Kleb watches in shock as the strange girl rushes out to follow the other, then he stumbles slightly as he rises and steps towards the door. "I cannot let those two face death undefended. Please allow me to pass," he says to the innkeeper. As the piercing scream is heard he grips his axe-handle and rushes out into the night, squeezing the innkeeper's shoulder as he does so and saying, "Thank you for your kindness. May Luthes always be with you."
With that he pulls out his axe and follows where the scream came from, looking for one of the women who left the inn.
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When the piercing scream echoes into the room, Kylest springs to his feet, reacting purely on instinct. He is stalking towards the door with his sword drawn before he has a chance to realize what he is doing. He mutters to himself as he peers into the darkness, brushing aside the innkeeper, and preventing him from closing the door for a moment.
"What is it exactly that haunts these streets?"
Then, a sudden shiver passes over him, as a flash of memory or dream assaults him, and he stares out into the night again. Suddenly afraid, not of what might happen to himself, but of what he might see. Still, steeling himself, he turns to Olindar.
"Fear can be wisdom, but it can weaken you if you let it. Goodbye."
Then he steps into the darkness to see what the night holds for him.
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SOUL: Secret Organization for Underground Levity
You can't stop the laughter!
THE HIVE: One Mind, No Purpose. Public Member of the Secret Fraternal Order of the Hive.
Micheal watches the people leaving, but does not follow. He thinks to himself this is not the time or place to he heroic...the order comes first and foremost, and recklessly risking your skin when you haven't even met your charge is foolish he thinks as he waits for a response from his question from the bartender, if he will get one.
The innkeeper seems too startled to recall Michael's question, having watched well over half his clientele leave to go to almost certain death. After a few moments, he finally regains his composure and with a whimper bolts the door once again. Before he locks it in place, he glances over towards Michael, his hopeless expression seeming to ask if Michael is as crazy as the others.
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The streets are quite dark. For a moment, the light from the inn's bar room illuminates the street as Kleb and Kylest dart out to follow Arden, but then it is engulfed once again by shadow. Arden makes her way slowly and quietly to the edge of the alleyway from which the scream issued and peers inside. The alleyway is wide and mostly clear, except for what appears to be a slumped-over figure lying lifeless on the ground halfway down the alleyway. A body perhaps? It is difficult to tell what with the lighting being so poor.
When you walk down the hall and try the door you realize it is locked, looking down the hallway at the innkeeper, he looks back at you, rather surprised, before digging into his pocket and saying, "Oh, yes, how silly of me. The key. Here you are."
After letting you in and handing you the key to the room, he walks back to the bar room, muttering worriedly to himself. The room is small and plain, but well-kept and tidy. There is a bed in one corner, a small chest of drawers with a wash basin and several folded towels atop it, a fire pit, and in another corner a covered chamber pot.
Kylest looks at the empty street around them, unaffected by the darkness. Having found himself outside, he's not quite sure what he expected, but it's hardly as frightening as everyone seems to have made it out to be. Still, his sword remains in his hand as he starts forward.
"Well, here's three of us. Where'd the first woman go? And what exactly IS supposed to be out here?"
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SOUL: Secret Organization for Underground Levity
You can't stop the laughter!
THE HIVE: One Mind, No Purpose. Public Member of the Secret Fraternal Order of the Hive.
Lestrivius Bemoans his bad luck and bangs the door of the inn he becomes impaitent and calls the nessecary incantion to light his staff(the scream) he becomes slighty annoyed at being rattled and says silently to himself "these barbarins due not respect the hours of the dead with silence" he takes a scroll from his case and incants a spell (mage armor)he bemoans the loss of a scroll (to himself)and when a dense ring of force falls around him he prepares to summon Funedor he know looks for a discreet alleyway in which to summon his master does he find one?
__________________ Human Wizard:"The world is but a manifestation of the dreamings
of some wild god who is bored out there mind "
Halfling Rogue: Kinky
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Reason: Changeing due to error
As Kylest steps into the alleyway, his superior vision catches sight of what is unmistakably a body lying on the ground a couple dozen paces in. The body is doubled over and no longer moving, if it ever was.
hafrogman/Kylest
Your vision in the dark does not allow you to discern color, but the texture of the cloak covering the body looks quite similar to that of the woman you just saw leaving the inn. A closer look might help you verify your suspicions.
arcanaman/Lestrivius
Unfortunately, at this point, Lestrivius is locked out of the inn, and if he knocks, no one answers. However, you did hear the scream in the alley down the street a ways and can barely make out a group of people from the inn who are now investigating it. It is too dark at this hour, even for you with low-light vision, to read the incantations necessary to summon Funedor.
