I walk to where Torga is lying. I ignore the flute at first, I don't need it for my healing spell. However, to my surprise, I find out that Torga is awake. That changes the situation a bit. I'm no healer outside the magic I can use, but that should mean she's not seriously injured. She may be wounded and weak right now, but perhaps there's still a chance to use the single spell I have left for a different purpose? Sildar or Gundren may need it too, but I can't help them if we're all prisoners. It looks like there's still a chance. I don't know how strong the goblins' minds are, but gathered like this, I may be able to put all four of them to sleep. Maybe. But even if I put just half of them out of action, we may stand a chance. Dregs is gone, the bugbear is away, so is the goblin sent to watch the bridge. The wolf is... distracted... by Rowan. The goblin leader... Yeemik, was it? Is out of sight, and even if I don't get all the goblins with a single spell, me and Seraphina should be able to deal with whoever will be left standing before he realizes something is going on and gets back down. It will be risky, and if I fail, I can't hope they'll still decide to keep me as a slave instead of killing me, but it may be the only chance we'll get.
I kneel beside Torga and start "examining her for wounds". I admit, it's little more than an excuse to ogle her body. I'm surprised to notice the tattoo on her chest. She didn't seem like the type to go for it, but what do I know? And her build is even more impressive now she's naked instead of being decked out in the armor. Not exactly my type, but I can't blame Seraphina for trying to get in her pants. I lean over her and speak.
"Torga, I'm sorry. I know I promised I'll keep the last of my magic to heal Gundren if he needs it, but I have to do this." I manage to wink at her before I turn back to the goblins.
"I'll need my flute. The magic I know is kind of a healing song." Unless they stop me, I rise and go to grab the flute, then I return back to Torga. Last chance to turn back.
"I wish things were different. If Arara was free, perhaps we could've..." I don't finish the sentence, but speak loudly enough for the other girls to hear, and I turn my head towards them when I say the last part. But I don't look at the elf, but rather at Seraphina. Hopefully, she'll understand my meaning. If I start, I'll need any help I can get, and the wizard would be more useful than unarmed warrior. Sorry, Avreene. And sorry, Rowan, you'll have to entertain the wolf a bit longer... not that she looks like she minds. It's a bit disturbing, actually. I turn back to the dwarf and shake my head.
"Too late, I guess. All right, let's do this, I can't leave you like this." I put the flute to my lips, but the song isn't one of healing... I don't think there actually is such a thing... but a lullaby. I try to aim the spell's effect so it'll hit as many goblins as possible, but avoids the girls... the later being more important, with the exception of me and Arara. I know elves... and half-elves like me... are immune to this spell, so I can be in the area without putting myself asleep... hopefully, unlike the goblins.
When the spell is finished, unless I got all of them, I leap to my feet to defend myself from anyone who's left, and I take a glance at Seraphina to see what she's doing.
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Welp, let's do this. What's the worst that could happen?
Sleep to hit as many goblins as possible without hitting allies (the later has priority, except Lina herself and Arara, who are immune). We'll see where it goes from there.
HP: 10/10
Spell slots expended: 2/level 1
Other resources: Bardic Inspiration, 1/3. Hit die, 0/1d8
Conditions and effects:
Achievements: One Time at Bandit Camp
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