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Birth of a King


Happy Birthday. (DM Stephen)  d100=1 d100=36 d100=84 d100=62 d6=1 d6=4 d6=6 d6=6
Tuesday April 26th, 2005 12:32:54 AM
Kendry instructs others to deal with the fallen dead before he heads off to follow Penelope. When he asks the newborn his questions. The child responds by gesturing with his index finger, as if to say, just give me one more minute!

Patterton and Selithe also await answers. They're still not able to completely digest what they have just seen. For good reason! Morpth, having recovered from his rage and the fatigue that followed, guards Penelope against any who threaten her.

Olo provides excellent care for Penelope as she gives birth to her baby. His Detect Magic spell had long since ended on the way to the druid circle and is no longer affected by the blinding aura. Although, he has a good feeling that the magic has now left her. His attempt to clean the child is met with a cold shoulder. The robed figure that holds the child doesnt lower the child down within your reach. She jerks her head back to shake off the hood of her cloak. She's an elven-looking woman of undescribable beauty. Her beauty almost seems to radiate off of her light a light. In her presence, the child looks grotesque in comparison. The newborn also notices her beauty and seems very pleased ... a little too pleased!

Suddenly the baby begins to shake and squirm in her arms. He seems to be in great pain, yet he doesnt cry. Only a grunt or two. He appears to be growing. His horns protrude a bit more and begin to curl like a goats. The woman now struggles to keep him in her arms. He looks to have gained 20 pounds! His convulsions finally end and the child catches his breath. Then suddenly he speaks, "Growing pains ... I'd forgotten all about those ... woah!" He turns to his nurse that holds him and says, "Thanks you for not dropping me." She replies, "Of course, my king. I would never drop you." "Of course," the child repeats. With the agility unknown by most newborns, he grabs her robe by the collar, and pulls her in for a kiss. Not a sweet tender kiss a child would give his mother, but a long passionate one instead. The beautiful woman being caught off guard, struggles to pull away and drops the "child" to the floor. He's able to catch himself on all fours before hitting the ground. She turns and runs off toward the forest in fear. The crowd gasps and begins to mumble among themselves. Most step forward to get a better look. The little satyr attempts to stand, slowly at first. His legs shake like a new born calf, but he quickly gains the stability and balance to stand. Other attendants try to help, but he pushes them away.

"There, there! I've got it. Up on my own two hooves. Feels great to breath fresh air again ... to taste the sweet lips of a beautiful nymph ... and to spend quality time with the family." He darts a sly eye back at you all.

The 2-ft tall infant satyr takes several careful steps toward you and gives a slight nod to mommy and daddy. "I bet you hobbits have questions. You are hobbits, right? I don't want to be rude, but I haven't looked upon your kind for a very long time. As far as I know, you could be gnomes! Hee hee hee!"

The little satyr then turns to Kendry and says, "I be Ebryon, King of all Fey! I guess that makes you royalty, lucky devils! Haahaaahaahaaaa!" Marigold vomits again! "Ahhhh, what's wrong auntie? Feeling not so good? What's with all the long faces? This is a time to celebrate!"

Patterton 
Tuesday April 26th, 2005 5:32:53 AM
Patty stares at the disgusting little creature in awe. 'King of the Fey!?!' he thinks, 'somehow I thought he'd be taller..." He is very tempted to make this statement out loud, but given the situation, he bites his tounge.

Instead, he looks about at the druids warily. If these elves find out that the party is responsable for the deaths of two(possibly three) of their brethren, it could mean trouble and Patty has no illusions about their chances against such overwhelming odds.

Unconciously, Patty moves over to Selithe and places a protective hand on her shoulder.

Airin  d20+1=18 d20+1=6
Tuesday April 26th, 2005 10:58:05 AM
First a bit stammering, but then Airin regains her wits and attempts to sooth the Satyr :

"Hail Ebryon, King of Fey ... I am Airin Moondancer Turnbell, young Halfling from the Crescent Valley. You come with an ecclipse that happens once in many life times ... what brings you here Lord and what is your desire ? What intrest can such a powerfull being have in us little halflings ?"
(Diplomacy : 18 / sense motive 6)

Even though she has little hopes for this creature to be friendly it can never hurt to talk to it first right ? Who knows ... he might bring us immense power ... he might need us ... we could learn a lot from this being what can help us eventually to defeat it should that be needed. After all ... the spoiled brat claims to be "King" ...

Morpth  d20+2=3
Tuesday April 26th, 2005 12:19:50 PM
Completly unsure of what is going on and with the reintroduction back into Hobbit society, he takes hints from Airin and follows suite. Afterall, its better than being with the Orcs.
Morpth then kneels before the newborn King saying, "Hail Ebryon, King of Fey ... I am Morpth Pipewood Raincatcher, young Rogue/Barbarian Halfling from the Crescent Valley recently returned to hobbit society after having been captured by an Orc clan deep within the Culverwoods." "How many I serve you, my King?"
(Sense motive=3; failed miserably)

Kendry 
Tuesday April 26th, 2005 11:02:26 PM
"Well, we certainly have here a lascivious self-proclaimed king of the fey," Kendry whispers to his sister as they observe the newborn acting very much like a - satyr, "as fits his frame, I suppose.

"What then happened to Ellis' and Penelope's own child?" Kendry wonders aloud, since the newborn acknowledged they might have questions. "Hobbits generally beget hobbits, not satyrs, Ebryon. How is it you came to be born, rather than their own progeny? And you spoke through her who bore you, and mentioned 'the stewards.' Who are the stewards you spoke of? And, since, as you say you are the king of the fey - what achievements do you anticipate shall mark your reign? And how will your subjects mark your monarchy?"

Kendry realizes that his questions may be deemed impudent - but he tries to speak with a measure of respect - though such is hard under the circumstances. Perhaps he should feel a sense of awe, to have witnessed the birth - rebirth? - of the king of the fey. In fact, he feels more a sense of irritation and annoyance and, and something else that he cannot put his finger on. But, poor Ellis and Penelope were so looking forward to the birth of their child. Then, this, this, this - thing comes forth, instead! At present, Kendry feels no compulsion to offer worship, or obedience, or obsequiousness to this young-old being.

On the other hand - the fey: Wonderful, capricious, unpredictable. Crafty, frivolous, sometimes malevolent, sometimes performing kindnesses to those who please them, or whom whim chooses. Elves, pixies, faeries, sprites... so many creatures of wonder. The young halfling bard considers for a moment, and his curiosity deepens.

Olo  d20+6=20 d8+2=5
Tuesday April 26th, 2005 11:54:11 PM
Olo's a bit... miffed with the cavalier attitude of Ebryon. Fey King or no, there should be a certain amount of reverence to a birth, and the way this creature is acting just feels... 'off'.

With a quiet huff, Olo shakes his head and turns back to tend to Penelope, leaving the others to deal or speak with Ebryon as they see fit. He takes the wetted linens that he had prepared to clean the child and begins to gently minister to her care.

If she looks like she would benefit from it, Olo will gently lay his hands on her and call down his god's healing magic.

OOC: Heal Skill Check = 20 to determine if she's in pain or if a Cure Light Wounds would aid her. If so, Cure Light Wounds = 5, spontaneously cast from Sanctuary.

Selithe 
Wednesday April 27th, 2005 12:16:30 AM
Selithe looks at the baby...err satyr...king...whatever and frowns some before shaking her head, "You give your name of course but I am not so sure as to being related to you. Excuse me for saying but we have nothing in common from what I see beyond halfling parents which you look nothing like."

Selithe crosses her arms and glances to her brother and then Patty when he lays a hand on her shoulder. Selithe almost jumps when she feels Patty's hand, half expecting it to be one of the druids or such. Selithe not really meaning to does as she crosses her arms, pulls the low cut shirt she wears around her abit more to hide herself from the creature as it it has shown some rather nasty habits already.

The Story! (DM Stephen)  d100=51 d100=82 d100=72 d6=4 d6=1 d6=6 d20+13=30 d20+15=27 d20+6=23
Wednesday April 27th, 2005 1:00:32 AM
Patterton refrains from speaking what he really wants to say. He finds it wise not to provoke. Airin, on the other hand, chooses diplomacy instead of silence and decides to introduce herself. Ebryon gives her a smile and a flamboyant bow. "Well met, young, sweet Airin. But I must insist that you not think of yourself so slightly. One, like yourself, must remember ... A horse may be tall and strong, a pony is short and nimble. Each is content with her lot in life and neither need reminding which is tall or small. Each is the right size for what they are."

Morpth bows down before the king and pledges his servitude! "My my, dear Morpth Pipewood Raincatcher. I bless you. I may have need for your services. It warms my heart that you be the first to show me the respect deserved by a King." He turns to the multitude and shouts, "OTHERS CAN LEARN FROM THIS ONE!!" One by one, those in the front ranks begins to kneel down before Ebryon, the King of Fey. A swarm of sprites snap into action and begin to cleanse their king. Before they are done, his skin sparkles like the sun off morning frost. Another group clothe him in an emerald green silk wrap. And finally a garland of mistletoe and holly is placed upon his head. "Ahhh, that is much better. You may rise young Morpth. May all follow your example." Both Morpth and Airin attempt to sense his true motives but all they get is a sense of violation. A sinister feeling he might know how you truly feel and that in itself reeks of a mistrusting nature.

When Kendry whispers his remark to Selithe, a pointed ear tips upward and he turns to the bard. He looks at you ill for a short moment. Then he smiles and says, "I forgive you this once for you may not know its not wise to speak in such a manner around a saytr. My hearing is quite keen ... I can hear you breathe ... I can hear your heart beating ... I can hear the sweat seep from the sole of your feet! And I am, as you say, lascivious. I have a lust for life, I crave it and I've felt quite starved for it, either it be fine wine, sumptuous food or a beautiful woman."

Suddenly the toddler king begins to convulse like before. He struggles to remain standing. He appears to be riving in pain. The pixies flying in to help stabilize him. Another attendant dressed in a robe also tries to help. Before his tremors begin to fade, the child standing before you now appears to be more mature in appearance. He stands at least 4 feet tall now. After regaining his composure, he laughs and says, "Ahh, things just seem to be getting better!"

Kendry then continues with his interrogation. Selithe seems to agree with her brother's statements. And Ebryon listens patiently to what they say. A few eyebrows rise and fall during the time before the bard can finish. "Well cousin, it is true that hobbits beget hobbits and so forth. Let me assure you, that my body is the product of Ellis' loins. All souls need a vessel and this one is mine. However, not all souls get to choose who their parents will be, or what form they become. I, on the other hand, can! Since I am the original fey, I choose to be fey. Should the fey be ruled by someone not their kind? I think not! Don't be so small minded that you think your soul, as its traveled from life to life, has only been a hobbit. You have no choice who you become. Do you think Kendry is your only name?! Don't be so daft!" The satyr paces back and forth a little. Then a memory sparks. "Ahhh, may this parable best illustrate and illuminate. A story created before written words. Words that seem to have been lost in time."

"In the beginning, in the time of creation, the one known as the Jericko separated the sky from the lands. He was alone and felt lonely, so he created all forms of life to grow and florish. But he didn't create all at the same time. He wanted to admire his creations and the creator walked among them in the Wold.

The creator first saw the fey folk - satyrs, sprites, dryads and other dwellers in the woodlands. They exhibited a zest for life and a curiosity about things new. They were slight and elusive which kept them safe from danger. However they were not sensible and feared those larger than they. So the creator moved on.

Next the creator visited the elves. They were frail and oh so beautiful. But the tend to be haughty. They had freedom of spirit which the creator much admired, but they were slow to act and took to long to do anything. The creator again moved on.

The creator came to visit the dwarves. They kept homes beneath the earth. They were strong and hardy folk. Had great pride in family and lived by a strict moral code. However the creator quickly grew tired of their relentless and repetitive toil with the elements of the earth and moved on.

Next the creator found himself among the hordes of the orcs. They were dreadful and fierce warriors. They feared no one and filled their short lives with rage and combat. Their boldness was fascinating. The creator could no look upon their cruelty and brutality and soon left them.

With the humans the creator found much to admire. They were quick to learn and adapt to all types of environments. They multiplied quickly and occupied all the lands of Wold. However, they were prone to war with themselves. They had an obsessive need to feed their endless desire for riches and power.

After the creator finished his journey, he pondered about creating another race that had all the positive aspects of all his other races. A group he could be content with ... a race that pleased him completely. So the creator began his journey again and visited the fey in the forests. He seized a sprite and bound her with magic. The creator then revisited each race again and took from them a portion of what they were. From the elves he took agility and grace. He added it to the fey and it grew. From the dwarves he took devotion to family and added it to the sprite and she began to grow and change. Boldness and fearlessness he takes from the orcs and they fey grew even larger. The creator visited the humans once again and took from them the spark of creativity and the ability to adapt. After all these thing are collected, the creator adds them to the fey and the hobbit was born. A tall, strong, formidable creature that knew no fear. Who had bold ambitions and the creativity to do what they will.

The creator stood back and admired his craftsmanship. So very pleased he was. And great favor he bestowed on his beloved hobbits. The other races grew jealous and fearful of such a race and made war against them. The creator, in his ultimate wisdom, sought to halt the hostility by making his beloved hobbits smaller in size to lessen the threat they imposed on others. This made the hobbits more elusive to their enemies. It taught them to hide and use the shadows for cover. Gave them patience and cunning. Peace was soon restored and the creator was satisfied. After deciding that his work was complete, the Jericko stepped away from the Wold and rested."


The fey king clears his throat and continues. "So as you can see, what I'm doing is poetic in a way. All hobbits were created from the body of a fey. Now that I make my return to the Wold, its only just that I, myself, be made from a hobbit. It's symbolic and practical, all at the same time. It's no accident that the hobbits are drawn to Culverwood. Ellis and Penelope are not only my creators, in a physical sense, but also my deliverers to Culverwood, to this place. Now do you understand?"

Turning to Marigold, a sly smile forms across his face. "So auntie Marigold, what do you think? The Jericko and you have much in common. You both like to meddle!" Marigold, once again, begins to choke on vomit. No one seems to care.

Patterton 
Wednesday April 27th, 2005 7:10:05 AM
Patty listens to the Satyr's story with interest, but remains wary of the little beast's intentions. He breaks his moment of reflection and turns to the Fey.

"Well, as long as we're making introductions, I am Patterton Cloverturn Burrows. I am a warrior and member of the local militia. I would like to know exactly what is going on here. Why did these Druids attack us? We've never had problems with them in the past(at least to my knowledge)and what do they have to do with you, Ebryon?"

One more thing. (DM Stephen) 
Wednesday April 27th, 2005 8:12:10 AM
(Sorry, I forgot to mention)

Olo's cure spell was well received by Penelope. She looks much better. Her condition seems stable. Breathing normally and no apparent pain or discomfort. She only seems exhausted and continues to sleep.

Airin  d20+1=19
Wednesday April 27th, 2005 9:50:23 AM
Airin gets a little distracted from Aunties Vomiting ... this is not normal anymore guys ! A person of her statue should not throw up with the first little thing that happens ! Airin nods to Patty for he might be in best position to help Marigold.

Airin looks to Ebryon and speaks again : " You mean ... because of those envious Elves, Dwarves, Human and all other races, we Halflings were doomed to be small ?!? ... HAH ... This should change shouldn't it, Oh King of Fey's. I am perfectly allright with my height as it enables me to be sneaky around those other races and maybe I can make'm pay that way ... their envy made our height shrink, but not our pride"

Airin tries to erase all negative thoughts about this Satyr from her mind (bluff = 19) hoping to fool the Satyr.

"Enlight us with your plans for the Wold, King of Fey's, let us know our part in it but please spare Auntie." Hoping the Satyr will be fooled by her bluff Airin respectfully bows her head.

Morpth 
Wednesday April 27th, 2005 11:35:22 AM
Morpth rises from his kneeling position, Rights his equipment about his form, stowing any weapons he might have drawn.

Morpth then turns to his King, and asks, "M'Lord, is there anything you have need for of me?" Morpth remain standing awaiting any request from the King.

Selithe 
Wednesday April 27th, 2005 3:22:48 PM
Selithe watches the satyr carefully before moving to Marigold. She looks over her aunt abit and then pulls out her waterskin and a small cloth, "Come on Aunt, turn away from him for a moment and lets try to calm and collect yourself."

Selithe glances back at the satyr and speaks up, "Honestly if your causing her to be sick in some way then you should stop it now. King or not. Or are you the type to take such pleasure in other people's misery? If you are dear King of fey then you are most deffinetly no relation of mine."

(OOC:Kim, you might have to do a post for Selithe tomorrow. If I haven't made a post by sometime mid afternoon then you will need to for me if you will. Thanks.)

Olo  d20+6=18
Wednesday April 27th, 2005 11:44:53 PM
Olo finishes tending to Penelope and checks to insure that she's resting comfortably. Then, before turning away, he grips Ellis' shoulder for a moment in what he hopes is a comforting gesture.

