As the beetles burst forth Pork shouts a war cry and lets loose an arrow.
"Slay them all!"
Pork's arrow and Rois' blade are deflected by the animal's shells. Argor's spell hits the creatures dead on, but they seem unaffected.
The beetle in G2 attacks Kynrael with a bite attack.
The beetle in G3, sensing the threat from Rois lets out a burst of light.
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Kynrael and Rois, I need a Fortitude save vs a dazzle effect. DC13. You will be dazzled for 1d3 rounds if failed.
Cursing under his breath, Pork aims carefully and shoots another arrow at the red scorpion.
Blast it Argor! You should have known that these vermin were too feeble minded to be affected by such a spell!
Argor takes a step back to compose himself, and to put a little distance between himself and these creatures. He again mutters a short incantation, and a beam of blue light streaks forth from his extended finger, directly towards the Red Scorpion.
Kynrael is caught off guard by the beetle's burst of light. Squinting and gritting teeth, he attempts to deliver a crushing blow to the beetle directly in front of him.
Argor's spell goes wide, and Kynrael, disoriented from the blast of light, misses his target as well.
Pork's arrow sinks deep into the armor of the red scorpion. It hisses menacingly.
Rois shields his eyes from the burst of light. Stepping away from the beetle, he brings his blades to bear once again against the scorpion.
Unfortunately both attacks bounce off of the scorpions carapace.
The Blue scorpion turns and attempts to sting Kynrael.
And the Red scorpion turns toward Rois and attempts to sting as well.
The red scorpions misses completely, and the blue's tail bounces harmlessly off of Kynrael's armor.
Focus, Argor! These are nothing more than overgrown pests! Do not let them get the better of you!
Argor steadies his hand and again another blue beam flies through the air towards the red scorpion.
Kynrael attempts to shake off the last vestiges of the light burst and raises his hammer above his head once more, swinging towards the beetle in a wide arc.
The Beetle in H2 is dead. The red scorpion looks like it has seen better days, but is still moving.
The beetle in I2 attempts to bite Rois.
Seeing the battle shift in their favor, Pork tries to finish off the wounded red scorpion.
Rois winces as the beetle's mandibles pierce his armor. He steps to the side, trying to move away from his attacker, and towards Kynrael.
The red scorpion staggers as Pork's arrow strikes it, but does not fall. However, Rois' first sword brings it down.
The blue scorpion continues its assault on Kynrael
The first claw misses, and Kynrael brings his shield up and deflects the second.
The attack hit the blue beetle, but it is still standing.
The beetle takes a 5 foot step to I2 and attacks Rois.
With no clear shot at the red scorpion, Pork scampers to a new position and shoots at the blue scorpion.
Rois nearly falls, but manages to keep his feet. Desperately, he presses another attack against the blue scorpion.
Argor sees the dire situation Rois is in, and makes a quick gesture with his hand, controlling an unseen force to attempt to distract or wound the blue scorpion.
Kynrael notices Rois' condition, and surges forward to assist. A few whispered incantations later, he extends a hand and places it on Rois' chest. Kynrael's eyes and halo flare a bright gold momentarily, as Iomedae's mercy surges through his body and into his wounded friend.
Rois' last ditch efforts are succesful, his first blow drops the blue scorpion to the ground, and his second takes out the red.
The beetle once again takes a bite at Rois.
With only one monster remaining, Pork passes by Kynrael and tries to conclude the battle with a final arrow.
Porks arrow lodges into the beetle, but it does not fall.
Argor again reaches into his pouch of spell components, and again a ray of freezing energy fires from his extended finger.
Kynrael brings his hammer around once more, stepping forward and attempting to smash the beetle's head against the ground.
Attack:
Damage:
The beetle makes a disturbing splat sound as ichor spews from its head. It falls dead to the ground.
Rois coughs and spits up some blood. "Not what I expected to come out of the door..." He sits against the fountain, and setting aside his swords, begins to gently run his fingers over his injuries. "Damn things near chewed me up. Thanks for crackin' their shells, and for the spell, Kynrael. Saved my skin."
Argor watches as Rois gets comfortable, raising an eyebrow as he does so. "I wouldn't get too comfortable, because whatever it was that released those things is still down there, and should be dealt with quickly before they can prepare themselves."
He then turns towards the entrance of the tunnel and watches/listens closely for any movement.
The halo-crown above Kynrael's head begins to waver and dissipate. He does not react in any way to what Rois says. As his breathing calms on the heels of the brief scrap that just took place, he turns to look at his wounded friend.
"Looks like that one took a liking to you, yeah?" Kynrael pokes the smashed beetle with the tip of his hammer. "Let's see if I can't do something about those nasty bites." Kynrael approaches Rois again, chanting lowly as he attempts to once more call upon Iomedae's favor.
What manner of fiend keeps beasts such as these for pets? Kynrael's eyes linger on the dead scorpions a moment. His gaze roams to Pork soon, however, as he says, "Fine display of marksmanship, Pork. I can see the Marshal's appraisal of your prowess was not misinformed."
With the fight over, Pork triumphantly drives his heel into the head of one the beetles. However, the carapace is too thick for him to crush and after a brief struggle resigns to simply denting it. Hearing Kynrael's praise, Pork folds his arms and says "Yes well, goblin bow shooters are unrivalled and I am certainly the greatest one in these parts." Something on the ground catches his eye and he notices that he is standing over the arrow that failed to hit its mark. With sidelong glances at his companions, Pork tries to pick up the arrow with no one noticing and inspects it for damage.
Rois spits. "Catchin' wind is all." He springs to his feet, then turns to Kynrael. "You have my thanks again. Now let's get down in there."
Rois grabs a handful of dried grass from amongst the ruin stone. With flint and steel, he sets the grass tips afire, and uses them to light his lantern. "Can't speak of the manner of the creatures below, or what traps they may have laid. Keep your eyes wide."
With that, he steps through the darkened doorway, and steps carefully, pausing frequently to look for any irregularities in the walls and floor.
Well-carved stairs lead down into this large entry hall. The walls and floors of this room are made of white stone traced with veins of brown-orange. The air is musty but warm, and light debris litters the floor.
On each side of the room, you see two humanoids. They seem to be all head with puffy blue faces.
"By the nine hells even the vile pits of Lamashtu haven't bore witness to such abominations!" Pork thought as his eyes widened in horror. To calm himself he thought of the gold promised by the marshal as well as the glory of victory in their last battle. He gulped and widened his stance, preparing for the fight.
Mite number 4 moves to E6 and attacks Kynrael with his sickle.