"Well as I have said my home is open. I don't think as a resident I can impose on the high priestess."
"Having company might not be a bad thing, I sometimes lose track of time when doing my daily spell preparations."
Somer will head home whenever the party packs it in officially for the day.
As Ana returns to her room, she pulls out Rodrick's hopeknife. He was poisoned, yet slashed. Our symbol of hope has turned into a symbol of murder. I will not forgive the one who would do such a thing.
Putting away the knife once again, Ana heads to bed.
Balmir grumbles at the others a little bit more and then heads back to the barracks. He intends to meet up with the group in the morning.
"Well, I'll take up your hospitality," says Tam to Somer. "Maybe we can trade some magical knowledge!"
"I am a bit out of practice so your company and an exchange of knowledge and ideas would be most welcome."
Somer glances at the rest of the group.
"Unless anyone else would like to join us it may be time to head in. It has been a long day and tomorrow doesn't look any easier."
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Mouser shrugs and leaves the group, heading to his second cousin's uncle's house on the east side of town.
But something...felt off. I hope those guys are okay. Not only has there been a murder, concealed to look like a suicide, but someone tried to stop us from looking into this. Why they didn't listen to my idea to stick together is beyond me. Oh, wait...it came from a halfling. Of course it's a bad idea! Pfft.
Mouser takes all precautions on the way home to make sure he is not followed, sticking to the shadows, switching back and taking different routes, and even climbing across a roof at one point. Even when he gets home, he places his pillows to look like he is sleeping, then sleeps outside in a tree.
One can't be too careful. This is getting...weird.
While you are sleeping, someone sneaks past the awake guard.
Make a Perception DC 25 to see if you wake up.
While you are sleeping, someone sneaks past the temple guard.
Make a Perception DC 25 to see if you wake up.
You all fall sound asleep. Each of you make a perception check, please.
Please make a Fort DC 11 save vs Poison.
Your precautions pay off. You get a decent night's sleep.
Derrik wakes up with a start, "Guards" He backs away from the attacker.
So, no armor, and your weapons are a move action away. You are prone, and facing a woman assassin wielding a liquid blade.
You can act before the assassin attacks again.
Tam sits up halfway, nose twitching.
I smell trouble.
In the dark shadows of the evening, he slides his pack under his blanket (so that it leaves a small gnome-like lump) and then hunkers cautiously along the edge of the furniture, grabs Somer's ankle and shakes it.
Somer - you feel a tugging at your ankle. It is dark, and the middle of the night.
Balmir stirs in his sleep while restless dreams and images haunt him. Yet despite the turmoil, he remains asleep.
Feeling something grab his ankle Somer immediately awakes, having not slept deeply due to the concerns of the day. He probably makes a noise of some sort
Ugh?
as he looks for what grabbed him.
"Milani grand me your Defense"
Derrik will roll towards his gear scooping up his shield as he does.
Somer in a fit of optimism rolls for initiative.
The assassin looks a little concerned that you survived the initial attack, and yelling for help has her looking for an exit. She does, however, first try to finish the job.
You are now able to stand and defend yourself, as 2 priests come charging in to see what the commotion is all about.
You are up, then the priests, and then the assassin.
Somer wakes with a grunt, letting the assassins know that they are discovered. They change their stealthy approach to one of teamwork, and come in at you.
Somer - you are prone, but if you can stand up before they close, you won't have to worry about that. Tam, you can simply be standing if you like. Weapons are 5 feet away, so you can get to them easily.
You get initiative. They are about 20 feet away.
Please make a Fort DC 11 save vs Poison.
Balmir stares the giant in the face, drool dripping from the corners of its grotesque mouth. "You vicious beast," he shouts at the brute. "You killed my family but now you will face my wrath." Balmir cocks back his arms to take a swing at the giant. His weapon is impossibly large, at least 15 feet long, and he swings it with impossible speed. But just as the blade is about to connect, a splitting pain shoots through Balmirs body. Suddenly the giant disappears and everything is black.
Instantly Balmir realizes he's still in bed. And just as instantly immense pain washes over him. Someone is attacking him!
Round 1
Somer leaps from the bed and draws his rapier from beside the bed. Sadly he did not sleep in his armor. Seeing the assassins he cast Ray of Frost at the closest assailant.
We are attacked! Thank you Tam.
Derrik will hold his shield tight in his right hand and his Holy symbol in his left hand.
"Milani grant me your defense to heal my wounds."
Once refreshed Derrik looks at the Assassin, "Give up now and you will be spared."
Tam is up.
The assassins looks at his odds and runs for it.
As he tries to tumble through the reinforcements, though, one manages to block his way. They each swing maces at the woman.
She is done, and has several broken bones and is bleeding to death.
Derrik looks at the guards, then at his own injuries.
"I must talk with the High Priestess right away."
Hoping that he managed to stay hidden from the intruders, Tam suddenly erupts with a coruscating, multicolored beam in an attempt to blind one of them.
