No change to the map.  See last map post HERE.

Beegred will avert his eyes and stab the medusa with his sword, with Hunter's Mark. (Assuming adv / disadv cancel out.)

• Attack: 19 Damage: 10  (Narstin and Beegred had terrible attack rolls.)

Skameros feels the flat of Beegred's blade slap against his arm as he keeps a firm grip on the bag over the Medusa's head.

The Medusa, taking a beating, tries to cut away the bag for good...

Short Sword Attack: 8 Damage: 7

Short Sword Attack: 16 Damage: 4

Snake Hair Attack: 15 Damage: 5

The bag is in tatters, but Beegred and Skameros manage to hold the functional remains in front of her face, as the snakes begin to slither towards the open seams.  (In other words, it's very likely next turn the bag will be destroyed).

ROUND 9

Beegred @ 18  [GRAPPLING MEDUSA, BAG ON HER HEAD]   

• ROUND: 9
• Eyes closed
• Free action: 
• Movement: J13
• Action: Short Sword attack, misses.
• Bonus Action: 
• Reaction: 

 Medusa  [GRAPPLED X2 + Wand of Viscid Globbed]  

• ROUND: 8
• Movement: J12
•  Action:  Attacks the bag on her head with her sword and snake hair, and hits twice doing 9 damage (1/20hp for bag)
• Bonus Action: 
•  Reaction:

Rodolfo @ 10  <<< CURRENT TURN IN ROUND 9.

• ROUND: 8
• Movement: T14
• Action: Magic Missile for 20 force damage.
• Bonus Action: 
• Reaction:

Skameros @ 8    [GRAPPLING MEDUSA, BAG ON HER HEAD]   

• Eyes closed
• ROUND: 8
• Movement: K12
• Action:  Maintain grapple, unarmed attack hits for 5 bludgeoning damage.
• Bonus Action: 
• Reaction:

 Narstin @ 3   

• ROUND: 8
• Eyes closed
• Movement: J11
• Action: Hammer attack, misses.
• Bonus Action: 
• Reaction:
• Free Action: 

Rodolfo shoots his last set of magic missiles for 9 

Skameros growls, lets go of the bag and grabs his greataxe, and with his eyes open will swing at the medusa

[Greataxe: 15 Damage: 9 slashing]

(feel free to let me know if I need to roll anything additional)

Rodolfo feels himself depleted as he launches another volley of magic missiles at the Medusa.  The flight of the missiles is mesmerizing, as they twirl around each other on the way to their target.  At the last moment, they separate and find openings between Beegred, Skameros and Narstin.  The Medusa's battered body buckles slightly as a knee gives out, before she shakily regains her footing and balance.

Skameros, feeling the bag unravelling in his hands, senses an urgency and throws caution to the wind.  He opens his eyes, reaches out for his greataxe and takes a mighty exaggerated swing at the Medusa's neck like an executioner at the chopping block. 

Without Skameros helping to hold the bag together, it falls apart and Beegred, eyes closed, braces himself for a blow.  The snakes all swivel towards Skameros to set their eyes upon him, but nothing happens.  Skameros's axe is buried deep in her neck, severing her life's blood from her brain.  She is dead, the snakes just don't know it.

As the Medusa's life ends, her curse does also.  The snakes petrify and when the Medusa's body hits the ground, the snakes crumble into pieces and fall off.  The drow's head shows the slack features of a once beautiful woman, her life ended.

In the silence that follows, the party hears the rustling of a wind and feels a malevolence, an anger emanating from the unexplored cave nearby.

Beegred (eyes still closed): "Skameros, what did you do? The hair snakes are acting weird, and my Hunter's Mark is wonky too."

"Snake lady is dead Big Red....open eyes."

Rodolfo sags on his feet and just plops down on the ground exhausted.

"We... survived?"

He gathers himself quickly, takes a look around and goes up to the corpse.

"We need to regroup - lets drag her body to her lair and see if we can rest up a bit before continuing. I believe that to be the safest place around here."

He starts gathering the smaller pieces that broke off the hair.

Beegred agrees with Rodolfo's plan.

He sighs over the shredded sack that was over the medusa's head. "Bad enough that she tried to petrify us, but she had to ruin a perfectly good sack. I just bought it from the smurf-blim earlier... Rodolfo, would casting Mending enough times fix this, or is it a lost cause?"

Rodolfo says, "Sure, but lets get in there before we fix it."

(he'll cast Mending on the sack later on)

Here's the map I had created for the Medusa's cave:

I believe I already posted the room description when Rodolfo entered it earlier...  Yes, HERE.  See middle paragraph.

Rodolfo finds time at some point to fix Beegred's sack.

Once everyone is within the chambers, Rodolfo says, "I may have a surprise! There's a bed here! I can clean it to an extent and I should be able to create us some protection so we can rest up for a bit"

He starts with the bed, but goes throughout the whole room wielding prestidigitation as a cleaning tool. He then stands next to the throne and ritually casts tiny hut. "Within this area," he points out the dome, "nothing should be able to reach us. And we have a throne to sit on and a bed to nap in."

Rodolfo sizes up the others, "Maybe you three can fit in the bed and I can sleep on the throne?"

(he suggest at least a short rest)

After a proper powernap Rodolfo stretches and feels rejuvenated.

"Right, the menhir now. I don't feel super good, but I've got a bit of magic left. What should we do about it? Did they say that the elementals will go nuts if we activate the menhir?"

Rodolfo peeks out the cave they are in and then comes back. "Actually, Beegred, would you be so kind as to also check out the hole to our left? I don't think we've looked in there yet."

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Rodolfo peeks out the cave they are in and then comes back. "Actually, Beegred, would you be so kind as to also check out the hole to our left? I don't think we've looked in there yet."

Following the orders of Rodolfo, Beegred will scout that area. Stealth check: 18

Beegred leaves the grotto that was formerly occupied by the Medusa and makes his way to the other grotto nearby.  Once Beegred reaches the threshold of this grotto, he can clearly see a fairly large room filled with statues of drow soldiers in formation, rank upon rank, nearly two dozen or more.  They all stand at attention with expressionless faces.  Behind them are the rotted and decayed remains of furniture, beds and chests... some nothing more than silhouettes of dust and dirt on the cave floor.

Beegred sees no movement, no living beings.  Yet his proximity seems to trigger a presence, who's malevolence can be felt.

Beegred backs out of the room slowly (but not too slowly), trying to notice what is causing the pressure in the air.

If he makes it back, without being attacked, he will tell the others what he noticed. Then recommend using a piece of beef jerky or a medusa arm to see if it is a hungry beast hiding in the next room.

Beegred successfully leaves, without issue.