Night came and went with all the peaceful sleep of a military fortress under constant vigilance.  As planned the group met, ready to get under way.  Final supplies were gathered (GM: Just let me know what you feel like purchasing.) and the group passed through the massive stone gates of Bargal Dulg.

For a while it was difficult to tell where exactly Unbular lands ended and Midrath Koar began.  The swampy lowlands that surround the fortress already make for slow going, but eventually dry ground begins to rise up out of the swamp like some massive ocean beast breaching.  Dark, twisted trees, most more than a millenia old, thicken to a point where the sky can no longer be seen.  They make for a great hand hold as the land becomes even steeper.

Not more than seventy five feet above the lowlands, the ground levels out.  Bargal Dulg cannot be seen trough the growth.  All is quiet.  The air is thick, cloying even.  Except for the gnarled trees, it is as if nothing lives within the forest.  Only the fact that the humans can see the faint, humidity-laden haze indicates that it is day time.  Keeping track of time will be nearly impossible by simply looking at the sun.

The group stops a moment to take stock of their new surroundings and to consider a marching order.

She looks around at everyone, then at her surroundings to get her bearings.

"We should really get an order on things, just in case something happens.  I don't mind scouting ahead but I need to know which way we are going.  These trees make for a good surprise situation."

She unlimbers her bow and nocks an arrow.

"Is there anyone else that has any suggestions?"

she then looks around the group waiting for a reply.

 Taking the long view at the distant group of trees ahead, he has to frown at the possiblity of an ambush already.

 Lady i trust your skills in these wild lands and place my faith that few can surprise you.  As for order i will place myself at the groups desire and will ride where it will best serve all.

 Shifting a buckle slightly he glances to the others before looking back at Genovia, Why not just follow the road for now until we reach our campsite for the night, then we might fine tune our search down a bit?.

"So.  All you visionaries.  Anyone know what direction we should be heading in?  We should probably determine that before we decide what order we are going to die in."  He guffaws roughly at his own joke.  "Besides, I'm the likely choice to lead since I can take hit better'n any of you."

"Don't write the rest of us off so soon, Grondor," Kiro chuckled, as he took up a place at the back as rear guard. He could hold his own in a fight, but he doubted he could best Grondor.

He only knew the general area of the bones - enough to get them close. He waited to see if the visionaries knew anything better.

After about fifteen minutes of conversation, the group pieces together clues from rumors, visions, and local gossip from Bargal Dulg.  A few Unbular had actually seen the skeleton from afar, but could not say for certain if it was bones or just a strange assortment of rocks.  The information culminates in the conclusion that the cave is somewhere relatively close to the edge of the wildlands.  Closer to the center of the Koar is too dangerous for even the most battle-hardened warrior.  After some consideration, it is Vertium's dream of Addiyr that suggests taking the northern route around the edge is the more likely choice over the southern route.

Marching Order
Grondor
Genovia
Vertium
Tyler
Kiro

GM:  If I need to change this order for any reason, please PM me.

The trees remain thick but only above.  There is plenty of room for two or three to pass between the trunks.  It is still eerily quiet and still.  Only a few bugs crawl through the dirt among the roots.

Then there is a faint yipping sound from up ahead.  None can see through the trees to what it may be but the sound is far enough away that time can be taken to scout it out for any who have the skill and the will.

Genovia disappears into the trees to scout.  When she returns she shakes her head.  "It's not good.  There are nearly twenty of these small, reptilian creatures ahead.  They aren't more than three and half or four feet tall.  There armor is primitive leather and their weapons are simple spears and other wooden impliments."  The girl plops down on a fallen limb and lays her wicked black bow over her legs.  She looks each member of the group in the eye as she continues.  "They have a fire built, a cooking fire, and they have a prisoner.  An Anthros.  He looks young, but I can't say for sure.  I've only ever met two other of that race."

Grondor emits a low growl.  It almost sounds like he is irritated rather than concerned.  "They are called kobolds.  Vermin.  They are as likely as not to eat that Anthros."  He looks around at the group as if taking their measure.  "We can easily take that many with surprise on our side.  Kill enough of them quickly and the rest will run."

 He was not a man of war and had not training in that field of knowledge so he would leave that to those who had trained in combat and such things.

 Umm, any chance to free the prisoner before combat begins?, they have enough there to perhaps kill the prisoner before we could fight our way thru to him or her as it may be. If someone could free the prisoner while some of us created a distraction?.

Vertium is curious about their situation. He tries to determine the best solution to their problem. Vertium also tries to remember what he knew about Kobolts.

" This is an interesting situation we have... I would agree that we do not want the prisoner to come to harm. However, can we be sure that the Anthros did not commit a crime to warrant an arrest?"

He wispers something to Grondor.

[Private to Grondor Swordstorm: "You should know that we are being followed. I am telling you, since you have the most experience within the group. So, you are the one who is best suited to decide what should be done about the situation. Whoever it is, he or she is very good at what they do.

OoC: I take 10 on the wisper spell. I also take 10 on relevent knowledge(Kobolts) making it a total of 21.]

"Kobolds do not have the social structure to take a criminal captive.  If they caught the Anthros stealing or murdering they would either try to kill him or flee.  He is undoubtedly in need of rescue, and soon."  The fighter looks around then heads into the trees.

The group moves forward toward the kobold camp.  Grondor turns and looks at Vertium but only nods and smiles.  [Private to Vertium Thrusius: [Insight]It is likely he has noticed as well and does not consider her a threat.]

When the group is almost in position there is a sudden roar in the midst of the camp and a squeal of terror from more than twenty kobold throats.

[Private to Frostskin: From your vantage point you see an Ettin giant appear at the edge of the camp and roar.  It moves toward the center of camp and the Anthros prisoner.  The Invar sneaking in does not seem surprised and uses the distraction to try and get closer to the prisoner.]

[Private to Flynn Darktreader; Kahmaul Quddus: Flynn moves into position.  Kahmaul uses the card at the edge of camp and the Ettin illusion rumbles into the midst of the camp.  Kobolds scatter everywhere screaming and Flynn has a direct line to the prisoner.]
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looks to the group in surprise
"What was that?  Maybe we had better hurry up and check it out."

 Fearing that they may be too late to rescue the victium for being killed or that the victium has broken free and is in the process of paying the kobalds back.

 Breaking into a run forward so as not to risk the horse, he slips his mace into his hand on the off chance they would have to fight.

As a group you break into a run, darting through the trees as quickly as possible.  At the edge of a clearing where the kobolds are camped you all pull up short greeted by a very strange scene indeed.

An Ettin giant has stumbled into the kobold camp and is tromping around, roaring and generally scaring all of the kobolds.  The little reptiles are screaming and fleeing from the massive form without thought of fighting back.  A good number of them are fleeing right for you.  They draw weapons, so mad to escape they would rather face you than head back toward the giant.

There is no time at the moment to determine the location of the prisoner.

[Private to Kahmaul Quddus: You see the others enter the clearing from the other side just before you {Kahmaul} step out if that is what you intend to do.  Flynn might need the help if the kobolds ever realize its an illusion and you would be more effective beside him than where you are now.

Post your actions in this thread as you are tentatively attached to the group now and they can see what you will do in the clearing.]

[Private to Frostskin: You see the others arrive, but they don't seem to see you.  Feel free to take out as many kobolds as you want from hiding. :)

There is also a large Anthros hiding at the fringe watching all the commotion.  He looks like he is with the Invar helping with the rescue.]

"FOR THE GLORY OF QINAH!" Grondor roars and starts mowing down kobolds.  Two die in the first swing, cloven in half by the great sword.

Another kobold goes down further into the camp a little bit to the west of the group.  The way it stumbled backward it looks like some kind of missile hit it.

[Private to Vertium Thrusius: [Insight] Your shadowing friend is perhaps helping out?]

[Private to Frostskin: This is you.]

Vertium decided to summon a Celestial Giant Fire Beatle to protect his allies from the Kobolts' attacks. Once it was summoned, he sent it forwards to attack the Kobolts.

Vertium hoped that the creature would act as a decoy and that their lizard-like opponents would charge the creature rather than himself and the rest of the party.

Kiro froze for a moment. His mind had gone over images of battle- real battle - so many times...but seeing it now...it was nothing like he imagined.

In a haze, he removed the piece of leather protecting the tip of his spear. His body moved of it's own accord, thrusting the point towards one of the kobolds that slipped past the Fire Bug. His grip was solid and his aim true.

He was expecting the jolt to be solid, like a hammer on an anvil. Instead, it was more like pushing his hand through a gelatin. His stomach wanted to heave, but he kept his breakfast down.

[Private to GM: I suppose it's freeformish battle now. I expect that when diced time comes around you'll tell us.]

 With a grunt he knocked one of the kobalds down with his shield more interested in keeping himself alive then stopping the creatures from leaving the large creature.

Emerging from the brush from what seems like nowhere a slender Invar slips his dagger into the gut of one of the fleeing Kobolds. He pushes the Druid back in the hopes the young Anthros would get the hint to flee while they had the chance.

Flynn cursed at the sudden emergence of people upon the well made plan. Instead of causing the kobolds to flee, these idiots were causing the little creatures to remain and fight, and soon they would see through the illusion. Having freed the druid Flynn calls forward across the camp, "Kahmaul... The plan seems to be misfiring!"

[Private to GM: Attack: 18 vs. Flat footed (can't take ten to save his life)
7 damage all together]

A lumbering Anthros emerges from the shrubbery across the clearing, from where the ettin first appeared, his fists sparking as he crushes the first kobold on his path. He slams through the throng towards his ally calling out, "Change of plans... I think we have reinforcements! Flynn retreat back and protect the Druid. I'll help these ones put these creatures down."

From behind the new Anthros out of the trees an arrow zips out and takes another kobald in the gut.  The creature falls to the ground dying a slow, painful death that is inexorable.

[Private to Frostskin: You are able to see from your vantage point a small slender figure in the shadows, a bow in hand.  There is too much commotion and to little light to make out details, but something seems familiar in the confident stance and graceful move to draw the next arrow.]

There is a strange humming thrum as Genovia releases an arrow from her wicked bow.  The missile punches through one kobold and skitters across the armor of a second doing no real damage.

The battle engages in earnest, the surprised kobolds begin to rally.  Most still flee from the Ettin roaring near the new Anthros warrior but neither he nor the Invar now urging the young captive to flee pay any attention to it.

GM:  Larger group must roll Will Saves.  All roll initiatives.

Near a third of the kobolds have fallen but the rest, still confused and preoccupied do not seem to know or care.  They begin to attack any non-kobolds near them, but only a few manage and none are successful against the heavier armor and skill of their foes.

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*Name            Init    AC/DR     HP/HP    Notes
Grondor                 19/--     39/39
unknown                 17/--      7/ 7    [Private to Frostskin: Frostskin]
Vertium                 15/--      5/ 5
C. Beetle
Kiro                    18/--      8/ 8
Tyler                   18/--     30/30
Flynn                   17/--      8/ 8
Kahmaul                 18/--     14/14
unknown                 12/--      6/ 6    [Private to Kahmaul Quddus: Dathnaea]
Genovia                 18/--     18/18

kobold1                 ??/??     DEAD
kobold2                 ??/??     DEAD
kobold3                 ??/??     DEAD
kobold4                 ??/??     DEAD
kobold5                 ??/??     KNOCKED DOWN
kobold6                 ??/??     DEAD
kobold7                 ??/??     DEAD
kobold8                 ??/??     DEAD
kobold9                 ??/??     DEAD
kobold10                ??/??     ??/??
kobold11                ??/??     ??/??
kobold12                ??/??     ??/??
kobold13                ??/??     ??/??
kobold14                ??/??     ??/??
kobold15                ??/??     ??/??
kobold16                ??/??     ??/??
kobold17                ??/??     ??/??
kobold18                ??/??     ??/??
kobold19                ??/??     ??/??
kobold20                ??/??     ??/??
kobold21                ??/??     ??/??
kobold22                ??/??     ??/??

Ettin                   ??/??     ??/??
*Listed now in order of last posting.  Does not reflect initiative.

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Looking at the others and noting that the battle was well underway and on an upswing Flynn decides that Kahmaul's advice is sound. He makes his way to a retreated position and removes himself from combat if he can. Let the heavy lifting be done by Kahmaul and this new group of people...

[Private to GM: Flynn is going to retreat out. Can he take ten on the stealth retreat?]

Upon setting the creature onto the Kobolts, Vertium decides to retreat out of the way from the frienzied creatures. Combat wasn't his strong suit, especially where melee was concerned and the young wizard didn't want to die needlessly.


[Private to GM:
OoC: I take 10 for both those rolls. Giving me 16 Initiative and 16 Will save.]

[Private to GM: 21:50, Today: Secret Roll: Kiro Latroony rolled 21 using 1d20+1. Initiative.
21:49, Today: Secret Roll: Kiro Latroony rolled 23 using 1d20+4. Will Save*.
 *= +another 2 for spell like ability/spell, not added in. Since I think it's for the illusion, I don't think it applies(?)

Seem to have a good deal of luck for rolls in all my games today, hehe. ]

Kiro hung near the center of the group, planning to intercept any of the little creatures that were able to worm their way past Grondor to get to the Invar or the arrow slinging human.

((PMed save/init.))

Another arrow flies from the shadows on the Northeastern side of the camp, but finds no target other than the cooking fire.

[Private to Kahmaul Quddus: Dathnaea]
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Another kobold falls to the mighty sword of the Unbular hobgoblin.

Genovia knocks and pulls then releases another arrow.  Again it punches through a kobold, which is dead before it hits the ground.

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01:52, Today: Genovia Swiftfoot, rolled 8 using 1d8. dmg vs. kobold.
01:52, Today: Genovia Swiftfoot, rolled 16 using 1d20+6. atk vs. kobold.

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 He made no claim of military skills other then having read about battles in the past but as he watched he could see the kobalds seemed to have recovered somewhat from the frightning image.

 Umm, it sure looks like these kobalds are trying to organize themselves to me. Might we want to do the same?.

 He shifts over to behind the groups fighters and got ready to provide healing if might be needed.

The Anthros lets out a gutteral growl as he smashes his fist into yet another of the reptilian monsters. If they were organizing themselves, the kobolds were probably going to mount a retreat, and that was not something that Kahmaul wanted with the battle swinging in their favor. He calls out to the human who spoke of organization, "Sound strategy. Have any of your ranged company fall back... I think those suited for melee will be able to form up and manage for themselves and provide cover for the rest of your men as well as my own."

Kahmaul shift to stand nearer to the Hobgoblin sword wielder and the young Kradok. His massive form extending a reach that begs the reptilian foes to try and pass him. He smiles fiercely at the fighters and shouts above the sounds of battle, "Good to have company on this... I appreciate the aid, not many would risk themselves for another, it speaks highly of your character."
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Once she is able to see a kobold fleeing or if it is alone, Frostskin will attack with her short sword.  Doing so takes her out into the open allowing everyone else to see her.  The slash catches the little vermin only a glancing blow.

[Private to GM:
04:24, Today: Secret Roll: Frostskin rolled 23 using 1d20+4. Initiative.
11:56, Today: Secret Roll: Frostskin rolled 19 using 1d20. Short sword vs. kobold22.
11:57, Today: Secret Roll: Frostskin rolled 1 using 1d6. Damage vs. kobold22.
]

Order of Events
Frostskin attacks with her short sword doing 1 point of damage to kobold22.
Kiro positions himself between the kobolds and Vertium to protect the scholar but for the moment there are no kobolds within melee range.

Four tougher looking kobolds [11, 13, 15, 16] have the presence of mind to pull out slings and coordinate an attack against the tanks.  Kiro and Kahmaul take 2 damage each, while Grondor takes 5.

Vertium moves behind the wall of muscle and sends his summoned beetle out to engage some of the kobolds further in the camp.
Flynn slips through the confusion with the Anthros youth who looks pretty beat up.  They will make it safely to the trees in two more rounds if they are not attacked.

