Shield at the ready, Dagmarr advances, just a few steps behind Jerrica to give her room should there be a trap that needs her attention.
Jerrica keeps an eye out for anything suspicious.
Jerrica doesn't see anything and you reach the end of the hall. A door leads outside to your right and a stairway climbs upward to your left.
"Whoever it was probably went upstairs," Thorgr guesses.
She nods, "Up it is then. Would you like to go first Ms. Jerrica?" She asks as she smooths out the skirt of her dress.
Jerrica nods, cautiously making her way up the stairs.
Jerrica, though not stealthy, manages to see a barrel rolling down the stairs towards her.
The barrel takes out the rogue's legs and she goes tumbling down the stairs.
"Ow..."
She winces as she watches Jerrica fall down the stairs, "Oh...are you okay? I guess they definitely went this way then." She looks up the stairs, "Okay...are you alright to keep going or do you need a few minutes? Is your leg okay?" She asks as she sounds a bit worried while thinking about what happened to Nolletta and hoping that Jerrica just had some bruising and no broken bones.
"It's just a nasty spill...I'll be alright in a moment," Jerrica says, picking herself up off the ground.
Sig growls angrily. "They're going to pay for that." she mutters.
Seeing that it doesn't seem too severe, Dagmarr reserves her healing a while longer, she had a feeling they'd need it.
She nods, "Yup, ready to go kick some dark elf ass then?" She asks with a crooked smirk on her face.
"Absolutely!" Sig says kicking the barrel aside.
Jerrica heads back up the stairs.
About halfway up the stairs, there is a door to your left.
Jerrica nods her head at the door questioningly.
She nods her head and motions for her to check the door for traps before trying it.
Nodding in agreement, Dagmarr readies to gift Jerrica with healing should there be any other nasty surprises.
Jerrica checks the door.
Jerrica doesn't see any traps, but she can tell that the door is blockaded from the inside.
"Blocked from inside. Might need some muscle," Jerrica whispers.
Thorgr looks at Frostine.
Laughing Sig hands Jerrica the torch and looks at Thorgr,"I think this one might need more than a good kick."
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She stifles a giggle as she waits for Jerrica to move before ramming the door.
Frostine bursts through the door into what appears to be a bedchamber. Two dark elves look surprised as the lithe sorceress makes her entrance.
She smiles as she waves at them, "Surprise a$$holes!" She says before blasting the one on her left with a shocking ray of cold as she points at him.
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The mirth still clear in her tone, Sig begins another roaring battlechant.
Dagmarr moves forward to engage the enemy, mind set on eliminating the dark elves from Hel's home.
Jerrica moves beside Dagmarr, ready to attack.
Thorgr steps up to engage the remaining dark elf.
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The dark elf manages to avoid being slowed by Frostine's spell.
Initiative:
Round 1: Jerrica, Sig, Thorgr, Dagmarr, Dark Elves, Frostine
Jerrica attacks the dark elf in front of her.
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Continuing her chant, Sig charges the dark elf facing off with Thorgr, however the torch he;d in her other hand while also singing proves too much to focus on at once.
Thorgr brings down his blade against the dark elf.
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The two dark elves are quickly dispatched.
She shrugs and sighs, "Well...that was a little...anti climatic. I bet they didn't see that coming." She kind of let's out a laugh as she searches the room, "So...how is everyone doing? Are we okay to keep going, or do we need to hole up somewhere and rest before taking on the rest of these....people?" She asks as she searches.
"A rest may be in order," Thorgr says. "As disappointing as it may be to some."
He glances briefly at Dagmarr before sitting on one of the beds.
Looking at where the door used to be she sighs, "Well...I guess we could pile up stuff in front of the doorway and take watches so we can all take turns resting. Should we just toss their bodies outside?"
"That might attract attention..."
"Is there a closet or something in here we can keep them in then? I just...I don't wanna have to look at them." She says as she sits on the bed next to Thorgr and puts her head against his arm.
Dagmarr sighs softly to herself. She was a soldier, and now was the time to put aside her personal desires for the good of the mission. It would do them no good to head back and have to fight their way inside all over again. Thorgr was right, it was disappointing, and she honestly didn't care that it was that obvious, but it would be better to know that this was resolved when she saw Hel again.
She begins to look around the room for a way to conceal the bodies from view.
Looking over at Jerrica she asks, "So...what do you think we should do with 'em then Ms. Jerrica?"
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"I'd say drag 'em out to the rest of the dead ones and leave them there," Jerrica says with a shrug.