The Underdark Primeval [IC]

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As Denasa continues to burn through the lock, Bandon crawls under the bed. You hear some scraping sounds, then he reappears, a broad grin on his face, holding something behind his back.

The lock melts away [three more spells] and Rogoth kicks the door open. Bandon says "Good work! Here, take these and follow me!" He passes out makeshift daggers to Solli and Denasa, and a rock the size of a Dwarf's head to Rogoth [makeshift club, but only if wielded two-handed]. He has two more makeshift daggers for himself. "Quick, this way!" He takes a few steps down the corridor to the left. You came from the right. You remember the pathway you came through very well. It leads to the showers, then the processing room, then out through the front entrance. Bandon goes a few steps to the left and looks back, to see if you're following him.

 

[Isida Kep'Tukari]

"Bandon! We need to get our things, and I need to get Legs out of this cage! Can you get us to where they keep the prisoner's possessions?" Denasa hisses, her eyes darting about warily.

 

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In Eartheart Deep Prison

Bandon replies, speaking as quickly as he can. "Your stuff? There are too many guards that way! There's a way out this way!" He's looking at you with wild eyes.

There were quite a few guards the way you came, dozens of them. But were they a serious threat?

 

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In a farming cavern on the outskirst of Eartheart...

Dargo approaches the bodyguard, saying, "Help is on the way, don't make things worse. Does either the maid or the lady here have any potions or salves on them?"

Morph hears the bodyguard's cries, and continues to run.

The bodyguard ignores Dargo, and continues trying to administer first aid. Dargo sees tears welling up in the bodyguards eyes. "Lady Milia! I failed you!"

Just as Morph arrives, a sinister-looking dwarf appears from behind a mushroom, with a composite shortbow in hand, about 25 feet away (from the direction the rats disappeared to). An arrow hits Dargo [16 damage], followed closely by another [12 damage]. Then the dwarf ducks back behind the mushrooms, disappearing from sight.

[Dargo was surprised (Spot Check 21), and lost initiative. The sinister dwarf shot an arrow on his surprise round, and another one on his first round. After shooting the arrow, he ducked behind the mushroom again. Dargo sees which mushroom it is, of course.]

 

[Guest 11456]

Vuoor Seakin : Kuo-Toa Monitor 4

Shaking his head the kuo-toan brings his thoughts back to the here and now. Seeing the slyth more away from him after trying to talk, Vuoor began swimming quickly across the pond. Obviously the slyth had not known kuo-toan. He did seem to know undercommon which gave them a common language. He decided he would try to speak with the slyth once on the opposite side of the pond. But why had he left in such a hurry?

 

[Keia]

Dargo Golden Half-Deep Dragon Gold Dwarf HPs: 55/83, AC: 21

The bodyguard ignores Dargo, and continues trying to administer first aid. Dargo sees tears welling up in the bodyguards eyes. "Lady Milia! I failed you!"

“Easy, lad, you’ve only failed if it’s too late. Help is on the way – as I said,” Dargo said, trying to comfort the younger dwarf. “Just remain calm and . . ugh!”

Dargo lost his train of thought as a bolt thunked nicely into his side, followed by another. Bringing his urgosh to bear, Dargo charged the location of the would-be assassin. As he saw the still approaching help, Dargo called out, “Heal her, I’ll take care of this!”

OOC: Urgosh +18 [+7 Base +7 Str + 1 Focus +1 Enhancement +2 Charge] Two handed (1d10 + 13 + 1d6 Frost (x20)), AC: 19 for the round.

 

[Erekose13]

Morph continues to run, calling out, "I am coming hold on help is on the way." As he is still quite a ways away he has not yet seen the crossbow wielding assassin in the mushrooms.

 

[Uriel]

...and a rock the size of a Dwarf's head to Rogoth [makeshift club, but only if wielded two-handed].

Rogoth quickly tears his leather shirt off, stripping the binding thongs away and lacing them around the rock. Tying these to his belt, he hefts the makeshift flail and takes a few swings, pleased with himself.

OoC: It's worth a shot, getting a flail out of it for creativity, if not, a club is fine.



Chiming in with Denessa,Rogoth says 'Little buzz-wings right. Rogoth no leave without his Axe. No Ratbeard will use what Rogoth took from Duergar Warlord.'
That said, the Grimlock prepared to lead the way down the path, waiting for Solli to say something.

 

[Isida Kep'Tukari]

"Let's go, no need to hurt the guards if necessary, but if they get in my way I'm going to scorch them!" Denasa says, ignoring Rogoth's name for her for now.

 

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Just outside a bust-open cell in Eartheart Deep Prison...

Rogoth ties his shirt around the rock, making a make-shift flail [no one has belts].

Bandon replies, his voice shrill with frustration "See? I would never call you buzz-wings! Come with Me! Come!" He gestures furiously, then seeing Denasa's determination to go in the other directions, his shoulders slump a bit, and he trots off alone.