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    Derendil
    Quaggoth Barbarian/Abjurer
    AC: 13 HP: 13/26
    PP: 10 PIv: 12 PIs: 10
    Conditions:
    Concentrating on: Rage (7 Rounds)

    Derendil watches the half-elf execute his enemy, and a shiver of animalistic pleasure tingles us his spine- the feeling of knowing your enemy is conquered, and you have outlasted them. But the fight is not over. The quaggoth sniffs the air, scenting great amounts of blood back in the direction of the cell. Go! Go you infernal beast! Allies could be dying back there! The prince frantically tried to seize control of his own body, but the bloodlust of the savage was still upon him. But there was no need to worry- while the elf wanted to go back to aid allies, the quaggoth wanted to go back to spill more blood. Charging back across the bridge and picking up speed, Derendil launched himself at the giant spider with a roar of challenge, bringing down his sharp claws in a strike meant to rip and tear the arachnid open.

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    Moving back to the bridge. To hit on the spider- (1d20+5)[21] and (1d6+5)[10] damage. (1d6)[5] in case of a crit.
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    In a single step, Nilvae crosses the gap of the bridge, appearing next to Ront and Dworic as if from thin air. She slips past the two muscled brutes to clamber up the ladder behind Borthan, but the two of them soon find themselves a little tangled up as she tries to slip past to reach the trapdoor.

    Barreling past them, Derendil leaps upon the spider with deadly claws, pinning it to the wood of the bridge through its segmented body. The creature twitches a little, but the fight seems to have left it.


    Spluttering on the fungal mixture forced down his throat, Buppido launches up from his sitting position, coughing Stool's protrusions out of his mouth and glaring up at the quaggoth. Buppido reaches for his shiv, tutting his tongue at the menacing monster. "You are going to-" his words are cut off as Sarith drives his weapons into the quaggoth's back and it topples once more. "Nevermind. Best finish the job this time..." he murmurs softly to himself.

    With the fighting over, Buppido scoops his shiv off of the ground and sets to slitting throats of those still breathing, before they get up once again.

    Shuushar looks away from the grim task, stepping towards those gathered at the bridge. "Perhabls we could block some of blem up?" he suggests to Eldeth and Turvy, motioning a webbed hand at the cell door.

    "Uh," Turvy stammers a little, put on the spot. "Somebody else's call put out the fire please."


    Finishing their ascendance up the ladder, Borthan and Nilvae enter the armory. It is a small circular room which contains a ring of wooden chests. They are unlocked and looted easily, yielding their contents.

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    Each of the 3 (accessible) drow warriors has on them:
    -1 Shortsword
    -1 Dagger
    -1 Hand Crossbow
    -15 crossbow bolts
    -5 crossbow bolts coated in Drow Poison
    -1 Chain Shirt

    Borthan has a weapon that the drow warrior who fell in the web had on him, but the rest of his equipment is down with him.

    Kronryn has:
    -1 Shortsword
    -1 Dagger
    -1 Hand Crossbow
    -15 crossbow bolts
    -5 crossbow bolts coated in Drow Poison
    -1 suit of Studded Leather armor
    -1 Shield

    (Some of the above has already been taken)

    They have 38 gp, 20 sp in pocket change on them altogether.

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    With a container, such as some mugs the drow were drinking from in their guard post, venom could be extracted from the giant spider. It would retain its potency only for a short while (until next long rest) unless put in a properly sealed and stoppered container.

    Succeeding the check produces 2 doses of Giant Spider venom. Exceeding the check by 5 or more produces 4 doses of venom.


    The armory contains:
    -6 Chain Shirts
    -6 suits of Studded Leather Armor
    -6 Shields
    -6 Hand Crossbows
    -20 cases of crossbow bolts, containing 20 bolts each
    -6 Shortswords
    -10 Daggers
    -6 bags of Caltrops
    -4 100-foot long coils of silk rope
    -2 carpentry hammers (clubs if used as a weapon)
    -2 bags of pitons, with 10 pitons in each bag


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    Nilvae teleports past the spider and fire into the stalactite, climbing up the ladder behind Borthan. Unfortunately, he is blocking the way up.
    Stool heals Buppido for 11 hit points.
    Sarith strikes Quaggoth for an 11 damage sneak attack that KOs, his offhand attack instead dealing an automatic crit for 2 failed death saves.
    Derendil rips and tears the Giant Spider for 10 damage, which KOs it.

    All enemies are down. Combat has ended, for the moment, and the party has free reign of the immediate area to put down their enemies as needed. Initiative order will be saved for when it continues.


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    Brutus - 21
    Duskryn - 21
    Buppido - 20

    Drow Elites - 20

    Jimjar - 19
    Borthan - 18
    Topsy - 15
    Mr. Spide - 15

    Quaggoth - 12

    Nilvae - 11
    Derendil - 11
    Sarith - 10
    Stool - 10

    Drow Warriors - 10
    Asha - 10

    Eldeth - 8
    Dworic - 8

    Ilvara - 8
    Shoor - 8

    Ront - 7

    Giant Spiders - 6

    Turvy - 4
    Faedryl - 3
    Shuushar - 2
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  3. - Top - End - #183
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    Borthan Zuek
    Half-Drow Ranger
    AC: 16 HP: 13/29
    PP: 14 PIv: 9 PIs: 14
    Conditions:
    Concentrating on:

    Borthan grins as he and Nilvae get into the armory. Without further ado, he sets about looting the chests and piling their contents, putting like with like, until all the chests are empty. Sliding down the ladder, he speaks at a moderate volume so those close by can hear. Crazy Borthan's murder emporium is open for business! We've got weapons, armor, and some useful crap too. Spread the word to the others, but do it quietly. We don't want the rest of the drow to come down on us while we're suiting up.That done, Borthan turns to climb back up, but he stops, looking at Kronyn's corpse. He leans down and relieves the deceased of another dagger and a fancy looking shortsword. He didn't linger to debate who deserved the trophies, instead climbing back into the armory. There he retrieved one bundle of rope (you can never have enough, in his experience) and one of the chain shirts for himself. Holding the armor in his hands, Borthan looks over at Nilvae and smiles even wider. Always wanted one of these, but my boss said it was too expensive for a mere slave. Guess he never thought I'd get some for free. He sets about putting the chain shirt on, getting used to the range of motion, and watching as the others come claim their bounty. If there was anything left he might go back for seconds.

