Euan's Second Darkness (Inactive)

Game Master Euan

Kaylayne tries to light up a drow but fails, though she holds another in her grasp. Dimitrio downs purple in two blows, though neither manages to confirm. Allarnon manages a hit on red, though a glancing blow. Lief DMPC shifts to keep his flanking position for Allarnon. Ederin tickles red a little with one shot - but manages to drop him, barely…

As the party begins to mop up, you see some odd reactions in the crowd. As guards fall, some are dragged to safety by the audience, given care, and even bandaging. Meanwhile, others, apparently less well liked, are pick-pocketed, or killed outright, as the mob mentality - and greed - takes hold. One of the servants is even doing his level-best to keep Kaylayne’s blood from pooling overmuch on the bar.

Orvignato re-appears, having walked up to Kaylayne, upside down on the ceiling. He attacks her viciously with his flail - presuming her to be the leader of this rabble attacking his home. He also carries a loaded hand crossbow, though he doesn’t use it as yet.

Flail: 1d20 + 15 ⇒ (10) + 15 = 25 damage: 1d8 + 5 + 4d6 ⇒ (7) + 5 + (2, 4, 4, 4) = 26

"Get out of my house!"

Red-orange and Red-purple now take pot-shots at Allarnon since Tarkir is taking a nap… they hope a dirt nap soon.
HCrossbow: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (6) + 12 = 18 damage: 1d4 + 3 ⇒ (4) + 3 = 7 DC 13 vs poison or unconscious
HCrossbow: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (12) + 12 = 24 damage: 1d4 + 3 ⇒ (4) + 3 = 7 DC 13 vs poison or unconscious

The new yellow and Red-green take up positions near Orvignato, and some of you hear the skittering of something larger behind them in the hall.

Red-yellow and colorless both press attacks on Dimitrio
Rapier: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (6) + 13 = 19 damage: 1d6 + 5 ⇒ (4) + 5 = 9
Rapier: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (4) + 8 = 12 damage: 1d6 + 5 ⇒ (5) + 5 = 10

Rapier: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (13) + 13 = 26 damage: 1d6 + 5 ⇒ (6) + 5 = 11
Rapier: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (3) + 8 = 11 damage: 1d6 + 5 ⇒ (4) + 5 = 9

Blue takes a 5’ step up on Allarnon and, slowed, attacks once.
Rapier: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (6) + 13 = 19 damage: 1d6 + 5 ⇒ (4) + 5 = 9

-Round 5-
Kaylayne - 27 (-35hp-ish)
Dimitrio - 25
Allarnon - 24 (-32hp, fort save)
Tarkir - 24 (-43hp, unconscious)
Lief - 23
Ederin - 14
Orvignato - 13
Good Guys, Red-Orange - 11 (-6hp)
Good Guys, Red-Purple - 11 (-6hp)
Good Guys, Red-Yellow - 11 (-6hp)
Good Guys, Colorless - 8
Good Guys, Blue - 8 (-4hp, slowed)

The party is up!

The bard was tiring of fencing with these drows. With two of them fallen to his blade and not a scratch on him, Dimitrio felt invincible.

But now that Layne was being attacked, it was time to finish them

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attack red-yellow until down and then remaining drow
intimidate to demoralize: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (20) + 13 = 33
rapier+1, arcane strike, panache: 1d20 + 16 ⇒ (15) + 16 = 31
damage: 1d6 + 16 ⇒ (1) + 16 = 17
rapier+1, arcane strike, panache: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (19) + 11 = 30
damage: 1d6 + 16 ⇒ (1) + 16 = 17
confirm criticals
rapier+1, arcane strike, panache: 1d20 + 16 ⇒ (17) + 16 = 33
damage: 1d6 + 16 ⇒ (1) + 16 = 17
rapier+1, arcane strike, panache: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (5) + 11 = 16
damage: 1d6 + 16 ⇒ (3) + 16 = 19

At the sound of Orvignato screaming, Ederin steps out from his safe spot and spots the drow attacking Kaylayne. He quickly focuses on the target and fires as many arrows as he can toward the ceiling, making use of every technique he knows.

Attack: 1d20 + 17 + 6 - 3 - 2 ⇒ (15) + 17 + 6 - 3 - 2 = 33
Damage: 2d6 + 3 + 6 + 6 ⇒ (2, 1) + 3 + 6 + 6 = 18
Damage: 2d6 + 3 + 6 + 6 ⇒ (1, 1) + 3 + 6 + 6 = 17

Attack: 1d20 + 17 + 6 - 3 - 2 ⇒ (17) + 17 + 6 - 3 - 2 = 35
Damage: 2d6 + 3 + 6 + 6 ⇒ (2, 1) + 3 + 6 + 6 = 18

Attack: 1d20 + 17 + 6 - 3 - 2 ⇒ (15) + 17 + 6 - 3 - 2 = 33
Damage: 2d6 + 3 + 6 + 6 ⇒ (6, 3) + 3 + 6 + 6 = 24

