At the sight of Jaretti with a weapon in his hand, he starts shouting at the top of his lungs, while pulling out the short sword at his side. "HELP! HELP! Thieves! SOMEBODY call the He attacks Jaretti, drawing first blood.
Between his leather armor and nimble feet, the clerk evades Aurk's attack, while seizing the Opportunity to attack afforded by Aurk moving into flank position. But his blade cannot quite penetrate the tough dwarf's armor.
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"Truly sir, there is no need to panic" He reaches out in touches the clerk.
You can make a melee touch attack as a standard action that causes a living creature to become shaken for 1 rounds. If you touch a shaken creature with this ability, it becomes frightened for 1 round if it has fewer Hit Dice than your sorcerer level. You can use this ability 5 times per day.
Offering calming words, the dwarven sorcerer reaches out and touches the desk clerk, and he becomes quite unsettled.
Eroilbot pats Struggler on the back, then says "Sic' 'im!"
Struggler leaps forward and attacks, taking a big chunk out of the man's side with a ferocious bite.
Dexusbot steps into the room and hurls a mystic bolt at the clerk. Unfortunately, the clerk is a little too quick on his feet, and the bolt whizzes past his head.
Seeing the entire party arrayed against him, with a tiger literally chewing and swallowing a piece of his flesh, the clerk screams for help at the top of his lungs, then attempts to tumble over the desk, heading for the exit. Unfortunately for him, it provokes all sorts of opportunistic attacks from the party. The dwarven druid is the first to strike, knocking him unconscious and silencing his cries.
Rumple throws open the door, and the lamplight beyond reveals a small room with file cabinets along the eastern wall, and a door in both the northern and western wall.
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Glad the man was knocked out and not killed, thinking his companions are a built to bloodthirsty and afraid they might turn the sheriff against them if they kill an innocent.
"Not kill. Capture, question. Find killer to free circus." He looks harshly at his companions before moving into the next room.
Thinking someone else would be better looking in the filing cabinet, Aurk investigates the western door.
In the small room beyond the western door, Aurk sees boxes of old files and papers are stacked in one corner of this small room, opposite a half-dozen brooms and other cleaning supplies. The southwestern corner of the room has an open trapdoor in the floor. As he's looking, a human reaches up and slams the trapdoor shut with a curse.
Ankird hears harsh, furtive voices from beyond the door to the north.
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Trying desperately to regain his composure, the diminutive sorcerer puts his hands to over his ears and closes his eyes to think. "Park the kitty on the trapdoor, they aren't going anywhere and ladders are dangerous. Let's get through this door before they prepare an ambush"
He opens his eyes and takes his hands from his ears. He glances quickly at the party members he can see. If no one looks like they are about to say something, he'll throw open the north door, sickle in hand "Here's Johnny!".
The interior of this large building appears unfinished, with a wooden frame that could have housed two separate floors but is instead open to the roof like a barn. Sliding bay doors stand to the south, where a serviceable wagon is parked. Across the center of the warehouse, a catwalk hangs fifteen feet off the ground. Heavy items can be pulled up to the catwalk with ropes and a block and tackle. In the northeast and southwest corners, rooms have been framed in and walls erected. Shelving lines most of the walls, and crates and boxes are stacked in many places on the main floor.
Aurk immediately spots a couple of workers up on the catwalk. One of them calls down "What can I do for you, Johnny? Y'know we keep smaller knives around for opening the boxes...that sickle of yours seems a bit overkill."
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"Awwwww, you weren't scared? I love surprising people like that. That guy up front certainly jumped! He leapt right over that desk of his. Seriously though, he fell off the other side and hit his head. You should come down and have a look at him."
While talking, he moves over into the room to stand before the guys on the catwalk. He also puts his sickle away.
As soon as Rumple gets within 5' of where they are standing up above on the catwalk, the man who wasn't speaking uses his foot to shove a huge ceramic pickle jar off the catwalk. It crashes at Rumple's feet, covering him with tiny globules of a strange gooey substance whose stench is strangely euphoric.
