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Raevin holds his action for now, while Feuerseele dashes out of the alcove. The halfling attempts to stab him as he runs past Ekanta, but misses.
Feuerseele turns around and fires a cone of fire at the halfling. She manages to dive out of the way, but still gets burnt on her side. She screams out in pain.
"Shelly!" the towering woman in the left alcove shouts out in concern. Shelly, the halfling, glares at Feuerseeele in hatred, but seeing Ekanta hasn't gotten his footing, decides to continue her attack on him. Once again, her rapier strikes true. Ekanta falls unconsious from the blood loss. She then steps over Ekanta.
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Selima gasps in shock as Ekanta goes down. She points a condemning finger at the halfling, using magic to try and cloud her mind.
Hopefully having disabled her, she gives Thirsty the word to attack. He bounds through the throng of allies and moves past the halfling and over the prone Ekanta to end up behind them, flanking with Jax. He then lunges to sink his teeth into her halfling posterior.
Selima then draws her crossbow and gets ready to put it to use.
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Shelly the halfling watches with a clouded mind as the tiger leaps over her head. The tiger seeks its teeth deep into her neck and she falls unconscious to the floor.
"Shelly!" the towering woman screams out again. "Hold, Bobbi. Take care of the fire wielder. He's of greater danger. I'll deal with the cat!" shouts out the half-orc scantily clad woman.
Gritting her teeth in fury, Bobbi takes her instructions and charges out of the alcove, swinging at Feuerseele with her greatclub, knocking him unconscious.
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The half-orc steps out of her alcove, and waves her hands at Thirsty and shouts out in arcane words, "!"
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Luurg seems taken offguard by the ambush and struggles to get into the action. Hearing and seeing the sounds of brutal combat though he finally gets it together. He quickly pulls a purple fruit from his belt and devours it in an instant. His body begins to convulse and ripple as his ample gut begins to redistribute itself upwards, filling out his chest, back and arms with heavy muscle. Luurg then smiles and moves into the room, spear still in hand.
"Luurg ready to party now, plums are so gud! You not take our stuff you bunch of teeves!"
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"Teegan! Some healing here!" the towering Bobbi shouts to the robed man still inside the alcove. He nods silently in assent. Stepping out of the corner to get a better view, he calls forth a wave of divine energy bursting out from him. The energy, however, bypasses Feuerseele and Ekanta.
You hear the halfling lying on the flood next to Ekanta groan as she regains consciousness. Raevin, who was ready to attack anyone in range, sees the halfling stirs and quickly attempts to stabs her. Shelly can only watch helplessly as the rapier seems to strike true at her, but at the last moment, is turned away by some force.
Thirsty shakes off the fearful magic that was directed at him and bears his teeth, flattening his ears as he snarls his anger at the affront.
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Selima moves to the opening of the alcove, the unconscious Ekanta and enemy halfling in a pile at her feet. She pulls the potion they found in Fimbrik's home from her pocket and leans down to feed it to the wounded tiefling. "Let's hope this is still good! Seemed like it sat on that window sill quite a while..."
Then she directs Thirsty to attack the big bruiser. The tiger daintily steps over the fallen Ifrit's prone form and unleashes feline fury on the woman with a roar.
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Certain that her spell had taken effect, the half-orc stares in confusion as the great cat suddenly shakes off its effect and lunges towards her ally. Thirsty tears into massive woman, who collapses to the floor from the multiple wounds.
Seeing her ally and frontliner fall, the half-orc steps up to Bobbi, pulls out a potion and pours its content down her throat.
The barbarian opens her eyes and screams out in rage. Grabbing her greatclub from the floor, she stands up to face her enemies!
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As Ekanta springs up to his feet, seemingly no worse for the wear, Warden Jax moves in to strike the half-orc but she just manages to dodge out of the way.
The half-orc shouts out, "Bobbi looks bad! Don't let her die!"
The robed man seems to nod in understanding, but continues to remain silent. Yet another burst of divine energy burst forth passing through all except for Feuerseele. Unfortunately, beyond stopping the bleeding, the healing magic does not do much.