"To the hells with this darkness," Kleb whispers as he pulls alongside Arden and Kylest. "Be my eyes, if you will, and I'll do my best to watch your backs against threats you can see." He grips his axe tighter and tries to get used to the night.
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Before catching up with the others, Kleb catches sight of an elf in a hooded cloak by the door of the inn. He is pounding on the door in frustration until, it seems, he grows tired of it, incants a few bold words, and suddenly light springs to the tip of his staff. The elf then scampers off to the alleyway across.
Meanwhile, Kylest investigates the slumped figure on the ground. It is shrouded by a cloak. He removes the cloak to reveal a gaunt figure of a woman. She is dead indeed, but her skin is cold to the touch. Something is amiss. This woman cannot have just died. You are suddenly startled by a brief rainbow flash of light emanating from the end of the alleyway, followed by a loud *crack* and a sweeping bright light. Standing at the end of the alleyway is Krethan, the woman you saw earlier. Her eyes burn like points of silver fire, and she holds in her hand a glowing rod. Standing next to her is a burly and muscular man with an enormous axe and scale armor. He cocks his head, hefts his axe, and grins. At the same time, Kleb notices a pair of men in leather armor rappelling down the sides of the buildings next to him. Before he can react they are upon him, short blades in hand.
"I didn't realize it would be this easy to lure you to your deaths. But then I suppose you were taking your sweet time." Krethan says. "And to think I almost doubted the visions when I first saw you enter the city. There is no doubt now. What do you say, Durm? Shall we show them how we treat visitors in Narovan?" Durm smiles and holds his axe aloft as the thugs near Kleb begin to move in.
"My mossst studious apprentice," the ugly imp leers as he pops into being, "Do you require some service at this dark hour or is it teaching you desire?" There is a commotion down the street now where you saw the others.
OOC
The yellow spaces are spaces of light. Light yellow are shadowy illumination (20% concealment). Double the range of these areas for those with low-light vision. All other areas are considered darkness (50% concealment). The red X is considered difficult terrain.
During combat, declare your actions and I will resolve the round simultaneously. For movement, please try to give me coordinates where possible. Because things will not always look the same by the time your turn comes up, I will assume paths of movement that stick to your intentions and avoid attacks of opportunity unless absolutely necessary.
Kleb grimaces and prepares his axe and shield for the oncoming toughs. It is unfortunate that one of his fellows at the inn ended up being an assasin, but there were still innocents lured out that needed to be defended. "I'll try to handle these two. Take the woman and her comrade!"
Kleb will attack the nearest thug, or if he is able to hit one with an attack of opportunity, he'll strike at the injured one again.
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Arden curses her foolishness. Naught to be done about it now. She slips a hand inside her sleeve.
OOC
I forgot that Arden was holding Psycho's box which would probably prevent her from being able to load her crossbow. May I change that previous action to 'draws her dagger'? Her current action would be to touch and activate her Inertial Armor tattoo (standard action; AC 15 for 1 hour). I imagine her armor would appear as an insubstantial mist that slowly swirls about her body.
"My will? Foolisssh apprentice! Do you not see the conflict that is around you? Your practical lessons begin now!" With that, the devil vanishes in a puff of smoke and brimstone.
Krethan lowers her head for a moment and suddenly a ripple appears in the air as a shocking bolt of electricity materializes and darts towards Kylest, singing his flesh (6 damage). The toughs press up against Kleb, jabbing at him with their swords. Dodging one of the men while deflecting the other's sword with his shield, he responds with a riposte of his own, hacking the first man down with his axe. Kylest feels the burn of the electrical energy, but focuses his attention on the plainer threat, the man with the axe, and charges forward. Unfortunately, he trips midway through the alley and fumbles his swing, sending his sword clanging ineffectively against the ground. As he recovers his sword, he is about to regain his bearings when he feels a painful swipe across his chest from Durm's axe (13 damage). It is only a flesh wound, but the pain reminds him all too well of his days in the arena. Durm lets out a laugh at Kylest's misfortune and readies himself for another sortie. Seeing the carnage unravel around her, Arden quickly taps a tattoo on her arm and is surrounded by an insubstantial mist that slowly coils around her body.
Arden quickly glances between Kleb and Kylest. Kleb seems to be holding his own against the thugs but Kylest, fighting against Krethan and Durm, looks like he could use a little help. She studies Krethan.
A manipulator of chaos.
Arden takes a step forward and raises her crossbow to train it on the other woman. She waits for just the right moment...
Actions
5 foot step to T9
Ready an action to fire her crossbow at Krethan if Krethan looks like she is concentrating to use chaos again.
Crossbow +1 (1d8)
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