Grung attacks the foe to the north
Melee
for +1 vs Monstrous Humanoid of Magical Creatures
for +1 vs Monstrous Humanoid of Magical Creatures
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Desmond jumps over an enemy this time as he continues his acrobatic assault.
Grung nearly drops is slick weapon with his first chop but he manages to reverse the grip and chop down, hittign the hogobo.
Desmond leaps on the table and get a +1 to his attacks (not that he needs it) and slashes down on the same hogobo that Grung just hit. [oo]Des I needed understand where you were going AN;76?[/ooc]
Initiative Order: RD 4
Hobgoblin - hit karnog 15 hp and grung 33 hp
Kalim -
Desmond - moves and hits for 29 hp
Feli -
Grung - hit for 21 Hp
Karnog -
Meath'd -
Malcolm -
RD 4: Meathead
He double moves all the way into the NE corner of the room, past the table to free up the way.
Kalim, Fel, Karnog and Malcolm have actions remaining.
Kalim moves up behind Malcom and uses his extending arms to give his opponent a shocking slap.
Kalim slips in and touches the enemy standing in front of Malcolm but who just hit Karnog. The recipient of the shock is still alive.
Malcolm lays into the enemy in front of him.
Taste the holiness of Abadar, you sullen imperfection!
Malcolm's attack hit, but does not confirm and his second attack missed. The warrior is still up.
Karnog steps to the north and swings at the goblin who attacked him again.
#1 to hit; damage
#2 to hit; damage
karnog hits for 9 hp but the enemy is still alive.
RD 4: Meath'd
The ogre steps up five feet using move action to kick the table to the side, then he uses his reach a smacks at the hobgob in AO:56,
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He crashes the hogo's brain, grey matter spurts out, but the creastre still fights on.
Feli take your RD 4 action.
Initiative Order: RD 5
Hobgoblin -
Kalim -
Desmond -
Feli -
Grung -
Karnog -
Meath'd -
Malcolm -
RD 5: Hobo actions
The two reaming enemy they attack Malcolm and Grung this time,
At Malcolm
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crit range: 17-20
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crit range: 17-20
It looks like both attack hit, unless there is boost to his AC, the damage is 36HP
At Grung
hobgoblin warrior priest
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crit range: 17-20
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crit range: 17-20
confirming crit
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Looks like the wicked longsword shredded the dwarf's flank for 29HP.
Grung cries out more than he ever has before, before he responds.
for
for
for
Grung kills the one enemy in front of him. Severing it's head from its shoulders. That brings about a giggle from Meath'd ,"Bouncy...bouncy."
Everyone other than Grunt can take your actions on the last warrior priest standing.
Kalim smacks his foe from behind Malcolm again.
"Karnog, help me out!"
Kalim hits with his stringy arm. His touch causing a ripple of pain on the now severely wounded hobgoblin. However, the enemy is fanatic, so like anyone with a death wish, he presses.
Karnog steps to flank the baddie and swings his hammer again.
to hit; damage
to hit; damage
Both of Karnog's attacks miss the enemy.
Desmond flurries the vulnerable goblinoid, slicing and dicing him up like a chopped salad.
Desmond uses his flurry or strikes to hit the goblinoid a few times putting him down to the ground, dead and messy.
Karnog, ay could use a little patchin up.
Desmond pants as his adrenaline calms down. "Yes, I got pretty tore up too."
"Aye, we all took some bits there, I think. Let me use my last healing burst then we'll go to spells."
healing (0/7 channels remaining)
I have no blessings from Abadar remaining today, but I too am in need of healing and much rest and praying.
"I'm fine. Just saying." Kalim grins but then gets serious. "This is good work we're doing. Slavery. Pfah. Waste of resources."
CMW on Malcolm: (wand at 15 chgs)
1
2
3
CMW on Grungsdi: (wand at 12 chgs)
CMW on Desmond: (wand at 11 chgs)
Charges remaining: 10
"Thank you Karnog. If we're getting this drained on resources we should call it a day as soon as we can. Can't help anybody if we're dead."
I agree, Des. Thank you, Karnog.
The dwarf blinked. How long had it been since he'd tasted fresh ale?
"Too damn long"
He thought to himself.
He continued to run the list of faces through his head- those who'd wronged him or his God and would soon die.
The Lord in Iron was not an evil deity. Just indifferent. Encompassing both the glorious and darker sides of battle. Exemplifying one honest truth.
It didn't matter if you were good or evil, man or woman, animal or beast. Ultimately when talk and negotiations failed- it always came down to who was willing to fight harder and dirtier.
That was why he was in his current predicament. Ambushed by alot of smaller, weaker creatures. I did not matter how strong, or powerful or how righteous or evil he was.
He been surrounded and overwhelmed by sheer numbers.
He'd killed at least a dozen but fatigue and injures took their toll and they kept on coming till the dwarf could no longer lift his sword.
The thought made him angry. As pompous as the paladin had been, as vain as that damn sorcerer was. He should not have left his allies. He had paid a price for his over confidence and he had dozens of new scars to prove it.
Gorum had not abandoned him. The god was testing him. He HAD SEEN that through the tortures and pain. For all the skill the mighty dwarf had earn he was NOTHING without the might of his god.
When the burning and slicing was at it's worse, the dwarf had called Gorum's name like a madman. The god had listened. For whatever reason, his captors had not killed him yet. Perhaps knowing the dwarf was Gorumite they thought he could be put to their uses?
How little they knew. Thee dwarf ran through the faces and images in his mind again.
Everything that had anything to do with his incarceration was was doing to die. They were his test. As soon has he had a weapon in his hand it would begin.