Selima coos in Kelish and gives Thirsty an encouraging gesture that looks much the way a mother might motion for a hesitant child to go enjoy a playground. The tiger closes in on the half-orc female, now leaving red paw prints on Bobbi's prone from. He slashes with claw and tears with fang while his mistress looks on proudly.
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Selima has been listening to all this exclaiming out for her comrades that the half-orc has been doing. She speaks with the calculating tone of a merchant, calm and measured as if there was no life and death conflict spinning out around her. "Bobbi, Shelly, Teegan, oh no! I don't believe we've caught your name, though. If you care so much for them, why start this fight? Surely these papers aren't worth your lives. Poor little Shelly lying helpless at my feet. But I'd have no reason to harm her, if you would retreat."
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Thirsty tears into the half-orc woman, opening up large gashes on her shoulders and sides. She looks weak on her feet from the massive loss of blood, and certainly looks very worried.
"Surely these papers aren't worth your lives. Poor little Shelly lying helpless at my feet. But I'd have no reason to harm her, if you would retreat."
The half-orc hesitated briefly, before dropping her club and raising her hands up in submission. In a thin and weak voice, quite different from when the battle started, she grunts in pain, "My name is Darna. I surrender. Please let us save our friends." She turns to Teegan, the robed man, and gestures similarly for him to stop.
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"Dang! That's it? I got all plummed up for this and you just give up? Next time you shouldda brought more orcs to make it a more fair fight."
With that Luurg will take his spear away from the woman and make space so they can get to the large bleeding woman, then stops and rubs his belly and reraises his spear.
"How bout you guys tell us whats going on here before you go saving your stabbin and clubbin friends ok? Who sent you and for what? Maybe we should just take em all in for questions?"
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Darna stared down the other half-orc calculatively. "The lady with her pet promised to let us go if we stop. Are you taking back your words? I will share what I know in exchange nonetheless. As Shelly exclaimed in her hotblooded manner earlier, we are sent from the Aspis Consortium. Your actions at the Wounded Wisp caught the attention of one of our agents patronising there. Our Patrons, through magic, divined your location here, and sent us to retrieve whatever secrets you have uncovered. Beyond that, I know not." She pauses briefly to glance at her wounds as well as her two comrades lying on the floor. "Now may we go?"
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Luurg rubs his stomach as he ponders what Darna tells him "What would a big trading company want with some Pathfinders running errands around town? Dis trade company sounds more like a bunch of teeves." Turning to Selima Luurg half whispers "Bossman probably rather talk to these teeves den let them walk out with their tails tucked in da belts." Luurg holds his ground, spear in hand waiting for others in the group to weigh in.
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"I've hears of the Aspis group... they are ane an international trading consortium with a rep for making big profits, but there is talk that they have perhaps less than scrupulous ways of doing business... and a habit of coming into conflict with the Society."
"One of our member made an offer... which was perhaps worded in such a way that it allows you to take your fallen comrades and leave... Though perhaps I would have asked for your surrender to save them, rather than a standoff... oh well, it is what it is... take your friends and leave... and trouble us no longer.. perhaps you should consider a new line of work, as your employers will probably look on failure with disdain... In fact, you could come with us and join the Society if you promise FAITHFULLY to change your allegiance. Just sayin'... If not, just go."
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Selima calls Thirsty down and taps the still unconscious Ifrit sorcerer with her healing wand. "He should be feeling better in a just a moment." She assures her fellow Pathfinders and moves to Thirsty's side, smoothing down his still raised hackles with long soothing strokes. "Actually, I only implied what might happen to little Shelly if you pressed your assault. I never said what would happen otherwise. You did make the right choice, though. Thirsty really does hate it when anyone casts at him but me." The tiger growls menacingly and she trills a light laugh, feeling very pleased with herself and with Thirsty's performance. "You are becoming quite the Pathfinder, my love." She coos adoringly to the white tiger who still watches the half-orc female with a predatory look in his eyes.
"I see no reason to frog-march them through the city. But I think I would like the name of that Aspis Agent who was patronizing what is quite well known for being a Pathfinder establishment. Who tipped you off, Darna?"