Attack: 1d20 + 12 + 6 - 3 - 2 ⇒ (13) + 12 + 6 - 3 - 2 = 26
Damage: 2d6 + 3 + 6 + 6 ⇒ (3, 5) + 3 + 6 + 6 = 23

Round 5, Init 23

Lief finishes drinking another formula(Round 4 action), welcoming what must be Orvignato himself, for all the bellowing. He watches as the drow crawls over the balcony and advances. Only after tracking his course does he realize that Kaylayne is the target. With the remaining bolts of poison, he decides to unleash as many strikes at the boss as he can. He looks over the boss for the briefest of moments. Swift Action- Ranged Study

+1 Hand Crossbow, Haste, Ranged Study: 1d20 + 11 + 1 + 2 + 5 ⇒ (4) + 11 + 1 + 2 + 5 = 23 for 1d4 + 1 + 5 ⇒ (2) + 1 + 5 = 8 damage, including Drow Poison, Fort DC 13 or fall unconscious

Iterative Attack: 1d20 + 6 + 1 + 2 + 5 ⇒ (16) + 6 + 1 + 2 + 5 = 30 for 1d4 + 1 + 5 ⇒ (3) + 1 + 5 = 9 damage, including Drow Poison, Fort DC 13 or fall unconscious

Haste Attack: 1d20 + 11 + 1 + 2 + 5 ⇒ (12) + 11 + 1 + 2 + 5 = 31 for 1d4 + 1 + 5 ⇒ (2) + 1 + 5 = 8 damage, including Drow Poison, Fort DC 13 or fall unconscious

Studied Strike Damage: 4d6 ⇒ (2, 4, 1, 5) = 12

Rounds 5, Init 27

Kaylayne steps back, pleased that the man has come calmly to his fate rather than making Kaylayne hunt him down. She air steps back and fires at him.

1d20 + 10 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 10 + 2 + 1 = 17 touch to hit; (heroism,PBS)
1d6 + 5 ⇒ (6) + 5 = 11 fire damage;
1d20 + 10 + 2 ⇒ (15) + 10 + 2 = 27 SR

1d20 + 5 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 5 + 2 + 1 = 10 touch to hit; (heroism,PBS)
1d6 + 5 ⇒ (6) + 5 = 11 fire damage;
1d20 + 10 + 2 ⇒ (5) + 10 + 2 = 17 SR

"I am glad you are here. Now you are marked for death," Kaylayne hisses reply.

Maintain grapple on colorless drow:
1d20 + 10 + 5 + 2 + 5 ⇒ (5) + 10 + 5 + 2 + 5 = 27 CMB (+heroism, maintain)

Allarnon Fort Save: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (6) + 13 = 19

Allarnon shrugs off the bolt stuck in his shoulder and continues to claw his way through the blue drow.

Bite: 1d20 + 15 + 2 ⇒ (14) + 15 + 2 = 31
Damage: 1d8 + 7 + 2 ⇒ (2) + 7 + 2 = 11

Claw 1: 1d20 + 15 + 2 ⇒ (15) + 15 + 2 = 32
Damage: 1d6 + 7 + 2 ⇒ (1) + 7 + 2 = 10

Claw 2: 1d20 + 15 + 2 ⇒ (4) + 15 + 2 = 21
Damage: 1d6 + 7 + 2 ⇒ (6) + 7 + 2 = 15

If the blue drow falls Allarnon takes off, leaping his way through the crowd towards Kaylayne and the owner of this fine establishment.

Dimitrio, striving to impress, dramatically demoralizes his opponent before cutting him down with a crit and hit combo. Allarnon hits his drow twice, but does not drop him. Lief prepares himself well, but sadly fails to connect with the mighty Orvignato. Ederin, who has been saving all his arrows and all his luck for this one round, unloads on Orvignato, hitting him three times to devastating effect - yet he does not fall. Kaylayne delays, then steps back and fires away, yet she too misses her target.

Orvignato eyes Ederin, ”I bet you can’t do that again! But just in case…” He runs along the ceiling and leaps into the air, falling to the door which he grabs with a tumble and propels himself out and on the ground, running hard. (double move)

Acrobatics: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (15) + 9 = 24

HIs troops, driven by a loyalty you don’t see in surface folk, press their attacks trying to cover for their leader’s escape.