The Ettin chases after two of the kobolds [12, 14], one of which Genovia downs with an arrow [kobold12].
Tyler prepares healing spell support.
Kahmaul hammers one of the fleeing kobolds [kobold18] as he moves towards Kiro and Grondor.
An unknown archer [Private to Kahmaul Quddus: Dathnaea] in the woods fires another shot into the camp but hits nothing.

Two kobolds [20, 21] move toward the main group of adventurers, but do not close to melee range.

Grondor slaughters kobold10 with a mighty blow from his sword.

Two remaining kobolds [17, 19] in the camp draw long knives and move toward the slingers attempting to set up a defensive line.

The kobold5 that Tyler knocked down scrambles back to his feet and tries to flee from imminent death.


*Name            Init   AC/DR     HP/HP    Notes
Frostskin         23    17/--      7/ 7    [Private to Frostskin: Frostskin]
Kiro              21    18/--      6/ 8

kobold15          21    15/--      8/ 8    slinger
kobold13          20    15/--      8/ 8    slinger
kobold11          19    15/--      8/ 8    slinger
kobold16          17    15/--      8/ 8    slinger

Vertium           16    15/--      5/ 5
C. Beetle         16    16/--      8/ 8
Flynn             16    17/--      8/ 8

Anthros Acolyte   14    11/--      2/10
Ettin             13    ??/??     ??/??    [Private to Kiro Latroony; Vertium Thrusius: Illusion]
Tyler             15    18/--     30/30
Genovia           14    18/--     18/18
Kahmaul           13    18/--     12/14
unknown           13    12/--      6/ 6    [Private to Kahmaul Quddus: Dathnaea]

kobold20          13    12/--      4/ 4
kobold21          13    12/--      4/ 4

Grondor           12    19/--     34/39

kobold12           8    12/--     DEAD
kobold17           7    12/--      4/ 4
kobold19           7    12/--      4/ 4
kobold10           5    12/--     DEAD
kobold14           3    12/--      4/ 4
kobold18           3    12/--     DEAD
kobold22           2    11/--      3/ 4
kobold5            1    11/--      4/ 4
kobold1                 --/--     DEAD
kobold2                 --/--     DEAD
kobold3                 --/--     DEAD
kobold4                 --/--     DEAD
kobold6                 --/--     DEAD
kobold7                 --/--     DEAD
kobold8                 --/--     DEAD
kobold9                 --/--     DEAD


GM: Let me know if I forgot something or you do not like something I did in PM.
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Kahmaul continues to hold his ground, slaming into any of the Kobolds that move past him, proceeding to the archers if they are indeed retreating out of reach. His feral grin shows that he is feeling the thrill of battle. It is obvious to all that he is no stranger to combat.

Kiro surveyed the battle field for a moment. And blinked. There was something about that Ettin that simply seemed...off. Another half moment of staring told him what it was that he found so odd about it. Kahmaul's growl brings his mind back to the fight at hand.

He tried to shake off his wound and stick to his orginal plan - 'Only iron should bend it's shape when it gets hot' as the old Kradok saying went - he couldn't let a little nick like that make him break defensive formation.

He had originally taken up his place as rear guard before the fight, so that's where Kiro was planning to remain. Kahmaul and Grondor seemed like they could break through the kobold set up and finish off those slingers. Kiro would ensure that the long range people behind him wouldn't get overrun, or flanked.


[Private to GM: Still acting as Kradok bullseye to draw fire away from the Invar and Genovia]

Frostskin makes her attack on the kobold, trying to kill the thing, but she is lacking on her sword skills, missing the lizard thing completely. She knows now her fight is not in the open and she must fall back. Knowing that falling back will give an opening  to the lizard, she does so anyway,  moving back to the cover of the brush and trees.

[Private to Game Master:05:18, Today: Secret Roll: Frostskin rolled 21 using 1d20+10. Stealth.
05:16, Today: Frostskin rolled 4 using 1d20. sht swd vs. kobold22.]

The veteran fighter looks at Kiro to determine that he is okay and that he'll stand his ground in front of the mage.  Then, with a toothy grin to Kahmaul, charges the slingers at the Anthros's side.

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Move: Close to slingers.

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GM: Slingers will take one round to close with.  They are ranged attackers and will get no AoO for closing.  They will, however, get two rounds of shots off at the fighters who are now completely drawing their fire before distance and initiative allows the fighters to strike at them.

 He had heard that no plan survives contact with the enemy and he could see it happening in front of him. While he was not a strong fighter as some were his faith was strong within him.

 Closing off the battles around him for a few seconds he still's his mind and center's himself in prayer, with a well practiced words and motions his hands glow with a soft brief light and then it is gone again.


[Private to GM: Cast summon monster 1, trying to get a flyer to harress the slingers when it appears.]

The unknown archer from within the trees takes another shot [kobold22] and wings the little vermin, but does not kill it.

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11:31, Today: unknown rolled 13 using 1d20+2.
11:32, Today: unknown rolled 1 using 1d6.

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Vertium stays behind Kiro and the other combatants. He uses the opportunity to examine the battlefield from a tactical point of view and determine a viable tactic to help his allies defeat the Kobolts. (Intelligence check?)

The firebeatle attacks the nearest Kobolt. However, the creature misses its target (9).

Like a precision Kradok-forged machine, the archer knocks, releases, and punches an arrow through another kobold [21], killing it.

[Private to GM:
23:08, Today: Genovia Swiftfoot rolled 13 using 1d20+6. attack vs. kobold 21. 23:08, Today: Genovia Swiftfoot rolled 8 using 1d8. dmg vs. kobold 21.]

Order of Events
Frostskin again attacks kobold[22] but the swing does not connect.  She moves back into the trees hoping to avoid notice from the larger number of reptilians.
Kiro maintains his position in defense of Vertium and Genovia.  His intimidating presence keeps any would-be attackers from choosing his charges as targets.

The slinger kobolds [11, 13, 15, 16] again target the bulkier members of the group.  Kahmaul takes 1 damage to his upper-left arm.  Grondor gets hammered by three powerful blows taking a total of 10 damage.

Vertium's celestial beetle attacks the kobold [14] fleeing the Ettin but misses.  As the scholar surveys the battle he begins to get a good picture of how things stand.
[Private to Vertium Thrusius: Yes, INT check is fine.  If you like, next level you can also train a Tactics skill and it will give bonuses to the group for hits.  PM me the roll and I will give you the situation that will help you guide the rest of the group to wrap this up swiftly.]
Managing to avoid any notice, Flynn and the Alcolyte have almost made cover.

The Ettin continues to chase kobold [14] along with the celestial beetle.

Tyler, seeking to aid against the slingers, summons a flying serpent which moves rapidly towards the slingers. [Private to Tyler Darkwatch: I'll give you stats on it later, I'm not at the house at the moment.]

Genovia expertly downs a fleeing kobold [5].

Kahmaul punches the other of the two kobolds [20]approaching Kiro's position and sparks of electricity dance through its body as it dies.

The hidden archer wings the kobold [22] engaged with Frostskin but does not kill it.

Grondor ignoring the damage raining down on him, closes with the slingers.

Kobolds [17, 19] await the arrival of the tanks at their position guarding the slingers and the attacks of opportunity they will receive.
The kobold [22] engaging Frostskin shakes of the arrow wound and manages to slash the fleeing girl for 3 points of damage.


*Name            Init   AC/DR     HP/HP    Notes
Frostskin         23    17/--      4/ 7
Kiro              21    18/--      6/ 8

kobold15          21    15/--      8/ 8    slinger
kobold13          20    15/--      8/ 8    slinger
kobold11          19    15/--      8/ 8    slinger
kobold16          17    15/--      8/ 8    slinger

Vertium           16    15/--      5/ 5
C. Beetle         16    16/--      8/ 8
Flynn             16    17/--      8/ 8

Anthros Acolyte   14    11/--      2/10
Ettin             13    ??/??     ??/??    [Private to Kiro Latroony; Vertium Thrusius: Illusion]
Tyler             15    18/--     30/30
Flying Serpent    15    14/--      8/ 8
Genovia           14    18/--     18/18
Kahmaul           13    18/--     11/14
unknown           13    12/--      6/ 6    [Private to Kahmaul Quddus: Dathnaea]
Grondor           12    19/--     24/39

kobold17           7    12/--      4/ 4    Defending slingers
kobold19           7    12/--      4/ 4    Defending slingers
kobold14           3    12/--      4/ 4    Fleeing Ettin, C. beetle
kobold22           2    11/--      2/ 4    Engaged with Frostskin
kobold1                 --/--     DEAD
kobold2                 --/--     DEAD
kobold3                 --/--     DEAD
kobold4                 --/--     DEAD
kobold5                 --/--     DEAD
kobold6                 --/--     DEAD
kobold7                 --/--     DEAD
kobold8                 --/--     DEAD
kobold9                 --/--     DEAD
kobold10                --/--     DEAD
kobold12                --/--     DEAD
kobold18                --/--     DEAD
kobold20                --/--     DEAD
kobold21                --/--     DEAD

Vertium shouts out to the group giving them some advice on the current tactical situation. " From my analysis, we should win this battle if nothing unexpected comes up. The kobolds seem to have also realized this and are ready to surrender if we give them the opportunity to do so. On the other hand, If we let them leave now; they will probably come back with a bigger group to ambush us later. So, if we want to continue our journey in peace, it is in all our interests to concentrate on stopping the creatures from escaping this place alive." During the speech, the Invar seemed unsure about the choice of words that he should use demonstrating that he is clearly not accustomed to speaking to large groups.

The beetle attacks the kobold running from the Ettin, it does 3 damage to the creature. The beetle seems to be getting agitated by its constant near misses.

Vertium then watches silently as things unfold. He uses the time wisely trying to determine the best course of action to follow in defeating the kobolds while keeping his allies alive. The young Invar looks unfazed by the chaos and death surrounding the battlefield. If anything, the wizard seems curious about the events unfolding around him.

[Private to GM: 21:32, Today: Vertium Thrusius rolled 20 using 1d20+7. Tactics.
21:27, Today: Vertium Thrusius rolled 3 using 2d4. Damage.
21:20, Today: Vertium Thrusius rolled 11 using 1d20. Beetle attack. ]
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Flynn moves with the rescued Druid, silently directing him to take cover, lest the slingers decide to make him a target. Glancing back at the battle he lets off a slight shudder. He knew that if Kahmaul was cutting loose there would be no escape. He glances at the Invar a moment, as if studying him out of curiousity, before letting the thoughts go with the battle still ensuing.

Now that the distance between the slingers and the two more veteran of fighters, Kiro could break rank, counting on the chaos of the melee fighters to disrupt the slingers's long range attacks.

He wasn't looking forward to feeling the sickening squish of another killing thrust, but if it had to be done, it had to be done.

[Private to GM: Action: Move to wards slingers, arrive in 2 turns.]

The slingers, either unable to understand Vertium, unwilling to take the chance that Grondor and Kahmaul will stop their attack, or simply bent on taking as many of the party out as possible, launch another hail of slung stones.

~~~~

Grondor takes 7 damage.
Kamaul takes 3 damage.

 Keeping position behind the fighter types as they moved to close the distance to any enemys and keep an open watch for those unsuspected surprise's that pop up during sharp conflicts.

As Flynn approaches the edge of the clearing and safety with the Acolyte, and Vertium's beetle nearly slays another kobold, the Ettin suddenly winks out of existence.

~~~~

Actions?

Tyler
Flying Serpent
Genovia
Kahmaul
unknown
Grondor

 With an somewhat experienced eye from his battles with strange forces he was taxed to keep his eyes on the combatants he could see and judge who was wounded and who might need his help or his prayers.

 The one called Grondor looked to have taken a wound with the short stagger before returning to the combat, breaking ranks he will move towards Grondor to see how bad he really was.

[Private to GM: Not sure if i can cover the distance to grondor while dodging any combats still going on, if so i will cast a CL on him.]

Kahmaul drops his fist down on yet another kobold, moving to put down the last of their number as quickly as possible, crying out as he moves. His eyes appear feral as he continues to drop the reptilian enemy.

Genovia, hearing Vertium's direction pauses for an instant to see what the fighters will do.  Seeing Kahmaul continue his devastating attack, she lets loose with an arrow felling one of the slingers.

The pain goads him like nothing else.  He relishes the battle.  One of the small kobold defenders is nearly sliced in twain by Grondor's sword, the blow powerful enough to carry through to one of the slingers, who also falls.

Another arrow flies from the trees.  It only wings one of the slingers, but the shot is lucky and hits its slinging arm.

The battle is over.  The last few remaining kobolds are slain and small reptilian bodies lie strewn about.  The beetle and flying serpent scour the clearing as if bored now that the fighting is done.

The Acolyte, safe but near death, is in no little shape to do more than thank the rescuers.  From out of the trees, a young human woman steps, slinging her bow across her back.  She approaches the middle of the field where Grondor and Kahmaul stand over the bodies of the slingers.

"Remind me never to get on your bad side, Kahmaul," she quips.  She turns to Grondor, "or yours."  To the rest of the group she nods, especially acknowledging the two humans immediately visible, Genovia and Tyler.  "Dathnaea Searii of Highstorm Crag," she says by way of introduction.

nods to the new people and smiles

"It's amazing the people you meet at a party.  Very fortunate that we met up here."

 Continuing with his run forward he takes a second to glance at the flying reptile he had summoned and letting it pursue after the slingers. Not sure if he would lose control when it reached its control range but he would not over worry about that now.

[Private to GM: If the path to the badly wounded man is open then he will change direction and head for him since he is much worse off from what Tyler can have seen.]

[Private to Tyler Darkwatch: The battle ends by the time you reach Grondor but your serpent will help end it.  Flynn and the injured Anthros are too far away yet, but you can heal him when they walk back toward the group.]
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Kiro pulled out a small cloth and wiped his spear clean, slinging his shield back over his back. The scent and sight of blood trickling down it was unnerving.

"Agreed," he said after Genovia spoke. Fortunate indeed. Kiro wasn't sure that they could have bested the kobold swarm by themselves, and they happened to be here at the same time with the same goal... "Coincidental...er.. Fortunate."

"Thanks," Grondor says to Tyler after he trots up and begins with the healing spells.  He looks at Kiro and smiles a lopsided smile.  "Coincidence?  Not at all!" He breaks into a hearty chuckle. "Qin'ah has granted us a great battle.  Addiyr has protected his servant.  Halai has no doubt blessed us with at least a modicum of loot.  Who can say how the other gods have blessed us with this encounter of fortune?  Have faith, friend Kradok."  He pats Kiro on the shoulder completely ignoring the wounds Tyler has not healed yet.

Then he turns to Kahmaul, Flynn, and the human girl, Dathnaea.  "Well met!  I am Grondor Swordstorm a simple blade for hire.  What madness brings you into the depths of Midrath Koar?"  The hobgoblin suddenly hocks up a huge mass of phlegm and spits to the side squarely into the face of one of the dead slingers.  The phlegm is filled with blood.
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 It was enough that they had broken up a large gathering of enemys and saved someone from what appeared to be certain death.
 Laying his hand on Grondors shoulder he went thru the well practiced prayer of simple healing.

 05:18, Today: Tyler Darkwatch rolled 7 using 1d8+2. CL on Grondor

Vertium unsummoned his beatle and smiled. For his first fight, all things considered, the fight went quite well. He walked towards the newcommers and decided to speak to them. "I would like to thank you for your help in defeating the kobolts. May I ask why you are visiting these parts of the land?"

Kahmaul's face softens as he replies, "Ah, well, I could ask the same... I was sent to the fortress city of Bargal Dulg to gather forces to help search for Cannial Severbough. He is a Druid just awarded his full measure and was the leader of a cadre of young acolytes who left with him on a study of the encroachment of the Midrath Koar on the swamplands."

