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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Broccli_Head" data-source="post: 1161" data-attributes="member: 105">24 Alturiak, Year of Rogue Dragons (1373 DR): "And they walked on down the hall..." The bead of light shot from Nosr's finger and sailed above the six or so armed and armored cultists marching down the hall. An explosion rocked the hallway from where it hit behind the enemy formtion and at least one fell in a fiery heap. The rest, extremely injured but apparently suicidal, moved forward amidst bow fire from Benito and Aris. Ellysidell readied his flaming falchion to engage any that came into melee. Two dropped before they even arrived to meet Ellysidell who quickly cut down two more with one fluid motion and stepped forward with Aris to allow the rest of the party to move into the hall from the stairs. Seeing no openings to do his nasty business, Grim peered into one room and saw the aftermath of a lavish feast with much food--roast pork and turkey legs--strewn on the table. He crept in and hid under the table. It was just in time as an ogre came into the room from behind a set of swinging doors and began to stack dishes. Out in the hall, Aris, Benito and Ellysidell were mopping up, creating a pile of bodies in the hall. The footing was getting treacherous. Benito had knocked his prisoner unconscious and made sure he was separated from the pile. Nosr saw the open door decided to explore also. Walking in, he spied the ogre. The monster studdied him and fingered his hand-axe-sized meat cleaver in his belt and asked, "Are ye still hungry?" Nosr (and the rest of the party, except for Grim) still wore the black robes with the purple spiral. He looked at the 'cook' and simply replied with much confidence, "Yes!" Then the young bravado walked up to the table plopped himself down and grabbed himself a turkey leg. Grim silently drew his short sword but held his action waiting to see what the young sorcerer had in mind. The ogre stared, but shook his head and continued to stack empty plates, mugs and cups on the table. A little help in here, please, sent Grim to what he perceived was the cleric of Tyr's shadow in the doorway. Benito strolled into the room and the ogre cook took a step back, "More of you? All you do is eat." "Exactly," replied Benito. However, as he placed his hands on his hips to emphasize confidence, a bright blue sword made itself known from beneath the folds of the black robe. The ogre cocked his head, and reached for his cleaver. Benito smiled, drew Mano and bounded onto the table, kicking neatly stacked dishes and goblets in all directions, took a slice across the arms as the ogre drew way too quickly for a normal ogre, and then struck back at the monster slicing deep into its shoulder. Benito grimaced and the ogre bellowed. Nosr shook his head and propped his feet on the table chewing on the drumstick. Grim waited also looking for that perfect strike. Benito then cried out, "A little help in here!" The ogre attacked again slicing the cleric on the leg and misseing as it swung backhand as if to carve himself a human leg to eat. The miss sent more dinner ware and a candelabra scattering across the room. Ellysidell and Aris stormed into the room and closed with the ogre, who struck at Ell when he got within its arm's length, but both the genasi and the wild elf connected. The ogre was slowing. Nosr sighed, put his food down, leaned back in his chair and sent magic missles flying under the table into the legs and abdomen of the ogre cook. Then Grim bounded from a chair onto the monster's back ripping into its spine. The ogre toppled to the ground. Nosr picked up his turkey leg, "Look there's plenty of food for all of us...[a disapproving stare from Aris and Benito]...that is if you all are hungry." Before he could backhand the sorcerer, however, Benito turned towards another door in the room. The party heard growling and barking. Grim approached and the door began to smoke. "Watch it, little buddy," warned Ellysidell as he moved to join the halfling. The door exploded outward and four black hounds with fiery eyes and smoky breath bounded towards the halfling. One bit and breathed. Grim yelled. Aris closed and took the brunt of two more 'fire-hound' attacks. But after the initial attack, the heroes (minus Nosr who was munching on some slabs of pork) dispatched the dogs quickly. After taking some time to heal himself some more, Benito went back into the hall to retrieve the prisoner. Grim went to examine the barracks but saw nothing that sparked his curiosity. He saw a barred door that was stuffed with cloth. Benito got from the prisoner that bad green gas lay behind the wall. Again he asked the captured cultist, "Where are the prisoners held?" He dragged him into the hall and the man pointed to the next door down on the same side of the hall that the feast room was located. Benito voiced the sentiments of the rest of the party, "I don't like this place. Let's get the prisoners and get out." Aris agreed. It was long after midnight and this place was a deathtrap, "I hate underground." The heroes gathered themselves and went to the next door....</blockquote>

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