The walls turn from bare grey stone to polished black malachite as the elevator creaks and groans. After a minute-long descent down the dark shaft, the wooden floor shudders as it comes to rest, and the chains stop rattling. Above, the shaft rises into darkness. The only exit from this room appears to be an iron-reinforced wooden door set into one wall.

OOC: New MAP! enjoy
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"The malachite hold"...think Marik. They finally found it. A curious mix of trill and nervousness hit him as he imagine what lies beyond. What the hell could half a dwarf be?

No exit in this room. Only a closed door. This could make a decent defensive position to make a stop and collect their spirits.

"I know time is of the essence, but could we take some time to rest before going on? My blade has dulled from hitting those constructs and needs sharpening..."  He looks down at the panther, who look at him intently. He feel the rumbling of the big cat stomach. "...And Rani will eat me or one of you if I don't feed her something soon...else than hobgoblins I mean"

"That would probably be for the best," Omaron agrees, taking a noticeable step away from the large feline mount. "Best to prepare for the unknown before we are worthless to the hostages, yes?"

Marik nods and go sit in a corner with Rani. Right after sitting, he begin to forage into the bags on Rani's back and take out a few good slices of venison meat he give her. The panther bites into it so quickly she almost bite Marik hand in the process, which the elf retract hastily. While the panther start chewing happily, the elf sit on her back and takes out a visibly used whetstone from one of his pocket. He takes out his blade, a beautiful curved elven sword with a guard sculpted from bone and a dark wood handle with a small, intricately carved piece of silver forming the tip. Carvings looking like curled vines interlacing scripture run along the length of the blade.

The elf start to sharpen the blade with precise, careful movements, muttering something in elven.

[Language unknown: "Etha somresent,] Sesÿra.[Language unknown:  M ove. Ut hathisdin an t ast ainha...Entecthatore, E adnone." ]
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Shrugging, Filimena plops herself down onto the ground cross-legged right where she stands, resting her head in her palms and her elbows against her knees.

Raszire found himself a spot where he could easily keep an eye on the door and rested as best he could.

As the group gets ready to take a bit of a rest, Marik notices one of the slightly raised stones near the South

OOC: MAP

remember to update your bio lines

As he sharpen his blade and take a breather, Marik let his gaze trail off on the walls, looking at the malachite formations. The raised stone get his attention.


He wave the hand to catch Raszire attention and point the blade toward the raised button.

"Maybe there is a better way forward. A subtler way..."
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Omaron swiftly packs up his portable tea brewing kit, nestling the mostly-copper set safely within his backpack. As Marik points out the hidden catch, he nods. "Subtle can indeed be better," he says, settling his pack on his shoulders and hefting his axe and shield. "Ready, my friends."

Filimena gets up, feeling surprisingly refreshed, in spite of her wounds. In fact... She holds her hands in front of her, flexing her fingers for a while before clenching them into fists, and then motioning with her left hand at some loose pebbles. They move. So it works. Filimena whistles and grins, eyes flashing towards a space somewhere above her head. Much appreciated, she thinks.

"Would you like me to push the button?" she asks the rest of the party, cracking her knuckles and motioning at it from where she's standing, close to the other side of the room.

Marik holds up the blade and gently run a finger along the edge. "This should do..." he thinks. "Not great, but enough to turn half a dwarf into a quarter at least.". He gently tap on Rani's side, making the panther rise, ready for action.

He look at the button, then Filimena, and nods. He sheathe his sword and get his bow ready.
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A well hidden door swings open revealing  a cold, dark room, some ten foot wide by twenty foot.  A iron lever juts from an iron plate bolted to the eastern wall.

OOC: MAP
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Omaron glances around the revealed space. "Interesting," he mutters, then pulls back to watch the obvious door. "Probably good to look around before pulling it, but you never know."

With the secret door open Raszire nods to Omarron "Agreed."

Moving over to the door Raszire listens for any sounds coming from the other side.

20:16, Today: Raszire Toumash rolled 17 using 1d20+3 with rolls of 14.  Perception.

"Any idea what...puling it as you say might do?" ask Marik. "What kind of use could a small secret room like that have?"
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Raszire hears nothing beyond the door. Those viewing the secret room note that lever look similar to the one the group used to operate the lift which brought them down.

"Looking at it closer...it seems quite similar to the one we used earlier to get down here. Good to know we have a way to get back up" say the elf. "Seems we'll have to use the door, unless..."

Marik look on the ground, trying to see if they are tracks of dust or footprints indicating where the hobgoblins and children could have passed here. Surely getting in and out of a mine would leave some tracks?

OOC: I'll use Marik Passive Perception to try to spot tracks.
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There is no dust here to mark the passage of people.

OOC: strangely (/sarcasm) that isn't how passive skill checks work ... if you're looking then it is an active thus should be a roll.

OOC: Of course...sorry, brain fart...


Marik take a moment to study the walls and the floor of the secret room, just to make sure they aren't missing anything. Is the room entirely bare or is there some furniture?

OOC: Marik rolled 10 for Perception.

Stepping slowly up to the opening, Filimena too peeks in, peering at the ground and sniffing the air.

OOC: A couple of things here. How does the air smell like? Does it smell stale?

Filimena can cast guidance on herself, right? In any case, rolled poorly for perception:

20:15, Today: Filimena the Gentle rolled 9 using d20+3+d4, rerolling ones with rolls of 4,2.  Perception with Guidance.

Was the floor outside dusty?

Not hearing any sounds from the other side of the door Raszire proceeds to check the door for any signs of a trap or recent use.

08:39, Today: Raszire Toumash rolled 19 using 1d20+3 with rolls of 16.  Perception check.

Marik finds nothing as the space is just a semi-large empty room. It would easily be mistaken for a storage room if not for the lever.

The ground here is worked Malachite, perhaps by dwarven hand if Filimena had to guess. Nothing else catches her eye.

Looking over the door Raszire sees nothing that would indicate it to trapped but he does note that it is good repair and the hinges have been recently oiled.

OOC: Yes Filimena can cast Guidance on herself - the spell has range Touch.

The floors in Jzadirune were fairly dusty, but not so here.

Marik returns to Raszire, as the dragonborn appear to have finished his inspection of the door. Looking at his expression, it doesn't seem to be trapped. He signal Rani to position herself right behind the Dragonborn in order to have a good view if the door is opened and nock a arrow, pointing the bow at the closed door.

Looking at Raszire, he nods to signal he is ready. Rani get ready to pounce and growl in anticipation.

FIlimena raises an eyebrow and turns to follow the elf back to the other door. Noticing the rest of the party readying themselves for what might be on the other side, she does the same, digging in her heels and raising her staff towards the door.

”I could open the door from a distance again with a Mage Hand spell, if you think that helps,” she whispers.

Omaron concentrates for a moment as his features, as well as those near him, take on a stony cast once more. "That may be best, lass," he says, cracking his neck with a quick side to side motion. "Ready when you all are."


OOC:
Activate stone aura, granting everyone within 10' of me a +1 to AC.

With a flick of her staff, a smokey, translucent white hand materialises in the air before the door and stretches out to open it.

OOC: Mage Hand is such a weird spell. I have a hard time imagining it.

Raszire had moved to the side of the door with his mace and shield ready. Making sure to give those with ranged attacks plenty of room when the door opened.

OOC: But it is a very useful spell. Hopefully the door isn't locked, hadn't checked that bit.

The smoke hand changes color as it move through the air, from white to black to green to yellow and back again and with each shift in color the spectral hand becomes slightly less normal and becoming more tentacle like. At last it grasp the door handle and opens it slowly to reveal the room beyond. A long hall who's ceilings rises to an apex of twenty feet overhead. The floor, walls, and vaulted ceiling are composed of smooth black stone that almost seems to absorb light. Two cylindrical iron cages, each one five feet tall and two feet wide, dangle from the ceiling by iron chains. The base of each cage hangs five feet above the floor. A strange sculpture stands in the middle of the hall between the two cages: a five-foot tall column of roughly hewn gray stone covered with sharp protrusions. Four crystal-tipped appendages jut from the stony mass, each one pointing in a different direction.

