Aleyd is the last one in the room. Trying to buy her companions as much time as possible, she waits for the right moment to take a step into the room. She is still at the door, such that no soldier or guard can get past her and enter the room without first bringing her down.
Outside, Utar maintains his cool despite seeing what Senitir has done to Doozey. He gives Ekmong even more to think about and prepares an attacking spell should the tiefling agree to the measure.
-> Reading an spell causes concentration on Shield of Faith to drop.
The Black Fist guards react first, congregating around the room's door before the Brokengulf soldiers can do the same. They attempt to attack Aleyd but her magical aura stops them on their tracks. Cron is not amused.
With some disbelief showing on his face, Ekmong finally succumbs to the mounting evidence: "Why won't you just act reasonably, Senitir? If you won't stop acting mad on your own, then my hands are forced."The tiefling reaches into a pouch and produces a small, soft bead that stinks of sulfur. A second later, the bead transforms and parts into six distinct, tiny, round, flaming rocks that float around menacingly.
Before launching the floating tiny meteors, Ekmong's eyes shine in a deep but sickly purple. The light jolts out of his eye and buzzes about Senitir for a few seconds. One of the meteors shoots towards Senitir while the purple flecks of light are still bothering the aarakocra. A second meteor launches itself just after the magical buzzing stops. The other four tiny meteors remain floating around Ekmong.
-> Damage rolls: 73
DM's Screen:
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Senitir blocks the first explosion with his right wing. The second rock explodes prematurely, but still within his vicinity. (Senitir takes 8 fire damage.)
(@MB: The final attack roll on that Guiding Bolt was a 19.)
Utar sees this as the confirmation he was waiting for. Asking for Torm to allow this to be a divinely Guided Strike, the half-orc releases a Guiding Bolt at the winged wizard. The bolt kinks mid-air, ensuring an accurate hit. Senitir screams in pain, and begins to turn around and flap his wings more vigorously, a sure sign that the now heavily injured wizard is looking for an escape route. (Senitir takes 18 radiant damage.)
From on her perch, Neya takes out her shortbow and judges that Senetir is only just within her effective range. She releases two arrows to interrupt his flight, more sure of her first shot, thanks to Utar's spell.
Shortbow (w/ advantage from [spell[guiding bolt[/spell]) Attack: 24 Damage: 7
Standing on a tree branch, Neya releases two arrows in rapid succession. The first one is aimed at the aarakocra's very core, aided by Utar's guiding spell. It pierces the wizard and goes straight through, causing a spurt of blood to hit the ground two seconds later. The second arrow hits Senitir's left shoulder plate, though he had already stopped flapping his wing at the time of impacts. The subsequent fall results in many broken bones if one was to judge by the wet cracking sounds it produced. (Senitir takes 7 piercing damage and is DEFEATED.)
(OOC: The follow up damage is enough to nearly kill him outright, as in, it translates into two failed DEATH saves. We'll maintain initiative order for now.)
Unaware of what exactly is happening outside, Cron continues to try to bring Aleyd down: "You are beginning to slow down, Aleyd. Surrender now before we kill you." Once again, he is only able to release a single arrow at his fellow Black Fist:
A grappled Moneus raises his hands as best as he can and, upon hearing Aleyd's painful cry, directs some words at Ekmong: "That's it. The fighting is done. Call your men off."
There is hesitation in the air. Sensing it, Moneus does his best to eventuallydodge any danger should such a maneuver be needed. He knows this effort is futile unless the soldiers release him first.
Graxx stops struggling and makes sure Ekmong knows it. The barbarian requests the downed enemies are retrained and receives a nod from the red tiefling.
The four soldiers surrounding Graxx force him back up to his feet, although they keep him held in place. Two of the soldiers surrounding Litta do the exact same thing. Moneus is not on the ground, but two other soldiers also make sure he is still held. (Graxx and Litta are no longer prone.)
The last two soldiers next to Litta and Moneus move to secure Yalek. A moment later, they yell back toward Ekmong: "This one didn't make it."
The three soldiers surrounding Neya's tree move to instead restrain Chaab. They do so, letting Ekmong know that this one is still alive.
