"Rask, I think Harek might need your rope." Ordrud rummages around Rask's package and removes his coil of silk rope. Then, he returns to his shield dropping prone behind the wall. What was that dwarf thinking?
Lothalian 15
Rask 18
Lothalian yells to Harek to keep on swimming and he shoots an arrow at the foes, but misses.
Both foes continue to pepper the group with crossbow bolts, but both miss.
Rask fires arrows at the foes, but he also misses. Sirasa seeing that Harek is well out of reach jumps while holding onto the knotted rope and then climbs up to the center span directly behind Rask, while her eagle bites and claws at the foe damaging it more. Ordrud sees that Harek is floating down river, but the sturdy dwarf, instead of sinking like a stone manages to move closer to the shore and remain in sight of the group.
Lothalian UP
Lothhalian will ccontinue to provide cover fire but the darkness makes it hard to see.
Argababble....stupid....swimming..."
Burdened by his shield, Harek performs less well in his swimming lessons, round 2.
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Sirasa's Celestial Eagle shimmers away.
Seeing Harek swim to the far shore, then struggle in the waters, the Shoanti Sorceress calls out, "We need to get across. The bridge parts to the right looks to be our best route. But in the mean time," Sirasa loads another bolt, takes aim and fires at the creature the Eagle was attacking. The bolt falls way short of its target. The Sorceress shakes her head in disgust.
Rask keeps firing to provide cover for his friends.
Ordrud moves to Lothalian and ties the silk rope to him. "Harek is floating to the other side, so we need to get across quickly, Lothalian. Take the gear from Sirasa and jump across." Ordrud holds the other end of the rope and prepares to haul Lothalian out of the river."[/b]
Lothalian 15
Rask 18 threat
Rask 18 confirmed - Really?? I did more damage to Lothalian with a regular hit !
Lothalian continues to provide cover fire hoping the foes would be rattled, but his arrow goes wide.
The two foes continue to gleefully shoot crossbow bolts at the group, one hitting Lothalian and one critically hitting Rask.
Rask returns the favor, and hits each one of the foes once with his rapid shooting. Ordrud grabs one end of the rope and instructs Sirasa to give the other end to Lothalian, which she gladly does after missing with her crossbow. Harek, does not manage to move closer to the shore, but sinks like a stone to the bottom of the river and is swept downstream about ten feet because of dragging his feet on the river bottom.
Lothalian UP
Lothalian will gather up the rope and grappling hook and with a running start, jump across the river yelling his standard Lahala egila!
Rask keeps firing...
"Don't let him drown!"
swim
"Bah! I blasted well hate swimmin'!"
The dripping wet dwarf pulls himself onto the shore, angrier and wetter than he's been in quite some time.
climb (if needed)
Rask smiles at Sirasa.
"Thank you! I feel like new!"
Ordrud watches Lothalian sail across the gap in the bridge. He stows his heavy shield and sling and readies to go across when she sets the grappling hook. He looks out toward Harek to find a landmark near him.
Lothalian 15
Lothalian 15
Lothalian grabs the rope and takes a running start and makes the leap to the last free standing segment of the bridge. One more and he is on the other side.
Both foes switch their aim to handle the nearest threat, the elf running towards them and both hit, and Lothalian is sorely wounded.
Rask continues to fire arrow, wounding both of the foes. Sirasa heals Rask. Ordrud readies himself to jump across also after the hook is set, and Harek finally makes it to shore and climbs up to dry land.
Lothalian UP
Rask keeps firing, now he concentrates his arrows on the more wounded target, hoping to drop one of them.
"Lothanian be careful!"
Harek double moves towards the enemies, grumbling and swearing in dwarven as the water streams off him.
Ordrud smiles when Lothalian makes it across the gap in the bridge. However, the smile quickly evaporates when he sees the arrows erupt from the cleric. As soon as Lothalian grounds the grappling hook, Ordrud jumps off the bridge and climbs the knotted rope the ten feet from the river. On the bridge, he attempts to scramble in front of the elf readying his shield to provide a bigger target for the arrows.
Lothalian will call upon the healing power of Serenrae to bind some of his wounds.
I'm glad to see you! The Cleric says to the Paladin when he arrives.
"Least I can do after sending you over first." Ordrud replies to the elf.
Lothalian 15
Lothalian 15
Lothalian, sorely wounded, calls upon Sarenrae healing and feels much better after casting the healing spell.
However both of the foes continue to focus on the elf as both shoot a crossbow bolt and both him him.
