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Who ever they going to face, Kanubis do it smiley, and smoking his wooden pipe.
Also the dwarf activates his relic boots to keepwalking even on the wall if necessary.
A plan, hm. I am a merchant from Material PLane introducing his services and got special purpose to check security measures to be sure Cunderfury are capable to do business with Trade Prince. And these guys are my analyst, guard, advisor, accountant and travel guide. I hope thats a good plan or maybe I should mention to my team, that I never lie.
The door to the security complex is unlocked. This luxuriously appointed lobby contains numerous high-backed chairs and rugs of woven copper. Several thin sheets of metallic paper lay scattered on the floor at the feet of a salamander who is in the midst of shouting at a small group of cowering azers.
"არ იფიქროთ, რომ ამით თავიდან აიცილებთ. თქვენ სრულიად უსარგებლო ნაცარი ხარ. მე არ გამოვდგები ამ აშკარა სისულელეს და მოვალეობის შემცირებას."
Hearing a noise behind her, the salamander turns to face the newcomers with a confused look. Then a devious grin crosses her face. She raises her voice and addresses the azers over her shoulder, still keeping her eye on the Pathfinders. "ახლა კი, როგორც ჩანს, კონდერფრინებმა დახმარება გაუგზავნეს აჯანყების ჩაქრობას."
Switching to common she points to the Pathfinders with her spear. "I command you to punish these slaves for their impudence!"
"Yes! You! Punish those azers? Are you idiots? Can you not understand Common?" The salamander seems to be getting herself worked up.
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If it is obvious that the salamander is in charge here, and azers are slaves, K'Anubis gonna act. After short delay he nods, approaching one of azers and then quickly start enlarging. There after he extiguish out at least halh gallon liquid from waterskin. K'Anubis farts then and adds in common.
Work as you are good instrument and you avoid indignity like this. My kin apreciate your work. K'Anubis reading motives there after, awaiting for reactions.
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Garduk holds up a hand. "Not so fast, Kanubis."
Mind racing, Garduk's face twists into an unpleasant grimace. He glares at the salamander and azers. After a moment, he growls,
"დიახ, ჩვენ გამოგვიგზავნეს კონფერფურის მიერ. ჩვენ ვნახავთ ვის სჭირდება სასჯელი. რა მნიშვნელობა აქვს ამ ყველაფერს?"
Hsalkar pauses for a second and then turns back to face the azers. She continues in Ingan so that the azers can understand. "ეს დეგენერატები გაქცევას გეგმავდნენ. მე მათ გეგმა გავაფუჭე. ახლა თქვენ უნდა დაისაჯოთ ისინი. Უხეშად."
She looks meaningfully back at each of the Pathfinders. "Are you going to punish the azers or not?" she asks angrily. "Pouring water on them is not sufficient. And, I know you're not from the Cinderfurys. If you were, I would have heard about it." Her patience running thin and you can tell she is about to explode into even more of a rage at any moment.
"These degenerates were planning an escape. I thwarted their plan. Now you need to punish them. Violently."
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K'Anubis still do not understznd Ignan, so, without translation feeling uncomfortable. He obviously expect that his taeam act more active.
Master salamander, I would feel sad if property try to escape. But can you familirise us with the azers contact so that We sure about proper way to punish them? Moreover, how do you know they wanted to run away?
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"A moment, please, while I translate for my comrades."
Garduk translates the part of the conversation that took place in Ignan into Common for the rest of the party, then mutters to Kanubis in badly-accented Dwarvish:
"Mis su plaan on, Kanubis? Me ei tööta salamandri heaks ega tegutse siin nende kohalike seaduste jõustamiseks. Kui meie eesmärk on takistada sellel turvameeste seltsil reageerimast, kui Cinderfurys helistab, peame minu arvates tegema salamanderi teovõimetuks ja aitama neid vaeseid armetuid." He gestures at the azers.
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Then if she knows we're not with the Cinderfurys, what...we beat the azers and then she turns us in anyway? I don't think so.
Nella isn't quite sure of what's being said between Garduk and Kanubis but she at least knows that it'd probably be a good idea to try and calm the salamander down, at least for the moment.
Time to stall...
"Now, now, there's no need to get even more upset - think of your, uh, blood pressure! Why don't you take a deep breath, calm down, and tell us all about what's been going on. Maybe we can help without causing a big ruckus...and besides, beating on others isn't going to do much good. If you put them out of commission then you'll just have to get replacements and that'll take time and maybe money too..."
Ye gods, I'm babbling...
"Anyway, surely we can talk things out in a civilized manner?" she asks, shooting a look at the cowering azers as well as her companions.
"We need to take the salamander out!"
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Garduk has no idea what Nella is trying to say, but realizes that nobody other than Kanubis and Kulga are likely to understand Dwarven. He tries to coordinate the group by saying the same thing in a few other languages that the salamander is unlikely to know, gesturing each time with increasing emphasis at the azers.
"Trebuie să incapacităm salamandra și să oferim ajutorul celorlalți."
He addresses Nella in Varisian, then turns to Tarragon and Brady and says the same thing in Orcish.
"Wir müssen den Salamander außer Gefecht setzen und die Hilfe dieser anderen in Anspruch nehmen."
