Erine glares. "You have a point, Goat."Canvy shouts at Erine, "Get your head screwed on little lady, I need these crossbows reloaded, hurry up or we'll end up as mushed up mounds of flesh at the hands of some orcs blade." Canvy drops the crossbow he is currently holding, picks up the next loaded crossbow from the floor, aims and fires at the orc in the door.
Crossbow attack 1d20 (Minus 4 to result shooting into melee)
Damage 1d8
Alex slumps down on your side of the wall, bleeding from his left arm and decidedly pale. Broccan is at 1 hp and Edrukk and Sanstree are up.
Erine glares. "You have a point, Goat."Canvy shouts at Erine, "Get your head screwed on little lady, I need these crossbows reloaded, hurry up or we'll end up as mushed up mounds of flesh at the hands of some orcs blade." Canvy drops the crossbow he is currently holding, picks up the next loaded crossbow from the floor, aims and fires at the orc in the door.
Crossbow attack 1d20 (Minus 4 to result shooting into melee)
Damage 1d8
Erine glares. "You have a point, Goat."Canvy shouts at Erine, "Get your head screwed on little lady, I need these crossbows reloaded, hurry up or we'll end up as mushed up mounds of flesh at the hands of some orcs blade." Canvy drops the crossbow he is currently holding, picks up the next loaded crossbow from the floor, aims and fires at the orc in the door.
Crossbow attack 1d20 (Minus 4 to result shooting into melee)
Damage 1d8
Erine glares. "You have a point, Goat."Canvy shouts at Erine, "Get your head screwed on little lady, I need these crossbows reloaded, hurry up or we'll end up as mushed up mounds of flesh at the hands of some orcs blade." Canvy drops the crossbow he is currently holding, picks up the next loaded crossbow from the floor, aims and fires at the orc in the door.
Crossbow attack 1d20 (Minus 4 to result shooting into melee)
Damage 1d8
Storm burst on the lead standing opponent.
attack roll (ranged touch attack)
damage
Storm burst on the lead standing opponent.
attack roll (ranged touch attack)
1d20damage
1d6
"Laird 'n Ir'n, we battle t' brin' ye glory! We ask fer yer aid t' vict'ry!"
Channel energy
The orc presses his attack and lands another devastating blow on Broccan, who was just healed by Edrukk's magic, dealing another 15 points of damage. The half-orc mumbles an incantation and a glowing spear materializes out of thin air and stabs at Crommard , who winces in pain. The last orc moves up behind the first one who steps over Broccan's prone form.
You're up again. Map here
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Canvy's eyes have turned from blue to purple as the combat wears on. His lack of accuracy with the crossbow seems to be weighing on his mind, as he drops his current spent weapon. He takes a step forward and another Canvy appears by his side, both stoop to pick up their falchions, stuck ready in the ground vertically before them. They turn back to the goat and say, "It seems unless you start to turn from the way of peace and start to actively help, you will turn to the way of pieces after all our efforts turn to failure." The Canvys turn back to face the orc, raising his falchion in the air daring the orc to approach. The Canvys screams at the orc, "May our mother take us to her bosom and sucker us in death." as his falchion makes deadly patterns in front of him.
Intimidate
"Iss....cold....need.........fire.....anna......dri...."
Roll to stabilize: DC 20 (10 - 10)
Tiana lies down on the floor, barely conscious and bleeding badly. As the battle ensues, she coughs more blood and drifts out of consciousness.
"MAAAA!"
Goat charges forward and butts the orc standing over Broccan. His eyes glow red with fury. Erine follows , shouting very rapid Draconic without pausing for breath.
Canvy's posturing leaves the orc unfazed but being rammed by a mad goat gives him pause.
Alex fires his crossbow but hits only the wall. Crommard backs away from the glowing spear, arms flailing and casts Mage Armor."Don't do this, Sethus!" he cries in despair.
Edrukk and Sanstree are up.
ranged touch attack
damage
Canvy's posturing leaves the orc unfazed but being rammed by a mad goat gives him pause.
Alex fires his crossbow but hits only the wall. Crommard backs away from the glowing spear, arms flailing and casts Mage Armor."Don't do this, Sethus!" he cries in despair.
Edrukk and Sanstree are up.
Edrukk, his face grim, concentrates on the task at hand - killing the orc that just killed Broccan.
Greatsword attack
Greatsword damage
With grim determination the orc slashes at Goat, even in his shaken state hitting her for 13 points of damage. He steps over her slumping form and his associate advances and takes a swing at Edrukk, who parries.
The glowing spear continues to harry Crommard and the half-orc casts a spell to improve his comrade's aim.
