[Nexus] Outside XXIV

[Beans]

[Locks]

she shrugs "...dunno. civilisation first...and then who knows? maybe ...well...I don#t know...but this place I want to go to feels like home"

[Canal Locks]

Oh, that's cool.
She serves up the oms and noms, which is rather fitting since I'm headed to dinner soonish.
She pulls out a table, putting the food on it. Ourana sits, folding her claws in front of herself.

Ourana has served the food to herself and Fletch.

[wxdruid]

[Ruby Cove]

Vysada is quiet all night, no sound from her and she is still in the tent in the morning, although Siris has already come and gone from the tent.

[Reinholdt]

Spacecraft

The spheres in the box are grenades. I don't really know why whoever lived in these rooms had some, but after five seconds it will explode.

The nine-sided object is very odd. There's no visible openings, buttons, switches, or anything else which might give away its purpose.

Nothing tries to stop Sol.

Oh. The spheres have the button. Not the box.
Well Ilpholin stares at the thing, waiting for it to do something, for all of three seconds before tossing it into the toilet. Useless piece of junk. She and Mister Squiggles head out to go the next door.

Needless to say, two seconds later it will explode. With an entire box of grenades nearby... whoo. No idea how that'll work.
Or why people leave grenades in the bathroom.

[Shadowcaller]

[Slaver Plawt]

"Alright, we need to track down this woman..." She turns to whisper who is no longer there. "Whisper? Where are you?" She looks around in confusion, casting a light spell to find the fey.

[UncleWolf]

Slaver Plawt

Waterstrider, as tired as he was, gives the elf girl a slight smile, unable to help but feel a slight pang of regret for not telling her, but doesn't let it bother him too much. It was for the best.

"Whatever you want." He says, giving her forehead a gentle nuzzle before making his way to the cabin he saw.

[happyturtle]

Slaver Plawt

Cessie may be able to make out Whisper through the trees, leaving the forest, back the way they came.

Brand approaches Harnel and bows low. "I am Brand Applehill at your service, and your family's."

[Halae]

[Slaver Plawt]

Harnel blinks when the halfling comes up to him, "My name's Harnel Therishein. What... exactly do you mean by 'at your service'?" Harnel has a feeling he can guess, but he's hoping he's incorrect

[happyturtle]

Slaver Plawt

"You saved my family," Brand says. "There is no true way to repay a debt like that, but if there is ever anything I can do, I will." Harnel will probably see the halfling boy pouring wine and trying to encourage the less responsive slaves to drink. He's even dug out a lichen wine for the goblins.

If there's one thing halflings learn early, it's hospitality.

[Halae]

[Slaver Plawt]

Harnel chuckles. At least the halfling wasn't pledging his life to Harnel, like the last slave he saved had. He didn't want to go through that again. "Tell you what. See the goblin girl over there holding her feet?" Harnel points to Lisor, who's crying quietly to herself and pressing a bunch of wadded cloth up against the stubs of her severed toes, "See if you can't do anything to help her with her wounds."

Lisor doesn't notice Harnel pointing at her. She just keeps working at her feet, not really having any knowledge of first aid beyond 'Press on the wound to keep it from bleeding' but that doesn't seem to be working.

[Shadowcaller]

Slaver Plawt

"Whisper?! Don't leave!" The mage yells after the fey and goes after her.

Take care of everyone, going to see where Whisper is going. Cessie telepathically tells Harnel.

[happyturtle]

Slaver Plawt

Brand points at the troll woman. "That's Nogri. She knows a lot about medicine. I'll get her to help. But whatever you do, don't trust her."

He doesn't explain the last part before heading off and speaking to Nogri. The troll woman goes over to the goblin. "Let me see. I need to bandage these. No Purna to make it heal fast."

Whisper stops when Cessie calls and waits for her to catch up. She has tears streaming down her face. "I don't have Grass-bringer. I need to get my own grass." Sure enough, she's headed for the grass on the edge of the forest.

Up is drinking some wine and looking around warily. She doesn't know who to trust, but at least none of them are demons.

[Halae]

[Slaver Plawt]

Lisor nods with tears streaming down her face and lets Nogri do her thing. She's missing all the toes and a chunk of her foot on the left side, and the larger two toes on the right

Harnel nods to Brand. He's willing to believe that at least some of the slaves weren't good people, even if he doesn't like it. Harnel will go over to a tree near Lisor so that he can watch the process and, if necessary, stop Nogri from doing something she shouldn't.

[happyturtle]

Slaver Plawt

Nogri cleans the wounds well, and bandages them, then looks up at Harnel. "Ezra might have one of Purna's potions on him. But one won't be enough. She needs a temple. So does Balik. Up will probably recover without a healer, as long as she's given rest and shelter."

While she works, Brand holds Lisor's hands. "I know it hurts. You can squeeze my hands as hard as you like."

[Halae]

[Slaver Plawt]

Harnel nods to Nogri and stand up, hoping that Brand can keep a good eye on the troll woman. He'll go over to Ezra and begin searching through the centaurs things, looking for potions. If he finds one that he can identify as a healing potion, he'll bring it back over to Lisor.

Lisor just nods and accepts Brand's hands. She holds tightly, but not enough to hurt, despite the fact that if she was squeezing as hard as she could she might hurt him after all. She just doesn't want to hurt him. She continues to cry as Nogri works.

[happyturtle]

Slaver Plawt

Harnel will find one that looks similar to the healing potion that Purna gave him when he was posing as a customer. The centaur is surly and uncooperative.

