Rebellion in the Silver City - Hell's Rebels for PF2 by DM Doctor Evil

Game Master DM DoctorEvil

Celas replies to Butttercup, "It's a needed thing, the 'gator may be innocent of murder here, but I don't care. This is to be our new home; I don't want to wake up while bitten by it. I'd rather make boots out of it." Celas eyes stay on target ready to support Impasha.

Buttercup grimaces and nods. She rather liked the stables, except for the devils and all, but this place has it's perks, including breakfast. So she summons her aura and gets ready for a combat.

"Impasha-" she started, then swallowed the rest of it and replaced it with something steadier.

Her expression tightened when Impasha stepped into the water, half admiration, half the familiar flare of don’t you dare die on my watch.

"Alright then, if you’re offering yourself as the appetizer, I’m keeping the carving knife ready."

Looking at the body, she notes "That didn’t drift there by accident, something brought him under the pier. Either the beast, or someone who didn’t want him found."

Her rapier came up, low, controlled, angled over the water but away from Impasha’s line.

To Buttercup and Celas without looking away from the pale shape in the dark. "Stoney Eyes, when it moves, hit it in the head. Celas, you want boots? Help me keep its mouth off her long enough to earn them."

"Oh and Impasha?" She flashes her staple grin, thin, bright, stubborn. "Try not to actually be tasty."

Looking around, "Before we murder it, is anyone an animal trainer? I've seen plenty of rangers with unusual companions,"

Looking around, "Before we murder it, is anyone an animal trainer? I've seen plenty of rangers with unusual companions,"

"Oh, absolutely." she murmured, just loud enough for Elarion to hear. "We’ll simply ask the sewer-alligator if it would like to be your moral lesson for the week."

She risked a glance back at him, brows arched. "If you wanted a pet, Elarion, you could have said so. Next time I’ll procure you something safer. A canary. A goat. Perhaps a mildly judgmental cat."

"But if you insist on adopting that, you to name it something holy and comforting, so when it tries to eat us, at least the last thing I hear is By Jaidz, Mr. Nibbles, behave!"

if we level up right now so help me I'll take beastmaster instead of medic

"Impasha-" she started, then swallowed the rest of it and replaced it with something steadier.

"Alright then, if you’re offering yourself as the appetizer, I’m keeping the carving knife ready."

Impasha never takes her eyes from the pale alligator, but nods in acknowledgment. "Let's just hope he's hungry."

"Oh and Impasha?" She flashes her staple grin, thin, bright, stubborn. "Try not to actually be tasty."

Impasha smiles a little as well. "I'll stick in its throat like a plum pit."

Buttercup looks at her like she's crazy. Heck, Buttercup usually steers clear of targets with pet dogs and Impasha's got to take on an alligator?

"Not sure that be a smart thin' todo," she says as she moves to a better position to help if things turn ugly.

"Uh, yes. Hard agree! We could just shoot an arrow or a spell at it from here."

Celas responds to Bellara a bit sarcastically, "Oh, always, Lady Bellara ... unless I can steal it. But good as I am, not sure about how to pickpocket scales. Have to do it the hard way."

Noting Myron agreement with Buttercup, Celas comments, "Impasha's brave, she's drawing its attention so we can't be charged. It'll allow me to safely move closer for a better throw."

Alligator for Breakfast - Round 1

26 Alligator
24 Celas
24 Impasha (19/20hp remain, restrained)
17 Bellara
15 Buttercup
14 ??
13 ??
9 Elarion
4 Myron

Impasha splashes back into the water, and that' all the invitation the alligator needs. With a flick of its tail, it closes the distance and makes a savage biting attack against the champion. The bite is mostly deflected by the shield, but enough of Impasha's leg is caught in the mouth as to have her restrained. The albino creature follows up with a brutal tail swipe but it slaps the pier, shaking the pilings, rather than bludgeoning the champion.

