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Sorsha sighs heavily. "Well that is unfortunate and it shames us all. You know Aunt Shivone is going to be inconsolable. Be careful and whatever you do, don't agitate her."

When Sasha looks up as if to say 'would I do that?' her older cousin simply flashes her a withering look that cuts her off.

"I have to go now," she says giving Sasha a hug, "stay out of trouble and good luck with the hunter idea, it certainly sounds like a better fit for you. And for the love of everything above and below, put a shirt on!"

With that, the tall half-elf excuses herself, "If there's nothing else, I should really be on my way. Thank you all again for you assistance here today. At least it should put an end to the Zaalists' machinations here for some time."


"What?!" Sorsha's head snaps around. "Are you saying that Chivane got killed? You're kidding me, what happened?"


Sharp green eyes focus on the girl and she says plainly, "The sort that solves a problem by the most direct means — removing its head."

She bows to Lisa and nods respectfully to Sarah. "I have little doubt that our superiors would prefer we limit the duration of our fraternization. Thank you again, priestess. If it's not too much trouble, please keep my foolish cousin safe."

Sorsha takes Sasha's left hand in hers and shakes her head. "Quite frankly, in spite of her mother's stubborn pride, she's not cut out to be an assassin much less a member of my order. If she was more objective she'd recognize that fact. As you said earlier, an innocent."


Sorsha nods thoughtfully at this and removes a pair of tokens from a small hidden pouch on her belt. They looks like 3-sized pyramids perhaps a finger's width in height. On one side, you recognize the symbol of the ruby coil. On another a symbol that matches the tattoo that Sasha has on the back. The third side has a motif of a being with the torso of a woman with curving horns, but the wings, legs and thorax of a wasp. The final side bears what would appear to be Sorsha's initial in elvish.

"Should you ever find yourselves in need of the services of a member of my order, place this in a goblet, fill it with red wine, and leave it in an empty room by the light of the red moon."


Sorsha shakes her head. "I at least cannot accept any such payment. I have already accepted too much of these people's generosity in healing my injuries."

"These cultists have been making a play for power within Light's End. To that end, they have been trying to eliminate members of my order." She casts a weary look at Sasha. "It would seem that they mistook my cousin for me and began trailing her companions. I'm guessing that changing into that outfit and showing off your tattoo is what brought them down like that, Sash'."


With a curse, Sorsha sheathes her blades, tears off her helmet and jumps into the water to rescue her cousin. As she grabs her and turns her head she shouts out, "Sasha's just barely alive, but I don't know how much time she has..."


Priyya swims back up to the surface, casts her spell, and gives everyone else the heads-up.

"Deprived him of his sword, have you? That should make things easier..."

Next Up: (Aerys), (Alton), (Lureene), (Sasha), (Sorsha), (Wasps) Mal, Dark Knight, Alis, Priyya;


Sasha slams shut the trap door and slides the bolt shut securing it.

Outside, Sorsha sends a mental command directing two of her wasps to join her outside to guard the ladder. She herself waits at the top of the ladder swords at the ready.

Next Up: (Wasp 1), (Aerys), (Alton), (Sorsha), Lureene, Priyya; Mal, Dark Knight, Alis, Sasha, Wasps 2-3 (readied)
MAP: Waterfront Tavern Brawl, (Round 40b)


"Sasha, you said there's a ladder the end of the pier?"

When the younger cousin replies in the affirmative, Sorsha says, "OK, I'll take up position there."

She hesitates, looking at the door to the northwest room and the lewd sounds issuing from it. With a sigh, she sprints for the broken window to the south and dive thru it.

Priyya:
As she passes Priyya, Sorsha whispered, "Thank you for the healing... again."

[spoiler="Rolls"]Perception Checks
L 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (6) + 9 = 15


Justin: No AoOs when you are moving as part of a bull rush if you have the feats.

Stifling a curse, Sorsha springs forward, hoping to hip-check the blackguard into the watery pit. Her attack could scarcely be more perfect, but even so, she pays a heavy cost taking a hard hit in her abdomen.

Unable to withstand the desperate rush, the heavily armored man plummets into the water below, sinking like a stone.

Holding her side, she gasps, "I have no idea if that will stop him or not. Can any of you heal your cleric friend? If he gets out of there, she's the only thing keeping us alive..."

With a mental command, she sends her wasps to hover over the water, ready to attack if the man somehow surfaces.

Rolls:
Bull rush DC 30 1d20 + 16 ⇒ (19) + 16 = 35
AoO 1d20 + 16 - 2 - 3 ⇒ (15) + 16 - 2 - 3 = 26 twf, power attack
dmg 1d10 + 8 + 2d6 + 6 ⇒ (1) + 8 + (2, 5) + 6 = 22 vicious

Next Up: (Wasps), Sasha, Aerys, Alis, Alton, Lureene; Mal, Dark Knight, Sorsha
MAP: Waterfront Tavern Brawl, (Round 38b)


"You're welcome, and yes we can consider it settled."

At some silent command from the woman who summoned them, the three wasps streak towards the blackguard. Miraculously, two of them manage to sting him thru gaps in his armor, one on the face where Mal broke his visor.

Rolls:
H18 1d20 + 4 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (12) + 4 + 2 + 1 = 19 flank, higher ground
H20 1d20 + 4 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (18) + 4 + 2 + 1 = 25 flank, higher ground
J19 1d20 + 4 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (20) + 4 + 2 + 1 = 27 flank, higher ground
crit 1d20 + 4 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 4 + 2 + 1 = 13 no
Poison×2 Fort DC 20 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (8) + 14 = 22 no effect
dmg 2d4 + 6 - 6 ⇒ (2, 3) + 6 - 6 = 5 DR


A deafening impact shakes the entire tavern as the unholy blade cleaves downward even sundering the floor below. Priyya feels a flying sensation, feel herself falling from a terrific blow. She strikes a hard object and hits the floor...

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To her surprise she is not looking down at her body from above.

Somehow she sees and with her own corporeal eyes. Looking around she sees Lureene standing above her, mouth agape at something on the other side of her. Turning quickly, Priyya questions whether she hit her head or is delusional. Towering over her, wearing red cuirboilli over a skin-tight black cat-suit is a tall red-haired woman with intense green eyes and a saw-toothed blade in each hand. Beside her hovers one of the over-sized wasps.

Sasha?!

Raising her head, Priyya sees the blackguard standing a good 15 feet away, his sword having just demolished a large hole in the floor where she had been standing. A gasp to her right turns her head and she finds that Sasha is still lying upon the ground from where she ducked the incoming wasp a moment ago. The look on her face is one of astonishment, and hope tinged with more than a bit of apprehension.

The woman gives Priyya a wry smile. "Please forgive the trouble my idiot cousin has caused you."

When she turns her head to keep the blackguard in her sight, you can make out the tips of pointed ears poking thru her wavy red hair. "Also, you have my appreciation for not handing her over to save your own neck. I'm not used to saying this, particularly to members of your order, but... thank you."

She slips on a wasp-like helmet and says, "Now then, shall we send our grim guest to meet his master? It took some time, but I've taken care of his lackeys outside."

Next Up: Sasha, Wasps, Priyya, Alis, Aerys; Cultist, Alton, Lureene; Mal, Dark Knight, Sorsha
MAP: Waterfront Tavern Brawl, (Round 37c)
Theme: Sure Promise