[NEXUS] The Weald III

[Surtr]

[Weald: Outer Rim]

By buzz I meant the insects not the compass. The wasps seem to be looking around as they have a lingering feeling that something was just there a second ago. Behind whatever tree the wizard was hiding he will hear footsteps and a lot of them. If he squints he might just see spiders the size of him moving towards him. Not such a lucky day eh?

[ThirdEmperor]

Weald- Outer Rim

Spiders. Why did it have to be spiders?

Closing a hand around the medallion of etheric gold hanging 'round his neck, the Wizard steps from his hiding spot and barks out an ancient word for fire as loud as he dares. In his free hand bright yellow flames rise into existence, bringing with them a ferocious amount of noxious gray smoke.

He waves the flames before him like a ward, hoping that the fire and smoke will frighten the dull insects away. And if not, then the fire can be redirected upon them as a weapon.

[Surtr]

Weald: Outer Rim

Due to the fact that the spiders were just taking a walk they decide to avoid the sudden fire. The wasps left as the search became troublesome with the smoke. Good going right? *Rumble* Hmmm? the wizard's fire seems to have woken something. The ground shakes beneath the wizard. Thus from below him jumps out a giant Hercules beetle the size of a small house. it is pissed

[ThirdEmperor]

Weald- Outer Rim

Is there no end to this parade of wildlife? Two packs of roving insects was misfortune, three, nothing short of ridiculous.

The Wizard hurls his conjured flame at the beetle, before quickly putting a tree between him and it to forestall any charge aimed his way. The fire should cling to it's shell with unnatural adhesion and burn quite intensely for a few seconds, rapidly consuming all the energy invested into it to create as much heat as possible.

[Surtr]

[Weald: Outer Rim]

The beetle suddenly stops. Something is wrong with it. The beetle no longer sees the wizard. It leaves the area. One wonder what just happened. Something is up with the insects. No plants, man-eating ones, have been seen either.

[ThirdEmperor]

Weald- Outer Rim

Aaaaand what about the flames that were thrown in it's direction?

[Surtr]

[Weald: Outer Rim]

They are burning as you speak.

[Reinholdt]

[Weald - Pixie Camp]

"Pretty much anything if the lot of them think they can get away with it. Births, deaths, after successful hunts, to celebrate a coupled pair, because the moon is full, because the sun set." She laughs at the last one. "If there's one thing Bloodfangs like to do, it's celebrate."

[Weald - Pixie Camp]

"Yes, Bloodfangs. Why is the tribe named that?" Besides murdering anything with fangs. With stabbing murder death.

[Path to Ruins]

"Agreed. Lets follow my eyeball scout until we find a good place."

Thus the group traveled and managed to find a semi-hidden cave that was formed by tree roots. Tamashi checks it and it looked relatively safe. Once inside Alistair collapsed and his summon of course disappeared. "Hm? He's not that wounded....?"

[Path to Ruins]

"Who's not?" Reinholdt and Tamashi don't seem to have been wounded at all. If Alistair was referring to himself then maybe the Weald was just taking its toll on heavy magic use? Weald would be crazy enough to just do that to one person and not the others.

[Surtr]

[Path to Ruins]

"I'm the one talking." says Tamashi. Alistair is knocked out. I believe it is one of the disadvantages of a summoner. Being unable to summon a combat summon weakened his battle performance and fighting ten beast without cover is hard as he doesn't take well to hits. "Have you healing as one of your tricks?"

[Reinholdt]

[Path to Ruins]

It was particularly hard to tell since last post mentioned eyeball scout, which I thought was Alistair's. And if that's correct, then they have the same text colour which is really confusing.

"Just first aid stuff." And most of Rein's first aid practice was on a cat.

Still Reinholdt will kneel down and take a look at how bad it is.

[Surtr]

[Path to Ruins]

As Reinholdt examines Alistair he will see a lot of gashes on his body from claws that hit earlier. The only bad wound are deep bite marks that start from the right shoulder down to part of the chest. One tooth is stuck inside which maybe the cause of him fainting.

[Gullara]

[Weald - Pixie Camp]

The Chieftess grins. "A long long time ago, there never used to be any large organized tribes of pixies like this. There were a lot of smaller bands and everyone was pushing for territory. You can probably guess there was a lot of fighting. There was one band that was famous for tearing the throats out of their enemies with sharpened teeth. They'd charge into battle grinning like madmen to show off their stained teeth. They were terrifying and vicious. Pretty soon you either joined with them, fled the area, or died. That's where we get our name to this day and why we're the biggest tribe you'll ever see around here. We don't stain our teeth with blood anymore, but when we Paint ourselves for hunting or war, we paint red fangs around our mouths."

[Reinholdt]

[Path to Ruins]

"Might have to pull this tooth out. You'll need to be prepared to stop the bleeding." Reinholdt tells Tamashi as he works on cleaning the various wounds first.

[Weald - Pixie Camp]

At least Nadas is used to hanging out with vicious psychopathic murderers. Not that he likes it, but he's not going to freak out or do something stupid.

"Well at least the history is colourful. What other tribes are there?"