    Derendil
    Quaggoth Barbarian/Abjurer
    AC: 17 HP: 13/26
    PP: 10 PIv: 12 PIs: 10
    Conditions: Mage Armor (8 hrs), Arcane Ward (8hp/8hp)
    Concentrating on:

    Derendil stands, withdrawing his claws from the body of the arachnid. He looks around, sniffs the air, and looks for the next target. But none presents itself. The only ones remaining standing were the prisoners from the cell he was destined for. With a massive exhale of breath, his body relaxes, and in a rush of exhaustion the prince's mind reasserted control over his body. The beast, for now, was satiated. Trembling slightly, Derendil looked over the carnage, the executions, and the blood that stained his fur, feeling himself gag. He needed a bath. He needed his spellbook. But more than anything, he needed to follow the half-blood's advice and prepare himself for the next fight. Reaching down to the studded leather armor of the jailor, he used his claws to rip off a small piece of the armor. Incanting in elvish, he felt the invisible force field of his mage armor spell clutch tight to his skin, and on top of that a slightly shimmering ward formed around the quaggoth. Immediately he felt reassured- they could do this. They could escape. Lifting the jailor's shield, he strapped it to his arm. It was unfamiliar compared to his own, even more so in this cumbersome form, but it would serve. He cleared his throat and addressed those underneath the armory in his approximation of undercommon. I am equipped enough with these claws and this shield. I will stand guard while you all prepare.

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    Faedryl Melad
    Drow Hexblade/Evoker
    AC: 17 HP: 22/22
    PP: 12 PIv: 14 PIs: 12 Sanity: 11
    Conditions: --
    Concentrating: --
    Eighth Day, Escape

    Faedryl sighs with quiet relief as the fight ends. Their first of many, no doubt, this was just the prelude, the opening salvo, but they'd done well, she thinks, as she counts up the dead. None of theirs, and 8 of the outpost. Roughly one third of their fighting strength depleted, assuming she also counts Duskryn, who seemed to still be sat on his own in the corner. They hadn't fought the priestess, so his vengeance had yet to be exacted. Probably for the best, it kept him off their back for the moment.

    She can dispel her flames at the speed of thought with no motion required other than simply letting the spell drop, but nevertheless she adds the flair of a fingersnap, allowing them to die down in an instant. She can finally step free of the 'safety' of the cell, immediately heading to the armoury in search of her equipment, and anything else useful they might have. There's clear disappointment that her spellbook and component pouch are nowhere to be found, leaving her still half-hobbled with regards to spellcasting, but she feels a lot safer with a shield strapped to her arm and the new chain shirt covering her. "That was good work." She says to those grabbing gear, clear awkwardness in her tone over praising others - she's forcing herself to do it, because that's what she expects someone in this situation would say, and she's still trying to make the 'fight together' part work. "We still have more to go, but things are looking well."

    Sarith Kzerkarit
    Drow Fighter/Rogue
    AC: 16 HP: 14/23
    PP: 14 PIv: 11 PIs: 10 Sanity: 8
    Conditions: Exhaustion (1)
    Concentrating: --

    Eighth Day, Escape

    Sarith sighs with exerted relief as the fight dies down, giving his arms a chance to rest, leaving the executions after the fight to the rest. He sits for a moment, panting softly, before realising that he has yet to see Kronryn among the living or dead. So caught up in the exchange of blows was he that he'd neglected to seek out the fool. He springs to his feet, urgency buoying him on legs that bring him face to face with the corpse of his would-be torturer and failed captor. Sarith grits his teeth, a flush of anger rushing from his belly with a fire that he didn't know was still inside of him. The blood pooling told him that he was truly dead, not merely unconscious. He'd missed it. He'd missed again. Another loss. Anger loosened he lashes out at the body, kicking it, punching it, brutalising the already dead man, just as Faedryl slides down the ladder in her stolen armour. She regards him coolly, saying nothing, but he can feel her judging gaze on his back. Was it approval? Mockery? Did it even matter? It did, he realises, and his assault slows to a stop. Emotional and physical weariness both bring it to an end.

    He strips Kronryn of gear entirely, leaving him in nothing but his smallclothes, before dragging the body to the wooden bridge and tossing him from it. Let the spiders feast, let the ooze devour. Let Kronryn vanish from this world. A world he still remained in. Outlasted. Outlived. Sarith had nothing but his life. Kronryn now had even less. The thought brings a smile to his face as he passes Faedryl by to gather equipment of his own.

    "Ilvara will send people to check us soon," Sarith offers to the others once he has claimed gear of his own. He's still missing his bow, but the crossbow would work in the meantime. "We could lay in wait for an ambush, or try to rush them before they're prepared." They had enough gear and people that they could probably succeed, though they had to be worried about being blocked off from the rest of the outpost. If the drow took down the bridges, they'd only have one way out - down.

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    Faedryl:
    1x Shield
    1x Chain shirt
    2x Dagger

    Sarith, including the combat-looted items:
    1x studded leather
    1x Shortsword
    1x Dagger
    1x Hand crossbow
    10 x poison bolts
    60 x normal bolts

    Updated on sheets

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    Rolling his shoulders and cracking his neck, Ront forces his tired body forwards and climbs up the ladder to browse Borthan's 'emporium' himself. Plucking a chain shirt from the floor, he holds it up to his body. It is sized much to small for him, his bulging arms and broad shoulders dwarfing the sleek elven armor. With a grunt, he tosses it aside to someone else and picks up a set of studded leather. It, at least, has straps that he can adjust. After looking at the piddly pig-stickers the drow have to offer, he straps a shield to his arm and picks up a hand crossbow, hanging it off of a quiver of a few bolts - just in case. Then he slides down the ladder to stand near the bridge forward.

    The orc stares at Derendil, gnawing at his lip. He doesn't seem to understand much, if at all, of what is being said. Turning to Dworic, he asks in rough surface Common, "Kill them all?"


