Nym's cold blast continues to hit the large beast, each time agitating it more and more.
Janira rouses groggily on the ground at Sparrows feet. She lolls her head and looks up at him, holding the large gaping wound on her chest. At first groggily she recognizes the situation as her eyes widen. She reaches over and picks up her whip, still laying on the ground. She says "Thank you my friend."
She glances around and sees the fallen Deliyah, "See if you can help your other fallen companion by the river while I recount the tale of Tvaris Twofists who was once confronted by overwhelming odds against a similar creature of darkness." She begins to once more inspire her allies with her words, despite barely being conscious.
The minotaur reaches out to pick up its axe, but is unable to obtain a solid grip on it. Frustrated it tries to stand, but slips and falls in place.
Newis helps raise his health slightly and keeps a vigilant watch as the minotaur slips and falls in the grease pile again with a strained roar.
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Newis distances himself, having been taken down by just a single blow from the charging minotaur before. He watches as the minotaur stands and falls, seeing his opportunity to get some vengeance in the form of irony. He lowers his masterwork shortspear and charges the minotaur, leaping at the end to come down with his weapon as the beast lays prone in the grease. "MY TURN."
He digs the spear into the large grounded foe.
Also, Newis is still humming the end of his song, so this is the last round of Lingering Performance. (+1 Enhancement Bonus to Weapons/Ammo, so this stacks with Inspire Courage from Janira.)
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Jeffrey sees an opening in his prone enemy's defenses, and directly strikes with his sword.
Figuring the opportunity is too nice to pass on, Jeffrey forgoes his initial plan. Instead of going total defense again, Jeffrey swings his bastard sword once more at the prone minotaur.
"Ha! Take that, you beast!" Jeffrey yells triumphantly.
Newis connects on his charge as does Jeffrey on both of his attacks. The minotaur begins to shake and tremble as the cumulative damage is beginning to add up now, his body reflecting the punishment that you have been deliverying.
The minotaur shrugs off the effects of Isobel's spell without much effort. Trembling, it attempts to rise to its feet.
The minotaur never makes it to his feet before he is cut down once more. This time he lays unmoving in the greasepile next to his large battleaxe. The large beast has been defeated and the battle has been won!
The large beast slowly rises and avoids all strikes from those surrounding it. Obviously injured and outmatched, he begins to flee to the southwest.
Indeed you have done it. The minotaur bleeds out and leaves this world for another.
Janira coughs, spitting out some blood from wounds she had incurred. She finishes her story and smiles at the party. She takes a moment to compose herself and says loudly, "By the gods, I thought that bull was going to be the end of me! Your efforts are a fine example of cooperation, indeed! I had thought that breaking the beast's weapon would have demoralized it, but it only yielded a deeper fury."
Flustered by the failure of her assumptions about engaging a minotaur single-handedly, Janira continues: "But enough of that; what did you find? You've obviously emerged a distance from where you entered. Were there any gillmen? Mention of the aboleth? Ancient Azlant?"
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Nym says to Janira "We found a Gillman named Uori, he was on a holy pilgrimage. His site of worship was also shared with followers of Aroden, featuring a miniature sculpture of Absalom. We translated ancient Azlanti text on the walls which held rituals that could be performed to the old god; they still had power.
We also discovered a Dhampir Necromancer; he was preying on the gillman, turning them into his undead servants. Before we arrived it appears that he either lost control of them or they sought to seek revenge and killed him. After defeating his minions we proceeded to explore further. We heard your voice and the sounds of combat. We came as quickly as we could but where slight delayed by a gelatinous cube.
The gillman spoke of and unknown danger in another section of the cave we have not searched yet, perhaps that danger is an aboleth?
At any case we should return to the gillman and tell him what has befallen his comrades and that we have removed some of the dangers to the area."
Janira listens to the stories with interest. Once done she once again congratulates the party and tells them they will make excellent Pathfinders.
Along with Janira, the party makes their way back to Absalom. Once safely back in the Grand Lodge, Master of Scrolls Kreighton Shaine inquires excitedly about what the party found and asks to see your notes. He compliments those who recorded notes for being certain to write down ideas and observations while the thoughts are fresh, observing that it’s difficult enough to remember what one had for breakfast the day before as it is to recall exactly what one was thinking while studying an inscription. As the party is now the foremost authorities on that cave and what it contains, Shaine also invites them to come up with its name.
Three days later, the Master who best represents each party member's interests confirms that each of you are a full Pathfinder field agent. As part of the ceremony, that mentor also gifts a personalized wayfinder to you, reminding him or her that this is not only the symbol of the Pathfinder’s trade but also a reminder of the three principle duties: explore, report, and cooperate.