Since it appears the battle at the doorway is full, Darvik will search the fallen guard for anything of use or importance that wasn't overly obvious.
As Avingen runs up beside Gregor he says "Let me in there, Sheriff!!"
As Darvik checks over Tubby's corpse, he notices the leather club that Gregor had dropped when he picked up the sword laying a couple feet beside the dead guard. There's also a signal horn laying beside him where he apparently dropped it when he was felled by the fiendish bird.
The guard himself is wearing leather armor (which will take a few rounds if you intend to strip him down) and has 19 crossbow bolts in a case on his belt along with a dagger tucked under the armor (not visible to the naked eye unless you pat him down).
Darvik will grab the dagger for himself. There are bolts over here. You could use those! Darvik will pick them up and will give them to the crossbow wielder when the opportunity presents itself. There is a club here also. Darvik will call to the next person coming out of the cell.
Gregor shouts at Avignen. Use the bolts or the club but dont break that crossbow.
seeing the one guard head to get help, and knowing theres only 1, he will back up a step but no further and go full defense.
as he moves back he grins...well come on pig humper come git me! he goads...
as he moves back he grins...well come on pig humper come git me! he goads...
...well pig boy? common git some
Avingen calls to Darvik "Bring those bolts and club over here!"
Quickly making a choice, Darvik does as asked, well, commanded, and brings Avingen the weaponry. Put it to good use and let's get the hell out of this dump.
Charlie looks around for a place his small frame can hide.
Everyone's free of their chains! Jasper finishes unlocking Morlos and turns around to find the halfling has vanished off somewhere.
In the guard-room, Kemet heeds Jed's advice and heads to the stairs, tootling the signal horn the entire way with three sharp blasts at a time.
Those lazy bastards are likely busy gettin' drunk at the guardhouse! I'll be right back with help Jed - hold them off!.
Jed grunts his assent grinning as he watches Gregor start to wobble a bit on his feet. He doesn't seem fazed a bit as Avingen joins the fight. Darvik runs up behind Gregor and passes over the weapons to Avingen along with more crossbow bolts. The fighter loads another bolt in his crossbow and debates whether to try and shoot Jed or club him...
Watching Gregor fall back, Jed moves up to finish him off as he watches for an opening in Gregor's defense...
...which he gets when Gregor drops his sword arm for an instant. Jed swings his club with practiced accuracy and catches Gregor square in the chin.
and thats fer callin' us pig humpers! He glances over at Avingen - You're next boy! Unless you run back to your cell like a good little inmate.
Morlos shakes the grime from his body from siting too long, as he heads for the door. He shakes his head, gritting his teeth, as his eyes momentarily roll back again, as he fights against the nastiness of what "purifying" magic is here, drawing on the deep, devilish powers of his ancestry to truly cleanse the fools in their way.
Morlos shakes the grime from his body from siting too long, as he heads for the door. He shakes his head, gritting his teeth, as his eyes momentarily roll back again, as he fights against the nastiness of what "purifying" magic is here, drawing on the deep, devilish powers of his ancestry to truly cleanse the fools in their way.
Jasper motions to the tiefling and begins running down the hall, still holding the keys. "If we're lucky, they might have left someone alive for us."
Shaking the cobwebs from his head, Gregor takes a step diagonally backwards getting next to Darvik, and away from the beating, as he does so he extends the longsword saying Take it Darvick and drop the dagger, Ill pick up the knife, its more my style anyway. and he takes up a defensive stance once again.
Avingen grins at the guards overconfidence, "You'll find this "boy" just can't take orders." and engages.
Coming in with his club, he and the guard exchange a few swings, when suddenly Avingen takes advantage of the guard's over extention and tries to trip him further into the room.
Combat Maneuver - Trip vs CMD: 12
Grabbing a hold of the guard's leather jerkin, Avingen levers him over his extended leg and deposits him in a heap on the ground in front of Gregor and Darvik.
Flashing a grin at his two fellow inmates, Avingen sprints out of the room in pursuit of the other guard at the stairs.
Be glad to trade. As suggested, I will take the longsword while either dropping the dagger or handing to him, whichever (if any) would allow me to attack.
As Jasper and Morlos rush out to help Gregor and the rest with the guards, the halfling happily scampers about apparently oblivious to the action around him.
Gregor stinging from the beating he's received from Jed backs up acknowledging defeat for once and hands his longsword to Darvik hoping the mage will have better luck with it. They exchange weapons while Jed and Avingen exchange insults.
Avingen takes advantage of the guard's overconfidence and trips him as Jed reaches out to swing at him. Darvik takes advantage of the guard being on the ground and stabs the sword into his side. Blood gushes out from Jed's wound as he screams in agony on the ground, his overconfidence apparently forgotten.
Kemet watches the tide of battle turn as he makes his way to the bottom of the stairs and tootles the horn yet again trying to get somebody... anybody's attention and warn them of the uprising.
Avingen, determined to shut up the annoying tootling once and for all, chases after Kemet before he can rouse the rest of Branderscar.
Darvik sees the man down at his feet and looks to finish him off, however Jed managed to squirm out of the way of the blade. Somebody help me finish this fool off so we can get the hell out of here.
Once Morlos is in range, he'll try to assist with that channel (if you'll let me use his roll from before).
