"Hey! I hear more back here! Lookee!"
"اللعنة! I will help with these two"" Less of a chance to get shot in the back by the bitter Taldan.
Davros moves past Zilchus and engages the creatures that are approaching from behind.
"Well, I will attempt to help at least." I hope.
Round 3, Init First
Zilch moves to help Davros fight, certain the man is going to get slaughtered like an Aodan vs. a she-bold without him.
to hit;
damage.
Candrana tries again to end the first Kobold.
Davros continues to attack the creature in front of him.
"Die filth!
Grayson drops his bow and unsheathes his sword. Grabbing his sword with two hands he sword. Grabbing the weapon with two hands comes down on the kobold that attempted to skewer him.
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Darvos seems to be flailing more then fighting as he again fails to connect with anything. Aodan stops bleeding out on the floor and Grayson's two handed (or was it four handed) sword technique leaves a nasty wound as it slash's the kobold's chest. It hisses in pain and begrudgingly lowers it's spear. Through clenched teeth it hisses, "I wish to parley."
The other Kobolds show no signs of stopping their assault, and take steps to surround Darvos.
Zilchus
Kobold Archer (taking no hostile actions)
Candrana
Aodan
Grayson
Davos
Kobolds
Round 4, Init First
Zilch moves to help Davros fight, 5' stepping to flank and attacking.
to hit; (flank)
damage.
Davros turns to the remaining creature and swings wildly with his short sword.
"Inelegant, primative, straight-bladed, piece of قرد حماقة! This will be the last time I forsake...cannot believe I...where is the finess...argh!"
Zilch smiles as he takes down a kobold, then watches Davros' fighting style.
"Go Darkrose, go! You're doing it like I would! Good one!"
"You make one move with exception of breathing and consider your life over."
Grayson grabs the creature by his arm and sticks his bastard sword to his throat and begins dragging him around the corner from where we came to take him out of harms way from everyone else.
"You may be of some use to us alive than dead"
"Alright then, talk." Candrana says, keeping her blades drawn but not actually striking unless provoked.
"Davros, Zilch, Aodan is down! We need some help up here."
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As Grayson grabs the Kobolds arm and sticks the blade to her throat she hisses. "You soft skins must have a different meaning of the word Parlay then we do. Though from what I have seen it is not surprising that you would not except my request for negotiations with honor." She resists if Grayson tries to pull her.
Davros inflicts a heavy wound with his primative, straight-bladed, piece of قرد حماقة and the Kobold withdraws and flees back down the tunnel.
Zilch cheers as Davros puts a lick in on the kobold with his قرد حماقة , putting away his sword for the time being.
"Good job, Darkrose, you're fighting just like me now. Stick with me and we'll make you a warrior like me and Grayson. Let's go see how the others are doing."
Zilch returns and facepalms as he espies Aodan's body on the ground.
"Was someone going to mention that he was dying? Must I do *everything* around here?" Zilch grumps as he goes to save Aodan's life (and hence repaying the favor from earlier in the day).
Cure Light Wounds
Zilch finally takes notice of Grayson and his dance with the kobold.
"What you got there, Grayson?"
Davros sheaths his piece of قرد حماقة and cautiously approaches Aodan.
"Are you alright? I can aid in you healing if you wish. I have a wand that I am told speeds the body's natural health process and I would gladly share it with you. If no, I understand and will not insult by offering it to you again. Just say the word..."
"Are you alright? I can aid in you healing if you wish. I have a wand ..."
Zilch looks at his ongoing wounds from his battle with the devil and then with the tunnel beast, still afester, and says nothing, bearing the open sores with manly dignity.
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Wide pupils stare at the Kobold and then at the Qadiran. The easterner seems to be friendlier than the overgrown lizard. At least for now.
He rises and brushes some of the blood from his half-healed wounds. Thanks to Zilch's ministrations, the spear-thrust in his side no longer spurts, but the gash is still rather deep, nonetheless.
His eyes perk up at the offer of assistance. That would be an adequate exchange. After all, we did release him from his imprisonment, so perhaps his gratitude is real. Or perhaps he is a Qadiran who pays his debts, as I'm sure they'd rather part with a favor than cold, hard coin.
"Wand? Health? That could be good."
"What you got there, Grayson?"
"I have a Kobold for that has decided to parlay with us. Must of been afraid of you since you didn't drop unconscious this encounter. Anyone want to work her over to see what information she wishes to spill."
Grayson says, sarcastically.
"How's Aodan doing? I still have one of those tonics that the alchemist gave us. Candi, how are you holding up?"
