Lyla takes a step back and drinks an extract. She immediately starts shrinking before the eyes of her allies.
"ADAM!!!", Ortik shouts as Giggles crushes the ant's exoskeleton, sending ant goop across the wall. He stares at the half-orc's body for a moment, then directs his anger towards Karralo. "You're already deaf, fool," he says, pulling a small bit of phosphorescent moss from his pouch. "Let's make you blind as well." He whispers some words to the moss, and it begins to pulse with increasing speed. He tosses the moss into the cavern, and it explodes in a bright flash of light.
Karri's colourful spell catches Karralo right in the eyes. Had he heard her incantation, he might have had a chance.
As it is, he collapses to the ground, his chainmail now garishly coloured and his body spasming.
There's an audible *sigh* from down the tunnel.
"THIS is what happens when you don't tighten your hiring standards."
The derro necromancer swoops down the tunnel, his summoned skeleton leading the way. The skeleton runs up to Demitri and claws at him!
The skeleton's claws grind against Demitri's shield without hurting him.
"Bonesley, really, you need to put more effort into it if you're ever going to get anywhere! Allow me to demonstrate!" Vreeg fixes Demitri with a maddened smile and levels a finger at him.
"BY FIRE BE PURGED!" An orange, flaming ray fires from Vreeg's fingertip...
...and barely misses Demitri's head, thanks to Bonesley being in the way.
Vreeg's smile promptly turns half-circle. "Bonesley... Bonesley... LOOK AT WHAT YOU HAVE DONE BONESLEY! YOU'VE RUINED ME!"
Demitri will slashes at Bonesly.
Demitri's swing nearly shatters Bonesley into a pile of bones.
"Hmph. Serves the blasted thing right. That'll teach it to throw off my aim." Vreeg grumbles.
Giggles' condition seems to have worsened, judging from the slowly-growing pool of blood around him.
Nalun studies the Derro spellcaster and then he will ready an action to fire at the spellcaster if he begins casting a spell.
Flinging one of the Legion at the necromancer, Karri spits with rage.
for She then retreats out of the way.
Karri's acid orb misses Vreeg completely, melting a piece of earth off of the ceiling.
Ortik's flare burst, on the other hand, proves to be more effective. Vreeg's eyes widen before abruptly snapping closed.
"AAAAAAAHHHH! YOU FOOL!" His hands fly to his eyes!
Lyla seizes the opportunity to sneak past vreeg when the mad derro covers his eyes in response to Ortik's dazzling spell. The tiny halfling darts past the necromancer and attempts to jump over the unconscious Karralo hoping to land on the other side of Giggles and hide behind the half-orc to treat his wounds. Gotta stop the bleeding...
Unfortunately for Lyla, Bonesley's stumbling about impedes her progress to the point where she's forced to stop short.
Bonesley, battered and on the verge of falling apart, attempts to claw Demitri again!
The skeleton's claws scrabble futilely at the inquisitor's shield.
Vreeg looks up at the party with seething, mad fury. Tears are streaming down his face. "Oh, is that the way we're going to play? FINE! You want to take my sight, dwarf?! THEN I'LL TAKE YOURS AS WELL!"
He starts casting a spell...
...and is rudely interrupted by Nalun's arrow spearing him through his casting hand.
He shrieks in pain and sheer annoyance. "AAAAAAAAARRRGGGHHH!!" The shriek echoes throughout the complex as he retreats to the bedroom!
Demitri slashes at Bonesly again.
Demitri's swing glances off Bonesley's ribcage, but it's enough to finally cause the skeleton to crumble.
"uhhhhh" Giggles groans. The pool of blood around him appears to have stopped growing.
Karri puls forth more of the Legion and holds it, painful in her own hand, but she knows this may be more wise. Use me!!!
Nalun follows, bow at the ready.
Lyla looks at her bag and grabs the remaining explosives. Here goes nothing, she thinks dashing down the corridor after Vreeg. When she sees the derro, Lyla throws her last bomb.
"Go on, take care of the deep dwarf!", Ortik cries as he reaches into his herb pouch, withdrawing a jar of leeches. He opens it, fishes one out, and tosses one at Giggles. As it approaches the fallen half-orc, the warrior's wounds stop bleeding, and he is no longer in danger of dying.
Giggles' wounds close, but he does not stir.
Lyla's bomb arcs through the air and collides with Vreeg's foot, burning him! "OW!"
With Nalun advancing on him, brandishing his bow, he scowls at the man. "I am far from beaten, topsider. And I still have my share of tricks up my sleeve!"
He rips off another patch of his robe and throws it at Nalun's feet. In a swirl of smoke and magic, the stench of a rotting corpse fills the room as a humanoid zombie appears and swings at him!
