D&D 5E [IC] Against the Slavelords

[KahlessNestor]

Tirion Cayde, Cleric Level 5 (Life)

Elredd/Devil’s Den
Day 1/Night

The first man to emerge onto the sands spluttered on about not having keys to the shackles. The attractive blonde woman in leathers that followed him seemed to be more in charge and Tirion turned his attention to her.

“Now, now…let’s not do anything hasty here. Goregell is all calm now, as he has made his kill. You are likely to get him all riled up again and that could be dangerous…”

“There seem to be many dangerous things in this city,” Tirion said, rising to his full height, his eyes still glowing. “But I am not looking for such trouble.” He let his eyes fade back to normal, but not before casting a baleful, warning look at the guards drawing their weapons up on the edge of the pit.

The woman didn’t appear too happy when the pit master ordered her to comply with Tirion’s request.

“Thank you, Lady Evatte,” Tirion said politely, giving her a nod as he moved over to the corpse once more. He fished out two coppers from his pouch and placed them over the dead man’s eyes, affixing them with a cloth. Then he lifted the body up into his strong arms.

“Is there a place where I may wash the body and finish the rituals?” Tirion asked Evatte. “I will make worth your while any assistance you can provide,” he promised her.

[sblock=Mini Stats]
Conditions: Guidance (C)

Inspiration: 1

Initiative: +0
Perception: +4 (Passive: 14)
Speed: 30
AC: 20 (plate and shield)
HP: 33/33 HD: 5/5d8
Main Hand: Body
Off Hand: Body

Prepared Spells:
Cantrips: Guidance, Thaumaturgy, Mending, Sacred Flame
1st: Bless, Cure Wounds, Healing Word, Guiding Bolt, Command
2nd: Lesser Restoration, Spiritual Weapon, Prayer of Healing, Hold Person, Blindness/Deafness
3rd: Beacon of Hope, Revivify, Spirit Guardians, Dispel Magic, Mass Healing Word

Spell Slots Remaining/Total
1st: 4/4
2nd: 3/3
3rd: 2/2
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[GreenKarl]

Evatte rolls her eyes but nods "Yea, this way my lord..." and she leads the priest to a different doors along the wall (there are four doors along the wall of the pit). Inside she lights a lantern and points him over towards a back area "There is a well pump over there and stairs that lead to the ally..."

"I will return after the next fight and open the locks" and then she heads for the other door without even a backwards glance.

 

[KahlessNestor]

Tirion Cayde, Cleric Level 5 (Life)

Elredd/Devil’s Den
Day 1/Night

“My thanks,” Tirion told Evatte. He went to the small room and laid the man out on on the floor, straightening his mangled limbs as best he could. Finding a bucket and a rag, he pumped some water and began to wash the blood from the man’s body, continuing his prayers for the man’s journey. As he worked, he kept an ear out for trouble, however, just in case, hoping his companions would be able to get his attention if they had need of him.

[sblock=OOC] I assume Tirion might be down here for a bit, so don’t let me hold you up. [/sblock]

[sblock=Mini Stats]
Conditions: Guidance (C)

Inspiration: 1

Initiative: +0
Perception: +4 (Passive: 14)
Speed: 30
AC: 20 (plate and shield)
HP: 33/33 HD: 5/5d8
Main Hand: Body
Off Hand: Body

Prepared Spells:
Cantrips: Guidance, Thaumaturgy, Mending, Sacred Flame
1st: Bless, Cure Wounds, Healing Word, Guiding Bolt, Command
2nd: Lesser Restoration, Spiritual Weapon, Prayer of Healing, Hold Person, Blindness/Deafness
3rd: Beacon of Hope, Revivify, Spirit Guardians, Dispel Magic, Mass Healing Word

Spell Slots Remaining/Total
1st: 4/4
2nd: 3/3
3rd: 2/2
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[BlueLotus]

[section]Knowing her friends were scattered to various locations around the fighting pit, Levanna grew concerned at the thought of going somewhere "private" with Brother Kost alone or only with Aelgast.

