Eedim nods at Titus' words, looks to Kargan and loads his crossbow and pats the stock, "Speshul delivery." He winks at the Dwarf. Then turning and staring up at Zaxx, "I got your back wizard man." and motions for Zaxx to get in front of him as he takes rear guard position.
OCC: Can Titus and anyone else who wishes to take part in trapping the southern exit roll a INT or DEX check to set up a simple trap or blockade. Caltrops work too ;)
Once we are satisfied that we have rigged something for the southern doorway Titus re attends the eastern door and again listens 4 and if he hears nothing
" righto gents, I'll go first, perhaps our walking beard can follow me in?"
once entry order is sorted he will clear the previous obstruction he rigged and open the door inwards enough that he see into the room and start entry heading for the opposite quarter of the room clearing space for the rest of party.
All are ready. Titus clears the Jam and carefully opens the eastern door. Titus enters the room with Kargan behind him. The room itself is roughly L shaped with a door directly ahead to the east and a corridor leading to the south into darkness with what might be a hint of another curtain across it. The area is very dim and the walls, floor and ceiling are sketched in familiar shades of gray.
Reddish firelight glows through the cracks in the door to the east and gruff voices can be heard faintly talking.
"Leave this to us," Zaxx whispers as he extracts Mr Skittles from his hat.
Zaxx gives Mr Skittles a kiss, sets him on the ground and gives him a little push towards the eastern door.
"Go on! It'll be fine! What? No, not like that time back in Neverwinter with the vats of stink-oil! Not like that at all!"
Zaxx gives the barbarian a curious look as he sees the brute staring at Mr Skittles and licking his lips.
"Ahem, yes. Anyway ... won't be a moment."
Zaxx's eyes roll into the back of his head as Mr Skittles squeezes through the door.
[OOC: Mr Skittles will do a quick reconnoitre as long as it is safe. As an action Zaxx can see and hear via Mr Skittles but has no visual or aural input in his own body.]
Titus creeps to the south as a small furry shadow makes it's way across the cracked uneven flagstones. Mr Skittles squeezes under the eastern door and into the room beyond.
As his rodent eyes adjust to the dim firelight he makes out four figures in the room. One a hulking Bugbear, almost half again as big as any Zaxx has ever seen. It wears a rough dented silver crown on its head and sits on a rough stone throne surrounded by furs and trophy like trapping in the north of the room. To figures in the east near a brazier are heavy muscled rough furred Worgs. The last a smaller form, in rough clothing stained with mud and blood, lies still on the stone floor at the foot of a large bed in the north west.
Two arrow slits in the north east and south east of the wall are 15 feet up and covered with heavy curtains that let almost no sun light in. The North west portion of the room has been walled in and a wooden door bound with iron bands obscures its contents.
One of the Worgs grimaces and looks at the Bugbear it snarls and says, "You should have asked for more. that map was handed over to quickly."
The Bugbear slams its fist down on the arm of its throne and says in a soft deep voice that implies impending violence, "Groll is King, Groll decides what is enough." Then he laughs and throws a large empty wooden mug at the still form of the dwarf. "I still have my plaything, he will cost them more."
Meanwhile Titus moves to about 15 feet to the curtained divider and hears soft snoring and quiet pacing in the area beyond.
Zaxx compels Mr Skittles to scamper back before the worgs get his scent.
Mr Skittles scampers up Zaxx's leg as the mage snaps back. He looks ... concerned.
"Uhhhh ... my burly companions. I think we've found 'the king' himself in yonder room. Alas, he is well defended with two sturdy worgs and quite possibly the largest bugbear I've ever seen. Not that I've seen that many, but still probably more than your average mage. But I digress."
Zaxx thinks for a few seconds.
"Oh, yes. And on the ground there was this dwarf ..."
In a whisper : "Well then it appears we've found what we are looking for chaps. Lets keep our heads and make this days work one for the bards to sing about for years to come. Best effort Sirs, Best effort. Lets make Gundren proud"
"lets bar the eastern door. The south sounds like a guard post perhaps two? One sounds asleep the other marching. I say we all bust into this so called kings chamber and last in bars the door. We fight to the end. With their master dead the rest will run, we'll track em and finish them in our own time. Gundren is what matter here and now."
Fighters first, I'll go third loose and then engage with swords, casters up the rear, Our gnomish devil can bar the door after he buries a bolt in the fat bastard."
A look of disgust covers Kryinor's face at Zaxx's mention of more worgs. He whispers "I dare say those worgs are of the same pack as the one that ambushed me on my way back from Phandalin"
Emotions check - 5 or more to pass : 3
The look then turns from disgust to anger as he remembers the cold and calucating malice behind its red eyes "The same one who threatened to eat young carp should I fall, they will not escape my wrath, the worgs are mine"
Kryinor steady's himself and positions right behind Kargan.
When the door opens Kryinor will rush Worg 2, Shape shifting into a dire wolf once he clears the doorway and has some space, lunging full force.
"Agreed, there are too many doors here for my liking, lets clear some ground first"
Eedim nods at Titus' words, looks to Kargan and loads his crossbow and pats the stock, "Speshul delivery." He winks at the Dwarf. Then turning and staring up at Zaxx, "I got your back wizard man." and motions for Zaxx to get in front of him as he takes rear guard position.
OCC: Can Titus and anyone else who wishes to take part in trapping the southern exit roll a INT or DEX check to set up a simple trap or blockade. Caltrops work too ;)
dex check with caltrops 6
Breccha carefully prepares a torch to hold behind his shield but doesn't light it yet...
