Antonio using the dwarven torches to see by, swings his sword at one. The glint of steal flashing in the light. As he makes an over hand cut to bring down the mad dwarf.
Antonio's blade cuts deep into the dwarf.
Zar waits for his companions to attack before casting a sleep spell.
At Last! Shaldinari cries in her mind. Suddenly her eyes glow with a purple fae light and the air smells of lavender and thyme. Her hand flicks and the middle dwarf is suddenly engulfed in radiant fire that lights up the cavern.
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Antonio springs into action and with a swing, lops the head off the closest dwarf!
Shaldinari steps out form her hiding place, calling down a holy column of flame down upon a dwarf! The maddened dwarf looks up, as if listening to a warning from an unseen ally, and leaps out of the way from her flame!
EDIT:
Dwarf 1: dead
Dwarf 2: -1 hp
Dwarf 3: -1 hp
Jiro lets loose with his own curse upon the mad dwarves.
Too excited by the coming fight, Jarprax doesn’t think to do more than lash out with his warhammer when he sees Antonio’s strike: ”HAAA!”
As the attack begins, Tana aims at Dwarf 2 with her short bow!
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A soft click betrays Blacklock's position as hit quarrel buries itself in a dwarf's throat! The life fades from his eyes as he falls over, grasping at the wound...
The one remaining dwarf gets shot in the shoulder by Tana and it twirls around! It narrows its eyes at all of you and then its lids droop as it falls into a slumber!
Jarprax swings as the dwarf falls, causing the cleric to miss his swing to go wide! The dragonborn's eyelids begin to droop as well, and Zar realizes that the spell still had power and it affected his companion as well!
As Zar rushes to pat out the fire on its leg, knowing that any damage will awaken his target, Antonio catches the softly snoring dragonman!
"Well done. That worked better than I could have hoped," Zar says the the group. He pauses for a moment and chuckles at the kobold's response. He backs away from the stench as he considers his options. "Guess I need to have someone teach me that cleaning spell. Do you know it, Shaldinari," he asks before casting a spell.
A glowing hand appears by the dwarves, and Zar manipulates it to pull the weapons and items like pouches or bags that he can see out of the pile.
Tana uses her rope to arrest and secure the sleeping dwarves. She then shakes Jarprax awake and asks,
Great distraction! Shall we interrogate our prisoners?
Tana also encourages the others to take part in interviewing the captured dwarves.
Shaldinari looks at Zar and nods slightly. "I do." She says dryly. "But it requires water...preferably warm...soap, and a sturdy set of hands combined with a desire to scrub...those" She casually waves a hand at the prisoner and two dead then shrugs a shoulder. "None of which I have at the moment."
"Perhaps the better option for next time is to avoid the prolific use of kobold dung in our plans." She says stepping further away from the prisoner in order to find some semblance of fresher air
With a sigh Shaldinari covers her mouth and nose once again with the scented cloth and walks over to the sleeping prisoner. She looks down at the dirty creature, its eyes closed in peaceful slumber. For just a moment she contemplates the fact that the dwarf, or whatever he is, is likely a victim of the artifact and somewhat innocent in all of this. Then she shrugs and takes out some of her fears and frustrations by giving it a swift kick in the ribs to bring it awake.
Once she's certain the prisoner is awake enough to hear, she squats down and let's him see the fey light in her deep purple eyes.
"Oh good, you've awakened from your beauty slumber, although it seems to have done little good." She says. She turns to Blacklock. "Why bother with the little kobold, he won't know much. This is the one you want to talk to. Personally, I'd suggest he tell us what we want to know or we're going to hand him over to the kobolds he has very likely been torturing over the last several months."
Even with her mouth covered, the wicked grin she sports can be heard in her voice as she continues to speak. "Being as how they're starving, I doubt they'll play with their food for too long, but you never know. Revenge is a terribly powerful motivator."
She stands back up and starts to walk down the corridor a few yards to keep watch for other approaching enemies. "Either way let's hurry, because I want to get out of this stinking underground cesspit."
Jarprax's wild swing translates into him sliding gently toward the floor, already dozing. He seems unwilling to waken from his repose until someone boots his roughly in the ribs: "Hmm? Time to go already?"
Looking quickly around, the tall dragonborn realizes he's been sleeping on the job and scrambles quickly to his feet, retrieving shield and warhammer: "HA! Alright - what have we caught?"
Rolling one of the creatures over with a nudge from his warhammer: "Some sort of scrawny dwarf...? I guess that makes sense - can't grow properly if you don't see the sun. Hey - ask that one if they ever go outside."
Tana goes over to the sleeping dwarf and asks someone questions,
Angrily How many of you are there? She pauses for an answer.
Again Sternly Why do you mistreat the kobolds? Again she pauses.
