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The audible crack of bone from the creature's impact signaled the end of the engagement, though the other demon still gurgled and gasped its final breaths. Heedless to the indignity, Elias collapsed to the ground and repeatedly wrung his hands, attempting to drive the tingling vestiges of...

Idise's call shook Elias from his daze. Growling, he took stock of the two creatures harrying the faun, both suddenly much larger, clearly charged with some kind of infernal energy. From his studies, he knew that demons of the lower planes were all possessed of a natural resistance to the...

Elias had no natural attunement to the land or awareness of wildlife habits, but he was perceptive enough to notice how on edge Idise appeared to be while they approached the site, so he remained on guard rather than going through his typical mental exercises. Avernus was still too far overhead...

Elias bristled at the thought of his master's legacy being called a "nice trick." Did this woman appreciate anything she couldn't eat or hit things with? Ah well, he thought to himself, one should not expect the deaf to savor a bard's tune or the blind to patron a gallery. With that pity in his...

Elias awoke to the sound of an odd, rhythmic bumping. He turned his stiff neck and squinted up at the scowl of his host who was somehow already in a foul mood, despite the day having just started. Given her impatient stance, and that she was fully equipped and packed, he thought better of making...

From the turn of her shoulders to the strain in her voice, it was apparent to Elias that this woman struggled with her isolation, self-imposed or otherwise. He saw his studies mirrored in her carvings, that kind of single-minded focus borne from the mind's need to fill the emptiness around it...

Elias felt a small pang of guilt at the faun's clear discomfort with his ritual. He had long since grown accustomed to sitting in hazy, smoke-filled rooms for hours on end but hadn't needed to consider the comfort of another in quite some time, especially as a guest in their home. Not wanting to...

Elias chewed through some hardtack while jealously eyeing what Idise had prepared. It had been a few days since his last proper meal, and though he could conjure magically fortifying bread and water, it was bland fare. Perhaps he would learn to cook someday, if his studies permitted the time...

The "house" met Elias' expectations, low as they were, as did the woman's standards of hygiene. Thankfully, he had packed a roll and a few days' rations along with his shrinking tent, just in case this expedition lasted as long as it had, and any walls were preferable to facing whatever lived in...

Patience wearing thin, Elias returned the sneer. "Your ignorance in arcane matters is unsurprising. One cannot draw from a well that is dry, and I cannot cast from an exhausted repertoire. Simply wishing to have more arrows in a quiver is insufficient, you must fletch more before hunting again."...

Taking the infused branch, Elias bowed once more and swept his hat to his head, using the motion to mask his shoulders slumping in relief. "Thank you, good lady. The task shall be completed within the hour." That was, of course, untrue since he would need to study the wand before he could...

Elias shifted, knowing he tread a thin line here. Though he lacked any natural charm, he had enough wit to know that often a sprinkling of truth was all it took to tilt perception in one's favor. "Well, that is a matter of some shame to me. My clan is naturally reclusive, I will often go years...

Elias chuffed a little at the flippant greeting, thinking a little respect would go a long way, but the dryad seemed to tolerate and even appreciate Idise's familiarity. Perhaps he could leverage their kinship into a swift conclusion, given that these kinds of spirits tended towards benevolence...

"That sounds like little more than superstition, but places where many have fallen in hate can harbor powerful negative energy if left unconsecrated, you know, like maggots to a corpse. Perhaps that would explain why the blight took hold so strongly and flipped my elemental seeking." He paused...

Clearly Elias would need to impart some manners to this creature if he was to suffer her company, though he kept the thought to himself so as to avoid bodily harm. He hurried along behind Idise, though he could never hope to keep pace; his robes often snagged the foliage and his hat was...

As she studied the map, Elias took a moment to fully analyze the hale and burly woman, so opposite from him in many ways. Her stance, light yet ready, betrayed her martial prowess, though her taught biceps were evidence enough on their own, as did the ease with which she hefted her maul. Though...

Elias swept off his hat and rubbed his eyes, relieved that he had bought some time but at a loss for a solution. From the vague expression the faun cast towards him, it didn't seem like she grasped the full nature of what he had told her, and maybe that was for the best. He sat on a nearby stump...

Relief quickly turned to annoyance, and Elias puffed a short sigh in response; of course he had to find the one clanless faun in a hundred miles, likely exiled because she was so rude. Still, if given enough time to prepare, he could likely either find a way to help her or be rid of her...

Elias' shoulders slumped in relief, he had finally gotten through. Unfortunately, there was no way for him to recreate the effects of the expended wand since it had been consumed in the process, though there was no reason to let his would-be executioner know that. Perhaps he could barter for...

Though the faun could speak and understand common, perhaps Elias had sinned too greatly for parley to work. His shield quivered beneath her assault and likely would shatter in a few moments, so he had to think fast before his head followed suit. Elias had almost no experience in creation magic...