"Aye" the burly, and surly, Dwarf mutters as he inspects the items without touching them... Then, suddenly remembering they have prisoners, his head snaps up, two different stern looks warring for real estate as he makes sure he can see them and they're not being stupid.
The kobolds are quite excited about the victory, chattering up a storm with Laucian as they hop from one foot to the other.
"The axe and armor are not really my style. If one of you would use it, take it."
Nox leans down and whispers something to Perrin, who trots over nearer the kobolds, sitting head high facing so that they are between he and Laucian.
Nox turns back to Gilgar and Graymoon I expect that racket may have been heard bouncing off these stone walls my friends. Shall we equip and pick a hallway?
Deciding that the gear is good stuff, Gilgar picks up the axe and armor. Hauling the armor back to the exit stairs, he sticks it in a corner for retrieval later, straps the glowing axe to his back, and is ready to move.
Nox turns to the Kobolds: Now, my friends, if you don't mind we would like to be continuing on our way
Both kobolds nod eagerly and jump to face the druid. "Yes, sir, He-Who-Commands-Wolves!" "No, he commands fire - didn't you see what he did in there? Told that fire what to do, and it did it. The wolf just sat there and watched." "No, before that, you idiot! He commanded the wolf to sit there, and it sat there!" Punch in the shoulder. "You dimwit! The wolf sat there because it wanted to sit there!"
Laucian steps between to intercede. "I'm sure this debate could go on for some time, but I believe what Master Nox needs is for the two of you to lead us to the children."
"Oh, yes! The pink bl...." He stops himself at his fellow's elbow to the ribs so suddenly, you think he may have swallowed his tongue. "He means the children. You want to find the children." Vigorous nodding all around.
Nox will query towards their near slip of the tongue as they walk.
What did you almost say there kobold? The Pink what?
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Eyes wide, he keeps his lips pressed firmly together and shakes his head.
The other kobold points and says, "Kibbo almost call children what kobold masters call them. Not nice. Not want to anger heroes that save us from cruel masters."
If they are the ones with the mean words, why would we get mad at you for telling us what they said. They are not your words. Do you know what they wanted with the children? Is it their blood that will go on the crown?
diplomacy
Kibbo, looking very uncomfortable, mumbles, "Kibbo show Mighty Axey-Axe and Mighty Longblade where next." He moves to the front of the party.
Jarrdreg, realizing he's been left to explain alone, gulps visibly. "Um, yes, the prophesy says blood of pink-skin young, so warriors go to steal, um, pink blood-bags for the crown." He cringes. "We help save children, though, we no want blood on crown, yes?"
"Tuh them kids." is all Gilgar growls.
Nox looks to where Kibbo has moved towards with a pained look Yes, Jarrdreg, no blood for the crown.
Nox Perception
Perrin Perception
Pausing, you hear the sounds of a pitched battle, and it's close. They probably didn't hear your fight because they were already in a battle themselves. Two voices stand out - one presumably an adult shouting "En Garde!" and "Take that, you fiend!" and a younger voice, likely a girl, yelling "Ow!" followed quickly by a thud and and angry reply in Draconic.
When you have Laucian darken his lights, you can make out feeble torchlight in the room up ahead, to the left.
There is battle ahead. I think it may come from that light room ahead to the left. Hurry friends, I hear draconic and common and at least one young one.
with that Nox and Perrin will trot ahead
Perception
Graymoon pauses to listen. "Good ears, Nox, but hold up."
Moving like a ghost down the darkened hallway, the ranger stows his sword and readies his bow. Getting to the corner, he peeks around and hold up a hand, fingers outstretched, then closes all but two.
He comes back to meet the rest of the party about 10' from the corner and whispers his report. "Six kobolds like we defeated earlier and one that has an odd weapon; four kids, but one might be a halfling."
Displaying a half-grin half-snarl, Gilgar hefts his axe, and moves forward.
Stealth:
Nox will have readied himself just short of the door way at Graymoon's words.
Three large stone tables stand in the middle of this room, while the long benches that once stood next to them have been knocked askew and overturned.
Nox initiative
Perrin initiative
Initiative:
Kibbo
Jarrdreg
Edgrin
Yagrik
Warriors
Graymoon
Laucian
Peaking around the corner, Nox quickly assesses the situation and takes a quick 5 foot step to put the nearest kobold(#3) in shooting view, and fires an arrow.
bow attack
arrow damage
Kibbo gives Gilgar an exaggerated wink before running straight into the room. After a few steps he (apparently on purpose) runs into a bench, throws his hands in the air, and screams, "Aaaaggggggh!" He disappears through the opening on the north side of the room.
The kobolds around the table all look up and a child peeks out from under the bench at the little slave's antics.
Meanwhile, Graymoon brings his bow to bear on Nox's target, who was sufficiently distracted that he didn't even realize he'd been targeted by the druid's errant shot.
Attack #1
Damage
Attack #2
Damage
But neither shot is any more effective than Nox's - but he definitely knows someone's shooting at him now!
Perrin leaps forward to attack the kobold that the 2 elves targeted.
bite attack
Yagrik CMB
Jarrdreg
The larger kobold renews his struggles and appears to free himself from the other grappler.
Jarrdreg steps around the corner and lets fly with a stone, plunking his target in the back of the head.
Laucian re-enables his magical torches and sends them into the center of the room, swirling them around the four bully kobolds.
Stomping forward 10', Gilgar does a little axe work on the nearest kobold, bellowing a barely coherent "DIIIIIEEE!!!!" as he swings.
2-handed Dwarven Waraxe Attack:
Dwarven Waraxe 2-handed damage:
#3 Attack
The dwarf's mighty swing is spoiled - barely - by the kobold's reaction to the wolf's appearance.
