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Dyrnwyna is swarmed by hobgoblins, but only one (a sword-wielder) manages to connect -5hp to Dyrnwyna, wiping out the temps
H14, another soldier, charges Quinn and wraps his flail around the dwarf's leg, tripping him up. -13hp to Quinn, slowed and marked through turn
H15 (now Warcaster1 for clarity)comes into the room wearing robes and wielding a staff, laughs, and aims its staff at Dyrnwyna. "A wizard? Come to the water, little caster!" She feels herself dragged helplessly through the ranks of the besieging hobgoblins toward the well. -7hp to Dyrnwyna, and make a save to not fall in the well.
H16 (now Archer1) moves in behind the warcaster, grins, and takes aim at Quinn through the melee, firing with uncanny accuracy -9hp to Quinn, and setting the cleric as a target for the warcaster.
Quinn, realizing the ranged attackers will come no closer, unleashes one of his most potent prayers. Only the bloodied H1 is left standing, all the others knocked prone and scattered like leaves before Moradin's wrath. Dyrnwyna is inspired to new resilience by this display.
Dyrnwyna manages to hurl herself to the ground at the edge of the well, rather than dropping into the depths.
Seeing Dyrnwyna in danger spurs Rhianis to action.
Dyrnwyna quickly scrambles to her feet, and, dignity cast aside, scurries for the stairway. She flinches from several blows as she goes.
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Rhianis moves into action , but misses.
Dyrnwyna's mystic shield enables her to glide among the hobgoblins to the relative safety of the stairs.
H3 advances, but does not attack.
H4 gets to his feet and angrily charges Quinn, striking a powerful blow that is partly deflected by Moradin's armor -11hp to Quinn, reduced to -6, slowed, marked
Frivry steps back to the stairs at the advice of the others.
Move to L-20
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H4 stumbles a bit from the force of Gran's blast, but quickly recovers.
H3, as if waiting for the divine sanction to dissipate, swings at Quinn, knocking the dwarf unconscious. Crit, -16hp, reduced to -11hp, slowed and marked, dying at -8hp.
H1 steps over Quinn's body, laughing, and strikes at Rhianis with his flail, but misses.
The grunts rise whence Quinn's last had knocked them and reposition, one of them bold enough to charge at Frivry, slashing the halfling with his longsword -5hp to Frivry, knocking off the temps
H14 stands in position and barks orders.
The warcaster rushes into the fray and jabs Frivry with his staff, lightning crackling around the ferrule, but the halfling's luck save him. The hobgoblin arcanist curses volubly.
The archer also advances, and misses so badly it is impossible to tell at whom he was aiming.
"Quinn?" gasps Rhianis when his friend falls. "Foul beasts! You shall pay dearly!"
Eldritch Blast 1d20+5=19 vs Ref
(Added +1 from Prime Shot class feature)
Damage 1d10+3=4
Curse 1d6=6
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"Quinn?" gasps Rhianis when his friend falls. "Foul beasts! You shall pay dearly!"
Eldritch Blast 1d20+5=19 vs Ref
(Added +1 from Prime Shot class feature)
Damage 1d10+3=4
Curse 1d6=6
Quinn's moment of glory passes as his prayer expires and he slips closer to death's door.
Dyrnywna, shocked that Rhiannis hasn't taken her own advice and retreated, nearly forgets to cast her own spell. At last her fingers twitch, seemingly of their own accord, and glowing balls of force slam into the foe above Quinn.
Frivry stabs his sword in the hobgoblin in front of him.
Sly Flourish at H13: 1d20+7=25, 1d6+9=12
Gran out at h4. In the process challenging the hobgoblin
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Gran's mighty blow catches on H4's armor, doing no damage.
H9 and H10 shift position, but do not close. Similarly, H14 stays in position.
It soon becomes clear that this was to allow the warcaster and opportunity at the front lines. The hobgoblin arcanist holds his staff out in both hands, and a wave of force flies up the stairs, knocking all of the allies prone and blasting them up the stairs. Hit Frivry for -12hp, Crit on Rhianis for -20hp, Hit Gran for -12hp (net -7hp), Crit on Dyrnwyna for -20hp. Oh, my.
H14 then moves up the stairs in front of the warcaster and swings his flail at the bloodied warlock, smashing into Rhianis's prone form, knocking him unconscious -16hp to Rhianis, marked/slowed
The archer moves further into the room, but holds fire.
Quinn starts seeing the soft glow of Moradin's forge in the distance.
Dyrnwyna pries herself to her feet and casts again. Her face looks as though it has just occurred to her that she may actually lose.
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Dyrnwyna's force missiles hit the warcaster square in the chest, elciiting a grunt of surprise and pain.
H3 steps over Quinn's bleeding body and moves to attack Frivry. The hobgoblin hits and takes advantage of the situation to move further up the stairs, atop Rhianis. -12hp to Frivry
H4, sensing victory, steps up and takes the Raven Queen's punishment to attack the halfling as well. -13hp to Frivry, marked/slowed and dying, -7hp to H4
"Dyrnwyna if anything running may be are only option. An option I hate, but Fate is against us here."
Standing, Gran grits his teeth throws down his glaive and draws Aecris. Dark energy wraps around the blade as Gran channels the enegies of his mistress
"Dyrnwyna I don't care if it hits me or not! But if you can use that magic of yours to clear out some of these hobs then do it!"
Can we assume the undead hordes of Orcus will now flood the streets of Winterhaven?
I like to think Quinn resurrected as Moradin's avatar and cleansed the place singlehandedly. At least that's the story I'M going to tell.