Moadis knocks the smile off the halfling's face when the paladin slams his hammer into the barbarian's head. The halfling falls to the ground and begins to twitch, unconscious and barely breathing.
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Aurelia finds her voice taken from her as the mighty orcish warrior falls to the ground with a terrible, terrible blow. No, those aren't tears in her eyes, it's just... dusty around here. With the fog and all, y'know?
Feeling rage (and even a smattering of guilt) overcome her, she resists the strong urge to step up and start sinking daggers into that freaking halfling so he could feel the same pain. This is why we keep them in line as slaves, lest they turn into murderous psychopaths!
"KILL THEM!" she manages to shout out at her eagle, who dutifully follows suit with a bite to the masked woman's neck and a talon raked across her scalp.
Meanwhile, Aurelia is busy channelling the last reserves of her magic. With a final, spitting syllable in Infernal, black tar yet again springs from her fingertips, this time coating the ground beneath the two women.
Aurelia's bird rips into the masked woman, but not enough to eliminate her as a threat yet. She is able to stay on her feet when the area is coated in Grease, but the blonde woman falls on her rear.
Both of the remaining enemies slip and fall in the grease!
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"NU!" Ophelia cries, seeing the axe crash into Belroar's chest. Though there's no mistaking the sound of a sternum cracking and ribs splintering under the force of the blow, though she knows that internal organs have been punctured and death would have been instant, she still drops to her knees beside the half-orc, pressing both hands into the wound and calling on the only power she knows.
"Oh Pharasma, ascultă rugăciunea mea! Nu luați această creatură încă! Nu acum, când încă mai avem nevoie de el!"
"Oh Pharasma, hear my prayer! Don't take this creature yet! Not now, when we still have need of him!"
Ophelia tries in vain to save Belroar, but the damage is too severe despite her healing magic.
"Halli, kill that infernal bird." The masked woman commands.
The blonde woman rises up slowly and tosses another acid dart at the summoned bird which misses again. "Sorry, Deandre!"
Deandre stands up carefully and attempts to strike the fiendish eagle herself. Her shortsword cuts into the bird, but not enough to return it to its home plane.
Initiative (Round 4-5)
Aurelia <= Up
Belroar (Deceased)
Melufiuos (3 dmg) <= Up
Moadis <= Up
Ledford [Halfling-Dying]
Halli [Blonde woman]
Deandre [Redhead with mask]
Ophelia <= Up
Valik <= Up
Effects
Obscuring Mist beyond the line on the map.
Bless (7 rounds remaining): +1 morale bonus to attack rolls and saves vs. fear effects
Moadis strikes the masked woman, but she remains standing. Aurelia's summoned eagle loses its aerial balance after avoiding the last acid ray and falls to the ground. Deandre attempts to finish it off, but the blurred vision she's experiencing from Moadis' attack puts her far off target.
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Upon seeing the halfling go down, a loud "Ha!" sneaks its way out of Mel's throat. Wishing that he could slay both women at once, he steadies himself and does the only thing he can at the moment. Unfortunately, he is too concerned with hitting his buddies and the missile flies poorly. A slight blush of embarrassment touches his face as he remembers his little victory dance back in the caves with the bugs. If only he could have done so well when that damnable halfling emerged from the fog.... he'd still be trying to shoot around that big, deadly oaf.
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Somehow still alive despite all the odds, the eagle flies back up into the sky above Deandre's head, dodging and weaving past all counterattacks! It scrapes her face with its claws as it flaps up over her head.
Aurelia, meanwhile, moves around behind the corner of the building and attempts to lob a tiny orb of sickly greenish-yellow acid at the masked woman.
Melufiuous ranged attack suffers once again from the cramped conditions, his arrow missing its mark.
The fiendish eagle adeptly flies back up above Deandre, avoiding any attacks the woman might have made as it flew up. It manages also to rake her shoulder with its claw, but the woman remains standing. She does not look very healthy, however.
Thanks to the various obstructions in the alley, Aurelia's acid splashes harmlessly on the ground.
Centering herself, Ophelia readies her crossbow.
The blonde woman Halli casts a spell defensively, and a magic missle strikes Aurelia's eagle in the chest. The summoned creature returns to its home plane.
Deandre takes this opportunity to attempt to withdraw, but slips in the greasy street and falls prone.
Initiative (Round 5-6)
Aurelia <= Up
Melufiuos (3 dmg) <= Up
Moadis <= Up
Ledford [Halfling-Dying]
Halli [Blonde woman]
Deandre [Redhead with mask]
Ophelia <= Up
Valik <= Up
Effects
Obscuring Mist beyond the line on the map.
Bless (6 rounds remaining): +1 morale bonus to attack rolls and saves vs. fear effects
Only inches from her head, Moadis' hammer misses the woman despite her prone position.
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Cursing his poor aim, Mel tries yet again to find a mark. This time, he chooses the gal he hit at the beginning of combat. If this doesn't work, in the back of his mind, he sees himself running, leaping over the grease and prone red head to tackle the blond in the mists.
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"That's it!" shouts the elf with disgust at his poor aim, tossing the bow violently to the ground.
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Aurelia visibly flinches as yet another connection to Hell is severed; it didn't hurt her, per se, but it was more like the shuddering sensation of being in a carriage that skids suddenly to a halt. Undeterred, she calls back the hulking rottweiler that now had a chance to rest from its brief visit earlier, sending it deep into the mists where she herself cannot see.