Celas, Impasha (who is restrained), Bellara and Buttercup are up now. There will be some other combatants after who are currently undetected.

Alligator bite: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (14) + 12 = 26
Piercing Dmg vs Impasha: 1d10 + 5 ⇒ (1) + 5 = 6 reduced to 1. Shield takes 1
Grab attempt DC17: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (8) + 12 = 20
Alligator tail swipe vs Impasha: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (5) + 8 = 13

With her aura already up, Buttercup is quick to react with a volley of stones.

to hit earth blast: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (17) + 6 = 23
bludgeoning damage: 1d8 + 4 ⇒ (4) + 4 = 8 two actions

to hit earth blast, map: 1d20 + 6 - 4 ⇒ (17) + 6 - 4 = 19
bludgeoning damage: 1d8 ⇒ 2

Seeing the alligator surge toward her, Impasha crouches in readiness, knowing it will go for her legs and try to pull her into the water. At the last moment, she interposes her shield between her leg and the powerful lower jaw of the beast, but its upper teeth still bite into her leg. She grits her jaw, shuts her eyes and growls through the pain.

Using both hands, she grasps the top of her shield and twists it with all her might, trying to pry the creature's jaws open enough to free herself before it overpowers her.

Athletics: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (16) + 6 = 22

◈Escape using Athletics modifier
◈Raise Shield

If successful, Impasha will ◈Stride back 5 feet.
If unsuccessful, she will try again to ◈Escape before raising her shield.

Athletics, 2nd Try: 1d20 + 6 - 5 ⇒ (11) + 6 - 5 = 12

Bellara’s humor vanished the instant the water erupted.

She moved fast, not into the water (she had standards), angling for the beast’s head.

"HEY! MR NIBBLES!" she snapped, "Over here! I’m the one with the better posture!"

◈ Demoralize, Stylish Combatant: 1d20 + 6 + 1 - 4 ⇒ (1) + 6 + 1 - 4 = 4

Failing to pull the creature’s attention her way, Bellara drove her rapier toward the creature's head.

◈ Attack - Rapier DeadlyD8, Confident Finisher: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (20) + 7 = 27 Damage P: 1d6 + 2 + 2d6 ⇒ (1) + 2 + (4, 4) = 11

After delivering a rather impressive blow, she snapped her buckler up and shifted her stance to keep herself between the monster’s head and Impasha’s body, voice low but steady. "Hold on, Impasha. Don’t you dare let it drag you under before I get to say I told you so."

◈ Raise buckler - AC20

As the others moves in to aid Impasha in her bold move, Celas moves forward more than he liked to get a clear shot. "If you can pull it back, it would make for a better target, but the thing has you grappled. I'll see if I can wound it.

Celas throw the knife in hand at the alligator, hoping it distracts it enough but not too much. After extracting one of his daggers to his hand, he tries to recall any stories about alligators in the city.

Throwing Knife: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (1) + 7 = 8 Agile, +7 (Agile, Finesse, Thrown 20 ft.)
Throwing Knife Damage: 1d4 + 4 ⇒ (3) + 4 = 7 P
Precision Damage Sneak Attack: 1d6 ⇒ 1

Strike, Interact(Draw dagger), Recall Knowledge(Kintargo) Hidden Roll

Alligator for Breakfast - Round 1 - continued

26 Alligator (32hp dmg)
24 Celas
24 Impasha (19/20hp remain, restrained)
17 Bellara
15 Buttercup
14 Red Dire Rat
13 Green Dire Rat
9 Elarion
4 Myron (5/16hp remain, needs Fort saves]

Buttercup was powered up already so she is able to blast the alligator twice, one only kind of skims it, but the other does solid damage.

Impasha successfully wrenches her leg free from the alligator's mouth, avoiding a more devastating follow-up. She moves back onto dry land, and readies her shield to ward another attack when it comes.

From above atop the wooden pier, Bellara strikes down on the alligator scoring a massive hit before snapping her own buckler back into place.