I will bathe in the blood of his enemies. Praise his blade.
Post battle you see there are four slaver that were on duty. In the main room were your found them in, they were apparently entertaining themselves with a card game of Ogre stumps Orc. They have a wine and four goblets on the table. The kitty for the card game totals 250 gp. The wine is of no
value, but the four goblets are made of gold and worth 200 gp each.
Each of the four guards have the following gear: +1 chainmail, heavy steel shield, +1 longsword, masterwork heavy crossbow, 20 adamantine bolts, unholy symbol, spell component pouch, pouch with 100 gp. There is a large set of skeleton keys hanging on hook in the room.
Within the bedroom (B) are four sturdy beds; four locked, iron trunks containing the treasure; and a small iron statue of Orcus against the east wall. Treasure: Besides the slaver’s personal effects, the trunks contain 6,500 gp, and three scrolls containing one divine spell each, all CL 16th: righteous might, animate objects, and spell immunity.
There is pile of "special " gear in corner tied up.
Arms and Armor:
Masterwork Cold Iron Great Sword 200gp (self for half)
Masterwork Agile Spiked Breastplate 200gp(self for 1/2)
Heavy Steel Shield 10gp (self for 1/2)
Masterwork Heavy Pick (self for 1/2)
Masterwork 3x Daggers (self for 1/2)
4x Wooden Stakes
Masterwork Cold Iron Battleaxe/weapon cord 162gp (self for 1/2)
Masterwork Alchemical Silver Warhammer/weapon cord 201gp (self for 1/2)
Masterwork Alchemical Silver Cestus 163gp
(self for 1/2)
Masterwork Cold Iron Cestus 155gp(self for 1/2)
Masterwork Composite Longbow 600gp (+3 Pull)
20 Arrows 1gp
Amulet of Natural Armor 1 2000gp
Belt of Giant Str +2 4000gp
Cloak of Resistance +1
Ring of Protection +1
Scabbard of Vigor
Feather step slippers
Other Gear
Wand of CLW 35 charges 750gp
Wand of Shield of Faith 50 charges 750gp
Wand of Keep Watch 46 charges 750gp
2x Alkali Flask 30gp
Holy symbol, wooden;
8 days trail rations.
4 waterskins
1 bedroll
4x Caltops
Backpack
Scroll case
Flint and Steel
Grapple hook
Hemp rope (50ft)
10 pitons
Signal Whistle (on a string around neck)
Torch
2 Flasks of oil
Whetstone
3 )CLW potions each (1d8+3)
(2) CMW potion (2d8+6)
potion of magic weapon (1)
vial anti-toxin (1)
Haversack
Everfull Mug (3/day 12 ounces of fine beer or wine)
Compass
Blank Map book (roll d2, 1 =waterproof, 2=non-waterproof)
Scrivener’s kit
silk 50 ft.(1)
Grapple grapple arrow (1)
bandolier (1)
Candles (5)
Feather Step Slippers 2000gp
Potion of Reduce Person 50gp
Money:
CP:
SP:
GP: 546
PP:
A few of the items have been used or broken inclduing: 10 pitons they are missing, the 3 CLW appear to ahve been drunk, the compass has been taken apart by hammer and nail, The wooden symbol is actually smoking as it has been burned with the two alkaline acid flask.
With a little effort you can separated items and determine their worth's, the cure wands will come in handy with Karnog.
Meanwhile the skeleton keys open a doorway to the cells wee the wretched prisoners are situated, a quick glance revel horrid conditions and access brutality inflicted on each man, and women, young and old. By a cursory look you see the tall tale signs of wicked torture on each person, Scarring, boils, flayed flesh, plucked out eyes, needled oh so many needle inserted. Evil simply because they could.
Not putting the pieces together, Desmond starts shopping through the items.
Looking around the young bard sighs." At least for a moment we have a moment of rest. Let´s make the best out of it. I am down to a few spells, but I still have lots of wands. Is anyone wounded? That at least we can mend."
"Grung, I believe much of this is yours."
Quite a haul, and now I must pray.
As you pray you feel there is void or disconnect between your words and your god, it's like he is not there to hear you. He has not answered you. This has never happened to you before.
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"I am glad these goblins have been destroyed, look at the ruin they have wrought upon these poor folk. Evil for no purpose other sick joy and laughs? This place really is a boil to be lanced and drained."
Looking through the collected equipment, Karnog pauses for a moment at the everfull mug and handy haversack.
"Curious, this."
The dwarf continues to run through his list. He remembered the hobs who'd bought his symbol before him. Who'd DARED to try to burn it under his alkali flask and had used the rest on him. One of his judgements had allowed him to resist the damage.
That had scared the hobs.
They had seen him cast no spells or speak any words. But he was unburned.
The hob had shown fear amd hid it by beating the bound and chained dwarf.
That one dies first
You've used 3 lv one; 3 lv 2; and 2 lv two.
You've been on this level long enough to realize your god is not answering your prayers. You sense that Orcus has prevented that communication and is gloating at the pathetic cries for divine help.
Your scalp burns as your slaver captives have belted, tied and manacled you in the same small cell as two manacled ghasts. They've enjoyed tormenting you and occasionally they let it ghast bite you to paralyze you for while. Of course, you've managed destroy a few but they keep bringing new ones to replace any that you've killed.
This is how you've figured out that your tiara both warns when undead are near (which you previously knew) but also attracts them to you (which you did not know).
The group is caught by the stench of human waste and misery as you have entered an "L" shaped hallway lined with cell doors. The first two doors on the right (labelled "D") are empty, waiting new victims. Each cell door is made of iron and well locked.
Which way are you heading?