Turning to Marigold now, he offers her fresh water and does what he can to ease her discomfort (Healing = 18) as he silently listens to Ebryon and the others.

Olo has questions of his own, but doubts adding his voice to the chorus will accomplish much. It's enough, for now, to comfort those in need.

Kendry - who are 'the stewards'? 
Thursday April 28th, 2005 3:07:10 AM
He watches as many bow before his cousin. He looks to the satyr's parents, to gauge their reaction - well, Penelope sleeps - then to gauge Ellis' reaction to all this.

As Ebryon tells this story, Kendry listens attentively, but also notes Aunt Marigold's continuing distress. He offers Olo a vial. "It's antitoxin," he tells the two of them. He thinks her distress may be of a magical and moral nature - and that the satyr's presence is somehow the catalyst. "I don't know if it will help my aunt, but you can see if it helps," he says quietly, feeling otherwise helpless to help her, and appreciating Olo's care for her and the others.

"Wow. I never heard that whole story before, cousin. Some bits and some pieces, yes. Thank you," Kendry says to Ebryon. "So, uh, hobbits are fey, too? I don't know what our more domestic brethren might think of that revelation." He thinks of some of the more stodgy halflings he knows. How would such a story wash with them? He likes creation stories, himself.

"Well, I would like to say that I have never believed in reincarnation in any of my previous lives," Kendry announces, sure that such a statement will confuse some folks, and may be risible to others.

"If your current rate of growth continue, King Ebryon, you may soon be a giant! Again, thank you for telling us this story of yore. That answers and raises many questions.

"A few questions are not yet addressed, though. Who, may I ask, are 'the stewards'? And why might their time be coming to an end? Have they done well, or ill in their stewardship?"

DM Stephen 
Thursday April 28th, 2005 7:49:32 AM
(Sorry, for the late post, I fell asleep way earlier than normal. Short sweet post is all I have time for now, will post the rest this evening.)

Stewards (DM Stephen) 
Thursday April 28th, 2005 8:05:50 AM
"Stewards," repeats the young fey king. "Ahhh, you must have caught me while I was dreaming. The stewards are those from a bloodline of leadership, a divine right that they've profaned. Their time as stewards are over. I know not their names at this point, too many generations have passed. But it will be they who we bring our revolution. And to the ones that follow them. They curse the Wold with civilization and domestication!" Those last words seem to disgust him greatly.

Airin 
Thursday April 28th, 2005 11:00:17 AM
Airin waits to hear Ebryon's speach first.

(little quick post so i have a post today)

Justin to Stephen 
Thursday April 28th, 2005 8:10:26 PM
Don't me to sound like I'm harping or anything on this Stephen but I was just wondering what the news on treasure for the previous module was coming along?

;) just really looking forward to getting Selithe's familiar and alittle new equipment possibly.

Kendry 
Thursday April 28th, 2005 8:53:27 PM
"Ah," Kendry replies to the rather vague description of the stewards. "So, then, you will need time to identify them in order to prepare - what? - a reckoning?

"Just a thought - would Lemtrovex be one of the stewards, or one who oversees the stewards?"

Patterton 
Thursday April 28th, 2005 10:13:34 PM
Patty frowns as he listens to the Fey. 'I don't know if I buy that.' He thinks as Ebryon explains the roles of the "Stewards".

OOC: My wife and I are going to be house sitting until Saturday but I should be able to get to the comp for regular postings. If it's getting close to the deadline and I haven't posted would someone throw in a filler for me? Thanks in advance. :)

Olo 
Thursday April 28th, 2005 11:42:56 PM
Accepting the antitoxin from Kendry with a silent nod of thanks, Olo continues to tend to Marigold to the best of his ability. If he feels it will aid her condition, he coaxes her to drink it down.

OOC: Still using previous heal check which I noted as being an 18, but should really be 20 since Olo's making use of the healing kit. Kit has 8 uses left after this.

Crime and Punishment (DM Stephen)  d100=54 d100=40 d100=85 d6=5 d6=2 d6=3 d20+12=14 d20+10=15 d20+10=13 d20+12=31 d100=69 d100=47 d6=4 d6=2
Friday April 29th, 2005 12:59:41 AM
"What!" shouts Ebryon accusingly at the druid with the wooden owl mask. "What does this fine hobbit (Patterton) here mean by being attacked!?" His eyes seem to burn with rage. "Come over to me this instant and explain yourself!!" The elven druid in the owl mask hestitantly step over in front the king and kneels down before him. "Sorry master, we did not know it was you and your parents. We've been turning away hobbits for weeks now. They come here to our forest ..." Ebryon tears the mask from his face and holds it firmly in his grasp. Doing so reveals a very frightened elf. Spit flies into the druid's face as Ebryon yells at him. "Our forest?! Don't you mean, MYYY FORESTT!!" "My lord! Yes, yes, your forest. I beg your forgiveness," pleads the druid. "The one you call cousin holds their masks. Which can only mean they were slain, my Lord! Are their lives not worthy payment for our cri ..." Ebryon strikes him across the head with the wooden owl mask before the elf has a chance to finish his statement. He hits him twice more before the mask splinters into two pieces. The elf lays motionless on the floor. His head slightly bloodied from the bludgeoning. Ebryon instantly smiles and seems to find the situation quite humorous. "Hee hee hee, did you see how quickly he fell." He continues to chuckle a bit before turning back to his hobbit family. "See what I have to put up with! This is what Im talking about." Ebryon drops the mask pieces down across the elf's back.

Several in the party help with Marigold's sickness. Whatever was nausiating her, she seems to be doing better. At least she stopped vomiting. Probably upable to, nothing else left. Ebryon looks on and smiles wickedly. "Be thankful you have a family that loves you, dear Marigold. When Selithe gives Ebryon her rebuke of his suspected hand in Marigold's illness, he only responds with a single statement. "Soon, in the coming days, weeks and months, COUSIN, you will praise the gods that I am a blood relative!" He turns back to Kendry, Airin and Patty and explains, "And yes, there will be a reckoning! I may not know the names of the stewards, but they will be easy to find. They are those with great power and wealth. They build great cities and drive back nature. They tame the wild beasts and line them up for slaughter so they can fill their bellys at their leisure. They are the ones who trade their freedom for the protection of stone walls. They are no longer children of nature. They are a sickness and the Wold vomits like dear ole' auntie here. They've had their day, now a new day dawns. Nature will reclaim what is rightfully theirs. Cities will crumble, towers will fall ... oh what a glorious day!" Suddenly the oddest thing happens, as if on cue, the light of the sun begins to rise over the horizon. Isnt it way too early for sunrise?! How much time has passed! Plants from all around you seem to become excited. Their leaves turn toward the light. Vines start to climb and wrap themselves around the huge columns of stone. The animals outside the outer ring begin to howl, roar, cherp and sing. Ebryon holds his arms out wide and welcomes the light. "YES ... YES!! IT HAS BEGUN!" The druids also share in his delight, they raise their voices in song and praise.

Ebryon looks to Morpth. "Yess, I have a task for you. Take your axe and sever the head of this fallen druid for the crimes he has committed against you. His heart still beats, I can hear it! Do this and prove your loyalty to me."

In the distance, another hobbit makes his way past the animals and into the grand druid circle. He comes from the direction of the Whistler Tree. He doesnt draw too much attention. All eyes seem to be on Ebryon and family. He's dressed in a very humble brown jacket vest and dark pants. They're heavily patched and stitched up. Lots of wear. Across his left shoulder, a strap holds his knapsack. A shortbow is thrown across his right.

(BTW, I did award you guys with a prize. You have a very pricey weapon procured from a bird lady! It's worth 8,308gp. A medium-sized Kukuri of Venom. Same as a Dagger of Venom. You should be able to get at least 8,000gp for it in trade. There was no one around to give you gold, and we didnt have time to have another scene with Calfast.)

Morpth 
Friday April 29th, 2005 1:03:14 AM
Morpth stands idle awaiting some prophetic revelations...

King Ebryon 
Friday April 29th, 2005 3:01:59 AM
"Morpth, are you deaf?! I said execute him!"

Kendry  d20+6=24
Friday April 29th, 2005 4:30:16 AM
"Just a thought, Ebryon, king," Kendry interjects, forestalling Morpth for the moment. "This, and other druids, indeed, sought to keep us halflings out. Why not make of him a different kind of example? You have Morpth, here, sever his head, and, sure, that is certainly an example. But what if, instead, you had the errant fellow be a long-term example? I propose you let him live - thus, showing mercy of sorts - only that he might serve those he sought to hinder - the halflings. Encourage your kin to be forest born - to know better the ways of the wild - your ways, king of the fey. This owl-mask then must be dead - dead to his foolish ways of thinking, even to the point of nearly blocking your forest birth - but alive in a new way - the way of encouraging all to learn of the joys of the wild, of the verdant lands, of flowers, fruit, tree and vine. Name him the Owl Druid - whose job it is to help and encourage our folk to more closely walk the ways of nature. Or, you can have Morpth decapitate him. Up to you, majesty." [Diplomacy: 24]

Morpth  d20+3=22 d10=6
Friday April 29th, 2005 4:15:19 PM
Morpth looks up and says, "Oh, sorry, lost in thought." Morpth moves to take up his Great axe in both his hands. Walking over to the prove form of the druid, Morpth bends down to position the druid for a good cut, not wanting to mess up his axe on the down swing. Looking up towards the sky, Morpth begins chanting soem obscure Orcish poem about death as he bring his great axe down upon the neck of the prone form -- the druid that attack him and his new clan, the unborn king, and held the fate of all the Wold! (Attack=22, damage=6)



Patterton 
Friday April 29th, 2005 5:53:26 PM
Patty watches in fascinated horror as Morpth brings the axe down on the helpless druid, raising a hand a moment too late to stop his friend from decapitating the elf. He casts his eyes down in shame, a deep sadness filling him.

'I should have kept my damn mouth shut!', he thinks. 'Morpth was raised by Orcs...such things must be normal to those barbarians. But to kill a helpless being in the Culverwood? Not like this!"

A tear escapes Patty's eye but he quickly wipes it away, setting his jaw firmly.

Olo 
Friday April 29th, 2005 11:12:29 PM
Olo stiffens when Ebryon attacks the druid, watching as the elf drops in a bloody heap. With Marigold forgotten for the moment, Olo scrambles to his feet and draws breath to speak his mind when he hears Kendry begin to speak and decides to let the bard try to diffuse the situation.

Then, in horror, he sees Morpth take a grip on his great axe and move for the fallen druid. "NO!" Olo yells frantically as he charges forward to stand over the fallen elf and block the barbarian's strike, "he has acknowledged his error! You would find pleasure in his death?" With this last statement, he looks to Ebryon for an answer.

OOC: Olo has alot more to say, but I'll wait to find out the resolved events first. If Olo needs a roll or two to stop Morpth, he'll make use of his 'reroll once a day' luck ability if he needs to.

Kendry 
Saturday April 30th, 2005 2:28:40 AM
When Morpth moves to carry out Ebryon's instruction, Kendry quickly interposes himself. "Wait, Morpth, until he gives his answer."

[OOC: Perhaps I did not make clear enough when I wrote that Kendry sought to 'forestall' Morpth's actions. He's not going to let this go unconsidered. Also, Morpth should realize that, though this now battered elf may have agreed with the actions of the two who attacked us, this was not one of the two direct attackers.]

Dwight 
Sunday May 1st, 2005 9:21:12 PM
Out of breath from running the entire druidic circle to the center of activity, Dwight takes a moment to catch his breath and see what the gathering is for.

Standing just to the side of all the vomit, he begins still out of breathe, "I'm, I'm Dwight Twiggg..." Others begin talking, weapons are raised, both seeming more important that his introduction.

Overwhelmed with the gathering and events of the evening,especially in that last 5 minutes, Dwight stands flat-footed awed.

OOC: Hello folks, glad to have finally joined the group. Yeah!!!

Selithe 
Monday May 2nd, 2005 3:25:19 AM
Selithe stays silent as she sees Morpth's action and doesn't know how to stop him so doesn't move as she shakes her head.

When Dwight comes up and introduces himself, Selithe turns to him and nods to him, holding out her hand to him, "Greetings Dwight, my name is Selithe."

Selithe wears a white shirt with ruffled sleeves, low cut in the front and normal pants. She her hair is brushed out so it's straight and hangs down to her shoulders. (Giving abit of info for the new guy)

(OOC:Welcome to the game Anthony.)

Airin  d20+1=17
Monday May 2nd, 2005 3:31:59 AM
Carefully Airin listens to Ebryon's words.

Exitedly Airin gazes around when nature starts to grow frantically. It ain't normal, but it's lovely ! She feels drawn to chant with the other druids and tries to capture the words. Carefully she humms the song along with the other druids. Almost as if she gets carried away on their voices. She closes her eyes with her head towards the sun and whispers loud enough for Ebryon to hear : "Oh glory of nature ! ... you are infested with a virus called humanity, dwarves, elves ... soon this will end ! " (bluff 17)

Suddenly she is forced out of her trance when Olo screams "NO" ... she got soo carried away with the display of power that she failed to capture the situation. Suddenly she sees Morpth's Axe crush down upon the neck of the fallen druid ...

(OOC : Hello Dwight ! Airin is this party's paranoid rogue/druid. Hope you will enjoy your stay !)

Patterton 
Monday May 2nd, 2005 4:09:43 PM
Patty watches the new Hobbit emerge and gives him a quick nod. He is waiting to see how events unfold with Morpth and Ebryon.

(OOC-welcome new guy!)

DM Stephen 
Tuesday May 3rd, 2005 12:23:28 AM
Sorry for the wait. Im just so sick right now, I cant concentrate long enough to write a good post. Will try to post something tomorrow.

Morpth 
Tuesday May 3rd, 2005 9:05:19 AM
(OOC - Welcome to the new guy. Yeah more help! Also, I didn't post yesterday because I am awaiting the reactions to Morpth's actions.)

Morpth looks up at this new clansmen, and grins.

Dwight-Anthony(OOC) 
Tuesday May 3rd, 2005 2:38:58 PM
Sorry to post OOC here, but ..... well I'm new, I don't know any better. (I won't in the future).

Since we have a small break (Get well soon Stephen, being sick sucks), I'd like to ask for a quick connection between character names and real names. It makes reading easier when I know I am talking with the same people (lotto and crescent valley)

Dwight - Anthony

DM Stephen ooc 
Tuesday May 3rd, 2005 9:11:28 PM
Before I start my post I feel the need to explain my ruling so everyone understands its justifcation. I discussed the actions of this last round with several DM's and we've all come to the same conclusion. In the rules, actions happen in the sequence in which they are posted. I know this rule isnt perfect but its the best we have when determining a sequence of events. The ramifications of this last action has been given special consideration due to the circumstances. So all I can say is just go with it for now.)

Kendry may have tried to use diplomacy to talk the Fey King into changing his mind. But Morpth after hearing Kendry's plea continued on with his action anyway. At that point, no one had time to step in front of the body or ask Morpth not to do it. You didnt know you needed to. You cant always predict the actions of others. But now you know you may have to with this barbarian. :)

Heads Up! (DM Stephen)  d100=76 d100=23 d6=2 d6=6
Tuesday May 3rd, 2005 10:04:26 PM
As Kendry makes a very good argument to the Fey King's to show mercy, "CHOP" is the sound that rings in everybodies ears. The head of the elf rolls away from its body followed by a gush of blood. A sudden hush falls over the onlooking crowd. The silence is broken by the cleric Olo, "Nooooo!" as he throws himself in front of the body. When Kendry notices what has happened, he also tries to intervene. To his horror, its too late.

Dwight runs up just in time to witness the grisly deed. In mid-introduction he finds himself unable to finish. Those who notice him give him a somber greeting. The shock of the event has yet to stymie their good natured sense for hospitality.

Ebryon says with a big smile on his face, "Yesss, such loyalty is an asset indeed. See Kendry, you have a lot to learn from this one named Morpth.

The barbarian hobbit stands there with his axe dripping with blood. He cant help but hear the cheers of his orc brethern in the back of his mind. They would have approved. Yes, today Morpth was a good little orc. When he looks up with a slight smile on his face, he sees his hobbit friends look back at him with tears of sorrow. He cant help but feel a sense of guilt and remorse. (Morpth takes a -1 morale penalty to all attacks, damage, skill, savethrow and ability rolls until I say otherwise.)

Ebryon turns back to Patterton and asks, "Do you know of anyone else that was involved in the attack?"

Airin  d20+1=11
Wednesday May 4th, 2005 10:04:05 AM
Disgusted with the way Ebryon is abusing his powers on Morpth Airin says to Ebryon : " This is not what I expected from a King, my lord. No longer will I witness this."

Then Airin turns around and will move away from the spectacle. "Come Aunt Marigold, Penelopee, Ellis, and all my friends. This is not our king."

