"تستيقظ، التنين القاتل," she whispers.
"I guess we head down," Ylrhea says, her hands close to her dagger and crossbow.
"I didn't see any other way to go," Sienna shrugs.
Drawing Oblivion, Sādhanā nods in agreement. "We watch eeach other's backs as always and keep an eye out for the orb" She says, advancing down the tunnel.
"Can you make sure there's no surprises, Ylrhea?"
Ylrhea nods as the group descends the staircase.
Ylrhea peers down the staircase and sees four figures, clad in the fur of beasts and masks of bone. They seem to be guarding the next staircase.
Ylrhea raises four fingers and points toward the opposite end of the floor.
"If they're clustered together a spell might be the best move." Sādhanā whispers to her companions.
The gnome shakes her head. "Two are halfway down, facing this way. The other two are at the end of the room."
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"I don't suppose someone want's to try and negotiate?" Cyna offers half-heartily.
"They don't look like the talking type, unless they're gloating about killing you."
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"How big is the room, we need to drop the ones further in first" Sādhanā says, thinking.
Ylrhea squints. "About two hundred feet long, twenty feet wide."
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I could go up to the nearer two invisible and wait until Cyna tries to drop the far two to strike. I'm no Ylrhea but I can be stealthy-ish when I need to." the magus says with a smile at the gnome.
"I can try and pick one off for you," Ylrhea says, unslinging the crossbow and kneeling on the stairs.
"Ok, ready?
"Ok I'm taking the one on the right" Sādhanā moves to the top of the staircase and whispers an arcane incantation winking out of sight. She makes her way down the staircase stopping a few feet from her chosen target.
Cyna draws her bow and takes aim at one of the guards.
Unfortunately, Ylrhea is spotted and the strangely dressed men start running to your position. They seem to go into a rage becoming stronger.
Ylrhea fires as one of the opponents on the left gets closer. ;
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Flickering into view is a flurry of violence Sādhanā seeks to drop the cultist in fron of her.
Initiative:
C1 hp: 23
C2 hp: 13
C3 hp: 11
Harakhty descends down the stairs and readies his crossbow. "Didn't Skaar mention fighting similar assailants in Deshur?"
Round 1: Harakhty, Sienna, Cultists, Drago, Ylrhea, Sadhana, Arista, Cyna
Sienna joins Ylrhea and fires at the barely wounded cultist with her mythic power.
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C1 hp: 4
C2 hp: 13
C3 hp: 11
The cultist shot by Ylrhea and Sienna charges with a vicious punch directed at the gnome.
The cultist fighting Sadhana punches and bites at her.
The remaining two move in closer, the uninjured cultist joining the attack on Sadhana.
Round 1: Harakhty, Sienna, Cultists, Drago, Ylrhea, Sadhana, Arista, Cyna
Ylrhea takes a step back, reloads and fires at the maniac who tried to punch her.
She grunts as she misses at such close range, unnerved by the cultist's disregard for his life.
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Cyna fires flurry of arrows at the cultist hounding Ylrhea.
Cyna finishes off the madman with a well-placed arrow to the throat.
Round 1: Harakhty, Sienna, Cultists, Drago, Ylrhea, Sadhana, Arista, Cyna
Focusing on the first of her opponent's Sādhanā easily sidesteps the lunatic's attempt to bite her, sliding her blade into him with efficiency.
Arista gives her more stealthy friends a chance to get an attack in before making her move. Moving forward a bit, she stretches out her hand while holding the pan flute in the other and cries out in her native tongue,
As she cries out a burst of sonic energy erupts from the pan flute she holds and centers on their assailants.
C3 hp: 3, stunned for 1 round
C4 hp: 17
Sādhanā and Arista manage to end another cultist, while one of the cultists succumb to the effect of Arista's spell.
Round 1: Harakhty, Sienna, Cultists, Drago, Ylrhea, Sādhanā, Arista, Cyna
Drago takes aim, waves a hand, and says, "Arcaniss Nil'gnos" Three bolts of white energy fly towards the one cultist not engaged with anyone.
Drago finishes off the cultist with a barrage of magic missiles.
Round 2: Harakhty, Sienna, Cultists, Drago, Ylrhea, Sādhanā, Arista, Cyna
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Michael's new students seemed like a fine lot, being tested by Elsa and now dealing with Divitia. In the dhampir's eyes, Clara thought she saw kindness. People were always different around children, as if they had some sort of special power to strip away the inconsequential concerns of life. The paladin absently rubs her belly and hoped. Words couldn't describe how she would feel if she became pregnant, but 'perfect' seemed about right.
Clara heads to Hadrinn's for a light dinner and conversation with the dwarf. It seemed as if he missed everyone as much as she did. They weren't just heroes, they were friends, confidantes and family. If anything, her loneliness made her more social and she learned she wasn't alone in her feelings. Even Esmerelda, who struck Clara as a stoic warrior, shed tears because she missed Arista. It was jarring and, at night, Clara would cry. Not out of sadness, but knowing, even a little bit, that her wife and her friends were loved by so many.
She lets the children go off for their evening activities, too much structure can take the wonders out of magic. She wanted them to cultivate a desire to learn, to see the world in a new way. She sighs...Michael indeed made an instructor out of her. She walks up to the wizard as he reclines outside, nose in a book as usual.
"So...one lunch and now you're engaged..."