>>5716686For a moment, neither of you move. Then, the strange sprite screams—not a mere cry of prey-terror, but a banshee-shriek that stuns you, shaking you to your core and disrupting the very flow of your life energy. You imagine the whole camp is awake now—how could they not be?—and yet you cannot hear them. In fact, you can’t hear anything—you’re deafened, as well as disoriented.
“Damn you, you cowardly—” you say, or THINK you say, though as you fumble for your blade and try to assume a combative stance, you are troubled that you cannot even hear your own voice.
>SPELLCASTING EMPORARILY DISABLED>STUNNED FOR ONE ROUNDBefore you can get your bearings, the rabbit-fairy is upon you. The Archer looses no arrow—he, too, must have been discombobulated by the dissonant dirge of the agitated True Fey. A flash of bright light hit you in the face, and then a physical impact which does little damage but successfully knocks you onto your ass. When the blinding light clears, you are gazing not into a cutesy wooden rabbit mask, but some perverse, bone-white facsimile of a rabbit skull—albeit still with the soft tissue of ears, oddly enough. Small-but-sharp claws rake at you, ripping away scales and spider-silk garb to bloody you, though not able to penetrate your armour so easily.
What will you do?
>Kill it with fire! DRAGONfire! [Close range penalties, but you know that it will work…]>Grapple it with superior size and strength! [It’s immaterial, but no penalties]>Try to draw a blade and strike! [Moonblade? Khopesh? Assassin’s Dagger? Elven Longsword? Each has its own properties that will play into how well this works… Choose wisely!]>Try to disengage and group up with your allies, to plan a defence or a retreat>Try to reason with it>Write-in 