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Tad whispers to Yuka,
On the way to the warehouse, Tad asks the party to wait for a moment outside a shop, if Yuka directs him to one. If the area feels at all unsafe, he asks Ebonwolf to come with him.
As the party is walking, Tad asks the others, "Are some of you willing for me to use magic that will make it so that you might be hurt slightly in order to keep a companion from dying?"
"Sure thing, there are plenty of folks with scrolls. I recommend Dorian Warden's Oddities, but there are at least a half dozen. Just don't go by Zilvazarat, he gets some questionable goods from gods know where."
Yuka bids you all good luck as you dive back into the flow of traffic. Tad does find a plethora of scrolls for sale before exiting into the less traveled industrial district. The humidity lowers sharply, as the party feels the heat coming from the Glass Pit, a massive furnace kept ignited as the sole source of fire in Vialesk.
Stevedores and city guards are the main occupants on the streets as you arrive at the warehouse address. The building is a respectable size, at least two stories, with multiple large loading doors on either end and to the side. A wooden fence blocks the alley between it and its neighbor.
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In as hushed of tones as William is ever able to achieve, he gives some quick orders, despite his lack of command status. "Fan out and inspect the entrances and exits. No rash moves, if these guys bought as much ironflame powder as the notes say, this place could be rigged to blow. Do not so much as touch a door handle until Comrades Zeno AND Shardra concur that it isn't rigged. Expect resistance..."
William checks his sonic rifle is good to go, then slings it across his back for quick access.
"Move out!"
He approaches quickly and quietly, then begins to assess the exterior of the building for any... potentially destructive modifications. Particularly those implemented with concrete and ironflame.
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Drawing on the powers of Hell, Thokzazt looks at William before he turns the corner of the Warehouse. With a snap of his fingers, a small red imp appears on William's shoulder, with a matching one on Thokzazt's. "I will watch the alley. Point at me and speak to the Imp and I will hear it as clear as if I were there. On your command, Comrade!"
Hefting his shield from his back, Thokzazt stands near the Alleyway, awaiting further instructions.
Ebonwolf and Thokzazt keep watch, noticing a guard patrol marching down the street. William sees little in the way of modifications, noting that the warehouse is aged but sturdy. No windows are present, even near the roof thirty feet above. The marine can see good locks on the cargo doors, and hear the sounds of movement inside, the familiar noise of manual labor.
”I am also ready to enter although I think that somebody with some more skill in stealth should check this area out and look for an entrance that we can use! Maybe it is the cargo door. Maybe not. “
"Then let us move in, right?"
Shardra moves to the cargo doors and checks for traps.
If she does not see any traps she will open the door.
Shardra finds the door is locked.
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William beckons for someone of keener sight to follow and makes his rounds about the warehouse, checking to see if any of the doors are unlocked, or if a forced entry will be required. Rather than staying on the down-low, he maintains an air of confidence as though he should clearly be there, looking more like he's inspecting the warehouse next door as a possible rental location.
"Hrmm... I dunno, do you think this will be large enough? I'm a bit worried about security though. I know the rent is reasonable though so we could afford some private employees too..."
If none of the doors are open for access, he'll motion for the party to assemble closer to the crates in the northeast and remain out of sight if at all possible.
"Obviously, we have to break in! So can one of you more capable gentleman please hit the door with your weapon to open it please?" Shardra asks.
The guard patrol passes by the party, too far to hear the topic of discussion. William's front of legitimacy seems to convince the pair that nothing suspicious is going on. As they turn out of sight, the Pathfinders are able to check closer and determine there are no open doors.
”Let me help as well!!“
With a mighty effort, the Pathfinders find the door too sturdy to burst open. Thokzazt switches to his mace, a few expert bashes of the adamantine enough to permit entry. As the door opens, stacks of crates are revealed, packing the lower floor, while a 10 foot high balcony holds fewer crates.
"KILL THE INTERLOPERS!" shouts a female sahuagin on the upper floor, as the warriors below ready weapons!
Thanks to the brash entry, the sahuagin leap into action. The woman speaks a blessing in Aquan as the warriors throw spears and fire crossbows at those in the doorway.
However, the projectiles ping off of the Hellknights armor and Shardra's hardened skin!
18 Thokzazt
18 Shardra
16 Red
15 Yellow
14 Ebonwolf
13 Blue
12 William
10 Zeno
10 Green
10 Orange
7 Purple
6 Black
4 Tad
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As the Spears and Arrows clang off Thokzast's armor, the armor itself begins to limn with a fiery glow. "THIS ACTIVITY IS UNLAWFUL, AND FOR THAT YOU WILL FIND JUSTICE!" he bellows, as his heels glow a little brighter, and Thokzast's footsteps sound as a whole battalion of marching Hellknights. With a sudden speed abnormal for a man in Full Plate, he rushes up the stairs, before bringing his mace hurtling down toward the only Sahaguin in his way.
Sinking his mace into the wall next to the Green Menace, he glowers.
Shardra casts 'haste' on the party!
Thokzazt misses out on the acceleration the rest of the party enjoys, while the enemy continues to maneuver, one pausing to reload the heavy crossbow as he sees the rest of the Pathfinders outside. Upstairs, the lead sahuagin casts another spell, slicing a gash in her neck to cause a red rivulet to trickle down her scales.