Her devilish pet snarls and chomps at the woman in front of him, but it's hard to see in the mist and his teeth chomp down on empty air.
Valik manages to finally knock the masked woman unconscious, while Melufiuos misses once again with his arrows, throwing his bow down in disgust!
Aurelia summons her hellish canine back for another bout of combat, but evidently the magical fog confuses it and its bite attack misses.
Smiling sweetly with eyes full of crazy, Halli moves 5' out of the mists and away from the dog. "Now I'll defeat you all!" She avows, but her attempt to cast defensively fails and whatever terrible spell she was going to drop on the party is lost.
Initiative (Round 6-7)
Aurelia <= Up
Melufiuos (3 dmg) <= Up
Moadis <= Up
Halli
Ophelia <= Up
Valik <= Up
Effects
Obscuring Mist beyond the line on the map.
Bless (5 rounds remaining): +1 morale bonus to attack rolls and saves vs. fear effects
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Aurelia's summoned hound dogs Halli's steps, but perhaps the slippery tar and muck beneath its paws makes its snapping jaws weaker than would be expected.
... Aurelia, meanwhile, tries to make herself useful, but winds up almost shooting an orb of acid into her own face. Ow ow ow. She steps back behind the building to avoid any more oncoming spells cast her way.
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Completely loosing his cool and already (mentally) committed to the action, angry Melufiuos rushes forward and attempts a flying tackle on the remaining caster.
Sorry, but I'm not even going to attempt to guess at what I need to roll and the bonuses or penalties. So here are a few rolls, just in case. If you need more/different ones, feel free to DM roll.
yuck! :(
Aurelia's devil dog takes a small hunk out of the blonde woman with a bite. Aurelia narrowly avoids hitting herself with her own acid splash.
Both attacks from Moadis and Valik fail to hit as the woman slides around the grease to avoid them.
Melufiuos and Ophelia try to take the woman out, but fortune is not with them at the moment.
Laughing with surprise that she's still alive, Halli looks down at the scroll she's been carrying and reads from it. This time, she's able to cast defensively and a gout of flame fills the alleyway in front of her!
Initiative (Round 7-8)
Aurelia <= Up
Melufiuos (3 dmg) <= Up
Moadis (Save Pending) <= Up
Halli
Ophelia (Save Pending) <= Up
Valik (Save Pending) <= Up
Effects
Obscuring Mist beyond the line on the map.
Bless (4 rounds remaining): +1 morale bonus to attack rolls and saves vs. fear effects
Moadis ends the combat with a decisive thump of his hammer.
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Valik presses the attack but his swung is wild. He knows it is do to his riled up emotions of his fallen comrade. He is able to focus when he sees a gout of flam come rushing at him. He is nimble enough to avoid most of the flame and escapes with only a few burns. He tumbles out of the way and when he looks towards the origin he sees Moadis end her life.
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Ophelia's too distracted reloading her crossbow to notice the flames bursting from the fog. Too late, she tries to duck beneath them, but the flame catches her full in the chest, heating her scale armour to unbearable levels. She smells singed hair and burning flesh, and realizes with horror that it's her own.
The solid thump of Moadis' hammer, accompanied by the crunching of bone and the thud of a body hitting the ground, calms her.
It's over. It's all over.
The wounded surround her. The flames have died, but the burns remain. Ophelia squeezes her eyes shut to hold back the tears, clutches her holy symbol, and does the only thing she knows - she heals.
"O doamna mea, vă rugăm să vindece slujitorii tăi umili care stau în spatele. Deși unul de-al nostru se pierde, vom îndura. Vă mulțumim pentru timpul ne-au lăsat."
When the warm lavender light finally fades, she opens her eyes, her mouth quivering slightly, the tears still threatening to spill over. "Where are Gorum's faithful interred?" she asks quietly.
Searching the bodies, the following is found:
On Deandre: Potion of cure light wounds, potion of shield of faith, masterwork chain shirt, short sword, dagger, gray mask, and an unholy symbol of Norgorber.
On Halli: Potions of cure light wounds (2), scroll of shield, scroll of unseen servant, wand of disguise self (5 charges), dagger, light crossbow with 20 bolts, fan of pigeon feathers, and a small pouch of trimmed fingernails
On Larkin: Elixir of hiding, chain shirt, rapier, dagger, notebook of jokes, ink, quill, and a small hand puppet representing Lord Gyr.
On the Ledford: Potion of cure light wounds, masterwork chain shirt, greataxe, block of wax in a metal tin, fine comb with a long handle, a bottle of whiskey, and four silver cups.
When the group returns to the Grand Lodge with Belroar's remains, Venture-Captain Ambrus Valsin is shocked to hear about the ambush and the inquisitor's untimely end. He points out that even simple tasks can have unforeseen dangers and reminds everyone to be ever vigilant when on missions for the Society. Afterwards, Valsin demands full written reports from everyone and the next day is spent being debriefed by other Venture-Captains and several individuals of varying importance.
Full burial rites are given to Belroar in the tradition of Gorum. After the religious service, the Grand Lodge hosts an emotionally moving memorial service in honor of Belroar, inviting friend, family, and colleagues to speak in memory of the fallen Pathfinder. When Valsin speaks, he makes special mention of Belroar's role in protecting the city of Nerosyan from demonic invasion. At the end of the ceremony, the name of Belroar Bloodlet is inscribed on the Wall of Names dedicated to all Pathfinders who bravely lost their lives in duty to the Society.