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<blockquote data-quote="Rel" data-source="post: 454488" data-attributes="member: 99"><p>A short distance up the cavern, the party stopped briefly to apply a bit of mending to the small shield and to the Halfling. This left both in less-than-perfect-but-still-able-to-stop-one-good-hit-by-an-orc-condition. Elwita strapped on the breastplate they had recovered and discovered that it was uncomfortable, but still offered some protection (<em>-2 to AC and +2 to Armor Check Penalty</em>). To this she added the slightly charred small shield and thereby became the best armored member of the group if not the most fashionable.</p><p></p><p>They continued on, noting that the passageway was ascending slightly fueling hopes that it might soon lead to the surface. Gazing ahead up the narrow cavern, Elwita noted a wide spot where sand had been piled against the sides of the cavern. This was all she had time to notice before a high pitched cry rang out in the darkness:</p><p></p><p>“Give strength to our blows, Kurtulmak!”</p><p></p><p><em>Every face in the group blanched as they realized they were up against the most dreaded weapon in Rel’s arsenal – The Kobold Amush</em></p><p></p><p>A moment later a hail of javelins descended upon the party from a pair of ledges carved into the cavern walls approximately 15 feet above the cave floor. One struck Elwita and another struck Delgath. A ray of greenish light arced out of the darkness and struck Elwita but she shrugged off the effects of whatever dire magic it contained. <em>It was a Ray of Enfeeblement</em>.</p><p></p><p>Elwita reacted first and bellowed, “The best way out of an ambush is quickly!” and ran forward as fast as she could go. <em>Why, oh why, didn’t I put a PIT in the middle of the cavern?! Sorry, Old One’s players. Major goof on my part.</em></p><p></p><p>Before anybody else could react, a hail of slingstones followed the initial volley of javelins. A couple found their marks but did only minor damage. These were followed by the shrill voice calling out again, “We shall be your DOOM!” accompanied by the spell of the same name.</p><p></p><p>Feeling a sense of unease settle over them, the rest of the group was a bit more hesitant to charge into unknown territory as a way of escaping the present situation than Elwita was. Delgath was the next to respond and he did what he always did: Cast Web in the hopes that he could soon set someone on fire. The strands of web engulfed the entire width of the cavern and caught every single Kobold in its radius. To Delgath’s minor consternation, no party members were caught this time. But hey, you can’t win them all.</p><p></p><p>Blodgett longed to wreak some havoc on someone smaller than he was (those types of foes don’t come along often) but he could already see the Sorcerer summoning that finger of flame to his hand the Halfling was not about to try rushing into the Web.</p><p></p><p>Karraway looked left, looked right and looked left again, caution being his watchword and a plan began to form in his mind. A plan so artfully subtle, that you could pin a tail on it and call it a bull in a china shop.</p><p></p><p>Elwita began to look for somewhere she could get on the ledge that wasn’t covered in webs. She was dying to use her brittle stone axe on some brittle Kobold skulls and would not be satisfied with waiting for the inevitable fires to die out before braining somebody.</p><p></p><p>The Kobolds all tried valiantly to escape while their leaders bravely turned themselves invisible in the hopes of escaping justice. But none were strong enough or quite nimble enough to make any progress toward freedom.</p><p></p><p>Delgath’s hand trembled with a desire to set the webs on fire. But sometimes style has to be sacrificed in the cause of practicality (as in the case of Elwita’s current outfit) and the notion that some of the Kobolds might survive the fire combined with Delgath’s lack of a heavily armored bodyguard caused him to hold back. Blodgett kept a cautious eye on the Gnome to insure that he didn’t try to set anything else on fire just to keep himself busy in the meantime.</p><p></p><p>Karraway’s plan finally navigated the foggy recesses of his brain and he called on Moradin’s power over stone to weaken the cavern wall above the Kobold ambushers on the left. The stone came loose and formed a landslide that crushed the Kobolds and sent them smashing to the floor and ending the meager threat that they posed with their sling stones (<em>1d3 per round</em>). In perhaps the most futile gesture seen yet, Karraway called out, “Look out Elwita!” as the dust began to settle on the lifeless bodies of the little green lizard men.</p><p></p><p>Fortunately, Elwita had climbed up onto the other ledge and was ready with her battleaxe to assist any Kobolds who were having difficulty finding their way to the afterlife. She didn’t have to wait much longer as one of the Kobolds on her ledge managed a panicked escape attempt. The stone axe dashed the Kobold’s hopes and brains and if he’d had a companion with him, you can bet he would have been Cleaved as well.