Why burn a wyvern? Better to stab it.

[Ebiris]

[18:01] <Kotono> > By dawn the raptorian's fever has gone down a bit. The worst of the poison looks to have passed. He's still out as a vigil is kept over him. He's not still anymore, stirring in his sleep. In broken Elven he utters as he begins to thrash on the bed, "Above above above! Dragon above!"
[18:01] <Kotono> * Feather winces.
[18:01] <Kotono> <Gildas> "Was he fighting with others...?" He wonders, trying to gently restrain him so he doesn't fall out.
[18:01] <Kotono> <Porridge> "Never saw anything in the sky after he fell down here," Porridge says.
[18:01] <Kotono> > He's strong, taking several seconds to pin down. He slowly stills.
[18:01] <Kotono> > "He might have fought it and gotten away
[18:01] <Kotono> > OOC: Gah.
[18:01] <Kotono> > "He might have fought it and gotten away?" Eltia yawns right after saying that, "Made his escape."
[18:01] <Kotono> <Gildas> "Hylath will have an interesting time with the song about this one..." He lets out a breath. "We'll just have to find out the story when he wakes up..."
[18:02] <Kotono> OOC: Going to pass time until the raptorian awakens?
[18:03] <Gildas> OOC: That sounds like a good plan. We could go check on the kobolds since they had mentioned something, maybe?
[18:03] <@Porridge> OOC: may as well do whatever work needs done. Kobolds can wait until we hear this guy's story
[18:03] <Kotono> OOC: One for kobolds first and one to let 'em wait. Feather, what's your take?
[18:04] <Feather> OOC: Despite the link, let's wait to hear from him if he's doing better
[18:05] <Kotono> OOC: Okay then, 2-1 for waiting. We'll go with that.
[18:05] <Kotono> The morning passes by. Most of it's gone before Em comes to the tavern-in-progress. "Y'all, Ma said the guest is waking up!" she shouts, sticking her head in the half-finished doorframe.
[18:08] <@Porridge> "Lets take a break, find out about this wyvern of his?" Porridge suggests, putting down his tools and heading after Em into the house.
[18:08] <Gildas> "Indeed." He follows after, curious to hear this story.
[18:09] <Kotono> The party heads on in. As you go Em follows along, arms swinging back and forth. "Say," she says, "So it's true that feather people live up in the treetops?"
[18:10] <Feather> "Yeah. Went there once to visit!"
[18:10] <@Porridge> "Yep, visited one of their towns a while back," Porridge says, looking up as he recalls. "One of 'em taunted us for not being able to fly, so we climbed up to show him it didn't matter. They were nice folks, though."
[18:10] <Kotono> "Huh. Say, tell Ma that Pa needed me for awhile, would you?" she says, making a U-turn and heading back outside as the rest of the party heads inside.
[18:13] * @Porridge watches her go for a moment, wondering what that was about, but shrugging it off as unimportant he'll do like she asks.
[18:13] <Kotono> Thus you go up! You find the Missus sitting at the bedside of the raptorian. She's currently helping him drink water, slowly tilting it back so he can drink. "Slowly now," she chides, "Nice and slow. There you go," she speaks in Elven, keeping her words bright, cheerful and at a slow pace. Almost like talking to a child.
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[18:15] <@Porridge> Hanging back so as not to crowd him, Porridge just waits until the raptoran looks up to talking. Em's whereabouts probably aren't much of a concern to her mother right now anyway.
[18:16] * Gildas stays quiet and will just watch for now!
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[18:19] <Kotono> After a long drink the raptorian looks over to the others. "You save me?" he says in slow Elven. He has an odd accent, lilting and drawing his vowels out.
[18:20] <Feather> "Yes," Feather responds, trying to keep things simple himself. "What attacked you?"
[18:22] <Kotono> "Dragon. Dragon above." The raptorian points up, "Dragon above!" His arm quickly drops back down, The Missus leaning over him and bracing his shoulders. It's just int ime, since he starts to writhe and thrash, "DRAGON ABOVE!" Tears come from him as he struggles weakly, in vain even against the Missus.
[18:23] * Feather moves over to help her hold him down. "You lost it, I reckon. No dragons chased you here, okay?"
[18:24] * Gildas winces a bit at his outburst with a frown.
[18:26] <Kotono> His struggles turn to tears, "Brother...gone. Dead. Dead." For a few moments the raptorian weeps silently before, "Father, dead. Dragon above. Father tell Eldrale to look up!"
[18:27] <Feather> Giving the Missus a helpless look, Feather leaves the part about consoling the crying raptorian to her.
[18:29] <Kotono> "Shh." A short period of murmured comforts and slowly the raptorian is calmed down. She returns that look with an understanding smile, and once done she says, "I think his name is Eldrale." She speaks in Common now, "I'm afraid there's at least a language barrier involved. He can manage some Elven but the poor dear's not good with it."
[18:30] <Feather> "Yeah, I figured that part, at least," Feather admits quietly. "Don't suppose you got any magic to get past that, Gildas?"
[18:30] <@Porridge> "Maybe we could go back to that raptoran village, see if we can find anyone who knows him, or a translator?" Porridge suggests.
[18:30] <Gildas> "Hmm..." He looks down, thinking.
[18:32] <Feather> "Not that comfortable leaving just now," Feather admits. "Maybe something will chase after him a bit later. And there's Myann to consider, too. Hey, if not you, Gildas, maybe that woman, with the flute?"
[18:33] <@Porridge> "Eltia," Porridge reminds them.
[18:33] <Gildas> "Yes, I think she might know." He nods to Feather.
[18:34] <Kotono> "She's downstairs fixing up some lunch for us all," The Missus replies, "Could you go fetch her?"
[18:34] <Feather> "Thanks. Don't think we've been properly introduced, but I'll keep remembering it from now on." At the prompting, he nods. "Sure thing, let me go and do that."
[18:35] <Gildas> "I could go fly to ask our panther friend if you wanted. They might have an idea about this." He suggests, just to keep the idea out there.
[18:37] <Kotono> Going downstairs, Feather finds Eltia in front of a giant pot of soup. She's stirring it with an oversized wooden spoon. She smothers a yawn, her back mostly to you as you approach. In Sylvan she utters, "Such bullshit."
[18:39] <Feather> "Miss Eltia?" Feather catches her attention, speaking Common.
[18:41] <Kotono> "Ah?" Turning as she keeps stirring the pot, "Good morning...or is it afternoon?" With a smile and another yawn, covered with her free hand, "Don't you hate getting woken up in the middle of the night?"
[18:42] <Feather> "Happens more often than you'd think," Feather says ruefully. "Though shouldn't expect it while sleeping in a proper bed indoors, I'll give you that."
[18:44] <Kotono> "Yeah," Turning around fully, "Lunch'll be done in a half hour. Vegetable soup, bread and some leftovers."
[18:45] <Feather> "Great. I'll let everyone know," Feather promises, before deciding to get to the reason he came to seek her out. "Miss Eltia, the raptorian's awake now. But it seems he only speaks a bit of Elven, and we can't rightly communicate with him. Do you have some magic that could help with that? Or, well, know the language, I suppose?"
[18:46] <Kotono> This gets a blink, "I didn't tell you I could do magic, did I?" She meets Feather's eyes, lips creasing into a slow frown.
[18:49] * Feather raises his hands disarmingly. "Meant nothing bad 'bout it, Miss Eltia. These are dangerous woods, who better to know that than people like us who travel through them? To go alone you need some skill with a blade or magic, oftentimes both."
[18:50] <Kotono> "Might be." Eltia relents a little bit, "Fine. Stay here and stir this for me?" she asks.
[18:50] <Feather> "Could do," Feather agrees, not pointing out that her reaction all but confirms his guess.
[18:51] <Kotono> With that Eltia heads upstairs. She joins the other two and the Missus, giving them a short nod. She speaks to the raptorian. It sounds more like a bird's song than real speech. Slowly your injured guest replies, the two going back and forth a few times with twittering, trilling speech.
[18:53] <Kotono> The Missus steps back and listens to it, "How do you...?" The question dies half formed as she listen.s
[18:54] * @Porridge just mills around and looks out the window, waiting for the summary.
[18:54] * Gildas raises an eyebrow. This all but confirms a suspicion of his.
[18:56] <Kotono> A few more exchanges go before Eltia shakes her head. She then speaks in Common after turning away from the raptorian. "Your problem isn't a problem of language. He's addle-minded. Imagine an older child with speech difficulties. He says a dragon ambushed his family. He was supposed to be on guard and missed it, or something like that."
[18:57] <Gildas> "Could it be from the poison, I wonder?" He frowns. "Can he tell us where they were attacked? We should probably go investigate it, lest whatever it was show up here..."
[18:57] <@Porridge> "Ohhh," Porridge nods in understanding. "Sorry we had to bother you, then. I guess we'll need to check with that raptoran village, find who knows him?"
[18:58] <Kotono> OOC: Make a Heal check real quick, Gildas?
[18:58] <Gildas> roll 1d20+13
[18:58] * Hatbot --> "Gildas rolls 1d20+13 and gets 31." [1d20=18]
[18:59] <Kotono> "Up to all of you," she says, "Good hunting. Myself, I have somewhere to be soon and need to get going tomorrow." Meanwhile, Gildas knows that wyvern poison normally doesn't cause brain damage, but in such extreme doses it could damage any and all parts of the body. It's a miracle he's alive, after all.
[19:00] <Gildas> He nods to Porridge. "If not there, they might be able to tell us if there was a closer settlement."
[19:00] <Gildas> "It's likely he's like this because of all the poison he was affected with... I don't know if he'll ever manage to recover." He frowns.
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[19:01] <@Porridge> "Where you headed?" Porridge asks Eltia in the interests of making conversation. "Oh," he glances at Gildas, "Ask him if he used to be smart? Seems simple enough to find out."
[19:02] <Kotono> "Thataways," Gesturing vaguely, "I have to meet up with some family."
[19:03] <Gildas> "Give Kral our regards if you happen to see him." He nods to her with a small smile, moving over to sit next to who they assume is Eldrale.
[19:07] <Kotono> "I'll as-" Eltia stops entirely at that, a moment of complete shock. Her eyes widen, her words die into a gargle in the back of her throat and her posture freezes. She utters an extremely unpleasant word in Sylvan, implying certain things about the parentage, breeding habits and bodily functions of people nearby. "Excuse me," she says after, going right on downstairs.
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[19:09] <Gildas> He blinks a few times at that reaction, looking between the others with a frown. "I did not intend to offend her..."
[19:10] <Kotono> OOC: #evil, Feather.
[19:10] <@Porridge> Porridge didn't understand any of that, but he got something from her tone and quick exit. "Classy," he shakes his head in disgust at Gildas's lack of grace of social poise.
[19:10] <Kotono> "Don't you use that language in this house, young lady!" The Missus calls after her, "Don't think I won't wash your mouth out with soap!"
[19:12] <Gildas> He shrugs to Porridge's comment and turns his attention to the Raptorian. "You live near?" He asks, slowly.
[19:13] <@Porridge> Knowing Feather's downstairs, Porridge lets things be rather than harassing the bard further.
[19:13] <Kotono> "Live near. In the skies." He answers back just as slowly. "Birdsong village. Birdsong." He trills in that strange tongue again, "Birdsong village."
[19:14] <Gildas> "How go?" He asks, pointing in a direction. "North?"
[19:15] <Kotono> A shake of his head at that, "West." He replies at length.
[19:16] <Gildas> He nods. "Rest now." He will stand up and let out a breath.
