Losk watches he small flask strike near the pugwampis and realises what the others are up to, he aims a strike up there...
Despite Nano's encouragement, Losk's firebolt misses the oil soaked pugwampis, slamming into the roof of the chapel behind them as they yap excitedly and draw yet more tiny arrows from the quivers they wear. The flash of light distracts Nuveril causing her to flinch slightly just as she releases her javelin which sails harmlessly past the pugwampi king.
Grumbling as she shoots another arrow up at the creature in the rafters, Parvenah is also distracted at just the wrong moment by the explosion of Losk's bolt of fire, her arrow whizzing past the leader's shoulder.
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With a snarl, the pugwampi leader shouts orders at his underlings, storming over to the ladder angrily and descending to the lower level. Two of his henchman accompany him, seemingly overcoming their fear of Nuveril as they once more draw their tiny daggers and spread out on either side of their king. Two more of the irritating creatures emerge from the canopy above, bows at the ready as they join with their comrade in releasing another volley of arrows towards your group below.
Most of the tiny arrows fly wide, however Losk is hit by one, suffering a minor wound to his arm.
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Seeing the pugwampis heading down the ladder, Nuveril's face breaks into a fierce grin. "Keep trying to set fire to the beasts with the arrows, dwarf," she commands, "or we've wasted the flask of oil. I'll hold off this 'king.'" She moves to place herself between the base of the ladder and the rest of the party, drawing her scimitar and madu.
Felicia and Shadrack:
Having returned to report to Garavel, you discover the camp is being packed up - the mercenaries are stowing supplies in the wagons and it appears the entire group is preparing to move out.
"We were attacked yesterday," Garavel informs you by way of explanation. "Lady Almah feels this place is too exposed. Agents of ours are currently scouting the abandoned monastery, once secured it should provide us with a much more defensible position. You've worked with Parvenah, we also sent a dwarven priest called Losk and a couple of halflings, Nano and Nuveril - they returned with me from Solku. We havent heard from them in a while and the day wears on."
"I need you to go and find out what the state of play is. Lend what assistance you can and send Parvenah back to make a report - tell them Lady Almah is becoming impatient, we must have the monastery secured by nightfall."
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Shadrach agrees to Garavel's instructions, and quickly bothers Hadrah and Hadrod for any cold, leftover stew to share with Qafir, as rations have left neither of them satisfied.
He is frustrated at having seen no signs of Haleen in his observations, but securing the monastary seems like a sensible position from which to further scout the town.
Felicia also agrees to Garavils request and immediately goes about preparing to headout.
With a feral grin, Nuveril steps into the midst of the pugwampis. "Welcome, your majesty. How nice of you to come down where I can kill you better."
Attack (scimitar) (1d20=9, 1d20=17)
Attack (madu) (1d20=20, 1d20=1)
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Shadrach and Felicia:
“Quite an adventure,” interrupts Hadrod, “poor Rothbard…He was lost you know. Kidnapped!”
“Kidnapped by pugwampis,” explains Hadrah. “Nasty little things came into the camp and set fire to the wagons. Poor old Eloiah…” she breaks off, sadly shaking her head at the memory of the fortune teller.
“Indeed, always had a kind word,” agrees her husband. “Awful way to go…”
“An awful way.”
As you prepare, the camp is being packed up around you. The red-armored guards are at their usual station around Almah’s tent and seem more tense than usual. The mercenaries move quickly and quietly about their tasks under Garavel’s direction, talking in low voices as they watch the surrounding scrub. Although you have never ventured inside, you both know the monastery and will be able to reach it relatively swiftly. Once secured it should provide a defensible vantage point from which to observe Kelmarane and its surroundings.
As Nuveril steps forward into their midst, the tiny creatures yelp with alarm. However, as she brings both weapons to bear on the king, Nuveril's attack is spoiled as a stray scrap of burning fabric blows down onto her from the growing blaze in the rafters.
Nano's attempt at igniting one of the oil covered pugwampis is also thwarted, the small door to the lamp swinging open just as he hurls it towards the creatures, the flame dying as it sails through the air.
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Shadrach selects the best chunks of stew to hand-feed the fierce looking desert wolf, leaving himself mostly broth, as he can better subsist on rations. He good-naturedly turns from cook to cook as they finish each others sentences, looking somewhat like he is watching some sort of sporting event as his head swivels to regard each speaker in turn.
"If you are ready, Miss Felicia," he says with a smile, using the same form of address used by the cooks, "you should probably lead the way, as it is your area of expertise."
Felicia knows quite well that desert survival and navigation is also Shadrach's 'area of expertise,' and that he's just being silly again. She's gotten the notion in their time together that he's not terribly familiar with halflings, and swings from treating her as if she's younger than he is, to being unnecessarily formal, and coming across as a bit parochial, if not unintentionally condescending...
As Nuveril steps forward into their midst, the tiny creatures yelp with alarm. However, as she brings both weapons to bear on the king, Nuveril's attack is spoiled as a stray scrap of burning fabric blows down onto her from the growing blaze in the rafters.
