Zasha tries to charge into the side of the woman, but her attempt to duck aside is anticipated by the woman who flies into a furious rage, striking out with the flail she was holding.
The second ranger strikes out at Crowe but fails to find his mark. Meanwhile the man stood at the back takes his bow and fires a shot at Anna. The arrow goes wide of the mark though.
Ana responds in kind, firing at the bowman , firing the arrow already on her bow and swiftly sending another along behind.
"Leryn, defend."
Leryn moves and snarls, bristling.
Ana's arrows both find their mark, and the warrior yelps in pain.
The warrior attempts to attack Zasha with his longsword, but fails to hit the mark. The ranger, continues her attacks causing a grievous wound in Zasha's side.
"Do we have to slay you all?!!" The woman screams as Zasha drops.
Crowe's blow is savage indeed. As his hammer connects with her chin, the woman's feet leave the floor. She lands in a crumpled heap, still twitching as electricity flows through her body.
The ranger curses furiously at Crowe as she slams her flail into him again. .
Meanwhile, the archer pulls a small bag from his pocket and throws it at Lyern, spilling a sticky goo all over the wolf.
Ana continues firing at the bowman , firing the arrow already on her bow and swiftly sending another along behind.
Leryn attempts to get free of the sticky substance.
Ana's first shot goes wild, but her second slams into the Warrior and causes him to stagger.
Lyern easily avoids the goop that was thrown at him.
Alivar steps over the unconscious body of the ranger, and attacks the woman, landing a solid blow.
The warrior attacking Zasha strikes again... but trips over his own feet and fails to connect the blow.
"RAAAAAAAGH!"
Crowe's hit takes down the second Ranger. The man at the back, takes up his bow, and fires at Ana before taking a step back. But his increasing panic sends his shot wide.
Bow drawn back, "Drop your weapon! Lie face down on the ground! One! Two! Three!"
The warrior facing Alivar looks at his battered friend, and drops his sword. The two of the back away down the path...
Ana keeps her bow trained on the warriors. "Some allies you are. You would rather flee than stay to aid your fallen fellows?"
No reply is forthcoming...
The hunter moves forward, keeping an eye on the retreating men. She lets the tension off of her bow, but it's a moment's thought to bring it up and fire if they should threaten again.
"Mistress of Flame, it appears your champion might require some help."
The two Rangers each carry:
A potion of cure light wounds, a potion of remove fear, alchemist’s fire; a breastplate,a greatsword, a heavy flail, a sling with 10 bullets, and 5 gp
Your companion is easily roused with a potion, and with the healing you have an the other potion, your barbarian's energy crash is also cared for.
The two you've fought aren't dead yet, but you leave them on the mountainside to their fate. You don't see the other two as you leave, and the rest of your journey back to more welcoming lands is fairly easy. If not all that comfortable.
With all of Ulisha's tasks now complete, you make your way to Daggermark. The merchant you sold the spider venom sacs to left you with the ominous news that The Vessels Between will have Ulisha "soon enough", and so it transpires that you find Ulisha where she has been hiding....
The hill ahead is not much to look at. It gently slopes away from the river. A shallow cave is near its top, smoke from a campfire curling upward in the gentle breeze. The grass wafts slowly along a gently curving path up the southern face of the hill, ending in a few switchbacks as the hill grows steep near the top.
Sat near the fire is a human female. She looks up, suprised to see anyone...
The woman stands, her hand on the dagger at her belt. "'Filthy Half orc'? 'Filthy'? Savage Scum. By my mother's tusks I should gut you where you stand!"
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"Forgive me, Crowe did not realize that you were a filthy half-orc, he though you were a human woman. Crowe does not judge by a person's appearance or heritage, and is very happy to be knowing a filthy half-orc such as yourself. In Crowe's land, which is close to Belkzen where the orc hordes breed like flies, filthy half-orcs are considered an abomination. But Crowe does not hold to such traditional views. Some of his best friends are filthy half-orcs."
He turns to Zasha. "Is Crowe saying this right? Sometimes he struggles to move between the Shoanti tongue and that of the vile Chelaxian scum."
Ana doesn't like leaving the foes bleeding out and attempts to give them a fighting chance by binding their wounds (awkwardly).
Not at all sure she was successful, she hurried to catch the rest of the party.