Death Save
Sorin’s breath is ragged but steady.
Kraz brings his weapon to bear against the remaining one. Equals amounts of spittle flying..
"DIE FURRY DEAMON SPAWN!!"
"NO!", Jack yells and fires at the hairy ape-beast once again.
Attack:
Damage:
Sneak:
"Down with you foul beast" Beerg screams as Sorin receive the blow.
He retaliates with another wild swing
Jack's bolt hits the beast in the upper body again, and it howls in fury, beginning to foam at the mouth. However, before it can attack, Kraz steps up, smashing it in the upper leg, snapping the bone. The creature falls to the ground, blood pouring from its wounds, still snarling and kicking, but hardly clinging to consciousness.
"Beerg...get over here. Sorin is badly wounded and may need the tender mercies of your diety to bring her back to us!", Jack calls out as he unsheathes his rapier and gives the dying monster a final stab.
Beerg caught up in battle hears Jacks calls for assistance. Seeing Sorins badly wounded makes Beerg take a second to realise he has not helped a friend over attempts to slay a foe. He rushes to Sorins side pushing others out of the way in his anxiousness to help.
He slaps his hand together in a louder than normal clap and begins to to talk in a monotone and deeper voice.
Hail Torm! Hail the True!
For thou have blessed thee.
And the essence of Duty is in thee.
For my soul I’ll give for thou.
In achieving my duties for thee.
For a lifetime with nothing to do.
Will leave the soul and spirit empty.
He brings his hands apart and places them firmly on Sorins body. Her body moves under the pressure, alsomt enough to make others feel awkward to the potential damage it could do and continues.
I salute thee, the Loyal Fury
Source of Strenght of Will
Tyr stands with thee
Member of the Triad
The most Loyal of all
Holy Torm, example of Obedience
Stand by us, mortals
For now, ’till the end
Sorin’s eyes open. The blessing of Torm filling her soul. She blinks for a moment and looks up at Beerg. Smiling she asks ”Did we win?” Sitting up, she allows her friend to help her stand. ”Torm be praised! The creature spun around faster than expected. I was not able predict an appropriate defensive maneuver. Thankyou my friend.” She takes Beerg’s forearm in a warriors handhsake often used by Tormites.
Brushing the gravel off of her gi ”What are thes creatures?”
The creatures wear no clothing; they are covered only by their dirty, shaggy, off-white fur, and so have no pockets. However, the one the held the greatsword has a small stoppered glass vial hanging from a thin leather thong around its neck. The glass is poorly made, and difficult to see through, but it appears to hold a viscous black liquid.
Beerg greets Sorins handshake with a firm grasp on the upper arm "Get that health potion into you, we're gonna need you in good condition moving forward"
He then looks at the others, "Does anyone know what these things are? And... Is eveyone else ok?" his look moving towards Nilelane and stopping expecting she may be able to shed some light.
After a moments pause "We may want to keep moving. That kerfuffle could have alerted others..."
Looking to Jack "Can you keep your sharp eyes peeled for any other surprises?"
Sorin takes a pull on the potion of healing given to her. ”I feel better, but it had a funny taste. I think it may be old. Hopefully you were all given fresh potions.” Disapointed, she puts the empty bottle back in her backpack.
Immediately after Nilelane touches the drop of liquid to her tongue she feels a wave of dizziness rush over her, though it abates quickly. Her tongue is definitely numb.
Kraz heaves a bit more before catching his breath..
"Kraz hasn't been in a fight with one of those before. Nasty bugger."
He moves and inspects the shaggy things greatsword..
The sword is basic but well-made. It bears no adornments, nor a maker's mark. The blade doesn't look particularly well-maintained, but its most interesting feature is the black substance that is smeared along its edges.
"Kraz thinks the blade might be poisoned. That's probably whats in the potion Kraz's good friend Nilelane is sipping on. Kraz thinks that might be a bad idea."
He sheathes his own greatsword and hefts the new one.
