Toruun’s guiding bolt lights up Yakfolk#5 as it staggers about before his spiritual depiction of a steam hammer slams it to the ground. 

illezenya you’re up

Ilezenya calls upon his goddess to lend strength and healing to Mullo (Bonus action: Healing word for 7 HP) before pointing at yakfolk #4 and pronouncing its impending death! (Toll the dead - DC15 Wis save or take 13 necrotic damage.)

"Hold fast and remain faithful - we shall yet prevail!"

Impact of Illezenya’s Bane on:

Yakfolk #4 = 3

Yakfolk #8 = 1

Save against Illezenya’s Toll the dead for Yakfolk #4 = 5

Save agains Devin’s Spirit Guardians for:

Yakfolk #4 = 14

Yakfolk #8 = 19

Despite seeing his colleagues collapse around him and his massive wounds Yakfolk #8 continues to battle on swinging at Devin - 1st attack Attack: 22 Damage: 13 and 2nd attack Attack: 14 Damage: 10

Mullo you’re up followed by the rest of the party as follows: Ebonitus, Devin, DORK, Toruun

Mullo's eyes blink open as she is hit with not one, but two doses of healing magic. The shaman grunts as she gets back to her feet. Her grunt becomes a roar as she grabs the handle of Dork's axe with both hands and swings with all her might at the remaining yakfolk.

Attack: 21 Damage: 10

And Mullo’s blow drops the last Yakfolk. As soon as the fighting stops, the elderly elf runs across the hall and stripping off his cloak wraps the elvish women in it.

Beaten but vi Torino’s Toruń smiles. All this time in captivity he had thought about this, getting free, having vengeance on his captors… but now he feels… empty. Probably the pain of his body when he moves, or breathes, or thinks, doesn’t help. Or perhaps is the fact that they are not out of danger. 

“Thanks may be given to Gond for our victory. But we must hurry and leave this dammed place before the rest of the village decided to come and see what’s happening “ 

Ebonitus looks around at the carnage and wonders how did it get to this. Noting that the party seems to be intact - though barely he then pauses momentarily to thank the Earth mother for her assistance before pulling himself upright. Suddenly realising that it might not be over yet. He strides over toward the elderly elf and asks "Are there more of them? Who are you and why are you here?", he then continues, "Forgive me, in the stress of the battle, I have forgotten my manners. I am Ebonitus and we are here to rescue our companions who were being held prisoner, one of whom we have not yet freed. Do you have other companions in a similar plight?" 

Ilezenya checks the bodies of the yakfolk, looking for keys or magic items. (Investigation: 12 / +5 for Perception) "We must also find our way into the mountain before that 'other party' gets here. Or depart this cursed place. No rest for the weary, I'm afraid!"

D.O.R.K said nothing immediately after the fight, as almost the entirety of her focus shifted towards taking a knee, and uttering a soft mantra maintain her spell. By the time she felt the tension taxing the back of her consciousness natural ease from the completed banishment of the elemental, Vark had limped his way over, only to practically collapse to the ground at her side.

"...Yet we must find some measure more of respite all the same and soon, before the sunrise." D.O.R.K said as she knelt down to place a comforting hand on the goblin's shoulder. "As well as find Beedo. I... I..." She pauses and looks to the ground for a second, the light of her eyes flickering for a moment, before she looks up again and clasps her hands together. "I will begin mending procedure. If you are injured, please stay within the tent for the next minute, and I will see to you shortly." With that, she bowed her head, closed her eyes, and began to pray in a mixture of dwarvish and the common tongue, beseeching 'Crimson General' for the emboldening light of her presence. As she did so, a very faint red aura appeared around her before spreading out to encompass much of the tent, befor

-D.O.R.K casts (3rd level)Aura of Vitality, and will over the next minute begin restoring HP to people in the following order.

