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"A kobold? One of them still lives. What do the rest of you think we should do with it?"

Perception Check 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 2 = 5

Seeing Caelin make his way across, Dra replaces his axe on his belt and slings his shield to climb across as well.

Climb Check, take 10. Total 17. (1d20+7)

Grinning, Dra glances back across the chasm and says "Come on, you only live and die once, and its not that far to fall."

That being said, Dra pulls his axe and shield back out, just in case there are critters afoot.

"Hegrad!" Dra curses as the enormous mite bodily knocks him to the ground. After shaking his head a moment, Dra pushes himself off the ground glaring at both Polson and Donk.

"Polson, what is wrong with Donk?"

Dra heads over to the bulging sack and prods it with the haft of his axe a bit.

"What would mites keep in a sack like this...hmm.

Provided the sack isn't mushy or something else equally odd, Dra will open it.

"Polson, ask...Donk if there is anyone else down here. She thinks she heard something."

Dra thumbs towards Sunny while saying so.

Dra walks over to where Sunny is peering around into the shadowy corners and places a calloused hand on her shoulder.

"What did you hear Liga? (meaning Sunny)"

Dra quiets his heart and listens to the shadows and crevices of the earthen chamber.

1d20 + 2 ⇒ (5) + 2 = 7

After a moment listening, Dra shrugs.

"There is nothing bright Liga...it is just the Lord in Iron in his domain."

And the die roller hate continues on....

"How are we going to get the chains off this...Donk? My axe won't slice chains..."

Dra looks around to see if anyone else has a suggestion on how to remove the chains.

"How strange is all this? Dra says, a puzzled look on his face. Shaking his head to clear the confusion at this situation, Dra looks further around the room to make certain there are not any other mites around or centipedes...

1d20 + 2 ⇒ (13) + 2 = 15

"You would be responsible Polson, since no other of us speak its strange tongue."

Dra winces at the sound of the language being babbled back and forth.

"What is this fell speech Polson? It understands?!" Dra says, some measure of comprehension dawning.

"Do any of us know whatever fell speech it uses? Why not ask it and see if it can understand first?"

"Its as though one of the mites bedded a Kreeg woman to beget something like that...what do we do with it?"

Dra glances around at everyone else, not quite sure how to handle this creature.

"Whatever we decide, we need to hurry through so we can get back outside...I don't care for leaving the dead to whatever beasts might come hereabouts."

"What is this?!" Dra says while looking a bit perplexed at the hogtied figure.

Just what is this figure? How big?

Dra moves closer to examine it.

1d20 + 2 ⇒ (19) + 2 = 21 Perception Roll

"Polson, do you know what this is?" Ignore this line if I realize what it is first.

Dra nods at Sunny's suggestion of moving order.

Quietly, he says to her "You have night eyes, yes? You move behind the Dark One, I will walk by the Pale One." nodding towards Caelin and his torch.

Dra continues following Polson as backup.

Dra nods to Sunny and then descends after Polson, to guard his back, shield and axe at the ready.

"Lead on urdinome. I follow."

Translation: Dark One

Dra watches the tunnel entrances closely and listens for any noise.

1d20 + 2 ⇒ (5) + 2 = 7 Perception check.

Nodding to Caelin, Dra looks back and forth between the tunnels.

"East...always to the East."

Dra peers into the hole.

"If this be it, then we go, yes?" he says, grinning fiercely. Readying his axe and shield, Dra gives the others a few moments to gather themselves as he prepares to descend. Glancing at Sunny, he says...

"Worry not arluyve-riis, Dra means what he says, but not always says what he means. Best let the warrior descend first, eh?!"

Translation

Just to help move things along...if the hole is too steep to walk down, then Dra will sling his axe and shield and climb down into it when everyone else is ready to start descending.
1d20 + 7 ⇒ (5) + 7 = 12 Climb check, if necessary.

Dra gives Sunny a wry look.

"You take me at my words, not my meaning. I do not suggest using fire...but I will not let such cowards crouch underfoot. The centipede came up, there must be a way down. They must be dealt with before they grow bold again."