Moving towards where Flynn disappeared to he continues, "Flynn and I were going to gather men there and speak to the man in charge of the fortress. We ran into Dathneaea on the way in the company of some slavers. When I am finished rescuing this Cannial and his men I inteded to look into that but hopefully we have a good start with this young Anthros we rescued."

Flynn moves off behind the party to try and recover his card when he gets a chance. He looks at those assembled as he walks back his face a bit soured, "We had this handled... I don't know why you charged in without a plan. That was reckless even by this lug's standards." He moves to stand next to the Anthros playing with what is left of his playing cards.

He relaxes against a tree and continues to address Kahmaul, "The Anthros is safe. Danthaea has some talent with a bow, which was mine by the way, not that you'd care. If we are done here are we continuing to the fortress or should we look to question our lucky friend over there?" Indicating the young Anthros the party managed to save.

The young Anthros is wounded and barely able to stand on his feet but he perks up when he hears the name Severbough.  "We...kobolds attacked us.  The others...they made me escape to find help.  I did not make it.  Severbough, he's..." the strain of his wounds and speaking is too much and the Anthros slumps to the ground unconscious.

 Moving over to the anthros, he let the words of a better prayer flow from his mind and into the severely injured anthros to make sure he was at least stablized while they got him into cover.

ooc cast cure moderate on anthros.

Tyler's healing visibly relaxes the acolyte.  His body goes from a rigid, pain fighting, semi-comatose state to one of restful sleep.  There are a few moments, at least, for the two groups to come together (and perhaps the young woman still hiding in the trees that followed the larger group from Bargal Dulg if she cares to) and discuss their options from this point.  However, the Koar is not a safe place to loiter for long.  The noise of battle and the stench of blood will attract other, nastier denizens before too long.  It might behoove the adventurers to decide quickly and move on from the battle ground clearing.
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"And I thought that the acolytes were made of sterner stuff... At least the Anthros ones. You have to stop making it hard for them to live up to your image there big man." Flynn watches the others a moment as if considering them for a few moments. He smirks and speaks softly to Kahmaul, "I suppose you've picked us up some more strays? You've a bad habit of this lawman."

DarkGreen>"First we have raiders and now a passed out and useless acolyte... I suggest we mark this clearing so we can trail the Kobolds later if we see a need. But for now our mission at least is to reach the fortress and recieve further orders."</DarkGreen> Kahmaul raises his brow at the warriors assembled that they have chanced upon. He waves as if inviting them to accompany him. He begins to move towards the path leading to the fortress city. He stops at the unconcious young Anthros before bending down and nodding to the cleric. He smiles warmly and offers his thanks before hefting the young druid over his shoulders.

He turns to the others and nods towards the road, "I agree that together we pose a sizable force that will scare away most dangers until we arrive...I would find it a privillege to walk with such brave fighters as you all assembled."<

Vertium considered the situation for a moment before replying. "We would be glad to accompany you. However, we were sent to these regions to follow a mission imparted onto us by the gods. So, at some point in the journey, we may have to leave you in order to complete our quest."

OoC: I am not sure whether we are headed in the same direction. If I remember correctly, we were also headed towards the forteress?

"Gather forces at Bargal Dulg, you say?  To look for a missing druid and his students?  If this whelp doesn't know where to start looking then nobody in the Ddulg will be able to help you any better.  Why not get him all healed up and rested and ask him before you waste days traveling there?  If we end up going the same way, would we not serve as decent reinforcements for your quest?"  Grondor sizes up the Anthros who towers even over him.  "Mayhap we move off a bit, find a place to cook up some grub and compare notes more thoroughly before we part ways.  It may be that we have information that the other needs."

[Private to Vertium Thrusius: Insight:  These others might have information on the rock formation you are looking for if they've traveled any through Midrath Koar.  At least they can give you an idea for the terrain up ahead if that is the direction you are going to continue in instead of deeper into the Koar which your group definitely cannot handle with your experience right now.]

"Makes no difference to me."

Nodding the large Anthros shifts the acolyte more comfortably on his shoulders before grunting, "Then let us make for some distance from these bodies first and then we can make camp. It might do us well to get to know one another."

The group moves off into the trees and spends about an hour finding a suitable place to eat and recouperate.  None notice that the silent girl dressed in all black who called herself Frostskin never appeared from the trees again.  The kobold was found dead with a deep gash in its neck, but no human blood or body was found.  Likely she had come as quietly as she had gone seeing something in the group forming that she did not like.  What her purpose was, why she trailed and then helped before disappearing, the rest of the group may never know.

Now all that remains is for you to find out that you can help one another acheive your goals together and then move forward.  Riches, fame, and most importantly...survival wait for you.

OOC: Frostskin said that she cannot join us any longer as RL has overwhelmed her.

"They ambushed us early on," the acolyte explained once he woke from his nap.  The smell of food quickly brought him to his senses.  "This very group that you just annihilated, in fact.  They killed two other acolytes and took the rest along with the druid captive.  I got away thanks to them.  I was to get help but this place is a maze.  I've been lost for weeks, running from all manner of beasts.  Only Druid Severbough's training has kept me alive.   I ended up running right back into the big hunting group.  They took me captive and were heading to wherever Cannial and the rest are.  I don't know why."

The camp is in a small depression between a rough circle of large boulders.  The camp is completely concealed from all vantage points, set on top of a high hill above the tree tops.  The collective skill of the group is enough to hide for a few hours at least.
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Kahmual shakes his head, "Damn. I'm not one much for tracking. And if you we lost so quickly here I feel that it may be too much to just rely on sheer luck. How many of these creatures were holding Canniel and the others?"

 Finished with the acolyte for now he sits down near the others as he tells of his tale about running and being a prisoner. I dont speak for my good companion here but it would not hurt to ask her if she would lead the hunt for the other captives. I to feel the need to press on with out quest but i would not like to leave any in the hands of these kobalds if i have the power to rescue them.

The acolyte looks around at the slaughtered bodies while he chews on a crust of bread.  "I dunno, I guess you killed about twenty of them?  The number of hunters did not diminish between capturing Cannial Severbough and the others and capturing me.  You slaughtered them all though so I don't see any reason to worry.  Once they captured Severbough and the others, they handed them over to a group of elites that showed up.  The elites, there were a total of five, drugged my friends and took them off to some hole or something.  I don't speak kobold well, but I got something about a 'hole' or a 'hold' from my captors?  Oh, I don't know."  He appears frustrated that he can't remember more.  Taking a long draught of water, the acolyte continues, "After they captured me they spoke a lot about a master and some kind of 'teeth of the rocks'?  I didn't make sense, but their language is so..." he slumps in dejection.
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"'Teeth of the rocks?'"  The archer turns to Vertium and the others.  "Do you think this has anything to do with the dragon skeleton or dragon rock formation that we are looking for?"
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Vertium shrugged. "It's possible. Either way, its our best lead so far and this lands could be dangerous for us if we were to go alone. I guess that for now, the best course of action would be for us to travel to the lair together. I know our quest is important but we won't get very far if we travel alone and get killed by a Kobolt ambush."

"Wherever you are going, I'm going with.  It's safer around you than anywhere else I've been in a couple of years."  Her voice is not commanding, merely matter-of-fact.  The young woman offers the bow and quiver back to Flynn with a brief hesitation.
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Grondor looks Kahmaul and Flynn over and grins a toothy grin.  "If our paths lie in the same direction, well, I wouldn't say no to having more along on this little excursion, especially if the numbers we face are like this here.  The Koar is a harsh place, even at the rim."  He tilts his head and gets a little gleam in his eye as he looks over the acolyte and Dathnaea.  "Besides, between here and Bargal Dulg, some of you might have a rough time of it."
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Flynn shrugs his shoulders. He doubted that this group could move quietly enough to avoid setting off any traps set up by the so called "elites" but they could at least serve to keep Kahmaul busy for the next few days. Maybe he could get some time off from the constant nagging to do this or that. He quietly moves to follow behind the others keeping pace and choosing to humm mildly t himself.

Kahmaul scratches his chin in thought of any rock formation like that the acolyte spoke of. He quickly dissmisses the thought in favor of the thought of combining resources. No doubt one of those among them was skilled at tracking, or at least more gifted than Danathea, Flynn or himself.

He smiles, "Well, if we are to travel together I suppose we should make the proper planning for travel, and assign tasks for camp. If we want to save these druids we might want to do that on the move however... Perhaps we could explain our skills as we travel to be prepared for each other in the future? I am a lawkeeper, skilled with my axe but more so with my fists. Flynn is my traveling companion of sorts. He is a scout and a bit of a scoundrel, but he's got a good heart if you ignore his snark, and he's quicker than he lets on. Danathea was traveling with us as of recently and she has some skill with her bow."

"My bow... And I'll expect it back when you can get your own. For now it can make you at least a bit useful." He corrects the antros, looking slightly bored at the lack of action.

nods as Kahmaul speaks

"I can do a bit of tight quarters fighting if it's called for, but i'd rather let the others distract our enemies a  fair bit so I can pick them off with the bow."

 Satisfied that the Andro wasnt going to die soon, he packs up his equipment again and rejoins the others. He had wondered if they were to leave soon or rest up and recover.

 Shrugging his shoulders and glancing over to Genovia, Myself am a servent of Halai and i stand ready to aid the rescue of these druids and if we find out that where they are being held is the place we seemed to have been sent then so much the better.

Vertium wasn't sure how to introduce himself. He wasn't really skilled at fighting. Nor did he have any skills that were useful to combat. "As for me, I am Vertium. My skills lie in knowledge and the use of magic to practical ends. Unfortunately, combat isn't really my domain. Though, I have recently started studying combat tactics. However, my knowledge of the subject is still incomplete since I have no first hand experience of battles. I am also quite good at situational analyses; as well as using this information to decide on the actions that are most likely to lead to a positives outcome."

The party rests up (spells regained) and recovers for a few hours in the hollow.  Some get sleep as needed while others talk.  Nothing chances on the group and Grondor marks the place with an Unbular symbol, which he explains will tell other Unbular that this makes a good camping spot relatively safe from bothersome encounters with beasties.  By the time the group is rested the sun is setting...

"Kahmaul is right, we should not linger any longer.  We already push Halai's favorable luck towards us having stayed this long in one position.  The Koar is not any more dangerous at night, though.  The trees are so thick that the beasts don't really discern night and day much, especially toward the center."  He glances at Vertium, Kiro (who has been silent for some time since the battle), and Kahmaul.  "Our only question now is, 'what direction do we travel?'  I have no idea where to look for a dragon-shaped collection of stones or bones.  If it is bones, it would have been there for a long, long time.  Kahmaul, Flynn, you didn't happen to see anything unusual on your way from Anthros territory through Midrath Koar did you?  Vertium, here, hired me to guide and protect him in Unbular territory.  That extends into Midrath Koar.  But I'm only paid to guide and advise.  You'll have to find someone else to actually lead this little adventure."
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"There may have been something a bit like that towards the east a while back. When we first ran into Dathnaea there was a hill that held a cave that might meet that discription."

[Private to GM: wow... one litle section of time goes by and threads get away from you haha. Least we're fast posting.]

Kiro perked up when he heard news of a cave to the east. The battle had put him in a introspective funk - Kiro was trained to make, not destroy - and had shaken him up something fierce. The news of the cave however (and returning visions of what was inside it) seemed to draw him back to his former self. A smile nearly cracked his face in two, and mental images of his bloodied spear faded from his mind, easily replaced with visions of riches.

"East, you say?" Kiro chuckled, "Than I suppose East is where we must go. I believe we have," his mind raced to remember what Vertium was searching for, "A book to find."

Dathnaea surprises everyone by announcing that she remembers the path she, Kahmaul, and Flynn took from the spot they saw the formation to the clearing where the kobolds were camped.  Travel is no more or less difficult than since both original groups entered Midrath Koar.  For three days the size of the group is enough to thwart any beasties from attacking.  Once, a kobold scout was sighted but it fled--too quickly for any to follow--deeper into the Koar.

On the third day, just after sunset, the group found a likely spot to camp.  It was an indention on the top of a hill similar to the first campsite after the battle.  From that vantage point, it would be impossible for anyone to sneak up on a watchful group, while at the same time most passerbyers could not see a seated group.  The indentation is large enough to hold the whole group comfortably twice.

As the camp gets set up, watches are assigned.

[Private to Vertium Thrusius: Tactical: The best assignment based on the size of the camp and the number in the group is two watchmen, one on each side of the camp.  There are boulders and stunted trees for them to lean against to prevent being spotted via profile against the night sky.]

GM: Please set up a watch order for the night.

Vertium spoke exhausted from the long walk. He did his best to stifle a yawn as he spoke to the group. The young mage really wanted to go and have some rest, he would be useless if he didn't since he would be unable to cast any of his magic. "If you want me to be useful tomorrow, then it is best that I do not stand guard since my magic never works as well if I do not get a full 8 hours rest. As for watchmen, if you would like to follow my advice, would suggest having two.  I would suggest having one watchman to the East, leaning against the boulder that is slightly shaped like a face. The other should stand to the West and lean against the larger looking tree. That will give us a 360 degree view of our surroundings while while allowing the watchmen to remain unnoticed by anyone outside the camp."

The others could more or less see what the Invar had meant by a boulder that looked like a tree though, the only reason they saw the resemblances was because Vertium had pointed it out. As for the tree that he had meant, it could be left to interpretation though, one of the trees was slightly taller.

It still felt really weird for the bookworm to tell other people what to do. Before he had left the village, Vertium spent most of his time alone reading any book he could get his hands on. The young wizard realised that even though he knew what he was doing, he really wasn't very good at explaining himself or telling others what they should do.
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She finishes setting up her area

"I'll take midwatch, and if another person is going to do midwatch also, it should be someone who doesn't mind waking up in the middle of the night.  Also someone who isn't grouchy."

She smiles as she says the last part.

Kiro dropped his pack, and removed the large leather glove from his right hand, putting it through his belt.

"I suppose I'm not too tired. I can take first watch - rather not have to wake up in the middle of the night," He said with a chuckle, the last part directed more to Genovia.

"I shall take the last watch, the early morning hours are the most dangerous."

"I'll take first watch with...it's Kiro, right?  I'll take first watch with Kiro if that's alright with everyone."
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 Finished with clearing the spot he would sleep for most of the night, he lays his heavy blanket over the spot and hoping the wind stayed the same so that the smoke went away from his spot.

 Last watch for me then, that way i can start my devotions early without waking anyone else.

Kahmaul crcaks his neck, "I'll take whatever watch is left or needs any extra muscle. I'm used to keeping watch over most of the night with Flynn here."

With the watch set, the group settles in for the night to try and get some sleep.  The first watch with Dathnaea and Kiro goes without incident and the two are relieved by Genovia and Kahmaul.  Midrath Koar grows eiree at night.  The mist closes in and blankets everything in silence.  The tiny hill rises up out of the fog bank as an island.  Sounds are limited and only the occasional night bird flying above the trees can be heard.

[Private to Genovia Swiftfoot: Toward the end of your watch you notice something moving down in the fog.  It hasn't seen you yet, but you need to make a stealth roll to move to Kahmaul and warn him before waking the others.  Whatever it is, it looks slightly larger than a dog, walks on two legs and moves like a barnyard fowl, and makes little hooting sounds as it moves.]

Beyond that nothing moves.  All is calm...

Kahmaul stays awake watching the perimiter in silence. Actively scanning with all his senses the Anthros warrior breaks the eerie silence with a small hum. It begins slow and dull, steadily increasing in beat, before falling into a simple pattern he remembered learning as a child.

[Private to GM: Can Kahmaul Detect Evil?]

