"I see. Thank you for the dagger. Some places still use magic heavily, and items can be made from magic, like my birth weapon. Every reapling is made from a magic item. Actually the reapling overseer was made from many, but she was a dead dragon turned into a reapling. I got to help. I hope we don't run into any dragons though. It took Shiara and our army a lot of fighting to defeat the last one."
She turns to dash, "If you can find my double sword, or my armor that would be much apprieciated."
You detect nothing.
The guards finally come to a stop with Ked. His attempt to provokr them is met with a blow to the head from a wooden club. The chains around his ankles and arms restricting his response.
A female voice answers the tube and asks a question in common. Refusing to speak common, the captors respond in another language with a message that seems to disappoint her. Chuckles are heard after yet another query.
Weary, Ked is placed into a cell with the bag still on as the familiar sounds of his original captor's boots are replaced with the sounds of unfamiliar boots at the front of the cell.
The night hours start to grow long and no sign of Dashuun. With no supplies of methods of soothing Ashleaf, his vines grow cold as the life force drifts from his body.
Finally, Dashuun returns with as much stuff as he could carry. Oslo is reunited with his holy symbol, the harness and body armor that he asked for.
Kikita finds he sword returned. That one was tough. Almost, got me caged again. Dashun explains.
Lady was re-united with some masterwork artisan's tools that she had with her.
Fuar recognizes his spellbook among some manuscripts that Dash grabbed quickly.
It was so easy after I got going that I could'nt resist taking this... Dashuun holds up a palm-sized green gem as Laryn's eyes widened.
I can't believe that you grabbed that Dashuun! She's going to kill us. That is Hexin's prized gem that Bo'Tha gave her!
After all have rested, she prepares a quick meal for everyone and begins to pack up nervously.
I think that they brought in another capture...I mean being earlier.
He appears to be guarded in the cell we released Fuar from. What do we do now?
Fuar remain quiet still unsure of who anyone is. all those that were captured with him are now gone.
He sits and wonders what will beome of him now. am I the last of my kind? where will I go? and will these new beings accept me.
he seems to squirm in place a bit uncomfortable the warmth of this place has always been a problem but never enought to hinder him.
Its been far to long and there are no longer any of his items that he orignally had. his crystal would have been destroyed by now without the cold to keep it. his weapons and tools long since melted away. he was content with what he still had. and Pogot was at least safe.
He remain silent listen to conversations mostly understanding what is being said as long as it is in the common tongue. this necklace seemed translate for him. that was helpful.
He seems to smile most when Kitika is around she has shown him kindness in the time of thier imprisonment.
Ked pulls off his hood once he hears his captors leave and focuses, the pitiless pits of his eyes piercing the shadows like a knife. "What do you want?" He asked the newcomer before looking up at them.
Kitika brightens considerably with the return of her sword, "Thank you very much, Dash."
Kitika finds some space to inspect and clean her sword, then asks the room in general, "Did anyone have a plan, or was this all from taking advantage of an opportunity?"
Oslo is quite excited to see that the lizard humanoid had returned with his holy symbol, "The Father be praised!" He quickly dresses into his armor and slides the harness over his roundish form.
He then gives a big sigh though, as he could do little for the plant creature without his healing magics that just now had been returned to him. "A hard road for us all." He goes about give rites to those who have died before returning to the the others.
Looking to the small creature known as Kitika, "An opportunity. Our resourceful friend there," he motions to Dashuun, "Was able to escape his cell and able to get his hands upon a key and started to release us all. We over powered those we could and then fled."
"Is this prisoner guarded well? I beleive we should release this prisoner, if we are all able, as he is close at hand. Nobody deserves to be left here." Oslo adds his opinion to Dash's question.
Current AC: 16 (16 Flat-footed / 10 Touch)
Current HP: 17 / 17 remaining
Current Weapon in Hand: Blaster Pistol +1 (3d8), Bone (weapon) +0 (1d8 or 1d6)
Spells (0-level, DC 13, at will) Create Water, Detect Magic, Guidance, Light;
(1st level, DC 14) Bless, Bless, Comprehend Languages, cure light wounds (d)
Channel Energy (1d6, DC 14) 5 of 5 uses remaining
Restorative Touch (Su) 6 of 6 uses remaining - Your touch can remove the dazed, fatigued, shaken, sickened, or staggered condition.
Blaster Uses: 2
" Yes our reptilian friend has done much to aid us in our escape. We have lost a few companions as well, but hopefully we will be free of this place and see what wonders this place offers" Lady says looking at the Repeating crossbow and seems to study it thoroughly through her unblinking eyes.
Ked pulls off his hood once he hears his captors leave and focuses, the pitiless pits of his eyes piercing the shadows like a knife. "What do you want?" He asked the newcomer before looking up at them.
At the sound of Ked's voice, one of the new guards bangs his cell bars loudly. The escapees can hear it in their secret room.