OOC: MAP update
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Filimena raises an eyebrow. ”I’m... not sure that was supposed to happen,” she says, hesitantly. After a pause, she motions at the now open door. ”Well... Gentlemen first?”

Marik nods and signals Rani to advance forward, a bit puzzled. He remembers seeing some elves using similar spells when he was young for mundane task. The appearance of the "hand" varied for all users, but...never like this. That was...unsettling. And judging by Filimena reaction, he doesn't seem to be the only one thinking something seems...off.


"What...is this?" mutter the elf to the others, as he enters the dark room with Rani. Marik isn't quite sure what he was expecting from what appeared to be a old mine, but it wasn't walls of black stones designed to absorb light.

Rani slowly advance about ten feet forward, sniffing the air while Marik check the walls, floor, ceiling and the cages for any signs of life, his bow at the ready. His vision dim in such darkness, he tries to concentrate on any source of sounds in the room.

And then there was that scuplture...Was that was passed for art in dwarven circles? No, the stonework of the rooms above definitely showed better craftmanship that this. That was... wierd.


OOC: If Marik or Rani doesn't spot anything, they would stop within ten feet of the sculpture, to the right of the first cage.

As Marik looks over the statue it moves and slams into the elf sending him almost off his saddle.

OOC:
10:12, Today: Stone Spike rolled 20,18 using 2d20+6,2d20+6, dropping the lowest dice only with rolls of 7,14,1,12.  Attacks on Marik w/ Advantage .

10:12, Today: Stone Spike rolled 8,7 using 1d8+4,1d8+4 with rolls of 4,3.  Damages!

Marik gets hit twice for a total of 15 damage

Hey Omaron - give me an int - history check please!

10:17, Today: DM5 rolled 20,11 using d20,d20 with rolls of 20,11.  Initiative  - Party vs Stone Spike!

PCs are up!

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Omaron, surprised at the savage attack from the statuary, takes a step back momentarily. His features become determined as a small, nearly spectral pyramid pushes itself from the floor just inside the chamber with the cages. In moments, spectral vines sporting massive thorns writhe out from the totem reaching out to ten feet. As the dwarf steps forward, the vines move to leave his progress unimpeded as he moves too engage the spiky creature.

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10:53, Today: Omaron Stonehammer rolled 7 using 1d20+5 with rolls of 2.  Axe att.
At least it wasn't a 1. Sigh....

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Action: Axe attack (Hit- 7)
Move Action: Move to enemy
Bonus Action: Thorns totem a few steps inside the door

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HP: 26/26 AC 19
Buffs/Debuffs: Aura of Stoneshield (allies gain +1 AC w/in 10')
Conditions:
Spells/Totem Duration: 3/3 Spell Slots, Thorns Totem 3/3 (Enemies treat terrain w/in 10' as difficult)

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Filimena recoils momentarily in surprise, but catches herself and hisses in anger as the statue lands its blow on the elf. Raising her staff, she sends a glowing purple beam hurtling towards it.

OOC: Eldritch blast. 15 to hit. 8 Force damage.

Filimena will generally try to keep her distance from the statue without getting too far from the rest of the party. Not sure if she’ll be able to take advantage of Omaron’s +1 AC bonus but she’ll try.

Raszire moves forward to support and assist Omaron's efforts in attacking the creature, golem, statue or whatever the thing may be.

Current AC 19

09:01, Today: Raszire Toumash rolled 9 using 1d6+3 with rolls of 6.  Mace Damage.

09:00, Today: Raszire Toumash rolled 19 using 1d20+6 with rolls of 13.  Attack with Mace.

As the panther roar in rage, a out of breath Marik say [Language unknown: "Ers..."] with visible effort. The panther hear the command, and begrudgingly restrain from attacking the statue, jumping instead ouf the way to bring Marik behind Omaron and Raszire.


OOC: Rani make a ten feet move action back, to go behind Omaron and Raszire. I'll take the attack of opportunity (with AC 17 thanks to Omaron). As a Mounted Combattant, Marik will take the attack instead of Rani.

Still stunned and dizzy, Marik turn on the panther as she jump out the way, and let loose the arrow he had prepared in the vague direction of the statue. Thankfully, even in this state, the arrow easily find it's mark on the large form of this living rock.

OOC: After the move action, Marik fire his bow. Marik rolled 20 (not natural) to hit, and would do 9 points of piercing damage plus 14 poison damage (CON DC 11 for half) t the creature.

As she land some distance behind Omaron, the panther make a confused face at the sight of thorny vines sprouting and curling out of the floor. Growling, she recoil a few times at the sight of new plants emerging from the floor and prepare to jump out of the way again. Marik notice the sprouting plants but is too groggy to try to make sense of them this turn.

As Marik withdraws the statue's spiky arm slams into the elf. Marik notices that the poison arrows aren't packing that extra oomph against this creature.

OOC: It will take that AoO
10:44, Today: Stone Spike rolled 21,6 using 1d20+6,1d8+4 with rolls of 15,2.  AoO vs Marik AC17.

Marik - Take 6 more damage

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Jor'en's rapier was wide as the statue swing connected with Marik.

OOC:
12:20, Today: Jor'en rolled 10,8,5 using d20+7,1d8+5,2d6 with rolls of 3,3,1,4.  Attack, Rapier, Sneak Attack.

Well dang.

Bonus action to Dodge!

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The statue whirls around, one spiked arm just missing Jor'en but the other catching Omaron square in the chest knocking the wind out of the dwarf.

OOC Who to attack?
12:31, Today: Stone Spike rolled 2 using 1d6 with rolls of 2.  1-2 = Jor'en, 3-4 =Omaron, 5-6= Raszire .
12:31, Today: Stone Spike rolled 3 using 1d6 with rolls of 3.  1-2 = Jor'en, 3-4 =Omaron, 5-6= Raszire .
alright slam #1 on Jor'en, #2 on Omaron

12:32, Today: Stone Spike rolled 6 using 2d20+4, dropping the highest dice only, unique dice with rolls of 15,2.  Attack vs Jor'en w/ disadvantage .
Should've been +6 to hit but doesn't matter.

12:33, Today: Stone Spike rolled 24,7 using 1d20+6,1d8+4 with rolls of 18,3.  Attack vs Omaron.

Omaron - take 7 damage

HEROES are up!

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As the battle rages, the door to the west opens and out steps an Ogre! "Wha' hav we here? More carrion for my larder! Very nice" it says with a toothy green. A horrible smell emanates from the room and the ogre, like refus and decay. Reaching back into the room, the Ogre pulls a MASSIVE falchion and takes a few steps closer to the group

OOC: Xukasus is ~40ft away from the statue which the party is fighting currently.
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As Marik regain his senses, he see the large statue arm slamming hard into the dwarf chest. He see his arrow firmly stuck into the thing chest. Spider poison doesn't seem to affect it in any matter.


As the elf considers his options, the west door slam open to reveal a new figure entering. A BIG figure with a horrible smell...Actually, Marik has trouble determining if the view of that massive falchion is worse than the smell that comes with it.

Marik curses. All right, changes of plans! He fire his bow at the newcomer, really hoping spider poison will cut him the envy to eat.


OOC: Marik rolled 22 to attack with the bow, and would do 8 points of piercing damage, and 8 points of poison damage (COn DC 11 for half).

OOC: Sorry, I made a mistake on the dice roller. I first tought I could roll with advantage thanks to Natural Explorer (which allow to do that on enemies that haven't yet acted) but as I second-checked it's only on the first turn of combat. Thankfully, the first result gave 22.
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Noting the entrance of the foul smelling Ogre, Raszire decides to continue his attacks on the statue like creature hoping to end it before the Ogre can get close.