Trying not to show her fear (bluff 11) Airin carefully steps away from the center. She knows it's never good to turn your back on a "King" but this one doesn't deserve to be treated like a king. Either someone will stop her, or most likely he will, but she has to get away from here.

OOC : Tomorrow and friday will are two holidays in Belgium. I will most likely be unable to post. If someone would be willing to post for Airin. Thanks a lot ! Sorry I have to ask this again. May is usually a bad month when it comes to holidays ...

Selithe 
Wednesday May 4th, 2005 11:45:15 AM
Selithe sighs and shakes her head as she quickly looks away from the elf's severed head and nods to Airin's comment, "Yes, let us return to the birthing house atleast and see how it is fairing."

Selithe turns and begins walking away, saddened at the blood shed that was spilled. She can't help but think there is a difference between defending yourself and not showing mercy to a fallen enemy or possibly enemy. However maybe this is the barbarian way, she doesn't know though for she never met a barbarian before.

Dwight  d20=8
Wednesday May 4th, 2005 2:54:56 PM
Mortified at the actions of hobbits, elves and a King, Dwight wishes he had run a little slower.

"My lord," he begins hesitantly. "Your justice has been done, may the body be returned to the earth? So his wrongs, can still add beauty to the world, to show that mercy is given to those that have paid there due," Dwight squeaks out.

Dwight will move to the fallen elf, but will not move the body until the King has responded.

Morpth 
Wednesday May 4th, 2005 3:17:13 PM
Morpth will walk to stand alone. He will clean his axe balde if not one calls his attention or requests an action of him, but he does sing an Orcish song of victory/happiness.

After a bit, Morpth will walk over to the severed head, withdrawing a knife, "Scalp" the head for symbolic gesture, not keeping the prize.

Kendry 
Wednesday May 4th, 2005 8:14:00 PM
Kendry gives a somber nod of acknowledgement in Dwight's direction.

"A tree is known by its fruit, Ebyron. My loyalty is to my family and friends, to love, and kindness and truth, to good faith, to discovery - and to those who live lives in harmony with these qualities," Kendry replies in a firm voice, using his bardic training to project so that many around may hear. "Twice I have asked about Lemtrovex. More know him as Alemi. Are you his opponent? If so, you may be king of the fey, but feh- you are no king of mine. And Morpth - whom I met only hours ago - is no friend of mine. I will not be schooled in this ill lesson of blind loyalty at the expense of justice AND mercy. So, will you ask loyal Morpth to behead me, as well? Or find another ignorant lackey to do your dirty work, newborn cuz? You may possess immense power. But power, ill used, brings doom to the wielder, given time enough."

He holds up the owl mask and the wolf mask. "Those who wore these are dead. In their defense, they warned us to leave. But when they tried to burn the tree housing many mothers and newborns, and thus threatened the deaths of many - and your mother, at the time, inside - well, we opposed them, and now, they themselves, are dead. I wept at their deaths, though their attacks were ill-conceived. Kill no more elves today, Ebyron. Enough blood has been shed to fertilize the seeds of your kingdom. Nature and nature's gifts are wondrous, indeed," he concludes, gesturing toward the thriving vegetation. "But what, I wonder, will be the ultimate fruit of your realm? If for my bold words you do not put me to death, then, perhaps, I will live to see the outcome. I hope the forboding shadows in my mind turn to wisps, and genuine good come from your reign."

Perhaps hobbit fearlessness will work Kendry harm. But he has always heard good things about Alemi - Lemtrovex, and is not inclined to back down before someone who, openly or covertly, has plans to oppose the god of healing.

He looks at Morpth with scorn mixed with sorrow.

Patterton  d20+7=8
Wednesday May 4th, 2005 9:46:44 PM
Patty looks at Morpth with sadness but a part of him is perversly mesmorised by the bloody display. Watching the feral Hobbit approach and dispatch the elf without hesitation or remorse was both revolting and amazing. Patty knows Morpth better then any present and his actions(though uncalled for) are indicative of Orcish actions.

"No Ebyron," He says adressing the Fey King with an icey tone,"and if I did I certainly wouldn't tell you! Who do you think you are ordering the death of another no matter what their crime?! You are no King...you are a worm!" Patty storms towards the Satyr, his face turning a deep red as his fury builds. He stops just inches away from the Fey Kings face. "Go on! Strike me down. Prove me right! Or would you have a backwoods simpleton do that for you too?!"

Intimidate (if necessary- just trying to RP here ;)) natural 1

Olo 
Thursday May 5th, 2005 12:09:44 AM
Olo stands over the dead body and watches Morpth calmly walk off to clean his weapon. Then he looks down at the dead, headless body pumping it's lifeblood out over his boots and the holy ground of the druid ring. Morpth's actions, and his eerie calmness while performing them, have left Olo beyond comprehension. Slowly he steps back from expanding pool of blood. So entranced is he that he doesn't even notice Morpth returning for the scalp until it's too late. Olo opens his mouth to shout at the barbarian... but the deed is done before he gets a word out.

Such high hopes I had for this day, he thinks, as he turns again to hear Kendry's words and Patterton's furious outburst. Olo has words of his own he wants to speak, and though not nearly as eloquent as Kendry's he feels they need to be said. Looking at Ebyron, Olo says what needs to be said in a quiet and sad voice, knowing the fey king's keen ears will hear him.

"What you did was wrong."

Where are you going!? (DM Stephen)  d100=73 d100=73 d100=24 d6=3 d6=5 d6=3
Thursday May 5th, 2005 12:45:07 AM
All you can hear is his laughter in response to your statements. Ebyron's laughter calms only after you all attempt to leave. He motions to his loyal subjects in the crowd to block your path. "Ohhh noo ... I gave no permission to leave, my dear young hobbits! And I care not that this elf ordered the attack. There was no way they could have harmed Penelope and I. His life was a test to Morpth's loyalty to me. I must say, he passed with flying colors. That scalping was a nice touch I hadnt expected," he says chuckling. "Orc blood must truly flow through your veins, Morpth! You've earned your place by my side in the coming war."

The Fey King looks at the one named Dwight and responds, "Do with it what you will ... I care not. Nature will claim the body with or without your help."

Ebyron turns to face Kendry after he finishes his statement. "You continue to ramble on about Lemtrovex?! Why! Who is he to you. Alemi as you call him is responsible for the Wold straying from its plotted course. I am much older than Alemi! I knew Alemi when he was just a man ... a human man! And guess what, he was no better or no worse than the lot of them. He was ambitous, selfish and greedy. He was obsessed with power and riches and when he had conquered all the lands his ambitions soon targeted the ancient gods of yore. The fool found a way to turn himself into a dragon and talked all the other dragons to follow him in a war against the heavens. The form was too great for his will to control and he loses his mind, thinking he was a real dragon. He started calling himself Lemtrovex, what a strange name! Truly a sign of someone gone mad. To answer your question, I do hold Alemi responsible for the Wold's current state, but I have no quarrel with him, unless he interferes with my plans. I don't believe he will. He has what he wants ... he's king of the gods! Alemi cares not for anything else. So pray to him all you want ... he's not listening."

A serious expression falls across his face. He begins to shake. "Ummff!!" Again, he begins to convulse for a short moment. He grows another two feet and now stands at 6-ft tall. He looks to be the age of a young adult satyr. His features are strong and chiseled. His horns are now fully formed and black as pitch. The wrap he was wearing is too small for him now and he casts it aside. Several nymph's and a dryad step forward with articles of clothing. A brilliant green mantle is thrown over his shoulders. A jeweled belt straped around his waist. Golden bracers are slid on each forearm and a ring on each hand. One nymph kneels down and anoints his black, cloven hooves with oil. The dryad holds a wooden box. When Ebyron is finished with all the rest, he reaches for the wooden box liken a child for his favorite toy. He opens it and pulls out a small crystaline pumpkin. He holds it up to his face lovingly and gives it a little kiss.

"I forgive you all for your contemptuousness, for now. For your help in delivering me here you've at least earned the right to gaze upon such brilliance. Isnt it beautiful?" Ebyron seems awe struck by it. The crystal pumpkin is truly a sight to behold. The slightest touch of light gives it a rainbow halo. Its beauty is only matched by the power it appears to hold.

The grand druid who had been standing motionless and silently up until now, lifts his head up from his shame to gaze upon it. An expression of horror suddenly falls across his face. Ebyron finally speaks, "Morpth, come stand by me and witness the awesome power of the Jewel of the Vine!"

Kendry 
Thursday May 5th, 2005 3:18:15 AM
The bard in him revels in a different telling of eons past. He will have to sort through what is being said sometime soon.

He observes with wonder the approaching adolescence of Ebryon.

Kendry feels compassion for the grand druid. The one who tried a counter chant, to oppose the song of most.

He grasps lightly the back of Patterton's bicep. "Come, cuz. Whatever befall, tonight will be long remembered. Let us learn what we might learn." He gently pulls him (but won't force the issue should Patty resist), toward the others - Airin, Marigold, Ellis and Penelope. He moves his head to beckon Olo, Selithe, and the one newly arrived. "Twig, is it?"

He looks to gauge the mood and mien of his aunt, sister, cousins and friends. And to see what Ebryon intends with the crystal pumpkin. Morpth - he ought to return to the orcs, Kendry thinks to himself.

Morpth  d20+3=15
Thursday May 5th, 2005 9:21:24 AM
Morpth hearing the request from Ebryon walks over to stand by his King. Morpth wonders what created a crystal pumpkin, but regardless of the creator of the item, his always liked pumpkins as a child.

Standing there, Morpth remembers a youthful moment when his dad & mom helped him grow some pumpkins. "Ah, Pumpkins...."

Morpth standing beside the King, now looks at Patterton wondering why his friend is so upset. He then looks at the comprised party of hobbits. One by one Morpth looks at Olo, Ellis, Penelope, Aunt Marigold, Kendry, Dwight, Airin, and then Selithe. He sees their sorrows, he sees their outrage, mostly he sees their shock. He wonders why they are this way?! Has he not been speaking in Orc for a bit now even before coming here? Didn't they see him for who is is? Did they not notice the Axe? The chain shirt? The lack of other devices that might say, "hey, you! I was once like you...but now I am feral!"

Standing there, wrapped up in the moment, Morpth feels rage well up inside of him. He steps 3 paces towards his former allies, and using his orcish intimidation, shouts at them in Goblin. Highlight to display spoiler: {"That the favored profession of the Hobbits is Rogue. How dare they look upon me and tell me I am doing something wrong. Where were you when my family was wiped out by Orcs? Where were you when I had to fight tooth and nail to survive? Where were the happy, warm and fuzzy hobbit ways, when I had to integrate into the Orc clan for become food? Where was your warm gentle ways when I was forced by Orcs too vile to even describe into plotting against my fellow hobbits , some of them my friends!?!

One day you will see a time when you must choose. I hope you have a big box of warm fuzzies to help you make your decision. I did not! I stand before you a survivor. What are you?!! MAKE YOUR CHOICE!"}

(intimidate=15; skill+4 -1)


Dwight  d20+2=15
Thursday May 5th, 2005 6:55:40 PM
Dwight, recovering from the beheading is again horrified as the head is scalped.

Needing something to put his attention to his mind returns quickly to the task of the torso and head and the implied permission to leave.

"Thank you M' Lord for the opportunity to witness such life changing events. To be part of the beginning of a new age," says Dwight trying not to show fear (bluff-15) as Morph continues to yell in a foreign tongue.

Dwight will, unless stopped, place the head, scalp and mask on the torso. Glancing around to see if any other druid or halfling wishes to help him, Dwight will attempt to drag the body towards the outskirt of the druidic circle intent on burying the dead elf.

As he moves the body, he smiles at Kendry. Trying to lighten the mood and block out the horror, "I like Twigg, but its really Twiggebundler."

Selithe 
Thursday May 5th, 2005 8:49:03 PM
(OOC:Quick question. If someone doesn't know goblin, would Morpth's intimidate even work on them? I mean seems like it looses alittle or all of it's effect if you don't knoe what the person is saying?)

(DM Stephen - I guess it would still be intimidating. You would still understand the tone of his voice and his body language even if you dont know what he's saying.)

Olo 
Thursday May 5th, 2005 11:31:16 PM
Olo fears things are about to go from bad to worse and suddenly wishes he were just about anywhere else but here. Though realizing that Ebyron doesn't intend for them to leave anytime soon, that's exactly what he wants to do.

Penelope and Marigold though... they're probably not in any condition to make a break for it and he won't consider leaving them. With slim hopes, he checks again on the women and tries to assess their condition.

Kendry to Morpth  d20+8=15
Friday May 6th, 2005 2:03:51 AM
In goblin, Kendry replies to Morpth's tirade, "I was here. You were there." And in common, he continues. "Right or wrong do not always depend on time, location, or upbringing. I am sad for what you have suffered. I'll not choose the same first step you have taken tonight. Profuse are the kisses of the enemy. Faithful are the wounds of a friend."

Kendry to D.T. 
Friday May 6th, 2005 2:13:45 AM
"Ah, then that is your father's family name - Twiggebundler, with two g's, as I recall," Kendry replies to Dwight. "Well, then, I missed catching your first name, and your mother's family name. I am Kendry Leafwin Pipewood, of Humble's Ford - and elsewhere, too! Oh, and this is my sister, Selithe Greentree Leafwin Pipewood." Though the words are friendly, and typical of the exchange of family information common among hobbits, this halfling (with wavy auburn hair, a small gap between his two front teeth, prominent cheekbones framing wide-set eyes - hard to tell their color this evening, but better light will tag them as hazel - on a pleasantly symmetrical face) seems somewhat more subdued in carrying forth the meeting ritual, owing to present circumstances.

Patterton 
Friday May 6th, 2005 9:25:47 AM
Patty allows Kendry to lead him away, but his fists remain clenched in fury. Looking at the new arrival, he mumbles a greeting still brooding over recent events. "I'm Patterton Cloverturn Burrows...call me Patty."

He glances over at Morpth as he screams in Goblin, but he does not understand what he is saying. It is obvious that the Barbarian is more then a little upset, however.

(OOC: here's a description of Patty for the benefit of the new guy)

Patty is prehaps the largest Hobbit you've ever seen. His bulky arms are already covered with a few nasty scars and his torso is covered with a breastplate of excellent quality. He has ruddy red hair with thick sideburns and a well trimed goatee.

Selithe  d20+2=14
Friday May 6th, 2005 10:21:59 AM
Selithe watches everyone and still wants to leave. When Morpth steps forward and gives off his little spill in goblin, Selithe for a moment doesn't flinch as she can't understand it but then something clicks and she quickly moves behind her brother Kendry and also behind Patty.

Selithe shivers alittle bit as she wonders if they will have to fight Morpth, he seems quite enraged right now with his words. Selithe crosses her arms around herself, half to look calmer but more noticeable would be the small shiver now and then.

(Check:14, almost wasn't intimidated.)

Patterton  d20+4=22
Friday May 6th, 2005 1:13:00 PM
(OOC: forgot intimidate check...made it with flying colors ;) )

Dwight to Halfling Folk 
Friday May 6th, 2005 2:26:49 PM
Dwight seems pleased to hear formal and polite introductions from some of the hobbits, despite his current task.

"The first name is Dwight, my mother's family name will have to wait until a good meal for it is quite the hobbit tale. "

With that thought Dwight returns to dragging the dead elf.


Airin (by Kim)  d20+6=23
Sunday May 8th, 2005 1:26:46 AM
Well, it seems we are not at liberty, Airin thinks to herself as this old / young upstart deigns to command they remain. About to ask Marigold how she is feeling, the woman's pale face answers for her. How is Ellis viewing his 'progeny'? She glances at him, and gives his hand a squeeze.

Airin does not understand the content of Morpth's tirade, but, having been around Bobbles and heard him chat with Kendry, she recognizes that he is speaking goblin [save vs intimidation 23]. This, this Morpth fellow is showing himself vulgar. He needs to spend more time back with his people - his real people - the hobbits, and learn more proper ways. She shudders at what he just did, and at the thought of what he might be capable, if truly made Ebryon's right hand halfling. What a prospect!

Noticing Selithe herself trembling behind her brother, she puts an arm around her shoulder. "Don't worry, Selithe. We'll be fine. We'll be fine."

OOC Inge : Thanks again Kim for posting !

Introductions (DM Stephen) 
Monday May 9th, 2005 1:01:14 AM
The hobbits try and deal with the horrific events with various discussions among themselves. Efforts to deal with the body are welcomed by most, however they are now still confined to the inner circle. The fey king seems not to be done with them.

Those who observe Morpth during his tirade notice that the color seems to have left his skin. He looks greyer in appearance. His skin is especially darker around his eyes. He appears to be going under a transformation, like the fey king. Or maybe it was always there and only now your able to see it. Even his scars seem more pronounced than before.

Ebyron laughs with delight from all the drama taking place. Quite entertaining indeed. While you all talk amongst yourselves he occupies himself with a drink of wine brought to him from the nymphs. He thanks them all with passionate kisses and carasses. The nymphs answer with their own affections. A display that should've been normally kept in the privacy of a room and not for all to see.