(OOC: I'll post the turn for the soldiers inside the mansion a bit later.)
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DM's Screen:
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Unware of the developments outside, the soldiers in the second floor's foyer continue to take turns attacking Aleyd. Her protective Sanctuary spell prevents most of the soldiers from finishing their swings properly:
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Now propped back up, Litta looks around the battlefield and notices an unconscious halfling being carried away by his trusty mount. Hoping no one else will need her curative spells for the rest of the night, the old dragonborn lady sends her last Healing Word towards Doozey.
Given he hasn't been restrained yet, Utar moves towards Senetir's body.
"Ekmong, as a courtesy to you, and given he is the only one who knows where the lordling is, I am going to heal Senetir. Given he will likely continue to try to kill my companions to secure our silence, I am going to restrain him. If Captain Burral could be brought here, she has an ability to force the truth from a person that I think we'll need."
A dazed Doozey lets out a groan as he came to consciousness once more. "Ohh... I heard of copper fer yer thoughts, but that was ridiculous." Hearing this, Biscuit all too happily sets Doozey, and stood above him panting until the stoutling pushed him away upon trying to get back to his feet.
As everything that happened more fully rushed back into mind, a quick scan of the changes is enough to leave the stoutling sighed and took off the mask piece. "... Aight that little brother. I got a bit of a job fer ya." The words are accompanied by the stoutling carefully stuffing the fragment into his pack, before then sliding it off and setting it on the ground. In [sylvan], Doozey continues, "Take this and make yer way back to the temple, little brother. I'll come find ya there later, okay. Just make sure noone takes my stuff, okay?"
Biscuit starts to whine a little, but one glare from the disapproving halfling is enough to elicit one last grudging sound growl. The moment Biscuit has a good grasp on the backpack, Doozey clicks his tongue, signalling Biscuit to run off for the gate... while Doozey strides towards the closest guards, hands held up in surrender.
Once the adrenaline dies a little down and Biscuit is far away from the complex, he again assumes his more fluffy self with nubbings for horns again...
Movement(Doozey): Stand up.
Free Action/Action(Doozey): Put away Dragon Mask as well as take off back pack to set down.
Movement(Remaining(Doozey)): Towards closest set of guards(not sure where that would be atm)
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Doozey "comes back to life" and spends a few seconds scheming with Biscuit. As the reverting mastiff speeds away and hops over the spear-like fence delineating the property, Doozey begins to walk toward the cooled off commotion {FA-10}.
In the room upstairs, Aleyd has finally reached the bail out point. She bashes the nearest enemy with her shield and throws herself out of the window.
-> Fall damage: 1
There is no grace in her jump as her gear is not built for such things. She lands on her side but promptly stands back up. (Aleyd takes 5 bludgeoning damage.)
She looks around a bit but doesn't quite understands what is going on.
Utar tells Ekmong what his next planned steps are and receives a hesitant nod of agreement. When he mentions Aleyd, almost on cue, she comes flying out of the window.
CRAP's resident cleric secures and heals Senitir almost in a single motion, such that the aarakocra can't effectively offer any sort of resistance. He seems a bit dazed at the moment. (Senitir heals for 6 HP.)
Upstairs, the three Black Fist guards make their way into the bedchamber and spend the next few seconds looking out of the window and reporting back to their commander via yelling.
END OF INITIATIVE ROUND 9
(OOC: Technically, the security personnel inside the home is still hostile to you all at this moment. You expect them to come outside soon enough, but that's more RP than combat, so...)
WE ARE NOW OUT OF INITIATIVE. YOU MAY DO AS YOU WILL.
"I am coming down. I am not going to resist." Neya lets her intention known as she descends the tree and steps into sunlight with her hands away from her body. "I suppose it's time we've started answering some questions..."
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Unless told by the guards to halt his progress closer, Doozey continued on closer to the gathering throng with his hands held high until within 10 to 15th of Ekmong. And though it might've been better show of surrender to further remove any armaments on his person, the stoutling thought it best to not bother for one, least things again grew heated once more. While he waited for the inevitable manhandling, the Doozey kept track as gbest he could of the guard, searching for any signs of undue nervousness or hostility that seemed less righteous or dutiful than just the surface. Any signs, really, that might suggest one or a few guards actually being potentially on the take...
