Seeing Oberon's orc harshly cleft, and Orson and Cres surround a second, Tampalasan fixates the third orc with his eyes, causing him to lose his sense of place for a moment.
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You all unleash your attacks catching the orcs by surprise.
Oberon, your charge is completely unstoppable, you move in and in one swift slash open the orc's torso throat to belt, spilling blood and intestines on his legs. He collapses in a heap immediately dead as stone.
Orson, you and Cres surround the other orc and your spear finds it's target, just as Cres takes out a large chunk out of the orc's leg. The tip of your spear exits the orc's back, straining the fabric of it's armor for a moment before ripping through to let it's blood flow freely.
The orc stays impaled on the spear, but seems still alive as it twitches and gurgles.
Tilurn, as you swing away with your greatsword, the final orc ducks just below the blade, either by accident or on some unknown reflex. It is unharmed unfortunately. A second later, Narnel's arrow rebounds of the ground near the place his head was just a moment ago with a loud metallic twang.
Seconds later, it begins bliking rapidly, while struck with Tampalasan's spell, but manages to shake it off.
Order of initiative:
Oberon
Orson
Orc3
Narnel
Tampalasan
Tilurn
If he's close enough, Oberon will attack the remaining orc with his weapon, hoping to end his life soon.
As the orcs appear properly dead or subdued, Narnel begins to search the cavern for other exits, secret doors and Tomes of any sort.
Question him about the existence of a library or books.
Perception:
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Orson Kicks away the orcs weapons and stabilizes the creatures wounds, giving a order of guard to Cres in druidic. He calls at the half-orc "Tilurn could you come over here I am in need of your tongue and your personality to help me question this one."
When Tilurn comes over Orson will generate 2 gallons of waters dropping on the beasts head to wake him.
Tilurn approaches the remaining Orc brandishing his greatsword menacingly,
Speaking in Orc, Tilurn shouts Why are you here! What offense could these poor dwarfs make that would result in their slaughter? Are you looking for something? Tell us or suffer more pain.
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Orc laughs and licks his teeth, showing a mouth full of blood. Coughs and spills some of it down his face.
You...all...will...die horribly, the master will feast on your souls He coughs some more looking sicker there...is...nothing...you...can...do. Dwarves are...dead...as...dwarves...should be...i will feast...on you!
He tries to bite anyone close to him gnashing his teeth and growling.
Yes, kill it!
Narnel searches the remainder of the room for exits, secret doors, and Tomes.
That is enough out of you! Tilurn swings his greatsword and tries to cut off the orc's biting head.
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After a minute or so of looking around the room, Orson managed to find some small blothces of blood spaced in regular intervals, that lead down the corridor to the north, as you slowly follow it, the sprawl of the dwarven repository passes by you. Room after room, designed as a fallback point for the militaristic dwarves is covered in blood, orc and dwarven. Bodies of dwarves lie scattered across the rooms in various gruesome positions, with gaping wounds and severed limbs. Bodies of several orcs also can be found in some rooms, splashes of black blood covering the floor around them. Finaly, encountering no danger, you reach a great hall. It's arched ceiling is supported by enormous pillars spaced at regular distances, but the floor in the middle of the chamber has collapsed, revealing a deep chasm, whose depths cannot be seen in torchlight. The floor of the chamber is spattered with blood, and bodies of several dwarves and orcs litter the floor.
At the north end of the west side of the chamber (the side you are on), there is a massive door made of reinforced wood, a large, bronze keyhole protruding from a wall on it's right. Under it, a grey haired, almost bald dwarf sits, his back supported by the wall, and several arrows in his chest. For a moment you think that he is dead, but he then stirs and moans in pain, his hands wiekly grasping the arrows in his chest.
Tampalasan casts Detect Magic and scans the room and dwarf for eldritch residue.
This Dwarf is alive! Can we heal him, we need him to direct us to what we seek.
Oberon casts cure light wounds on the dying dwarf.
As the others attend to the injured Dwarf, Tilurn keeps his Greatsword ready for any Orcs that may be waiting to attack.
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@Orson
You manage to stop the dwarf from dying for the moment, but you see that he is not long for this world, and that not even curative magic can do much more then prolong his life a little bit.
@Oberon
When your spell charges the dwarf with positive energy, his cheeks flush a little and his eyes flutter open. He looks at you, looking tired and says The key...the scum has taken the key from me. They went there.
He weakly lifts his arm and points toward a passage to the west of the great door. He smiles at all of you, warmly. Do not waste your spells on me lads, i can feel that death is near. Be careful. We have managed to engage defenses. Watch for sudden chasms and collapsing floors. Also watch out for the doorway of spears.
He closes his eyes and sighs tiredly.
@Tilurn
You notice no orcs at the moment.
We must press forward. Narnel - take the lead and watch out for traps. I will follow right behind you.