16:05, Today: Raszire Toumash rolled 4 using 1d6+3 with rolls of 1.  Mace Damage.

16:05, Today: Raszire Toumash rolled 25 using 1d20+6 with rolls of 19.  Attack with Mace.

Raszire's Zirathnian Steel mace connects with the statue causing it to shatters into a dozen sizable chunks.

OOC: Stone Spike is done!

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Marik's arrow hits the ogre squarely causing the massive creature to let out a roar of pain.

OOC:
13:16, Today: Xukasus rolled 9 using 1d20+7 with rolls of 2.  Con save vs poison DC 11.
dang!

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Just as he let loose, Marik hears a loud crack and turn to glance at Omaron and Raszire, fearing the creature managed to land a heavy blow on one of them. Instead, he see the steel mace break the stone in piece. He take a breath of relief and rejoice.


Before he can say anything, he hears a second, loud noise. The ogre roars in pain, the arrow stuck deep near the jugular. Already the creature movement seems a bit more erratic and wobbly.

"It's taking hold!" say the elf, pointing the ogre. "Aim for the knees!"

Reeling from the stony spike's blow, Omaron shakes his head for a moment. As he realizes there is a new enemy in the room, he takes a breath, hefts his axe and steps over the chunks of the now dead spike. "Come on, then, ugly," he shouts. "I think you'll find my axe too sharp for your uncultured palate." He hefts his shield, making as small a target as he can offer for the ogre.

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15:46, Today: Omaron Stonehammer rolled 19 using 1d20+3 ((16)).

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Action: Dodge
Move Action: Move 25' closer to the ogre
Bonus Action: Taunt the ogre

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HP: 19/26 AC 19
Buffs/Debuffs: Aura of Stoneshield (allies gain +1 AC w/in 10')
Conditions:
Spells/Totem Duration: 2/2 Spell Slots, Thorns Totem 2/3

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FIlimena swings around to face the newcomer and backs up to keep a distance from it. Grinning at the dwarf's comeback, she lets loose another Eldritch Blast, this time at the ogre.

OOC: Not sure it hits this time

07:02, Today: Filimena the Gentle rolled 12,12 using d20+7,d10+5, rerolling ones with rolls of 5,7.  Eldritch blast w/ Agonising Blast.

Jor'en moved to near Omaron and waited, "You go low, we'll go high?"

OOC: Hold Action - when big bad ogre gets close I'll be turn it into a pin-cushion.

16:46, Today: Jor'en rolled 20,7,3 using d20+8,1d8+4,2d6 with rolls of 12,3,2,1.  Readied Action - Attack, Rapier, Sneak Attack.

20 to hit for 10 damage

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The ogre cross the distance with ease, despite Omaron's thorny totem making it difficult. With two heavy slashes of its blade, the monsters chops at Omaron with one slash missing but the second connects solidly sending the dwarf to one knee for a moment.

16:49, Today: Xukasus rolled 9,14,21,14 using d20+7,2d8+4,d20+7,2d8+4 with rolls of 2,2,8,14,8,2.  Attack vs Omaron x2!

Omaron - First attack misses, second hits for 14!

PCS are up!

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Marik cringe as he hears the massive blade slamming into Omaron shield and the Dawi, still standing, grunting in pain. He doubt he or Rani would have survived that. Normally, he'd be content to have others take blows in his place, but this time feels different. The dwarf wasn't just struck by chance, he volontarily stepped up to meet the ogre and taunted the creature into attacking him to protect the rest of them. Given his size and the size of the room, Rani and him wouldn't have much room to escape if that thing came in close combat.

That...That deserve respect. The Dwarf may be saving their lives at the moment.


"Come on...eat this and stay down" mutter Marik for himself as he draw another of his few remaining arrows and draw his bow once more, aiming for the neck. The arrow flies and hit the creature throat, not too far from the other.


OOC: Marik rolled 18 for attacking, does 9 point of piercing damage and 10 points of poison damage if he fails his save. 
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Moving forward to aid Omaron, Raszire took a swing at the ogre just missing his mark.


22:04, Today: Raszire Toumash rolled 12,4 using d20+6,d6+3 with rolls of 6,1.  Attack and damage.

FIlimena curses under her breath. This is not good. The dwarf looks pretty badly hurt. She backs up as far as she can and launches yet another Eldritch Blast at the ogre, this time hitting it, albeit not quite with the force she was hoping. Was there anything else she could do? She had spell slots. But too few, and who knows what else they might face down here, and when they would have the chance to rest again.

OOC: 25 to hit, 7 force damage.

17:23, Today: Filimena the Gentle rolled 25,7 using d20+7,d10+5, rerolling ones with rolls of 18,2.  Eldritch Blasst w/ Agonising Blast.

Omaron staggers back to his booted feet, spitting blood to the floor. He shakes his head then calls out in a guttural tongue. A soothing breeze swilrs around him, and he stands a little straighter, looking the ogre in they eye. "You call that a hit? My gran hit harder than that, and she's smaller than the halfling back there. Come on, do it again."

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09:08, Yesterday: Omaron Stonehammer rolled 17 using 2d8+4 with rolls of 5,8.

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Action: Cast cure wounds at lv 2 (+17 hp)
Move Action:
Bonus Action: Taunt him again

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HP: 22/26 AC 19
Buffs/Debuffs: Aura of Stoneshield (allies gain +1 AC w/in 10')
Conditions:
Spells/Totem Duration: 1/2 Spell Slots, Stoneshield Totem 1/3

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Not one to let a single miss dissuade him, Jor'en sent his rapier dancing through the air til it found its mark in the ogre's gut.

09:48, Today: Jor'en rolled 15,11,4 using d20+7,1d8+4,2d6 with rolls of 8,7,2,2.  Attack, Rapier, Sneak Attack.

15 to hit, 15 damage

Rage burns from the Ogre's eyes as it's massive falchion slams into Omaron twice, with his totem magics preventing the first from connection.

OOC: 09:58, Today: Xukasus rolled 13 using 1d20+7 with rolls of 6.  Con save vs poison DC 11.

09:57, Today: Xukasus rolled 18,6,23,10 using d20+7,2d8+4,d20+7,2d8+4 with rolls of 11,1,1,16,1,5.  Attack vs Omaron x2!

One hit on Omaron for 10 damage

Back to the heroes

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"Dwarven fool"  mutter the elf as he lower his bow. [Language unknown: Thil wilev si evwieninte ngmite. "Any nc, ative, tratertin yinereast andta ngieng all!" ] he add in elven.


The panther roars and start to run, accelerating at each step, with fury in her eyes. Her growl goes louder and louder as she begin sprinting the distance separating her from the ogre. As she run, the elf put his bow on his back, drawing his sword and shield.


As they close the distance, the panther growl turn into a roar as she LEAP straight toward the ogre face, claws ready and teeth bare.

"WAWAHRRRRRRR"

The big cat jump with all her weight on the ogre torso, slashing his chest with her claws. She bites into the air furiously, missing the ogre face by a inch. The attack doesn't appear to do much damage to the ogre thick hide, but makes the ogre stagger off-balance for a moment from the force of the impact.

"Now! Strike him down!" shout Marik as the panther land.


OOC: Rani make a Pounce attack but misses with 13 to hit. Still, I tried! I wanted to try something cool instead of just shooting arrows from the back :D
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As the second hit staggers him, Omaron grits his teeth and surges forward. His axe rises and falls, slicing into the ogre butcher. He takes a step back and concentrates for a moment. The spectral pyramid near the door fades away, rising again from the ground ten feet behind Omaron and expelling it's thorned tendrils in all directions. The vines seem to anticipate the movements of the party, roiling away from even Rani's paws before contact is made.

