Last Stand of the Dorinthians (Final Chapter)

[Deuce Traveler]

Barok twirls his blade and drives it deep into the glued harpy's neck, killing her as her song becomes a fading gurgle. Dartis fires two arrows immediately afterwards, and strikes the remaining opponent both times and is rewarded with a piercing shriek.
Caramip snaps out of the enchanting effect of the dead harpy's song and casts her silence spell, protecting herself and Silas from future songs although Silas is unable to cast spells himself and hesitates.

The harpy fires another two shots at Barok, and one connects, causing a glancing strike across his shoulder (-4 hps to Barok).

 

[Nephtys]

Barok's grimace of pain soon turns into a sneer. Unable to reach the two remaining harpies he throws his dagger at the one who looks most wounded.

 

[GlassEye]

Silas realizes that he is now protected from Harpy song yet is hindered from casting spells of his own. With a grimace he unslings his crossbow and proceeds to load and fire at one of the remaining Harpies (preferably one not in close proximity to a pc).

 

[Fenris]

Barok's grimace of pain soon turns into a sneer. Unable to reach the two remaining harpies he throws his dagger at the one who looks most wounded.

OOC: Only one left.

Dartis returns fire at the harpy, firing another pair of arrows to hopefully finish the job.

 

[Deuce Traveler]

Barok throws his dagger upwards, but misses the last remaining harpy, as do Caramip and Silas. Dartis' shots are more successful and two thumps are heard followed by a dying shriek as the creature tumbles through a series of small branches and falls dead at the party's feet. Barok's dagger lands soon afterwards, which he retrieves.

OOC: Thus ends what should have been a somewhat challenging encounter. I'll have to bring in some ogre mages next time. I take it you continue on...

 

[Bloodweaver1]

Caramip Ashhearth

A peaceful calm air passes through the night air and with it a satisfactory grunt is heard from Mardnab. Then suddenly the small gnome’s eyes rolls to the back of head as she falls to unconsciously to the ground. Within a few seconds Caramip slowly lifts herself off the ground. With sleep still in her eyes takes she scans the bloody outcome and in a groggy voice asks, “Did I miss something? Where did they come from?” She points to the dead Harpies. Noticing blood rolling down Barok’s arm, she quickly withdraws Nik’s wand and covers his body in divine magic.

OOC: Three charges should be good.

 

[Nephtys]

"Well, that was fun." Barok smiles. "I've been wanting to do that ever since Gnometown. Now lets see if they had anything useful. At least we can get some fresh rations out of them."
"Thanks Caramip" What the hells is wrong with her? "Are you ok?"

 

[GlassEye]

Silas squints over at Caramip. "Did you...?" One hand flutters in the direction of the Harpies. "You don't remember?" His brow knits as he looks at the gnome in consternation.

 

[Deuce Traveler]

Caramip looks confused, and almost a bit scared by your questions. Her eyes and tone of voice seem different than they were just a few moments ago.

Searching the harpies, the party does not find anything of value when it comes to jewelry or money. Most of their possessions are necklaces made of filthy bones and teeth, something that may be valuable amongst their kind but disgusting to you. Their arrows also seemed to have been dipped in dung, and Barok suddenly feels lucky to have not gotten sick from being wounded by them. However, their bows were well crafted, and a sturdy one in particular stands out as of masterwork quality with several ancient runes etched on it surface.

 

[Nephtys]

ooc: Is it a shortbow?