With the caltrops cleared, Baldrek moves towards the bugbear, taking care to leave a clear path for the dwarf.
"Time to thank you for that arrow..."
Baldrek then attacks with a mighty over-head movement.
The bloodthirsty dwarf moves forward methodically. He doesn't charge in blind, but picks every step with careful thought. The quiet before the storm, he strides triumphantly up to the hobgoblin, shield readied, and axe ready to sever limbs.
Aralu mutters some arcane sounding words and touches Meurasod.
Before Baldrek can hit the bugbear, it strikes
Grulk, if it's his name,parries the tiefling massive attack
Mary ascends the stairs. Seeing the bugbear, she declares the bugbear's demise today.
Katara would move up the stairs carefully and if she could get through the caltrops and to the bugbear she would strike him with her greatsword.
Zurka raises his hand up and a burst of light appears, centered on Grulk's face.
Baldrek seems to be the most powerful fighter, so the bugbear brings its weapon down with full force on his skull
Meurasod continues his bloodrage and swings his war axe right for the bugbear's midsection. Goblins were one thing, but the bigger goblinoids drove Meurasod to slaughter. "I will cut you in to pieces and use your body as bait. I will feed your entrails to those blasted green dung piles that hide in the shadows!"
Meursasold axe sends bugbear blod flying across the room.
The blood flowing from the tiefling seems to stop, hinting that he is still alive and out of immediate danger.
Zurka glides in to face Grulk stepping over the tiefling's fallen body. "You will find we are not so easily dispatched, beast!"
;
Despite Zurka's blow, Grulk is still standing, but seems now afraid
Mary continues with her evil eye hex.
Those perceptive , see a very vague eerie eye above his head.
Aralu steps forward and takes aim. once there is an opening she shoots over Meurasod's head at the bugbear.
A well aimed bolt enters the bugbear's head.
It falls on the ground, his body still shaking in agony.
With the foe fallen, Meurasod released his rage and dropped to one knee. His breath was labored, as if the fury was still squeezing his lungs. He gave a side long glance to the tiefling laying next to him before calling out "Healer!"
Katara would look around seeing the tiefling down. Healing was not a skill she was that skilled in. She would do a quick search of the room before she would move to watch their rear as they tended the fallen.
Mary moves over to Baldrek, Meurasod called the obvious.
[b]"Tsk tsk...and he goes and gets himself knocked KO."{/b]
Her hands shimmers purple again as she puts it on his head.
"Check the gear. If may prove valuable."
Zurka nods as he looks over the dead bugbear's gear.
There is a bloody, oversized, bugbear-stinking leather armor , a strong looking bow, a morning star, a purse heavy with some gold , 3 gems of indefinite value, and a strange looking ring on one of Grulk's fingers.
Zurka gathers up the gear from the dying bugbear. He hands the bow to Aralu. "This will suit you well I think."
He fingers the ring thoughtfully. "This may have magical properties. " He hands the ring to Mary. "Examine this ring...please."
Mary takes the handed ring from Zurka.
"Sure thing."
If it's not magical, Mary tries to compare value with rings she's seen before.
Mary studied the fine details on the ring, while observing the magical signatures carefully.
A small smile shows on her face.
"Nice, a ring that softens one's fall. While it's not an encouragement to deliberately do so, this ring makes sure you take little to no harm from a fall."
Holding up a pretty gem, you wonder what shines more, the gem itself or her eyes as she looks at them.
"I guess these could sell for, hmm, 80gp a piece?"
Katara would walk over and takes the gem bringing her torch closer to inspect it carefully.
"Hmm..."
While the others pore over the loot Zurka looks around the room for any other items of interest.
Once finished, he turns to address the others. "There are no signs of those we were sent to find here. They must have evaded the goblins and proceeded further into the Spire. We should do the same."
"Agreed, one last quick sweep before we head up?"
"You are a bit optimistic. These aren't worth that much. More around 50, but if you can convince someone they are worth more all the better."
Moving to Baldrek. She would look at everyone else. "No more healing? If not I suggest we make camp and rest. Otherwise we are going to haul him around until we find a potion. Let me check the pack."
With Mary's able hands, Baldrek finally wakes up, but seeing he is being taken care by her soft hands, he decides it is not time to 'wake up' yet.
Mary was seemingly too focused on tending to Baldrek's wounds and checking the others for any inconveniences, that she was oblivious to his bluff.
"Now where did i put that acupuncture needle?
Pinning it in the nerve system did wonders for that man the other day."
......"Aha, here it is."
Mary puts the needle on the tip of his nose and gently pushes it in an inch.
Fortunatly, the night is calm in the Emerald Spire..
Katara would keep watch when it was her turn and has a fitful night of dreams. Filled with all sorts of bad memories. Then next morning she would look at Baldek seeing how he was fairing.
Seeing him out of it she would stretch and start doing her morning routine. Half an hour with the greatsword and picking up something about the length of a longsword as she would work with it. As if keeping up with practicing with something she no longer had.
Zurka rouses himself from his semi-catatonic state as the rest of the party begins to stir. He nods in approval as Katara goes through her morning routine.
It has been a long time since I have been able to appreciate the female form...
Once Baldrek regains consciousness, he simply remarks "Welcome back."
"What... oh, I thought that Calistria herself descended by my side to sting my nose, but I was wrong... you are much better than her, Beauty!"
Baldrek sits, still a bit dizzy thanks to the mighty blow at his head. "Yeah... I think I'm back, even if it hurts a bit to think..."
(Modest smile)
"Welcome back to the world of the wake, Big Red."
Mary retracts the needle with surgical precision.
"Though you are still in pretty bad shape."
"Indeed, you look like a stiff wind could blow you over." Katara said finishing a move before setting the object she had been using aside.
"Might do to have you sleep the day and night away to let the red come back to your skin. You are looking a little pink."
"Unless you're human like some of us, pink-ish tone of skin doesn't suit you."