'Not that I disagree with Yelena, but why are they being kept here like this?' Rogar asks with a confused look on his face all the while knowing that the banging of their bowls on the cages will undoubtedly attract attention.
"I'm not stabbing goblin babies, do it yourself." The rank smell is overpowering. Creed looks to see if there is an exit/door on the other side of the room. If not, he leaves immediately.
Perception:
Khalad grips the handle of his axe, unsure of what to do, face twisted in disgust at the stench.
"That's how they raise their young." Gimble says disgustedly. "It would be best to just torch the room," the gnome wizard says coldly, turning away from the revolting scene.
"I though that as well, but the locals may be upset that we burned down the largest building in town. But I do have another idea." Yelena takes her shovel by the head. Reaching out with the handle, she will pick up one cage at a time and drop them into the water off of the dock. "You know what they say; 'Trouble always float downstream."
Just to the right of the dock, as you look towards what would be outside, is an open door, the steps beyond leading to a subterranean level...
'Their not going anywhere. Let's deal with them later.'
"That's how they raise their young." Gimble says disgustedly. "It would be best to just torch the room," the gnome wizard says coldly, turning away from the revolting scene.
Indeed it is. This ensures that the strongest survive, or something like that in the twisted goblin mentality.
As you are deciding what to do about this room and its unfortunate occupants, you all hear a soft thump followed by a sickening crunch from the doorway. Turning, you see a dark figure looming over Gimble as the gnome falls to his knees, then face-first down on the dirt floor.
"Bad move, stranger! And last!"
Initiative:
Seeing his little friend fall, Khalad roars in anger and spins to face the hooded figure.
Seeing his little friend fall, Khalad roars in anger and spins to face the hooded figure.
1d20
Seeing his little friend fall, Khalad roars in anger and spins to face the hooded figure.
1d20
The hooded figure takes a split second to look at you, a grim smile visible on the only half of his face you can see. It's a smile you are somewhat familiar with, as this one also bears a striking resemblence to Ameiko.
With a nod to Sebastian, the figure turns and runs down the hall deeper into this sub-level. He makes little-to-no sound as he races around the corner, twenty feet away.
Creed curses himself that he reacted too slowly to put 2 arrows in the assailant's back.
Khalad rushes down the hall, chasing as fast as his screaming leg muscles can carry him.
Rogar moves up to the corner with his shield and hammer ready for action.
*holding breath*
Torillan grits his teeth and chases the figure down the corridor, hoping he can keep up.
Torillan reaches the corner, closely followed by Yelena, then Sebastian, finally Rogar. As Torillan peers around the corner, Khalad comes rushing down the hall, greataxe and elbows flailing as he moves. Turning the corner in a rush, the barbarian gets two steps before the unseen tripwire takes him down.
Even before the the very audible "oof" leaves Khalad's lips, the twang of a bow is heard...
Upon hearing Khalad and noticing Gimble barely able to walk, Rogar decides to channel positive energy to heal those around him.
Khalad stands to his feet with a roar and hustles down the hall 20 feet to the side passage.
Creed curses himself that he reacted too slowly to put 2 arrows in the assailant's back.
Gimble stumbles down the hallway after his companions.
"Don't let that @$$#%& get away!" the gnome wizard whispers harshly, his ravaged throat only partially healed by Rogar's healing energies.
Khalad stands to his feet with a roar and hustles down the hall 20 feet to the side passage.
Torillan is briefly startled as Khalad rushes past him, then promptly recovers as Khalad falls flat on his face.
"Careful, boy..." he says as he moves to shield him from another attack.
Helping the Shoanti to his feet, Torillan picks up his sword and advances with the others.
Helping the Shoanti to his feet, Torillan picks up his sword and advances with the others.
Khalad shouts back to his companions 'It's a dead end, he ran through the wall!'
'All you guys and your long legs!!' Rogar says huffing. 'Check for any secret path along the walls and floor!'
Sebastian and Yelena deftly step over the tripwire Khalad was astute enough to detect for them, and continue down past the two doors to where the barbarian and Torillan stand. Rogar and Gimble follow, albeit a bit more slowly.
Indeed, it's as if the hooded one has passed into thin air, as the side passage is all of ten feet long...
There are two doors in this hall as well, 10' down from you and on either side of the hall. The aforementioned side passage is twenty feet down, at the end.
Gimble pulls out a dagger and cuts the tripwire. Then he staggers a few steps down the hall and listens at the doorway to the right.
Perception:
Creed looks for a secret door.