Clutches of Evil - IC: Chapter Two

[unleashed]

Keryth, Male Drakontos Cleric (HP 27/30; AC 18)

“Well, you’ll have to do better than that, as I barely even felt that strike,” Keryth taunts, as he takes up his morningstar and brings its wickedly pointed head around in an deadly arc.

[SBLOCK=OOC]+5 melee [1d8+2; 20/x2; bludgeoning and piercing; morningstar][/SBLOCK]

 

[Nonlethal Force]

The magical arrow leaps out of midair and stirkes the fighter dealing with Keryth. The blow looks like a good clean shot, and the fighter staggers back before regaining himself and pressing in again.

As the man steps up, Keryth swings and nearly misses entirely. However, it would seem that luck is on Keryth's side because the near miss deflects off the fighter's armor and strikes the fighter clean in the temple. The fighter drops to the ground immediately. His armor glistens as a frostlike sheen grows over it. The man's condition seems to worsen.

"Ha! Good shot, Keryth! Now watch this one!" Bahruul swings excitedly, although it appears he has outdone himself in exubrance. The handle of the sword slips out of his hand and skitters away from the party down the tunnel in the direction that the cloaked man ran. Out of sheer instinct Bahruul grabs for his warhammer.

The same frostlike sheen had already grown over the remaining fighter's armor, causing him to once more be in severe pain from the cold. He is able to fight through it and prepares to strike against Bahruul. Seeing that the need is urgent, Destiny mutters, "Well, enough of the fancy stuff, let's get this over with!" She points to the fighters and a blue beam leaps from her mind. The man is wrapped in even more cold from Destiny's effect, but even through it all he continues to fight through the pain.

Fortuantely for Bahruul the fighter is too badly effected by the combined cold of Keryth's spell and Destiny's power. His blade shakes as it swings through the air, giving Bahruul plenty of time to dodge out of the way.

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Revised Init Order: Keryth, Bahruul, Destiny, 1, Byntrou[/Sblock]

 

[jkason]

Byntrou, roguishly sorcerous barbarian

"Right you are, Destiny," Byntrou says, stepping forward. "Sometimes you just need to be direct."

With that, he slashes at the remaining fighter with his scimitar.

[sblock=OOC]5' step to get within melee range. Scimitar attack +3, 1d6+1 damage, crit 18-20/x2[/sblock]

 

[Nonlethal Force]

Unfortunately, Byntrou's strike is not a clean one and the scimitar sails wide of the fighter.

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Revised Init Order: Keryth, Bahruul, Destiny, 1, Byntrou [/Sblock]

 

[unleashed]

Keryth, Male Drakontos Cleric (HP 27/30; AC 18)

Grimacing as yet another strike goes wide of the mark, Keryth moves around behind the remaining fighter, to take up a flanking position opposite Bahruul, before striking.

[SBLOCK=OOC]Move two squares up, one up and right, and finally back down and right (25 feet--currently Keryth can move 30 feet due to his Divine Vigour), to flank with Bahruul. +5 melee [1d8+2; 20/x2; bludgeoning and piercing; morningstar] (doesn't include flanking bonus)[/SBLOCK]

 

[Nonlethal Force]

Keyth's maneuvering and strike bring the guard to the ground. He isn't quite dead, but he appears to be getting worse. Bahruul quickly stows his hammer and retrieves his great sword once the threat is releived.

In addition to the blow from Keryth, this man's armor increases in the icy buildup, causing the man's condition to worsen. The same can be true for the other man who is on the ground. Neither of them appear completely dead, however.

 

[unleashed]

Keryth, Male Drakontos Cleric

Knowing that the cold caused by his magic will continue for some time yet, and that he can’t stop it’s effects, Keryth steps past the fighter he just dropped to the ground without bothering to check his condition, as he moves back to the rest of the party and out of the silenced area. “That was well done... quick and relatively painless for us,” he remarks, before calling upon the healing power of Bahamut to treat Bahruul’s wound, “There you go Bahruul, that should deal with the worst of it. Hmm, I wonder if the mage and his friend are going for reinforcements or just running for their lives...”

[SBLOCK=OOC]Cast cure light wounds 1d8+6 on Bahruul, converting comprehend languages.[/SBLOCK]

 

[jkason]

Byntrou, roguishly sorcerous barbarian

“There you go Bahruul, that should deal with the worst of it. Hmm, I wonder if the mage and his friend are going for reinforcements or just running for their lives...”

"I'm afraid the former," Byntrou says as he sheathes his scimitar and retrieves his bow. "He did claim he was gathering forces, after all. Perhaps one of these lumps will have something on him that gives us a clue as to how formidible those forces are?"

Steering clear of the two dying men who are slowly freezing, Byntrou starts with the fighter Bahruul first downed, checking him for both valuables and valuable information.

 

[Nonlethal Force]

As Byntrou searches the first downed man, the man groans in pain but does not appear conscious. Byntrou's skilled hands quickly come upon a set of manacles attached to his belt, a waterskin, a bag containing the man's flint and steel, and a money pouch. {In addition to the armor and weapons visible, of course)}

[Sblock=Byntrou]Looking in the money pouch reveals 7 gold cons and 3 gemstones used for commerce: 2 Jade and a Violet Garnet[/Sblock]

Bahruul's eyes return to normal ferocity as Keryth heals him. Keryth's spell clearly to does not heal him completely, but Bahruul does still smile. "Thanks to you, Keryth. How quickly do we think we can pursue them?" His mind is clearly set on moving forward.

 

[unleashed]

Keryth, Male Drakontos Cleric

“Well, we could go right away, Bahruul, though we should warn the settlement about the coming invasion first... just in case they’re unaware of the amoral plan to exterminate them for their minerals,” Keryth declares. “Hmm, yes, it’s probably a good idea to proceed slowly anyway, regardless... considering they already have a start on us, and know the mines far better than we do... as if we’re not careful, we could walk right into a trap. Who knows, if we don’t come after them straight away, they may even come back to see if their fighting men killed us after all. Then we could set a trap of our own...”