Shaeda moves too quick for the derro to see her coming, and before he knows it he's flat on his back.
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Searok nods approvingly at Shaeda and after the room has been searched, moves on to the next one.
Emma has a better eye for baubles it seems, and she estimates that the onyx are worth about 1200 gold sails. The dagger is worth 300, though unlike the gems probably can't be sold for full price.
The room may be wrecked, but there's still quite a bit of salvageable goods. You find enough material to make an Alchemy Lab, 3 doses of vermin repellent, two tanglefoot bags, three doses of poison (labeled as Black Adder venom), and several magical items.
A funnel detects as magical, two vials of a silvery material, and a satchel that seems to be bigger on the inside, and contains five potions and three scrolls.
Trailing behind the others and keeping an eye behind them. Though an empty room is a pleasant surprise. Looking around the room and mumbling, "Something here might be helpful."
Spending a few minuets looking though the items that pinged magical.
Funnel: Hybridization Funnel
2 Vials: Silversheen
3 Potions of: Cure Moderate Wounds
1 Potion of: Lesser Restoration
1 Potion of: Invisibility
2 Scrolls of: False Life
1 Scroll of: Dispel Magic
Shaeda will take a look at the satchel...
It is, naturally, a Handy Haversack.
Shaeda will follow that!
A few dozen meters down the tunnel, it forks north and south. To the south you can hear voices, although too faint to make out what they are saying at this distance.
Searok, looking for someone to punch in the nose, will head to the voices.
The sight Searok is treated to down the hallway is equal parts horrifying and heartbreaking.
This foul-smelling cavern is bordered on three sides by ten foot deep pits. From these pits wafts the rancid smell of sewage and decay. Each pit contains a few heaps of moldy straw, a wooden trough full of dirty water, a few rotting body parts, and a couple of still-living prisoners. Humans, an elf, and even a goblin. They all look filthy and half-starved.
One of the pits is being menaced by a...man? If he's human it's only because that species drew the short straw. Towering and fat with a face so blubbery and deformed that it resembles a melting candle. He's wearing leather armor and gripping a rope in his meaty fist, which he dangles into the pit above the head of a young woman. At the end of the rope is a basket, and as you watch he lowers it a foot or two, only to yank it back up as the woman feebly attempts to leap for it.
"Hurr, hurr. Too slow! Jump better or no eat! Hurr, maybe me not so quick next time if you lift skirt a lit-hurr?"
The ma-individual drops the rope and spins at the sound of footsteps behind him. His next thought takes a second or so to arrive, but eventually makes it. He grins like a rotting jack o' lantern.
"More guests! Cabbagehead's lucky day! You go in pit now, Rolth give big reward!"
If ye call the day ye die lucky, then it be yer lucky day! Searok growls.
Exhaling loudly, "Glad we agree on that."
Wondering what degenerate they had stumbled on Makall prepares himself for the grotesque man's assault.
Searok smiles a wicked grin as he engages Cabbagehead.
Searok brings his hammer down on Cabbagehead's ugly head!
Searok's blow makes the hideous humanoid stumble back, but with a growl he retaliates, kicking out with a club-like foot in a low blow that would be groin level on a human, but is stomach level on a dwarf.
Shaeda moves forward and attempts to trip the beast...
She fails to get her whip to wrap around his blubbery leg.
Tightening her fingers around the hilt of her rapier and cautiously moving into the chamber.
Searok again brings his hammer down upon Cabbagehead.
Still feelin' like it's yer lucky day? he taunts.
Cabbagehead isn't a quick learner, but he's discovering he doesn't like being hit with hammers impressively quickly.
"GNNF. Stupid dwarf! Pit now!"
He repositions himself slightly, then with unexpected speed sumo slams Searok with his massive gut, knocking him back toward one of the pits.
Shaeda will attempt to trip the beast...
Disarm, Trip
What the... Searok says as he takes a five-foot step out of the way. How many times do I have ta hit ye with me hammer for ye to hurry up an die!
Shaeda can't quite pull the massive brute off his feet.
Sucking in a breath when Searok is pushed back. But her attempt to skewer the fat man is a failure. The thin blade sliding across the greasy looking leather covering the man.
Makall completes his spell, calling forth a creature from beyond to aid in the fight.
Makall opens a gate and reflexively puts his hands up to shield his surprised face. From the other side a blast of heat fills the surrounding area as two small balls of fire launch from the gate hitting the ground beside this Cabbagehead individual. Immediately the balls of fire form into a living bonfire as tongues of fire lash out at the creature.
Makall scrambles to pull out his crossbow and load a bolt.
Both of the fiery beings successfully swat the grotesque man, who was needless to say not expecting this. He can't react in time to their blows, and quickly finds himself aflame.
Panicking, Cabbagehead flails around madly, managing to strike one of the elementals almost by accident, but it fights on.
Shaeda will try and trip him again...
Disarm, Trip
She also moves 5' and can now bodyguard both Searok and Emma.
This time the creature is too preoccupied with his combusting flesh to mount a suitable defense, and is forced to his knees.
Jerking back from the living fire and moving around to the other side of the fight. Hoping to get a swing in on the monstrous man but the fear of catching on fire has the blade slapping harmlessly across the leather, again..
Makall tries to let loose a bolt at Cabbagehead.
The two elementals continue to lash out with their flaming tongues.
After the massive brute is forced to his knees, the elementals once again strike him, and he continues to smolder.
Emma fails to strike him, but now his head is at the perfect height for Searok, who smacks him with his hammer, sending him sprawling on the ground, unconscious.
The prisoners in their pits witness the feeling of their tormentor and break out into rapturous cheering and applause.
Shaeda turns to the prisoners, ”are there any more about?”