Charlie joins the group and shrugs at Darvik's inquiry Didn't hear nuthin'. Seems all quiet at both doors. Thought I heard someone chuckling but I coulda sworn it was in me head when I was back there and not in the room - pointing at the east door - I even tried peeking in between and under the doors. Didn't see no shadows from them torches.
Hmm, whatcha say Gregor? East door? Never know, Charlie mighta heard something and I'd hate to let someone find out about us on their own accord.
Yes. The East Door. Gregor grins and heads back that way.
Darvik will arm himself with the crossbow again, even though he really doesn't like it all that much. He will step back and allow the fighter types of the group take the lead. Alright, if there's someone in there let's see if we can't take the guy out a bit quickler than the last two.
As the others talk, Jasper quickly strips one of the guards, pulling the leather armour on over his stolen clothes. He stretches his limbs, seeing the armour fit his tall frame well enough, and spins the club in his hand. "If we are done wasting our time, let us continue. It would be prudent to leave as few potential witnesses as possible."
Avingen flicks blood from the tip of his longsword then takes up position near the east door, waiting for the others to indicate their readiness.
11:25 pm
With the group all gathered near the east door, Gregor slowly eases it open, his weapon ready in case of any sign of trouble. The door opens soundlessly into the room as the sheriff and the soldier quickly dart in to clear it for the rest of the group.
Unfortunately - or fortunately, depending on one's point of view, the dimly lit room appears to be empty at the moment.
The room is some sort of gathering place as there are wooden benches and tables all over the place that appears to be well used. On the east wall hangs a big banner going from the floor to the ceiling depicting the emblem of Branderscar Prison - a sword in a clenched fist with Mitra's sun rising behind it and the words "Punishment for the Unworthy - The Fruit of Mitra's Justice" in fancy script under it. Besides the door everyone entered through, there are two other doors in the room - one to the north, the other to the south.
Lets move on. Charlie, check that north door.
Charlie glowers at the magus I ain't yer b!tch to do as ya command, ya pointy-eared tree-loving sissy boy. He kicks Darvik's shin as he walks past him - use yer bleedin' manners next time and ask nice! There's a reminder for ya
He spends a few minutes by the north door listening and trying to peer under the door and between cracks. Finally satisfied, he sullenly walks back to the group avoiding Darvik. There's turnkeys in there - heard 'em talking quiet-like and some snoring and shuffling. No idea how many - somewhere between four and fourteen... I think...
Morlos smirks, stroking his chin. "If we'd like, I can boobie-trap the ground on our side of the door. That way, when we open the door, we wait for them to come through and the first through is probably either dead before he gets to us or a good way there. Makes a very effective bottle neck against them."
The tiefling seems to very much enjoy the idea.
"No chance of you narrowing it down, then?" Jasper rolls his eyes at the halfling. "Well, I have but one spell left, and..." He pauses, thinking for a moment. "Four more summons. Of course, I can't cast anything without my component pouch." He sighs in frustration. "Which only really leaves me with more eagles. Or ponies, or dogs, or maybe a snake if it would be useful. But I can't see that happening."
Ow! Darvik glares at Charlie and then stifles a laugh. Easily flustered, that one. Hope he doesn't let us down at a key moment. If he wants to act tough to feel better about himself, let him, as long as he does the job.
Sounds like a plan to me. I can hit them with a few bolts from the crossbow as they come out also.
Charlie listens in at the door.
Five more minutes pass as the group huddles together in the dining area trying to come up with a plan while Charlie stumps off towards the southern door.
"Break room. Some a$#!~#@ eatin."
Break time is over. Let's hit these guys hard and fast. What do you say?
"We GOTTA go through there? If not, why bother?"
"I'd prefer to leave as few to chase us as possible."
Charlie shrugs. "So what's the play? Get this prick out here or we go in?"
I believe Jasper had a plan to deal with whoever is inside.