The zombie's fist catches Nalun in the gut!
Lyla stops under the wooden table and readies the crossbow again. "Listen, whackjob, there are two possible outcomes here; one, you die, or two, you surrender. I'd rather go with the former, but it looks like you got a death wish, so let me indulge you..." Lyla pulls the trigger and watches a poisoned bolt fly toward Vreeg.
Lyla's bolt flies at Vreeg, but before it connects, a translucent blue disc appears before the derro. The bolt bounces off of it harmlessly.
Vreeg chuckles. "I think my command of the Common tongue is greater than yours, halfling. If you wanted me to surrender, it's the *latter,* not the *former.* I mean, really, if you're going to barge into my home and threaten my life, at least use proper grammar!"
"Yeah... or maybe I wanna kill you and my mistake was using *but* instead of *and*, you little creep. It's a shame the only thing you can master in a fight is grammar, 'cause we're about to rip your tongue off!" If I ever wished for a surreal conversation, I should look no further...
Demitri will double move into the room. "It isn't too late to surrender."
Sonofa.. Nalun says as the air leaves his lungs. He drops his bow and pulls his falchion free. He chops down hard with the blade!
Nalun's swing splits the zombie from head to toe with ease.
Vreeg's mirth promptly vanishes. "Oh... I thought that would have lasted longer."
Karri waits for Ortik to move. Her eyes flare flare almost incandescent as she looks at Vreeg helpless on the floor. It would be so easy...just nick his throat, or tickle his brain. You have enough knives...
With Giggles out of immediate danger, Ortik nods to the passageway. "This isn't over yet, Karri, come on!" He rushes down the hallway into the room.
Ortik probably makes more sense... Karri follows Ortik into the room.
Vreeg snarls and takes off into the air ten feet above the bed, leaving himself open for Demitri's attack!
The inquisitor's blade bounces off a translucent blue disc that materializes before it can cut into the derro's flesh.
Vreeg waves his hands and casts a spell, causing a ghostly white hand to appear before him!
Nalun sighs and puts away his sword, he scoops up his bow and prepares to fire on the wizard.
"Stop!" Demitri casts a familiar spell hoping to halt the caster in his tracks.
Demitri's magic hits Vreeg in full force... and does exactly nothing.
"Oh, come now, topsider. I hope you have something better than *that*." He chuckles.
Well, what are you going to do now, Fleshling? Your metbag friends look like they need my help. Why don't you go and give me one of the men in that tunnel. I don't need you, just a sacrifice... Karri screams and throws another blot of acid at the hovering Derro wizard.
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Her sense of panic that Kasdaye may be right throws off her aim and she only succeeds in burning away part of the bedpost near the wizard's feet.
Hahaha! Maybe you need me, too!
With her plan foiled by Vreeg's sudden take off, Lyla finds herself without many options. She goes back to the corridor and starts searching Griggs and Karralo for anything of use.
"Nalun, he's made himself a target!", Ortik cries to the bounty hunter. "The city needs you! Take the shot!"
"Nalun, he's made himself a target!", Ortik cries to the bounty hunter. "The city needs you! Take the shot!"
Vreeg pulls the wand from his belt and points it at Nalun. The ghostly hand before him races forward and tries to strike him!
The hand touches the bounty hunter and freezes him in place! The reek of carrion suddenly floods the room!
Vreeg smiles smugly. "Really, dwarf, what did you expect when you said that? Didn't you say something like that to your precious ant earlier?"
Nalun slowly gains feeling in his limbs!
Give me one clear shot you bastard
Karri rails against this: finding herself where she might need the Legion to take her, or someone, and her mind turns to Karralo again, helpless. Maybe he can fuel something...Yes, he could give us the power... No! You're trying to trick me! How, we are trying it your way and look how far we've gotten! Let us lead! Feeling like her will is going to crack at any moment, Karri works her focus into bringing forth one last thing.
Noticing that Karralo will soon be back in the fight, Lyla nervously pats her body looking for something to drop him unconscious with. Not finding any adequate weapons, she grabs Giggles’s flail and raises it awkwardly over her head. The comic effect of a tiny halfling carrying a large flail does not go unnoticed to her, but the difficulty of wielding the weapon is offset by the fact that her target is still fallen. She swings the flail with all the strength she can muster and aims for the armored thorax, hoping the impact will get Karralo out of breath and down again.
The flail crashes against Karralo's chest, driving breath from him. He isn't down and out yet, however.
Nalun forces his way through the ghoul touch spell, freeing himself from its grip!
Karri's incantation echoes throughout the room, summoning forth one of the Legion within her...