    As the flames subside, Turvy scuttles over the dying spider and over the bridge, joining Faedryl as she goes up to get equipped. His sister is not far behind him, the two gnomes sift through the options. Faedryl can well recognize the disappointment on the male gnomes' face when he finds no spellbook, for it mirrors her own. "I think I'll just stick with my spells," he tells his sister, but she picks up a dagger and shoves it into his hands. "Don't be daft. If we run into faerzress you'll be vulnerable." "a," is all he says, awkwardly holding the weapon and finding somewhere to attach the sheathe. His sister plucks a few lightweight daggers out for herself and twirls them, using one of the dead drows' belts as a makeshift bandolier. "Besides, knives are useful for all kinds of things. Never leave home without a knife."


    Picking up a hand crossbow and some ammunition from the drow near the quaggoth den, Jimjar steps away and leans against the wall near their cell, keeping out of the crowd around the guard station and armory. He flashes a pearly white smile at Eldeth, idly flipping a gold coin between his fingers in a display of legerdemain, but otherwise leaving the group to settle their own accounts.


    No one seems keen on stopping Buppido's smooth and methodical slicing of every still-breathing throat that had opposed them, so Shuushar quietly walks to the armory, not be begrudging this victory over their captors. Sliding on a chain shirt that's slightly too large for his short and thin frame, he also picks up a shield. The kuo-toa shows no interest in arming with a weapon as he descends to stand near Derendil. A webbed finger softly taps the quaggoth's side, and he asks in a burbling voice, "Would you allow me blo mend your wounds?"


    At last, Buppido squats among the messy business to the north. The derro moves at his own pace, slowly and carefully carving open the chest of one of the dead drow to pry open the ribs by force. In bloodstained hands he takes up the heart of his enemy, standing up and leaning his head back with eyes closed. With his stone shiv he tears a hole within the muscular organ and lets the blood wash over his hand, then begins drawing his fingers across his face, perhaps the one place on him not yet totally drenched in blood. It leaves smears across his cheeks like warpaint, and lastly he takes a deep bite of the organ in his hand.

    "Drink deep the strength of the fallen, and you have no need for armor." His soft-spoken words are heard only by Stool, the one nearest him, but it's unclear if they are to the myconid or to himself. Buppido offers his healer only a serene smile before dropping the bitten heart behind him and walking back to the group. There is no attempt to armor up, and he seems perfectly satisfied with the cutting tool in his hand. Taking a seat at the guards' table, Buppido takes a sip of their mug of water.

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    Ront:
    1 Studded Leather
    1 Shield
    1 Hand Crossbow
    10 bolts (normal)

    Turvy:
    1 Dagger

    Topsy:
    1 Studded Leather
    4 Daggers

    Jimjar:
    1 Hand Crossbow
    5 bolts (poisoned)
    20 bolts (normal)

    Shuushar:
    1 Chain Shirt
    1 Shield

    Buppido:
    The blood of his enemies
    Nothing

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    Nilvae
    Half-Elf Warlock
    AC: 15 HP: 23/23
    PP: 12 PIv: 11 PIs: 12 San: 7 (-1)
    Conditions: Mask of Many Faces (Kronryn)
    Concentration: -

    Nilvae was joyed to find some armor even though the practical if elegant drow style was not her first choice. Not enough flower motifs, and certainly too little flourishes. She also took a dagger, a shortsword and a handcrossbow. She raises her hand and moves it in front of her face, revealing Kronryn's visage to Borthan. This could prove useful. After some consideration, she changes the glamor a bit to include a hood. When a random drow guard is better suited, I can switch. she says, switching from the faces of three different drow, each less distinguishable than the last, but all male.

    Nilvae looked around with Borthan who was so happy to finally find tools to murder people. The woman found that a bit weird. Now that they were free, her second thought was about her pets. Mr Spide and Muttley must be here somewhere! I will not leave without them. she says with the deep baritone of a typical drow but her typical easily excitable manner.

    Stool
    Myconid Druid
    AC: 13 (bucket armor) HP: 28/28
    PP: 15 PIv: 9 PIs: 13 San: 12
    Conditions: -
    Concentration: -

    Friend healthy? Stool happy! it appears in Buppido's mind. Stool shimmies about, looking for a suitably large pot lid or other shield. He takes a hammer suitable for his enchantments. The small fungus fiddles with the head, removing the metal piece from it, wielding just the stick. Happy with his improvement, he stashes the small stick into his side, where it sticks between his body and hyphae. He was just an amalgamation of spores after all.

    Waddling over to Nilvae, he claims. Cannot be Prince, elf. Cannot be if real prince is here. Want to dispose of body. he messages all, in the happiest and most cheerful sound one can imagine. The tiny shroom tries to push Kronryn off the cliff, but struggles to even push the slender elf a few inches. Sadly he addsCannot push, and cannot eat such healthy meat, not this much and not so fast.

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    Claimed items.
    Studded Leather (drow)
    Shortsword
    dagger
    Hand Crossbow
    10 Bolts, 1 poisoned
    2 bags of caltrops

    1 hammer without its head

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    Faedryl Melad
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    AC: 17 HP: 22/22
    PP: 12 PIv: 14 PIs: 12 Sanity: 11
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    Concentrating: --

    Eighth Day, Escape

    She doesn't know what a "Mr Spide" or "Muttley" are (were, potentially) but Faedryl sees no reason to entertain the idea of leaving before the work here was done. Stolen arms and armour would take them only a short distance, they needed traveling supplies - supplies that were in the outpost proper, and as much of a lead on any pursuers as they could get. Easier to be rid of pursuers if you'd already killed them all. "We're going to take the outpost," Faedryl replies to Nilvae-Kronryn, her voice self-assured. Any adrenaline from the battle has worn thin with the gear collection. She nods in Ront's direction, echoing his words. "Kill them all."

    She wonders, idly, if any of the guards surrendered - if Duskryn surrendered - if she'd let them live. The likelihood of a surrender was slim to none, but would she take mercy? Could she even give it? The rest of the prisoners probably wouldn't, so perhaps it didn't matter, and worrying about hypotheticals seemed a waste of time right now.

