Taya shrugs off the winter fey's cold and stabs back.
If the atomie swings back at her she will attempt to parry and riposte.
With the opening Frjya swung at the [ooc]red[/oo] atomie before her.
Striking the Atomie before Tayanalla and herself down, Frjya let out a small surprised chuckle, she didn't think that would work. She looked to Tayanalla and said "Help my brother please."
Trying to keep as much cover as she could Kleora raised her crossbow, taking aim not at the atomie but at the singing bard. She hadn't wanted to hurt the cruelly beautiful creature as she figured there were far more enjoyable things she'd like to do to her, but it seemed she'd have little choice. Kleora pulled the trigger and sent a bolt leaping out at the singing woman.
Freyr gritted his teeth as the cold needle slashed across his cheek. The tiny blade hardly hurt, but the unnatural cold was significantly more troublesome. He wiped the forming frost from his injury and raised his black iron blade to swing down at his attacker with his full strength.
Tayanalla again misses with her attack after shrugging off the stab.
Frjya brings down the closest attacker.
Freyr takes out the last of the Atomie with a fairly viscous strike.
Kelora is torn about her action but fires a bolt at the bard the grazes her arm. The bard immediatly falls to her knees wide eyed.
"Look.... I have not choice. Just let me go. I should not have tried that scream thing." She looks around at each of you. "I don't care about Radosek really, its just coin right."
Bold may act
Round 1
Freyr, Frjya, Tayanalla, Kleor
Red, Blue, Mierul
Day 4 - 2:30pm
-5 Degrees
20” Snow -[u] Stat Tracker [/u]
Global Combat Condition: NONE |Freyr HP: 27/29 - AC: 17/15/12 Status:
Tayanalla HP: 16/18 - AC: 18/14/14 Status:
Kleora HP: 10/10 - AC: 12/12/10 Status:
Frjya HP: 11/12 - AC: 16/14/12 Status: MAGE ARMOR________________________________
Red HP: 2/9 AC: 17/17/14 -2 on saves
Blue HP: 9/9 AC: 17/17/14
Mierul Ardelain HP: 28/29 AC: 16/13/13
Taya jumps off the table and points her rapier at the bard's throat.
"No sudden moves!" she demands.
"You always have a choice." Frjya said as she came around the table to joined them on the other side. "You only knee because you realize that you are our matched." She added as she stepped up. "Say we did let you go, that we let you leave here, where would you go? What would you do?"
"Nothing really ties me here. I go and will cause no trouble. Maybe north some, people always want a tale and those with my skills can always earn some gold."
She looks at each of you.
"Your certainly formidable. I do not know if it will help you, they are pretty worked up about a Black Rider. Not my business."
"If you hold no love for this place why not fight against them?" Frjya asked. "Are you content with how everything is? Do you not want a left where you do not have to fear speaking to the wrong person in the wrong tone?" Frjya added as she stepped up further. "Would you fight for a better future?"
Freyr raises an eyebrow at his sister, but says nothing as she begins to make her pitch.
The bard looks thoughtful and nods before smiling.
"Not really my thing sweetie. A quick gain might be worth a fight but really, I have no desire to be bloodied no matter the cause."
"Give us any healing magic you have and we'll let you leave with your life and the rest of your goods." Taya says.
Frjya nodded almost dismissively. "Do as Tayanalla asks, and we will let you go. But, should I find you harming the innocent or facing against us again... I will have no choice but to remove you from the equation." She said, though she obviously wasn't too happy about that fact.
Kleora stood down as the forlarren Mierul surrendered and observed her thoughtfully. She wasn't keen on leaving an enemy behind them alive but she also knew that it might not be as bad as it seemed. She disliked killing fey, it's not like they died permanently but it still was an unpleasant prospect to have to reincarnate and regain all the power that you lost. Kleora watched closely to determine if she was being truthful or not with this surrender.
"Great except I don't have any healing magics. I an offer this." She hands over a potion of Cure Moderate and a potion of Undetectable Alignment. "One is not healing but it shows me good faith for not being killed. Now I am going to get our of here quick I think."
That settled you find nothing of use in the room but you can listen at the five different exits.
1 - Some activity and the siblings know that this leads to the kitchen.
2 - Leads to the conservatory and you hear nothing
3 - Mirrored Hall, again nothing to hear
4 - Library and someone is moving about
5 - Leads to a hallway
What will you do?
Taya steps forward and collects the two potions.
"Now, get yourself gone...." she glares at the bard.
After she is gone and we listen at the potential exits:
"Library?" she suggests with a shrug.
