The Forgotten Forge

[Delemental]

Tai stares in horror as the metal monstrosity swings her axe at the poor robed human, cleaving through flesh and bone. Her shock is quickly replaced by anger - how could this unfeeling monster attack a defenseless young man so brutally, and just after losing someone he apparently knew? But Tai pushes her anger down - she was too late for the old one, but not for the other. Tai quickly moves around, trying to stay as far as possible from the warforged's wicked blade, and summons healing energies.

(OOC - Move action to try and get out of warforged's threatened area while still within reach of Zane, if this is possible; if not, I'll cast defensively. Cast remove fear as cure light wounds on Zane.)

 

[DarkMaster]

The Changeling while trying to dodge the blow from the warforged, tries to heal the poor wizard. (Concentration roll 10+1 DC16) but she is unable to stay focused on her spell, which fizzles before she can complete the incantation. At least she didn't leave any opening to the warforged.

Init round 2
Sareth 16 uninjured
Pohl 13 uninjured
Warforged 12 uninjured
Tai 9 uninjured
Zanick 7 unconscious at -6

 

[DEFCON 1]

((Posting my action now in case I'm not online after Verbatim posts his - please insert after Sareth's action.))

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Pohl turns around after seeing the gnome throw a dagger behind him, and he sees a warforged leap at the group and bring down a huge axe into the side of the young man kneeling next to the body. When the young man drops like a sack of potatoes, Pohl tightens his grip on his warhammer and shouts to the attacker.

'You DARE attack a group under protection of House Tharashk?!? Surrender now, or face House wrath!'

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((Assuming the warforged does not use a free action to surrender - most likely - Pohl will charge her if further than 30' away, or just use a move action to engage if less that 30'. Attacking with his warhammer which he already has out.))

 

[Verbatim]

Seeing his dagger bounce harmlessly off of the warforged's body, Sareth cursed loudly into the night as he watched one of the strangers fall due to the power of the warforged's strike.

~By Eberron's rotting teeth...~

Propelling his body into motion, Sareth drew his rapier and began running towards the warforged, hoping that the challenge that the hammer weilder issued to it would be enough to give him an opening to strike from behind.

ooc:Trying to manuever behind the warforged and hit a weak link. If there is any..

 

[DarkMaster]

Sareth runs towards the warforged while drawing his rapier. The gnome position himself on the right side of the warforged and begins harrassing her with his rapier, waiting for the ranger to divide her attention (OOC Ready action on Pohl and Sareth being in a flanking position. )

Pohl about 15 feet away from the metalic humanoid draw his warhammer and approaches her. He notices how Sareth positioned himself on her right. He moves to her left hoping to divide her attention between them two.

As expected, she can't stay well focused on her two opponents and open her guards, Sareth quickly jumps on the opportunity. He lauches his rapier towards the center of her large metallic padded chest. (roll 16 + 1 +2;dmg 2 + 2 SA) The blow seems to have limited results. She keeps on fighting with Pohl and Sareth. Pohl also finds a opening in her defense (roll 12 + 4;dmg 11) and his Warhammer hit the warforged straight on the middle of the head completly disabling her. Her large metal body falls on the ground almost immediatly as Pohl Warhammer crushes her metalic head.

Tai seeing that the warforged was taken care of tries to stabilise the young robed men lying in a pool of blood. (roll 20+8) Tai is able to stop the massive blood flow coming out of the men's chests. An injury like that will probably leave a scar that will be with him for the rest of his life.

As the warforged falls on the ground Pohl, Tai and Sareth can hear through the rain a crowd of people cheering. Most of them are at their windows or at the entrance of the Sleeping Snake. It is still pouring and the four heros are soaked with water and blood.

 

[DEFCON 1]

The strike of the warhammer against the head of the metallic and wooden woman felt good. He knew it was a good connection, and this was born out when the warforged dropped to the deck.

Upon hearing the cheering from the crowd, Pohl turns and smiles, raising a hand to the assembled throngs.

'Thank you... thank you! Pohl D'Velderan and House Tharashk is always at your service. If you ever need anything found, don't hesitate to contact House Tharashk! But please! We have a pair of injured men here... please respect our healer and let her do her work. Thank you! Thank you.'

