"Ummmm. Well hold on. I was under the impression that this was WAR. Is it not? Is this not an unresolved war? Are we not here to join that cause? In war. The enemy is to be killed. That is the law of war. Sure you don't kill civillians, there might be all sorts of mission particulars that might come into play. The two Baphomet kissers in the next room are not sewing circle who dabble in a bit of illegal activity that we have not been 'sanctioned' legal to go after. They are agents against us in this war. We don't owe them a chance. We certainly don't need to risk our survival or the survival of our charges. That would I think be the avoidance of duty." He frowns, "I get it you want to sleep good tonight. I'd like to make sure we all live to have the chance to sleep tonight."
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”For the sake of those we protect, then, let us proceed,” answered Damon, waiting his turn to rush in after the stealthy ones had their chance at a surprise attack. The tactics were sound, the cultists were evil and would kill him without hesitation—he was only doing what he must to protect himself and the innocents in his charge. ”There will be a chance with others to offer them an opportunity to repent,” the young Paladin thought hopefully as he waited.
Read the OOC.
Questions, comments, and/or suggestions?
Game on!
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Rapier ready Roscoe moved in slow and silent along with the others.
He waits to strike with the others.
Rapier ready Roscoe moved in slow and silent along with the others.
[dice=stealth]1d20+5
He waits to strike with the others.
OOC: Kokam and Hallvardr have been 'found' and are engaged in combat.
I guess it could be said that the mongrels have not yet seen the other three PCs.
Questions?
Game on!
Kokam scowled at Hallvardr as his mutterings announced their approach to the cultist sentries.
The sentries proved their mettle by quickly attacking, one laying a long scratch down her leg.
Battering aside his other thrust, Kokam resolved to end her side of the fight quickly, reaching down and accessing that well of energy within...bursting upon the cultist with an array of strikes...
Kokam slips the tip of her spear past the sentries defenses, scoring a ht high on his shoulder. Her next attack, low , was easily deflected by his blade. However, he was not expecting her next attack, spinning with the momentum of the cutlist's parry, her spear shaft hummed through the air, striking the demon worshipper square in the temple!
With no healing left the halfling moved in to come to Halls aid by dropping the mongrel attacking him. He leaned in low but close sending his rapier up hoping to find something vital.
Joining the attack with the others, Stella once again conjured a ball of fire and attempted to assist Kokam with the foe she faced. Worried about accidentally hitting the monk, Stella tried to time her strike perfectly but her plan was foiled by the cultist at the last moment when he nimbly dodged out of the way.
The Viking growls out words of healing and his wounds close even as he swings his sword with both hands.
Attack
The pain of the wounds throws his blow wide as his chest and shoulder muscles were not closed up.
Roscoe waded in again rapier seeking a swift end to the scuffle. Frustration cut his face when his rapier missed wide.
Kokam yanked her spear away from the fallen cultist's head, and spun it around so that the point was an inch from the surrendering cultist's throat, "Mercy?! Would you have granted such to us? Speak now, or your life is forfeit! What dangers lay beyond the door?"
It's obvious from the way Kokam is standing, that it would be only a matter of a quick twist of her hips and the spear would impale the cultitst's neck.
With one cultist down, Stella moved with the rest of the group to finish of the remaining enemy but was surprised when he dropped his weapon and asked for mercy. Unsure how to proceed, she saw Kokam threaten the man and decided to take her lead, standing behind the monk rather menacingly (for Stella at least) for dramatic effect with a ball of flame hovering in her hand. Though in truth she had no intention of actually attacking the surrendered cultist, and she hoped Kokam felt similarly...
Kokam yanked her spear away from the fallen cultist's head, and spun it around so that the point was an inch from the surrendering cultist's throat, "Mercy?! Would you have granted such to us? Speak now, or your life is forfeit! What dangers lay beyond the door?"
Waiting for the cultist to answer Kokam's question, Damon asked with true curiosity, "Why would you betray your people and follow the evil gods?"
The cultist blanched, choked, and broke down. "She promised us that we would be safe. That the city, above and below, was going to be overrun by demons and we would be saved..."
He then turned to Kokam, "I don't know. We didn't see them but we were told that they are... demons..."
"Demons..." Kokam mutters, then stared the cultist down, "You made a mistake listening to her...don't make that mistake again."
Rocking back , she spun her spear around and struck the man between the eyes with the haft of her spear...
As the cultist slumped to the floor, she looked at Damon, "Demons he says....if it's the truth, we must kill them before bringing the others up."
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“I disagree, Kokam, I think he is worth more to us alive,” said Damon, looking down at the mongrelman with a mixture of disgust and pity. ”It is too late to warn the city above, but Neathholm must be warned. I would take this prisoner back to the underground city and give him over to their custody. Let him see justice at the hand of his fellow Mongrelmen and tell them all he knows of the cultists’ plans.”
As an aside to Kokam, he quietly added, ”We need rest before emerging into a city overrun by demons anyway. Let one of us—maybe Onyx—escort him back at least to a Neathholm patrol and hand him over. We can give details of our success here and the demon threat to their city while the rest of us rest here from our labors.”
Looking towards the party Stella asks, "If what he says is true, should we wake him up and see how many demons are lurking down here? It might help us decide whether to try and defeat them ourselves or return to the others and Neathholm first."
