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She was already standing when the brush moved and without a second hesitation an arrow was released into the bushes to the nearest sound to her, before another second could pass she had readied another arrow backing towards the group some. "They smell repulsive." she wispers to Kree, her sense of smell still better then anyones do to her prolonged life under ground.

  Kree. his eyes  sarted  about, the arrow  drawn back, as was  Ivy's..I have not  seen them  yet....

  Kree's mood was  a little lighter that dras seemed to  have winged one, as a sharp , highpitched  yelp was  heard.

 ..this will give us  away, for certain, but..kesh? if you have light..use it...

Keshtheil was ready and hoped the others were, as well. He first needed to know how bright.

"I have light; how bright do you wish it to be? Oh, avert your eyes when you hear the spell go off, or you will be blinded, as I hope they will be."
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  The  Light spell Goes  off, there is some Highpitched  squeals  , the group sees 7 small creatures about 2 foothigh. They all have skin of Blue, though the shades  vary and some ar mottled with darkgreen. they have scaled  backs, and  Large oval eyes, they wear small leather outfits that would pass for armor, they carry small dagger-like swords. One Creature likes face first about 5 yards from Ivy, his blackshafted  arrow sticking  through its head...another one at the other side of the Camp has Dras' arrow through its legs..it is trying to crawl deeper into the brush........

 There  a 7 Unhurt cretures...actions?

Keshtheil takes note, of the creatures and part of him is intrigued, by what they are, but he takes notice to the small dagger like swords knowing that they mean him harm. He reaches into his satchel finding the correct pouch; opening it and takes out a pinch, of the substance. He then begins gathering the energy around him and speaks the words to release the energy at them, as his hands make a rocking motion back and forth. He lets the substance slowly fall to the ground.

"Somnus ocis, somnium mens, vicis pro somnus ut proximus illud ocis"

Rising swiftly Justin gives thanks to Eta for a sure hand as he moves forward to engage the nearest enemy.
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She looks to Kree and grins before letting another arrow fly. "Brother, if needed, I can flank them." She looks to the others as she readies another arrow, then waits for the call

Rolf finds the wee folk more of a criousity than a threat, though his naked blade is in hand just in case.  "What mamner of creature are they?"  He asks of anyone willing to listen.

 The  Creatures are trying to adjust there eyes  to the Sudden  Light, Ivy's  bow  thrums again, but the  Arrow Glances of the  scales of  one, and  skids off into the brush.. Kree fites  His  Arrow at the closest to them. The  Arrow  sinks deep into the creatures soft belly and Pins it to  a rotten Log..

  The  normally Coldblooded Elf  Shouts,these be Gremblins! They are thought  to be...myth...thier teeth bring sickness, shoudl they bite!..and they  eat anything they can kill!

 Justin's  Blade  Cleaves one , nearly in two as it lets  out  a high pitched shriek, even as  it lays there, nearly in half!

 Kesh feels  the  spell come back on him...he shakes  it off.. but  those  Gremblins  that still stand, look at him with a dark grin of  savagely pointed teeth..  Rolf  And Dras where holding thier actions...

 The  party has  Int.

 there  are 5 gremblins  left...Actions?

In reply to donsr (msg #25):

Justin delivers a cou'de grace to the creature infront of him. Before moving towards the next closest

Keshtheil looks at the creatures, with a new found respect. He was thankful, for his own blood that he was not sleeping right now. He quickly grabs the piece, for his next spell gathering the energy he needs and begins speaking the spell. He spreads his fingers wide and placing them over each other forcing it towards them.

"svila creber quod lentesco habitum illa creatura angustus

Justin casts a quick sideglance at Keshtheil Una nos mos castigo yon turpis silva creatura

   Kree  Fired off and  arrow  at the same  time as Ivy, both chose the  same Target, Kree;s  arrow caused the  Grmblin to twist , Ivy's  arrow slammed into its  chest and  it  fell to the ground.

 Dras's  arrow  Glanced off the  Creature;s  scaled  back.

  Justin waded  in with his  blade the  Grmblin  snered  as  it deftly moved out of the way.

  Rolf"  Bladelooked as if  it would  cleave the  thing in two, but  it  jumped  backwards as the Blade it the  turf.

  The  Webbing  flew  from Kesh's hands  as the stands  touched the creatures  they  frizzled, the two Gremblin's head turned towards the Mage,

  Mats  and Merik are no where to be  seen.

