Brock waits patiently, containing his urge to smash something. It seems like weeks have passed since he killed anything.
Eponine runs her hands along the door seeking any sort of trap trigger and feels confident that nothing of the type exists. She does however hear a soft shuffling sound from beyond the door.
Eponine will slip back across the room to the others. Quietly, she'll say I don't see any traps in this room, but we should still be careful. Beyond that door, I heard shuffling sounds. Shall we try that door? I am sure I can get it open if its locked, and we can let Brock take the lead in case that shuffling needs some earthbreaking... If no one disagrees, she'll go back to the door. Once Brock is in place, she'll try opening the door, picking the lock if it proves necessary.
With fumbling fingers, Sophy makes sure a bolt is loaded into her glowing crossbow before the door is opened.
Brock nods and grips his weapon tightly, waiting for the door to open.
If needed, Disable Device
"Watch it there, clumsy, this isn't a balcony" Wren playfully jabs at the warrior. "I don't know. You know how careful Epi is. I'm sure she's afraid there is some sort of trap up there she is disarming."
Victor grins, "Please do not remind me, Miss Wren. I can still feel the pain in my back on that one." He winks as he rubs his back, mentally reliving the pain.
As Eponine moves to try the door, a look of worry creases his face. "Be careful, Miss Eponine!" Victor tells her in a loud whispering voice.
The door is unlocked and Eponine pushes the double doors in. Another of the split jawed creatures is directly behind the door and lashes out at the elf with its claws. Once of its sharp talons tears at her neck. The creature then lunges at the half-orc, but fails to lock its nasty formed jaw on Brock.
Behind the creature, the huge room looks like nothing more than an immense underground cathedral. Stone doors stand to either side of the main entrance, but beyond this, the walls are carved with strange, spiky runes. In the center of the room is a large pool, a ring of polished human skulls balanced on stone spikes arranged in a circle around the deeper midsection. At the far end of the room, a pair of stone stairways leads up to a pulpit on which sits a second pool, this one triangular and filled with churning, bubbling water that looks almost like translucent lava. Yet while wisps of what look like heat and steam rise from the strange orange liquid, the room itself is deathly cold.
Above the second pool, a tiny flying demon like creature with black ram like horn and a thin, wiry body screeches in shrill voice, "How dare you intrude on the Mothers sanctum!"
With a glare at the intruders, the flying thing runs a dagger across her own wrist and crimson drops of blood fall into the pool. The pools glow dims some as the water churns and foams as a second of the spawn creatures crawls out with murder in its eyes.
Brock brings his great hammer down to bear on the despicable creature in the doorway!
Sophy lets out a little scream as she sees blood fly from Eponine's throat. She starts to drop her crossbow, gives it a little glance as she remembers what it's been doing lately, and carefully hangs it back at her belt. Then she reaches into her pocket for Father Zantus's precious wand. It frustratingly evades her grasp, as if tiny gremlins are pulling it away from her fingers, before she is able to bring it out.
Knowing she was not able to get through the door this round, Wren begins casting a spell to summon a magical creature to help thsoe inside the room in the next round. "Get in there and help Brock and Epi, Victor..."
AC 12, hp 15/16
Knowing she was not able to get through the door this round, Wren begins casting a spell to summon a magical creature to help thsoe inside the room in the next round. "Get in there and help Brock and Epi, Victor..."
AC 12, hp 15/16
Round 1
Victor's eyes go wide at the sight of Eponine getting slashed by one of those wide mouthed creatures. "Eponine! Move away!" Victor yells as he moves in front of Sophy, aims and fires.
Eponine will thrust at the creature in front of her if it is still standing.
To hit
Damage
If flanking add damage
Victor advances forward, draws back and fires an arrow into the crowded doorway. The arrows streaks between Eponine and Brock striking the creature in the chest. Wren starts the act of summoning a creature into the room and a shimmering mist starts to gather directly behind the creature, growing in size as the moments pass. Brocks hammer drops on the things head splattering blood, but the creature refuses to fall. In the shrine Sophy gets out the wand, after safely stowing her crossbow. Eponine thrusts forward stabbing the creature and still it will not die. Wild furry in it's eyes, the creature lashes out at Brock with it's claws and then tries to bite the half-orc. Only one of the claws is able to tear at the warriors flesh . On the dais the second creature moves towards the doors.
The flying demon thing shrieks with glee as her creatures begin the battle. Swooping into the center of the room she flings a dagger at Eponine. The tiny dagger strikes her and digs deep into her shoulder.
Victor takes aim and fires again, hoping he can squeeze another arrow between the two of them. "INCOMING!" He actually remembers to warn them this time.
As Victor's in the process of letting his arrow fly, a cramp forms in his release hand. "Ahhh!" He yelps and pulls his hand back while his arrow flies off in a crazy direction as if Sophy had just dropped it. Victor cringes worried it might hit somebody. "Sorry! It was a..." he starts then thinks better of it, "Sorry." he repeats embarrassingly.
"INCOMING!"
"Ahhh!"
"Sorry! It was a..."
"Sorry."
Brock hears just before he feels a sharp prick in his arse, where Victor's arrow ends up.
Victor, then realizing where it landed, flinches greatly. Oh man, I am so dead.
Wren finishes her incantation and a large dog pops into view just on the other side of the creature blocking the door. It takes a bite at the monster, but unfortunately misses.
Attack including flank
Damage
Wren sees the arrow strike Brock, and turned toward Victor. "What the hell was that, Victor?! Brock will punch your face in if we live.
Sophy's mouth drops open as she sees where Victor's arrow strikes, then her face colors slightly and she averts her gaze from Brock's nether regions.
Brock winces in pain, as he looks back at Victor with a serious "don't screw with me" look. "Watch where you shoot, pretty boy, if you want to stay that way!" He then looks at Eponine, "Can you kill me this damn freak already? There are more coming!"
