The Guardian's cestus misses it mark as the small creature slips to the side.
One grindylow sorely wounded turns to flee, but its injuries force them to move slowly enough to offer Megan a chance to strike.
The other's tentacles writhe about The Guardian's legs attempting to pull him down into the waters! But the sturdy masked warrior is just able to keep his feet. Thwarted the creature jabs at him with its spear and snaps at him with its fangs! But he effortlessly turns away its onslaught with his shield.
Megan tries to take advantage of her wounded foe and went for a killing blow. Not sure if she got the creature but is no longer bothered by it, she goes to aid the Guardian. Seeing an opening, the half elf stabs her weapon into the goblin squid, never wincing as she's sprayed by the creature's inky blood.
Megan's blade just fails to puncture the creatures scaly skin and it slips away into the waters disappearing into the deeps.
But Megan's next blow is far more effective slaying the other grindylow in a single slash across the throat and sending its corpse to bob upon the water!
The group slog on and in a few minutes find their way clear of the water, as they move they see a huge patch of dark water which from the waters movement must lead out to the sea around the Island.
Coming back to dry land they find themselves entering worked corridors again and eventually reach a heavy iron door long since removed from its hinges. In the small room past it sits a pile of gold, and precious geegaws gleaming in the light of two wall mounted torches.
"Try to take Stump's gold ye terrors,
I shall hammer home yer errors.
Revenge I'll take on you in turn,
who from beloved blood spilt seek to earn.
So new heads of the Copper Eels
Stump will soon hear yer squeals!
Remember as you feel my attack,
revenge won't bring my family back!
But know as your souls burn in hell,
I'll be sending Knesh there soon to dwell.
Now Black hearts prepare to meet your ends!
You should have chosen better friends!"
Suddenly the leprechaun appears atop the pile of treasure brandishing a club that seems far too large for him and snarling as he beckon you onwards!
OOC:
Since I'm skipping ahead here, you have time to perform any healing, etc., you wish. If you attack please roll init as you do.