Ada follows along. She looks into the room and gags at the stench in the room. "I hope that isn't the only way in."
"With our luck it probably is.....though strategically, not a bad way to discourage casual snooping." Ryn replies. "I'm so going to need a bath after this." the gladiatrix mutters.
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With the fighting done and their questions answer Saersha moves along with the others as they look for the way further inside. When she sees the sewer pipes the enchantress groans and says, "Ugh, they couldn't have found someplace less...aromatic to hide in?"
Azura produces a small cloth and with a quick cantrip fills it with a pleasing aroma, then holds it over her mouth and nose.
Its possible to reach the next door really by by either wading through the sewage below and clmbing up the door sill (DC 8) or making your way across the narrow board...(Acrobatics 10)
Dropping to all fours Zev slowly and carefully and very slowly makes his way across the board.
The floor of this room has fallen away, leaving a narrow charred ledge along the south and east walls. To the Northeast a ledge sits up heaped with crates and barrels sits, while the rafter above lay most of the attic bare to view
Zev moves up to open the door he has access to.
The board groaned and strained from Ulfr's great weight, you dont have to be an engineer to realize that the wood is under stress.... anyone else upon it and it would probably break... though two of you lighter less mountainous hero's could probably be safe to cross it.
Waiting until after Ulfr had fully crossed, Ryn almost sprints across the narrow board with ease.
Azura lightly steps across after Ryn.
"There must be some more leftover wood around somewhere so that we can shore up this crossing."
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Ada, Marisa, Ryn, Saersha, Ulfr, and Zev despite the silence of the room, and the disgusting ambient background noises one of you hears a whispering, then a giggle. Marisa, Ada, and Saersha you could hear slight sloshing noises and a low chuckle comeing from the pipes on your right. Ryn you see the movement of something green and tiny coming from the ledge on the upper left behing the crates and barrels...None of you are suddenly surprise when foul looking and smelling sewer goblins rush forth from the sewage tunnels or pop up from behind the crates... even if you thought sewer goblins were a myth.
Ada takes a deep breath and rushes across the wood once it's clear. She wobbles slightly but makes it to the other side.
Ada takes a step back, and casts Bless on the party. She moves away from the doorway so Saersha can get in on the fun. "Join us. This looks to be interesting. She pulls out her Scorpion whip out as she moves.
"What the..." Once again, the speech of her companions becomes incomprehensible as the laughing bobble headed freaks emerge from their hiding spots. "I told the Venture Captain that field work was not a good idea, but did she listen, no..."
Feeling the energies of Ada's spell, the young woman pulls out her crossbow and loads it.
"Azura, tá mé ag dul chun iarracht mo lámh ag bua. Arís. Más gá dúinn a rith, in iúl dom."
"Azura, I am going to try my hand at archery. Again. If we need to run, let me know."
"Here is to hoping this is not as bad as it was in the training yards..."
Ulfr grumbles something rude about goblins not having the balls to close to melee. Then he draws his sling and loads.
Pushing hard against the door you can hear the wood straining... but it refuses for now to open.
Not wanting to move out where the disgusting goblins were attacking from Saersha considered her options. It took her only a moment and she decided on a spell and, with a few words and gestures, sent a glob of acid at the nearest goblin.
Moving closer to where Zev works on opening the stuck door, Ryn draws a dagger as she does, sending it flipping end over end at one of the filthy little bastards. Slipping on a particularly disgusting patch of gods alone knew what, her aim is ruined as she watches her dagger splash into the sludge, never to be seen again.
The goblins coming from the sewer pips were spouting all sorts of foul gibberish... until the glob of acid 'thrown' by the mage splattered into the lead goblins face. He started laughing at first.... until his face began melting. With howls of terror the other two hefted the disgusting looking pouches they held throwing them at the most exposed foes the faced. One at Marisa, the other at Ada both fell almost comically short. The two pouch throwing gobins made a face and looked to one another before drawing out horsechoppers.
The two goblins up in the perch both awkwardly lifted up crossbows much too big for them. The first took aim at Zev, battering the door down, the other at Ulfr, the by far largest target.