Dra watches the centipede-riding mite disappear in the distance...frowning.

"I do not like that he escaped."

Turning and walking back to the others, Dra retrieves his axe and shield, smirking.

"We let that one get away...no sense in letting any others hide in the darkness below like rats...they might only scurry out to trouble us later. I say we smoke them out, be there any left."

Dra lightly tosses down his axe and shield before moving quickly to the west (full 40ft movement), drawing his longbow. Coming to a stop, he nocks an arrow and lets fly towards the centipede.

That should put my range just below 200ft, or at my 2nd range increment for a -2 to hit. The -2 penalty will be already factored in.

Dra looses the arrow! 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (15) + 1 = 16

If it hits 1d8 ⇒ 2 damage.

Edit: Make that 40 feet (instead of 30ft) straight left (to clarify instead of "forward"). Just to make sure Dra is withing range for Minute Meteors.

Dra moves forward 30 feet and raises his hand to the heavens, calling down a rain of flames towards the Mite Leader and centipede.

Using Minute Meteors, Reflex negates DC 14, 5 ft wide x 30ft wide column, so it should hit them both if centered on the Mite.

1d4 ⇒ 3 Fire damage to failed saves.

Dra swings his axe at the centipede!

AoO attempt

1d20 + 4 ⇒ (2) + 4 = 6

If it hits 1d8 + 3 ⇒ (5) + 3 = 8

Curses...the die roller is really showing its love for me recently... x_x

Dra attacks the Mite in front of him again, trying to bury his axe between its eyes!

Cold Iron Battleaxe1d20 + 4 ⇒ (11) + 4 = 15

If the attack hits 1d8 + 3 ⇒ (4) + 3 = 7 damage...

Dra moves up and around the tree towards the mite that killed Tam. He rushes in, swinging his cold iron battleaxe at the little bugger!

End my 40ft movement in the square just NE of the mite.

Attack 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (8) + 4 = 12

If it hits, Damage 1d8 + 3 ⇒ (6) + 3 = 9

Dra moves towards the melee and raises his hand, firing a thin beam of frost towards one of the mites.

Casting Ray of Frost

Dra fires the ray at the mite!

....and the tree moved ever so slightly to get in the way.....

"Yugrein!"

Translation: Not PG-13

Dra watches the Mite leader escape around the tree and he growls in frustration. Turning back, he hurries over towards the tick, drawing his cold iron battleaxe and chopping down towards its bloated abdomen!

The blade of axe glances off of the disgusting creature's carapace.

"Foul beast! Kehdarg!"

Translation: Dammit!

Dra rushes after the leader of the mites...pulling out his remaining spear and hurling it after the cowardly little scum!

I think we're still waiting for that last centipede to act before the rest of us can go Kthonos.

Dra rushes forward towards the tree-crawling Mites, using his shield to cover his vulnerable flesh....

Chanting in low shoanti, Dra throws his free hand up at the mites in the tree and a burst of prismatic light flashes from his hand!

Color Spray

I smell a tpk brewing...

The mites are rolling well...us...not so much. Good thing I've already finished a backup character.

Trying to keep himself behind his shield, blood streaming down his face from the slung stone that split his head, Dra pulls out and then hurls a shortspear at the mite nearest him in the tree!

1d20 + 3 ⇒ (3) + 3 = 6

Damage: 1d6 + 3 ⇒ (2) + 3 = 5

And misses...heroically...

Dra shuffles his feet, chanting low in Shoanti before throwing his hands out and finishing with a brief trill.

For Black Fang

Smiling wickedly, Dra then draws his thick shield from his back and quickly moves towards the tree and the mites, yelling...

"Ferik niklit forenk skoans!"

Translation

Waiting on those Centipedes.....

Glancing at Sunny, "What vermin are these?", while glancing over towards the mite-swarm.

Dra grins wickedly at Nerik. "Agreed!"

I am here. Thanks for the invite Justin!