With the sound of a blasting rush of air, a wall of frothing water appears before the enemies, just missing the scout, and blasts through their ranks.  The sorceress and one of the warriors manages to stay on his feet but the other two are knocked backwards in the rush of water.  Then the gnome runs out of the bushes to close the gap (fear has range of 30 feet, so need to get closer), and holds out his hand.  The Sorceress and two of the warriors go white and look around, their faces engrosses with the magical fear. 

Silas, Mal, Grenk.

For once he was glad he didn't rush in.  Raising the bow and posion arrorws, he fired two quick shots at the Sorceress. 

Attack: 15 Damage: 10 plus 3 radiant damage and 6 posion damage

Attack: 20 Damage: 11 plus 1 radiant damage and 4 posion damage

Mal Initiative: 27

Mal will sneak up behind Zagmira and then attempt to stab her in the back, killing her before she can warn the others.

Scimitar #1: Attack: 28 Damage: 13

Scimitar #2: Attack: 22 Damage: 11

Sneak Attack: 8

Assassinate Auto Crit Ability Damage

1st attack: 1

2nd Attack: 5

Sneak Attack Crit Damage: 6

If she is still alive I will use my Action surge Ability.

Scimitar: Attack: 20 Damage: 7

Silas Initiative: 9

As casters are often turning point in battle, Silas will blast the Sorceress with a Guiding Bolt.

Attack: 14 Damage: 14

Mal leaps from hiding and stabs the archmage three times, while a guiding bolt flies across the space and slams off of some sort of magical protective field.  An arrow from Grenk bounces off of her magical protections, but another slams into her side. 

Surprised, ensorcelled by fear...but somehow standing despite multiple grievous wounds.... she looks about in panic.  But before she can act. 

Mal, Grenk, your turns again. 

 Grenk's eyes darted around a moment while everyone started to move about.  The team he was with, like before, hit hard and fast.  Taking quick note of the three warriors, Grenk held his position and took two more shots at the mage.

Attack: 20 Damage: 10 plus 2 radiant damage and 8 posion damage

Attack: 21 Damage: 5 plus 4 radiant damage and 7 posion damage

Mal will once again slice the mage across the front with her scimitars.

Scimitar #1: Attack: 17 Damage: 9

Scimitar #2: Attack: 9 Damage: 6

Will use a Precision Attack and spend a Superiority Die for Attack #2: 1 and add it to the Hit.

Before the wizard can react an arrow hits her in the chest, then another goes through her neck.  She clutches at it as Mal's Scimitar slices down her back and she collapses in a pile. 

The three warriors toss down their weapons and hold their hands up. 

Quote from Shodai_Kishi>>

As casters are often turning point in battle...

Dang right they are... high five me cleric!

:P

Badger and his two skeletons (I'll call them Knuckles and Fatty) will move in with the others to surround the three warriors. Badger will activate the helm's Detect Thoughts function in advance of any interrogation, but also look for the mage's pack and see what's inside... (gimme gimme gimme that juicy spellbook). 

Mal will approach Tom Tom, "Hello friend, long time no see. Hopefully the Thayans did not treat you too badly after that huge behemoth attacked and almost wiped all of us out. My companions here saved my life and I have been traveling with them ever since. I suggest you make haste out of this ruined city and go back to Navi as quickly as you can."

Tom Tom, shaken by the ferocity of the surprise attack steps forward and grasps Mal's hand.  "Well well....you are full of surprises. I counted you for dead a few days back, along with half our crew."  He looks to the dead mage, "She was a cruel one from the start, but with less of us she seemed so desperate to succeed that she was down right nasty, though for the past day all we've been finding is empty shrines. She's been right pissed off. Honestly, glad to be rid of her, and ya, for sure, let's get out of this place, it's a long dangerous path back to civilization."  In a hushed tone he says, "Honestly, I'd rather not bring these three, but having them with us is our best bet to get back alive. Traveling the jungle alone is a death sentence....." 

