Barundar roars in outrage at Lann falling again; knowing the danger his friend is in, he swings the ball of his weapon around again, hoping this time he will be able to damage through the lizard's thick skin.
Combat Round 11
Daenal double moves into position to strike next turn.
Victrix moves to Lann and drags him away.
Barundar attacks the lizard but is unsuccessful.
Aravashnial The lizard, how large is it?
Horgus Big enough to eat you elf. Now, shut up.
Anevia fires her bow, grimacing in pain.
Lizard moves up, provoking attacks from Daenal and Barundar both of whom miss and the Lizard bites at Daenal hitting for and
Lann [-4/15, prone] lies there, unconsciously willing the party to victory!
Belledonna
Konny
Brighton
Cultist
Konny moves between the lizard and Lann and attacks the creature.
Brighton, looking back at the three hurt or useless people and then back at Konny shakes his head. "Father Torag, forge for these folk a hardiness and renewed vigor that only the mending strike of your hammer can."
Combat Round 11
Daenal double moves into position to strike next turn.
Victrix moves to Lann and drags him away.
Barundar attacks the lizard but is unsuccessful.
Aravashnial The lizard, how large is it?
Horgus Big enough to eat you elf. Now, shut up.
Anevia fires her bow, grimacing in pain.
Lizard moves up, provoking attacks from Daenal and Barundar both of whom miss and the Lizard bites at Daenal hitting for 5.
Lann [-4/15, prone] lies there, unconsciously willing the party to victory!
Belledonna
Konny swings and misses.
Brighton heals everyone for 1.
Combat Round 12
Daenal backs up and hits the lizard for 14.
Victrix
Barundar
Aravashnial
Horgus
Anevia
Lizard
Lann [-4/15, prone]
Belledonna
Konny
Brighton
Victrix's arms and legs burn with fatigue, and every part of her hurts. She refocuses on the lizard after dragging the unconscious Lann to safety.
She moves around behind the two paladins in order to get a better angle of attack on the lizard. Her muscles tense up as she brings her mace down with both hands.
Combat Round 12
Daenal backs up and hits the lizard for 14.
Victrix smacks the Lizard killing it
Barundar
Aravashnial
Horgus
Anevia
Lizard
Lann [-4/15, prone]
Belledonna
Konny
Brighton
Combat Over....for now.
Victrix grins as the lizard finally goes down.
Panting, she slumps against the wall.
"Bloody 'ell... that could've gone better, I think." She looks at her mace. This certainly put in work. It's worth its weight in gold, I think.
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Daenal goes up to Lan and gives him 2 shots of Lay On hands.
Afterwards, they give a short prayer for the slain.
Victrix bows her head as Daenal begins praying.
...could this have been avoided? Maybe. Maybe not. No point lingering on it now. More could be coming.
She rises to her feet, still hurting a bit.
Once Lann comes back around, she walks over to him.
"'Ow yeh feelin', Lann?"
Lann regains consciousness as Daenal heals him. Awwww, owww. I thank you Daenal.
To Victrix he says I am wounded but thanks to you Crusaders I am alive. My failures mount...do you perhaps have advice for a young warrior?
Horgus says caustically Yeah, don't let the large reptiles eat you.
Aravashnial says cheerily Would someone examine the reptiles genitalia for me, if it has some then it wouldn't be infected with Abyssal energy, everyone knows that such energy affects these things.
Anevia rolls her eyes at the two Could I perhaps get some of those arrows that the female was carrying?
Victrix chuckles. "That's a start, 'Orgus. Another bit of advice would be 'don't get yehrself surrounded if yeh can 'elp it.'" She helps Lann back to his feet.
She winces, but keeps her chin up. Shrugging her shoulders, she decides to humor Aravashnial--she walks over to the dead lizard and lifts its tail up.
She's puzzled by the creature's anatomy. "...I don't know what ta tell yeh, Aravashnial. I can't tell 'f it was a boy or a girl."
"By Torag's beard, ah wis fightin' na better than a newborn calf thare." Barundar muses in a low voice, frowning as he looks down at the ball end of his dorn dergar, held aloft in one hand. He is clearly distraught by his lackluster performance in that fight.
"Well...I am glad we ur none th' worse fur wear overall. Mah apologies fur bein' sae ineffective in th' battle, mah friens. Ah wis nae any protection tae ony o' ye. "
Victrix shrugs. "Eh, we all 'ave our off days. Besides, there will always be next toime, roight?"
"I feel almost like a cow in a slaughterhouse. Unless any of you have better idea to help me, I will drink the cure potion we found searching the dead cultists before meeting the Chief."
He takes the potion and unless someone helps him or objects he drinks it.
Then he turns to Belledonna.
"Desna weeps, why have you put us down, girlie? Do not try to pretend it was not you. I know your penchant for sleeping spells. Till a moment ago, I assumed you will be using it just to avoid combat with critters. But to make your fellow travelers sleep during a fight is mighty stupid. What led you to do that, girlie?"
"Praise the Father of Creation we were not undone just there! It seems I may be forced to use this tool of creation for destruction in the future if these events are any indication. Forgive me for my future Torag." Brighton is obviously shaken by the amount of blood and violence surrounding the group.
Victrix looks over at Belledonna as Konny starts lecturing her.
"Eh, it's kinda my fault too. I charged in where she was plannin' ta cast, an' got caught in it." She sighs and leans against the wall.
She looks at Brighton as he prays to Torag. "That's certain. But per'aps, since weh've smacked 'em around a bit, we'll be able ta get through without more blood. They moight respect strength enough ta let us through..."
...but I'm not holding out much hope, especially in our condition.
