"Time's up, old man! Lads, take this door down!" The floor of the shop shakes when the door's hit with a ram. The bar holding the door doesn't look like it'll hold for long.
Muesello starts pushing a table toward the door in an attempt to create a barricade. "Someone help stall them!"
Shael moves upstairs and spurs the cultists to go downstairs. They aren't moving very fast, still panicked and pushing each other, but one more cultist arrives on the main floor. "Someone seen my wife?" the cultist, an old man, asks. In one of his hands he holds wooden teeth. "She forgot to put these in!"
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Oric climbs the ladder to find the confused cultist asking after his wife.
Please you have to move as quickly as you can. Your wife is already below with others of the Society who will help you.
Race will you help this on the floor below guiding cultists down to Mary? I will head upstairs and see if I can help convince them to move before that door gives way.
Not waiting for a reply Oric continues up to he rest of the cultists.
Please listen. You must form a single file line and hurry down to a passageway out of the basement.
Pointing a the cultists one at a time to define an order Oric continues.
You first! Hurry now. Then you, and you.
Oric convinced the old man to move into the basement. The man finds his way to his wife and Mary. Oric manages to somewhat calm down the panicked cultists, and gets two more to move downstairs. One of them directly notices the hatch and moves toward it. The other seems confused and looks around. "I don't know what to do!"
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It seems I have not been clear. Guards are breaking into the house right now. My friends and I are trying to help you but you must listen to us and head down stairs imidiatly or the guards will have us all. Any who survive their capture will be put to the question. I have no wish to be tortured so get moving!
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Shael pulls out her club and slaps it across her open palm in a thug like manner. She points it at the closest Cultists. "I have half a mind to leave you, so do as Oric said and MOVE!" She moves so that they have a clear path to the way down, which she emphasizes by pointing towards it with the club. Any hesitation is greeted with a much less polite. "MOVE! I didn't survive Nidal to die here!"
While one cultist climbs down the hatch and reaches Mary a few seconds later, Race shows the confused cultist where the hatch is. Once the confused cultist is in the basement he looks around warily. "Where did everyone go?! they're not here!"
Oric, with the aid of Shael, scares the cultists enough to all move downstairs. When the last cultist sets his foot on the stairs, the front door comes down.
"Surrender yourself, Muesello! You, cultists, will also come with us! No one else moves, unless they want to be arrested!" the militia captain, who stands in front of Race, shouts. The captain and the guards all hold a sap in their hands. It seems they'll use force when necessary, but want to prevent lethal damage.
"Some of you, help me block their path!" Muesello shouts, "Everyone else, get the cultists to the basement! Drag them if you must!"
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Shael tsks as she hears the crash of the front door coming down. She regards the window for a moment before nodding to Oric. She moves towards the window take up position and starts calculating a best odds scenario.
She focused her magic, aiming to try an envelop the largest amount of those that threatened them. As Musello had begged for them not to harm them she would do her best to avoid unneeded deaths. However he didn't say she couldn't inflict multiple debilitating effects...
She stood in the window, focusing her energy and began to create a ball of multicolored light that began to expand outward. When it was finally to hard for her to control she released it in the direction of the soldiers, causing them to try and avert their eyes as the vivid cone of clashing colors sprang forth from her hand.
Oric opens the window and Shael moves up to it. Shael readies her spell, then sprays the militia she can reach with a variety of colors. Due to the downward angle from which she uses her spell, there's only one militia member Shael can't reach.
Three of the militia members, including the captain, collapse when Shael's spell takes effect. Race hits the unconscious captain on his head, inflicting some nonlethal damage. Mort meanwhile concludes the captain wasn't about to reach for a lethal weapon, and isn't going to reach for one anytime soon.
The two conscious militia members see their captain go down and receive a hit from Race's scimitar. "We'll get you for that!" one shouts, raising his sap.
Further attempts by the party to get the cultists moving faster don't seem to help. Jorus receives several evil glares when he handles the cultists like sheep. The appearance of the guards, however, does cause the cultists to move just a bit faster. One more cultist enters the basement, and the confused cultist finally makes his way to Mary.
Turn progression:
Jorus
Mort
Race
Shael
Militia 2
Chilly
Oric
Militia 1
Muesello
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Times slows down as the militia collapse, not all of them go down but it's just enough to satisfy her. Enemy leader removed, morale low, anger rising. Tactical advantage temporary... She grimaced when she was still hearing the cultists were still[/i[ being moved down below. [i]Correction: Tactical Advantage lost. Her tail whips in annoyance as she turns and heads down the stairs. "We can't let ourselves get cut off up here Oric." She doesn't say anything more as she disappears down the narrow stairs to the main floor.
