When the order's decided Lyssa opens the door.
Lyssa shoves open the door...
Her heart thumps firmly, as 2 daggers come flying at her. One hits the wall, the other stings nasty in her shoulder. She sees 2 archers behind a set of barricades and men with maces and shield guarding them. The archers have their strings ready.
"Move and we'll shoot, but please do move."
Lyssa & Sabel
Archers
Melee
Grint
Robes
Father Burdock & Elsa
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Unable to do much else at the end of the row Sabel casts guidance on Elsa.
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"Oh, thanks Father," Lyssa says when Burdock heals her up. "I was so occupied on moving forward that I forgot my wounds."
Lyssa moves over to one of the melee guys and throws a punch at him.
Lyssa heads over to a shield man and manages to get past his defenses. Meanwhile Sabel casts a guiding spell on Elsa.
Archers both take a trying shot at Lyssa.
Melee:
Blue bleeds for 1 and swings his mace in return, hitting her firmly on the shoulder.
Red moves up to Lyssa and, seeing her punch prior, fights defensively.
He swing was utterly poor.
Grint
Robes
Father Burdock & Elsa
Grint's turn.
Grint moves into the corner and leans back so Father Burdock could pass him when he wants to, draws back his bowstring and fires a single shot at the red melee guy.
Lyssa heads over to a shield man and manages to get past his defenses. Meanwhile Sabel casts a guiding spell on Elsa.
Archers both take a trying shot at Lyssa.
Shot, melee: 1d20 + 4 - 4 ⇒ (19) + 4 - 4 = 19 Dmg: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3
Shot, melee: 1d20 + 4 - 4 ⇒ (11) + 4 - 4 = 11 Dmg: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5
Melee:
Blue bleeds for 1 and swings his mace in return, hitting her firmly on the shoulder.
Mace, PA: 1d20 + 3 - 1 ⇒ (20) + 3 - 1 = 22 Dmg: 1d8 + 2 + 2 ⇒ (4) + 2 + 2 = 8
Red moves up to Lyssa and, seeing her punch prior, fights defensively.
Mace, defensively: 1d20 + 3 - 4 ⇒ (9) + 3 - 4 = 8 Dmg: 1d8 + 2 ⇒ (8) + 2 = 10
He swing was utterly poor.
Crit?: 1d20 + 3 - 1 ⇒ (15) + 3 - 1 = 17 Dmg: 1d8 + 2 + 2 ⇒ (8) + 2 + 2 = 12
Grint takes a shot at the guy attacking Lyssa, it misses only just.
Robes
Blue touches the blue thug. His bleeding stops and only minorly do his wounds close.
Red looks at Lyssa. "Doom is coming to this world."
Father Burdock & Elsa
Bold are up.
Elsa charges past Grint grumbling something about him not being a very aggressive sort.
She pulls up short of the sword wielding thug and raises her hands A Blast of Ice and Snow buffets everyone in a 15' cone. DC 17 reflex for half
Blue steps back in time to avoid most of the icy burst.
Blue however, eats the cold.
Father Burdock's turn.
Burdock will move to S of the leftmost red guy , then strike at him with Dwarven steel.
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As Father Burdock moves up to engage red, he takes a swing in return.
His blow misses the stout dwarf, he himself avoids Dwarven Steel.
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Sabel
Lyssa
Archers
Melee
Grint
Robes
Elsa & Father Burdock
Sabel & Lyssa
Lyssa feels a chill run down her spine, but even when shaken she refuses to give up. She throws a single punch at the blue thug east of her, then turns around and throws a punch at the red thug southwest of her.
A grin shows on Lyssa's face. "Boom, take that!"
Sabel moves forward and casts a guidance on Grint.
Lyssa passes her save and throws punches at her assailants.
Blue dodges, red only barely manages as well.
Archers.
Blue manages to hit in retaliation. "I don't like cold weather, lady!"
Melee
Blue, not willing to take more hits and keeping his ground, fights defensively.
Red tries a retaliation
Grint
Robes
Elsa & Father Burdock
Grint's up.
Grint steps up and moves to be right behind Elsa and fires two arrows at the red thug in melee with Father Burdock.
Sabel moves forward and casts a guidance on Grint.
Lyssa passes her save and throws punches at her assailants.
Blue dodges, red only barely manages as well. By 1.
Archers.
Blue vs Elsa, cover: 1d20 + 4 - 4 ⇒ (17) + 4 - 4 = 17 Dmg: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (7) + 1 = 8
Red vs Elsa, cover: 1d20 + 4 - 4 ⇒ (10) + 4 - 4 = 10 Dmg: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5
Blue manages to hit in retaliation. "I don't like cold weather, lady!"
Melee
Blue, not willing to take more hits and keeping his ground, fights defensively.
