The Underdark Primeval [IC]

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Combat map

 

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OOC: Hmm, should've changed the background color, since there shouldn't be much green in the Underdark, sorry

 

[Erekose13]

"If you are a friend, and you understand, it looks like someone needs our help." Morph says in undercommon to the Kuo-Toa before moving as quickly as he can towards the dire rats. As he moves he readies his quarterstaff intending to smite the first beast he reaches. Seeing that haste is needed he quickly casts longstrider to help him reach them faster.

[ooc: with the extra level Pwyoolp no longer has Ping, now he has Bull, the rather large stag beetle. As most communities do not care for such large vermin wandering around, Bull stays about a mile outside of any underdark communities. He is not here at the moment.]

 

[Keia]

Dargo Golden, Half Deep Dragon Rng/Ftr HP: 83 AC:19

Dargo was a bit surprised to only see rats pour forth from the mushroom as he had expected much worse. ‘Look like hungry buggers from the way they’re coming,’ Dargo thought.

“Stand down, good sir and deal with these rats,” Dargo called out and he charged toward the rats, slicing along the way.

OOC: Partial action, charge to G7, swing on R6 two handed, Attack +13 (+16, +2 charge, -5 Power attack), Damage (+18 = +13 base 2-handed +5 Power attack) have cleave if necessary.

 

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-- Surprise Round (cont) --

Dargo leaps into the fray, his urgrosh slicing one rat in two, before doing the same to a second rat.

-- Round 1 --

The rats squeak and chitter away loudly as they attack.

One after another, the rats take another bite, then flee. Rat 1 sinks its teeth into the elderly lady again, and she falls to the ground. Rats 2 and 3 sink their teeth into her maidservant, who also falls to the ground. Rat 4 steps in towards the bodyguard and bites him, tearing out a small chunk of flesh before turning and withdrawing. Rat 5 looks at Dargo fearfully, and retreats without attacking.

Initiative
Rats
Dwarf Lady: down
-- action paused --
Vuoor
Dargo
Dwarf Maidservant: down
Pwyoolp
Dwarf Bodyguard: injured

The battle seems to be over. You see the rats disappearing into the mushroom fields…

 

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In Eartheart Deep Prison...

The old dwarf draws Denasa into an embrace. “Now now, sweet thing, everything will be ok. I’ll protect you from those who would do you harm,” he shoots a glance over at the other two. “It’s really only bad for the first dozen years or so, but sooner or later you’ll come to terms with it. It helps to have friends. Don’t worry, Bandon will take care of you, and protect you. I may be old, but there’s few in this prison who would cross me. And I might be able to get you things too, if you’re nice to me. Come, come. You should lie down. Here, let’s go to my bed.” The dwarf starts leading Denasa towards one of the bunks. His hands are wandering over Denasa’s body in a somewhat intimate way.

 

[Isida Kep'Tukari]

Denasa, female gloaming sorcerer, currently hopping mad

In Eartheart Deep Prison...

The old dwarf draws Denasa into an embrace. “Now now, sweet thing, everything will be ok. I’ll protect you from those who would do you harm,” he shoots a glance over at the other two. “It’s really only bad for the first dozen years or so, but sooner or later you’ll come to terms with it. It helps to have friends. Don’t worry, Bandon will take care of you, and protect you. I may be old, but there’s few in this prison who would cross me. And I might be able to get you things too, if you’re nice to me. Come, come. You should lie down. Here, let’s go to my bed.” The dwarf starts leading Denasa towards one of the bunks. His hands are wandering over Denasa’s body in a somewhat intimate way.

"First dozen years?!" Denasa shrieks, reaching an ear-splitting pitch. She does several things in quick succession. First, she pulls clear of the old dwarven leacher's embrace. Second, she slaps his face for his impertinance. Third, she grabs Legs' cage and stalks toward the door. Fourth, she looks over at Rogoth and Solli.

"I'm getting out of here, now, are you with me or against me?" she says, her head held high. She has one hand free, and is beginning to make some arcane gestures. "If you're with me, see if you can't make this door go away, one way or another. If not, I'm melting the lock."

*She is utterly furious, her wings are vibrating with rage, and her skin is glowing brighter and brighter, almost as bright at torchlight, shining through the flowing black tattoos on her neck, arms, and hands.*

 

[Keia]

Dargo Golden Half-Deep Dragon Fighter/Ranger [Gold Dwarf Base]

Dargo first made certain that the foes had fled, giving out a loud roar, killing any rats that remained. Then, he looked over those that had fallen. He reached to his belt to grab his healing potion, only to find it empty. ’Damn, forgot to get another after the last fight with the grimlocks,’ Dargo thought. He turned to the bodyguard.

“They need healing . . . do you have any healing for them,” Dargo asked. He looked to the farmhouse and all around for potential help or any more trouble.

 

[Erekose13]

Coming on the scene of the rat bites, Morph answers the odd looking gold dwarf, "I can heal minor wounds, let me have a look." Quickly taking stock of the two who are down Morph grabs one of his wands from his belt and moves to the elderly dwarven lady. He places the wand above the wounds and quickly mumbles the words required to activate it. A small yellowish-orange pulse spreads from the tip of the wand over the wound, nitting the bit marks closed.

[ooc: cast cure light wounds from one of his wands.]

 

[Uriel]

Rogoth stands, moving from the shadows to where Denessa stands. Glowering at the od Dwarf, he then looks to where Solli is, waiting to see what his Bond-Brother thought was the best course of action.