Her bolt locked into place, Arden comes around the corner of the stairs and out into the guardians' room. Not seeing any frog-men yet, the brown-skinned gnome waits, ready to shoot one. As Arden skirts down the bottom of the stairs, Phud retreats back into the room to give a report. "Four froggy guys. Two wid swords und two wid spears." From his perch on the stone brazier, Bird flaps his wings to soothe a ruffled feather then cocks his avian head to the side to examine Yssal from across the room. Phud feels the raven emote a sensation evocative of warm food and the pleasure of tearing at flesh.
Just then, the wall beside Phud that leads into the short hallway implodes, the once-tidy stonework falling in a pile of rubble and dust to the floor. Through what was but moments earlier a narrow 5-foot corridor that now has been widened to 10 feet, Rowan spies the tips of spears advancing through a thick cloud of settling detritus lingering in the air after the disintegration of the stone wall. Four kuo-toans in banded mail advance in sharp report, the unison and militarism of their formation accomodated quite well by the recently widened hallway. With a pair of longswordmen out front and a complimentary set of spearmen in the rear, the four kuo-toas eye the intruders in their sacred temple with malice and grim determination, though one of them coughs as it inhales unfiltered ground masonry dust.
From her stance inside the room, Arden levels her light crossbow and fires off the shot she'd been holding in reserve. Despite the cloud of dust that obscures sight, Arden's bolt sings through the air with a screech, finding a terminal home in the chest of the lead kuo-toan (KT1) as it deals 2 points of damage. Hot after Arden's success with her crossbow, Phud takes a bold step forward and swings his newly acquired scimitar at the lead kuo-toan longswordman. The massive half-orc has good aim; one mighty swing later, the lead kuo-toa sags a bit under the weight of his own mail as Phud flays open a long gash on the creature's side, good for 13 points of damage. From somewhere out of sight back in the hall beyond the main chamber, yet another kuo-toan croaks incensed orders.
Wyleck, not one to miss an opportunity, flings the flame from his hand but misses the injured kuo-toan guard. Instead of hitting their intended target, the bundle of magical druidic fire lands at the feet of the guard, where they continue to burn with bright furor.
Still need to hear from Rowan and Gerak for the round.
Initiative:
Arden 15
Phud 15
Kuo-toan guards 14
Wyleck 8
Rowan 7
Gerak 3
so I'll have to wait and see.)
