The barbarian grins at Eya. " I can go aong with that. There will be blood shed tonight in here. I always pay my debts. " Upon hearing Respar's change of plans she frowns. " I can be very convincing with choking the life out of elven royalty. If you have other plans so be it though. " She goes quiet and watches Respar work upon Eya's bonds. Jesla glances between this and the guards down the hall. Her eyes seem slightly luminescent in the shadowy cell.
All three guards are quickly attracted by the noise, reluctantly getting up from their game to check on whatever the hell is going on. They gather near the cell and wave a torch in the prisoner's direction, "Hey, how'd you reach her?" "Oh f***, he's loose." "Bartram! Get the others!"
Two of the guards draw clubs, but they make no move to enter the cell. The third starts to turn back towards where they had come from
Eya curses under her breath, "Damnit!" She is on high alert and quickly turns around, "YOU!"
She glares at the runner and suddenly a large black eagle with orange eyes and flame-tipped wings appears directly in front of him. It immediately starts attempting to shred the man's face and rip out his eyes.
Eya gets back away as far as she can from the guards.
28 initiative in discord. Eagle will use Swift action to smite good then full attack. Movement as far back as I can.
Knowing that now is the time she jumps up. " Come on now. Help me. " Jesla rushes the door at full speed with Respar beside her. The door holds for just a moment and then gives way, spilling them out into the hall. She curses as they tumble out of the room. Jesla studies the guards calmly as she plans her next move. Her tongue slides along her lip for just a moment. " It is time to be judged by Gorum. I hope your souls are ready. " She laughs as she thinks of what happens next.
As commotion erupts in the cell and then pours out of it, the proud elf simply stands slowly and sheds his chains and gauntlets. He calmly walks out of the cell, stepping over Jesla and Respar but in the opposite direction of the guards. His expression is still mostly blank and cold.
Kiven knows this is exactly what was supposed to happen. This is why the other three were placed here by the gods. They are the tools of his destiny.
Bartram pauses in his flight as the summoned Eagle appears before him. He throws up an arm to protect himself, gaining several deep slashes on it. He strikes at the bird, attempting to repay the favor.
One of the guards cries out in near terror as the cell door is suddenly burst open. The pair starts laying into Respar and Jesla, trying to club them into unconsciousness.
Respar, Jesla, and Eya's only friend are hit for 4,3,and 4 9damage respectively
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Despite being badly wounded, the fiendish bird of prey continues it's relentless assault on the man.
Meanwhile, Eya uses her tail to pull out a mysterious veil from inside her shirt. She rips off a patch from it and a dagger falls to the floor. She slides the dagger across the cell floor using her foot to Respar and Jesla. "Here, use this," she says.
As the club thuds into her side she feels rage rising to the surface. Jesla stays on her hands and knees as her form begins to grow and change. Soon a tawny tiger with black stripes sits in her place. Yellow eyes study the guards hungrily. She watches for any move from the guards.
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Respar grabs the dagger and rolls to his feet, hoping to avoid any further damage from the guard swinging the club, then maneuvers around to split their attention and then does his best to use the blade on the man.
The tall, calm elf looks down at the mire of guards, metal, potential allies and flaming eagles in front of him and just rolls his eyes slightly, exhaling a long breath. He mutters a word of elven in a low, barely audible tone and casually flicks his wrist and two fingers towards the guard known as Bartram. Long, thin shards of ice shoot out from Kiven's hand and shatter again the wall next to Bartram and the eagle, the man having ducked out of the way in his efforts to avoid the bird's attacks. Kiven just lets out another very small sign in annoyance as he prepares his next move.
Rolled a 2 (+5) on the Ray of Frost attack, so the pompous elf still isn't really helping yet!
Eya retrieves and tosses Respar a dagger, who jumps up, taking a harsh blow in the process, and repays the favor by driving his new weapon into his attacker's kidney.
More than a little unnerved by the sudden appearance of a tiger in their midst, the two men by Jesla run for it. The barbarian in tiger form lashes out. The one Respar had wounded slumps forward, hitting the ground a few moments after his upper intestine. The other runs down the hall to where the men had been sitting before, he reaches for something on the wall.
Bartram, unaware of the tiger behind him, swipes at the eagle once more, but misses
Eya runs up out of the cell and gets behind the guard who grabbed her earlier. She whispers into his ear with a wicked grin, "I'm the last woman you will ever touch, boy. Now, die for me."
The eagle, now with support from Eya, furiously tries to rip the guard's face off.