</p><p></p><p>Blodgett stood by in the event that any Kobolds emerged from the webs on his side of the cavern while Delgath came to the joyful realization that it was no longer a matter of whether to set fire to the webs, but when. Karraway decided that his plan was so magnificent that it deserved to be enacted a second time and did his best rendition of “rinse/repeat” on the opposite ledge, taking a bit of care to avoid catching Elwita in the landslide this time. Moments later, the remaining Kobolds were twitching their death twitches in the rubble and the cavern filled with silence once again.</p><p></p><p>“I wonder if they have anything useful,” wondered Blodgett.</p><p></p><p>“Well, I’ll burn away the webs and we can find out!” replied Delgath, the size of his smile nearly eclipsing the size of his nose.</p><p></p><p>From the slightly charred pile of rubble (<em>Are you seeing a pattern here?</em>) the party recovered two sets of small leather armor, a set of small hide armor, a half spear made from a broken short sword, the hilt of said short sword and all the sling stones you could ever want.</p><p></p><p>Feeling like veritable kings with all of this loot in hand, the group set fort once again on their path to freedom.</p><p></p><p>Shortly, they came to a very wide spot in the cavern that was littered with bits of bone, hide, dung and rat skulls. “Capitol of the Kobold Kingdom no doubt, “ uttered Blodgett.</p><p></p><p>A quick survey indicated that in all likelihood the remaining Kobolds had retreated into a series of holes about a foot wide, scattered along one wall of the chamber. The party opted to leave these Kobolds to the doom of the volcano rather than attempt to root them out. The settled with looting the one thing of value apparently left in the Kobold common: A pair of large waterskins containing what Elwita quickly surmised (by taking a big swig) was some sort of “Fungus Mead”, which tasted about as good as it sounded, but considering that she had had no strong drink in weeks of imprisonment was a “benison beyond price”.</p><p></p><p>Karraway quickly stepped in and cast Purify Food and Drink upon the pair of skins in the hopes that it would remove any poisons, including alcohol. Outraged at the very thought of such a thing, Elwita snatched the skin away from the Cleric and demanded that he cease such nonsense. Karraway pleaded that alcohol would serve to dehydrate them and impair their judgment at this critical time. Elwita brusquely replied that she didn’t feel the least bit dehydrated and that her judgment was terrible anyway, so what was the harm. She then spitefully took another long draw on the skin of fungus mead and found to her pleasure that it was still very much an adult beverage, although apparently the spell had robbed it of that bit of “rat-hide aftertaste” that had given it some of its character.</p><p></p><p>That bit of ugliness behind them, the group pressed on, although Karraway resigned to report this situation to the DTL when he got back home.</p><p></p><p><strong>Next Up: Dwarven Burrito of Death!</strong></p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Rel, post: 454488, member: 99"] A short distance up the cavern, the party stopped briefly to apply a bit of mending to the small shield and to the Halfling. This left both in less-than-perfect-but-still-able-to-stop-one-good-hit-by-an-orc-condition. Elwita strapped on the breastplate they had recovered and discovered that it was uncomfortable, but still offered some protection ([i]-2 to AC and +2 to Armor Check Penalty[/i]). To this she added the slightly charred small shield and thereby became the best armored member of the group if not the most fashionable. They continued on, noting that the passageway was ascending slightly fueling hopes that it might soon lead to the surface. Gazing ahead up the narrow cavern, Elwita noted a wide spot where sand had been piled against the sides of the cavern. This was all she had time to notice before a high pitched cry rang out in the darkness: “Give strength to our blows, Kurtulmak!” [i]Every face in the group blanched as they realized they were up against the most dreaded weapon in Rel’s arsenal – The Kobold Amush[/i] A moment later a hail of javelins descended upon the party from a pair of ledges carved into the cavern walls approximately 15 feet above the cave floor. One struck Elwita and another struck Delgath. A ray of greenish light arced out of the darkness and struck Elwita but she shrugged off the effects of whatever dire magic it contained. [i]It was a Ray of Enfeeblement[/i]. Elwita reacted first and bellowed, “The best way out of an ambush is quickly!” and ran forward as fast as she could go. [i]Why, oh why, didn’t I put a PIT in the middle of the cavern?! Sorry, Old One’s players. Major goof on my part.