Ellis stays with Penelope, who is beginning to wake from the trama of exhaustion and childbirth. Marigold also looks better. However she stays quiet. Looks to be calculating her next action.

One of the nymphs break from Ebyron's affections and gives Morpth a goblet of wine as well. The barbarian drinks it down. Some of it runs down the front of his armor, not completely making it to his mouth. He casts the goblet aside when he is done. It doesnt appear to better mood. He steps back beside his king and awaits his next instruction.

Airin  d20+6=17
Monday May 9th, 2005 10:34:55 AM
"Morpth ..." Airin stammers, "why ? There are other ways to seek revenge ... slaughtering all who stand before you will not bring your parents back ... " She gazes the Barbarian and feels pitty for him with grief to see him turn to evil. A great addition he could have been for our group.

"So be it ... Goodbye Morpth, may you find what it is you're looking for"

Then Airin turns to the Fey King once again. "What more do you want from us ? Ellis is now without child, you took Morpth away from us, this Elf has been slain ... what more can you take from us ? Is it only death that you bring ? "

She looks upon the crowd around her and tries to see if any feel the same way Airin does. (spot 17). If she finds someone, she will try to get closer to that person.

Dwight 
Monday May 9th, 2005 2:50:58 PM
Wishing the torso was smaller so he could move it by himself, stands to the side watching.

The one called Morph seems to have been friends with the others, but cares not for their friendship now that the king is here, he thinks to himself. Getting ready to speak, Dwight watches the elderly Druid and then begins before his nerve lets out.

"M'Lord, if I may ask. It is obvious you have much power, even so recently after your birth, or rebirth as the tales will say. Do you have the strength to return life as well? I mean no disrespect with this question."

Dwight continues, his palms sweating, "Since your birth, just a short time ago, you have required death as payment for false beliefs, condemned the stewards, and spoke of the creation of hobbits with the idea of perfection. Even the lovely story of our creation was sided with war, vengenance and death. "

More forcefully, "I ask you outright, M'Lord, do you respresent more than death, more than vengenance? Will the only justice during your reign be quick and deadly with no regard to innocence?" Dwight finishes quickly and considers if it would have better to stay quiet.

Selithe 
Monday May 9th, 2005 11:03:01 PM
Selithe moves out from behind Patty and her brother when Morpth backs off and looks to Airin, smiling to her in thanks and whispering before she moves out, "Thanks Airin, wasn't expecting Morpth to turn like this."

Selithe looks to her brother and then at the so called King and his new lacky. Before speaking something that could cause another tirade she looks to her brother again, "Can we go now? I'm tired of standing around and watching all this. I mean, what purpose do we have here if our so called relation clearly doesn't need us for anything...or maybe better said is anything we would want to do."

Patterton 
Monday May 9th, 2005 11:14:26 PM
Patterton looks at the new addition with a hint of admiration. 'This one speaks his mind.' he thinks. He quickly turns his attention to Morpth, however, and casts a withering glare at him.

"Morpth, get over here. You don't belong with that pretender." He looks at the Druids in attendence and raises his voice for all to hear, "None of you do!"

He turns to Kendry and speaks, not bothering to lower his voice as it is obvious that the Few King will hear him anyway. "I say we leave this place, cousin. The savage will follow if he comes to his senses."

Olo 
Monday May 9th, 2005 11:56:44 PM
Olo knows that the fey king doesn't want them to leave yet, and fears that Ebyron's plans might include taking the group captive. Glancing at Ebyron and then at the druids and fey in and around the druid circle, he tries to calculate the odds of one or more of the group making it to the forest if they were to run for it. Trying to escape from druids and fey in a forest of all things would surely be nearly impossible, but then didn't some of the druids look uncomfortable with their new king? Perhaps some would help, or at least not hinder, their escape. In any case, what else could they do?

If Ebyron made a move to take them prisoner, he knew what he had to do. Making sure to stand near the group, Olo prepares himself to call down Wardd's magic if he deems it necissary.

ooc: Olo is now holding an action. If Ebyron gives the order to seize the group, or anyone moves to do so, Olo will cast Obscuring Mist. If his magic isn't countered, he then shouts "RUN!". Hopefully some of the group's sneakier members will be able to escape.

Interuption (DM Stephen) 
Tuesday May 10th, 2005 12:55:35 AM
Ebyron pulls away from the nymph's kiss. Finally, he thinks, they're finally asking the right questions. He's surprised Kendry hasn't chimed in. The know-it-all bard always has something to say and he usually says it right when Im about to ...!

Then Kendry speaks.

Kendry 
Tuesday May 10th, 2005 1:45:42 AM
"Well, sis, when you go to a play, you don't know how the story goes unless you follow the acts, one by one," he says by way of answer. "The opening act isn't quite done, yet. And I think it will be a long story. I don't want to miss this."

He witnesses the transformation of Patty's cousin. One of his daggers he tucks into his sleeve, with the handle resting in the palm of his hand. "Alas, I barely knew you, Morpth. Even less so, now. Any chance you'll reconsider this new instant loyalty, before you become even more like those who killed your parents?" Should Morpth move to strike him, Kendry is prepared to block and/or duck (full defense) - he does not plan to be caught flat-footed before this one... He hopes that his words will have at least a small chance of penetrating the halfling's conscience.

[DM post in progress as Kendry posts]

It just hit the fan! (DM Stephen)  d100=98 d100=78 d100=78 d6=2 d6=2 d20+15=18 d20+18=35 2d6(5+6)+9=20 d20+3=9 d100=44 d100=99 d100=50 d100=68 d100=43 d6=5 d6=6 d6=1 d6=6
Tuesday May 10th, 2005 3:15:12 AM
Everyone wants to leave, especially Selithe and Airin. Olo takes in account that they are completely surrounded by hundreds of druids. Their best chance for escape would be to sprout wings and fly. Dwight stands next to the body of the headless druid. He is completely ignored by the fey king, who has his hands full with two nymphs.

Morpth spits in disgust as the others try and talk him down. "There only one thing orcs respect and that is revenge and death and blood. And I plan to give them what they gave my family. I will NOT be tamed like some weak pathetic farm animal!! The Fey King is right about all of us! Civilization breeds weakness! If my family werent so weak, maybe they could have fought off the orcs! We will never know. But I know I will taste their BLOOD for what they did to me!!!"

"Tsk tsk, my dear Morpth," says Ebyron, "when the time comes, your belly will swell with their blood! Now we have other matters at hand!"

Waving the nymphs away and casting his own goblet aside, the fey king paces back and forth gazing into the crystaline pumpkin. "Yes, there is a reason why I've been keeping you here. Im not yet done with you. I need you all to witness something first. Then you must decide which one of you gets to leave this place alive! To retell this historic event for posterity, of course." He chuckles at how cold his words must sound.

All the druids in ear shot turn to look at each other in confusion. What does he mean by this? Arent there hundreds onlooking this event. The crowds mumble to themselves as they repeat what he had said to the others who didnt hear.

The grand druid shouts out at the satyr. "YOU MONSTER!!" He begins to cast a spell. Druidic words of power ring out and echo across the massive stone columns. A lightning bolt streaks down from the sky and with a piercing explosive "POW" strikes the fey king. Ebyron growls with pain and anger as steam rises off his skin. Amazingly he doesn't appear hurt. With a feral roar, Morpth becomes enrage and charges at the the grand druid with his axe raised in the air. The druid swings his glowing staff at Morpth hitting him with a devestating blow. Morpth proves to be no match for the grand druid and falls unconscious to the floor.

Ebyron holds out the "Jewel of the Vine" and speaks a few ancient words. The crystaline pumpkin comes to life with a bright green glow. Twisted and curling pumpkin vines streak out at lightning speed at the grand druid. They appear to be made up of some kind of energy. They're translucent and look incorporial. They pierce the chest of the grand druid and he instantly begins to convulse violently. He appears to be withering before your very eyes. On the other hand, the Fey King looks even more vital and strong than he has ever been. The grand druid shrieks in pain and falls to his knees. The magical vines continue and stream out and into the crowd. Piercing each druid it touches with a similar effect. Scores of druids begin to turn and run from panic only to feel the vines touch.

For now, Ebyron's attack is solely directed at the druids. One by one, they fall to the embrace of the magical vines. The scene is horrid as pained faces wither into guant lifeless expressions of death. Ebyron laughs hysterically as he becomes drunk with power. "STEWARDSSS, YOU ARE DEAD TO MEEE, MUAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAA!"

(Olo you can let your spell go off if you wish, but the attack is not directed at you and no one made any advances. Everyone is within your movement range except the grand druid and Morpth, unless you run. Only the grand druid is being attacked in the inner circle)

Airin  d20+7=21 d20=5
Tuesday May 10th, 2005 10:13:37 AM
Airin drops to the ground as she sees the Fey King slaughtering the crowd ... how in the Wold will we get out of this alive ?!? I doubt we can outrun Ebryon but there must be another way ... Airin puts her hands in her pockets, and suddenly feels the ring they captured from that Bird lady they downed earlier ...

"should I ... should I not ... should I ... should I not ...it was an evil creature that wore this ring ... what if it is curse ?!? But even if it is, what can be worse than being killed by this satyr ?!? Let's give it a try ! "

In her croutched postion Airin closes her eyes as she slids the ring, previously owned by the bird lady, on her finger. She knows it is madness to put on a magic ring without knowing what it is but you never know it can bring something good to them ...

(appraise to "check" her own abilities = 21 , intelligence check = 5)

Olo  d20+5=23
Tuesday May 10th, 2005 12:06:15 PM
Olo releases his magic in a panic as he sees the druids falling before the might of Ebyron. Maybe he can help them escape, maybe he can escape.

(if the spell goes off...)
"RUN!" Olo himself runs towards where Penelope lay, intent on scooping her up and making his own escape.

(if the spell is blocked...)
Grimacing in frustration, his act one of desperation, Olo charges towards Ebyron while grabbing for his morningstar. Using all of his might, he swings for the crystal pumpkin in the fey king's hands.

OOC:
- I'm assuming that Olo could cast last round, which leaves him will full actions this round. If I'm wrong, he gets as much of the above done as possible.
- Obscuring Mist has 20' radius, duration 2 min.
- The charge (if it occurs) causes Olo to lose his dex mod of +1, adds +2 to attack and initiates AoO, correct?
- Dunno if it's considered a sunder or disarm, but Olo is aiming for the crystal pumpkin in Ebyron's hands. Bonus for charge is added into attack roll, but penalty for a special maneuver isn't.
-

Olo (HP: 19/19, AC 19 w/ Dex, AC 18 w/o Dex)  d6+2=6
Tuesday May 10th, 2005 12:10:53 PM
OOC: Forgot to post some HP/AC/Dmg in my excitement...

ToHit = 23
Dmg = 6

Dwight  d20=20 d6=3
Tuesday May 10th, 2005 12:32:10 PM
A bit taken aback that an attack began so outright and in such mass, Dwight does a backward roll and then is standing with his shortbow in his hand and begins knotting an arrow.

His aim first aim would be toward the hand holding the pumpkin. If Olo is in the way AND Morph appears to be going to stop him, then Dwight will attempt to down Morph instead to allow Olo to keep moving otherwise the king gets it.

Attack roll: 20(natural)+1(point blank)+1(masterwork bow)+4(dex)=26
Damage: 3 (crit x3) = 9

OOC: Hmm, this might be enough to get Morph's attention or the king's. Now is that good?

Dwight(hp: 13/13, AC 14 w/dex, AC 10 w/o) 
Tuesday May 10th, 2005 12:35:42 PM
OOC: Sorry, this is my first combat (?) with Wold. I rolled in my previous message from my actions, but didn't put my vitals as I was following the previous messages as guidance. (They fixed, so now I fixed.) Yeah!

Patterton AC 20 HP 29 
Tuesday May 10th, 2005 6:53:08 PM
Patty grabs his sword and sheild and backs into Selithe, whispering "We've got to get out of here now!" If everyone starts running he will take up the rear. If not, he will stay in front of Selithe to protect her.

Marigold (ac18, hp30)  d100-7=42 d20+8=27 d20+8=21 d8+4=7 d8+4=6
Tuesday May 10th, 2005 7:27:38 PM
In all the chaos, Marigold mutters a few words of power herself (a readied action from the last round). She suddenly grows to twice her height. She's even taller than the Fey King. She then charges at Ebyron, drawing her sword along the way. She slices into the Fey King with a critical blow. "DIE, DIE, YOU FOUL FIEND!!!"

Airin second and illegal ( AC17 ; HP 18/18 ) 
Wednesday May 11th, 2005 2:54:39 AM
(ooc : Everything posten in Airin's first post DOES happen - EXCEPT the appraise ... there's probably no time to do that I fear, yet the ring is now on her finger ... gulp)

Struck with amasement when suddenly all hell breaks loose around her, Airin quickly jumps to her feet and tries to follow Olo.
While she does this, she takes her beloved crossbow.

Kendry (AC 15, HP 11-2=9) Inspire courage: +1 to saves, attacks, damage  d20+8=11
Wednesday May 11th, 2005 3:23:48 AM
So, he, in part, dissembled about whom he considers stewards, thinks the bard to himself of Ebryon as he begins to work his ill-conceived judgment. Shrewd, calculating, wickedly crafty. In a minor key, as his cruel new cousin laughs at the spreading death, Kendry sings this song:
The newborn king of vines and weeds
Unleashed the pumpkin power sowed
So druids, stewards of the seeds
He pierced: From green, red blood now flowed

Oh people, fear King Ebryon
His hand o'er nature bringeth death
This power from some day bygone
Ariseth new, with satyr's breath

Wilt bow the knee? Trust not this lord
Caprice and malice him enfold
Beware when offereth he reward
A baneful darkness shades our Wold

Now mourn the druids' loss of breath
By him who claims it's time to reckon
Nature's wealth he turns to death
Laughter wild, vines lethal beckon

Arise! now heroes, gird your loins
For time has come to show your worth
New class of battle we enjoin
Find you ways to end ill mirth
(Inspire courage. Performance, singing roll d20+8=11. +1 morale bonus to saves vs charm & fear, +1 morale bonus to attack rolls and damage for all allies who can hear Kendry's song. Lasts for 5 rounds after he stops singing - and he has not stopped, yet. Include inspire courage in stats at top until further notice)

Battle with the Fey King, round 1 (DM Stephen)  d100=40 d100=76 d100=21 d6=1 d6=4 d6=4 d100=58 d20+9=20 d8+5=11
Wednesday May 11th, 2005 8:01:53 AM
(for lack of time, quick little post)

From the previous round, Olo fills the area with concealing mist. He and Airin run on over to Penelope. The cleric grabs her up with help from Ellis. Airin prepares her crossbow. However she is unable to see a target.

Margold had become as tall as a half-orc and charged Ebyron. You all hear the Fey King shrill with pain.

Dwight remembers that Morpth was knocked unconscious from the Grand Druids attack just a few seconds before. He is able to roll out and get off a shot before becoming swallowed up by the mist. He knows his arrow strikes the fey king critically. (When you hit a critcal, you roll your damage multiple times, not just multiply the first damage roll.)

Patterton guards Selithe, who in turn does nothing. She is apparently frozen from the shock of what is happening.

Kendry sings his inspiring song to the group. His words fill all your hearts with inspiration, courage that raises your morale. This Fey King is good as dead! He'll wish he wasn't born!!

Ebyron shrieks in pain, from both Marigold's sword and Dwight's arrow. He is also lost in Olo's mist. His attack on the druids is halted for now, because he can no longer see them. He quickly casts a spell that summons a mighty wind. (-2 to ranged attacks from inside the cross wind) It instantly begins to blow away the mist. By the time of the next round the mist will be almost completely gone. Everyone will be able to see.

Most of the surrounding druids appear to still be alive, but it's certain that they can not take much more of Ebyron's attack.

Marigold takes advantage of the opportunity made by the fey kings spell casting to make another strike, which connects for additional damage.

Another set of halfling eyes peer around from one of the great columns of stone of the inner circle. The little hobbit figure has been waiting patiently up until now. With his masterwork quarterstaff at the ready, he finally has a chance to let himself be known.

Airin ( AC17 ; HP 18/18 )  d20+13=32 d20+5=12
Wednesday May 11th, 2005 10:22:40 AM
As Airin feels the strong wind she realises Ebryon will not go peacefully into the night.

She takes cover and hides herself (hide 32) waiting for the fog to clear and Ebryon to appear again ... if he does she quickly releases a bolt.

(hits AC 12)

Dissapointed she sees her bolt miss Ebryon by several inches ... " That's twice in a row I miss ... " Airin thinks in panic.

Patterton AC 20 HP 19  d20+8=26 d6+3=5
Wednesday May 11th, 2005 2:07:17 PM
Patty looks back at Selithe and figures that she will be safe enough in the obscuring mists. Looking at what friends he can see, Pattrton yells, "Let's take him!" and charges the Fey King.

