OOC
Make a Spot Check. Also if you want to sneak up make a Hide and Move Silently checks.

Gar, ever alert, was unused to the terrain.....he was a warrior, an dthough his instincts screamed to be on alert, every sight he saw movement with the breeze moving leaves, birds flying or animals moving. His senses overextended, he closed his eyes and focused on his own body, moving slowly and quietly as he could


Gar Irontooth rolled 5 using 1d20+2.  Spot checK

Gar Irontooth rolled 16 using 1d20+2.  Move silently check.
 Gar Irontooth rolled 12 using 1d20+1.  Hide check.

As Landor rounded the switchback, he braced himself as tightly against the mountain. He saw the two orcs on guard duty, but it was always wise to scan the area for other dangers. He hung back since the last time he tried to be stealthy didn’t work so well. He would let the others sneak up on the distracted guards.

18:45, Today: Landor Halbrek rolled 17 using 1d20+4.  Spot.

Following after Gar, the sorcerer had a difficult time seeing around the much larger individual as they approached, so he hoped that the others were able to spot anything that might be sneaking up on them. He would focus on being one with his allies shadow.

03:07, Today: Perrin Stryfelaughter rolled 4 using 1d20+1. Spot Check.
03:09, Today: Perrin Stryfelaughter rolled 24 using 1d20+8.  Move Silently Check.
03:10, Today: Perrin Stryfelaughter rolled 20 using 1d20+9.  Hide Check.

Thorin will make his way towards the orcs keeping his bow ready. He used the skills honed from many hunting trips in the woods. Unlike most dwarves he liked the outdoors rather than the musty halls of caves. He kept his visual up and as soon as he thought he had surprise and was in range he would sneak attack one of the orcs.


08:00, Today: Thorin Diamondgut rolled 16 using 1d20+3.  Spot (note +2 more vs Orcs).

08:00, Today: Thorin Diamondgut rolled 21 using 1d20+9.  Move Silently .

08:00, Today: Thorin Diamondgut rolled 27 using 1d20+9.  Hide.

It seems the orcs are unaware of the party, not even the cleric who stands off in the distance watching! They seem tranfix on talking, but they are a good distance away but anyone who has Orc hears 'Ulfe' often.

The samurai holds his hand up as he is moving and stares at the wall above the orcs. He glances at the group and then points at the wall.

The group is about fifty feet away but the orcs are up highter. They seem to be guarding a large door made of stone.

Thorin moves up so that he is within sneak attack range with his bow, he then lets fire an arrow at the Orc


03:26, Today: Thorin Diamondgut rolled 16 using 1d20+6.  Shoot bow at orc.

03:28, Today: Thorin Diamondgut rolled 9 using 2d6+2 with rolls of 3,4.  Short Bow Damage (first die arrow, second sneak).

03:40, Today: Thorin Diamondgut rolled 15 using 1d20+3.  Initiative.
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Pulling out his sling, Perrin loaded a stone into it and moved up after Thorin, and then he began to spin the sling. After picking a target, he released the stone so that it flew at same orc that Thorin aimed for.

03:36, Today: Perrin Stryfelaughter rolled 19 using 1d20+3. Initiative Roll.
03:36, Today: Perrin Stryfelaughter rolled 21 using 1d20+6.  Sling Attack vs. AC.
03:37, Today: Perrin Stryfelaughter rolled 2 using 1d3.  Sling Damage.

As the group launched their ambush, Landor will charge at the orcs. His armor weighed him down, so he wouldn’t be able to reach the orcs before they could react to him. Hopefully his companions could take them down before the orcs could sound an alarm.

08:12, Today: Landor Halbrek rolled 3 using 1d20+1.  Initiative .
Double move 40 feet closer. Still 10 feet away
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As landor launch into attack, Gar launch s into a run, roaring as he goes and swinging his axe with a great swing...the half orc clearly not subtle or timid. His attack method was forward, focused on hitting hard and fast, and though he was able to take hits, he cou,d deal them out too.


Gar Irontooth rolled 2 using 1d20+1.  Iniative.

Gar Irontooth rolled 20 using 1d20+7.  Attack - greataxe.
Gar Irontooth rolled 16 using 1d12+5.  Damage - greateaxe.

The orcs are taken off-guard as Tai moves swiftly. In a blur, one of the orcs are decapitated from his blade taking off its head. The other is hit by the arrow and is about to go down but the orc gets to him and hits him in the side, severing the unlucky orc! Tai looks over at what he saw and waits for a moment before taking the one he killed and putting it as well as its head behind a boulder.

"Well, this becomes more exhilarating with each passing moment. Though, I fear that my skills in combat are adding little to the table at the moment," commented Perrin as he began looking over the bodies of the dead.

The barbarian, mere steps behind the samurai, comes to a stop. He looks at the headless orc and grunts with a smile. "Looks better that way....but you coulda saved more fun for me." He snorts and moves the other orc behind the boulder.

He brushes his hands. "Try keep some fun for me swords."

Landor walks up and looks at the scene. He glances at the Kenku and the half-orc. “I believe that comes out to one kill a piece. You are both currently tied.”He turns to face Perrin. “It’s ok. I’m sure your time to shine will come soon enough.” He turns to face the entrance. “Shall we?”

"Maybe it will, or maybe it won't. Either way, we do seem to be getting quite lucky with the orcs that we come across, aren't we? Hope it continues as we press on." Like all of their other movements, Perrin waited for the more skilled fighters to take point before proceeding forward.

"They were lookouts, we should discover their main hold. There are no doubt more orcs to kill." Thorin says gruffly, seemingly annoyed that someone had finished off his orc.

He bent down a moment to look over the orcs to see what they have that might be of interest, unlikely as it is they might have a key or something else they need later.

Oddly, the raven grabs one of the arrows and points it up at something along the wall. Arrow slots. He puts the arrow away, shaking his head and watches the slots.

As the group ponders what to do, standing in front of them are two massive doors.

The doors are 8 feet wide and almost 10 feet tall. The arrow slots are high on the north and south walls commandering this area. Marble steps cracked with age and veined with green moss lead up to strong double-doors of carved stone.
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Landor looked at the doors then the arrow slits. “Well anybody know how to magically open doors? My guess is that it is barred on the other side. We need to figure out a way to get them to open the doors. Most likely when they see that the lookouts are gone, they will open the doors to have someone scout the area for them. The problem is that they will definitely have archers ready to shoot.”
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The samurai watches the arrow slots intently and goes against the side of the mountain, probably to avoid the arrows with them above. He motions for the others to go against the wall but then one of the arrow slots gets fired from, slamming into the dirt in front of the dwarf. Two more arrows are fired from different locations. All of them miss their marks, the other arrows going at the half-orc and human.

OOC
Initiative.
I gave the group a +2 to AC since they know of the slots. AC goes back to normal.

Landor looks back at the arrow slits with an annoyed look on his face. He turns to face them and holds up his shield. “I would advise you to stand down orcs if you value your lives.”

15:10, Today: Landor Halbrek rolled 10 using 1d20+1.  Initiative .

Gar, moving to the wall, snarls and narrows his eyes. With a gleam, he calls out in orcish.

He winks at the others, hoping the ploy will work, or at the least, buy them time. He looks at landor and whispers. "Hand me that bow and some arrows boy."

<OOC:  Gar Irontooth rolled 16 using 1d20+1 ((15))>
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Thorin will move up to the doors moving defensively and warily. He'll check to see if the door is locked.

OOC

Move up to the door (Move Action)
Fighting Defensively (Standard Action) +2 Dodge bonus to AC
Not sure if checking the door is a free action or not might have to wait til next round
06:58, Today: Thorin Diamondgut rolled 15 using 1d20+3.  Initiative.

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Moving closer to the wall, the sorcerer does his best to avoid getting in the line of sight of any of the archers that were peering through the slots.

00:36, Today: Perrin Stryfelaughter rolled 23 using 1d20+3. Initiative Roll.

Silence comes from the arrow slits. The dwarf gets to the doorway and doesn't spot anything odd. The half-orc already has a bow and so does the samurai, gathered up from the orcs.

OOC
Thorin make a search check if you want on your turn.
Also need spot checks from the group.

Thorin will search the door, while keeping himself as defensively as possible. He's looking for a way to open it.


09:36, Today: Thorin Diamondgut rolled 21 using 1d20+3.  Spot (note it's +5 vs Orcs).

08:55, Today: Thorin Diamondgut rolled 12 using 1d20+10.  Search Door.

Plus previous actions stated.

Landor will go into a defensive stance and grasp the amulet of Pelor around his neck. “Great Pelor I humbly ask that you provide sanctuary for my ally from this aggression.”The Dwarf started to give a light glow. It wasn’t blinding, but the orcs would second guess attacking the divine radiance. He then moved to shield the Dwarf from arrows coming at him from the right side, so he could find the way in. “I’ll try to buy you as much time as I can. Don’t attack them if you don’t have to otherwise Pelor’s blessing will disappear.” He said to the Dwarf.

Standard Action: cast Sanctuary on Dwarf DC 15 Will save for anyone attacking him, duration 1 min
Move action: Move over to the Dwarf to cast spell on him

12:04, Today: Landor Halbrek rolled 12 using 1d20+4.  Spot.
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Perrin hugged closely to the wall and did his best to protect himself from getting shot while the others figured out a way to get the orcs to either reveal themselves or back down.

Move: Get as close to the wall as possible, but not directly in front of an arrow slit.
Action: Full Defense (AC: 19)

13:21, Today: Perrin Stryfelaughter rolled 21 using 1d20+1. Spot Check.

The sorceror clings to a wall but realizes it puts him in line with the other wall so he darts behind a boulder for cover.

The orcs open fire! One arrow wizzes by the kenku who was hiding. One shot is fired at the half-orc hitting him. Another arrow wizzes out but misses the cleric and the last shot hits the dwarf.

Thorin: Take 6 Damage
Gar: Take 1 Damage

Gar fires a arrow at the orc who hit him! It hits the orc.

Thorin starts to check the door.

Tai fires a arrow, hitting his mark as it soars through one of the arrow slots.

Landor moves over to Thorin and casts a spell.

OOC
Group is up.
No need to make Spot checks.
I posted for Gar.

Perrin
*Hiding with Tai, 20'
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Orcs
1 Orc attacks Thorin
1 Orc attacks Gar
1 Orc attacks Landor
1 Orc attacks Tai
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Gar
*20'
Thorin
*Near door
*Has Sanctuary on him
Tai
*Hiding with Perrin, 20'
Landor
*Near door

Gar, seeing the minor injury the arrow inflicted, a mere scratch on his leg, looked at it with wide eyes. He looked at the area it came from, blinded by anger, and roared. Speaking in orcish, he yelled. "YOU WILL REGRET THAT? I WILL TEAR YOUR SPINE OUT AND DRINK FROM YOUR SKULL!"

He fired the bow, still blind in his fury, missed



Gar Irontooth rolled 10 using 1d20+4 ((6)).

The cleric held his shield high and prepared for any attacks. He did not have a ranged weapon or a spell that could reach through the arrow slits. “How’s progress going Thorin?”

Standard action: Full defense (AC 25)

Thorin will continue to search the door this round, hoping to find a way to open it. If the door has a normal lock he'll attempt to pick it, otherwise he'll look to see if there is an alternative way to open door.

23:51, Today: Thorin Diamondgut rolled 27 using 1d20+10.  Open Lock.

23:51, Today: Thorin Diamondgut rolled 28 using 1d20+10.  or Search.

Seeing that they were at a disadvantage at the moment, Perrin figured the best method was going to be to draw attention away from their ally that was working on getting the door open, so the sorcerer conjured up another bit of acid and flung it at one of the slots that he had seen an orc in. He didn't have high hopes of actually inflicting damage, but acid coming anywhere close to one's face seemed like a good distraction.

08:43, Today: Perrin Stryfelaughter rolled 18 using 1d20+4. Ranged Touch Attack vs. AC of Orc.
08:43, Today: Perrin Stryfelaughter rolled 3 using 1d3.  Acid Splash Damage.

The sorceror's spell hits its mark and it howls!.