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15:09, Today: Omaron Stonehammer rolled 6 using 1d8+3 with rolls of 3.  Axe dmg.
15:09, Today: Omaron Stonehammer rolled 20 using 1d20+5 with rolls of 15.  Axe attack.

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Action: Attack Xukasus (Hit- 20  Dmg- 6)
Move Action:
Bonus Action: Summon thorns totem ten feet behind

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HP: 12/26 AC 19
Buffs/Debuffs: Aura of Stoneshield (allies gain +1 AC w/in 10')
Conditions:
Spells/Totem Duration: 1/2 Spell Slots, Thorns totem 3/3

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Filimena grits her teeth and sends yet another Eldritch Blast towards the ogre. Die you vile beast! she calls to it, reaching into its mind.

OOC: Rolled a 26 to hit, doing 8 force damage.

Not really intending the telepathy to achieve anything. Filimena is just venting her anger, I think.
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Raszire continues his attack on the ogre, his swing of the mace connecting with a resounding crack.

Critical hit with mace total damage 11

23:03, Today: Raszire Toumash rolled 6 using 1d6 with rolls of 6.  Crit damage for mace.

23:00, Today: Raszire Toumash rolled 26,5 using d20+6,d6+3 with rolls of 20,2.  Attack and damage (Mace).

The mace sends the ogre reeling as something inside the creature gives. Stumbling back Xukasus falls to the ground, its massive sword clanging on the stone floor and blood pooling under the unmoving form.

OOC: You have slain the ogre! Congrats!

Marik take a deep breath of relief.


"Im...Impressive...Never thought it was actually possible to break a ogre spine from that angle..." comment the elf. "You got some power in that arm, Dragonborn..."

He turn to face Omaron.

"And you...Do you have a death wish or something? That ogre could have cleaved you in two with one blow..." ask Marik, as he open a bag without looking and plunge his right hand in it to search for something.


OOC: Is there something that can be useful to gather on a ogre? Can their blood, teeth, bones or hide have any use besides serving as trophies if gathered? Is there something (potion, keys) that seems useful on his belt?

OOC: I rolled 14 on Nature and 12 on Perception if applicable, but tell me if you'd like a different roll.
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"Didn't realize you cared so deeply, Marik," Omaron winked at Marik from under a bloodstained brow. "I'm sturdier than I may seem. I'm still standing while our enemy is fallen with minimal damage to the rest of the team. The spirits have led us to victory, and they whisper of more to come. Does he carry anything of use or value?"

The body smells ... BAD. The only thing it was carrying beside the massive falchion is a pair of iron keys - one of a carving of beetle at the top of it.

"With the the way you coughed earlier, it sounded like all the ogre had to do was to pinch you to break you like a nut. Seems like the spirits are stronger than I imagined... Still, should you want to throw yourself again in front of giant blades, better to take this with you..." He says, pulling out a vial of red liquid out of his bag and handing it to Omaron.

OOC: Marik gives a potion of Greater Healing to Omaron.


As he glance over the dead ogre while taling to Omaron, Marik mutter something to Rani, making the panther grab the pair of iron keys he see on the creature's belt.
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To the east, is the room where the ogre came from which smells worse than the creature's corpse.

OOC: Don't forget the MAP!

Filimena rolls her eyes and chuckles at the dwarf and the elf, Filimena walks carefully over to the opening in the ask through Zhi Ch the ogre had emerged and peeks inside, gagging slightly at the horrific stench.

OOC: Does she manage to see anything, basically? What purpose might this room have served? What was this ogre doing in it? Had it come from anywhere else in the room?

Rolled a non-natty 20 on perception

A putrid stench fills this room.  The rectangular chamber beyond is splattered wall-to-wall with filth, bile, bones, and other disgusting remains.  Although the room contains no furnishings per se, some of the older refuse has hardened into a crude chair, and an iron chest rests half-buried in a small mound of dung in the southeast corner.

Standing near the smelly door, Filimena see faint outline along the wall beside the door.

OOC: MAP!

”Hmmm,” Filimena remarks, her head tilted slightly to the left. ”There’s something here.” Reaching out, she traces a rectangle on the wall.

Does Filimena spot anything like a switch or a button? Rolled a 12 on perception.

Intrigued, the elf turn the head from his conversation with Omaron and look in the direction Filimena is pointing.

"Hm...Secret door" he thinks, trying to concentrate on something else than that  stench.

Rani growls, also looking eager to move elsewhere. Apparently, she doesn't like this place any more than he does.

OOC: Marik rolled 13 for a Perception check of his own.

Filimena pushes lightly on the door and she hears a mechanical ping as the door swings open.

Omaron accepts the potion, nodding in thanks as he chugs the healing liquid. As he drinks, the stench of the ogre's room hits his nose, and he gags, choking on the liquid being swallowed and barely managing to choke the rest of the potion.

OOC:
G. Heal Pot- 11

FIlimena steps back as the door swings open, then cautiously peers past it, curious as to what lies beyond.

OOC: Even with Guidance rolled a rather poor perception check of 10.

Quite apart from that, how does this part of the dungeon feel in relation to what we’ve seen before. From an OOC perspective, at least from the map, it seems rather different, with the diagonally-aligned hallway. Does it look like the same people built it?

The door opens to a long hall which turns south.

OOC: yes this hall is the same construction

 Updated MAP
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Marik take the pair of iron keys Rani holds for him and put them in one of the leather bags on her saddle.Blade and shield still in hand, he then makes her walk toward the newly opened hall, driven both by curiosity and the desire of not staying near that putrid stench any longer.


"Now...what do we have here..."

As the panther walk slowly up into the hall (up to 25 feet), the elf peer on the floor and the walls for any signs of traps before the others follow. Rani sniff the air, see if she smells any walking meat around.


OOC: Marik rolles 23 for Perception if applicable

OOC" Rai rolled 9 for Perception (Smell).

The floors of the hall appear well traveled as unlike above the floor here there are no webs nor dust in the hall. Rani growls lowly as though saying she doesn't like whatever has passed through this hall recently.

As he peers into the hall, Marik comment.

"No webs nor dust here...seems well traveled."

He turns to the others.


"You may pass. It's safe to cross." He pause, clutching his bloodied ribs "I'll cover from the back this time."

Filimena glances over at the elf, realising for the first time he's a lot more badly hurt than she'd though. It's too bad she doesn't have a healing potion, or she'd hand him it. It may actually make sense for her to take the lead this time, as fragile as she might feel. She looks over to the dragonborn and gestures towards the hallway. Perhaps they could head in together.

Raszire moved forward taking the lead as he attempted to quietly move down the hallway behind the secret door. Pausing as he passed Marik he handed him a small potion bottle from a pouch at his side. "Use this." He had nearly forgotten the potion the priestess had given him shortly before he had left to find the children.

Moving along the the corridor he kept an eye out for possible traps or other door. Stopping at the corner he listened for a second before taking a peek to see what lay beyond.

OOC: Unfortunately don't remember how strong the potion is or how many doses. All that made it to my sheet is healing potion. Totally forgot about having it.

11:51, Today: Raszire Toumash rolled 18,9 using d20+4,d20+4 with rolls of 14,5.  Stealth at disadvantage .
11:50, Today: Raszire Toumash rolled 11 using 1d20+3 with rolls of 8.  Perception Check.

Marik received the potion. He hold it to the light, recognizing a red liquid very similar to the ones he gave to Omaron. He is about to thank Raszire before seeing the dragonborn already well ahead.


[Language unknown: "Aiwa wiofnaar tic, iscaanno re Son."] he mutter.

Marik down the potion. He expect it to taste herbal. It does, to a extent. He taste rosemary... sage...something like beets. This taste nothing like the medicinal herbs he would use. Those are just herbs for taste. He is about to call it a fake when the healing effect suddenly take hold and he feels a burst of energy radiating though his body. The pain in his ribs suddenly appear far more distant, while the weariness of the day vanishes away like darkness in the sun.

