The pouch has a soft Abjuration presence, but you can tell something is off. Your divine magic is making it glow even brighter.
The red skinned tien man eyes you Adrian, the veneer of playfulness starting to slide off “You are owed? Trembling little puppets with strings tangled making demands to me? What you fail to understand is I am one of the foes who slayed the fools who hid in this castle. I have taken this as my payment for service. I am the king of this kingdom and you are all trespassing. So answer my question, now.” he leans forward now and stares deeply at you. “And who might your friend be that you are protecting hmm?”
Looking at him the person is clearly unhinged. However you can see by the interest and the way he’s searching you he is fishing for answers; but for what reason you’d have to make your own assumptions, his body language gives nothing else away.
Instincts taking the forefront, Lyraesel is barely aware of the conversation as she watches the dire corbies actions, expecting a sudden ambush.
Byron laughs and says, "We are here to protect all of our allies. Why? Are you expecting someone in particular?"
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The monk maintains his grim expression, but it gives way a bit as he makes a realization. "You don't know, do you." With that he stands back up.
"I think we're done here. If you want anything more, you'll have to beat it out of us.. And while we're at it, we're taking your castle too"
Winsome doesn't come into the room, though he suspects the unhinged man knows he is there. Still, the partial cover of the corridor seems safer. He winces as the conversation turns unfriendly, and prepares himself to fight as it inevitably goes that direction. Fortunately, his father's adherence to the teachings of Torag has rubbed off on him somewhat, making him able to quickly react to surprise attacks. He draws out several gold coins from his pouch, suspecting he will need them as soon as the parley becomes a combat.
With a feral smile, Lyraesel utters a phrase in druidic, crushing a piece of bark in her hand as her skin begins to darken and thicken, it's surface becoming thick, yet flexible bark.
Aiko picks up what Adrian is putting down before he even finishes his final sentence and simply lunges toward the puppet-bird-monster with her naginata in a single fluid move.
Byron stands and draws his weapon.
Winsome casts coin shot, launching one of the gold coins that he palmed earlier in a deadly arc against the bird monster.
Init order Winsome, corbies, Adrian, Byron, Lyraesal, Aiko, Kikonu, Kelda
Adrian never got his Disintegrate spell, but since he attacks the most often, he gets an Aid spell for +1 to hit and temp hp totaling:
Bad dice! Shameful!
The tien man is hit in the face with a gold coin leaving a bleeding mark. He howls in pain and shouts at you, “How dare you! Get them my feathered ones.”
With that the corbies leap at the group of you sitting.
22 and 18, 7 damage.
21 and 11, 4 damage.
22 and 13, 4 damage.
The three corbies engage the three people closest and who talked the most, Adrian is attacked and the creatures claws sink deep ripping and tearing at him. While Byron and Lyraesel manage to avoid getting torn to pieces and are simply slashed each, .
Init order: Zaraleva, Winsome, corbies, Adrian, Byron, Lyraesal, Aiko, Kikonu, Kelda
Init order Winsome, corbies, Adrian, Byron, Lyraesal, Aiko, Kikonu, Kelda
Adrian looked back in shock when the coin flew from their side to hit the man in the face, then turned back towards their stalkers. "So... I guess negotiations are over?" As to make that even more clear, he yells as his body is slashed by one of the corbies.
With diplomacy failing, he got back to action, slamming a fist down at the one who slashed him for a stun followed by a straight punch at the face.
With a feral snarl as the corbie's claw connects, Lyraesel takes a step back, uttering a phrase in druidic and crushing a piece of bark in her hand as her skin begins to darken and thicken, it's surface becoming thick, yet flexible bark, as she draw3s her sickle with her other hand.
The punch to the face doesn’t stun the bird-man but it most definitely does damage it, it equals a strange gargled sound, it’s beak likely broken.
Byron will draw his weapon and attack a Corby.
We left T8 and went into the throne room T6.
Byron will draw his weapon and attack a Corby.
Aiko’s blade manages to skewer the man as he is on the throne and he grimaced growling back. “Your are ruining this all you dirty apes. with that he starts to shake as until from his back large raven like wings sprout and his eyes grow pale while his face turns red. He takes to the air 15 feet up and cackles “Get them my crows!” [/ooc] Would provoke an AoO from Aiko.
