House Millithor in the City of the Spider Queen II

[Endur]

In the inn, a third of the crowd attempts to flee out the front door. Dariel kills two of the humans attempting to flee out the front door. The rest of the fleeing humans run into the vampires that are lurking outside.

Another third of the humans flees upstairs.

The final ten surface dwellers have drawn weapons.

Velasta casts a spell, attempting to paralyze a human woman, but the spell has no effect.

Quertus uses his hand crossbow to shoot an old man with a glowing long sword. The old man slumps to the ground asleep, but hands off his sword to another human with a black beard before he falls.

Three humans charge Marckarius. They are too slow to harm him, and Marckarius knocks all three unconcsious.

A female half-elf sprinkles dust on the human now armed with the glowing sword.

Four humans, one with the glowing sword, charge Torellan (who has gone the furtherest into the room). The human without magic tries hard, but can not strike the agile Torellan with his sword. The dust-covered human with the black beard is quite skillful with a sword and plunges the magical long sword through Torellan's left shoulder (inflicting 24 points of damage). With a flurry of blows from his daggers, Torellan drops three of the humans unconscious (but not the dust-covered human who appears immune to dagger pommels).

A male dwarf swings an axe at Dariel and misses.

 

[Endur]

Zedar responds to Narcelia's question while picking up the staff the old man dropped, "We should return to Szith Morcane. The mission is accomplished. The surface dweller priest is slain. And we have taken his assistants captive."

 

[Dalamar]

"Quertus, am I right in assuming that's a stoneskin it's got?"
Torellan takes a step back, the pain in his shoulder hampering his movements considerably. He pulls out a potion of cure moderate wounds and gulps it down, hoping the warm glow of the magic is enough to alleviate his cold.

 

[Endur]

Although Torellan doesn't know for sure, Quertus is certain the dust was a stoneskin spell.

 

[Seonaid]

Narcelia looks at Zedar somewhat in surprise. "The purpose of the whole raid was to kill one surfacer?"

 

[Thels]

Dwarves! Dariel turns around, focussing his attack on the dwarf, throwing curses at him in the elven tongue.

OOC: Dariel has Dwarves as a Favored Enemy.

 

[Endur]

In the steepled building, Zedar responds to Narcelia while picking up the unconscious women they had brutalized earlier,
"The blind human was Tunfer the Stout. His god granted him the ability to Raise the Dead. He was the only mortal with that power in over one hundred miles. His power could have been an obstacle to the Graverending."

Elsewhere...
In the darkness, they gathered to celebrate the ‘Rising of the Dark’ with a human sacrifice as a gift to the Lady of Loss. Dark men and women garbed in darker clothing conduct the rituals in a place of darkness.

A beautiful human woman, with long, raven black hair dressed in swirling dark garb, stands at the center of the group of worshipers of darkness. Her haunting purple eyes have coal black pupils that reflect the primeval void.

“The Mistress of the Night says that a great darkness will be born in the drow city of Maerimydra.

“Wyrruth, you will go to this Irae T’sarran and offer yourself as an ambassador from the Empire of Shade. We will work together in bringing the darkness to the world above and below the surface.”


A tall, gaunt human bows to the woman. He has gray skin and eyes and long black hair pulled back in a ponytail and he wears a goatee.

 

[Endur]

The battle in the inn's common room continues.

Torellan disengages from combat to drink a potion. Velasta creates a magical silence around the stairwell where the half-elf was standing.

The half-elf leaves the silenced area and engages in a mage duel with Quertus.

One of the humans is waking up the old gray haired man.

Dariel focuses his attention on the dwarf while the black-bearded human charges Dariel from behind and plunges the magical sword into Dariel's thigh (hits Dariel for thirty points of damage). The human is too late to save the dwarf. Dariel kills the dwarf and turns to face the black bearded human.

Marckarius attacks the black-bearded human from behind and rips the magical longsword out of the human's hand using his flail.

 

[Serpenteye]

Outer Fane

Kilcif looks cautiously around the chamber one more time before speaking, “I don’t see any traps.” More nervous than he was before, “but that doesn’t mean there isn’t any.” He looks the two clerics in the eye his nervousness momentary forgotten as he is filled with anger and annoyance, “Why don’t you fix what that thing did to me? I think it would be wisest for us all if I was at full strength...”

The Matron's eyes narrow in cold anger, Lowly worm! How dare you make demands on me? We may need you now, but soon you will pay for your insolence. her voice is utterly calm and composed. "Your condition will be dealt with in due time. We do not, at the moment have the spells prepared to cure you."

She walks towards the inner fane, Carcelon and Kilcif a step behind. When they have reached the broken gate she orders Kilcif to Stay., not wanting to risk a mutiny. Then she carefully looks trough the opening into the inner fane of the temple of Lolth.

 

[Serpenteye]

Kripp takes in the Drow female, nodding in deferential cordiality and rising to greet her.'Honored is Kripp to meet Leader most Strong from Great Drow House.Alliance would Kripp propose.Common enemies may Kripp and Drow Matron have,speak shall we?'

The Matron answers Kripp with a nod of her own, slightly more cordial than one might expect from a woman in her position, and smiles as she sits down at his table. "Common enemies can surely be found, mr Kripp, this hard world is full of enemies and prescious few allies worthy of the name. House Millithor holds no animosity towards the Kuo-Toa or your Gods. We have traded with your people trough L'Tarannen Del'Elgluth and have found that a continuation of our peaceful relations will be of mutual benefit. We will not ask you to betray the institutions that you treasure, whatever else we may require of you. I cannot be more specific, the future is clouded and we will ever adapt to the demands of reality. Our ultimate goal is power, everything else is a means to that end. Join us and, if you share our goal, you will not be disappointed."