Celas' knife throw is errant, missing the big lizard completely, and splashing in the shallow water. Celas recalls stories of alligators and other worse dangers living in the city's sewer system, but he always wrote that off as an old wives' tale, at least, until today. He's glad its not an otyugh or something more foul.

From the hallway behind them, a pair of rats the size of large dogs come bustling out, disturbed by the ruckus, and looking for food. They both attack Myron who was unaware of their approach. Both rats get serious bites on the sorceror, who is suddenly in some trouble.

Myron takes 11hp dmg from surprise rat bites. He needs DC14 Fort vs disease for each bite. Myron and Elarion are up to end the round.

Red Rat Bite vs Myron: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (10) + 7 = 17
Green Rat Bite vs Myron: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (16) + 7 = 23
Piercing Dmg vs Myron, 2 hits: 2d6 + 2 ⇒ (6, 3) + 2 = 11

1st Fort DC 14: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (4) + 5 = 9
2nd Fort DC 14: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (19) + 5 = 24

Taken completely unawares, Myron screams in surprise and pain at being attacked from behind by the oversized rats. Turning, he speaks a word of power in draconic, and swipes his fingers at the rats as if making a scratching motion.

As he does so, two force-made dragon claws appear, attacking each rat before fading away. The protective scales that appear when he casts this spell form around him in defense.

◆◆ Casting flurry of claws focus spell.

Spell Attack vs. green: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (8) + 7 = 15
Slashing damage: 1d8 ⇒ 5
Force damage: 1d4 ⇒ 3

Spell Attack vs. red: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (2) + 7 = 9
Slashing damage: 1d8 ⇒ 5
Force damage: 1d4 ⇒ 2

◆ After that, he summons a mystical shield between himself and any remaining rats.

So that's a +1 status bonus to Myron's AC as a byproduct of casting his focus spell, and then another +1 circumstance bonus to his AC from the shield cantrip.

"Where did they even come from?!" he wails.

Keeping one eye on the Aligator and another on the rats that appeared, Elarion will fire off a divine lance at one of the rats, not wanting to get boxed in.

divine lance vs green rat: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (11) + 7 = 18
damage: 2d4 ⇒ (3, 2) = 5

He then moves to put some space between him and the rat he just attacked.

Celas curses as his valuable blade sinks beneath the waves. Then his head snaps left as Myron screams in pain from the sudden rat attack. "Sorry, need to see to Myron, I'll be back." Celas swiftly moves to position himself a few feet from a slightly reddish furred rat. "Hang on, Myron I'm coming." He lines up his attack carefully and let fly the dagger in his hand at the rat, then swiftly draws his throwing knife.

Dagger, Thrown: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (2) + 7 = 9 Agile, +7 (Agile, Finesse, Thrown 10 ft.)
Dagger, Thrown Damage: 1d4 + 4 ⇒ (4) + 4 = 8 P
Precision Damage Sneak Attack: 1d6 ⇒ 2

Stride, Strike(Dagger, Thrown), Interact(Draw Knife)

Alligator for Breakfast - Round 1 - concluded

26 Alligator (32hp dmg)
24 Celas
24 Impasha (19/20hp remain, restrained)
17 Bellara
15 Buttercup
14 Red Dire Rat (5hp dmg)
9 Elarion
4 Myron (5/16hp remain, diseased]

Surprised by the rat attack, Myron responds with a spell that rakes one of the rats with enough force to kill it. The other magical claw misses. Then Myron protects himself with a magical shield.

Elarion also turns to the rats, firing a divine bolt of light energy at the remaining rat. The vermin does not die, but is clearly badly hurt after the spell attack.

End of Round 1

onset: 1d4 ⇒ 4

Myron will have an issue with disease upcoming. One of the rats dies, and another is hurt bad. Celas will resolve your second round in a moment.

