"We might want to keep one of these alive for questioning, but they seem to just keep coming", Corlith whispers to the others.
He then shouts ahead, "How many of you are left? We have some questions for whoever wants to live a little longer. First one to agree gets the job, the rest we cut apart and leave to rot".
Wilfred says to Reed "Oh, I'm sorry, buddy! I didn't see you there. You're real good at hiding!"
Wilfred nods to Corlith, then charges Fist D! "We don't want to kill you, but we will! Don't resist!" Wilfred attempts to grapple him, but it turned aside by the swifter foe. "Dang it!"
The remaining Fist looks at Corlith as he attempts to intimidate him and cocks his head trying to understand what the tiefling is saying. "Well," he lifts up his gloved hand and looks like he is about to count his fingers, then looks back at Corlith, "just me left."
Still considering the rest of Corlith's words, with his mace in the other hand, Wilfred comes charging in to grapple him and he sidesteps him and frowns. "No intruders allowed!!"he screams and attacks Wilfred with his mace, but swings at air missing the man.
Archie trudges forward with a sigh, "if you want to restrain someone old man, you gotta put your weight behind it, like THIS!" Archie bustles past Wild and goes to grab the guy twisting his arm one way to try to get him locked up in one position, what she doesn't expect is for his other hand to come out of nowhere and shift Archie's weight backward. She stumbles back, trying to keep herself standing but she's already behind Wilfred once more when she regains her balance, "well shit."
Reed watches first Wilfred and then the IronMaiden try to grapple the last remaining Fist.
”Did I miss something? Is he our friend now? Group hug?” Reed asks momentarily confused until he realizes that the others are just trying to subdue the cultist.
”You know, the easiest ones to move about like that are the dead ones. Why don’t we just finish him off?”
Reed trots and weaves forward, slipping under Archie’s arm, around Wilfred and through the legs of the Fist, careful not to get out of arms reach so the guy can’t slash out at him.
Then he tries jumping on to the Fist’s back to get a strangle hold on him.
Move 25’ using Halfling Nimbleness to move past everyone easily.
“Excuse me, pardon me, coming through, out of the way.” Virro walks around skellie and jumps on the remaining Fist, trying to pile on and subdue him. “I’m coming Reed!”
Athletics : 9
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A wizard is never late, nor is he early, he arrives precisely when he means to.
"Let's get 'im! Motherclucker!" Roo shouts as he goes zipping between the legs of his bigger companions and then leaps off the floor to land on the chest of the surviving op-for. Both taloned feet and one feathered hand grips the man's clothes while the other presses a shortsword to his neck. "It's moments like this that you gotta ask yourself, 'do I feel lucky?'. Well, do ya', punk? BAWK!"
He presses the point of the sword into the man's throat and leans in close, his head jerking rapidly from side to side as he studies the face of the captured foe. It's clear that if a chicken could sneer, he'd be sneering. He utters a series of sinister 'buck buck bucks' as he gazes into the poor guy's soul.
"One false move and I'm gonna take my time cutting your throat. You're going to tell us everything we want to know. Please....lie....I dare you. I haven't made a sacrifice to Gallus since I killed your friend back there."
Roo motions over his shoulder with a tilt of his head at the body of C.
"It seems you are surrounded. Now would be a good time to spill some answers, instead of some blood", Corlith suggests to the Fist.
"Be a good boy and tell how about you tell us who and what you are protecting down here? Who is in charge, and where are they?", he asks quite pleasantly, not needing to threaten as the others are doing a good job of that.
"Ok ok!" The man manages to get out as he is piled upon and surrounded, "I'll talk!"
Trying to ignore the halfling and rooster unceremoniously attached to him, he looks at Corlith, "Please, just let me go! We are here for Bane! Followers of Bane! But there are others down here that are for Bhaal and Myrkul. More that worship Bhaal beyond here." He tries struggling in vain.
"Let me go, I'll show you secret door and then I leave?"
"Hey freakshow, you ain't goin' nowhere!" Roo says, pressing the sword harder to the guard's throat. "I've got you for three more minutes. It's playtime."
The rooster looks over his shoulder, and then down the stairs, then musters his most
"How many more are there like you? Who all is down there? What are they capable of? I swear to Gallus if you give me any featherless-shit I'll peck your eyes out."
He closes his eyes as Roo presses the sword harder to his throat. "Please, please, I don't want to end up like the rest of them."
"You killed us all! There are no more like me!" he wails. "There are just followers of Bhaal after me, I don't know what they are capable of! Pleeease don't peck my eyes out."
He pops his eyes open as he recalls something, "There is a scary lady in the room next to ours... she frightens me."
Reed looks around again and then finally lets go of the Fist of Bane.