When she sees just how many people are still left to get below she tsks in frustration. "I can hit them again if needed as Musello asked I won't kill them. Today."
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In that case, Race will take a moment to line the flat of his blade up with the captain's head and send him into night night land.
Coup de gras, but with non-lethal (I think this is allowed, but if not, please let me know as Race is very conscientious of not killing or lethally wounding these soldiers who are just doing their jobs):
The cultists continue to move to the basement, and Jorus tries to speed them up. Shael meanwhile moves downstairs after admiring the chaos she's caused.
Turn progression:
Jorus
Mort
Race
Shael
Militia 2
Chilly
Oric
Militia 1
Muesello
"Hurry up, more are coming!" Mort shouts at the cultists.
Mort's bluff isn't very convincing, and doesn't make the cultists move any faster.
Militia 2 runs toward Race and tries to hit the fighter with a sap. "You'll regret this!"
The militia member's attack goes wide as he nearly trips over his captain. Race, who'd carefully aimed for the militia member, happens to miss his own attack when the militia member shifts his position.
Turn progression:
Jorus
Mort
Race
Shael
Militia 2
Chilly
Oric
Militia 1
Muesello
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Oric moves down the stairs and over to the ladder planning to take up his position helping the cultists in the basement. Hearing Chilly he adds his encouragement.
Hurry, Hurry, the guards are going to break through our line!
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Chilly and Oric convince the cultists to move just a little bit faster. The last cultist arrives at the hatch to the basement.
Militia 1 moves up in front of Muesello and Race, and hits Race with a slap from his sap. "Take that!"
"All of you, get down the hatch!" Muesello shouts as the last cultist goes into the basement, "I'll lock it once you're all down, get going!"
Turn progression:
Jorus
Mort
Race (6 nonlethal damage)
Shael
Militia 2
Chilly
Oric
Militia 1
Muesello
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Shael gives the closest militia member a glare that would turn most men's guts to water. Her bloodline forced her to crush down the need to torture creatures needlessly but these fools were testing her patience. Her tail whipped as she raised her hand to unleash something more potent on them, however Musello's shout brought her back from the brink and she proceed with haste to the hatch.
INstead of taking a possible dive she climbs down quickly and joins Mort and the Cultists in the basement, pushing through the amassed fools who had dragged out the escape far longer than she liked. She said nothing as she sidled up behind Mort, looking absolutely furious with how the situation had turned out.
When he runs toward the hatch Race turns his back to the two militia members. This provokes an attack of opportunity from both.
One of the militia members manages to hit Race with his sap, which causes Race to be staggered. Despite being staggered Race manages to get to the hatch, where he jumps into the basement. The damage Race takes from hitting the basement's floor, in combinations with the nonlethal damage he's taken, causing Race to lose consciousness.
Mort follows after Race, prepared to help when needed. Race doesn't need to be stabilized, so instead Mort drags him to the side of the ladder before moving on. This clears the ladder for Shael, who quickly descends after glaring her most evil glare at the militia members.
Turn progression:
Jorus
Mort
Race 7/12 HP and 12 nonlethal damage (Unconscious)
Shael
Militia 2
Chilly
Oric
Militia 1
Muesello
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When he runs toward the hatch Race turns his back to the two militia members. This provokes an attack of opportunity from both.
[dice=AoO with Sap]1d20 + 3 [dice=Nonlethal damage]1d6 + 1
[dice=AoO with Sap]1d20 + 3 [dice=Nonlethal damage]1d6 + 1One of the militia members manages to hit Race with his sap, which causes Race to be staggered. Despite being staggered Race manages to get to the hatch, where he jumps into the basement. The damage Race takes from hitting the basement's floor, in combinations with the nonlethal damage he's taken, causing Race to lose consciousness.
Mort follows after Race, prepared to help when needed. Race doesn't need to be stabilized, so instead Mort drags him to the side of the ladder before moving on. This clears the ladder for Shael, who quickly descends after glaring her most evil glare at the militia members.
Turn progression:
Jorus
Mort
Race 7/12 HP and 12 nonlethal damage (Unconscious)
Shael
Militia 2
Chilly
Oric
Militia 1
Muesello