Alligator for Breakfast - Round 2

26 Alligator (32hp dmg)
24 Celas
24 Impasha (10/20hp remain, restrained)
17 Bellara
15 Buttercup
14 Red Dire Rat (5hp dmg)
9 Elarion
4 Myron (5/16hp remain, diseased]

Smarting from Bellara's attack from above, the alligator swims away from the doc, but closes on Impasha just the same, making another biting attack at the well-armored champion. The bite is difficult to avoid and powerful enough that it bites right through the wooden shield, breaking it. Impasha takes a significant wound and is once again held in the jaws of the beast, though she does avoid a bruising smack from its heavy tail.

Celas turns to attack the rats, but his thrown dagger fails to connect and no damage is done.

Impasha takes 9hp and is at 10/20. She is also restrained. She, bellara and buttercup are up now.

Alligator bite: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (14) + 12 = 26 hit
Piercing dmg vs Impasha: 1d10 + 5 ⇒ (9) + 5 = 14 reduced to 9, shield is broken
Alligator Tail smash vs Impasha: 1d20 + 12 - 5 ⇒ (3) + 12 - 5 = 10 miss
Alligator Grapple vs Impasha: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (5) + 12 = 17

Buttercup grimaces as the alligator latches on again. "Naaasty!"

Buttercup's attention is divided and she is a bit distracted as she hesitantly splits her attacks between the two.

to hit earth blast vs. gator: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (2) + 6 = 8
bludgeoning damage: 1d8 + 4 ⇒ (4) + 4 = 8 two actions

to hit earth blast vs. rat, MAP: 1d20 + 6 - 5 ⇒ (9) + 6 - 5 = 10
bludgeoning damage: 1d8 ⇒ 5

Nervous about there being no backfield to hide in she suggests, "Maybe we should back away from it for a bit?"

Anticipating the lunge of the albino reptile, Impasha squares herself behind her shield once again and prepares to meet its snapping jaws. However, she doesn't anticipate that as she jams the shield forward into the powerful jaws of the beast, it would snap in two allowing the beast to chomp down onto her left arm nearly up to the shoulder. Stoic though she strives to be, Impasha cannot avoid crying out as her muscles tear and blood spurts out and sprays her face and armor.

With her free arm she tries desperately to pull the jaw open and free herself, and tries to brace her legs to push away from the beast...

Escape (Athletics): 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (9) + 6 = 15
Escape (Athletics): 1d20 + 6 - 5 ⇒ (2) + 6 - 5 = 3

...and spares a moment to cry out to the Inheritor for healing.

"Mother of Justice! Your servant falters! Lend me your aid to carry on!"

◈Escape #1, ◈Escape #2, ◈Lay on Hands (+6HP)

"Rrrghggrrr! I can't...!

Halp Halp!

Elarion will use his focus point and his reaction spell to redirect 3 of Impasha's damage to himself

Alligator for Breakfast - Round 2

26 Alligator (32hp dmg)
24 Celas
24 Impasha (19/20hp remain, restrained)
17 Bellara
15 Buttercup
14 Red Dire Rat (5hp dmg)
9 Elarion (11/14hp remain)
4 Myron (5/16hp remain, diseased]

The sound of splintering wood echoes through the damp chamber as the albino alligator’s jaws snap shut, reducing Impasha’s shield to kindling. Blood blooms across the water's surface as the beast's teeth find purchase in her arm.

Impasha cries out, a mixture of pain and prayer. With her free arm, she claws at the massive snout, desperate to pry the crushing weight from her limb. Though her attempts to Escape are met only with the cold, unyielding strength of the reptile, a flare of golden light erupts from her palm. Her focus spell seals the worst of the jagged tears, knitting flesh back together even as she remains trapped in the creature's maw.

Seeing her ally’s agony, Buttercup grimaces, sending a volley of stones whistling through the air. One blast strikes the alligator's thick hide with a dull thud and no damage, while the other flies toward the scuttling Red Rat, though the chaos of the two-front battle makes it difficult to find a killing blow.

