Lia fires another arrow. Even at this close range, she manages to miss.
Illyria fires an arrow as well. She doesn't miss, but the bird doesn't seem too effected (-3HP)
Kit fires a pair of arrows at the non-grappling bird, but only one of them hits (-2HP).
Skald fires an arrow, hitting the non-grappling bird solidly (-5HP). Amelia drops into a defensive posture, while Lirith continues to try to assist Urol. She takes a claw to the gut for her efforts (-4HP), Urol tries to twist away, but fails. Avner stays back by his horse.
The terror bird begins dragging Urol away, down the beach. The remaining terror bird strikes at Lia again, before turning back towards the forest. Lia easily avoids the strikes.
Gandt lumbers over to assist Urol. The terror bird manages to slip from his grasp.
James rushes over to help as well, and actually manages to wrestle Urol free.
Lia fires an arrow, striking the bird. (-5HP)
Illyria fires an arrow as well, although her arrow streaks over the bird and out into the surf.
Kit fires an arrow, taking the bird down (+1 kill)
Lia will use any unused healing spells, since the dawn is soon anyway. She'll stay up as well, having had her rest for the night. She'll either spend time talking to Gandt and whoever until meditation time.
Post by Soulweaver on Oct 14, 2007 21:53:03 GMT -5
In between testing out his new shield (I don't think the novelty of that will ever wear off), Gandt is happy to talk Lia's ear off. "Do you think the Blue Nixie made it? Mr. Vanderboren seems to think so. It's too bad about the Wyvern's crew. What a way to go. But they knew what they were getting into when they signed up... right? I can't really tell how Captain Amelia's taking it, she's maybe said all of two words to me. Hey, do you think we'll ever get back to Sasserine? If all goes to pot, and we never see it again, I think I could live with that. I thought I'd be homesick, but just about the only thing I miss is my workshop. Oh, and the food. Do you think those birds taste any good? I wonder what t-rex tastes like?
What about you? Is there anything back in Sasserine for you?"
Lia ponders Gandt's questions one by one as they spend time during the night.
She explains how Sasserine is the only place she's known for many a decade. She hopes to return there someday, and sooner than later. She does not fret about it for now. She has no family of her own in Sasserine, and the family she cared for is quite far in their life. She would be sad not to see them again before their time, but she already knew it was a distinct possibility when she made the decision to become an adventurer.
She mourns the loss of the crew and hopes that the Captain isn't taking it too hard. She seems fairly level-headed, so there's little to worry about.
She thinks the Blue Nixie did make it, for the sheer reason that they have seen no evidence otherwise. We made it to the island, albeit the wrong side, but here nonetheless, so they should be here too.
She ponders the tasting questions. "Since the t-rex did not fall in our vicinity, I hope we never have the chance to find out, myself. The birds, most likely, will taste like common fowl. Would you like to cook one over the fire (we have a fire?) and try it? I will keep a lookout while you fetch it."
She hopes to return there someday, and sooner than later.
"Aw, come on, where's your adventurous spirit? This one guy I knew in the colosseum used to say, 'Life burns brightest when it's in danger of being snuffed out'. ... ...Then again, he was killed in a spectacular explosion when one of his Fireballs misfired, so I don't know if you want to go taking his word on these things."
She mourns the loss of the crew and hopes that the Captain isn't taking it too hard.
Gandt regrets not being able to give them a proper burial. He thinks that in the morning, maybe everyone should instead sing a sea chantey in their honor.
The birds, most likely, will taste like common fowl.
Gandt was just kind of thinking out loud there, but come to think of it, dried rations and fish do get old fast. He'll lug the dead bird over, keeping a sharp eye on the edge of the jungle as he does so.
Lia laughs lightly at the story. "I hope to live a long time. Becauses Elves have a long lifespan, we tend to take a more relaxed view of adventure and the like." She looks at Gandt and smiles. "Do you even know how old I am?"