While the others ask questions, Reed searches through the pockets, and pouches of the other Fists. He also scoops up the unused arrows and fills another quiver to take with him.
"Okay, so you've got a secret door to show us," Reed says. "Is the scary lady on the other side of that door?"
He touches his shoulder gingerly where the arrow still sticks out of it and decides he'll live. Reed grasp the shaft of the arrow and pulls it out.
As the others pig pile on the survivor, Wilfred will go over to some of the downed enemies. He will pull the longbow off one and tests it out, nodding to himself. He then goes to another and pulls checks, pulling out a sheathed dagger. He checks it, and it seems functional enough.
He smiles a little as the last Fist pleads with Roo'. For now, he'll stay out of it and see where this goes.
Corlith listens as the others have their say, happy that they have likely got most of what the fist knows out of him.
He will wait for the answer to Reed's question, before adding.
"Time to show us that secret door, and then we can see to it you are released", he says, waiting for them to turn around before whispering to Roo, "We obviously cannot let him go, the only release we can offer is a swift death".
The Fist shakes his head vehemently, "No no, she is in the room next to ours. Just down the stairs and over a bit." He points. "I will show you the secret door, it is at the bottom of these stairs."
Reed sorts himself out and shares some of the arrows he's found with Wilfred.
"What do you suppose makes her scary?" Reed asks. "My mum says that some men say that because they feel threatened by a strong woman. Maybe she was just telling them not to run out like idiots and attack a group of intruders one at a time."
Once they've scavenged the corpses of the fists for what they can, Reed goes down the stairs to the bottom and looks down the tunnel to see if any of the doors ahead are open.
"hey I need some daggers if you find any" Archie says to Wilf as she joins him in looking over some of the corpses,
Wilfred looks over to Archie "Hmm? I did find one dagger, here you go Archie. Careful there, it's not the most well looked after blades I've seen. You're more likely to cut yourself with a dull knife than a sharp one!" Wilfred will give Archie the dagger he found.
Wilfred will follow behind, leaning pretty heavily on his Glaive as they walk.
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"We might want to keep one of these alive for questioning, but they seem to just keep coming", Corlith whispers to the others.
He then shouts ahead, "How many of you are left? We have some questions for whoever wants to live a little longer. First one to agree gets the job, the rest we cut apart and leave to rot".
Intimidation: 11+7=18
Wilfred says to Reed "Oh, I'm sorry, buddy! I didn't see you there. You're real good at hiding!"
Wilfred nods to Corlith, then charges Fist D! "We don't want to kill you, but we will! Don't resist!" Wilfred attempts to grapple him, but it turned aside by the swifter foe. "Dang it!"
Action: Grapple 18 vs Fist D 20
The remaining Fist looks at Corlith as he attempts to intimidate him and cocks his head trying to understand what the tiefling is saying. "Well," he lifts up his gloved hand and looks like he is about to count his fingers, then looks back at Corlith, "just me left."
Still considering the rest of Corlith's words, with his mace in the other hand, Wilfred comes charging in to grapple him and he sidesteps him and frowns. "No intruders allowed!!" he screams and attacks Wilfred with his mace, but swings at air missing the man.
Archie trudges forward with a sigh, "if you want to restrain someone old man, you gotta put your weight behind it, like THIS!" Archie bustles past Wild and goes to grab the guy twisting his arm one way to try to get him locked up in one position, what she doesn't expect is for his other hand to come out of nowhere and shift Archie's weight backward. She stumbles back, trying to keep herself standing but she's already behind Wilfred once more when she regains her balance, "well shit."
Reed watches first Wilfred and then the IronMaiden try to grapple the last remaining Fist.
”Did I miss something? Is he our friend now? Group hug?” Reed asks momentarily confused until he realizes that the others are just trying to subdue the cultist.
”You know, the easiest ones to move about like that are the dead ones. Why don’t we just finish him off?”
Reed trots and weaves forward, slipping under Archie’s arm, around Wilfred and through the legs of the Fist, careful not to get out of arms reach so the guy can’t slash out at him.
Then he tries jumping on to the Fist’s back to get a strangle hold on him.
Move 25’ using Halfling Nimbleness to move past everyone easily.
Action: Grapple (12+2) = 14
Reed manages to get a solid hold around one leg and braces himself against the wall.
”Okay, I’ve got a hold of him. Now what? Do you want to come make his fingers dance, Virro?”
“Excuse me, pardon me, coming through, out of the way.” Virro walks around skellie and jumps on the remaining Fist, trying to pile on and subdue him. “I’m coming Reed!”
Athletics : 9
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A wizard is never late, nor is he early, he arrives precisely when he means to.
The Fist first moves one way, then the other, keeping those from grappling him, but he doesn't expect the halfling and Reed gets attached.