Jesla revels in the taste of flesh between her teeth. It always feel so satisfying to unleash her inner beast. As the dead guard hits the floor she sees the other one racing away and trying to summon help . She runs towards him enjoying the power in her feline form. Upon closing with him her razor sharp teeth are visible as she attempts to rip the human in two .
Bartram goes down with the eagle digging into his eye socket, blood squirting as half of his vision is ruined forever.
The other guard is still trying to get the horn to his lips when Respar shoves an already bloody dagger in between his ribs. A moment later an angry tiger bowls him over and finishes it.
Kiven winces a bit as the eagle gores out Bartram's eye, but tries to hide his reaction from the others as they turn back in his direction, the fight over. As the one with the horn is taken down the stoic elf kneels over the closest body and starts rummaging through it, avoiding any particularly bloody areas. He looks for coin, daggers, and spell components such as a bit of wool or similar material, tearing at the most suitable fabric if he must.
As she tastes flesh again she realizes that all their opponebts are down. She releases her rage and stands back up slowly. Jesla seems to be struggling to breathe a little bit . She picks up the club the guard dropped. " This will do for now. " She then glances at Kiven and mockingly curtsies ." Thank you for all your help my lord. We could not have done this without you . I knew you were useless when I saw you . " She looks quickly around the area for another weapon or armor.
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Eya grins wickedly as Bartram's eye is gouged from it's socket by her feathery friend. The fiendish bird of prey begins pecking at the eye and eventually eats it. Meanwhile, Eya calmly removes her bindings and leans in close to the helpless guard's unconscious body. She whispers into his ear as she places her sharp obsidian-colored fingernail over his last good eye, "Was it worth it?" Then, she slowly begins pushing her finger into his last good eye socket. As it digs deeper, his skin begins shriveling up and turning grey rapidly before everyone's eyes, "You're lucky I don't have the time for a proper flaying too but, oooooh, this still feels good."
Eya's muscles noticeably grow and her eyes glow orange with power. Her skin seems to glisten and take on a new shine as she is invigorated with the man's life energy. She smiles the entire time, then turns to look at the others in the group. "We need to loot this trash, throw them in the cell, and move. Quickly." At this point Eya is speaking rapidly as she knows the group is short on time, "I have a few more items with me from our mysterious patron that we can discuss how to effectively use. I have a set of lockpicks, a full sack, a rope, a window, a lantern, and a vial. Any ideas on how to proceed? Respar, how badly are you hurt? Can you continue or do you need some healing?"
With that, Eya rips off the sack patch from the veil and a real one materializes in front of her. She rummages through it to see what's inside.
When Kiven hears Jesla he merely grins and evil grin. "Surely you know who I am. You have all done quite well thus far, even if your methods are a bit...crude. Under the circumstances, it is understandable. Let us continue." At that he continues to loot the bodies and starts taking the leather off of the tallest man.
The proud elf turns his nose up at Eya's gruesome act but does take note of her varied magical abilities.
Bartram looks up at Eya with terror for a brief moment before she takes his last eye, and then his life.
The guards had fairly simple equipment. Basic armor, a tabard with the symbol for the prison on it. No blades, or indeed any weapons other than the Saps they had each carried.
Some coin was found on the table where the guards had been playing a game, they each had a small coin purse as well. Kiven finds two platinum coins hidden inside the boot of the man he was looting.
Eya opens the large sack from the Veil to reveal several sets of clothing that look like they belonged to Kitchen staff, along with two pouches full of common material components.
As the group is going through this, a rattling sound can be heard from the other cell. A huge hand comes out of the darkness to grasp one of the bars in the iron door. A deep voice rumbles out, "You done wit' that? Grumblejack hungry."
Loot list: three sets of studded leather, three saps, 236.41 gp in various coinage, a signal horn, a key ring, 7 sets of common clothing, and two material component pouches
The barbarian grins at Eya. " I can go aong with that. There will be blood shed tonight in here. I always pay my debts. " Upon hearing Respar's change of plans she frowns. " I can be very convincing with choking the life out of elven royalty. If you have other plans so be it though. " She goes quiet and watches Respar work upon Eya's bonds. Jesla glances between this and the guards down the hall. Her eyes seem slightly luminescent in the shadowy cell.
All three guards are quickly attracted by the noise, reluctantly getting up from their game to check on whatever the hell is going on. They gather near the cell and wave a torch in the prisoner's direction, "Hey, how'd you reach her?" "Oh f***, he's loose." "Bartram! Get the others!"
Two of the guards draw clubs, but they make no move to enter the cell. The third starts to turn back towards where they had come from
Initiatives and actions please
Eya curses under her breath, "Damnit!" She is on high alert and quickly turns around, "YOU!"