From the periphery, Elarion watches the Champion buckle under the alligator's weight. Reaching out with a hand trembling from the strain of divine channeling, he invokes a forbidden symmetry. As Impasha’s wounds attempt to reopen, the damage visibly manifests on the Elf instead. Through his reaction spell, he draws a modicum of her suffering into his own body, his face paling as he stabilizes her at the cost of his own vitality.

Impasha is healed up to 19/20hp, though Elarion takes some of those wounds and is at 11/14. Pending an action from Bellara before moving on.

Bellara’s eyes cut from the blood in the water to the rat snapping at Myron, then back again to the white jaws clamped around Impasha.

"No. You do not get to keep her!"

She shifted her footing on the pier and drove in again, again and again with anything that might make the beast loosen its grip.

◈ Attack - Rapier: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (1) + 7 = 8 Damage P: 1d6 + 2 ⇒ (1) + 2 = 3
◈ Attack - Rapier: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (16) + 2 = 18 Damage P: 1d6 + 2 ⇒ (2) + 2 = 4
◈ Attack - Rapier: 1d20 - 3 ⇒ (11) - 3 = 8 Damage P: 1d6 + 2 ⇒ (1) + 2 = 3

Bellara’s eyes cut from the blood in the water to the rat snapping at Myron, then back again to the white jaws clamped around Impasha.

"No. You do not get to keep her!"

She shifted her footing on the pier and drove in again, again and again with anything that might make the beast loosen its grip.

[dice=◈ Attack - Rapier]1d20+7 [dice=Damage P]1d6+2
[dice=◈ Attack - Rapier]1d20+2 [dice=Damage P]1d6+2
[dice=◈ Attack - Rapier]1d20-3 [dice=Damage P]1d6+2

The gator purposefully moved out of your reach from the pier. Do you want to move around to it, jump in the water, or something else? Either way, you will lose one of those actions most likely.

Oops. That's what I get for not paying attention :( What's my check to jump onto it's back and balance to attack it??? :)

Can she stand in the first 5' of shoreline or does it require swimming? I suppose she'll hop into that area if she can still attack.

Beat its Reflex with your Acrobatics or Athletics to jump on its back but will have to do that every action it has or fall prone in the water. You can stand on the shore adjacent square and attack wo penalty, just use an action to Move.

LMK know if you go cinematic or standard

Good to know, cinematic is quite tempting for Bellara action. I'll keep this in mind if I run out of runway here in the water. I'm fine being standing in it for now where you put me on the map.

Alligator for Breakfast - Round 2 - continued

26 Alligator (36hp dmg)
24 Celas (10/16hp remain, needs Fort save)
24 Impasha (19/20hp remain, restrained)
17 Bellara
15 Buttercup
14 Red Dire Rat (5hp dmg)
9 Elarion (11/14hp remain)
4 Myron (5/16hp remain, diseased]

Bellara leaps down from the wooden pier, and stabs at the alligator, scoring one hit for mild damage.

Somehow still alive, the dire rat launches itself at Celas. It's feral gnashing teeth pierce his flesh painfully once, and the disease it carries can be spread to the rogue.

Celas takes 6hp dmg is at 10/16hp remaining and needs a Fort save vs Disease. Elarion and Myron are up to end the round.

Dire Rat bite vs Celas: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (15) + 7 = 22
Dire Rat bite vs Celas, MAP: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (13) + 3 = 16 miss barely
Piercing dmg vs Celas: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 1 = 6

Grateful that Celas has drawn the other rat away, Myron tries to mitigate the the rogue's risk by slaying the creature. He hisses in pain as his wounds burn, but manages to cast frostbite. ◆◆

Cold damage: 2d4 ⇒ (3, 2) = 5

Basic Fortitude DC 17. On critical fail, the rat gains weakness 1 to bludgeoning.