Hsalkar's scowl deepens and her red face becomes even redder as Nella tries to calm her down. Then her patience runs out as K'Anubis wraps his gigantic arms around her.
"Let go of me!" she shouts and she tries to bring her spear around to stab K'Anubis. "თქვენ გაწუწთ, შეტევით ეს შეტევა ისინი თქვენი ბატონის მტრები არიან!"
Order:
Azer Merc (red)
Kulga
K'Anubis
Garduk
Nella
Brady
Azer Slaves
Tarragon
Salamander
The azer standing furthest from the door jumps into action as soon as the salamander shouts. With a guttural roar he charges at the enlarged K'Anubis. He hefts a war hammer and attempts to smash it into the dwarf.
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For about two seconds Nella gapes as the situation quickly spirals out of the control and Kanubis and Kulga dogpile on the salamander. Then she realizes she'd better do something and fast.
"Uh-! Well okay, change of plans then!"
Stepping out of the way of Brady and Tarragon, she reaches around and attempts to lock the door they'd just entered from.
"ስለዚህ ኡማ...ትረዳኛለህ እኛም እንረዳሃለን?" the priestess calls out to the azer slaves.
"So, um...you help us and we'll help you?"
Salamander -- 3 questions
special attacks -- constrict and heat
special defenses -- DR except for magic
resistances and immunities -- immune to fire
Azer -- 3 questions
special attacks -- heat adds 1d6 damage on a hit
special defenses -- SR
resistances and immunities -- immune to fire
Kulga joins K'Anubis as begins assaulting the salamander while K'Anubis strengthens his grip on the salamander.
Nella races to the door and locks it while entreating the azers to join her. The azers seems to ignore her. The fear in their eyes makes it clear that, while they want to escape, they can't be seen as fighting directly against their master. They move to surround the giant dwarf and begin attacking with their warhammers.
Brady races around the outside of the fight.
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Garduk barks out everything he can remember about their opponents. "Kulga, watch out for the salamander's constriction attack and additional damage from its own heat! And she'll be resistant to damage from mundane weapons! Kanubis, Brady - the azers have that same extra damage from their body heat, and Nella, be careful, they are resistant to most spells! And they're all immune to fire! Obviously."
Garduk reaches into his pouch and pulls out a pat of butter. He rubs it between his fingers and growls "Rasvaa lattia!". A slick substance coats the red azer mercenary's warhammer.
The salamander shrieks in pain and rage. She wriggles and tries to get her arms free enough to grab the dwarf but is unable to.
One of the azers next to K'Anubis pauses for a second as if torn. Should he try to rescue his taskmaster or instead is this an opportunity to be free. He looks at the Pathfinders and realizes that they will likely overcome Hsalkar. He turns to attack the half-orc coming around from behind. As he lifts the hammer it slips from his hands. He stares at the ground for a second before squatting to pick it back up.
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Nella sighs and flicks her wrist, allowing a wand to drop into her hand from a spring-loaded wrist sheath. She gives it a wave, providing a small blessing to herself and her companions.
"Here you go - make it count!"
Maybe the others will back down once we take care of the salamander...?
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Seems like K'Anubis is not using strength to do awkward things with the salamander - he Just know muscule anatomy and exact weaknesses. As enemy decide to resist - the dwarf begin making him unconscious.
I would preffer to kkep him alive, Tarragon! Brady be nice with azers please. , - says K'Anubis with tension.
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Brady targets the Merc's weapon aggressively, striking hard with his hand where the hammer's head meets the handle.
Brady takes Kanubis' suggestion to heart; after all, it mirrored his own thought perfectly. He strikes hard and fast at the mercenary, but he strikes in such a way as to only incapacitate the azer.
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[dice=red reflex save to pick up weapon]1d20+3
While using this style, you can choke your opponent when you successfully maintain a grapple instead of choosing to damage, move, pin, or tie up your opponent. This suffocates your opponent (Pathfinder RPG Core Rulebook 445). The grappled opponent can take a breath during any round in which you do not maintain the grapple.
K’Anubis strengthens his grip on the salamander, slowly squeezing the life out of her. Hsalkar hisses and struggles futilely. A hint of desperation comes into her eyes but there is also the unmistakable look of defiance and hate.
The Azer mercenary facing Brady looks blankly at him and tries to ward off the blows with his bare hands but to no avail. Maybe because the Azer is unarmed or maybe for other reasons, but Brady pulls his punches and tries to knock out the Azer rather than kill it. The punches land solidly but the Azer absorbs them. At that moment two ice blue darts fly from across the room and slam into the creature. It grunts in pain but it still stands.
The other Azers’ eyes open wide as they start to sense the danger they are in. They are torn between fear of their master and fear of the newcomers. Relying more on instinct and habit then reason, they continue to strike at the enlarged dwarf while trying to position themselves to flank.
Tarragon swings his hammer with a deadly stroke. It smashes into the salamander who goes limp in K’Anubis’s arms unconscious and in critical condition.
The Azer mercenary, not noticing yet that his boss has gone down, reaches down for his weapon. With a business-like demeanor he swings the hammer at Brady but misses.