Storm King's Thunder

Don reaches out toward the face of the slave and hesitates,  he half turns toward the chief, "May I? Being a half breed myself, Elves like this one usually are... less than interested in doing anything but look down on me."

"Our lifestyle here is...humbling. But I would ask that you do not lay your hands on my servants," says the chief. "They are, of course, still my property, and even my hospitality has its limits."

He orders for more wine to be brought. "Now, stop being coy; what is this business you were wanting to discuss?"

Don lowers his hands, "My apologies." he turns quickly. "Business is business. Your property actually, we could procure you more if you like. We could of course fulfill virtually any order." he glances back toward the slaves. "Though it appears you do alright on your own."

"That is what you wish to discuss? Slave trade? Without getting to know us at all?" The chief is apparently still offended that you haven't taken up his offer to join the pipe-smoking circle. 

Ink simply replies, after taking a sip of drink, "I appreciate the offer and generosity, but, really... Fire, smoke and I don't not mix well."

// Ink telepathically instructs Quill... If anyone picks up the large stick to hit the round thing you are behind, stop them anyway you can... Ink visualizes his instructions to better help Quill grasp the goal to keep in mind. //

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Don reaches out toward the face of the slave and hesitates,  he half turns toward the chief, "May I? Being a half breed myself, Elves like this one usually are... less than interested in doing anything but look down on me."

 Ink stifles a 'forced' chuckle. 

// ie he's stifling a fake laugh, hoping to give the feeling, that he, a full blooded elf, agrees with Don's assertion, but is trying to not show it. //

Don glances sharply back toward Ink at his "chuckle" and asks him via telepathy, "Can we just kill him now? Half breed or not these are my people too." 

Ink feels Don's look upon him, and coughs, shaking his head side to side, saying, "Sorry, Don... Meant nothing by that... sound... I made. I swear. Just something stuck in my throat."

"Have to take care of yourself Ink, that Chimera put out some noxious fire."

He sends to Ink, "You realize you are all poisoned right now right? Medicinal purposes... for big bad heroes you guys are very naive."

Flint doesn't respond...he seems to have fallen asleep! The rest of you, including Saarvin, are unaffected. Flint is now unconscious. 

"Curious..." The Chief rises and lays the peace pipe down. He waves his hand towards one of his wives. "This has been rather unproductive, but no matter. If you will all lay down your weapons, we can do this like civilized folk."

The wife of the chief, who is standing next to the large gong, takes up the mallet in both hands and tries to strike the gong... 

Opposed Strength: 9

However, Quill comes out of nowhere, and flies directly into the female yakfolk's face! She can do nothing for a moment but try and splutter and flail blindly, face full of feathers.

"Counterpoint, we keep our weapons and leave or we kill you all and sell your hides. Or we can get really uncivilized"

Yakfolk initiative: 20

Saarvin Initiative: 19

// Quill's Initiative 20

//  Ink's Initiative 7

Crownsguard Roll Out: 16

Don Initiative: 6

rolled offsite got a 12

The yakfolk chief draws his greatsword, and replies to Matrix, "So be it! Ild!" His greatsword bursts into flames, and he attacks Matrix! 

Attack: 16 Damage: 23 slashing and 12 fire 

He swings to the left and also attacks Saarvin...

Attack: 12 Damage: 17 slashing and Unable to parse dice roll. fire 

Meanwhile, the wife who isn't being accosted by an owl points at Ink and bellows a paralyzing spell...

Ink please make a DC 14 WIS saving throw or be paralyzed by the hold person spell.

The other wife is currently unable to join the fray, seeing as Quill is blinding her. The chief yells something at her in their native tongue. 

// Players up! Map is good to go. You are all inside the hut. //

the greatsword bites deep into Matrix's side! undaunted he lunges forward into the splits and gives a closed fist stunning strike (dc13 con) to the Chieftain's little chief (triggering agile parry +2AC). springing up he delivers another fist to the yakmans face before making two body shots and stepping aside for his robot friend

strike 1 22 for 10 dc 13 con or stunned

strike 2 25 for 5

strike 2 advantage 25

flurry of blows 27 for 6, and 22 for 6 crit dmg 5

CON save vs Matrix for Kartha-Kaya: 9