Clutches of Evil - IC: Chapter One

Seeing the warriors end is near Bahruul takes a step away from the combat and concentrates on avoiding being struck by the stolen shield "You are lucky that the shield does not belong to you little man otherwise it would meet the same fate as your sword" he says with menace.
 

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As everyone begins to back away from the fighter and let him smoulder, his armor begins to glow like hot iron in a forge. The hair that draped down his neck and rested on his back sizzled and melted to a point up above his shoulders. In the final moments he began to scream and cry like a madman - trying to get the armor off. However, the heat and the heavy metal gauntlets made the task impossible and he merely cooked until he passed out from the pain of the burns. He fell to the ground and lifelessly laid upon the floor.

Farang watched in horror as the fighter met his demise. Trying to pull away from Keryth's grasp he mutters under his breath, "This why Farang never wear metal armor." A little louder he says to Keryth, "See, Farang no hurt anyone. Besides, Farang unarmed. No more hurty spell power inside me. Farang done. But if big man with pointy ball on stick make friends let Farang go, Farang show big man with pointy ball on end of stick the secret lever to get out!"

Destiny stands beside the fighter. "Huh, well, I guess we ended up cooking up a little too much for him to handle." She thought about picking up Keryth's shield because it would be relatively cool since her powers did not affect it, but she realize that the shield was almost as tall as her small frame. So she left it for one of the bigger people to do it.
 
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Keryth, Male Drakontos Cleric (18/23 hp)

“Friends for the moment Farang, and if you keep your word we will part as friends,” Keryth says as he walks Farang back to the group, still holding his shoulder, “Seems we have a new friend...Farang here has offered to show us to the secret lever to get out.”

“Now Farang, you just stand there while I get my shield off your rather crisp friend here,” Keryth then releases Farang’s shoulder and moves to reclaim his shield.
 
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Byntrou, sorcerous barbarian

Byntrou glares down at Farang, his breathing still harsh as he returns from his battle state to his normal, more reserved self.

"Yes, we'll want the way out," Byntrou says, "But we'll also be wanting to know where your master is. There's the matter of the other equipment he's stolen from travelers to this town." Byntrou's expression darkens as he addes, "And my herdmate and I have a somewhat personal matter to settle with him. "
 

[Sblock]OOC: I just realized I have a type-o in my earlier post. It should be secret lever, not secret level. Totally my fault! I wanted to make that rather important correction before we got too far down the road.[/Sblock]

Farang stands stoicly. "Farang know you no get out unless me show you how. That all Farang know now. Farang know no master. Farang only know about Overlord. He down other hallway."

Farang seems to fidget a little more. "Okay, Farang know one more thing. Farang know he wear magic wrist thingies to protect Farang." As he takes the bracers off, Destiny huffs loudly.

"And, Farang know of special ring worn by other goblin who was killed by the crossbow of the big man with pointy ball on end of stick. And ... Farang know these might be yours, too."

He empties his pockets and 3 Obsidian jewels fall to the ground. "But Farang know NOTHING more! Farang say nothing more except where to find lever. Then Farang say goodbye."
 

Byntrou, sorcerous barbarian

"I'm going to assume by your reaction that those bracers are yours, Destiny?" Byntrou says under his breath. At the mention of a ring, Byn's dry wit falters.

"Pwent, keep an eye on this one, will you?" he says distractedly, rushing to the goblin corpse down the hall, checking to see if he wears the ring of Feather Fall his mother gave him when he was younger. While he's there, he searches the rest of the body, as well.

[sblock=OOC]That'll teach me to forget to search the corpses. ;)[/sblock]
 

Bahruul slumps against the wall, breathing heavily he slides to a sitting position and grimaces as the adrenalin from the battle starts to wear off and the pain of his wounds starts to kick in "Where are these hounds that you were going to release Farang? Bahruul enquires of the goblin.
 

Keryth, Male Drakontos Cleric (18/23 hp)

Seeing Bahruul slump to the floor, Keryth forgets his shield for the moment and moves to heal him. After he finishes healing him he whispers, “I’m sorry Bahruul, but that is the last of my powerful magic I can use to heal.”

[SBLOCK=OOC]Keryth casts cure light wounds (1d8+5) on Bahruul, powering it with his divine favor spell.[/SBLOCK]
 

Farang smiles like a kid with his hand caught in the cookie jar. "Farang use illusion spell to scare you off. Farang's spell no work on you all." Farang adds rather sheepishly, "Well, Farang could have cast more light bursts at the big man with pointy ball on end of stick instead."

Destiny sighs in response to Byntrou's comment. "Yes, they are. And now they reek of goblin." She shoots a hard glance to Farang.

Farang shrugs and adds, "You should have not misplaced them, Farang thinks." Destiny only rolls her eyes.

Keryth's spell seems to take quite an effect upon Bahruul.

Bahruul, Keryth:
[Sblock]Bahruul gains 13 HP back[/Sblock]

Pwent nods to Byntrou as he heads down the hallway to the deceased goblin. Byntrou is able to make it over to the dead goblin without being further bothered and successfully search the body.

Byntrou:
[Sblock]Byntrou finds a Ring of Featherfall just like the one he lost. In addition, he finds two very nicely sculpted sapphires.[/Sblock]
 
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Keryth, Male Drakontos Cleric (18/23 hp)

Keryth collects both his shields after he heals Bahruul, strapping the steel one to his back, and his own to his arm after cleaning the burnt human off it. He then reclaims the crossbow he dropped as well, returning it to his belt, as he returns to Farang’s side, “None of our things were misplaced Farang, they were stolen by your overlord...but yes, once you show us the lever you can leave...”

“Well Destiny, you can’t complain too much, my shield smells like burned human,” Keryth says rather seriously, before he winks and grins.
 

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