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As his fellow dwur is coated in the green slime, Maxim curses as Juraan's warning affirms his own knowledge on the fell mold;
"Skit! We need to burn it off him... Don't touch him without gloves!"
The gun-mage holsters his pistol and draws a flask of alchemical fire
Maxim then moves toward the fallen warrior and also hurls down his flask of fire;
"Need to burn this stuff offah him pronto!"
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Between the creature itself hurting Kikinnin and the burn damage from being set on fire , Ryan holds forth his Sheild asking for divine help.
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AC = 22
HP = 34/34
Weapon Equipped = MW Dwarven Greataxe
Condition(s) = None
Kikinnin feels the green drench him, giving him pause to understand what new horror has befallen his group. He looks around, assessing the others for their current state of slime. Finding none, he listens to Juraan's explanation, and sees the man's point. This burns. This burns hard.
The black-beard doesn't scream out in pain to indicate to others that he's in trouble. He hopes his frantic retrieval of his own alchemist's fire is enough to convey his plight.
He self-immolates, burning the substance off with fire, striking his breast with the glass flask.
"Back away, folks. This packs a punch."
Kikinnin retreats, if the green slime is mobile. He doesn't bother with putting out the fire, letting it burn away anything else clinging to him.
Though she still doesn't understand her companions' words Marigold does get the gist as Kikinnin himself and several others begin throwing alchemical fire. She hesitates, remembering the chiding she'd gotten from the dwarf the last time she'd lit him up. Even though they'd come to an understanding it was still an experience she was in no hurry to repeat.
So instead of aiding with fire she aids with healing, stepping next to the dwarf and placing a hand on him even as the slime and the fire burn...
Maxim hurls another alchemical fire while Kikinnin splahes the liquid over himself in a desperate attempt to get rid of the slim.
Ryan places a prayer healing the party while Kikinnin moves around in flames.
As the flames disappear you can see the green slime is gone, consumed and purified by the power of the fire.
Down below the cavern, you can overhear some voices.
You can distinguish the voice is that one of a dwarf. It is talking with someone with a stronger voice, perhaps an orc, or an ogre, or something vile like that.
The strong voice seems to hurry the voice.
If you take attention to the deepest part of the cavern, you can notice the light of daylight.
Noticing some voices ahead, Juraan says:
"Sounds like a Dwarf ahead."
"Talking to an Orc or Ogre or something."
"Kind of odd."
Maxim shakes his head at Juraan's words;
"Nay odd... Kazmojen was dwur-blooded mind... Could be another breed who knows our tongue..."
The gun-mage checks his pistol is loaded with bullet and powder then adds quietly;
" Ware if it is an Eiger... they can brutal foes!"
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After the battle, and the multiple healings Kikinnin, still does not look as hearty as his usual self should be, fishing around in his potion Ryan eyeballs one and presents it to him.
"Here take this it should help, return you to a more robust feeling self."
"Hmm still not quite there" Grasping his key hanging at his neck in one hand and holding to Kikinnin's shoulder with the other "Abadar restore this one to his full fighting form as we continue to clear this blight from below the city."
Studying the dwarf's face and complexion, Ryan smiles "There that's much better, however we should avoid any more of that mess. I'm out of that spell until I petition Abadar tomorrow. I'm sorry there's little I can do for your armor right now."
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Unable to hear what the others have, Ryan can offer little in what might be talking ahead. " JJ is our scout, would this be a good time to allow him to move forward and...scout? Stealthy approaches are not my forte."
Maxim nods toward Kinkinnin's charred armour as he loads;
"There is a mending enchantment, but I do not have the knowledge of it... Perhaps when we return to the city I can get it from Ghelve... Unless any o' our company know it?"
"I can petition for it, but as with more of the restoration magic that will be tomorrow, perhaps it would be something I need daily if we continue down here."
A few scattered bones lay around the cavern, rusted bits of equipment, and pools of harmless slime.
Ahead, the passage widens, forming a rough-hewn cavern with a forty-foot-high ceiling. The floor slopes down toward a southwest exit. Two natural columns of rock support the ceiling, and a twenty-foot-high ledge connects the westernmost column to a nearby wall.