Nano's attempt at igniting one of the oil covered pugwampis is also thwarted, the small door to the lamp swinging open just as he hurls it towards the creatures, the flame dying as it sails through the air.
Losk, again targets the pugwampis with the oil coating with a bolt of fire..
Shadrach selects the best chunks of stew to hand-feed the fierce looking desert wolf, leaving himself mostly broth, as he can better subsist on rations. He good-naturedly turns from cook to cook as they finish each others sentences, looking somewhat like he is watching some sort of sporting event as his head swivels to regard each speaker in turn.
"If you are ready, Miss Felicia," he says with a smile, using the same form of address used by the cooks, "you should probably lead the way, as it is your area of expertise."
Felicia knows quite well that desert survival and navigation is also Shadrach's 'area of expertise,' and that he's just being silly again. She's gotten the notion in their time together that he's not terribly familiar with halflings, and swings from treating her as if she's younger than he is, to being unnecessarily formal, and coming across as a bit parochial, if not unintentionally condescending...
Felicia simply nods before starting to lead the way.
Losk, glances at his companions, noting their obvious struggle, and nano's distinct lack of magic recently.
"Nano. Nuveril. Move back. The way we came, to the walled Garden. We can defend that. I will come last, and hold them off."
That said, he lets another fire bolt go.
As Losk attempts to fire another bolt of fire, he stumbles over the words of the prayer like some novice initiate, his mind going blank at the crucial moment as he sends the spell sailing wide.
Parvenah steps back, firing another arrow at the closest Pugwampi and this time she manages a clean shot. The tough hide of the creature turns away the worst of the attack, however it yelps in pain and is obviously wounded.
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The one struck by Parvenah makes a dash for the doorway, the King barking an order angrily as it turns and flees.
The other pugwampi narrows its eyes and emits a loud, shrill scream, Nuveril's madu vibrating and thrumming in response, shaking violently in the halfling's hand. With an angry glare, it suddenly cuts off the scream and the vibration ceases, the weapon remaining unharmed.
Finally, the king swings his oversized warhammer at Nuveril, snarling fiercely as those in the rafters pepper your group with tiny arrows. Nuveril is struck by the tiny creature's blow, however he is struggling to handle the oversized weapon and the damage is minor.
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Despite a flurry of activity and noise from the rafters above, the tiny arrows shower down amongst you to no effect.
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The one struck by Parvenah makes a dash for the doorway, the King barking an order angrily as it turns and flees.
As the creature turns its back, Nuveril sees her opportunity and swings wildly with her scimitar -- too wildly, sadly.
AoO (scimitar) (1d20+2=4, 1d20+2=11)
The other pugwampi narrows its eyes and emits a loud, shrill scream, Nuveril's madu vibrating and thrumming in response, shaking violently in the halfling's hand. 1d20 With an angry glare, it suddenly cuts off the scream and the vibration ceases, the weapon remaining unharmed.
Here is the current map. The pugwampis enclosed in circles are in the rafters above.
Felicia and Shadrach:
After leaving the flurry of activity in the camp, the two of you moved through the scrubland and have now cautiously approached the monastery nave. As you pass through the ruined opening, you can hear sounds of battle and strange, barking calls emanating from the chapel to the east. As you look towards the sound, a tiny ratlike creature with a head like a jackal comes tearing through the doorway, charging towards you with a look of terror in its beady eyes.
"Flee if you want, dwarf," Nuveril barks, "and you give our enemies time to put out the fires and regroup. I would rather fight his supreme majesty on the ground than face these thrice-damnable creatures in the rafters." She attacks again, focusing all her attention on the pugwampi king in the belief that if he falls the rest will flee .
Scimitar (1st 2); madu (2nd 2) (1d20=5, 1d20=14, 1d20=3, 1d20=4)
"What the hells is that?" Felicia yells whilst drawing back on her bow.
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"Some sort of immature gnoll?" Shadrach replies with uncertainty, "I have seen nothing of the sort..."
He readies a dagger to throw at the creature, should it prove hostile and begins moving towards the chapel, one hand on Qafir's shoulder, urging restraint.
"We should enter quickly, if those sent ahead are in danger."
"Flee if you want, dwarf," Nuveril barks, "and you give our enemies time to put out the fires and regroup. I would rather fight his supreme majesty on the ground than face these thrice-damnable creatures in the rafters."
Losk growls a deep growl, and prepares another shot. "Ah spoke nothing fleeing fool child. We canne harm them at range with there blasted luck, and they won't come to us here. Do ya think they aren't stupid enough to follow us to where we can kill them with ease?"
Parvenah unslings her backpack and casts it in Nano's direction, the halfling catching it deftly.
"The blue flask, hit the one covered with oil," she instructs him tersely as she readies another arrow and releases it at the pugwampis in the rafters above. "It'll burn to a crisp."