Three of the orcs open fire! They fire at Gar, Lan and Perrin but only one hits-the sorceror.
Perrin take 5 damage

Gar fires but misses.

Landor gets all defensive.

Thorin works on getting the group in and fiddles with it. Something is moved but only Thorin knows!

Tai fires again, hitting his mark.

OOC
Group is up.

Perrin
*Hiding with Tai, 20'
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Orcs (3)
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Gar
*20'
Thorin
*Near door
*Has Sanctuary on him
Tai
*Hiding with Perrin, 20'
Landor
*Near door

"Okay. That smarts a bit. Perhaps we can do something about that door before we become pincushions," he shouted as he pulled out his sling and launched a stone from his sling at the same orc.

06:32, Today: Perrin Stryfelaughter rolled 24 using 1d20+6. Sling Attack vs. AC of Orc.
06:33, Today: Perrin Stryfelaughter rolled 3 using 1d3. Sling Attack vs. AC of Orc.

The cleric continued to stay on the defensive. He couldn’t risk his concentration on the spell protecting Thorin to fail. “Found anything with the door yet?”

Standard action: Full defense

Thorin will put his picks away and attempt to open the door.

12:52, Today: Thorin Diamondgut rolled 23 using 1d20+3.  Strength Check.

Standard Action: Still Fighting Defensively (+2 Dodge to AC)
Move Action: Open Door

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The sorceror's sling hits his mark.

Again three of the orcs open fire! They fire at Gar, Tai and Perrin but they miss!

Gar fires but misses.

Landor remains defensive.

Thorin is able to push the door open!

Tai fires again, hitting his mark.

OOC
Group is up.

Perrin
*Hiding with Tai, 20'
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Orcs (3)
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Gar
*20'
Thorin
*Near door
*Has Sanctuary on him
Tai
*Hiding with Perrin, 20'
Landor
*Near door

As an arrow flew by his head, Perrin was beginning to think that his current position wasn't the safest place, but he was too afraid to run. Instead, he loaded another stone and fired at the same orc through the slit.23:33, Today: Perrin Stryfelaughter rolled 17 using 1d20+6. Sling Attack vs. AC of Orc.
23:33, Today: Perrin Stryfelaughter rolled 1 using 1d3. Sling Damage.

Thorin calls to his fellows "We're in boys, come on!"

He then moves inside drawing his shortsword while moving.

OOC:

Move Action: Move into room and look around, draw sword while moving. Will move in 10' unless an enemy is obvious then will move if possible to enemy.

Standard Action: Depends what I see :), if nothing immediately apparently will continue to fight defensively. If sees enemy and can get to them will attack them with short sword.
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With an evil grin, gar, dropping the longbow and grabbing his axe, the half orc runs at the doorway with a grin of anticipation, ready to face what is through the door.

<OOC: as per his style, Gar with run in with a grunt and attack what he can see....preferably run them over as he goes..>

“Alright! Let’s do this.”He ran inside shield and mace at the ready. He would attack any foe within his reach.

Move action: move 10 feet in beside Thorin
Standard action: attack anyone within reach or Full defense if not.

The sorceror's sling hits the orc again but it remains standing.

Again three of the orcs open fire! They fire at Gar, Tai and Perrin but one hits. The sorceror!
Perrin: Take 5 Damage

Gar runs for the door and gets inside as well as Landor and Thorin.

Tai fires again, hitting his mark.

Inside the room, they are about 10' and it goes down into nothing. A rope bridge is visible and on the other side two more orcs with bows are waiting but they do not fire. Yet.

OOC
Group is up.
Rope bridge is about 40'.
Its a long long drop!

Perrin
*Hiding with Tai, 20'
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Orcs (3)
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Gar
Thorin
*Has Sanctuary on him
Tai
*Hiding with Perrin, 20'
Landor

Landor sees the enemy orcs across the bridge. He holds his mace high and swings at the far away enemy. A shining image of a mace flies at the orc on the right and misses it. To the orc’s surprise, the spectral mace sticks around and continues to attack it.

Standard action: Cast spiritual weapon and attack with it.
15:17, Today: Landor Halbrek rolled 8 using 1d20+6.  Spiritual weapon attack.

Tucking back into his hiding place, Perrin doesn't feel like getting shot again.

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Action: Full Defense (AC: 19)

Gar, seeing the orc archers, takes another arrow, draws and shoots, his arrow going wide by a lot. The barbarian, infuriated, throws the bow to the ground and roars in anger

<OOC: Gar Irontooth rolled 7 using 1d20+4

Damn...he's a bad shot!
>

Thorin considered a few actions. Running across the bridge but it looked to rickety for such an endeavor and it might get him flanked by the orcs on the other side. He considered then carefully making his way across with the sanctuary spell but the orcs might cut the bridge ropes. So he settles on firing his bow at the closest one he can see.


06:48, Today: Thorin Diamondgut rolled 9 using 1d20+6.  Shoot bow at orc. Seems Thorin followed your example in archery....

The sorceror hides.

The three orcs open fire from within! Two shots fire upon Tai and one on Perrin! One barely hits the samurai.

Gar and Thorin fires at the orcs on the other side of the bridge but miss.

Landor casts a spell but it misses the orcs on the side of the bridge.

Tai fires at the ones outside! It hits and one of the orcs falls with its head between one of the arrow slots.

The orcs look confused by the spiritual weapon but then fire at Thorin and Gar! Both miss! They hunker down behind pillars.

OOC
Group is up.
Rope bridge is about 40'.
Its a long long drop!

Perrin
*Hiding with Tai, 20'
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Orcs (2)
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Gar
Thorin
Tai
*Hiding with Perrin, 20'
Landor
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Orcs (2) Bridge
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Peeking out from where he was hiding, Perrin creates a magical dart and fires it at the orc that he was exchanging projectiles with, or another one that he can see should that one be dead already.

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Cast: Magic Missile at the Orc in the slot.

21:15, Today: Perrin Stryfelaughter rolled 3 using 1d4+1.  Magic Missile Damage.
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Thorin fires his bow again and the dwarf growls it seems as he watches yet another arrow fly off target not by inches but by yards.

01:00, Today: Thorin Diamondgut rolled 8 using 1d20+6.  Shoot bow at orc.

The spiritual mace followed the orc behind the pillar and struck it right between the eyes. Landor thought about walking carefully across the bridge holding onto both ropes as he goes for stability, but then realizes he would probably just fall and die.“Some days it sucks wearing all this armor.”

20:38, Today: Landor Halbrek rolled 8 using 1d8+1.  Spiritual weapon damage.
20:37, Today: Landor Halbrek rolled 24 using 1d20+6.  Spiritual weapon attack.
Standard Action: Full defense
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Gar looks at Landor. "Keep them busy!"

The half orc picks up the bow, and decides to try one last time with the bow. Hisstubborness pays off, hitting one of them with a minor hit

<OOC:  Gar Irontooth rolled 24 using 1d20+4.  attack - longbow.
Gar Irontooth rolled 12 using 1d20+4.  Critical roll.
Gar Irontooth rolled 2 using 1d8. Damage>

The sorceror casts his spell and hits his mark.

The two orcs open fire from within! One shots fire upon Tai and one on Perrin! They miss!

Gar fires and hits one of the orcs near the bridge.

Landor's spiritual weapon swings and hits one of them, and it falls into the pit!

Tai fires at the ones outside and misses.

Thorin fires at the orc by the bridge and misses!

The orc fires at Gar but misses!

OOC
Group is up.
Rope bridge is about 40'.
Its a long long drop!

Perrin
*Hiding with Tai, 20'
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Orcs (2)
-----------------------------
Gar
Thorin
Tai
*Hiding with Perrin, 20'
Landor
-----------------------------
Orc Bridge
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Loading his sling, Perrin fired at the same orc while waiting for the all clear from those inside the door.

04:12, Today: Perrin Stryfelaughter rolled 19 using 1d20+6. Sling Attack vs. AC of Orc.
04:12, Today: Perrin Stryfelaughter rolled 3 using 1d3.  Sling Damage.

Landor still hunkers down behind his shield. Once the first orc drops into the pit, he motions with his mace to the other orc. The magical mace swings at the other orc.

12:50, Today: Landor Halbrek rolled 2 using 1d8+1.  Spiritual weapon damage if it hit.
12:49, Today: Landor Halbrek rolled 12 using 1d20+6.  Spiritual Weapon attack.

Standard action: Full defense
Move action: designate new target for spell

It becomes quickly apparent that Thorin does not excel at archery.

08:46, Today: Thorin Diamondgut rolled 13 using 1d20+6.  Shoot bow at orc.

Gar, finally getting used to the bow (Though not liking it), took aim with another arrow, muttering under his breath. "Damn hit the swine!" He fired, seeing it soar, and hit the orc solidly. Gar allowed a smile....even though he wasn't one for ranged weapons, he was doing ok.


Gar Irontooth rolled 21 using 1d20+4.  attack - Longbow.
Gar Irontooth rolled 4 using 1d8.  Damage - Longbow.

Perrin throws the stone and hits his mark.

The orcs do not fire in return. After a few seconds they emerge within the fort and fire at the ones inside but miss! A secret door is shifted before they enter as they fire with their bows!

Gar fires and hits his mark. He stumbles and falls into the crevesse!

The cleric is defensive and doesn't move his spiritual weapon.

Tai goes inside and fires! He kills one of the orcs!

Thorin turns and fires but misses.

OOC
One orc left inside!

Group is up.
Rope bridge is about 40'.
Its a long long drop!

Perrin (Outside)
-----------------------------
Orcs (1)
-----------------------------
Gar
Thorin
Tai
Landor
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Landor turns to where the orc from the arrow slit emerged from and heads in its direction. Meanwhile, the power of his prayer reaches it limit and fizzles. Since there was a secret passage, perhaps there were more, so they wouldn’t have to cross the bridge. When he reaches where the orc is he swings wide as his shield gets in the way.

Spell reaches duration.
Move action: move towards remaining orc
Standard action: attack
12:02, Today: Landor Halbrek rolled 8 using 1d20+6.  Mace Attack.
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Gar, seeing te orc emerge on his side of the bridge grins with glee, dropping the bow and grabbing his great axe, runs in swinging with a roar, swiping at the orcs midsection.


Gar Irontooth rolled 24 using 1d20+9.  Attack - Greataxe (charge)
Gar Irontooth rolled 13 using 1d12+5. Damage - Greataxe

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When no more arrows were shot in their direction, Perrin turned to Tai and let out a sigh. "Guess we should get in there and help out, huh?" Shaking his head for a moment, the gnome ran towards the doorway while reloading his sling, but when he went to release it his aim was the best given the new angle that he had positioned himself at.

00:49, Today: Perrin Stryfelaughter rolled 10 using 1d20+6. Sling Attack vs. AC of Orc.

Thorin sees his fellows move against the orc coming out of the place and he decides given his marksmanship so far this day that shooting into the melee would produce bad results.

He moves to engage switching his bow for his shortsword, he'll move if possible to flank with another of the characters before striking, but if that's not possible he'll just attack him normally. Finding himself able to flank his opponent he is able to sink his short sword into the Orcs back.

01:58, Today: Thorin Diamondgut rolled 12 using 1d20+6 ((6)). +2 flank, 14

04:23, Today: Thorin Diamondgut rolled 10 using 1d6+1d6+3 with rolls of 6,1.  sword, sneak.

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The orc is torn in literally half as the barbarian rips into him! His entire body is severed down the middle and collapses, one half to the ground and the other down the deep crevasse!

Tai tilts his head, lowering his bow. He whistles and points towards the now open secret door.

Thorin moves to the secret door to have a look to see if anymore orcs are just inside the door.

"So we are going into the secret tunnel, yes? Call out there numbers if you see any," suggested Perrin as he pulled out a small vial and drank from it. He really didn't like getting within such close firing range, but it seemed unavoidable at this point.

05:14, Today: Perrin Stryfelaughter rolled 8 using 1d8+1. Potion of Cure Light Wounds.

Landor moved up to behind Thorin and waited for his report. He whispered just in case there were more enemies. “Is that all of them? I would prefer we take this passage instead of the bridge.”

