Kulan: Knightfall's Crisis in Bluffside Game [IC]

Tuck knows it is time to flee. He rushes out of the door past Rockhorn and Gattas without another word. He moves around the young knight and get ready to start climbing. Then...

Everything is spiralling out of control and everything is happening too fast.

Vitus reaches over his shoulder and plunges his hand into his ratty old backpack. Without looking, he pulls out exactly what is needed: 50 feet of silk rope. Taking one end, he drops the spool next to the unconscious Loyalist,

OOC: move action: draw rope from haversack


“Here, tie this around her armpits, we will pull her up”

Holding the end, he scrambles up the ladder.

OOC: move action 2: move 40 feet up the ladder
Tuck watches as Vitus pulling a spool of rope out of his pack and drop it on the floor. Then the young cleric is up the ladder and out of sight. Tuck sighs. He's doing a lot of hogtying today. He notes the guard in the doorway. "I'll need your help... we don't want them pulling up an empty rope."

Then, a moment later, Alban is rushing through the doorway past Betella and into the Ladder Room. "I've got this Betella! Go back up The Exemplars still in the labyrinth, but don't go in there.

She nods to Alban.

In the Guard House:
TaranTheWanderer said:
[Vitus] shows the rope to the guards and the genie upstairs,

“Help me pull her up!”
"You are very eager to save someone who tried to kill us," Princess Eeldai says defiantly. "I'm all for being honourable but..."

"He is doing his duty as cleric, dear lady," Sergeant Griffith. He glances towards the young priest of Tyche. "I'm almost done here, Mr. Vitus. A few moments longer."

OOC: @Aust Thale, you're up for Falen.


 
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Falen:
Falen’s ears are twitching. The bugbear cleric …er…vampire/wight undead thingie startled him. “What the nine hells?
Tym, you need to move. Now.” Falen blurts out mentally as his hands craft a spell. He releases it almost in desperation, having never casted while flying. He found the exercise surprisingly pedestrian, or he would have, were it not for the discomfiting environs and revived enemies. Aiming for Kellam, he releases the spell, whispering the evocation and watching as three blue shards of energy race to their target. Mentally, he reaches Akos, “I’m covering retreat. Need to know that our rearguard is secure.
Magic Missile Damage: 3D4+3 = [4, 1, 1]+3 = 9
 


Falen:
Falen’s ears are twitching. The bugbear cleric …er…vampire/wight undead thingie startled him. “What the nine hells?
Tym, you need to move. Now.” Falen blurts out mentally as his hands craft a spell. He releases it almost in desperation, having never casted while flying. He found the exercise surprisingly pedestrian, or he would have, were it not for the discomfiting environs and revived enemies. Aiming for Kellam, he releases the spell, whispering the evocation and watching as three blue shards of energy race to their target.
OOC: Magic Missile Damage: 3D4+3 = [4, 1, 1]+3 = 9
The shards fly over the heads of Tim and the turncoat thug, Viscardi, and slam into Kellam's chest. The vicious man had been so intent on Tim, he hadn't seen them coming. He doesn't cry out but he glares at the Mindbender.

Aust Thale said:
Mentally, he reaches Akos, I’m covering retreat. Need to know that our rearguard is secure.
"We're way past that point. Move as fast as you can or you'll join them." comes calm reply
"Yes, listen to the Loremaster," Ting insists to Falen mentally. "The portal hums once more. I can feel it in the temple. More Loyalists are coming through. Any second now! Time to flee!"

Down at the other end of the corridor, Gattas considers going back for the one of the two barrels of goods... for only a second. He shakes his head and moves towards the ladder. He waits for Tuck and the guard tie up Livia. He knows she'd rather be left behind to become an undead servant of Phelix, but he hopes that once she is away from the thrallmasters that her mind might become hers once more.

"I'll watch your backs," he says to Tuck. He takes up a defensive stance and waits for the rest of The Exemplars to come down the corridor. "None of you can die here today. You're too important."

"Who is he?" Betella asks Tuck, as the duo begins tying up the unconscious woman.

"An agent of The Five, maybe," Tuck replies.


End of Round 6
 

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