"Oh, sure, sure. You guys have at it."
we hit both doors at the same time. Because combat is likely to draw them in anyway, so lets do it by our choosing not by theirs. Here;s the plan. Morlos, lets hold off your blast rune til we really need it. Jasper you summon something to help in the break room. Avignen and I go open the room we know has guards in it, thats the North Door. Darvik, when we open the door you shoot the crossbow past us into the room. we will stand to the side to allow a clear shot before we go in. Then Darvik you back up Charlie and Jaspers creature in the break room. Morlos back Avignen and I up.
"Got ya. We'll be out of here before daybreak, if we're lucky. If not...well, we're putting up a dead good show."
Morlos smirks, gripping his club.
Very well, Sheriff. Just say the word. I will ready my crossbow and wait for the door to open.
"Wait. 'Sherrif?' We got f&%&in Jimmy Beanpole the Law here? The f~$@ we should listen to your corrupt ass?"
"He's the closest thing to a leader we've got, half-pint," Jasper snarls at the halfling. "If listening to him means getting out of here alive, so be it." He turns to Gregor with a nod. "Just tell me when to summon. They only last a minute, so timing is crucial."
Relax. He is in here with us, remember? Look, I think in our situation there is safety in numbers. However if you think you can do better on your own, there's the door. Otherwise, try to keep up. Darvik then eyes Gregor and gives him a nod. Like I said, whenever your ready just say the word, Gregor, saying the last bit slowly and with emphasis. Assuming there are no objections.
"Not used t' beanpoles suckin The Man's dick quite so weirdly. Let's see what we can do, but if Sheriff Cocksuck there bends you all over first chancewhe gets I ain't gonna rescue yo dumb asses."
Gregor turns and looks at Charlie and leaning over so his face is mere inches from the halflings face he says Look Runt. Id as soon as split you in two right here and now. You're a foul Little Pech that may have a use though. If You recall, Im the reason you got out!. If I was gonna side with these false smiling goody-goods, id have already done it. We are in this together. The sooner you get on this band wagon with us. The sooner we can start working as a team and have a feckin chance to get out of here with our lives and wreak some havok as we go. You in? or should I see how you fair when I toss you in with the guards and shut the door?
"Already said I was in, Jimmy Beanpole. My feelings on sheriffs are business. You wanna make it personal, do it when we free halfies."
"Enough with the tongue waggin'." Avingen growls "We've some killing to do."
He rolls his shoulders and stands ready beside North Door.
Just so! Gregor moves to the door and gets ready to open it and move to the side so Darvik has a clean shot and nods for Charlie to move to the other door.
Combat Map Surprise Round and Round 1
11:35 pm
The minor argument between Charlie and Gregor apparently settled, the sheriff moves to one side of the north door and checks to ensure the other five prisoners are ready. He counts down on his fingers and flings the door open and sidestepping to give the others free access to charge in to face whoever might be in the room.
The door slams open to reveal the interior of what looks to be a sleeping/resting area for the guards not on duty. Single cots line the room making for sparse but sufficient sleeping accommodations. There are also several footlockers by some of the cots. The room smells of stale sweat and cheap ale.
The group sees two guards, unarmed and unarmored, on the cots (the guards in yellow and green - we'll call them Yang and Garret to match their colours). In addition, to the back of the room are two other guards, very much awake and very much surprised by the sudden intrusion. It appears the group interrupted them as they were getting ready to go on patrol or go on duty. The two (we'll call them Barros and Pelar to coincide with their colours - blue and pink) are wearing their leather armor and appear to be armed or have their weapons (longswords and leather clubs with a couple of crossbows) within easy reach.
AC 17, T 11, F 16; F/R/W +4/0/-1, CMD 14 (12 flat-footed)
hp: B 13/13, P 13/13, Y 13/13, G 13/13.
Yang and Garret's AC will be 15 as of Rnd 2 as they are unarmored.
With modifiers added in, Charlie and Morlos are closest with 20 so the guards will have initiative.
Darvik will shoot at Mr. Pink (Pelar) since he is the one right in front of me
The bolt looked to be headed for the man's ribs but instead it plugs the surprised guard in the upper arm. Darvik will start to reload for another shot if the opportunity is there.
"Holy s~+!! Titties!" Charlie says and hides.
Sidling to the left, Avingen grins evilly as his holds his sword against the sleeping guard's neck.