Virgil smiles as each bullet pounces on the cultists.
Yup. That hurts.
The Magus then enters the sacrificial chamber. He takes an Investigative look at the mysterious altar.
Shrugging, the 1/2 Orc readies to continue.
Looks like chicken butchering. No permit.
"Why do you think we use these things in the Deadshot Lands? Course they hurt," Solras says as she looks at the Altar.
Perla looks over at the damage done to the mongrelman, and even checks their pockets incase anything important was on them. Better to check and know than miss something.
"It makes me also wish I had one. But then again I do not think Shadow would have followed me either with it. Perhaps some clue will be found on them? Does the altar have anything?"
Actually, Perla and Qafathiel, upon inspection of the table, are pretty sure that the table is not an altar, but, a plain dinner table. The blood is humanoid, but, other than that, it appears to be a single, albeit large, week-old, bloodstain.
Perla frowns as she looks into the altar, no, table more. It was clearly a table, one that is used for eating food, not for evil cult things. At least as far as she knew when it came to cults. She was confused as to why a table would be used, and voices it to the group, sharing her concerns " This is just simply a table. Like one we shared with our parents growing up. But why use it as if it was an altar? Does anyone know of any demon that demands this?"
"I've seen a few who can simultaneously handle a companion such as yours, and a firearm at the same time... admittedly most of those people use a much quieter Beast Gun, though. One or two who didn't! As for the table. No idea? Let me think..."
Perla frowns as she looks into the altar, no, table more. It was clearly a table, one that is used for eating food, not for evil cult things. At least as far as she knew when it came to cults. She was confused as to why a table would be used, and voices it to the group, sharing her concerns " This is just simply a table. Like one we shared with our parents growing up. But why use it as if it was an altar? Does anyone know of any demon that demands this?"
"Yes, much like growing up, minus the consumption of people. This is an 'alter' to dining yet still represents that these creatures are repugnant."
Looking a little sick, "You mean, they used this as a dinner table? These mongrels are depraved, demonic,"
Pointing to the doors, "What're we thinking here, left? Right? Both? he says the last with a little bit of a chuckle followed by a slightly fearful gulp.
Perla looks at Shadow, the young wolf happily wagging its tail, and still manages to look sick. She had no wish to be part of anything like that, despite what she grew up hearing. The flashbacks to the teasing cross through her mind, clear as the altar before them.
She was visibly shaken by this, taking a few deep breaths before asking her friends " So then... if they ate.. whoever, then where... what demon would this be? This is something that we must stop if we can... if we can."
Avenger hands out healing fruits to everybody injured in the battle. After searching for a while, he hands out another round.
Virgil just nods at the altar table debate.
Tomato, tomato.
The Magus then follows Krakas.
Both. Nice.
"What harm is there in going into both? We explore say the... Left one first, then if it leads nowhere we come back and go into the right?"
Obahi munches on the goodberries as his wounds close up. "Thank you. This will do for now. When we clean the place, I'll sort out the rest."
"Hey, Perla." he looks at the tiefling "Can you do the thing you did earlier in the cave, see where there are more recent footsteps? We clan the larger pack first?"
"I make no promises that it will work, but me and Shadow shall try. She can smell, but we may have already messed up the scents."
Perla would then use her track ability to figure out which track is the freshest, and would direct Shadow to attempt the same using her sense of smell.
Obahi notes that there seems to be more foot traffic to the southern door.
"Psst..." Obahi gestures towards the southern door as he looks around the floor. "A lot of disturbed dust here." he whispers.
Krakas readies himself, thinking to himself, If theres foot traffic, I doubt any of it is good in this gods forsaken hive
His hand crackles as he starts to call latent magical energies to him, preparing for a fight beyond, moving up to post near the southern door, whispering "Guess we are going South first then?"
You cautiously enter the room to the south.
