Bruno and Adrana move in for a syncronized strike. Bruno takes a bite Bruno's Damage (1d8+3=11)
Adrana sweeps in with her rapier,
1d20+5=17 Vs Reflex
Adrana Damage (1d8+2=7, 1d6=2) 9
Master and pet corner the wounded the hobbler. As Adrana moves into position Kol swings it's arm sending a black wave of energy at the young ranger
The girl is sent flying, smashing hard against the cave wall. Bruno though is able to synch his teeth into the hobbler's flesh
"I no let you kill clan" the liquid draconic words are interupted by broken yet soft, almost feminine common
With a wave of her claw a small serpentine form wraps aroud the slinger, cloaking him in blue light.
Finally clutching firmly on the bone staff she launches a dark blue ray at the offending hound
"Hajurn Kre Dast"
Draconic
Everything become ash
Jocarra points at HD. "Get him Eclipse." she calls out. The snake darts forward, biting at the kobold.
Bruno whines in pain as the energy moves through his body weaking it.
The hobbler has a smile on it's face "'tupid dawg", it cackles in broken common.
But before it can celebrat further, Jocarra's great spectral snake sneaks up. It coils areound the kobold crushing the last bit of life out of it.
And as if the spirits were happy Jocarra frees herself from the sticky mess.
"That works," Kronag cackles as he fits another firepot to his sling. "C'mon Lareth, let's take this guy out." But the ammunition is wasted.
The slinger jumps around trying to avoid the fire now under it's feet.
The slyblade seeing his leader in danger rushes to help.
Eclipse stikes, hoping to crush the slyblade as it did the hobbler
the sly blade shrieks in pain, but kicks free of the spectral snake, jumping to the side side of it's leader and striking at the already injured hound.
Corrin once again attempts to hit the kobold shaman with a bolt of energy.
Brazimal moves away from the corner and casts another spell.
Holding out a claw Kol deflicts the bolt.
"You to imatore" She calls to the halfling in broken common.
Moving to a better vantage point the yound tiefling hurls a blast of fire at the kobolds. The slinger cries in pain as the flame consumes it's hide. Kol deflects the flame in the same fashion as it did the halflings power.
Angered from the blast the slinger takes aim at the young mage. It pulls out a green pot and fires it goes wide smashing inches away from Brazimal. The stench coming it from is beyond aweful.
"C'mon Lareth, let's take this guy out", Kronag calls out from the top of the ledge.
Lareth gives him a nod and barrels into the wounded Slinger
The shield smashes into the slinger sending it headlong into the wall. It lays dead and bleeding on the floor.
Adrana moves to Bruno and tries to encourage him to keep going.
Bruno tries to take a bite out of the enemy in front of him.
Seeing the last slinger fall, Kol places her staff on the ground and kowtows to the attackers.
"No kill, no kill tribemate"
Seeing Kols actions the slyblade reluctantly drops it's blades and falls to the ground, grumbling.
Jocarra creeps up to Kol placing her spear point to the kobolds throat. Ready to act at any sudden movements. Eclipse mimics it's owner ready to stike the slyblade given the order.
Climbing down from the rocky outcrop, Kronag rejoins the others his sling at the ready.
Brazimal looks to the kobolds and begins rummaging in her pack for her rope. Pulling out the rope she sets to work attempting to tie up the kobolds.
"Prisoners...didn't see that coming. So what do we do with them now?"
Well, I spose we should just hand them over to my Sergeant at the Gates Lareth says as he gives one of the Kobolds a swift kick to stop it struggling as he ties it up.
Well, I spose we should just hand them over to my Sergeant at the Gates Lareth says as he gives one of the Kobolds a swift kick to stop it struggling as he ties it up.
"Uh, right, the Guard," Kronag says weakly. "Maybe we just turn this over to them now? You trust your sergeant, right?"
As you being tying down the kobolds. You all hear a low rumble, as if something heavy was being moved. Seconds later a small puny kobold smaller than two you have bound or even Corrin, appears in the cavenern opening to the north. Obviously only a wyrmling.
It walks out, barely, not used to the motion and walks to young halfling. It clamps down on his pants and repeatedly bites at his him. Corrin shakes his leg trying to get rid on the baby reptile.
The slyblade though snickers as the halfling dances around. Kol looks on worriedly.
"AAAAHHH! Get it off, get it off! Why aren't you helping?! *meow* That's no excuse!" Corrin continues to hop around like his leg was getting eaten.
Catching a glimpse of the alley cat hiding in Corrin's clothes, the wrmyling dashes in and up the halflings pants leg and towards the fuzzy plaything.
Catching a glimpse of the alley cat hiding in Corrin's clothes, the wrmyling dashes in and up the halflings pants leg and towards the fuzzy plaything.
"Ah! Run away, Cat! I'll hold it off!" As the cat leaps off his shoulder, Corrin attempts to block the wyrmling's path.
Kronag sits and laughs. "Corrin, you've got a new friend!"
"Uh, right, the Guard," Kronag says weakly. "Maybe we just turn this over to them now? You trust your sergeant, right?"
Yeah, we can trust my Sergeant so its probably the best choice for us, although it looks like Corrin might want to take that one home. Lareth says while chuckling at the halflings antics.
Stifling a laugh, Brazimal runs up to Corrin and attempts to help get the kobold off him. Hissing in the sibilant tongue of the kobolds.
The infant lizard pops it's head out of the backs of Corrin's clothes and lets loose a chirping bark. It crawls out up to his shoulder and makes a daring leap at the tiefling. It almost crashes to the ground but manages to grab hold of enough of Brazimals robe to pull itself up. It sniffs and walks back and forth on her shoulders until nuzzling up against the side of her neck, making a purring sound.
As the kobold nuzzles on Brazimal, the rest of the group notices domething moving in northern passage. Moments later a dozen simialr small reptiles stand in the opening. They bark at they party as they look on.
looks like they were only protecting their young. I don't know how we can take care of them. Anyone got any bright ideas? Lareth asks as he scratches his head thinking hard.
Kronag stops laughing and stares at Lareth. "Lareth? What do you mean, 'take care of them'? They're kobolds. They'll just grow up to be bandits."
but they seem so helpless, and maybe they didn't want to be bandits if they got a chance. Anyway I haven't the heart to finish them off like this, it just seems so wrong somehow Lareth says, now looking more confused than ever.
Brazimal softly nuzzles the young kobold on her shoulder back. Then looks sadly at the other little ones who've arrived. Being an orphan herself she felt compelled to help them, but she couldn't think of a single way how to. If only she were older, bigger, stronger she could take them in. Maybe teach them proper magic...
She looked up at the rest of the group an idea circulating in her mind.
"That's it... I'm not sure if he would allow it, but I could ask Master Nimozaran if he could take them in."
"I agree with brazimal, We should help them. After all, we can make sure they turn out better than most of em do."
"Huh. I guess so," Kronag concedes. "But who'll take'em?"
Great idea Brazimal, we can all take them to your master, theres so many its going to take all of us anyway.
Kronag still looks doubtful. "How are we going to get them all down the rope?"
Maybe theres another way out, after all Sergeant Fatso got in here some how.
As the young adventurers figure a way to get out of the cave a light, almost unnoticeable breeze comes from the north, where the wyrmlings came from.
"Do you feel that?" Kronag suddenly asks. "A breeze -- there must be another way out."
I feel it now, lets check over there Lareth says as he heads in that direction
Brazimal looks torn for a moment as she looks back and forth between the hatchlings and her new companions.
"What about the hatchlings.... and the prisoners?"