"How many demons are there down here?" Stella asks the cultists
OOC: Kokam knocked him out
But let me know if you want to revive him...
OOC: Kokam knocked him out
But let me know if you want to revive him...
OOC: what are you doing?
Resting?
Going through the door where there are 'demons'?
Other?
“I disagree, Kokam, I think he is worth more to us alive,” said Damon, looking down at the mongrelman with a mixture of disgust and pity. ”It is too late to warn the city above, but Neathholm must be warned. I would take this prisoner back to the underground city and give him over to their custody. Let him see justice at the hand of his fellow Mongrelmen and tell them all he knows of the cultists’ plans.”
As an aside to Kokam, he quietly added, ”We need rest before emerging into a city overrun by demons anyway. Let one of us—maybe Onyx—escort him back at least to a Neathholm patrol and hand him over. We can give details of our success here and the demon threat to their city while the rest of us rest here from our labors.”
Kokam frowned at Damon's words, "He is alive, Damon.... he surrendered."
But then she heard the rest of his statement, "I have no issue turning this one over to the people of Neatholm...they would mete out justice I'm sure"
She then bit her lip, showing her uncertainty, "Perhaps I should have waited before knocking him senseless, he might have more information." she said, as she gave Stella an apologetic smile.
OOC: too late for me to recap so recap tomorrow (hopefully in the morning).
Questions?
Game on!
"That's a good point Damon, if we might be close to the exit, then perhaps getting help from above and returning with reinforcements to deal with whatever's lurking down here would be the best plan?" Stella offers the group.
Roscoe looked up at "Are they really arguing over where and who gets to off him? Sorry law and order, execute him with high and just moral purpose."
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Looking at Roscoe with a sad expression, Damon said, “Their chief may do exactly that, Roscoe, especially if the prisoner has been personally involved with killing his fellow mongrelmen. On the other hand, the cultist may be truly contrite and his information may save lives. He did surrender, after all.”
JawJaw later... let's make warwar, he says cautiously opening the door.
"Yes, let's see what's ahead , then deal with this one..." she says indicating the unconscious cultist with her spear.
She took a place near the door, ready to leap throuhg as Hallvardr opened it...
"Logic puzzles were never my forte but I think I might have a better solution." Pulling her star stone from around her neck Stella continues, "While most of my magic is gone, I should still have enough left to ask Desna one question. Hopefully she can give us guidance on how dangerous a particular path may be."
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Looking around at the injured among them, Damon asked, "Should we rest before continuing, or should we enter the maze and try to clear a path forward now?" With the door open for the moment, he focused on Iomedae's divine senses to determine what manner of beast might have made that bellowing sound deep in the maze.
(First use of Divine Sense today).
OOC:
Augury is tricky power VERY subject to interpretation. It really depends on your focus. Is it bad that you encounter a demon and overcome it with the risk of injuries and possible death? Or is it good that the above happens and you are able to exit the underground to help out above?
Fair warning. I think it's useless in all but the most direct actions and these direct actions you do not need augury to figure out what happens.
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IC: The druid's stars lined up and they pointed in one direction. The middle path. Stella was sure that it was the middle pathway that would lead them out of this maze...
Damon raised his hands for this was the same path that reeked of evil. The paladin's nose wrinkled in disgust for there were two fiends waiting somewhere in the maze.
OOC: only two people provide opinions?
What happened to the rest of the PCs? :)
Rising after completing her quick ritual, Stella tells the group, "I received an omem from Desna as well. It seems there's a path out of here through the middle pathway. I can only assume though that the fiends that lurk in maze will be blocking our path skyward. I also think we should bring the others here before we decide to rest or press forward. They should know the situation and perhaps we can decide what to do with our remaining cultist.
"So the cultist spoke true..." Kokam observed , somewhat surprised , "I would face these demons if our lives depended on it, but a rest would be appropriate I think...
"Demons in a maze....sounds like a tribute to their Master, perhaps it was used to test their mettle...and now, after rest of course, we must use it to test ours..." Kokam opined dryly, looking closely at the brick edifice .
"Resting would be wise if we can get a place to do so."
"Did you hear that it was closer."
Roscoe pulled forth his rapier and readied himself. The demon made up like a minotaur rushed in knowing he was out of healing and that several were injured he stepped in next to Kokam and prepped to meet the demon's charge with his rapier.
"Back to the abyss horn boy. Brown-eyes get up here give that Holy Sword a run through its paces."
Though the consensus was to retreat and rest, the demon had other ideas!
Kokam leapt forward to confront the demon, knowing that Damon and Hallvardr would be close behind...
...Kokam's spear blurred through the air, pulling on that reservoir of energy, flowing through her hands into her weapon! Once, twice, three times her spear pierced the demon's defenses, but the damage was minimal, blunted by it's thick hide.
Just as it seemed that the group had begun to finalize their plan of action, the...creature appeared. Definitely more monstrous than she imagined the maze creatures would be, she exclaimed to herself "That's definitely not a minotaur!" while subconsciously taking a few steps back from the fiend in front of them. Launching an orb of flame at it, she just managed to hit; searing its shoulder with her magical flame.
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