You're up.
"Gorum, we brin' ye 'onor 'n battle. May ye grant us 'onor 'n vict'ry."
Greatsword attack
Damage
His attack is directed at the orc that has advanced the farthest into the room.
With grim determination the orc slashes at Goat, even in his shaken state hitting her for 13 points of damage. He steps over her slumping form and his associate advances and takes a swing at Edrukk, who parries.
The glowing spear continues to harry Crommard and the half-orc casts a spell to improve his comrade's aim.
You're up.
"GOAT!" Erine screams. She stands for a second, shocked. Then she steps back, grabs her flask of alchemist's fire from her belt, and throws it at the orc with all her might. "Utna kresdn, wesen ukler!" she shouts.
Roll to stabilize: DC 22
(As if guided by the hand of Fortune, the splash of alchemist fire lands squarely on Broccan's bleeding wound, cauterizing it.)
The orc looks at Canvy in amazement as he is hit by Lamashtu's full fury. Still burning from the alchemist's fire, it's a miracle that he's alive at all.
Alex tries to put that right with another crossbow bolt, but his shot is lost in the confusion.
Sanstree is up, then the orcs.
Ranged touch attack
Damage
The first orc lunges at Canvy and by a stroke of luck hits the real one for 9 points of damage. Then he crumbles into a burning heap, dead aa a coffin nail. The other orc takes advantage of his magic aid and manages to hit Edrukk for 7 points of damage.
The spear continues to harry Crommard but misses. The half-orc picks up a crossbow and fires at Alex, hitting him for 7 points and knocking him out.
Your turn.
Erine looks like she wants to help Goat, but she pauses. Reluctantly, she steps back and starts patching up Alex's wounds.
Tiana continues to bleed to death on the cold floor.
Edrukk swings at the orc in front of him and slips by and tries to get to Tiana.
Greatsword attack
Damage
With that the last orc goes down, after taking a feeble swing at Edrukk. The half-orc, seeing himself out of allies (even the glowing spear fizzles), runs back toward the stairs.
Standing in the opening where he can see all his allies, Edrukk tells Crommard, "Come closer fer Gorum's blessin'! 'n make sure 'ose orcs don' get up!"
He channels energy, not knowing how close to death Tiana might be and fearing he's already too late.
Channel energy
If any of the orcs stir as a result of his channeling, he will charge and attack before it can rise. If they do not, he will get Tiana and carry her back into the camp.
After he's got her in the camp in Erine and Sanstree's care, he will drag the unconscious orcs out of the campsite and their bodies as a breastworks across the entrance to the area.
He will channel two more times once he has all of his allies in the campsite and the orcs removed, making sure he is more than 30' from the fallen foes.
Channel Energy
He loads all of the crossbows again and lays them ready to fire out the door if anything comes up. At this point, he's assuming he's the only one left that can watch. It would be in Alex' best interest not to ask for a crossbow right about now, and Edrukk will only growl at him if he even asks.
Tianna
Broccan
Erdukk
Erine
Goat
Canvy
Alex
Crommard
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After being healed, in the morning as a new days light breaks out on the carnage, Canvy removes the dead orcs from the citadel. After stripping them of any weapons, armor and anything else, he takes their corpses down by the sea where the other dead have been laid to rest. He is cautious at the site, knowing the effect carrion can have.
Once he is sure he is safe and alone, he starts his morning prayers.
He suggests they continue on and catch the orcs by surprise.
Perception
After dumping the bodies, you can at least finish the night's rest, recovering 1 hp and all your spells.
Apart from their weapons, one of the orcs (the torched one) is wearing a masterwork chainshirt and a vial of antitoxin, as well as a pouch containing 28 gp.
Tiana recovers a bit after the night, but is still quite weak . As the morning rises, she helps Canvy to get rid of the orc corpses, although she doesn't manage to do much. Overall, she seems quite shocked by the night's events.
With the morning light, Edrukk breathes a little sigh of relief. "I need t' be sayin' me thanks t' Gorum. Keep 'n eye out fer any orcs wishin' t' be made dead, eh?"
With that, he positions himself where he can face the wall and kneels over his greatsword, muttering prayers to his god. After quite some time, he stands, sheathes his sword, and moves over to the still-unconscious Broccan to cast a spell.
Cure Light Wounds
Heal check to determine severity of remaining wounds
Not satisfied with the fighter's condition, he casts again.
Cure Light Wounds
Turning to Sanstree and Erine, he says, "'at's all th' 'ealin' I've got until tomorrow mornin'. The lass 's barely 'n 'er feet 'n could use some 'ealin' now, but I think she could make 't back t' town. Let's bundle up all o' th' gear th' orc 'ave brought us 'n take 't back. Maybe we c'n find a priest sellin' potions o' 'ealin', eh?"