Old blood stains the floor of this small cavern. Barrels filled with scraps of fur and fat sit against one wall, emitting a foul stench. The two long stone slab tables are covered with skinning tools and piles of freshly butchered meat. Two wooden racks hold drying animal skins.
Upon inspection, it becomes clear that this chamber was used to process their food — normally giant rats, fish, giant vermin, and other cave creatures, but a search of the room reveals numerous body parts of other mongrels and even a few human limbs in various stages of butchery.
On the southwestern slab, a +1 clan dagger that’s been used as a cleaver is wedged in between the ribs of a butchered dire rat. Virgil and Krakas recognize it as belonging to the Bonefall Dwarven Clan.
Perla seems to look sick as the depravity continues to build, and she moves back out of the room, "To watch our backs," but everyone else is pretty sure they hear her getting sick in a corner. This was not at all like the fun adventures she had read about, nor the stories her parents had shared of fighting demons.
Leaving the kitchen, there is a closed door in the north end of the 'dining' room.
Who will open the door?
"Who's here one for opening doors, eh?" Solras quips as she looks around at the party and its followers. She certainly isn't one to run headfirst into danger, she likes to take it out from a distance.
Krakas seeing what passes as a kitchen, growing visibly brown as his red skin flushes green with sickness seeing the mangled humanoid remains, "I. . I, this isn't a good place, we have to stop these mongrels," He stops briefly trying to regain his composure.
Looking at the southwestern slab, Krakas strides over to pick up what surely passed a kitchen knife, "Terrible, to see a Dwarven Clan Knife like this used for such depravity. If we could find any family members," Inspecting it more closely, "Of the Bonefall clan, surely they'd be grateful to have it returned,"
Avenger raises his shield and opens the door.
The Orc just grunts at the carnage. He stands next to Avenger. The Magus Repeating A Spell of Shield.
Perla prepare her bow to shoot any hostile creature that comes through the door, not sure what exactly to be found
A stone pedestal holds a copper brazier aloft in the center of this room. Against the western wall, an enormous pile of animal furs and thick quilts serves as a bed. Sheathed weapons and stone carvings adorn the walls. The eastern half of the room holds a wooden desk, beneath which stands a long, thin iron lockbox.
As Avenger of the Green steps through the door, A tiefling man, raises his shield and says, "Just as you said, Hosila. They are coming here."
The woman behind him strikes at Avenger of the Green with her glaive.
"By Baphomet's Beard!"
➤ Obahi │
Hosila (Red)
Solras Pirhatya │
Virgil │
Qafathiel │
Perla │
Avenger of the Green │
Tiefling (Green)
Krakas │
A cornered animal fights with fury. And while Obahi is not an animal, he does run into a corner to have reach on both the halfling and the human (?) in the room.
He uses Avenger as a distraction and goes for two strikes against the tiefling.
"You are outnumbered. Surrender and drop your weapons." he shouts as he finishes his series of blows.
The tiefling will block with his shield.
Obahi's hits force the shield into the Tieflings head, stunning him.
Hosila prays to Baphomet (Weapon Surge), and strikes at Obahi.
"Baphomet's Balls!"
Obahi │
Hosila (Red)
➤ Solras Pirhatya │
➤ Virgil │
➤ Qafathiel │
➤ Perla │
➤ Avenger of the Green │
Tiefling (Green) │
Krakas │
Virgil hears all the ruckus from the chamber that Avenger and Obahi entered.
Sounds like a party in there!
The Magus cast Shield, Enters his Stance and Strides next to Obahi.
Those welts on her yours.
Avenger keeps his shield raised and stays in flanking position as he strikes at Green with a sharp leaf blade.
"Baphomet? Let's send you to him, then!"
Solras loads and then fires at the human in the room, after actually getting into position to fire at the cultist.
Virgil strides in. Avenger of the Green cuts the Tiefling. And, Solras kills him (with one shot).