[Private to GM: Stealth Roll = 21]

Genovia gets up as silently as possible and makes her way over to Kahmaul and talks quietly to him

"I see some kind of creature out there.  I don't know if it's a threat or not but better safe than sorry.  It's about the size of a dog and makes a wierd hooting sound.  There may be more out there though that we can't see so we may want to wake the others."

The hooting sound Genovia mentions is faint, but audible now that she mentions it.  Whatever the creature is, it is still at the bottom of the hill.  From time to time the hooting grows faint and then back as if the creature is facing away from the hill.  It is likely a night scavenger searching for food.  It does not seem to be getting closer.  The sound is not distinct enough from the regular night chirruping of insects to wake anyone.

[Private to Kahmaul Quddus: Yes, you detect a faint aura of over from Genovia's side of the hill where she says the creature is.  It is definitely getting closer.]

Kahmaul frowns and motions for her to wake the others. He moves in the direction of the noise kicking Flynn as he passes. He grows lowly, "Whatever it is, it has a foul aura and is moving closer as we speak... Flynn, you better wake up for this one."

Flynn wearily raises his head and throws a glare at the Anthros, but quickly rises and takes note that whatever the situation is that it has spooked Kahmaul. Holding his dagger in hand and scans the darkness.

Grondor snaps awake instantly and grabs his weapon.  After hearing a brief description of the creature he listens.  "It does not sound like it is getting closer.  Sounds like it is still down at the bottom of the hill."

[Private to Kahmaul Quddus: Detect Evil: The sound does not sound like it is getting closer, but the evil aura is just on the other side of the ridge, out of sight.]
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Dathnaea wipes the sleep from her eyes and quietly grabs her bow.

moves over to the others that aren't awake yet and nudges each in turn.

 Sitting up he glances at the sky for a second till he can see the seriousness in Genovia's eyes. Getting to his feet he looks over to where the others are stareing down into the low ground fog.

  So what is it?, more Kobalds?.

Kahmaul clenches his fist and takes out a Javelin. He mutters behind himself as he approaches the ridge, "Something with a foul aura moving towards us... It might soon be upon us. We must be prepared to counter this foe, for I do not think he can see us yet."

Vertium woke up groggily. At least he had gotten some sleep so he should be able to  cast some minor spell to help defend against the creature. He spoke silently whispering an incantation to summon a creature, it wasn't like they would be going back to sleep before dealing with the monster. Even if the creature went away, they would have to watch out for it coming back and may miss it next time. The mage therefore decided that getting ready for combat was worth the risk of being heard.

The young mage summoned a dark coloured celestial dog which would be well suited for fighting in the current environment. He then observed the monster for a while trying to determine its race as well as the abilities it may possess that could be potentially dangerous to the group. The mage then observed the groups surrounding trying to determine how they could best take advantage of it.

It takes Kiro a few moments to understand what was going on as he blinked the sleep from his eyes. When he finally came fully awake, he grabbed his stuff and headed towards the others.

The hooting continues its odd pattern down at the bottom of the hill.  Not even a second passes between the last hoot and the cresting of the strange bird creature over the hill.  It is coming directly for the group.



Roll initiative.

Moving silently to a closer position towards the creature Flynn does his best to stay out of veiw. He keeps his dagger at the ready as if waiting for something to set off the action...

[Private to GM: Flynn will throw his dagger at the creature if it makes a move towards the camp. ]

Though it has no discernable eyes, as Flynn subtly moves, the creature's head immediately faces him, its multiple ear flaps quivering.

[Private to Kahmaul Quddus: Detect Evil: The creature is that which is emmanating the evil.]

[Private to Vertium Thrusius: Insight: This creature is not stupid.  The hooting sound below was directed sonics attempting to throw off the group that it must have known was here as it climbed the hill unopposed.]

 Seeing the creature charge into the camp and make its presense known with its defiant stance as if to challange the group here.

 He set to seeing if can remember anything that looked like that in the librarys he had studied on wildlife and its animals. It was strange enough that it might be easy to identify.

20:24, Today: Tyler Darkwatch rolled 19 using 1d20+3. knowledge chk nature

Genovia looks at Vertium and points at the dog then makes a sweeping motion around the creature approaching ending this with a chopping motion, she then prepares to draw her bow.

[Private to Game Master: Initiative roll = 23 ]

"Destrachan," Grondor whispers.  There is fear and awe in his voice.
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The creature immediately looks at the hobgoblin.  Then it opens its mouth and emits an ear shattering sound that causes the body to ache deep down and everyone to reflexively cover their ears with their hands.

GM: Roll Initiatives and Fortitude Saves.

[Private to Genovia Swiftfoot: You have opportunity to act as soon as the creature opens its mouth since you are the only one that rolled initiative when I asked.  Roll Reflex to avoid any damage and get a free action this round.]

 Nothing came to mind as he tried to remember anything about the creature as it stood there looking? over the group.

05:12, Today: Tyler Darkwatch rolled 13 using 1d20+2. fort save.
05:12, Today: Tyler Darkwatch rolled 21 using 1d20+5. initiative

Vertium nodded as Genovia indicated that he should flank the creature with the dog. He ordered the dog around the creature in the most discreet way possible before speaking to the group. "The creature is more intelligent than it seems. It has been trying to attack us with sonic attacks since you first heard it."

OoC: Awesome picture.

Can I have one as a pet please GM? (Just kidding)

[Private to GM: I take 10 on knowledge nature to see whether I know the creature giving me 21. Vertium will use the name that Grondor used as a prime to help him remember such knowledge. I also take 10 on initiative giving me 16 and knowledge (tactics) giving me 17. I got a total of 10 on my fortitude check.]
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Seeing the creature turn its head and open its mouth wide, Genovia instinctively dives to the side and does a roll.  As she comes out of her roll she has her bow drawn and lets an arrow fly, along with a second immediately after.


[Private to GM: atck1 = 9 if hit 4 dmg, atck2 = 20 if hit 5 dmg]
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Flynn eyes widen at the thought of the creature being able to detect his every movement. For one used to gaining the upperhand of beasts by being silent the thought of being noticed by a creature with such senses... Well he might have thought it extroidanary at any other time.

Now it was a bit more of a problem. He steadies himself to retreat from it while still holding his dagger aloft in a defensive position.

OOC:
10:59, Yesterday: Flynn Darktreader rolled 12 using 1d20+1. fort save.
10:59, Yesterday: Flynn Darktreader rolled 23 using 1d20+6. init.

Kahmaul stares at the beast and prepares to charge at the beast as soon as he can reach it. His eyes seem to burn with anger at the beast attacking his ally and he cries out as his huge form moves with suprising agility. He rears up and attacks the monster, "I'll send you back to the foul pits you crawled out of demon spit!"

[Private to GM: Charging and using Smite evil on the creature (+11 all together on attack) If I can still take a ten, I will. That would be 15 damage (1d6 fist +1d6 lighting +4 str + 1 smite +1 magic weapon +2 for charging]

Order of Events

Genovia dives out of the way of a sudden sonic attack from the creature and makes a dramatic attack with her bow.  Two arrows fly, but only one hits [5 dmg].
Flynn holds his dagger before him in defense from a physical attack.
Tyler stands, studying the creature, trying to figure out the best way to defeat it.  Vertium does the same but neither has much success.  The Invar wizard does manage to summon a celestial dog to fight with his companions.
Kahmaul, enraged by the potential harm to his allies charges the creature hitting with devastating force [15 dmg].
Kiro seems frozen with indecision.
Dathnaea dives away from the creature, terrified.
Grondor awed by the fact of the creature's existence moves slower than the rest of the group, but manages to move toward the creature and strike a blow [6 dmg].
Fearful, the Anthros Acolyte, whose name is Chadaros Highclimb, cowers in fear.

The destrachan, angered by the attack, uses a sonic attack against the group in front of him.  Tyler, Vertium, Kahmaul, Grondor, Kiro, and Chadaros are all hit.  Kahmaul and Grondor shrug off the attack, but the rest take [3 dmg].


*Name            Init   AC/DR     HP/HP    Notes
Genovia           23    18/--     18/18
Flynn             23    17/--      8/ 8
Tyler             21    18/--     27/30
Vertium           16    15/--      2/ 5
Celestial Dog     16    15/--      8/10
Kahmaul           15    18/--     14/14
Kiro              13    18/--      5/ 8
Dathnaea          13    12/--      6/ 6
Grondor           12    19/--     39/39
Anthros Acolyte    4    11/--      7/10

destrachan         2    16/--     26/??


[Private to Vertium Thrusius: Tactics:  If the group stays together in front of that creature they will continue to take damage together.  The group needs to spread out and surround the creature.  Genovia and Flynn have already started to.  Kahmaul and Grondor need to stand on opposite sides and alt-tank it.]
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Vertium wasn't used to live combat. This was indeed the first time the young wizard had gotten wounded in battle. His head was spinning from the attack and his ears felt like they were bleeding. He did have the presences of mind to warn the group to disperse. "Spread out! If we are in a group it can hit us together."

His first instinct was therefore to get out of the combat zone into a place where he could analyse the situation at his leisure. He soon spotted a large tree not too far up the hill to the east of the combat zone. The young mage run towards the tree at full speed and using his magical powers, he made the rope he was carrying in his bag fly upwards and around several of the larger branches at the top while holding the bottom part of the item. He then manipulated the rope that he had tied around the branches to act as a pulley that would allow him to climb the tree with ease. He found himself a large branch to stand on. Once he was on the branch, Vertium felt slightly more relaxed in his relative place of safety.

He started thinking again. The young mage managed to master enough self control to give the orders to the group before lying his body back against the tree trunk. This time, he didn't feel self conscious about the orders, his mind was acting out of an instinct to survive the encounter. At this point in time, nothing else mattered. "Grondor, Flank the creature from the left. Kahmaul, Attack from the right. Celestial dog, attack now!"

From the orders he had given previously, his summon should be behind the creature by now. Hopefully, its attack would distract their enemy even if it was just for a couple of seconds.

[Private to Game Master: I take 10 to all my rolls. I am spending the round approaching the tree and climbing it with the help of the animate rope spell. If the action takes longer, I don't mind my actions taking a couple of rounds.]

Genovia continues to move and try to stay to the creatures flank.  She lets another arrow fly that sinks into the creature with a satisfying thud.

[Private to GM: atck = 24, dmg = 7]

 Breaking into a run he will attempt to move into a position flanking the creature and swing his mace at it.
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Hearing the Invar, Grondor breaks left trying to draw the attention of the creature, hoping Kahmaul heard and breaks right.  He swings his sword, but fear and the chaos of battle work against him.  The attack goes wide.

Scrambling to draw her bow, Dathnaea finds a place at the top of the ridge looking down into the camp.  For a moment she looks down into the wilds of Midrath Koar and shivers.  The trees contain an infinite horror to her, skulking in the night seeking to devour her new friends and her.  A deep breath, a muttered prayer, and a second to close her eyes and screw in her courage, she steps in front of a boulder opposite of Vertium's tree and lets loose with arrows.  Her first flies wide and she reaches for another, hand shaking horribly.

His ears hurt. His head hurt. And he was sore. This was all something Kiro didn't want to deal with right now.

Always seemed to catch them off guard, these attacks. Had Kiro had another moment to prepare... Seems his work at the Forge was useless so far. He followed Grondor towards the creature, thrusting his spear at it when he saw an opening.

[Private to GM: Sorry - classes just restarted and am currently trying to take care of some things so I can graduate when I'm supposed to...

Guessing my 11 doesn't hit. haha]

Kahmaul keeps up his blows not relenting for a moment in fear that this beast might still be able to put one or more of them down. His fists cackle with a light blue energy that causes them to appear as nothing more than blurs as he strikes.

[Private to GM: Kahmaul is going to continue to attack: 19 on result for 13 dmg]

Spurred by the bravery of the rest of the defenders, Chadaros takes up his staff and attacks.  The strike is tentative.  When it hits, it does not damage but it does create one more target for the destrachan to consider.

[Private to Flynn Darktreader:
Flynn is flanking and will get a sneak attack this round for extra damage if he attacks.]

His hesitation at first gave the short Invar a chance to spot a weakness in  the creatures defenses. Moving quickly to flank the monster while Kahmaul and their new companions kept it busy.

[Private to GM: OOC:
01:19, Today: Flynn Darktreader rolled 5 using 1d6. sneak attack.
01:18, Today: Flynn Darktreader rolled 2 using 1d4-1. dagger damage.
01:18, Today: Flynn Darktreader rolled 12 using 1d20+1. attack. ]

Order of Events

Genovia hits with another arrow [7 dmg].
Flynn damages the creature with a flanking attack [7 dmg].
Tyler trundles up and takes a swing with his mace.  Though he misses, he provides one more target for the creature to focus on.
Vertium, severely wounded, uses a rope spell to clime a tree.  From there he has a good vantage of the battle and begins coordinating.  His dog snaps at the heels of the destrachan.
Kahmaul, his fists crackling with electrical energy, pummels the creature [13 dmg].
Kiro , darts forward with his spear, but misses.
Dathnaea, still frightened, shoots an arrow wide from the lip of the depression.
Grondor swings for the destrachan but misses.
Chadaros Highclimb swings his staff and hits but only lightly and not enough to do damage.

The destrachan is now completely surrounded and looks as if it does not know which way to turn.  It's wounds are significant and it staggers like a drunken horse.  Finally it bellows out another sonic attack hitting Grondor, Chadaros, and Vertium's summoned dog [2 dmg].


*Name            Init   AC/DR     HP/HP    Notes
Genovia           23    18/--     18/18
Flynn             23    17/--      8/ 8
Tyler             21    18/--     27/30
Vertium           16    15/--      2/ 5
Celestial Dog     16    15/--      6/10
Kahmaul           15    18/--     14/14
Kiro              13    18/--      5/ 8
Dathnaea          13    12/--      6/ 6
Grondor           12    19/--     37/39
Chadaros Highclimb 4    11/--      5/10

destrachan         2    16/--     -53/??

Flynn slashes once again trying to press the advantage for the group to put down this monster.

[Private to GM:
20:55, Today: Flynn Darktreader rolled 1 using 1d6. sneak attack.
20:55, Today: Flynn Darktreader rolled 0 using 1d4-1. damage.
20:55, Today: Flynn Darktreader rolled 15 using 1d20+1. attack w/dagger.  ]

Genovia in her attempt to stay to the creatures flank stumbles on some loose gravel and falls to a knee making her arrow go wide, barely missing Kahmaul.  She cusses in frustration.

 A tick of a smile flicks across his face at the sound of Genovia expressing her feelings a little to well.

 Bracing his feet he makes another swing at the creature.

Kiro brought his shield higher and thrust again from behind its protection, the point missing the creature yet again as it moved.

Kiro made a mental note. This was getting pathetic. Next battle he would take the time needed to ensure he would be a viable force in the fight before joining in.

[Private to GM: 21:10, Today: Secret Roll: Kiro Latroony rolled 7 using 1d20+2. Attack again. ]

Appearing a deep green blur, Kahmaul continues to swing at the monster. He continued to swing with unrelenting fury. The warrior wanted the beast to focus on him, and knew that the only way to keep a monster such as this to focus is to lay it on fast and heavy.

But his blows seemed sloppy now, perhaps the pace was too much, and he was pushing himself too far...

Vertium left the dog to attack the creature while he observed the situation from his high place, leaning against the tree trunk. His head really hurt and he wanted to go back to sleep, just for a couple of minutes... He forced himself to concentrate, what was the creature doing? What appeared to be its weaknesses? What should the group do to destroy it?


OoC: I take 10 in knowledge tactics for a total of 17.
09:37, Today: Vertium Thrusius rolled 5 using 1d4+1. Damage.
09:33, Today: Vertium Thrusius rolled 17 using 1d20+2. Dog Attack (Flanking Bonus not added).

Another arrow flies wide as Dathnaea tries to bring the destrachan down.  As the battle hits a patterned stride, she has grown fearful of hitting one of her friends.