Feeling much better, Marik take a quick look into the vial. He certainly don't recall rosemary and sage having that power. What the hell makes that potion so potent? Then, taking a longer look, he see something in the remaining drops of liquid. Something like little hints of gold...minuscule pearls of light almost invisible in the red liquid.

The herbs are just to make it taste something, he think. The real power is elsewhere. His thought drifts for a moment to what Raszire said about St.Fenwyn and her divine powers.

Rani growls, reminding him of the task at hand. He nods and signals her to follow Raszire.


OOC: I've go back to read Guard Duty or Bust and it was a Greater healing potion! :D. I take back 14 hit points.

OOC: Rani rolled 8 for her stealth if necessary

Omaron watches as most of the group begins exploring into the secret passage, glancing into the filth encrusted chamber and the chest therein. Sighing, he pulls his tunic over his mouth and nose, forging into the ogre's chamber and investigating the chest.


OOC:
Investigation- 6
If it seems clear and unlocked, I'll open the chest.

Cross the room is tough as the smell and filth are disturbing. As Omaron reaches the chest he finds it locked but recalls Marik did pull a set of keys off the ogre's body.

Moving through the hall, the group finds no traps or secret doors to speak of, just a simple southern turn which comes to a dead end some twenty feet later.

 MAP
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Filimena looks back at the elf and the dragonborn. "Welp! Clearly this is a dead end! I say we give up and turn back immediately!" she remarks, grinning slyly and clearly not serious, as her eyes begin scanning the walls and floor for signs of some hidden portal.

22:39, Today: Filimena the Gentle rolled 26 using d20+3+d4, rerolling ones with rolls of 19,4.  Perception with Guidance.

Btw, anyone needs guidance just let me know. Or maybe just assume I'm giving it to you to save time?

As expected, Filimena locates a seam on the wall similar to the one she found on wall outside this hidden hall which was a secret door.

MAP

”Oh! What’s this?” Filimena asks in mock surprise, and is just about to reach out and touch it when she recalls the dwarf isn’t with them. Pausing, she looks back to see whether he might have caught up.

Raszire grins at the halfling's humor. Then looking around he paused, "It appears Omaron has not caught up should I go look for him?"

As the group waits for Omaron they hear the door at the other end of the hall swing closed.

"I will go look out for him." says Marik, from the read of the line. He make Rani turn and run back along the hall. He make Rani push the wall in a  similar way to what Filimena just did.


OOC: I suppose there should also be a switch to open to get back on the other side. I'll edit if I'm wrong.


Once the door is opened, the stench become all the more present and he grimace, pulling his scarf up to his nose. As Rani approach the room smelling so foul, Marik fear to know where Omaron has gone. Once they pass the opened door and he see the dwarf looking up a chest buried in dung, Marik almost gag.

"Omaron? What the hell are you doing?"
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OOC: unlike Jzadirune, here there is no switch but a spring loaded push to open mechanism

OOC: Ok, thanks for the clarification. I have edited the post accordingly.

Omaron looked up at the elf's voice. He turned from the half-buried chest, miming turning a key in a lock. He points at the elf then at the chest, clearly doing his best to hold his breath in the filth-encrusted room.

Frowning, Marik plunge the hand into the bag and takes out the pair of iron keys they took on the ogre.

"You mean diff? " he says, his voice muffled by the scarf while lifting the keys up? "I don know whaf youf think is here, bu hurwy! We've waifing for you " he says, throwing the pair of keys to the dwarf.

The elf take a quick glance at the rest of the room. His eyes focus on one thing in the corner.

"Is that...? Oh, by the..." says Marik, as he quickly look away and block his mouth with his fist to avoid throwing up.

Omaron nods, catching the keys out of the air. He begins trying each key in the chest's lock, methodically inserting and twisting each key before moving on to the next.

The chest opens revealing a mountain of coins (51990 copper and 2,248 silver), two deep green spinels[Private to GM:  100gp each], and a dried fungi flask containing some sort of liquid. [Private to GM: potion of greater healing 4d4+4]

Omaron looks at the mountain of coins, sighing internally. He grabs the gems and the fungal flask, then locks the chest again before hurrying to the door, whereupon he releases an explosive breath. He takes a deep breath, coughing as the charnel room's gaseous leakage fills his lungs. He recovers swiftly and nods to the chest, "A veritable hoard of pennies and silver. Too heavy to carry into action, but mayhap we'll have time to divide it amongst us on the way out."

Filimena raises a single eyebrow at the dwarf. ”Alright get ready,” she says after waiting a moment for things to settle. Casting Mage Hand again, she attempts to open the secret door, prepared to jump back at any sign of danger.

The door opens much like the previous ones with a spring loaded click which reveals the room beyond ... dozens of forged weapons are neatly arrayed on four wrought-iron weapon racks standing in the middle of this floor. Pushed against the east wall are two tables covered with suits of armor.

MAP

[Private to GM: The haul two chain shirts, two suits of scale mail, a suit of half-plate, two spiked gauntlets, a greataxe, 15 spears, ten handaxes, five battleaxes, five warpicks, and five warhammers. ]

Omaron walks forward a half step, awestruck by the array of workmanship before them all. He catches himself, glancing around the room for any danger before proceeding in the examine the arms and armor collected in the room.


OOC:
Perception- 5
Investigation- 9
Heh, I'm in danger.

Thankfully for Omaron the room appears empty of life but filled with stuff. All in all there are two chain shirts, two suits of scale mail, a suit of half-plate, two spiked gauntlets, a greataxe, 15 spears, ten handaxes, five battleaxes, five warpicks, and five warhammers.

Raszire follows Omaron into the room, in case there is trouble. Looking past the weapons and armor Raszire scans the room for another exit.

Marik (who followed Omaron and the others) look around the room and guide Rani toward the weapon rack. Sheating his blade, he lift up a spear, test its weight and balance. Not bad...Not bad at all. The point look a little rusty, but look like it could still punch through a suit of armor with the right force. Perfect should he decide to charge or poke another ogre eyes from a distance...

He takes two of the spears and strap them to Rani's saddle, putting them in a angle upward so that the points don't injure Rani if she walk or turn.

He then look at the chain shirts, then Rani, then the chain shirts again...

He guide Rani closer and lean forward to grab one of the chain shirt. The panther turn her large head to look at the elf, waiting commands.

[Language unknown: "Wete me, I iore lape n illost manivereaart."] He says, as if the cat was waiting a response. He extend the chain mail and put it on top of Rani neck, letting the mail drop a bit on her neck and shoulders.

Yes, that could do. It would need a few days of work...maybe even a week or more but he could probably rework that mail to make a makeshift collar covering Rani's neck and shoulders. Could be useful for those time where battle appear inevitable.



OOC: Marik doesn't know a lot about dwarven metallurgy but can he tell if it's some material other than iron? Or if the metal has been infused with magic?

Filimena wanders through the room for a while, her fingers dancing above the variety of weapons laid out in it, not quite touching them, as if she were playing them like some imaginary keyboard instrument. Then, getting tired of this, she wanders over the dragonborn, and assists him in searching the room for another portal.

OOC: FIlimena helps Raszire =P

Raszire - roll perception w/ advantage!

13:29, Today: Raszire Toumash rolled 23,14 using D20+3,D20+3 with rolls of 20,11.  Perception w/ Advantage.

To the elf's eye all the armor seems of fine dwarf steel, though he can't be sure which, if any, have been embed with magics.

OOC: Marik - there is a reason the Detect Magic and Identify spells exist ;)

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Between Raszire and Filimena the pair locate a secret door in the south-west corner of the room.

Updated MAP

Nodding to Filimena, Raszire signals the others that they have found a door. "Leaning his head against it he listens for any sounds that may be coming from the other side. He then checks to see if there mat possibly be a trap.