Attack =26
damage= 6 (OOC- forgot to add the +1 dmg in actual roll)

Podo AC18 HP17  d20+1=20 d4+4=8
Wednesday May 11th, 2005 8:42:44 PM
Podo makes himself known by moving towards the Fey King and making an unarmed attack even though he is still holding his quarterstaff!

Podo swings into the Fey King with a blinding swish of his hands hoping to do some major lethal damage(attack=20, dmg=8). Podo will return to a ready stance hoping another opportunity to beat this evil vile critter presents itself.



Dwight (hp: 13/13, Ac 14/14)  d20+6=18 d6=3
Wednesday May 11th, 2005 8:43:55 PM
Dwight reloads his bow and again aims at Ebryon. He waits until he has a clear shot and then fires.

Not sure if any druids or the new observe mean any harm, Dwight continues to focus his attention on Ebryon.

Attack: 18+1(song)-2(wind)-4(firing bow into combat)=13
Dmg: 3 + 1(song) = 4

(OOC: Am I doing this right?)


Olo HP: 19/19, AC: 19  d8+1=6 d20+4=16 d20+3=8
Thursday May 12th, 2005 12:33:02 AM
The mist is failing and no one has run. The brief opportunity for escape was foiled as much by his companions' stout hearts and desire to face this opponent head on as by anything else. If they're commited to the fight, well, then he's commited to the fight.

"Ellis, can you take her? Go! Get Penelope away from here. If we don't return let others know what happened."

Turning, he quickly looks for the head druid that Ebyron dispatched earlier. Is he dead or is he dying? Perhaps he could be an ally yet.

if he's not quite dead...
Olo pulls out his wand as he rushes to the druid. Touching him lightly with the wand, he releases a charge. (Cure Light Wounds, 6 pts)

if he's quite dead...
Olo turns his attention back to his brave companions and the fey king they're fighting. Unhooking his morningstar, he wades into the melee to join his friends. (ToHit=16, Dmg=8)

Battle with King Ebyron, round 2 (DM Stephen)  d20+10=30 d20+10=11 d100=62 d6=6 d20+9=20 3d10(3+5+6)=14 3d10(10+6+3)=19 3d10(10+9+4)=23 3d10(9+2+9)=20 d20+17=23 d20+6=25 d20+6=9 d20+6=20 d20+6=21 d20+6=13 d20+6=25 d20+5=24 d20+5=7 d20+5=7 d20+5=24 d20+4=19 d20+4=19 d6+5=8 d6+5=6 d6+7=13 d6+7=10 d6+7=12
Thursday May 12th, 2005 2:33:38 AM
Airin misses badly with her shot. As the blustery winds begin to blow away the mist, she notices something strange. When the mist blows up against her, the mist seems to be blocked when it gets several inches away from touching her. The mist oddly flows around her body as if being deflected by some kind of invisible force. How odd! You're not sure, but you believe that Ebyron hasn't noticed where you are. You're hidden well and he appears to be occupied at the moment.

Patterton also lets his blade be known by the Fey King. Your cut adds to the Ebyron's cry of pain.

The stranger (Podo) appears to be fighting on the side of the hobbits, him being a hobbit as well. With staff in hand, he comes flying into the satyr with a devestating unarmed strike. Was that cracking sound a bone?!

The cursed wind blows Dwight's arrow away from his target. Of course, the other combatants, in the way, aren't helping you at the moment either.

Marigold keeps her sword stuck into him. "I curse you Ebyron! Curse you with an enfeebled mind, you fool!! You're a Fool!!" Her words are more than just an idle threat or taunt, they mean what they say. Her eyes glow red as a black energy enters the fey king's body. Amazingly Ebyron appears to fail resisting the black magic and his mind becomes cloudy and indecisive.

Olo can see the grand druid still moving. In fact, he lifts his head up from where he lay on the ground and gestures at Ebyron. Another lightning bolt comes streaking down from the heavens and strikes with even greater force now that it's charged by the winds. He appears to take damage from the lightning now. Olo charges in but fails to connect.

Kendry continues to sing his inspiring song. The melody fills your hearts and minds with vigor and confidence. Selithe seems frozen with fright and doesnt do anything, once again.

King Ebyron seems confused. He looks around unable to decide what to do next. His disability allows him to do nothing this round. He takes no action. He still tries to defend himself from your attacks but that's all he can do. The crystaline pumpkin still clutched in his powerful grip.

Many druids, that were attacked by the Jewel of the Vine, try to move and get up from the ground. Some try and crawl off laborously. Those who have the will try to tend to others with healing spells. Some are able to wildshape into animals and try to flee. Many dont move at all! Then there are those who look upon Ebyron with the most bitter hatred. They stumble forward as far as they can and attempt to arm themselves with either weapons or magic. As a result, three more lightning bolts strike Ebyron. He appears to take no damage from two of them. Ebyron's bones glow black through his skin and then fades back to normal. He may have taken damage. His staggering is the only indication. Twelve small balls of flame are sent flying at the king, from many different directions. Only six connect and he takes only slight fire damage.

It appears a war has started!! A thud thud comes from the forest. What could that be?

Patterton  d20+8=15 d6+4=9
Thursday May 12th, 2005 4:14:05 AM
Patty nearly becomes spooked by the displays of lightning and fire, but sets his jaw firmly and shuts out the magical fireworks as best he can. He thrusts in with his sword again, (hoping that he is at the beasts flank with Ebyron's attention hopefully on Marigold) trying to wedge his blade between Ebryon's ribs.

Attack= 15
damage= 9!

Patty's blood is racing and he barely notices the newcomer. There will be time enough for introductions after this problem is dealt with.

Airin ( AC17 ; HP 18/18 )  d20+7=22 d20+6=20 d20+5=23 d6=3
Thursday May 12th, 2005 7:47:02 AM
Airin feels something strange is happening with her since she put on the ring. Standing next to Olo (as both Olo and Airin ran away under cover of the fog previous rounds) she asks him

"Olo, can you see me ? can you try to touch me ? Something strange happens thanks to this ring ..."

Airin is pretty fixed on this ring now ... she makes an appraise check on her abilities now after all. Maybe it can reveal something to her. (appraise 22)

Then she hears something approach them. The sound of animals maybe ? (knowledge nature : 20).

Then she says to Olo : "Olo, things are getting worse ! Somthing is closing in ... Ebryon will not fall soo easily !"

She sees Ebryon still holds that thing in his hand ... it MUST be important for him ...
Airin carefully aims and attempts to shoot at the hand holding the pumpkin (hits AC23 for 3HP). Rather that wanting to hurt Ebryon, Airin wants that pumpkin to fall from his hands ...

(ooc : I don't know exactly what roll I need for this "called" shot)

Podo (AC:18;HP17/17)  d20+2=18 d4+5=8
Thursday May 12th, 2005 9:08:51 AM
While Podo is standing waiting for another great opportunity to strike, Podo notices and feels the effects from a song of inspiration. "There is a Bard in this group!" (Kendry's song spell)

Podo already in a horse stance from the previous maneuver deals another round of unarmed strikes. (Attack=18, Damage=8)

As Podo finishes his maneuver, he hears something off in the forest. He wonders, "What goes 'Thud, Thud'? Druids? Forest? Treant?!?"

Podo has only ever heard about animate trees, he had never seen one. He knows they have something to do with forests and Druids, both are all around him and this great circle of stones.

Dwight (hp 13/13, Ac 14  d20=19 d6=3 d6=3 d6=4
Thursday May 12th, 2005 1:51:06 PM
Realizing that the wind and hand-to-hand combat is too much for Dwight's bow skills, he moves to engage in combat.

Dwight circles around Ebryon, seeking a good flanking/exposed position, Dwight strikes with a jab of his readied dagger

Attack: 20 {19(critical)+1 song}
Damage:10 {3+3critical+4backstab}


Kendry (AC 15, HP 11-2=9, +1 saves vs charm, fear; +1 attack, +1 damage)  d20+5=7
Thursday May 12th, 2005 3:55:22 PM
Kendry continues his singing, encouraging his friends and allies:
Blood cries out for Justice! Justice!
Oppose this self-crowned king of fey
Stand bold, stand strong, heroes of Wold
And fight Ebryon come what may
Meantime, he tosses a tanglefoot bag in Ebryon's direction, but misses utterly (d20+5=7).

Patterton AC 20 HP 19 
Thursday May 12th, 2005 5:11:52 PM
forgot the AC and HP again! D'oh! :)

Selithe-AC:15-HP:11  d20+6=20 d3=2
Thursday May 12th, 2005 9:21:21 PM
(OOC:Sorry everyone for the lack of posts, the one night I fell asleep and yesterday we had a nasty thunder and lightning storm roll through.)

Selithe having been taken back and frightened by what the fey king did stares for many moments, even when the mist first blocks her vision.

After finally gathering her witts back she pulls her sling and readies it. She will take a shot if she sees a clean shot and if she can this round. (Can hit AC:20 Damage:2, forgot Kendry's bonus for his song. So can hit AC:21 and Damage:3)

Olo (HP 19/19, AC 19)  d20+4=10 d20+3=13 d8+3=6
Thursday May 12th, 2005 11:52:00 PM
Olo hears the thumping but is more concerned about what Ebyron may do next. He's seen the fey king's magic and hopes to prevent the satyr from further casting. Olo waits to see what Ebyron will do next before striking his next blow.

OOC: Olo is holding his action. He will stike if Ebyron starts casting or using a spell completion item (hoping to interrupt) or if it becomes clear that he's not going to cast (i.e. attempts a melee attack).

ToHit=10, Dmg=6

Second roll was in error.

Oh my goodness, round 3! (DM Stephen)  d100=94 d100=73 d6=6 d20+9=20 d20=3 d12=1 d100=26 d6=4 d20+14=18 d20+9=29 d20+9=18 d6+5=11 d6+5=9 d10=1 d20+6=20 d6=1 d10=9 d20+6=25 d20+6=8 d20+6=16 d20+6=14 d20+6=12 d20+6=19 d20+6=10 d20+6=24 d20+6=20 d6=5 d6=4 d6=3 d6=1 d10=4 d20+6=9 d20+6=18 d20+6=24 d20+6=17 d6=1 d6=2 d6=5 d10=10 d20+6=22 d20+6=19 d20+6=26 d20+6=17 d20+6=7 d20+6=16 d20+6=25 d20+6=19 d20+6=8 d20+6=22 d20+6=16 d20+6=7 d6=3 d6=1 d6=6 d6=5 d6=2 d6=6 d6=1 d6=4 d10=7 d20+6=24 d20+6=22 d20+6=7 d20+6=17 d20+6=12 d20+6=17 d20+6=18 d6=6 d6=2 d6=2 d6=6 d6=3 d10=10 d20+6=25 d20+6=26 d20+6=23 d20+6=12 d20+6=14 d20+6=7 d20+6=17 d6=3 d6=2 d6=4 d6=6 d10=3 d20+6=20 d20+6=14 d20+6=19 d6=6 d6=6 d10=5 d20+6=14 d20+6=25 d20+6=12 d20+6=24 d20+6=12 d20+6=10 d6=4 d6=2 d100=68 d20=1 d10=8 d8=6 d8=4
Friday May 13th, 2005 12:57:40 AM
Patterton seems to be distracted by the magical onslaught. His sword is deflected by Ebyron's bracers.

With a quick appraisal, Airin determines the simple-looking gold band is worth 10 to 15gp. However, she knows its magic, but not knowing what kind of magical effect the rogue can only guess. It would have to be worth at least several thousand goldpieces. Airin is suddenly distracted by a noise from the woods. It sounds like footsteps and it sounds BIG and heavy! You hear the crunch of vegetation under each step. Its getting close and you know you're about to find out. This realization snaps the rogue back into the fight and she fires her arrow from her hiding place. (You forgot this is a sneak attack opportunity! You do 6 more points of damage.) The arrow hits this time around and Ebyron looks at you from the corner of his eye.
(You can immediately attempt another hide check with a -20 penalty to remain hidden, according to the rules on page 76. Ebyron's spot check is 20, so that's your DC. You'll need roll a nat. 20 to have any chance. Read the Hide Skill, it gives you ideas on what your options are. There are no Called Shot rules in 3.5. The nearest things would be Sunder or Disarm, but they require melee attacks. If I were going to create a Called Shot for this situation, the penalties would have dropped your attack roll below his AC. Let me think of something. Maybe we can make a new Woldian house rule.)


The flash of lightning maybe broke his concentration or was it the quickness of Ebyron, but Podo thinks he missed this time. But he does hit to his surprise. But like all the other attacks on the king, he doesnt appear to take all the damage. As soon as he thinks of treants, one emerges from the forest!! (Nice guess.)
(Why are you only giving your unarmed strike a +2 modifier? Shouldn't it be +6, according to your ability modifers and weapon finesse. +4Dex, +1BAB, +1size modifier = +6. Lower it +4 and get off two attacks with Flurry of Blows. You would have hit otherwise.)


Dwight pulls out his dagger and moves in for a sneak attack. He hits with a critically threatening stab but is unable to hit any vital areas. He only does minimal damage like all the rest.
(When you rolled a critical threat [19] with your dagger, which is 19-20/x2, you need to follow that up with a second attack roll. If you hit a second time, then you made a critical hit.)


Kendry continues to sing his song. He pulls out a tanglefoot bag but it is wildly thrown and splats on the floor, behind and to the right of the Fey King.

Selithe finally falls out of her daze and sends a bullet to Ebyron with her sling. The bullet hits his head soundly and bounces off. He should have taken damage but he doesnt. It does succeed to add to his aggrivation though!

Olo readies an action to disrupt Ebyron's spellcasting. He waits for his time to strike, when or if the king begins to start casting.

The Grand Druid speaks a few druidic words and touches his chest. He suddenly looks almost completely healed. He stands up from the ground and prepares to cast again.

Ebyron shouts into the air to all that will obey, "DEFEND YOUR KING!!!" (Rolled a 26%, his acts this round). Ebyron feels things are getting a bit crowded around him. He lashes out with a series of his own bludgeoning attacks. He headbutts Patterton with his black ram-like horns (Hit AC 18, miss) and then slams Marigold with is his free hand (Hit AC 29 crit threat, Hit AC 18 critical. 20 damage). She stumbles back and appears dazed and stunned from the attack!

Suddenly scores and scores of sprites come buzzing in from all around. Wave after wave attack, armed with tiny longbows or spears.

Sprite attacks on party:
One attacks Kendry. 1 Hit. Damage: 0.
Nine attack Patterton. 4 hits. Damage: 3.
Four attack Airin. 3 hits. Damage: 2.
Ten attack Podo. 8 hits. Damage: 9.
Two attack Selithe. 2 hits. Damage: 2.
Five attack Dwight. 2 hits, 1 crit. Damage: 4.
Three attack Olo. 2 hits. Damage: 6.
Five attack Marigold. 2 hits. Damage: 1.


Hundreds and hundreds of sprites attack the druids as well. Several druids are finished off after taking massive damage from the kings previous attack.

The sprites avoid attacking the Grand Druid, Ellis and Penelope. They seem to fear harming them.

Two huge treants break into the clearing. They seem set on attacking the druids. They wave their branch-like arms combined with words of power spoken from deep voices. Eighteen more trees suddenly animate and uproot themselves. Most of the druids pause in shock. Then they focus their attacks on them. Columns of swirling flame explode all around the treants. Eight of them catch on fire, but they continue to advance. Magical acorns are thrown by several druids and explode with tremendous concusive force. Branches, leaves and splinters of wood fly in every direction. Five of the trees fall. Lightning and balls of flame continue to pound them as well, with devestating affect.

If that wasnt enough, all the animals begin to growl, churp and howl. Even the fuzzy little rabbits and squirrls! They begin to charge on the druids. Many are ravaged and pulled to the ground. Wolves, bears, boars and other larger animals are doing a lion's share of the damage. Several druids defend themselves by blocking the animals advance with walls of thorns that spring up magically from the ground. Most of the druid circle is now surrounded by a thick, thorny briar wall. Animals shriek and yelp in prickly pain. Other animals are held by entangled plants (like the spell used on you all back at the Whistler Oak).

Its total chaos! Its like the wrath of nature itself has converged on the Druid Circle.

Airin ( AC17 ; HP 18/18 )  d20+13=24
Friday May 13th, 2005 7:03:26 AM
Airin calls out to her friends : "FOR CRYING OUT LOUD ! THIS IS BEYOND OUR POWER !!! GET OUT OF THERE QUICK !!!"

Airin moves backwards, away from the battle, away from the treants that are closing in ... this is not their battle to win ... a tactical retreat isn't defeat. We can win this another day.

Hopefully her friends heard her, and consider retreat the safest option as well. Then she carefully hides herself among the bushes.