Unfortunately, as she tries to coordinate the action and release her attack, the strap on the backback snags on her quiver and the opportunity is lost.
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Nano grabs the backpack and pulls out the indicated flask, steadying himself before hurling it towards the nearest pugwampi standing beside Nuveril. The flask cracks open as it strikes the small creature, the oily contents covering it as it staggers backwards, eyes wide. Once exposed to the air, the alchemical fire smolders briefly and then ignites, immolating the creature as it collapses backwards onto the floor.
Nuveril is also splashed by the burning liquid, however the damage is minor and she is easily able to pat out the flame before it spreads too far. .
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Felicia and Shadrach:
Out in the nave, the fleeing pugwampi catches sight of Felicia and Shadrack and offers a small yelp of alarm. Without slowing, it turns and bolts towards an opening in the wall, disappearing out into the surrounding scrubland.
The two of you hurry towards the sound of combat, entering the chapel to see Parvenah fighting alongside a dwarf and two halflings. More of the strange pugwampis are perched in the rafters, firing down on the group as a larger one engages Nuveril in melee.
Barking orders at his archers above, the king shows no fear as he once more swings his warhammer towards Nuveril, a clumsy blow which she is easily able to avoid.
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The three in the roof release another volley of arrows, yelping and barking with alarm as they see the newcomers arrive in the chapel doorway. Once more the tiny arrows fail to have much of an impact, although Nano suffers a minor wound.
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Annoyed with the fact that the group seems to be ignoring his obviously wise advice. Losk moves north, , planting his feet, and intoning a prayer to Serenrae, a cone of fire leaps forth from his hands, engulfing the pugwampi king, and just about missing Nuveril.
Damage, reflex save, DC 14 for half damage...
Stubbornly, Nuveril keeps swinging her weapons at the pugwampi king.
Scimitar (1st 2); madu (2nd 2) (1d20=18, 1d20=17, 1d20=9, 1d20=3)
This time, her scimitar connects cleanly , and she shouts in triumph as she sees the color of his blood.
Reflex save (if needed to avoid Losk's fire) (1d20+4=21, 1d20+4=24)
Stepping up beside Parvenah, Felicia steadies her bow and releases an arrow into the rafters above. The two archers concentrate on the Pugwampi at J5. Although Parvenah's arrow flies wide, Felicia's hits the tiny creature, making it cry out in pain.
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Losk steps up beside the king, his gout of flame washing over him as he tries in vain to twist out of the way. Meanwhile, Nuveril's attack glances harmlessly of his armor as the larger pugwampi turns his attention to his new foe.
The creature Felica struck cowers back from the edge of the platform, looking left and right desperately for some way of escape. Seeing a break in the chapel roof, the miserable creature scurries over and clambers through, disappearing outside as it flees from you.
Undeterred, the other two return fire towards Parvenah and Felicia as the pugwampi king engages Losk with his oversized hammer. The two arrows fail to strike either of their targets, however Losk is caught a nasty blow across the head, ducking only just in time to avoid serious injury.
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There is a slight shimmer in the air, then a blur of motion as the eagle Shadrach summoned appears with a shriek and streaks toward on of the pugwampis remaining in the rafters. The tiny jackal-like creature's eyes widen in terror as the bird dives towards it, attempting to rip it apart with its talons and beak. Although one of its talons does manage to connect, it appears as though the pugwampi's tough hide is able to turn away most of the damage, leaving it yelping in alarm but unharmed. Having swooped past the two pugwampis in the rafters, the eagle banks as if preparing for a second pass. However, as it does the air shimmers once more and the creature is suddenly gone.
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The halfling's face twists with anger as her prize turns away to focus on Losk. "You insult my battle prowess? After today, you will know better than to turn your back on me again!"
Scimitar (1st 2); madu (2nd 2) (1d20 +4=21, 1d20 +4=9, 1d20 +4=13, 1d20 +4=18)
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Talon 1 damage
Talon 2 damage
Bite 1 damage
Shadrach finishes his casting and a desert raptor screams out of the smoky air in front of one of the archers, attacking in a wild flurry of slashing talons accompanied by a piercing shriek.
Shadrach himself moves towards the ally who appears most damaged by the tiny arrows the aggravating creatures are firing, with Qafir at his side.
Felicia moves further into the room and takes a shot at the Pug at L7
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Nuveril steps into the space behind the king, hoping to force him to split his attention between two foes. Unfortunately for her, Losk's fire still smolders in the area she is in and she inhales some smoke just as she launches her attack, the resultant cough distracting her and preventing any meaningful threat.
Felicia has more luck, her arrow striking the pugwampi and managing to penetrate its tough hide. It gives a tiny yelp, nervously eyeing the hole in the roof its companion has recently fled through as if in two minds.
Losk raises his axe as the King moves towards him, flinching at the blow he takes. His eyes light with rage though and he raisies his axe.
Slipping though, his axe crashes to the floor, taking a chip out of the stone.
Felicia tries to finish off the pugawimpi she had previously wounded
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