Gar, snorting at the half of the orc, looked at the others with a smile. "Damn that felt good.....its been a while." Seeing the dwarf heading for the tunnel, he put a hand on his shoulder. "Let be take lead....they see this axe and they'll think twice."

In truth that was part of it....the other is he wanted payback on every orc he saw, and his axe would do the talking

Thorin takes a step back and looks at the design of the structure. He whispers to his fellows "This might not be the only one into it, stay here."

He'll then move to the approximate right side wall and look for a secret door.

21:13, Today: Thorin Diamondgut rolled 14 using 1d20+10.  Search for another Secret Door.

"Do you think we should risk a torch of some kind so we don't miss anything," asked Perrin as they waited to see if Thorin found a second door.

"I can see in the dark lad but if you need a torch be sure to use it. I can't seem to find a secret door on this side, I suppose the one they opened is the only one." Thorin tells the others. "What order shall we enter it lads?"

"I'd prefer being second or third in our walking order, so that I'm not the first to engage but also not the one that has to worry about getting snuck up on should they come from behind." If the orcs were luring them into a trap, then a slender corridor would be the perfect way to surround them. "Not saying that I won't pull my weight. I'm just not the best in close quarters."

Gar smiles at Perrin. "I'll go first....i'd rather have a clear shot at enemies....would hate to run someone over."

The orc steps in, his axe close to him as he slowly walks up, keeping an eye out for movement or anything strange, and an ear out for sounds

"I'll take up the rear then lads, lead on." Thorin says, his sword ready.

Whistling, the samurai motions for him to be up front but allows the half-orc first. He tilts his head as the group goes down a hallway that is covered in dark mud. It slopes down and after a few steps opens up.

Light from the outside slants into the room from the archer holes. Its a small room and contiues northwards with small slants here and there to look out. Three dead orcs line the floors, with arrows through their heads and chests probaby from the group. Blood is scattered around.

Thorin will look over the bodies, perhaps they had a set of keys or other items that the group might need. Once he finishes with the bodies he'll search the room.

04:06, Today: Thorin Diamondgut rolled 28 using 1d20+10.  Search Room.

04:06, Today: Thorin Diamondgut rolled 28 using 1d20+10.  Search Orc Bodies.

"So anyone keeping track of how many orcs we have eliminated? I'm just asking so that we can give an accurate account for when we re-tell this tale later," commented Perrin as he waited for Thorin to finish looking over the dead.

Landor took the center of the marching line. That way he can lend support to the front and rear if need be. Landor shrugs at the halfling’s question. “By my count nine including the one at the farm.”

The kenku shakes his head at what the sorceror stated and sits down, waiting on the others.

Gar, at the lead, looks on as the dwarf searches the room and bodies. He was never one for patience, but his time with the human family had curbed his rash nature a little.

...still, the children.

Gar smiled at the thought of them, then he tightened his grip on his axe, feeling the anger well up at the sight of the dead orcs, the ones who stole them away

He looked at Thorin. "If ye can, can you make it quick....we still have people to save and the longer we tarry, the more time the orc's have to 'play'" His last word he said with a frown

"Looks just like weapons, no coins or gems or anything." Thorin says stacking what he found. "We can pick them up on the way out we might can get some coin for them, or if any of you need another blade."

You find three longswords, three studded leather armor and three longbows w/20 arrows total.

Landor picks up a set of bow and arrows. “I’ll grab some of these just in case we get into another situation like outside or the bridge.”

Gar, having dropped the bow earlier, rolled his eyes and grabbed a longbow and some arrows. "Don't like these things but if needed I will use it" He snorts, then continues along the way

"Makes sense. They are raiders, so they wouldn't really need to keep coin on their person." Perrin pondered whether there would be some central holding place for things stolen, but he didn't voice it aloud since they were focused on trying to save this family that had helped Gar.

"Let's explore some more, there might be more orcs here." Thorin suggests.

He motions in front of Thorin. “After you my good Dwarf. You seem the most knowledgeable about caves and scouting.”

Whistling, the kenku tilts his head and stands up. He leaves the bodies where they are, bow on his back and sword at his side. The man looks to the north and back to where they entered..

Gar, a little frustrated by the indecision if the group, couldn't help but scowl. He looked at the group and made a decision. "It warrants that any prisoners would not have come through here, they would have come through the bridge. But, we backtrack and we could leave enemies at our back. My objective is the prisoners.....I say we go back and take the bridge."

"We shouldn't split up, we can go over the bridge first, but it's possible if they are more of them here they could seal up what we've done so far. They could also cut off our return with the prisoners, I believe it would be wiser to go north first, finish this structure then move over the bridge." Thorin states his case.

Landor taps his armor. “You got enough time for me to take all my armor off, cross the bridge, and then put it all back on? Because there is no way that I can cross that shoddy bridge in all this without falling off. I understand that you want to rescue them as fast as possible, but continuing forward may give us a passage around the bridge and avoid it all together. Plus think about it this way. Would you try to drag another person whether unconscious or awake across that bridge or would you use a less dangerous route? The bridge itself may just be a trap because it is the only obvious way across. If we didn’t find this passage, we would be going across right now.”

The kenku is officially aggrivated. He looks at them, eyes narrowed and turns back towards the bridge as its obvious no one picking which way to go. He whistles and starts to cross the bridge.

Gar, smiling at tai and his decision, follows the samurai. "I'm with ya blades....less talk, more action." Putting his axe on his shoulders he followed the samurai

Landor shrugs and follows the orc. “I go where the muscle goes.”

Thorin decides to check the north anyway as the others started to head to the bridge. "Just a moment lads."

00:07, Today: Thorin Diamondgut rolled 15 using 1d20+10.  Search Deadend to North.

Glancing back and forth between both parts of the party going in different directions, Perrin decides to just err on the side of caution and follow after Landor. "I don't think we have a moment to spare."

Finding nothing along the wall Thorin heads after the others "Well I can't find nothin, so I'll be right with you, crossing that bridge is going to be a challenge though. Any ideas how we do it safely?"

Gar, standing at the start of the bridge, shrugs. "Same as any other bridge i guess....one foot in front of the other and don't fall off." The barbarian grins, putting his axe over his shoulders.

"...at least it will be a lot easier without arrows flying at us."

Landor will cross the bridge after Gar is safely across. “Well at least we’re moving onward to our goal. I wonder what other surprises await us.”

"Probably some traps, orcs and hopefully what we seek," commented Perrin as he waited for his turn to cross the bridge.

The giant orc looked back to perrin with a smile. "I will not leave until we find them and any orcs in my way will dread the sight of me."

"We should probably cross one at a time." Thorin says "That would lesson the weight on the bridge."

Between helping out and making it over, the group now stands before a set of double doors which are shut. Tai whistles and kneels down, looking at the doors for a moment then goes to push them open.

Gar looking up at the doors, whistles at tbe doors as well. Placing his axe beside one of the doors, he moves to help tai push them open

Not being the most beefy of individuals, Perrin stands back and readies his sling should something hostile be waiting on the other side of the door.

Landor readies his shield and mace. He moves to stand beside Perrin to protect him should  something bust through. “Ready charge if something comes through.”

This chamber is a natural cave with carefully smoothed walls and floor. Wet stone gleams down and you can discern at least four exits leading off into the darkness (one being where you came from). Red coals glow in the darkness of the far right hand passegeway and a crude wooden cage bars the closer right hand passageway. The room is littered with orcish furs, loot and rubbish.

To the south there are a row of tough-hewn sappling trunks that from a crude but servicable cage across the mouth of this small cave. A door locked within a iron padlock secures the room. Inside you make out four filthy prisoners dress in tattered rags, crowding close to the door. Two of them are woman one of which is not moving. A young girl stares at her, crying. The man looks over."Thanks Yondalla! We're saved!"

Gar, grabbing his axe after opening the door, followed the others over the threshold of the door, guarding their back. When he turned and saw the captives, he had a moment of rage wash over him,. seeing the man, the unconscious woman, the girl.

...the girl.

Gar let out a audible sigh as his features transformed from one of anger to pure relief and focus. Without thought, he jogged over to the bars, smiling a toothy smile. He nodded to the man. "Quiet....how many are there?" Before hearing the answer, he knelt to the level of the girl and smiled. "I told you i would keep you safe child."

He looked at the woman, then his friends. "Can you heal the woman?" He stood, clearly not worried about the bars.

The way he held his axe, it looked like he would tear the cage apart.

"It isn't a skill that I possess, and I already used my only potion for such things. Landor, anything that you can do?" The halfling took in the scene that they had stumbled in on, and aside from pondering whether he could melt the lock with some acid he turned his focus on keeping watch over the four points of entry into this room for signs of any orcs that might be lurking around. "Don't suppose one of them could quickly tell us where their captors are?"

Thorin will move over and take a look at the woman. He was not well trained in the healing arts but figured he might could do some good just by seeing what might be wrong with her.

He decides to check the door which is locked, he then pulls out his thieves picks. He'll look over the woman if he succeeds in opening the door.



13:56, Today: Thorin Diamondgut rolled 13 using 1d20+10 ((3)).
13:18, Today: Thorin Diamondgut rolled 19 using 1d20+1 ((18)).
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The lock is removed and the dwarf enters the small area going over to the woman. One of them, a man goes to shake the dwarf's hand before he tends to the woman."They brought her in. Not sure what they did. Is she...."

The other man watches in shock.

The girl starts to cry, hovering over her. She looks at Thorin, eyes narrowed and grabs a rock as if to protect her.

Landor walks into the cell. He holds his hands up in surrender to the little girl. “I am here to help. I wish to use the light of Pelor to heal her. Will you allow me?”He presents his amulet of Pelor as proof. He will go to the woman and heal her if allowed.

Use Touch of healing feat to heal her 6 hp per use until she is at half health.
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The rock is thrown at the cleric as he gets too close for comfort. Apparently she doesn't care or perhaps even knows who Pelor is. It misses him and the girl grabs another one, throwing it again but misses."Get away!" She yells. But when she spots Gar, she hesitates.

The cleric attempts to heal the woman but she doesn't move.

Gar, stepping into the cell, smiles at the girl. "Let him help....he helped me when I was injured and he came to help me."

He knelt down beside the child, looking at the rock. "You have the spirit of a warrior girl....I always knew that. You have done well in protecting your mother. Let us help now too."

As Landor checks the woman over, he frown deeply. He lays her on her back and closes her eyes. The cleric looks at Gar and shakes his head. He reverently prays over the body of the woman. “Oh great Pelor, a light has been extinguished before its time. I ask that you guide her on her next journey. Let her soul be the light that shines down upon her family for years to come. Let her warmth comfort the faces of her loved ones as they walk in the light.”He pulls out a blanket from his pack and covers the body.

He grabs Gar’s arm with a knowing look. “Keep it together. There will be time for vengeance and it will be had. But right now they need you.”

Gar, not fully comprehending the priests meaning for a moment, his eyes clear as he realizes what he was saying. He holds his hands out to the girl, inviting her into a hug, but he looked at his friends, a grim look on his face.

"I am torn, my new friends. My wisdom says the girl needs to be taken to saftey, but my heart burns to hunt them all down and destroy them."

It is clear he is at a turmoil...his warrior instinct to protect is all that's holding him back from tearing the place apart....though it's barely controlled.

Thorin shakes the hand of the man "Let me have a look."

Does his Heal check reveal anything?

"We should get them out of here. If we engage anymore orcs, our focus will be split between killing the orcs and trying to keep them alive. Better to just go while we have the window to do so," commented Perrin. If necessary, they could come back to finish the job should it be deemed absolutely necessary.

"We can get her back to the town. Stop these orcs please! We beg of you. We can take care of her and her mother." The man gently puts a hand upon the girls shoulders. She looks at the half-orc, her eyes full of anger and hate as well as sadness. The girl doesn't go to him but she nods her head.

“He’s right. We should stop them so they can’t hurt anyone else ever again.Lets lead them to the bridge and make sure they make it out then go after the orcs.”Landor readies his mace with a determined look.

The orc looks at the girl, his feelings mirroring her gaze. He manages a weak smile, then looks at the man. "You guard her with your life, and bring the woman back to their farm. Their family showed me kindness when others saw a monster. Keep her safe."

