In an instant, you all see Oleksandr appear next to the orc captain. His hand is grasping the ram's horn. The orc captain exclaims in surprise.
Oleksandr deftly grabs the horn. The orc captain roars at him, "You will never leave this room! You will never tell the Great Ulfe what I have done!" He points at Jorlitharr, remembering his last words. "I will kill you all and take everything you have for my own!"
"Oh you're right about that. You'll be taking what I got."
Jorlitharr clamps his jaw and bears his teeth.
"Finally!"
Orcs:
Thravum leaps forward to the Rukkh's left and past the startled Grushnak trying to bury his spear in the Orc Captain's guts.
"waste of damned beer"
The orc captain staggers and falls to one knee. He growls angrily and looks up at the dwarf, spitting blood at him.
Olias casts Dissonant Whispers on the orc nearest the door we came in.
Bonus action: Olias whistles a tune to inspire Oleksander with bardic inspiration.
Olias backs into the corner of the room. (sorry for not posting this all in one message).
The orc closest to the door gasps and clutches at his head, tearing at his ears and scraggly hair.
He shakes his head wildly and screeches.
Oleksandr tucks the horn under his arm like a football and (very bravely) runs to the other end of the room.
The orc closest to the door turns and runs out of the open door and up the dark passage where you came from.
The captain yells, "Coward! Thrak, get over here!" He then takes his javelin, still kneeling on the ground, and thrusts at Thravum in the parallel spot that Thravum hit him.
The orc by the torch drops the boots he has been holding and dashes forward towards Thravum, who attacked his captain, with his javelin poised to attack. As his foot touches the greased area, he slips sideways.
He falls, and crawls towards his captain. Once close enough he stabs at Thravum.
The javelin pierces Thravum's knee. The orc pulls it out and is ready to strike again.
Grushnak watches this in front of him and finds some sort of inner courage. "Filty Northerner!" he yells, jumping at the orc stabbing at Thravum.
Rukkh takes off after the escaping orc, drawing his sword.
Rukkh takes off after the escaping orc, drawing his sword.
Jorlitharr surveys the battlefield quickly making a somewhat frustrated grimace. He hurls a stone from his palm over Ruhhk's head aiming for the fleeing orc.
Seeing the orc crumble to the ground he jogs across the room.
Jorlitharr's rock travels over the shoulder of Rukkh and hits the orc just in the right spot on the head. The orc, still clutching his ears, collapses in the hallway.
Thravum is cursing loudly and unleashes a flurry of thrusts at the Captain's eyes and throat.
"Orcish bastards... Rusty... Only good... Dead..."
First attack:
Bonus attack:
Olias aims for the Orc Captain and shoots his crossbow.
After Thravum's firstattack, the orc captain falls to the ground. Completely dead.
Olias' bolt sails close to the prone orc's head but misses.
Oleksandr stands over the prone orc. He points his staff at him and launches a firebolt.
The orc gasps and burns. He falls unconscious, still smoldering.
Oleksandr turns the horn over in his hands examining it.
Rukkh tries to open the large door.
Oleksandr turns the horn over in his hands examining it.
You don't detect any magic. This is a horn from some sort of mountain goat's head, about eight inches long, and completely hollow.
Rukkh tries to open the large door.
Rukkh tries to open the large door.
[dice=strength check] 1d20+3Rukkh tries to open the large door.
The door doesn't budge.
Assuming we don't hear anything coming after us up the stairs he'll say to Thravum in Dwarven: "You mind keeping watch here at the top of the stairs while I get these orcs out of the halls of our ancestors?"
Jorlitharr will look over the bodies for anything interesting, then begin removing them from the hall through the way we came in. When he sees Ruhhk: "Are you alright? You seem to be acting strange... We might be able to open this door together."
Jorlitharr will rub his hand against the floor near the door and mold the floor so its angled just slightly towards the door allowing Ruhhk and him to get more leverage and be able to push with our legs more without our feet sliding out from under us. This change will last one hour.