(hide : 24 )

Podo {Ac 18 / HP 17-9=8  d20+6=17 d20+6=11 d4+2=5 d4+2=5
Friday May 13th, 2005 8:56:05 AM
As Podo moans from the attacks by various sprites, he crys out to Domi to help his servant against this saytr and the total injustices being dealt against scores of Druids.

Shaking off the pain, Podo engages another attack on the Fey King. This time in puts his Quarterstaff to good use with a flurry of Blows attack. (+6, according to your ability modifers and weapon finesse. +4Dex, +1BAB, +1size modifier = +6. Lower it +4 and get off two attacks with Flurry of Blows. +1 to attack & damage from Kendry's song & +1 to attack from the Masterwork quarterstaff)
(Attack = 17 & 11, Damage= 5 & 5)

After executing the fluid flurry of blows against the king, Podo ends back in a Ready stance awaiting the saytr's next action, ignoring his own wounds.

Patterton  d20+8=28 d20+8=11 d6+4=9
Friday May 13th, 2005 1:42:20 PM
Upon hearing Airin's cry for retreat Patterton nearly heads her advice, but spying the brave Monk's stubbern refusal to run he realizes he can't leave him to be struck down...plus Marigold is stunned.

Patterton bears his teeth and swings at Ebyron.

Attack: Natural 20!!!!! woo hoo! no critical though...curses.

dmg: 9 again

Dwight (hp 9/13, ac 14)  d20=19 d20=17 d6=4 d6=5
Friday May 13th, 2005 8:18:17 PM
Dwight lunches forward again with his dagger aiming for the hand holding the pumpkin or anything else that will truly bring pain to the king, ideally more pain than the sprites just did to him.

Attack 20 (19 (crit)+1 song)
(I think its a critical? Second roll was a 17, do I roll anything else)

Damage: 9

(DM Stephen - You did great. Just go ahead and add the +1 morale bonus from the bard's song when you roll, d20+1. The +1 bonus applies to damage too. So roll 1d6+1.)

Kendry (AC 15, HP 11-2=9, +1 Saves vs fear, charm; +1 attack; +1 damage)  d20+5=22
Friday May 13th, 2005 11:11:11 PM
Kendry changes his song, addressing Ebryon directly, and tosses a second tanglefoot bag (ranged touch attack d20+5=22) at the reborn king, this time with greater accuracy.
This special bag is just for you
As you stick it to others,
So you'll be stuck, too
Slow and consider, shouldst kill thy brothers?
He hopes that Ebryon will reconsider his actions - but is not holding his breath.

Selithe-AC:15-HP:9/11 
Saturday May 14th, 2005 1:13:21 AM
Selithe winces when she is hit by the danged arrows and begins to fall back, specially when she notices her sling stone does nothing to the Fey King.

Selithe looks to the others and hopes they make it out also. She frowns when she realizes she has little to no spells that could help her friends for sure.

Whoops!! Round 4 (DM Stephen)  d100=41 d100=59 d20+14=15 d20+10=24 d100=65 d100=88 d20+3=12 d6-3=0 d6-3=2 d6-3=1 d6-3=2 d6-3=1 d6-3=2 d6-3=0 d20+6=25 d20+6=23 d20+6=24 d6=6 d6=1 d6=3 d20+6=13 d20+6=12 d20+6=26 d20+6=10 d6=5 d20+6=7 d20+6=7 d20+6=13 d20+6=14 d6=6 d20=20 d10=5 d10=5 d6=4
Saturday May 14th, 2005 5:55:36 PM
Airin is shouting for everyone to retreat. She finds refuge behind one of the standing stones. Yet everyone else fights on. The young rogue is peppered with splinters of wood from an exploding tree, the result of a druid's fireseed. The little wood pieces are deflected away from your body by an invisible force, much like the mist. (Your Armor Class now has a Deflection Bonus of +1.)

Podo's quarterstaff is a blur of motion. Unfortunately the sacrifice of accuracy in order to get off both attacks allows the halfling to miss both times.

Patterton slices into Ebyron. The Fey King takes half the damage. Ebyron is beginning to look concerned. He realizes maybe he should have killed the hobbits first, and then turn on the unsuspecting druids. But his arrogance wanted to show off. He realizes he's underestimated the little ones.

Dwight stabs at Ebyron with his dagger. It strikes the back of his hand. The pain is exquisite and Ebyron fumbles with the crystal pumpkin. It begins to fall and the usually nimble fingers of a satyr would have easily caught it with his other hand ... but to his great surprise, HE MISSED!!
Explaination: You didnt critical on your attack. The second roll wasnt high enough to beat his AC. And your Disarm attempt wasnt successful either, Ebyron beat your roll big time. BUT you had such a good roll, a natural 19, I allowed Ebyron to fumble with it and have a chance to catch it before it fell. A chance the Fey King wouldnt have had if your disarm was successful. All Ebyron needed to do to catch the crystal with the other hand was roll a 2 or better. Which is only a slight chance. To roll a natural 1 always fails, and that is exactly what I rolled. Lucky dog! Way to go!!
The crystaline pumpkin hits the stone floor and bounces a little as it rolls away from Ebyron. The Fey King's expression changes to a combination of shock and fear. His precious crystal pumpkin! He shouts out a long stream of sylvan curses. Words so foul that it almost makes your ears bleed!

Before Ebyron can scramble to reclaim his most prized possession, Kendry hits him with a bag of alchemical goo. The satyr quickly becomes tangled in the hardening ooze. However, the satyr retains his nimbleness this time and isnt stuck to the floor. However, his movement is greatly diminished. (His AC is now 17)

Selithe seems to heed Airin's call for retreat. She feels that she's unaffective in this fight. However, Selithe sees the crystal pumpkin roll away from Ebyron, and he appears quite determined to get it back!

Marigold remains stunned this round. She stumbles back a few more steps and tries not to fall.

The Grand Druid waves his hands in a circular motion up in the air. He speaks a few words in druidic. He now appears to have command of the winds. He whips the winds into a frenzy and with one gesture of his hand, he sends forth a gale blast of wind that grabs hold of the flying sprites. A large majority of the sprites are violently and uncontrolably swept away in winds. Those sprites caught in the wind are violently thrown to the ground either killing them or knocking them unconscious. The strong winds are above ground level and the party remains in a calm breeze. (No more -2 penalty to ranged attacks, unless you fire up into the sky and your shot will be completely deflected.)

King Ebyron, in a quagmire of goo, tries to rush forward past Patterton and Olo to get his precious crystal pumpkin. He grunts and curses as he struggles against the two hobbits and the hardening alchemical entanglements. (Both Patterton and Olo get attacks of opportunity against Ebyron. You two also need to beat his Strength check of 12 to push him back. So roll strength checks.)

Low flying sprites who avoided the winds and continue their attack. They throw their spears and shoot arrows from their tiny bows. These sprites are low to the ground and within 20-ft of each of you.

Two sprites attack Selithe. Two Hit, Damage: 3.
One sprite attacks Airin from her hiding place. Missed.
Two sprites attack Patterton. One hit. Damage: 2.
One sprite attacks Olo. Missed.
Two sprites attack Podo. Both Missed.
One sprite attacks Dwight. One Hit. Damage: 3.
The battle rages on with the druids. Animated trees slam into the druids front line with thier branches. Several druids are sent flying from their blows. Another barrage of fire, lightning and concussive acorn explosions assault the invading trees. Five more trees fall to the attacks. The two treants continue to animate more. Five more trees uproot themselves. Many druids begin to summon the help of the elements themselves. From torches lit all around come forth fire elementals. They find great delight in the prospect of burning anything, especially these trees. Several of the huge stone columns break apart and form arms and legs. Including the one Airin is hiding behind. She is pelted by small falling pieces of stone from the transition. She takes only 2 points of damage. The huge earth elementals lumber off, easily breaking the hold of the vines that have grown up around them over the centuries. Airin may find the experience fascinating and unnerving.

Patterton AC 20 HP 14/19  d20+3=5
Saturday May 14th, 2005 6:10:24 PM
Patterton tries to hold back the goo-covered Fey King. Thrusting his sheild into Ebyron's chest, Patterton grunts and plants his feet only to be disapointed as his boots slide on the moss covered ground. He can't seem to get the footing to hold him back. Hopefully Olo will be able to help.

Strength check=5 miserable!

Patty yells over his shoulder to Selithe, "Grab it and run!"

(DM Stephen - do you have any hero points so you can reroll?)

Podo (AC 18 & HP 8/17)  d2=1 d20+8=9 d4=1
Sunday May 15th, 2005 12:13:10 AM
Podo looks at his hands and then his staff wondering why he missed. Thinking to himself, "Oh well, at a time like this, I'm just better off going for the sure thing. I should just beat him with the stick!"

Podo moves in to attack the somewhat goo covered & entangled King. (Hit AC:9 . Damage: 1)
It appears that the prescence of the goo has caused Podo some grief. "For the love of Domi, I missed!" "How can I miss a thing covered in goop!?!" In pain and filled with disbelief, Podo will try to assist the hobbits to retrieve the crystal pumpkin next round instead of engaging.

Patterton AC 20 HP 14/19  d20+3=23
Sunday May 15th, 2005 2:20:34 AM
Using a hero point to reroll.

blam! A perfect 20! Patty slams his shield into the beast and(let's hope)blasts the creature backwards after catching a dry patch of earth his boots.


Selithe-AC:15-HP:6/11  d20+2=19
Sunday May 15th, 2005 6:47:35 PM
Selithe rushes to grab the crystal pumpkin before the fey King.

If she reaches it and as long as it doesn't hurt her when she grabs it up she glares at the Fey King and yells at the top of her lungs and with all the might she can muster, <intimidate, untrained:19> "Call off your dang sprites now Fey King and stop attacking NOW! or I swear to all that is holy this pumpkin is going to the nearest druid here who is helping us and sees your evil."

Selithe glares at the Fey King with all the anger she can muster and grips the pumpkin, "I can always try breaking the crystal thing also or maybe try using it myself. Now DO IT!" Selithe is clearly steaming at very upset along with injured, tiny arrows stick out of her which she is very unhappy about. Selithe visibly shakes with her rage and anger and her eyes have narrowed to slits, for those who have never seen her anger or her evil like side, they are showing a key example of it now. (OOC:I say evil because Selithe does have a wild/evil like streak, remember she was in jail for awhile.)

Airin ( AC17 +1deflection bonus ; HP 14/18 )  d20+11=23 d20+5=21 d6=4 d20+13=30
Sunday May 15th, 2005 7:04:05 PM
Airin jumps up when the rock in front of her chages shape and turns into an elementale ...
as all these elementals seem to pick on Ebryons helpers, and Airin is not at all his helper, she hopes this elemental will not fight her ...

Instead of hitting it right away she backs up quietly, finger on the trigger to release the bolt should the elemental engage her after all ...

(move silently 23)

readied attack : hits AC21 for 4HP

If it doesn't come after her Airin will hide again, hoping her friends realise this becomes way too dangerous for them !!! Yet she watches the pumpkin in anticipation ... "DESTROY IT" she screams in her head ... hoping those close to it will hear her.

(hide 30)

Olo (HP 13/19, AC 19)  d20+4=17 d6+2=5 d20+2=7 d20+2=4 d20+4=8 d8+1=8
Sunday May 15th, 2005 9:51:41 PM
Olo sees his opening has Ebyron tries to push past and takes a swipe with his morningstar (AoO: Hit 17, Dmg 6). Then he braces to push the fey king back as the satyr strains to get past. Olo's feet slip though, and he can't find leverage to stop him (Str checks 7 and 4. Used Luck domain ability to reroll).

Olo wants to stop and heal his comrades but knows that he has to keep the pumpkin from Ebyron at all costs, nothing is more important right now. Spinning on his heels, he dives for pumpkin, hoping to get to it first (diving for pumpkin, dunno what to roll. ToHit = 8).

ooc: bad bad bad rolls. blech.
if diving for the pumpkin isn't an option. Olo heals Selithe with wand of cure light wounds (8 hp).


Kendry  d20+5=18
Monday May 16th, 2005 3:00:01 AM
Hmmm - that worked. Let's try it again. Kendry throws another tanglefoot bag at the megalomaniacal incipient tyrant cousin - after first stepping between his sister and the satyr. [d20+5=18 - tanglefoot bag]

He continues his singing, using open throat singing, rich with overtones.

End our Torment! (DM Stephen)  d20+10=18 d100=90 d100=67 d6=1 d6=1 d20=1 d20+4=23 d100=100 d100=23
Tuesday May 17th, 2005 12:50:33 AM
Patterton thrusts his shield into the chest of Ebyron. At first his feet slide against the stone floor as he pushes against the frantic Fey King. Luckily the young warrior gains a firm footing and pushes Ebyron backwards. A feat of strength that catches the king off guard. He falls backwards onto his back and slides across the floor. Coming to rest ten feet away.

With Ebyron flat on his back, Podo is able to hit the prone fey, even with such a wild swing. However, he doesnt appear to take any damage. It does add to the king's aggrivation though.

Selithe runs over and scoops up the crystaline pumpkin. She shouts her damands with authority (Intimidate is usable by anyone, even untrained). Ebyron looks on with an expression of pure horror. The king doesnt need to give the command, the sprites in view of Selithe halt their attack on their own. They too look on in shock! The Jewel of the Vine feel immensely powerful in Selithe's hands. Its quite seductive to the touch for someone familiar with magic. Its vibrations flow throughout her body. The sensation is beyond anything you have felt before. So much power in your hands ... so ancient. What mysteries it must hold!! Suddenly it begins to feel very hot, but not enough to burn your hands. Those looking on see Selithe lit up with a green aura. Her hair stands up on end. Suddenly Selithe (and only Selithe) begins to hear a legion of voices. Countless languages, but oddly enough, she can understand them. They cry out, Highlight to display spoiler: {"Release ussss ... set us free ... liberate usss ... give usss oour rrest ... freedomm, give usss freedoommm ... end our torment ... the painnn, the PAINNN!!!"}

Airin is startled by the stone column suddenly coming to life. It pays her absolutely no mind. It walks off toward the treants to join the battle. She quickly hides again and shouts out, "DESTROY ITT!!" Everyone can hear it easily.

Olo slams Ebyron with his morningstar. He even appears to take some damage. His attempt to push him back isnt necessary. Patterton had enough strength for them both. He looks back and is relieved to see Selithe with the pumpkin. He taps her with his wand and heals her completely.

Kendry adds insult to injury with another tagglefoot bag. Ebyron can no longer avoid being splattered with the alchemical goo. He struggles against it as he lay stuck to the floor!

Ebryon is frozen in hardening goo with a horrified expression of not knowing what to do. Marigold's curse kicks in and he finds himself unable to act.

Marigold recovers from being stunned. The 6'5" tall halfling spots a large piece of stone easily weighing several hundred pounds. She picks it up with relative ease. With a grunt, she raises it over her head and readies to slam it down on Ebyron's head.

The Grand Druid seems shocked by the turn of events. These young halflings appear to have bested the High Lord King of Fey!!!

The battle between the druids and the treants has taken a dramatic turn. The elementals seem to be doing the trick. Trees burn in a blaze of fire, only to be smashed by the stony limbs of the earth elementals. Combined with continued lightning and fire, the treants fall. Before the last treant explodes into a cloud of splinters and twisted wood, a dryad leaps out from inside. Her eyes are filled with tears as she watches her tree die. She too also begins to wither and fall to the ground follow her tree's passing.

Patterton AC20 HP 14/19 
Tuesday May 17th, 2005 3:19:20 AM
Patterton stands over the Fey King, his face crimson with rage. Flooring Ebryon has really gotten his blood pumping and it is only with a monumental effort that he restrains himself from ramming his sword into the beasts heart. Instead he pulls a sprite spear from his forearm with his teeth and spits it onto the ground in disdain. He does cover Ebryon with his sword, however.

He then looks at Marigold and shakes his head. "Not yet, Auntie..er...Captain. He needs to explain his actions to the good folk of Hovel. At the very least to these Druids he wronged. Executions can wait untill we have some answers."

Then he notices what is happening with Selithe and jaw drops. A deep sense of worry creeps over Patterton, but he soon realizes that there is little he can do. Selithe is a wizard and if anyone in the party can figure out what is happening with the strange globe, it's her. Keeping his sword at the Fey King's throat he splits his attention between him and the events unfolding with Selithe.

Podo (AC:17 & HP: 8/17) 
Tuesday May 17th, 2005 8:58:05 AM
Podo seeing his target laying prone on the ground covered in goop with a sword at its throat and another chainmailed Halfling standing over it with a large stone raised above her head as if to smash it makes him realize that there is no more need to attack the Enemy. Podo instead removes the various tiny weapons sticking out of himself. And ready's himself just in case he should find himself in another shirmish.

Looking over as the halfling that has recovered the crystal pumpkin, he is amazed that his is awash in a green outline!

Looking around he tries to take the whole scene in. He looks in an attempt to see if all the halflings are alive and in need of assistance. He also mentions that whatever clerics there maybe in the halfling party might want to help out the injured druids pointing out that not everyone here attacked us and they may need our help.


