Vor sways like a sapling in a gentle breeze but, unlike a sapling, he drools.  He doesn't have pleasant thoughts, supposing he does have any at the moment.

A1 Asaath Witchblade [28HP,AC16] Casts Magic Missile at 3rd level, launching 5 darts at Osso. damage: 15

H3 Scout [17HP] Fires at Osso and Krusk.  At Osso, Attack: 12 Damage: 9 vs AC16. At Krusk, Attack: 21 Damage: 7 vs AC16. 

A3 Asaath Blade [0HP,AC16,Unconscious] 

Osso [34HP,16AC,rage=>half damage] Attacks A1: Attack: 19 Damage: 15

Chikra [46HP,17AC, incapacitated]

H2 Spy [18HP] Fires a cross bow bolt at Hallanann.  Attack: 24 Damage: 6 vs AC 15

Lia [31HP,16AC] fires a cross bow bolt at A1 doing 11 damage

Hallanann [37HP,15AC]  A1 & A2 are hit with dragon's breath doing 8 damage

A2 Asaath Blade [25HP] Fires her short bow at Hallanann. Attack: 12 Damage: 8 vs AC 15

Vor [31HP,16AC, incapacitated]

Krusk [44HP,16AC]  Attacks A1 doing 10+13+12+7= 42 damage

H1 Priest [21HP] Casts Spiritual Weapon summoning a golden glowing club that moves over to Lia and strikes her.  Attack: 24 Damage: 13 vs AC 16

All of the Asaath have been knocked unconscious.  The slaves drop their weapons.  The Priest shouts "Mercy please! The Asaath would have killed us if we didn't fight.  Please forgive us."  She drops to her knees an lowers her head. "We have little knowledge of what lays inside this fortress.  Cohnal the spy has a wife, and Folmer the scout has a family.  Please just let us go."

The Asaatthi carry 40 gp, 600 sp, 6 Art Objects worth 25 gp each, a fangstooth scimitar +1 that deals an additional 1d4 necrotic damage on a hit is carried by the asaatthi witchblade. One of the asaatthi blades in the initial greeting party wears slippers of spider climbing while the other wears boots of elvenkind.

450XP + 100XP + 100XP = 650XP.  Lets call it 110 XP each.

(I assume Chikra and Vor snap out of it? )

Oh, I thought Hallannan fired a fire bolt at A2 (post #318)? Am, I doing that out of turn?

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Hallanann will fire a fire bolt at A2:

Attack: 20 Damage: 23 

 

Nevermind - lol - I just saw that it's a moot point. 

(Yes, the spell is broken, so everyone is back to normal.  Perhaps a bit battered, but that's normal right?)

(Lia would put in a request for the boots of spider climbing...)

As the enemy falls unconscious, Lia would wait another moment before releasing her darkness spell.  "Best get those who are unconscious tied up if they still live."  She comments as she moves towards the witchblade.  She glances to the priest and others who have knelt down in surrender.  "You did not appear to hesitate in your attacks." She informs them with a frown. She shakes her head though.  "If you do not raise your hand against us again, then I have no issues with you."  She moves on to the downed warriors and starts to tie any up that are still alive.

Krusk will try and tell if the Priest is telling the truth.

Insight: 23

He also doesn’t really care that much about the magic items, others can have them if they wish.

 Chikra, still annoyed about missing most of the fight, will begin tying people up.

Walking up to the Witchblade, Vor will slip his dagger up under the creatures chin and into its brain. "You'll not deceive another with the promise of hospitality again, you foul creature."  He looks to the others, "Do we wish the others to have a similar chance?"

Boots of elvenkind will do nicely.

Would Vor, as an assassin, be able to use a scimitar effectively? 

Krusk believes that the priest is indeed being truthful.  The spy and the ranger begin to slowly back away, leaving their weapons, and their hands in the air.

(Vor, Ascimitar is both finesse and light, so I you could use it.  However, I don't think you would be proficient with it.)