Even as Rumple is covered in the tiny globs of ooze, an unnoticed third man on the eastern platform of the catwalk fires his bow at Rumple. Fortunately for Rumple, the arrow misses its mark. Unfortunately for Rumple, the swarm of tiny oozes covering him begin to burn and sizzle, and the fumes threaten to overwhelm him.
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Yes, he is an odd, little dwarf, but this takes the cake. We've just been attacked and he thinks it's funny. Look at him, he has tears in his eyes he's laughing so hard!
He raises his sickle again, pointing at the previously hidden archer, "HahahaHeres hahahaJohnny!" He casts cause fear DC14 at the archer.
HitPoints: 11/12
AC/T/F: 16/12/14 (includes Armor (+4 armor bonus))
Speed: 20
Equipped Weapon: Sickle
Active Effects: Mage Armor (1 hour), Euphoria?
Light: none
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TRACKED RESOURCES
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Alchemist's Fire: 0/2
Grave Touch: 4/5
Sorcerer L1 Spells: 1/4
Aurk enters the room, seeking cover on the far side of some shelves. As he crouches down a bit, he happens to notice he is standing on a concealed trap door.
Rumple heaves his guts out all over the ooze...and laughs hysterically at how he can't really tell the difference between what came out of him and the creature itself. He staggers back, having a good laugh along the way before composing himself once he's had a chance to clear his head.
Eroil attempts to stab the ooze swarm, and while her attack isn't particularly effective, it does damage the creature.
Dexusbot steps out of the door and attempts to blast the red archer with a mystic bolt, but can't quite find a good angle to return fire.
Centimere begins bearing his master into the fray, but seeing there is no clear path to reach the strange swarmy collection of tiny oozes, Ankirdbot directs his faithful steed behind the cover of some tall shelving units near his compatriots, as he pulls out his sling and loads it.
The red archer shrieks in sympathy and horror as the ooze lurches forward, attempting to envelop Eroil and Dexus. Eroil frantically seizes upon the opportunity to stab at as many of the tiny oozes as he can...His attack manages to destroy a lot of the little oozes, but the diminished swarm finishes moving over the two pathfinders
All 3 thugs reflexively blanch at the sight of the strange ooze as it moves about, clearly unnerved by the creature. But The Red Archer shoots at Dexus--you almost wonder if he does it out of sympathy, trying to end Dexus misery before the creature can make him suffer even more. The other two thugs pick up shortbows laying by their feet, take a 5' step to the east and attempt to shoot at Aurk. Their aim has obviously been effected by the unnerving creepy ooze.
Aurk takes a 5' step backward to get some cover from the archers as he begins summoning some help.
Ankird's stone skitters through the ooze, smashing it to bits and causing it to disperse.
Eroil starts heaving up all over the remaining bits of the ooze even as he stumbles toward the ladder, nauseated for 1 round, which Dexus finds absolutely hilarious, laughing so hard he's staggered. And when he tries to move, Dexus discovers he's also entangled by the sticky ooze, which is even more hilarious. Still, he decides to unleash a mystic bolt at the red archer...perhaps it'll cause even more hilarity to ensue. Unfortunately, all that laughter seems to have thrown off his shot...which he still finds mildly amusing until the euphoric fumes finally wear off.
The archers shake their heads, baffled at the strange goingson below them. But with a shrug, they unleash another volley. One of the arrows strikes Ankird, piercing deeply into the top of his shoulder.
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Aurk finishes his chanting and a giant centipede appears on the walkway next to one of the goons. The giant centipede instantly strikes out at the goon, seeking to sink it's envenomed fangs in it.
DEX damage
With the giant centipede hopefully distracting them, Aurk rushes toward the ladder.
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We've got to stop these arrows or we'll all be crossing over soon. Pausing to consider for only a moment, the dwarven sorcerer moves out into the open and casts a spell at the red guy. "Better get out of here before we turn you into ooze!"
HitPoints: 11/12
AC/T/F: 16/12/14 (includes Armor (+4 armor bonus))
Speed: 20
Equipped Weapon: Sickle
Active Effects: Mage Armor (1 hour)
Light: none
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TRACKED RESOURCES
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Alchemist's Fire: 0/2
Grave Touch: 4/5
Sorcerer L1 Spells: 1/4