After he casts his spell, Myron steps back away from the thrashing alligator. ◆

Elarion, watching the situation unfold, between rat and crocodile related combats, will launch another divine attack against the remaining rat, trying to free up Celas.

divine lance vs rat: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (18) + 7 = 25
damage: 2d4 ⇒ (3, 1) = 4

then he'll move up next to Celas, bracing the man, and preparing to offer first aid if neccesary.

Celas feels this throw that is almost as bad as his earlier one. Faces of the dying fill his mind, distracting him from his attack. Worse he fails to dodge when the rat leaps at him, the pain as it's bite shears through his skin with ease shocking him back to survival.

Saving Throw (Fortitude): 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (11) + 3 = 14

Alligator for Breakfast - Round 2 - concluded

26 Alligator (36hp dmg)
24 Celas (10/16hp remain)
24 Impasha (19/20hp remain, restrained)
17 Bellara
15 Buttercup
14 Red Dire Rat (5hp dmg)
9 Elarion (11/14hp remain)
4 Myron (5/16hp remain, diseased]

Magic spells from both Elarion and Myron blast the remaining rat into pieces, ending the vermin, at least for now.

Celals seems to fight through whatever microbe breeds in the rats mouth, and is not anymore affected than the minor damage he has taken.

End of Round 2

Alligator for Breakfast - Round 3

26 Alligator (36hp dmg)
24 Celas (10/16hp remain)
24 Impasha (11/20hp remain, restrained)
17 Bellara
15 Buttercup
9 Elarion (11/14hp remain)
4 Myron (5/16hp remain, diseased]

Holding Impashas fast, the alligator smashes at her with its heavy club-like tail. Impasha is able to get the remains of her shield and armor ready, bracing for impact, and the tail slaps against her armor harmlessly. Unfortunately, the alligator still has another tactic, biting hard on her leg, it rolls like barrel, pulling the unfortunate champion with it. Impasha falls prone, and get another serious wound.

Impasha is at 11/20hp, and prone. She is still grappled as well. All the party is up now, with just the alligator to fight against.

Alligator tail vs Impasha: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (1) + 12 = 13
Alligator death roll vs Impasha, MAP: 1d20 + 12 - 4 + 2 ⇒ (9) + 12 - 4 + 2 = 19hit
Piercing dmg vs Impasha: 1d10 + 5 ⇒ (3) + 5 = 8

It was one thing to have a battle of wills and muscle with this beast. But to be slammed to the ground in so ridiculous a manner digs into Impasha's pride and rouses her anger. No longer does she try to pry her leg free. Instead with a shout of righteous fury she now grabs the hilt of her sword with both hands and swings wildly at the creature's broad pale grinning head.

"Keep the leg! I'll have your head!"

◈Longsword (prone): 1d20 + 6 - 2 ⇒ (10) + 6 - 2 = 14Damage: 1d6 + 3 ⇒ (2) + 3 = 5
Spending Hero Point
Hero Point to reroll Attack #1: 1d20 + 6 - 2 ⇒ (1) + 6 - 2 = 5
◈Longsword #2 (prone): 1d20 + 6 - 2 - 5 ⇒ (19) + 6 - 2 - 5 = 18Damage: 1d6 + 3 ⇒ (6) + 3 = 9

"Iomedae! Your servant fights on! Do not let this beast overcome me!"
◈Lay on Hands, +6 HP

As Celas' shock at the rat's attack steels him for a fight, attacks by Myron and Elarion remove the need. He looks back at Impasha's increasingly dire situation, trying to decide how to deal with it. Picking caution, he moves down the pier just enough to get a clear shot at it.

Throwing Knife: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (14) + 7 = 21 Agile, +7 (Agile, Finesse, Thrown 20 ft.)
Throwing Knife Damage: 1d4 + 4 ⇒ (1) + 4 = 5 P
Precision Damage Sneak Attack: 1d6 ⇒ 1

He then draws his remaining dagger prepared to deal with possible consequences.

