Walking the Way of the Wicked

Game Master divineshadow

Ilan sneaks back to tell the others the plan, then returns to set himself up for the ambush.

Stealth: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (9) + 8 = 17

Fitz begins a count to ensure the others have time to get into position before he emerges. Act like a drunken idiot... I'm sure that's not an uncommon sight around here..., he chuckles and then smiles as a thought occurs to him. He talks a bottle of the found whisky from Thok, then pours some into his hands and rubs it over his face. He then fills his mouth with the stuff, Not as bad as I'd thought it would be... and spits it out. Finally, he looks at the bottle, Not empty enough.., and pours half of what's left to the ground. There, that should do.

He pulls the cloak of his uniform up, finishes his count to two hundred, and then starts his stagger, bottle in his left hand to keep his sword-arm free. Every few steps he stumbles, and then gestures with the bottle, muttering to himself about a disagreement with "that woman", and how he was only talking to the comely girl, completely innocently, and how her mother would say anything to make him look bad. He takes another sip from the bottle, though keeping it to his lips to make it appear he's taking a deep pull, then starts his stagger again, his keen elven eyes letting him make out the expression of the two guards... and when it seems that they see him he raises the bottle in salute and starts to stagger toward them. "You know what I'm talking about...", he slurs, then stumbles forward.

Bluff: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (11) + 7 = 18

Yzera waits near the side of the tower waiting for the guards to move.

The second she sees them move toward Fitz, she will silently charge, her serrated sword held above her head ready to strike.

Attack-charge: 1d20 + 4 + 2 ⇒ (16) + 4 + 2 = 22
Damage: 1d8 + 3 ⇒ (5) + 3 = 8

Once the targets were close enough, Lauren initiated the attack, once more attempting to conjure an acidic attack, this time before anybody got in the way.

Just to again note now that your out of the prison proper you dont have to roll for spells.

The guards look at Fitz and shake their heads. Dam new guys can't hold their liquor. Come on buddy I will help you back to the barracks. One of the guards steps forward to help Fitz never realizing the danger.

Do we wish our actions to trigger or are we gonna let him escort Fitz away?

When he gets close to Fitz, so that the two are separated, we will charge the other one. Probably everyone should attack the second guard. I will hit the one helping Fitz along with Fitz. Hopefully we can take out both quickly.

*readys blade*

I thought that was the plan, also.

Ilan waits and then nods at Breeze, stepping out to slide his dagger between the ribs and into the lungs of the guard who stayed back before he can react.

Dagger: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (16) + 1 = 17 for 1d4 + 1 + 1d6 ⇒ (4) + 1 + (5) = 10

Fitz keeps muttering as the man approaches, "You know the kind.... drives me crazy with accusations and demands... and her mother... but there's still something... special about her."

As the man closes, Fitz pushes the bottle forward and staggers toward the man, acting as though he might drop the bottle to pull the man's gaze away from his right hand as it closes around the grip on his stolen longsword, ready to strike. "Don't wanna go back yet... Drink with me!"

Bluff (Feint): 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (10) + 7 = 17

Breeze takes a step forward and swings her claw at the guard.

Attack 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (17) + 4 = 21

Damage 1d4 ⇒ 4

Alleria attacks as well.

Attack: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (7) + 1 = 8

That was the plan but since Fitz had them so well fooled I didnt know if you wanted to let him get the other guard out of sight.

The second guard who remains near the tower door drops as everyone dogpiles him. However the second guard manages to stay standing during Year's strike. He is however badly wounded. First your action. You get one standard.

Scowling as the guard fails to fall, Yzera draws her blade back and swings for the lightly armored area above her chain shirt.

Attack-sawtooth sabre: 1d20 + 4 + 2 ⇒ (1) + 4 + 2 = 7 <-- assuming I am flanking with Fitz
Damage: 1d8 + 3 ⇒ (2) + 3 = 5

Unfortunately her swing deflects harmlessly off his armor.

Damn, need some help here.

Fitz feinted in round 1, since there was no easy way to draw a weapon without attracting alarm.

That would have been your surprise round. So round one everyone. The solider luckily goes last. Yezra has post her actions so everyone else go.

Alleria charges and slashes her blade at the guard's head.

Attack: 1d20 + 1 + 2 ⇒ (2) + 1 + 2 = 5

As the guard easily deflects the blow Alleria glares at her blade and gives it a irritated shake, as if hoping to rattle the crappyness out of it. "One of us is obviously not very good at this, sword, but I'm not quite sure who." She jokes.

