Shel's Head - 003

[spiral]

init: dalien 5, matrox 6, goran 8, wyvern 9, crom 10, elthar 14, shay 13

Dalien finds the Wyvern circling overhead with the sharp end of an arrow. It thuds into the beast's belly but does little to disrupt or seriously hurt the creature (5 damage).

Matrox lets fly several brilliant dazzling bolts of energy into the wounded Wyvern laying nearby, rupturing one side of the creature's body completely - finishing it off with ease. The beast moves no more.

Goran readies himself for the Wyvern circling overhead to make its move, and just in time, as the beast suddenly turns on its wing and hurtles to the ground with a startling screech. It is unnerving in the lowlight of the camp to be assailed by something so large, fast, ferocious, and so obviously intent on tearing you all into pieces, given the chance.

Goran, as the creature lands with a crash and steams quickly amidst the party biting and snapping this way and that you flash the Frost Brand in a flurry of blows. Your first strikes true (8 damage).

The Wyvern snaps this way and that, its barbed tail flipping over its head and striking the ground here and there in an attempt to impale somebody.

First (bite) attack is vs. [dice=6] = Crom, 13-[dice=20]= hit AC -3.
Second (stinger) attack is vs. [dice=6] = Crom, 13-[dice=20]= hit AC 1.

First (bite) attack hits for [dice=8][dice=8] 10 points of damage.

Furious, Crom retaliates, and butchers the beast in a fit of rage, his blades wiped clean of its crimson blood even before it slumps to the ground - stone dead.

A silence descends upon the camp once more.[rand=7775826362316561163010055253343953439793957296139562662318302318]

[TheUdjat]

"Well," Dalien says, breaking the silence. "That's two minutes of my life I'm never getting back. Should we move camp, now that it's clear Infyrana knows where we are, or do you guys want to try and soldier through the rest of the night?"

While he waits for an answer, he goes about making sure that wyvern innards aren't threatening to ooze onto his bedroll or anything. That would just be unspeakably gross, and probably dangerous somehow. Damn wyverns.

[Rojito]

Goran sighs heavily, "Not even a good fight. But since you have alerted everyone in a twelve league radius of our location, we should move on. Or other will soon be down upon our head as well."

[Wicksy]

Matrox yawns and looks up at the moon "Well, i suggest we move.....not too far though. We'll be found where-ever we go, that is sure. So we may aswell not put our selve out too much. I dont much fancy sharing my bedroll with a wyvern corpse though"

[at]

Crom kicks the corpse out of the way and gathers up his equipment, quickly ready to move.
"We should choose a less exposed location, and post additional guards"
He scans the landscape as if expecting another attack.

[TheZebraShakes™]

Shay pulls himself up from the ground after having received a hard kick from his brother. He yawns and rubs his eyes with the side of his hand, not liking the sight of everyone packing up and getting ready to move.

"Whatever's out there looking for us is gonna find us no matter where we go as long as Elthar has that shard thing. If we keep running away, we're only letting them win. We've gotta hold our ground,"

Shay attempts to convince the others to stay put where they are, but will trudge along after the rest and find a good campsite if they insist on leaving now.

[Rojito]

Goran gives Shay a look of exasperation, "Lad if we stay here we will lose to simply overwhelming numbers. The dragon hasn't held the mountain for this many years because he is stupid nor weak. We must use what we can to our advantage, so long as he is on the mountain than orders take awhile to be sent out, and he cant see the lands for himself."

[prime9]

"We should move, even creatures not aligned against us may be drawn here. We need to move quickly to complete this damned amulet before it brings down more than wyverns on our heads"