Following the source of the voices you find out a group of seven half-orcs and a grimy, bald dwarf. The dwarf holds a crystal ball with the image of an ogre mage inside with whom he seems to be talking.
"All the goblins are dead 'Blue Duke', Chorlyndyr and Kallev are missing too" says the dwarf. The half-orcs seem nervous.
The blue faced ogre image seems very angry and answers back "The guards are posted at Orak's bathhouse and a group of adventurers are going down. Hurry up, finish them off and make sure there is no trace of the cage materials" the ogre looks back like if he was listening to someone else then looks back to the crystal ball "We will look for a different way to sneak our half-orc mercenaries into the city"
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Marigold waits nervously as some of the others scout ahead to find out more. She had no intention of trying to creep closer herself unless she had to - and she hoped she wouldn't have to.
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JJ slips towards the voices heard below, retrieving the potion of invisibility, carrying it in his off hand should he be seen. Stowing his Ioun torch as he get close enough for the daylight to light his way.
Without apparently being noticed, JJ retreats to the group's position and delivers all the information about what he has seen "They somehow new we are approaching. There is a dwarf and seven half-orcs, and I have seen in the crystal ball the ogre mage they call the Blue Duke"
"Sounds like they have a mission and its us, better to meet them while they are confined than to face all of them in the wide open of the main cavern. Can we catch them as the exit the narrows?"
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Acid and fire, when applied judiciously, works wonders on stone and metal. On flesh, only erosion and blackening. Kikinnin feels the full brunt of the slime's acidity, as his joints begin to doubt their adhesions, and his muscles debate their insertions into his bones. When Marigold's healing comes, he hopes for full restoration. When none comes, he holds still, fearing for his body's integrity.
As Ryan steps up, and applies a different form of healing, only then does Kikinnin begin to relax.
"Here take this it should help, return you to a more robust feeling self."
The black-beard claps the priest on the shoulder, clasping his hand on Ryan's deltoid. "That's the stuff, Ryan. You know your art well, good man. Abadar blesses us with your presence." When he's said his thanks, he lets go of the shoulder.
As Ryan and Maxim speak on repairing armor, it gives Kikinnin pause to actually examine it himself. For the damage, the black-beard grows quiet. He rubs the corroded parts delicately, as if touching it will cause further damage. Once touched, his gloved fist clenches in frustration before loosening. "Damn the damned slime. Damn it for the abomination it is. Why something like that exists is beyond my ken at the moment."
He stands and breathes, waiting for the scouting to be done.
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Once JJ returns from scouting and gives report, Kikinnin taps his axe to his shield. "Let's do just that. I've got no small frustration that should bear out against a couple of those orc-bloods. Let alone the dwarf."
Kikinnin will move forward as JJ indicates, allowing the boy to steer them to the appropriate chokepoint, where he expects to stand.
"Sounds like the narrow tunnel is the best place to meet them."
Maxim scowls a little as JJ imparts what he knows;
"Dwur and half-euroz... working together... Ain't right..."
On tactics he nods, before tapping his pistol;
"Mind we get a salvo of ranged fire in afore the grand melee kicks off..."
"It is very narrow up there, those of you with spells that can affect an area would be able to wreck havock on them at the clustered at the outside. Then Kikinning and I can clonk them on their heads as they try to come in. I'm curious about where this tunnel comes out. Maybe in the jungles outside of Cauldron. Perhaps this is an old smugglers route?"
"I'll step up as well, Lending both shield and mace in addition to divine magics." Ryan says as he winds the heavy mace, preparing for the opening volley.
"Um...if we're g-g-going to t-t-try and g-g-get them at a ch-chokepoint, I could t-t-try my r-r-razzledazzle magic...like what J-Juraan carries in his wand," Marigold offers. "If it'll even work," she adds. "Or I could t-t-try magic to m-m-make one of them run away in f-f-fear."
"Good idea, Marigold, but only a temporary solution."