Rd #1: 8 to Vark.
Rd #2: 6 to Vark.
Rd #3: 2 to Vark.
Rd #4: 8 to Mullo.
Rd #5: 10 to Mullo.
Rd #6: 8 to Ebonitus.
Rd #7: 6 to Ebonitus.
Rd #8: 6 to Mullo.
Rd #9: 12 to D.O.R.K.
Rd #10: 12 to Devin

Mullo's shoulders rise and fall with her heavy breathing. She stands over the last of the fallen yakfolk, her hard eyes glaring down at the creature as if daring it to stand once again. But as Dork begins casting her magic of healing, the shaman moves slowly over to the mechanical woman's side and sits to rest. When it is over, Mullo gives a quick nod to Dork and holds out helmsplitter, balancing the weapon on both open palm. "Thank you," she says simply.

D.O.R.K looks to weapon and considers a moment, before then shaking her head. "You're welcome, but... Keep it, if you would do me such a kindness. It will serve you far more and better than it will me." She looks then over to Torrunn. "And if time yet permits, my....mn... Acolyte Torunn will be able to turn some of the fallen's weapons into decent back up."

Devin breathed a sigh of relief as the last of their foes fell to the ground.  Taking stock of those around him he felt he was in pretty rough shape and breathing heavily from the exertion needed to manipulate the weave and maintain his concentration despite all they had faced. He spent a moment whispering a quiet prayer to the Lady before as the spiritual guardians and the other manifestations of the weave fell away.

Devin then spoke another quiet word and healed himself for 17 (Cure Wounds lvl 3) and looked to the others.

"Does anyone else need any healing, even to bolster our strength for the moment.  That was a hard fought battle."

He then recalled Aslan, who was still on the roof of the building and spoke to him in his mind Watch the doorway and let me know if others come

He then, for a moment, let his eyes glaze over and looked through the eyes of his familiar to see what was going on outside of the building they were in.

The village outside is quiet and Aslan can not detect any movement. The sun is still yet to rise however.

(OOC - I’ll put up a post answering Ebonitus’ and Illezenya’s questions tonight after work)

Out of curiosity did Ebonitus speak in elvish or common?

Mullo silently appears to mull over Dork's words for a couple of seconds before nodding. She stands and looks around at the carnage.

The Chief’s Hall is huge overe 2800 square feet so Illezenya’s concentrates on the Chief’s body. Around its neck he finds a set of keys - “aha he thinks to himself, keys mean chests; now where would chests be hidden?” Spotting a series of empty baskets in one section of the hall - as it’s circular there are no corners - he goes over and has look. Underneath the baskets there are four wooden chests and surprise surprise the keys fit.

Opening the first chest he sees it contains a pile of electrum and gold pieces, the second chest contains a clay jug painted with images of a flying djin and a pair of electrum bracers with embossed dwarves faces on them, the third chest contains an assortment of weapons including battle axes, short swords, short bows, arrows, etc. The fourth and final chest contains a necker of some sort and Toruun’s gauntlets.

Meanwhile Mullo examines the Chief’s sword. On the hilt there is written what appears to be a word however it is in a script that she does not recognise.

Ebonitus introducers himself to the elves and in halting common the elder elf introduces himself as Jevin and explains that he is chamberlain and adviser to her highness Princess Halani of the Boreal Kingdom.   He goes onto say that they had been captured by a raiding party of Yakfolk, there is only two of them and as far as he is aware - doing a quick count of the Yakfolk bodies - there are no more Yakfolk in the village; there are however more slaves scattered around the village including a very loud mouthed goblin. The female high elf whispers something to Jevin and he goes on to say that through some form of diabolical magistrates a party of Yakfolk had taken over a group of dwarves and left sometime ago.

Mullo's attention is pulled from the sword as she hears the elf say that there are no more yakfolk. She frowns at the thought of wiping out an entire village, but then stows the sword and heads toward the gate to bring Haetone inside.

Recovering his gauntlets Torunn says

"Well, we must free the rest of the slaves... does any of your keys fit in their chains? if not I could melt them to make them free... "