He raises a muddy eyebrow grabbing the shaft "Oh, where was that hiding? Yeah, tools...I love tools. Let me just dig this ditch under a rain of arrows..." rolling his eyes and sloughing the paddy muck about.
While Anton and Raiden deal with the first hole, Scram and Raavek begin moving forward in the mud. The progress is slow but it is progress.
Somehow the shooter finds a way through Raavek's defense and he is pierced with a dart.
The path is clear of caltrops up Raavek and Scram. The mud is still difficult terrain.
Uriah gasps as if something has struck him. When everyone looks, its just that he's gotten mud on his new doublet. He looks on the verge of tears.
Rav flinches as the dart sticks in his armor, pricking him, Uriah, I will buy you a brand new doublet after this, please just focus!!!
Raiden wipes kobold blood off his sword, a little too happy to finally have the opportunity to do so. I think that murder hole is cleared. Time to get dirty! Looking at Uriah Or to wade carefully through.
Zayless mutters similar words as a moment ago wrapping one fist with his hand.
Anton grabs the Kobold and smashes him against the floor, and then thrusts his sword up though the hole.
This is the *worst* adventure ever. Worse than that time I had to spend a night in the rain. At least then I knew I'd see sunlight again.... Uriah moves forward carefully, he'll only cast Vicious Mockery if he gets a good look at a kobold.
Grunting and straining, the work exhausting he turns to Rav for a moment "Was that a dart? Did they just throw a dart at you? Save it, we'll make em eat it later!"
A few more excruciating moments pass as Raavek and Scram clear the last of the caltrops from the mud.
Raavek hears two more needles bounce off of his shield as he protects Scram from fire. As they clear the mud, Anton moves up behind them, and stabs into the hole with his sword barely missing his target but plunges his fist into the hole and connects with a satisfying crunch against kobold flesh. The kobold falls dead from the blow.
The group clears the mud and gets back onto some what sold stone pathway once more. After some quick seconds to clean the majority of the thick mud off you continue following the cave as it bends steadily to the right until you see at the edge of the party's light the cave appears to be opening into a room once again.
Already splotched and spotted from the kobold clutter, Scramsax rearranges the muck on his face into a ferocious warpaint like tiger stripes, to strike fear into his next victims...
Ravvek draws his bow again, ready to make a quick strike.
Sashah continues reading his papers, seemingly ignoring the mud caked to his lower half.
Uriah miserably swipes at clods of mud, attempting (in vain) to clean himself off.
Keeping a throwable hammer at the ready, Raiden presses forward with the team, keeping his eyes peeled for any kobolds or kobold holes.
Zayless mutters again casting a ward on himself before moving to follow the cleared path. He notes Sashah's wanderings. "Must be a good book but stick to the cleared path. They left nasties in the mud." He nudges the half-elf when he wanders.
Once on the next bit of solid ground. Zayless mutters again brining up the ward and readies for the next bit of hostilities.
Sashah just shrugs, "Eh."
Moving forward, the party moves swiftly into the cave ahead. Much like the chamber you encountered previously, this area is littered with piles of straw, leaves, and scraps of cloth—though the pallets are fewer in number and not quite so moldy.
It would appear that the kobolds that live in this area of the warren take a little more pride in their surroundings as the area is lacking the rather rude graffiti found elsewhere in the warren.
Raiden notices similar alcoves as in the previous caves. He’s pretty sure these are already open though and calls for the group to be ready.
Initiative
Enemies
Ravvek
Myastan
Raiden
Anton
Scram
Uriah
Sashah
Raiden’s quick warning keeps th party from being surprised but the kobolds act quickly enough. Sashah and Uriah are both shot with darts. You can all see three more carved openings in the southern wall.
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Ravvek shifts his longbow to his off-hand and draws his slim blade. He listens to the shuffling behind the walls, trying to intuit where the little kobolds will go next.
If he can tell which way they are moving, Rav whispers a litany, invoking the name of Melora (Meilikki), moves and thrusts!
Following Rav and Anton's lead, Raiden cautiously approaches an alcove and, listening to get the best angle, stabs with his great sword. ,
"Eenstead of guess and stab, strong could break wall and use zheir tunnel.."
Uriah shrieks in protest at having something pointy sticking out of him!
Uriah says Avenge me Anton! Smash them to pieces!
Scram's movement is so fast it almost resembles teleportation, his muddied body blending into the natural rock he is nearly invisible until his blades become unsheathed, the contrast burning white like the great tusks of a sabretooth tiger. He flies through the air past Ravvek sinking his blades into the enemy...
Getting used to this strategy of the kobolds the group picks out the defensive positions and moves quickly to neutralize them. With quick work all three of the kobolds hiding behind the walls are dispatched.