    Sarith Kzerkarit
    Drow Fighter/Rogue
    AC: 16 HP: 14/23
    PP: 14 PIv: 11 PIs: 10 Sanity: 8
    Conditions: Exhaustion (1)
    Concentrating: --

    Eighth Day, Escape

    Sarith watches the myconid with barely concealed distrust. Words and words it said, childlike and 'innocent', but beneath them Sarith is sure he can feel the undercurrent of a malevolent intelligence. Myconids were alien in nature. A person he could understand, they had desires and wants and hatreds, but myconids were far removed from anything drow or other, lesser, races wanted, and that made them dangerous. Untrustworthy. He pushes it away though, it was still his only link to his madness, for now. If the myconid provokes distrust, then the derro provokes disgust. It seemed almost beastial in its consumption of the innards. Revolting.
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    In the quaggoth den, among the bones of their meals, Stool finds some digging equipment still sitting around - including a hammer suitable to its stick-related needs.

    After all equipment has been gathered and claimed, the gnome twins sit above in the trapdoor so as to make more room in the cramped space of the guard post below. "That's a smart idea, stealing the drow's face with an illusion," Topsy compliments, when she sees Nilvae's plan coming together. "With the waterfall to muffle sound they must not know we're free yet. Otherwise the quaggoth guards would have come running."

    "Why not send a new guard shift in," Buppido suggests calmly while he takes another sip of water.

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    The unconscious spiders below on the web, previously incapacitated by the buzzing of the demons, are starting to twitch and come to.

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    Borthan Zuek
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    AC: 16 HP: 13/29
    PP: 14 PIv: 9 PIs: 14
    Conditions:
    Concentrating on:

    As the first to start armoring himself, Borthan is the first to be done. Feeling the pains of his wounds, he still felt much better clad in iron and wielding the same. He snagged a few more daggers from the dead drow in case he was relegated to backline duty by further wounds. Descending the ladder, he was disgusted (but not shocked) to see the derro reveling in blood and gore. He was relieved, in a small way. He'd almost begun to buy that meticulous grooming and polite language. This just confirmed what he already knew- that creature was trouble. Taking a moment to make final sure his weapons were strapped and ready, he gave Buppido a lingering look of acknowledgement before turning to see the myconid budling trying to push Kronyn's corpse over the edge of the cliff. Smiling, he walked over. When Nilvae began making faces at him, he grinned. We'll get your damn pets back. And I can pull the same trick, if you need another guard. One of my many talents. But I can't do it often. Do you need another friendly face to pull this off? Then he scooted down on one knee, and added his muscle to the efforts of the mushroom. He had to admit he looked adorable in the makeshift armor wielding the haft of a hammer. But after seeing the way his spores ate away at the quaggoth, he knew better than to underestimate.Lemme help little guy. Here's hoping that if those other spiders come to, they'll enjoy our special friend here long enough for us to be long gone. He didn't revel in his kills like the insane derro, but it did feel good to push Kronyn's corpse off a cliff. When Faedryl declared her intent for the outpost, Borthan shrugged. Fine with me, but if this all goes to hell we make a run for the lift. And some of you strong guys, help carry more of this rope. If they're smart they'll cut the lift before we can take it, and if that happens there's only one way down.

    Derendil
    Quaggoth Barbarian/Abjurer
    AC: 17 HP: 13/26
    PP: 10 PIv: 12 PIs: 10
    Conditions: Mage Armor (8 hrs), Arcane Ward (8hp/8hp)
    Concentrating on:

    Derendil cringed away from the display of the derro, closing his eyes and snarling under his breath. Such savagery was... well unbecoming to say the least and absolutely disgusting at worst. Then he remembered the blood that was rapidly drying into his fur and his revulsion only grew. To think that he could be reduced to this. Murdering, even if it was the hated dark elves, was never his preference. But there was no way he was going to get back to his lands and his father's throne without utilizing every tool at hand. And if that meant he had to claw his way back to the surface, so be it. Thankfully he still had his spells prepared, and his most important one required no components to use. He waited, watching anxiously, as the motely crew of prisoners began to unite towards a single purpose again.
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    Nilvae
    Half-Elf Warlock
    AC: 15 HP: 23/23
    PP: 12 PIv: 11 PIs: 12 San: 7 (-1)
    Conditions: Mask of Many Faces (Kronryn, 1h), Beast Speech (1h)
    Concentration: -

    The half-elf narrows her eyes as she tries to listen. A familiar chitter is heard. She thinks it to be Mr Spide, and incants another fey arcanum, easily understood to be a simple spell to communicate with animals. Nilvae chitters back into the crowd. You hear a clicking of mandibles where there are none. If the previous cheerful drow male was disconcerting, the drow male chittering to his pet spiders was just plain weird.

    She then turns to Borthan and shrugs. We could pose as the only survivors of the demon onslaught. I have a way of convincing people, if you help me.

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    You down there. There are monsters about, vanish or be eaten! But before you go, can you point me to the direction of some odd spider? It is one that transforms into an ugly surface horse. Like Rothe, but stronger and less meat. I will take it with me, so your masters focus their prices and treats on you again.


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    Stool
    Myconid Druid
    AC: 13 (bucket armor) HP: 28/28
    PP: 15 PIv: 9 PIs: 13 San: 12
    Conditions: -
    Concentration: -

    Seeing the heart offered to eat, Stool immediately understood. Eat stuff, become stronger is also myconid way. The creature exudes a cloud of blue vapor, that sets itself onto the heart and immediately starts to dissolve the meat. In a matter of seconds, it smells like rotten flesh, and Stool devours the thing whole, with only strings of rotten meat and coagulated blood hanging from its "mouth".

    Stool then notes the eyes Sarith gives him and waddles over. This one does not trust Stool. Why? We are friend. the amalgation of hyphae, spores says as it closes in with a poop bucket on its head, reeking off all kinds of things. It was pretty adorable still even if its cute charm was muffled in refuse and gore. Not waiting for the answer, Stool exudes a cloud of familiar spores, to be inhaled by everyone, willing or no.

    Stool reverberates in everyone's thoughts. Maybe we talk with mind? Concentrate on person you want to hear, and it hears it in its mind. We are linked by the song of Psilofyr. Indeed, you all can suddenly hear a small hum. One on a level that would are certain you were unable to hear before. It is however not clear, but instead sounds like it is drowning in a sea of mud. Is song of wilds, of Underdark. But is muffled. Maybe big flies ruin it.

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    When Borthan descends again, Shuushar takes note that he, too, is rather badly injured. But before the kuo-toa can begin healing either Borthan or Derendil, the spiders begin to stir. Nilvae attempts to communicate, the indecipherable chittering clicking and clacking under the sound of the waterfall nearby.