13:51, Today: Raszire Toumash rolled 14 using 1d20+3 with rolls of 11.  Perception looking for traps.

13:50, Today: Raszire Toumash rolled 14 using 1d20+3 with rolls of 11.  Peception Listen.

OOC: Alrighty! :P Just wanted to see if magical items had some obvious properties in Collabris, like being in much better condition than normal weapons, having runes glowing or a faint aura about them. In my home group, I usually let my players know there is something different about items touched by the supernatural, but they need Identify or Detect Magic to specify which kind of enchantment. Don't worry though, I'm perfectly fine with magical things being unremarkable from mundane items to the untrained eye in Collabris if that's the case. It gives a additional level of surprise :D


Satisfied by what he see, Marik take the two chain shirt and stuff them in Rani's bag. While Raszire and Filimena team up to inspect the walls, he takes a moment to survey the rest of the items, see if any shows distinctives markings like the presence of runes or a level of condition that would be abnormal for weapons and armor of that age. He feels pretty confident he could tell if a weapon or piece of armor appeared to be forged with a level of care and craftmanship superior to what would be given to common soldiers.


OOC: Marik rolled 23 for a Investigation check if applicable
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Marik doesn't think any of the arms nor armor are superior to any of the others.

Looking over the door Raszire finds no sign of traps and can hear nothing thru the door, though that might have to do with the thickness of the door more so than what lies beyond.

Finishing his inspection, Marik guide Rani to join Raszire and Filimena.

"Shall we?"

OOC: Assuming y'all are going in

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An oppressive warmth assaults the group as the door opens.  The room beyond the door is unpleasantly hot and filled with the stench of hot metal and ash.  A blazing forge dominates the east wall, flanked by malachite caryatids depicting dwarven metalsmiths.  In front of the hearth rests a ten-foot-wide, twenty-foot-long slab of gray stone surmounted by two black anvils.  Barrels of water and metalsmithing tools rest nearby.  Two cylindrical iron cages, each one five foot tall and two feet wide, dangle from the ceiling by iron chains.  The bottoms of the cages hang five feet above the floor, and the giant fire beetles locked within them shed a lurid orange glow.  Atop the slab, a female dwarf and three goblins hammer away at a pair of newly forged javelins while two halflings  sit on the floor nearby, linking together tiny chains for what will ultimately become a suit of armor.  The dwarf and halflings have manacles binding their ankles.

quote:

Stepping forward, Filimena casts Mage Hand and attempts to open this portal the way she did the others. Part way through, she decides on a whim to try replicating the weird, smokey tentacle that had appeared previously, grimacing, not sure at all it would work.

Obviously, posted this before refreshing the page and noticing there was a new reply. Keeping it here for posterity, but I guess it can be ignored? Or just taken as something that happened earlier.
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Seeing the manacled dwarf, the hafling and the three goblins, Marik pick up his bow and turn the head to the others. He point the goblins and mimic a talking head with his hand.


Knowing it's only a matter of time before the goblins see them, he tap the panther head exactly four times. The big cat start growling very lowly and then louder and louder, until the growling slowly make itself heard above the hammering sound.

As this happen, Marik has his bow drawn and aimed directly at the goblin right next the female dwarf. When he gets the goblins attention, Marik speak loudly.

"Stop. One move. You die."" "[Language unknown: Te blefo, adla nolat]".


OOC: Marik ready his action to attack if one of the Goblin move. 
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The goblins look up confused, and one of them call out [Language unknown: "LARATI-ROMVER!"] in some strange language.

You can hear the movement of armored individuals from the southern end of the room as four hobgoblins pop out from around a corner and loose arrow upon Marik. They retreat after they fire upon the elf.

OOC:
11:04, Today: DM5 rolled 3,20 using d20,d20 with rolls of 3,20.  Initiative  - Party vs Goblins + !
11:07, Today: Hobgoblin rolled 22,6,11,9,12,3,7,4 using d20+3, d8+1, d20+3, d8+1, d20+3, d8+1, d20+3, d8+1 with rolls of 19,5,8,8,9,2,4,3.  Attacks on Marik x4!

Marik - 1 hit for 6 damage
Battle map time!
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Seeing the enslaved dwarfess, Omaron lurches into action. A small pyramidal totem grows from the ground between the door and the smithing slab, thorny vines growing in all directions in moments. As he moves straight into the room, Omaron calls to the dwarf, [Language unknown: "And in m anywerresart, sech"]."

He utters a breathy incantation, and a powerful blast of wind rushes around him. The torrent blows away the unattended items on the table, and pushes at the goblins. As the wind hits the forge, the flames flare momentarily then diminish slightly as the gust continues, stoking the embers to white-hot temperatures.

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Dice Rolls

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Action: Cast Gust of Wind to push the two Northmost goblins toward the forge fire (Str DC 14 or be pushed 15'. Hoping my warning gives the dwarf enough time to get advantage.  *big, shiny kitty eyes*)
Move Action: Move to make the most of Gust of Wind
Bonus Action: Drop thorn totem 10' into the room

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HP: 16/26 AC 19
Buffs/Debuffs: Aura of Stoneshield (allies gain +1 AC w/in 10')
Conditions:
Spells/Totem Duration: 1/3 Spell Slots, Thorns Totem 3/3 (Enemies treat 10' radius as difficult terrain)

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Not quite expecting the sudden arrival from the hobgblins, Marik is caught off guard by the sudden hail of arrows raining down in his direction and, instead of firing on the goblin, duck on his saddle. He feel one on the projectile scratch him, leaving a small line of red passing from his shoulder to the back of his neck.


[Language unknown: "At, eve armito!" ]

The panther roar and run to crouch behind the large piece of gray stone, a few feet from the fire beetle cage. Marik avert his gaze from the fiery-red beetle. It can't bite them, he thinks, it's in a cage. He tries especially not to think of the hearth, of which he feels the burning heat.

His bow drawn, Marik see the line of hobgoblins and aim in their direction. Until suddenly, Omaron shout something and a gust of wind make the fire ROAR, reaching a enormous height. He release the arrow in surprise, the shot going vaguely in the direction of the hobgoblin. Releasing numerous curse in elven, he duck on Rani back, hoping the cover from the gray stone table will be sufficient. He drop his bow and reach for his sword and shield.

OOC: I'm aware that my AC will still be 16 (17 with Omaron) until my next turn since the change of weapon isn't immediate.
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Raszire readies his shield and mace making a move to engage the hobgoblins. When with in range he stops and releases his breath weapon on the hobgoblins.

OOC: 5 by 30ft line. DC 13 Dexterity save for 2d6 fire on failed
save, half on success

20:57, Today: Raszire Toumash rolled 5 using 2d6 with rolls of 2,3.  Breath Weapon.

Surprised to find a room so crowded, Filimena takes a moment to react, but quickly remembers herself and motions at one of the goblins, sending a Eldritch blast hurtling towards it.

OOC: That's 21 to hit, doing 7 damage, aiming at the southernmost goblin, i.e. the one not targeted by Omaron's Gust of Wind.

14:28, Today: Filimena the Gentle rolled 21,7 using d20+7,d10+5, rerolling ones with rolls of 14,2.  Eldritch blast w/ Agonising Blast.

OOC: The map should be editible so please show your intended area effects on the  battle map so I can figure out what's going on.

I added a line for Raszire plus a cone and totem for Omaron but want to make sure they are in the right locations

OOC: I edited the line to try and show what I was attempting. If that is not workable let me know.
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OOC: Moved Filimena a tiny bit too, just to get the angle on the shot

OOC:
Moved my portrait, and changed the cone to a 10' wide line, as that's the spell effect.

Filimena's arcane energy slam into far goblin sending it sprawling to the floor and from the amount of blood leaving it's body ... it won't be getting back up.

As Omaron's magic blasts the pair of goblins and older dwarf, the trio spill backwards! One of the goblins lands in the fire! The dwarf slams into the goblin and he too spill into the fire!