The bolt flew straight and true sinking into the witchwolves thigh. (unless he has on leather armor or above in that case it deflects off harmlessly...)
Still working on the door the witchwolf could feel it giving..... just not enough yet.
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Ryn winces, seeing the bolt thud into Zev.
That had to hurt. Running through the scenario in her head, she realizes the disadvantage of a ranged battle. She needed something to throw. Glancing down at Zev's leg again she starts apologizing even s the idea hits her. Hopefully it wouldn't make things worse.
Sorry, this is going to sting...A lot!" She says as she yanks the crossbow bolt out of his leg with one swift motion, whipping her hand back and flipping it over, preparing to throw it back.
While he growled when he got shot he let out an annoyed yelp when the Gladiatrix forcibly removed the bolt. "Pull down then out next time, damages the muscles less." he says in an oddly calm tone.
Seeing the success of her initial spell Saersha again sends a glob of acid at the same goblin. This glob didn't sail nearly as true and she was unsure if it would actually connect with her target.
Taking aim at the goblin that threw the bag at her, Marisa tries to return fire at it with her crossbow... only to watch as it sails so far over its head that it bounces off dilapidated ceiling.
Muttering what sound like angry curses in Celestial, the young woman reloads the weapon in hopes to try again.
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Azura hesitates, then raises her voice and sings a soft, lilting song in the Celestial tongue. Even for those who can't understand it, the song seems to create a vision - a fading memory of trees in autumn, leaves falling in gentle wind as the sun sets in a red-orange blaze. As quickly as it comes the vision is gone, but the song goes on with its eerie syllables that seem to speak of a better time. Even though it feels like the kind of music that would lull one to sleep, it carries with it celestial tones like the music of the spheres, invigorating the audience and gently nudging them toward the ideal of that better world.
Ulfr spins the sling so hard you can hear the stone fly and the resulting crack from the loose end of the sling. The bullet whistles across the pit and clobbers the poor gobo on the other side.
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"Goblin goblin Nok Nuk?GOBLIN!!!!!!!"
The goblin atop the 'secure' perch screeched out after watching its crossbowing companion's face smush in. It rose up with such a hate and furry in its eyes directed firmly at the much larger being it would be comical...if it didnt have the look of primal fury in its features.
It lifted a sack that bulged and threw it as hard as it could torwards Ulfr... Its hate filled features seemed to drop as the missled ploped into the muck below far short of its target.
The goblin you fired at Marisa shook its fist at you and in anger threw it's dogslicer screeching in anger.
Almost predictibly the rusty looking off balanced weapon swooshed below you bouncing off the earthen wall and splooshing into the muck. Shaking its fist at you it ran to pick its weapon back up.
The other goblin hurried forward ducking its head to avoid globs of acid and closed with you Ada. As it neared he half scrunched down and then leapt up swinging its dogslicer in a high two handed slash while screaming a goblin warcry.
"AIIIIIIIEEEEEE!"
Right as it started to leap its foot slipped in the muck and it cleared a good foot.... which put its blade burying itself a good foot and a half below your feet. Still holding the buried in the dirt weapon the goblin kicked its feet repeated against the wall.
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"Your weapons are $#!+, you should take them BACK!" Ryn says whipping the crossbow bolt back at the surviving shooter.
Letting out a sigh to steady himself Zev focused his thoughts on the pain in his leg. Grinning as the endorphins flooded him with euphoria he lifted said leg up and promptly kicked the door.
Ulfr loads his sling and whips it around again
This one doesn't fly as true, but it is still slung with tremendous force.
A smirk of confidence graces Marisa's face seeing the goblin's horrific attempt to throw the melee weapon at her.
"Ollphéist tipiciúla, in ann a chinneadh a bhfuil arm i gceist le haghaidh teilgin."
"Typical monster, unable to determine which weapon is meant for throwing."
Taking aim at the creature as it fishes in the muck for its weapon, she takes a much more accurate shot at it.
Azura continues her ethereal singing.