The Drow War Book One - Chillhame
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Evil Ujio
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Upstairs
Saxon opens the door and rushes in to see a young gold haired human girl being held by two gray-skinned dwarf ruffians. They are dressed in darkened leathers, and carry short curved blades with dark scarves covering the lower half of their faces.
They do not seem surprised to see Saxon and the one not holding the girl speaks in a rough guttural tone that Saxon does not understand but the way he gestures to the girl with his blade makes his intentions quite clear.
Her wide blue eyes have tears in them, but she does not seemed harmed physically.
Saxon opens the door and rushes in to see a young gold haired human girl being held by two gray-skinned dwarf ruffians. They are dressed in darkened leathers, and carry short curved blades with dark scarves covering the lower half of their faces.
They do not seem surprised to see Saxon and the one not holding the girl speaks in a rough guttural tone that Saxon does not understand but the way he gestures to the girl with his blade makes his intentions quite clear.
Her wide blue eyes have tears in them, but she does not seemed harmed physically.
Festy_Dog
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On second thoughts, Saxon realised, perhaps it would have been for the best if Mzarem had came with him. He hadn't expected to find an enemy here before him, he expected to find more than one even less.
"You want to negotiate? Speak Common," the human said, followed by a cough.
There didn't seem many options. Saxon watched them carefully, waiting for an opening. The moment either of them tried to physically harm the girl he would have to make a move.
Readying action to attack if either dwarf attempts to harm the girl. (attack +1, scimitar d6/18-20)
"You want to negotiate? Speak Common," the human said, followed by a cough.
There didn't seem many options. Saxon watched them carefully, waiting for an opening. The moment either of them tried to physically harm the girl he would have to make a move.
Readying action to attack if either dwarf attempts to harm the girl. (attack +1, scimitar d6/18-20)
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Evil Ujio
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Saxon
The grey skinned dwarf holding the girl speaks in accented Common, “Surface scum, stand back or I will gut this whore. Put down your blade now, if you submit I promise you that you will be made a slave and can avoid death.”
The girl has tears in her eyes, but her face is hardened, she looks at Saxon resolutely, her hands held behind her back.
The other dwarf looks around nervously, as if more of Saxon’s friends could arrive at any moment.
The rest of the Party
Downstairs the advance of the dwarves has stopped. A dwarf comes forward picking his way through the enchanted entanglement. His beard is black and cleanly braided, and his dark plate armor is intimidating, his full helm hiding much of his face.
He barks loudly, staring at the innkeeper, in accented Common, “Fools you think you can stop my force with a few arrows and magic tricks. Submit now, or this whole village will be wiped clean from this accursed land. The lives of the citizens are in your hands…”
The grey skinned dwarf holding the girl speaks in accented Common, “Surface scum, stand back or I will gut this whore. Put down your blade now, if you submit I promise you that you will be made a slave and can avoid death.”
The girl has tears in her eyes, but her face is hardened, she looks at Saxon resolutely, her hands held behind her back.
The other dwarf looks around nervously, as if more of Saxon’s friends could arrive at any moment.
The rest of the Party
Downstairs the advance of the dwarves has stopped. A dwarf comes forward picking his way through the enchanted entanglement. His beard is black and cleanly braided, and his dark plate armor is intimidating, his full helm hiding much of his face.
He barks loudly, staring at the innkeeper, in accented Common, “Fools you think you can stop my force with a few arrows and magic tricks. Submit now, or this whole village will be wiped clean from this accursed land. The lives of the citizens are in your hands…”
Evil Ujio
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Laurel rolls a 21 and a 15 on her attacks…Endur said:
The arrows both find their mark, but do not penetrate the armor, one bounces harmlessly away while the other sticks into the black plate shoulders. The grey dwarf leader rips the arrow from his shoulder and breaks it in his hands.
He retorts, “You have condemned these people to death!” He barks out orders in his native tongue and more soldiers begin the gruesome work of murder, slaughter, and the eradication of any sign that Bronce ever existed…
Thanee
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Kyalia
Seeing the arrows doing no harm and the dark-skinned dwarves continue with the massacre, Kyalia sees no other choice than to move out and confront their leader in combat, while his warband is still hindered by her spell, hoping that the blade of Starkweather John will prove as formidable a weapon as it is supposed to be. Slaying the leader seems to be the only chance to save the people.
Before she heads out, she recites a prayer of protection (Protection from Evil).
Seeing the arrows doing no harm and the dark-skinned dwarves continue with the massacre, Kyalia sees no other choice than to move out and confront their leader in combat, while his warband is still hindered by her spell, hoping that the blade of Starkweather John will prove as formidable a weapon as it is supposed to be. Slaying the leader seems to be the only chance to save the people.
Before she heads out, she recites a prayer of protection (Protection from Evil).