"As soon as we leave they'll be back again."
"And probably more of them too."
"We need to lure them into a narrow defile, then hit them."
"I still have some acid and alchemical fire flasks for that sort of thing."
You overhear the voices of the half-orcs as they approach entering the cavern. They will soon reach the wide cavern in front of you.
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Something scratches between Kikinnin's ears. For all the preparation they invested in Drakthar the Dead and Buried, he realizes he has a couple of baubles that should benefit this inevitable clash with Blue Duke minions.
He pulls out his potion and oil, making sure to drink one and pour the other.
The black-beard looks to Marigold and Maxim, waiting for their power to bear upon the rabble, before stepping forward and complicating the ranged volley. Kikinnin feels as ready as he'll get to be. A quiet murmur of thanks to Abadar for returning his strength, and he tightens his grip on his axe, expecting several solid swings in the near future.
"We capture the dwarf. He doesn't get away, either way."
Ryan will cast Bless on the group as they hear the others approach, then casting Divine Favor upon himself.
Bless - Allies gain +1 on attack rolls and saves against fear for 3 minutes
Divine Favor - You gain +1 luck bonus per three levels on attack and damage rolls. 1 min
Moving forward to take his place in the line. Hvy crossbow ready.
Maxim forms up alongside Ryan, checks his loaded pistol, then nods toward where Surabar stands;
"Well lad. Go pick us a fight..."
Juraan will move up near the bottleneck, where Maxim and Ryan are, and use another charge of the Mage Armor wand on himself.
The sound go louder as your enemy approaches. When the half-orcs turn the corner, they are taken by surprise giving you the opportunity to take the advantage!
You quickly recognize the dwarf as Xoden Nightshield.
The half-orcs are all armed with halberds and bucklers and armored with breastplates. You cal also see bows on their backs.
Surprise round
Ryan takes aim at one of the leading orcs with his heavy crossbow...
Having not realized how close the approaching half-orcs really were, Marigold squeaks with alarm when she realizes that she's not in the right position to use her magic like she'd been talking about. Hurriedly she ducks past Ryan and rushes to the front, ignoring the small part of her mind screaming about running right into danger's arms...
Before the approaching group can properly gain their bearings, Marigold raises her hands and unleashes a colorful blast that washes over several of the creatures. Not even waiting to see if her magic even worked or not she then turns and runs back the way she came, leaving the way open for her companions.
JJ waits for Marigold and then steps in front of her, unleashing a blow with his shiny new sword.
"Pull back Marigold. Oh blast it...પાછા ખેંચો મેરીગોલ્ડ"
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Maxim readies to shoot only to see his line of sight obscured by Kikinnin and JJ.
"Gods be damned! Yer in my way ye eijits!"
He curses then shifts towards the oncoming foes for a better shot...
Scowling the gun-mage levels his firearm, imbuing it with magic , before firing at nearest half-orc
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He then heads back toward the lines of his companions
Juraan runs up beside JJ and unleashes a Burning Hands spell doing acid damage
Juraan then runs behind Kikkinin and …
throws an acid flasks at the the lead half-orc (green)
AC = 22
HP = 34/34
Weapon Equipped = MW Dwarven Greataxe
Condition(s) = Blessed, Bull's Strength, Magic Weapon
Kikinnin snorts as his blond bror blusters. "I've been waiting for you to get your shots off, and you still shoot your mouth off?!" The black-beard shakes his head, clearing his exasperation, while waiting to step up on the approaching horde.
Throwing axe in hand, he chucks it at the lead orc, hoping to bleed them at a distance, before moving up.
Kikinnin steps to the side, and readies a swing at the first beast to step up.
"Come on now, here we are! Find out how easy it is to march for the Blue Duke!"
As the first half-orc approaches turning around the corner, Ryan fires his crossbow. He takes the humanoid in green clothing by surprise and the bolt stabs deep into his right shoulder.
Marigold moves up very close to the half-orcs, leaving barely 5 feet from her to the half-orc impacted by Ryan's bolt.
JJ follows up after her, setting himself into a protective position.