"Whoa..whoa...lets put the bottle down Nilelane. No telling what sort of nastiness is in that! Ok, let's take stock. How is everyone doing? Sorin do you need a little bit more of a pick-up from those wounds? If so, here take my potion. So no one knows what those beasties are?"
Jack keeps looking around the area, his eyes constantly moving as if he feared more of the shaggy brutes to suddenly appear.
Sorin inspects her wounds and finds that although they are not still open and gushing life blood, they are still quite nasty to look at and very tender to the touch. ”It seems the potion has not been very effective. I am not completely healed.” She says with some concern. ”I would certainly not complain if I were to have another potion. Thankyou Jack. “ Sorin takes Jack’s potion and imbibes it’s contents.
After retrieving her dart from the fallen creature, Sorin let’s everyone know that she is ready to continue.
"OK, are we all set to move on?, you Ok Sorin? Nilelane.... lets not taste any more of that, yeh?" A squirmish look is on Beergs face as he talks about tasting the black liquid.
"Kraz is ready.. Let's move on."
"OK, if everyone is ready??"
The thief looks at Nilelane as her illusionary chickens slowly begin to fade.
"Right, so let's see where those hairy lumps of ugly came from!"
The party continues out of the large cavern, and enters a reasonably small natural tunnel. The only sounds other than those you make are the occasional drip, drip of water. The glowing orbs summoned by Nilelane are stretched out in front and behind you, and the jagged walls of rock through sharp black shadows everywhere you look.
After a thousand feet or so of twisting cave, the tunnel starts to bend consistently to the right, heading slightly upwards as it does. After another hundred feet or so, an irregular natural cavern opens up to your left. You are dissuaded from searching it too closely, as it reeks of animal waste, piles of which are clearly visible from the cavern opening.
Moving on, the tunnel continues to climb gently to the right. Just as you feel like you have completed a full circle, the tunnel bears left, continuing on. At this juncture, you also see a fairly large oval hole at ground level, about four feet high and seven or eight wide. A few tufts of dirty white fur are caught on a protruding rock at the top of the opening. Bending down for a look reveals that after a couple of feet, the hole opens up into a room, although how big, and what it holds, you can't be sure.
Sorin moves close and inspects the fur. She also looks around for tracks.
“Could this be the lair of the creatures we just fight?”
Sorin kneels down to examine the fur, which seems to be identical to the fur on the creatures that attacked you. She points wordlessly to large, four-clawed tracks that belie traffic into the room, as well as both ways up the passage.
"Kraz thinks we should be ready for a fight. Let's try to sneak in."
"Hmmm..you might be onto something there my friend. Let me take a quick look and see what there might be."
Jack quickly slips into the shadows and silently moves into the room.
Stealth:
"Be careful Jack!" Beerg whispers as he slithers off.
Beerg grips his maul in anticpation
Jack crouches down and makes his way through the hole, which opens up into an irregularly shaped room some 30' by 40'. It is messily littered with bones, scraps of some cooked meat, and other common items, mostly dirty and broken (a short section of rope, some iron spikes, a ruined lantern), which are scattered around the area. A small hole in the far left wall seems to contain a glint of metal.
Jack motions the others to move forward as he goes and examines the glint from the other hole.
Sorin moves into room carefully staying hidden near the edges of the room.
Moving in also. Trying to get up to speed with Jack in case any nasties appear
Kraz will keep watch in the tunnel. He has the darkvision.
Jack beckons the others into the room, then moves across the room following the glimmer of treasure. Nilelane moves in too, as does Beerg, and while Nilelane bends to pick up a lantern, Beerg hurries towards Jack. Sorin skirts around the left wall, almost becoming one with the rock.
Sorin sees it all happen. From right beside her ear, a huge spider launches, apparently from a hole in the wall beside the monk, apparently not noticing her. It leaps across the room towards Jack, but as it does the half-orc paladin reaches the side of the young rogue. Beerg roars in pain as it sinks its mandibles into his neck.
Kraz hears the sudden noise, and though he can't see what's going on, he is the first to react.