Ekmong grows more confident with his ability to control the situation now that the fighting has mostly stopped. Another point that helps is the fact that all known perpetrators have gathered in one location, some of which are unconscious, while others are surrendering. He nods at Graxx as the man speaks ordering one of the soldiers to get the manacles and apply them to Senitir's wrists: "Apologies Senitir, but your behavior and stubbornness leaves me no other choice. I hope all comes to light and I can remove those from you soon." Still a bit dazed, the aarakocra fails to resist or respond. He must have hit his head on the way down.
The soldiers bring Aleyd, Litta, Moneus and Chaab around, and eventually also Caah and Yalek's body. Ekmong states: "Form a defensive circle around all our guests." He then looks at a specific soldier and adds: "But not you. You should get a few men and go look for the lordling. He can't be very far." Most of the soldiers form a circle around the party and, in the next minutes, even more soldiers arrive to fortify the formation. "We shall resolve our quarrel right here, while facts and memories are fresh, but first..." He turns to face the door, anticipating the arrival of the Black Fist Officer.
Cron looks furious: "Lord Valero has been murdered! His skull and brains are all over the walls, and the mace used in the act is lying next to him. Which one of you did this, Aleyd?!" Before the captain can answer, Ekmong regains control of the situation: "Lieutenant Cron Bolver. I appreciate your investigative instincts but, within the property of the House Brokengulf, the matter will be dealt by us. You are welcome to stay, of course, as I am beginning to suspect your invitation to visit us tonight was not a coincidence." This pique Cron's attention, and he orders his Black Fist subordinates to stand down for now.
@Doozey: At this point you have observed enough of the soldiers to realize that they are following Ekmong's command, no questions asked. Sure, some of them might be more loyal to Senitir, but the aarakocra is in no current state to give orders. As long as Ekmong doesn't tell them to attack, you think they will not take matters on their own hand for now. The Black Fist guards follow Cron and seem more nervous about the situation. However, there are far fewer of them around. Senitir himself is another matter completely. He seems virtually incapacitated for now, but should that change, there is no telling what he might attempt.
Finally, Ekmong turns to Utar and says: "You said one of you can detect lies somehow. Very well. Let the spell be cast and let none of you attempt to resist its effect. Senitir and I will also submit. We can then begin our conversation. You will also also follow this gentleman's lead and drop your weapons. No one shall leave the circle. Those are my conditions so that we are able to have a calm, civilized conversation where deceit has no place. Is there anything any of you would like to say before we start?"
Meteors still encircle Ekmong. "Once you drop your weapons I'll drop mine. You have my word."
Aleyd is the last one in the room. Trying to buy her companions as much time as possible, she waits for the right moment to take a step into the room. She is still at the door, such that no soldier or guard can get past her and enter the room without first bringing her down.
Outside, Utar maintains his cool despite seeing what Senitir has done to Doozey. He gives Ekmong even more to think about and prepares an attacking spell should the tiefling agree to the measure.
-> Reading an spell causes concentration on Shield of Faith to drop.
DM's Screen:
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The Black Fist guards react first, congregating around the room's door before the Brokengulf soldiers can do the same. They attempt to attack Aleyd but her magical aura stops them on their tracks. Cron is not amused.
END OF INITIATIVE ROUND 8
(Ekmong goes next.)
DM's Screen:
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With some disbelief showing on his face, Ekmong finally succumbs to the mounting evidence: "Why won't you just act reasonably, Senitir? If you won't stop acting mad on your own, then my hands are forced." The tiefling reaches into a pouch and produces a small, soft bead that stinks of sulfur. A second later, the bead transforms and parts into six distinct, tiny, round, flaming rocks that float around menacingly.
Before launching the floating tiny meteors, Ekmong's eyes shine in a deep but sickly purple. The light jolts out of his eye and buzzes about Senitir for a few seconds. One of the meteors shoots towards Senitir while the purple flecks of light are still bothering the aarakocra. A second meteor launches itself just after the magical buzzing stops. The other four tiny meteors remain floating around Ekmong.