When Canvy suggests continuing the fight, the dwarf is adamant. "We've only just survived wit' all th' 'ealin' we 'ad 'n daylight 'n 'r side fer two o' th' fights. Ye want t' go int' 'eir darkened lair, not knowin' if'n 'ere be one 'r fifty wit' almost n' 'ealin' available? Gorum appreciates courage, but 'at plan sounds like a fool's death t' me. Th' Laird in Iron, 'e's no fan o' fools. We need t' be makin' plans t' come back 'n fight 'nother day."
(Gorum's power rouses Broccan from his state. He inhales deeply and pushes himself up into a sitting position. He takes a moment to look around and get his bearings.)
"Th'orcs r' gone, and we're still'ivin. Did we win then? (under his breath, to himself)No thanks't you, Brocc'n. M'thanks ag'n Mast'r Edrukk. Gorum sees fit t' keep me livin', though I been good fer lit'l but bleedin'."
(His eyes find Tiana, and he breathes a sigh of relief.)
"I'm sorry I fail'd ya, lass. Sorry I wasn't strong'r. M'glad y'r still 'bove ground."
(To everyone)
"Where d'we go fr'm 'ere, then?"
"Who still needs some healin?"
"I have a couple o spells o healin we can usem here or usem onna way tah tha camp."
Erine casts her healing spell upon Goat.
Goat slowly gets up. He nuzzles Erine gratefully, but she ignores him pointedly. "That's my last healing spell. We'd better go back to town, unless Crommard still needs us."
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Canvy is visibly disappointed that they will not chase the orcs and taste their blood. His eyes loose their purple hue and he acquiesces to Edrukk's conviction to return to the camp. He speak's to Edrukk and Broccan, "Either of you want this chainshirt, it's a quality piece of kit. If not then one of the others can have it." His eyes turn a pale bue, he continues "This potion might come in very handy, we should give it to someone like Erine or Sanstree to hold in reserve until we need it. I'm sure they won't mind pouring it down one of our necks if needs be."
Canvy turns to everyone and says, "The orcs very generously donated some gold, it was only 28gp, do you want me to keep it for our use, or do you all want yer share now, I make it 4 gp each and a bit for spare?"
Canvy is visibly disappointed that they will not chase the orcs and taste their blood. His eyes loose their purple hue and he acquiesces to Edrukk's conviction to return to the camp. He speak's to Edrukk and Broccan, "Either of you want this chainshirt, it's a quality piece of kit. If not then one of the others can have it." His eyes turn a pale bue, he continues "This potion might come in very handy, we should give it to someone like Erine or Sanstree to hold in reserve until we need it. I'm sure they won't mind pouring it down one of our necks if needs be."
Canvy turns to everyone and says, "The orcs very generously donated some gold, it was only 28gp, do you want me to keep it for our use, or do you all want yer share now, I make it 4 gp each and a bit for spare?"
"I cannot use armor such as that. I say Erine should hava potion fer purin downa gullet, when we were desperate an outa spells I could still burst them o orcs ana cannot do both o them things."
"Are we too bad ofta continue or are tha stairs callin yer names?"
"Goin back an sellin some o this stuff an gettin better might make things easier goin into the citadel."
(Broccan eases himself to his feet, steadies himself and adjusts the straps of his pack on his shoulders.)
"It seems best w'go back, eith'r t'town 'r the minecamp. P'raps bet'r arm'd we'd fair bett'r unn'rground."
Crommard is vague on the subject of magic. He knows a few spells, he says, and that's basically it. He doesn't want to teach any magic and he doesn't even seem to have a spellbook.
On the topic of the spear you found Crommard is more forthcoming: "I made it", he states. "It's a replica of Alkarg, the famous orcish spear. Made of soft metal, so it's useless in combat, but it should help us find it." Alex interrupts: "So that's what we were getting killed for? And you couldn't be bothered to tell us?" He has to be forcibly restrained from putting a crossbow bolt in Crommard.
You can buy and sell whatever you need in Wolfstone.
Edrukk doesn't respond for several steps as he's thinking over Canvy's question. "M' main concern right now 's gettin' 'is lot t' somewhere we c'n be restin', 'ealin', 'n preparin' t' return t' th' citadel. Findin' out what 'e knows 's part o' 'at. 'e was surprised t' be seein' th' 'alf-orc alive, so I'm not thinkin' 'e was 'idin' anythin' from us. 'e should be forthcomin' when we ask 'im about it. 'n Wolfstone."