Maxim curses damn the close fight as his clear shot is lost and moves looking for a better shot.
Juraan moves just behind the rocky spot left of Marigold, unable to get to a more direct position as these are taken by the halfling and JJ.
Resolved, Kikinnin throws the handaxe he had prepared beforehand. The blade flies all over Marigold and JJ's heads and hits the rocky wall of the cavern.
Seeing JJ in front of her Marigold tells the young man to let her flash the enemy and waits for him.
Before the half-orcs can react, JJ slashes with his family shortsword at the one in blue clothing. He seems perfectly familiar with the anatomy of the half-orcs and the blade goes straight into the female's neck veins and cuts deep there. The half-orc should had fallen immediately to the ground but she demonstrates an extreme ferocity and stands, with one hand at her neck, ready to keep fighting. The young adventurer acknowledges Marigold's tactic and quickly retreats without attempting a second attack that will leave him in the middle of his allies attack areas.
As soon as JJ retreats, Marigold eyes open wide, strange words are pronounced by her mouth, and sudden strings of powerful and vivid colours springs from her hands engulfing the creatures at the front.
All the half-orcs but Xoden, fall immediately to the ground, unconscious.
Marigold then retreats past her allies lines understanding the danger the dwarf might pose.
Maxim triggers then his pistol at the enemy dwarf in front. Without JJ and Marigold in the middle, the bullet goes straight to the dwarf's left shoulder and makes plenty of blood to splash into the cavern. He then moves back behind Marigold.
Seeing the empty space, Juraan casts a spell and further punishes the half-orc and the dwarf with a shower of acid springing through the cavern.
The one barely standing alive, finally dies completely unable to avoid the acid, but the dwarf and the other half-orc in the area prove a bit more resistant and survive. Juraan then retreats with JJ and Marigold.
Kikinnin moves to the side of the rocks, exactly to where Juraan was standing a second before, and readies an attack.
"Damn it!" curses Xoden "They are already here!" he looks at the panorama around him. You can still see the face of an ogre in the crystal ball at his hand when he stores it into a bandolier. He pulls up a dwarven axe making a pair with the emblazoned shield at his other hand and looking back at the remaining half-orcs shouts "We are the Blue Duke mercenaries! We are the terror of Golarion! Engage! Engage and become rich with the heads of our vile enemies!"
You do recognize the heraldics at the shield as those of the Nightshield clan. One of the clans of Malachite Fortress.
As the first half-orc comes running in her black clothes, Kikinnin let's his axe down over her left leg, almost cutting it neat. The half-orc shouts in pain, then attempts to make it back with her halberd.
But the dwarf parries with his axe with ease.
The one in white comes howling menacingly and passes by Kikinnin and JJ engaging directly the enemy in front, Ryan.
JJ stabs his main blade at the female half-orc as she passes by, opening a deep wound in her right arm.
After her, they come two more half-orcs shouting "For the Blue Duke and the new order!" and engage Kikinnin and JJ.
AC = 22
HP = 34/34
Weapon Equipped = MW Dwarven Greataxe, Magic Weapon
Condition(s) = Blessed, Bull's Strength, Magic Weapon
Kikinnin watches in frustration as an orc gets by him. When he looks over his shoulder, he's even more upset to see his softer companions in the fray. "Ryan, press forward! We see them dead in this noose-neck part of the cavern!" His swing is checked by the other orcs clustering about him.
When he plants his back foot, and concentrates on Blue, between he and JJ. He lets the boy work on it first, then takes his own swing. If Blue is already dead by the boy's blade, he turns his attention on Yellow, instead.
Realising that the fight has descended into a grande melee, Maxim holsters his smoking pistol and moves across the cavern, drawing his shortsword as he goes.
"Time to get bloody I reckon..."
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As Ryan see the bolt impact the shoulder of the leading orc, he's already begun dropping the heavy crossbow to the ground behind him with his left arm and at the same time dipping the should to drop his shield in place, right hand pulling the heavy mace out into ready position.
"Be there in a moment have someone to take care of first."
Attacking white in front of him..