"Certainly. However this concerns my companions as well. Please allow me to collect some of them as they seem to have wandered off. Taken by the excitement of the pit, no doubt," she said.
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[sblock='Mini Stat Block']
Levanna (Wizard 5) 5th level
Initiative: +1 Perception: +2
Passive Perception: 12
Passive Investigation: 17
Speed: 30'

AC: 14 (Mage Armor + Dex)
HP 32/32

In Hand:Quarterstaff
Off Hand: None

Spell Save DC: 14

Prepared Spells:
1st: Mage Armor, Shield, Feather Fall, Disguise Self, Magic Missile,
2nd: Misty Step, Suggestion, Invisibility
3rd: Counterspell

Spell slots remaining/Spell slots total:
1st: 3/4
2nd: 2/3
3rd: 2/2

Active Spells (c) denotes concentration
Mage Armor

Character Sheet
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[GreenKarl]

Tirion is left alone down in the room. There door into the fighting pit is barred so he can still see into the area.

Brother Kost nods his head and says "As you wish, but a smaller, more private a meeting would be best..."

The pit master yells out "On to the next fight!!!" and one of the pit doors that has not yet opened slides up and four large men enter into the arena. The pit master quickly introduces them. "Tordin Frostblade, wildman from the north" he says as the first man emerges, a tall pale skinned barbarian from the northlands. He has a braided beard and wearing only leather pants and thick fur boots. "Rathin Wen" as the second, a huge half-orc spouting a number of tattoos on his arms. He is also dressed only in leather pants and boots. "Ollegg Myhammid, of Ekbir" the third man is a dark Bakiunish man wearing cloth pants and slippers. "And Almock Dent, our local hero" as the last brutish man emerges. He is tall and overweight but heavily muscled, with a shaven head and scares across his bare chest.

"This contests is a bare-knuckle, dragged out, no-holds-barred fist fight to the last man standing!! The house is taking bets as normal, Almock is the favored to win but we have some new, untested blood tonight so it should be exciting!"

With that the crowd starts betting among themselves and with the house men walking among with wearing red caps. Grimblades looks at Brek and says "10 gold crowns on Tordin..."

 

[KahlessNestor]

Tirion Cayde, Cleric Level 5 (Life)

Elredd/Devil’s Den
Day 1/Night

Tirion turned his head as the announcer started in, seeing four big men in the pit through the barred door. Since it was a bare-knuckle match, there was little risk of serious injury or death -- he hoped.

With the body washed, Tirion waved some lit incense over the body and then found a canvas tarp to wrap the man inside. When the match was over and he was clear to leave, he would find Evatte and have her bury him properly.

[sblock=Mini Stats]
Conditions: Guidance (C)

Inspiration: 1

Initiative: +0
Perception: +4 (Passive: 14)
Speed: 30
AC: 20 (plate and shield)
HP: 33/33 HD: 5/5d8
Main Hand: Body
Off Hand: Body

Prepared Spells:
Cantrips: Guidance, Thaumaturgy, Mending, Sacred Flame
1st: Bless, Cure Wounds, Healing Word, Guiding Bolt, Command
2nd: Lesser Restoration, Spiritual Weapon, Prayer of Healing, Hold Person, Blindness/Deafness
3rd: Beacon of Hope, Revivify, Spirit Guardians, Dispel Magic, Mass Healing Word

Spell Slots Remaining/Total
1st: 4/4
2nd: 3/3
3rd: 2/2
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[Forged Fury]

Brak Blood-Bear, 5th Level Barbarian

"I'll take Dent." Brak replied to Grimblades after appraising the fighters.

 

[BlueLotus]

[section]Levanna nodded and excused herself. She found Evendur nearby, got his attention, and informed him of the possible lead. Together with Aelgast, they returned to Brother Kost.

"Thank you for waiting. If you would lead the way, I am eager to learn more," she said.

