DT's Old School Campaign- (Chapter 4: The Guild and The Girl)

Not that he needed much encouragement, but at Lola's direction, Hilmdyn focused all his attention on the purple-robed priest.
 

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Then she looked at her lover standing before her, blood everywhere. "Rovan! You're injured!" Her eyes welled with tears but she would not cry, she was tougher than that. She came to him and looked for any obvious signs of injury. "It's the poison, isn't it?" she said grimly, her lips kept tight to keep from trembling.
"Don't worry baby, it's nothing" replies Rovan with a wink and a grin that was not as charming as he should have been because of the crimson streaks running down his face. And his grin was a little weaker than usual, but that posion packed a hell of a kick.

Queenie said:
Suddenly, she recalled the reason why she came. "Wait! I know what to do!" Her eyes quickly scanned the fighting for the pudgy priest, the one who had violated her and the one she craved stabbing that dagger into his own gut, "Get that key from around that b*$#ard's neck!" she called out to those engaging him.

"Rovan, stay here," she said forcefully then bounded away towards the fight. She looked around quickly for that curved dagger that wasn't almost her doom.

Rovan smiled as he watched Lola's backside bounding away, and promptly followed right after her. He still had his staff and could help corral that priest if he needed to.
 

Lola bounded past the skirmish in the shallow pit and found the dark, curved dagger by the dais. Rovan stumbled after her, but could not get past the battle occuring around his companions.

Edvan grabbed the man with the short sword and punched him hard in the adam's apple, crushing it and causing him to start choking to death. Edvan then took the blade out of the man's hand as he fell, but was unable to move fast enough to deflect a dagger from another cultist who stabbed him in the ribs, causing Edvan to wail and collapse to the ground (-3 hps to Edvan and bleeding to death. Failed Con check). Hilmdyn rushed to his side, but was unable to strike the cultist down.

Meanwhile, Quinn quickly brought his sword across his body and slit the throat of another cultist in front of him. The purple-robed priest tried to strike down Quinn, but the sailor smoothly stepped aside as the pudgy man stepped onto a pool of blood and slid past Quinn, falling on his rear end.
 

Quinn has no pity for any who would act so crasly against a lady, so he takes advantage of the falen priest...yes in deed folks, he strikes a man when he is down!

"Aye laddie," he says as he strikes pudgy in purple.

*whack*

"I knows what its like to lose me sea legs too. As for ye mutnis actions, i fear the captn' will have ye the devil to pay, ye scurvy dog!"

the old salt has no love lost on him at all.
 

Rovan swings his staff in a hard, wide circle, not trying to hit anyone really, but to clear a path to Edvan and stand protectively over him.
 

Seeing Edvan fall, Hilmdyn kneels down beside him.

"Mhal, save this brave man," the barbarian intones, "or to hell with you!"

OOC: Cure Light Wounds on Edvan.
 

Lola gripped the dagger in her hand and came up near this new person who seemed to be with her friends and was beating up her tormentor.

"You're a sick ^&^$$#$@%@$%$@," she let out a string of expletives as she stood over the cultist. "How does this look from down there?" She held up the dagger for a moment before bringing it down on the man. After stabbing him she ripped that key off the necklace that hung around his neck, "So you won't be doing this to any innocent girls again."
 

Rovan stepped forward and swung his staff awkwardly and defensively, yet somehow cracked the forehead of the man who had stabbed Edvan and killed the cultist (Critical hit for Rovan). Quinn and Lola dove towards the last cultist, the head of the congregation, and finished him off with multiple stabs, the barely clad woman striking first followed by the sailor. Edvan is restored to life by Hilmdyn (+6 hps to Edvan), and is able to stand up with assistance.

The battle is won, and Lola took a key on a chain from the neck of the purple-robed priest.
 

Rovan leans heavily on his staff. Maybe this is why wizards all carry staffs thinks Rovan blackly.

"Are you Ok Lola?" he asks "We need to find her clothes and things and get the heck out of her before the constabulary comes" says Rovan.

"Oh and if there is time, maybe look and see if these guys have any of that Menthe stuff, so you know, I don't die." says Rovan with a grin as he helps Ed back to his feet.
 


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