"Hang in there Impasha."

Now that Buttercup is able to concentrate on the 'gator, she sends a pair of earth bolts right into it's scaly hide, hoping that it hits hard enough to actually injure the naturally armored amphibian.

to hit earth blast: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (12) + 6 = 18
bludgeoning damage: 1d8 + 4 ⇒ (6) + 4 = 10 two actions

to hit earth blast: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (12) + 6 = 18
bludgeoning damage: 1d8 ⇒ 7

Seeing the final rat fall, Myron whirls in place before moving over to the pier to get a better view of the reptile. He calls out, "Well shot!" to Elarion as he moves past. ◆

Once on the pier he targets the alligator and casts another frostbite. ◆◆

Cold damage: 2d4 ⇒ (4, 3) = 7

Basic Fortitude DC 17. On critical fail, the gator gains weakness 1 to bludgeoning.

Elarion moves up behind Myron and provides some needed first aid to the Sorcerer, fearing he could collapse at any moment, "Hang steady, Myron, this sewer gator is nearly done,"

battle medicine: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (17) + 7 = 24
heal: 2d8 ⇒ (6, 4) = 10

Alligator for Breakfast - Round 3 - concluded

26 Alligator (45hp dmg)
24 Celas (10/16hp remain)
24 Impasha (17/20hp remain, grappled, prone)
17 Bellara
15 Buttercup
9 Elarion (11/14hp remain)
4 Myron (5/16hp remain, diseased]

Impasha struggles to get her blade into the heavy lizard creature but eventually scores one hit while remaining held and prone.

Used Hero point and last focus spell to heal some

A thrown knife by Celas, a blast by Buttercup, and an icy spell from Myron combinue to finish off the gator, and save Impasha from further damage.

Quick first aid to dress the leg from Elarion puts Impasha back to full health like it never even happened.

End of Combat

Impasha is back to full some minor wounds to Celas and Myron is pretty badly hurt and will have the disease to contend with later.

I think Elarion used his healing on Myron

As the alligator finally dies, Impasha drops her sword and reaches down to grab the creature's jaws and wrench them open. Fortunately, with no more will behind them, the jaws relax enough for the teeth to be pulled free of her flesh, after which she scoots back to the shore, free and panting. she flops onto her back to catch her breath and to give her heart a chance to work through its adrenaline.

"Well... that went well..." she says between heaves. "Next time maybe we could try using a ham for bait."

She picks up the biggest remaining piece of her shield and looks it over and puffs out a deep breath of sentimentality. "I've had that shield since my days as an acolyte." she says somberly.

So it is. Myron at 15/16, Impasha still at 17/20 after self-heal

Buttercup examines the corpse critically. Out loud she muses, "Bettin' them teeth worth a fair bit. M'be the hide too, bein' white an' all. Never carved up a 'gator though."

Buttercup examines the corpse critically. Out loud she muses, "Bettin' them teeth worth a fair bit. M'be the hide too, bein' white an' all. Never carved up a 'gator though."

Myron smiles in thanks to Elarion, but his attention is quickly diverted to what Buttercup is saying.

"Oh, yes, very likely! With the right craftsman, that hide could be turned into a number of items! White alligator skin hats, belts, satchels, and more!

"Is everyone all right, more or less? I received a number of nasty wounds from one of the rats that came out from... somewhere. Thanks to Elarion, I should be right as rain after a bit of recovery time!"

I mean, Myron doesn't know he's diseased, right?

Celas slowly looks around for any further trouble, gives a bit of a shake and lets his breath out. "Well that could have gone worse, I suppose. Still if this is our homecoming welcome, I'm not quite sure I like this place." He recovers his blades, but looks at the shallow water with some trepitation. "Throwing knives are not as easy to come by as daggers. I'll look in the water for it but it could be under this giant carcass. If I can't find it, maybe with rope and sweat we can pull it out? We could then butcher it as some have suggested. Myron seems to have a desire for a fashionable garment. Can't think of a better use for it."

