Feeling as useful as a chocolate teapot, Erik forces himself to creep forward, heartened by his comrade's destruction of the skeletons and ashamed by his own lack of contribution. Gulping again, hands steadier, he moves right into the mouth of the cavern, sights one of the skeletons in the distance, and biting his lower lip, lets fly with another sling stone.
At the sight of the stone actually connecting, he feels a thrill of victory. "I hit it!" he calls out, then immediately blushes, realizing how small a wound he's done.
Groaning in anger and frustration, Roj drops his scimitar. "It doesn't seem to be working well. Good job though, Erik!" He pulls his morningstar our and gives it a swing at Skeleton M16.
Borden lashes out with his longspear again using power attack and arcane strike (N17)
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Basil moves over to the other side of the battlefield , and takes a swing at one of the remaining skeletons.
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Basil moves to attack the skeleton, but his blow glances off it's shield.
@Eric You can't actually see the one in O17, which is probably how you've missed that it's down ;) The one at M16 is a suitable target though so...
Bordan steps forward and downs the next Skeleton in line. Eric's stone distracts the final skeleton enough for Roj to take it down with one huge blod from his morningstar.
"Someone doesn't want visitors..."
Basil quickly searches the area.
Borden also searches though more for loot than anything else.
Erik shakily stows away his sling, and then steps up to stand next to Rojerick, his face pallid, his arms crossed tightly over his chest.
"My spells - the one's I memorized earlier today before I knew we'd be tangling with the undead - well. They're mostly enchantments." He looks up at the older man, uncertainty writ large on his young features. "Which are pretty useless against the undead? I mean, I've only got two spells that will be of any use against them - grease and burning hands. The rest? Maybe I can use them against the necromancer himself, but..."
Erik trails off, clearly unhappy. "I think for the most part I'm going to have to settle at hurling sling stones against the walls and ceiling. Sorry."
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A search of the room doesn't give up any secrets, and certainly nothing worth stealing. This is a place where the poor, and apparently the odd monster, were interred, so they wouldn't have anything left to bury them with. If they did, they'd have a better grave.
There is a tunnel leading Southwards though.
"Right. Our course would appear to be clear. South it is!"
Borden falls in behind Basil and Gwen, leaving Roj and Erik to bring up the rear.
Gwen proceeds carefully down the tunnel, her greatsword in front of her to shed some light.
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The path forks up ahead, going left or right. Both paths appear dark, but you can't see very far down them.
I hear what I think is people ahead.
"Lower your voice! Yes, I think there's two of them, and they don't sound human to me and I don't understand their language. Do you hear those other strange noises? Like, I don't know, a stone hitting wood, and a softer sort of.. suppressed... bang?"
Gwen tries to understand how close they are and whether the sounds are coming from the path on the left or from the one on the right.
"Well, anyone that is down here is hardly innocent... Let's go 'introduce' ourselves to them, forcefully."
"Wait just a moment. I think the sounds are coming from the path on the left, about 50 feet away, but I also hear sort of a faint buzzing coming from the right. Should we investigate that first? I wouldn't want to find some nasty surprise coming from our backs while we're facing those two... whatever they are."
Erik's been creeping along behind the group, sling held at the ready. "You know, I could make myself invisible and scout out the voices. If they're speaking, they're liable to be alive, which means my magic will work on 'em."
He glances from group member to group member.
"Hmmm, that's an interesting idea. Could you make me invisible instead? I think I'm the stealthiest, and if I'm spotted I can better defend myself. What do you think?"
"Sure," whispers Erik, nodding his head. "I can do that. Be warned, however, that it will only last about two minutes."
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To be fair, you are armed, and armoured. No one has made any attempt at stealth, and you are carrying lights in an otherwise dark set of tunnels....
You did at any rate
I say we head left
Basil nods in agreement.
Gwen mutters something unintelligible about best laid plans and tactics and moves towards the left hand tunnel.
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Rank with the stink of sweat and mud, this cavern contains four filthy straw pallets and a low table covered with dice and a miniature maze of carved clay.
It also contains two small "men", with pale blue skin, bulging white eyes, wild hair, four-fingered hands, and a large hooked club. They stand either side of a rough table, with their game abandoned.
There are no lights, other than your own.
DC Result
Bastards
5 ft step back to X12... longspear attack on Roj's thing.
Taking advantage of the fact that the creatures are somewhat off-centre from having charged, Basil starts to adjust his position for a flank, and takes a swing at the same target as Borden.
Since Borden moved back, Gwen takes a 5 ft step ahead and strikes the target in front of her .