[/i] Before anybody else could react, a hail of slingstones followed the initial volley of javelins. A couple found their marks but did only minor damage. These were followed by the shrill voice calling out again, “We shall be your DOOM!” accompanied by the spell of the same name. Feeling a sense of unease settle over them, the rest of the group was a bit more hesitant to charge into unknown territory as a way of escaping the present situation than Elwita was. Delgath was the next to respond and he did what he always did: Cast Web in the hopes that he could soon set someone on fire. The strands of web engulfed the entire width of the cavern and caught every single Kobold in its radius. To Delgath’s minor consternation, no party members were caught this time. But hey, you can’t win them all. Blodgett longed to wreak some havoc on someone smaller than he was (those types of foes don’t come along often) but he could already see the Sorcerer summoning that finger of flame to his hand the Halfling was not about to try rushing into the Web. Karraway looked left, looked right and looked left again, caution being his watchword and a plan began to form in his mind. A plan so artfully subtle, that you could pin a tail on it and call it a bull in a china shop. Elwita began to look for somewhere she could get on the ledge that wasn’t covered in webs. She was dying to use her brittle stone axe on some brittle Kobold skulls and would not be satisfied with waiting for the inevitable fires to die out before braining somebody. The Kobolds all tried valiantly to escape while their leaders bravely turned themselves invisible in the hopes of escaping justice. But none were strong enough or quite nimble enough to make any progress toward freedom. Delgath’s hand trembled with a desire to set the webs on fire. But sometimes style has to be sacrificed in the cause of practicality (as in the case of Elwita’s current outfit) and the notion that some of the Kobolds might survive the fire combined with Delgath’s lack of a heavily armored bodyguard caused him to hold back. Blodgett kept a cautious eye on the Gnome to insure that he didn’t try to set anything else on fire just to keep himself busy in the meantime. Karraway’s plan finally navigated the foggy recesses of his brain and he called on Moradin’s power over stone to weaken the cavern wall above the Kobold ambushers on the left. The stone came loose and formed a landslide that crushed the Kobolds and sent them smashing to the floor and ending the meager threat that they posed with their sling stones ([i]1d3 per round[/i]). In perhaps the most futile gesture seen yet, Karraway called out, “Look out Elwita!” as the dust began to settle on the lifeless bodies of the little green lizard men. Fortunately, Elwita had climbed up onto the other ledge and was ready with her battleaxe to assist any Kobolds who were having difficulty finding their way to the afterlife. She didn’t have to wait much longer as one of the Kobolds on her ledge managed a panicked escape attempt. The stone axe dashed the Kobold’s hopes and brains and if he’d had a companion with him, you can bet he would have been Cleaved as well. Blodgett stood by in the event that any Kobolds emerged from the webs on his side of the cavern while Delgath came to the joyful realization that it was no longer a matter of whether to set fire to the webs, but when. Karraway decided that his plan was so magnificent that it deserved to be enacted a second time and did his best rendition of “rinse/repeat” on the opposite ledge, taking a bit of care to avoid catching Elwita in the landslide this time. Moments later, the remaining Kobolds were twitching their death twitches in the rubble and the cavern filled with silence once again. “I wonder if they have anything useful,” wondered Blodgett. “Well, I’ll burn away the webs and we can find out!” replied Delgath, the size of his smile nearly eclipsing the size of his nose. From the slightly charred pile of rubble ([i]Are you seeing a pattern here?[/i]) the party recovered two sets of small leather armor, a set of small hide armor, a half spear made from a broken short sword, the hilt of said short sword and all the sling stones you could ever want. Feeling like veritable kings with all of this loot in hand, the group set fort once again on their path to freedom. Shortly, they came to a very wide spot in the cavern that was littered with bits of bone, hide, dung and rat skulls. “Capitol of the Kobold Kingdom no doubt, “ uttered Blodgett. A quick survey indicated that in all likelihood the remaining Kobolds had retreated into a series of holes about a foot wide, scattered along one wall of the chamber. The party opted to leave these Kobolds to the doom of the volcano rather than attempt to root them out. The settled with looting the one thing of value apparently left in the Kobold common: A pair of large waterskins containing what Elwita quickly surmised (by taking a big swig) was some sort of “Fungus Mead”, which tasted about as good as it sounded, but considering that she had had no strong drink in weeks of imprisonment was a “benison beyond price”. Karraway quickly stepped in and cast Purify Food and Drink upon the pair of skins in the hopes that it would remove any poisons, including alcohol. Outraged at the very thought of such a thing, Elwita snatched the skin away from the Cleric and demanded that he cease such nonsense. Karraway pleaded that alcohol would serve to dehydrate them and impair their judgment at this critical time. Elwita brusquely replied that she didn’t feel the least bit dehydrated and that her judgment was terrible anyway, so what was the harm. She then spitefully took another long draw on the skin of fungus mead and found to her pleasure that it was still very much an adult beverage, although apparently the spell had robbed it of that bit of “rat-hide aftertaste” that had given it some of its character. That bit of ugliness behind them, the group pressed on, although Karraway resigned to report this situation to the DTL when he got back home. [b]Next Up: Dwarven Burrito of Death![/b] [/QUOTE]
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