  The gremblins  turn to the underbrush to escape the Light, two small daggers  fly at  Kesh, one sails  over his head, and  can be heard  to splash in the  river...the other  sank into  his left thigh ( 3hps).

  the  creatures have  vanished into the underbrush..actions?

OOC, oops thought they were just hiding amending the post to rectify this   Justin scanned the area for signs of the remaining creatures Praise Eta for such sthength of hand anst guideance of Ones blade he gave thanks.
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Kesh curses to himself, as he sees his magic doing nothing. A part of him though, is amazed at the small creatures abilities to cancel out his magic and makes a few mental notes, as the first dagger whistles, by him. He takes, in a sharp pained breath, as the second blade sinks, into his thigh. Thoughts instantly begin forming, in his mind, as he fears the blade maybe poisoned.

Kesh reaches down and quickly pulls it, from the wound holding, on to it, so it cna be checked. A whelp of pain, followed by a cruse leaving his lips. He does not staunch the wound letting it bleed freely, in the hopes it will drag some, of the poison, if any from the wound.

"Little miscreant, stabbed by leg. Do you know, if they use poison, on their blades? If so, I do hope someone might have an antidote, of some sorts."

She would have normally went after the creatures but with this incident she would wait for Kree's word before charging after them. Instead she only stands there and looks over to Kesh shaking her head. "If you weren't useful to use in even this simplest tasks, Id let the poison go through." She would chuckle a bit and walked over to him, taking up his leg to look it over.

Annoyed at his previous miss, Rolf takes the blade in both hands and seeks to cleave the creatures between their top and their bottom.

12:26, Today: Rolf Liefsen rolled 17 using 1d20+1. Attack 1  Hits AC 0
12:28, Today: Rolf Liefsen rolled 10 using 2d4+3. Damage 1.
12:26, Today: Rolf Liefsen rolled 20 using 1d20+1. Attack 2.  Hits AC -3
12:28, Today: Rolf Liefsen rolled 9 using 2d4+3. Damage 2.

Kesh looks at her wishing now that he had stayed on the dock or never got off the ship. He waved her away.

"Then do not bother. I would hate to waste your precious energy, on someone, as worthless, as you say I am, plus I would rather die, from it then have to be indebted to you."

Kesh sat down and began examining the blade to see, if it is coated with anything.
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She laughed at him. "You wanted to learn how a Drow thinks, well your learning." She kneels to his leg again and grabs it a bit firmly. "Now hold still and don't whine about it." She looks it over again. "And you can't see as well as I can in this lighting."

Kesh looks at her and slaps her away.

"Take your hands, from me now, as for light. The light spell I casted is still working just fine thank you, for me to deal with this. As I said, I do not wish you to waste your precious energies, on me, so get your hands off me, please."

Kesh set the blade down and addressed her once more.

"As for how you think, I would say you do not. If, this is how you treat people who are here to help, then I do not think much, of your thinking. You call me worthless, but how was I to know that these creatures were resistant to my magic. I am a mage and magic is what I do.

Now leave be alone. I said I do not want to waste your precious energies, on someone, as worthless as you think of me, nor do I wish to owe you a debt, for your help."

Kesh began to clean the wound.
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   Walking over to the two, Kree shook his head...those things  are Called  Gremblins. They are thought to be  Myth...rumors have  been leaking for years, about them  sneaking  about the swamp, because of the uins , deep within..they Live on Magic  and Blood..they  eat, most  anything...They have  some form of  magic  resistance, and  are even said  to be able  to send  spells back against  thier foes.

  ..we have  two bodies here...they  would be worth alot  of  Money back at  Ironmond. If we do not head back, We can  cut  the scales off, and thier  claws, they will be  worth some  copin as well...

  The  absence of thier two friends............

She shook her head and looked to Kree. "He is lucky they didn't poison him, even luckier I'm not treating him as bad as I treated you when we met." She laughs and walks past him putting a hand on the elves shoulder, then vanishes behind a bush.

  Ivyian Cuts the  arrows  from the dead Gremblins as he says to  Kesh,..keep that dagger. Not  many folk see those  and live....

Kesh shrugged and kept, on dressing the wound when he finished Kesh went over to the body. He began to examine it. He got out his journal and began sketching it making notes. He made a small slice, on the hand, of the creature letting some, of the blood drip, onto the page.

Kesh set the journal down and went back to examining the body.