Reign of Winter: The Snows of Summer [Part 2]

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R3T19: Moorgram moves to Mierul and begins to look for any potentially weaponizable or magical items. He can't know from magic just from looking, but she does seem to have a fancy entertainer's outfit with a white hood, a very expensive-looking necklace, a coin pouch, an obvious spell component pouch, and several small vials hanging from her belt with little quick-pull string ties. She already dropped her light crossbow, and she doesn't appear with a search to have any weapons hidden, though her nails do appear sharp. The time it took to move to her and search her is all he had, and he didn't have time to actually remove anything yet.

R3T16: Moorgram feels a sharp pain in his left calf (1) followed by numbing cold that he ignores, and Red-fey is standing at his feet now, having stabbed him with its tiny widdle wapier.

R3T8: Darkhelm dispatches Blue, but makes a point of showing the soldiers in case anyone tries to think of anything.

R3T9: Lady Argentea gets into a shield-focused defensive stance but lashes out with a very aggressive strike with her cold iron longsword that does 18, dropping the fey. "Keep focused on her," she says, refocusing on the downed larger fey. "Definitely remove that spell pouch, followed by the liquids."

End Round 3, Begin Round 4 ...

R4T19: Moorgram, what do you do? You also still have axe in hand.

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Moorgram gives a grunt to Lady Argentea as he kneels down next to Mierul, setting his axe down and begins the process of removing her spell component pouch, vials and necklace and placing them behind him.

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[Move] Kneel
[Free?] Set axe down
Start removing things, in order spell component pouch then vials and then necklace as time allows. Moving them to square to the left of Moorgram.

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R4T19: Moorgram gives a grunt to Lady Argentea as he kneels down next to Mierul, setting his axe down and removes the spell component pouch and a single vial.

R4T8: Darkhelm comes around with short sword at the ready.

R4T9: Lady Argentea readies her stroke should Mierul fail to understand her dire situation.

End Round 4, Begin Round 5 ...

R5T19: Moorgram, Mierul's eyes flutter open as she awakens. What do you do/ say?

[Ostoril]

Moorgram pauses his removal of her gear for a brief moment to let the confused transition from sleeping to wakefulness occur. "Don't waste your life, you have lost, there is no need for your death, too many have died already." He says bitterly as he resumes removing her gear.

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R5T19: Moorgram pauses his removal of her gear for a brief moment to let the confused transition from sleeping to wakefulness occur. "Don't waste your life, you have lost, there is no need for your death, too many have died already," he says bitterly as he resumes removing her gear (two more vials removed).

R5T8: With battle seemingly done, Darkhelm turns to the smaller fey and attempts first aid. It seems she is unsuccessful right now, but ...

R5T9: .... Lady Argentea remains vigilant as safety cover for Moorgram.

End Round 5, Begin Round 6 ...

R6T20: Mierul says, "It is painful, and inconvenient. But death is not the same to fey as it is to a fragile mortal like yourself. But painful and inconvenient enough I shall yield."

R6T19: Moogram, continue to de-gear the fey?

[Ostoril]

Moorgram continues removing her gear.

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R6T19: Moorgram continues to remove her gear.

At this point, it is really just a check now to see if the small fey can be stabilized. As it is, it self-stabilizes without Darkhelm's help.

Combat Ends!

Darkhelm carries the fallen fey to the dining room table even as Lady Argentea marches Mierul there and has her sit down.

Now what?

[Ostoril]

"Are there any others who would seek to harm us on this level?" Moorgram asks as he shakes out the injury to his leg. "We do not wish to shed any more blood than necessary, and a peaceful surrender is preferable."

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"I'm sure it would be," says Mierul glibly.

[Ostoril]

Moorgram lets out a heavy sigh. He pinches the bridge of his nose and pauses a moment. "Why is it you wish to fight us? Why do you wish us your enemy?" His voice taking on a sharp tone of frustration. "You endanger the safety of any ally you do not give us the opportunity to offer surrender. Their blood will be on your hands."

