Jiro ends the cloud of knives, and seeing the battle is pretty decisive, adds a bit more pain onto the remaining thug.
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The thug (Magenta) laughs at Jiro's taunt, with a surprising amount of self esteem!
The Thayan warrior, infuriated at Mother Homwell's interference, despite her bound and beaten state, thrusts her blade into the priest!
Then she turns her attention to Antonio, It is time to finish you, holy man.
Antonio, shocked at the actions of the Thayan, swings hard at his enemy! A flash of light bursts from the paladin's blade and the Thayan warrior's head bounces off the floor and rolls away as its body staggers and falls.
The last thug's face falls... as he realizes that he is the last standing, his eyes coming to rest on the his leader's head laying upon the floor.
Aw damn, I'm not getting paid enough for this...
Antonio see Mother Homwell's life blood flowing from her reaches down placing his hand on the wound and says
"Torm I humbly ask you to heal the wounds of your faithful."
As the holy healing power surge into Mother Homwell, stitching up her wounds with a light blue glow.
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With a deep breath, Mother Homwell surges up, straining against her bonds!
The discs! she cries, We must stop them!
EDIT: Once she has been calmed, Mother Homwell explains that these were merely mercenaries hired by the Baneite, Tarmin Gald. She tried to resist his tortures, but once he threatened to burn the Helping Hand to the ground and slaughter all of her acolytes there, she relented.
She had hidden the discs away on the Wave Dancer, the same ship that had taken you to the merfolk city. Captain Lesiko secured it in his personal quarters, and they were to leave by third bell after High Sun.
Mother Homwell apologizes for her deception, and calls upon Torm's favor to heal anyone that was injured.
She says that she could gather the city guard in the area, but knows that she cannot stop this Baneite Gald herself and asks if you would be willing to try and stall them long enough to allow her to alert the guard.
Turning and looking at the standing thug.
"Stay where you are, if you want to see the next sunrise."
Antonio walks over to the thug to bind him for the watch.
Jarprax places a heavy hand on the Mother Protector's shoulder, tilts his head slightly so he can look her in the eye: "You should not have run off without us - why ask us to help you and then reject our help? We will stop this Gald, never fear, but you must trust us more."
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She shakes her head, I thought I could do it, that you had retrieved all the discs for me and if the cult of Bane had any sense, they would think that you were escorting them. This was a mission that had been given to me, and up until now, I had to rely on you. I should have realized that Torm gave me you all as his blessing.
After being untied, she continues as she heals Antonio, Even this old priest has lessons to learn. I am glad that you were not killed by my foolhardy plan.
Zar is relieved that Homwell is still alive but he looks disappointed in her decision to deceive them. "You should have realized the cult was going to follow everyone who left the Helping Hand. You of all people should know how important it is to keep the disks out of their hands. Is there anything else we should know?" he asks, hoping she hasn't left something else out.
Too furious with Homwell to even look at the old priestess, Shaldinari spends a few moments seeing if the thugs carried anything of value or use. Occasionally muttering various curses under her breath. Once done, she simply folds her arms, stands near the door glaring and waiting for the others to be ready to pursue the Banites.
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Mother Homwell glances toward the door and shakes her head, Nothing that I can think of. This Baneite, Galt, is dangerous. He seems to have a special connection with his god, but he knows things that he should not...
She is not unaware of the hostility radiating off Shaldinari and looks at her, nodding in acknowledgement.
Mother Homwell speaks again, Time is of the essence! I will gather support from the guards around the warehouse and harbor districts, and meet you at the Wave Dancer!
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Antonio only shakes his head and smiles at Mother Homwell.
"Torm path is laid out for each of us. All we need to do is see it."
