Tessara's arrows strike and fly wide of the three-armed zombie. An arrow sticks out of its gut, but it continues to stand.
Three of the zombies move towards Cemifobbar, while the remaining two charge at Tessara and Kharamell.
The zombie grabs onto Cemifobbar (unless you kill it with an opportunity attack. One of them bites at him with his metal jaw, but misses just short of his neck. The third one digs its slightly corroded unspinning drill arm into the dhampir's side.
Tessara dodges out of the way of the metal jaw, while Kharamell feels a drill dig into his arm.
Still in his bloodrage, Čemifobbar will definitely take an AoO against the grappling Zombie with his falchion.
Čemifobbar will then go to the next closest Zombie and hit it on his turn
Cemifobbar cuts at the zombie with the spiked tube before it can grapple him. He moves to the next one and his falchion clanks against the abomination's drill hand.
Acid Arrow: range touch
To Hit To Hurt
Tess's first arrow flies and strikes the carriage. The second stabs into the chest of the three-armed undead. It moves its jaws rapidly opening and closing, and then it "dies."
Acid strikes the shoulder of the Rust Risen hounding Kharamell. The smell of burnt, rotting flesh assails the android's nostrils.
The two undead by Cemifobbar strike at him with their drills and jaws. The dhampir nearly manages to avoid all the attacks as they strike near his neck, face and are stopped by his armor. The drill arm, however, digs into his side. The one recently burnt by Kharamell's acid steps up to him and attacks with its mouth and drill arm. The android avoids both of the attacks.
Obviously, the one that hit Čemifobbar with its drill bit is the target this time around!
He then steps back to face off against his last zombie.
Cemifobbar cleaves through the zombie beside him. He makes a diagonal cut through its shoulder down to its waist.
The arrows stab into the remaining undead, one in the gut and the other in its forearm, protruding halfway out of the rotten flesh.
Acid continues to eat at the rust risen . Kharmell takes another step back and casts Mage Armor.
The acid eats at the zombie abomination. It continues to stand, moves close to Kharamell and digs its metal into him. Cemifobbar's zombie does the same to the dhampir but only manages to dig its drill arm into his stomach.
Scorching Ray: ranged touch
"You should have never been activated. I will correct that error."
Čemifobbar takes a falchion swing at the last one
Tessara arrow pierces through the face of the zombie. It collapses to its knees and its drill props the rest of its body up.
Kharamell fires scorching rays at the final zombie. The Rust Risen collapses as holes of burnt flesh are punctured into its body.
After a while, no other creatures rise from the muck.
"Well met with your weapons and spells, my friends! I just need a few moments to catch my breath before we get that wagon unstuck."
Čemifobbar makes a squidged up face swallowing that one bottle of Inflict Light Wounds to get healed up a bit.
"Ugh! That stuff tastes vile! But one does as one must."
There does not seem to be any more magic in the area.
Still not feeling his best, Čemifobbar will have another of his "viles" of of Inflict Light Wounds to feel a bit better.
With another bitter-medicine-downed face, he says "GAH! Well, I think that should help for now. I should be feel better after a good sleep later."
"Now, how should we proceed? We still to get that cart out of the mud. I have some rope and muscle. Do either of you have anything to help make it easier to extract that cart?"
Tess walks up to the dhampir, touching him on the shoulder and giving him a feeling of strength. "That should help."
Turning to Tessara: "Thank you so much for that. I am indebted! Strange undead, those. They hit more often than I would have liked. However, we three dealt with the problem the city guard didn't want to deal with."
"Now then; let's use some magic and muscle to get this wagon unstuck. We should have a wee peak at the contents after that. I for one like to know what I risked life and limb for! Besides, knowing that would help if our slumbering patron should have 'lost' his purse!
"Much as I like to trust people I've just met, I think it never hurts to be careful with promises of easy money." He concludes with a mischievous wink and then pulls out his rope out of his backpack to get to work.
With the rope secured and Kharamell and Tessara ready, Čemifobbar will put his back into it too and heave-ho on the rope.
… and promptly blame THAT result on the slippery mud!
It looks like that isn't going to happen. Can we try again or pick through the supplies and carry what we can or send one of us back for horses.
The three work together using magic and their strength to pull the wagon from the mud, but it remains stuck inside the tar-like muck.
"This mud is a nuisance! I guess we'll have to do things the hard way: empty the cart, pull it out and reload it before dragging it back into town. I guess I'll get the hours of the dragging the cart back into town. Can't be helped."
If Kharamell and Tessara are agreeable (the three of us should be able to see well enough in the dark anyway), Čemifobbar will try to take up the bulk of the hard labour of unloading the cart. Once that's done, he'll brace himself on the rope and put his back into it. Hopefully with Kharamell able to use another of those usefel Levitate spells:
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Čemifobbar will give it another go
Tess tries to assist him again.
You use sticks and rope and other objects to lift the stuck transport, inch by inch, forming a sweat for some of you, until you eventually pull it up.
"Phew! That was a bit more work than the battle!"
"I think we should have a quick look at the cargo first. Without taking anything, of course. Just to be sure it's not too dodgy. And to get some idea of what we were fighting for, apart from a pay packet!"
"It probably isn't necessary. Just curious. But, you're right, we should probably just take this cart back and collect the reward. What say you, Tessara?"
"A wise choice, Tessara! Let us have a look in each package before we neatly pack each back onto the cart. Much as I like to trust people, Kharamell, there are those out there who don't always keep their word."
"If the (ahem!) Gentleman who said he will pay us decides the cost of paying us is too dear, then it would be good to know what kind of collateral we have on hand. Do either of you want to make a quick list of what we find? I have a selection of weapons, but no pen nor paper."
Inside the packages you see ingots of strange blue-green metal.
The metal ingots seem to be skymetal. You don't know which one though, but it probably isn't adamantine.
"Interesting. If that is some sort of sky metal, it would be quite valuable. Meaning it's much more likely for us to get paid!"
There are about a dozen glowing, blue green ingots about the size and weight of steel ingots.
Prompted by Kharamell's warning, Čemifobbar moves away from the ingots. Making sure he only touches them and their wrappings at the end of a stick or one of his weapons.
"Poisonous, you say? That is definitely … interesting. Did the merchant even know what he had? Do you think those ingots may have been why those things attacked in the first place? "