Journal of Rollo Lavius 2

Day #275 - Baleful Polymorph

(G275 20/05/2016 via Roll20 - AP(GM), JF, Mira)

DAY 248 (14 Uktar)(November) continued...

It was all getting rather frantic, this insect like creature with the trident was a formidable foe.

I was badly injured and flew back to the others. I could hear Sylvia cursing repeatedly as all her healing spells fizzled, stopped by the evil works of Despayr.

I healed myself instead, with my 'Sasserine Nut', an artifact that has saved my skin on many an occasion. I couldn't see much through the clouds of poison, but I could see the zaps of lightning from my summoned arrowhawk as it attacked the creature.

I could hear Basil too, screeching in anger as one after an other his spells were resisted.

If you'll remember, he was in the form of a giant dire bat, but at some point he landed and joined Drashnag in the melee, fed up that his magic was having no effect.

I was all the way back with the others, but from what I was told later, the creature saw Basil as a weaker target than Drashnag and chased him back to the floating steps again forcing the druid to take to the wing once more. He flapped off to join us at the other end of the walkway.

Drashnag, and I think Yli, it was hard to tell in the gloom and poison clouds, must have got a few good whacks on it, as well as the arrowhawk and the fiendish wasp, as the creature teleported again. It appeared right before me, Sylvia and Lavinia!

I don't know what it's plan was, but if it thought it was down at the easy end of the walkway it was mistaken. Sylvia, in her anger, let rip with a powerful Searing Light spell, but the things resistance to magic saved it once more!

It was my turn next and I didn't hold out much hope but I decided to try a Baleful Polymorph spell on the pesky thing anyway and lo and behold it landed!

I was as amazed as anyone when it turned into a toad, the trident falling to the planks with a clatter.

Lavinia poked it with her rapier, but somehow its magic was still protecting it, so with a hefty kick she punted it over the side of the bridge. It landed in the darkness some hundred feet below with a sickening splat.

Well, the fight had been long and hard and most of us were injured or sickened by the poison.

Basil had used just about every spell he had during the fight and I too was running low so once again we headed back to the cave to lick our wounds and plan our next move.

The four people we had rescued were not particularly talkative so I spent my time writing up my journals and composing a long letter to my father. Just letting my thoughts run, I find it soothes me and passes the time as we rest.

Lavinia mainly lies beside me, sometimes talking, sometimes reading what I've written. I really wish she hadn't come with us now, we are in terrible danger.

Sylvia has been praying much more than usual now, I think the gloominess of this place is finally breaking through her stubborn spirit.

As for the others, well, Basil sits alone and strokes his snake. Drashnag and Shump occasionally talk of things in their own language but I think they do not really care for each other much.

Falo-han always was the silent type, but from his demeanour I think he is doing fine. Yli I find hard to work out, but he too seems to be coping.

Irritator lives up to his name, he really is quite irritating. He likes to know what is going on with everyone and asks lots of questions. I'll give him the time of day but none of the others can be bothered with him. It seems funny that such a small and scruffy creature is such a powerful wizard.

Oh look now, he is talking to Rolanda and she is glancing at me as if to say, 'Help!'

The poor fellow can't even get accepted into the company of a rat!

Well anyway, I shall get some rest now, these magic bedrolls are remarkably comfortable.