Kelda let’s our a battle cry as she sprints in and goes to cut the corby next to Byron in two. She backs into it and it lets out a gurgle before it’s eyes roll in the back of its head and it lets out a murderous squawk.
Init order: Zaraleva, Winsome, corbies, Adrian, Byron, Lyraesal, Aiko, Kikonu, Kelda
Winsome fires a second golden missile at the flying man.
"Murderer! You will burn for your sins!"
Zaraleva casts Burning Hands (Reflex half, DC 14) at the boss bird.
fire damage
Aiko manages to slash across his leg as he takes to the air. While winsome is unable to hit him as he moves deftly through the air
The flames wash over him and he lets out a scream, trying to put out any flame on him.
The corbies continue to tear away the one next to Byron swaying barely alive.
The one attcking Lyraesal finds the magic protecting her to hard to break through while Adrian manages to avoid getting torn up and is slashed for 3 damage. Byron finds his opponent to difficult to avoid now that it no longer tries to avoid his attacks.
Init order: Zaraleva, Winsome, corbies, Adrian, Byron, Lyraesal, Aiko, Kikonu, Kelda
Aiko leaps into the air in a graceful grand jete, her naginata slashing from a parallel position upward before gravity reasserts and she falls back to the ground.
Waylon will try and finish the corby near him.
As the Corb's attacks fail to penetrate her bark-like skin, Lyraesel retaliates with a vicious slash with Ironfang, tearing through the birdman's flesh.
Aiko’s leaping slash is as graceful as it is deadly, however now wounded and ready the winged man uses his chain weapon to parry the blade away.
Byron manages to in one swipe kill the fire corby in front of him, it dropping with a loud thud. Before Lyraesal slashes a deep gash into the one attacking her.
Init order: Zaraleva, Winsome, corbies,, Byron, Lyraesal, Aiko, Adrian,, Kikonu, Kelda
Winsome throws his last golden coin missile at the flying man.
Failing to stun the corbie, the monk decides to focus on getting hits in, making sure to stand next to Byron as he seemed like the one most hurt right now.
The coin slams into the flying man and he lets out a grunt of pain. Adrian manages to land two blows in quick succession, and the dire corby screeches a blood curdling cry angrily.
The flying man growls and speaks now in a strange language “You all will pay for this insolence ruining everything! You will learn to fear the name Kikonu”
With that he disappears in a puff of smoke gone from sight.
Kelda seeing him disappears goes to take down another one of the corbies trying to put down the pen Adrian wounded so badly.
Init order: left to go Zaraleva, Winsome, corbies, Byron, Lyraesal, Aiko, Adrian, Kelda
Winsome blinks. "I didn't hit him that hard," he whines.
Zaraleva draws her cold iron scimitar as she moves toward the wounded one, trying for flanking without provoking.
Even flanking won't save that.
Winsome sighs and casts another spell, conjuring two magic missiles of force and this time sending them at the heavily-wounded corby.
Zaraleva draws her scimitar and charges in but only manages to enrage the creature, but is some manages to finally bring it down, leaving the lone corby left who fights on despite the impossible odds.
But Lyrasal proves to tough to hurt with her magic protecting her and the claws do nothing but glance off her tough skin.
@everyone you all may act
Adrian decides not to give it a chance to respond.
Aiko comes down from her leap and pivots with her naginata but misses the remaining corby.
As the Corbie's claws rake against her toughened skin with no effect, the Wolf druid tears into it again, her sickle biting deep, as her companions press the attack.
The last corby is assailed by you all. It manages to dodge a punch and the naginata but catches a punch square and is slashes with the sickle. Any thought of running is consumed by primal rage as it starts screeching, driven by a ferocious anger despite its mortal wounds.
"You're too loud! All this screeching, ugh!"
Zaraleva tries to silence the noise (and the evil) by flanking with Kelda.
Byron will slash at it!
Zaraleva runs up and slashes at the creature cutting an arm off. It stops for a moment and your all unsure if it’s done for or not, before Byron’s hefty blade cleaves into
It and drops the corby. With that things go quiet for the moment.
Adrian breaths heavily as it finally occurs to him to cover his wound in an attempt to stop the breath. As he calms down, he returns to his regular tone.
"Maybe we should have asked more from him about who he was." He mulled as he placed a hand on his chin. "But that could have put too many people in danger."
"We should find him before he comes back with more people or heals." Lyraesel says sniffing the air to try and catch the man's scent.