Thug5 falls over, unconscious, as Liandra's bolt strikes true.
Savrial Runs Towards the gnome Gesturing at him and chanting some strange words andilaiiiiin iandiila dandiiiah etc..
As soon as the spell is cast she pauses and watches, Turning to Harden expecting him to do something...
The gnome stops mid-stride gazing slack-jawed at Savrial. The torch is held up and forgotten as it forgets all about what it was doing a moment ago.
After a good deal of trouble, the group manages to get the thugs, the harlot, and the gnome subdued and cuffed. They commandeer a wheelbarrow, and more than half the group escorts the prisoners back. Yarden, Savrial, and Father Timmis are left to try to deal with whatever else goes wrong here. Timmis manages to help some of the residents put out the fires the gnome was trying to set before any serious structural damage occurs.
As the group stands and looks around for any more trouble they hear crashing and screaming from inside one of the buildings.
"ok lets go" Savrial pauses for Yarden to inevitably run of in the lead then follows in close behind
Readying his mace, Father Timmis takes the lead with Yarden moving towards the sound of the commotion.
"This is chaos," murmurs the old priest to nobody in particular, shaking his head with a worried frown.
A smile appears on Yarden's face as she flexes and cracks her neck and fingers, then sets off towards the disturbance with Father Timmis keeping pace with her. She reaches the door and tries the handle, motioning for the others to cover her.
Inside the door, there are girls running every which way. Many of them are screaming at high volume. There is crashing coming from up the stairs.
Seeing no cause to the disturbance on this level, Father Timmis moves to the stairs, hurrying up to see who is responsible for the commotion.
As he nears the top of the stairs, Timmis sees a leg draped over the top rail of the bannister dripping blood onto the stairs. The rest of the woman(?) that it once belonged to lies strewn across the hallway. The crashing noises continue in one of the rooms on this floor.
Yarden surveys the room and then strides across it behind Timmis, pushing girls to the side if they get in her way. Once at the top of the stairs she glances at the leg, not really caring either way about its former owner, before striding off to find the source of the disturbance.
Liandra comes tearing in the door after reloading her crossbow, and follows Yarden down the hall.
Seeing the remains of the poor girl, Father Timmis goes pale and grips his mace tightly. The elderly priest follows Yarden and Liandra towards the sounds of the disturbance, clearly worried at the viciousness of the attack.
"What would cause such unnecessary violence? Such savagery?" murmurs Timmis sadly. "It's unimaginable."
Savrial follows the others up the stairs not making a sound as she glances at the leg
"What would cause such unnecessary violence? Such savagery?" murmurs Timmis sadly. "It's unimaginable."
Yarden snorts loudly at the old priest's assertation and turns to regard him. "Unimaginable in your world maybe old man. Welcome to my world." She smiles, revealing the hint of fangs and a gleam of red in her eyes. "If you're too queasy then you can guard the foyer and see to the girls."
She nods at Liandra and Savrial. "Let's find the beast that did this and show him the meaning of suffering." With that, she stalks off down the hall towards the commotion ahead.
Lindra's eyes take on a look of intensity promising a world of hurt to whoever is responsible. Wordlessly she nods, racheting her next bolt as an exclamation point.
Within the room the group finds a minotaur in the throes of a drug-induced rage rending another corpse limb from limb. Blood and body parts are scattered throughout the room. You would guess he's murdered three women so far. He looks up as you enter, eyes red with bloodlust.
Initiative 1d20+4=14
Yarden's eyes narrow as she sees the beast before her. She raises her claws in front of herself and gives the beast a hiss through bared fangs, making her eyes glow with fire and hoping beyond hope that it might back down or run from them before it thinks she would make a nice addition to it's collection of body parts.
Intimidate Check. (1d20+7=25)
Liandra stands at Yarden's side, feet planted firmly apart and crossbow ready. If it appears that the crazed demi-human does not fear Yarden, he will feel the sting of steel.
Hope you can get back to the Boards more regularly soon. :)