Red-orange and Red-purple continue to take pot-shots at Allarnon.
HCrossbow: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (13) + 12 = 25 damage: 1d4 + 3 ⇒ (3) + 3 = 6 DC 13 vs poison or unconscious
HCrossbow: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (12) + 12 = 24 damage: 1d4 + 3 ⇒ (1) + 3 = 4 DC 13 vs poison or unconscious

Red-green runs down the stairs and attacks Dimitrio.
Rapier: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (7) + 13 = 20 damage: 1d6 + 5 ⇒ (3) + 5 = 8

Colorless presses his attacks on Dimitrio
Rapier: 1d20 + 13 - 2 ⇒ (16) + 13 - 2 = 27 damage: 1d6 + 5 ⇒ (1) + 5 = 6
Rapier: 1d20 + 8 - 2 ⇒ (1) + 8 - 2 = 7 damage: 1d6 + 5 ⇒ (4) + 5 = 9

Blue attacks Allarnon once, and steps back to block the door.
Rapier: 1d20 + 13 - 1 ⇒ (14) + 13 - 1 = 26 damage: 1d6 + 5 ⇒ (3) + 5 = 8

A drider scurries over the railing and takes in the scene. He quickly casts Deeper Darkness, blanketing the whole place (60’ radius) into the deep black. ”You’d better flee now - our backup will be here shortly. Go now, and we’ll call it even, but never return!”

-Round 6-
Dimitrio - 25
Allarnon - 24 (-50hp, one DC 15 fort save)
Tarkir - 24 (-43hp, unconscious)
Lief - 23
Ederin - 14+
Kaylayne - 14- (-35hp-ish)
Orvignato - 13 (-77hp)
Good Guys, Red-Orange - 11 (-6hp)
Good Guys, Red-Purple - 11 (-6hp)
Good Guys, Colorless - 8
Good Guys, Blue - 8 (-25hp, slowed)

The party is up!

Rounds 6, Init 27

Kaylayne hisses as the cowardly drow tries to escape. She moves in chase.

"But wait! You were going to tell me about your powerful friends and what a mistake it was for you to attack and insult my house!"

Moving 40' then calling upon Other Kaylayne to move Drowderin into firing range. Bampf Drowderin to the left of Kay's position.

Maintain grapple on colorless drow:
1d20 + 10 + 5 + 2 + 5 ⇒ (7) + 10 + 5 + 2 + 5 = 29 CMB (+heroism, maintain)

Note: The darkness does spill out the door a little, but not as much as it shows on the map. Ederin has a clear shot, well, lots of cover, but we know how much that matters to your archer!

Ederin I ignores the sudden flash back of being thrown from a falling tower and lines up his bow with the fleeing Orvignato.

"You bet wrong." He says under his breath, hoping he's right, he releases, firing as many arrows as he can and hoping he can end this now.

Attack: 1d20 + 17 + 6 - 3 - 2 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 17 + 6 - 3 - 2 + 1 = 24
Damage: 2d6 + 3 + 6 + 6 + 1 ⇒ (3, 4) + 3 + 6 + 6 + 1 = 23
Damage: 2d6 + 3 + 6 + 6 + 1 ⇒ (3, 6) + 3 + 6 + 6 + 1 = 25

Attack: 1d20 + 17 + 6 - 3 - 2 + 1 ⇒ (20) + 17 + 6 - 3 - 2 + 1 = 39
Damage: 2d6 + 3 + 6 + 6 + 1 ⇒ (6, 2) + 3 + 6 + 6 + 1 = 24

Attack: 1d20 + 17 + 6 - 3 - 2 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 17 + 6 - 3 - 2 + 1 = 23
Damage: 2d6 + 3 + 6 + 6 + 1 ⇒ (1, 4) + 3 + 6 + 6 + 1 = 21

Attack: 1d20 + 12 + 6 - 3 - 2 + 1 ⇒ (17) + 12 + 6 - 3 - 2 + 1 = 31
Damage: 2d6 + 3 + 6 + 6 + 1 ⇒ (1, 6) + 3 + 6 + 6 + 1 = 23

Confirm: 1d20 + 17 + 6 - 3 - 2 + 1 ⇒ (8) + 17 + 6 - 3 - 2 + 1 = 27
Damage: 4d6 + 6 + 12 + 12 + 1 ⇒ (3, 4, 3, 1) + 6 + 12 + 12 + 1 = 42

Dimitrio could not see in the darkness spell but neither could his opponents. or so he hoped.

He remembered where they were last time and continued to slash and poke in their location.

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attack red-green
1st attack miss if <=50: 1d100 ⇒ 2, miss
2nd attack miss if <=50: 1d100 ⇒ 73, hit?
rapier+1, arcane strike, panache: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (17) + 11 = 28
damage: 1d6 + 16 ⇒ (2) + 16 = 18

Allarnon Fort save: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (12) + 13 = 25

"Sorry but we can't do that. We have our orders. Need to finish this and return home!" Allarnon growls at the agile drow as he flips through the door.

Allarnon can't see s~@~ and begins to stumble into every chair in the room as the darkness fills the chamber. Bumping into one of the drow he swipes at it.

