Linis scurries quickly to see if his squirrel is okay, fearing the worst.

Wist joins Linis. While the pysk examines his mount, the elf keeps his eyes up, watching for the return of the owl.

"How is he?"

The squirrel is alive, a little beaten up and in shock but should make a full recovery.

"He'll be okay, but I don't think I should ride him for a while."

"Good to hear. Let's keep moving then, before we run out of daylight."

Wist moves to lead the way.

Linis sends the squirrel home to rest and recover, and then follows Wist Greenoak.

The riding squirrel scampers off up a tree to hide and rest.

Wist follows a trail of muddy boots, as the sky darkens.  He is more than fairly certain that the path they follow wasn't created by elves, quite the contrary.  Linis follows along surprisingly, considering his stature.  In the distance ahead, they see a small fire surrounded by at least three shadowed figures.

Linis whispers from somewhere you can't see him, "Do you think they have our berries?"

Wist whispers back, "Well, I was hoping that you could tell me! I suppose we should ask them..."

The elf's brow furrows for a moment.

"I have a plan, Linis, but it will require you to approach them alone...I will stay hidden, and if they appear to be the culprits, or if they show any sign of meaning to harm you, I will cast a spell that snare them.

What do you think?"

"All right. I'll go check them out." Linis will walk forward toward the fire, hiding as best he can as he goes.

Wist will shift his position, a few feet to one side. He wants to ensure that when the group around the fire see Linis, they will not be looking in his general direction.

Linis slips off into the darkness, at least Wist thinks so, since he stopped talking.

Wist keeps watch on the figures from a safe locale.  They seem preoccupied, and do not notice him. They are sitting, except for one that seems to be pacing.


After a few moments, in the distance, a black bird circles for a bit, then spirals down to the ground near the fire.

Linis will retrace his steps back toward Wist Greenoak, and once he gets back there, he will whisper, "I'm back! Snare them! They've got the berries! Snare them!"

Wist whispers back to Linis, "Very well. Implexi cum herba."

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Cast Entangle  Duration: 1 turn  Range: 80'

Grasses, weeds, bushes, and even trees wrap, twist, and entwine about creatures in a 40' diameter area or those that enter the designated area, holding them fast and causing them to become entangled. A creature may move half its normal movement if it succeeds in a saving throw versus spells.

The grass around the campfire listens to the elf's plea.  It suddenly starts growing, the orcs scream in surprise as it begins wrapping itself around their legs, pinning them to their place.

Begin round 1.

Actions?

"It's orcs! Shoot them while they're stuck! They have the berries!" Linis will go toward the tangled orcs without entering the entangling plants. Can he see Orion and the raven?

"Orcs! I should have guessed..."

Wist takes aim, and looses an arrow at the nearest orc.

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17:32, Today: Wist rolled 5 using 1d20+1 arrow.

But misses by a mile!
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Even with the ors standing still, Wist's arrow vanishes into the trees beyond the orcs and their campfire.

Linis scampers towards the orcs, climbing a nearby tree to get a better vantage.  He can hear the raven squawking, and see it struggling where is landed.  Orion is fighting his way towards the limits of the spell. It is slow going, but he is making progress.

The orcs continue to curse and struggle and curse.

ooc: One Pysk, One Raven, Three orcs are stuck in the grass.

Begin round 2

Actions?

The elf takes a deep breath to steady himself, and looses another arrow. This one strikes true.

"Linis, if you have a bow or sling please help! This spell will not last forever, nor does it hold them fast!"

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18:00, Today: Wist rolled 18 using 1d20+2 (forgot the +1 for short range)  arrow
18:04, Today: Wist rolled 6 using 1d8.  damage.
Hits AC 1 for 6 damage

Linis shoots a Yarpik Thorn from his tiny bow, trying to hit Orion.

20:12, Today: Linis rolled 20 using 1d20+2.  shoot at Orion.

20:13, Today: Linis rolled 4 using 1d4.  thorn damage.

Wist's arrow flies true, and one of the orcs stops its struggle permanently.

Linis' thorn also strikes true, catching Orion solid.  The Pysk struggles for a few moments before slowing to stop his struggle against the grass.

Two orcs and a raven remain.

Begin round 3

Actions?

Linis shoots his bow again, aiming a Yarpik Thorn at one of the remaining orcs.

20:42, Today: Linis rolled 3 using 1d4.  damage if it hits.

20:41, Today: Linis rolled 8 using 1d20+2.  shoot at orc.

Wist lines up another orc and lets loose another arrow.

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20:15, Today: Wist rolled 11 using 1d20+2.  arrow.
20:16, Today: Wist rolled 8 using 1d8.  damage.
Hit AC 8 for 8 damage.

Did Wist see the other pysk? Did he see Linis kill one of his own people?

Luckily the orcs are locked in place and Wist's arrow hits one of the orcs true, and it's life is over.

Linis' thorn falls short of the orc.

One orc lives and a raven continues to squawk in protest at being ground bound.

Begin round 4

Actions?

Another bow shot, this time lining up at the raven, if only to get it to be quiet.

16:45, Today: Linis rolled 6 using 1d20+2.  shoot at raven.