[LPF] The Inheritance

[GlassEye]

The three kobolds in front of Thuvian remain sprawled in their unconsciousness. The last one standing sees no other options available to him and throws himself at Damaris. As the kobold moves away from Mister Dickens the rat chomps down on the kobold's leg. The kobold stumbles and thrusts wildly with his spear at Damaris but misses.

OOC: Round Four. Everyone is up.

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Initiative:
Kobolds
the Party

Map


Party:
Cavernous Hode
-Mr. Dickens 16/23 hp
Damaris 13/14 hp
Tasanto 29/40 hp
Thuvian 15/17 hp
-Nora
Tyrion 31/35 hp

Conditions in Effect:

Enemies:
Kobolds, A & B (AC 17, T 14, FF 14)
A - -10/12 hp dead
B - 3/12 hp [prone; unconscious]
Kobolds, 1-8 (AC 15, T 12, FF 14)
1 - -8/5 hp dying
2 - 5/5 hp [prone; unconscious]
3 - -6/5 hp dying
4 - -3/5 hp dying
5 - -2/5 hp dying
6 - 5/5 hp escaped
7 - 0/5 hp staggered [prone; unconscious]
8 - 1/5 hp
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[soulnova]

Damaris frowns at the spear wielding kobold and swings down her longsword.


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1d20+3 → [14,3] = (17)


http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/4014812/
1d8+3 → [8,3] = (11)

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[sblock=Ministats]


Damaris - Bard lvl 2
HP 13/14
Init +3
AC 16 | Touch 13 | FF 13
CMB+2 | CMD 15
Saves: F+1 | R+7 | W+3


INIT +3
Perception +4 | Sense Motive -1/7* (Ver. Per.) | Bluff 2/7* (Ver. Per.) (+1 vs Males)
Diplomacy +7 (+1 vs males)


Shortbow +4 (1d6)
Longsword +3 (1d8+3) (Two-handed)
Sling +4 (1d4+2)


Bardic Performance: 8/8 day


Cantrips: Dancing Lights, Detect Magic, Read Magic, Ghost Sound, Jolt.
Spells: Lvl1 Grease, Sleep, 1/2 day.
Spell-like ability: Message 1/day.


Combat Feats: Point Blank Shot, Rapid Shot.

Consumables: Holy Water (2), Oil (3), Perfume, Firework Paper Candle (2), Vermin Repellent, Trial Rations (4), Normal Arrows (15), Acid Flask .[/sblock]

 

[GlassEye]

Damaris hacks down the kobold and silence falls over the room. Kobolds and bits and pieces of those creatures are scattered about their camping site and Thuvian stands over three that still breath but lie unconscious on the floor.

OOC: Combat over. First post updated with XP.

 

[jackslate45]

As the last one falls, Tyrion moves towards the unconscious kobold's, and pulls out some rope to tie up the stragglers.

Turning towards the party Tyrion says "Well, I have to say I'm impressed by your skills. Especially your rat." nodding towards Mr. Dickens. "I would hate to be on the wrong side of him."

 

[soulnova]

Damaris dusts off her dress and looks at the party. "Is everyone ok?" she checks her side for a little blood. "I just got a scratch."

 

[Satin Knights]

"I got poked quite a bit. I'll survive though. I got potions to fix up what doesn't heal through the night." After dealing with his own wounds, Tasanto helps tie up the wounded kobolds.
[sblock=ooc]down 11 it looks like. [/sblock]

 

[sunshadow21]

Thuvian looks over the scene with a calm eye before starting to disarm the unconscious kobolds, "So what do we do with these fools? At the very least, we need to temporarily separate their leader from the others before they wake up, and definitely make sure that none of them have any weapons left on them."
'

 

[Systole]

"Perhaps they could be trained to be backup singers? Then the singing maiden could have a supporting choir."

 

[soulnova]

"Perhaps they could be trained to be backup singers? Then the singing maiden could have a supporting choir."

"Uhmmm....." Damaris ponders this for a second like it's not a bad idea but then shakes her head. "No, no, we can't do that"

"Separating them seems like a good enough start. One of the others actually escaped so I guess they could be back for their leader later if we leave them here. We should leave a sign or something warning other travelers of this place. I would hate someone else not having the same luck we did"

 

[GlassEye]

OOC: My apologies for the delay; got a little swamped, then the parents came in for the day.

The kobolds are quickly tied; easy to accomplish while they are unconscious. They are disarmed though their weapons are pitiful things of little to no value with the exception of a very fine dagger that is over-sized for a kobold but fits the hand of a human-sized creature perfectly. Each of the two that seemed to act as leaders carries a battered tin potion bottle.

It is still some hours to sunrise and the group has three kobold prisoners to figure out what to do with.