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"You'd think that after 100 years, you'd be able to laugh at yourself."

Bazrim laughs at the situation of the elf in the pit.

Bazrim, not surprised by these new attackers reaches into his spell pouch, gives a half grin, and lets a ball of flame take care of the situation. fireball 2&3 7d6 damage

Bazrim casts missles of force at the box. He continues to look out at the room, expecting another ambush. mm 4d4+4 the box

Bazrim moves out to the ledge to see what he can and scans the room for any other movement. move, double move if needed, and get 15' out of the door. Look over the room (search or spot?) for any other movement. Also, can I see the box that is attacking from my spot?

"Judging by the dust, falling through is much more of a worry than getting into a battle, so you keep that rope pulled tight lad." Bazrim remarks.

Bazrim waits for an indication that it is safe to proceed from Erdolliel.

"Our time locked up seems to have made us more pleasant to eachother." Bazrim interjects with a chuckle

I should have been more speciffic, I meant to use my knowledge skills on the signet ring(s) and amulet as they might be a holy symbol or something of that type Bazrim looks over his belongings, "I seem to have everything." He then pauses for a moment and begins again, "I don't know what we...

Bazrim rearms himself with his belongings and then grabs his pearl tight. Once he puts the pearl back into a pouch he gestures to the new found items. "May I have a look at those?" get back enlarge person. use detect magic and knowledge skills on the items

Bazrim begins to look around the cells for anything that may be of use to him. looking for bat guano and sulfur for fireball also try to get powdered iron from the cell bars if possible

Bazrim smiles and lets his trusty bolts of force fly. MM 4d4+4

Bazrim does his best to end this battle as quick as possible, moves so he can clearly see his target and lets flames fly at the caged man. scorching ray +6 ranged touch attack 2 rays do 8d6 damage

"Well, you made your choice. Eskard, you know what to do." Bazrim gestures toward Martal and turns away from what is sure to be a messy situation.

"Anyone have an idea where we might find our belongings? And I think someone should make use of that armor, until we can find better."

"So, what are we going to do about her?" Bazrim gestures to the lady who's now stopped weeping.

"I need to be freed from these chains so I can be as useful as possible. You mind lad?" Bazrim gestures to the half-orc with his newly found sword.

Bazrim, frustrated by his inability to aid in the situation yells into his clenched fist to not give any more warning to whoever may be outside the cellblock. delay

"Can either of you do anything for these chains?" Bazrim asks his cellmates. delay I guess

Bazrim realizes that his bonds stop him from casting his desired spell and works on freeing his hands. escape artist check I might not be able to get out of