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    "Such pity, the servants have perished," one of the spiders bemoans, near the fallen corpse of Kronryn. "Sisters! My sisters, there are intruders!" her voice is high pitched and shrill to Nilvae's ear.

    "Who speaks in the tongue of Lolth now, among dead servants, sister?" the second spider calls back after Nilvae calls out to them.

    "Slaves freed, walking unchained. I see them sister," the first spider answers, looking up at the bridge from which Kronryn was dropped.


    The spiders begin moving towards the stalactite and cave walls, to climb up and confront the escapees.

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    As Nilvae is the one that can understand the spiders' aggression, Initiative begins on her turn count - after her, Derendil, Sarith, and Stool can also act. Since there are no (present/aware) enemies right now between them, Dworic and Eldeth can also act in this block.

    Since about 10 minutes passed between the initial combat and the continuation, Dworic and Eldeth can still equip themselves as they please in the past, before combat started again.


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    Brutus - 21
    Duskryn - 21
    Buppido - 20

    Drow Elites - 20

    Jimjar - 19
    Borthan - 18
    Topsy - 15
    Mr. Spide - 15

    Quaggoth - 12

    Nilvae - 11
    Derendil - 11
    Sarith - 10
    Stool - 10

    Drow Warriors - 10
    Asha - 10

    Eldeth - 8
    Dworic - 8

    Ilvara - 8
    Shoor - 8

    Ront - 7

    Giant Spiders - 6

    Turvy - 4
    Faedryl - 3
    Shuushar - 2

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    Nilvae
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    PP: 12 PIv: 11 PIs: 12 San: 7 (-1)
    Conditions: Mask of Many Faces (Kronryn, 1h), Beast Speech (1h)
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    Looking down the chasm, the half-elf-turned-drow points down, and with magical reverberation marks another set of stones with lime green light. LIME IS EVIL! THESE SPIDERS ARE SERVANTS OF LOLTH! she shrieks in a tone wholly unnatural for a male drow prince and throws a rock.

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    Stool
    Myconid Druid
    AC: 13 (bucket armor) HP: 28/28
    PP: 15 PIv: 9 PIs: 13 San: 12
    Conditions: -
    Concentration: -

    Stool also reacts by sending out a small stream of spores, eating away at the closer spider's orifices.

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    Sarith Kzerkarit
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    AC: 16 HP: 14/23
    PP: 14 PIv: 11 PIs: 10 Sanity: 8
    Conditions: Exhaustion (1)
    Concentrating: --


    Eighth Day, Escape

    It seemed to Sarith like they'd just deliberately attracted the attention of the spiders for no good reason, which seemed at odds with the prisoner's stated plans of escape - why invite further conflict when they were already wearied and injured? Still, what was done was done, and though spiders were Lolth's children he saw no reason to feed himself to them. Languidly, lazily, he points his newly acquired crossbow at one and looses a bolt towards the arachnid assailant.

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    Action: Hand Crossbow (normal bolt) (1d20+8)[27] Damage: (1d6+4)[5]
    Bonus Action: Second Wind because I forgot to do it earlier (1d10+1)[5] heal. New HP: 19/23
    Probably no sneak attack.
    Move: Doesn't look like any movement is needed on the map.

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    Dworic Urgrimson
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    AC: 15 HP: 35/35
    PP: 13 PIv: 9 PIs: 13
    Conditions: Exhaustion (1)
    Concentrating: --

    Eight Day - Escape

    Dworic takes a moment to steady himself once the last of the drow falls. He nods at Ront in thanks for his earlier compliment but says nothing, his silent rage subsiding as his calloused fingers feel the heft of his improvised weapon. He follows the others up the ladder and takes quick stock of the items, picking up a few supplemental weapons for close quarters and a coil of rope alongside other abseiling equipment.

    He watches the discussion unfolding before him and shrugs as Ront asks him a question, replying in Common "This one is with us," he motions towards Derendil. "I'm sure there will be others to fight soon."

    Of course, as soon as he finishes speaking he hears the strange chittering sounds from the transformed half-elf-drow and the now all-too familiar sounds of spiders moving in. He grunts and moves south, hefting his club in a challenge to the approaching arachnid.

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    Move: blocking the entrance
    Action: Ready Attack vs Spider if it moves within range
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    - Attack: (1d20+5)[15]
    - Damage (1d8+3)[9]

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    - Shortsword
    - Dagger x2
    - 100' Rope
    - Hammer, bag of pitons


    Eldeth Feldrun
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    AC: 15 HP: 25/25
    PP: 13 PIv: 12 PIs: 11
    Conditions: Exhaustion (1)
    Concentrating: --

    Eight Day - Escape

    Combat over, Eldeth moves quickly to the Armory to equip herself, unconsciously seeking the company of the only other dwarf around. She pulls on a chain shirt and slings bolt cases around her now threadbare belt. "Rope is useful, and pitons," she says to no one in particular, her scout training kicking in.

    She opens her mouth to weigh in on their next move but quickly shuts it as Nilvae and some of the others move into action yet again. With a determined click of her tongue, she moves forward and levels one of her new hand crossbows at a spider and lets loose a bolt.

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    Move: position on roll20
    Action: Hand crossbow vs W Spoder
    - Attack: (1d20+5)[21]
    - Damage: (1d6+2)[6]
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    - Shortsword
    - Dagger x2
    - 100' Rope
    - Hammer, bag of pitons
    - Hand crossbow x2
    - 5 cases of bolts
    - 4 poisoned bolts (the rest available if I'm counting it correctly)
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    - 2x caltrop bags

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    Derendil
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    PP: 10 PIv: 12 PIs: 10
    Conditions: Mage Armor (8 hrs), Arcane Ward (8hp/8hp)
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    Derendil jerks when he realizes combat is upon them again, quickly moving up beside the stout dwarf on the bridge. He never thought he would fight side by side with a dwarf, but if you asked him he would have told you it was infinitely more probable that standing with a drow. Raising his shield, he began to speak to the Lolth touched beast in elvish. Pardon me, arachnid filth, but would you stay there for a moment? You see, I've forgotten to bring my boots to this fight, and I fear I'll have nothing to wear while I stomp you into goo and mashed exoskeleton. Preparing for a response, he attempts to taunt the spider into charging him, giving the dwarf an opening to skewer the creature.