Occupied with Reed, he doesn't see Virro coming, but flings the elf off anyways and onto the stairs.
"Let's get 'im! Motherclucker!" Roo shouts as he goes zipping between the legs of his bigger companions and then leaps off the floor to land on the chest of the surviving op-for. Both taloned feet and one feathered hand grips the man's clothes while the other presses a shortsword to his neck. "It's moments like this that you gotta ask yourself, 'do I feel lucky?'. Well, do ya', punk? BAWK!"
He presses the point of the sword into the man's throat and leans in close, his head jerking rapidly from side to side as he studies the face of the captured foe. It's clear that if a chicken could sneer, he'd be sneering. He utters a series of sinister 'buck buck bucks' as he gazes into the poor guy's soul.
"One false move and I'm gonna take my time cutting your throat. You're going to tell us everything we want to know. Please....lie....I dare you. I haven't made a sacrifice to Gallus since I killed your friend back there."
Roo motions over his shoulder with a tilt of his head at the body of C.
Rolled Nat 20 (26 total) to Grapple this dude
Attempt at Intimidation: 13
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"It seems you are surrounded. Now would be a good time to spill some answers, instead of some blood", Corlith suggests to the Fist.
"Be a good boy and tell how about you tell us who and what you are protecting down here? Who is in charge, and where are they?", he asks quite pleasantly, not needing to threaten as the others are doing a good job of that.
Persuasion: 8+7=15
"Ok ok!" The man manages to get out as he is piled upon and surrounded, "I'll talk!"
Trying to ignore the halfling and rooster unceremoniously attached to him, he looks at Corlith, "Please, just let me go! We are here for Bane! Followers of Bane! But there are others down here that are for Bhaal and Myrkul. More that worship Bhaal beyond here." He tries struggling in vain.
"Let me go, I'll show you secret door and then I leave?"
"Hey freakshow, you ain't goin' nowhere!" Roo says, pressing the sword harder to the guard's throat. "I've got you for three more minutes. It's playtime."
The rooster looks over his shoulder, and then down the stairs, then musters his most
"How many more are there like you? Who all is down there? What are they capable of? I swear to Gallus if you give me any featherless-shit I'll peck your eyes out."
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He closes his eyes as Roo presses the sword harder to his throat. "Please, please, I don't want to end up like the rest of them."
"You killed us all! There are no more like me!" he wails. "There are just followers of Bhaal after me, I don't know what they are capable of! Pleeease don't peck my eyes out."
He pops his eyes open as he recalls something, "There is a scary lady in the room next to ours... she frightens me."
Reed looks around again and then finally lets go of the Fist of Bane.
While the others ask questions, Reed searches through the pockets, and pouches of the other Fists. He also scoops up the unused arrows and fills another quiver to take with him.
"Okay, so you've got a secret door to show us," Reed says. "Is the scary lady on the other side of that door?"
He touches his shoulder gingerly where the arrow still sticks out of it and decides he'll live. Reed grasp the shaft of the arrow and pulls it out.
He lets out a laugh. "That smarts."
As the others pig pile on the survivor, Wilfred will go over to some of the downed enemies. He will pull the longbow off one and tests it out, nodding to himself. He then goes to another and pulls checks, pulling out a sheathed dagger. He checks it, and it seems functional enough.
He smiles a little as the last Fist pleads with Roo'. For now, he'll stay out of it and see where this goes.
"hey I need some daggers if you find any" Archie says to Wilf as she joins him in looking over some of the corpses,
Corlith listens as the others have their say, happy that they have likely got most of what the fist knows out of him.
He will wait for the answer to Reed's question, before adding.
"Time to show us that secret door, and then we can see to it you are released", he says, waiting for them to turn around before whispering to Roo, "We obviously cannot let him go, the only release we can offer is a swift death".
The Fist shakes his head vehemently, "No no, she is in the room next to ours. Just down the stairs and over a bit." He points. "I will show you the secret door, it is at the bottom of these stairs."
Reed sorts himself out and shares some of the arrows he's found with Wilfred.
"What do you suppose makes her scary?" Reed asks. "My mum says that some men say that because they feel threatened by a strong woman. Maybe she was just telling them not to run out like idiots and attack a group of intruders one at a time."
Once they've scavenged the corpses of the fists for what they can, Reed goes down the stairs to the bottom and looks down the tunnel to see if any of the doors ahead are open.
Wilfred looks over to Archie "Hmm? I did find one dagger, here you go Archie. Careful there, it's not the most well looked after blades I've seen. You're more likely to cut yourself with a dull knife than a sharp one!" Wilfred will give Archie the dagger he found.
Wilfred will follow behind, leaning pretty heavily on his Glaive as they walk.