The Den of Terror

"Wat, it was a mistake. They happen, you're not perfect!"

Er, she stopped running once she got to the Dryad. O.o

In any case, she gives a What do you think kind of look at Leilanad before saying,"<Someone I thought I could trust tried to kill a innocent lady for no reason. I guess I'm fine, physically.>"

"<I can see you're fine physically,>" said Leilanad. "<Just look at the half-orc now.>"

Errwick looks up at Suzy.
<She will be fine now, Miss Suzy. I'm sure she would be more than grateful for another of Fey Blood to look over her though, if you would care to lend me a hand? I feel it would be best to move her somewhere warm and dry for her recovery.>

Errwick speaks better Elven than he speaks common. He also sounds surprisingly charismatic in the language. Mainly because it makes his voice sound less... squeaky. By comparison. =P

Leilanad is surprised by this, and makes a mental note to talk to him in elven more often.

"<A spell to strike fear in his heart. If your worried for a potential killer, don't be. It wears off.>" She snapped, no longer looking at him directly. At Errwick's words, she turns and says,"<Alright, then. Where shall we carry her too, and is there anything I should know about carrying someone who's wounded as she is, so I don't hurt her further?>"

"<Trust me, Wat is the only potential killer I'm worried about,>" says Leilanad before looking to Errwick. Then he thought for a second. Wait a minute, I have an extra blanket. It would probably be better to have something to carry her on then just or backs.

Because of this he took out a winter blanket and asked, "<Does this help?>"

"No, Oi'm no gud. Oi'm loik ull da storeys..." Wat closes his eyes tightly, hating himself and still afraid of Suzy. Again, he tries to get away. For two more rounds >,,,>

Grapple again, I guess?

Sir Orgadude of Awesomton carried out 1 launched of one d20 :

14

+6

"Dammit, man, you're not like the stories. You're better then that, you're a bloody hero. If you were like the stories then why did you help the elf and I when we were being attacked? If you were evil you would've just let us die." I say, trying to keep him down.

Zak carried out 1 launched of one d20 :

11

+4 grapple.

Orga: You are still grappled. However, the magical effects of the fear are fading. You can, of course, persist with your character's psychological condition as long as you choose.


Zak:
Roll Use Rope.

Errwick nods, takes the blanket, and uses it to lift the Dryad into his arms.
"<If the two of you would be so kind, your Elven senses are much more refined than mine. If you could find a comfy spot for us to lay this unfortunate maiden, it would be greatly appreciated.>"

"<Alright then,>" Leilanad said quietly. He began to look out for a nice spot.

Search

Thunderscreamer carried out 1 launched of one d20 :

13

+5

Suzy nods, before leaving herself to find a place to lay the lady.
Search:+5

Hiro carried out 1 launched of one d20 :

14

And then Suzy found a slightly better place.

Sunnuvabetch. Why can I get high rolls when I'm rolling NPC guard enemies but whenever its relatively important, I rarely get above a ten.

You think it's bad for you Zak? You did not see the wolves. Rolling nothing below a fifteen every time they jump up anything. Critting for maximum damage against the party ranger, for heaven's sake! But the minute I want my rogue to escape some handcuffs with their maxed out sleight of hand and lock picking, it's like "Denied!"

Sher manages to tie Wat down with great difficulty.
Meanwhile, Suzy and Leila manage to find some soft moss close to the riverbank, where they lay the Dryad down. Errwick leaves them watching over her, as he goes back to join Sher, Wat and Mordecai in sorting out the craziness.

Wat ceases trying to runaway, but he remains unconvinced of what Sher said to him. Kidnapping random people, killing innocents.... He shuts his eyes tightly in an attempt to force the thoughts out of his head. 'At least they toid mai up' he thinks to himself.

I wipes the sweat from my brow and sigh, looking down at the barbarian sadly. "Errwick is with the woman right now, Wat. She'll be fine." I say, looking around to see where the hell we are.

Uh Dylan I never chose my languages and I have two, can they be Elven and Orcish?

Of course!
Damned bards, being smart and diplomatic. <<

Wondrous!
I'm going to go to Suzy in order to try calm her down
"<If I bring Wat back here can you promise me not to attack him?>"

Diplomacy

Jeebus carried out 1 launched of one d20 :

5

+9

"<Only so far as you can promise he won't attack someone else.>" Suzy says, turning towards him.

I help Wat to his feet, though hes still tied up, and try to manuever him back to camp. "Come on, Wat. I'll show you, she'll be fine."

Wat resists. "No, dawnt bring me back there" He shakes his head "Oi can't. Jus leave me 'ere"

"No, Wat. I can't do that." I say pulling him along. "Its not safe here."