He kneels, looking at the girl. "Those who hurt you, who hurt your mother, will pay. They will pay with blood....pay with their lives. I will visits pain and death on each of them and when I return, I will mourn with you child." Gar's words were full of hatred and anger, aimed at the beasts who did this.

He takes off his curved dagger off his belt, sheath and all, and holds it out for the girl. "I will return for this."

"So which direction should we head then? I'd rather not randomly choose which tunnel to take, so if you can tell us where the orcs went that would be helpful," Perrin said to the man who was taking charge of getting the girl to safety.

The girl keeps crying and she speaks up."That won't bring her back. I don't care what happens to them. I want my momma." Her plea is heard and she takes the dagger as the three start to head out. They find some furs for warmth.

One of them speaks."We will backtrack, see if we find weapons. She'll be safe. I'm not taking her back to her house. Planning on going back to the village. Safer."

Tai watches the half-orc and girl. He tilts his head, pondering this and then he bows his head to her out of respect.

OOC
You can backtrack but you can go north or east. West brings you to the bridge.

Landor speaks to the people as they leave. “There is a secret passage near the exit where some dead orcs are. Take their weapons on your way out.”

Gar watches the tearful girl with real emotion on his face. We was worried for the girl...she had just let her mother, but the half orc never lost someone close to him. The closest had been many years ago, when he was young, and since then he had seen many hardships that had hardened him. The loss of the girl who he came to befriend was the closest to loss he felt, and he felt anger and hatred....the girl was feeling something different.

 As he watched her leave, he spoke more to himself that anyone else, barely heard."I'm sorry, dear girl."

He bowed his head, closing his eyes as the girl and her guardians left. For minutes he sat kneeling, his eyes closed. Then the barbarian started trembling.


He opened his eyes, a cold, steely gaze of anger as he looked up and screamed.

"RRAAAARRRRRRRRGGGGGG"

He brought his clenched fists down on the cave floor with a heavy slam.

Breathing heavy, he stood up, bending to grab his axe and looked at the others.

".....lets go."

The samurai has his sword drawn and aimed at the barbarian. His eyes narrow, watching the brute rip at the cave floor. He whistles and hoots, eyes upon Gar. But he doesn't strike. The weapon is then sheathed and he walks up to him, tilting his head. He goes to place a hand upon Gar's chest as if to calm him. He then looks to the north and the east after removing his hand. Odd kenku. Perhaps he wants to 'tame' him?

Whistling again as if to try and calm him, his eyes dart back to Thorin and he nods. He waits for the others to decide and sits down indian style upon the floor with closed eyes.

The barbarian breathes in and out deeply, a half smile on his face. "You have no need to fear me....I will not strike you my friend, any of you." He looks back to the empty space where the group left, chastising himself for the outburst....she would have heard the yell.

He grimaced more at himself and his lack of judgement than the suituation. He looked at tai. He nodded in thanks and spoke. "Either north or east. Unless we find evidence that they took one, one way is as good as another." He looked at thorin, hoping the dwarf could find some evidence of a direction.

Landor looked to Thorin. “Which way has the freshest tracks?”

"There isn't anymore we can do here, let us take the fight to the orcs. Which way shall we go?" Thorin says. He then takes a few moments to look around for some orc tracks

00:06, Today: Thorin Diamondgut rolled 24 using 1d20+7 ((17)).
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Taking in a breath, Perrin glanced at both options and just shrugged. "Let's just go north. We are bound to find something sooner or later."

"There is more traffic going north than to the east, looks humanish though rather than orcish." Thorin tells his friends. "So North we'll go."

Gar, trusting the eyes of the dwarf, takes the lead, a grim look on his face as he leads with axe in hand and moving quietly as he can

Landor will fall into the prior marching order. “Sounds good to me. We should keep an eye out for traps and ambushes. With Gar’s shouting, they may already know we’re here. No offense.”

"We should also keep someone who can take a hit in the back. Just in case the other path loops around to connect with this one. We wouldn't want someone like me to be the first line of defense to an ambush," commented Perrin as trotted off after the others down the northern path.

Haphazard stacks of crates, barrels, sacks and bundles litter this long, narrow cavern. The orcs appeared to have some success in their raids of the smaller setterlements and mountain roads in the area. To the north, two finished stone passageways lead east and west, to the south an old well is full of murky water. There is a small passageway leading to the northeast but it looks blocked off.

Landor uses a light spell on a pebble and drops it into the well and looks to see how far down it goes and if there was anything that might have fallen into it by accident. After the pebble goes out of sight, he turns to the tracker of the group. “Which way now Thorin?”

Thorin takes a moment to look at the tracks in the hopes of telling where the orcs went from here.

02:47, Today: Thorin Diamondgut rolled 17 using 1d20+7.  Tracking Orcs.

"While he looks for factual information for us to follow, perhaps we should look in some of these crates and things for anything useful," commented Perrin as he walked over to one to see if he could get an idea of what might be inside. In particular, he was looking for weapons that might be usable by someone of his size.

Thorin tells the others "Most of the tracks lead north, a few go southeast and a few go southwest."

“Should we go southeast or southwest first to strike them when their numbers are less?”He helped Perrin look through the crates.

The samurai doesn't seem to find much but uses some of the food for rations. He looks at the group and to the north and south. Tai sits down near the northern area waiting for a decision to be made.

The barbarian, silent after his outburst earlier, looked on at the others. "It will not matter to the north and the main group, or south east....once they know we are here, they will come in strength. I think the south east could be storage or a bunk house. My opinion is go north, we rout the main force. when we are done and come back, we search the south east. If they run, they show what cowards they are."

He started looking through the crates as he spoke, looking for something useful, gathering some foodstuff for the trek.

He then looked to the north east, and began moving the crates to see what is back to the north east

<OOC: Gar Irontooth rolled 21 using 1d20+1.  search crates.>
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"Well there is some wisdom in attacking the enemy where he is weakest. Perhaps we should go to one of the weaker paths first and eliminate those." Thorin adds his thoughts to the group.

"I think we can all admit there is validity to both courses of action, but since we don't know where any of these tunnels leave we should probably go after the larger group just in case they are heading toward an exit. We wouldn't want the main force to escape while we are taking out one or two orcs," commented Perrin as he performed an in depth search of the crate for useful things that weren't basic supplies.

01:24, Today: Perrin Stryfelaughter rolled 21 using 1d20+1. Search Check.

Aggrivated, the samurai whistles and stands up. He looks at each of them and slams his foot down. The kenku points either to the north or south and waits. Upon seeing that no one has made a choice, he lowers his head and shakes it before going to help the half-orc.

The half-orc after some time finds some pallets blocking a iron locked gate.

The sorceror finds nothing besides odds and ends. Food items, blankets, ect. Stuff you may find in any home.

The half orc smiles at the find, nodding to tai. "...and why would they hide a door like this?"

He looked at the dwarf. "Can you open it?"

Landor shakes his head and shrugs. “North it is then. Might I ask if you actually know what’s behind that door? While there could be treasure, there is an equal chance that something dangerous is behind it. Why not exterminate the orcs before opening another passage to our backs? We have three such pathways to be flanked from already. I think we should open it, but let’s eliminate the other variables first before adding onto them.”

Thorin moves to the revealed door and will take a few moments to be sure it's not trapped. He'll then proceed to open the lock.





02:31, Today: Thorin Diamondgut rolled 17 using 1d20+10.  Trapfinding.

02:32, Today: Thorin Diamondgut rolled 12 using 1d20+9.  Disable Device.

02:32, Today: Thorin Diamondgut rolled 25 using 1d20+10.  Open Locks.

Perrin waits to see what lies beyond the gate.

Gar, leaning against the wall to the side of the door, looks to be resting, but his eyes and ears are sharp for any movement or sound that is out of the ordinary. As thorin unlocks the door, he holds his hand up, stopping him moving, with a crinkle in his orcish brow.

he thought he heard something

<OOC: Gar Irontooth rolled 22 using 1d20+2.  listen check.>

"Some kind of flying critter, got a long narrow beak like think and leathery wings. If I open the door they might rush here, anyone got a rope?" Thorin asks.

Landor slams his palm into his forehead. “Now that we know something is in there, let’s just keep the door closed and lock it. No point in fighting something that could alert the horde of orcs down here. We still have the element of surprise. Let’s go to the south tunnels and take out the smaller groups first. It makes the most tactical sense. Just surprise attack and overwhelm before they can raise an alarm.”

"Yes, let's do something other than deal with locked up birds," commented Perrin as he walked over to the southwest tunnel and waited for the others to proceed.

The group finds behind a loose stonework 180 gold and a flash of holy water.

In the center of the room a large, smokey fire crackles in the center of this room. Battered pots and kettles are stacked all over, clearly this serves as a crude kitchen. You notice a distinct draft drawing the smoke up through a rough hole int he center of the ceiling.

"So that was quite fortunate. Who wants to hold onto the flask," inquired Perrin as he stared at the makeshift kitchen with a look of disinterest of its contents. He figured that Gar's way would have been more exciting, but at least they had found some gold so it wasn't a total waste.

Landor holds out his hand. “I’ll hold onto the flask. It seems appropriate anyways. So shall we turn back and go down one of the other tunnels before heading north or do we now want to go straight after the large group?”

Gar, looking around the kitchen, shows no interest in the flask and only passing interest in the gold. He had no use for holy water....he was a warrior, and the gold could be shared later.

...his focus was the enemy.

Without a word he turned back and started for the intersection.  "we go north"

"Sounds good to me. e Not going to lie. I'm a bit nervous about facing a large group of orcs head on," commented Perrin as he took up his place in the marching line that the group had started forming as they had made their way through the tunnels.

"So any of you got a rope? We can tie it to the grate and pull it open allowing whatever those flying things are out." Thorin says "And then use it to get deeper into the area"

“Why can’t we just leave those flying things alone until we’re done with the orcs? Unless you want to use it as a trap if we have to retreat and have the flying things go after the orcs.”He heads north and falls into position of their established marching order.

The kenku shakes his head. He whistles, looking aggrivated. Oddly, the samurai turns and starts to head northwest after he gives the dwarf a long stare. Something is bothering him. Tai tries to get in front, hand upon his katana.

They get to the north area. To the west there is a closed door at the top of a platform as well as one further east if the group goes north again and to the east another closed door. Three doors. There is a dwarven statue as well along the north wall at the end of it but the group needs to get closer to examine it as Tai simply looks down the hall to the north.

Tai tilts his head. He points at each door and crosses his arms.

Gar, feeling tai's frustration, follows closely behind him, and sees the passages. He mutters to himself, clearly eager to take frustration out on something. He was not one to talk....he was one of action. And his frustration and impatience was starting to show. Unlike the others, he didn't want to discuss the proper way to go.

...he just wants to go.

Looking at the others, with a grim look he listened for any sounds. Not hearing much except for his breathing and the thumping in his ears, he went north towards the statue and the door .

"Well, this will be easier than the tunnel choices. We just go through this door and come back to check the others should it not pan out," stated Perrin as he followed Gar toward the statue along the northern wall.

“Well said, Perrin.”Landor followed the others toward the statue. He looks at the statue to see if it is holding any weapons that could swing down and kill someone who opens the door. He motions to the statue. “Hey Thorin, you know who that is?”
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Gar, walking up to the door, stops and looks at the statue...he thought it odd a statue of a dwarf was in an orc's lair. He looked at it closely.

<OOC:  Gar Irontooth rolled 19 using 1d20+1.  search>

"Whoever it is, it makes me think that these orcs may have 'claimed' this place from some dwarves," commented Perrin as he walked past the statue toward the door. He hoped that they weren't about to open a door to find several dead dwarves lying around.

The door is a simple iron door, probably made by a dwarf. The statue is what looks like a fierce-looking dwarf in heavy mail armor. The stone warrior holds a sword in one hand and a smiths hammer in the other. The statue stands on a large stone pedestel, the whole structure is about 7' tall and must weight several hundred pounds.