[19:18] <Kotono> The raptorian does just that, lying back. The Missus shakes her head, going over and tucking him in. "Are you going to go for his village?" she asks. "I'm not sure about how raptorians heal, but he'll probably need at least another half-day in bed."
[19:19] <Gildas> "It would probably be in our best interests to at least find it..." He nods. "If there are others there, they might be out looking for him."
[19:19] <@Porridge> "Best thing for him at this stage," Porridge agrees. "You feel like flying around to have a look for it, then?"
[19:21] <Gildas> "I can. It may be best for me to go out a window for the time being..." He glances towards one. "If it's really up in the trees, you probably can't even see it from the ground."
[19:22] <@Porridge> "Yeah. If you don't find it in a day just come back, and we'll come looking if you're not back in two?" Porridge suggests.
[19:23] <Gildas> He nods. "That sounds fine. I will see if I can leave a trail of anything just in case."
[19:25] <Kotono> OOC: Going now, Gildas?
[19:26] <Gildas> OOC: Sho nuff
[19:26] * @Porridge heads downstairs while Gildas flies off to parts unknown.
[19:27] <Kotono> OOC: I'll move you into #evil. Gildas, any particular scheme while searching or just covering ground?
[19:28] <Gildas> OOC: Heading in a westerly direction in Aerial form in general.
[19:30] <Kotono> OOC: Perception.
[19:31] <Gildas> roll 1d20+11
[19:31] * Hatbot --> "Gildas rolls 1d20+11 and gets 19." [1d20=8]
[19:33] <Kotono> Gildas flies for several hours. Lunch comes and passes and it's well into the afternoon when he spots something. A patch of the canopy is devastated, several gashes torn into it.
[19:34] <Gildas> He flies up to investigate!
[19:35] <Kotono> Going on down, Gildas finds the ground and branches littered with debris. Several bloodied and broken raptorian bodies lie there. Several look half eaten or missing extremities. Torn armor and battered weapons litter the ground around them.
[19:36] <Gildas> He looks around, trying to find any sign of something that might have walked or flown off... besides the one they've already found.
[19:37] <Kotono> OOC: Make survival here.
[19:37] <Gildas> roll 1d20+13
[19:37] * Hatbot --> "Gildas rolls 1d20+13 and gets 16." [1d20=3]
[19:38] <Kotono> There's some tracks around the half-eaten bodies. They look reptilian in nature. Unfortunately they seem to simply stop, no trail to follow.
[19:39] <Gildas> With this information, he makes a mental note of the surroundings so he can get back easily and will start to fly back towards the farm!
[19:41] <Kotono> roll 1d100
[19:41] * Hatbot --> "Kotono rolls 1d100 and gets 12." [1d100=12]
[19:41] <Kotono> OOC: Make a perception check.
[19:42] <Gildas> roll 1d20+11
[19:42] * Hatbot --> "Gildas rolls 1d20+11 and gets 19." [1d20=8]
[19:42] <Gildas> OOC: Really...
[19:42] <Kotono> As Gildas flies back up and over the canopy, he catches a glint of something dark out of the corner of his eye and behind him.
[19:43] <Gildas> He will continue to rise, but turn around to look!
[19:45] <Kotono> About 100ft behind him is a great, lumbering creature! It's bigger than he is, a huge flying lizard! It's a dull green/brown in coloration, a dragon-like creature with a huge barbed tail, nasty talons and a big mouth! A roar comes out as Gildas needs not think hard to know what this is: A wyvern!
[19:46] <Gildas> Time to go! He turns and starts flying away! Oh, how he hopes he can use his manuverability to lose this thing...
[19:47] * ChanServ sets mode: +qo Kotono Kotono
[19:48] <@Kotono> OOC: What's your speed and maneuverability? Also, are you just flyign away or doing anything evasive?
[19:48] <Gildas> OOC: 40 and Good. I'm going to pretty much fly straight ahead unless I spot some dense foilage or something to try and squeeze through on the way.
[19:50] <@Kotono> Gildas darts ahead!  But the wyvern is faster, starting to close in quickly when...there! A dense cluster of branches, but with slots between them! The sort a bird or nimble aerial creature could get through!
[19:51] <Gildas> He swings around and flies for it!
[19:52] <@Kotono> OOC: Dex check. +4 bonus for a step above average manuerability.
[19:53] <Gildas> roll 1d20+7
[19:53] * Hatbot --> "Gildas rolls 1d20+7 and gets 16." [1d20=9]
[19:53] <@Kotono> roll 1d20-3 Wyvern (-4 poor manuerability)
[19:53] * Hatbot --> "Kotono rolls 1d20-3 Wyvern (-4 poor manuerability) and gets 0." [1d20=3]
[19:55] <@Kotono> Gildas deftly dives through the branches! HE clears it and seconds later there is a loud CRASH behind him! Glancing back, he can see the wyvern has crashed right in, a mess amid the branches! He's struggling in them! OOC: Act. He's tangled up and bashed for at least a bit and probably took shime HP damage too. If you're gonna just beat feet by all means, do so.
[19:56] <Gildas> He takes the opportunity to get away! If it's injured, it will be easy enough to find again.
[19:57] <@Kotono> Gildas swoops away, clearing the wyvern and making good his escape! OOC: Heading back home?
[19:57] <Gildas> OOC: Aye, captain.

~

[19:11] <Kotono> Stirring the soup is entirely without incident. Yet when Eltia returns, her footsteps are little thundercracks. Huh. "Feather, right?" Eltia says as she comes back.
[19:12] <Feather> "Yes, Miss Eltia," he responds, stirring slowly. "How's the raptorian doing? Did you manage to get through to the poor guy alright?"
[19:14] <Kotono> "He's an idiot." Eltia replies with a hint of annoyance, "There's no helping his speech, he's just not all the way home. On anothe rmatter, I don't like being lied to."  She steps besides Feather.
[19:14] <Feather> "Lied to?"
[19:14] <Kotono> Poke. She reaches out and pokes him in the chest, "Yes, you! Like hell you figured all that out, you know my father."
[19:15] * Feather drops the spoon in shock.
[19:16] <Kotono> "The least you could do is tell me you have dealings with the Circle!" she hisses, keeping her voice down. "What if something happened?"
[19:18] <Feather> "Oh. Oh!" Feather gives a little relieved sigh, shaking his head and fishing the spoon out. "He's one of them? Had a scare there, I really did." He starts nodding slowly to himself. "Come to think of it, recall them mention your name before, Miss Eltia. Asked to be polite if our paths crossed, but that's just common courtesy, innit? Was no need to even ask."
[19:20] <Kotono> "Is that all? How do you know him in the first place? What are your dealings with the Circle?" At the same time as this interrogation, Rashen pokes his head into the kitchen. "We're knocking off soon for lunch," he calls, "Have Em bring it to the healing spring, Brutes got a bit banged up. Nothing serious.
[19:20] <Kotono> "
[19:21] <Kotono> "Right," Eltia calls, voice going to polite and upbeat as she replies to him. "Shoo now, we're working on the soup!"
[19:22] <Feather> "She's outside with her father, last I heard," Feather tells Rashen, before thinking on his answer to Eltia. "Not sure what else to say, to be honest," he finally admits. "We met the once some distance away, so it seemed clear you travel on your own and could take care of yourself? Plenty of dangers for even our little group on the way. As for how we met them, this panther just up and walked
[19:22] <Feather> to us one day and we had a nice talk over dinner. Then we came to visit when we needed some Fair Folk-related help."
[19:27] <Kotono> "Hm." Her face goes rather neutral at all of that, backing a step away from Feather. She crosses her arms and sighs, "That's all?"
[19:28] <Feather> "Well yeah." He shifts uncomfortably. "It's all pretty friendly, but not too friendly? We're neighbours on decent terms, reckon that's the best way to put it. Is there some problem, Miss Eltia? You mentioned something could happen?"
[19:30] <Kotono> Meanwhile Porridge catches up, coming on downstairs. "It should be alright." she finally says, "Just don't become the frogs. Never become the frogs."
[19:31] <@Porridge> "Hey Eltia," Porridge says as he comes down, "Sorry about Gildas. He's pretty bad with people."
[19:31] <Feather> "Should hope not," Feather agrees, nodding. "They're helping a... uh, friend of ours not become the mushrooms right now."
[19:34] <Kotono> "Hold that though a -wait." Starting to turn to Porridge but stopping, "Become the mushrooms?" She tilts her head to the side, "Are you trying to help a corpse not decompose?"
[19:35] <Feather> "No, it's more this mantle that needs controlling?"
[19:35] <@Porridge> Seeing he's behind the conversation Porridge shuts up and goes to take a look at the soup. It smells quite nice!
[19:36] <Kotono> It's quite a nice vegetable soup. It only has a handful of mushrooms in it too! Thankfully. "A man-shit!" A quick, sharp curse, "Are you helping one of the Fair Folk grow up!?"
[19:37] * Feather scratches the back of his head. "Now, I figure there's some misunderstanding building on a misunderstanding. Maybe I should just start properly from the beginning?"
[19:39] <Kotono> "Yeah, do that." Eltia says, going to recline against a wall. "Porridge, would you stir the damned soup for me?"
[19:39] * @Porridge does so, happily leaving the explanations to Feather. He might whistle a little while he works.
[19:41] <Feather> "Our friend's this elf who was cursed by the Fair Folk into becoming this Prisoner of Mushrooms, and your father's Circle is trying to turn her back before that mantle thing kills her or worse," Feather says, trying to keep things short and to the point. "Well, it's more like Kral's doing this personally than the Circle, I suppose, going by what he said. Anyway, Miss Eltia, thing is that we
[19:41] <Feather> just want her to get better, be it reversing the whole thing or even just mastering that mantle to not have it hurt anyone or her."
[19:43] <@Porridge> "Myann's good people," Porridge adds as he stirs.
[19:44] * Feather nods at Porridge in agreement.
[19:45] * @Porridge slackens his stirring and stares out the window. "Myann? What, can you hear me?"
[19:46] <Kotono> "That's a hell of a story," Eltia finally says, settling on that, before shooting Porridge a look that roughly reads, 'huh'?"
[19:47] * ChanServ sets mode: +qo Kotono Kotono
[19:47] <Feather> "There's always more to add if one looks for a story," Feather muses. "She only tried to do right, for starters. And then, the punishment she was given? That was just horrible. I know I felt terrible when we all learned that freeing her didn't fix everything."
[19:49] <@Kotono> "Father would do it personally rather than making it Circle business," Eltia agrees, glancing at Porridge again before shrugging. Meanwhile there's no obvious reply to Porridge, but in the pot one of the mushrooms grows! It becomes as big as Porridge's head, a big red and white spotted mushroom.
[19:50] <@Porridge> Frowning at the lack of further responds, Porridge looks down too late to spot the gigantic mushroom, swearing and yanking it out of the pot before it makes all the soup spill out!
[19:50] * Feather is about to respond before he blinks at the massive mushroom. It's silly as hell, but he says, "We'll see you soon, Myann."
[19:51] <@Kotono> The moment Porridge touches the mushroom, his entire body swells! The mushroom vanishes as suddenly Porridge is a good ten feet tall! Everything about him has scaled up to match.
[19:53] <@Porridge> "Ahhh!" Porridge has to stoop nearly double to keep from breaking through the ceiling. "Uh... thanks, Myann. That's... that's real good of you." Giving Eltia and Feather an apologetic look, he starts to shuffle towards the door. "I'm gonna go outside now."
[19:53] <Feather> "That's... new."
[19:54] <@Kotono> "...I just don't know," Eltia says slowly, staring at the entire spectacle. But as Porridge starts to shuffle out, his body reverts back to his previous size.