She glares at the runner and suddenly a large black eagle with orange eyes and flame-tipped wings appears directly in front of him. It immediately starts attempting to shred the man's face and rip out his eyes.
Eya gets back away as far as she can from the guards.
28 initiative in discord. Eagle will use Swift action to smite good then full attack. Movement as far back as I can.
Eagle attacks: 6, 17, 14
Eagle damage: 2, 3, 4
This is my beautiful evil bird boi by the way:
Knowing that now is the time she jumps up. " Come on now. Help me. " Jesla rushes the door at full speed with Respar beside her. The door holds for just a moment and then gives way, spilling them out into the hall. She curses as they tumble out of the room. Jesla studies the guards calmly as she plans her next move. Her tongue slides along her lip for just a moment. " It is time to be judged by Gorum. I hope your souls are ready. " She laughs as she thinks of what happens next.
As commotion erupts in the cell and then pours out of it, the proud elf simply stands slowly and sheds his chains and gauntlets. He calmly walks out of the cell, stepping over Jesla and Respar but in the opposite direction of the guards. His expression is still mostly blank and cold.
Kiven knows this is exactly what was supposed to happen. This is why the other three were placed here by the gods. They are the tools of his destiny.
Bartram pauses in his flight as the summoned Eagle appears before him. He throws up an arm to protect himself, gaining several deep slashes on it. He strikes at the bird, attempting to repay the favor.
One of the guards cries out in near terror as the cell door is suddenly burst open. The pair starts laying into Respar and Jesla, trying to club them into unconsciousness.
Respar, Jesla, and Eya's only friend are hit for 4,3,and 4 9damage respectively
Despite being badly wounded, the fiendish bird of prey continues it's relentless assault on the man.
Meanwhile, Eya uses her tail to pull out a mysterious veil from inside her shirt. She rips off a patch from it and a dagger falls to the floor. She slides the dagger across the cell floor using her foot to Respar and Jesla. "Here, use this," she says.
Eagle Attack Rolls: 23 17 23
Eagle Damage Rolls: 2 4 2
As the club thuds into her side she feels rage rising to the surface. Jesla stays on her hands and knees as her form begins to grow and change. Soon a tawny tiger with black stripes sits in her place. Yellow eyes study the guards hungrily. She watches for any move from the guards.
OOC: Rolling for AOO in case guards flee.
Aoa 1: @Kyrroeth game_die
Result: 1d20 (3) + 7
Total: 10
Damage : @Kyrroeth game_die
Result: 2d6 (6, 6) + 5
Total: 17
AoO 2: @Kyrroeth game_die
Result: 1d20 (10) + 7
Total: 17
Damage: @Kyrroeth game_die
Result: 2d6 (6, 4) + 5
Total: 15
Respar grabs the dagger and rolls to his feet, hoping to avoid any further damage from the guard swinging the club, then maneuvers around to split their attention and then does his best to use the blade on the man.
Dagger attack 12 Damage 7 Sneak attack damage 3
The tall, calm elf looks down at the mire of guards, metal, potential allies and flaming eagles in front of him and just rolls his eyes slightly, exhaling a long breath. He mutters a word of elven in a low, barely audible tone and casually flicks his wrist and two fingers towards the guard known as Bartram. Long, thin shards of ice shoot out from Kiven's hand and shatter again the wall next to Bartram and the eagle, the man having ducked out of the way in his efforts to avoid the bird's attacks. Kiven just lets out another very small sign in annoyance as he prepares his next move.
Rolled a 2 (+5) on the Ray of Frost attack, so the pompous elf still isn't really helping yet!
Eya retrieves and tosses Respar a dagger, who jumps up, taking a harsh blow in the process, and repays the favor by driving his new weapon into his attacker's kidney.
More than a little unnerved by the sudden appearance of a tiger in their midst, the two men by Jesla run for it. The barbarian in tiger form lashes out. The one Respar had wounded slumps forward, hitting the ground a few moments after his upper intestine. The other runs down the hall to where the men had been sitting before, he reaches for something on the wall.
Bartram, unaware of the tiger behind him, swipes at the eagle once more, but misses
Respar takes another 6 damage
Eya runs up out of the cell and gets behind the guard who grabbed her earlier. She whispers into his ear with a wicked grin, "I'm the last woman you will ever touch, boy. Now, die for me."
The eagle, now with support from Eya, furiously tries to rip the guard's face off.
