Silver moved quickly and quietly forward – at least she hoped it was quietly, it was impossible to move quickly in these woods at night and not make noise. She reached the tree and whispered to the otter, “Stay quiet I’m here to free you, give me a few seconds to cut your bonds.” She could tell that the creature had been watching her approach and was eyeing the dagger she had pulled to cut the bonds cautiously. It surprised her by quietly responding, “Bless you lady, they are a vile lot.” She had heard it conversing earlier with the bugbear, but actually conversing with an 8’ long giant otter was still something outside her experience – especially as it was upside down and spinning as it hung from a tree. Putting her surprise aside she quickly realized that getting the otter down would be a little harder than she had expected. It was held but a rope around its paws and that went up into the tree, over a branch and was then tied to the trunk on the far side of the tree – where one of the bugbears was writing in the effects of Soledad’s spell only a few short feet away. Plus, given that the otter was upside down and yet was looking Silver in the eyes – its eight feet length stretched up into the tree and its bound hind legs were well out of Silver’s reach. For the moment she settled for attempting to free the creature’s forepaws. She had to stand on her tiptoes to reach, but she carefully started to cut the rope holding its paws. Unfortunately, the ropes were both tough and slick as well as almost out of reach. She got partway through, but didn’t quite get through the bindings. (Failed roll) As she cut, she kept her eye on the bugbears and looked straight into the face of the one that was crawling to this tree to rouse the enspelled creature. The creature’s eyes grew big and it clearly saw her – it was less than 10 feet away.
As all of this transpired Dok moved forward behind Sliver and prepared to defend her in case anything, otter or bugbear, attacked her. He shared her frustration as he saw her fail to cut the ropes.
Hornet was pleased to see his shots landing, but frustrating that the large beasts seemed to be only hurt by them, not killed. They were tough. The one he had just plugged was now moving towards the other tree, apparently intending to rouse the third creature from the throws of Soledad’s spell. That would not do. Hornet quickly drew and fired again. But perhaps it was too quickly as the arrow hit the creature’s armor and not the vulnerable place a couple of inches to the right that he had been aiming for. The arrow glanced off into the night leaving only a slight mark on the armor, but no damage. But the creature knew it had been close and turned and looked directly at the place the arrow had come from with a glare.
Thaoran wanted to hit the creature behind the tree for a fourth time. That leg was looking more and more like a pincushion. But for the moment it did not reveal itself and so he switched targets to the other beast as it made its way to the other tree. Almost simultaneously with Hornets bolt, Thaoran’s arrow also glanced off of the beast’s armor. He let out his breath in a hiss of frustration.
Soledad focuses on her spell. Spiders crawled all over the bugbear. Or, at least, they did in its mind. Biting, crawling, biting some more and inflicting pain over every part of the creature’s body.
The bugbear moving along the ground had already had an adventurous few seconds – first feeling Hornet’s arrow bounce off its armor and then looking up to find Silver only a few short feet away and attempting to free the otter. It seemed to hesitate for a second and then with a snarl at Silver it dashed behind the tree the otter was hanging from and started to smack the bugbear there that was writhing in the effects of Soledad’s spell – invisible to this creature.
The creature enjoying the wonders of Soledad’s spell was concealed by the tree from the group so they could not see exactly how it reacted to this attempt. But while it wasn’t visible, the effects were clear to the witch who felt the force of her illusion snap. The creature was no longer held by her spell. It got to its feet and prepared to rejoin the fight.
Meanwhile Luna continued to circle in the woods and watch the surroundings. Holding his hound shape limited his ability to join the fight.
The dragonborn Constantine however, was done waiting and charged forward towards the enemy. Enough with the arrows! Running through the woods over uneven terrain at night in the rain, however, is not as easy as it sounds and his movements were slowed. He got to within 20’ of the enemy and was ready to take action next round.
The final actor was the bugbear alone behind the tree without an otter in it – Thaoran’s personal pincushion. Few targets had presented themselves so far but now it saw Constantine crashing through the woods towards it and it stepped out from behind the tree long enough to hurl a javelin at the dragonborn. Neither armor nor shield of faith was enough to stop such a powerful throw which scored a critical hit. Twice now the big guy had taken a javelin. (-10 HP)
The Bugbears and otter
BB #1: Has been hit twice. Behind the tree with the otter in it – has partial cover since the tree is only so big.
BB #2: Has been hit three times. Has partial cover behind a tree.
BB #3: A little damage from the illusion three times – no longer in the spell. Full cover behind the tree.
Otter: Spinning in his bindings – forepaws not yet free.