Tygora proves to have excellent reflexes at she spins to strike Amiri as the Kellid races forward.
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The blow does little to stop Amiri though, and the efreeti's armor and skin are gouged by a deep hit from the oversized sword.
Initiative
Talevia -1hp
August -34hp
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Talevia watched her companions dive through the wall of fire that Tygora had case and was determined not to be the only one left out. She ran forward through the flames, using an arm to shield her face from the flames.
"In the name of Erastil, your reign ends here." Talevia shouted, skidding to a halt and nocking an arrow to her bow. "The Oreads and our companions shall go free."
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Guided by magic and teamwork, August lands blow after blow on the efreeti queen. Tyogra tries to block the hits, but is pummeled.
At 'friends', Talevia steps through the fire and looses a single arrow, one that flies through the air and thuds directly into Tygora's forehead. The tyrant stumbles back, the scimitar slipping from her grasp. Then, she falls.
The throne room stands quiet for a second, before the dwarf Ulark starts clapping. Well done'n good riddance!
The female Pathfinder at the far end yells out to him ("Careful with the clapping Ulark or you'll set us all off!") as the oread looks up and sighs in relief.
"I still do not know exactly who you are, but for what you have done our town owes you a great debt. I am Glaheri, Councilor of Crystalcrag."
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Lem pops back out of invisibility and bows low to Glaheri.
"It is a pleasure and honor to make your acquaintance, Councilor. I am Lem, and these are my stalwart companions, agents of the Pathfinder Society one and all. While Jarlaxle is indeed correct, and we're relieved to find our fellow pathfinders alive, we have also been busy stirring the pot of freedom amongst your fellow Oreads. You will find a different city awaiting you outside."
While Lem proceeds to start spreading around healing, he asks the prisoners, "Any chance one of you knows how we can shut off these traps? If not, perhaps I could inspire some competence among someone who can Disable them?
Lem tries using the wand on August again, then shakes it vigorously and tries one last time. "Well, I guess that's spent." He casually tosses it to the side.
"Perhaps we should take the tyrant's body--or head, if we don't have the wherewithal to move such a big creature--and show the town, try and convince her followers that surrender is the better option? I think the top of the stairs would be a good place for the presentation..."
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Arthac purrs as he nuzzles up next to Neha. "Don't worry, my friend. We'll take some time to heal from this altercation before our next mission."
The druid nods to her companions. "Well done, all. I think it's safe to say that Glaheri and the other councilors can help restore normalcy to Crystalcrag now that the efreeti is defeated. Let's search the rest of the palace for any remaining secrets the genie might have hidden away."
Neha assists August with pointing out the trapped plates while the monk disables them. All the Pathfinders seem relieved to be freed as Lem explains the rapid political shift to Glaheri.
As the last Pathfinder's trapped prison is dismantled, a quartet of ifrit solider race into the room, weapons drawn. They begin to rush towards you, but seeing Tygora's lifeless form on the floor all four blink for a moment before scattering back to the entrance.
Following them swiftly, Glaheri in tow, your group comes to the palace steps to see a mass of bruised and injured ifrit and oreads turning to look at you. A muttering goes through the crowd, as the fleeing ifrit's yells seem to have given the whole town a sense of what just transpired.
Earthkin and firekin alike look towards you nervously, while Valsog looms in the background with a curious expression. Through the crowd, Eurdan Stonematle slowly limps towards you, looking at Glaheri. "Glaheri, you are alive? I did not hope as much..."
"Pathfinders. What has happened?"
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Talevia steps forward, thankful that the conflict was over, and hopeful that she can find some new clothes to replace the ones that were spotted with cinders during this quest.
"People of Crystalcrag. Our new friends." she starts in a friendly tone. "Tygoras misguided rule is at an end. Your councilor, Glaheri, has been freed and is no worse for the captivity. Now is the time to heal any rifts that have opened up in the shadow of Tygoras reign for Crystalcrag is once more a place for both Earth and Fire kin."
"And it is the hope of the Pathfinder Society that your gates will no longer be closed to those beyond your borders. There is much that we can learn from each other."
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"Indeed, a great shadow has been lifted from your home. Crystalcrag is better served when all its kin work together for the betterment of all, rather than subject to the whims of just one. You have seen the face of tyranny and all it has wrought, now embrace this opportunity to begin anew. This is a chance for you to not just rebuild, but create something greater than the original, to forge a beacon of cooperation and balance among all the residents of your fair city. Glaheri, Eurdan, and all the peoples of Crystalcrag, the Society of Pathfinders remain at your service at this difficult but hopeful time." And with that, Lem raises his tiny fist into the air. "Three cheers for the flames of Liberty! May they ever burn within the stony forge of Crystalcrag! Hip Hip..."
A murmer shoots out amongst the Crystalcrag-ans, soft whispers of confusion soon turning into vindication. As Lem finishes his rousing speech and Talevia speaks of healing, Glaheri steps forward. This path will not be an easy one Pathfinders. And much of the hard work must be done here, by us. Oread [i]and[i/] Ifrit. But Crystalcrag has gone through worse before, and together we can rebuild it again!
As he and Euran step down towards a mostly eager but nervous crowd, Valsog makes his way towards you. The crowd eagerly parts (or more accurately, frantically dodges being kicked underfoot) for the slag giant. He states matter of factoy.
While Valsog waits for Jarlaxle's answer, the Pathfinder Barnaby looks to the rest of you and asks: So, seems like we missed something in a cell. Sure it's a great story to. But, can we go back home now?