Gar, looking at the statue, has a odd look on his face. "If this was a dwarven stronghold, we must take care. " He looks at the statue but keeps his distance. "Maybe this s a guardian....I don't know magic but the statue seems......different"

The barbarian is less sure about this door now. He knows that if dwarves have made this, then it will be protected. But if that was true, then it's likely the orcs haven't come this way.

"I know a bit about magic, but I'm no expert. Though, if it is a guardian, then we haven't done anything to trigger it to attack us, so if we just keep doing what we are doing then we should be fine," commented Perrin as he approached the door.

"So are we going through or not?"

Landor looked at the door then the statue. “I think we should try this door last, but I’ll default to whichever door Gar decides to go through.”
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Gar looks at the statue with nartowed eyes then yo the group. "i know little of magic....so i think we search this door last."

The orc backtracks and goes northeast towards that door.

Looking at thotin, he indicates for him to listen and sre if he hears anything

Thorin doesn't find any traps but lets hte group know to be ready as he heard something. Tai readies himself standing in the front with probably Gar. The door is slowly opened.

Barrels, crates and sacks of food stuffs line the walls of this chamber. Amongst the loot, four oversized straw pallets and other simple furnishes show that this room how serves as a bunkroom. Four bestial humanoids (orcs!) with feral eyes are cleaning their weapons and mending their gear. They spring up to their feet and roar in challenge!

OOC
Iniative!

“Well here we go again. Pelor have mercy on them...”Landor holds up his shield and readies to charge.

Gar, standing at the front with Tai, see's the orcs, and with a snarl, runs into the room, a roar escaping his lips as he attacks the closest orc.



Gar Irontooth rolled 18 using 1d20+1.  iniative.

Gar Irontooth rolled 19 using 1d20+7. Attack - Greataxe
Gar Irontooth rolled 6 using 1d12+5. Damage - Greataxe

"Well, still better than the birds, I suppose," commented Perrin as he prepared himself for combat.

02:11, Today: Perrin Stryfelaughter rolled 20 using 1d20+3. Initiative Roll.

Tai charges at the orcs. He easily chops off the head of one of the orcs.

Thorin pulls out his bow and fires hitting one in the chest. It falls to the ground not moving.

Gar rips into one of the orcs killing it.

OOC
Waiting on Lan and Perrin
1 Left

Landor went forward and took a swing at the the last orc standing.

12:19, Today: Landor Halbrek rolled 11 using 1d8+3.  Mace damage. 12:19, Today: Landor Halbrek rolled 14 using 1d20+6.  Mace attack.

Muttering a few words, a magical dart is released from Perrin's hand and collides with the remaining orc in the room.

05:25, Today: Perrin Stryfelaughter rolled 2 using 1d4+1. Magic Missile Damage.

The spell hits its mark and seconds later the cleric charges and slams his weapon against the orc. It falls to the ground, dead. Two of them have heavy flails and the other two have short swords and leather armor. There seems to be no other doors hidden about after Thorin checks the area. He does find a cauldron that has 210 gold inside, a topaz and two onynx stones.

Landor took an even 42 gold from the caldron and left the gems for the others. “Where to now Gar?”

"I can hold onto the gems until we can get back to town to sell them. If no one minds, that is," suggested Perrin as he took his share of the gold.

Gar snorts at the dead orcs, and nods to Tai. He looks at the others. "You can hold the gems Perrin....we will have ample time to divide things up later."  He looks at the  others. "We go back and through another door." He shoulders his axe and makes his way back again.

<OOC: we go back to the intersection and through another door.....even if it's the dwarf statue door>

The remaning gold is given to anyone who has not gotten anything. They head for the next room but are blocked by a door. Thorin checks it for traps but finds nothing but it is indeed locked. A bloodstained human skull is fixed to the center of the door by a iron spike. His attempted fails.

"So does someone want to just force the door open," asked Perrin as he looked over at Gar with kind of an expectant look.

Gar steps forward trying his shoulder against the door, and with a loud grunt, exerts himself. Normally, he would have no problem with sich, but the half orc, having fought and been injured, was tired.

<OOC: Gar Irontooth rolled 8 using 1d20+3. >

When Gar failed to force open the door, Landor gave it a try. He got up next to it and tried to mule kick it open.

12:35, Today: Landor Halbrek rolled 13 using 1d20+3.  Strength to force open door.
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The door doesn't move. Thorin ponders this. Tai tilts his head. Everything is silent.

"Well, that is a rather sturdy door. What should we try next to get it to open? Acid, maybe," commented Perrin as he stared at the door with a perplexed expression.

Landor looks over at the statue. “Perhaps there is some writing on the statue that will give us a clue as to if there is some password that will allow us to open the door. Perhaps ‘friend’ in dwarven?”

Gar, glaring angrily at the door, barely hears the others speak. This door, like many things in his life, blocked his path.

....he didn't like the feeling.

He had the urge to try tear the door down, if need be the very walls, but the voice of reasin in his head urged him to keep calm.

Taking a breath, he looked at the others. "We have a quick look. if we cannot open it, move on and we came back."

He, as a last ditch effort, tries again to force the door open.

<OOC: Gar Irontooth rolled 15 using 1d20+3 ((12)). >
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The door is open barely.

Beyone the door lies a small chamber covered in poorly cured animal hides and illuminated by smoking torches in bronze sconces. The smell is indescribable. A monstrous creature of about 10 feet in hight with warty brown skin and greasy dark hair steps forwards, a massive axe in one hand. Two huge wolves strain at chains held closely by the other hand."You think to challenge the Great Ulfe?" the creature booms as it rushes towards you! "Vak! Thrag! At them!" The humanoid drops the chains, the wolves spring forward and the being charges with a roar of rage!

OOC
Initiative!

Landor readies his shield and grabs ahold of his holy symbol. “Pelor bless our blades and our minds!”

19:11, Today: Landor Halbrek rolled 8 using 1d20+1.  Initiative .
Casting Bless as first action

Stepping into the room and a step to the left (to allow the others access), the half orc grins. "Challenge?" He plants his feet and though his instincts tell him the giant is the greater threat, the wolves coming needed to be dispatched quickly. The group could fight together to kill the giant, but with te wolves, the odds were more in his favour.

"Distract him!" He yells as he waits for the first wolf to approach him, then he swipes viciously with his axe.

<OOC: Gar Irontooth rolled 16 using 1d20+1.  Iniative.
5' step to the left (Free)
Gar Irontooth rolled 23 using 1d20+7.  Attack - greataxe .
Gar Irontooth rolled 9 using 1d12+5.  Damage - greataxe.>
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Taking a step backward, Perrin is more than ready to allow the others to engage the incoming canines while he sends a dart of magical energy at their master.

07:44, Today: Perrin Stryfelaughter rolled 4 using 1d20+3. Initiative Roll.
07:48, Today: Perrin Stryfelaughter rolled 3 using 1d4+1.  Magic Missile Damage.

The kenku moves swiftly and pulls out his katana. He ducks the wolves and sinks his blade into the ogre but the beast remains standing!

Gar moves and strikes a wolf.

Thorin pulls out his bow and fires at the Ogre. The arrow sinks into the beast but it still remains standing again!

Lan casts his spell.

Ulfe growls and attacks Tai! The massive axe rips into the samurai!
*Tai take 21 damage

Both of the wolves attack Gar!
*Gar takes 11 Damage

Perrins spell hits the ogre but still he keeps standing!

OOC Group is up
Tai    (20)
Gar    (16)
Thorin (08)
Landor (08)
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Ulfe   (07)
AC 17
*49 Damage
Wolves (03)
AC 14
1 Wolf
*9 Damage
1 Wolf
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Perrin (04)
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Landor runs forward ducking past the wolves and places a hand on Tai’s back as he grabs his holy symbol. “Pelor, May your strength flood into my ally!”A pure white light burst forth from from his hand into Tai and the wound from the Ogre healed up almost completely.

18:16, Today: Landor Halbrek rolled 16 using 2d8+10.  Cure Moderate wounds.
Move action: Move up behind Tai
Standard action: Expend Lesser Restoration to spontaneously cast Cure Moderate Wounds on Tai

Gar, feeling the attacks of the wolves howls in pain, his eyes dialiate and with agrimace looks at the wolves with an almost feral look. His actions take a more frenzied and powerful air as he swings again with his huge axe.

<OOC: barbarian rage (+4 Str, +4 con, +8hp, -2 ac)

Gar Irontooth rolled 21 using 1d20+1.  Iniative.

Gar Irontooth rolled 16 using 1d20+9.  Attack - greataxe.
Gar Irontooth rolled 19 using 1d12+7. Damage - Greataxe

Tai feels the blow upon his chest. It heaves trying to find a way to breath out. The kenku slashes with his sword but misses his mark.

Gar slams the axe down, killing the wolf!

The rogue fires at the ogre. It his him in the chest. Ulfe looks down at the wound and falls backwards, dead.

Lan moves up but the wolf is able to get to him, tearing into his flesh. He casts his spell upon Tai.
Lan take 6 damage

The wolf attack Gar!
*Gar takes 4 Damage

OOC Waiting on Perrin
Tai    (20)
Gar    (16)
Thorin (08)
Landor (08)
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Wolf (03)
AC 14
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Perrin (04)

Gar, still in his rage, backhands with his axe at the remaining wolf, his axe biting into the wolf with a sickening thud

<OOC: Gar Irontooth rolled 14 using 1d20+9.  Attack - Greataxe.
Gar Irontooth rolled 19 using 1d12+7. Damage - Greataxe >

Seeing the ogre finally fall along with one of the two wolves, he decides to try and help endthis battle quickly. He spins around and slams his mace into the back leg of the wolf.

23:10, Today: Landor Halbrek rolled 10 using 1d8+3.  Damage on wolf.
23:09, Today: Landor Halbrek rolled 21 using 1d20+6.  Attack on wolf.

Slipping out his sling, Perrin flung a stone at the wolf that was attacking Gar.

03:43, Today: Perrin Stryfelaughter rolled 17 using 1d20+6. Sling Attack vs. Wolf.
03:43, Today: Perrin Stryfelaughter rolled 2 using 1d3. Bludgeoning Damage.

The wolf falls to the ground. Tai takes a deep breath, sheathing his sword. Against the wall are two chests, and of course Ulfe.

Landor straightens and walks over to Gar. One hand on his holy symbol while the other on Gar’s shoulder, he gives him an approving nod. “Pelor always blesses the brave.”Gar would see all of his wounds magically heal completely as if they never happened.

15:06, Today: Landor Halbrek rolled 14 using 1d8+8.  Cure light wounds on Gar.
Used Cure Light Wounds domain spell and sacked a Light spell for Cure Minor Wounds to put Gar all the way back up to full.

The half orc sighs as his wounds close up and he looks at Landor. "My thanks to you brother....those damn wolves took a bite out of me!" He kicked one of the corpses, feeling the lethargy of battle seep through his bones, he sighs.

He stands and then begins searching the orge and the chests, dragging the huge axe to the side, he looks at it. "Shame it wasn't smaller...." he muttered

<OOC:  Gar Irontooth rolled 12 using 1d20+1.  search roll. >

"Well, that was something. Perhaps one of us should keep an eye out the way we came just in case the roaring attracted someone's attention," commented Perrin as he moved over to assist Gar with the searching of the chests. Though, he really just sort of stood there and waited to see what was inside.

02:44, Today: Perrin Stryfelaughter rolled 3 using 1d20+1. Search Check of Chests.

The rogue checks the chest for traps but finds nothing nor are they locked. He pulls them open and reveals several items then checks the ogre but the only thing of any use is the huge greataxe.

OOC
Items found:
440 Gold
1600 Silver
A potion
A rapier

Ulfe:
Huge Greataxe

Landor will scoop up 88 gold and 320 silver as his share of the loot. Then he will move over to the door to keep a look out. “At this point, how many doorways and passages do we have left besides the one with the winged creatures in it? We haven’t come across a major force yet.”

The barbarian takes the coins with a nod, placing them in a pouch, and then looks at the rapier. Though not a weapon he would use, a smile crossed his face. "If no one has a use for the rapier, I may have one when we get back to the town. Perrin....you hold the potion until we know what it does."