Breeze the cat is nearby and takes a 5' step if necessary to flank the guard.

Claw 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (8) + 4 = 12

Damage 1d4 ⇒ 4 plus
1d6 ⇒ 6

Claw 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (9) + 4 = 13

Damage 1d4 ⇒ 3 plus
1d6 ⇒ 2

Fitz drops the bottle, draws his blade and says, "Her mother was right about me.", driving the blade into the guard.

Longsword: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (16) + 4 = 20 for 1d8 + 3 ⇒ (2) + 3 = 5

WIth the surprise complete and some still standing, Nemenia engages... rushing forward while chanting encouragement to those fighting.

Battle joined, freedom near;
Foes hearts, filled with fear;
Strike true, blood spilled;
Now enforce our dark lords will!

Inspire courage.

Between Breeze and Fitz aided by Nemenia the guard falls before he can rouse a cry.

Yzera looks to the others.
Lets get two of the prisoners and post them here so that any guards patrolling the walls will not notice that these guards are gone.

Once the guards are replaced and the bodies have been stashed around the back of the tower in a dark corner, she will listen at the door to the tower and then attempt to open it if possible.

Perception: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (15) + 7 = 22

Aid another 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (20) + 5 = 25

Breeze moves up to the door and tries to use her exceptional ears to help Yzera.

You dont hear anything from the other side of the door. It is however locked up tight.

Yzera looks at the door and scowls.
Any of you magic types want to see if there is a magic lock or something on this? The scrawny warden might well have cast something to protect himself.

As she says this, she steps back and looks up at the tower to see whether there are any windows that might be able to be climbed through.

Perception: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (5) + 7 = 12 <-- 30' darkvision if necessary

Fitz says, "Let's drag the corpses out of sight and put sentries on this door ... Just in case anyone looks down."

Ilan looks at the door carefully before shrugging, producing the tools and starting on the lock.

Perception: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (3) + 6 = 9

Disable Device: 1d20 + 9 + 2 ⇒ (16) + 9 + 2 = 27

The door is quickly unlocked. When you enter you see a fire place and desk. Along the wall are heraldic banners. Thise of Breanderscar and another unknown to you. There are stairs leading up from here.

Breeze runs over to the desk and gives it a quick scan, pulling open the drawers before heading up the stairs.

Perception 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (20) + 5 = 25

Alleria tags along, keeping her eyes open.

Yzera moves over to the stairs and watches up, listening carefully for any sounds from above, while the others once more put loot before safety.

Perception: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (3) + 7 = 10

Breeze you find a platinum Dragon wedged into the desk. This is coin that hasn't been used since house Darius took over and had all the coinage converted to the worship of Mitra along with the people. It might be worth more than a bit to someone.

Those of you at the stairs hear nothing.

Breeze takes the coin, tucking it in her clothing, saving it for a rainy day.

"Are we ready? Let's hit those stairs then. We need to clear out of here."

Fitz follows the others and watches them search, keeping his blade in hand and his eyes locked on the stairs. He asks, "You sneaky folk going to go take a look, or shall we just hope that speed works in our favour?"

"Did you see or hear anything, Yzera?"

Waiting to see the results of her Perception check.

Not hearing anything, Yzera slowly and carefully begins to ascend the stairs to see what the next level holds.

Perception: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (13) + 7 = 20 <-- searching the stairs for traps/other problems
Stealth: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (1) + 7 = 8

Nemenia lags behind with the more martial characters, waiting to see what is next.

Okay maybe this time.

Alright...

You ascend the stairs finding no traps but tripping on a lose stair however the library on the next floor is thankfully empty. Roll me a perception please. Just the two lead characters.

Perception: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (13) + 7 = 20

After cursing under her breath for not noticing the loose stair, Yzera begins to carefully scan the room for anything of note, or value.

Whispering down the stairs:
Library - appears empty.

Breeze is alongside Yzera as well.

Perception 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (1) + 5 = 6

Breeze is alongside Yzera as well.

Perception 1d20+5 = 6

Unfortunately Breeze appears to be blind.

You hear chanting coming from the floor above. It is not the chanting of spell casting but rather prayer.

Alleria draws her blade and waits behind the leaders.

"Same strategy? Shall we run in and finish them quickly?" Breeze kept her voice at a whisper, hoping to maintain their possibiity of surprise.

Quietly:
Lets move with stealth to see what is there. I prefer not charging in if we cannot see what we are charging into.

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Once the others have reached the second floor, Yzera will carefully make her way to the third floor to see if she can identify the source of the chanting.

Stealth: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (14) + 7 = 21