Fuar hears word of another captured. He looks to Pogot.
is féidir leat dul a fheiceáil a gabhadh eile?
fanacht i bhfolach, Spy agus teacht ar ais.
can you go see who else was captured?
stay hidden, spy and come back.
he releases Pogot and the tiny Boreal fox stealthfully explores to see about new prisoner.
What is the plan? Dash asks, searching for concensus.
"Why don't you come in here with that little stick?" Ked barked at the guard, moving up to the bars of his cage.
"I say we head out and free a few others. We must be gone from here, otherwise these beings will not see reason. Plus if we leave we might find out where we are and what we will further need to do from there" she says spouting cold logic as she looked about at the others. She was making her brain wrap about the others and the ones who feel and become inert. She hoped they would either be turned back on or taking to an assimilator and recycled into the fold anew.
"Let's wait a moment for whoever just bang the cell to leave. Then head out and free them."
That is what she does whether others follow suit or not.
Pogot returns with information stating that there are two guards outside Fuar's old cell with a n new inmate inside of it.
After having Fuar relay what his familiar has learned Oslo considers for a moment and then suggests in Common, "There are only two guard's. With our number we should be able to overcome them. Perhaps something to distract them while others attack?"
The oozes eyestocks look about to the others sitting about in the hidden alcove, "We will need to act soon, whatever we decide."
Current AC: 16 (16 Flat-footed / 10 Touch)
Current HP: 17 / 17 remaining
Current Weapon in Hand: Blaster Pistol +1 (3d8), Bone (weapon) +0 (1d8 or 1d6)
Spells (0-level, DC 13, at will) Create Water, Detect Magic, Guidance, Light;
(1st level, DC 14) Bless, Bless, Comprehend Languages, cure light wounds (d)
Channel Energy (1d6, DC 14) 5 of 5 uses remaining
Restorative Touch (Su) 6 of 6 uses remaining - Your touch can remove the dazed, fatigued, shaken, sickened, or staggered condition.
Blaster Uses: 2
Lady prepares her self checking her newest crossbow, and the other weapons she has on her. She nods and looks to the others as she looks at the crossbow and begins to think about how to modify it.
"They are facing us. Not much opportunity for distraction. Anyone have Prestidigitation spell? Make a small ball and roll it out towards them. Perhaps one will get closer for us melee types to jump while the ranged folks cannhit the farther one."
Pogot returns to Fuar and fuar grabs the little fox. as he pets him Fuar mumbles some words and the air around the fox gets even colder.
he releases the fox and it runs off to stealthfuly approach the guards
Fuar then looks to the group and in a boken common.
Pogot distract. chilly surprise when it touch hehe
Your melee touch attack deals 1d6 points of nonlethal cold damage + 1 point per level, and the target is fatigued. The fatigued condition ends when the target recovers from the nonlethal damage. This spell cannot make a creature exhausted even if it is already fatigued. You can use this melee touch attack up to one time per level. No save
Pogot sneaks skillfully up to the guards and delivers the frostbite to the guard on the left, who nearly faints. The remaining guard on the right, drops his relaxed stance and has enough wit to leave his post and run to the western door to call for help.
Dash
Laryn
Kitika will rush the one Pogot tagged.
I will move up so I can fire on the first guard.
Attack:
Damage:
[Dice=Init]d20+2
Kitika will rush the one Pogot tagged.
[Dice=Atk n dmg]d20+3;d6+1
Dashuun vanishes and reappears next to the cell with the blue amulet and releases Ked.
Round 1
Ked
Laryn
Dash
Kitika
Lady
Fuar
Guard
Oslo?
Ked ignores the lizardman for the moment, not questioning his sudden freedom and promptly leaps on the wounded guard and pummels the man with his bare fists.
Lady takes aim thinking the Crossbows magazine could be expanded and the torque tighter for more force, as well as a sight. She aims and fires.
Fire
Damage
Lady looks at the recently destroyed and takes there knifes, and any more bolts as well as another cross bow. She can always use the spare parts to improve the one she has.
Ked pummels the fatigued guard into a worthless lump, still breathing and barely alert.
Pogot (still has 1 more charge of the frostbite) will make haste to catch the other guard and brush against his leg
Pogot barely misses the fleeing guard.
Hurry. The musket is too loud to fire. Someone please stop that guard from sounding the alarm! pleads Laryn.
Dash attempts to quickly bite the guard and inject his toxins.
Missing completely, Dash mutters some curse to himself.
Quick! He's making it to the tube! Laryn yells out again.
Fuar moves as fast as he can to get closer mumbling strange words as the moisture in the air around his hands starts to freeze into a ball of snow and he hurls it at the fleeing guard.
Kitika will dance her blades through the guard.
Both blades miss the agile guard, but he is stopped in his attempt to call for help by a bolt from Lady's crossbow. Realization comes across his thin mind as he loses his spear in the attack and draws his scimitar, looking to lengthen his last seconds of breath.
The vicious snowball nails the panting guard before he can develop a good defensive posture, leaving him unconcious and bleeding on the ground.