Shackled City - Chapter II

After a uneventful decent with the elevator. Elyas is surprised by the group of Hobgoblins waiting for them with weapons drawn. Only showing a slight hesitation Elyas throws arcane energy from the top tip of his finger to the closes creature.

(Magic Missile 1d4+1)
 

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Raven

"Ugh." mutters Raven. But she senses that now is the time for action, the edge is hers to take. Charging forward she attempts to slam her morningstar into the closest hobgoblin's face. (+1(+6 if charge)1d8 +4 two handed)
 

Althron will throw one of his short spears at a hobgoblin that is not engaged in melee, he will then draw out his heavy mace and move into combat.

(not to sure of the distance)

Shortspear +3 1d6+2 20/x2 (+1 racial bonus on attack rolls against orcs and goblinoids)
Heavy Mace +3 1d8+2 20/x2 (+1 racial bonus on attack rolls against orcs and goblinoids)
 

The lift had barely ceased its movement when Zeric's eyes made out the shapes of four guards. Each were roughly the same size as he was, a fact that gave him pause for a moment, but when he saw the mottled gray skin and bestial faces, Zeric knew instantly what manner of foe they faced.

~Hobs...the bastard children of Hextor himself...why am I not surprised~

Extending his hand and pointing it at the lead hobgoblin, Zeric felt the dark speak burning to be released and unleashed upon the brute, but he held it in check for the time being. However, he did call out to him in the tongue of demons hoping to break its courage while those he travelled with prepared themselves.

"In the pits of hell you will burn for your deeds. Prepare yourselves for an eternity of torment..."

ooc: Intimidation roll. Who knows, maybe I'll get lucky. Either way, I think it fits, although not sure how Althron will feel about having the Abyssal tongue spoken near him..:)
 

OoC: Raven's "morningstar", shouldn't that actually be a mace? (Looking at your character sheet that is. :) )

The hobgoblins stop in their tracks, wide-eyed, as they recognize the speech coming from Zeric. Bolstering themselves with pushes from some behind though, they return to their fighting stances, but each looks slightly shaken as they re-initiate combat. Raven comes barreling forward in the closest one, doing what she intended, connecting her morninstar with the face of the creature. Bone can be heard cracking as the weapon caves in the monster's face with the blow, and it drops to the floor. (8 damage)

Alinis' first shot barely hits the next goblinoid, (1 damage) and her second misses its mark by a good margin. Elyas adds to the creature's pain with a missle of his own, magical in origin. (2 damage) The wounded hobgoblin strikes at Raven in defense of its fallen comrade, but misses the nimble rogue. A second one tries for her but misses as well, as the third works up the courage to attack Zeric, hitting him for minimal damage, putting a look of grim satisfaction on the frightened hobgoblin. (2 damage)

The wounded hobgoblin does not stay wounded long though, as Althron's spear runs through its body, dropping it dead to the ground. Orpheus does not have the same luck, as his arrow misses its target by a small margin.

Initiative:

Zeric - 23
Raven - 22
Alinis - 20
Elyas - 15
Hobgoblins (2) - 14
Althron - 12
Orpheus - 6
 


"Damnit!" Alinis curses and fires again without pause. If nothing else, the missles will make the hobgoblins a bit more cautious. When she can't fire anymore arrows due to proximity, she'll switch to her sword.
 

Raven

Raven smiles a toothy grin as she drops the hobgoblin. The solid impact feels good after all this sneaking around. Having dropped one, perhaps she is now able to move around to flank one of the remaining foes. If so, she'll do so, taking advantage of her sneak attack.

OOC: Mace, morningstar,...I'll get it straight soon enough... :confused:
 

Zeric saw the hobgoblins falter for a moment as he spoke to them and knew that while Hextor had given them strength in arms, he had left their wills weak.

~All the better to serve you...strong back, but no spirit...~

As the brutes managed to regain their bearings as those he travelled with began attacking them, Zeric stood with open arms as one of the hobs charged him.

~Come and face your fate...~

As the brute lunged at him, Zeric thought to sidestep him at the last moment, but felt the proximity of the scribe to his position and could not leave him open should the hob desire to strike out at a lesser foe.

Twisting in the opposite direction of where his body felt it should go, Zeric felt the blade knick his arm and while the cut was a minor one, barely more than a glorified scratch, the hobgoblin smiled as though he had mortally wounded him.

"Blood you have drawn, may you savor the cut for all eternity..."

Bringing his morningstar up quickly, Zeric waited for a moment until he saw the opening in the hobs defense and brought his morningstar down seeking to cave in the creature's thick skull.
 

<ooc: Not even sure that Althron would recognise the Abyssal tongue, going to have to wait on Majin for a yes/no on that one.>

Althron glances over at Zeric as he speaks to the hobgoblins, he races in with his mace to help Raven out.

Heavy Mace +3 1d8+2 20/x2 (+1 racial bonus on attack rolls against orcs and goblinoids)
 

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