[19:55] * Feather takes over for Porridge at the pot anyway. "Do you have any experience with this sorta stuff, Miss Eltia?" he asks.
[19:55] <@Porridge> "Oh." He straightens up. "Well... y'know what, I'm going outside anyway," he says, doing just that.
[19:56] <@Kotono> "Enough to know to avoid it. Y'know what, I'll join you," Eltia says, following Porridge. "The stew's nearly done. Could yo ubring that, the bread and some leftovers out to the healing spring, Feather?"
[19:57] <Feather> "Yeah, sure. Could do."

~
[20:04] <@Kotono> That evening Gildas makes it back. It's a quiet, unremarkable dinner. The Vastwoods are quiet and dim, surrounding the farmstead in an ocean of darkness. The three plus Robert are settling into their meal, the Missus seeing ot the others and the brood in another room. Eldrale has fallen back asleep, still recovering. OOC: Go ahead, y'all. Do your chatting, planning or whatever.
[20:05] <Gildas> "It was a massacre." He begins his report of what he found. "I don't know if it was Birdsong or not, but the wyvern had slaughtered people there. I would like, if possible, to return tomorrow to put an end to it."
[20:08] <@Porridge> "If it's still hanging around there we may as well," Porridge shrugs, wondering what it'd be like to fight a dragon. Even a fake one like a wyvern.
[20:09] <@Kotono> "Those things are mighty poisonous, aren't they?" Robert says after a draught of soup. "You may want to prepare some antitoxin for them."
[20:09] <Gildas> He nods to Porridge. "If we don't, it may come here next, so it is probably in everyone's best interests..."
[20:10] <Feather> "Got one problem with it," Feather voices. "Can't fly."
[20:11] <Gildas> OOC: Was the actual devastation above ground level?
[20:11] <@Porridge> "I figure you don't have to worry about getting to it when it'll be right happy to come to you," Porridge suggests.
[20:12] <Feather> "Unless we start winning?"
[20:12] <@Kotono> OOC: Yes.
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[20:12] <@Kotono> OOC: It started in the canopy and the bodies hit the ground.
[20:13] * Joins: Soul (~Soul@99-177-222-135.lightspeed.stlsmo.sbcglobal.net)
[20:13] <Gildas> "It was rather injured when it hit the trees... I'm not sure it can do a lot of flying." He offers. "Actually, I could prepare a spell for that very thing..."
[20:13] <@Porridge> "We'll have driven it off at least?"
[20:14] <@Kotono> "Oh Robert!" The voice of the Missus comes, "The zygraats brought in a deer! Could you come out and help skin it?"
[20:14] <@Porridge> "Those things are great," Porridge grins.
[20:14] <Feather> "Just saying. Won't be of much help if it decides to keep a distance. And-- huh. Would those zygrat thingies help any with cornerning it?"
[20:16] <Gildas> "I might be able to prepare a spell to get you up, Feather... but... hmm. Perhaps we could use them somehow..."

[Ebiris]

[18:36] <@Kotono> OOC: One of you make a survival check for me?
[18:36] <Gildas> roll 1d20+13
[18:36] * Hatbot --> "Gildas rolls 1d20+13 and gets 19." [1d20=6]
[18:37] <@Kotono> roll 1d100
[18:37] * Hatbot --> "Kotono rolls 1d100 and gets 40." [1d100=40]
[18:37] <@Kotono> roll 1d100
[18:37] * Hatbot --> "Kotono rolls 1d100 and gets 71." [1d100=71]
[18:39] <@Kotono> The sky above is lost to the sea of canopy. It's a cloudy day and downright shadowy, not getting past a dull twilight within the Vastwoods. But on you go! On foot it takes most of the day, but you successfully return to the scene of the raptorian devastation. Gildas can note that the bodies are more picked over than the day before, several more half-eaten. OOC: Shadowy illumination conditions,
[18:39] <@Kotono> y'all. IF you're going to take antitoxin beforehand, feel free to roll it now.
[18:40] <Feather> roll 1d20+9 F
[18:40] * Hatbot --> "Feather rolls 1d20+9 F and gets 18." [1d20=9]
[18:40] <Feather> roll 1d20+9 G
[18:40] * Hatbot --> "Feather rolls 1d20+9 G and gets 24." [1d20=15]
[18:40] <Feather> roll 1d20+9 P
[18:40] * Hatbot --> "Feather rolls 1d20+9 P and gets 20." [1d20=11]
[18:45] <@Kotono> OOC: Okay. Ball's in y'all court now.
[18:47] <Gildas> "It was injured before, so if we look around... we should see other signs of it. It seems to be feeding here, so it can't be far." He looks around for any other signs of the wyvern.
[18:48] * @Porridge nods, unslinging his axe and taking it slow. Better to let others take the lead for once, so he can be sure of opening up with a solid hit once the chance appears.
[18:48] <@Kotono> OOC: Survival, Gildas?
[18:48] <Gildas> roll 1d20+13
[18:48] * Hatbot --> "Gildas rolls 1d20+13 and gets 20." [1d20=7]
[18:50] <@Kotono> No sign of it down here. Just the same track type as before, albeit with no ones today. So naturally he looks up - and he sees it! There's something stirring in the canopy above! 60ft up you can see them - two of them! Two wyverns erupt out! One gives a deep, rumbling growl! OOC: It's time for that magical init thing. Wyverns aren't long on anything like stealth, subtlety or restrain.
[18:50] <Feather> roll 1d20+3
[18:50] * Hatbot --> "Feather rolls 1d20+3 and gets 23." [1d20=20]
[18:50] <@Porridge> roll 1d20+1
[18:50] * Hatbot --> "Porridge rolls 1d20+1 and gets 9." [1d20=8]
[18:51] <Gildas> roll 1d20+7
[18:51] * Hatbot --> "Gildas rolls 1d20+7 and gets 22." [1d20=15]
[18:51] <@Kotono> roll 1d20+1 Wyvern 1
[18:51] * Hatbot --> "Kotono rolls 1d20+1 Wyvern 1 and gets 12." [1d20=11]
[18:51] <@Kotono> roll 1d20+6 Wyvern 2 (+5 nerveskitter)
[18:51] * Hatbot --> "Kotono rolls 1d20+6 Wyvern 2 (+5 nerveskitter) and gets 15." [1d20=9]
[18:52] * Kotono changes topic to 'Feather(23)>Gildas(22)>Wyvern Sorcerer(15)>Wyvern 1(12)>Porridge(9)'
[18:52] <@Kotono> OOC: Go Feather. They're 60ft above the party right now.
[18:52] * Feather prepares to leap at the first wyvern to come diving at them!
[18:53] <@Kotono> OOC: Okay then. Gildas.
[18:54] <Gildas> He shapeshifts into his bear form and waits for the wyverns to come closer!
[18:54] <@Kotono> OOC: Okay.
[18:55] <@Kotono> The second wyvern comes on down 30ft! It has to scramble in the air, struggling to stay hovering! As it resists the full of gravity, glowing motes of light come from its eyes! Two of them, slamming down unerringly at Gildas!
[18:55] <@Kotono> roll 2d4+2 magic missiled
[18:55] * Hatbot --> "Kotono rolls 2d4+2 magic missiled and gets 9." [2d4=4, 3]
[18:56] <@Kotono> The missiles slam into bear-Gildas head on! He recoils from the blow, strong enough to resemble a hammer-smash from a raging warrior! Then the first wyvern comes down - crashing down in a dive right for Porridge! OOC: Feather, were you going to move to intercept with a jump attack?
[18:57] * Feather dashes in a daring intercept, his bastard sword unslung and arching towards the wyvern!
[18:58] <Feather> roll 1d20+11 zap
[18:58] * Hatbot --> "Feather rolls 1d20+11 zap and gets 13." [1d20=2]
[18:58] <@Kotono> Feather leaps up and aims, but his blow slices through the air! Instead the wyvern crashes down at Porridge!
[18:58] <@Kotono> roll 1d20+9 CMD, Porridge?
[18:58] * Hatbot --> "Kotono rolls 1d20+9 CMD, Porridge? and gets 21." [1d20=12]
[18:59] * Kotono changes topic to 'Feather(23)>Gildas(22)>Wyvern Sorcerer(15)>Wyvern Crasher(12)>Porridge(9)'
[18:59] <@Porridge> OOC: 19
[18:59] * Feather runs past his intended landing spot with a curse, intending to avoid being boxed in with the others in case of a larger magical attack.
[18:59] <@Kotono> roll 4d6+8 to both and fort, Porridge
[18:59] * Hatbot --> "Kotono rolls 4d6+8 to both and fort, Porridge and gets 18." [4d6=5, 3, 1, 1]
[18:59] <@Kotono> OOC: Poison so +2 applies.
[19:00] <@Porridge> roll 1d20+13
[19:00] * Hatbot --> "Porridge rolls 1d20+13 and gets 17." [1d20=4]
[19:01] <@Kotono> WHAM! The earth shakes as the wyvern crashes right into Porridge! He's slammed down hard, knocked prone and under the wyvern! At the same time a cloud of thick, wet and bone-cold goop is spat out, splattering on Porridge's face! Burning cold fills his body, numbing him - but he shakes it off! OOC: You're prone and have a wyvern on top of you, Porridge. Go.
[19:02] <@Porridge> "Rawawaarrgh!" Porridge flips the fuck out, the warp overtaking him in his fury! With sickening cracks and pops his bones and muscles reshape and enlarge, the fierce half-elf rising to his feet in order to give as good as he gets!
[19:03] <@Porridge> OOC: provokes AoO obviously
[19:03] <@Porridge> roll 1d20+8 -3pa for my own attack
[19:03] * Hatbot --> "Porridge rolls 1d20+8 -3pa for my own attack and gets 27." [1d20=19]
[19:04] <@Porridge> roll 1d12+14
[19:04] * Hatbot --> "Porridge rolls 1d12+14 and gets 25." [1d12=11]
[19:04] <@Kotono> At the samet ime the tail of the wyvern stabs out at Porridge!
[19:04] <@Kotono> roll 1d20+10 AoO AC?
[19:04] * Hatbot --> "Kotono rolls 1d20+10 AoO AC? and gets 19." [1d20=9]
[19:04] * Kotono changes topic to 'Gildas(22)>Wyvern Sorcerer(15)>Feather>Wyvern Crasher(12)>Porridge(9)'
[19:05] <@Porridge> OOC: 15
[19:05] <@Kotono> roll 1d6+4 and fort
[19:05] * Hatbot --> "Kotono rolls 1d6+4 and fort and gets 7." [1d6=3]
[19:05] <@Porridge> roll 1d20+15
[19:05] * Hatbot --> "Porridge rolls 1d20+15 and gets 24." [1d20=9]
[19:07] <@Kotono> The two exchange blows! Porridge gets a stinger in his knee, a crack of bone as his kneecap is shattered! At the same time he slices into the nose of the wyvern! Most of it is cut away, a hunk of scaled meat hitting the ground! Blood gushes from the injury as the wyvern makes a gurgling growl! OOC: Your kneecap is in a bad way, Porridge. Land movement speed halved. Wyvern took a penalty too
[19:07] <@Kotono> since you two just fucked each other up but good. Gildas.
[19:08] <Gildas> The bear bounds over and tries to tear a piece out of the wyvern on top of Porridge!
