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The pony trots down the corridor, having little trouble with the width or height of the tunnel. It attracts no traps, however at the intersection you hear a cry of amazement as a trio of men leap out at it, stabbing it with their short-swords. The pony goes down under the blades.
Status,
Hadanka - 41/41 damage;
Ledt -37/37
Sylvester
- shaggy fatigued
Shen -
Graff -22/27
Sebastus - fatigued.
Silgil 77/79 hp; resist fire
-Gumbo the Zombie - 51 damage
figures
red
blue
green
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Hadanka shows what a warrior can do, slipping past the first cultist. Did I say slip? At just the wrong moment, his foot slids in a puddle, opening himself up to a counter strike even as he delivers his own nasty blow to the man in red.
But the mans own attack clings off a nearby jutting beam.
Shen sends a painful blob of acid at the man in blue. He screams in pain. A second scream of pain is heard as Ledt adds to his unlucky day.
Graff shows it is not only the cultists who are unlucky today, his own attack being poorly judged as it opened himself up.
Status,
Sylvester
- shaggy fatigued
Silgil 77/79 hp; resist fire
-Gumbo the Zombie - 51 damage
Sebastus - fatigued.
figures
red - 15 damage; used AOO
blue - 30 damage
green
Hadanka - 41/41 damage;
Shen -
Ledt -37/37
Graff -22/27
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The man in blue goes down in a hail of magical energy from Silgil.
Sylvestor looks on in impressed wonder, glancing around in case there are more cultists waiting to jump out at him.
Sebastus pants up behind you all. "Oh, what powerful magics!" he says, most impressed.
The figures in green and red try to double-team Graff.
One feints, badly, the other slams his shortsword into the brave priest.
Status,
Hadanka - 41/41 damage;
Shen -
Ledt -37/37
Graff - 18/27
Sylvester, total defence.
- shaggy fatigued
Silgil 77/79 hp; resist fire
-Gumbo the Zombie - 51 damage
Sebastus - fatigued.
figures
red - 15 damage; used AOO
green
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"I favor the axe." Graff says in a conversational tone towards his foes.
He takes a short chop from the side as his arms slide down towards the blade, giving him a shorter but swifter swing.
"The Big guy likes it and even if it's a bit unwieldy for this kind of combat......I usually only need to hit once well."
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Hadanka finds his scyth difficult to use in the close confines, missing his cultist.
Ledt tries to tumble past the men. But he too is unlucky and slips, opening himself up to attacks.
Only one cultist is able to land their blow though.
Of course, once they have done so, they are off balance and unable to try and interrupt his spell. That proves unlucky for the man in green.
"Masterfully done Lord Ledt, masterful!" crones Sebastian.
Shen delays, waiting for an opening.
Then men continue to enjoy their flanking position on Graff, trying to bring down the dangerous axeman.
Crowded in, they also find it difficult to get a solid blow in, one getting lucky. "Axes are too slow, its all your blood on the floor."
Status,
Graff - 11/27
Ledt -30/37
Hadanka - 41/41 damage;
Sylvester, total defence.
- shaggy fatigued
Silgil 77/79 hp; resist fire
-Gumbo the Zombie - 51 damage
Shen - elay (may act twice if they wish)
Sebastus - fatigued.
figures
red - 15 damage;
green 9 damage;
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Sylvester still hears the battle raging and decides to dismount and try to get into the action.
"Hell's Bells this is taking forever."
He dismounts off of Shaggy a bit slower than he would have liked (move action instead of a free action).
He then moves right into the action wand in hand.
@GM Aerondor: Sylvester is small so he should fit just fine in the half-square next to Green without squeezing. If you disagree we can move him behind Shen for now.
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Shen continues the pain on red, who is looking perhaps, unhappy with his decision to join the cult.
Ledt pours on the pain on he man in green. Who sneers, in between winces of pain.
Sylvestor climbs down off Shaggy and finds a convenient spot to plan his own assault, while Silgil moves down the back passage.
Status,
Graff - 11/27
Hadanka - 41/41 damage;
Sebastus - fatigued.
figures
red - 28 damage;
green 16 damage;
Shen -
Ledt -30/37
Sylvester, total defence.
- shaggy fatigued
Silgil 77/79 hp; resist fire
-Gumbo the Zombie - 51 damage
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Graff feints at the man in red, who laughts. "Told you an axe was no weapon."
