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[Adventure] Murder Most Foul! (Judge: EvolutionKB)


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Hasifar sends a quick cut to the fleeting orc. The curse in the dagger immobilizes the orc in the spot. "Surrender and stay alive, refuse, and join your companions in oblivion.."

Basic melee with pinning dagger
: 22 for 8 dmg and the orc is immobilized until Hasifar is no longer adjacent.
 


Hasifar's hasty swing drops the Orc, pinning it to the ground.

[sblock=Hasifar]
Hasifar can drop the Orc for unconsciousness instead of death if he so desires.
[/sblock]

A small crowd of about a half dozen people are milling around near the end of the alleyway. There were several people watching from a safe distance since the start of the fight, but as the fight continued, a few more people have joined. The word appears to be spreading. Most of them are Goblins and other monstrous races. Some of them have angry looks on their faces.
 

"What are you looking at? They try to kill us and they got what they earned to fight stronger than themselves. So move on, there is noting to see." shouts Artemus to the crowd.

He then turns toward his comrade. "Let's not waste time before some of them warn their friends."

[SBLOCK=OOC]Intimidate (1d20+12=25) That should spread a bit the crowd... but it should not stop some of them to get reinforcement.[/SBLOCK]
 

"It is done" Hasidar renders the orc unconscious. When the heat of battle settles off, Hasifar drops to his knees, apparently unconscious.
 

The crowd disperses quickly, their looks of anger turning to alarm. It looks like being a scary HalfOrc has its advantages. However, there is a large creature who was standing in the back of the crowd, hiding its head and most of its bulk in a large cloak. It doesn't move. It stands there with its arms folded, watching the group. A warforged! It's visage and mood unreadable.
 

Knoepf looks to the others as he stands over the unconcious foe. "Let's take him to an area less visible. I'll revive him so that we can question him." He looks to the others for their opinions on the matter.
 

"C'mon one of you big lugs pick up the orc and let's get out of here. Can we go back to that bar across from Boruuk's favorite hangout?" Tirial whispers teasingly.
 

"Whatever, just do it fast." replies Artemus, who hasn't left his eyes form the warforged. He takes a good look at what he can see, making sure to print in his head an image of the warforged. He had a feeling he will have to confront him someday.

But somehow, his companions is distracting him too much to allow him to have a precise look at him.

[SBLOCK=OOC]Perception (1d20+7=8) Well, I was hoping to see a detail about the warforged, but seems he will not.[/SBLOCK]
 

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