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    Move onto the bridge. Dodge action. Free action to talk smack at the buggies.
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    The stone strikes exoskeleton with a cracking noise, and the spider hisses a stream of indignities at Nilvae.

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    "Sickening creature! As worthless as the male face you wear! Unworthy to feel Lolth's name upon your wriggling worm tongue!"


    Stool's spores settle into the wound, causing it to wrinkle up and crack further as decay takes root. It makes a perfect spot for Sarith to land a bolt. The length of wood spears into arachnid flesh, and the creature begins to crawl up with vengeance in mind - not at Sarith, but at the false drow speaking the goddess' name in vain. Climbing the wall up the side of the chamber, the creature stabs and swipes its fangs at Nilvae. The warlock is just able to duck back in time, keeping her balance and avoiding backstepping off of the bridge.


    On the other side of the downward hanging guard 'tower', Eldeth and the orc Ront use their crossbows to unleash their own volley upon the spider below them. The orc seems familiar with the weapon at least, holding it steady in a single hand and loosing a pinpoint shot in spite of the tired rings below his eyes. He steps back inside to begin the process of reloading.

    As the creature climbs up the wall of the stalactite, Dworic brings down his club to meet it, crunching against the arachnid's eight-eyed face. The spiteful creature answers with fangs sinking into his leg. The flesh around the bite rapidly becomes discolored by a flood of deadly venom.


    Inside of the reverse spire, Turvy climbs down the ladder and takes stock of what's going on. Through the opening that leads to their former cell he can see the spider clearly on the wall, and raises his hand with an icy glow. "Frigus," he recites, his invocation creating a beam that leaves frigid frost creeping along the spider's back.

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    Nilvae pummels Giant Spider with a Magic Stone for 4 damage.
    Stool casts Chill Touch upon Giant Spider for 2 damage.
    Sarith shoots Giant Spider for 5 damage, and heals himself for 5 with his Second Wind.
    Eldeth shoots Other Giant Spider for 6 damage.
    Dworic readies an attack.
    Derendil Dodges.
    Ront shoots Other Giant Spider for 4 damage.

    Giant Spider climbs up,
    Other Giant Spider climbs up, taking Dworic's 9 damage readied attack. It bites Dworic for 5 piercing damage and 12 poison damage. He can save for half with DC 11 Con - remember also, that dwarves have Advantage against poison.

    Turvy casts Ray of Frost on Giant Spider, dealing 4 cold damage and slowing it for a turn.

    It is Faedryl's turn!


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    Brutus - 21
    Duskryn - 21
    Buppido - 20

    Drow Elites - 20

    Jimjar - 19
    Borthan - 18
    Topsy - 15
    Mr. Spide - 15

    Quaggoth - 12

    Nilvae - 11
    Derendil - 11
    Sarith - 10
    Stool - 10

    Drow Warriors - 10
    Asha - 10

    Eldeth - 8
    Dworic - 8

    Ilvara - 8
    Shoor - 8

    Ront - 7

    Giant Spiders - 6

    Turvy - 4
    Faedryl - 3
    Shuushar - 2

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    Faedryl Melad
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    PP: 12 PIv: 14 PIs: 12 Sanity: 11
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    Eighth Day, Escape

    In her last life she'd have flayed them all for assaulting Lolth's children so pointlessly, but the spider queen gave her little succor now, and the needs of Faedryl came first. A not insignificant part sees this as beneath her - slaughtering animals like a slave might do, but a greater part of her wanted the matter dealt with quickly, quietly and ideally before additional reinforcements arrived to press them. Feeling a lot more comfortable in her acquired armour she strides past the female dwarf and unleashes a clang from her mouth against the closest spider, looking to end its life with as much mercy as she can muster. It was, still, a touch too close to them however, and she follows up with a mental shove, looking to throw it back down to the webbing.

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    Action: Cast Toll the Dead on the spider. Gotta beat a DC14 Wis save (1d20)[15]+modifiers) or take (1d12)[12] Necrotic damage.
    Bonus Action: Telekinetic Shove the nearby spider, it needs to beat a DC14 strength save (1d20)[17] (+modifiers) or be shoved 5' away from Faedryl - trying to dislodge him. In the event leftspider dies, shove will go on rightspider instead, with any movement necessary to get line of effect.



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    The telekinetic and mystical assault is weathered soundly by the creature, which pushes back against Faedryl's shove and hisses in anger.


    Unable to reach any of the wounded... aside from Buppido, who seems content to sit at the table, Shuushar moves up beside Eldeth and places a webbed hand upon her shoulder. In spite of any revulsion she might feel to the fishman, a strange moment of clarity and calm fills her. "Do as one feels one must. I obbfer subport."

    The derro looks in either direction at the crowded bridges. With the soft sigh of the lightly inconvenienced, he downs the rest of the water in his mug and steps up behind Sarith. Tilting his head, the corrupted dwarf takes aim and hurls the mug at the spider. The wood clatters against the wall beneath the spider, falling too short. Seemingly content that he has expended some effort, Buppido walks back to the table.

    From around the corner near Nilvae, Jimjar steps forward and tries to deliver a kick to the spider, but it swivels back and hisses at him. Gambling at the risk of its fangs, he flicks his hand forward and jabs a finger right into its eye, stunning the creature just long enough to withdraw his hand to safety.

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    Faedryl casts Toll the Dead, but leftspider resists.
    Faedryl's telekinetic shove is likewise resisted.
    Shuushar casts Guidance on Eldeth, granting her a d4 to spend on a d20 roll.
    Buppido throws a mug at rightspider, missing.
    Jimjar makes two unarmed strikes against rightspider, hitting with the second for a 10 damage sneak attack.

    Borthan's turn is up!


