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Alwen hurls the vial of alchemist's fire at the approaching thing and it shrieks horribly as it bursts into flame! Though it's clothes are alight, the creature does not falter, moving forward to engage the elf. It's claws rake his flesh as the creature shrieks, "Kiss me!"
Chumtooth moves to flank with Satinder and slams his morningstar home, catching the creature in the temple. The blow is solid and there is an audible crack as the creature's neck snaps, but the head merely lolls to one side as it continues its assault. Behind the undead, Satinder feints to strike low, severing the creature's left leg at the knee. It falters, then falls, the unnatural light fading from its eyes.
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Dantes readies his axe as he moves around the tree to a better position to back up Alwen.
"Foul, walking, rottent meat! Your felsh is not fit to feed the worms!
Chumtooth makes no attempt to bite the foul thing.
Bangkha moves up to support Chumtooth, and Cat rushes around, snapping at the creature's ankle.
Satinder looks for an opening, even as she walks past cat and behind the piece of filth screaching at them.
She skewers the woman at the same time as Chumtooth bashes her head in with his morning star.
Satinder grins, and screams in Kuru
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Not wanting to get too close to the creature, Dantes lumbers up next to Bangka and touches him, giving him a surge of strength with his arcane power. +2 strength for next round.
The elf is out of quips for the moment, responding to the threat of the rotting women with a fired arrow, drawing his bow to do so.
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Alwen lets fly an arrow, which embeds itself in the chest of the undead woman, though she seems not to notice.
Chumtooth brains the one that attacked him, but the thing keeps coming, even with half it's grey matter decorating the head of his morning star. That is, until Satinder's rapier pierces her heart from behind. Black ichor flows freely from the wound and the inhuman thing slumps to the ground.
Dantes "powers up" Bangkha and Ayaki's voice continues to provide inspiration for the heroes.
Alwen's opponent stumbles forward, seemingly oblivious to the flames that engulf it's body. It lunges to attack the elf again, but finds that it's scorched feet and legs can no longer support it's body. It collapses in a heap, billowing black smoke.
Chumtooth wrinkles his nose in disgust as he shakes the rancid brain and bone from the head of his morningstar.
"Dark magic and wasted meat. phaw!" he grumbles.
"Burn this place," he says, with no hint at discussion.
"I think perhaps after we take maybe five minutes to search for valuables? Seems like they used to be women of vices, there's got to be a few things that are worth taking with us," Alwen comments, already browsing around the tent area, poking through the nasty bits with an arrow.
Chumtooth shrugs and leaves the tent.
"The walking rotten meat has been beaten," he blandly states to Ayaki.
"The smell inside is foul. Alwen has decided to look for treasure."
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"Well done guys!" Satinder simply states as she wipes the blood of her spear.
"You are right Alwen, let's see if there is something useful in this foul tent before we continue."
Satinde helps Alwen rummage through the filth.
After coming back out, she tries to open a discussion with the group:
"Burning it would be a good thing, but the smoke will be visible a long way ahead of where we go.. What say you, wise advisors?" while petting cat under her chin.
Alwen comes out loaded with the loot, everything that can fit in his hands stowed in his pack and the rest out on display. "A rather fancy wedding dress - surprised it isn't in worse condition," He comments, before tossing Satinder the corset. "A lady must have a trim figure, don't you think?" He asks jovially, before kicking the locked chest.
"Alas, I'm no adept at picking locks. Perhaps one of you can make a go of it. Might be something useful inside. Like rum."
"Smash it, then take what is inside," Chumtooth says, slapping the shaft of his morningstar against his palm.
He eyes the corset disdainfully, and comments
"Others are fools to favor bony females. Bones without flesh are good for nothing but soup."
Satinder laughs at the comment when Alwen hands her the corset, but keeps it none-the-less.
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It takes several minutes, but Satinder is able to pop the lock on the chest. It opens to reveal a half-dozen carefully-packed glass bottles. Each contains a viscous, yellow-brown liquid. Each bottle is labeled with a stylized "A" with a dot where the crossline should be.
"Anyone know what this is?" Satinder says while holding it against the light.
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Umm, Satinder, Do not mess with those bottles, Those are some sort of Alchemist mark I am not sure what they are yet, but I think that we should get these looked at by someone else, that might able to identify them, But I can say that they are Volatile so be careful
Looking around at the bottles closer
Satinder keeps one of the bottles, attaching it firmly to the belt.
Chumtooth takes one of the flasks and places it in his belt pouch.
"All right, Dantes, you keep the others? Let's keep going!"
She turns to Alwen
"You got point!"
Chumtooth picks up his harpoon and waits for the elf to move forward, then follows about three paces behind. He grips the haft of his morning star in his left hand, and holds the harpoon in throwing position over his right shoulder.
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Eventually, the path emerges from the swamp onto a white sand beach. From here you have a clear view of the rocky rise on the west side of the island. The beach is lined with towering palm trees, each around 50 feet high and crowned with a wide canopy of palms and brimming with coconuts. Shattered coconuts litter the beach beneath three of the trees.
Alwen, seeing an opportunity for a mid-mission snack, aims his bow at a cluster of coconuts in a tree before letting loose, hoping to drop a couple of ripe ones for the group. "Hard for us to keep going on an empty stomach, don't you all agree?" He asks them, before glancing at the rocky rise in the west. "Now, if I wanted to get a clear view of the whole island and figure out where some grindylows were keeping my friends, I'd go there."
Satinder nods in approval.
"Sure..." Satinder says while cracking open one of the coconuts Alwen dropped down.
Chumtooth squints his eyes in the bright light of the open beach.
"This island is not big. The rocks Alwen sees will be a good place to see the whole island."
He tries to move into the shade of the tree as much as possible.
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As you recline on the beach, content to feast upon coconuts, there is a stirring in the tree above. From each of four trees, a coconut crab a little larger than a coconut itself scuttles down the palm and advances on the party.
Dantes
Crab 1
Crab 3
Bangkha
Crab 4
Satinder
Ayaki
Crab 2
Alwen
"Huh, I think we pissed off the critters."
Noting the approaching crab, Dantes frown, stands, and pitches his coconut at the closest one.
Improvised weapon, to hit
Damage
"Bugger off!" he calls at it.
Chumtooth tries to crush one of the crabs with his morningstar.
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Chumtooth easily crushes one of the crabs with his morningstar, while Dantes flings a coconut at one, but the nut merely bounces harmlessly off the creature's shell. One of the remaining creatures (#3) moves forward to engage the kuru, attacking clumsily with a claw and missing.
Dantes
Crab 3
Bangkha
Crab 4
Satinder
Ayaki
Crab 2
Alwen
Crab 2 = 5
Crab 3 = 5
Crab 4 = 5
Sattinder steps next to Chumtooth, and readies for when one of the creaures steps into reach. She is wielding her boarding speak.
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Bangkha whistles at Cat and steps up to meet the attackers.
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Satinder joins Chumtooth as Bangkha steps forward and dispatches one of the crabs. The one that had not moved steps into Satinder's readied attack and Chumtooth easily dispatches the remaining one with a blow from his heel.
From here, the trail continues south towards an overgrown, but obviously once-cultivated field, and west, heading up the side of the hilly rise towards what appears to be a small fort.
Chumtooth scoops up one of the smashed crabs and proceeds to pull and eat the soft meat from inside its shell, as the party walks.
At bottom of the hill, he squints and puts a hand over his eyes as a shade.
"There is a big hut with a fence. It may be a place where the females are being kept."