[19:08] <Gildas> roll 1d20+8 bite
[19:08] * Hatbot --> "Gildas rolls 1d20+8 bite and gets 11." [1d20=3]
[19:11] <@Kotono> But Gildas can't claw in! As he approaches the wyvern's tail lashes out, but it's wild and misses completely, vision obscured! Above the wyvern sorcerer descends another 10ft, struggling to stay up! As it does, it nonetheless has a spinning diamond of white light surround it! Suddenly a crocodile appears at Feather's side, trying to turn him into a snack!
[19:11] * Kotono changes topic to 'Gildas(22)>Wyvern Sorcerer=Summoned crocodile(15)>Feather>Wyvern Crasher(12)>Porridge(9)'
[19:11] <@Kotono> roll 1d20+6 AC Feather?
[19:11] * Hatbot --> "Kotono rolls 1d20+6 AC Feather? and gets 10." [1d20=4]
[19:12] <Feather> OOC: 17 right now
[19:12] <@Kotono> But Feather dodges the sudden complication, leaping back as crocodile jaws slam shut where he was moments ago! OOC: Feather.
[19:16] <Feather> Angered at his plans falling apart and his lack of success so far, and in general at the cheating bastards that fly up above him, Feather takes all his frustrations out on the crocodile!
[19:16] <Feather> roll 1d20+9 zap
[19:16] * Hatbot --> "Feather rolls 1d20+9 zap and gets 15." [1d20=6]
[19:16] <@Kotono> OOC: Hits.
[19:16] <Feather> roll 1d10+5+5d6
[19:16] * Hatbot --> "Feather rolls 1d10+5+5d6 and gets 32." [1d10=6][5d6=5, 5, 6, 2, 3]
[19:16] * Kotono changes topic to 'Gildas(22)>Wyvern Sorcerer15)>Feather>Wyvern Crasher(12)>Porridge(9)'
[19:16] * Kotono changes topic to 'Gildas(22)>Wyvern Sorcerer(15)>Feather>Wyvern Crasher(12)>Porridge(9)'
[19:17] * Feather then moves over to the melee and slams a lightning fist into the landborn wyvern!
[19:18] <Feather> roll 1d20+8 touch
[19:18] * Hatbot --> "Feather rolls 1d20+8 touch and gets 9." [1d20=1]
[19:18] <@Kotono> With one giant chop, Feather bisects the crocodile! As blood explodes out, the body of the croc  burns in a storm of electricity! The pieces are still writhing as they vanish, the summon laid low! He then hurries over to engage the landbound wyvern - dodging another errant sting in the meanwhile - and going to touch it! But the same confusion that clouds its attacks also clouds its moves, an
[19:18] <@Kotono> unpredictable dodge giving it safety! Yet its attention is only on Porridge, going to try and maul him to pieces!
[19:19] <@Kotono> roll 1d20+8 (-2 eyes) stinger
[19:19] * Hatbot --> "Kotono rolls 1d20+8 (-2 eyes) stinger and gets 28." [1d20=20]
[19:19] <@Kotono> roll 1d20+8 (-2 eyes) stinger ow
[19:19] * Hatbot --> "Kotono rolls 1d20+8 (-2 eyes) stinger ow and gets 19." [1d20=11]
[19:19] <@Kotono> roll 1d20+6 bite
[19:19] * Hatbot --> "Kotono rolls 1d20+6 bite and gets 15." [1d20=9]
[19:19] <@Kotono> roll 1d20+6 wing 1
[19:19] * Hatbot --> "Kotono rolls 1d20+6 wing 1 and gets 13." [1d20=7]
[19:19] <@Kotono> roll 1d20+6 wing 2
[19:19] * Hatbot --> "Kotono rolls 1d20+6 wing 2 and gets 16." [1d20=10]
[19:19] <@Porridge> OOC: AC 15
[19:19] <@Kotono> roll 1d100 vs 20 stinger
[19:19] * Hatbot --> "Kotono rolls 1d100 vs 20 stinger and gets 10." [1d100=10]
[19:19] <@Kotono> roll 1d100 vs 20 bite
[19:19] * Hatbot --> "Kotono rolls 1d100 vs 20 bite and gets 83." [1d100=83]
[19:19] <@Kotono> roll 1d100 vs 20 wing 2
[19:20] * Hatbot --> "Kotono rolls 1d100 vs 20 wing 2 and gets 34." [1d100=34]
[19:20] <@Kotono> roll 2d8+4+1d8+2
[19:20] * Hatbot --> "Kotono rolls 2d8+4+1d8+2 and gets 25." [2d8=7, 4][1d8=8]
[19:22] <@Kotono> Porridge is pushed back! Blood splatters over him as the wyvern bleeds, at the same time it bites into his shoulder! A rip of flesh brings pain, as well as a wing bashing him in the face! Porridge sees stars, wobbling under the vicious wyvern assault! His nose is bent at an angle, blood from his nose joining that of the wyvern splatters! OOC: To quote the great sage, that shit fucked you up. Go
[19:22] <@Kotono> Porridge.
[19:23] * @Porridge gives a bloodcurdling cry of pain-tainted rage, only the power of the warp keeping him on his feet, ungainly as they are. He doesn't let that stop him launching his axe into the wyvern's body, throwing all of his weight into it!
[19:23] <@Porridge> roll 1d20+8 -5pa, flanking
[19:23] * Hatbot --> "Porridge rolls 1d20+8 -5pa, flanking and gets 23." [1d20=15]
[19:23] <@Kotono> OOC: Hit.
[19:23] <@Porridge> roll 1d12+18
[19:23] * Hatbot --> "Porridge rolls 1d12+18 and gets 19." [1d12=1]
[19:24] <@Kotono> With a sickening squelch Porridge digs into the guts of the beast! He aims low and tears its stomach open! Internal organs and intestines dangle out like party streamers! Foul smelling poison drips onto the ground along with yet more blood! Blood everywhere! OOC: Ow. Wyvern crasher's hurting too. Gildas.
[19:25] <Gildas> The bear again tries to bite into the Wyvern on Porridge!
[19:25] <Gildas> roll 1d20+8
[19:25] * Hatbot --> "Gildas rolls 1d20+8 and gets 19." [1d20=11]
[19:25] <@Kotono> OOC: That's a h.i....tttt.
[19:26] <Gildas> roll 1d6+8
[19:26] * Hatbot --> "Gildas rolls 1d6+8 and gets 10." [1d6=2]
[19:26] <Gildas> OOC: Can I also try and heal Porridge? it probably provokes something, which is fine
[19:27] <Gildas> OOC: Oh wait, derp, no
[19:27] <Gildas> OOC: Nevermind, I'm dumb
[19:27] * Kotono changes topic to 'Gildas(22)>Wyvern Sorcerer(15)>Feather>Porridge(9)'
[19:27] <@Kotono> Already wounded, the battered wyvern can do little as Gildas-bear leaps onto it! The bear latches into its back with his claws, all while he bites down on the back of the creature's neck! He tears out hunks of neck and neckbone, spitting them out as he bites again adn again! His savage fury doesn't stop until there is a loud snap, the wyvern's head dangling from Gildas' mouth! With a final spat,
[19:27] <@Kotono> the head of the wyvern lands  away! The torn neck of the wyvern drenches Porridge in blood, bathing him in chilly blood! OOC: Wyvern sorcer is up.
[19:27] * @Porridge glories in it!
[19:28] <@Kotono> The shriek of rage from the wyvern above is followed by it struggling! It rises 30ft in the air, up to 50ft! It doesn't cast this time, instead going back up to the canopy! OOC: Feather.
[19:30] * Feather meets that enraged shriek with another curse before he decides to be practical about it and feeds Porridge one of his healing potions.
[19:30] <Feather> roll 2d8+3
[19:30] * Hatbot --> "Feather rolls 2d8+3 and gets 14." [2d8=5, 6]
[19:31] <@Kotono> Porridge's injuries mend somewhat! HIs shoulder is whole once more and his body feels less battered - his knee is still wrecked, however. OOC: Need more healing to fix your knee since you've taken a ton of abuse. Go Porridge.
[19:32] * @Porridge gargles blood and healing water both, grunting a thanks before he transforms into his bat form, body shrinking into a ball of dark fur in midair before two big leathery wings explode out and he flies up after the wyvern with a squeak, intending to goad it back down to the ground!
[19:33] <@Kotono> OOC: How close are you getting?
[19:34] <@Porridge> OOC: I'll fly 15 feet beneath it
[19:34] <@Kotono> OOC: Okay.
[19:34] <@Kotono> Porridge flies 35ft up, shrieking bat defiance! As this happens...OOC: Gildas.
[19:35] <Gildas> Gildas shapeshfits as well and flies after the Wyvern!
[19:37] <@Kotono> OOC: How high up/close are you getting?
[19:37] <Gildas> OOC: As close as I can. If I can get into attack range I'll attack.
[19:37] <@Kotono> OOC: What's your fly speed?
[19:38] <Gildas> OOC: 40 good
[19:38] <@Kotono> OOC: You can but you'll provoke an AoO. Okay with that?
[19:38] <Gildas> OOC: Sure.
[19:38] <@Kotono> roll 1d20+10 tail
[19:38] * Hatbot --> "Kotono rolls 1d20+10 tail and gets 18." [1d20=8]
[19:38] <@Kotono> OCO: AC?
[19:38] <Gildas> OOC: 19
[19:38] <@Kotono> OOC: Okay, make your attack.
[19:39] <Gildas> roll 1d20+7
[19:39] * Hatbot --> "Gildas rolls 1d20+7 and gets 8." [1d20=1]
[19:39] <Gildas> OOC: Off course.
[19:40] <@Kotono> Gildas flies straight up, going for the wyvern above him! He closes in, juking around a tail stab! But the same dodge also prevents his attack, putting him out of range! Then the tail comes around! The wyvern manages to hover this time, just barely! At the same time the tail's stinger tip opens up! Inside you can see pulsing flesh, before a water-cannon of pure venom comes spraying out at Porridge
[19:40] <@Kotono> and Gildas! OOC: Fort you two.
[19:41] <Gildas> OOC: Does that include the +2 from the antivenom?
[19:41] <@Kotono> OOC: Yes, it's poison.
[19:41] <Gildas> roll 1d20+9
[19:41] * Hatbot --> "Gildas rolls 1d20+9 and gets 18." [1d20=9]
[19:41] <@Porridge> roll 1d20+9 I stayed out of range to avoid this sort of thing!
[19:41] * Hatbot --> "Porridge rolls 1d20+9 I stayed out of range to avoid this sort of thing! and gets 15." [1d20=6]
[19:41] <@Kotono> roll 2d6-1 con damage both of you, unfortunately you see now how that poor raptorian got so much wyvern poison
[19:41] * Hatbot --> "Kotono rolls 2d6-1 con damage both of you, unfortunately you see now how that poor raptorian got so much wyvern poison and gets 7." [2d6=4, 4]
[19:43] <@Kotono> The poison drenches both heroes! They go numb as they burn inside, a terrible chill consuming them! But they stay up, suffering terrifically from the poison blast! OOC: Right. Feather.
[19:44] * Feather embraces his animalistic nature on the off chance something will try to ambush him while he's uselessly down on the ground.
[19:45] <@Kotono> Feather is consumed by animal passions, energy inflaming him! OOC: Right. Porridge.
[19:46] <@Porridge> It's hard to lure it downwards when Gildas is in its face and it has ranged options, so with a beleagured squeak Porridge just tries attacking himself. Maybe he can force it down despite the difference in size... Flying up and over the wyvern's neck, he lunges down and bites, throwing his lesser weight wholly into it!
[19:46] <@Porridge> OOC: AoO then?
[19:47] <@Kotono> OOC: No, it can't after using its big poison blast. Go for your attack.