Do you really want to suffer? Answer the questions, OR ELSE!! What are you collecting or hiding down here? Have you ever been outside? Have you ever seen a disc around here?
Again, Tana pauses after each question, occasionally poking the dwarf with her quarter staff.
Note Tana will repeat each question in Infernal and in Abyssal and she will ask the others to translate in dwarvish too.
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To everyone else, you hear as the mad dwarf shouts at Shaldinari, [b]Dinkarazahn! SHupaladorantalo raspanalas! Wempuralufartenis temalaka humanico! Tarpalinjunama pewtaba! Orbasimano soma kerfasi namal! Xhoma... lusei... orba orba manika... kerfasi namal lupinosa...
"Umm... anyone know what he's saying? Doesn't sounds like he's being real helpful either way. Let's try something else."
Jiro waves his hand through the air in a hypnotic pattern, mumbling something in a soothing tone.
"Now, I'm sure you just want to help us meet your king, right? How about friends? Do you have any friends around here - others you work with - well, other than these two dead ones?"
Zar shakes his head. "I have no idea. I can't say I've ever seen an arcane manuscript in dwarvish so I had no reason to spend the time learning it," he says, hoping someone in the group can communicate with the "dwarf".
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Landeep does not seem to understand the Undercommon, which explains why the dwarves beat the kobolds, maybe?
When Shaldinari speaks in dwarvish, the mad creature looks up at her, Ahh, Diinarazahn's consort speaks a language we understand? The glowing eyes, they speak to me. I live and I die, to serve...
Jiro stares at the mad dwarf confused and he babbles away, no idea if the spell worked or not.
”So, is he saying anything useful? Getting any good info on what we still have to face?”
Antonio gives a hard shake to Jarprax to wake him up. "Come on you scaly friend no time to hibernate ."
Antonio translates to question the dwarf.
Looking at the dwarf, Antonio tries to figure out what type of dwarf he is.
Quickly becoming bored with the process of asking the little dwarf-like creature questions in several languages that he doesn't understand, Jarprax will spend his time searching the dead dwarves, then the room and surrounding area (taking his Light spell with him).
Tana, not speaking under common will search and investigate alongside Jarprax.
Hello, Jarprax. Can I help you with your search?
Zar listens patiently as Antonio translates. "Ask him how many guards are left and if there are any traps. Also ask him if he has seen a disk."
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Assisting Jiro in the questioning, Antonio does the best he can.
"If you don't tell us what we want to know that dragon kin and it's young will feed on your flesh and consume your vile sole. Now talk or I will smash my boot to you head."
And that is how I gained information in the army.
Jarprax will attempt to soothe the kobolds, ask them a few questions, and then encourage them to stay and fight or, failing that, to leave with the others until the group has had a chance to get rid of the evil dwarves:
"Hello, little cousins! We've spoken with your friends in the other room," waves vaguely in the direction of the large chamber, "and they were able to help us find you and save you from these evil dwarves. Ha! aren't you lucky! Do you have any good ideas about where the king might be or how many guards he might have with him? Does the king dwarf hide his treasures in a special spot? And, what about these doors - where do they go?"
"Now then, little ones, you can see that there are a few of your kind who have decided to help us out" (including Jiro in this) "I encourage you to do the same - help us take down the evil dwarves, then you can have these caves to yourselves!"
Shaldinari waits out the interrogation since she really doesn't speak the creature's native tongue. As the adrenaline of combat wears off her nervousness and discomfort about being underground returns. She tries to control the growing agitation by pacing back and forth in the narrow passages, tapping her hands against her thighs, closing her eyes and quietly counting backwards from one hundred, but nothing really makes the memories and pain go away. Nothing except the connection to her patron, the magic flowing through her body in a freeing, gloriously chaotic energy that she controls.
A ball of eldritch power forms in her hand, as her burning purple eyes glance at the seemingly worthless prisoner. But she suddenly shakes her head, snuffs out the ball and the light in her eyes and returns to counting quietly to herself.
As the light keeps moving away, Antonio lights a torch using one of the burning dwarfs.
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Blacklock realizes that this is a similar lock to the one in the tunnel near the surface. With a satisfying click, the door unlocks. As it swings open, a tunnel leads deeper into the mountain. A darkness and weight bears down on the rogue as he peers into utter darkness. The sounds of dripping, and occasional clicks and clacks come from below. He is fairly certain that this descends into the Underdark, a place that he has only heard stories of...
Jiro interrogates the mad dwarf, and frustratingly discovers very little. He and Antonio inform you that there are three guards left and the Derro King, himself. The dwarf does not seem to know of any platinum disc.
"My little friends here are eager to rid the caves of this so-called king. Are we ready?"
Antonio ties up the dwarf with his rope, telling the dwarf to stay there and not to move. Then he heads out holding his torch.