*Anomen will attempt to grab one of the two children and use it as a shield to force the evil dwarven women into a parley (OOC: seriously, what are we going to do with the children once we kill the women)*
The room goes quiet. It is crowded in here, what with the table, 12 stools and 12 wooden-framed beds. The two women are wearing chain mail, and they each have a spear and hammer. One of the women is wearing violet garnet earrings (worth 120 gp for the pair), and the other wears a broad copper belt decorated with ornamental stones (worth 60 gp).
After a short time, there is no response to the screaming kids. Perhaps the Duergar have more to work about right now?
Alora doesn't feel good about what just happened and isn't going to take the earrings or the belt. "I think we should go before they come back. And we need to find somewhere to rest because I just got stabbed again and I don't feel well."
When the party is ready she will head back to the corridor heading west.
Alora still isn't convinced this is a good idea but agrees to rest here. While Anomen is keeping watch she tries to get to sleep, clutching her lucky rabbit's foot for comfort.
"Thank you Jaheira, I feel a bit better now," says Alora who is still feeling sorry for herself. "Does everyone want to stay resting or shall we get back to trying to find a way out?"
50' down the corridor, it splits. Part heads north, ending in a door, while the rest continues to head west. Up ahead, you see a dark entrance that opens out into an equally dark chamber. Framed in the doorway and facing away from you is the swaying skeleton of a huge snake with a human skull for a head.
Beyond the skeleton, eyes glazed and apparently rooted to the spot is a tiny man dressed in green. (When I say "tiny", I mean he's about 2' tall.)
Comments
OOC: come on minion don’t let me down.
Minion, roll 1d20 for attack.
Minion, roll 1d20 for Alora strikes back
Minion, roll 1d20 for Ajantis Attack
Minion, roll 1d20 for Arkanis curse-boosted attack
Minion, roll 1d8 for Arkanis Damage
Ajantis kills the second female Duergar
The three children run past you out of the room, yelling all the way.
After a short time, there is no response to the screaming kids. Perhaps the Duergar have more to work about right now?
When the party is ready she will head back to the corridor heading west.
"Heaves one of the dead dwarves out the door we came in.*
Minion, roll 1d8 for Cure Light Wounds
Beyond the skeleton, eyes glazed and apparently rooted to the spot is a tiny man dressed in green. (When I say "tiny", I mean he's about 2' tall.)
Alora looks at the little man. "Is that a leprechaun?" she whispers. "I thought they were supposed to be lucky? He doesn't look very lucky to me."