Grayson says, with a concerned look.
Davros reaches into his pack and withdraws a black wooden wand with a thin, red-tinted strip of leather wound around its base.
"կրակ քայլել ինձ հետ" he says as he flicks his wrist; ending his arcane motion touching the shoulder of Aodan.
"How's Aodan doing? I still have one of those tonics that the alchemist gave us. Candi, how are you holding up?"
Grayson says, with a concerned look.
"I've been better, Grayson. Not as bad as Aoden, I think." She spares a glance at the others. "Are you hurt, Zilchus? How'd you get hurt?"
"Are you hurt, Zilchus? How'd you get hurt?"
Zilch looks carefully at the wounds Candi had incurred, fearing concussion as she had lost recent memories.
"I fought the little flying devil, remember? And when I almost had it, you guys let it get away. Then that monster from the tunnel bit me...are you sure you don't remember any of this?" Zilch looks deeply in Candi's eyes for signs of head trauma, bleeding out the pointy ears, or rot grubbery infestation.
"I'll tell you all about it when we leave here. I'm sure you'll enjoy the tale...and that way, it will give Darkrose time to scribe it."
"Oh! My apologies Zero, I thought you always looked that...eh...grizzled, yes?"
"Oh! My apologies Zero, I thought you always looked that...eh...grizzled, yes?"
Zilch strokes his beard, pondering.
"Nah, I don't always look this good...a bit of blood helps, though," Zero answers. "Candi has looked better though...I think. Hard to tell with the elves. She might have been struck senseless or she might naturally be this loopy."
Davros again activates his wand with the arcane motion and the words "կրակ քայլել ինձ հետ" as he touches the shoulder of Zilchus and then repeats the actions touching ಚಂದ್ರನ ಕಿರಣ's shoulder.
He then turns to the trap-dragoness and says, "Where is Hunclay? What are you doing here?"
Zilch flinches back from the contact...rubbing his arm where it was touched.
"WHATCHA DO--oh...oh...oh yeah..." Zilch's face breaks into a warm smile. "Yeah, that'll do, Darkrose. That'll do."
He then waits for the kobold to talk.
"Wha... Thanks Davros. That feels... better. A little nauseous though." Candrana turns her attention to the Kobold. "Yes, Answer... My friends were wounded and may still be on edge."
"Than answer the question. Where is Hunclay!? Your answer will determine if you live or die." Grayson says menacingly.
Zilch waits to the hear the kobold's answer while picking wax out of his ear.
"Yeah, what are you doing down here? And where does Hunky keep the food?"
"If he won't tell us where the food is, or where Hunky is, then why are we keeping him around?" Zilch asks, wondering who exactly decided to parley with the kobold.
"Grayson, you have the sword, what did you want to do?"
Zilch wipes his ear pickings on his clothes, then goes to work on his other ear.
"As I said, my friends are still on edge." Candrana looks at the others.
"A little less bile might yield more information. Let her talk."
" Let's start with your name. What is your name?" She asks the little lizard.
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Feeling a bit worse and a bit better at the same time, the enchantment from Davros' wand courses through him.
"So, Miss Kobold. Parley. Means talk. So Talk." And if then you do not appear to be a baby-eating, curse-wielding, sinister trapping fiend... like a Qadiran spy... we will probably let you depart without death.
He turns to Grayson. "Let 'er talk." For now. My bow usually shoots true. And far.
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He cocks his head and thinks for a moment. "On the honor of House Skylos, my house...or at least my mother's house... we won't snuff ya' if you help."
Just because we might not end your life does not mean we will allow you to depart if your answers are unsatisfactory. And, of course, given their past actions, the honor House Skylos is...ahhh....mutable.
"Yeah," Zilch says non-commitally.
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"So you can lock me in a cage? I see through your words and I would rather die and leave you with nothing then see further disgrace as your prisoner."
Kobold
Davros
Aodan
Candrana
Zilchus
Grayson
She thrusts her spear at Grayson's chest.
Caught off guard Grayson still manages to avoid the attack.
"Gah! What in the Nine Hells...STOP!"
Startled by the resumption of combat, Davros infuses his will upon his short sword so his aim is true. He then strikes out at the kobold but at the last second, turns his blade so that the flat of the blade is the impacting side.
Round 1
Zilchus jumps in to help Aodan and Grayson against the traitorous kobold.
Zilch draws his sword and moves closer to the disagreeable villain who refused to negotiate.
Round 1
Zilchus jumps in to help Aodan and Grayson against the traitorous kobold.