Grondor shakes off the pain in his ears and slashes across the face of the destrachan.  The blow does little damage [1 dmg] but does force the creature to turn away from him.

With increasing confidence, the druid acolyte swings his staff at the destrachan.  The wooden weapon hits on the creature's tough side and bounces off.

Order of Events

Genovia misses badly nearly wounding Kahmaul.
Flynn barely scratches the destrachan [1 dmg].
Tyler misses again with his mace.
Vertium, looks for a tactical advantage for the group.
His Celestial Dog bites down hard on the thigh of the thing taking a chunk away with it [5 dmg].
Kahmaul, furious now, swings without precision.
Kiro , stabs with his spear again, but misses.
Dathnaea, fearful of hitting her friends in the melee does not hit with her bowshot.
Grondor slashes at the creature's face doing little damage [1 dmg].
Chadaros Highclimb swings his staff again but it bounces off of the destrachan's tough hide.

Spun by Grondor's attack and responding to Kahmaul's rage, the destrachan reaches out with both front claws and pierces Kahmaul by way of chinks in his scale mail armor [8 dmg].


*Name            Init   AC/DR     HP/HP    Notes
Genovia           23    18/--     18/18
Flynn             23    17/--      8/ 8
Tyler             21    18/--     27/30
Vertium           16    15/--      2/ 5
Celestial Dog     16    15/--      6/10
Kahmaul           15    18/--      6/14
Kiro              13    18/--      5/ 8
Dathnaea          13    12/--      6/ 6
Grondor           12    19/--     37/39
Chadaros Highclimb 4    11/--      5/10

destrachan         2    16/--     -68/??

After her last mishap Genovia gets her footing again and lets off another arrow, which flys straight and true embedding itself into the creature with a thud.

[Private to GM: atk = 20 dmg = 7]

Startled by the creature using its claws this time instead of just using those big legs and trying to leap or run to safety.

 Swinging the mace again with a grunt of effort and a little aim this time

[Private to GM: roll to hit 19, damage 1]
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Continuing to strike at the creatur Kahmual slams his fists again into the creatures side. He wonders what it will take to finally put it down...

[Private to GM: 00:23, Today: Kahmaul Quddus rolled 5 using 1d6. lightning.
00:23, Today: Kahmaul Quddus rolled 9 using 1d6+5. damage.
00:21, Today: Kahmaul Quddus rolled 19 using 1d20+6. attack. ]

Flynn holds his ground. He would much rather be further away using his bow. He chances a look at Danatheae for a moment and frowns. His bow would be rather helpful right now. But there would be a time and a place for that after this creature was put down.

Vertium stayed in his tree observing the combat. Wondering if he should have prepared more useful spells for the combat. He tried observing the monster hoping to detect a weakness. (Tactics)

As for the dog, it jumped at its enemy hoping to perform a powerful attack against its foe with its innate ability to smite evil. However, the celestial being fell flat on its face as the monster easily dodges its enemy's overpowered attack. (Natural 1)

The final assault on the creature brings it down.  At the last it seemed to realize how much trouble it was in and moved to escape but by then it was already too weak to get far.  Kahmaul's final punch knocked it several feet.  It lost its footing and slid to a stop in the soft dirt of the basin.

Dead.

Vertium climbs down his tree, nearly twisting his ankle in the process. He then walks towards the group and speaks to Grondor while observing their dead enemy. He was curious about the specimen never having seen such a creature before. "So, what was that creature? You seem to have recognised it Grondor?"

Vertium then goes on to take notes of its physiology and does his best to remember its special abilities. He really should have remembered to bring a journal to take notes  of such things. Never mind, he would get one in the next city they stopped at.

Flynn wipes of his dagger before walking past the others, "Eh... Who cares. Its dead, we are not, I'm going back to sleep."

The Invar makes his way to his bedroll before lying back down and turning his head away from the fire. Let the others deal with the wandering monster.

"Destrachan."

Grondor suddenly whips his blade around in a huge overhand arc and plunges it into the side of the creature.  He emits no bellow of rage, but only through sheer force of will.  Fortunately he has the presence of mind not to alert everything else in Midrath Koar to the groups location.

"Qinah was watching over us.  Had this been an adult, we'd be dead now."  He looks around at each member of the party trying to meet their eyes to emphasize what he says next.  "If you ever see an adult, or more than one young destrachan, turn around and run as fast as you can.  They don't move any faster than an adult Unbular so you can keep ahead of them, which is the only way to survive."  Grondor looks pointedly at Flynn.  "Don't try to sneak away.  Once you've seen them, they've heard you.  Just run."

The big hobgoblin withdraws the sword from the destrachan's body and walks away.  "An adult destrachan uses its voice as its main weapon.  As you've already figured out first hand, that voice can rend flesh.  It can also shatter wood, glass, stone, or even metal."  He pauses for a moment and takes a seat on a large, flat rock in the center of camp.  Once situated he takes out a cloth and begins cleaning his sword and continues.  "Their favorite thing to do is knock you out and take you back to their lair.  There they toy with you.  Your death is slow and very painful."  He closes his eyes and the expression on his face is terrible.  "Some might say the one's that die are the lucky ones.  Those things are about as evil a creature as I've ever heard of."

He finishes cleaning the sword and begins cleaning the blood off of his armor, armor that he has not once removed since entering Midrath Koar.  "I saw a wizard one time cast a spell on one of those things, a spell of silence.  The monster stumbled around as if blind, groping for the young orc that done it.  Too bad that wizard didn't survive.  See, the voice isn't the only thing a destrachan uses.  Those claws aren't just for show.  While the fighter was easily dispatching the male, its mate snuck up behind the wizard and ripped her apart with those wicked claws in less than blink."

Grondor lapsed into silence, rubbing furiously at a bloodstain that didn't want to come out.

Genovis listens to Grondor as she walks over to the creature and attempts to remove her arrows.

"How likely is it that there will be more around if this one was young?"  She looks at the creatures claws to see if they might be useful for something.

 Impressed that Grondor knew about the creature, almost to the point of having been too close to one at one time in his past.

 The...honk..or crys it was making down below, do you think it was letting others of its kind know it had found ..food?.

 With a visable shake of its head he turned and began looking over the partys wounded. Whos wounded the most of us?.
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Kahmaul cracks his neck,"If there might  be more of them it might be a good idea to move the body away from us... We could throw off any other of its kind that might wander towards us. Grondor, do you think you could help me move this one, and dispose of it far enough away? The others can go back to their watch or rest till the morning."

Though it is obvious that he has been wounded deeply the Anthros seems to want to ignore the wounds for now. He has spent a long time without need of others seeing to his wounds. Besides, others who are wounded might need the cleric's attention more while they could.

"There is no way of telling.  The only reason they gather is to work together to torture more people effectively or to mate.  Once a destrachan lays its eggs, the young are left to fend for themselves."  He tosses the rag aside and puts his sword back in its straps on his back.  "That honking was not to alert others.  I don't think you understand yet.  They don't eat us.  We aren't food.  They torture and kill for the pleasure of doing so.  Bodies are left wherever after that.  Lots of bodies."  He looks Tyler in the eyes and holds it.  "Those hoots were to make us think it was still at the bottom of the hill instead of up here with us while it was out of sight."

Turning to Kahmaul the hobgoblin sighs heavily.  "I'll not touch that thing.  It's dead.  Over there.  It won't start to stink till after we're gone.  Just leave it.  They track by sound, not smell."  With that, the hobgoblin goes over to his pallet, draws the covers over his bulk--armor and all--and goes to sleep.
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Kahmaul nods accepting the seasoned warrior words. It served him well to be able to trust his knowledge of the beast. The creature was clearly evil, his aura radiating from before it had reached them, and made fighting it all the easier.

The Anthros carefully wipes his guantlets off before leaving the body and resting back on the stones where he planned to rest. He relaxes and waits for the others to return back to camp. He has been impressed with his companions ability thus far.

Vertium spent some more time studying the creature. In his fascination with the beast, he hadn't heard the cleric speak about healing. After about 30 minutes, he decided to head back to camp and get some sleep. The creature was interesting; but not enough to keep him awake when his head felt like it was about to implode.

"I'd say whoever needs healing do what you can and get some rest, I'm going back to my watch."

Genovia moves back to her defensive position to finish out her watch.

Kiro's mouth had been agape the entire time Grondor had been talking.

The sheer...horror of what this thing was capable of...and Grondor made it clear this was just one of many things that roam the nights...

Kiro was beginning to wonder if maybe leaving the Forge in the first place was a bad idea. He went back to his bed roll, spear by his side, and tried to go to sleep. Chances wee he'd spend the night awake, flinching at every slight noise, but it was the attempt that counted.

How can humans compare to such raw power?

Dathnaea stares in awe at Kahmaul and Grondor.  Against the kobolds, even humans likely would be devastating, but against such a powerful monster as the destrachan?  She had never conceived of such.  The so-called elder races could overwhelm and destroy humans like they would stamp out vermin on a farm.

She wrapped herself tightly in her cloak and lay down far from any of the non-humans, on the other side of the group from the beast.

The young woman got no sleep that night.

The night passes swiftly with no incident.  True to Grondor's claim, the corpse does not stink in the morning.  At his suggestion, the group just moves on.

After the encounter with the monster, the adventurers have grown much more cautious.  Camps are set up in well fortified area that give them the advantage should something attack.  Nothing does.  A few days later they crest a small hill and find themselves looking down on the 'skeleton' of a large beast.  The skeleton is actually just a formation of stones and petrified wood.  From a distance it looks like some long, reptilian creature, tail and everything.  The petrified logs are thin and fallen into each other reaching an apex above the rocks in what very strongly resembles the skeletal remains of a wing.  Up close, the myth is dispelled and the rumors are laid bare as false.

Behind the formation is a massive cave entrance that leads into the side of a small mountain.  The cave looks like a giant mouth.  Stalactites and stalagmites grow in profusion along the roof and floor of the entrance making it look like a massive mouth ready to chew all who dare enter.

Several kobolds have made camp in front, some sort of guard outpost watching the entrance.  There are less than ten, but they move with more confidence and ease than the kobolds that held the acolyte.  From their current high vantage point, the group has seen the guards while remaining hidden in the thick growth of the Koar.

GM: The party is well rested, fully healed, and all spells have been regained.  Please mark on your character sheets what spells you have memorized/prayed for if you are a caster.
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"This is the place," Chadaros states.  "I get what they were saying.  It isn't 'teeth of the rocks' it was 'mouth of the cave'.  Cannial Severbough and the surviving acolytes are in there, if they still live."

Looks at the lay of the land then back to the group.  "Maybe those of us with bows can stay up here to cause some confussion, and you guys can sneak in behind them as they come toward us. We would probably need to make sure some could make sure no one goes back into the to possibly alert others though. "

Flynn looks down with a slight glance,"Hmm... Now this looks interesting. Perhaps we should be a bit more weary. These kobolds took down a party of druids in the wilds and had no problems sending out that large party after this one." Nodding towards the freed acolyte.

He crouches low and continues to speak,"They probably have a few tricks up their sleeves as well. I would rather scout these guys out a bit longer if possible. Or draw more of them out to test their response to threats... Charging in would likely get us killed."

 He has taken the word of those who looked at the kobolds watching the front and there is a guard force blocking the entrance to the caves. My advice?, lure them out with something they would want to rush after..umm, like a wounded deer or cattle?,  i know we dont have one but if we can make the sound of something thats wounded...Or we have to have some get down there and take out the sentrys with stealth. If there are that many odds are good that at least one will get loose and go warn those inside.

As if in a fog, even the talk of tactics does little to stir the big hobgoblin from the stoic silence he's maintained since the battle with the destrachan.

Kiro watched the others silently.

"They have to send out patrol parties eventually. That would be the best time, when their numbers are small at the cave. Then we get in and out before the patrols return." He tried to remember what tactics the Forge had taught him. "Then we can Hammer and Anvil. Bows from one side, while the closer range fighters get into positions on the opposite side of the cave. The bows draw the attention, and when the kolbolds entrench to return fire, the hammer strikes from the other side?"

Kahmaul shakes his head, "The longer we wait the more likely it is that the Acolytes lives will be forfeit. I do not like that option.... But it seems like our best course. Any thoughts Grondor? You seem awfully silent."

The question snaps the hobgoblin back to the here and now and he considers the situation.  "Your plan is sound.  The kobolds are cunning, but it appears the cave is deep.  Take out one set of sentries then attack swiftly.  They will be overwhelmed.  Just make sure that none escape into the cave or the rest of those deeper in will be forewarned."

Flynn looks cautiously at the others, "Sigh... Ok. Are we sure that this is the only enterance to the cave?"

"It's the only one I'm aware of, but I have not been underground so I can't say for sure."

"None of you have traveled the Koar before this time in.  I'm the only one who's been in before and I've never been to this cave.  The answer to your question, Flynn, is not possible to know unless we do a thorough search of the area or go into the cave and look around.  I doubt the captives have that much time left to them."
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while watching the group of Kobolds and making mental notes of their positioning she asks a question.

"Vertium, how far away from you can you make your animals?  If you can do it far enough from you, we may be able to make it look like something big is coming from the cave and scare them enough to abandon the entrance."

"I'm not sure they would believe it coming from the cave.  The kobolds have that place secured throughout from what I understand.  Maybe if they thought it was coming from the Koar?"

Vertium had been considering the situation while observing any tactical advantages they may get from the terrain.

When he spoke, he tried to take as many details as he could into consideration. "I think Kiro may be right, we could take down a couple of scouts while the others are guarding the entrance. However, Once we take them out, we will have a couple of minutes at best before the others get suspicious. If they warn the others, the best option we have would be to retreat back into the jungle and try again latter. With any luck, they will just pass us off as wandering adventurers. I should warn you though, these Kobolts seem quite efficient."

Vertium listened to Genovia's proposal wondering how he could apply it to the situation. "As for illusions, it is a school of magic which I have forsaken. So although I can summon a beast, I can not make it appear larger than it really is. My domain is knowledge, deceit is something I prefer to avoid when at all possible."
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"Whatever we are going to do, let's do it.  I don't want to stand out in the open in this place waiting for something to come out of the trees that we can't handle."  Dathnaea looked downright terrified.  Her eyes darted everywhere into the trees behind the group and she visibly shook.

She watches as the group continues to discuss the situation, and then seems to come to a conclusion.

"Ok, I say those of us with bows get into positions to provide support to the fighters amongst us.  Those of you who want to get up close and take the fight to them  come at them from the east side of the cave entrance, and those that can hamper there movement try and sneak in behind them and do what they do best."

She then looks up at the position of the sun.

"It's starting to get dark though and at the most I say we have a couple more hours to get into position and prepare to attack.  Unless someone has a better idea, I say we move now.  I'm going to move so that I can get a clear shot into the cave to try and knock down anyone going in. "

she then looks to Vertium.

"If you have any sort of spell or something to help us block their retreat into the cave it would be helpful."

She waits to see if there are any concerns, and if not she will begin to sneak into position.

[Private to GM: Charisma bonus = 20, to help add some emphasis on this is a good plan]

Kahmaul nods at the humans idea to move out. While he did not want to rush into the conflict without considering their options, he did know that they needed to act, and waiting around was not an option with the druids in danger. Kahmaul smirks at Flyn, "Well, I still think that taking out any groups they send out on patrol might be worth trying, though they might be suspicious from the last group that we dispatched."

The Antrhos looks at the others and continues, "If we follow your plan I think Flynn could guide those of us who aren't exactly the sneaky type down towards the mouth of the cave and move close enough to overwhelm the defenders as quickly as possible while those who have the skill remain here and prepare to pick off those who try and retreat back into the cave. That means you and Danathaea will remain here right?"

 He shrugs at the lack of a any part of the plans being drawn up to engage the kobalds, Then looks over to Genovia, If a lone human were to walk near the entrance do you think they might want to capture him or just kill them first on sight?. I was hoping that they would send a small force of those guards to chase after him.