Bite: 1d20 + 15 + 2 ⇒ (4) + 15 + 2 = 21
Damage: 1d8 + 7 + 2 ⇒ (8) + 7 + 2 = 17
Miss chance; lower misses: 1d100 ⇒ 58

Claw 1: 1d20 + 15 + 2 ⇒ (6) + 15 + 2 = 23
Damage: 1d6 + 7 + 2 ⇒ (6) + 7 + 2 = 15
Miss chance; lower misses: 1d100 ⇒ 43

Claw 2: 1d20 + 15 + 2 ⇒ (14) + 15 + 2 = 31
Damage: 1d6 + 7 + 2 ⇒ (2) + 7 + 2 = 11
Miss chance; lower misses: 1d100 ⇒ 88

Round 6, Init 23

As the lights go out, Lief tries to review the floorplan in his mind. He decides to wait out a little more time, flying over to Tarkir's last known location, discovering the bear lying on the floor. Figuring the bear for dead, from its many attacks earlier, he at least tries to revive it through healing.

CLW Wand: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 1 = 6
UMD v DC 20: 1d20 + 17 + 1d8 ⇒ (18) + 17 + (5) = 40
Miss Chance, High Good: 1d100 ⇒ 100

Dimitrio manages to strike his opponent once more, yet the fresh drow does not drop. Allarnon stumbles into blue, connects once, and further injures the drow in the doorway. Lief finds Tarkir and ensures he’s not bleeding out. Kaylayne, seeing in the deepest darkness, rushes outside and brings Ederin with her. Ederin manages but a single hit, which does not drop the slippery drow, though he’s bleeding from many arrows still lodged in important organs throughout his body.

Orvignato, tagged again, drops his hand crossbow and draws another flask drinking it. Turning invisible yet again, he shouts, ”Now how good is your shooting?!” before moving off (well all he’s got left is a 5’ step you think).

The upstairs crew is heard to be doing something, but exactly what you’re not sure.

Red-green and colorless continue their attacks on Dimitrio, the darkness having little effect on them (but some).
Rapier: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (3) + 13 = 16 damage: 1d6 + 5 ⇒ (6) + 5 = 11 1d100 ⇒ 68 1d100 ⇒ 63
Rapier: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (2) + 8 = 10 damage: 1d6 + 5 ⇒ (5) + 5 = 10 1d100 ⇒ 82 1d100 ⇒ 2

Rapier: 1d20 + 13 - 2 ⇒ (14) + 13 - 2 = 25 damage: 1d6 + 5 ⇒ (3) + 5 = 8 1d100 ⇒ 64 1d100 ⇒ 79
Rapier: 1d20 + 8 - 2 ⇒ (19) + 8 - 2 = 25 damage: 1d6 + 5 ⇒ (5) + 5 = 10 1d100 ⇒ 9 1d100 ⇒ 34

Yellow 'looks' for a way through, but the clatter of combat directly in front of him has him hesitating...

Blue attacks Allarnon once, and steps back into the door.
Rapier: 1d20 + 13 - 1 ⇒ (1) + 13 - 1 = 13 damage: 1d6 + 5 ⇒ (2) + 5 = 7 1d100 ⇒ 86 1d100 ⇒ 10

The drider scuttles along the ceiling from the sound of it, and a lighting bolt rips out through the darkness hitting Allarnon, Lief, and Tarkir. Either he’s really lucky, or perhaps he can see Lief and the others through the inky blackness…
Lighting Bolt: 8d6 ⇒ (4, 6, 2, 3, 3, 4, 6, 4) = 32 reflex DC 17 for half

-Round 7-
Dimitrio - 25
Allarnon - 24 (-50hp, reflex)
Tarkir - 24 (-37hp, unconscious, reflex)
Lief - 23 (reflex)
Kaylayne - 14+ (-35hp-ish)
Ederin - 14-
Orvignato - 13 (-101hp)
Good Guys, Red-Green - 11 (-18hp)
Good Guys, Red-Orange - 11 (-6hp)
Good Guys, Red-Purple - 11 (-6hp)
Good Guys, Colorless - 8
Good Guys, Blue - 8 (-36hp, slowed)

The party is up!

Round 7, Init 23

Reflex Save v DC 17: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (9) + 11 = 20 Half Damage, less 10 from Resist Energy(Electricity), for final damage of 6hp

Knowledge(Arcana): 1d20 + 13 + 1d8 ⇒ (7) + 13 + (3) = 23 How might one see in Deeper Darkness?

Lief fires blindly at the drider, tracing its location from the recent lightning bolt having singed him. He uses one of his remaining poison bolts to see the work through.

+1 Hand Crossbow: 1d20 + 11 + 2 ⇒ (18) + 11 + 2 = 31 for 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3 damage, including drow poison, Fort Save DC 13 or fall unconscious
Miss Chance, High Good: 1d100 ⇒ 90

Only after he's taken the shot does he pull out his Light, unhappy to deal with blinding his companions, but understanding the need. "Light up!"

Fort: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (2) + 9 = 11

Miraculously, the drider falls from the ceiling unconscious taking 1d6 ⇒ 5 damage.

Note: Lief's spell and the Drider's spell cancel each other out. So no blindness except where they don't overlap, and inside the building they completely overlap so it's all good.

Rounds 7, Init 27

Kaylayne floats toward the invisible voice, arms outstretched.

