Traveler's Rest
Zenna Kern:
Zenna hesitated, torn between attacking the beast or waking her companions. She settled on launching a full volley of arrows at the thing while shouting, "Something moves in the woods!" and encouraging the wolf to howl along with her.
Zenna Kern rolled 16 using 1d20+12. Attack.
Zenna Kern rolled 28 using 1d20+12. Attack (Many Shot).
Zenna Kern rolled 10 using 1d20+7. Attack.
Zenna Kern rolled 5 using 1d8+4. Damage.
Zenna's arrow strikes true, scoring between the scales and releasing a glowing blue blood that freezes the leaves around it. The hissing increases, furious, as her lupine companion alerts everyone that danger is close at hand!
Davor Spiritwalker:
Davor awakens to Urle's shaking and is on his feet seconds after Zenna shouts her warning. The cloak that the half-orc had been using to disguise himself falls open as his massive ethereal sword appears in his hand. Davor traces his fingers along the blade of the weapon, speaks a word of power, and suddenly it is covered in blazing fire.
"Guard the girl." He says in a low voice to Urle and then charges off into the woods towards whatever it is that Zenna is shooting.
Davor's AC is 18/11/17 until he gets a chance to cast magic vestment.
Davor Spiritwalker rolled 19 using 1d20+3. Initiative.
Davor summons his Ancestral Weapon and uses his standard action to cast sun metal on it. Then he uses his move action to get as close as possible to the thing that Zenna is shooting.
Davor tears off into the woods, glowing weapon appears nearby as he soon finds Zenna and her wolf shooting at what seems to be an enormous serpent with glowing blue blood!
Helena:
Shaken awake by Urle, Helena is still drowsy, only to have the howl and shout from the forest force her to sip up sharply, startled, and grabs Urle's hand. "What... what's happened, Urle?" Is she dreaming? So cold, her breath steaming. Confusion still holds sway.
Helena's touch on Urla makes him feel the cold less every moment as she looks around for what in the world was causing all the racket.
The pilgrims begin to stir, voicing confusion and fear as the frost bites at them.
Urle:
Urle puts his arms round Helena. Adding extra layer of clothing from his cloak.
Offering warmth from his strong body.
Sorry he says as he does so.
Theirs seems to be some creature summoning cold in this area.
Can you make a fire or use magic to protect yourself from the cold.
Urle no longer feels the dangerous cold, but it seems everyone else still shivers with its touch. A loud hiss, as if from a huge snake, echoes from the woods where Davor had fled to.
Helena:
She blinks, confused, but with Urle giving her direction and offering her support and a little warmth, she seems to pull herself together enough to get up and step over to the fire where she starts stoking what remains of the evening's fire, shakily adding tinder and smaller twigs (set aside for use at breakfast) to try and get it to catch. She really is making a hash of it though despite all that, the twigs catch and a flame sprouts... for how long though is anyone's guess.
Helena manages to rekindle the fire for now, and the pilgrims begin to stand, the guards holding their staves and looking around uncertainly.
"
What passes?" Lul asks urgently.
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The Mountain Trail
Teana Florin:
Teana looked implacably at the spearman, taking a deep breath before she continued speaking. "You," she said. "Where were you and your patrol going and what were your orders?" she asked. She was confident that she didn't need further threats, so she could get on with questioning the mongrel.
The spearman grovels as he answers, clearly very cowed by Teana's display of power. "
To find the Heir and her protectors, to bring them to our Master so that he could speak with them!"