The Journeys through Narth'ryal

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Their guard eases as one of them leads Aazel through the picturesque ground and into the grand, yet quiet farm house. They reach the guards at the front door who explain where the other went in the house. Outside the bedroom door, there are further guards who open the door to grant the half-orc access...

Only to see a dissipated illusion revealing a trap door, which has been ripped off, and a 5-foot wide shaft into darkness and the three of the party missing!

 

Aazel turns to the guard who led him in. "I hope they haven't been down there long." Then, he proceeds to make his way down the trap door, looking and listening for signs of the group ahead of him. 

Perception: 15

Aazel's keen hearing make out the horrid, grisly growls of something foul ahead and the sight of Wulcrath with Bart and Khazan up ahead. All three look uneased and disturbed, something holding their attention...

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The Swarm of Bats let outs cries as a few dots drop to the ground after the blast of dark energy lands a hit.

Lucky dives in and goes in for a peck attack!
Attack: 9 Damage: 1 (piercing)

Lucky caws and stabs, but missed the agile critters...

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Clearly seeing the movement of living bodies and, the Ghoul goes for Wulcrath with its claws as the other living things are scrambling behind him...
Attack: 14 Damage: 6 (slashing)

 Wulcrath, you're up!

Widening his stance and taking a deep breath, Wulcrath exhales a gout of flame directly onto the creature.

Attack - 8

Breath Weapon: Red 7

The Ghoul hisses as the sudden bright flames...
Dex Save: 10

It's fails to limber out the out and is set aflame before being sizzled out by the dampness of its flesh. A horrific smell of rotten, charred flesh is now about in the air...

Khazan, your turn!

Khazans jumps out from behind Wulcrath and charges at the Ghoul swinging his improvised weapon, the unlit torch, at the abomination in a reckless raging attack

Attack: 19 Damage: 6

Initiative: 4

Aazel sees the others ahead of him, clearly involved in a fight of some kind. He rushes forward to see how he can assist. 

With a guttural snarl and disturbing snap of bone, the Ghoul takes the hit but the magics within it maintain its hold. Khazan finds the unlit torch just a stub of wood now...

Player Bart's phase

Bart looks at the ghoul and his own spindly arms, wishing desperately that he hadn’t given up his weapons earlier. 

He’s going to hold his turn til after the ghoul’s to run up and try to knock the ghoul over.

athletics 18

not sure why it won’t roll, so I’ll try again 3

there it goes.

The Ghoul lashes out at Khazan with its claws in retaliation...
Attack: 23 Damage: 9 (slashing)

Exposed from the attack, Bart rushes in and attempts to push the ghoul over...
Acrobatics: 15

The claws didn't quite catch onto the dwarf's flesh, but Bart's attempt to throw the ghoul off balance doesn't go to plan to the rigor mortis in the creatures legs...

Aazel's turn!

The scene before him was a mess, but what was clear was that his companions were trying to defeat this creature and that was all he needed at the moment. Rushing forward, he slashes with his longsword. 
Attack: 18 Damage: 13

if he hits he will call on the power of Deneir to aid him. Divine smite 7 (radiant)

In a instant, for force weaves between the three of them and cleaves the Ghoul cleanly in two. In the torchlight, it's clear from the tall broad figure to be Aazel, the Half-orc.

((Some quick DM notes))

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The Swarm of Bats turns their sights to the raven who attempted to pick them off...
Attack: 12 Damage: 2 (piercing)

With withering caw Daffafle hears with more than just her ears, she sees Lucky descend into the ground. instead of a thud, there is a puff of black feathers which are then carried away on a sudden wind...

"Good swing! Good swing!"

Khazan pats the half orc on the back while throwing the wooden stump behind him

"At least there is someone here clever enough tae bring a weapon with him."

says while  glancing back at Bart and Wulcrath

((I was using my Divine Smite, not my Wrathful Smite.))

Wulcrath frowns a bit as he silently looks to the hammer in his hand, relaxing a bit seeing as how the Ghoul is gone.

"Thank you for the the assistance Aazel, it seems we're in a bit over our heads..."

He turns around back towards the tunnel leading into the darkness, pondering it's significance.

Almost Absent mindedly grabbing for a sword he no longers has.

Bart brushes himself off. “I brought you, ya f***ing weapon,” he says to Khazan cheerily.

”I’ll admit. I think we should retrieve our weapons before continuing on. Let’s find a guard.”

“Lucky!” Daffafle cries as she feels her friend depart the world for the Shadowfell. Features hardening, she turns back to the bats. “That’s it you blood sucking flying rats! Your time is up!” 
The halfling hurls a dark more of eldritch blast at the swarm.

Attack: 14 Damage: 7

"Ye were lucky, I could be drinkin' meself senseless at the inn right now"

says while walking towards the defeated foe and kneeling near it. He pulls off his backpack and starts rumagging in search for something

"I don't think Lady Mylene will belive us if we say there was this .. thing .. under her farm. So..!"

he finally finds what he searches for and starts pulling out the rope

" ..I say we bring it to her as proof. Before more o' this things come out the darkness and attack us."

and begins to tie up the remains of the creature

((Oooh, the Class Feature, not the Spell, gotcha thanks. :) ))

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The blast his the Swarm, a few more bats flutter to the ground. The few remaining screech before flying off into the trees...

End of combat.

The pleasantness slowly returns of sun and birdsong all around Daffafle.

Daffafle takes a few moments to catch her breath, trying to ignore the stinging bites she took during the fight. With a sudden thought, she speaks a few words of the arcane, covering the hole with illusory dirt (silent image, at-will, Misty Image invocation). 
“That should hopefully trick any other beasts from coming out...” she turns searching for Priestess Alyssa. 

Wulcrath sighs as he stretches a bit and leans against the wall.

"Ready when you all are. I have a feeling we'll have a bit of explaining to do though..."

He eyes the open trapdoor back to the Estate.