"I doubt that would work, seeing as any guard worth his salt would raise the alarm and then go chasing after you, but if your looking to be a pincussion I'll not stop you.

Flynn looks at the larger figures and then over the Kobolds cave to imagine a way in which he could get the lumbering fools to follow him down towards the entrance. Sigh... How do I always get roped into doing these things? Damn you Kahmaul you keep getting the worst assignments. I can't wait until I've paid this debt off. I should never have dragged his ass out of that fight.

[Private to GM: Any likely paths or approaches that might put some of them close enough to attack but far enough away not to be noticed easily?]

Genovia, followed closely by Dathnaea, find a spot to ambush the patrol.  Flynn leads Kahmaul, Grondor, and Chadaros down a secluded path to within striking range of the main guards.  At the end of the path there is a stand of trees fronted by some kind of huge bush.  From there, the fighters can see the guards but the guards likely cannot see them.  They make no moves to that effect and none enter the cave.  One kobold, possibly the leader of the guards, is even smoking something.  The greenish smoke swirls up into the air and lingers like a tendril of some weakling Koar monster.

Flynn is able to rejoin Genovia, Dathnaea, and anyone else who can move stealthily enough to quitely ambush the patrol.

GM:  Vertium, Kiro, and Tyler must declare what they intend to do (include join the melee players as Flynn leads them or ambush with Genovia).  For the ambush I need Flynn, Genovia, and anyone else who ambushes with them to roll initiative to determine which of you attacks first (you have surprise against the two patrolling kobolds so they are effectively at 1 initiative).  You have exactly one round to take these guys out before they cry out.  Don't forget sneak attack bonuses.  I'll adjust for any cover/AC, just tell me what you roll with all bonuses for flanked attacking.

Feel free to ask any questions before you attack.

I will handle main battle separately.

 Moving closer he shrugs at the dismissal from one party member and his friend Genovia ignoring his thoughts on the subject. He finds some cover behind Genovia and stood ready to race forward and do any healing that might be needed.

Kiro puts his large leather glove on his right hand as he follows Flynn and the others.

Gripping his spear, the symbol on the back of the glove glows briefly as he concentrates on his weapon. He covers the glow with his other hand as he finishes the spell.

[Private to GM: Kiro will be going with the melees - and a heads up, will be weapon augmentation personal-ing his spear with Kobold Bane (+2 to hit, +2d6 damage vs Kobolds) before he enters battle.]

Kahmaul crouches over as he stalks forward slightly. He looks tense as he draws his axe and readies to charge at the Kobolds. He waits for Genovia's signal as he prepares to launch in and assualt. [Private to GM: Kahmaul prepares an action to charge at the Kobolds the second the first shot is fired. ]

Flynn leaves the others behind as he moves closer to the cave entrance. He stalks like a cat moving as close to the edge of the cave's entrance as possible. His dagger glints in the light as he holds it aloft and gets ready to spring into action...

She draws her bow as everyone is hopefully in position and lets fly an arrow at the first kobold.

[Private to GM: init = 18, atk = 26*crit, dmg with sneak and crit = 23 ]

Vertium was thoughtful. They had waisted a lot of time discussing the plan, then even more to get everyone to agree to it. Was the waste of time normal? He wondered, whether this would diminish their chances of getting to the prisoners in time. Maybe he should have done something about it but what it wasn't like he could just go around giving over people orders. It was weird enough giving them advice let alone making decisions for them.

He summoned a celestial dog and joined the fighters checking for a place where he would be able to observe the scene in safety while giving advice to the group.

Before Combat

[Private to GM: Genovia moves to ambush kobold patrol.
Flynn moves into position near the entrance of the cave.
Tyler moves into position to support Genovia.
Vertium moves into hiding with the melee group after summoning his celestial dog.
Celestial Dog moves into hiding with the melee group.
Kahmaul moves into hiding with the melee group in front of the cave.
Kiro moves into hiding with the melee group in front of the cave.
Dathnaea moves to ambush kobold patrol.
Grondor moves into hiding with the melee group in front of the cave.
Chadaros Highclimb moves into hiding with the melee group in front of the cave.]


*Name                 Init   AC/DR     HP/HP    Notes
Genovia                18    18/--     18/18    ambushing patrol
Dathnaea               17    12/--      6/ 6    ambushing patrol
Tyler                  15    18/--     30/30    ambushing patrol

Flynn                  16    17/--      8/ 8    sneaking to cave entrance

Chadaros Highclimb     19    11/--     10/10    hiding within melee range of cave
Vertium                16    15/--      5/ 5    hiding within melee range of cave
Celestial Dog          16    15/--     10/10    hiding within melee range of cave
Kahmaul                13    18/--     14/14    hiding within melee range of cave
Kiro                   11    18/--      8/ 8    hiding within melee range of cave
Grondor                 4    19/--     39/39    hiding within melee range of cave

kobold patrol1          1    11/--      8/ 8    on patrol
kobold patrol2          1    11/--      8/ 8    on patrol

kobold guard1           1    13/--     16/16    guarding cave entrance
kobold guard2           1    13/--     16/16    guarding cave entrance
kobold guard3           1    13/--     16/16    guarding cave entrance
kobold guard4           1    13/--     16/16    guarding cave entrance
kobold guard5           1    13/--     16/16    guarding cave entrance
kobold guard6           1    13/--     16/16    guarding cave entrance

kobold seargant         1    17/--     32/32    guarding cave entrance

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With a deep silent breath, Dathnaea concentrates.  Slowly she draws back the arrow and lets fly.  The arrow strikes true, but the kobold does not die.

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12:21, Today: Dathnaea Searii rolled 17 using 1d20+3. atk. vs. kobold patrol2.
12:22, Today: Dathnaea Searii rolled 3 using 1d8. dmg. vs. kobold patrol2.

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Kahmaul dashes forward at the signal of the first arrow catching the kobolds by surprise. He thunders forward to the nearest Kobold in an effort to drop his first one quickly and then move on to the next.

[Private to GM: Kahmaul will actually stow his axe away and attack with his guantlets. He's going to take 10 in attacking with a charge: 16 altogether against one of the normal guards. If its possible he will position himself to have a clear line on the Captain on his next attack.

Damage: 11 damage]

The Anthros acolyte is startled by Kahmaul's sudden movement.  He whispers fiercely, "Wait!  I thought we were supposed to wait on the others!"  Too late to do anything about it now, he follows Kahmaul into battle, sprinting for the first guard he comes to [kobold guard 2].  His staff butts into the midsection of the kobold cracking a couple of ribs [3 dmg].

Flynn shakes his head at Kahmuals rush of the plan, moving to support his friend by finding the back of the guard the Anthros attacked. He moves to slice the guard from his rear, hoping to keep the creature between he and Kahmaul, aiming for the Kobolds unprotected sections.

[Private to GM: Flynn will flank the kobold and attack with his dagger: 13 on the attack and total damage of 8 damage if it hits. He will also reach into his pocket and finger out a card. It makes no difference which on it is, but will serve as his next action should the Kobolds seek to overwhelm them. I'm sorry about the rushed attack, I thought it was the plan to attack once the arrows started flying. "P ]

Kiro finished up his spell as Kahmaul decided to break the plan. This was bad, and the advantage the Hammer and Advil tactic was shot. Best they could hope for now was just the element of surprise.

His eyes met Grondor's for a moment, before he ran after Kahmaul, picking a target and attempting to skewer one of the guards, his spear flashing with an odd light as it connected.

[Private to GM:
23:02, Today: Secret Roll: Kiro Latroony rolled 24 using 1d20+4. Attack (+Kobold bane). (Natural 20 rolled)
23:02, Today: Secret Roll: Kiro Latroony rolled 11 using 1d20. check for crit.
23:04, Today: Secret Roll: Kiro Latroony rolled 17 using 3d6+2. Damage (+2d6 for Bane).
Target: Whichever kobold is closest that is not targeted by someone else.]

 Looking like he had gotten a hit on the one kobold he lifts up from his hiding and begins running forward trying to reload his Xbow as he runs.
 In truth he guessed the fight would be over long before he made it there but sometimes he was surprised at the way battles turned out.

Vertium observes the situation makes a few assessments and then gives an order to the nearby fighters. "Kill their leader first!" Once again, he was acting on instinct as he feared that loosing this battle would mean loosing the hostages.

The young Invar knew that most groups didn't work as well once their leader had been killed or at least, that is what he had read in his military history books. Vertium then spent the rest of the round analysing the situation and hoping that there was a viable strategy that could be used to distract the kobolts enough that they wouldn't sound the alarm.

Vertium sends his dog to attack the Kobolt sergeant.  However the attack fails to land. Vertium silently hopes that the distraction would be enough that the sergeant wouldn't send one of the guards to sound the alarm.

The others had already alerted the kobolds to their position.  Surprise was on their side.  Grondor added intimidation to that.  His bulk moved more quickly than his appearance suggested.  His powerful shoulders heaved and his blade sliced into the leader of the reptilian guards.

11:16, Today: Grondor Swordstorm rolled 25 using 1d20+7. atk vs. sergeant.
11:17, Today: Grondor Swordstorm rolled 13 using 2d6+4. dmg vs. kobold sergeant.

Order of Events

Genovia slays a kobold on patrol with a precisely placed arrow [23 dmg].
Dathnaea damages the second kobold patrolling the area [3 dmg].
Tyler finishes off the second kobold patrol with a crossbow bolt [7 dmg].

Flynn backstabs a kobold guard[1] [8 dmg].
Vertium orders his dog into the attack and directs the melee fighters to concentrate on the leader.
Celestial Dog attempts to bite the kobold sergeant but misses.
Kahmaul lands a devastating attack against a kobold guard[1] and moves toward the sergeant[11 dmg].
Kiro slays another kobold guard[2] with his spear in a single thrust [17 dmg].
Grondor lands a solid hit against the kobold sergeant [13dmg].
Chadaros Highclimb manages to damage one of the kobold guards[3] [3dmg].


*Name                 Init   AC/DR     HP/HP    Notes
Genovia                18    18/--     18/18    600' from battle <----- Initiative
Dathnaea               17    12/--      6/ 6    600' from battle
Tyler                  15    18/--     30/30    600' from battle

Chadaros Highclimb     19    11/--     10/10
Flynn                  16    17/--      8/ 8
Vertium                16    15/--      5/ 5
Celestial Dog          16    15/--     10/10
Kahmaul                13    18/--     14/14
Kiro                   11    18/--      8/ 8
Grondor                 4    19/--     39/39

kobold patrol1          1    11/--   DEAD/ 8
kobold patrol2          1    11/--   DEAD/ 8

kobold guard1           1    13/--   DEAD/16
kobold guard2           1    13/--   DEAD/16
kobold guard3           1    13/--     13/16
kobold guard4           1    13/--     16/16
kobold guard5           1    13/--     16/16
kobold guard6           1    13/--     16/16

kobold sergeant         1    17/--     19/32


Surprised, the kobolds fail to react, except for the sergeant who quickly quaffs a potion.  His skin turns a dark grey but nothing else happens.

Genovia seeing both of the patrollers fall heads towards the cave entrance to begin helping with the fight there.

"Good job guys let's go help the others now, they may need some support."

Dathnaea nods and darts off toward the cave.

Kahmaul moves towards the Sergeant and lets out a grunt as he lets the body of the first kobold fall unceremoniously to the ground. The Anthros warrior was certain that if he could drop the leader of this force quickly the rest of the plan would fall together for the party. He unleashes his attack with unnerring accuracy.

[Private to GM: Kahmual is going to smite the sergeant. taking ten that should be an 18- 20 if Flynn can move to flank him. 11 damage for the attack. ]

Kiro kicked the body of the kobold off of his spear before turning to the next one. His stomach tried to retch when it finally sunk in what he was doing.

His next thrust missed, but he was at least able to keep his food in his stomach. It was getting easier, as long as he kept reminding himself what the violence was for.

[Private to GM: 15:39, Today: Secret Roll: Kiro Latroony rolled 12 using 1d20+4. Attack + bane. ]

The young Anthros slammed the end of his staff down onto the head of one of the guards finally connecting with a solid blow. [6 dmg kobold guard4]

One of the kobold guards moves too close to Grondor.  Something is not right.  The hobgoblin has a crazed look in his eye as he swings his weapon, cleaving the poorly protected guard clean in half at the waist.  The blade continues on nearly doing the same to the next kobold.  Blood flies everywhere.


18:30, Today: Grondor Swordstorm rolled 27 using 1d20+7. atk vs. guard[6].
18:31, Today: Grondor Swordstorm rolled 20 using 1d20+7. CRITICAL!!!
18:31, Today: Grondor Swordstorm rolled 10 using 2d6+4. dmg vs. guard[6].
18:32, Today: Grondor Swordstorm rolled 19 using 1d20+7. atk vs. guard[5].
18:32, Today: Grondor Swordstorm rolled 12 using 2d6+4. dmg vs. guard[5].

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Vertium took note as Grondor went into a rage attacking anything in site. At least he wasn't attacking his own team mates but it would have been better if he were attacking the sergent leader. The young wizard wondered whether there was a way to distract the leader enough so that he would forget to sound the alarm. So far, it seemed that they were lucky enough that he hadn't considered that action yet.

The dog continued attacking the Kobolt leader as Vertium had instructed it to a few moments earlier. The animal leaped at the Kobolt's throat almost managing to bite into the Sergent's throat. However, the sergent was lucky enough to move out of the way at the last moment receiving only a small injury in the process.

16:51, Today: Vertium Thrusius rolled 4 using 1d4+1.
16:49, Today: Vertium Thrusius rolled 21 using 1d20+2. Attack.
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Flynn grits his teeth as the battle continues. He moves forward and gracefully positions himself behind the sergeant to flank the guard with Kahmual. He strikes the mans unprotected back before whatever potion the beast downed can take effect.

[Private to GM: Flynn rolls a 17 on tumble, but only a 5 with his attack.]

 Spending much of his time running into low hanging branches and full bush's he was slowed as he charged forward trying to keep up with Genovia but slowly losing ground. He could still see the lights ahead and the sounds of battle reached his ears and gave direction to his feet.

 I can only hope the surprise is complete and we stop them from alerting the other kobalds inside the cave, we truely dont want to have to fight the whole clan of them.

[Private to Tyler Darkwatch:  As he close's he begins to change his direction towards the captive druids in case they might need his help for their wounds.

GM: There are no captive druids in sight.  If they are still alive, they'll be deep inside the cave.]
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Order of Events

Genovia, Dathnaea, and Tyler all sprint for the cave.

Flynn flanks the sergeant and attempts to backstab him before he downs the potion, but misses completely in the heat of battle.
Vertium orders his dog to continue to attack the leader.
Celestial Dog attacks the sergeant and though it gets a solid bite in, the kobold takes no damage!
Kahmaul lands a haymaker of an attack against the sergeant adding to it the divine power which strengthens and supports him.  The blow would have killed a lesser being, but again the sergeant takes the blow with no visible damage!

Kiro misses with his next attack, the battle becoming less nauseating to him.
Grondor cleaves a kobold guard in half and severely damages another.
Chadaros Highclimb does significant damage to one of the kobolds, finally getting the hang of combat.

The remaining guards, severely wounded and outnumbered, make a limping break for the cave.
The sergeant, also seeing he is outnumbered, quaffs another potion.  His wounds heal before your eyes.  He turns and heads for the cave.  Quaffing the potion makes him mute and he cannot shout this round.

GM: If the kobolds are not killed or immobilized they will be inside in the next turn the sergeant will undoubtedly call out as soon as the liquid clears his throat.

[Spellcraft] checks for those who have them trained to determine what the first potion did.