-> Damage rolls: 7 3
DM's Screen:
19 25 8
Senitir blocks the first explosion with his right wing. The second rock explodes prematurely, but still within his vicinity. (Senitir takes 8 fire damage.)
(@MB: The final attack roll on that Guiding Bolt was a 19.)
Utar sees this as the confirmation he was waiting for. Asking for Torm to allow this to be a divinely Guided Strike, the half-orc releases a Guiding Bolt at the winged wizard. The bolt kinks mid-air, ensuring an accurate hit. Senitir screams in pain, and begins to turn around and flap his wings more vigorously, a sure sign that the now heavily injured wizard is looking for an escape route. (Senitir takes 18 radiant damage.)
The holy hit disturbs Senitir's magic, and the animated platinum coins fall to the ground.
(Neya is up next. The next attack against Senitir has advantage, but she is effectively 75ft away from him.)
From on her perch, Neya takes out her shortbow and judges that Senetir is only just within her effective range. She releases two arrows to interrupt his flight, more sure of her first shot, thanks to Utar's spell.
Shortbow (w/ advantage from [spell[guiding bolt[/spell]) Attack: 24 Damage: 7
Extra Shortbow Attack: 20 Damage: 9
Extended Signature
Standing on a tree branch, Neya releases two arrows in rapid succession. The first one is aimed at the aarakocra's very core, aided by Utar's guiding spell. It pierces the wizard and goes straight through, causing a spurt of blood to hit the ground two seconds later. The second arrow hits Senitir's left shoulder plate, though he had already stopped flapping his wing at the time of impacts. The subsequent fall results in many broken bones if one was to judge by the wet cracking sounds it produced. (Senitir takes 7 piercing damage and is DEFEATED.)
(OOC: The follow up damage is enough to nearly kill him outright, as in, it translates into two failed DEATH saves. We'll maintain initiative order for now.)
DM's Screen:
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Unaware of what exactly is happening outside, Cron continues to try to bring Aleyd down: "You are beginning to slow down, Aleyd. Surrender now before we kill you." Once again, he is only able to release a single arrow at his fellow Black Fist:
-> Shortbow vs. Aleyd: Attack: 23 Damage: 16
Cron is proving to be quite the marksman. Aleyd groans loudly in pain for the first time in this fight. (Aleyd takes 16 piercing damage.)
A grappled Moneus raises his hands as best as he can and, upon hearing Aleyd's painful cry, directs some words at Ekmong: "That's it. The fighting is done. Call your men off."
There is hesitation in the air. Sensing it, Moneus does his best to eventually dodge any danger should such a maneuver be needed. He knows this effort is futile unless the soldiers release him first.
(Graxx is up next.)
(OOC: I don’t think Graxx would know Yalek was finished off by Senetir which explains his request.)
Graxx grins under his mask at hearing he tries to loosen all tenseness is his body.
”You chose well Tiefling! I’m not resisting. Have some of your men secure the downed bird, half-Orc, and Drow so no one runs off.”
Persuasion: 20
Graxx stops struggling and makes sure Ekmong knows it. The barbarian requests the downed enemies are retrained and receives a nod from the red tiefling.
The four soldiers surrounding Graxx force him back up to his feet, although they keep him held in place. Two of the soldiers surrounding Litta do the exact same thing. Moneus is not on the ground, but two other soldiers also make sure he is still held. (Graxx and Litta are no longer prone.)
The last two soldiers next to Litta and Moneus move to secure Yalek. A moment later, they yell back toward Ekmong: "This one didn't make it."
The three soldiers surrounding Neya's tree move to instead restrain Chaab. They do so, letting Ekmong know that this one is still alive.
(OOC: I'll post the turn for the soldiers inside the mansion a bit later.)
DM's Screen:
19 19 3 3 11 19 14 4 3 18 20 13
Unware of the developments outside, the soldiers in the second floor's foyer continue to take turns attacking Aleyd. Her protective Sanctuary spell prevents most of the soldiers from finishing their swings properly:
-> One-handed Longsword vs. Aleyd: Attack: 18
Damage: 4-> One-handed Longsword vs. Aleyd: Attack: 15
Damage: 3-> One-handed Longsword vs. Aleyd: Attack: 13 Damage: 10
One of the stronger-minded soldiers manages to find a gap in her defenses. Alyed is breathing heavily now (Aleyd takes 12 slashing damage.)
