Iflen can't help but grin as the golin collapses in a sizzling heap, That'll teach ya, you stupid creature!
Iflen's grin is cut short though as the armored man cleaves through Ama's body in a single slice. Iflen marvels at how easily the mercenary deals out death. He must do this all the time...he's not gonna get me though! he thinks to himself and darts foward, eyes on the blood soaked greatsword at all times. Iflen's mind reaches out and assaults the merc's unprotected little brain as he hopes this will give him enough time to take the bastard down!
Results of Round 3
Conrad –
Casts Acid Splash but misses.
Moves to A3.
Kelara –
Casts Sleep
Merc will save (DC 15) : - fail !
The mercenary has been defeated. The party is now out of combat.
Ama is at -2 hp and needs to be stabilized by a heal check (or a DC 10 constitution check by Ama with a -2 penalty.) I think Kelara has an ability that restores HP.
As Ama silently fights for his life, the mercenary lies on the road face-down, snoring loudly.
Although his first battle was victorious ... and had only lasted a few minutes ... It had felt like hours.
Realizing they are not out of danger yet, his mind takes control.
"Quick ... get his sword away from him ..."
"Does anyone have some rope ?"
"We should bind him ... and someone should look after Ama."
"Onyx, please fly up and see if the other two thieves aren't near."
With a small caw Onyx flies away and takes a look.
Iflen picks up the Mercs massive greatsword and heaves it onto his shoulder.
"Who needs ropes?" he says bluntly "This bastard killed the druid. He deserves to die himself." Iflen feels the weight of the greatsword bobbing it up and down as he considers dropping it onto the mercs neck. "Are you alright Kelara?" he asks sympathetically.
"I agree he has commited a heinous crime."
"But if we are to kill him outright ... how does that separate us from the bad guys ?"
"Let's tie him up, tend to Ama and discuss our next course of action."
"But if we are to kill him outright ... how does that separate us from the bad guys ?"
"Fine" says Iflen with indignation, more than a bit annoyed that Kelara did'nt even respond to his comment, Whats up with her?
"I have no rope but I have something just as good"
Iflen grins. I love doing this. He weaves the arcane gesture with ease, having learnt to impose his will on others early on in his childhood. "Submineeai!" commands Iflen as he reaches out with his mind into the merc's.
"Put your weapon away" he says to Conrad "You should probably help Kelara. The big guys my friend now but I'll bet he still hates you" Iflen grins and crouches opposite the merc waiting for him to wake up.
- save.
Iflen senses that his charm has failed.
Ama cannot be roused from his unconsciousness. But he is not dying.
"Hmm this has never happened before" Iflen mumbles to himself. "The guy must have a lot of willpower...guess we better tie him up then, does anyone have any rope?"
Iflen takes a quick look over the goblin and the other merc to see if they have any rope or anything that could be used to tie him up with.
Iflen finds a long length of rope in the human mercenary's pack. This is used to tie up the man. He awakes cursing and writhing, but does not overcome the binds.
OOC:
Here's the other stuff in the NPC's backpacks:
Merc:
A vial of oil, possibly magical
2 potions
250 gp
Goblin:
a ring, possibly magical
a dagger, possibly magical
6 sp
And there are weapons that scattered all over the trail:
masterwork greatsword
longbow
a wand, very very magical
Iflen goes over and picks up the wand feeling the magic of it coursing up his arm and through his very being. Hah! and I thought this thing would be hard to use, its easy you just point and burn.
Our hero then moves closer to the merc whilst saying to the others "I'll guard him, hows Ama doing?" Iflen stands about 10ft away from the merc and points the wand at his face. "Move and you burn" he threatens with a blank cold face.
The man crosses his eyes and moans.
"If you're going to try to scare me again, then just kill me now."
Onyx returns to tell Conrad that the elf woman and her human companion are returning to the grove.
Iflen looks annoyed that his threat did'nt work and considers burning the man just to ease his anger.
"Whats your bird say elf man?"
"Onyx just informs me the other two are returning to the grove ..."
"Let's gag him, tie him up to the trees here and ... get the other two ?"