The orc scratched his chin at the question from landor. "From memory....a few. There's the other passage....plus the door with the dwarf statue." The barbarian, gathering up everything of use, makes for the door and returns down the passages to another door, stopping to smile at tai. "You fight well, my friend. Are you ok....you took quite a hit."

Tai grabs his share of the loot (Same as Lan). He tilts his head and points at the rapier then to Thorin, tilting his head. He waits on this and nods his head after he was asked if it did some damage. The kenku raises up his shirt and its covered in bruises, and he winces. He then points at Lan and whistles, bowing his head to him.

Thorin asks for the rapier and takes his loot as well and offers Perrin his share.

Perrin gives a nod and takes possession of the potion and his share of the loot, and he stowed all of it in his pack to be dealt with at a later time. "So are we checking out the other passage before the dwarf door, then?"

Gar looks at the group and nods. "If the damn statue comes to life I'd rather we clean the orcs out first." He looks at tai, for confirmation. "But the only other door has the birds. So by all the gods, let's do this. Let's see what's behind that damn door with the statue."
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Landor nods in agreement. “After you then.”

The dwarf goes over to the statue and finds something odd. He pulls out his tools and tells the others it was trapped and he took care of it.

Tai goes to open the door and it opens easily.

This large chamber is filled with rough-hewn bunks, tables and chairs and the floor is strewn with filthy pelts. At a glance it appears that perhaps a dozen or so humanoids might live here.

A older orc stands against the backwall, and readies one to thrown! Four other orcs stand in front of him with weapons unsheathed!

OOC
Initiative

Gar, axe in hand, watched as the dwarf disarmed the trap and opened the door. Looking in, he finally saw the cause of his pain.....the orcs who attacked him, to took the farme s wife.

....who took the girl.

With a feral snarl, he waded in, the closest orc he slashed his axe with a visions verticle swipe

<OOC: Gar Irontooth rolled 10 using 1d20+1.  Iniative.

Gar Irontooth rolled 25 using 1d20+7.  Attack - Greataxe.
Gar Irontooth rolled 6 using 1d12+3. Damage - Greataxe >

Landor waited patiently for Thorin to unlock and open the door. When it finally opened, he wasn’t surprised to see the source of what had been plaguing the town. He simply raised his mace and charged the nearest orc. “For Pelor!”

18:14, Today: Landor Halbrek rolled 10 using 1d8+3.  Damage.
18:14, Today: Landor Halbrek rolled 14 using 1d20+6.  Attack.
18:14, Today: Landor Halbrek rolled 18 using 1d20+1.  Initiative .
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Muttering a few words, Dimble unleashed a magical dart at the older orc that was leaning against the wall, and then the little gnome pulled out his spear just in case one of the orcs go close to him.

Initiative: 8
Action: Cast Magic Missile

21:16, Today: Perrin Stryfelaughter rolled 8 using 1d20+3. Initiative Roll.
21:21, Today: Perrin Stryfelaughter rolled 4 using 1d4+1.  Magic Missile Damage.
23:06, Today: Perrin Stryfelaughter rolled 5 using 1d4+1.  Second Dart of Magic Missile Damage.
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Tai slips in and jumps in the air. He lands, facing the leader. Sword out, he chops the head off of the orc with a single move!

Thorin fires at one of the orcs, killing it!

Landor moves in and attacks, killing another orc.

Gar moves at the last two orcs, chopping one of them down.

Finally, the halfling uses a spell hitting the last orc killing it.

Sheathing his sword, the samurai sits down and waits to see how the others react to the carnage.

OOC
Checking the orcs:
250 Silver
40 Gold
Potion of Cure Light Wounds
Scale Male
Large Steel Shield
Masterwork Hand axe
3 Throwing Axes
4 Greataxes
No armor other then the leader

"Well, that was something," mumbled the sorcerer as the battle came to an end. He hadn't expected there to be so much blood involved in this rescue mission, but he was grateful that none of his companions had fallen during any of the battles. Going through the bodies, Perrin took his share of the coin found, which was 8 gold and 50 silver.

"Anyone able to use any of this stuff, or should we leave it until we clear this place out?"

Gar smiles at tai and gives him an approving nod. "Glad Ye be on my side tai.....your lethal with that blade." He then walks over to the pile of gear salvaged. He collects his share of coins, and smiles as he picks up the hand axe, noting its quality and weight. "If I can, I'd li,e the hand axe.....a nice back up weapon or for tight spaces. The throwing axes too....I'm not one for bows."

He also looks at the scale mail, but waits for anyone else....the axes were his style, and though usually scale is better armor than chain, his had some sentimental value.

<OOC: unless anyone objects, I'd li,e the hand axe and three throwing axes>
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Landor kneels before the fallen orcs and makes a prayer that their souls will find peace in the afterlife. He didn’t like this wanton carnage, but it was for the safety of the village. He stands back up and collects his portion of the currency of 8 gold and 50 silver but leaves the rest. He turns to the open door. “Do you think that was the last of them? Should we go to the door with the winged creatures?”

"Unless anyone objects to it, I'd say go ahead and grab what you need, Gar. None of these weapons or armor are of use to me," stated the sorcerer before turning to look at Landor before grabbing the potion. He figured he was just going to be the potion holder until told otherwise.

"Are we sure we want to deal with those birds?" suggested Perrin.
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Landor rubbed his chin in thought before responding. “Since they are locked in there, there’s no reason why we can’t rest in one of the rooms and regain our strength. The birds don’t seem to be able to open the door, so let’s start fresh tomorrow. We have no idea how far the passage goes or what could be in there with those birds. For all we know, some other beast dwells within it.”

"I'm okay with resting for the night if that is what we want to do," stated Perrin as he looked to the others to see if anyone objected.

Gar looked at landor and Perrin, and simply shrugged. "If you need rest, then we rest.....else we push on."

The group locks the door and barricades it but they decided to have watches. Nothing happens during the nights and the group gets rested. They head back towards the bird things and everything seems to be where they left it.

Landor readies his mace and shield and falls into a position beside Gar. “I’m ready when you are. We should try advancing slow and steady in formation until we can better judge what lies ahead.”

Gar, standing at the edge of the door, nods, and opens it slowly and edges in the door, again cutting to the left wall so others can enter.

Lyrian had had a very interesting couple of weeks.  Traveling through a town to the north had brought her in contact with several dwarves at an inn she'd been staying at.  Upon hearing she was intending to test herself against Durgeddin the Black's broken stronghold, they had asked her a favor in return for outfitting her for her journey.  They had a kinsmen, one Thorin Diamondgut, who was supposed to be doing the same thing.  But his family had a great need of him back home, and they had been trying to get him the message.  The dwarves were stuck in town waiting for the repair of their wagon, but Lyrian could travel quickly and was going to the very place they needed to be!

For the price of getting her the food and supplies she needed to make the journey more easily, Lyrian had readily agreed.  It was good of them to trust an elf, but Lyrian had grown up amongst peoples who were often considered misfits and outsiders.  She reserved her judgment on many things.

Murderous orcs, on the other hand, she did not mind judging.  From the state of the corpses she had found littering the trail from Blasingdell and the abandoned farmstead to the Stone Tooth door and bridge, it was clear that Thorin and the companions he had raised in Blasingdell had taken down the orc raiders with extreme prejudice and swift hands.  Not to mention the filthy ex-prisoners who she had met coming out were very forthcoming with the description of the unusual group of adventurers.

Lyrian smiled to herself; this was bound to be a show well-worth a bard's tale!

As she entered the Stone Tooth, it became clear that the Thorin's band had been busy indeed.  Following the signs of slaughter, she crossed the narrow bridge, went by the open "cage", and down another corridor to where the sounds and sights of fresher bodies lay.

She thought she might have heard some whistling from the bird-man those in town had talked about.  And then some odd flapping...

Sucking in a breath and taking a chance, she spoke out loud so that she might be identified as a friend immediately, rather than tragically later with a sword in her gut.

"I greet you, friends and allies of Thorin!  I am Lyrian Swift, and I bear a message from his kin!" she says just loud enough to be conversational.  No need to shout and bring too much extra danger upon her head!

"Unless someone is dying, perhaps messages can wait until after we deal with the birds," stated the sorcerer as he waited for Landor to proceed after Gar before he went into the room himself. Perrin figured that they would figure out what to do with the new arrival, but he supposed that it was mostly Thorin's concern since he had been named.

"Close it halfling." Thorin grumbles and takes the note, nodding to her."I seen her around." He leans against the wall, reading it. Once done, he grabs his pack and instead of walking towards the birds he heads back the way he came but offers the rapier to the elf."Magical and all that. My fam needs me. You go with them alright?"

Tai lowers his head and walks up to Thorin. He tilts his head, making a whistling sound. But he gets a hug from the man.

Stepping away, Tai looks at Thorin then at the new elf.

Lyrian bows at Thorin.  "I thank you for the gift, and I hope your travel is swift and safe," she says before he departs.  Left facing the bird man and the others, she gives them a bow as well.  "My apologies for my abrupt introduction.  I heard the rumors of the wealth of this place, and the orc raiders who have brought so much woe, and I hoped to aid both in the cause of making the world better, and in the cause of making my living.  I'm Lyrian Swift, as I said, and I'm a dab hand at getting into things that should be shut, getting into places that want me out, and getting out of places and things that want me to stay.  Get me behind someone in a fight and I can get them to dearly regret it.  What's all this about birds, now?"

Lyrian is particularly small and slender, even for an elf, with dark blonde hair worn long and neatly braided, and dark green eyes.  She wears fine mithril armor and carries a neat rapier and small hand crossbow, though the latter is stowed at her belt.  She has a number of colorful scarves wrapped in her hair, about her waist and neck, tied around her backpack and on her sword hilt.

Landor bows to the new arrival and proudly displays his holy symbol of Pelor. “I am Landor Halbrek, humble servant of the Sun God Pelor. Your appearance with the message from Thorin’s kin puts meet at ease in trusting you at this point. Through this door we heard a flapping of wings. The door was locked we suspect for good reason. We are here to exterminate the orc threat and wish to search all tunnels. Stay behind me, the big guy, and the bird. We move in formation. Let’s go.”

Lyrian looks at her new companions.  "Thanks, Brother Landor.  The big guy... I met a little girl on the road.  You must be Gar?  She spoke very highly of you."  She nods at the bird (moving behind him and Gar as requested) and the halfling.  "What do I call you, if you please?"

Gar looked at the woman and smiled a toothy smile. "Well met Lyrian....i am indeed Gar. i suspect yoy won't get much out of him...." indicating Tai. "He's a being more of action than words... in fact i don't know if he can talk. Never heard him speak. Any rate, his name is Tai "

He then smiles at the halfling. "Perrin here....he speaks well. "

He again looked at the woman. "The girl was part of a family i was staying with. They helped me in a dark time and became friends. The girl is someone i care for also."

The orc list his smile, almost sorrowful thinking of the girl and her loss, then he looked again at the others. "Lets see what this door holds."

Gar sliwly opened the door and edged in and cut to the right, letting others come in after him

"Farewell, Thorin. I do hope that everything with your family turns out alright," called out the sorcerer as he watched the dwarf leave. Not dwelling on the departure for long, he turned his attention to the replacement for their former ally, and Perrin wondered if this was an even exchange, an upgrade or a downgrade. He supposed that they would soon find out.

Putting a smile on his face, the halfling turned to Gar. "Thanks for the compliment, my friend," he stated before refocusing his attention on Lyrian. "Though, I probably also talk more than I should, but I will second Gar's assessment of Tai. One of few words, but definitely makes his feelings known just the same."

"Of course, you will learn this very quickly as we sort out these birds," Perrin said as he waited for the others to proceed through the door and then followed after.

The ceiling soars 30' high in the center of this impressive chamber and the walls are carved in images of dwarves at their forges. Two large stone doors exit to the north and to the south. Several old skeletons lie scattered near the northern door. A grate of wrought iron stands in the western wall.

In the center of the floor, a natural rift decends sharply. Dozens of stone steps lead down into the darkness. From far below you can hear the distant sounds of running water and a curious buzzing sound.

The buzzing grows louder and then four large flying things-birds, insects, birds its hard to say-emerge from the stairwell and arrow towards you but they keep their distance (about 15' up!)

