Lobby, Argotch Inn, Port Verge (nighttime)
Behind the bulk of the warforged, Doral looks for an opening to cast the rays of his color spray spell through, but Carver and his attackers are locked too fiercely in combat for the spell to hit only the bugbear and woman. He repeats the same patterns of casting, but the raging woman and her flashing sword are unrelenting.
On both sides of the entryway, weapons flash into and out of the light inside the Argotch's lobby and the darkness beyond its door. The disoriented bugbear jabs his longsword forward several times, once, twice, thrice, testing Carver's defense before delivering a sudden overhead swing. The sword curves upwards in a powerful overhead swing and lunges towards the artificer.
Then its graceful strike is suddenly interrupted with a shower of plaster and the crunch of splintering wood, the blade caught on the inn's threshold---and the killer's guard left open for a quick blow the warforged delivers to his armored stomach. The woman assassin tries to exploit the strike to bring her scimitar to bear, but Carver's adamantine body protects him again, turning the blade away despite the cloaked assailant's true aim.
Partash joins the deadly rhythm of sword-strikes and bludgeonings with downward swings of his mace; the bugbear jumps away from the odd pair's onslaught, but his unfortunate cohort steps forward into her thrust instead and recieves the blow to her leg. "You bastard!" she yells, pain in her voice.
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Doral Kinsman
20 HP
AC 17
AP 7
Mindlinked
Carver Banderelli
33 HP
AC 20
AP 7
Partash
22 HP
AC 16
AP 7
Mindlinked[/sblock]
Sail and Scepter, Port Verge, (nighttime)
The 'halfling' and his invisible companion quietly let themselves out of their briefly-occupied suite, shutting the door behind them. Vhir leads the way down the magically lit stairs while Glasia attempts to follow silently behind him. They descend one flight of stairs and are halfway down the second when a man in blue and brown turns the corner and looks at the disguised kobold, his eyes widening a bit. Vhir remembers a moment later that the man was the halfling's companion in the dining room. "I--what?" he sputters, blinking, clearly taken aback. "You... I left you down--in there just a moment ago!" he exclaims, stepping towards his supposed companion, oblivious to the unseen mage's presence.