➤ Obahi │
Hosila (Red)
Solras Pirhatya │
Virgil │
➤ Qafathiel │
➤ Perla │
Avenger of the Green │
➤ Krakas │
Smiling as the tiefling goes down, then shooting some shards at Hosila
"Do let us know what his balls taste like?"
Perla moves into the room to get into position to shoot, and manages to not hit anything at all with her aim form the sudden movement
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Krakas runs in right behind Perla, looking much like a shadow to the tiefling, before casting a spell hurling a loose rock at our foe.
"She doesn't stand a chance against us!"
Qafathiel's shards slam into Hosila.
Perla misses but Krakas sends a rock right into Hosila's armor.
➤ Obahi │
Hosila (Red)
Solras Pirhatya │
Virgil │
Qafathiel │
Perla │
Avenger of the Green │
Krakas │
Obahi attempts to force the woman to give up with a mean glare, but he ends up looking constipated instead. As he goes into his signature stance, and attempts to slam his fists into the woman's ribs , the shame of his previous performance distracts him from striking.
He looks at the party. "Why are you all chilling in a corner?"
Hosila just sneers at Obahi's ham-fisted attempt to demoralize her and his weak-sister attempts to hit her.
She again prays to Baphomet (Weapon Surge), . The glow around the weapon gets past Obahi's attempts to wriggle away from the hit.
and
The green glow seems to wash over Obahi.
more unholy slashing damage.
unholy, slashing damage.
Obahi crumples to the floor, unconscious. Hosila grins viciously, "That's how I like it. Lying at my feet, dying!"
➤ Obahi │
Hosila (Red)
➤ Solras Pirhatya │
➤ Virgil │
➤ Qafathiel │
➤ Perla │
➤ Avenger of the Green │
➤ Krakas │
Perla makes a grimace as her friend falls, and calls out to Shadow "Shadow, go in with Avenger!" while firing two attacks at the dark priest. This would give Shadow the ability to move in and attack if Avenger closed the distance themselves.
One of Perla's arrows finds it mark, catching Hosila in the leg.
Shadow runs in and bites that same leg.
Obahi stabilizes.
Obahi │
Hosila (Red)
➤ Solras Pirhatya │
➤ Virgil │
➤ Qafathiel │
Perla │
➤ Avenger of the Green │
➤ Krakas │
Virgil hears all the ruckus from the chamber that Avenger and Obahi entered.
Sounds like a party in there!The Magus cast Shield, Enters his Stance and Strides next to Obahi.
Those welts on her yours.
Standing next to the sweaty, breathing hard, bloody cultists leader, the Orc winks at her.
Virgil places two hands on his Warhammer, as he speaks arcane words and Strikes!
As his Warhammer cracks her kneecap, the Magus blows her a kiss!
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Virgil casts and swings his warhammer, crushing Hosila to the ground.
While Perla and Krakas are trained in Thievery, unfortunately, no one thought to purchase Thieves' Tools.
So, the lockbox will have to be opened a different way if you want to find out what's inside.
Perla goes over and checks on Obahi, though she does not have any method to heal him, she would aid to help him in any way she can. She would only check her things and find out her handy Thieve's Tools was not brought with her, and she did not know how else to open the box.
" Can we bring the box with us? We do not have to leave it until we can open it, and who knows the protections it has."
"We can always open it from a distance. Most magical protections I know of go for an area around the lock. No one expects an Arcadian mercenary with a Harmona Gun," Solras says. She gives a very wide smile as she does this.
Krakas pats his belt loop, confused, looking a little concerned he then turns around opening his backpack digging around looking for something and clearly not finding it, before looking at the others, "I've been robbed! some thief stole my tools," he looks around grinning nervously trying to cover for the fact that he clearly forgot to bring his thieves' tools. "We could always try and break it open, but what about that lady with the spear, is she savable? Should we question her?"
The box has Bulk 4, and is unwieldy (it increase the carrier's Clumsy value by 1 if strapped to the carrier, and by 2 if carried in both hands)
Hosila is unconcious, but stable.