(OOC: Once again, she ignores any opportunity attacks triggered.)
Now propped back up, Litta looks around the battlefield and notices an unconscious halfling being carried away by his trusty mount. Hoping no one else will need her curative spells for the rest of the night, the old dragonborn lady sends her last Healing Word towards Doozey.
-> Healing Word (upcast) roll: 11
Doozey comes to while dangling from Biscuit's maw. (We'll consider that equivalent to being prone; Doozey heals for 9 HP.)
DM's Screen:
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Senitir's unconscious body lies unattended on the ground.
(Doozey, Aleyd, and Utar are up next.)
Given he hasn't been restrained yet, Utar moves towards Senetir's body.
"Ekmong, as a courtesy to you, and given he is the only one who knows where the lordling is, I am going to heal Senetir. Given he will likely continue to try to kill my companions to secure our silence, I am going to restrain him. If Captain Burral could be brought here, she has an ability to force the truth from a person that I think we'll need."
Healing word on Senetir at first level for 6 hp.
The moment the spell is cast, Utar moves in to grapple Senetir, restraining his hands.
Athletics - 22 minus 2 gives a dirty 20.
A dazed Doozey lets out a groan as he came to consciousness once more. "Ohh... I heard of copper fer yer thoughts, but that was ridiculous." Hearing this, Biscuit all too happily sets Doozey, and stood above him panting until the stoutling pushed him away upon trying to get back to his feet.
As everything that happened more fully rushed back into mind, a quick scan of the changes is enough to leave the stoutling sighed and took off the mask piece. "... Aight that little brother. I got a bit of a job fer ya." The words are accompanied by the stoutling carefully stuffing the fragment into his pack, before then sliding it off and setting it on the ground. In [sylvan], Doozey continues, "Take this and make yer way back to the temple, little brother. I'll come find ya there later, okay. Just make sure noone takes my stuff, okay?"
Biscuit starts to whine a little, but one glare from the disapproving halfling is enough to elicit one last grudging sound growl. The moment Biscuit has a good grasp on the backpack, Doozey clicks his tongue, signalling Biscuit to run off for the gate... while Doozey strides towards the closest guards, hands held up in surrender.
Once the adrenaline dies a little down and Biscuit is far away from the complex, he again assumes his more fluffy self with nubbings for horns again...
Movement(Doozey): Stand up.
Free Action/Action(Doozey): Put away Dragon Mask as well as take off back pack to set down.
Movement(Remaining(Doozey)): Towards closest set of guards(not sure where that would be atm)
Free Action(Biscuit): Pick up Satchel.
Bonus Action(Doozey): Command Biscuit to Dash.
Action/Movement(Biscuit): Move & Dash for the nearest gate/walls to exit the compound.
When you realize you're doing too much: Signature.
Doozey "comes back to life" and spends a few seconds scheming with Biscuit. As the reverting mastiff speeds away and hops over the spear-like fence delineating the property, Doozey begins to walk toward the cooled off commotion {FA-10}.
In the room upstairs, Aleyd has finally reached the bail out point. She bashes the nearest enemy with her shield and throws herself out of the window.
-> Fall damage: 1
There is no grace in her jump as her gear is not built for such things. She lands on her side but promptly stands back up. (Aleyd takes 5 bludgeoning damage.)
She looks around a bit but doesn't quite understands what is going on.
Utar tells Ekmong what his next planned steps are and receives a hesitant nod of agreement. When he mentions Aleyd, almost on cue, she comes flying out of the window.
CRAP's resident cleric secures and heals Senitir almost in a single motion, such that the aarakocra can't effectively offer any sort of resistance. He seems a bit dazed at the moment. (Senitir heals for 6 HP.)
Upstairs, the three Black Fist guards make their way into the bedchamber and spend the next few seconds looking out of the window and reporting back to their commander via yelling.