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You hurry through a maze of docks toward the cargo vessel, Wave Dancer. As you draw near, you hear the unmistakable sound of battle. Sprinting down the walkway, the ship finally comes into view. In the distance, you see a tall man with black hair standing atop its quarterdeck. A warhammer floats beside him, hovering near a bloodied man dressed in captain’s finery. When the dark-haired man notices your approach, he yells to a group of individuals wielding scimitars on the main deck, “Bane demands your sacrifice. Stop those who would to keep us from our prize! The rest of you, unless you wish to see your captain suffer the same fate as your ship’s wizard, cast off the mooring lines and put this vessel out to sea!”
Moments later, the ship erupts in a flurry of activity, as the remaining members of Wave Dancer’s crew grab ropes and begin unfurling sails at a hurried pace.
Round 1
Initiative Order
Baneite Followers -> Antonio -> Shaldinari / Tarmin Galt & Acolytes -> Blacklock / Jiro / Zar -> Jarprax
Seeing that the Baneite's have taken the ship. Antonio calls on the power to guide his hand in combat. Antonio's sword start to glow bright (20-foot radius and dim light 20 feet beyond that if it was dark).
As Antonio ducks out of the way from the Baneite's attack, Antonio counters with his own strike fulled with the powers of Torm and Tempus.
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And I just realized that I have Savage Attacker, I could have used it in the last battle.
So I will stick with the first roll
Fury infuses Shaldinari's being as she realizes Galt has killed Halara. She could remember the wizard's kindness as she recovered from that first experience of breathing underwater. Her expert, handling of the winds as they sailed to the city of the merfolk. The fact that Halara was dead because of this ego-filled, banite, pile of maggot meat sent waves of anger flowing through Shaldinari's very being.
She channels that anger. Uses it to infuse her Queen's own fae energy. Combined they create a thunderous blast of fury focused on the charging men. Men who would soon be nothing but food for the fish.
"... cast off the mooring lines and put this vessel out to sea!”
"Oh, hell no!"
Jarprax traces small circles with his warhammer while chanting in Giantish. On the ship's deck, swirling in time with his hammer, a mist rises, then thickens into a dark fog.
Calling out to the deckhands in the bow of the ship (by name, if he recognized them): "See to Halara!"
Zar's posture slumps when he hears of Halara's fate. He was looking forward to talking to her again to discuss magic. His daydream is abruptly ended when a crossbow bolt hits him squarely in the abdomen.
He screams in pain and looks down in disbelief at the bolt sticking out of him. Gritting his teeth and taking a deep breath to calm himself, he begins weaving a spell to incapacitate the injured worshipers keeping the group from getting to the ship.
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Blacklock, using his allies to cover his movement, moves around the crates on the dock. Aiming his shot, he manages to catch the last standing follower of Bane right between the eyes!
Jiro scrambles forward, and noticing that she is barely breathing, calls out, She's still alive, but barely! Wizard, hang on!
Round 2
Initiative Order
Baneite Followers -> Antonio -> Shaldinari / Tarmin Galt & Acolytes -> Blacklock / Jiro / Zar -> Jarprax
The remaining Followers of Bane snore loudly, sleeping on deck!
Antonio seeing the magics of his companions work so well. He sprints (dash) forward on the dock.
Need to get to the ship before it sails He thinks to himself
With the fog hiding the enemy for the moment Shaldinari joins Jiro and Antonio in racing toward the fallen wizard.
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You see a couple of sailors emerge from the fog cloud, then you hear a voice from within shout out an order, Stop him!
Then a few seconds later a chanting, then the fog disappears!
Round 2
Initiative Order
Baneite Followers -> Antonio -> Shaldinari / Tarmin Galt & Acolytes -> Blacklock / Jiro / Zar -> Jarprax
Jiro spreads his arms and very briefly sparkles in glamorous inspiration.
Then he hurries forward and drops a curse at Galt and the acolytes.
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A flurry of arcane bolts hammer into the dark priest! Impact after impact force the servant of Bane back a step. He stands there, looking down at his chest, a mess of broken bones and blood... and falls face-first onto the deck!
The remaining acolytes get a crazed look on their faces and in unison cry out as they draw their cudgels, For Bane!