5
Darhaan: Dwarven Paladin, AC:16 HP:12 +3 1d10+2 20:x3
5
GUARDS
2
INNKEEPER
23
Shadowleaf: Elven Ranger , AC:19 HP:9 +5 Longbow 1d8 20:x3
19
Dylan: Human Bard , AC:15 HP:7 +1 Longsword 1d8+1 19:x2
18
INCANTUS
17
Aramil: Grey Elven Wizard: AC:14 HP:8 +4 Shortbow 1d6 20:x3
17
Lenya: Human Sorceress, AC:11 HP:6 -1 Fist 1d3-1 20:x2
15
Xanthas: Human Fighter , AC:17 HP:12 +4 Longsword 1d8+3 19:x2
11
Kinden: Elven Cleric , AC:16 HP:9 +3 Longbow 1d8 20:x2
8
ORCS
8
BOUNCERS
8
Waitresses and Wife
7
HITORUM
Darhaan hears
Kinden yell
"Hold the passage Dwarf! I'll grab the paper!" and replies
""Alright, elf, but make it quick! I can't hold them back forever!" and takes a swing at the single guard in the door way (Attack:
21 Damage:
12!), and smiles as his axe hits the guard in the palvis, possibly cracking it, but definately dislodging the joint of the mans leg from his hip as the leg flies in a completely unnatural angle that may cause the next guard to come through the door trouble. The guard slimps on the ground, eyes heading up into his head as the pain and the sight of his blood soaking the floor at an alarming rate erases his consciousness.
Another guard steps foward, and
Dar notes that there are only three other guards in the kitchen, though he thinks he hears more coming. The guard grabs the unconscious guard in the doorway to make room for another guard to get at the dwarven paladin, offering his back to him. Taking the opertunity presented to him,
Darhaan swings at it (Attack:
20 Damage:
8) and adds another body next to the first as he hits the guard in the helm, which may have saved the mans life.
Unfortunately, the other guards remebered more of thier training, and leveled crossbows at the dwarf, and let loose two bolts (Attack:
15,
15) which blast into the dwarves armor, nocking him back slightly. The two bolts had hit thier mark and stuck into the protective layers, but fortunately, had not penitrated enough to damge the dwarves skin.
The innkeeper looks up the ladder after grabbing a torch, below in the sewers and curses.
"Who would have thought that it would go so bad in a number of minutes?"
The elf,
Shadowleaf, seeing
Lenya at the top of the stair, pausing for a second, starts to move in the direction of the back room, with her right on his heals. Both of them have to move aside to let
Kinden by, as he runs to grab the scroll from Incantus, who, with the half orcs, is on their way to the backroom themselves, now that the wall of fire seems to have halted the progression of the guards through the front.
Down in the sewer,
Dylan moves down the northern passage a little to get a better view of what may lay ahead, and is greeted by more drains and sewage.
Perfect!, he thinks with discust at the smell and at the muck collecting on his boots in layers.
Incantus reaches
Darhaan, handing the scroll to
Kinden the scroll with his free hand as he says to the dwarf "I'll be taking over here. Go, you have more pressing business below. The others will need you'n help. There are 'things' in those sewers which don't take kindly to trespassers." The black skinned man looks ready to move infront of the dwarf at any given moment.
Aramil, finally getting aturn to decend the ladder, swings down and climbs to reach the others below without any issues at all. Once below, his enhanced vision allows him to see a network of sewage drains in leading from this place. He can see that it would be very easy to get lost.
Lenya, making it to the room with
Shadowleaf, looks back to the others and sees them making their way bcak. It seems that the guards are indeed being held back, and she notes that
Kinden and
Darhaan look ready to make thier escape, followed closely by the three orcs at the table, two of which are supporting one of the bouncers between themselves, who appears to be unconscious, and the other bouncer whos follows behind, club still in hand.
Xanthas just places the book in his pack as
Shadowleaf and
Lenya make it to the room. Nonchalantly, he then checks the draws and starts to dump the contents of them in his pack. All but one of the drawers are unlocked.
""You!",
Xanthas hears behind him from the elf,
"If you can refrain looting from the one person who is trying to help us for just a moment I have a better use for that desk. Once everyone is through I'll close the door and we can push the desk in front of it. It won't stop them I'm sure, but it will at least delay them."
Looking up from his salvaging, the fighter replies
"I happen to be searching for important documents so as to shed some light on our current situation." He didn't see the book, right? he thinks to himself as he finishes with the last drawer.
"And I'll thank you not to address me as 'you'."
"Maybe I would call you something other than "you" if I knew your name!" Shadowleaf replies, openly frustrated.
"We'll save introductions for later, let's concentrate on surviving right now!" He then positions himself by the door readying himself to slam it as soon as everyone whos coming is safely inside.
Kinden, with scroll now in hand, starts to move back to the sewer entrance, actually making it past
Lenya and the elf, who appears ready to help the fighter,
Xanthas, move the desk to block the door once all the others make it out of the commons room.