OOC: 08:54, Today: Goblin rolled 12,11 using d20-1,d20-1 with rolls of 13,12.  Gust of Wind - DC 14 Str.
09:00, Today: DM5 rolled 6 using 1d20+1 with rolls of 5.  Gust of Wind - DC 14 Str.

09:02, Today: DM5 rolled 3 using 1d8 with rolls of 3.  Fire Damage.
No more goblins... [Private to GM: G1 0/7 G2 0/7 G3 0/7]

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Two of the hobgoblin manage to get out of the way of most of Raszire's fire breath! The remaining pair draw longswords and move to attack the dragon born while those that were singed stay back and rain arrows down on the other party members before retreating to cover.

OOC: 14:35, Tue 17 Apr: Hobgoblin rolled 20,14,5,13 using d20+1,d20+1,d20+1,d20+1 with rolls of 19,13,4,12.  Dex Save vs 13.
10:40, Today: Hobgoblin rolled 20,5,9,6,4,8 using d20+3,1d8+1,2d6,d20+3,1d8+1,2d6 with rolls of 17,4,5,4,3,3,5,3.  Attack vs Raszire x2!
10:42, Today: Hobgoblin rolled 12,4 using d20+3,1d8+1 with rolls of 9,3.  Attack vs Filimena.
10:43, Today: Hobgoblin rolled 17,9 using d20+3,1d8+1 with rolls of 14,8.  Attack vs Marik.

Raszire - 20 to hit for 14 damage
Battle Map

[Private to GM: H1 9/11 H2 9/11 H3 6/11 H4 6/11]

[Language unknown: "LE! conne st tr .... Eefowe?"] curses the elf, as another arrow fly by and graze his forehead, leaving a red line of blood spilling out of the wound. Marik peek out the head to look at the battlefied, see a large pool of blood coming out of a goblin on the floor and two other screaming and writhing as the large flames of the heart quickly consume their flesh.


"Don't think of it. Don't think of it, Don't..." he repeat to himself as he think of what to do, sweating in fear. He was about to tell Rani to charge the goblins, but since they don't appear to be a problem, better to focus on the larger threats. He heard one groaning on pain on the far back. Maybe he could take him down.

He interrupt his movement, put down the sword and shield and take back his bow. He see one hobgoblin on the far back. He aim, distracted by the blood dripping over his left eye and shot quickly, before ducking back behind the table. He tries to make himself even smaller this time. He don't think his shot find it's mark.

OOC: Marik rolled 15 for his shot. In the unlikely event these hobgobbos would be less armored than the rest, the shot would do 6 piercing damage and 11 poison.
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Seeing her goblin splattered against the ground Filimena grins evilly and steps sideways across the room to send another Eldritch Blast hurtling towards the same hobgoblin she sees the elf aiming his bow at, cursing as it a stray spark from the fire lands on her nose and causes her to miss by an embarrassingly wide margin.

10:23, Today: Filimena the Gentle rolled 9,6 using d20+6,d10+4, rerolling ones with rolls of 3,{1}2.  Eldritch blast w/ Agonising Blast.

Razsire attacks the hobgoblin on his right.

21:19, Today: Raszire Toumash rolled 13,8 using d20+6,d6+3 with rolls of 7,5.

Omaron skirts the melee taking place before him, staying out of the reach of both hobgoblins. He rushes forward, menacing the hobgoblin archers with his axe. As he moves into the second portion of the forge, the spectral thorn totem disappears from its first position and pops up just south of the hand to hand fight.


OOC:
Move and Dash to threaten the archers. I can just barely make it. Bonus action to move and refresh the totem.

OOC: Hobgoblins are AC 18.

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The Hobgoblin press what little advantage they have versus the party, that being their martial prowess!

12:38, Today: Hobgoblin rolled 21,9,5,17,4,3 using d20+3,1d8+1,2d6,d20+3,1d8+1,2d6 with rolls of 18,8,2,3,14,3,1,2.  Attack vs Omaron x2!

12:39, Today: Hobgoblin rolled 23,5,10,8,3,9 using d20+3,1d8+1,2d6,d20+3,1d8+1,2d6 with rolls of 20,4,4,6,5,2,4,5.  Attack vs Raszire x2!
12:39, Today: Hobgoblin rolled 6,8 using 1d8,2d6 with rolls of 6,6,2.  Crit Damage.

Omaron - 21 to hit for 14 dmg, 17 to hit for 7 dmg
Raszire - 23 to hit for 29 dmg

Battle Map

[Private to GM: H1 9/11 H2 9/11 H3 6/11 H4 6/11]
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Filimena sends another Eldritch Blast towards one of the hobgoblins, this time barely missing. Not good. Not good, she thinks.

08:12, Today: Filimena the Gentle rolled 14,15 using d20+7,d10+5 with rolls of 7,10.  Eldritch Blast w/ Agonising Blast.

Marik hears a groan. The dragonborn just took a nasty hit and is about to fall. This is not looking good. The creatures will probably attack him or the hostages now. He need to take the initative and engage them on his own terms.


[Language unknown: "Be na noho. Ee atma i niles intortrom poaisswh waulpome."] He see Omaron has put up another of his totem-like spell a little further.


[Language unknown: "Nese la, Tr. Ou er ngad endiet men."]. The panther roars and climb on the gray stone table, running to the other side. While passing by, Marik fire an arrow on the hobgoblin who injured Raszire. The projectile get past the chain mail and get firmly stuck in the creature shoulder.


The panther leap to cross the rest of the distance and land behind the hobgoblins, into Omaron thorn totem influence. He quickly transition from his bow to his sword and shield, slamming the blade on the wooden shield to draw the creatures attention. Hopefully, the sight of a giant roaring cat and a angry elf will make them forget about the little halfling in the corner and the hostages.



OOC: Marik rolled 22 for a attack with his bow. Does 6 piercing damage and 5 poison damage (CON save DC 11 for Half).

OOC: Marik use a bonus action to transition from his bow to sword and board, hopefully bringing his AC to 19 with Omaron totem.


EDIT: Sorry, got Omaron powers mixed up. AC will be 18 unless Omaron can move inside the thorn totem circle.
This message was last edited by the player at 17:50, Tue 24 Apr 2018.

Omaron grits his teeth as the first hobgoblin strikes through his defenses. His shield deftly blocks the second attack, but dwarf blood splatters the ground around his boots. His axe lashes out slicing viciously into the same enemy that had hurt him. Suddenly, the gust of wind blasts into the face of both hobgoblins, tearing at their clothing and pushing at their bodies.

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08:47, Today: Omaron Stonehammer rolled 11 using 2d8+3 with rolls of 3,5.  Axe crit.
08:47, Today: Omaron Stonehammer rolled 25 using 1d20+5 with rolls of 20.  Axe att.
08:46, Today: Omaron Stonehammer rolled 18 using 1d20 with rolls of 18.  Concentration DC 10.

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Action: Attack (Hit- 25 CRIT!!!  Dmg- 11)
Move Action: If they fail their save against the gust of wind, I'll move into the thorns totem.
Bonus Action: Move the blast of wind the push the hobgoblins (Str DC 14 or be pushed 15')

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HP: 2/26 AC 19
Buffs/Debuffs: Aura of Stoneshield (allies gain +1 AC w/in 10')
Conditions:
Spells/Totem Duration: 1/3 Spell Slots, Thorns Totem 2/3

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The hobgoblin doesn't seem as phased by the poisioned arrow as much as the arrow itself. The pair turn and assault the elf with their swords but only one manages get past Marik's armor!

09:29, Today: Hobgoblin rolled 19 using 1d20+3 with rolls of 16.  Con save vs poison DC 11.
09:59, Today: Hobgoblin rolled 14,4,11,18,7,10 using d20+3,1d8+1,2d6,d20+3,1d8+1,2d6 with rolls of 11,3,5,6,15,6,6,4.  Attack vs Marik  x2!