As long as Gandt is willing to cook the bird, Lia will try some too. It has been a while since they've had 'real food' and she finds herself suddenly hungry.
Gandt manages to cut up several strips of the bird and places them over the fire to cook. Gandt manages to preserve 30 lbs of meat. (+25 XP)
The rest of the morning passes without incident, and the group sets out as soon after first light as possible. They turn south, cutting across the grasslands. The morning passes quickly, with only the occasional sighting of small animals nearby, although occasionally in the distance larger dinosaurs and flying reptiles are spotted.
After stopping for a quick lunch, the travel continues south. About mid afternoon the relative silence and calm of the journey is broken by the cries of terror birds and an animal in distress comes from the near by jungle. A huge dinosaur (Gandt and Lia both recognize it as a diplodocusus + 15 XP) suddenly bursts from the jungle, pursued by 4 terror birds.
"We have to help him!" Urol cries out suddenly.
"Nonsense," Amelia spits. "We can't afford to help every dumb creature on this island."
(The dinosaur and birds will pass within about 50 feet of the party, if they continue on their current course. Urol is suggesting the party save the dino, Amelia is advocating the opposite.)
"But! Those birds!" Urol stammers, obviously dismayed at the lack of support he's receiving. He looks at James for help, but James simply shakes his head.
"We can't afford to intervene," James replies.
The group warily watches the birds and dino disappear across the plain, before continuing their journey south. Urol remains sullen during the trip, answering any questions gruffly and grumbling nearly non-stop. By dinner time, the party has reached the southern edge of the pennisula, and imposing mountain range has rapidly risen up behind the jungle. James calls a halt, and after Gandt catches a few fish in the ocean, they enjoy a quick bite to eat.
"Are there any known ways through the mountains?" James asks Urol. "Or does the beach run past it."
"There's an old road, called the Dark Mountain Pass, supposedly built by the ancient Olmans," Urol answers tersely. "That's the only option."
The night passes quickly and surprisingly quietly, and before long the sun is rising once again. After a quick breakfast, the party starts out again, skirting the edge of the forest while looking for the pass. As the group crests a small hill, the ruins of a small temple become visible in the valley below.
"How fortuituous!" Urol exclaims, suddenly brightened at the prospect of examining some ruins. As the party approaches the ruins, a skittering sound is occasionally heard, and dark shapes are seen out of the corner of eyes. Through a gap in the crumbling walls of the temple courtyard, an elderly woman, dressed in a black gown with silvery white hair, can be seen sitting on a throne. She calls out to the party, her voice harsh, then calls out again, in a different language when no one responds to her first query.
"Hail! Who has braved to travel the Terror Bird Forest?" she asks in sylvan.
Numerous spider webs and tiny crawling dots are clearly visible on the walls of the temple from where the party currently stand. The walls are 40 feet away, the elderly woman another 60 feet beyond them.
Post by TG Barighm on Oct 19, 2007 12:04:26 GMT -5
"I don't like the looks of this. No elderly person can survive out here for very long without some kind of trick up her sleeve," Kit points out as he pulls out his longbow. He doesn't draw an arrow though.
He will begin Spotting and Listening for the shadowy shapes in the forest.
"What is she saying?" James asks Lia. "And what did you say to her?" His hands have dropped to his hips, resting very near his dagger hilts.
The elderly woman looks askance at Kit, before turning her attention back to Lia and responding in Sylvan. "It has been a long time since anyone has travelled these parts. Please, come closer, tell me about yourselves. I have not had the chance to speak with anyone in a really long time. Ah, but I forget my manners, my name is Lithira, queen of this web."
She makes a gesture, indicating the temple and surrounding forest.
"What did she say," James asks Lia, more than just an hint of impatience in his voice.
Lia turns to James. "You act as though I am not going to tell you." Lia pauses to get the point across, then continues. "Her name is Lithira, and she wanted to know why we are entering the Forest of the Terror Birds. I explained our situation briefly and she wishes to speak more with us. She is also the queen of this web, in her own words."