However while he is busy mocking the axeman, he lets his attention slip and Hadanka silences him with a scythe to the throat.
The man in green looks.. green. In desperation he tries to even the odds and finish off Graff.
His own blow is as poorly timed as Graff's.
"You have them on the run my'Lords!" calls out Sebastus.
"That one you killed was a vile man by the name of Tiltus. You've done a service to the world."
Status,
Graff - 11/27
Hadanka - 41/41 damage;
Shen -
Ledt -30/37
Sylvester, total defence.
- shaggy fatigued
Silgil 77/79 hp; resist fire
-Gumbo the Zombie - 51 damage
Sebastus - fatigued.
green 16 damage;
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Graff with a single stroke settles the discussion about axe vs sword. Definitively.
Sebastus nods and applauds. "And a masterful evisceration with your dagger as well, if you would permit me to say so.[b]" he replies to Ledt.
Hadanka joins in the fun as the poor green cultist is subjected to an uncanny series of strikes.
"[b]You were just lulling them into a false sense of security!" says that amazed fallen lordling.
These tunnels were carved out by hand and braced with thick planks of wood. The carved ceilings stretch to 10 feet in height and around five feet in width. The walls and floor are damp, and the sound of dripping water can be heard throughout.
Slightly further on you can see an eerie green light.
A tunnel from the north ends here ; a small stream of water flows from it to the center of this chamber, where it plunges through an shadowy sinkhole. Glowing green algae coats the chamber’s walls and ceilings, painting the entire room in an eerie light.
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"A perfect series of perfect strikes my nobleman friend" Ledt recovers his dagger from the cultist's open liver.
"I am surprised that those three were still alive with so many traps around. Probably they were the last ones though" Ledt inspects the bodies for potions or any other useful items.
Afterwards he comes to the pit room and checks the rope "Seems safe"
The halfling gives some time for those proud of being muscle to go down or those proud of being smart do smart things, but he taps the ground with a foot impatient. The halfling's hair starts to sparkle as he starts to measure the depth of the pit and the length of the rope.
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The cultists, for surely that is what they are, are dressed in chain shirts and armed with shortswords and a shield.
Each also has a stoppered bottle with the label "Drink me in an emergency" written in bright, friendly letters.
One has a coin purse, with a nice pile of platinum in it. And a note. A very interesting note.
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"Harvestman Quint? Who is that?" Ledt reads the note and casts a squint look at the fallen cultists "It is a surprise the church of Zyphus still exists with such behaviors instigated by their god"
"Those potions might just be 'accidental inflict wounds' magics I fear" the halfling makes sure they are safe.
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At the pit, Ledt sends his dancing lights down to help see what is in the bottom. If the bottom is not seen, then he pulls the rope to see how long it is and if something is attached at the end.
"Down is the new up" Ledt answers back to Graff.
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Ledt is suspiciously checks the aura of the potions. But it *looks* clean - he thinks they look just like cure moderate wounds potions. Surely the cult wouldn't put masking magic on harmful potions to make them appear helpful.
"Zephus is the Grim harvestman" offers Sebastus.
"Harvestman is a mighty title, like high priest."
Hadanka looks down the hole. To his keen sight it looks like it just goes down about twenty feet. And the knotted rope looks like an easy climb too.
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After the pony vanishes in a *poof* mere seconds after being summoned, Silgil whispers to the others "My bet is that this fellow we have tagging along is this Baillaset mentioned in the note. He sure is the observant sort and seems to enjoy the carnage. Though one might think that we are part of a curse and that doesn't site well with me. Not at all."
Though it is a whisper, he is not all that careful about being overheard. Silgil entertains fantasies of throwing Baillaset down into the pit. But he knows that condemning a man based on feelings isn't right. Even if they are rather strong and firm feelings.
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Sebastus quivers a little at Silgil's words.
"I told you about Bailaset, my lord. I was the one who sent to the society for assistance. You can't throw me down there." he falls begging at the feel of Silgil, his sobs echoing down the tunnels.
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Since they put a rope and they know the place, they obviously expected that they (or someone else) would use the rope. They were trying to kill each other, not knowing about us. Seems like there has to be some reason to go down there. {shrug} I think it is worth checking.
He jams his grappling hook into some secure location and begins to climb down.