[Surtr]

[Path to Ruins]

"Doubtless this will give him a nightmare...." Tamashi turns ghostly and enters Alistair's body. A voice rings outReady...

[Reinholdt]

[Path to Ruins]

Not what Rein meant... but it'll have to do he supposes. Reinholdt will go to carefully extract the tooth, clean the wound once more, then dress it.

[Surtr]

[Path to Ruins]

Alistair gets bandaged and does not lose any blood. He's sound asleep. Tamashi speaks. "My soul will take tonight's watch, go sleep." assuming there are no objection we proceed to morning.

[Gullara]

[Weald - Pixie Camp]

To be fair, she is referring to war time. Though it's small comfort after they killed those orcs I'm sure.

"There's lots of tribes around, but the other two main ones in this area are the Quillbeasts and the Deviltongues. They live further out where the woods are safer than they are here. No one really lives in the deep woods, though. At least no one normal. You're just asking to die if you try."

[Reinholdt]

[Path to Ruins]

Reinholdt doesn't bother explaining he's nocturnal and always has been. Granted he still can sleep so goes and takes some catnaps anyways. Cause, well, catnaps.

Morning time!

[Weald - Pixie Camp]

"Why? What's in the Deep Woods?" Nadas asks, taking some more notes.

[ThirdEmperor]

Weald- Outer Rim

Strange, that the beast does not even seem to notice it's burning. A welcome reprieve from being chased, but very strange. Giving the beetle a wide berth the Wizard creeps away from the tree and towards another, moving from cover to cover towards his goal, in case the beast decides to resume it's fury.

His atunement to the ether should warn him of any enchantments lingering, but the Weald is a wild place, so he might not be able to pick out the spell responsible amidst the clamor of conflicting magics.

[Gullara]

[Weald - Pixie Camp]

"You tell me, you're the one studying it." The Chieftess says jokingly. "The Weald gets more and more dangerous the deeper you go in. We hunt in the Weald a lot, but living any further in than we are is crazy."

[Reinholdt]

[Weald - Pixie Camp]

Well that didn't answer his question in the least. Didn't even tell him what they hunted there.
"I haven't been that far." Is his only reply, lacking any further questions at this time.

[Gullara]

[Weald - Pixie Camp]

"That's probably a good thing. You can get yourself killed easy if you don't know what you're doing. There's all kinda of things there. The worst are the fae, though. They're not just cruel and vicious, they're smart too. We don't go too too deep ourselves. There's a lot of animals like deer and stuff like that that we hunt for food. One of the nastier things we hunt for food are these big, tree climbing lizards. They're quick and they have sharp claws, but they're delicious too." The Chieftess says.

[Reinholdt]

[Weald - Pixie Camp]

"I comprehend. Do you consider yourselves fae as well?" Seems like they might not?

[Gullara]

[Weald - Pixie Camp]

"Not exactly. There's all kinds of fey, and they're a different kind from us. That's what some say at least. I just know they're different." The different in spelling between fey and fae is lost on the pixies of course.

[Reinholdt]

[Weald - Pixie Camp]

That's ok, they're lost on me as well. >>

"So what do pixies do when they aren't courting or hunting?"

[Surtr]

[Path to Ruins]

Reinholdt doesn't bother explaining he's nocturnal and always has been. Granted he still can sleep so goes and takes some catnaps anyways. Cause, well, catnaps.

Morning time!

Alistair wakes up with a gasp. He felt as if he slept in the land of the dead. "Ah, where's my summon? Did it disappear? "

Weald- Outer Rim

Strange, that the beast does not even seem to notice it's burning. A welcome reprieve from being chased, but very strange. Giving the beetle a wide berth the Wizard creeps away from the tree and towards another, moving from cover to cover towards his goal, in case the beast decides to resume it's fury.

His atunement to the ether should warn him of any enchantments lingering, but the Weald is a wild place, so he might not be able to pick out the spell responsible amidst the clamor of conflicting magics.

Well I'm pretty sure magic isn't the cause of all the ruckus anyway after careful traveling by the wizard he does not encounter anything. He is now at least halfway to the goal. He is now in [Weald: Herb Haven]

[Gullara]

[Weald - Pixie Camp]

"Eat, sleep, spar, raise children, play, fight. There's lots we do besides hunting and courting." The Chieftess replies.

Meanwhile, Two small (even for pixies) people fly up in front of the drow's face. They're a boy and a girl, about eight and six years old respectively. They're obviously very curious about this giant in their midst. "Who're you?" The girl asks.

[Reinholdt]

[Weald - Pixie Camp]

Nadas leans back a little.
"I'm Nadas Xar'cha. A drow."

[Gullara]

[Weald - Pixie Camp]

"You're huuuge." The girl observes. Her brother flies forward and tries to poke Nadas in the nose, which makes the girl giggle. The Chieftess just shakes her head at the children.

[Reinholdt]

[Weald - Pixie Camp]

I'm sure if Nadas were anyone else, there'd be a 'that's what she said' right about now.

Nadas' nose twitches. "Well to me you're tiny."