[19:47] <@Porridge> roll 1d20+9
[19:47] * Hatbot --> "Porridge rolls 1d20+9 and gets 26." [1d20=17]
[19:47] <@Kotono> OOC: Hit.
[19:47] <@Porridge> roll 1d6+5 damage
[19:47] * Hatbot --> "Porridge rolls 1d6+5 damage and gets 7." [1d6=2]
[19:47] <@Porridge> roll 1d20+9 CMB for trip
[19:47] * Hatbot --> "Porridge rolls 1d20+9 CMB for trip and gets 27." [1d20=18]
[19:48] <@Kotono> OOC: How does trip work in midair?
[19:48] <@Porridge> OOC: I have no idea!
[19:48] <@Kotono> OOC: Lemme look it up then.
[19:48] <@Porridge> OOC: I figure it doesn't work on stuff that just floats like a wizard with fly or a beholder, but maybe it pushes down stuff with wings?
[19:49] <@Kotono> Porridge latches onto the underside of the wyvern, tearing into it and shaking! His thrashing is enough to unbalance the wyvern! It starts to plummet, Porridge detaching! The wyvern shrieks as it plummets down, landing with a tremendous crash!
[19:49] <@Kotono> roll 5d6
[19:49] * Hatbot --> "Kotono rolls 5d6 and gets 19." [5d6=2, 5, 6, 4, 2]
[19:50] <@Kotono> It lands in a heap on the ground, one wing torn and other bent at a bad angle! The beast is prone, battered and momentarily off balance! OOC: To quote, OW. Gildas.
[19:51] <Gildas> Not wasting any time, the bird makes a dive attack at the prone wyvern!
[19:51] <Gildas> roll 1d20+9 dive/charge
[19:51] * Hatbot --> "Gildas rolls 1d20+9 dive/charge and gets 24." [1d20=15]
[19:51] <@Kotono> OOC: Hit.
[19:51] <Gildas> roll 2d6+14
[19:51] * Hatbot --> "Gildas rolls 2d6+14 and gets 20." [2d6=1, 5]
[19:53] <@Kotono> Gildas swoops down! He dives into the body of the wyvern, punching through its back and coming out its chest! Bone and blood follows in his wake, Gildas landing on the ground utterly blood-drenched! But the wyvern has ab ig hole in its chest, even if it hasn't given up the fight yet! It turns and begins to glow...before tottering over, bleeding out before you! OOC: Free act.
[19:54] <Feather> "Let's go back," Feather growls, ticked off. "Bring the corpses too."
[19:55] <@Porridge> Suddenly having a lot more trouble flying, Porridge spirals down heavily to the ground, barely arresting his fall. Turning back to a half-elf on his hands and knees, he falls over and fumbles with his healing water bottles, spilling some as he struggles with the caps before chugging them down one after the other!
[19:55] <@Porridge> roll 2d8+3
[19:55] * Hatbot --> "Porridge rolls 2d8+3 and gets 15." [2d8=7, 5]
[19:55] <@Porridge> roll 2d8+3
[19:55] * Hatbot --> "Porridge rolls 2d8+3 and gets 15." [2d8=5, 7]
[19:56] <Feather> With Porridge taking care of business, Feather offers one of his potions to Gildas.
[19:57] <Gildas> There's a moment of hesitation before he shapeshifts back. "Porridge... hold a moment." He very carefully moves over, very slowly, and places a hand on Porridge and murmurs something, casting a Neutralize Poison on him!
[19:58] <Gildas> He takes the potion offered before casting a Delay Poison on himself as well, then drinking it. "Thank you." He returns the bottle afterwards.
[19:58] <@Kotono> The poison leaves Porridge's body! Suddenly the numbness is gone, leaving him with pain all over! It's like his nerves are ablaze and each of them is screaming about pain! OOC: Poison's gone from Porridge.
[19:59] <@Kotono> OOC: How long does delay poison last? Also roll healing.
[19:59] * @Porridge grits his teeth and endures, no stranger to pain. The numbness was far more scary. "Thanks," he grunts, forcing himself to his feet. "Lemme rest a bit before we think of dragging these corpses anywhere, alright?"
[19:59] <Gildas> OOC: 1 hour/level
[20:00] <Gildas> roll 2d8+3 healin'
[20:00] * Hatbot --> "Gildas rolls 2d8+3 healin' and gets 12." [2d8=3, 6]
[20:00] <@Kotono> OOC: Make perception, y'all, as you rest and heal.
[20:01] <@Porridge> roll 1d20+13
[20:01] * Hatbot --> "Porridge rolls 1d20+13 and gets 16." [1d20=3]
[20:01] <Gildas> roll 1d20+11
[20:01] * Hatbot --> "Gildas rolls 1d20+11 and gets 31." [1d20=20]
[20:02] <Feather> roll 1d20+8
[20:02] * Hatbot --> "Feather rolls 1d20+8 and gets 17." [1d20=9]
[20:02] <@Kotono> As you rest, Gildas can hear some sort of soft rustling in the canopy above.
[20:03] <Gildas> He points upwards towards the canopy and quietly says to the others, "Something... up t here."
[20:03] * @Porridge grabs his axe and stands, looking up.
[20:04] * Feather backs away from the others, sword in hand.
[20:05] <@Kotono> Above? 70ft above something peeks out of the canopy! It's a wyvern, but it looks smaller than the other two. At most a third of the size of them. It peers down at the ground, eyes locked on the slain wyverns.
[20:05] <@Porridge> "They got a whole nest here?" Porridge asks in annoyance.
[20:06] <Feather> "Would be terrible," Feather mutters. "That's less than a day from our place."
[20:07] <@Kotono> As the party deliberates, the wyvern shows no restraint! With a cry higher pitched and shriller than that of the previous two, it dives down towards the party! OOC: Init. Aggressive little fuckers.
[20:07] <Feather> roll 1d20+3
[20:07] * Hatbot --> "Feather rolls 1d20+3 and gets 23." [1d20=20]
[20:07] <Gildas> roll 1d20+7
[20:07] <@Kotono> roll 1d20+3 Child Wyvern
[20:07] * Hatbot --> "Gildas rolls 1d20+7 and gets 11." [1d20=4]
[20:07] * Hatbot --> "Kotono rolls 1d20+3 Child Wyvern and gets 23." [1d20=20]
[20:07] * Kotono changes topic to 'Feather=Child Wyvern(23)>Gildas(11)'
[20:08] <@Porridge> roll 1d20+1
[20:08] * Hatbot --> "Porridge rolls 1d20+1 and gets 16." [1d20=15]
[20:08] * Kotono changes topic to 'Feather=Child Wyvern(23)>Porridge(16)>Gildas(11)'
[20:08] <@Kotono> OOC: Feather, I presume you'll be wanting to do something as it attacks?
[20:09] <Feather> Young monster or not, if it's gonna be attacking them he'll fight it. What's wrong with something that's smart enough to use magic but still attacks everything in sight?
[20:09] <Feather> OOC: Pretty much
[20:09] <@Kotono> The young wyvern dives down, right at Porridge, locking onto him! OOC: Go for it, Feather. I'll resolve them one after another.
[20:09] <Feather> roll 1d20+12 zap
[20:09] * Hatbot --> "Feather rolls 1d20+12 zap and gets 25." [1d20=13]
[20:09] <@Kotono> OOC: Hit.
[20:09] <Feather> roll 1d10+5+2d6+5d6
[20:09] * Hatbot --> "Feather rolls 1d10+5+2d6+5d6 and gets 38." [1d10=4][2d6=6, 6][5d6=3, 4, 6, 2, 2]
[20:10] <@Kotono> roll 1d20+6 CMD, Porridge?
[20:10] * Hatbot --> "Kotono rolls 1d20+6 CMD, Porridge? and gets 15." [1d20=9]
[20:10] <Feather> OOC: Sorry, +2 more damage
[20:11] <@Porridge> OOC: 19
[20:11] <@Kotono> With one slice Feather cuts the plunging wyvern into two rough halves! One half flies over Porridge and redrenches him with blood while the other hits him in the chest. It's not hard to withstand that blow, Porridge not knocked down this time. OOC: Free act. Pop goes the wyvern.
[20:11] * Feather spits on the ground. "Just how many more are still there?" he asks. "Don't suppose someone could check?"
[20:13] <Gildas> He nods to Feather. "I... should be able to. I think the spell should stave off the poison for a bit longer." With that, he shapeshifts and flies up to get a better look of the area where the small wyvern came from.
[20:13] * @Porridge doesn't mind some nice natural blood compared to that nasty fairy berry juice.
[20:13] * Feather hopes they can visit Myann after this nastiness for a change of pace.
[20:14] <@Kotono> Gildas flies up! It's not hard to find the nest, as it's rather big. It has several things in it. There's hunks of raptorian about, like leftovers tucked away. There's broken bits of gear about as well as a pile of coins. Those coins serve as a bed for a pair of mottled white and gray eggs.
[20:15] <Gildas> OOC: Can I grab one in my talons or is it too big?
[20:15] <@Kotono> OOC: You could.
[20:15] <Gildas> OOC: Then I shall!
[20:15] <Gildas> Bird-Gildas goes in to grab an egg and bring it down to the others.
[20:15] <@Kotono> The egg is brought down, back to the party!
[20:16] <Feather> "What, wanna raise one?"
[20:17] <@Porridge> "Not an easy job, but it would be pretty impressive if done right. Still wouldn't trust one close to all those kids, though," Porridge opines.
[20:17] <Feather> "Think we should just break any we find here?"
[20:17] <Gildas> He places it on the ground before shapeshifting back. "I was bringing it down to show you what was up there. There's one other. I... it is difficult for me to condemn an innocent beast to death."
[20:18] <Gildas> He clears his throat, nodding to them. "I would like you two to decide. I will abide by your decision."
[20:21] <Feather> "Think you could bring that other one over and take another look around first, Gildas?"
[20:21] <@Porridge> "Honestly doubt I could train one, and then you're left having to kill a fully grown and uncontrollable wyvern if it doesn't work out," Porridge says. "They're dead without their parents even if we just leave them here anyway."
[20:22] <Gildas> He nods to Feather and Porridge both. "We could ask the zygraat trainer." He offers as a suggestion before shapeshifting and flying off again! He goes to get the other egg, bring it down, then take another look around the area.
[20:22] * Feather peers at the egg to try and estimate how long it would take to hatch in the meantime.
[20:23] <@Kotono> OOC: Make a quick K:N check, Feather?
[20:24] <Feather> roll 1d20+9
[20:24] * Hatbot --> "Feather rolls 1d20+9 and gets 26." [1d20=17]
[20:26] <@Kotono> On a glance you have some time. The eggs aren't close to hatching. At least a few week.s
[20:27] <Feather> "Got a couple weeks to decide, at least. Let's check with the next best thing to an expert on this we've got?"
[20:28] <@Porridge> "Alright. So we got a plan for dragging these giant dragon bodies across half the forest, then?" Porridge asks now that's settled.

[Ebiris]

[18:02] <@Kotono> OOC: So the 64000 question: Do you have a plan for dragging dragon corpses back?
[18:02] <Feather> OOC: Rope+makeshift sleigh?
[18:02] <Feather> OOC: Maybe tie a bear into the harness
[18:05] <@Kotono> OOC: Okay. Any of you have ranks in anything relevant here?
[18:05] <Gildas> OOC: Don't think I do.
[18:06] <Feather> OOC: Nothing direct but how hard can it be
[18:06] <Feather> OOC: We've been building houses just before
[18:07] <@Kotono> OOC: Okay. Int checks, all of you. +1 bonus.