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[sblock='Mini Stat Block']
Levanna (Wizard 5) 5th level
Initiative: +1 Perception: +2
Passive Perception: 12
Passive Investigation: 17
Speed: 30'

AC: 14 (Mage Armor + Dex)
HP 32/32

In Hand:Quarterstaff
Off Hand: None

Spell Save DC: 14

Prepared Spells:
1st: Mage Armor, Shield, Feather Fall, Disguise Self, Magic Missile,
2nd: Misty Step, Suggestion, Invisibility
3rd: Counterspell

Spell slots remaining/Spell slots total:
1st: 3/4
2nd: 2/3
3rd: 2/2

Active Spells (c) denotes concentration
Mage Armor

Character Sheet
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[Zeromaru X]

[section]While the bear was giving the coup de grace to the poor slave, Alegast could not help but notice the animal acted as something more intelliengt to that of a mere animal. And so it seemed, it was acting against his will. "This is unacceptable..." Alegast frowned, but said nothing. Levanna was pale enough to accept that not even humans accepted such atrocities.

"I'll be back", said Brak in that moment, and the elf nods with a smirk.

And then, Levanna was interested in purchase a slave. For a moment, she fell all the way down of the high stem the elf regarded her. But just for a moment, as Alegast then understand her reasons. "Seems she wants to free one of those poor sods. Isn't the cheapest way, but a least is a way". Without saying a word he accompanies the mage, without intending to leave her alone in this den of ruffians. It was a shame he wouldn't see Brak fighting, thought. "It would have been interesting to see it", he smiled.

He nods at Evendur when the human joins them along the way.[/section]


[sblock='Mini-Stat Block']
Alegast - Wizard (Bladesinger) 5th level
Initiative: +3 Perception: +4
Passive Perception: 14
Passive Investigation: 17
Speed: 30' (40' while Bladesong active)

AC: 15 (Studded leather + Dex) - 19 (while Bladesong active)
HP 27/27

In Hand:Rapier
Off Hand: Wand (of the War Wizard +1)

Prepared Spells:
1st: Absorb Elements, Burning Hands, Magic Missile, Shield
2nd: Magic Weapon, Mirror Image, Misty Step
3rd: Fireball, Vampiric Touch


Spell slots remaining/Spell slots total:
1st: 4/4
2nd: 3/3
3rd: 2/2


Active Spells: (c) denotes concentration
None

Character Sheet
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[GreenKarl]

Brother Kost nods and leads the group out of the Devil's Den and into the night. He chats pleasantly with Levanna about they walk.

Back in the Den, the pit master announces "FIGHT!" and the four fighters yell and charge each other.

Tordin quickly beats Ollegg unconscious while Almock and Rathin trade body and head blows.

With a wild howl, Torin charge the other two and tackles Rathin and smashes his head into the ground until the half-orc stops struggling. Almock took a step back without entering the fray but now launches himself onto the barbarian. The pair roll around in the ground, yelling, roaring, and trading powerful blows. This seems to last longer than a body can take in damage but eventually Almock delivers a powerful punch to Torin's chin that staggers the northman and causes him to fall.

"Winner!! Almock Dent is again our undisputed champion of the brawl!!!" shouts the pit master. The crowd cheers and boos wildly while gold changes hands. Grimblades frowns and nods too one of his men, who pulls out of bag and counts out ten gold lions and hands them to Brek.

"Good call, now we will see if you fight as well as you bet" he adds.

Outside, Brother Kost leads Levanna, Alegast and Evendur towards the main fort to a smaller stone and wood house. There is a man sitting outside wearing leather and cleaning his nails with a knife. Brother Kost says "Hello Hallen, if you would be so kind..." and the man stands and unlocks the front door with a set of keys that he pulls out from around his neck. Leading inside, the monk walks into a small room with a table in the middle, lite by a number of lanterns. On one side of the room the wall seems to slide open or back. Sitting down Brother Kost says "Please have seat and a... merchant friend of mine will be here shortly. Would you like something to drink?"