He turns around and bends over to inspect the work that Tai is doing on the young mage. He sees her skill at the healing arts, and nods appreciatively.

'You do good work Tai. Boldrei would be proud. I think this young man just might make it.'

He stands back up and turns to face the gnome that is standing over the fallen form of the warforged.

'My apologies for the delay of springing into action. I wasn't able to hear you over the din of the rain. But the speed of your rapier set me up for the killing blow, so I thank you. Pohl D'Velderan is my name. Were you in the area when the bolt of lightning went off? What did you see? This is most irregular.'

 

[Delemental]

(OOC I tried to post yesterday, but couldn't get in - fortunately things ended before my turn rolled around again!)

Tai ignores the overly-loud Pohl, concentrating on her work. The bleeding has stopped, but the young human still hangs on to life by a thread. Though she would prefer to have him moved somewhere warm and dry where he could rest and recover, Sharn is a big place, and Tai has no idea where she could take him. Besides, he seemed to know the elderly man who now lies dead next to her, so perhaps he might be able to tell them what happened here. Closing her eyes briefly, she sends healing energy into the young man.

(Casting cure light wounds, converting my magic stone spell)

As Tai pulls back to let the healing magic do its work, she grows curious about the other victim. It would seem that the warforged was not responsible for killing him, as there are no axe wounds, though appearances can be deceiving. She begins to examine the body, searching through his satchel and pockets for identification papers. Someone should notify his next of kin.

(Search +1, though to be honest Tai is probably only checking the obvious places.)

 

[DarkMaster]

Zane slowly returns to conciousness and feel a strange tingeling in his chest as his wound healed in an unatural fashion. (CLW roll 8+1; Zane is back at 3hp).

As Tai turns the men body she notices that his stomach was ripped opened by what was probably the warforge axe.

OOC Sorry I didn't made it clear in my description. More to come tonight

 

[Delemental]

Zane slowly returns to conciousness and feel a strange tingeling in his chest as his wound healed in an unatural fashion. (CLW roll 8+1; Zane is back at 3hp).

As Tai turns the men body she notices that his stomach was ripped opened by what was probably the warforge axe.

OOC Sorry I didn't made it clear in my description. More to come tonight

As Tai turns the body over and sees the wound, her assessment of the situation changes, and she now has little doubt that the warforged was responsible for this man's death as well as the assault on the other. She continues to search the body for ID papers or other identifying info.

Tai smiles a little to herself as she hears the other man begin to breathe more easily. She makes no sign that she knows he's awake, however, hoping that by not drawing attention to him, she might give the man a few moments of peace before the inevitable grilling by the man from House Tharashk.

 

[Verbatim]

As the warforged began fallin in front of him, Sareth quickly stepped back a few paces and allowed the defeated construct to fall where it chose.

~No need to tempt my fate any more than I already have...now where is my dagger?~

Spotting his blade quickly, Sareth bent down to pick it up and felt the chilling rain hit his neck and run down under his shirt.

~There are times I hate my job...~

Looking up, Sareth saw the hammer weilder smiling broadly and speaking of House Tharashk.

~No doubt trying to drum up business for a nice cut of the profits...~

'My apologies for the delay of springing into action. I wasn't able to hear you over the din of the rain. But the speed of your rapier set me up for the killing blow, so I thank you. Pohl D'Velderan is my name. Were you in the area when the bolt of lightning went off? What did you see? This is most irregular.'

Sareth paused before speaking and looked down to the body on the bridge before looking up.

"I am Sareth an apprentice tailor to House Cannith. I was trying to get out of this storm when I saw the lightening flash and heard what I thought was a scream. I think you can fill in the blanks as well as I can on everything that has transpired since."

Drawing his cloak tighter around him to keep the rain from having any more chances at his equipment and clothing, Sareth stepped towards the fallen warforged and began looking to see if perhaps it carried something that would explain why it attacked this man.

~Or it could be a simple senseless act of violence...I have heard stories of warforged who simply kill for the sake of killing...much like many of the other tall folk races...~