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    Brutus - 21
    Duskryn - 21
    Buppido - 20

    Drow Elites - 20

    Jimjar - 19
    Borthan - 18
    Topsy - 15
    Mr. Spide - 15

    Quaggoth - 12

    Nilvae - 11
    Derendil - 11
    Sarith - 10
    Stool - 10

    Drow Warriors - 10
    Asha - 10

    Eldeth - 8
    Dworic - 8

    Ilvara - 8
    Shoor - 8

    Ront - 7

    Giant Spiders - 6

    Turvy - 4
    Faedryl - 3
    Shuushar - 2

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    Borthan Zuek
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    PP: 14 PIv: 9 PIs: 14
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    Concentrating on:

    Borthan rose up from his pushing position with murder in his eyes. They didn't have time for this. They were already wounded. And, most of all, he was beginning to hate spiders. He stepped forward and rammed both shortswords upwards, attempting to impale the spider on his blades. Should the Lolth touched creature die, he will move back into the armory tower, looking for more water to drink while the others finish off the other arachnid.

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    The first blade flashes past the spider, but Borthan corrects his arm with the second and cuts deeply into the side of the spider's face. The arachnid loses consciousness and falls from the wall to land on the webs next to the dead drow below.

    As he sidles past the others on the bridge to get back inside, Topsy slides down the ladder to land next to her brother. "This place is too small," she points out, looking at the crowded room around her. There's nothing she can do to reach the spider on the other side of their group, so she does last adjustments on her equipment straps and waits.

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    Borthan misses rightspider with one attack, but hits with the other for 5 damage and a KO.
    Topsy is unable to reach a target.

    Nilvae, Derendil, Sarith, Stool, Dworic and Eldeth are up!


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    Duskryn - 21
    Buppido - 20

    Drow Elites - 20

    Jimjar - 19
    Borthan - 18
    Topsy - 15
    Mr. Spide - 15

    Quaggoth - 12

    Nilvae - 11
    Derendil - 11
    Sarith - 10
    Stool - 10

    Drow Warriors - 10
    Asha - 10

    Eldeth - 8
    Dworic - 8

    Ilvara - 8
    Shoor - 8

    Ront - 7

    Giant Spiders - 6

    Turvy - 4
    Faedryl - 3
    Shuushar - 2

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    Sarith Kzerkarit
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    PP: 14 PIv: 11 PIs: 10 Sanity: 8
    Conditions: Exhaustion (1)
    Concentrating: --


    Eighth Day, Escape

    The gnome was correct, there was little Sarith could do to assist with the other spider given the throng of people in his path. Instead he fills the gap with the knocked out spider, aims, and looses his second bolt, looking to put the creature out of its misery. Whether you called it a mercy kill or inflicting unnecessary additional pain probably depends on how you view Sarith. He's not quite sure which it is either, if he's totally honest with himself. Possibly a bit of both.

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    Move: Not clear if Sarith can get within 5' or if the KO'd spider has dropped away, but if he can, he gets advantage+autocrits. Moving closer either way.
    Action: Hand Crossbow (normal bolt) (1d20+8)[21] Advantage for KO? (1d20+8)[11] Damage: (1d6+4)[5] + crit (1d6)[2]
    Possible sneak attack if advantage (1d6)[3] + crit (1d6)[5]
    Bonus Action: None.


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    Nilvae
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    Conditions: Mask of Many Faces (Kronryn, 1h), Beast Speech (1h)
    Concentration: -

    Probably invoking the elegance and speed of her drow self, Nilvae dances about, stabbing the spider a few times and finishes in a rather unnnecessary flourish. Elvish blademaster! Look at me, I'm Drizz't. she adds, mocking the spider further with the name of the traitor drow.

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    Stool
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    AC: 13 (bucket armor) HP: 28/28
    PP: 15 PIv: 9 PIs: 13 San: 12
    Conditions: Shillelagh (10/10 rds.)
    Concentration: -

    The small myconid invokes the power of Psilofyr, enlarging his tiny cudgel with both of his arm's hyphae. Soon, the halfling-sized mushroom swings a weapon befitting a giant, but still with the same ease as a tiny stick.

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    Conditions: Mage Armor (8 hrs), Arcane Ward (8hp/8hp)
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    The spider firmly remained beyond Derendil's reach, much to his annoyance. Without a ranged weapon to assault it, it fell to his spell craft to strike the spider down. Whispering chants of winter in Elvish, he extends his hand and a light blue beam shot from it towards the spider, seeking to freeze it solid.

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    Ray of frost. (1d20+4)[21] to hit. (1d8)[1] cold damage on hit. Then move south west along to bridge to make room and check out what's coming next.
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    Dworic Urgrimson
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    AC: 15 HP: 35/35
    PP: 13 PIv: 9 PIs: 13
    Conditions: Exhaustion (1)
    Concentrating: --

    Eight Day - Escape

    Dworic grits his teeth as the spider's fangs sink into his flesh. He feels the all too familiar sting of poison and shrugs it off. "Back to the pits you go," he says in a low growl, hefting his improvised weapon yet again.

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    Action: Clubbing Spiders
    - Attack: (1d20)[3] | (1d20)[20] (ADV from Reckless Attack, -5 from GWM)
    - Damage: (1d8+13)[18] (+10 GWM)
    - Crit: 1 from Discord
    - Dworic whiffs the Bonus attack from GWM
    Bonus: --


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    AC: 15 HP: 25/25
    PP: 13 PIv: 12 PIs: 11
    Conditions: Exhaustion (1)
    Concentrating: --

    Eight Day - Escape

    Eldeth deftly reloads her hand crossbow before drawing her newly acquired shortswod. "We really need to get going, preferably without drawing any more undue attention," she says loudly, stabbing at the nearby spider and following through by leveling her crossbow at the spired and firing another bolt.

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    Move: draw Shortsword
    Action: Shortsword vs Leftspoder
    - Attack: (1d20+4)[6]
    - Damage: (1d6+2)[5]
    Bonus: Hand Xbow vs Leftspoder (Crossbow Expert)
    - Attack: (1d20+5)[14] (no Disadvantage within 5', ignore 1/2 and 3/4 cover)
    - Damage: (1d6+2)[5]

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    Nilvae, Stool and Sarith unleash a ranged barrage on the spider lying vulnerable below, ensuring that it shall not come to and attack them from behind. On the opposite side of the guard post, Derendil's ray freezes the spider in place for Dworic's mighty blow, knocking the spider off the wall and into unconsciousness. From there, it is a simple task to rain down another cantrip or two and end its life.

    As combat comes again to a close, Shuushar takes the opportunity to begin tending to the wounds of those inside. He goes between Buppido, Topsy, and Borthan, all of whom are in weakened condition.

