Atk; Dmg; Thunder Dmg (1d20+9=19, 1d10+4=5, 1d6=4)
"I come for you!"
Brujo quickly moves to the nearest enemy, and unleashes another bolt of lightning.
Cronin sees Fairwind about to be mobbed and moves to aid her flank, using the searing light of his goddess to make the kobold nearest him vulnerable to her attacks.
Commander Caine surges menacingly towards the clustered kobolds, eliciting squawks of alarm from them. Flustered murmers of "Let's get out of here, don't like this one bit" are quelled by the Wyrmpriest.
"Surround them." he orders, being very careful to stay out of range himself. The kobolds don't seem that impressed by his management skills. "All very well for some." can clearly be heard from a disgruntled skirmisher.
Leo's formidable blow glances off kobold 5 and it sneers at him.
Brujo on the other hand, casually lassoos Kobold 5 and hauls the hapless creature towards him. "Leggo - noffair" it gargles as the lash tightens round its neck and the scimitar blasts downwards wounding hit horribly.
Seeing Fairwind's peril, Cronin's holy fire sears the Kobold 5 which manages a further squeak of "That's not fair..." before it expires from a combination of lightning, cold and holy flame.
End of part one ...
Part 2 ...
Perigia is not slow to spot the clustering of the kobolds and unleashes her sleep spell into the middle of them. Gasps of horror go up as waves of lethargy wrap around the little brutes.
Kobolds 7 and 1 are unaffected by the magic and raise a small cheer. Kobolds 3(the Wyrmpriest) and 6 (one of the Dragonshields) are staunch enough to throw the enchantment off and are merely slowed, but Kobold 2 drops to the ground and snores gently.
The remaining kobolds look at each other and take action. Without moving, the Wyrmpriest (kobold 3) launches a blast of cold that strikes Caine directly in the chest. Then it raises its hands high above its head and chants. All the kobolds look a little better (although Kobold 5 is still dead).
Energy Orb at Caine (v Ref) cold damage: (1d20 6=15, 1d10 3=6).
Seeing Fairwind as an easy target, Kobolds 6, 7, 4 and 1 all move to surround her, egging each other on with high pitched chortles of glee.
At the signal from Kobold 6, they all attack at once.
Snickering at their success, the little blisters shift away again.
Hit and Run (1d20+7=17) damage vs K4S (1d8+3=10) Attack vs reflex on K6D, K7D, K1S (1d20+2=8, 1d20+2=17, 1d20+2=6) 1d6+1 fire damage to K7D (1d6+1=6)
Fairwind grits her teeth and wheels away from one of her attackers, hoping to avoid the mob. Muttering a half-remembered incantation, she calls forth a pillar of fire!
Befuddled by Fairwind's hit and run tactics, the kobolds are unable to strike a blow as she whirls past them. The Dragonshields seem rather impressed. Her sword swipe severely damages Kobold 4 and the flames explode nastily in the face of Kobold 7.
"Could be a kobold" remarks the uninjured one.
"Not scaly enough. Help me." squeaks his flaming companion.
Chryzylyx, distracted by Fairwind's plight and impressive manouvering, tries and fails to shoot eldritch fire at the Wyrmpriest. Then she ducks behind Brujo for safety .
A belated surge of cold freezes Kobold 4 to the spot. Before it has time to react sensibly, the towering figure of Commander Caine is upon it, and the creature slumps to the ground, bombarded by waves of thunder.
Commander Caine
As you step onto the differently coloured stone, you are momentarily assailed by a vision of falling walls before attacking with renewed vigour.
Cronin moves closer to the thick of the fray and invokes the radiant beam once again, this time at the Wyrmpriest, but misses his target in the mob of kobolds.
Cronin moves closer to the thick of the fray and invokes the radiant beam once again, this time at the Wyrmpriest, but misses his target in the mob of kobolds.
Where are you moving to Cronin?
Brujo quickly darts about the ruins to his next victim, "Get over here!"
Leo heads towards the nearest Kobold foe
Where are you moving to Cronin?
Brujo quickly darts about the ruins to his next victim, "Get over here!"
Brujo quickly darts about the ruins to his next victim, "Get over here!"
Commander Caine's attack demolishes Kobold 4 before even swift footed Leo or Brujo can add to the carnage. Distracted by the milling bodies, Cronin also misses, but Perigia sneaks a magic missile into the back of the wrympriest. The beast shrieks.
"Back. Get out of here. Now!" it bellows, giving up all pretense of the ambush being anything other than an abject failure.
He and his cohorts attempt to throw off the effects of Perigia's sleep spell. Save v slowness: (1d20=8, 1d20=17, 1d20=5, 1d20=14)
Kobold 2 (the prone sleeper) is kicked awake by the Wyrmpriest (minor action) but is too boggled to do more than stagger to his feet.