"તે કામ કર્યું! તે કામ કર્યું તે કામ કર્યું કામ કર્યું!" Marigold cheers excitedly as her spell drops the three leading half-orcs, making the follow-up attacks from the others especially effective. But then her expression sobers as a vicious melee breaks out in the confined caverns.
Though she draws her mace, she makes no move to block anyone's path this time. Instead she reaches out and offers Ryan a moment of guidance on his strikes.
"It worked! It worked it worked it worked!"
JJ grunts as the horde of half orcs swarms into the cavern. They are hit by sword, axe, bolt and spell, and still they keep coming.
"You'll be the blue casket mercenaries if you keep this up!" he calls back at them, happy to swap taunts along with his blows.
Quickly JJ gets into his bloody swordplay. When a month ago, the thought of fighting real opponents was enough to bring weakness to his knees, he has faced a (half) troll, wererats and a vampire since then.
Juraan steps back 5 feet and fires an acid ray at the half-orc fighting Ryan.
Kikinnin's slash attempt at the passing by half-orc goes to high. He leans his back on the cavern walls then counter attacks the mercenaries clashing into the group with a diagonal movement of his axe that cuts through the chest of the half-orc in front of him opening a wide gash.
With the melee over him, Maxim steps back and stores his pistol reading a fine shortsword instead.
Readying his mace, Ryan crashes the blunt heavy area of his weapon on the half-orc just in front. She protests in pain growling menacingly.
Astonished by her success, Marigold looks for a safest position behind Ryan, and then touches the cleric giving him her guidance.
JJ moves his swords with lightning speed in front of his enemies, stabbing twice the half-orc in yellow clothing. The half-orc yells in pain, hardly standing after the attack.
Juraan steps away and produces a ray, but the pressure of the half-orcs makes him nervous and the acid lands at his feet.
Xoden looks the action eyes open wide "Fight! Keep fighting!" while he takes a potion from his bandolier and drinks it full.
The white clothed half-orc attacks Ryan.
The halberd cuts at his face, very close to the neck.
Cyan blue steps close to Juraan and attempts to surround JJ with his attacks.
The blade cuts true on the young lad's right arm.
Yellow tries to take down JJ after stepping where his mercenary companion was before.
The hit is true, cutting at JJ's other hand. The half-orc barely manages to keep on his feet after his attack, a deep ferocity in his eyes.
Black steps to the front looking to harm Kikinnin.
And she manages to find a small place uncovered by the damaged armor of the dwarf, opening a deep wound on his flesh.
Marigold cries out with alarm as JJ is quickly very nearly surrounded on all sides, taking some vicious blows in the process. Unable to reach him without blocking Maxim, she instead steps forward and attempts to strike the half-orc in front of her.
JJ gasps in pain as the orcs start to swarm around him. But even as his blood flows out onto the ground, the mysterious blue light that has saved him more than once seems to flow from the wound, stopping the worst of the bleeding.
JJ swings with his sword at the orc in yellow (or his neighbour if yellow goes down.
He then steps sideways to protect Maxim and avoid getting flanked.
"That's gonna leave a mark"Ryan says to no one in particular as the halberds pike slips past his guard.
Seeing JJ take the brunt of several attacks and the half orc in Cyan menacing him once more, Ryan shifts his shield between himself and the 'Lady in White' who cut him with the halberd. Rotating around, he brings the mace to bear on Cyan while hopefully ending back in position to black the next halberd attack.
AC = 22
HP = 25/34
Weapon Equipped = MW Dwarven Greataxe, Magic Weapon
Condition(s) = Blessed, Bull's Strength, Magic Weapon
Kikinnin continues to hew through the orcs, expecting another one of them to fall, and thin their numbers quickly. He picks Black.
"Xoden, you bring the blackest shame upon Clan Nightshield. Malachite still lives and breathes, despite your corruption. I want you to know that, before you walk Pharasma's Halls for Judgment. Your death here will be a just one."
Juraan takes a 5 ft step back and tries to fire another acid ray at the half-orc fighting JJ (Cyan):