Last Stand of the Dorinthians (Chapter 2 - Illusions)


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Alexander can't help but half-smile at the riducule of the situation and shoots out a "sorry!", thanks the dog headed bastards he thinks as he retrieves the battleaxe he took from the dead gnoll chief, followup he attempts to bury it into the chest of the goblin standing before him.
 

Rix fires his crossbow bolt, but misses the goblin shaman. The humanoid makes a grotesque smirk, points his staff at Rix and says "Diraak". Suddenly the room is pitched in a darkness so thick that it blinds even those that could normally see without light.

Silas swings his staff blindly, connecting with something hard that causes him to loose his grip and drop his weapon. Alexander thrusts in the direction of where the nearest goblin was last and is answered by a shrill shriek and a cry in an unknown language. He drops the corpse off his punch dagger, but suddenly gasps in pain as a blade glances off his ribs (-4 hp to Alexander).

Kel whispers a pray to The Huntress, a glow of light then forming around his body, dispelling the darkness.

Lira leaps onto the table, which tips over as she reaches the far end. She slides off, both swords spinning as she pierces the goblin holding a bloodied short sword and kills it.

One goblin stands left, looking as if he is about to run.

Of the goblin shaman, he is no longer visible in the doorway, although you can hear the hard steps of boots fleeing downstairs.
 

Rix darts out onto the balcony reloading his crossbow and keeping his head down, "I'll see if I can cut off an escape this way, run him down." Once out there he'll watch and wait quietly, if he thinks he can scale the wall quickly to the roof he'll do that and keep watch from that higher vantage point.

OOC: Hide +11, Spot & Listen +5; Climb +4
 

"Vermin!" Alexander spits out as he, ignoring both the remaining goblin and the wound on his flesh, takes up the run down the stairs, ready to fall over the Shaman when he comes into view.


Damage: 4
 

Silas shoots Kel a grin in thanks for the light then turns towards the sole remaining goblin. His eyes flick to Lira and back to the goblin as he says, "You're in for it now, my little friend." Though he is still grinning, his eyes are cold. Knowing Lira can deal with the goblin quickly Silas reaches down to scoop up his staff.
 

The lone goblin seems to understand Silas' words and turns to run, but not before the two blades of Lira pierce it through the back and kill it.

Silas recovers his staff before racing downstairs to follow Lira, who in turn is following Alexander. They are shocked to see Alexander a good distance away from them. The half-orc is already down the stairs and is running towards the goblin shaman, while the shaman is desperately trying to open the front doors to the building.

The shaman yells a command to a group of five confused goblins on this ground floor. They don't have time to draw weapons as the half-orc begins to run by them. In desperation, they leap at Alexander, frantically clawing at his limbs and back in an effort to stop his charge. With a roar the half-orc leaps forward just as the shaman manages to open the double doors, slamming into the elder goblin's back.

The doors explode open, six goblins and an enraged half-orc now sprawled across the earth outside. A scimitar lands blade-down into the earth within arms reach of Alexander as he begins to drag himself up. He looks up to see Kel waving to him, just as Rix fires a crossbow, catching the goblin shaman with a deep wound into his back, and interrupting another darkness spell from his staff.

Alexander is now among a group of enemies, alone it would seem, except for an abjurer and elven fighter bearing down on the backs of the recovering goblins.
 

If we don't end this quickly the whole camp will be roused and we'll be done for...

In a fury Silas rushes down the stairs and charges towards the goblins hoping to take advantage of their disarray. He brandishes his quarterstaff and swings at the first goblin he comes to.
 


Huntress... Grant me the strength and the swiftness needed for what lies ahead... Alexander stands up, grasping the scimitar to help himself, ready to face off whatever comes... be it goblins or be it death. At the same time he retrieves the coiled rope and grappling hook, which he holds fast with his left hand.

And starts a onslaught of slashes upon the shaman, knowing that for nothing in the world he'd let go the totem staff. This is the only chance we have, as soon as we get it, we get out

Combat: hp: 10; AC: 16; Attack: Scimitar +7 (1d6+5/18-20)
 

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