As to wounds Celas says, "I took a bite from a rat, I don't think it's too bad but a having it bandaged would be good."

Celas makes a thorough search in the water for his fumbled blade but will need assistance to move the dead beast if it's trapped underneath. He keeps a wary eye out for further vermin.

Impasha sits up quickly and looks around at Myron. ”Rats?”. For the first time she notices the two slain giant rodents and the sorcerer’s torn, bloody clothes. She clambers heavily to her feet. ”Forgive me, my friends! I was so focused on the alligator, I hadn’t noticed these other threats. By the Light, they’re even bigger than the ones that were under the livery stable!”

She picks up her swords and slots it away in its scabbard. ”Well, at any rate, we can retrieve the rest of that body now. I’d bet the other half of our smuggler is inside the belly of the alligator, if further identification is needed. So our main mission is done. But I still wonder— what happened to the boat and the Varisian textiles? Something tells me there’s more to this story than a hungry alligator.”

She turns and wades out into the water to try and pull the wedged remains from under the pier, doing her best not to throw up her breakfast.

" Myron seems to have a desire for a fashionable garment. Can't think of a better use for it."

Myron laughs at Celas' joke.

"Ha ha ha! Oh, can you imagine? Me in white leather?

"No but really, there is a market for it. No accounting for taste, I suppose!"

”Forgive me, my friends! I was so focused on the alligator, I hadn’t noticed these other threats.”

"Nonsense! If you weren't occupying the alligator, these rats might have been more trouble than they were!"

”Well, at any rate, we can retrieve the rest of that body now. I’d bet the other half of our smuggler is inside the belly of the alligator, if further identification is needed. So our main mission is done. But I still wonder— what happened to the boat and the Varisian textiles? Something tells me there’s more to this story than a hungry alligator.”

She turns and wades out into the water to try and pull the wedged remains from under the pier, doing her best not to throw up her breakfast.

"Ah, yes. Poor Mr. Cornerivos." Myron eyes the remains with a respectful silence before continuing.

"But that's an excellent point. Did someone else already come through and take his boat? Was it the alligator that actually killed him?"

"Ha ha ha! Oh, can you imagine? Me in white leather?

"No but really, there is a market for it. No accounting for taste, I suppose!"

Silently, Impasha briefly considers how her armor or shield might look embossed with white reptile leather. But she quickly discounts the idea. It smacked of vanity. Not to mention vulgarity.

"But that's an excellent point. Did someone else already come through and take his boat? Was it the alligator that actually killed him?"

"And if not the alligator, then who? Someone who lodged his body under this pier, and either they expected the alligator to eliminate the evidence, or the alligator was drawn here by the scent of the rotting corpse."

"Since we have a mystery, I think we should investigate all our clues. I think we should have a look around these tunnels for some sign of the cargo, or other people. And I think we should have a closer look at that statue of Callistria. There may be some hidden lever or switch that opens a nearby wall, or something like that. This *was* being used as a smuggling port after all. And they already put one such device in the coffee house basement."

Although she was doing her best to move the half-eaten body while touching only its remaining clothes, they were proven just as friable and disgusting as the decomposing flesh itself. Her face squints up in disgust and she turns away abruptly. "Ughguh." But like the soldier she is, she quickly returns to the task, this time with more commitment, just broadly grabbing the whole thing securely in both arms and maneuvering it free of the pilings with as little ceremony and as much alacrity as she can manage.

"No no, it's all right, I've got it." she can't help but say to her companions.

Buttercup watches on as the others deal with the corpse and alligator, ascrewed up look on her face similar to Impasha's.

[b}"I'm thinkin' havin' a look 'round is a good idea. Not wantin' any ore suprises."[/b]