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Adoros' face flickers with a look of distaste at the talk of poxes and sickness as he sets his glass of wine back down on the table. He glances at Teodor at his response to the plea for aid and then turns to look at Korriban and whispers under his breath, "I wonder if he means to fight it or spread it."
Yeah, that sounds fine to me. Sorry I've been kinda of non-existent for a while. They removed our access to most sites (including Paizo) from work and I plum forget to check when I get home most nights.
Adoros roars in anger as he tries to wretch his blade from the wall edge beside the creature and pulls with such force that he nearly trips himself on the backswing. He is convinced he has become plagued by his own personal pugwampi...
Adoros swings about and goes back on the offensive as he feels a guiding force help him aim a bit better. It is all for not as he instead misses the beast completely and makes a devastating critical hit to the door frame beside him.
Adoros continues to backpedal as he weaves his sword at the monster.
Adoros continues to trade blows with the monstrosity defensively while backing up slowly, five feet at a time to draw the enemy out of the room.
Adoros sways from the brutal thrashing is on the receiving end of as he lifts his greatsword again as he calls over his shoulder, "Everyone fall back and I'll lure him into a killing zone."
Okay, after finally being moved in and setup again with internet and computer hooked, I'm good to go. Gonna be catching up now.
Adoros grins viciously as he sees his sword cut so easily through the mountain of meat that is the brute. A spray of blood across the room and Adoros brings his sword about for another strike but lets his cockiness get the better of him as he mistimes his slash, "Surrender or face your fate!"
Adoros remains posed by the door, his greatsword lifted up and ready to behead the creature breaking down the door.
Adoros moves over to the left of the door as he draws his greatsword and readies the blade poised over his head to come down on whoever is on the other side of the door if they decide to come in.
Adoros raises his musket and fires at the now low-flying blue creature, "You were warned!" The rifle lets out a boom that fills the room with noise as its bullet goes flying at the creature.
Adoros is fully tired of the flying blue fairy as he grabs his broken musket again and loads it.
Adoros continues to try to boost the others up at the flying blue bozo.
Why try the wall when you have a perfectly step up waiting in my cupped hands? Run at Adoros and he will toss you upward.
With a loud curse that fills the room, Adoros shoulders his smoking musket and storms over to under the feet of the little blue flying man, "You either get down here or someone is coming up there!" He plants his feet and cups his hands together, ready to throw the next person who wants to take a shot at the flying bozo.
Adoros starts to reload his musket as he shakes his head at the crazy flying blue monkey thing.
Adoros growls at the little man as he flies about above their heads and raises his musket to fire a shot. The musket barks loudly as the bullet goes blasting into the ceiling above, "Come down and surrender or the next one is going through your head!"
Adoros tilts his head as he hears the same thing Korriban is hearing and nods in agreement, "Kroft will undoubtly want to know what these creatures are doing under the city's crypts. We should go in hard and take them by surprise. Possibly take Cabbagehead out as it doesn't seem to be in charge and won't have that much to tell us. The other voice however does seem to have some authority so we try to knock it out like our other little friend. Any disagreement with that plan?"
Adoros nods at Korriban's assessment, "First, let's secure that head. Then we can find the rest. One piece at a time if we must. Is the body it is attached to currently living or dead?" That's all they would need for the Shoanti's head to be part of some necromancer's plaything.
Gadriel's statement about Korriban's aroma draws a chuckle from Adoros, "I'm glad someone else agrees with that. If there is nothing in the next chamber, let us all gather there before Korriban over extends his scouting too far away from us. Maybe some of these books will shed more light on the owner of this place." The Chelish man starts for the tunnel to join up in the book room.
Adoros whispers rather loudly to Gadriel, "Ask Korriban if he sees any sign of the Shoanti body? Or someone that might know where it is?"
Adoros nods in agreement with Diamon, "If it was boarded up that means that they didn't want easy access to it and that whatever is inside might be hostile. We can always circle back to check it out later. For now, our top priority is to find the rest of the Shoanti's body for Kroft."
