Their strategy set, the party makes its way with all confidence in through the open front door. The lunatics Anaerion had seen before begin shrieking the moment they see the group enter. It's a horrendous din, though the bindings on the inmates make it a simple matter to weave through and past them into the front hall.
Of course, it's no surprise after all that ruckus when the party finds a quartet of broad shouldered men waiting for them. Well, you think they're men. Their matching, poorly cared for studded leather and the unsightly metal cages they wear over their heads make it hard to tell much of anything about who's wearing them.
Each also carries a nasty looking club. Both armor and weapons bear bloodstains, though they mostly seem to be older.
"Official business! Prisoner transfer!" Rylidak declares, waving the paper Kalgor's given her. The others do their best to look like something more or less official arranged behind the Crow.
"But Master Crove said all the prisoners was fer the special guest and weren't nobody to touch 'em," comes the reply from the man in the head of the pack.
"Maybe they's the special guest!" says another, patting the first on the back.
"But there's six of them!" says the third, smacking the second on the back of his cage helmet with a clang.
"Five!" corrects the last.
"Don't matter none how many they be," returns the first, looking back to the party again. "Master Crove said we'd know the guest when we seed it, and I don' know none of them. So they can't be it.
"Means they go into cages, boys!" he says, swinging his club low in an attempt to catch Rylidak's feet out from under her. The Crow deftly side-steps the attempt without even a wobble.
A second orderly rushes Ausk, but finds the other half-orc just as difficult to up end.
The final pair, having no real avenue of attack, run off the way they came. Whether finding a way around to one of the other halls that flank the rear guard or to call for reinforcements is unclear.
[sblock=ooc]Since she was leading the 'official' group, I moved Rylidak to the front.
I rolled Aid Another for each of the party to help Rylidak, but the orderlies, despite being dumb as posts, are apparently used to people shoveling stories at them, and they didn't buy it.
They also managed to beat your initiative (even Anaerion's, for once. Seriously, they rolled crazy well), so they go first.
The two who closed both tried to trip, and failed miserably. The other two double moved out of sight.
Status
Rylidak: 62/65
Gragnor: 38/38, Mage Armor
Ausk: 94/94
Kalgor: 63/63
Anaerion: 51/51, Mage Armor
Enemies:
Orderly 1 (AC 13): uninjured
Orderly 2 (AC 13): uninjured[/sblock]
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Of course, it's no surprise after all that ruckus when the party finds a quartet of broad shouldered men waiting for them. Well, you think they're men. Their matching, poorly cared for studded leather and the unsightly metal cages they wear over their heads make it hard to tell much of anything about who's wearing them.
Each also carries a nasty looking club. Both armor and weapons bear bloodstains, though they mostly seem to be older.
"Official business! Prisoner transfer!" Rylidak declares, waving the paper Kalgor's given her. The others do their best to look like something more or less official arranged behind the Crow.
"But Master Crove said all the prisoners was fer the special guest and weren't nobody to touch 'em," comes the reply from the man in the head of the pack.
"Maybe they's the special guest!" says another, patting the first on the back.
"But there's six of them!" says the third, smacking the second on the back of his cage helmet with a clang.
"Five!" corrects the last.
"Don't matter none how many they be," returns the first, looking back to the party again. "Master Crove said we'd know the guest when we seed it, and I don' know none of them. So they can't be it.
"Means they go into cages, boys!" he says, swinging his club low in an attempt to catch Rylidak's feet out from under her. The Crow deftly side-steps the attempt without even a wobble.
A second orderly rushes Ausk, but finds the other half-orc just as difficult to up end.
The final pair, having no real avenue of attack, run off the way they came. Whether finding a way around to one of the other halls that flank the rear guard or to call for reinforcements is unclear.
[sblock=ooc]Since she was leading the 'official' group, I moved Rylidak to the front.
I rolled Aid Another for each of the party to help Rylidak, but the orderlies, despite being dumb as posts, are apparently used to people shoveling stories at them, and they didn't buy it.
They also managed to beat your initiative (even Anaerion's, for once. Seriously, they rolled crazy well), so they go first.
The two who closed both tried to trip, and failed miserably. The other two double moved out of sight.
Status
Rylidak: 62/65
Gragnor: 38/38, Mage Armor
Ausk: 94/94
Kalgor: 63/63
Anaerion: 51/51, Mage Armor
Enemies:
Orderly 1 (AC 13): uninjured
Orderly 2 (AC 13): uninjured[/sblock]
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