[18:07] <Feather> roll 1d20+1
[18:07] * Hatbot --> "Feather rolls 1d20+1 and gets 16." [1d20=15]
[18:07] <Feather> OOC: +1 more
[18:07] <Gildas> roll 1d20+3
[18:07] * Hatbot --> "Gildas rolls 1d20+3 and gets 17." [1d20=14]
[18:07] <@Porridge> roll 1d20+2
[18:08] * Hatbot --> "Porridge rolls 1d20+2 and gets 12." [1d20=10]
[18:10] <@Kotono> It takes some fiddling, twisting and grunting, but a crude sleigh is rigged up. You have two big wyvern corpses to drag. A casual test suggests it's going to take some considerable muscle to move them.
[18:13] <@Porridge> "Bright side, if we take all day at this and still don't get home, I can turn into a horse or something to pull it a bit faster?" Porridge suggests, taking one of the handles to drag by.
[18:13] <Feather> "Let's see how far we'll get?" Feather suggests, grabbing hold of the rope.
[18:13] <Gildas> Knowing he's stronger as something else, Gildas just shapeshifts into his bear form and will move to try and pull with the others as best he can!
[18:14] <@Kotono> OOC: Str scores, y'all?
[18:15] <Gildas> OOC: 22 in Predator
[18:15] <@Porridge> OOC: 16
[18:15] <Feather> OOC: 16
[18:16] <Feather> OOC: Gildas can push from the back, and we'll pull from each side?
[18:17] <@Kotono> This is damned hard work. You're able to pull the wyverns just barely, two tons of dragon not so easy to transport! But you make progress for a few hours, slower than the way here. But nature is beginning to conspire against you, for the dim light is fading and dusk approaches. You're still several hours from home. OOC: Ball's in your court here to continue, camp or something else.
[18:17] <@Porridge> OOC: I think we're better pushers and he's a better puller, given his paws aren't so hot at grasping things.
[18:17] <@Porridge> "Lets take a break," Porridge says, wiping his brow. "May as well get back to it in the morning when we're fresh."
[18:18] <Feather> "Might as well set camp here," Feather agrees. "Let's not drain our strength entirely at night."
[18:19] <@Kotono> OOC: Okay then. Watches?
[18:20] <Gildas> OOC: I can do whatever.
[18:20] <@Porridge> OOC: first watch
[18:21] <@Kotono> roll 1d100
[18:21] * Hatbot --> "Kotono rolls 1d100 and gets 46." [1d100=46]
[18:21] <@Kotono> roll 1d100
[18:21] * Hatbot --> "Kotono rolls 1d100 and gets 42." [1d100=42]
[18:21] <@Kotono> roll 1d100
[18:21] * Hatbot --> "Kotono rolls 1d100 and gets 53." [1d100=53]
[18:22] <@Kotono> roll 1d20+10
[18:22] * Hatbot --> "Kotono rolls 1d20+10 and gets 15." [1d20=5]
[18:23] <@Kotono> OOC: Make a Fortitude save, Gildas? Antitoxin has long worn off.
[18:23] <Gildas> roll 1d20+7
[18:23] * Hatbot --> "Gildas rolls 1d20+7 and gets 11." [1d20=4]
[18:23] <Gildas> OOC: Oh wait
[18:23] <Gildas> OOC: Derp
[18:23] <Gildas> OOC: I think that's +4 since the -con
[18:24] <@Kotono> OOC: Right.
[18:24] <@Kotono> roll 2d6 int and wis damage
[18:24] * Hatbot --> "Kotono rolls 2d6 int and wis damage and gets 5." [2d6=2, 3]
[18:25] <@Kotono> It's not long into Porridge's shift that Gildas begins to thrash. A groan escapes his throat involuntarily, his entire body consumed with shivers.
[18:26] <@Porridge> "Gildas?" Porridge goes over to where the druid is thrashing, giving him a shake on the assumption he's having a nightmare.
[18:28] <Gildas> With a rather painful-sounding groan, he opens his eyes. "...Poison. Understand the... other guy... now." He manages, letting out a breath, then a shiver. "Mind... affecting."
[18:29] <@Porridge> "Shit, sorry for waking you then," Porridge says, understanding at least that rest is the best thing. "Just go back to sleep, I'll cover your shift."
[18:30] <Gildas> He manages a nod, then tries to settle back in as best he can.
[18:31] <@Kotono> OOC: Okay. Make another Fortitude save, Gildas?
[18:31] <Gildas> roll 1d20+3
[18:31] * Hatbot --> "Gildas rolls 1d20+3 and gets 7." [1d20=4]
[18:32] <@Kotono> roll 2d6 cha damage
[18:32] * Hatbot --> "Kotono rolls 2d6 cha damage and gets 6." [2d6=5, 1]
[18:32] <@Kotono> An hour passes. Feather passes it asleep while Porridge keeps an uneventful watch. But to Gildas, it's a hell of non-sleeping sleep. His mind drifts but it doesn't turn off. His world is a slumbering nightmare of throbbing red lines, his eyelids shattering to pieces dozens of times a minute. He is Gildas...and he is the broken eyelashes, the rocks, the air, the trees, the bears, the bear and
[18:32] <@Kotono> the mushrooms. It's like his mind is pulling apart, trying to be many things at once.
[18:35] <Gildas> He can do little but suffer through the agony. His mind can't even focus on the actual outcome of the poison, so all he can do is suffer... witht he thoughts of those damned mushrooms.
[18:36] <@Kotono> More time passes. The evening is going on and Gildas falls into a more reliable sleep. In time Porridge switches with Feather and the dawn approaches. AS it does...OOC: One more fort save, Gildas.
[18:36] <Gildas> roll 1d20+3
[18:36] * Hatbot --> "Gildas rolls 1d20+3 and gets 8." [1d20=5]
[18:36] <@Kotono> roll 2d6 dex damage and more coming
[18:36] * Hatbot --> "Kotono rolls 2d6 dex damage and more coming and gets 6." [2d6=2, 4]
[18:38] <@Kotono> Dawn. The few rays of light fight through the canopy, providing dim illumination. IT is then that Gildas awakens with a loud cry. He is sweat soaked and shaken, his entire body half numb instead of fully numb. He's ravenous and naseauted at the same time. He's shaking without control, eyes fixiated on the rays of sunlight. They capture his attention with a feverish estascy
[18:38] <@Kotono> OOC: Gah.
[18:38] <@Kotono> Dawn. The few rays of light fight through the canopy, providing dim illumination. IT is then that Gildas awakens with a loud cry. He is sweat soaked and shaken, his entire body half numb instead of fully numb. He's ravenous and naseauted at the same time. He's shaking without control, eyes fixiated on the rays of sunlight. They capture his attention with a feverish estascy joined by his cry of
[18:38] <@Kotono> pain and confusion.
[18:39] * @Porridge opens his eyes, the noise distracting him from his trance. "Rough night?" he guesses, seeing Gildas looking no better in the light of dawn than he had last night.
[18:39] <Feather> "Huh?"
[18:41] <Gildas> He takes a painful-sounding, raspy breath of air. "Poison." Is the only word he can manage to get out, looking much more worse for wear than he had the day before. He simply tries to slow his breathing, but seems to be having trouble with even that, looking ragged and hagged and everything in between.
[18:42] <Feather> "Shit. Still running? Need some antitoxin?"
[18:44] <Gildas> He looks like he's searching for the words, clearly having trouble even talking coherently. "Just... cure." He swallows, painfully. "Can't. Cure. Spell." He tries to explain.
[18:45] * Feather glances at Porridge. "We can't be more than a couple hours away. Let's bring him back to rest and then just grab some help to bring the wyverns the rest of the way?"
[18:46] <@Porridge> "Yeah, I dunno if any scavengers would care about something as poisonous as a wyvern anyway," Porridge agrees, standing and gathering his things. "Best thing to do is just rest till you feel better Gildas. We'll take you back for some pampering," he smirks.
[18:46] <@Kotono> OOC: Okay then, going to get Gildas back to the farm ASAP?
[18:47] <Feather> OOC: Sure. Then grab a couple strong guys and we can drag the wyverns over?
[18:48] * Quits: Soul (~Soul@99-177-222-135.lightspeed.stlsmo.sbcglobal.net) (Quit: )
[18:48] <@Kotono> roll 1d100
[18:48] * Hatbot --> "Kotono rolls 1d100 and gets 66." [1d100=66]
[18:49] <@Kotono> The rest of the trip is uneventful. It's a daze for Gildas, remembered as frozen moments of clarity mixed with great seas of feverish unawareness. The farm is busy, with Robert tending the fields and other farmy things while Brutes and Rashen work on the tavern. OOC: Ball's in your court, what are you doing with Gildas? Going to drop him off or anything else?
[18:50] <Feather> OOC: yeah, let's let him rest for a day and see if he starts to recover
[18:54] * Joins: Soul (~Soul@99-177-222-135.lightspeed.stlsmo.sbcglobal.net)
[18:57] <@Kotono> OOC: Going to get help to drag the wyverns back in the meantime?
[18:57] <Feather> OOC: Yes
[18:59] <@Kotono> The wyverns are brought back without incident. They're tucked away, Robert having a look at them in the meanwhile. The night passes. Come morning Gildas feels a little better. Not right, but not os feverish now. His reality seems more stable, like he's only miserably sick instead of delerious. OOC: 1 point of ability damage to all scores healed.
[19:00] <Gildas> OOC: Am I actually able of casting Neutralize Poison? I'm unsure of how spells work with regards to ability damage to Wis
[19:00] <Feather> With things settling down on this front, Feather decides to see whether raising spider-hawks gives someone the necessary skills to rear wyverns.
[19:01] <@Kotono> OOC: Your wis is 12, no? You need 10+spell level wisdom to cast a spell. So you can manage up to 2nd level spells right now. Going to cast/prep any? Also I'll deal with the party going to chat with Tindas shortly, Cor.
[19:02] <@Kotono> OOC: Also neutralize poison doesn't fix ability damage already inflicted by poison. You need restoration/lesser restoration fo rthat.
[19:03] <Gildas> OOC: Oh, good point. Well, I'll just prepare two Lesser Restorations for use later, then.
[19:03] <Feather> OOC: Prep them, use on wis, get more spells!
[19:03] <@Kotono> OOC: When will you use them?
[19:03] <Gildas> OOC: As soon as possible.
[19:03] <@Kotono> OOC: Roll 'em.
[19:04] <Gildas> roll 1d4 for wis
[19:04] * Hatbot --> "Gildas rolls 1d4 for wis and gets 3." [1d4=3]
[19:04] <Gildas> roll 1d4 for int
[19:04] * Hatbot --> "Gildas rolls 1d4 for int and gets 1." [1d4=1]
[19:04] <@Kotono> OOC: Going to do anything else or just rest after that, Gildas?
[19:04] <Gildas> OOC: Just rest.
[19:06] <@Kotono> OOC: You in here and Feather+Porridge in #evildunes.
[19:08] <@Kotono> The day passes in sleep for Gildas. He feels wholly miserable even after the restorations, sinking into repeated short naps broken up by surfacing for water and bits of chicken soup. At some point in this fragmented day, he awakens to find Em patting his head down with a cool cloth. "Here," she says, bringing a cup to his lips. "Spring water. It'll help."
[19:09] <Gildas> He shifts slightly, leaning up to sip the water. "Thank... you." He supresses a cough. "How are..." He takes a breath, steadying his thoughts. "How are the others doing?"