Once we are satisfied that we have rigged something for the southern doorway Titus re attends the eastern door and again listens 4 and if he hears nothing
" righto gents, I'll go first, perhaps our walking beard can follow me in?"
once entry order is sorted he will clear the previous obstruction he rigged and open the door inwards enough that he see into the room and start entry heading for the opposite quarter of the room clearing space for the rest of party.
"Ach, just stay outa mae way ye limp-wristed, wine-lovin', clean chin!"
All are ready. Titus clears the Jam and carefully opens the eastern door. Titus enters the room with Kargan behind him. The room itself is roughly L shaped with a door directly ahead to the east and a corridor leading to the south into darkness with what might be a hint of another curtain across it. The area is very dim and the walls, floor and ceiling are sketched in familiar shades of gray.
Reddish firelight glows through the cracks in the door to the east and gruff voices can be heard faintly talking.
Titus moves in further to clear the southern end of this room
"Leave this to us," Zaxx whispers as he extracts Mr Skittles from his hat.
Zaxx gives Mr Skittles a kiss, sets him on the ground and gives him a little push towards the eastern door.
"Go on! It'll be fine! What? No, not like that time back in Neverwinter with the vats of stink-oil! Not like that at all!"
Zaxx gives the barbarian a curious look as he sees the brute staring at Mr Skittles and licking his lips.
"Ahem, yes. Anyway ... won't be a moment."
Zaxx's eyes roll into the back of his head as Mr Skittles squeezes through the door.
[OOC: Mr Skittles will do a quick reconnoitre as long as it is safe. As an action Zaxx can see and hear via Mr Skittles but has no visual or aural input in his own body.]
Titus creeps to the south as a small furry shadow makes it's way across the cracked uneven flagstones. Mr Skittles squeezes under the eastern door and into the room beyond.
As his rodent eyes adjust to the dim firelight he makes out four figures in the room. One a hulking Bugbear, almost half again as big as any Zaxx has ever seen. It wears a rough dented silver crown on its head and sits on a rough stone throne surrounded by furs and trophy like trapping in the north of the room. To figures in the east near a brazier are heavy muscled rough furred Worgs. The last a smaller form, in rough clothing stained with mud and blood, lies still on the stone floor at the foot of a large bed in the north west.
Two arrow slits in the north east and south east of the wall are 15 feet up and covered with heavy curtains that let almost no sun light in. The North west portion of the room has been walled in and a wooden door bound with iron bands obscures its contents.
One of the Worgs grimaces and looks at the Bugbear it snarls and says, "You should have asked for more. that map was handed over to quickly."
The Bugbear slams its fist down on the arm of its throne and says in a soft deep voice that implies impending violence, "Groll is King, Groll decides what is enough." Then he laughs and throws a large empty wooden mug at the still form of the dwarf. "I still have my plaything, he will cost them more."
Meanwhile Titus moves to about 15 feet to the curtained divider and hears soft snoring and quiet pacing in the area beyond.
Zaxx compels Mr Skittles to scamper back before the worgs get his scent.
Mr Skittles scampers up Zaxx's leg as the mage snaps back. He looks ... concerned.
"Uhhhh ... my burly companions. I think we've found 'the king' himself in yonder room. Alas, he is well defended with two sturdy worgs and quite possibly the largest bugbear I've ever seen. Not that I've seen that many, but still probably more than your average mage. But I digress."
Zaxx thinks for a few seconds.
"Oh, yes. And on the ground there was this dwarf ..."
"A DWARF!?!? WE MUST RESCUE HIM FROM THAT SCUM THIS INSTANT!!!"
In a whisper : "Well then it appears we've found what we are looking for chaps. Lets keep our heads and make this days work one for the bards to sing about for years to come. Best effort Sirs, Best effort. Lets make Gundren proud"
"lets bar the eastern door. The south sounds like a guard post perhaps two? One sounds asleep the other marching. I say we all bust into this so called kings chamber and last in bars the door. We fight to the end. With their master dead the rest will run, we'll track em and finish them in our own time. Gundren is what matter here and now."
Fighters first, I'll go third loose and then engage with swords, casters up the rear, Our gnomish devil can bar the door after he buries a bolt in the fat bastard."
"Agreed?"
I will then go and chock the eastern door.
"By Clanggedin Silverbeard, grant me the strength this day to bring righteous vengeance to those that have wronged our kin!!"
A look of disgust covers Kryinor's face at Zaxx's mention of more worgs. He whispers "I dare say those worgs are of the same pack as the one that ambushed me on my way back from Phandalin"
Emotions check - 5 or more to pass : 3
The look then turns from disgust to anger as he remembers the cold and calucating malice behind its red eyes "The same one who threatened to eat young carp should I fall, they will not escape my wrath, the worgs are mine"
Kryinor steady's himself and positions right behind Kargan.
When the door opens Kryinor will rush Worg 2, Shape shifting into a dire wolf once he clears the doorway and has some space, lunging full force.
Strength Check: DC 13 or be knocked prone
Attack: 23 Damage: 14
"Agreed, Breccha and I will cut that walking rug down to size!"
Titus looses at the king when he enters. Attack: Attack: 11 Damage: Unable to parse dice roll. plus hunters Mark d6
With the corellan bow donny
Donny roll d8 plus 3 for arrow plus another d6 for hunters mark and whatever the bow does
Zaxx tries to use the doorway for cover and hurls a sling stone at the hulking bugbear.
[OOC: Attack 20 Damage 7]