Kobold 2 save v sleep: (1d20=15)
Kobold 1 is unable to resist taking a last stab at Fairwind, but the spear misses. It retreats a step, hissing slightly.
Kobold 3, muttering about unfair odds and opportunistic wizards, fires a blast of cold at Cronin, which misses before scampering away.
Kobold 6 is unable to do anything very useful at all and backs himself off against the wall, smiling beguilingly and waving at you as he attempts to get out of the way. .
Kobold 7 also heads away, pausing only to stab Perigia with his shortsword. "Nasty, nasty wizard" it says reprovingly as it jabs her neatly in the leg.
Shortsword attack on Perigia: (1d20 7=22, 1d6 3=4).
Fairwind smiles grimly and whilst the little bandits retreat, she races round to cut off their escape, her swords arcing through the air.
With an agonised squeal, kobold 1 takes the full brunt of Fairwind's attack. While her second slash misses, the first does substantial damage to the little bandit.
Chryzylyx moves to form a line with Brujo, Cronin and Leo and curses kobold 2 as he rouses from slumber before blasting him with eldritch fire. He looks stunned as he watches chunks of flesh melt under her attack.
"Thought you were the useless one." he screeches.
Kobold 7 also heads away, pausing only to stab Perigia with his shortsword. "Nasty, nasty wizard" it says reprovingly as it jabs her neatly in the leg.
Didn't your mommy ever teach you it's not good to piss off a wizard?" Perigia says to the kobold.
Kobold 7 stares in disbelief at the blisters rising on its shield arm.
"Genasi trickster" it whimpers. "Wizards aren't supposed to be hit us close up. Someone said that" - it adds loudly to the Wyrmpriest, who has the grace to look a little abashed.
Charging straight ahead Leo yells "For Kelemvor!" as he swings his sword right through the stricken kobold.
Brujo quickly moves beside two of the kobolds and swings an arc of lightning over their heads.
Cronin chases after the masked kobold. "Get the caster!"
Heedless of the other kobolds, Cronin then pulls up and fires the now-familiar shaft of moonlight at the wyrmpriest.
Commander Caine lunges at Kobold 2 as it struggles to get up. His greatsword slashes down in a formidable blow and the creature is doomed.
Thundering greatsword v Kobold 2: (1d20+9=16, 1d10+4=14)
Leo neatly bisects Kobold 1 with a deft blow.
Brujo's lighting yanks Kobold 6 away from the safety of the wall and into the middle of the extremely tough party. It bares its teeth in what is probably a beguiling smile and drops its weapon.
Cronin hurtles past his companions and the remains of several kobolds and blasts holy fury at the Wyrmpriest. Brushing past Kobold 7 on the way, the little brute lashes out at him with its short sword, but misses. The Wyrmpriest screams as Cronin's righteous fury hits it hard.
Perigia's cold ray allows Kobold 7 to sneak in an attack under her arm, but the cold slows its reflexes and the stab misses the wizard.
Kobold 3 pauses only to adjust his mask and runs. Scuttling as fast as his legs will carry him, he disappears into a hole in the wall (see dark line between A17/18).
Kobold 7 exchanges glances with his remaining comrade and drops his weapons. Thudding to his knees, he puts his hands in the air.
"Parley?"
Kobold 6 nods across to him. "Surrender."
There are further toothy smiles from the pair. Kobold 6, who is less injured than Kobold 7 also puts his hands in the air.
"Information? Sneaky kobold information?" it offers hopefully.
Fairwind runs to the tunnel to see if there's anyway she can get inside to track down the masked one.
"Y'all get some scuttlebutt from those fellas, I'll see to our shy little friend here." she calls.
The hole is designed for kobolds and Fairwind cannot fit through it without moving a lot of rocks to widen the opening.
Chryzylyx clambers down from the wall, absently casting a curse at Kobold 7 as she does so.
"Just to remind you not to take chances with us." she comments.
"Well, seems like we might be in the market for a little knowing of yer kin's activities in the area." Fairwind says to the kobolds when she returns.
"Or maybe, you can show us around. Peaceable-like."
Kobold 6 sits down.
"Snaggletooth", it introduces itself. "Kneebiter" - it gestures to its companion, in the care of Perigia and Cronin.
"Lots of us round here. Bleak's Band. Ambush silly Seekers." Snaggletooth looks around and decides abruptly that this news might not endear him to you.
"But not you. Nooooo, no, no, no, no. Not you. Bleak's Band won't hurt you. Promise."
Fairwind smiles. It isn't comforting...
"O' course not. Nice fellas like you ain't gonna be footpaddin' round here. Now, you boys gonna show us a safe path through these oh so pleasant environs?"
Cronin paces the courtyard, inspecting different areas, then sets to work clearing stones from the passage the wyrmpriest took. He seems to take the creature's actions as a personal affront.