"I thought you were going to tell me about your powerful friends? I thought you wanted us to pay?" Kaylayne floats until she finds her foe.

"Oh! There you are!!" Kaylayne hisses as she floats back. If he takes the AoO Kaylayne will change her action.

"Tell me again how we will pay after you insulted our House?" Kaylayne orders the Other Drow to help Drowderin see him. Dust the square. -2 to attacks for 5 rounds, also glittery.

Tarkir is not unconscious due to damage but rather the drow roofie.

reflex: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (8) + 7 = 15

Allarnon cringes as the lightning bolt jolts through his skin. He continues to twitch and smolder as his fur stands completely on end. Allarnon gives chase, knocking the table out of his way. "Where are they all coming from?"

Allarnon Attacks vs blue

Bite: 1d20 + 15 + 2 ⇒ (17) + 15 + 2 = 34
Damage: 1d8 + 7 + 2 ⇒ (7) + 7 + 2 = 16

Claw 1: 1d20 + 15 + 2 ⇒ (19) + 15 + 2 = 36
Damage: 1d6 + 7 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 7 + 2 = 12

Claw 2: 1d20 + 15 + 2 ⇒ (6) + 15 + 2 = 23
Damage: 1d6 + 7 + 2 ⇒ (4) + 7 + 2 = 13

Edit as I forgot Tarkir's save for the lightning.

Tarkir Reflex: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (5) + 7 = 12

Tarkir's body shudders for a moment before his fur bursts into flames.

Tempted to finish off the drider, Dimitrio was still surrounded by drow. Tough drow fighters too.

Hoping the drider remained poisoned for a while longer, he pressed the attack against the drow.

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attack red-green
rapier+1, arcane strike, panache: 1d20 + 16 ⇒ (17) + 16 = 33
damage: 1d6 + 16 ⇒ (4) + 16 = 20
rapier+1, arcane strike, panache: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (4) + 11 = 15
damage: 1d6 + 16 ⇒ (3) + 16 = 19
confirm critical?
rapier+1, arcane strike, panache: 1d20 + 16 ⇒ (18) + 16 = 34
damage: 1d6 + 16 ⇒ (3) + 16 = 19

Ederin stand where he is, waiting patiently for Orvignato to reveal himself. If Kaylayne discovers his location he unloads immediately, if not, he waits and leaves himself open for attack, so he can immediately fire a return volley. If he doesn't take advantage of the AoO, Ederin holds action until after Orvignato.

Attack: 1d20 + 17 + 6 - 3 - 2 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 17 + 6 - 3 - 2 + 1 = 24
Damage: 2d6 + 3 + 6 + 6 + 1 ⇒ (2, 6) + 3 + 6 + 6 + 1 = 24
Damage: 2d6 + 3 + 6 + 6 + 1 ⇒ (3, 6) + 3 + 6 + 6 + 1 = 25

Attack: 1d20 + 17 + 6 - 3 - 2 + 1 ⇒ (13) + 17 + 6 - 3 - 2 + 1 = 32
Damage: 2d6 + 3 + 6 + 6 + 1 ⇒ (6, 2) + 3 + 6 + 6 + 1 = 24

Attack: 1d20 + 17 + 6 - 3 - 2 + 1 ⇒ (18) + 17 + 6 - 3 - 2 + 1 = 37
Damage: 2d6 + 3 + 6 + 6 + 1 ⇒ (5, 6) + 3 + 6 + 6 + 1 = 27

Attack: 1d20 + 12 + 6 - 3 - 2 + 1 ⇒ (14) + 12 + 6 - 3 - 2 + 1 = 28
Damage: 2d6 + 3 + 6 + 6 + 1 ⇒ (3, 6) + 3 + 6 + 6 + 1 = 25

Dimitrio with one well placed blow, drops red-green in his tracks. Allarnon lumbers up and devastates poor blue standing in the doorway, but Tarkir, taking the brunt of the lighting full on, passes on to the happy hunting grounds… :( Lief drops the drider and the darkness bringing back the dim ambient light. Kaylayne bumps into Orvignato and lights him up for… Ederin who drops him like a rock in the middle of the street. He is still invisible, but glittery so you can’t make out items per se, just his general form.

With the drider unconscious, and the drow dropping like flies, the party makes quick work of the rest of the guards. Few, if any, surrender. It grows quiet as the staff considers, What next? and the crowd shifts idly thinking the same. You also wonder about the threats of reinforcements - truth or bluster? They certainly seemed to be fighting a delaying action…

Dimitrio - 25
Allarnon - 24 (-82hp)
Tarkir - 24 (dead)
Lief - 23 (-6hp)
Kaylayne - 14+ (-35hp-ish)
Ederin - 14-

Round ?, Init 23

Lief looks down on the dead bear, aware of a price paid. For deigning to take up this mission, something lost, for what gained? The pelt. You gained a pelt. Tarkir could really tie the room together. Stop. Do not think like that. That's drow thinking. Besides, you're no furrier.