*Name                 Init   AC/DR     HP/HP    Notes
Genovia                18    18/--     18/18    480' from battle <----- Initiative
Dathnaea               17    12/--      6/ 6    480' from battle
Tyler                  15    18/--     30/30    480' from battle

Chadaros Highclimb     19    11/--     10/10
Flynn                  16    17/--      8/ 8
Vertium                16    15/--      5/ 5
Celestial Dog          16    15/--     10/10
Kahmaul                13    18/--     14/14
Kiro                   11    18/--      8/ 8
Grondor                 4    19/--     39/39

kobold patrol1          1    11/--   DEAD/ 8
kobold patrol2          1    11/--   DEAD/ 8

kobold guard1           1    13/--   DEAD/16
kobold guard2           1    13/--   DEAD/16
kobold guard3           1    13/--     13/16    Move 30'
kobold guard4           1    13/--     10/16    Move 30'
kobold guard5           1    13/--      4/16    Move 20'
kobold guard6           1    13/--   DEAD/16

kobold sergeant         1    17/--     28/32    Move 20'

Seeing the kolbolds make a break for it, Kiro tried to cut them off, attacking the one closest to the cave. The light shining from his spear dulled for a moment as the strike went wide.

[Private to GM: Target Kolbold guard3,
09:49, Today: Secret Roll: Kiro Latroony rolled 12 using 1d20+4. Attack+bane.
another miss...gah! even with Bane on I suck! haha

09:45, Yesterday: Kiro Latroony rolled 16 using 1d20+9. Spellcraft check. ]
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A look of shock comes over the Anthros knight's face. That strike was shrugged off far too easily for his liking. He Smirks and does not let the captain flee. He reaches forward and tries to throw himself ontop of the kobold and try to pin the sergeant before he can call for an alarm.

[Private to GM:
Kahmaul is going to try and grapple the kobold. What is his size? I think I can keep this guy still and try to gag him. Wear out his potions and try to knock him out or something. He's worth questioning.
OOC: Truth is I'm a bit fuzzy on grapple rolls. Haven't really played a character that could really grapple at all. I figured I'd roll all of them and let you tell me how it runs.
01:16, Today: Kahmaul Quddus rolled 19 using 1d20+4. Strength check.
01:15, Today: Kahmaul Quddus rolled 28 using 1d20+8. Touch attack.
01:15, Today: Kahmaul Quddus rolled 20 using 1d20+8. Grapple vs. Sergeant.


]

Chadaros, intimidated by Grondor's fury, misses a fleeing kobold.

"Come on!  They are fleeing into the cave!"

"You will not survive this day," Grondor growls in a low tone.  His massive weapon splits a kobold from neck to groin and the two halves fall away from each other.


18:30, Today: Grondor Swordstorm rolled 24 using 1d20+7. atk vs. guard[4].
18:31, Today: Grondor Swordstorm rolled 15 using 2d6+4. dmg vs. guard[4].

The celestial dog moved away from the leader and attacked the weaker looking fleeing Kobolt. However, the dog wasn't quick enough and the Kobolt moved away as the dog launched its attack (9). The dog continued chasing it.

Vertium on the over hand, used the available time to get out his rope and Create a loop and tightening knot around one of the fleeing Kobolts. Hopefully, the attack would be enough to send the Kobolt flying to the floor for a few instants.

Vertium didn't know what to do about the leader so, he simply shouted out to the overs. "The more times you hit the leader, the quicker his steel-skin potion will wear off. Magical attacks will help even more since they will also harm him."

[Private to Game Master: My attack score using ranged attacks (Which this kind off is) is equal to 15 which is above the Kobolt's Ac. However, I am not sure whether I would be taking penalties for the action? If so, should I roll?]

Flynn moves to attack any of the remaining kobolds, hoping to finish any would be warnings, and barring that will move to the mouth of the cave to protect the group as they deal with the sergeant's armor.

Order of Events

Genovia, Dathnaea, and Tyler all sprint for the cave.

Flynn moves to the front of the cave to block access and manages a scratch [1 dmg] against one of the fleeing kobolds[5].
Vertium, quick with a rope, snares one of the kobold guards[3] around the neck and takes him to the ground.
Celestial Dog darts off after the fleeing kobolds but does not get in a bite.
Unable to damage the sergeant, Kahmaul reaches out with long Anthros arms and grabs the smaller creature, pinning him.  While the potion makes him invulnerable to damage, it does not make him slippery.
Kiro misses again. [Private to Kiro Latroony: {Spellcraft} Potion is a steelskin potion.  See PM for spell details.]
Grondor slices through another of the fleeing guards[4] who dies instantly, falling into separate halves.
Chadaros Highclimb fails to land a blow intimidated by Grondor's fury.

Only one guard[5], severely wounded is almost to the cave.  He yips and barks and makes all manner of commotion, but the sound does not echo inside yet as he is still 20' from the entrance.

The sergeant, thoroughly pinned with his mouth covered by a great, fury fist is unable to shout.


*Name                 Init   AC/DR     HP/HP    Notes
Genovia                18    18/--     18/18    360' from battle <----- Initiative
Dathnaea               17    12/--      6/ 6    360' from battle
Tyler                  15    18/--     30/30    360' from battle

Chadaros Highclimb     19    11/--     10/10
Flynn                  16    17/--      8/ 8
Vertium                16    15/--      5/ 5
Celestial Dog          16    15/--     10/10
Kahmaul                13    18/--     14/14
Kiro                   11    18/--      8/ 8
Grondor                 4    19/--     39/39

kobold patrol1          1    11/--   DEAD/ 8
kobold patrol2          1    11/--   DEAD/ 8

kobold guard1           1    13/--   DEAD/16
kobold guard2           1    13/--   DEAD/16
kobold guard3           1    13/--     13/16    Prone
kobold guard4           1    13/--   DEAD/16
kobold guard5           1    13/--      3/16    Move 20'
kobold guard6           1    13/--   DEAD/16

kobold sergeant         1    17/--     28/32    Pinned - Kahmaul

The dog continues following the Kobolt but its attack once again falls short (11).

" Someone deal with the fleeing Kobolt." Vertium then turns around looking for a high spot to observe the situation from. [Private to GM: He whispers something in the sergeant's ear using the message spell. He attempts to intimidate the Kobolt into submission. "Don't move..." ( 19 + any bonus from the spell use; PS: I accidentally added +5 to the roll on the Dice Roller.)]
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Kiro blinked when the kolbold he was fighting was lassoed and torn to the ground.

The spear in his hand glowed brightly, and his arm seemed to move on it's on, finishing off the prone kolbold. One more down, two to go.

Flynn seemed to have the last guard under control, and Kahmaul had the leader pinned. Kiro was surprised how quickly things turned around.


[Private to GM:
10:21, Today: Secret Roll: Kiro Latroony rolled 13 using 3d6+2. Finally. damage.
10:21, Today: Secret Roll: Kiro Latroony rolled 18 using 1d20+8. Attack + bane + prone. Seriously. ]

Flynn stabs again at the fleeing kobold hoping to keep it from continuing past him. He curses a bit at his luck in this situation. Of course he would be between the rest of the kobolds and their only way to escape.

[Private to GM: Sorry for the delay on the post. My computer is giving me issues. Kahmaul will continue to pin the monster. I will post his speech in a few hours.
20:02, Today: Flynn Darktreader rolled 2 using 1d4-1. damage.
20:02, Today: Flynn Darktreader rolled 14 using 1d20-1. attack ]
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Genovia and the others run up as Flynn downs the last kobold.  The sergeant still struggles in vain in Kahmaul's arms while the other kobold lay dazed and prone.

Grondor whirled around seeking another enemy, but mastered himself before ending the life of the kobold on the ground.  The group came together in front of the cave to decide on the next course of action.

Vertium uses his dexterity to tie the dazed Kobolt, if possible to a tree. He will then remove any weapon or sharp object that the creature may have to stop it from cutting its way out of the ropes.

Combat was something new to him. However, the idea of capturing prisoners was even newer so he was unsure about the course of action they should take.

Kahmaul continues to hold down the Sergeant with his massive form. He grunts to the others as softly as he can, "I'll hold him down... Someone take  his weapons and tie him down. And check him for more of these potions. I don't like how quickly he resorted to them. There might be more like him inside."

Potions? Sounded right up Kiro's alley. Kiro pulled his spear out of the last Kolbold he hit and started to Kahmaul, intent on patting the pinned kolbold leader down...and perhaps pocketing a potion or two. "We can only hope," Kiro answered Kahmaul.

Gathering the loot from the guards the group finds:

2 clear bottles with a crystal blue liquid
4 silvery vials filled with a syrupy clear liquid
1 glass vial filled with a grey syrupy liquid
1 pouch of sparkly dust

86 gold total

assorted kobold sized weapons and armor (about 10 gp worth)

The sergeant wields a sword that shimmers faintly in the dim light of Midrath Koar.  It is too small to be considered a short sword for a medium sized creature.

and an odd object with thirteen moving parts that slide around each other.  Each part is a distinct color.

Anyone with the Brew Potion feat can make a spellcraft check for each potion to determine what it is.

"I don't really have a melee weapon.  If someone will trade, they can use that as a long knife and I can use theirs.  If no one wants it, I'll use the kobold's sword myself."

 Puffing hard by the time he had finished the run to the open area in front of the cave entrance. He watched as the last kobald went down or was secured.

 He will spend time checking to see if anyone is hurt enough to require his help with healing and dressing the wound.

 Later he will ask if they want to let him look over the potions and dust, since he has a little skill with brewing potions. If they do then he will examine the potions and dust and see if he can remember any properties of the liquid and dust inside the containers.

11:33, Today: Tyler Darkwatch rolled 11 using 1d20+6. Identify pouch sparkly dust.
11:33, Today: Tyler Darkwatch rolled 15 using 1d20+6. Identify vial/grey syrup.
11:32, Today: Tyler Darkwatch rolled 14 using 1d20+6. Identify silvery vials.
11:31, Today: Tyler Darkwatch rolled 16 using 1d20+6. identify blue bottles(spellcraft

Vertium will immediately move towards the unidentified object and spend some time trying to determine what it was. He is semi-interested in the gold but only because he is about to go broke and going hungry didn't seem like a pleasant idea to him.

[Private to GM: OoC: I take 20 to determine what it is giving me a total of 31 (Unless it is from a knowledge I don't have.]

Tyler and Vertium look over the potions and sword.

[Private to Tyler Darkwatch:
The silvery vials of clear syrup are 4 Heal Light Wounds potions.  2d4+3 HP healed.]

[Private to Vertium Thrusius:
The grey syrupy stuff, which has a metallic smell to it is another steelskin potion.
The crystal blue potions are potions of fire resistance.  Absorbs 50 fire dmg.  Lasts 8 hours.
Sword is a +1 long-knife for medium users. 1d4+1 dmg, +1 atk.
The dust is from an earth-fairy called a ghixie.  I is used in various earth-based spells as a component and has faint magical properties.  That this kobold had some on him when he is clearly not a spell-caster indicates it may have some specific use inside the cave.
The silvery vials of clear syrup are 4 Heal Light Wounds potions.  2d4+3 HP healed.]

Kiro lets the other two look over the stuff. He was more interested with what was in the cave.

"Way I see it, we have two options: Question the leftovers to find out what were up against inside, and risk the other patrols coming back, or hope for the best and keep our element of surprise, and head inwards without that knowledge."

Flynn studies the trinket along with Veritum. He seems entranced by the device as he tinkers with it. His face seems to be in almost a childlike awe for a moment before he quickly realizes that others may see him like this. He shakes his head and wonders what sort of item this may be.

OOC:
21:47, Today: Flynn Darktreader rolled 19 using 1d20+6. appraise its value.
21:47, Today: Flynn Darktreader rolled 14 using 1d20+6. Identify the device.

Kahmual stands after having secured the sergeant and places a cloth in the guards mouth to keep his cries dulled. Once the others have finnished picking through the guards belongings he motions for them to group together and speaks softly, "Lets worry about enchanted weapons and gold once we've rid oursleves this menace. I say we take those not slain and bound them quickly. Veritum, is there any chance you can summon a monster that can sneak into the cave without arising suspicioun and get an idea of what defenses we face? If you cannot, I say we continue forward as Kiro recommends to keep our attack swift."

He glances down at the bound and gagged kobold and speaks in a harsh tone, "If we question them we migth delay ourselves too long or be open to lies that could cause us to run afoul a trap set in advance. I'd not like to chance it."

"I'm with these two," the hobgoblin nods toward Kahmaul and Kiro.  "None of us received even a scratch.  If the Invar can keep his mutt out, I think we are as prepared as we are likely to get heading in to the caves.  Chadaros," Grondor turned to the acolyte.  "Did you encounter anything more than kobolds with Severbough?"

Chadaros shakes his head.  "No.  Only a large number of kobolds.  We've slain about half.  I'm sure we can expect more of the same inside, though some might be more skilled than what we've faced up till now."

The multi-part object gets passed around to everyone, but it defies explanation and is beyond any lore that those in the group posses.  Not knowing what it is or does makes assigning a reasonable value to it impossible.  The guard had it on him for some reason.  Maybe the answer will be found within the cave.

Flynn nods at the others suggestion and begins to slink forward as the others secure the prisoners. He hopes to get an idea for what they are headed towards. And it might be best if he moved in without creating a disturbance.

[Private to GM: Flynn is going to pocket the lens contraption. I'll roll a slieght of hand in private. But further he is going to stealth ahead and check for traps as he does so. Whats visibility in the cave? Invar have low light so I don't want to find I cant see anything.]

 Leaning back after examining the vials carefully and being convinced that the vials were real and not a poison waiting to be used by the kobald.
 Well iam sure these 4 here are Healing vials, from the strength of the color i would guess a cure light mixture, So we have 4 of them how shall we divide them and to who?.

 Placing them aside he looks over to the sword with a cautious glance, he hadnt done much examining on hard materials or enchantments, how ever if the other man failed to discover any secrets then he would try again if they have time.

Flynn moves ahead and checks everything out, but at this point the whole group can get an idea of the main cave just by peeking in.  He returns to report no traps and give details.

The cave is massive and even the dim light of the Koar is enough to light the huge area just inside the intrance.  This opening runs deep into the hillside and slopes down.  It certainly is large enough to house several of the mythological creatures that drew some of the group here.  At the back wall there are four somewhat smaller tunnels.  Where the main cave opens up to the west, the four caves open north, northeast, southeast, and south-southeast.  The cave to the south-southeast exhales air much warmer than the other tunnels, almost oppressively so.

GM: Roll spot checks.

[Private to Flynn Darktreader: It does not appear that anyone saw you pocket the device.

Even the humans can see so far.]

Having given his report to the others Flynn moves back into the cave enterance while the others decide what their doing. He might be able to see which cave was most promising. Flynn set his sights at once, moving towards the heated entrance, still looking for anything suspicious about the  tunnel.

[Private to GM: Spot of 18. Still trying to remain unseen.]
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Vertium does his best not to concentrate on the thirteen sided object. Once he masters the will power to forget about it, he looks up at the cave his eyes quickly taking in the scenery. [Private to GM: OoC: Spot check: 27.]

"I see no objection to you taking the sword Dathnaea. I do not use such things and a weapon is best in the hands of one who can use it."
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Nothing stirs in the cave.  No yips of kobolds or deeper voices of Anthros or others emmenate from the tunnel mouths.  The group moves to the warmer tunnel to the south-southeast.

[Private to Flynn Darktreader; Vertium Thrusius:
GM: There is a highly stylized mark on the inside of the tunnel wall.  It looks like a hammer striking a sphere with flames shooting out from between them.  The picture is so stylized the symbols are barely recognizable for what they are.]

[Private to Vertium Thrusius:
Insight:  There might be more marks at the other tunnel entrances.]

"I don't recognize that at all.  What is it?"  Dathnaea says.  She points out a highly stylized mark on the wall.  It is difficult to make out.

[Private to Kiro Latroony:
It is an ancient symbol for Taphal, god of the Kradok.]