The prisoner laughs mockingly.
"Ha! You could barely handle me and Knu. Now you're down one, what hope have you against the rest of us? Free me, give up the artifacts and we might let you live."
Enraged by the words, seeing the druid dying and Ama getting cut down by his huge sword. Conrad looses his normally calm demeanor.
He steps up to the man and kicks him in the face, then yells at him.
"Shut up! ... You're still tied up aren't you!"
"Argh!"
The mercenary shakes his head and spits out teeth.
"Is that all you can do? You fairy!"
"Just leave him there, we can decide later if we wanna come back for him or let him starve" says Iflen raising his eyebrows at the merc. "First though shouldnt we get these artifacts sorted out"
Iflen clicks his fingers twice and swirls them in a half circle before muttering "Fluminera" and gathering up some of the items.
To the man himself, she adds, with a smile: "What makes you think we haven't taken care of your friends before? They weren't much of a match to my sleep spells, just as both of you weren't".
Hearing this, the merc falls silent.
OOC:
These items all radiate magic:
Two potions
A vial of oil
A ring
A dagger
A wand
There are no other magic items in the vicinity.
OOC:
I'm going to reveal what kind of magic items they are. IMHO, there are some things translate badly in a PBP. For example, games can get hung up for days waiting for minor skill check rolls which don't add to the enjoyment of players. So ...
2 potions of cure light wounds
oil of bless weapon
ring of protection +1
+1 dagger , cold resistance 2. "Brightflame" is written in draconic on the hilt.
wand : this is a wand of burning hands with 37 charges remaining. But it is a complicated item with other powers that eludes everyone's analysis.
Iflen fits the wand into his belt and takes the other potion of cure light wounds also clipping it onto his belt. "Maybe this'll help Ama in not getting killed next time" Iflen says with a smile. He walks over to Ama and slips it onto his finger as Kelara pours the potion down his throat.
He waits for Ama to regain consciousness and recover then says "Come on! We have to catch up to the other two, leave him here" points at the merc "We'll come back for him later...if he's lucky"
The horrible gash across Ama's abdomen disappears and his eyes flutter open. Though not entirely restored, he feels well enough to stand, walk and even fight.
Conrad glances back at the merc ... then at the road back to the grove.
"Let's go, we should get back to the grove."
"Pray that we won't forget you .. or that there aren't any wolves about ... or worse ..."
"No, no, don't leave me here, there's too much blood around! The wolves will come for sure!"
"Not a bad idea beautiful" replies Iflen to kelara. "Alright you!" he says to the merc "On your feet and move! You might not be scared of me but i've got no qualms about choppin your head off!"
OOC:
Here's the tentative distribution of the items. Let me know if there are changes:
potion of cure light wounds - Iflen
oil of bless weapon – Ama
ring of protection - Kelara
+1 dagger - Conrad
Wand – Iflen
The other two mercenaries are already at the grove when the heroes arrive. They are lounging on the ancient altar; a deliberate, mean-spirited act of sacrilege.
"Grelm?" calls out the pudgy man. "Idiot! How could you have let them take you?"
The elf drops to her feet and picks up a scythe. It is a wicked-looking weapon, full of barbs running along it's inner edge.
"L-let Grelm free. Then we'll go our separate ways," stammers the man.
The elf woman scowls and brandishes her scythe.
"No, Nirashi," pleads the prisoner named Grelm. "They're tougher than they look. Give them the vial, if you got it."
Nirashi and the pudgy man have a short argument. She hands him an object, which he holds up. "This is the Vial of Pure Water. It's empty, but that's because it's the glass that's magical." He approaches the heroes slowly while Nirashi remains beside the altar.
Iflen walks over and takes the glass from the man "Magical glass eh?" he says holding it up to the light. "Thank you for your generosity" he says in a clearly sarcastic manner.
Conrad, inconspicuously, casts detect magic and checks out the mercenaries during the conversation.
Also not trusting them for one bit, he listens to them intently.
Conrad, inconspicuously, casts detect magic and checks out the mercenaries during the conversation.