Galenus is a dwarf and prone, so he's not taking up as much room vertically as a standard non-hostile creature.
If Galenus wakes up, then he'll stand up and take a look around.
Gah, what was that? he says, clearing the haziness from his head.
He looks around for anything else of value, such as gems, coin, a proper weapon like a hammer or axe, or - if he's really lucky - his spellbook.
Kanzen leaps over Galenus's prone body, blades flashing at the drow before him.
However, a combination of the unwieldy manacles and the drow warrior's defence keeps his weapons from drawing blood.
Cyrus approaches the combat and faints one of the approaching drow hoping to aid the surface elf in his attack before he backs away.
The distractions of Cyrus allow Galinndan to slash his swords across the Drow warriors chest, sending him crumpling to the ground.
The remaining drow warrior presses forward to avenge his fallen comrade as do Shoor and the priestess.
Shoor snarls and fires a crossbow bolt at the Drow prisoner, Kanzen.
Kanzen feels a venom from the bolt seeping through his blood but his body manages to fight off the poison.
The Drow guard attacks Galinndan.
And the priestess holds up some sort of unholy symbol and calls upon the forces of her dark goddess, evoking swirls of fiendish shapes that circle around her in a 15 foot radius. Her allies seem unaffected but Eddrikk, Galinndan, Kanzen, and Galenus most certainly are.
Dark tendrils seep into your flesh, tearing at your ability to stand.
Galinndan grins as he cuts down the drow, but barely has time to savour his success as the fiendish tendrils drain consciousness from him.
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Galenus wakes up and sees the dire situation they're in.
Sending the telepathic thoughts out to his companions, he says, Push them onto the bridge and cut the ropes! One big surge and we can all get out of here alive!
With that, he'll get up and cast his Jump spell. He pushes hard into the ground for a forward/lateral leap, hoping to use his strength combined with the magic to push the drow back onto the bridge.
Both of the two Drow in the front are startled to see the unconscious Dwarf lying on the ground suddenly spring towards them, a veritable stinky, bearded cannonball pushing them back onto the rope bridge.
Looking down, you see that this bridge is mostly over the cave floor, not the water. You might succeed in leaping to fall into the water as the bridge is cut (DC 14 athletics with advantage thanks to jump).
If I splatter on the ground, then permission to make Ront as a PC? :)
Absolutely.
Idril swiftly mends Galinndan's wounds and then moves cut the rope with her sharpened flint.
Bonus action to cast Healing Word on Gal.
nope.
Galinndan heals 7 hp..
Eddrikk grunts in pain and staggers toward the bridge . He grabs the ropes and with a mighty heave attempts to rip it from its moorings.
Cyrus moves to drag Kanzen away from the dark magic of the drow priestess. "Ye masters want their slaves alive ain't they witch? What'll they do to ya if ya fail them?" He hisses to the drow.
The priestess smiles at Cyrus. That is right. And you just made that much easier. She stands and holds forth her unholy symbol while her hands flash faster than you can see. A spectral whip appears behind Eddrikk.
Eddrikk falls as the spectral whip coils around his neck and chokes him out.
Fire also appears above Irdril and she tries to dodge out of the way.
Irdril falls as the sacred fire brings her to the ground.
The two drow warriors stand over Galenus. The guard slashes at him fiercely.
Galenus blacks out.
Shoor moves toward Cyrus and fires a crossbow bolt at him.
Cyrus manages to shake off the poison but he looks around, seeing all of his allies unconscious and bleeding. The priestess casually ceases the fiendish forms circling around her. Shoor stares balefully at Cyrus.
Kneel, slave.
Cyrus pushes forward using his small site to get beneath the drow elite and leverage him out the opening in the wall.
Cyrus lowers to the ground and mumbles in defeat. "Aye."
The Drow spits arrogantly on Cyrus and forces him to drag Kanzen first, then the others back into the slave pen. Most of the other slaves have been compliantly herded back into the pen but a bleeding Ront is tossed to the floor, unconscious, by a quaggoth. The Drow strip the prisoners naked, remove every item they have, then force them to get back into their shifts. Jimjar, in particular, looks bitterly at the Drow as they do this, earning him a harsh cuff for his defiant expression.
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Cyrus uses his rags in effort to stem the flow of blood from his fellow prisoners, his sheer desperation seems to best his untrained hands as he does so.
Cyrus notes that Irdril seems the worst off and helps stabilize her with some of his rags. Before things can go too badly, Tiberius and Cyrus stabilize the bleeding elves as well.
The majority of the Drow rush back to try to fend off the crazed monsters while Shoor stands outside the gate and stares with hard, cold eyes at the prisoners who have embarrassed him so greatly today. None of the other prisoners seem to have escaped successfully either.
Tiberius notes that the escape is going poorly, and decides to hide his sword and metal stick before they are noticed. He also attempts to hide his broken manacles from shoor.
After that, he spends 1 point from his pool of healing to get everyone that was downed back on their feet, if only barely.
Kanzen opens his eyes groggily as Tiberius's healing power floods through him. He nods in thanks to the dragonborn and sits up gingerly, his wounds still considerable, then looks around. "What a mess. Did anybody make it? Is everyone still alive...?"
Galinndan staggers into a sitting position.
"Urgh, I don't feel much like it, but it appears that I live yet. My thanks for salving my wounds."
Galenus wakes up.
Ugh. What happened?
As his mind clears, he looks around to see himself bound and shackled again. And naked. Why am I naked?
He looks up to see Shoor staring back in.
He projects his thoughts out, Hey, can you guys hear me? Someone big come sit next to me, and someone else make a racket. I'm going to try and grab a key right now. Or maybe piss this guy off enough to get in here and we can all bum rush him. No time like now to make a second attempt.
Once that happens, he'll cast Mage Hand and try to grab the keys off Shoor while he's distracted from the other prisoner making a scene.
Irdril's eyes blink open after the healing. She doesn't speak, but instead she mutters a quick incantation and her wounds heal a bit more.
She speaks with her thoughts to the rest of the group.
"I could try and lower his defenses, but I doubt he will take the bait again. I suppose it's worth the try."
Irdril rises and moves to speak with Shoor, hoping to give Galenus the time he needs.
[b]"This was not our doing Master! Jorlan is trying to undermine you and took us for fools to help! It is he you should be after!"[b]
Kanzen looks around woozily in the slave pen. Ront lies unconscious, covered in wounds. His companions are likewise beat up while the rest of the slaves seem to have surrendered with less damage to themselves.
As his allies return across the bridge to aid in the defense of the outpost, Shoor frowns at Irdril's words.
Of course... that is how they escaped so easily and had so many weapons! Jorlan...
Shoor storms off in a fury, leaving the slave pen unattended.
Galenus casts Mold Earth to weaken the rock the gate is set into, them tries to slam into it, pushing the gate right off the wall.
The wizard smashes the gate open. You can attempt to climb down, take the lift (Drow in the way), or leap into the pool (acrobatics check to avoid webs).
Galinndan has had his fill of drow slavery and strains at his bonds once more.
"We're in no shape to fight. I'm leaping!"
And with that, Galinndan runs out the door and dives for the pool.
She tries to escape her bonds, but unable to get out she jumps as well.
”Its time to get outa here..
The wizard smashes the gate open.
Kanzen tries to wriggle out of his bonds.
Sighing, Kanzen follows suit over the edge, praying to Eilistraee that he doesn't injure himself in the fall and drown.
Tiberius holds out his hands, Wait, you are in no condition to.... never mind.. He lets out a sigh.
He looks down to stool. Wanna come?