Marik - One hit for 17 damage

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Omaron's axe bites hard into the hobgoblin sending it splaying to the floor with it's guts spill out onto the dark malachite. The other hobgoblin is sent sputtering towards the door at the southern end of the room which he runs out of ...

09:58, Today: Hobgoblin rolled 5 using 1d20+1 with rolls of 4.  Strength vs DC 15.
Battle Map

[Private to GM: H1 1/11 H2 8/11 H3 -/11 H4 6/11]
This message was last edited by the player at 18:57, Fri 27 Apr 2018.

Raszire contines to bleed.

13:05, Today: Raszire Toumash rolled 8 using 1d20 with rolls of 8.  Death Save Turn 1.

FAILED

Omaron moves to the rear of the poisoned hobgoblin, his axe lashing out again. The axe cuts a brutal swath into the creature, though the armor turns the heavy blade before it eviscerates the goblinoid.

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11:06, Today: Omaron Stonehammer rolled 8 using 2d8+3 with rolls of 4,1.  Axe dmg CRIT.
11:05, Today: Omaron Stonehammer rolled 25 using 1d20+5 with rolls of 20.  Axe attack.

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Action:
Move Action:
Bonus Action:

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HP: 2/26 AC 19
Buffs/Debuffs: Aura of Stoneshield (allies gain +1 AC w/in 10')
Conditions:
Spells/Totem Duration: 1/3 Spell Slots, Thorns Totem 1/3

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That was close...Marik saw the blade rushing toward him and slightly deviate at the very last second to hit his shield...He doesn't quite know how to explain it, but it seems the spirits smiled on him that day.


As the hobgoblin try to lift his guard again, Marik see his opening and trust his elven blade at the creature face. The tip of the blade soon become red with blood.


OOC: Marik rolled 23 to hit and does 8 point of piercing damage

The two remaining hobgoblins parish to the onslaught!

OOC: DEAD and dead

As he see the enemy fall, Marik is about to breathe in relief when his eyes catch Raszire bleeding out of the floor.


"Oh, dear...Rani, down now!" He says, as the panther approach the fallen dragonborn and lower him down. Marik drop his bloody blade and shield on the floor and rushes to take out his healing herbs.


OOC: Marik use a healing kit on Raszire.

Map

As Marik is working on Raszire, he respond in a broken Common to the halfling standing right next to them.


"Others?..." He curses under his breath. "Can.. us...hide somewhere?" he says as he point to him, Omaron and Raszire. "Where...go?"


Holding the healing herbs on one hand, he use the other to slap the Dragonborn large scaly head

"Come, Raszire. Wake!"
This message was last edited by the player at 19:29, Fri 27 Apr 2018.

Filimena turns to the elf. "Perhaps we should retreat quickly for now," she says. "If what she's saying is true, the last thing we want now is more company. We could head to the room with the Grell, and hide up in the balcony. Unless you know a better place." She speaks the final sentence to the halfling.
This message was last edited by the player at 15:28, Sat 28 Apr 2018.

"Auction day?" Omaron asks. "Are there children among those to be sold? The way we came is safe, now. We should probably escort you three back to the lift, just in case."

"They know this place better than us...Can't hide...Need to keep moving fast to keep them guessing." Marik says as he look at the entrance where the hobgoblin ran. "They will come soon..." he turn to the Omaron "...We go back with them and branch out at the ogre lair...". No that Raszire appear stabilised, Marik get back on his feet and climb on Rani saddle one more.

"Go...Go now!" says Marik, as he signals Rani and the others to go back the way they came by the secret passage.


OOC: If Raszire hasn't woken up yet, Rani will take him on her back, groan under the weight, and start running.

OOC: With her smaller legs Filimena is not exactly a fast runner, but she will try to move ahead of the group, Mage Handing away any obstacles that may slow them down.

OOC: so WHERE is the group heading? Back to the ogre lair? back to Jzadirune?

Omaron watches the southern door while speaking to the halfling, "Do they use other methods of travel aside from the lift?" He cocks his head, and glances over his shoulder at her. How were you brought here? And please forgive our manners, what is your name? I am Omaron Stonehammer, windspeaker and earthwalker."

Map

Maple? What kind of name is that? Filimena thinks to herself, pausing before the group. "We have to head back up, quick," she says.

OOC: I think back up to Jzardirune for now. Right? Oops.

"And do what? Wait for them to climb up and play a game of panther and rabbit with them in the walls of Jzadirune?" ask Marik with snark, as they head back to the ogre lair. He pause... his expression changing as he think. "Yes...Maybe that could work...If you hide upstair in shadows...I could make them run...Lead the [Language unknown: sonhatlinecttho] out of the settlement while you sneak in...
This message was last edited by the player at 01:19, Sat 05 May 2018.

Filimena swallows. She's not so sure she likes that idea. "And what of the dragonborn?" she asks? "It's going to be sneaking around with him out. Not to mention it might benefit us to speak to them" - and here she motions at the halflings and the dwarf - "to learn what we're up against, figure out a strategy. The balconies in the last large chamber we were in might be a good place to hide. If we're quiet enough they might pass right under us. And if we're not, there's only a single stair up. That should make it relatively defensible."

"My worry is that the auction will conclude while we tarry," Omaron says. He takes stock of the wear and tear on the party. "On the other hand, I don't think we are currently able to mount much of a rescue. I can heal somewhat of Raszire's wounds, though I will be bereft of the spirit's gifts until I can center myself once more. Perhaps we can leave trace of our egress to Jzaridune above and seek refuge in an unused room nearby?"

"If there is army in there, we need more than stealth... need reinforcements. And Titan's Gate need to know... warband of hobgoblins that could enter the city at any time by the portal at Ghelve's...If we stay here and these things catch us, nobody in Titan's Gate will know what happened here."

He pause, before adding.

"I say we leave the settlement and escort them (he point at Maple and the two others prisoners) back to Titan's Gate, just to make sure they won't be eaten by Dragon on the way back. Without them, nobody will believe stories of what happened here. If church or city are serious about stopping kidnappings, they will send guards or give us means to carry real rescue later in the day before the end of auction...At very least, heal our wounds...Seems to me better and faster option than hiding here and lick wounds while they search us. "

"Returning to Titan's Gate may be the best option for us, considering the force we have thus encountered," Omaron sighs, running a hand down his face. "I can entreat the spirits favor over a short period of meditation, but I fear we have few resources left us, collectively. Unless this auction is going to last for a long while, we need aid."

Map

"Twenty hobgoblins...of which we should have killed about half if I counted correctly. So not exactly a army. It is still a lot, but it could be feasible with a good plan and some stealth." Marik think, getting calmer by the second and taking more time to think of his words.

"We need to think this through in peace. Let's follow Filimena advice and go back up for the time being. I recall there was a room with some sort of invisibility spell... You know the one where Raszire kept disapearing while walking around. We could hide there and evaluate our options while we gather our strenght. Omaron, could you still extend that soothing aura like you did earlier?"
This message was lightly edited by the player at 19:10, Mon 07 May 2018.

"I can indeed," Omaron begins. "Though it will merely allow us to recuperate in moments what would normally take an hour to refresh. If we are seeking refuge, it will offer no more succor then a short break would. Maple, do these auctions happen often since you've been here? Do they take long periods of time to conclude?" As he speaks, an etheral, mist-like rain seems to fall in a short distance around him. Those that stand within the mist feel refreshed, their spirits boosted and their pains seem lessened. "The ambush room would be a fairly decent position to rest up, if we have the time to do so before the auction ends. This is probably the last chance to rescue those who have been taken."


OOC:
Soothing aura allows anyone within 10' to spend hit dice as though during a short rest. No other benefits are gained. Let's move toward the invisibility room while we talk, yes?

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