"What the bloody hell is going on in there? I swear there was something more than just voices Allan. I'm going to go check it out. You stay here."
You hear the door starting to become unbarred...
Kharn quickly thinks of something to say to keep the guard from coming in.
"Quick guardsman come in here. I think I may have just $h*t myself, and I need you to clean it up. Oh gods it's everywhere, and the smell! That could kill an elephant! Somebody come over here, and clean up this god awful mess!"
"Mitra's Name! Allan I'm not going to clean that up. You g$# d#!ned a%$@#*%*! You know we are going to leave you in there in your own shyte. It better not smell when I get in there. Or someones going to get a rap on the feet wit me club."
The Guard opens the door and let's out a short gasp, all he is able to see is Kharn rubbing his wrists and ankles. Only one word escapes his lips at this time, "Eh?!..."
Vlad tries to break his bonds as Argan fails to pick them but is unable to do so.. He watches on as the guards enter the room..
Even with the guard coming in, Argan keep working on Vladamir's manacles, trying to draw the attention of the guards to their cell. (surprise round)
Zephys whirls as the door cracks open. He raises an arm and hisses a strange phrase. A ball of dark red energy flies across the cell striking the surprised guardsman in the face.
Well the locks are all similar so after picking one you will get an additional +2 to the roll and yes the DC is a 20. I will count the check for picking both the hand clasps and the foot clasps
Kharn quickly runs towards the guard with the dagger ready.
Vladamir tried again to break free of his bonds, some blood starts to trickle down his wrists from the effort. At the time all he can do is watch the events unfolding in front of him.
The guardsman coming into the cell block immediately realizes what exactly is going on..a jailbreak. He quickly yelps at his fellow guard, "Oh by Mitra's blessing! Allan get the horn! They are free!" After yelling that out several flashes caress his face and singe some hairs. The guard sees the wild man of hair and primal vigor come tearing towards him when his eyes come back to focus after the barrage of magic. He cannot let this beast of a man get free or it would be his head on the block next. He took a small step back to put himself between the door and the rushing fiend and drew is sword.
The other guard did not take the words spoken lightly. He scrambled to his feet and stumbled to the table across the room, where the signal horn laid. As soon as he laid his hands on the horn to notify the rest of the prison guard of the situation at hand. At that moment Eryan slid past the threshold of the door with his fingers glowing. The horn itself starts to glow with the fires of a forge.
"Yeargha!!!" The guard screams in anguish as the horn turns red hot within his grasp. He threw the horn to the ground, with the feint smell of burnt flash hanging in the air.
Kharn runs silently after the man who is trying to get back to Allan, and tries to stab him in the back.
Kharn missed with the dagger probably due to being slightly embarrassed about the lie he had just told.
"Stop moving!"
Argan tries to release Vladamir's shackles as soon as he can and handles him the dagger.
Although focused on the task at hand, he calls out to the Ogre:
"Grumblejack! When I release you, will you be my friend?"
Grumblejack says in a manner that seems almost brimming with anticipation. "Grumblejack smash little 'uns that hurt grumble jack. Not little 'uns that told Grumblejack they would free Grumblejack. "
Zephys rushes out of the open cell door and out into the hallway.
As Argan finally manages to open his bindings he stands up showing fangs..
Vlad stands bearing his fangs and move 30' out into the hall(18)..
Vlad will double move and be alonside Kharn, ready to grab the man we he tries to run..
Vlad gets up beside Zephys and snarls at the guard, baring fangs..
Glad that the guard had been forced to drop the horn Eryan focuses on keeping it from his grasp. He lifts it into the air with a hand gesture till it is against the ceiling.
The guard outside the door facing Kharn holds his ground, scoffing Kharn for the weapon that he was using. "Oi, I think I may just have to chop your hand off to make you drop that now. Wouldn't I." He wields his sword and strikes back at the barbarian with a true purpose...To stop them. He also advances ever so slightly towards the door on his back side.
The hit barely connects and leaves a notch upon Kharn's forearm. He curses under his breath. I should have sharpened this thing this morning.
The other unfortunate guard was the victim of the tricks of Eryan. Holding his hands wincing from the severe burns that he had acquired. Regardless he only saw one person near him, and in conclusion he probably thought to get rid of the source of the trickery. "Brath, the bastard has gone and made the horn float! I can't reach it! Plus there is one at the door!" Following his panicked statement he moves toward Eryan and draws his sword to attack.
Kharn looks down at the blood welling up from the cut.
"You're going to regret guard."
Kharn quickly runs past the man trying to cover Eryan's back.
DC 15
Kharn smiles as slices into the guard with his dagger.
"Who's cutting off what now?"
Argan sees Vladamir rushes after the guards and follows as fast as he can.
Kharn's Dagger comes down swiftly, puncturing the mans throat. He falls to the ground gasping for air, dropping his sword and holding onto Kharn's tattered clothing with his outstretched hand. "Gharpbbsf...".
Vladamir moves and picks up the fallen guards sword.. Then looks at the guard menacingly.. "Drop your weapon and you'll die quickly.. If you dont ill bleed you slowly.."
Zephys runs past the guard into the next room and moves where he can see down the stairs as well as either block the guard or grab the horn if it falls.