"Do I tell you your best actions are stupid when they turn out not to work? As the rash one said, I warned her of where my...
spell, would strike. But any warning I might give you would also warn the enemy would it not?" Belladonna returns Konny glare for glare.
Konny stares up at Belledonna. "Oh, the difference is my stupid actions do not put you down to sleep in the middle of the damn fight. What good does your spell do when it does not affect the enemy but hinders yor allies? You know, uncle Anvil always said, just because you are able to do something, it does not mean you should do it all the time. And I agree. But anyway, all I am saying is - you might be more careful next time, girlie. If you do not want to get us all killed, that's it."
Konny looks through the loot gained from the fight.
One more potion cannot hurt... He drinks one of the potions labeled Cure Light Wounds.
"Anybody wants anything from these guys?" he says
Victrix puts a hand to her side as a lance of pain shoots through her ribs.
Yep, something's broken there.
"Oi, Konny, could yeh spare a potion? I kinda need it roight now..."
"Sure thing, they are not mine only anyway." Konny smiles and hands Victrix two cure potions.
"Thanks." Victrix grins, then knocks the potions back.
The first one fixes the pains in her ribs, and the second one takes care of some of the scythe wounds. She's still rather battered, but looking much healthier.
"Tastes loike victory."
Brighton looks back and forth at the arguing pair after he acknowledges Victrix's statement. "Uncle Anvil should have also passed along the adages to 'Measure twice and cut once' or 'A poor craftsman is the one who blames his tools'."
"'Teina o Matua' paepae kia haere hoki ki tona patupatua e..." Belladonna mutters to herself as she examines their immediate surroundings.
Victrix sighs in resignation and looks at the ceiling for a bit before readying her mace again. She moves to follow Belledonna in case something tries to attack her.
H1 seems to be a guard post of sorts, complete with barricades.
Barricades made of heaped loose rocks and wooden boards bisect this cavern. Beyond the barricades, a wooden screen covers the lower half of a tunnel mouth.
H2 looks to be a living area, there are crude cots and the remains of a fire present.
The lingering smells of cooked meat and rank bodies hang in the air. Ten bedrolls, each piled with coarse blankets and animal furs, surround a fire pit filled with glowing goals. Tanned hides hang stretched on the walls, each crudely painted with scenes of deformed humanoids hunting giant vermin in caves.
H10 is a slightly better looking living area. The Cultists that stayed there kept the place tidy and free of debris. Thier gear was well cared for and the area looked to be well kept.
The worked stone walls of this large room hold a number of shelves, each of which display the preserved bodies of dire rats, bats, rock vipers, cave lizards, and other creatures that pose in eerie stillness. A pair of bedrolls have been laid out to the southeast.
In H10 I incorrectly labeled the map "down" the ladder there leads upward.
With nothing to offer the group for the present, Barundar simply moves along with them, looking around and trying to observe as much about their surroundings as he can.
Returning to the common room in which all the others are gathered. "That way has what looks like a crawlspace up & a door to the side. Do we risk either of those or check these," pointing to the two doors in the common room, "first?"
You have glimpsed inside those rooms, enough to know they are there, but you have not searched through them.
yep
As Victrix walks with Belledonna, the silence becomes a little uncomfortable for her liking.
"So... 'ow'd yeh discover yeh could use magic?" She asks, hoping to make conversation.
Brighton sniffs the air cautiously. "What do you think the meat is they were cooking? Torag knows I could use a bite."
"Best to consume naught you are unaware of the provenance." Belladonna responds to Brighton's comment as she hands him another handful of the pemmican she has been sharing for the last few days.
"I roto i tenei wahi kanga e kore ko te wa ki te korero o toku whakama koa." She adds in reply to Victrix' query.
Victrix nods at Belledonna, cringing slightly.
She also mentally kicks herself for bringing it up.
Forgot that magic that you don't ask the gods for tends to cause more trouble than its worth. Bloody hell, I've been away from home for too long.
H3 looks to be a pantry A rack of hooks hangs from the ceiling, cured slabs of meat dangling from them and filling the room with a smoky aroma. A group of barrels appears to hold other preserved foodstuffs.
H5 looks like a trash pit This narrow hallway slopes downward steeply. The walls are stained with foul - smelling streaks of refuse. A mound of rotting garbage lies heaped at the far end of the hallway.
"Brighton, I have a lot of food with me. I was prepared to set off for a crusade so I bought food aplenty." Konny hands over some jerky, bread and fruits.
Belladonna moves into the larder, sniffing, rubbing & examining the meat & other foodstuffs. "It...
seems hale. Likely it was what they ate themselves." Her expression screws up in contemplation. "I'm of more than one mind about eating it however..."
Stepping back out to the others, she gazes back & forth between the options available to them. "I don't like leaving possible hiding places for enemies behind us. We should be certain none conceal themselves below before continuing above." Indicating the Southernmost door & the chambers beyond with an inclination of her head as she states her case.
"A sound plan. We shuid mak' sure that th' place is completely free o' oor enemies afore we press tae th' future."
Victrix nods and proceeds to check out the other rooms. Her fatigue has been shaken off... she should be in good enough condition to hold her own.
Belledonna checks the pantry and everything looks "normal" until Lann takes a look and cries out in horror Those...those monsters eat First Ones! he points to a rack of cured ribs that looks vaguely...humanoid. Lann retches on the ground and stifles a groan of pain from his wounds. Daenal lays hands on Lann healing him for .
Victrix pales. "Oh. Lovely."
Wow. Demon worship, cannibalism and rampant bloodlust. Not a lot of standards here, is there?