OOC
Initiative!
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"Ehlonna's Eyes, what are they?!" Lyrian hisses.  She grabs her hand crossbow and aims it at one of the creatures.  It was doubtful, given the skeletons, that the creatures were peaceful, but she wasn't going to provoke them into attacking before the others were ready.

OOC:
11:26, Today: Lyrian Swift rolled 22 using 1d20+3.  Initiative.
If they don't hold attack first, hold action until they become hostile.
Move action - Draw hand crossbow
Standard Action - Fire hand crossbow at nearest stirge not in melee.
11:27, Today: Lyrian Swift rolled 23 using 1d20+5.  Attack with hand crossbow.
11:27, Today: Lyrian Swift rolled 3 using 1d4.  Hand crossbow damage.

Gar, looking at the flying beasts, had a grim look on his face, tightening his grasp on his axe. He could throw one of the throwing axes at them, but wouldn't guaranteed to hit them, and given it is up, may hit someone else if he missed.

"Starting to miss the orcs." he says with a sly grin....with his orcish features it made it look more a snarl. "...at least i could reach them!"

He stood at the front of the group, his stance wide while looking at the beasts. "If they make a move, stay behind me Lyrian."

<OOC: Gar will hold move until one attacks AND is in Melee range
Gar Irontooth rolled 10 using 1d20+1.  iniative.

Gar Irontooth rolled 27 using 1d20+7.  attack - Greataxe.
Gar Irontooth rolled 27 using 1d20+7.  confirm critical - Greataxe. (YAY critical!)

Gar Irontooth rolled 41 using 3d12+15 ((4,10,12)).damage - Greateaxe.

Attacked Stirge for 41 Damage>


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Landor could tell by the looks of the bones that this may not end well for them. He grasped his holy symbol said a prayer to Pelor. “By Pelor’s Light what is that?!”

Cast Bless. Everyone gets +1 Attack and Damage
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Taking in the entire room, Perrin had a similar thought to what Landor did about what the flying birds were going to do, and with that thought in mind the sorcerer sent two magical darts at one of the flying creatures.

05:35, Today: Perrin Stryfelaughter rolled 16 using 1d20+3. Initiative Roll.
05:38, Today: Perrin Stryfelaughter rolled 5 using 2d4+2.  Magic Missile Damage.

The rogue fires her crossbow, hitting its mark but doesn't kill it.

Lan casts his spell, boosting his allies abilities
*+1 to Attack/+1 to Damage

Perrin casts his spell, the missiles hitting their mark but still remains in flight!

Tai decides to go into hiding, trying to get behind them.
14:39, Today: Tai Chi rolled 18 using 1d20+10.  Move Silently.
14:39, Today: Tai Chi rolled 15 using 1d20+12.  Hide.

They attack! The injured one flies at Perrin! It attaches itself but doesn't do any damage...yet!

One of them attacks the half-orc but is immediatly cut in half!

One attacks the rogue! It attaches to the rogue as well causing no damage.

The last flies at the cleric. But misses!

OOC: Group is up.
Lyrian         (22)
Landor         (17)
Perrin         (16)
Tai            (15)
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Creatures (x4) (14)
1-??/08
*Attached to Halfling
2-DEAD
3-??/??
*Attached to Rogue
4-??/??
*Failed to get attached to cleric
--------------------
Gar            (10)

Landor barely dodges out of the way of the stirge. He was quite shocked at what the creature was. When he saw one attach itself to the little halfling, he got a sinking feeling in his gut something bad was about to happen if he didn’t swat it off quickly. The cleric raised his mace high and brought it crashing down on the back of the creature. “Pelor’s might shall prevail!”

17:59, Today: Landor Halbrek rolled 11 using 1d8+5.  Mace damage .
17:58, Today: Landor Halbrek rolled 25 using 1d20+7.  Attack stirge attached to Perrin.

The mace get slammed down upon the stirge attacking the halfling, killing it!

OOC:
Lyrian         (22)
Landor         (17) *Attacked
Perrin         (16)
Tai            (15)
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Creatures (x4) (14)
1-DEAD
2-DEAD
3-??/??
*Attached to Rogue
4-??/??
*Failed to get attached to cleric
--------------------
Gar            (10)

Lyrian yelps and grabs at the horrible thing, trying to yank it off of her and hurl it towards one of the more martially inclined members of the party.

"Get it off, get it off!"

OOC:  18:45, Today: Lyrian Swift rolled 9 using 1d20+5.  Touch attack on beastie.

Tai slips out of the shadows, getting behind his quarry. He unsheathes his sword and slices into the beast attacking the rogue! It gets cut up from head to toe, ripping flesh and bone killing it!

OOC:
Lyrian         (22) *Failed to break the grapple
Landor         (17) *Attacked
Perrin         (16)
Tai            (15) *Attacked
--------------------
Creatures (x4) (14)
1-DEAD
2-DEAD
3-DEAD
4-??/??
*Failed to get attached to cleric
--------------------
Gar            (10)

Gar, having cut one down, turned and attacked the only surviving beast, swinging but missing with his huge axe

<OOC:Gar Irontooth rolled 11 using 1d20+7.  Attack - Greataxe.>

Slipping out his sling, Perrin launched a stone at the remaining creature.

02:02, Today: Perrin Stryfelaughter rolled 15 using 1d20+6. Attack with Sling.
02:02, Today: Perrin Stryfelaughter rolled 1 using 1d3.  Bludgeoning Damage.

Lyrian tries to get a bead on the last flying horror, sighting carefully and hitting with careful precision!  "Don't you dare you horrible thing!"

OOC: 00:59, Today: Lyrian Swift rolled 25 using 1d20+5.  Attack with hand crossbow.
00:59, Today: Lyrian Swift rolled 19 using 1d20+5.  Confirm Critical hand crossbow.
01:00, Today: Lyrian Swift rolled 5 using 2d4.  Critical damage with hand crossbow.
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The rogue fires and hits the beast. It falls to the ground, dead. Tai skewers it to be on the safe side. He nods his head, sheathing his sword and whistles. It doesn't seem there are more of them least not yet.

Lyrian reminded herself not to fire her own crossbow that close to her neck ever again.  A little bit to one side and she would have skewered herself right through the throat!  She stared down at the little beast with revulsion.

"What in the gods' name are they?" she asks, rubbing where the beastie had grabbed her.

Landor shook his head and put his mace away. “I don’t know, but luckily it doesn’t matter anymore. We should take a look around and make sure there is nothing else in here we have to worry about. For all we know they could have just been babies.” He searched the bones and looked carefully down the crevasse.

"I wouldn't say that it doesn't matter. Knowing what they are could prove quite useful should there be more," stated the sorcerer as he began looking over the creatures to see if he could identify them. Though, it seemed that were like nothing he had ever seen before.

20:23, Today: Perrin Stryfelaughter rolled 6 using 1d20+4. Knowledge (Arcana) Check.

Gar snorted at the beast and smiled at tai and how he 'made sure' they were dead. He looked at the others and while they inspected the bodies, the half orc looked around, his axe in hand

Lyrian takes a look a the doors, grate, and crevasse.  The gate looked fairly solid, so hopefully nothing was coming through that without a lot of noise.  While she was a good climber, going into unknown blackness where there could be dozens of the little flying horrors was not her idea of fun.

She gestures to the north door.  "Shall we?"  If there are no objections, she will move to the door, give it an examination for traps, disable them if any, see if it's unlocked, and get it open if necessary.

OOC: 21:41, Today: Lyrian Swift rolled 12 using 1d20+10.  Search.
21:41, Today: Lyrian Swift rolled 32 using 1d20+12.  Disable Device.
21:42, Today: Lyrian Swift rolled 17 using 1d20+12.  Open Lock.

The rogue opens the door, not seeing anything out of the ordinary.

But then, a massive blast comes from the doorway once open!

CRACK BOOM!

She is hit by some sort of fire blast! It hits her hard!

OOC
Lyrian is hit by the blast. Take 19 Damage. I rolled Evasion but failed.
Make a 2nd roll for Evasion. If you made it, take no damage.
DC 23

Gar, his eyes on the chasm, turned to the sound and see the woman fly across his field of vision and the fiery explosion. The orc, driven on instinct, stalked over to the doorway, expecting some wizard to come through

The kenku moves over to the rogue fast. He grabs the blanket from his pack and hits her several times once she is down trying to stop the fire from burning her. He whistles several times and glances at the barbarian rushing towards the fire and glancing at the cleric whistling.

OOC
I will give you +2 to the rolls since Tai is helping you out.

Lyrian cursed herself for not taking more care for her search even as she was diving away.  She had been nearly clear when Tai stepped in to help, and Lyrian found herself plastered to the floor, singed badly but not dead, heart hammering in her chest at her close scrape.

"Olidamarra who looks over the swift, thank you," she says, so quickly it's nearly one word.  "Tai, you too.  I am so, very, very sorry about that."  She scrambles up to see what might have hit her, trap or animate foe!

OOC: 07:43, Today: Lyrian Swift rolled 26 using 1d20+9.  Reflex Saving Throw.
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The rogue seems clear of any further damage, and the half-orc spots several mechanisms for the trap but that is all. The door starts to close again and it doesn't seem like it even goes further then maybe 10'.

Tai nods his head and puts the now singed blanket into his backpack. He moves to get between the barbarian and the door and stops in his tracks, looking at him. The samurai puts a arm up to stop him.

Landor just stands in shock as the rogue is blasted backwards and lands on the floor. He rushes to her side and places a hand on her stomach to heal the immediate internal bleeding. Then he places his symbol of Pelor over her heart and chants a prayer to the Sun God. Between both healings, she would be completely healed from her wounds. “There that should do it. I am glad there was something left of you to put back together. I suppose as long as there doesn’t appear to be anything else in that room that we proceed to the gate.”

Used Touch of Healing ability first to heal her 6 hp then cast cure light wounds to heal the remaining damage.
10:18, Today: Landor Halbrek rolled 15 using 1d8+8.  Cure light wounds.
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The orc, surprised that it wasn't some evil mage and some contraption, turned to the rogue. "Some kind of contraption....thought some wizard got you."

He walked over to the woman and knelt. "Are you ok?"

"I suppose Landor is correct. Best to just to move onto the southern door." stated Perrin as he wondered how the elf wasn't completely blown away by what had come out of the door. The dwarves that once resided in this place were quite ingenious in their machinations.

"Though we probably should have known something was up with that doorway. There are a bunch of skeletons around it," he mused aloud as he waited for the next doorway to be checked.
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Lyrian gasps as Brother Landor's magic washes over her, washing away the burns with Pelor's healing magic.  "Thank you, Sun's Ray," she says, accepting the help and trying to shop shaking.  That had been closer to expiring than she had ever wanted to be.  "That was foolish of me.  Should have guessed there would have been magic traps the deeper in you go.  Must have been something important in there," she says, talking a little too fast in her nervousness.

The group moves towards the southern door. Tai waits to let the rogue do her thing. He rests his hands upon his hilt ready to attack if needbe.

"All right," Lyrian says, mostly to herself.  "With delicacy and close attention this time..." and bends to search the door for anything untoward, disabling it if necessary, and opening the lock if needed.

OOC:  09:45, Today: Lyrian Swift rolled 21 using 1d20+10.  Search.
09:45, Today: Lyrian Swift rolled 22 using 1d20+12.  Disable Device.
09:46, Today: Lyrian Swift rolled 14 using 1d20+12.  Open Lock.

Landor readies his mace for a possible attack. “Second time’s the charm?”

Gar standing beside tai, holds his axe in both hands, ready to move.

"Let's just hope that only good things are beyond this door," stated Perrin as he stood behind Gar and Tai just in case it was another explosion.

The rogue finds no traps and nothing to disable but when she tries to pick the lock, the elf has trouble and it remains untouched.

Tai tilts his head, and looks at the others. He pulls out the sword slightly and looks at the door.

"One moment, I think I tickled that to the left rather than the right..." Lyrian tries again, this time more familiar with the workings of the lock.

OOC: 07:03, Today: Lyrian Swift rolled 25 using 1d20+14.  Open Lock.