Adoros sighs as the others flail away at the little creature trying to knock him out. The Chelish man shoulders his gun as he draws his longsword and rounds the table to his right, coming up behind the creature. He swings the flat of his blade at the side of it's head with a grunt.
Adoros keeps his musket trained on the little creature while the dwarf smacks it around. If it makes a break for it, he'll fire to try and wing it in the leg.
Adoros immediately raises his musket at the gibbering blue under-creature, "Do you speak Common? C-O-M-M-O-N?"
Adoros nods in agreement, still pale and nauseated from the smell of the room as he quickly exits, "Yes, let's be about finding the rest of the body. Preferably elsewhere. Immediately."
Adoros looks pale as he extracts himself from the muck and filth. Obviously, the decorum is a bit much for his more refined tastes. The Chelish man shakes his head at returning with just the legs, "At the least, the Shoanti will probably want something to identify the body as the boy in question and not some other poor soul. We'll need to recover the head or at least the face."
When one of the many tentacles of the excrement-covered creature grabs the dwarf and does a good impression of a maraca with him, Adoros curses under his breath, "B@&%&&*s." Carefully, the Chelish man lays his gun down and starts forward as he draws his large sword again while suddenly screaming in fury, "B$#&~*#S!" He brings the sword down in a vicious overhand chop at the stinking flesh of the creature.
At the sight of the filthy, trash and body laden room, Adoros nearly vomits at the smell and sight. The trashing and hungry otyugh doesn't help matters. He reaches for his gun, hesitating for a moment before saying, "They probably already know we're here. The hells I'm letting that disease-ridden thing touch me!"
Adoros' face draws up into a look of disgust as he waves off the foul smell from his nose and steers well clear of the southeast tunnel, "Whew... I for one don't want to go traipsing through whatever garbage heap lies down there. It would seem our little dark friend was possibly going to look to warn someone before he met his end. I say we go find this someone and make them tell us where the Shoanti boy's body is."
Adoros swings around and heads toward the last bony snake. He calls out to Teodor, "I could use a little." Once he reaches the snake, Adoros rips into the beast as it is busy with the wolf.
Adoros hisses in pain at the nasty bite as he struggles to get his sword around for another strike.
Trying to draw the snake's attention, Adoros leaves a few openings in his defense as he stalks around the snake before swinging in again with his greatsword.
Adoros grunts in satisfaction as one of the slippery, bony bastards finally goes down. The Chelish man steps between Teodor and Korriban and takes the fight to the next snake, "Join your fellow in hell!"
As it seems luck is finally with him (for once), Adoros laughs as he slices at the snake by Teodor, "Back to the grave you with foul things!"
Adoros is doing his impersonation of a clown at a circus.
Adoros continues to try and disentangle his greatsword from his clothing, "Foul accursed straps! Why are you so hard to undo?!"
Adoros hisses in pain as the acid splashes onto his bare skin, sizzling as he tries to wipe it off. When the bone snakes start pouring out of the walls, the young Chelish man quickly switches over to his bigger weapon, the greatsword but in his haste to draw it and strike the enemies, he gets it tangled up in his garments, "Curse you, you infernal hall of damnation!"
Adoros continues chasing after the creature and turns the corner to see that Korriban and Teodor have it hemmed in. The young Chelish man switches his musket to his offhand as he draws his longsword and tries to club the creature on the side of the head with the flat of the blade, "Surrender or meet your maker!"
As the little humanoid goes scurrying away with his possible exits being cut off, Adoros goes charging after Korriban in pursuit of the creature. "Stop or be cut down!", Adoros calls after the creature.
As it appears that Diamon has the attached bug on Gadriel's arm in hand (so to speak), Adoros swings up his rifle and takes careful aim at the bug flying around the young girl's head. The musket goes off with a loud retort in the enclosed space.
Adoros looks around in the darkness as the one barely visible drops like a sack of bricks, "Where did the other one go? Cursed darkness!"
Squinting in the darkness, Adoros stumbles foward and makes a nearly blind swipe of his blade at where he vaguely sees the outline of one of the short creatures.
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