"Get that one!" he shouts helpfully.
After recovering from the shock of the pain Balmir roars out in only a voice that a dwarf could have, "To arms my brothers! Someone is attacking us." His voice echoes through the chamber. Barely able to move, but knowing that he can't stay where he is, he rolls away from his attacker and slips to the floor.
They close and move to attack Somer, who they initially saw as a target. Surprisingly, the blinded one hits him, while the other misses him completely!
Your assassin is shocked that you survived and yelled, but tries to finish the job before escaping. Luckily for you, the bunk got in his way and he missed you completely.
"Of course." One priest leaves to find her, while the other tends to your wounds.
Still slightly off kilter Somer stabs at the non-blinded attacker.
"Great work Tam, he got in a lucky shot but I shall live."
As he withdraws his blade he takes a 5ft step back away from his assailants.
Derrik will go over to inspect the woman.
After that he will pick the weapon up, turning it over in his hands.
"have you ever seen anything like this before? The blade was like a liquid."
I may have failed to mention what they were attacking you with. It is a jagged crystalline blade. (see picture)
Somer stabs the first assassin, drawing quite a bit of blood.
The priest shrugs, not sure what to make of any of this. In a minute or two, the high priestess you met earlier comes striding in.
"What is going on here? I have two dead priests out front, and this woman here."
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"I am not sure, I was attacked in my sleep by this woman. I am thankful to your priests for saving my life, I think this has something to do with Rodrik's death. We were attacked by diseased wolves in the street behind the Ramble house."
Derrik will bind his wounds, and begin to put his armor back on.
"Can you tell me what time it is? I must find those others I was with when I came here."
Now that the enemies are close in, Tam adjusts his positioning (5' step back) and unleashes another arcane syllable. This time, a clashing wave of colors erupts from his hands at the enemies.
The blinded one regains his sight briefly, only to suffer the full affect of the color spray, blinding him again and knocking him unconscious.
The other manages to shield his eyes in time, and then comes at Tam, figuring he is proving to be the more dangerous of the two.
You grab your shield and hold it up as the assassin strikes again. Luckily, the blade clangs harmlessly off the shield.
Round 3
Seeing the blinded assassin fall Somer quickly casts True Strike and buries his blade in Tam's attacker.
"Turning your back on me is a mistake my friend."
"Tamxander that cut looks bad. Get behind me."
Somer takes a 5ft step to put himself between Tam and the unconscious attacker.
"I came to this town to learn about them, I just apparently showed up during the wrong week. The are scattered all over the city, Somer went home with Tamxander. Balmir to the barracks. Ana to her own home with her mother, the mayor I think and Mouser to his uncles house. I guess it is just best to lay back down."
Once people leave Derrik will rest with his back against the door.
Balmir shouts again for his comrades to come to his aid. "Help! Anyone! I'm being attacked in here!" His loud voice reverberates through his small room and he hopes it carries down the hall. Nearly passing out from the pain, he repositions his shield to provide the most protection possible while at the same time scooting just a few inches more under his bed, hoping that it will provide more cover.
Balmir sees three men rush in with crossbows, as he watches the crystaline blade crash down on his head. Everything goes black.
An unknown amount of time later, he awakes to find one of his barracks mates pouring a liquid down his throat.
"Rest easy, friend dwarf. You are out of danger now."
Laying next to him is the assassin, pincushioned with bolts. The other men help restore Balmir to full health, as one of them searches the woman. He spits in disgust, as he says "Freedom Town scrum."
Meanwhile, back at Somerhome, Somer dispatches the fighting assassin easily. There is still one unconscious on the floor, however.
Somer hovers the tip of his blade over the unconscious mans eye.
"Tamxnder, there are questions to be asked but we are both injured I feel I must end this."
With that he attempts to thrust his rapier into his unconscious assailants brain though his eye.
"I hope the others are ok. Clearly they should have come with us.
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Mouser yawns and stretches as dawn finds him in his perch in a large tree.
He hadn't slept incredibly well given all that had happened that day. Something is not right...
Still, he had taken all the necessary precautions, and hoped his fellow investigators had fared as well. Maybe once we solve this, I can get out of the militia...this was all a really bad idea.
Climbing down from the tree, he checks to make sure all his gear is in place. His small but sharp rapier at his side. His hope knife and another dagger, both hidden cleverly in spring-loaded wrist sheathes. A few vials of acid.
Oh, caltrops! I should have put those around my bed!
Upset he hadn't thought of this last night, Mouser walks over to the window of his room and peeks in to make sure everything looks okay.
I should get over to the inn and see how everyone else slept.
As it is unlikely you can all regroup before morning, I will assume you took further precautions to try and get enough rest to recharge for the next day.
Each of the assassins had a potion of cure light wounds, antitoxin, smokestick, leather armor, light crossbow with 10 bolts, short sword, thieves’ tools, beryl worth 50 gp, 4 gp.
The next morning, you meet back up.