The only other (apparent) exit from this room lay to the north. The corridor winds and twists before ending in acurtain of black, scaly leather. Tendrils of acrid vapors curland sickly, green light escapes from around the edges of the curtain.
Getting used to this strategy of the kobolds the group picks out the defensive positions and moves quickly to neutralize them. With quick work all three of the kobolds hiding behind the walls are dispatched.
The only other exit from this room lay to the east. The corridor winds and twists before ending in acurtain of black, scaly leather. Tendrils of acrid vapors curland sickly, green light escapes from around the edges of the curtain.
Crouching, Ravvek sets down his bow and wipes his blade clean before re-sheathing it. Picking up his bow, the paladin stands again and asks, Forward?
Scram breathes loudly a few times until it subsides "Right. Rav, hand me that dart..."
Ravvek plucks one from his armor, This one?
He holds the point up to his eye for inspection "Yeah, scalekin think throwing darts at people through holes is so clever...gonna show them how funny it can be. Lizard on a stick is a delicacy for some cultures." he explains.
Anton moves toward the exit, listening for a moment. "Let's proceed," he says.
To Sashah, How do you break a wall? Some of that magic? Can it see through that black curtain over there? Raiden cleans off his sword, a little pleased at having been successful using it again. He follows close behind whomever is leading the way, keeping an ear peeled.
I don't like the look of that Light.
HP 18/21
Rav looks at the curtain, We could have Raiden, here, cut it down and take cover, so we can see in there. What do you guys think? Simple, rush in and take care of business.
"Would be better if we could draw them out, but no clue how we might do that." he tears off a piece of his blanket and wraps it around his nose holes and mouth like a mask "...maybe a few of us go in, tear down the curtain. Rest out here where its clear with bows and crossbows."
"Brute strength Raiden, vith tool to focus power. Veak spots likely near attack holes. Might be better entrance zhan front door."
Scram steps forward, willing to barge in if everyone is game. He gives a quizzical, inquiring thumbs up to the party as he reaches for the curtain...
Rav looks at Scramsax and then to the others, shrugs and returns the thumbs up!
Raiden looks to Sashah and then to Scram. What tool? he asks Sashah, because going through a wall seems a little more appealing than going through green gas.
Be it wall or be it curtain we go through, or .
“Come in! Come in!” You all hear from behind the curtain as Scramsax reaches to draw it to the side. “King see you now he will.” The voice, speaking in heavily accented common, seems to be just on the other side of the thick black-leather curtain.
Beyond, you see a wide chamber bathed in sickly, green light. Wisps of acidic mist curl around the room, burning your nose and throat. Within, off to the right you can see a three-foot high dais bearing a crude, lumpy throne topped with the skull of an alligator. Behind which are stacked a number of crates. A four-foot wide opening rests in the ceiling of the northern corner. The air inside the warren is hot and humiid, an acidic tang hangs in your mouth as you breath. Braziers of black, pitted iron rest around the room, filled with bubbling, green liquid seem to be the source of the dim, green light throughout the room.
A kobold sits on the throne flanked on either side by winged kobolds, directly in front of you are two kobolds short sword drawn but they do not seem to be about to attack (yet).
Anton puts a hand on Uriah's shoulder. "Your time to shine," he whispers. He then nonchalantly moves to the northwest, making sure the kobolds see his hands are empty and nowhere near his sword.
Raiden keeps a hold of his sword as he walks in, but in a relaxed position like the kobolds. He takes in the scene and coughs as the acrid gas burns his nose and throat. He waits for the others to enter, hoping Uriah can talk some sense into this little monster.
Ravvek walks in calmly, with arrow nocked but not drawn.
Sashah coughs in the mist and then heaves a large sigh upon the sight of the king kobold.
Zayless remains silent firm jawed picking up the cue that others hope for a diplomatic solution. He rehearses the curses he would say other wise in his mind.
Well! We are in the presence of Royalty Gentlemen!
Uriah confidently strides forward, he doffs his cap and gives an elaborate bow to the "King"
My Lord, we are humble adventurers come to pay homage and respectfully request that you vacate this section of caves. You see, there's another Lord, a HIGH Lord that requires this particular cave structure for his Uriah looks around conspiratorially "particular" tastes. You know how these Lords are gotta have their caves and such.
The Lie feels funny to Uriah, he's pretty sure no one is buying it.
The kobold king furrows his brow at Uriah’s attempt at diplomacy. “I Sik’Garuk, Sorcerous King of the Sourscale Tribe, was gonna offer you a chance to save life’s but not now. Now the Sourscales will eat from your soft heads. “
It’s quite obvious that things have gone bad. Ravvek, Raiden, Zayless, and Shashah are able to react befor the kobolds do.
Sashah heaves a big sigh again as he grabs his holy symbol and says a familiar quick prayer.