Rachelle held onto her halberd tightly, staying well away from the amorous woman, as well as the other two werewolves.
"How exactly did you get out of the castle, anyway?" she asks.
The party marches on towards Vyones with three new members. The day went on, with the two new members blowing kisses and winking at basically everyone. At a point, Sasha complained about being tired.
"Namphoodle, carry me."
Namphoodle removed his robe to reveal his nude scarred body. There was hardly an inch of it's skin without a terrible looking scar. It's genitals seemed to have been removed, though the lack of breast and position of the genital scar point to Namphoodle being male.
Namphoodle then began to change it's shape. He becomes a very large wolf, about the size of a horse.
Sasha then got on. She also invited Lynda to ride Namphoodle too.
"Namphoodle, carry me."
Namphoodle removed his robe to reveal his nude scarred body. There was hardly an inch of it's skin without a terrible looking scar. It's genitals seemed to have been removed, though the lack of breast and position of the genital scar point to Namphoodle being male.
Namphoodle then began to change it's shape. He becomes a very large wolf, about the size of a horse.
Sasha then got on. She also invited Lynda to ride Namphoodle too.
This is worrying.
"Hrulgin, head on over to the party. Give them each a vial of your drow poison and have them coat their weapons. If they can't, you can do it for them. I don't think our weapons will be all that effective, but I suppose poison might help if things go south."
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"Hrulgin, head on over to the party. Give them each a vial of your drow poison and have them coat their weapons. If they can't, you can do it for them. I don't think our weapons will be all that effective, but I suppose poison might help if things go south."
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Voulton is staying as far back of the werewolves as possible. He doesn't like this shit at all. Doubly so since the one has taken forms. What would the Forest Rangers think if they walked by right now? No, this has clearly gone too far. Too far. The only thing stopping him from immediately leaping to action is the remote chance that this party, wild as it is, might be his only chance home.
He has no way of knowing whether or not anyone here will understand it, but as they walk he occasionally takes a "practice swing" at a tree, leaving a mark known to all woodsmen of his home nation as a symbol of danger ahead. It's an off-chance, but it might dissuade anyone else on the road from getting mixed up in this.
He has no way of knowing whether or not anyone here will understand it, but as they walk he occasionally takes a "practice swing" at a tree, leaving a mark known to all woodsmen of his home nation as a symbol of danger ahead. It's an off-chance, but it might dissuade anyone else on the road from getting mixed up in this.
Things are getting tense. Kalar moves in with the party, ready for anything.
He rummages through his pack, and then retrieves a few items.
He hands the first to Voulton. Quietly, he says, "If things go badly, drink this, it will give you the constitution of a bear. It will certainly help in a prolonged battle."
To Rachelle, he says, "Put this on your halberd if things go badly. It will turn it into a magical weapon, temporarily."
Kalar moves in beside Rachelle and Tammytharn, eyes out for any danger.
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He rummages through his pack, and then retrieves a few items.
He hands the first to Voulton. Quietly, he says, "If things go badly, drink this, it will give you the constitution of a bear. It will certainly help in a prolonged battle."
To Rachelle, he says, "Put this on your halberd if things go badly. It will turn it into a magical weapon, temporarily."
Kalar moves in beside Rachelle and Tammytharn, eyes out for any danger.
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Marching orders:
Tammytharn hopes that they can reach the city, (or at least an inn) peacefully before these werefolk cause and problems, but if a fight should break out, she will summon (III) a pack of Celestial Monkeys to run interference, and try throwing a tanglefoot bag at Namphoodle (aiding her aim with the Mage's Hand, which should work because the bag is alchemical, not magical) She will then focus on healing (she has some inflicts for Kalar's ghoul) and will verbally reprimand anyone who tries to kill the werewolves rather than incapacitating them
Hopefully none of that will be needed :)
Tammytharn hopes that they can reach the city, (or at least an inn) peacefully before these werefolk cause and problems, but if a fight should break out, she will summon (III) a pack of Celestial Monkeys to run interference, and try throwing a tanglefoot bag at Namphoodle (aiding her aim with the Mage's Hand, which should work because the bag is alchemical, not magical) She will then focus on healing (she has some inflicts for Kalar's ghoul) and will verbally reprimand anyone who tries to kill the werewolves rather than incapacitating them
Hopefully none of that will be needed :)
Voulton accepts the potion and will indeed drink it if things turn ugly. Hopefully it's not poison. He absentmindedly snaps into another slim jim as they walk. For now he won't attack, but he worries about nightfall and wonders how to protect his decency. This werewolf chick is hot, no doubt, but she doesn't hold a candle to the leather-clad queen back home. He muses aloud "What is it about being evil that makes women so sexy? Are the sexy women drawn to being evil and the uggos to good or is it some kinda natural balance, the way moss always grows on the same side of a tree?" and shakes his head. The universe isn't fair, even when you're trapped in a weird one.
The day went on. The werewolves described their time in castle clover to past the time. It seems the people they were with did most of the work but died against the bull and then against the trap on the silver gate. They didn't seem to experience anything the party didn't. Their stories did reveal a rather brutal nature the two had even prior to becoming werewolves. They wnet on to describe how they found Namphoodle after the first full moon. He just turned up laying next to them and has been with them since.
The day grew towards it's end when the group decided it would be a good time to camp. Nothing but forest had been seen that day and nothing bu forest could be seen ahead. It would seem they would have to sleep outside.
The day grew towards it's end when the group decided it would be a good time to camp. Nothing but forest had been seen that day and nothing bu forest could be seen ahead. It would seem they would have to sleep outside.
"I sleep with my axe and I don't like surprises." declares Voulton with as much menace as he can muster while he clears an area to sleep. "Obviously we'll need a lookout for any danger (from within or without). Preferably more than one and preferably people who can keep their hands off of each other." he adds, glaring at the nymphomaniacal lycanthropes. "I don't know how you want to draw up the shifts and I don't care, I'll do whatever's asked of me". If firewood is needed, he'll gather WAY more than enough. He's also decided to sleep with his backpack protecting his man-goodies.
"Let's set up camp then."
Kalar considers how to set watch.
"I will take first watch, along with Hrulgin. In order to ensure that no one feels threatened, I suggest Sasha take first watch with the two of us. Second watch can be covered by Lynda, along with Voulaire, and last watch Voulton and Namphoodle. At least that way, no one will fear knives in their sleep."
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Kalar considers how to set watch.
"I will take first watch, along with Hrulgin. In order to ensure that no one feels threatened, I suggest Sasha take first watch with the two of us. Second watch can be covered by Lynda, along with Voulaire, and last watch Voulton and Namphoodle. At least that way, no one will fear knives in their sleep."
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That's good with Voulton. Unsure of what else to do and a little weirded out by Namphoodle, he'll pass the night (If they live that long) by telling him about home, the queen and her men that forced him into the castle, the terror that quickly befell their "party" (Press gang being the better term) and how they rushed their way through like rats off a sinking ship.
Kalar will ask Hrulgin to keep watch from as high up in the trees as he can. Ready with a poisoned dart should any of the three werewolves make a hostile move.
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