CLICK

The door seems to be now open.

"And people say that the 'third' time is the charm," commented Perrin as he pulled out his sling and loaded a stone into it. Given that the last few doors had led to a fight, he figured that the same would be true for this one. "So who wants to go first?"

Gar, holding the axe, nodded and stepped forward to go through the door first. He took a deep breath, stepped in and to the left, letting others in if there was any enemies

Lyrian follows after Gar, senses alert for more danger, hand crossbow ready in case something were to jump out at them.

Landor followed behind Lyrian with his mace at the ready. Who knows what horrors were beyond the door.

The room is cluttered with crude furnishings and the air is hazy with the smoke of a small cooking fire. Dozens of yellowed skulls are suspended from the ceiling by fraying ropes strung through holes punched in the bone. An orc in a ragged black robe looks up from her workbench with her face twisted in an experession of sheer rage! Two other orcs turn and sneer as well.

OOC Initiative!

Landor started to wonder just how many orcs there were down here. There was no time for that as they had new foes to deal with. He grasped his holy symbol and uttered a prayer to Pelor. “Pelor please guide my allies swords, so that justice may be served.”

17:11, Today: Landor Halbrek rolled 18 using 1d20+1.  Initiative .

Standard action: Cast Bless on group
Move action: move further into the room in front of Lyrian.

Gar, seeing the orcs, narrowed his eyes, but once he saw the orc in the robe, his mind became fixated on him. In the past, Gar had bad experiences with magic users, and even though most of his orcish kin hated magic users, his hatred was justified to the point of obsession. The warrior ran in, screaming, swinging his great axe in a wide arc.

<OOC:
Gar Irontooth rolled 11 using 1d20+1.  iniative.

Gar Irontooth rolled 10 using 1d20+8.  attack - greataxe.
Gar Irontooth rolled 13 using 1d12+5.  damage - greataxe.>

Lyrian saw Gar run in, and saw her chance to prove herself.  She dashed in after him, flipping and turning to get behind Gar's foe, hopefully in a good spot to slip a blade between a murderer's ribs!

OOC:  Move and Tumble to flanking position with Gar.  If possible (enough movement left), sneak attack, with pitiful result.
19:20, Today: Lyrian Swift rolled 10 using 1d20+3.  Initiative.
19:23, Today: Lyrian Swift rolled 16 using 1d20+10.  Tumble check.
19:23, Today: Lyrian Swift rolled 9 using 1d20+7.  Sneak attack with +1 rapier.

Taking in the sight of another set of orcs, he began spinning his sling and aimed a stone right at the robed orc's forehead, but he didn't enter the room just yet as he knew that he would most likely gett in the way.

02:55, Today: Perrin Stryfelaughter rolled 18 using 1d20+3. Initiative Roll.
02:57, Today: Perrin Stryfelaughter rolled 17 using 1d20+6.  Sling Attack vs. AC of Orc.
02:57, Today: Perrin Stryfelaughter rolled 3 using 1d3.  Bludgeoning Damage.

The cleric casts his spell.

Perrin uses his sling and hits the orc shaman.

The orcs growl and they charge at the doorway! They raise their greataxes and flank Gar but they miss him.

Tai tumbles into the room, drawing his sword and attacks the orc shaman! His blade takes off the head of the shaman with a single chop!

Gar misses the orc.

Lyrian gets behind the orc and stabs him, killing it.

Group is up
Lan (18)
Perrin (18)
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Orc (18)
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Tai (12)
Gar (11)
Lyrian (10)
Orc Shaman (08) DEAD
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Landor moved to get into a flanking position with Gar on the last orc and landed a mighty blow.

15:11, Today: Landor Halbrek rolled 10 using 1d8+4.  Damage if not crit.
15:11, Today: Landor Halbrek rolled 18 using 2d8+8.  Damage if crit .
15:10, Today: Landor Halbrek rolled 12 using 1d20+8.  Crit confirm.
15:10, Today: Landor Halbrek rolled 28 using 1d20+8.  Attack with flank.

The crit confirm should be 13 instead of 12 because of Bless

Move action: move to flank with Gar
Standard action: attack last orc with mace

The last orc is killed by the cleric. Tai looks over, and wipes the blade off on the corpse of the dead shaman. He whistles and looks around.

Lyrian breathes out slowly, very glad they had not let the orc shaman do any tricks.  She hoped the author of the region's recent misery was because of their martial prowess, and not from any tricks, so quickly had their foes fallen.

"That went more swiftly than I had thought to expect," she says, and begins to look through the room and on the bodies for anything important.

OOC: 03:46, Today: Lyrian Swift rolled 16 using 1d20+10.  Search.

After a check of the area, the rogue finds the following:

2 Light Maces
3 Alchemist Fire
160 Silver Pieces

No armor or shields upon the three orcs.

Landor was surprised at just how efficiently that fight went. Nobody had gotten seriously injured. He looks over at Gar. “Where to next?”

Lyrian holds out the array of weapons, vials, and silver for the others to peruse.  "I would like one of the vials; you never know when you might need to make a distraction.  And don't tell me we're just left with the deep cleft into the home of horrible blood-sucking nasties?"

"As much as it may pain me, down into the void seems like our next goal," stated Perrin as he took his share of the silver (32 coins) and one of the vials. "Figured that I would take one as well since I am not one to get too close to the targets unless no other choice is available."

Lyrian sighs just a little.  "Well, I have some good silk rope, and I am very good with making knots, so I can at least make certain our descent is easy... as would be our ascent!" she says.  When they get back to the main chamber, Lyrian will break out her rope and make a secure lashing to something sturdy, and knot the rope for easy descent.

"I believe that there are some steps that lead into the void, but keep the rope handy should they suddenly stop for some reason," responded the sorcerer as he turned to exit the room and head toward the rift that they needed to now go down.

"Or if someone slips.  If it gets damp or slick down there..." Lyrian says, and then turns back to her rope-tying, trying not to think of the step becoming wet with something other than water.

Landor put his shield and mace up and grabbed one end of the rope. “I’ll go last and be the anchor in case one of the steps falls away. Gar can hold the other end, so we have a solid anchor on each end. Someone in the middle should hold up a torch.” He walks over to the edge of the rift and waits for the others to start stepping down.

Gar, nodding and placing his axe on his back, nodded at landor wisdom. He grabs one mace and attaches it to his bellt.....he wasn't one o use such weapons, but he wanted to make sure that every option was covered, and he had heard of undead beasts that resisted te edges of blades and axes.

Gar went to the edge and looked down. He turned and looked at the group. "Wait until I reach the bottom, I will check and then call if safe. If I don't call then come slowly. If I yell, don't wait for me." He looks at tai and smiles. You follow the girl and Perrin.....keep our healer safe here "

He then sighs and descends into the darkness
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The kenku doesn't get why they are tying themselves to eachother to go down the rift. He whistles, and starts to head down without the rope.

"It seems like Tai thinks that it is safe enough without the rope, but I can act as the torch bearer of sorts," stated Perrin as he pulled out one of the stones that he had for his sling and cast Light on it to create a torch for the trip down.

Lyrian had her hand crossbow knocked and at the ready, and headed down within arm's reach of the rope.  Hopefully all would be well, but a little paranoia and preparation wouldn't hurt anything.  She kept her eyes and ears pricked for danger as they entered the rift...

Landor would go last in the procession that went down the hole. He had his mace at the ready but held the end of the rope just in case.

The narrow crevasse winds down quite a long ways, twisting and turning. The floor has been cut into hundreds of shallow steps but the walls and ceiling are still natural rock. About 60 feet down a rushing stream spills down from a narrow crack to your left and crosses the stairway, dissapearing into a narrow, winding tunnel to your right. THe rill is only about 2 or 3 feat wide. It looks like the group can follow the stream but will have to go underwater, removing any torchlight or keep following the stairs.

Landor looks to the group. “Do you wanna go swimming or keep going down the stairs and come back later?”

The barbarian looked at the water with a shiver. "i say we keep walking. swimming is for fish and they aren't burdened with armor or weapons. plus, in a dark cave, being wet and cold can lead to death"

In truth, Gar was not one who liked swimming...in fact he had a bit of fear when in water. When on labd you could ser danger...in water it could lurk right up to you and drag you down, stealing air and your very life.

The half orc sniffed abd made for the stairs

Lyrian looked at the long stairs going down, then at the river, and sighed.  "Well, I was wrong, I admit.  I thought this was going to be a lot shorter.  Let me go grab my rope from the top so we'll have it if one of us falls in the river or the stairs suddenly end."  If no one objects, Lyrian goes to grabs her rope and stuffs in in the top of her pack, trotting back down to the rest of the group to continue down the stairs.

"We can always backtrack should going further down proves to be fruitless," commented Perrin as he followed Gar.
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Landor continues walking doem the stairs. “I can provide light if we need it. We might be going down a long ways.”

16: High Cavern

The decending fissure opens up abruptly into a very high cavern, with a ceiling easily 40 feet or more overhead. The stairway continuesto wind down, decending a ledge along the north wall of the chamber. A fast-moving stream about 5 feet wide runs across the floor of the chamber and disappears under a low stone overhang to the south, while larger passageways exit to the southeast and the northeast.

"So we have another choice to make it seems. Which way do you all think we should go," asked Perrin as he glanced at the two passageways.

"South, northeast, northwest, or down.  Where would a dwarf keep his treasure?  Down or not near water, so not the south...  The stairs were built for a reason.  I say down the stairs!" Lyrian says, thinking out loud.

The orc blooded warrior liked the reasoning of the woman, and smiled. "I agree....stairs seems the best choice to me."

Landor looks ahead and sees the different paths. “I think we should go down the nearest passageway.”

"Let's just head down that one," commented Perrin as he pointed toward the eastern passage.

Landor nods. “Sounds good to me.”

Gar nods and continues doen the indicated passage without a word

21: The Orc Tunnel

Tai moves up front once a decision was made.

Several passages branch away from this large, high ceilinged cavern. To the north, a 10-foot wide, square mouthed tunnel shows that someone or something has been at work in these caves. A strong gate of tough-hewn timber blocks a small passage to the northeast. Three other passageways wind off towards the south. A heavy, animal smell lingers in the air.

Lyrian nods when the gate comes into view.  A hewn passageway, a well-made gate: they were on the track of something.  "Well, at least we know there's something that someone felt worth protecting down here.  Let me see if there's something obvious to open the gate..."  She cautiously approaches it, and then searches it thoroughly.

OOC: 22:52, Today: Lyrian Swift rolled 30 using 1d20+11.  Search.

The group enters the cavern. Two troglodytes pop up near the gated area. They open the gate and a roar is heard. A massive bear slams into Lyrian, ripping into her face!

OOC
Take 13 damage Lyrian.

Initiative!

Lyrian is the only one near the gate. Everyone is 40' away. Trogs are about 10' away from Lyrian, bout 30' from the group.

Lyrian gasps at the pain and sudden, mortal danger.  Any heroic thoughts of single-handedly tricking the bear or the troglodytes was driven out of her by the power of the single attack.  She looked around frantically, trying find the nearest place of safety to retreat to, then eeling her way there as quickly as she could!


OOC: 21:37, Today: Lyrian Swift rolled 10 using 1d20+4.  Initiative.
I want to move to someplace safe - preferably behind the party, but if because of people moving that ends up being a crowded field, she'll use Tumble to get there more safely.
22:14, Today: Lyrian Swift rolled 33 using 1d20+13.  Tumble check.

"Well, that is unfortunate," muttered Perrin as he took in the sight of the Trogolodytes and the bear. Muttering a few words, he unleashes a pair of darts at one of the trogolodytes.

06:15, Today: Perrin Stryfelaughter rolled 11 using 1d20+3. Initiative Roll.
06:44, Today: Perrin Stryfelaughter rolled 7 using 2d4+2.  Magic Missile Damage.

Gar, seeing the woman fall, growled a gutteral sound and wades in axe swinging

<OOC:Gar will run in and attack the closest enemy

Gar Irontooth rolled 18 using 1d20+1.  iniative.
Gar Irontooth rolled 13 using 1d20+7.  att6ack - greataxe.>