Airin ( AC18 ; HP 14/18 )  d20+6=18 d20+8=14 d20+13=26 d20+5=11
Tuesday May 17th, 2005 10:36:52 AM
Airin feels a bit silly for not having really participated in all this and trying to tell everyone to retreat. Her friends handled this situation excellent. Yet, the war still rages, and Airin is not keen to get in between the druids, treants, elementals ... it's just not her stuff to rush headlong into such a battle.

She keeps her distance from the battle front (and her friends) and keeps checking everything surrounding her. She does ready her crossbow though. Should anything approach either of her friends from behind, she WILL fire to protect.

(spot 18 ; listen 14 ; hide 26)
(readied action : Hit AC11)

Then she sees Selithe holding the pumkpin ... seems she's drunk with power right now !
"Selithe ! Be carefull" airin thinks "This is no power to mess with ..."


Dwight 
Tuesday May 17th, 2005 3:57:46 PM
Amazed at how the battle has turned with the dropping of the small pumpkin and grateful for not being in hand-to-hand combat any longer, Dwight turns his attention to the Grand Druid.

Slightly out of breathe, but ready to fight again if necesary, " Grandmaster, much is occurring beyond our knowledge. You seemed to have predicted such a distaster, can you explain what Ebryon truly represents. Evil? Destruction? Revenge?"

Dwight, not fully knowledgeable about magic, allows the others to deal with the potential dangers of handling the artifact. Dwight wants answers and feels the Grandmaster has them.



Selithe-AC:15-HP:6/11 
Tuesday May 17th, 2005 7:01:23 PM
(OOC:Sorry for not waiting for a reply on my private note to you Stephen but I didn't want to miss a post on accident.)

Selithe holds the crystal pumpkin and feels the power flow through her, she feels the power and for a moment the part of her that enjoys gambling, enjoys all the nastier things in life snaps. Selithe breaks into a grin and her eyes roll with thunderclouds as she laighs, "Ohhh the power I feel....I feel like I'm stronger then even my master was....so many people I could pay back for things...guards for throwing me in jail...people who thought I couldn't make it as a wizardess..."

Selithe's mind suddenly snaps back as the voices come to her mind and words that her teacher said come also "Selithe, a magic user knows his or her limits. They have a certain level of power that they can grow to and at their own pace." Selithe also remembers what her mentor gambler taught her in prison "Gambling is easy but if your not happy with yourself without the money or prestige you win in the game then you'll never be happy with it. The same goes for power."

Selithe looks to the crystal pumpkin and closes her eyes and tries speaking to the orb through her mind or maybe just to herself no matter, "I want to release all of you...I do not know if trying to break you will work but I will try." Selithe glance at the ground since she stands on a stone floor and lifts the crystal pumpkin up and slams it to the floor with all her strength.

Afterwards and inless she is stopped some how she casts a spell she had been holding on to in hopes to help destroy the pumpkin. <burning hands aimed at the crystal pumpkin> She calls out as she does all this, starting with the slamming of the crystal pumpkin on the stone floor, "NO! I will gain my own power, on my own and with my friends too....release the spirits within this!"

Kendry 
Tuesday May 17th, 2005 10:32:17 PM
"For all your purported age, son of Ellis and Penelope, have you not learned that mercy bears richer fruits than strict justice?" Kendry asks the prone king. "And that humility goes before honor?"

He then turns as his sister starts to sound as if she is going off the deep end. He places a pair of crystaline goggles over his eyes, to see whether his vision of the green glow surrounding her is altered by passage through the lenses.

Kendry uses mage hand to gain control of the pumpkin, should Selithe's attempt to smash it fail, and bring it into his own hand. If it does break into pieces... what might that unleash?

Olo  d20+6=24 d8+1=8
Tuesday May 17th, 2005 11:32:59 PM
Olo glances quickly between Marigold and Podo trying to determine who's most in need of healing (Heal check 24 to determine who's at lowest % of health). Picking a target from between the two, he quickly steps up and taps them with his wand (Cure Light Wounds = 8hp, 47 charges now remaining).

As he does so, he hears Selithe's outburst and attempt to destroy the pumpkin. Olo's very concerned, but hopes... no... prays she knows what she's doing.

If Selithe breaks the pumpkin...
Olo steps up to guard against any attempt by Ebyron to stand or cast. Any such attempt will bring the business end of his morningstar back into play.

If Selithe doesn't break the pumpkin...
Olo steps up to guard whomever currently possesses the pumpkin. He knows it's an object of incredible power, and refuses to let it fall back into the hands of Ebyron or one of his minions. If the holder attempts to destroy it, so be it, he will not interfere. If someone attempts to take it from them, he will be there to prevent the attempt from succeeding.

I love the smell of napalm in the morning! (DM Stephen)  d100=47 d100=22 d100=4 d6=2 d6=3 d6=1 d20=4 d20=11 d20=6 d100=73
Wednesday May 18th, 2005 12:54:49 AM
Patterton holds back his fury and keeps his sword drawn on the fallen King. Podo also holds off his attack. He spends his time plucking tiny arrows from his body and taking in the scene. Patterton's request to Marigold is received before she smashes the rock down on Ebyron's head. She casts rock aside, but she does decide to put her foot on his neck in order to hold him down.

Airin remains back from the action in her hiding place. She keeps a constant eye open for possible dangers. Though in parts of the battlefield, her vision is obstructed by billowy smoke from the fires that burn dead trees. From behind the walls of thorn, the sounds of crazied animals seem to lessen. They must be leaving or dead!

Dwight asks for explainations from the Grand Druid. He responds, "Don't let your guard down, young halfling. This isnt over. As long as Ebyron remains in the Wold, we are all in great danger. The Fey King doesnt believe in balance. It's obvious, from what he's said, that he wishes to choke out all civilization by empowering nature. In essence, returning the Wold to its most primal state before the noble races walked the land. See how his mere presence has begun this change already!!"

Selithe fights with her inner demons while in the pumpkin's possession. The temptation to harness the artifacts power is far too great to fathom. However, memories of her master's teachings keeps her from succumbing to its power. Selithe slams the crystaline pumpkin to the stone floor. It shatters with an explosion of force that ripples outward in all directions. (All but Selithe must make a Reflex save DC 16 to keep from being knocked to the ground.) Countless ghostly spirits fly upward from the shards in a wild wave of swirls and turns. Selithe becomes lifted up by them. They fly around and through her much like a tornado. Selithe seems to be filled with ecstasy while in their embrace. Their voices sound like moans and cries to everyone else but they sound completely different to her. They speak to Selithe in a collective voice, Highlight to display spoiler: {"Dear Selithe, thank you for setting us free. We have been trapped within this prison for millenia. You, you have allowed us our greatest desire ... rest, eternal rest! We wish we could give you powers unimaginable, but you are not yet ready for such a gift. However we can give you a choice of a power that will help you along in your journey of the arcane. You must choose what we will bestow: Powers of Divinity or the Universe? You choose!"}

Kendry makes his remarks to the fallen king. All he does is scream, "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!" when the crystaline pumpkin is smashed. Testing the auras strength through his googles, the green aura seems to not be affected by his filter of smokey glass. Its radiance is as bright and vibrant with or without them.

Olo looks around and easily decides that Podo is the most injured. A tap from his wand almost heals Podo's body completely. (Podo: 8 points of healing). To Olo's dismay, he doesn't get his wish to give Ebyron another rap from the business end of his morningstar. The curse put on him by Marigold continues to make him inactive.

The surrounding area appears to be calming. The druids are victorious, but at a great cost. A mere forty or so remain while the rest lay strewn across the druid circle in lifeless heaps. There were hundreds before!! Smoke and fire is all that remains, but even that is being quenched with druid magic cast by the survivors.

Patterton AC 20 HP 14/19  d20+3=6 d20+6=8
Wednesday May 18th, 2005 2:47:42 AM
Patterton looks up from the defeated Fey King just in time to see the globe shatter and a wave of force sweep over him. Caught by suprise, the young warrior is lifted straight off of his feet and comes crashing down onto the ground a few feet away from Ebyron. (reflex save=6)

Scrambling to regain his feet, Patty moves to regain his post threatening Ebyron. He is so intent on ensuring that the satyr doesn't escape that he barely has time to notice Selithe being lifted up into the air. As she doesn't appear to be in any danger from these spirits, Patty focuses all his attention on Ebyron. If he makes a move to flee Patty will leap on his back and try to tackle him to the ground.

Attack/grapple= 8

Podo (AC:17 & HP: 16/17)  d20+8=13
Wednesday May 18th, 2005 9:13:50 AM
While waiting, a young halfling approaches him with a small wand and taps him on the shoulder. Podo immediately begins to feel healing energy wash over him. He flexes feeling better. Podo thanks him for his kind deed. "Thank you for that act of kindness, young Halfling. I'm Podo, Monk of Domi. And who might you be?"

Watching with interest, Podo takes in the scene as the young wizard attempts to deliberatly smash the crystal orb. While watching the orb smash into many pieces on the ground, a brief realization crosses his mind that he should take cover as a wave of energy emanating from the contact point rapidly outwards sweeps across the land forcing him to use all his skills to avoid being knocked to the ground with the rest of the debris! (Reflex +8 = 13). Unfortunately, the sweeping winds proved too much for young Podo, and he's knocked over. " Where'd these winds come from...Eyaaaa!". Podo does his best to keep from being a leaf in a thunderstorm.

As soon as he can, he will stand up getting into a defensive ready position taking the Grand Druid's suggestion that both The Wold and especially this small group of survivors are in grave danger whist the saytr lives.

Although he is not by nature a healer, Podo is struck with awe at the devastation this newborn saytr has caused here. He is emotional moved by an overwhelming desire to help the fallen. He asked what the young healer might be able to do for the fallen here.

Airin ( AC18 ; HP 14/18 )  d20+6=11 d20+8=16
Wednesday May 18th, 2005 11:10:04 AM
With red cheeks of embarassement Airin exits her hiding place ... seems she worried too much. The Fey King has been conquered ! By little, young halflings. Airin is damn proud of this group and she feels honored she can be part of it.

She come a bit closer to the rest, and tries to keep an eye out for more trouble.

(spot 11 ; listen 16)

She kindly greets the new one that just arived. "Greetings Podo, my name is Airin Moondancer Turnbell. Usually I'm not this scared, but I'm not soo keen about mass fights. I prefere the sneaky in and out surprising our foes."

(Podo, for your intrest, Airin is a Rogue 1 / druid 1. High on hiding, move silently and things alike. Experienced in the crossbow, and she preferes to keep a battle at a distant. She's rather paranoid :-D )

Selithe 
Wednesday May 18th, 2005 8:51:53 PM
Selithe feels the rush of the swirling souls around her and how they lift her off the ground. Her mind swirls with wonder almost as fast as the spirits move and questions flow through her mind just as quickly. The questions ranging to how the spirits got in the pumpkin for sure and such. The questions however are muted out when she hears the voice speak to her and she smiles as she whispers back into the air, "Your welcome spirits, I hope your long awaited rest is peaceful."

Selithe thinks over what is offered her and for a moment a tiny bit of fear seeps into her as she wonders if the spirits hint that she may not ever be ready for such power. However after many moments of thinking she whispers, "I choose Universe spirits however my friends also helped you by freeing you from the Fey King's grasp....if you could do something to help them to I would be greatful."

Dwight 
Wednesday May 18th, 2005 9:02:56 PM
Dwight switches weapons. His dagger is sheathed and his shortbow is readied in case the danger the Grandmaster suggests materializes.

"Grandmaster, what would you suggest we do? Driving a dagger into his chest seems fitting while at the same time evil and excessive."

As Dwight talks he glances with his eyes and bow towards both Ebryon and Morph prepared to shoot if either should move.

Olo  d20+2=12
Wednesday May 18th, 2005 11:39:40 PM
Not quite getting a chance to respond to Podo, Olo gets thrown from his feet for the second time today as force expelled by the shattered pumpkin knocks him prone. He quickly scrambles to his feet again and takes up a guard position over Ebyeron, fully expecting some trick from the fey king.

Looking over to the surviving druids in quick glances, he speaks to his fellow halflings. "I want to see what I can do to help the injured, but I need you to promise you won't let him back up or let him cast. Tie him up or something."

Olo waits for some kind of acknowledgement before he moves away to take up other duties.

Kendry  d20+6=13
Thursday May 19th, 2005 12:34:13 AM
Kendry is knocked backwards by the force of the explosion, and ends up on his buns next to Ebryon. Since he's on the ground, anyway, he pulls a coil of rope off the side of his knapsack. He makes a loop, places it over the head of the King of the Fey, and cinches it up to almost snug, then completes the knot. He does not want to choke him, but he does feel a need to maintain control. "Sorry for this indignity. You've shown your ability to dissemble, and have taken many souls already today. This is minor compared to the woes you have unleashed. So, for the moment, consider yourself leashed."

He catches his sister floating up in the air with the corner of his eye. His concerns are somewhat allayed when he hears what she says.

Oh No! (DM Stephen)  d100=34 d6=6 d100=14 d100=91 d100=66 d6=1 d6=6 d6=1
Thursday May 19th, 2005 12:46:09 AM
(sorry, I fell asleep last night before I got to my post. This is a short and sweet morning post)

Everyone is thrown to the ground from the wave of force that eminated from the broken shards. (Those who didnt attempt a Reflex save automatically fail.)

Those who fell back in the vicinity of Ebyron all of a sudden feel wet. You fell into a large puddle of water! To your shock, Ebyron is no longer there, only the hardened alchemical goo remains!!

Dwight's question to the grand druid is met with silence as the he also gets up from the ground. He looks on in shock that Ebyron is not there! "I SAID THAT WE'RE ALL STILL IN DANGER!! DONT LET YOUR GUARD DOWN!!"

The spirits say to Selithe, Highlight to display spoiler: {"This gift is meant for you ... and you choose Universe." You feel an energy enter your body! "It is done."} Selithe then floats back down to the ground. The aura fades and you see the crystaline pumpkin is nothing but three shards that still have a faint glow. The spirits continue to fly around the party.

The puddle of water then begins to move away from the group to a spot not occupied. It amasses into a larger lump of swirling and rippling water. (Patterton, Marigold, Dwight, Kendry, Podo and Olo are allowed attacks of opportunity.)

Patterton AC 20 HP 14/19  d20+7=9 d6+3=7 d20+7=11 d6+3=4
Thursday May 19th, 2005 10:26:17 AM
Patterton scrambles to his feet and swings his sword at the animated puddle of water, unsure of exactly how effective a blade will be against it. "Oh no you don't!"

Attack of opportunity= 9
damage(just for kicks)=7

He then takes his normal attack at the Fey King, hoping to keep it busy while some of the more agile members of the party move to block his escape(if that's their plan).

Attack= 11
damage= 4

Dwight  d20+2=16 d6=5 d20+1=14 d6=5 d20+2=11 d6=3 d20+6=20
Thursday May 19th, 2005 11:28:04 AM
Dwight stands quickly and lets the arrow fly into the water mass.

Attack: 16 (14 + 6 ranged, -4 friends)
Dmg: 5

Dwight quickly reloads his bow and fires again

Attack: 11
Dmg : 3

<i>If I can't do an attack of opportunity with a bow, then with a dagger

Attack 14 (13+1 racial)
Dmg: 5

Afterwards, Dwight tumbles out of the way (tumble 20) </i>



Kendry (AC 15, HP 11-2=9. +1 to saves vs charm, fear; +1 to attack, damage)  d20+5=19
Thursday May 19th, 2005 11:37:17 AM
From satyr to water, eh? The halfling opens a side pocket on his knapsack, and withdraws a rectangular block of soap, which weighs about a pound. He tosses the soap into the mass of water. (Ranged touch attack, AC 19)

Airin ( AC18 ; HP 14/18 )  d20+5=22 d6=5 d6=6 d20+13=15 d20+8=15 d20+6=25
Thursday May 19th, 2005 11:42:03 AM
Watching the Water Elemental (?) rise from the pool and noticing all her friends standing soo close around of it, Airin finally finds back her wits. She makes sure to have a clear line of fire (avoiding firing on her friends sounds pretty logically) and releases a bolt.

(hits AC23 for 6HP - 7HP sneak damage should this apply) (adjusted to Kendry's song)

She makes a tactical move close to some plants or trees (that are not burning) where she can take cover and constantly tries to find any possible danger.

(hide 15 ; listen 15 ; spot 25)

DM Stephen ooc. 
Thursday May 19th, 2005 6:57:57 PM
(I will be late with the dm post. going to see Star Wars tonight at 10pm, wont be getting home until 1:30am. Im willing to bet I wont be in the mood.)

Podo (AC:18 & HP: 16/17)  d20+6=13 d4=3 d20+7=14 d4=4
Thursday May 19th, 2005 8:01:03 PM
Podo being aware that the Satyr has changed forms and is possibly no made of water, swings his Qstaff trying to disperse it into many directions. Podo swings at the water column for his attack of opportunity; (Att=14; using Masterwork Qstaff & Dmg= 3). Seeing this pass through the column of water, he tries again;(Att=14; Dmg=4).

