scotland ♔ yet how the wind revives us here

[untethered]

♬ Presentiment - Manami Kiyota

WHO || Belle, Gold, Emma, Hook, Lila [closed]
WHAT || Several Knights take a secret journey to try to help Amara...
WHERE || Oakhurst, Scotland
WHEN || January 15th, 2014 [forward dated]
HOW || Actionspam

It's probably a very good thing that Gold sweet-talked them a car in the nearby tiny Scottish village of Oakhurst, because it is freezing cold out and snow blankets almost everything around. Walking the seven miles up the Old Road to the ruins would be a bitch and a half.

Instead, they comfortably drove past rocky downs, near stands of old-growth oak covered in snow, and past two farms that looked abandoned. No other travelers were visible on the lonely road, which finally curves, passing east of a narrow ravine. Belle signals for them to pull over here, where, at the road's closest approach to the cleft, several broken pillars jut from the earth where the ravine widens and opens into something akin to more of a deep, but narrow, cavern. Two of the pillars stand straight, but most of them lean against the sloped earth. Others are broken and several have apparently fallen into the darkness-shrouded depths. A few similar pillars are visible on the opposite side of the ravine.

Comments

[bittersweeter]

[ quiet until now, lila pipes up from the back. ] I'll do it.

[undealt]

[Gold makes both spot checks because he rolls like a pimp, but that's less important when it comes down to it, because LILA. REALLY.]

Do you even understand what it is he's asking?

[bittersweeter]

Does it matter? [ aka, no, she really doesn't. but. ] It's the only way to get the apple and save Amara.

[uncurse]

Damn right it matters! That's not a way. [ she looks from lila to the druid, offended and angry and. you know. emma swan. ] "A gift." Let me guess: in the form of protecting this place. [ she spies those human-shaped dips in the tree (spot 25) and is wondering what the chances are that they just murdered a bunch of people sacrificed for magic fruit. o o p s. two bark-like cronies do not a long line of magic apple auctions make. ] I don't call that much of a gift.

[unhand]

[Hook touches Lila's shoulder.] Easy, love. We all want to save her, but don't go making any deals without reading the fine print. We don't even know they'd give us the fruit. [And even if they would, he'll damn well stop her. But at least he can keep her from throwing herself on the pyre for absolutely no reason. If it turns out there is a reason..... they can deal with that later.]

[untethered]

[

"Supplicants that are accepted by the Gulthias Tree retain their life, which becomes bound to this grove, yes." his eyes glitter as he meets lila's gaze, obviously pleased by her quick volunteering. "You will lose all desire for anything beyond preserving the sanctity of this place, so you will not suffer, or regret." he looks to the two bark-skinned humans in front of him. "Braford and Sharwyn have found true peace through their service and obedience. The same can be yours." erky's expression darkens at that, as belle casts a worried glance at gold, clearly wondering what he thinks of all this, since he seems to grasp what's going on pretty solidly. it's clear that she is not on board with any of this.

"The midsummer apple would, of course, be yours, should you provide me with two supplicants. I give the fruit to the goblins with orders to disperse the seeds on the surface. Deceitful, greedy beings that they are, the goblins barter the fruit for coin, but the seeds are dispersed all the same, and my plan for colonizing the surface with the Children of Gulthias continues." the druid gestures at the strange tree-like creatures they'd killed so many of already, and then cants his head at hook. "My ends would be served just as well if you took the seeds. I care not for the payment." ]

[unhand]

[Colonizing the surface? That doesn't sound any better than the idea of sacrificing any of their number to become tree zombies. Or anyone at all. He'd like to cure Amara as well, but not at this cost. Without further warning, he draws his gun and shoots at the druid (atk 16, dmg 4 if it hits).

#goodlifechoices.]

[bittersweeter]

[ lila starts, jumping a little. she should be used to people interupting diplomatic endeavors by now (rose, faye, hook...) her gun comes out instinctively, but she doesn't fire, looking at hook like what the fuck!

in fact... ] What the fuck!

[uncurse]

[ great plan: let's make it worse.

whatever reason the druid had for wanting them not to enter the grove is moot now, because emma is approaching and stepping in, raising her gun. she doesn't fire at the druid, but instead at one of the tree-creatures that stands with him, ready to eliminate those that would protect him so they can better intimidate and interrogate him (atk 26, dmg 7). ]

Braford and Sharwyn are idiots. You said there were two fruits every year - the goblins only auction up one. What happens the other? What happened to the fruit from last year? [ she'll take old fruit ok. they'll torch the tree and not worry about the seeds being spread or something. ]

[undealt]

[Gold's with Lila on this holding action thing. He's a rat bastard, BUT SOMEHOW THIS SEEMS LIKE A REALLY TERRIBLE DIPLOMATIC MOVE.

werwatey???]

[untethered]

[

the bullet strikes the druid, who recoils at the attack, before coming up, with a hiss, just in time to see emma take down one of the twig blights with a single shot. he pales, looking horrified at the implications.

"I thought we might be able to discuss this like civilized beings. I see now I was mistaken." he raises an angry gaze to emma. "Two fruits: one in midsummer, that heals any ill. One in the dead of winter: that kills, with a single bite. Is this what you desired to know?"

belle holds as well, eyes darting around as she assesses the positions of everyone, but not ready to start shooting alone with the others. ] We didn't come to kill anyone. [ the comment is sharply thrown more at hook than anyone here. ]

[unhand]

We didn't come to get our people turned into trees either. [Hook doesn't shoot again, but he does move up next to Emma, keeping his gun trained on the druid.] Nor to help with an invasion. We'll find some other way to break the curse if need be. This one's not worth the price.