[19:11] <@Kotono> The water soothes his dry throat and momentarily lessens the feeling of sickness within him. "Pretty good. Tavern's getting close to done. That Rashen knows his building." More water and more yet, each one a moment of respite. "Ma's fixing you up some mushroom soup made with spring water and the mushrooms from around the spring. Thinks it'll help bright you right around."
[19:12] <Gildas> He manages a chuckle, followed by a short cough. "Always with the mushrooms..." He lays back down. "Thank you."
[19:13] <@Kotono> "I know. I'm so sick of mushrooms!" Em makes a face, "We've had so many growing this year!"
[19:16] <Gildas> "At least they're versa..." He shifts a bit. "...You can use them for a lot of things."
[19:16] <@Kotono> "Right." Smiling a moment, "You have a visitor, by the way. Are you well enough to see one?"
[19:18] <Gildas> He blinks, curious at that. "Yes, I ...should be fine, thank you."
[19:30] <@Kotono> Em leaves and a familiar purple panther comes in. He goes to sit on the floor at Gildas' bedside. "You are not well," it says in a soft voice.
[19:32] <Gildas> "You noticed." He gives a weak smile. "We ran into..." He trails off, realizing something.  "You probably already know." He shakes his head slowly. "You didn't come just to see me, though. Is... everything all right?"
[19:35] <@Kotono> The panther has a scroll in its mouth. Where it comes from you aren't sure, but it places it on the side of your bed. "About Myann," it says, "Analyze when you are able. Kral would like another opinion."
[19:36] <Gildas> "I'm still a bit addled... but I can read." He leans over for it. "From your words, this isn't something we can wait a few days for."
[19:40] <@Kotono> On the scroll is a series of drawings. It's of Myann, various diagrams, magical symbols and arcane notation. It looks fairly complex, especially to Gildas' weakened mind. It looks to be some sort of analysis. OOC: Make an K:N check here.
[19:41] <Gildas> roll 1d20+10
[19:41] * Hatbot --> "Gildas rolls 1d20+10 and gets 29." [1d20=19]
[19:45] <@Kotono> It looks to an analysis of Myann's fey mantle. The energies in her body are intensifying and efforts to purify it are going nowhere. Pre-existing changes run deep and throughout her body. According to this, several of her internal organs are partially fungus-based and a drawing of her bloodstream shows it full of tiny mushrooms. Based on this, you suspect purification is a long shot at best.
[19:45] <@Kotono> However, the second part deals with channeling this energy into Myann's magic. It looks to be a theoretical work, keeping Myann's mantle in check by using it to power her spells. Something she's done partially by instinct, but can be trained and honed. It looks theoretically sound to you.
[19:45] <Gildas> "Do you have an opinion?" He lowers the scroll onto his lap.
[19:46] <@Kotono> The panther shakes his head, "Kral wants to hear your opinion on this."
[19:47] <Gildas> "I bet they'll both say what I think, which is 'whatever Myann wants to do'." He coughs and nods. "But I'll ask them when they come back."
[19:48] <@Kotono> "What about your opinion," The panther presses. "What is it?"
[19:51] <Gildas> "I think she'd be happier if we could get rid of it." He admits with a frown. "But... she just wants to live without listening to the fey rules. If she can do that by controlling it... I think that's good enough."
[19:56] <@Kotono> The panther takes this silently, "That is all. Recover well."
[19:56] <Gildas> "Thank you for making the trip." He nods.

~

[19:09] <@Kotono> Porridge feels remarkably below the weather today. He has no energy at all and his joints ache. In spite of this he joins feather in finding Tindas. He's before the zygraat tree. Hanging from it is something rather larged that's wrapped in webbing. It's hanging from the loewr branches, several zygraats perched around it.
[19:10] <@Porridge> He really should've stayed in bed, but he was getting bored so he just wound up tagging along...
[19:11] <Feather> "Busy?"
[19:12] <@Kotono> "No. The zygraats aren't going to listen well until they eat," Turning away from them, "They'll wait for it to suffocate and then eat it. They got another deer today. It'll keep them fed for a few days."
[19:12] <Feather> "Huh, you don't say."
[19:14] <@Kotono> "I do, I do," he says, before giving Feather a look, "So what is it you want, humanfriend?"
[19:15] <Feather> "You know those wyverns that set up a nest a day's travel from here? After killing the raptorians who lived there, anyway?"
[19:15] <@Kotono> "I heard," he says, "Saw the wyverns you dragged back. Nasty looking beasts."
[19:16] * Feather snorts. "Nasty's the right word. One of them even cast spells, if you could believe it!"
[19:17] <@Kotono> "Heard dragons can do that somewhere," he says with a curious look, "The ones that bard sing about."
[19:18] <Feather> "Same here," Feather agrees. Then, cutting to the chase, he says, "Thing is, we found a couple eggs in their nest. Were thinking of maybe offerng them to the kobolds. Still might, unless you've got a better use for them?"
[19:29] <@Kotono> "Wyvern eggs?" His brows rise, "I don't know..." Trailing off a moment, "I've heard of elves far to the west trying to tame them, but none around here. They aren't native to the area. I'm not sure I'd want to try training them around all these children." Looking Feather in the eye, "Accidents happen when breaking in wild animals."
[19:31] * Feather nods. "Got it. Guess we'll make the kobolds our offer? They live far enough, and if you wanna be there to warn them all proper-like ahead of time, that would work fine."
[19:32] <@Porridge> "They like dragons'n stuff," Porridge adds, squinting a bit as he focuses on the conversation despite the distraction of his sore joints.
[19:33] * Feather laughs. "So they did!"
[19:33] <@Kotono> "Probably be valuable to them, don't get swindled," Tindas says after a moment, "Unhatched eggs are valuable since you can start with birth. By the way," he adds, "Weren't you interested in zygraat silk armor?"
[19:34] <Feather> "Sure was," Feather agrees. "If you were interested in the eggs, might've just tried to trade them. But since you're not, how much are you asking here?"
[19:37] <@Kotono> "Two things," Leaning back against the tree, as above the zygraats burst into motion! He pauses to look upa s they tear into the top of the coccoon, glimpses of a deer seen as the spider-birds tear into it! "Must be hungry," he mutters before going on, "I can make a set for one thousand gold at cost. Second, elf to elf...or humanfriend. Heart to heart then," Leaning in just a little bit,
[19:37] <@Kotono> "Either of you looking to court Em?"
[19:38] * Feather shakes his head, looking uncomfortable. "Really hope you're not setting that as some condition...."
[19:39] <@Porridge> "She's a looker alright, but I figure she's a bit too young for me," Porridge says, figuring he has near enough fifteen years on her.
[19:42] <@Kotono> "No," he says, "But I don't want to make armor for someone who's a competitor. People get ideas if something happens," he says, "Happened to a friend of mine. Became a blacksmith, made some armor for a friend who stole his girlfriend. His friend died when his armor failed in battle. Wasn't pretty, even if he was probably innocent."
[19:43] <Feather> "Oh. But you, uh, wouldn't do that? Right?"
[19:43] <@Porridge> "Not looking for new armour anyway, prefer'n put my trust in good steel," Porridge tinks his thumb against the breastplate he wears.
[19:46] <@Kotono> "I wouldn't," Feather gets a steely glare, "But you know. After a tragedy, people blame anyone they can. Anyway, she's half human, so a normal courtship should take care of any age issues."
[19:47] <Feather> "Right, then." Feather nods, accepting that. "Can you start making it if I pay a third of the cost up front, and the rest a bit later?"
[19:47] <@Porridge> Sounds a bit sketchy to Porridge but he's not her father.
[19:48] <@Kotono> "Yeah. I'l lneed all of it before I finish, but I can get started," he says with a slight nod.
[19:49] <Feather> "Sounds fair," Feather agrees. Running his knuckles over his mithral breastplate, he asks, "Remind me how it'd compare against this one?"
[19:55] <@Kotono> You get a quick summary of it...OOC: #elysium for technical stats.

[Ebiris]

[18:11] <@Kotono> OOC: Okay, were y'all gonna do anything but heal up for a few days?
[18:12] <Feather> OOC: Can we visit Myann?
[18:12] <@Porridge> OOC: I'll rest up rather than brave the wilds, then see what the kobolds wanted
[18:13] <@Kotono> OOC: You could go see if you wanted to, Feather.
[18:13] <Feather> OOC: After the kobolds+wyverns thing happens, then
[18:14] <Gildas> OOC: I'm fine with whatever.
[18:17] <@Kotono> OOC: Okay. You rest for two days. Heal and roll any restorations, y'all.
[18:17] <@Kotono> OOC: Will y'all be getting the eggs in the interum, too?
[18:22] <Gildas> roll 1d4 for con
[18:22] * Hatbot --> "Gildas rolls 1d4 for con  and gets 4." [1d4=4]
[18:22] <Gildas> roll 1d4 for dex
[18:22] * Hatbot --> "Gildas rolls 1d4 for dex and gets 4." [1d4=4]
[18:23] <Gildas> roll 1d4 for cha
[18:23] * Hatbot --> "Gildas rolls 1d4 for cha and gets 4." [1d4=4]
[18:28] <@Kotono> Two days of rest. Your winged guest is still resting when word that Shaman Ten'ten'tal has arrived comes. You head on down, meeting the Shaman and his retiune. OOC: Go ahead nad set yourselves up, sec.
[18:29] <Gildas> Gildas feels and looks much better as he arrives to meet with the Shaman. He hopes that they haven't found some secret lair of ants or shocker lizards, though...
[18:30] <@Porridge> Porridge is once more the picture of rude health as he jumps off the last few feet of rope and makes way for the others, greeting the collection of kobolds, "Heard you wanted to speak to us about the ant massacre?"
[18:31] * Feather brings the wyvern eggs along with him, hoping to sort that matter out one way or the other so that he'd be free to head out and check up on Myann. The wood for the kobolds and the preserved wyvern corpses are gathered outside, within easy reach if they need either. But for now, he simply waits for the answer to Porridge's question.
[18:32] <@Porridge> roll 1d100
[18:32] * Hatbot --> "Porridge rolls 1d100 and gets 23." [1d100=23]
[18:33] <Gildas> roll 1d100
[18:33] * Hatbot --> "Gildas rolls 1d100 and gets 39." [1d100=39]
[18:39] <@Kotono> "The quartz deposits are saturated in magic," The shamal says, "The slaughter of so many ants and your spells seeped into the crystals. You land dwellers probably don't know this, but crystals are natural magic and mind-magic absorbers."
[18:40] <@Kotono> The kobolds behind him stay at attention, weapons not drawn but eyes sweeping about.
[18:41] * Gildas blinks. "So does that mean that all the crystals there are... imbued, then?"
[18:41] <@Porridge> "Is that good or bad?" Porridge asks, wondering why it's being mentioned.
[18:43] <@Kotono> "In raw form. It takes a skilled kobold to forge the magic from them." He goes on, "These crystals have a way of...remembering what made them." He pauses there a moment, "Like newly hatched children. We can gather this up and make a weapon out of the most potent crystals and so long as one of you wields it, it will be a magical weapon."
[18:44] <Feather> "Sounds good, then!"
[18:45] <Gildas> "Ah, fascinating." He nods with a smile.
[18:45] <@Kotono> "We would offer to you at...cost," He struggles with that word before shaking his head, "It's no good to any of us, but it costs money to make. Are you interested?"
[18:46] <@Porridge> "Yeah, if it's better than my axe anyway. It got better after all that slaughter too," Porridge says, tapping said weapon.
[18:46] <Feather> "Sure. Can never have too many useful weapons, and magic? That's great. What were you thinking?"