18 Thokzazt
18 Shardra
16 Red
15 Yellow
14 Ebonwolf
13 Blue
12 William
10 Zeno
10 Green
10 Orange
7 Purple
6 Black
4 Tad
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Feeling the deep spiritual magics wash over him Ebonwolf feels his legs and arms begin to move faster than expected. Smiling and whispering a small prayer "Torag Pour a-nutter pint, provide me with ya Divine Favor and watch." Rushing into the Warehouse Ebonwolf attempts to give the rest of the group and advantageous footing. Stepping up the Sauhaugin in red clothes he swings his Dwarven Waraxe at the beast.
As Ebonwolf draws first blood (sort of) the team upstairs attempts to maneuver against the Hellknight angling towards their leader. However, an inopportune stumble exposes the blue-tinted sahuagin to Thokzazt's attack! The trident strikes hard against the heavy armor, probing for weak points.
18 Thokzazt
18 Shardra
16 Red (Damage: 10)
15 Yellow
14 Ebonwolf
13 Blue
12 William
10 Zeno
10 Green
10 Orange
7 Purple
6 Black
4 Tad
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William rushes forward, strange cannon in hand, laughing manically. He takes a position in the center of the warehouse, doing his best to prevent the sahaugin from flanking the party. He takes aim and pulls back the trigger of his weapon, causing first a whirring sound, then a high pitched whine, then a loud **WHUMP**.
"Lay down your arms and submit quickly... before I begin to enjoy this."
Completely unprepared for the sonic blast, the sahuagin is rocked by a direct hit. Upstairs, Thokzazt narrowly misses his mark, the stumbling foe being more unpredictable than expected. Zeno prepares his weapon as the remaining foes leap into action. Thokzazt's armor protects him from the darting stabs and sharp teeth of his enemy, while William suffers a lucky strike that almost catches him in a vital spot. Two of the sahuagin continue to launch volleys at Shardra, the impressive throws too much to avoid completely.
18 Thokzazt
18 Shardra (Damage: 12)
16 Red (Damage: 10)
15 Yellow
14 Ebonwolf
13 Blue
12 William (Damage: 12)
10 Zeno
10 Green
10 Orange (Damage: 15)
7 Purple
6 Black
4 Tad
Shardra casts a spell to entangle their foes with the power of nature.
Shardra uses her power to hex and brings misfortune on one of the sahuagins .
The sahuagin manages to resist Shardra's infliction of misfortune, hissing in anger.
18 Thokzazt
18 Shardra (Damage: 12)
16 Red (Damage: 10)
15 Yellow
14 Ebonwolf
13 Blue
12 William (Damage: 12)
10 Zeno
10 Green
10 Orange (Damage: 15)
7 Purple
6 Black
4 Tad
The sahaugin next to Ebonwolf goes to bite at the small cleric, but screws up his face in confusion as the compulsion stops him.
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Backing away from the Sahaguin Thokzazt again touches his armor, causing his robes to wrap firmly around the plates, looking like red sinewy muscle. An additional Quickness fills his motions, as the edge of his face-plate begins to glow. "Let us see how you stand now!" he bellows, before beckoning to the Blue and Green tinted creatures with his shield hand.
Both flankers fail to find the chink in Thokzazt's armor, allowing him to prepare for their next assault. As the blood runs down her neck, the leader curses and chants another spell, sending a sharp report across the Hellknight's shield. The magical protections protect it from risk of shattering, eliciting another curse. Below, the archer steps back, leveling his crossbow point blank at Ebonwolf. The bolt pings off of the halforc's armor, forcing the sahaugin warrior to throw it to the ground and draw his trident.
18 Thokzazt
18 Shardra (Damage: 12)
16 Red (Damage: 10)
15 Yellow (Damage: 1)
14 Ebonwolf
13 Blue
12 William (Damage: 12)
10 Zeno
10 Green
10 Orange (Damage: 15)
7 Purple
6 Black
4 Tad
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Looking wild eyed at the sad excuse for an archer Ebonwolf Shouts a prayer to Torag "Torag Protect me!" a Medium femur bone from a horse rises from Ebonwolf's side and floats about the air around him.
Ebonwolf steps up to the Sahaguin in red he smile's "You will come to regret that bolt didn't find its mark."
Ebonwolf cuts hard into the failed archer, rocking the sahaugin backwards towards the street!
The first to approach has no further luck in breaching the tiefling's defenses!
18 Thokzazt
18 Shardra (Damage: 12)
16 Red (Damage: 29)
15 Yellow (Damage: 1)
14 Ebonwolf
13 Blue
12 William (Damage: 12)
10 Zeno
10 Green
10 Orange (Damage: 15)
7 Purple
6 Black
4 Tad
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Judging the nearer sahuagin to be as good as dead, Zeno sets his sights on things further away....
[dice= "Comet" (Arcane +2 Adaptive Composite Longbow), Deadly Aim, gravity bow, haste vs Swimming Purple People-Eater]1d20+11[/dice]
[dice= "Comet" (Arcane +2 Adaptive Composite Longbow), Deadly Aim, gravity bow, haste, thistle arrow vs Swimming Purple People-Eater]1d20+11[/dice]