In the darkness...DC: 20 To break the chain from the wall. Pariah rolled an 8+3 =11
Pull and tug as he might, the chain remained fixed firmly into the stone, and after some time straining, Duxo sighed and slumped back onto the ground. The Sen-Rabbin smiled in empathy, rubbing his head as he spoke, "Yeah, I tried that too, Duxo Ish - slipped on the stone and brained myself for my effort! I'm Tar-Sul. I'd shake your hand but... you know." Tar-Sul jingled the chains that connected him to the wall as well. "The bastards. Why are YOU
here? What did you do to 'em?"
Entering the cave mouth...
True to Zelas's words, Sigurd took the lead with his longsword out, entering the blackened maw of the cave with a practiced calm and readiness that the Knights of Ralkhara were renowned for. Directly behind him walked Auxzali, the stoic cleric of Axtrami sharing a calmness not dissimilar to Sigurd. The Ouzquin Dremorix had his Ouzala out and at the ready. Nim-ty-Lyn and Zelas both took the rear. Somehow - perhaps since she was local and from a town not far from the muck - Nim had managed to remain fairly clean and dry in spite of the journey. She held her crossbow tightly, an expression of concentration plastered over her face. Zelas silently wished for a chance to take a nip of spirits to take the edge off his nerves - in fact, he even considered asking Sigurd if he could pop open that bottle of wine - the Mur-Nutab winery was known to him, and he knew it would be a good drop!
Inside, the cave turned into a wide tunnel with a slight downward slope. Stalactites dripped slow droplets of water onto the ground with a harmonious 'plink, plunk' and natural earthen rubble and boulders lay scattered throughout the cave. At the far end, it appeared the cave veered off into two directions. Sigurd had not taken three steps into the cave when he heard the scrabbling, though, followed by a threatening 'screech!'.
Atop the boulder directly before him stood a giant rat which hissed and screeched a warning at him. But it was enormous! It was a variety Nim-ty-Lyn had dealt with before in the Muck; she knew their ferocious reputation and their tendancy to be very aggressive towards humans. A second and third rat rolled out from behind the boulder, each tugging at one end of what appeared to be a suspiciously human bone. Upon seeing the intruders to the cave, though, they dropped the bone and turned towards the party. More scrabbling could be heard further back in the cave; another two of the verminous beasts!COMBAT!
Okay. Inititative rolls!
1) Giant Rats: 18
2) Gossamer: 17
3) Valadaar and Echomirage: 12
4) Caesar193: 11
The rats were extremely aggressive and wasted no time: Immediately, the one atop the boulder leapt at Sigurd, spittle flying from it's stretched jaw. It's jaws struck home... right onto the edge of the Knight's raised shield. It's teeth finding nothing but metal, the rat hissed viciously.
The second and third rat left their bone forgotten on the ground and charged straight past Sigurd. their beady black eyes fixated on Auxzali. One attempted to clamp onto the Sand-walker's knee but only managed to scrape it. The other missed by a large margain, it's teeth clacking in the air.
Finally, the last two rats scampered forward and snapped at Sigurd, but neither of them could penetrate the knight's armour.
Rat 1: Attack: 13+1 on Sigurd: Miss.
Rat 2: Attack: 5+1 on Auxzali: Miss.
Rat 3: Attack: 16+1 on Auxzali. HIT! Damage: 1d4=1. Save against 'Sickened' successful.
Rat 4: Attack: 2+1 on Sigurd: Miss.
Rat 5: Attack: 11+1 on Sigurd: Miss.
Next turn is Zelas!
If anyone had any unfinished business before entering the cave, post it up in the OOC thread or via PM if you like. The OOC thread can double as a time-lapse conversation thread if you all want :p