As he passes the dwarf, Tilurn pauses and kneels beside the dwarf. Brave Dwarf, we will avenge your death and rescue what you fought to protect. Your sacrifice will be remembered. Travel in haste to your ancestors. They welcome you and have prepared a feast fit for a hero.
Rising, he heads toward the passage indicated by the dwarf following Narnel.
Tampalasan follows, supplying the party with light along the way.
Narnel leads the way out of the West door as directed by the dying dwarf, searching for traps as he goes.
Perception:
We will avenge the dwarf deaths here, as well as claiming new deaths as our own. Let's move. Oberon follows the others, looking around for signs of danger as the ones the dwarf described.
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@All
As you advance down the corridor which doesn't seem trapped, soon, you hear voices of several orcs, and one voice much deaper then the orc's. They seem to be talking and laughing. The door to the room where they are in is closed most of the way, but a thin sliver of light shows that they are slighly ajar. It seems that there is a fire burning inside.
@Tilurn
You understand that they are talking about who killed more dwarves.
Whispering: Let's try to set an ambush, shall we? I'll play the bait and try to drag them here. Hide to the sides of the door, and be ready to cast and kill once they pass through.
Let's do it...be careful Oberon.
Narnel backs away from the door slightly, staying within 30 feet and melding into the shadows for a sniping attempt.
Stealth:
Tilurn grips his greatsword and hides against the wall that the door is on ready to pounce from behind when the Orcs come through.
Alright, here goes nothing... Orson shoves the door open, entering the room with much noise. You! You bunch of rejects! Come get me if you think you are worthy! he taunts at the orcs, flashing his weapon in the air, and moments later he runs back in the corridor.
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@ Oberon
As you crash through the door, you notice two orcs and a creature that is taller than a man, has two long arms covered in coarse black hair and a bestial face that seems a cross between an ape and a wolf. It is wearing a breastplate and a helmet. There is a scimitar hanging on it's belt. You also notice a large brass key tied to a cord on his belt.
All three look at you dumbfounded for a second and then roar and run after you. The first to come out is the big, hairy creature.
Oberon braces his bardiche, waiting to impale the first enemy that comes charging at him.
As the first creature comes through the door, Tilurn enters a rage and strikes with his greatsword.
Narnel attempts to snipe the closest Orc, not the large creature engaged in melee combat with Tilurn.
LB ATT:
LB DAM:
Confirm Crit:
Crit Dam:
Total Damage if Crit Confirmed = 22 HP!
Tampalasan begins casting a Sleep spell.
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@Narnel
You arrow takes the orc in the throat as he charges out of the room, he stumbles a few steps onward, clutches at his throat as black blood gushes through his fingers, he gives a gurgling gasp, looks in the direction from where the arrow came and collapses thrashing on the floor. After a few more kicks, he lies still.
@Tilurn
Your swings arcs high and misses the orc by a hair, but Narnel's arrow catches him in the throat.
@Orson
You miss the orc as he comes running out of the room, but the wolf manages to rip a part of it's leg, just as Narnel's arrow taks him in the throat.
@Oberon
As the orc stumbles to the ground a second, much larger creature charges at you from the doorway, swinging his weapon. He impales himself on your bardiche and seems to lapse into unconsciousness for a moment, but a moment later, his eyes open up and with a visceral snarl he takes a swing at you.
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He hits you incredibly hard with that final swing and then collapses on the ground besides you, as your consciousness fades away into darkness.
The third orc charges out of the room swinging his scimitar at Tilurn an screeching a vile battle call.
His swing is very lousy and you easily deflect it with your greatsword.
Tampalasan, you finish casting sleep. I presume you postion it so that it affects only the orc.
Orc blinks several times and collapses in a heap on the floor snoring loudly, it's scimitar clattering on the floor.
Initiative:
In unconsciousness, Oberon has vision of battles. He sees arenas, and armies, and blood on the sand. He remembers the countless cuts and wounds he received, thiking that this one may be his last...
Not today, my dear Lady. This will be just another scar to show.
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@Oberon
You feel a rush of warmth and life go through you. Your eyes flutter open and you can see your companions looking at you while you lie on the floor. You feel that your wound is partly healed, but that it will need more time or healing magic in order to heal it all the way.
@Everyone else
The big creature is quite obviously dead, having Oberon's weapon stuck most of the way in it's torso. As for the orc, one also seems dead, since his head is separated from it's body and the third orc is snoring on the floor. You also notice a large brass key attached to the belt of the big, hairy creature.
Thank, thank you Orson. That was close. Oberon gets up and then casts cure light wounds on himself, hoping that some magical healing will make the pain go away, even briefly. I've fought wierd beasts and strange creatures, but that's unknown to me. Anyone have any idea of what it is? he says, as he recovers his weapon from the creature's body.
Tilurn takes his greatsword and lops off the head of the snoring Orc before he awakes. Based on his last effort at interrogation, he is taking no chances.
Tilurn stops his rage and feels tired as the adrenaline diminishes.