As Mierul went to leave Kleora said to her, "I'd stay away from anything that gets you into combat Mierul, you're not suited for it." She smiled slyly as she continued, "But if you want work the green mother appreciates beautiful people a great deal as well as the ability to handle secrets. I might be able to help you enter into her services if you desire it." Kleora made a gesture of reverence to the Green Mother then let Mierul go on her way.
As the discussion turned to where to go next Kleora nodded in agreement and said, "The library sounds like as good a place as any."
Freyr shrugs at Taya's pragmatism. Letting someone who knew what they were up to go probably wasn't the best idea they'd ever had, but they didn't have a lot of options other than execution and that seemed... excessive. "I would stay away from other winter witches entirely for a while. A few months maybe. You don't want to be involved in what's coming." The guardian sighs as the fey leaves and they set about moving forward through the tower. "As long as we avoid the mirrors where they can watch us and set up an ambush, we can go anywhere. Just stay on guard because there are plenty more defenders here than just a few minor fey. In fact, you should probably let me go first."
"Fine by me. Lead the way." Taya responds to Freyr.
"Normally I'd say we should just go right to the problem, but if those remaining in the tower could try and come after us... Then going through it all is a good idea." Frjya agreed with a nod. "To the Library then."
Freyr opens the double doors which are not locked, why would they be really your inside a stronghold. Floor-to-ceiling bookshelves line the walls of this sprawling chamber. An ornate wooden table, covered with open texts and lit candles, and six chairs sit in the middle of the room. A massive mirror hangs on the western wall.
Following her mother’s example, Nazhena maintains an expansive library of collected lore here. The books cover such varied topics as Golarion history, the Great Beyond, and bestiaries on dragons, fey, and magical beasts of the icy north.
The tower is currently occupied by one ulfen guard who the siblings recognize as Captain Hestrigh Orlov who signs as she draws out her great-sword.
"So you just keep coming. If you had just run off.... well not matter this will be as far as you go I think." She looks at Tayanalla and Kleora while shaking her head. "You two should have stayed where it was warm."
With that she moves to make sure you advance no further into the tower.
Bold may act
Round 1
Tayanalla, Freyr
Captain Hestrigh
Frjya, Kleora
Day 7 - 2:30pm
-5 Degrees[u] Stat Tracker [/u]
Global Combat Condition: NONE |Freyr HP: 27/29 - AC: 17/15/12 Status:
Tayanalla HP: 17/18 - AC: 18/14/14 Status:
Kleora HP: 10/10 - AC: 12/12/10 Status:
Frjya HP: 12/12 - AC: 16/14/12 Status: MAGE ARMOR________________________________
Captain Hestrigh HP: X/X AC: X/X/X
Freyr's mouth tightens into a thin, hard line as the captain turns out to be the sole inhabitant of the library. He had actually sort of liked her during their short time at the tower. She was a no nonsense sort of person that he could get along with. "Sister, you are starting to rub off on me and I don't like it." Freyr draws his sword and takes a defensive position. "You don't have to pick a fight here," he says evenly as he readies himself in case she doesn't feel like talking.
Keeping her rapier ready in her right hand, Taya pulls a potion of Cure Light Wounds out of her belt pouch with her left, pops the top off with her thumb, and throws it back.
She smiles.
"I guess that is it then."
She whispers a spell and starts to grow as she knocks a table and some chairs out of the way becoming a much larger, and stronger, opponent.
"Things have changed quickly and you, good hearted relatives, are on the wrong side of history."
Bold may act
Round 1/2
Tayanalla, Freyr
Captain Hestrigh
Frjya, Kleora
Day 7 - 2:30pm
-5 Degrees[u] Stat Tracker [/u]
Global Combat Condition: NONE |Freyr HP: 27/29 - AC: 17/15/12 Status:
Tayanalla HP: 18/18 - AC: 18/14/14 Status:
Kleora HP: 10/10 - AC: 12/12/10 Status:
Frjya HP: 12/12 - AC: 16/14/12 Status: MAGE ARMOR________________________________
Captain Hestrigh HP: X/X AC: X/X/X EnlargePerson
'I do, thank you for trying brother'
"Are we?" Frjya asked with a raised eyebrow. "Something had delayed my grandmother's return. The black rider is dead. Yet even know all of that I remember my history. The history of those who stood against Baba Yaga, and none of them remain. She turned her own daughter to stone." Frjya reminded the Captian. "I beg you to rethink this, you are out numbered, and on the wrong side. But that doesn't mean you have to remain that way."
Taya moves up, casts Shocking Grasp , and activates Spell Dance with an arcane pool point.
"I suppose we'll just have to disagree then." Freyr steps in closer and brings his sword around in a heavy arc, slashing at her with a powerful blow.
Kleora it is on you.
Kleora knew this fight was going to be ugly and that it was time to let loose with evverything she had. She made sure she got close enough as she focused her mind and then sent a blast of negativity into her enemies mind.