"Don't worry, Miss Lisor. I'll run and get whatever you need me to if your feet hurt too much," the halfling boy Tiko says.

[Chaotic Bob]

[Ruby Cove]

So morning comes and goes, Kale waking up at the rise of the sun.
Clockwork for what is normally a long day of studying.

But today, he just yawns and slides out of the tend.
He'll rummage about and make another fire, then...somehow pancakes!

The pan is very clearly magic, made of a glimmering blue substance, but the pancake appears to be real.
If Vysada doesn't wake up to the sounds or smells, Kale will give a few quiet whistles into her tent.

[Halae]

[Slaver Plawt]

Harnel looks down at Ezra and considers spitting on him, but decides that would just be in poor taste, and heads back over to Lisor, who he gives the potion to. She takes a hand away from Brand for a moment to accept the potion and drink it. The potion, depending on its strength, will either simply stop the bleeding or push healing so far that the wounds start closing over. Either way, bandages will still be necessary to keep them from getting infected.

[Shadowcaller]

Slaver Plawt

"Whisper... it's going to be okay, I promise you will go and look for Grass bringer and try to bring him back to you." The mage attempts to ensure the fey as she follows along. Going with such a dress in a forest can't be too agile though.

[happyturtle]

Slaver Plawt

Whisper nods and when she reaches the grass she flings herself down into it and rolls around, acquiring some sort of comfort from having it against her skin.

Nogri applies bandages, along with an ointment of some kind which should help prevent infection as well as provide a bit of pain relief. Once she's done, she moves on to Jasper. "Do you want me to treat your wounds, Sir?"

[Halae]

[Slaver Plawt]

Lisor's tears are drying up at this point, and the ointment is helping. She'll say, "Thank you, Nogri," and then give a hug to Brand, glad he had been there to help, "We're... we're free, aren't we? we... we won't be sold, or beaten, or caged?" She almost doesn't want to hope, for fear that it'll be taken away in a moment.

[happyturtle]

Slaver Plawt

"We're free," Brand says. "We really are." And then he hugs Lisor and starts to cry again, as he remembers all of his fears for Pansy and the children, and how helpless he felt.

[Halae]

[Slaver Plawt]

Lisor looks like she might explode from the happiness, and hugs Brand harder, and begins crying again herself. Tears of happiness, and she almost feels like laughing now that the nightmare is over - she lost most of her toes for it, but it was finally over!

Harnel just watches, leaning up against a tree as he continues to work his injured shoulder, "We should probably get out of her at some point. The slavers we captured need to be brought in."

[Shadowcaller]

Slaver Plawt

Whisper nods and when she reaches the grass she flings herself down into it and rolls around, acquiring some sort of comfort from having it against her skin.

Slaver Plawt

Cessie will wait until she's done and then say, "Let's get back to the camp. we need to make sure the others are safe too before we can go looking for grass bringer... have you though about what you want to do after that anyway?"

[happyturtle]

Slaver Plawt

"Well, you have cages to transport them in," Usha points out, an older female human. The oxen aren't far off, and could easily be hooked back up to the wagons. "I don't know what to do with the wounded though. I hate the thought of them waking up inside cages again, but we can't carry them."

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"Me and Grass-bringer were going to run away together and live in the grass and look for my people." Whisper says to Cessie.

****

Brand has no words. He might be crying for a while.

****

Tiko keeps trying to give wine and food to everyone (except the slavers). He's a helper!

[Shadowcaller]

"Well, that sounds like a plan I suppose. Do you know where to start?" She asks gently as she leads Whisper back to the other former slaves... and Harnel.

She starts to look for the half-dragon as she is walking with the fey.

[happyturtle]

Slaver Plawt

"The grass doesn't know where he is yet. But if he goes near the grass, it will tell me." Whisper says.

[Halae]

[Slaver Plawt]

Harnel thinks for a while, wondering how they were going to transport the wounded without putting them back in the cages, "How about we seat them next to people who'll make sure they don't fall off the wagon? The goblin who lost his arm, Balik, right? We'd just have to put him between a couple others and he'd be safe from faling."

Lisor is willing to hold Brand as long as she can, crying as he does, barely paying attention to her surroundings.

Harnel stands up and moves over to a group of the bound slavers, where he'll physically pick a pair of them up and head into the nearest wagon to toss them in separate cages.* cessie will likely find him as he's coming back out to load up more of the slavers

*attempted

[happyturtle]

Slaver Plawt

"You mean on top of the wagons? I guess that could work, if we have a way to get up there," Usha says.

Ezra will probably have to be forced to go into the cage, or is Harnel strong enough to lift a centaur? Either way, that will succeed. Keld (until his player confirms his capture) is Shroedinger's prisoners. And let's say four badly wounded npc guards as well are locked up, the rest killed or fled.

[Halae]

[Slaver Plawt]

Harnel is able to lift cars. He has no trouble with the horsie man.

Harnel suggests, "I can probably get everybody up there with only a little trouble." it's true. He can leap 15 feet into the air, easy, "And I'll just come up and bring everybody down once we've gotten where were going... Though we actually have to decide where we're going." that detail has eluded the Half-dragon until this point

[happyturtle]

Slaver Plawt

"Balik, Arturo, and Lisor need medical attention. Balik urgently. But I don't know where we are." Usha says. It's up to the local PCs to work out that part. The slaves were all captured outside the Nexus!

Pansy joins Brand and Lisor, with little Lily tagging along. And possibly followed by Pathfinder.

Group hug!