Sophy patters up past Victor, the wand at the ready. She looks askance at Brock's backside, tentatively stretches the wand toward it, then pulls it back. Eponine looks hurt worse anyway. She touches the priest's wand to the elf's shoulder, remembering how she felt when the healing power flowed through her own fingers and willing the wand to work.
Bolstered by the cure, and egged on by Brock, Eponine tries a decisive strike to finish the creature.
To hit
Damage
Sneak Damage
From the glowing mist arrives a massive dog which immediately tries to bite the spawned creature but misses. Wren waits and watches at the beginning of the fight unfolds.
Brock grunts at Victor and hesitates, waiting to see if Eponine's quick blade can finish the creature in the door.
Sophy creeps up behind the front lines and tries to avoid looking at Brock's behind. She touches Father Zantus's wand to Eponine's back sending a wave of cool comfort through the elf.
Refreshed by the magical healing, Eponine attempts to stab the creature in it's grotesque split jaw, but unfortunately it dodges aside and avoids a killing blow.
The creature howls and spittle splashes in Brock's and Eponine's faces as Brock again brings his mighty hammer down on the creature. It crumples to the ground, dead.
The second creature slashes its claws at the newly summoned dog and attempts to lock it's jaws on the dogs hindquarters. The dog yelps as one of the claws tears at the flesh on it's back and the teeth of the creature sink in.
Eponine feels a slight tugging in her shoulder where the tiny dagger was embedded and sees it streak out of her flesh and fly across the air and back into the hand of the flying demon creature.
"Horrible, Hideous Mother make these intruders cower!" The tiny flying thing screeches. Everyone, except Wren, feels the hairs on their neck stand up as a wave a fear washes over them. In a blink of your eye the creature vanishes from sight.
Will
Victor sees the impending doom of them all dying, a strong urge that each and everyone of them are going to be chopped up. He yells as he turns and heads back down the corrider, practically running over Wren. He rudely says as he pushes Wren aside.
Victor runs into Wren at the wrong angle and stumbles, nearly falling to the ground in his attempt to escape.
AC 12, HP 15/16
"Victor, watch it you idiot!" Wren screams at the fighter after he crashes into her. She recognized he was magicked, but that didn't make her much happier than if he wasn't. She began moving forward, expecting most of the rest of her companions to also turn running in fear, especially after seeing her summoned dog also turn tail and run away in her direction. After moving forward to the spot Victor had abandoned, she pulls her dagger, knowing she might have to hold the line for the team for a bit.
The cold wave of fear washing over her doesn't scare her half as much as Victor turning and running does. And yet ... Sophy has faced so many things in these last several days that she never thought she ever could. Father Zantus' wand in her hand reminds her of the trust that has been placed in her; she can't let him down. Although her fingers tremble a little, she switches the wand to her other hand and draws her dagger to defend herself if need be. She will stand and fight for Sandpoint. "Cheer up," she calls to the others, although the quaver in her voice belies her brave words. "At least the little flying thing is gone."
Eponine struggles to get out the words... Sorry - Can't...
With that she runs, her rapier clattering to the ground in her wake. Stubbling slightly on shaking legs as she goes, it is mere seconds before she has disappeared from sight, back the way we came.
DM
Brock moves up and takes an awkward swing at the remaining fiend but misses.
DM ** spoiler omitted **
Scrambling away, nearly knocking Wren to the ground, Victor flees the shrine. Wren draws her dagger and steps up ready to defend her mind affected friends. The summoned dog, chases after Victor whining with its celestial tail between its celestial legs. Sophy finds the inner strength to stand firm with Wren and defend her fleeing allies. Brock forges into the room and takes a mighty swipe at the creature, but his hammer hits only the air. In response the creature tears at him with both claws and attempt's to bite his arm off, but Brock's missed swing pulls him off center and the creature also misses.
"I'm not gone, my pretty. Get out of my Kingdom or I will eat your flesh for dinner" The creature suddenly appears in Sophy's face with foul reeking breath. She slaps Sophy in the face, and a wave of inflicted pain courses through the timid hero's body.
"Look alive Sophy! Move out of the way, I've got something for this monster," Wren yells at her companion. She holds her action until seeing if Sophy could get out of the way before loosing a spell.
Sophy's cry of surprise as the tiny thing appears in front of her quickly morphs into a wail of pain as the evil magic courses through her and tiny bubbles seem to well up under her skin and burst into weeping wounds. Her anguished moan echoes down the corridor after her fleeing companions.
She hears Wren call out from behind her but quickly slashes at her tiny tormentor before stepping out of the way.
"Look out Brock! Hot stuff coming up," Wren yells again, not sure if the warrior was safe from her spell. Nevertheless, she had to take a shot at this creature, or they would all be overwhelmed. She cast the spell and a gout of fire shot from her outstretched wand.
Fire Damage
Brock tries to bring his hammer down on the clawed fiend again, hoping the two women can deal with the tiny monster.
Victor and Eponine keep running, their minds racing with images of pain and torture. The summoned celestial dog scampers away with them.
Wren waits until Sophy moves after stabbing at the winged thing with no success. Fire flashes out from Wren's hands, Sophy can feel the heat on her face, but Brock is to far away to be in danger from the magical flames. The tiny creature flies up, avoiding most of the fiery bast, and grins as the edge of the flames tickle her feet seemingly causing her no pain. Brock misses the creature again. It rears back and strikes all out at the half-orc again, both claws raking across Brock's chest drawing blood.
Before blink out of sight again, the creature spits a thick wad of phlegm at Wren. The thick, slimey goo drips down Wren's face reeking like onions, garlic, rotten banana and stomach bile.
Fort. save