The main entrance to the fortress lies in front of you.  Looking around, the grounds seem to be rather unkept.  Apart from a wren high up on on the fortress wall, there doesn't appear to be anything more alive than sparce bits of grass and a prickly pear cactus.

"Well, what do you guys think?"  Lia asks, nodding to the fortress.  "Shall we go in and check it out, or do some of you need rest first?"  She runs a hand thorugh her lush white hair as she speaks, pushing it back behind her slightly-pointed ears.

"I rested that whole fight," Chikra says bitterly. "I am ready to move on." She turns to the priest. "Tell us what you do know of the interior, little though it may be."

"Would ye be trustin' what tha' creature 'as t' say," Vor asks Chikra of the priest.  "We'll need t' bring it along t' make sure it be tell us truly, at risk o' forfeitin' it's throat."  He brandishes his bloody dagger and then slowly, carefully wipes it clean on the priests collar, looking at it intently, "Ye ken the truth priest?"

Hallannan just gives the priest a stern look, listening to the conversation. "Vor is right, I think. We should let the priest lead the way. But, otherwise," looking over to Lia, "I think I'm ready to head inside. Let's hope we can find what we're looking for and put an end to all of this."

“I trust the priest. These Asaath seem to have captured and forced these folks to work for them. We should leave them, or help them if they are in need.” Krusk says. He looks around, saying “I’m not sure if there are any more of the Asaath. We should keep alert, just in case there’s more. As for me, I don’t need rest. We can go inside and check it out.”

Making sure all the Asaatthi are dead, Vor will look to the others, "I be sayin' lets get on with it.  The more time we spend up 'ere the more time what bes awaitin' us below has t' plot surprises; I no be hopeful that some hint at what transpired 'ere 'as no reach there."

He shakes his head and grimaces, "Do we nae 'ave anythin' t' keep mind screwin' magics from doin' t' us what was done by that ... thing," at this he points to the corpse of the Wichblade.  "I doesn't mind drollin', but only o'er good food."

Group Treasure so far: 40 gp, 600 sp, 6 Art Objects worth 25 gp each, a fangstooth scimitar +1, Slippers of Spider Climbing, and 4 Boots of Elvenkind - If I counted correctly on the Boots.

(Krivoi_Rog, that list of bounty looks good.)

The priest, still on his knees with his hands in the air, closes his eyes as the dagger comes near him.  "Forgive them Father, for they know what they do." he utters and then begins reciting a prayer.  As Vor wipes the thin blue Asaatthi blood on his collar the priest winces.  

 The Scout slips away out the gate, but the Spy is seen trying to leave the area.  Upon hearing Vor's request the Priest reply's "I will go with you, but please spare my friends.  If you can protect me, I will do what I can do help you rid us of these sinful Asatthi.  Honestly, I've never been inside, they kept us in the stables."  The Priest slowly gets off his knees and walks to the main door.  He pauses, crosses his heart, and the opens the grand doors to the fortress.  Inside you see a well about 70 feet to the north, infront of you, a ramp to a lower level to the north east, a stair case going up on the east wall.  To the west is stables with camels.  "Well so be it," the Priest says. "The camels had better accommodations than the lot of us slaves."

"Best way to keep magic from doing that is to make sure they are dead before they can cast."  Lia says with a grim look to the dead enemy on the ground. She nods to the priest.  "Sorry their, but it had to be done."  She glances to the ruins.  "Let us be about it then..." She pushes her white hair behind an ear again and makes sure her heavy crossbow is ready to go.  she then sits down and puts the boots of spider climbing onto her feet, making sure they are secured before standing and trying to walk in them a bit. with a nod of approval she stomps her feet a couple times to test the boots fit a bit.  "I am ready when the rest of you are." She says with another glance to the group once that is all done.  

"Should we ask about other visitors?" Chikra asks Lia quietly. "I don't know if I trust his word or not."