Round 5
Seeing the beast attack, Davin aims and fires at it.
Attack:
Damage:
Fuming over yet another party member falling to this beastie, Rurik hefts his mace and steps over Vakase's form. May Sarenrae grant ye mercy that ye wont be getting from me. He then brings the mace down hard on the winged form.
Vakase has a vision of the Raven Queen, not one she expected so soon. But she hangs on a few more seconds.
Davin fires an arrow that misses the Devil!
Kara *
Rurik smacks the Devil with his mace
Kartoss darts forward and punches the Devil. It squawks indignantly!
Round 5
Hack *
Vakase [DST+1]
Harzogopas
Davin
Kara
Rurik
Kartoss
As spittle flies, with a scream, Hack attacks.
Davin fires an arrow that misses the Devil!
Kara *
Rurik smacks the Devil with his mace
Kartoss darts forward and punches the Devil. It squawks indignantly!
Round 5
Hack screams in rage and slashes at the RavenImp. He hears No wait! I'll tell you where the... before he lops off the evil creature's head.
Vakase [DST+1]
Harzogopas
Davin
Kara
Rurik
Kartoss
Combat Over. Everyone gets 450/6= 75XP (I think this levels you guys?)
Rurik kneels beside the fallen tiefling, pulling a flask from his belt. He sniffs it momentarily, blanches, then works a small bit of the brandy past her lips. He then pours a bit of the burning liquid over the wound from the imp and begins to wrap it in clean cloth.
That should do it, she'll wake in a bit. She'll feel like a sack o potatoes mind yeh, but she'll wake. I suggest we either set up camp here, or work on heading back out of the rubble. Either way, we need a nice long rest.
Kartoss sneers at the idea of resting, but says nothing.
"Well lets at least catch our breath and tend to our wounded before we make any decision on what to do.", the archer says while gathering up any expended arrows which might still be useful.
Vakase awakens and slowly sits up.
"I just had the strangest dream. Did we win?"
Hack sits, and stretches out his long legs as he leans against the wall for a well-deserved nap.
Laughing and shaking his head, Davin holds out his hand for the halflings flask.
"A few sips is good enough for me. We still need to keep our wits about us down here. And besides if I got drunk I would be afraid you might take advantage of me!"
After a sip or two, Davin keeps a watch on the others as they rest.
While the others rest, Rurik takes his time searching around the room for anything of interest, pausing if he finds a body part to say a small prayer for the person it may have belonged to.
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"I never said I wouldn't," Kara gives Davin a salacious wink as she takes an answering sip and replaces the hip flask.
Though injured, she refuses to waste her personal energy for so minor an injury.
Eventually she starts spinning in place and singing dirty limericks. "Ooooo, There once was a man from Nantucket..."
Rurik does a thorough check of the room while the others are resting. He finds that the bronze plaque displays the Canteclure family crest and motto. It's an unwieldy item, about 2-1/2 feet in diameter and weighing 50 pounds, but it might be worth something as a historical curiosity to anyone interested in Belhaim's history.
Rurik also finds a secret door in the northeast corner of the room.
Oy, when you lot be done patchin yerselves up, Ah seem to have found something o'interest beyond that giant penny yonder. Then, seeing Kara exceptionally bored, adds But I'm sure there's sacks o' gold behind this here secret door, and none o' us are interested in worldly possessions.
He does his best to suppress a giggle, marginally succeeding.
Kartoss simply shakes his head at Rurik and says nothing.
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"...from Reeves. She spent lots of time on her--waitwut?" says Kara as she whips around at Rurik. "Oh. Oh! Well then I guess...wait a minute. Isn't someone supposed to check for halfling-eating traps first? I'm not very good at doing that, but I'll help."
She wanders over to the door and peers down. "Hmmmm, now the grain of the wood is dark, which means that it might be a dart trap, but not in this climate so far south, so it could be a gas trap, unless the architect was named Steve, in which case--" This shows no sign of stopping, and exactly how much 'help' that's going to render is not yet known.