The one grappling with the kobold, yells, "No you don't, you villain. Not when we finally have some hope!"
And before the kobold can escape, his opponent ties him up once again.
The two kobolds threatening the girl look around in confusion, but do nothing else.
The one that has been targeted by nearly everyone simultaneously reaches for where the stone hit him as he turns and tries to jab the dwarf with his spear with the same lack of success.
The two kobolds on the far side of the table start to chase Kibbo, but pause at the doorway when the appearance of the party sinks in.
The last kobold moves back a step as he begins to whirl his sling.
Nox sees the cornered combatant across the room and let's fly with a second arrow (#6).
ShortBow Attack
Arrow Damage
#1 Sense Motive
#2 Sense Motive
Graymoon Attack
Yagrik
Jarrdreg
Even with the kobold trying to dodge the girl's club, Nox scores a direct hit on one of her foes.
Kibbo turns around, proud of himself, but seeing two of the warriors followed him, he reconsiders the wisdom of his course of action. He says, acting very agitated, something in Draconic.
The warriors look at each other. One of them glances over his shoulder and, seeing the glowing axe on Gilgar's back, sounds very alarmed and the two kobolds make haste down the corridor past Kibbo and disappearing around a corner.
Graymoon steps out of the hall and takes careful aim at the kobold currently without a dance partner. However, his arrow flies wide once again as the ranger mutters an improbable anatomical suggestion for his target to consider in Elven.
The grappled kobold once again tries to free himself and grab his weapon lying nearby, but he cannot quite get free of the halfling's grasp this time.
Jarrdreg steps to the side to see past the frothing dwarf as he loads his sling again, letting fly at Graymoon's target. Once again, his stone flies true, hitting the kobold warrior .
Laucian moves to where Graymoon had stood and peers around the corner, but does not act.
Bellowing his anger at having missed the little buggar, Gilgar takes another whack at the squirmy little lizard in front of him.
2-handed Dwarven Waraxe Attack:
Dwarven Waraxe 2-handed damage:
"Take THAT, ye scale-ridden little swine!"
Take it he does. The blow stops him in his tracks and he crumples like a snake's shed skin, opening his ally to an attack from the companion wolf.
Nox will leaps over his fallen foe and launches himself at the legs of the nearest kobold (#4)
bite attack
With better light, it is obvious that the one grappling with the kobold is a halfling. While he has maintained his grip this round, he appears to be struggling to do more than that.
Perrin's new chew toy squeaks, drops his sling and takes up his spear in both hands as he backs away from the canine's canines.
The two kobolds facing the girl are indecisive and when she hits the arrow-struck one a glancing blow, they decide to sway the wrestling match in their ally's favor, moving over and grabbing at the halfling.
The other two actually make their flight from the 'ghost' at this time.
Having his bow ready, Nox will shoot at whichever of the 2 which have moved from the corner to the wrestling match to try to even those odds.
shortbow attack
crit confirm
arrow damage
crit damage
Nox' missile hits the kobold in the armpit and disappears just as he raises his arms. The confused look on his face makes Kibbo giggle as the warrior slowly sinks to his knees.
Kibbo runs over to the wrestling match.
Graymoon strides toward the scrum and takes a swing at the other would-be grappling assistant.
Attack
Damage
Graymoon's target falls
The halfling's wrestling partner tries frantically to get free as the ranger cuts down his ally but is singularly ineffective.
10 feet and a bite
bite attack
trip attack
bite damage
Perrin disappears through the doorway. His grown is accompanied by a squeal of fear that is suddenly cut off as a meaty thud can be heard.
Jarrdreg runs over to the wrestlers and kicks the strange weapon away.
Laucian moves to the table where the boy still whimpers and speaks in low tones trying to get him to come out. You see him pull something from his pocket and hold it on his open hand. He moves his hand over the object, which turns out to be a coin, and it floats off his hand and under the table. His success is questionable at best, however, as the coin comes flying back out in his general direction as "Kimi!" is heard once more. Thoughtfully, he walks away and retrieves the copper before turning to regard the child.
The girl with the club is considering joining the melee around the halfling, but the boy's cry decides it. She runs over to the table, "Mikra! Did they hurt you?" as she crawls underneath and cradles the sobbing child.
Seeing that most of the immediate foes have been dealt with, Gilgar takes a knee by the table, peering underneath it.
"Don't ye kids worry none. Marl an' Baleson sended us tuh rescue ye. We're gunnuh git yerselfs home right soon, okay?" He ends with a wink and an uncharacteristically friendly grin.
The boy is terrified, his eyes closed tight, his head on the, by appearances, younger girl's shoulder. Her attitude is not one of fear, but determination. Hearing Gilgar's words, she nods sharply. "I'm Kimi. This is Mikra. We have to go back and get the others." Her teeth clenched, she adds, "We got out with the halfling and the elf, but..."
She sets her jaw and looks the dwarf in the eye. "I'm going back to help get the others."
The halfling continues to struggle with the kobold, unable to get the upper hand.
Nox will move around the corner till he can see that Perrin has vanquished the kobold he was chasing and then will fire into the remaining kobold
shortbow attack
arrow damage
"I'm Kimi. This is Mikra. We have to go back and get the others." Her teeth clenched, she adds, "We got out with the halfling and the elf, but..."
She sets her jaw and looks the dwarf in the eye. "I'm going back to help get the others."
"We go tuhgether... Sit ye tight fer just uh minit whilst thuh biznuss over there gits ended. Are ye hurt?"
The girl chews her lower lip for a moment, looking from the dwarf to the continuing scrum to her friend. "OK, I'll wait. I'm not hurt."
Bruises and scratches are clearly visible on her tanned arms, but she doesn't appear to be favoring anything, so you believe she's telling the truth. The older lad looks completely unscathed.