Eagle attacks: 16, 15, 6 (nat 1)
Eagle damages: 5, 2, 3
OOC: Not sure when I might get another chance to post...
IC:
Respar quickly moves towards the guard who is reaching for the horn on the wall, dagger lashing out.
Dagger attack 24 Damage 8 Sneak attack if possible 1
Jesla revels in the taste of flesh between her teeth. It always feel so satisfying to unleash her inner beast. As the dead guard hits the floor she sees the other one racing away and trying to summon help . She runs towards him enjoying the power in her feline form. Upon closing with him her razor sharp teeth are visible as she attempts to rip the human in two .
Attack: @Kyrroeth game_die
Result: 1d20 (14) + 7
Put your spoiler here.
Total: 21
Damage: @Kyrroeth game_die
Result: 2d6 (3, 1) + 5
Total: 9
AoO: @Kyrroeth game_die
Result: 1d20 (15) + 7
Total: 22
Damage: @Kyrroeth game_die
Result: 2d6 (2, 3) + 5
Total: 10
Bartram goes down with the eagle digging into his eye socket, blood squirting as half of his vision is ruined forever.
The other guard is still trying to get the horn to his lips when Respar shoves an already bloody dagger in between his ribs. A moment later an angry tiger bowls him over and finishes it.
All goes quiet.
Kiven winces a bit as the eagle gores out Bartram's eye, but tries to hide his reaction from the others as they turn back in his direction, the fight over. As the one with the horn is taken down the stoic elf kneels over the closest body and starts rummaging through it, avoiding any particularly bloody areas. He looks for coin, daggers, and spell components such as a bit of wool or similar material, tearing at the most suitable fabric if he must.
As she tastes flesh again she realizes that all their opponebts are down. She releases her rage and stands back up slowly. Jesla seems to be struggling to breathe a little bit . She picks up the club the guard dropped. " This will do for now. " She then glances at Kiven and mockingly curtsies ." Thank you for all your help my lord. We could not have done this without you . I knew you were useless when I saw you . " She looks quickly around the area for another weapon or armor.
Eya grins wickedly as Bartram's eye is gouged from it's socket by her feathery friend. The fiendish bird of prey begins pecking at the eye and eventually eats it. Meanwhile, Eya calmly removes her bindings and leans in close to the helpless guard's unconscious body. She whispers into his ear as she places her sharp obsidian-colored fingernail over his last good eye, "Was it worth it?" Then, she slowly begins pushing her finger into his last good eye socket. As it digs deeper, his skin begins shriveling up and turning grey rapidly before everyone's eyes, "You're lucky I don't have the time for a proper flaying too but, oooooh, this still feels good."
Eya's muscles noticeably grow and her eyes glow orange with power. Her skin seems to glisten and take on a new shine as she is invigorated with the man's life energy. She smiles the entire time, then turns to look at the others in the group. "We need to loot this trash, throw them in the cell, and move. Quickly." At this point Eya is speaking rapidly as she knows the group is short on time, "I have a few more items with me from our mysterious patron that we can discuss how to effectively use. I have a set of lockpicks, a full sack, a rope, a window, a lantern, and a vial. Any ideas on how to proceed? Respar, how badly are you hurt? Can you continue or do you need some healing?"
With that, Eya rips off the sack patch from the veil and a real one materializes in front of her. She rummages through it to see what's inside.
Death Knell Temp HP: 3
When Kiven hears Jesla he merely grins and evil grin. "Surely you know who I am. You have all done quite well thus far, even if your methods are a bit...crude. Under the circumstances, it is understandable. Let us continue." At that he continues to loot the bodies and starts taking the leather off of the tallest man.
The proud elf turns his nose up at Eya's gruesome act but does take note of her varied magical abilities.
Bartram looks up at Eya with terror for a brief moment before she takes his last eye, and then his life.
The guards had fairly simple equipment. Basic armor, a tabard with the symbol for the prison on it. No blades, or indeed any weapons other than the Saps they had each carried.
Some coin was found on the table where the guards had been playing a game, they each had a small coin purse as well. Kiven finds two platinum coins hidden inside the boot of the man he was looting.
Eya opens the large sack from the Veil to reveal several sets of clothing that look like they belonged to Kitchen staff, along with two pouches full of common material components.
As the group is going through this, a rattling sound can be heard from the other cell. A huge hand comes out of the darkness to grasp one of the bars in the iron door. A deep voice rumbles out, "You done wit' that? Grumblejack hungry."
Loot list: three sets of studded leather, three saps, 236.41 gp in various coinage, a signal horn, a key ring, 7 sets of common clothing, and two material component pouches