Rask meanwhile shoots both arrows at the foe on the right, and he can see the creature stagger for a moment but it does not go down. Sirasa shoots a bolt but it gets tangled in the crossbow and falls to the ground. Ordrud reaches the same bridge piece as Lothalian, while Harek, now that he is on land, double moves thru the brush along the rivers edge and is almost to the foe.
Lothalian UP
Rask keeps firing, now he concentrates his arrows on the enemy on the right, hoping to drop him, and switch if he drops him with the first arrow.
"We got them!"
Harek moves towards the enemy, pulling his shortsword as he goes.
"Now ya bleed, ya dark hiding, arrow shootin' no good scum suckin' gob lovers!"
(If able to close with an enemy)
to hit, piercing damage
Ordrud gets up and moves closer to the edge of the next gap in the bridge. "Lothalian, get behind me. I've a healing potion in my backpack if you need it."
I'm beginning to think they don't like me! Lothalian says as he shoots an arrow at a creeper.
Seeing his arrow embed itself into a creeper, Lothalian will hunker down behind Ordrud.
Lothalian shoots an arrow at the severely wounded foe, on the right, and it drops to the ground. Moments later, the body explodes in a flash of light, leaving all the gear there, but just ashes instead of a body.
The other foe shoots a final bolt at Lothalian, however it bounces off Ordrud shield. Then you see the creeper run north along the road and it is out of sight of even those with darkvision.
Harek runs out to the road, passing by the dead creeper and looks but he also does not see where the foe ran off to.
Rask keep on guard, ready to respond is there are more enemies.
If everything is clear he will cross over.
Harek checks the area quickly, then stand s guard while the rest of the team cross over.
"Can't believe the bugger got away. Plus, I gotta get back over to the other side to retrieve my pack! Stupid water, stupid bridges!"
Reacting to the exploding creeper, "Harek, good thing you weren't close to that thing."
Ordrud stands up and stows his shield. "Rask, Sirisa, you're closer to Harek's gear. Do you have enough rope to carefully retrieve it? If not, tell us what you need. We have three coils up here."
As he stands on the opposite shore, Lothalian will say, Speaking of gear.. He will then pick through the creeper's gear looking for anything valuable Sirasa, this creature might still have some bolts he didn't get a chance to hit me with.
He will also tap himself with the CLW wand.
Rask, Can you see where the other one ran off to?
Ordrud readies his longsword and shield to follow the creeper. He attempts to help Rask find the little buggers tracks. "What about these prints here?"
success +2
Rask tries to see the escaped enemy, at Lothanian request.
"i am glad you are ok. It was very brave what you did."
Taking your time so that no one is dragged down river, you and all your gear end up on the north side of the broken bridge. Harek puts his armor back on. You search thru the ashes of the creeper, and find two potions of cure light wounds, and 25 gold pieces.
Rask sees the tracks of the creature follow the road, which turns to the west and follows the river. The tracks of the drow and the villagers also continue in that direction, but Rask notices that there are fewer villager tracks then before.
It has been a couple of minutes so the creature is most likely far ahead of you now.
Your internal time clocks tell you that it is late into the evening, and you have to decide whether to rest up for the night, or push on in the absolute blackness.
Rask, intrigued, looks for clues about where the other villagers went to.
"There are fewer survivor tracks..."
Rask looks at an area where the villager tracks seem to have diminished in number and also sees tracks of at least two large humanoid creatures behind a set of footprints, then nothing, as if the creature grabbed some villagers and flew off.
He lets the other know that information.
"We have to choose, which group do we follow first?"
"I agree, Sirasa. So long as we don't come across more ambushes over rivers, I think we should be okay. If those folks," Harek points to the tracks we believe were left by flying creatures, "We're taken by a flying critter, ain't really a way to track that one down. Press on and look for the group, I'd say."
We still have healing magic left, so we might as well continue on. The Cleric says as he casts light on the holy symbol around his neck and the lighted arrow winks out.
Rask looks at an area where the villager tracks seem to have diminished in number and also sees tracks of at least two large humanoid creatures behind a set of footprints, then nothing, as if the creature grabbed some villagers and flew off.
Rask continues to follow the tracks along the road, now with less villagers than before.
The poorly-traveled dirt road continues along the river for some time. The trees grow closer to the path here on the north side, while the south side drops steeply to the icy water. With no light yet falling from the sky, the sounds of the night and a chill wind continue to assault your senses.
You move perhaps 400 yards along the road as it follows the river, when you here a voice, in common, coming from the treeline to the north of the road "you need a bath half-orc. Jump in the river and wash yourself."
Rask UP
On hearing the strange creature's request for cleanliness from Ordrud,
a puzzled Lothalian will say. I bet you don't smell so good yourself! Did you ask the stinking drow to bathe in the river also?