Renewing his Haste, Lief moves to the drider, extending his spines for perhaps the last time, and finishes him off with his fleshwarping. As the spines retract, he turns to the bar, where he proceeds to locate the section of the bar he can reasonably assume to be the fleshwarping alchemicals, and takes what he can. For research, of course.

Given time, he moves to Allarnon, flicking the wand quickly, continually, to make sure that nothing else is sacrificed.

CLW: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 1 = 6
UMD: 1d20 + 17 + 1d8 ⇒ (14) + 17 + (6) = 37

Dimitrio counts those drow fallen to his blade tonight. "One, two, three..."

He turned to one still lingering about not knowing what to do, "One last chance to save your life before my mistress notices you. Go!"

The bard then quickly checked the enemies for anything valuable before going towards Allarnon.

Putting a heavy hand on his shoulder, "I'm afraid the blessings I channel from Desna won't do here. I wish I were a more apt chenneler but my talent lieas in dancing. I am sorry."

Dimitrio then waits for Layne to come down and put order to the chaos of this bar.

With the combat over Allarnon looks about the devastated room. thoroughly pleased with himself with the amount of drow brought down he smiles as he changes back into a grizzled drow. Moving over he kicks off some of the broken table and chairs that lie strewn all about. leaping he lands on Tarkir's side with a smile and a laugh.

"Wakey! Wakey! Big fella." Tarkir's head falls limp in his hands and Allarnon's smile goes away. "Come on Tark! That drow poison ain't that strong...." His voice cracks as he looks to the others with a bit of worry in his eyes.

He shakes the bear a lot harder this time. "WAKE UP TARK! WAKE UP!" realizing what has ultimately happened Allarnon's voice gives way to pain and suffering as tears well in his eyes. He slams a fist down on Tarkir's side as he begins to cry. His voice quavers into a whisper as he rests his head down into Tarkir's pile of fur. "Wake...up...wake....up....wake...up"

With Tarkir lying there Allarnon quickly forgets about his own injuries.

Kaylayne nods at Drowderin as the villain fails, a triumphant/ smile on her lips. She spins, using unseen hands to drag the glittery body back into the Kiss, following her in jerky movements as if unseen hands are dragging the body.

Her happy smile fades as Tarkir's body remains prone and motionless. Her smile, her entire drow fascade drops.

"No. Tarkir?" Kaylayne looks to Allarnon, hoping the man has good news. Her lips tremble and eyes blur. She bites back a few tears, trying to regain her composure.

"Search the place, *sniff*, quickly. This man should stop his glitters soon," Kaylayne sniffs. "Grab anything of value or interest and let's go. Lethe? Lief? Go find what made this man so dangerous? Did he have blackmail or secrets stashed *sniff* above? See if you can find them."

She kneels and buries her face in her work, to both search the body of the Orvignato and to hide her face.

"Go! Search! We should leave her quickly."

One of the remaining guards says, "The office is upstairs." he gestures over his shoulder.

He hesitates, but finds the wherewithal to ask, "Are you taking over? Need some muscle?"

The crowd settles down and the few remaining staff continue to serve them, and start cleaning up the place in typical drow fashion. They pile the bodies in one of the curtained rooms - at least for now.

Ederin takes a moment to look over Tarkir. His face is emotionless, but there's a slight trembling in his hands. Without speaking he places a hand on Allarnon's shoulder and awkwardly pats it twice. He silently whispers a prayer to Erastil, not wanting to risk it out loud, then he leans down and ruffles the Tarkir's fur. "Hunt well."

When the guard questions them, Ederin takes the lead. "What did Orvignato mean about back up? Give me a good answer, and this place is yours, we don't need a hovel like this. Give me a poor one and you'll be staying in that room over there." Ederin points to the curtained area with the bodies to make his point clear.

"Grab anything of value or interest and let's go. Lethe? Lief? Go find what made this man so dangerous? Did he have blackmail or secrets stashed *sniff* above? See if you can find them."

Lief prioritizes his activity. Allarnon healed, alchemicals pilfered, then searching for Orvignato stashes, if time allows. If someone takes up Allarnon's healing, he moves more quickly to the bar, and takes what he can, using the Haste effect to optimal effect.

When the guard questions them, Ederin takes the lead. "What did Orvignato mean about back up? Give me a good answer, and this place is yours, we don't need a hovel like this. Give me a poor one and you'll be staying in that room over there." Ederin points to the curtained area with the bodies to make his point clear.

The drow doesn't hesitate with his reply, "Yeah, he's got backup. Orvignato was aligned with house Moivas. When we've had trouble in the past..." he looks around at the devastation wrought by the party, "of a lesser sort, they've arrived in a few minutes. You might have ten minutes. Tops."

He shows Lief into the office. There are a number of documents, papers, and assorted miscellany - but the man points to the safe. It is locked.