END OF INITIATIVE ROUND 9
(OOC: Technically, the security personnel inside the home is still hostile to you all at this moment. You expect them to come outside soon enough, but that's more RP than combat, so...)
WE ARE NOW OUT OF INITIATIVE. YOU MAY DO AS YOU WILL.
Graxx makes sure not to resist any further physically but verbally he is ecstatic.
"SECURE THE BIRD! IT IS A WIZARD WITH NO TELLING WHAT TRICKS UP IT'S SLEEVE!"
Graxx turns to the guards
"Don't be alarmed folks I'm putting down my weapons and reaching into my bag."
Graxx will slowly set his Pike on the ground.
Graxx will reach into bag and retrieve his manacles.
"Now I want these back but take these and bind that bird!"
Graxx turns to Ekmong.
"That is... If you don't mind Tief... Ekmong."
"I am coming down. I am not going to resist." Neya lets her intention known as she descends the tree and steps into sunlight with her hands away from her body. "I suppose it's time we've started answering some questions..."
Extended Signature
Unless told by the guards to halt his progress closer, Doozey continued on closer to the gathering throng with his hands held high until within 10 to 15th of Ekmong. And though it might've been better show of surrender to further remove any armaments on his person, the stoutling thought it best to not bother for one, least things again grew heated once more. While he waited for the inevitable manhandling, the Doozey kept track as gbest he could of the guard, searching for any signs of undue nervousness or hostility that seemed less righteous or dutiful than just the surface. Any signs, really, that might suggest one or a few guards actually being potentially on the take...
Insight: 9.
When you realize you're doing too much: Signature.
Ekmong grows more confident with his ability to control the situation now that the fighting has mostly stopped. Another point that helps is the fact that all known perpetrators have gathered in one location, some of which are unconscious, while others are surrendering. He nods at Graxx as the man speaks ordering one of the soldiers to get the manacles and apply them to Senitir's wrists: "Apologies Senitir, but your behavior and stubbornness leaves me no other choice. I hope all comes to light and I can remove those from you soon." Still a bit dazed, the aarakocra fails to resist or respond. He must have hit his head on the way down.
The soldiers bring Aleyd, Litta, Moneus and Chaab around, and eventually also Caah and Yalek's body. Ekmong states: "Form a defensive circle around all our guests." He then looks at a specific soldier and adds: "But not you. You should get a few men and go look for the lordling. He can't be very far." Most of the soldiers form a circle around the party and, in the next minutes, even more soldiers arrive to fortify the formation. "We shall resolve our quarrel right here, while facts and memories are fresh, but first..." He turns to face the door, anticipating the arrival of the Black Fist Officer.
Cron looks furious: "Lord Valero has been murdered! His skull and brains are all over the walls, and the mace used in the act is lying next to him. Which one of you did this, Aleyd?!" Before the captain can answer, Ekmong regains control of the situation: "Lieutenant Cron Bolver. I appreciate your investigative instincts but, within the property of the House Brokengulf, the matter will be dealt by us. You are welcome to stay, of course, as I am beginning to suspect your invitation to visit us tonight was not a coincidence." This pique Cron's attention, and he orders his Black Fist subordinates to stand down for now.
@Doozey: At this point you have observed enough of the soldiers to realize that they are following Ekmong's command, no questions asked. Sure, some of them might be more loyal to Senitir, but the aarakocra is in no current state to give orders. As long as Ekmong doesn't tell them to attack, you think they will not take matters on their own hand for now. The Black Fist guards follow Cron and seem more nervous about the situation. However, there are far fewer of them around. Senitir himself is another matter completely. He seems virtually incapacitated for now, but should that change, there is no telling what he might attempt.
Finally, Ekmong turns to Utar and says: "You said one of you can detect lies somehow. Very well. Let the spell be cast and let none of you attempt to resist its effect. Senitir and I will also submit. We can then begin our conversation. You will also also follow this gentleman's lead and drop your weapons. No one shall leave the circle. Those are my conditions so that we are able to have a calm, civilized conversation where deceit has no place. Is there anything any of you would like to say before we start?"
Meteors still encircle Ekmong. "Once you drop your weapons I'll drop mine. You have my word."