Darius grinned as the bait had worked but was similarly confused at the coordination of the attackers. Luckily the vampires would not die from a simple dispersing but the drunk was another story.
He rushed out Grimoire bursting forth a sent it around one of the vampire's necks to rend.
The three of you together bring down one of the vampires, and they turn to face you. The "drunk" flees shouting "Kill them!" before he turns into a bat and flies away.
The remaining three heavily armed vampires step in and swing their longswords at each of you.
Sledge responds to the miss with a wickedly fast backhand, and then punches a hole in the vampire.
Jones watches the fleeing bat out of the corner of his eye.
That sounded like he was giving them an order. Is he the leader? Doubtful - why would he put himself in such a risky posi-
Jones grunts as the vampires' swords cuts into his side. He retaliates, trying a different technique.
Darius scoffs, " Can anyone chase after the ringleader? Or perhaps we can use the wisps of these cretins as a tail to him? "
His whip strikes at whatever remained.
Sledge pounds a vampire into mist, and Jones and Darius work together to take down another. The last remaining one, injured, turns into a bat and flies off as well.
Darius follows post-haste
" Quickly now, while their scent of defeat is fresh "
Looking to his party and the accompanying vampires.
Jones drinks a Fly extract and follows the bats.
Sledge clicks his heels together and starts flying with his winged boots.
He makes rapid pursuit after a random smoke.
You follow the trails of smoke to an absolutely enormous (comprising an entire city block) designer clothing and furniture store called "The Nobleman's Stitch". Fashionable clothes hang on mannequins at the front window, and the puffs of mist gently brush them slightly as they slip in under the door and around the mannequins to go deeper into the store, somewhere.
"I vote we kick down the door."
"Agreed."
"Anyone wanna detect magic first?"
Darius gives a resigned sigh but goes through the effort of doing so.
" Fine, Fine. You can't be held responsible for this not in your capability. Rather safe than dead. "
His eyes search for warning signs both magical and not.
Darius notices, before he even gets in range of hiss spell, that the two mannequins in the window...are not. They are vampires, dressed in high fashion, simply posing absolutely motionless in the window.
Darius, aware of the danger, goes up to the door to open it keep note that the mannequins are fakes and instead the enemy. His whip ready to strike them if they deem themselves tough enough.
He motions for the rest to follow him.
The door is locked, and upon touching it the vampires, all at once, disappear from sight.
" Sledge, Break this. "
Jones moves to cover Sledge's back, and readies to strike if one of the vampires appears next to him.
The door explodes inwards, splinters scattering all over the interior (and ruining several fine outfits in the process).
Sledge flexes for blindfight and improved blindfight, then tries to pinpoint their locations.
Darius moves in and strikes at the rightmost vampire.
" They simply try to hide their fear. They are right were they were before. "
Girmoire was relentless.
The vampire hisses in pain, but shrugs off the undead unfriendly mind attack.
Sledge notes for Jones and himself that all the vampires are still in the window. Darius notices that they're about to do something in unison.
They thrust their arms forward at once, and skeletal arms erupt from the ground around all of you, a veritable forest of bone grabbing and slashing with their claws.
Jones is alive, but not happy.
Darius leaps and dodges a well as he can between the forest of undead hands as he thinks on his next move.
Grimoire finds itself grasping at the enemies' necks.
Jones feels a healing warmth in all this wrath.
Sledge kills one of the uninjured ones.
Jones studies and attacks one of the more weakened ones, fighting defensively.
Grimoire wraps around the neck of the injured vampire, popping its head off. The body turns to mist moments before the head, leaving it time to look in horror at the vampire slayer.
Sledge and Jones then work together to vaporize a second.
The last one turns itself into a bat and flees , heading upstairs.
Darius turns to Jones, " Don't be afraid to tend to yourself before following after Jones, I rather you in some form of capability than close to death. "
To his effort the Hunter casts Cure Serious Wounds Upon himself before giving chase
" Sledge after that bat! He is likely to warn more of them. Careful for traps. "
"Regrettably, I only have enough alchemical power to create one more Cure Light extract. Perhaps I should give it to one of you and stay behind."
"Oh, I forgot about these!"
Jones procures several potions from out of seemingly nowhere, and quickly starts drinking them.
"That'll do for now. Do either of you require healing? I plan to purchase a wand first thing tommorow...assuming we aren't otherwise occupied."
Sledge gives a punch to the batpire as it flees, and then follows Darius.
Sledge quaffs three potions of cure moderate wounds.