[sternshield]

[ one twig blight advances on emma, clawing at her with its strange branched hands (atk 7), while sharwyn raises a hand, throwing a magic missile that strikes emma (dmg 3). the other over-eager twig blight ends up clawing too soon, raking sharwyn's arm for 1 dmg. the druid lifts two fingers, closing his eyes and healing the wound from hook's bullet. sir braford lumbers forward towards emma, and she gets an attack of opportunity as he brings his giant sword to bear on her gun. she unleashes a shot that he easily avoids, but she manages to pull the gun away before he can hit it. erky swings his morningstar at one of the tree creatures, but whiffs because he CAN'T HIT TREES FOR SOME GD REASON. the giant tree frog leaps at hook and tries to bite him, but also fails. there's a lot of fail here. ]

[bittersweeter]

[ lila's nonviolence lasts until emma is in danger and she brings her gun to bear, firing at sharwyn. (atk nat 20, 25 total; dmg 31) welcome to the no fail zone, bitches. ]

[uncurse]

[ emma will, in turn, take a five-step back in order to shoot at sir braford (atk nat 20 bc she and lila are apparently on the same level, dmg 10). he's the immediate threat, but she will shout out - ]

Keep their leader alive! [ 'they're going to need information out of him' goes without saying. also, you know, murder. ]

[undealt]

[Gold can't believe this is happening. This is worse than Bermuda. Why does this always happen.

He takes his anger out on the frog by firing off ALL THREE of his magic missiles at it (dmg 16). THIS HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH YOU, HOOK. IT WAS JUST THERE. And will die more violently than the trees, okay.

He's Illyria. He wishes to do more violence.]

[untethered]

[ lila shoots sharwyn right through the center of the forehead, which splinters, and then she drops like dead wood. emma's shot also cracks through the rough skin of sir braford, but he keeps coming on, still standing. and gold... disables the frog, but it's still barely conscious x(

belle watches this all unfold in seconds in horror, and i guess she freezes up because her attempt to distract the druid was a critical failure. instead she's just going to gape at HOW WRONG THIS HAS ALL GONE. ]

[unhand]

[Hook takes a shot at Sir Braford (atk 14, dmg 5 if it hits), then takes a five foot step so he can sink his hook into him. Unfortunately he.... crit fails. So that's a thing.]

[sternshield]

[ yeah hook, you stabbed... emma. GOOD JOB. roll damage.

one of the twig blights claws twice at hook, missing both times, as the other moves forward to attack lila (atk 18, 1 dmg, fort save DC 16 or 1 more damage).

the druid draws a long thin wand from his belt and waves it, and suddenly grasses, weeds, bushes, and those thorny briars begin to move around them, reaching out towards all the PCs, to try to twine around them. a reflex of 14 can avoid such a fate, or you can be like erky, who fails miserably and has vines snake around his legs and arms. on your turn if you are entangled you can make a strength check (DC 20) to break free or an escape artist check (DC 20) to slip out.

the plants continue to move and writhe, which means that everyone is now moving at half speed.

braford brings his longsword around to bear at hook, but the pirate manages to lean back away from its blade (atk 16]. erky spends his turn wrenching the vines off him (str 21!) and freeing himself. the injured frog begins slowly making its way back to the druid's side... ] Damn him! This whole place is his weapon!

[bittersweeter]

[ lila's reflex save of 17 keeps her free from the devil's snare without much fuss, but her fort save of 4 is not much help against the whomping willow. she moves back and fires at the twig that attacked her. (atk 20 total, dmg 7) ] For joy, we're in Narnia. Where the trees fight back.

[uncurse]

Son of a - [ emma's genius reflex save of 13 keeps her down - probably because she's distracted being stabbed by her boyfriend wow thank you such grace very pirate wow. she struggles free with a nat 20 escape artist check, slipping out of a loose loop in the vines. ]

[undealt]

[yeah did anyone really think Gold was gonna make that reflex save. he has to keep an iron grip on his cane or it's gonna be Ke$ha up in here. HIS STRENGTH CHECK IS SHIT TOO, SO

THAT HAPPENED.]

[untethered]

No! [ belle finally snaps out of it enough to try grasping onto the plants winding their way around gold, but every time she breaks some off, more grow in their place (str... 16). ] We have to move out of their path! [ indeed, now that she points it out, it's just a large area of the ground that seems to be alive - everything beyond it looks totally okay ]

[unhand]

Swan! [With his reflex save of 18, Hook avoids the plants easily enough, but he's more worried about the fact that he STABBED EMMA (dmg 4). He raises his gun and levels it at the druid (atk 17, dmg 6). Then he moves either out of the plants or as far as he can get within a single half speed move action.]

[sternshield]

[ the remaining tree follows to slash at hook again, and this time it manages to rake him across the face hard enough to leave a trail of blood (nat 20, 20 dmg, fort save DC 16 or 2 more damage). the druid lowers the wand again to once again heal himself for 5 of that damage.

unfortunately, the plants keep up their crawl, and hook can only make it fifteen feet out of their forty foot spread. everyone who is not currently still entangled must make a new reflex save (also DC 14) or be entangled on this round. this means that the vines erky managed to escape twine back up his legs again and this time he can't manage to break out on his turn... and as belle struggles to free gold, some of the plants turn on her and wind up entangling her also. braford turns to attack emma again, but he's struggling in the wake of the plants as well (atk 11).

hop hop hop goes the frog as the druid speaks up, unbearably calm.

"I meant to give you a choice, but you have forced my hand. If you will not allow those of your number to volunteer to be supplicants, I'll take those of you I can alive - to bestow this gift upon you." ]