After attacking the water column,Podo lands back in a ready position. He has practiced this move of attack and back into a ready position so many times he could do it in his sleep!

He silently prays to his Lord Domi for guidance in this most troubling of times.

Olo (HP 13/19, AC 19)  d20+3=18 d6+2=3 d20+3=19 d6+2=8
Thursday May 19th, 2005 11:48:17 PM
Olo catches on to what's happening when the puddle starts to move. Quickly, without thinking, he smashes his morningstar down into the puddle hoping to have some effect (AoO: tohit 18, dmg 3) but misses for the most part.

With a look of determination on his face he shifts the grip on his weapon and takes another swing. This time his morningstar smashes down into the middle of the coalescing liquid (standard attack: tohit 19, dmg 8)

ooc: I'm assuming bard song is no longer in effect. If I'm wrong, add the +1 bonus to above rolls.

Kim/Kendry - yes, bard song is still in effect for next 4 rounds 
Friday May 20th, 2005 4:19:44 AM
OOC: It is only one round since Kendry's song stopped. Four more rounds of benefit remain (+1 save vs charm & fear, +1 on attack rolls, +1 on damage rolls from bardic inspire courage).

Patterton(Ryan) 
Friday May 20th, 2005 5:53:24 AM
in that case Patty's attacks and damage should run as follows...

aoo: 10
dmg: 8

attack: 12
dmg: 5

Oh boy! (DM Stephen)  d100=12 d100=18 d100=35 d6=6 d6=2 d6=5
Saturday May 21st, 2005 4:36:36 PM
Everyone gets in their attacks and take evasive manuevers. You're not sure if your attacks do damage. Your weapons slap into the water creating splashes that spray in all directions. Kendry's soap is hits the swirl and is cast aside. The spirits fade from sight.

The elemental mass draws more water to its volume from the pools that surrounds the alter. Suddenly the stone floor errupts underneath the watery fey king with earth and fire. The combination of fire and water creates a cloud of steam that billow outward in all directions. The ground shakes sending several druids to the ground. (Reflex save DC 12 or fall to the ground, no damage.)

The steam cloud swirls around in a blustery wind that also surround the transformed king. Suddenly a head emerges from the top of the steam cloud, some 20-ft in the air. The cloud quickly evaporates revealing a monster of gargantuan porportions. It looks like Ebyron but his body consists of molten rock and earth. A great fire burns from within, a red glow beams from his gaping mouth and from around his eyes. Water streams down his earthen body like sweat. Hot steam rises from the hotter spots. "AAUUGGGHHH!" roars the giant-sized Ebyron. You all feel is hot wet breath sting your bodies. "YOU ... YOU PEONS!! YOU THINK YOU CAN BEST THE KING OF FEY?! YOU SMASH MY JEWEL, NOW I SMA ..."
Ebyron is suddenly interupted with the cries from Penelope. "What's happening ... the pain! There's another!!" She grabs at her belly.

A smile forms across Ebyron's face. "OH ... DID I FAIL TO MENTION. IT APPEARS I HAVE A TWIN SISTER!! HA HAA HAAAHAHAHAHA!"

The Grand Druid steps forward between you all and the elemental monstrosity. With a tear on his cheek, he darts a look back at you all. "Gather her up and you all get out of here ... RUN!!" The elderly druid turns back to Ebyron and says, "I will take care of this Fey King!" Ebyron grimaces very menacingly at the Grand Druid. "Did you not hear me ... IF YOU WISH TO LIVE ... RUUNN!!" The druids staff begins to glow with natural power. He waves it threateningly at the giant elemental Ebyron.

Most of the druids, in the outer circle, make a run for it without a second thought. They dismiss the thorny walls that surround the great druid circle.

Kendry 
Monday May 23rd, 2005 2:15:23 AM
Kendry scoops up two of the three pumpkin shards and a piece of broken rock. One of the shards he tosses to the grand druid, one he pockets, and the rock he tosses in one of the four pools of water. The third shard is out of his reach. He hopes perhaps one of his companions will get it.

(DM Stephen - The three shards, from the crystal pumpkin, are no longer there. I wonder what happened to them. No one seems to know?!!)

Patterton 
Monday May 23rd, 2005 9:31:48 AM
Patty nods to the Grand Druid, keeping the elderly man's gaze for the briefest of moments. He has no doubt that the man is sacrificing himself to save the others in attendance and he hopes that the look he gives him expresses the level of admiration and respect he feel for him.

He then spins on his heel and hoofs it over to Penelope and gathers her up in his arms as carefully as he can. "Sorry, ma'am...we need to flee for your sake and your childs. Please hold on. Olo!" Patterton begins running through the woods, doing his best to protect the poor pregnant hobbit in his arms from the the tree branches by knocking them out of the way with his shoulders and head when necessary. He hopes that Olo will make his way over to him to help calm Penelope.

Podo 
Monday May 23rd, 2005 9:55:49 AM
Podo heeds the advice given by the grand druid and runs to save the mother. He heads in the direction of the one called Patterton. Seeing how Patterton has scooped up the Halfling woman, he does his best to watch the fleeing group taking a defense position with respect to this group. He will follow and protect them until the stop.

Ryan OOC: 
Monday May 23rd, 2005 10:33:26 AM
Sorry for the OOC folks, but I recieved an email from Justin(who plays Selithe for the benefit of the new guys)and he said that his comp is fried. I'm not sure how long it will be untill he gets back online on a regular basis. Just an FYI. :)

Dwight  d20=18
Monday May 23rd, 2005 12:39:31 PM
Shaked, but not fallen Dwight watches as others begin to disperse. Agreeing with those leaving, Dwight begins to make way in the direction others are leaving.


Airin ( AC18 ; HP 14/18 ) 
Monday May 23rd, 2005 6:23:41 PM
As the ground starts to shake, Airin has no trouble to remain standing. She gawes with disbilieve as she witnesses the reappearance of the once slain Fey King.

Airin doesn't needs much encouragement from the grand druid. She spurs to others not to hesitate and to get the hell out of there. Still she looks at the others hoping they will follow. The she turns around and runs with the other druids. The best location to run to she thinks is probably the old Oak where they came from. No need to get lost in the Culverwoods now right.

"Stay together friends !! These are treacherous woods ! To the old Oak tree !!!"

Selithe (Inge Posting) 
Monday May 23rd, 2005 6:54:17 PM
ooc Inge : Stephen, Justin won't be here for a long time anymore. Can we please take Selithe running with us ? I suppose we'll soon be returning to town. Maybe we can leave Selithe there till Justin returns ... please ? Thanks. In case we can I will make a minimum post for Selithe.

Selithe appears to be a little struck with amasement from the shape changing elemental. Having hears the wise words of the Grand Druid and the advice from Airin to stay close together and run, Selithe runs along with her friends. Best to stay all together right ...

Kendry 
Monday May 23rd, 2005 6:54:47 PM
"Luck be with you!" Kendry shouts to the grand druid. He goes to assist Ellis with Peeps, taking her back the way they came. "Patty, help us out here." He holds his arms out just behind her, and, if Patty helps by grasping his forearms, forms with his left arm and Patterton's right a seat, and his right arm and Patty's left the back of an 'armchair' to carry her back. "Doubletime!" he suggests, beginning a hasty carriage of his cousin and yet one more cousin to be.

Olo  d20+2=6
Monday May 23rd, 2005 11:58:29 PM
Once again, and for the third time today, Olo is thrown off balance and tumbles to the ground.

Gritting his teeth in frustration, Olo scrambles to his feet. Abandoning the fight with Ebyron, he runs to help carry Penelope out of danger.

ooc: sorry for short post, mucho mucho work tonight.

Shaken (DM Stephen)  d100=23 d100=31 d100=49 d20+32=48 8d6(3+1+5+3+1+6+1+3)+24=47 10d8(3+6+4+5+5+6+4+7+4+3)=47 d100=89 d6=2 d6=1 d6=5 d20+13=16 d20+18=33 d20+10=30 d6=2 d6=2 d12=3 d100=7 d100=63 d6=6
Tuesday May 24th, 2005 12:57:41 AM
Everyone takes the grand druid's advice. Everyone turns and runs as fast as their feet can carry them. Patterton, Kendry and Podo help Ellis with his wife Penelope, who seems to be feeling labor pains again. She is aware of what is happening and doesn't struggle as she is scooped up. The enlarged Marigold takes up the rear. She prepares to pick up any stragglers.

The elemental Ebyron proves to all that he was only caught off guard, he wasn't anywhere near slain. He breathes fire down on the druid. The flames appear to do no harm as they wash over him. The Grand Druid stands his ground against the giant as he continues to cast his magic. Ebyron slams his great horns down on him with deadly accuracy, but they hit what seems to be an invisible barrier. The strike is felt by all as it shakes the earth under your feet. The elderly druid continues to cast. Ebyron knows what barrier this be. Since he is alive, he wont be able to pass through the barrier, but nonliving most certainly will. The fey king reaches over and grabs one of the stone pillars that make up the druid circle. He slowly raises 30 ton rock above his head, preparing to smash it down on the druid. Suddenly the Grand Druid finishes his spell and taps the ground. The earth suddenly begins to rumble and quake violently. Ebyron struggles to maintain his balance while holding all that tonnage. "NO ...NOOOOOO!!" yells the Fey King. He comes crashing down with the large stone, becoming pinned underneath it. It doesnt finish him off. He rolls the huge stone off himself only to be met by the druid flinging himself onto him. The Grand Druid hacks his magical scimitar into the elemental beast. Ebyron slams his fists into him. The druid goes limp, but the Fey King's troubles arent over. The earthquake gains in strength and they're both in the epicenter. The earth cracks open with huge fissures all around them. Ebyron tries to change form, but for some reason the scimitar stuck into him wont allow him to change. Suddenly the ground beneath them collapses and they both swallowed into the earth. The quake sends many of the outer pillars over and you all barely make it past them before becoming like the squished goblins you found in your last adventure. (Everyone make a Reflex DC 14 to keep from falling, again.)

You all disappear into the woods on the flowered path left by the sprites. The same one you all came in on. Those who look back at this point notice the earth closing back up where the Fey King and the Grand Druid fell. Like the mouth of a great beast finishing its dinner. The once great druid circle is left in ruins. Many survivors that ran with you usher you all to continue going. Penelope cries out with labor pains again. You all round a bend in the path and find yourselves staring at the Whistler Oak in the distance.

(Inge, if you don't mind, could you continue playing Selithe until we get to a good closing point. Which is soon.)

Inge : Sure, could you send me Selithes Char Sheet ? Didn't roll reflex saves and all for her ... Could be helpfull :-)

Kendry - forgotten reflex save (made it)  d20+5=17
Tuesday May 24th, 2005 2:36:45 AM
Kendry did not fall to the ground from the earth's shaking.

Podo  d20+8=11
Tuesday May 24th, 2005 10:48:24 AM
Podo falls to the ground due to an extra large dose of shaking ground. "Dang! This rumbling has got me falling again! My legs feel like grass blades!"

Podo picks himself up and runs to catch up with the group helping the pregnant mother. Once he catches up to the group, he will do whatever is necessary to assure a successful birth of the next child. Thinking to himself, "Hmm, perhaps I should scout ahead to assure this goes smoothly." Podo announces to the group carrying the mother that he will scout ahead since he is light on his feet; to assure there are no obstacles in our way.

After annoucing will scout ahead, He grabs his quarterstaff securely and runs off ahead of the group fully prepare to fend off whatever lies ahead of them.

Airin  d20+7=21 d20+6=21
Tuesday May 24th, 2005 11:22:08 AM
Once again the ground quakes under her running feet. Still the nimble halfling has no trouble to keep running. She doesn't look back ... there's no time to loose.

(reflex : 21)

When they come close to the Old Oak, Airin will run up to the two elves that died earlier. If they are still there, Airin will take a quick look at their belongings and pick up whatever looks interesting. With all the hustle going on the other druids may not pay attention to Airin as she quickly browses through the belongings of both Elves. Weapons, rings, rods, anything small she can quikcly pick up she will take.

(spot : 21)

Then quickly she probably enters the Old Oak once again ?

Selithe (Inge posting)  d20=19
Tuesday May 24th, 2005 11:26:43 AM
Selithe runs along with the rest as they try to reach a safe place as soon as possible.
As the ground starts to quake again, she also stays on her feet.

(reflec : 19 - WITHOUT her ref bonus as I haven't gt her sheet)

As they get near the Old Oak she notices Airin going over the belongings of the fallen Elf druids. She gives Airin a look of dissagreement. "Airin ... this is neither the time to pick dead bodies not the place ! You should not do that ..."

Selithe runs up to the door of the Old Oak and angrily waits for Airin to stop checking out the dead druids. She sighs heavily when they manage to enter the oak at last.

Patterton  d20+3=7 d20+3=7
Tuesday May 24th, 2005 2:23:18 PM
Patty stumbles as the ground shakes again and pitches backwards onto the ground(reflex 7 OOC: accidently hit the button again). He clutches onto Penelope tightly and breaks her fall with his body.

"Oh my! I am so sorry Penelope! I'm going to boost you up now...we've got to get to the Oak." Patty lifts the pregnant halfling into Kendry's arms(provided he makes his reflex save)and scrambles to his feet before once again helping to carry her away fom danger.

Kendry  d20+6=20
Tuesday May 24th, 2005 2:37:54 PM
[OOC Note to Inge: Kendry earlier had done roughly what Airin is now trying - and cast a detect magic on their assembled items. If anything showed magic, Kendry has it. At the time of the post, our DM did not mention anything he may have found - but he was rather busy at the time. Also, he asked those left behind at the Oak cover & take care of their bodies, so Airin may not know where they are at the moment. (Did Kendry find anything magical from his earlier look, Stephen?) See post:
Kendry, on this strange night
Sunday April 24th, 2005 10:55:06 PM
...and you will note:
Despite the devastation he feels, the practical industriousness instilled by his ever-diligent mother moves him to look over the fallen two, and look for any identifying items. He quickly looks over the multiplicity of weapons that the one who wore the wolf mast has. He pulls the other next to his body, so the two lie side by side, and detects magic on the two, setting aside any items that show magic. He takes the two masks with him.

He goes to those who helped put out the fire. "Cover these two with blankets. We must see to their burial, at some meet time. Pray, pray tonight, for protection, and for wisdom. I must go."]

Kendry keeps his feet with the next shaking of the ground [d20+6=20].

"Podo! Long time, no see, cuz," Kendry says to the monk as he comes to see how those carrying Penelope are doing. "We'll have to catch each other up soon."

Then, as they come to the Whistler Oak, Kendry calls out. "Midwife! Hurry. Penelope has another child." He thought to add, 'A halfling this time, I hope,' but decided such words might be troubling to Peeps, so bites his tongue. He assists as he might, or gets out of the way if that seems best.

After she is attended to, Kendry asks someone who does not seem quite as busy if there might be some salve available to help take care of a burn wound. Now that things are a bit more calm [are they?], the burning that the little ball of fire did to his hand comes to the forefront of his attention. [Took 2 hp fire damage earlier.]

He turns towards his sister, and places a hand on her shoulder. He looks into her eyes with concern and brotherly affection. "Now, Selithe, would be a good time for you to tell me what in the Wold happened to you after you broke the crystal pumpkin. You seemed to be hearing something, and talking to someone. What's up with that?"

He also adds a bit later, asking those about him who were at the secret place, "Oh - also - I was going to pick up the three shards of the broken sphere, but they seemed to disappear. Does anyone know where they got to?"

Justin Webber 
Tuesday May 24th, 2005 11:52:57 PM
Sorry for posting this here Stephen and you can delete this if you like later.

I'm some what back everyone. I say somewhat because I'm on a old dinosaur of a computer that took some time to get the right downloads on to make it load up everything. My computer got fried last week which some of you might of heard about. We won't be getting a new computer for about 4 months or so, till then I'm stuck with this computer. Problem is when my computer got fried I lost EVERYTHING so if anyone can, please send me a copy of Selithe's charactersheet. I hope someone out there has one so I don't have to remake it. Also Stephen can you let me know what the gift was Selithe was granted please.

Missed you all and it is so wonderful to be back, even if this computer is old and slow!

Olo  d20+2=16
Wednesday May 25th, 2005 1:02:19 AM
This time Olo manages to keep his feet as the earth shakes and rolls. As the earth swallows Ebyron and the druid, Olo hesitates for a moment. He wants to go back to help, but what could he possibly do? No... he has to stay with his friends and Penelope. At least he might be able to help her.

Dwight  d20=5
Wednesday May 25th, 2005 7:10:39 AM
Dwight trips over a root as the earth shakes and falls to the ground. As quickly as he can, he gathers himself back onto his feet and continues to follow the others.



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