Xenon, who looks supiciously like a former party member, Steve, Moves up and tosses a net over the man with the red bandana!
The one with the blue bandana step northwest and stabs at Tharkan, but misses!
Th shifty looking fellow in the back steps up into the vacated spot and stabs, but misses the half-orc, as well!
The netted man tries to untangle himself, but is hopeless entangled!
Damien's spell finishes, and two of the men fall to the ground, asleep!
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Steve returns to the Plane of Old Folks as Xenon undoes the loop on his current Lasso's target.
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Tharkan quickly ends the life of the awake man, with a quick thrust of his weapon!
poison (4), leather armor, dagger, mwk light crossbow with 20 bolts, short sword
Searching the room, you note, seven wooden noisemakers hang from pegs and a rope pull, apparently connected to the bell you heard.
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Nuria also drinks from the bounty.
"Perhaps gentlebeings... and Tharkan... if we bind these individuals and question them we can learn more about who they are, and how they got here. It seems our presence is already known , so additional delay cannot now harm our explorations too much - assuming they do not possess overwhelming numbers."
Waking up the sleeping men, after tying them up, they stare daggers at the party. "Ya gonna kill us now or later?" The leader says.
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"I say, that's likely for the lawman to decide; you're not exotic enough for a plaque above the fireplace."
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"Come now, why are you so eager to die? What in this infested ruin could be so valuable to you? And who do you think we are? I assure you a few words can't do anything to hurt your situation."
Nuria turns to her companions. "I suppose you are wise in your readiness to move on. If they aren't going to help us, let us render them harmless and move on." The ifrit pulls a saps and renders each one unconscious in turn, assuming nobody else interferes.
"We....we're the Splinters! This is our hideout. We use this as a base of operations for our guild. And that's all I'll say!" The man says, setting his jaw.
The man merely shrugs, closing his mouth tighter.
Dealing with the men, the party heads down the corridor, to find, it quickly turns to the north, revealing a long corridor with several doors on both sides of the hall, as well as appearing to turn east at the end of the hall.
As you move down the hall, you note an open door in the west wall, near where you were standing.
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Xenon keeps a particular eye out for dangers, taking his time on the door eventually selected by the party.
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Xenon checks the door and finds it safe, then opens it. This chamber is a small barracks with a pair of double bunks and a small privy in the north wall. The eastern portion of the room is partitioned into a pair of cells with doors made from iron bars. Inside each is a shoddy bunk and a rusty bucket.
As Torque moves toward the bunk, he finds his movment stopped by the cell bars. Suddenly the room fills with a gibbering, yammering sound! At the same time, a horrid-looking mass of formless flesh, covered in eyes and mouths begins oozing out from under the bunk!
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"I say, I dare say nawh!" a seemingly more unhinged (and unmoderated in southern Taldan accent) Xenon exclaims!
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Nuria begins a song of courage - recognizing the dangerous effect of confusion, she keeps a close eye on her allies; if any seems like they are likely to attack another, she will immediately use saving finale to help free their mind.
+1 morale bonus on saving throws against charm and fear effects and a +1 competence bonus on attack and weapon damage rolls
Nuria begins singing, but can't identify the creature!
The creature's formless mass rises up as it spits a stream of acidic spittle at Torque, hitting him in the eyes!
The creature the slither forward, its gaping maws squeezing through the bars to try and bite the half-orc!
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"I say, lad, do you have Sasquatch blood in you? I almost mistook you for a beast!" Xenon states after stepping back to draw and point his longbow at him, stopping only at the bard's sharp crescendo. "Many thanks, Ms. Nuria!" He then decides against putting it away, having caught a minor glimpse of the wiggly beast.
Xenon starts to attack James, but Nuria's swift finale stops him and brings him out of his confusion!
Tharkan treats Xenon like a training dummy!
Damein pelts the fleshy form with a missile!
James moves in an fires an arrow, but it deflects off a cell bar!
Torque tries to stab the creature, through the bars, but misses!
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Xenon seems unusually calm about one half of their half orcs attacking him. "I say, that's what the tigers all say! Confused or no, Xenon B. Hershelbarr never declines a challenge!" He draws his pick and swings it sideways, focusing on defense!
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Nuria begins singing again!
The gibbering mound of flesh oozes through the cell bars and proceeds to nom on Torque!
Six greedy mouths attack the half-orc, but only two find purchase!
James puts an arrow into the mound o' flesh, but it is slowed by the rubbery hide!