Assuming we don't hear anything coming after us up the stairs he'll say to Thravum in Dwarven: "You mind keeping watch here at the top of the stairs while I get these orcs out of the halls of our ancestors?"
Jorlitharr will look over the bodies for anything interesting, then begin removing them from the hall through the way we came in. When he sees Ruhhk: "Are you alright? You seem to be acting strange... We might be able to open this door together."
"I don't want ta get trapped down here. There should be a ready way out. Help me wi' this door."
Assuming we don't hear anything coming after us up the stairs he'll say to Thravum in Dwarven...
Jorlitharr will look over the bodies for anything interesting, then begin removing them from the hall through the way we came in.
Assuming we don't hear anything coming after us up the stairs he'll say to Thravum in Dwarven: "You mind keeping watch here at the top of the stairs while I get these orcs out of the halls of our ancestors?"
Jorlitharr will look over the bodies for anything interesting, then begin removing them from the hall through the way we came in. When he sees Ruhhk: "Are you alright? You seem to be acting strange... We might be able to open this door together."
"I don't want ta get trapped down here. There should be a ready way out. Help me wi' this door."
"Not a bad idea.
We could prop the door open too...you alright? You're not used to be so cramped I bet. You like wide open spaces. I understand."
Assuming we don't hear anything coming after us up the stairs he'll say to Thravum in Dwarven: "You mind keeping watch here at the top of the stairs while I get these orcs out of the halls of our ancestors?"
Jorlitharr will look over the bodies for anything interesting, then begin removing them from the hall through the way we came in. When he sees Ruhhk: "Are you alright? You seem to be acting strange... We might be able to open this door together."
"I don't want ta get trapped down here. There should be a ready way out. Help me wi' this door."
"Not a bad idea.
We could prop the door open too...you alright? You're not used to be so cramped I bet. You like wide open spaces. I understand."
[dice=Strength (with advantage from having a slanted platform for our feet maybe?)] 1d20+0
[dice=Strength (with advantage from having a slanted platform for our feet maybe?)] 1d20+0
The doors wiggle a little but still don't open. You feel like if one more person helped to push on the ramp that the doors would open.
Assuming we don't hear anything coming after us up the stairs he'll say to Thravum in Dwarven...
Jorlitharr will look over the bodies for anything interesting, then begin removing them from the hall through the way we came in.
Jorlitharr will stuff these things into the saddlebags (he'll bury the javelins and hide armor with the bodies) he's carrying and fill the party in on what he found. He'll return the boots to Olias.
...fill the party in on what he found...
Oleksandr looks to Grushnak and gestures towards the goat horn.
Still speaking in elven:
"You fought well. You are not only Grushnak the Smart but clearly Grushnak the Brave as well. You seemed alarmed to see this horn. What did the captain use it for?"
The ring glows with magic.
[dice=door]1d20+3 [dice=advantage]1d20+3
With the help of the ramp and Jorlitharr, Rukkh pushes open the doors. Sunlight streams in. You see the orc guards standing down a-ways. Myra is perched over the door. Everything looks normal outside.
"We could prop the door open too...you alright? You're not used to be so cramped I bet. You like wide open spaces. I understand."
"Can you jam it open with your earth magic?"
"Liars and Murderers! You have had your last night of peaceful sleep. I will hunt you down!"
"You fought well. You are not only Grushnak the Smart but clearly Grushnak the Brave as well. You seemed alarmed to see this horn. What did the captain use it for?"
Grushnak points a long, clawed finger at the horn. "Horn of alarm would have called all of the orcs in the cave to here. Many to fight. Grushnak and new friends would surely have been killed!" He walks to the descending staircase and listens.
"Do not hear any orcs coming. Grushnak the brave lead party to the Great Ulfe now? No orc captain to block the way!"
Rukkh starts running south.