Mace, fight defensively: 1d20 + 3 - 4 ⇒ (5) + 3 - 4 = 4Dmg: 1d8 + 2 + 2 ⇒ (8) + 2 + 2 = 12
Red tries a retaliation Mace: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (18) + 3 = 21Dmg: 1d8 + 2 ⇒ (7) + 2 = 9
Grint shoots two arrows at red, hitting the man in the shoulder for 4.
"Ah...damn you!"
Robes
Both take out a firm handful of darts.
Elsa & Father Burdock
Bold are up.
Elsa takes a 5' step around the Good Father and unleashes another torrent of ice
DC 17 reflex for half
All three pass their save, but red is only barely standing.
Father Burdock's turn.
Father Burdock's hammer swings at the man, who lets it bounce off his shield.
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Sabel
Lyssa
Archers
Melee
Grint
Robes
Elsa & Father Burdock
Bold are up.
Sabel walks a bit further into the room and casts Bless on everyone.
Lyssa tries again what she failed to a few seconds ago.
Sabel makes her entrance and blesses the party.
Lyssa throws two punches around. Blue manages to block it with his shield, but red is hit square in the face. With a clash of metal he falls over and remains motionless on the floor.
Archers
Both have a target right in front of them.
He hits.
Melee
Blue keeps fighting defensive.
Grint
Robes
Elsa & Father Burdock
Grint's turn.
Grint fires twice at the red archer firing at Elsa.
Grint's 1st shot is barely a miss, damn that barricade.
Robes
Both throw darts.
Both miss.
Elsa & Father Burdock
Elsa shrugs at the enemy's inability to move out of the way and blasts them all again with ice and snow DC 17 reflex for half
Elsa's cold chill takes down both archers and red robe.
Father Burdock's turn.
With Father Burdock being a bit more healthier, the round closes.
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Sabel
Lyssa
Melee
Grint
Robe
Elsa & father Burdock
Ladies, have at it.
With one of her opponents down Lyssa throws two punches at the remaining thug.
Blue goes down at the second punch.
Darts x36
Longbows x2
Heavy maces x2
Scale mails x2
Heavy wooden shields x2
Mwk. Daggers x2
Shortswords x2
Potion of CLW x1
"Surrender and we'll spare you!" Lyssa yells at the remaining enemy. "You'll be tied up and gagged in a way that'll prevent you from casting spells. We'll hand you over to the authorities later. If you do not cooperate in this, I will strike you down."
If the man surrenders Lyssa will tie him up and gag him. She'll also tie all his fingers together.
No idea how this magic stuff works. Better safe than sorry.
The robey seems unfazed.
"I fear not death, the glorious void will liberate me.
It will consume you all...wuha, wuhaha!"
As he looks past you, he notices Lilly.
"Eheh...you of all would know of what i speak."
She comes closer, clearly the more confident side present.
"Request granted, huhuhu."
Turning her head;
"Fanatics like these hold no fear of death."
Elsa frowns at Lilly's dispatching of the cultist.
I'm sure they are aware of our presence now...
Lilly shrugs.
"Yes...they like to be alarmed, but they don't cover all the bases.
It surprises me that they don't, i tried getting us out, had more success than the frail flower did."
With nothing else but big barrels and containers filled with useless stuff, you leave the store room behind. The next room is small, a painting of what looks like a disgustingly distorted head with multiple eyes, hangs on the western wall. A stairway heads down.
There's a brick seemingly a bit loose at the northern wall.
Elsa refreshes the Mage Armor spells using the wand.
Burdock heals himself, Lyssa, and Elsa of their wounds.
When he sees Lily kicking the cultist, he moves to intercept. "No need to kick a man when he's down, lass!". As long as he is bound and unconscious, Burdock is satisfied, not wanting to waste unnecessary time on him.
In the new room, Burdock, wary of more magical traps, tries to detect any auras before inspection.
"There's a magical trap on that brick over there.", Burdock pointing at the stone. Looking at the others, he nods. "Think I have the best chance of resisting it, Torag help me." With that, the dwarf moves up and tries to remove/push the brick after everyone gives him some space.
Father Burdock 'presses' the brick and a hidden stone door slides open.
Clearly fine dwarven craftsmanship. To your keen eye for details, potentially a few hundred years old. Perhaps old enough to be made during the former manor's construction.
"This was built here by dwarves, too... seems odd that dwarves would be involved with anything to do with such dark magic. I wonder how this cult figured out these dwarven secrets."
Burdock inspects the door, and if there is no other traps, he'll open it when the party is ready.
The door is a direct access to the corridor leading to both the smithy and the staircase you came from.
"I don't think the dwarves had this dark cults in mind when they built this place, Burdock. It does seem a shame that it fell in the end to the sway of dark forces. Best we restore it then."
As you descend the stairs, somehow an eerie vibe comes upon you.
Lilly seems unfazed.
There are two 10ft wide hallways to the east and west. Both are dimly lit, as the last torches in their holders are at the end of the stairs.