While Lief ransacks a few items from the bar and heads upstairs with the guard, Orvignato becomes visible and Kaylayne find a number of notable items. I’m assuming you’re not taking the time to ID everything now, just grabbing the loot and heading out, but I’m listing it for convenience. Two potions of cure serious wounds, +3 chain shirt, +2 buckler, +2 flail, +1 hand crossbow, a hat of disguise, a belt of constitution +6, a ring of protection +3 and assorted keys.

k.local: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (14) + 8 = 22

Dimitrio piped in, "Lord Moivas. I heard of him. He like controls all the beasts around here. Time to go." read spoiler

The bard went upstairs with Lief. Seeing the locked box, he pulled out his tools and started to pick the lock. "Here, let me help you

disable device aid another: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (7) + 6 = 13

Knowledge(Local): 1d20 + 15 + 1d8 ⇒ (5) + 15 + (4) = 24

Lief hears Dimitrio cite the Moivas specialty, and nods wordlessly.

Hearing the jingle of keys on the body of Orvignato, Lief takes up the collection, and heads to the office, and the awaiting safe. He looks the device over for obvious traps, but worries a bit about magical workings, too. When reasonably sure he's not about to explode the establishment, he sifts through the keys first, disabling if none of them work. He only hopes that Orvignato's personal possession of them was safeguard enough.

Perception: 1d20 + 17 + 1d8 ⇒ (8) + 17 + (8) = 33
Disable Device: 1d20 + 22 + 2 ⇒ (9) + 22 + 2 = 33

You find a largish key which fits neatly into the lock. You do find traps, but are confident that the key will override their triggering mechanism.

Within the safe, you find a wide variety of things: 800 pp, 1,700 gp, 8 rubies worth 300 gp a piece, a House Moivas signet ring, 15 doses of vayav (a local wisdom-draining drug worth 20gp a dose down here, 200gp in Riddleport), a sizable emerald worth 6,000 gp that glows slightly and several ledgers detailing the complete dealings of the Razor Crown mercenary company along with some other maps and documents - likely what Alicavniss is looking for.

"Time to go." Lief nods to Dimitrio. He allows Dimitrio to gather the contents, before himself gathering the Vayav and the ledgers.

He bounds back down the stairs, readying another vial, should their way back to House Vonnarc prove obstructed.

Glancing over at Tarkir's corpse, he looks to Allarnon. "Are you able to leave his body? Or are we bringing it with us?"

Kaylayne collects what she can off Orvignato's body, not taking the time to ID it now, while trying to keep her face hidden as she mourns Allarnon's loss. She does not bother the man until it is time to leave and Lief has returned from above, Drowderin finishes his interrogations, and DimiDrow is ready.

When the safe is opened and everyone is ready, Kaylayne will approach Allarnon carefully.

"Bring him, Allarnon, If you need help, I shall provide help to carry him back. But we should...we should bring him back. There...we should honor his service to us," Kaylayne whispers to Allarnon.

She awaits Allarnon's reply before arranging help.

Allarnon looks up with pleading eyes. "He is coming with us. I won't leave him down here..... all alone....." Turning back into a bear Allarnon let's Kaylayne help position Tarkir across his back. He quietly follows. his mind only on one thing and one thing only, Tarkir.

Allarnon doesn't remember the journey back at all as his mind is a blur. It races to all of the possibilities as reality has not completely hit him yet.

The party loots quickly and speed away into the city, carrying their fallen comrade with them.

You make your way through the busy streets and into Eirdrissier where you can get off the beaten path a little. Thanks to Ederin, no one can track you - and you feel you're safely away. You get closer to house Vonnarc and stop, at least briefly, to ID the items you possess, and, maybe, heal.

I show Allarnon deeply wounded, Kaylayne a little dinged up, and Lief with a flesh wound that he might have healed if memory serves. Do you return to meet with the First Daughter in such a condition?

Lief applies his wand once to heal himself, but is ready to heal Allarnon fully, alone or with others helping.

CLW: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 1 = 7
UMD: 1d20 + 17 + 1d8 ⇒ (12) + 17 + (1) = 30 Lief healed fully

Lief applies his wand once to heal himself, but is ready to heal Allarnon fully, alone or with others helping.

Dimitrio stops Lief from using his healing wand all the time.

"Here, let me. It's a good idea to have more than one of the healing sticks."

He then proceeds to heal Allarnon.

"We should also take a look at what we got from this drow we just killed and his guards. What did you find Layne?"

He quickly added, "it may be a good idea to read the books as well. Information is highly prized here. Are we in a hurry to get back to the First Daughter?"
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use up 3 charges from Dimitrio's CLW wand. Anything portable from the guards? Not armor and weapons but anything else?

Most of the guards were looted by the good patrons of the bar. I added ~300gp to the other pot to cover what little you might have picked up. I'm assuming you didn't take the time to strip them of armor and weapons - except anything the might have glowed. :)

Lief looks up from his healing, as Dimitrio asks to help. He points the dancer at the barmaid. "Help Kaylayne, then. She's also in need of help."