 The small vials of light healing he gathers and wraps them carefully to prevent breakage as much as he could. The other potions and vials seemed familar but the active mixture slipped his memory for now.

 Wrapping the rest of the potions up in his bedroll and securing it to his pack he then hurrys to catch up to the dark cave openning. Sheesh, i hate crawling around inside caves, and we know the enemy has taken refuge there, still this is where our quest leads then i must follow it to the end.

 Taking a place in line he swallows once and plunges into the dim light ahead.

Kahmaul makes his way towards Tyler and whispers, "I'm afraid I hate tunnels as well. They cramp me and make it difficult to battle. Lucky for us though we brought Flynn... The little rat is really good at this sort of thing. As shifty as he seems he's got a good heart and I've not seen a more skilled lightfoot in my years. He should be able to get us through this dark."

Taking into the dark Kahmaul allows one brief smile at the young cleric before setting his sights ahead towards where Dathnaea is motioning at symbols.

Genovia moves toward the warm tunnel, her black armor fading into the walls and darkness till she can be seen only by those who know she's there to look for.  As the group crowds around this symbol, she takes a look herself.

After glancing at it for a few moments, she shrugs and says nothing.  The symbol means nothing to her.  While the rest of the group ponders over what it might mean, she leans back against the far side of the tunnel, twenty feet from anyone else and waits for them to make a decision.

"That looks familiar but I can't quite place it.  Anyone have any ideas or should we just use caution and head down the tunnel?"

Kiro moves up to the symbol, instantly recognizing it. He traced a bit of the symbol with his hand, and in doing so anyone who wishes to see notices the symbol on the wall matches the symbol on the back of his large leather glove.

"This...is a good sign. Very good sign. Or possibly a very bad sign. The Forge called this place home once, or maybe used it for storage. What's inside may be worth a lot.. but if there are traps... Forge traps are particularly nasty - thieves face higher punishments than murderers."

His gloved hand caresses the symbol almost lovingly.

"The Forge?  Is that a crafter's guild or something?"  Dathnaea glances around at the other tunnels.  "Should we see what is on the other tunnels or follow Kiro down this one?  He seems to know what is to come."

Flynn shrugs his shoulders, "The forge might be worth investigating. But I think if we do, it should be when we know that there are no more of these nasty kobolds behind us, and preferably with time being on our side and not against it. Can anyone read tracks?"

[Private to GM: Flynn will check the tunnel for traps should the others press us to continue down this path. I think that the Kobolds might be using the forge. Though what manner of forge is it? Can Flynn make a history check. ]

"Something like that...but not. More." Kiro tried to think of the right word in Common - Guild? Religion? Brotherhood? Army? All were not quite the right word to use - perhaps the Kradok words for the Forge simply did not have  Common equivalents.

Kiro made a mental note of the place - lost Forge homes were rare finds - important finds, especially for Forge members. He would have to mark the spot on the next map he saw.

But for now, he agreed with Flynn, though just barely. It was no use exploring a Forge Home if it got them killed by a mass of  returning kobolds.

"If we are going to go, we should go now.  Standing around here too long will invite discovery.  I would prefer to engage our enemies at a time of our choosing."  Genovia whispered from the shadows, looking furtively at the wide open space through which many enemies could attack from multiple directions.

"The girl is right.  We should move.  It's not wise to stay in one place in an unfamiliar territory."  Grondor looks at Kahmaul and Vertium, the tentative leaders shaping up in the group.  He has no desire to lead, only advise and guide.

Kahmaul shakes his head, "Kobolds are nasty creatures. They like to set up traps and the token force outside would likely know what precautions were set up within the cave itself. If we move swiftly, we still run the risk of losing our element of surprise, though delaying runs us the same risk... Does anyone have an idea where the Kobolds have frequented? I do  not read tracks, though I'm sure one of our number may. If the kobolds are holed up down on of these paths, we should have some indication of which one we should travel down."

Kahmaul seems a bit worried about the space they are cramped in. He moves towards one of the paths and peers as far as he can down each, trying to see if he can pick up on tracks himself, and if he sees none will defer towards the judgement of which tunnel to take to one of the others.

[Private to GM: Back in full action. Sorry, but my posts may  be staggered a bit with my need to access the internet from public computers or friends for a time. Should still be able to post daily.

What of my earlier question? Should I roll spot checks for the determination of the Kobolds obvious paths? Are they even worth trying? If it is indiscernible, it may come to just deciding to proceed down each one in turn, which may take some time that we may not have. rolls for each spot:
13:33, Today: Kahmaul Quddus rolled 14 using 1d20+6. spot tunnel 4 (forge tunnel).
13:32, Today: Kahmaul Quddus rolled 12 using 1d20+6. spot tunnel 3.
13:32, Today: Kahmaul Quddus rolled 10 using 1d20+6. spot tunnel 2.
13:32, Today: Kahmaul Quddus rolled 21 using 1d20+6. spot tunnel 1. ]

"I've heard similar advice to the contrary: It is unwise to make moves in enemy territory without proper intelligence or information... Now that we're here, we probably should have questioned the little buggers we captured outside under threat of force what we face in here. It may not have done us much good, but as you said, neither does sitting inside the cave discussing what to do next."

Flynn tilts his head towards Kahmaul,"I can scout ahead a bit down each of these alone, but it will take time, and will increase the likelihood of us being noticed. I also don't like the idea of running afoul these beasts alone. And if we run half cocked down the wrong corridor we could end up like our druid friends and at the mercy of the rest of the kobolds... " Flynn takes a moment to study the tracks as best his limited knowledge can provide him and then moves down one of the tunnels with as much silence as he can manage.

[Private to GM: Going to roll for Knowledge on the Forge, then again for the spot checks down each corridor, and finally roll for a stealth check down the likeliest corridor.
13:42, Today: Secret Roll: Flynn Darktreader rolled 16 using 1d20+6. spot tunnel (forge).
13:42, Today: Secret Roll: Flynn Darktreader rolled 23 using 1d20+6. spot tunnel 3.
13:42, Today: Secret Roll: Flynn Darktreader rolled 9 using 1d20+6. spot tunnel 2.
13:42, Today: Secret Roll: Flynn Darktreader rolled 23 using 1d20+6. spot tunnel 1.
13:43, Today: Secret Roll: Flynn Darktreader rolled 23 using 1d20+6. Knowledge (untrained) forge
Damn! rolled an 11 on the stealth... No chance for a declared take 10 on that is there?  :p
]

"The ground is too hard.  I have some decent skill as a tracker, but even I can't read tracks on solid stone."  She turns to Flynn.  "If you need someone to watch your back while you scout, I can do that."

Genovia is correct.  The stone floor of the cave has little dust and no tracks leading down any of the four tunnels.  Dathnaea, curious, points out that there are symbols on two of the other tunnels.  To the southeast, the symbol is that of a strange bramble covered in thorns, while to the northeast the tunnel carries the symbol of a winged-sword.  The the north there is no symbol etched on the wall.

[Private to Vertium Thrusius: The bramble symbol is an ancient symbol for Niaaca and represents the part of her connected to magic.]

[Private to Kahmaul Quddus: The winged sword looks new and may represent something to do with the Evangiel who are the ones who brought the concept of "paladin" to the world.]

Down the tunnel with the winged sword, everything is cool and quiet.  Down the southeast tunnel can be heard a faint sound reminiscent of chimes.  To the north, there is a muffled sound at one point that could be a kobold's yip.

Flynn and Genovia scout down that tunnel a way before it curves.  They disappear from sight for a few minutes before returning.

[Private to Flynn Darktreader; Genovia Swiftfoot: Will PM you details of what you see this afternoon when I get the chance.]

Kahmaul pauses by the symbol and makes a quick hushed prayer under his breath. He thinks back to his training and tries to recall the details of the symbol involved. He agrees with Kiro, once this is all done with he would like to delve deeper into these tunnels to uncover the secrets held within.

Vertium spoke silently. " If my theory is correct, the book I am looking for is down the tunnel leading south-east. I also believe that the Kobolts and their prisoners are to the North. However, without moving down, the tunnels, there is no way to check. When the others come back, I suggest we go down that tunnel unless they bring contradictory information."

"Sounds like a good plan.  I think going down a tunnel with that much heat coming out of it may not be the wisest choice in all this armor."  Grondor looked down at the heavy metal armor with thick leather padding underneath that he wore.  When he looked back up, he grinned.

"What's taking them so long?"  Dathnaea did not whine.  Her voice held fear, fear for her companions, fear for the missing druids, fear for herself.

Inching step by step down the tunnel from which the 'yip' had come and which Genovia and Flynn had disappeared, the young acolyte worried.  "Maybe we should go after them?"

Kahmaul smirks and pats the young acolyte on the back, "I've travelled with Flynn a long time. I'm sure he's just looking for anything that may be useful to us. And Genovia seemed a well  seasoned warrior in her own right. Leave them a bit longer. If they are noticed I'm sure that we would be able to tell. Flynns really good at making a ruckus..."

Vertium nodded. "I agree, we should give them some more time. In the meantime, Do you have any idea at all how many people we may be facing in the cave Chadaros? That will help me determine possible plans of action." Vertium seemed confident as he spoke, trying to plan things so that the group may survive the encounter. The young wizard didn't even consider that this may be construed as a leadership related action by some of the other group members. He also didn't realise that he had said me rather than us. At this point, he was getting bored and was looking for something to distract his mind while waiting for the others.

OoC: How much in-game time has passed so far since they left.

Twenty minutes in all pass before Genovia and Flynn return.  They don't look hurried or injured, but there is a wariness to their movements.

"There is a large cave about five minutes down the tunnel.  It's filled with mushrooms and kobolds.  They all looked military to me.  Flynn, what do you think?"

Flynn shakes his head in a bit of a grumpy mood, "I think that this is a fight that we are not going to enjoy. There are 50 of them, 40 irregulars that are of the same quality as those we ran into outside, and one well armored fellow along with 8 regular combatants whom seem much more like the sergeant outside. All of them are armed, and while some seem more competent than the others, almost all have the ability to attack from a range and there is at least one shaman of an unknown quality. The druids are being held at the far end of the cavern. There are few ways in which to reach them without razing the entire area to get to them and the most competent looking fighters of their lot hold the high ground. I saw no way to reach that area without making our way through the throng of Kobolds..."

Flynn does his best to map out the area for the others from his memory, but it is obvious that there were limits to his vision from their vantage point. He marks where the druids were led to their cage as well as the position of the regular officers in the kobold party. Once done he looks up at Kahmaul, "What do you think, Quddus? I don't like their numbers... And I like less the prospect of them having more potions to wolf down as we fight through them."

Kahmaul studies the map and scratches his chin. The fight seemed to be one they would have a bit of difficulty with. Utilizing their strengths and consuming the potions recently one might give them the edge they need to take such a force... But there would likely be casualties. The warrior gazes over the crowd gathered and wondered who's life would be lost in this battle. His eyes glaze over for a minute before coming again to life as he speaks, "We could create a diversion... Flynn is a fast one, and easily evades others, and using those illusions of yours might create a panic from the kobold main force."

"I don't like this.  I don't like it at all."  The young woman shakes her head constantly as Flynn outlines the cavern.  "What...what if we look down these other tunnels for something that might help us against the kobolds?  Surely they can't all be as difficult as that army?"

 Hearing the size of the forces below, he shakes his head and looks over the group with them. Ok, from my point we came to do a rescue here and to find what out calling quested us to do. Getting swarmed by the mob wont help the druids iam thinking. Ummm, how much stealth do we have?, baring that any chance to smoke them out?.

Grondor looks around and takes stock of the group.  "We are not ready to take such a monumental force head on.  To do so would be suicide."

"Smoking them out will not aid us much, as its just as likely to cause harm to our druid allies as the Kobolds, and we cannot simply abandon the attempt as we have left enough of a trail to put suspicion on our next move. And they will likely be better prepared for us then... Likewise, exploring these caves might lead to our become trapped at the mercy of the Kobolds who have the only known exit here easily protected."

"I think we should ask what it is these Kobolds are after. This cave seems too important to dismiss as just a strategic point of interest for a band this large. They captured the Druids and now have them working for them... What purpose do they serve?"

Vertium considered the strategic input for a moment listening to everyone before making a decision. "Dathnaea is right, we should explore the other tunnels. With some chance, we may find a way to flank the kobolts, at the very least, the artefacts we are searching for will most likely be useful in our fight against the Kobolts. Plus, if we are fighting in narrow corridors, that is to our advantage since they will only be able to bring out a certain amount of men at any one time. If you are worried, we could always leave part of the group here as an ambush force to protect us from being trapped in. As for speaking to the Kobolts, that is not a solution right now, it will probably only make things worse."

With that, Vertium started approaching the South-East tunnel. "I suggest we start with this one and carry on to the others later. Are there any objections? Either way, we should start moving as soon as possible. The longer we wait, the more chances there will be a guard shift."

Once again, the young wizard was trying to organise the group since otherwise, they would spend the rest of the evening discussing solutions giving the Kobolts the opportunity to discover their presence.
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The Anthros acolyte grows angry at Vertium's words.  "We can't just leave them!  We are here to rescue them, aren't we?!  We have to try!"

Kiro's eyes hadn't left the Forge mark on the wall.

"I agree with Vertium. Fighting them straight forwardly would only get everyone killed, including the prisoners. Maybe there could be something down these tunnels, or at worst, find a place to lure them into to turn the battle to our advantage, we'll have a much higher chance of success."

"If we wait, it is true that they could be upon us, and I do not want to wait around for more to come but... Kahmaul looks sharply at the wizard, "We move. But remember wizard, it is easy to say it is simple to bottleneck forces in tight spaces, and you speak as though you've studied the martial arts, but such maneuvers cost lives and I doubt that all us assembled have the fortitude or the might to remain fast in pitched battle such as that. What is worse is that you speak as if the enemy is a blissfully unaware group. They will no doubt notice that their guard are dead and should not be thought to have left these caverns undisturbed."

The Anthros nods towards Kiro, "If you have someone scout ahead with you to clear the way towards this 'Forge'... Do you think we can trust its own traps to have repelled the Kobolds?"

 Scratching his chin as he goes over the possible troubles to get to the druids.
Who knows much about kobolds?, is there anything that they are really scared of..Like a dragon or some such?, i was thinking if an illusion could be made to make one of those kobold nightmare's then it may panic them enough to open a slot for someone to rescue the druids?.

"An illusion must have an element of reality to truly frighten for more than a moment.  Dragons are a myth and the kobolds will know it.  They are cunning creatures and not as foolish as many people mistake them to be."  The hobgoblin says looking around for signs of kobolds.

"Perhaps Kiro and Flynn or Genovia could scout further into the tunnel, but we should move down it a way and out of sight.  The rock floor will cover our tracks well enough if they don't think to look for us down one of these other tunnels."

 Ok, thats fine for no dragon but how about an illusion of humans running into a side tunnel that can be seen by a large group of them?.

Flynn smirks, "Or an illusion of forces retreating out of the caves... I like where your thinking, human. The only problem is that my cards have a limited range. If they Kobolds notice the illusion we've lost."

"Kiro, lets move down the tunnel and scout as quickly as possible.. You say there might be treasure?"

With little more discussion, the entire group moves down the 'Forge' tunnel out of sight of the main.  Along the way Genovia, Kiro, and Flynn check for signs of traps and find none.  Once out of sight, the group stops and Kiro and Flynn scout ahead.

[Private to Flynn Darktreader; Kiro Latroony:
GM: Please roll search/detect traps five times.]

The way forward is warmer and there the walls shimmer with a flickering red glow.  The tunnel heads in a downward direction, steep enough that you must all be cautious, but not so steep that you need do anything but walk.  The floor is not slick and is broken by shallow pools of water (steaming now), stalactites and stalagmites.

Everyone who normally does so, sweats profusely.