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    Bort is healed for 11
    Buppido is healed for 4
    Topsy is healed for 5


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    Brutus - 21
    Duskryn - 21
    Buppido - 20

    Drow Elites - 20

    Jimjar - 19
    Borthan - 18
    Topsy - 15
    Mr. Spide - 15

    Quaggoth - 12

    Nilvae - 11
    Derendil - 11
    Sarith - 10
    Stool - 10

    Drow Warriors - 10
    Asha - 10

    Eldeth - 8
    Dworic - 8

    Ilvara - 8
    Shoor - 8

    Ront - 7

    Giant Spiders - 6

    Turvy - 4
    Faedryl - 3
    Shuushar - 2
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    Nilvae
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    AC: 15 HP: 13/23
    PP: 12 PIv: 11 PIs: 12 San: 7 (-1)
    Conditions: Mask of Many Faces (Kronryn, 1h), Beast Speech (1h)
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    Nilvae nods in respect to Dworic. I have heard of Dwarven exploits of toughness, but that defies every description, master dwarf. The dose of poison would have killed a healthy horse. No wonder drow hate you if you are this hard to poison. Nilvae subconsciously rubs the place where the bolt pierced her a good two days ago.

    Now what say you? Borthan and I go over to the rest of the outpost disguised as drow. I claim the situation is being handled but we need more guards to get it under control. Meanwhile you drop the drow into the pit and lay an ambush. Faedryl, Sarith? Could you describe their priestess to us? I don't want to accidentally run into the only person able to see through this, though I fully expect to be able to pinpoint a dignitary of Lolth to be spotted from a mile away.

    This was the longest and most calm Nilvae was in the short period she was here.

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    Faedryl Melad
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    PP: 12 PIv: 14 PIs: 12 Sanity: 11
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    Eighth Day, Escape

    The face-thief deigned to address her so casually. Perhaps her affiliation with the thinblood - 'Bort' - meant she had never learned respect for her betters, even while she paraded around as a fake drow. "Shove her," a voice whispers in the back of her mind. "Send her careening down to the water. No one will know it was you," and for a moment she really considers doing so. She bites it back though. The mockery was that of an ignorant child, but one that she could still use as a tool. Faedryl had endured far worse than this. Flatly, without emotion to betray her irritation, she simply responds back "She's not known to me, I was brought in by another group and blindfolded." She shrugs, "There won't be that many women here, just stay away from any you see." She glances over at Sarith with a smug, knowing smirk, and beyond to where Duskryn was still hiding.

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    PP: 14 PIv: 11 PIs: 10 Sanity: 8
    Conditions: Exhaustion (1)
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    Eighth Day, Escape

    Sarith is a touch more informed than Faedryl. He considers leaving the information out, but Faedryl's prompting pushes him to contribute. "There are only two females in the outpost - Ilvara, the head, and Asha, her apprentice," he drones, speaking as if to children, because they were children - he almost certainly had at least a few centuries on everyone here. He provides a brief description of both, highlighting any notable features and/or expected equipment that would differentiate the two. "There's little chance of luring Ilvara here alone, but separating the two would weaken the outpost significantly." He wasn't really sure why he was helping at this stage. Kronryn was dead and he'd lost his chance of exacting revenge. He had no particular qualms with Ilvara, she'd only done what she should. Yet...a small pit in his heart burns still. Something's pushing him forwards.

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    With a plan beginning to form, and Ront able to understand... mostly, through Stool's telepathic spores, the group begins disposing of the bodies. Using her telekinesis, Faedryl is able to forcefully shove the corpses on the webs through, and down into the drink below. It leaves a few holes in the webbing, but the obvious bodies are soon dragged under the water by the ravenous ooze.

    Ront and the gnomes begin dragging the rest of the bodies into the quaggoth den, out of sight, rather than make more disruptions on the web. Buppido instead decides to climb up the ladder into the armory and wait above, in ambush.

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    Eighth Day, Escape

    With their ambush planned, and the bodies mostly disposed of. Faedryl returns to their cell, grimacing ever so slightly as the anti-casting field sets in over her once more. It felt like one of her senses was dulled, as if blood wasn't quite flowing through part of her consciousness. Duskryn was still there, of course. Useless. "The fight continues, though at our pace now." She tells him calmly, concisely. "If we don't succeed, your staying alive will be an obvious contradiction. You will fall under suspicion that we had you at our mercy and yet live." She makes no threatening motions, or indeed any motions at all, save for crossing her arms and leaning back against the cave wall, relaxed as she waits for the bait to be set. Confident. Assured. Hungry also, though that wasn't obvious from her stance. "The other prisoners will not let you be if you do not help. The choice is yours." She says it flatly, disinterested. Recruiting him would help them, of course, but if he wanted to do nothing and then face execution at the hands of either the (former) prisoners or the outpost, who was she to tell him otherwise?

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    Eighth Day, Escape

    Sarith follows Buppido into the armoury, not out of any kinship or appreciation for the disturbing derro-fellow, merely because it seemed the optimal position to lie in wait as an ambush. He doesn't engage Buppido at all - the 'man' still stinks of the fresh blood on his face. Revolting.

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    Borthan Zuek
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    Borthan takes a moment to collect himself as Shuushar's fishy hand begins to run over his wounds. He breathes easy as the pain recedes and he finds himself with only some nasty bruises. Thanks, fish man. This should help a lot. He spins the blades in his hands, then sheathes them both. He flushed a little bit- he wasn't used to casting spells with an audience. Under his breath he muttered Drowdrowdrow... in Dwarvish, and suddenly he is shrouded by the form of one of the guards who now resides in the quaggoth cells, mirroring his features exactly. He takes a moment to look at himself, fascinated slightly as his brown skin shifts to be the dark violet of a dark elf. Well, might as well get going... He falls into step behind Nilvae, trying to keep his features stoic. His nerves were up- this was suspiciously close to how things went when the dark elves captured him. Swallowing, he prayed to Sylvanus that this wouldn't be a repeat.

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    Derendil, spotting the gnome hiding at the top of the ladder, climbs up himself and assumes a crouched position near the edge of the trapdoor, waiting to jump down and surprise any patrol that comes their way.
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