Kaylayne was at -24 hp (thx to false life) and will take 4 hits of wand of CLW: 4d8 + 4 ⇒ (7, 5, 6, 7) + 4 = 29 healing. +1 to getting more wands if we can find them.

Before returning home, Kaylayne will take some time to make herself presentable. She hides the extremely useful magics away and has the papers of interest ready for presentation.

She thanks DimiDrow for the healing.

When she and others are ready, she leads the group (from behind of course) back to meet her Lady.

"Leave the bear here, Allarnon. I share your loss, but we can not bring it to the Lady."

Unless someone wants the belt, Kaylayne will don it, even temporarily. Also, I think Allarnon wants the Ring +3.

Yes, the ring might help me get hit a bit less. Seems about each fight I am soaking 80-ish HP.

Back at the room Allarnon barely notices the others tending to his wounds as he strokes Tarkir's blood soaked and singed fur.

Hearing his name his mind snaps back to the present. "The lady.....yes...." Allarnons eyes gleam as he bares his teeth. "Let's go talk to the b#%**. She did this to him. Sending us in there to get killed." He points his finger back at Tarkir. "She will share a spot with him when I am done with her." Allarnon stands and walks with a new purpose as he leaves the room towards the tower.

Lief blanches, if that's possible for a drow. "Allarnon, temper your words. I'm not asking you to temper your anger. If you think you'll be able to kill Alicavniss where she stands, when we get back, you're admitting to your desire to join Tarkir in the next life. And, you're consigning us to the same fate. To act against the First Daughter, in any way, is to guarantee a grisly death, after a long torture." Lief looks to Ederin, unsure about the next set of events.

As Allarnon takes the ring, the bard takes a closer look at the chainshirt. The underground motifs didn't catch his attention but the excellent quality and magical protection sure did.

"I'll be taking this unless someone wants it. I will offer up my own magical chainshirt if desired."

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I'll swap out my +2 chainshirt for the new +3 chainshirt unless told otherwise

Ederin keeps quiet on the way back to report their success. He wipes the tracks of his party members, keeping them untrackable, and looking over his shoulder, just in case they were being followed anyway.

Perception: 1d20 + 15 ⇒ (3) + 15 = 18

If Allarnon needs help carrying Tarkir, he assists, still quiet. Shutting his mouth was the only way he knew how to mourn and show respect, even when Al threatens their success by exposing his rage at Alicavniss, Ederin keeps quiet. It had been a long time since he's lost any friends, he'd almost forgotten what it felt like, but the wound had been reopened, the old sting returned. At least a drow body was perfectly made for brooding.

Lief blanches, if that's possible for a drow. "Allarnon, temper your words. I'm not asking you to temper your anger. If you think you'll be able to kill Alicavniss where she stands, when we get back, you're admitting to your desire to join Tarkir in the next life. And, you're consigning us to the same fate. To act against the First Daughter, in any way, is to guarantee a grisly death, after a long torture." Lief looks to Ederin, unsure about the next set of events.

Allarnon spins around. "When does this end? Any of this?" Allarnon holds his arms up around him. "She is having us run errands. Til what? Til we are all killed?" He says as he gets close to Lief. His eyes filled with sadness and grief. "Her killed will being a great blow to an entire drow house Lief. And I will feel a little better......" The muscular drows shoulders slump. "Let's just get the information and get back to the surface as quickly as possible."

Allarnon spins around. "When does this end? Any of this? Let's just get the information and get back to the surface as quickly as possible."

Kaylayne doesn't try to temper Allarnon's rage...she feels it too.

"You are right, Allarnon. We should get what we came here to get. We knew it would not be easy or without risk, but none of that mitigates your loss. I'm sorry for your loss. I feel it too. Let us get done with this so we can honor your bear appropriately."

Kaylayne bites back some anger, then her tears. She wipes her face to make herself presentable.

Soft. That's what Alicavniss would say. Lief looks upon Kaylayne as she outwardly grieves. Not soft. Humane. Capable of sacrifice. That is the difference between us and the drow.

Lief nods to Allarnon, and Kaylayne, and follows closely behind, as they head to their meeting with the First Daughter. He only hopes that she honors their agreement, instead of assigning them another risky task, with more promises.

He doesn't suggest stopping for re-equipping. He wants to be gone from the Underdark as much as the others.

The party makes their way back onto the grounds of House Vonnarc. You proceed into the compound and again make your way to the Tower. The guards nod, and your rings again flare briefly as you open the door.

You wait only briefly on the ground floor before a servant - a mage likely of some power - escorts you again through the complex and up to the top floor where the First Daughter awaits. She has some papers in front of her as she sits in her high chair, and she looks at your countenance as you enter.

"It did not go well?" she inquires.

"Our bear died." Lief moves to the table in front of Alicavniss, and sets down the ledgers. "The material you requested. Also, Orvignato has been silenced permanently."

"The bear has value, if you have the means of restoring it to life."