[18:47] <@Kotono> "What type of weapon," The shaman asks next, "An axe or maybe a sword? A spear?" He considers, looking at the weapons of the party.
[18:48] <Feather> "I work best with a couple short swords," Feather muses. "Having a backup magical bow would be great, too."
[18:49] * @Porridge nods his head towards Feather, "Go with what he wants," he says. His axe becomes redundant when he turns into an animal anyway, so he doesn't need it that badly.
[18:50] * Feather blinks as something occurs to him. "Mind, I reckoned there was plenty of quartz to work with here."
[18:51] <@Kotono> "There is," The shamal goes on, peering at Gildas, "But the trick to it is to concentrate most the magic in the strongest, best formed crystals."
[18:53] <Gildas> Realizing the eyes upon him, he holds his hands up with a small smile. "If you could fashion some sort of necklace from it, that would suffice for me. I use natural weapons."
[18:53] * Feather draws one of his cold iron scimitars. "That's the kinda sword I was thinking of. If you can make a pair...."
[18:55] <@Kotono> "Ideas, ideas," The kobold murmurs, looking over all of them, "We will see which works best then. Also." A kobold comes forth, dragging a heavy bag with him, "Your next share."
[18:56] <@Kotono> After a moment the bag is too much. Three other kobolds come, pushing the bag towards the party.
[18:56] <@Porridge> "Damn, you guys must've ramped up production. How long do you think the veins'll last?" Porridge asks, moving to try and take the bag.
[18:56] <Feather> "We've got something useful for you guys, too," Feather voices. "Wyvern eggs. Sound like a bitch to rear properly, but if you do...."
[18:57] <@Kotono> OOC: Loot post.
[18:58] <@Kotono> "Wyvern eggs?" Just like that all attention is on Feather. "You mean the dragon wyverns? You have dragon eggs?!" All the kobolds start to stare, a few drooling and several looking awestruck. "Reaaaallllyyyyy now."
[18:59] <Feather> "And a couple dead ones. Think of all the poison you could get from those. And armor, eh? Or shields, maybe, if you like that."
[18:59] <@Porridge> "Not much use to us 'cause they'd be so hard to rear, but I figure you'll have some better ideas than we would."
[18:59] <@Kotono> "We could," The shaman agrees, starting to smile, "Friends, I think we can come to a mutually profitable and shiny-bringing agreement here, don't you?"
[19:00] <Feather> "Been thinking that ever since we came across you for the first time," Feather agrees, returning that happy mercenary smile.
[19:01] <@Kotono> "So. How about half off the price of the crystal weapon and an additional payment of two hundred gold coins?" He offers, spreading his hands wide.
[19:02] <@Porridge> "Why not just keep it simple, the weapon for the eggs?" Porridge suggests instead, thinking it'd be easier that way. And possibly cheaper.
[19:03] <@Kotono> "Hmmmmmmm." The butt of the kobold's staff is slammed to the ground, "Perhaps there is something to be said for simplicity," he finally says, "The eggs and the bodies."
[19:05] <Feather> "How about you throw in a suit of wyvern armor on your side?"
[19:06] <@Kotono> This gets the kobold to rub his chin, but he finally nods, "Done!"
[19:06] * Feather glances at Gildas and Porridge.
[19:06] * @Porridge nods. "Sounds a fair deal to me."
[19:06] * Gildas nods to Feather's suggestion.
[19:07] <Feather> It probably benefits the kobolds more, but none of this hits their specialties either and these things won't keep. So he grins and offers the shaman his hand, echoing him. "Done."
[19:07] <@Kotono> With a handshake the deal is sealed! OOC: Y'all good here or anything else to be done?
[19:07] <@Porridge> OOC: good
[19:07] <@Kotono> OOC: Going to go visit Myann next, sounds like?
[19:08] <Feather> OOC: Can we ask him to pay attention to any lizard caves near where the lake is?
[19:08] <Feather> OOC: I'm interested in visiting Myann, yes
[19:08] <@Kotono> OOC: Done and okay.
[19:09] <@Kotono> roll 1d100
[19:09] * Hatbot --> "Kotono rolls 1d100 and gets 46." [1d100=46]
[19:09] <@Kotono> roll 1d100
[19:09] * Hatbot --> "Kotono rolls 1d100 and gets 45." [1d100=45]
[19:12] <Gildas> OOC: Oh! Shit, I forgot.
[19:12] <Gildas> OOC: Gildas would've shown the others the scroll from Kral... but he can just show them now, I guess.
[19:13] <@Kotono> The next day brings daytrip out. Loaded up with a picnic lunch curtesy of the Missus, the party heads on towards the Circle's tree. The trip is unremarkable and the party knows it well by now.  As you approach, this time the tree's face appears without prompting. It yawns, "Ho hum, ho hum. Good afternoon! Oh, it's you again!"
[19:14] <Feather> "Hey there," Feather says, showing no signs of how unnerved he is by this.
[19:15] <Gildas> "Is now a good time to visit?" He asks, holding onto the scroll he was given days ago.
[19:16] <@Kotono> "Ho hum," Another yawn, the face vanishing for a few moments. It reappears after, "Go on up! It would be best if she got some encouragement."
[19:18] <Feather> "Great!"
[19:19] <@Kotono> The way ahead appears, stairs going up! The party climbs up them. This t ime there's no room above, just a straight shot up to the top of the canopy. As you climb up, sunshine starting to peek through, you notice there are mushrooms growing here and there on the stairs and branches around you.
[19:21] * Feather keeps on going, since they're certainly on the right path.
[19:23] <@Kotono> You reach the top! It's like a large deck has been laid atop the canopy. It's quite big with wooden railing saround the sides. Around you the Vastwoods spread in all directions. The platform is full of mushrooms, growing all over. Here Myann sits. Not a mushroom grows on her. Her eyes are tightly closed, her mouth silently forming tongue-twisting words. Each few words the mushrooms around flex,
[19:23] <@Kotono> some growing and some shrinking.
[19:24] <@Porridge> Unsure if they should distract her, Porridge looks for a place to sit that isn't covered in mushrooms.
[19:24] <Feather> "Hello," Feather greets her, grinning. "Surprise!"
[19:26] <@Kotono> It takes some looking but Porridge finds a place. Myann's eyes open just before a big smile comes to her face. "Feather! Everyone!" The mushrooms all over shift in color to a reddish pink.
[19:27] <@Porridge> "Hey," Porridge nods in greeting. "Everything going okay?"
[19:28] <@Kotono> The color fades from the mushrooms and they return to the previous cavalcade of 'shroom colorings. "As well as it could be. I miss being around all of you," A light sigh escapes Myann, "Kral keeps needling me about that. I can tell he's using it to motivate me, but it works."
[19:30] <Gildas> "I am glad to see you in good spirits." He smiles.
[19:30] <@Porridge> "Hey, well we miss you too," Porridge says, "Can hear your voice sometimes out there, but the panther said it was your mantle and not you."
[19:31] <Feather> "Glad to hear it, yeah," Feather agrees. "You know, we keep on hearing from you, like Porridge says. But we got no idea if you're hearing us answer, so I figured we could just come here and tell you in person."
[19:32] <@Kotono> "It's mostly the mantle." Myann sighs again, eyes closing. "I'm learning to control what I can and expel what I can't through my magic. For instance?" In a moment a familiar block appears before Feather. "Give that a good punch?"
[19:33] * Feather rears back before slamming his fist against the block, careful not to aim it in the direction of any of the others.
[19:35] <@Kotono> Odd. Despite punching a heavy wood block, his fist doesn't hurt. It doesn't move. Instead several tiny mushrooms erupt out from the top, gliding off the edges and pooling around it. "For instance, I've found Blockade can work well even when I fill it with energy from the mantle. I'm not quite sure why a good blow knocks them out, but the mushrooms seem to want to come out."
[19:37] * Feather laughs. "Would probably make an enemy stop and look, maybe try to figure it out if we're lucky."
[19:38] <@Kotono> "I hope so." The block vanishes and after a moment, another appears. This one is golden, covered in glitterdust. "Try it again. The gold dust makes the blocks more solid and makes it easier to invest more of the mantle into it."
[19:40] * Feather punches it with his other hand, asking, "So that's what you're working on?"
[19:42] <@Kotono> The gold coloring winks away after the punch. This time a single large mushroomc omes out. It's familiar to Porridge, the same red and white mushroom that made him momentarily grow. It glides to the ground and on it a few feet before coming to a stop. "Yes. Thank you," She bows deeply to all three, "The seeds slowed down the mantle enough so that I was able to catch up. I'm learning to keep the
[19:42] <@Kotono> power under control now. You saved me again, I fear I would have lost control without that extra time. I was...I was close when the seeds got here. Closer than I realized."
[19:42] <@Porridge> "Damn, good thing we took the chance on the closer source then," Porridge whistles.
[19:43] <Feather> "No kidding!"
[19:44] <Gildas> "Do you think that, ultimately you'll just try and keep the mantle under control by using it to power your spells?" He asks, glancing at the scroll. "I think... I think that may ultimately just be the safest route for you, but... what do you really want to do?"
[19:46] <Feather> "Good point, that," Feather agrees. "Just a few days ago we fought actual wyverns, right here in these woods. If that's possible, now... what isn't?"
[19:46] <@Kotono> "It's the safest route," Myann echos, sitting back on her elbows. She looks up to the sky and blows out a breath, her red bangs fluttering back. "The chicken just wasn't strong enough to save me from this. Don't you dare blame yourselves for it, either. I can control this and come back soon. If one day I can't, then I'll make my own kingdom in the fey world. One that's not open to them and not
[19:46] <@Kotono> about demented entertainment. A place of friends and happiness."
[19:47] * @Porridge smiles at that optimistic thought, hoping it'll work out if it gets that far.
[19:49] <Gildas> "We'd all like that." He smiles and nods to her. "You're always welcome with us, even if we have to enjoy a mushroom sandwich now and again." He hopes the joke will make her feel a bit better.
[19:51] <@Kotono> "Gods forbid. No more eating mushrooms," Myann says, voice fervent. She shudders, "I'm so sick of mushrooms! They wall want to be eaten, especially the poisonous ones." A sigh escapes her as she sits up, "I think I'll be able to come back soon. How's the farm growing?"
[19:51] <Gildas> He can't help but chuckle a bit and look over at Porridge. "We had a small run in with some wyverns..."
[19:53] <@Porridge> "Yeah, meant to be just one," Porridge snorts. "Got laid up a few days 'cause of the poison. Still better off than that raptoran they hit first, he just isn't recovering at all."
[19:54] <Feather> "Might take him some time, is all," Feather says. "Didn't look like much of a fighter to start with."
[19:58] <@Kotono> "That's terrible. The spring isn't helping him at all?" Myann asks.
[19:59] <Gildas> "We think that he might have been... addled, before the poison." He frowns.
[20:00] <@Porridge> "I dunno, the poison addled you good," Porridge says, "If he was already slow he'd have been put into a coma by it."
[20:01] <Feather> "Still think it's a matter of time...." Feather trails off, tilting his head. "Say, Gildas, did you try to use your magic on him? To help him recover his wits and all?"
[20:02] <Gildas> He shakes his head. "I hadn't had the time to do so, I was so focused on getting myself back to my normal routine. I will do so when we return."
[20:03] <@Kotono> "I wish I could go back with you and see," Myann comes over and sits next to Feather, "But soon, I promise."
[20:03] <Feather> "That's what we hoped to say, yeah. That's we're waiting, you hear?"
[20:04] <@Kotono> "I promise," Myann repeats, "Got it?"
[20:05] <Gildas> "We will hold you to that." He smiles.