As Kuldar watched Raznik fall from his perch and slip into unconsciousness, he called out to his attacker,
"Hold yer blades on that one Avianna, if he lives he may yet be saved." With a raised eyebrow, she stopped her advance for the killing blow and instead melded back into the shadows behind the bar, disappearing from sight.
"Help me with these two so I can tend to Temnir!" Renard called out to whoever would listen. Spotting Temnir behind him still losing blood and looking the most injured he had seen the sorcerer, Kuldar decided to take action of his own instead and let the bardic magic trail off and began casting a healing spell.
"Stay with me lad- and get behind me fer cryin' out loud!" The only response from Temnir was for him to shake blood from his arm, his bandages almost solidly stained red from fingertips to shoulder, and nod quickly as he half picked himself up and made it to the back wall where he leaned against it for support before standing fully.
When he rose though, a malicious fire burned behind his mismatched eyes. Apparently he hadn't gotten the memo that Skraag had made about the fire in a wooden house because a small orb of swirling flame appeared in his hand, the start to one of his devastating fireballs. Before anyone could stop him, he threw the thing full force toward the back of the room and the three cultists that had been harassing the group. As the orb hit the floor, it seemed to almost bounce for a second before an enormous ball of fire erupted outward from the point, singeing some hair off of Kilgur's back but otherwise avoiding any friendly targets. Temnir's look of satisfaction was short lived though. As soon as the flames cleared, two of the three cultists caught up in the blast crawled out from behind shelter, completely unscathed while the third was unlucky enough not to get a place to hide yet still looked ready to continue on. Swearing under his breath, Temnir begun making mental notes of his remaining spells even while the back corner singed and burned.
One good thing that came from Temnir's outburst though was that the bearskin rug was blown back enough that its careful placement send it plummeting into the hole in the floor that it had been covering. The downside was that the groaning and moaning that issued forth from the bottom of the hole became quite audible. Those closest to the hole, namely Kuldar and Renard, can see movement below and the occasional glint of red and blue glowing eyes looking up from about twenty feet down, hopeful for some poor soul to fall and provide them with lunch.
Renard was witness to Kuldar's and Temnir's actions, even as he jumped back a few steps to avoid the blades of the cultists swords. It seemed that Temnir had been healed in some measure though it was still difficult to gauge the extent of his injuries in part due to the flow of blood everywhere on the man which made it hard to tell where the wound was and also that he was covered in his bandages and so showed no external signs of the lacerations he must have sustained. Jeeves isn't having it and tugs Renard toward the two cultists though so the oracle begins to cast once again, creating an aura that emanates out from Jeeves and envelops the two cultists, causing one of them to look like the pressure of the spell weighs down on them, slowing their movement.
Just before the cultists moved forward though, Skraag pushed his way past Renard and positioned himself between them. The cultists came to a stop, looking down on the kobold with a questioning looks between them before beginning to raise their weapons. Giving one of the cultists a toothy, confident grin, Skraag opens his eyes and looks the man in the eyes.
"Burn baby, burn!"….but nothing happens. The two cultists exchanged a confused look, then slash at the "dragon" with their swords though Skraag easily bounces out of their way.
The cultists in the back of the room began to cast spells of their own again, one of them staggering a bit from the fireball but able to get off his spell regardless.
"Fire with fire…" the singed one muttered as both shot flaming ray out of their hands at Kilgur, both hitting the boar squarely, eliciting a pained squeal. The remaining cultist looked up from behind the water trough that he had taken refuge behind and shot one of the purple beams toward Kuldar before ducking back down behind his cover. The beam only hit the Dwarf in his leg but immediately he could feel the strength drain out of it as it threatened to buckle underneath him from the sudden heaviness of his armor.
The cultist that had scored the hit on Kuldar let out a triumphant chuckle from out of sight but the sound was cut short and mixed with a gurgling cough as his body fell forward from out of its cover before slowly being dragged back behind the crate as a shadow moved farther back into the room, a sigh unseen. No longer having to worry about the spell caster, Kuldar called out to his recently injured mount,
"Kilgur! Keep those casters busy!" The mount seemed to understand the command and looked ready to charge the casters whether given permission or not after the two scorching rays it had received from them, bloodlust beginning to take place.
Meanwhile, Solomon and Inori squared off as the red-garbed man had finally regained his composure and began to reach for his weapons, a pair of mantis-like saw-edged swords.
"You attack my friends, betray my companions, and turn friend into foe. May Pelor have mercy on your soul, fore I will not!"
"You think yourself so high and mighty. My master will slay you like he did that oracle back in Heldenberg. You will watch your friends die before you one by one. But fear not, for they will be raised again so that you can meet them once again." Solomon's weapon began to drip with the acid that had made its way from his hands down the hilt and with one fluid motion, he caught Inori in the side of the head with a series of quick blows, the final detaching the top of his head, leaving only his lower jaw in tact as he slid down the wall that he had splattered in gore. The remaining cultists noticed the death of their leader but instead of becoming demoralized, they seemed to revel in the death of the man and rallied.
"For Nerull and the White Ziggurat!"
Initiative:
21 Temnir
19 Kuldar
17 Renard & Skraag
16 Yx'raul
15 Inori
13 Cronies
10 Avianna
6 Kilgur
3 Solomon & Kraan
Cumulative Party Status:
Avianna:Full HP
Kuldar:-11 HP & -3 STR
Kilgur:-30 HP
Renard:-6 HP
Skraag:Full HP
Solomon:Full HP
Temnir:-25 HP
Raznik:-64hp + Unconscious
This message was last edited by the GM at 23:54, Mon 15 Apr 2013.