Telsyn moves to V36 and fires.
No dice.
Sar steps back after Telsyn's shot and hurls another dart at Derika.
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Round 2: Telsyn, Jerrica, Sar, Thangrom, Derika, Kerkko, Abigail, Vishanti
Thangrom rushes towards Sar, weapon brandished. There is no remorse or uncertainty in his pale blue eyes as he brings the maul around to smash the goblin shaman.
Thangrom finishes off the shaman with no difficulty, leaving the broken goblin body slumped against the wall.
With not even a glance at anyone else, Derika takes about the next minute and going to each fallen goblin she smashes in their skulls with her warhammer, ensuring their demise.
With actually a look of satisfaction she says, "There, now we can be sure they'll never torture anyone again.....ever." She walks over to Jerrica and puts a gentle hand on her shoulder, "Are you sure you're alright?"
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"Just a flesh wound," Jerrica grins.
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Kerkko admires Derika for a moment. "Well done."
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Derika looks at the young man, "I've made some bad decisions lately.....some of which have gotten a couple of us nearly killed. I won't be doing that again. Whether everyone likes it or not. The simple fact is that we can't allow evil to continue to flourish here. I don't care what lies they spew, evil is evil and must be exterminated. I meant what I said before, we will obliterate anyone in his tribe that goes against us or threatens us or anyone else in this land."
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Kerkko nods. "Then, it seems we are like-minded. Perhaps when we are done here, we can talk?"
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She shrugs, "Sure, it may be a while though. Maybe the next chance we get to rest?"
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Kerkko nods again. "That's fine. Shall we move on?"
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At Kerkko's last words, the shamaness' eyes fall on the young man, her piercing gaze almost looking through him.
Vishanti senses an idealist in the young man, someone who wishes to be stronger than what he is. His words hold no deceit, no other motive than to do what he believes is right here.
Th elf moves the dancing lights around for illumination, getting the hallway lit up.
Abigail was going to protest the smashing of the downed goblins but she was silent, the deed was already done before she had the chance to speak.
she simply falls toward the back of the group. The events of this day weigh heavily upon her.
she does not even immediately notice Jerrica's wounds, but once she does, she assesses the danger she may actually be in.
Abigail determines that Jerrica is fairly wounded, but not in a life-threatening way yet.
Jerrica points to the door in the room. "Let's check that one. Maybe since we have a bit more muscle this time, we can try those two doors we passed up a while back?"
The rogue heads to the door in this chamber and inspects it.
The door is unlocked and not trapped.
Thangrom taps Jerrica on the shoulder. "Allow me, lass," he says, thought it's clear it was less out of concern for the woman's well-being, and more because the mercenary is raring for a fight.
Jerrica moves aside. "Enjoy."
Telsyn grins in anticipation of some exquisite door bashing.
Thangrom nods, grinning all the while. With no further hesitation, he brings up a boot-clad foot and attempts to kick the door open.
After Thangrom opens the door in a dwarven rage, he sees (to his disappointment) that the room is empty.This small chamber is full of bric-a‐brac. A bed of furs lies in one corner. Against another wall stands a workbench covered with magical paraphernalia and a chest.
She shrugs, "Well...we might as well see if there's anything useful in here."
She enters the room begins searching it for anything that might actually be useful.
Derika finds nothing useful lying around, but notes that the chest is securely locked.
She sighs, "Well...guess I'll go back there and search those poor dead fools and see if I can find a key to this chest. If it doesn't have anything we can use right away, it might have something that will prove useful later. I'll be right back." She goes back to the room with the mangled dead bodies and searches them for anything useful like money, keys, just anything they can use.
Derika comes back with the stuff she thought would be most helpful and goes over to the chest with the key. She takes the key and attempts to unlock the chest.
Opening the chest, Derika finds 4 sticks of incense (worth 5 gp each), a golden statue of some foul looking creature, and 136 sp.
Looking at the statue she crinkles her nose, "Eewww...well, we can just leave that there. We can take the smelly sticks and the money...but, that ugly ass statue can stay right there."
"I guess it's crap."
She nods, "It definitely looks like crap. C'mon, let's move on then to the next door."
As the others move to the next door Abigail checks the remaining items that were left behind.
Vishanti whispers, an eerie barely audible chant as a soft glow appears behind her eyes, her vision shifting to perceive magic itself.
Telsyn attempts to identify the wand's properties.
Then the bracers.
He asks for both items. He can use the wand, and he's the only one who wears no armor.
Aside from the bracers, the scroll, the wand and the potions, Vishanti doesn't find anything else magical in the area. The statue has no religious meaning, as far as Abigail knows. The holy symbol is that of one of the four barghest Goblin Hero-Gods commonly worshiped by goblins: Zarongel.
Meh. Not really important.
She hands both things over to Telsyn happily, "There ya go, hope they help Tels." She looks around, "I'm ready to move on as soon as everyone else is. It's time to put down the evil and let it know that it's time here is over."
Telsyn takes both items gladly. They'll get used. Let's clean this place up!
Thangrom is mostly uninterested in the random things left behind by the goblins. He even seems a little disappointed that there wasn't anyone to fight in the room, but he keeps watch at the door with a sharp gaze, regardless.
Leaving Sar's chambers and following the hallway south, you come to an intersection. One hallway goes south about twenty-five feet before ending at a door. The other hallway, going west, also spans twenty-five feet before opening into a larger chamber beyond.
Let's check the door, first. It may show us something worth knowing.
The elf pushes the Dancing Lights enough to illuminate the door.
Jerrica heads down toward the door to do what she does best.
The door, untrapped and unlocked, opens easily. Beyond, you see a closed door to the south and an ajar door to the west.
Derika looks at the two doors, "Well...I guess maybe take the one to the West first before going further south?"