Fryha makes it easier to affect Captaion Orlov which is followed by Kleora giving her pretty bad luck.
Tayanalla casts a spell and Freyr steps up and misses with his sword.
"Disagree? The power of the white dragon is in my veins, there is no disagree. You most be removed so I can be complete."
Some of you would know she never sears armor but keeps Mage Armor active at most time.
Stepping in she swings in a great overhand blow at Freyr with her great swords. The sword connects with a meaty thud!
Bold may act
Round 2/3
Tayanalla, Freyr
Captain Hestrigh
Frjya, Kleora
Day 7 - 2:30pm
-5 Degrees[u] Stat Tracker [/u]
Global Combat Condition: NONE |Freyr HP: 17/29 - AC: 17/15/12 Status:
Tayanalla HP: 18/18 - AC: 18/14/14 Status:
Kleora HP: 10/10 - AC: 12/12/10 Status:
Frjya HP: 12/12 - AC: 16/14/12 Status: MAGE ARMOR________________________________
Captain Hestrigh HP: 38/38 AC: 17/12/15 EnlargePerson
Taya dodges in to strike at the enlarged foe.
She jumps up on the table to get closer.
Then she stabs with her rapier, delivering the Shocking Grasp with the tip of her blade!
Seeing how easily her spell seemed to affect the captain Kleora cast another. She knew she needed to be careful or she would run out of power quickly but this one needed to go down quickly. Her mind lashed out and slammed thoughts of vicious thorny vines and the despair of pain into her opponent's mind..
Freyr had learned not to scream a long time ago, but the feeling of a greatsword hacking straight through his chainmail and tearing across his shoulder nearly drew one out regardless. He tried to ignore the blood dripping down his chest as he raised his sword to retaliate. There were too many people behind him for him to let the guard captain through. She would carve Kleora and Fryja to pieces if he broke.
Frjya glare at the guard captain, who dared to harm her brother. "Tit for tat." She muttered, this time her power drained away the woman's defense.
Frjya makes the enlarged woman smaller and mutters as she does so.
Freyr connects with an attack of his own at the same time as a brutal pain rips though the brain of their opponent.
Tayanall leaps over the table and stabs forward, her blade cracking with electricity. The blade is true and slides straight though the heart of the former head of the guard as the electricity causes her heart to explode inside her chest.
She slumps to the ground clearly well past help.
+300xp, Elixer of Fire Breathing, 2 potions of cure light, scroll magic weapon, Cloak of Resistance +1, teleporter key and MW Greatsword, MW thwrowing ax and 65gp
So what are you doing now?
Taya wipes the blood off of her rapier with a cloth.
"That big girl looked like she was going to be a handfull." Taya says.
"Did you two know her? Sorry if you wanted to take her alive, but she seemed too dangerous to mess around with."
"She was the captain of the guard here. She was one of the few we actually interacted with while here..." Frjya explained. "No I know you're right... If we'd have taken her alive she'd of just fought through the whole way."
She walked over and picked up teleporter key. "We're gonna need this." She she took one of the potions and handed it to her brother. "You should drink this now. You took a hard hit."
"Is there anything anyone else wants?"
"I can use that scroll," Taya says, "But you should take that cloak." she answers Frjya.
"Maybe Kleora should take the fire breath elixer."
Freyr pops the cork on the bottle his sister offers him and downs it without a word, feeling the liquid heat surge through him as his wounds start to close. "She was dedicated to her job. If she wasn't going to talk to start, we weren't going to get her to stand down at all."
"I'll use the cloak then. Thank you." Frjya said with a nod before she picked up the cloak and tried it on. "We have another potion if you need it brother." She added. "Unless someone else needs it?"
"Freyr can have it." Taya says.
"He took quite a hit from that big sword."
"Which way from here?" she asks.
Kleora nodded and took the elixer from Frjya, "Of course." She hoped she wouldn't be close enough to be able to use it but it was smart to be prepared. Once all the injuries were dealt with Kleora looked exectantly at Frjya and Freyr in response to Tayanalla's question.
"Well that depends. Do you want to see the rest of this floor or go up another level?" She asked. "We might be able to find someone who will help us." She optimistically stated.
Frjya opened the doors she stood next to. "Either way, we can start here." She said.
Taya joins Frjya and helps open the door.
Freyr considers his wounds for a few moments and tests his range of movement. The pain of the sword wound across his chest makes him wince and he takes the second potion from his sister's hand. "I believe that would be for the best." He pops the cork with one thumb and downs the healing elixir before taking his spot at the front of the group again and going to the door across the hall. "Let's clear this floor first. I'd rather not get ambushed on the way out."