He looks to the group, his hands out, "Um, thank you...for ridding me of my charge. She'd essentially trapped me here...in this fantastic, strange and deadly city on her deranged quest. Is there something you require of me in return for the rescue?"

The soldiers all look very concerned, but just look about in silence, one of them glowering a bit, as they wait to try and figure out what's happening. 

Badger, you hear their thoughts: 

She's actually dead. Finally, the evil witch is gone. Mal's alive....wow....what a body....I'd almost forgotten.... (Badger quickly moves on as the mercenaries thoughts go into an unsavoury place..)

Lovely, from one master to another. Man but that one is a brute. What the crap is that...a tiger..made of ice, that's moving....who the crap are these guys?

The first chance I get I'm outta here, I'm done with this crazy place....I'm tired of being a slave to these suicidal nut jobs....there's always more.

Meanwhile Badger you open the bag and see only blackness inside.  A grin stretches across your face.  A bag of holding. 

Seeing the bag is magic, Badger forgets all about the warriors, leaving their fate to his companions, and sits down cross-legged on the jungle floor like a child unwrapping a gift. Let's see what's inside shall we?

Pulling Tom Tom away a bit more from the group. Mal whispers to him, "I hear ya friend and thankfully you will no longer have to deal with her ever again. My friends here have been searching for the cubes and so far we have been very successful in retrieved them. They are looking into this mess that is going on in the jungle and I am helping them out as repayment for them literally saving my life. As a suggestion if my friends agree I suggest traveling back to the city with the others as there is safety in numbers, but do not risk our life on any of them. When I get back to Navi I want to have a few beers with you."

Tom Tom nods vigorously, "If your friends are so generous, then yes...I'm not cut out for this type of work, living on the edge of a blade every day.  I got into this because I liked the quiet of the jungle.  Well....it's never quiet, but you know what I mean.  Very well.  Best of luck, and yes, ensure you return quickly, I'll be waiting to buy the beer." 

Badger reaches in to the blackness of the bag, desiring to pull out the spell book.  He feels a spell book in his hand and pulls it out.  He places his hand into the blackness and desires a cube.  He feels a cube in his hand and pulls out a cube that matches the one missing from Shagambi's shrine.  The missing cube.  He begins pulling out more goods, some water skins, some clothes, spell components, three bags of coins (153 platinum, 245 gold, 35 silver).  At some point though, he has to simply turn the bag inside out to make sure he's got everything.  In doing so numerous other goods fall the ground.  A water catcher. A three person tent. 100 feet of silk rope. 20 fire sticks (matches).  A bag of 1000 ball bearings. 3 anti-toxin potions. 2 vials of holy water. 5 healing potions. A healing kit. Blank paper, ink, and quill. Three empty scroll cases.  Five scrolls (1x comprehend languages, 1x fly, 1x teleport, 1x disintegrate, 1x time stop).  Four small black magical sphere measures 3/4 of an inch in diameter that weigh an ounce each.  ( Bead of Force ).  There's also a small replica of a tiny chest, carved in ivory. 

"As a suggestion," Mal suggests, "The general supplies should probably just go back into the bag while the healing potions should be passed out. Does anyone know what these beads do?"

[OOC: Mal would not mind having of of the beads.]

Grenk's eyes go wide as the bag dumps numerous items onto the ground.  "Good thing she was taken out now, those look dangerous..." he says.  "Not much help those could do for me beyond the health potions but anything yall can use sounds great."

"If I were to inqure kindly, do you know where any more shrines may be located?" Silas asks, "Did she had a method to locate them?"

(Silas has unfair share of magic items really already)

Sickle looks over the pile, “I’ll take a healing potion and an antitoxin. Lotion.  I’m not sure the uses for holy water, but perhaps it would be effective against the undead here.  I will take one if someone would like the other. Mal, you may like these ball bearings. I’ll also take a bead.“  The ice tiger paces back and forth, swishing it’s tail as water drips off of it slowly onto the jungle floor.