Once Morlos is in range, he'll try to assist with that channel (if you'll let me use his roll from before).
Once Morlos is in range, he'll try to assist with that channel (if you'll let me use his roll from before).
Avingen sees the other guard descending the stairs tooting his horn, seeking help.
Sprinting, Avingen flies down the stairs and jumps the guard.
Combat Maneuver - Grapple
Avingen growls in frustration as the guards turns out to be more agile than he thought, slipping out of his grasp.
Jasper hears the horn, and he growls in frustration. "Oh, no you don't!" He darts forward, skidding to a halt just behind Gregor, and with a few gestures, attempts to call forth another monster. But the buzzing of the antimagic field is too distracting, and the magic fizzles out before he can finish casting.
Gregor lashes out with the dagger at the guardsman , stepping in and stabbing it deep into his chest. How do ya like me now!
The majority of the gang rushes towards the guardroom while Gregor manages to stick a dagger into poor Jed's chest. The guard on the ground howls like a stuck pig before collapsing with a final shudder.
Morlos's aura makes Gregor feel a touch better
Avingen tries to grapple the second guard but little does he realize that Kemet was the local wrestling champion in his village growing up. He easily slips out of the big fighter's grasp and retaliates with his club...
...which catches Avingen on the hip with a sharp stinging *SMACK*. Turning away, he heads the rest of the way down the stairs and reaches the door.
The guard slips his clever arm hold and makes for the door. Avingen, having taken the measure of the guard's wrestling abilities pounces once again
Combat Maneuver, Grapple vs CMD 12
Avingen succeeds in grasping the guard by the shoulder and gets an arm round him, halting his progress to the door.
Jasper moves forward, already muttering the summoning words again. He concentrates harder this time, doing his best to overcome the buzzing in his head.
His face darkens with anger as he finds himself simply unable to overcome it. Damn this field!
"Dunno bout you beanpoles, but now I'm out I got a powerful thirst to get my shit back. Nobody touches my shit, specially not some turnkey beanpole shitsucker."
Morlos makes his way to follow the rest of the group, continuing forward, knowing the enemies are way too far away to get close.
Darvik will double move, allowing Gregor to be the one who tries the crazy stuff.
Gregor seeing Avignen has the guard, runs into the room and down the stairs to where they are.
Avingen grabs Kemet and stops him from running out the door at the bottom of the stairs and is soon joined by Darvik and Gregor who come running up to assist their fellow prisoner.
Jasper tries yet again to use his magic to summon another demon animal but the buzzing in his brain is just too distracting - or perhaps it was Charlie stomping around hollering for his belongings back that distracted the summoner...
Morlos ignores the two and goes running after the rest of the group appearing at the top of the stairs just in time to watch the guard drop his club and horn as he tries to squirm out of Avingen's grasp. Git off o' me ya big oaf!
Throwing the burly man off of him, Kemet reaches out once again and slams the door open, preparing to run out into the corridor.
Morlos shakes his head in frustration. "So DANG SLOW!" He shakes his head to clear it of the nastiness that he and his fellow caster were experiencing. "Bugger and burn it all! Kill them all so we can get the Hells out of here."
He continues attempting to follow his fellows.
slashing out with his Dagger, Gregor tries to stop the guard and plunges the dagger low in his ribcage and upwards into his stomach, grinning Thats for letting me get beat
Jasper throws his hands in the air in frustration, his failure to draw on magic draining him. He runs toward the guard, knowing he won't be of much use, but damnit, maybe there's something he can do.
Darvik will continue to chase after everyone and sees that Gregor looks to have finally brought the guard down. OK, Charlie does have a point concerning our belongings. If there are no more guards to worry about we should see if we can locate them.
"Even if not our gear, then SOME gear would be preferable." He smirks, spitting on the dead man.
Gregor's dagger hits home as the Kemet's innards spill out. The guard collapses, one hand still on the open door leading to the corridor beyond.
The door to the corridor at the bottom of the stairs is currently open. Peering into the hallway without really stepping in to it, you can see it is rather dimly lit, the only source of illumination coming from flickering torches held in sconces in walls on either side.
Avingen reaches out to grab the guard again before he stiffens with the length of Gregor's dagger tearing his lungs out.
Watching the man slump to the floor, he catches Gregor's eyes and nods. He the quietly reaches out and closes the door at the bottom of the stairs.
"Yes, lets find our gear or at the least strip these idiots of their gear..." he says , grabbing the newly deceased guard and hauling him back up the stair.
Once there, he begins to divest the corpse of all gear.
Right. I'll go back to help Charlie look for our stuff, if its even here.
"I'll head back with you." the tiefling chimes in.
"I wouldn't mind staying here for a minute or so," Jasper says calmly, now that the immediate danger has passed. "I have an... ally, of sorts, and if I can call them in here, they could be useful to us. But I do need some time to concentrate."
Gregor nods and looks down the corridor before shutting the door and saying Right I could use one of these idiots armor as well. Back upstairs for the moment. Charlie grab one of the daggers and stand guard at the top of the stairs til we're set then we can begin looking in earnest. Morlos, you want to check the other cells and see whos in the prison with us?
Gregor picks out the guard most matching in size and begins stripping him of armor.