Hack stretches as he stands and scratches himself unceremoniously.
Good catch, Rurik. But, we don't have any thievin' types on this group.
He leans over the halfling and looks closely at the door to see if it is trapped.
Hack checks the door and finds no traps. He leads the heroes down the pitch black corridor for about 150', around two bends. He finally comes to
The floor drops away here as the corridor turns east, though a seven inch wide ledge continues along the south wall. The walls are very smooth, offering few hand holds. The remainder of the passageway is filled with a five-foot-deep trough filled with foul-smelling, thick green sludge.
An examination of the wall reveals that the lever you pulled back in room A7 caused the ledge here to pop out of the wall.
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He leans over the halfling and looks closely at the door to see if it is trapped.
At the sudden introduction of close quarters, Kara rubs her taunt, firm buttocks seductively against Hack's kneecap. She winks and breaths huskily, "Sorry, lover. We don't have time for anything else...."
As the group walks along the dark, foreboding hall, she takes out her torch again and firebolts it back to life.
At the drop off, she offers up her length of rope. "Might one of you virile and nubile types go first, then hold the rope for us folk that concentrated on developing our personality and devastating good looks?"
"Give me some space." says Kartoss as he gets a running start and then leaps across the gap.
Hack smiles sheepishly at the attractive halfling while blushing slightly.
Kartoss, let me toss a rope end to ya so we can do as Kara suggests. We are not all nimble tree huggers.
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Rurik looks over the ledge, and grumbles about no other options, and ties his rope to himself, handing the end to Hack and the others. If'n ye heard me yell, start pullin. If'n ye run out o slack, gimme a holler to stop an I'll let ye tie another rope on. he says glumly. That done, he says a quick prayer to Sarenrae to guide his feet, and slowly begins working his way across the ledge, showing surprising agility for such a rotund man.
Davin keeps his bow ready and watches for any movement in the pit as Rurik is lowered over the edge.
Kartoss and Rurik navigate the ledge. On the other side is a small landing and a closed door.
Hack looks down at Kara.
C'mon, Lass, let's use the rope. Follow me along this edge.
Hack makes it across the ledge to the landing.
Once the rope is strung across, Davin will assist the others, then follow last.
Athletics:
Athletics(Adv.):
Kartoss will help as well.
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"Wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!" Kara yells as she keeps jumping up and down on the rope just behind Hack. "Usually when I'm on a rope above a perilous cavern the ropes just aren't springy, but _this_ rope is really keeping it's springyness! Four jumpys out of five. Would face death to cross again."
Davin and Kara make it across the ledge successfully. The green sludge sludges along ominously below. There's still a closed door on the landing, and Vakase decided to take a nap.
Rurik waits for the others to arrive on the next ledge before beginning to look over the door, Sarenrae guide me as I try and limit a pyromaniac's options...
If he feels it to be safe, he'll try and open the door.
"It's interesting that you're praying to the goddess of fire to stop someone from using her gifts." say Kartoss as he takes up position to enter the room once the door is open.
Too much o anything be a bad thing lad. Nuthin wrong wit fire, it be the overzealous application that be the problem. We dunna know if this muck we just crept over be flammable or an explosive mix. I fer one, dunna wanna find out either.
"Well how about that door? Is it safe to open or do we let Kara burn it down?"
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Vakase easily maneuvers the ledge and arrives on the landing as Rurik opens the door after finding no traps. Rurik leads the heroes into a long corridor, finally ending at...
A small, barred window pierces the iron door at the end of this hall, revealing a plain, ten-foot-square room with windowless iron door on the opposite wall beyond.
Another door.
Edit: For everyone circumventing the sludge trap successfully the party gets 200/6=33XP
Rurik again calls upon Sarenrae's blessings before listening at the door, checking it for traps, and then, assuming it seems safe, attempting to open the door.