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Scales of War: DnD 4e PBF
Malek Deneith:
Graven stood there motionless for a few minutes and you could see the rune on his forehead glow, and wounds dealt by weapons and fangs of the ettercap fill and mend... slowly. You weren't sure how the way the warforged 'healed' worked, but one thing was certain - the process didn't go as smoothly or swiftly as it did earlier today. Finally he rose his head and spoke
- "That battle was a lot harder than we expected it seems. I can't speak for rest of you but I'm not sure how much more I can handle without longer downtime. And neither I'm sure if we can manage it back to town to get Mr. Sertian there. We might need to consider going outside of the tomb and camping yet again" - you could swear you heard something resembling a sigh and Graven turned to Sertian - "Let me help you with that. Perhaps we can dig him something resembling a grave outside."
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S.K. Ren:
"I think Ill need a breather too." Adis wheezed. His robes were still smoking from the fire. Sitting down for a brief moment to catch his breath, his hand landed upon something squishy. A tiny gelatinous cube had somehow worked its way into the dungeon, likely to feed off the remains of the Ettercap's own meals. After watching it jiggle from a few pokes, Adis observed it start to digest the Ettercap's corpse. "Hmm, you could be useful my little friend. You're coming with me."
Quickly grabbing a few stray pieces of unburned webbing, Adis drew a small diagram for the binding ritual of a familiar. Placing the unsuspecting cube in the center and adding small drop of magic the tiny gelatinous cube dissolved and then shortly reconstituted in Adis hand.
Gargulec:
Karan kept silence for a few moments after the combat has ended, inspecting her body in growing bewilderment. She realized that she was not wounded! For the first time in her life, she emerged from the fight without even a scratch. It took her a few minutes to finally assure herself of that fact. Only then did she turn towards the rest of the party, with a huge, earnest grin on her face. For the first time since you met her, you heard her giggling silently.
'Yep, I agree with Graven, we really could use a short nap or something' she stated. Of course, she felt exhausted, but not even half as bad as she usually did after the engagements of such scale.
She glanced over the chamber, looking for anything of value the party could have missed before. Suddenly, a silly idea crossed her mind. She put down her new weapon, and approached the warforged, tapping him on his numerous plates of steel.
'Would you mind if I climb you?' she asked, wondering from where did this good humour of her come from. 'I'd like to gather some of the nets from the celling, and I am kinda... too short to do this without help?'
Malek Deneith:
- "The spiderwebs? What do you need them for?" - the construct asked.
Gargulec:
'Clothing and ropes' she explained with a shrug. 'I once had a genasi in my band that used to wear a spider-silk clothing when not in the field, and well, they were really nice... she blinked a bit, like if she was trying to give a second though to what she was saying. 'Such concerns does not fit me a smallest bit, right?' she asked.
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