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Mierul begins to whistle a jaunty tune.

[Ostoril]

Moorgramshakes his head and looks to Lady Argentia. "I left my rope downstairs, and even then I don't trust her enough to not try something stupid. Should one of us stay to keep watch, or should we take them downstairs for the others to watch before clearing the rest of this floor?"

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"Downstairs, definitely," says Lady Argentea.

And with that, she sets up an organized prisoner transfer downstairs so that the men and Mierul are under the watchful eyes and wrathful strength of Windrunner, Arthog, Nadya, and even Hatch. Because of he worries of spellcasting, Mierul will be bound and gagged for now.

Does that seem good to Moorgram?

[Ostoril]

Moorgram agrees to the plan.

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The plan is carried out and they are kept in the southern barracks while the trio (Lady Argentea, Darkhelm, and Moogram) return above. Where from here?

[Ostoril]

"Around the side, or up the center?" He looks at the hallway up ahead, then the door to the north. "I vote we go around the edges first." he gestures to the door to the far north.

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The ladies agree, and you moves to the northern door. Now what?

[Ostoril]

Axe in one hand, Moorgram readies himself to open the door, looking to his companions to signal their readiness.

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They both nod and Moorgram (ostensibly) opens the door. Several cabinets line the narrow walls of this oddly angular room. A chopping block, water barrel, and cauldron stand near the room’s only door. The tantalizing smells of fresh baked bread and meaty stew fill the air.

Surprise Round ...

S15: Something steps right up to Moorgram and a terrifying supernatural power blooms forth from it, but Moorgram's grit easily overcomes the scare.

End Surprise Round, Begin Round One ...

R1T19: While not an acrobat, the athletic and agile Darkhelm jumps up onto the dinging room table, crosses, and hops down again between the table and the wall to get a better view of what just sent magic out into the hall. She shoots over Moorgram's head in vain. She is not much of a CQB archer, either.

R1T15: The creature changes size from something as small as a gnome to a small giant, practically filling the kitchen beyond. It takes out a now giant-sized morningstar.

R1T14: Lady Argentea sets up her normal defensive patter, gets into a stance and calls out things which keep one's spirit from quailing against fear, and then gives inspiring commands to the group, especially Moorgram.

R1T3: Moorgram, you hesitated. You had seen a spit-second into the future, but took the wrong path that caused you to hesitate dreadfully. In front of you, flecks of saliva drip from the corners of this filthy and ill-smelling humanoid, and its large, pointed ears twitch at every sound. It had looked like a sickly gnome, but now is about 9' tall, and appears almost feral and alien. What do you do?

Darkhelm on deck, Bogey in the hole ...

[Ostoril]

Moorgram readies his axe for a fight but glowers at the beast. "Nightmares belong in dreams, so to the land of dreams with you." he says as he stares the beast down.

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Move: "draw" weapon
Standard: Slumber Hex

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R1T3: Moorgram readies his axe for a fight but glowers at the beast. "Nightmares belong in dreams, so to the land of dreams with you," he says as he stares the beast down.

It is a fight. It really is, as the bogey tries to swallow the oncoming yawn the best way it can before it finally succumbs and drops to the floor.

End Round One, Begin Round 2 ...

R2T19: "There's no way we can trust a monster of that size to behave itself when it awakens. Moorgram, will you deliver the stroke?" asks Darkhelm.

R2T15: The bogey snores.

R2T14: Lady Argentea, understanding, turns away.

R2T3: Moorgram, what do you do?

[Ostoril]

Moorgram nods and does his best to bring an end to the creature with 1 well placed stroke.

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Coup de grace the creature.

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R2T3: Moorgram nods and does his best to bring an end to the creature with one well-placed stroke.

Combat Ends!

Unfortunately, the creature stays dead at the larger size, and looks like it will make checking the kitchen difficult.

What do you do?

[Ostoril]

Moorgram does his best to get a look inside the room, searching for any obvious doors or other methods of entry/exit.

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There is no other apparent egress from this room. After a quick search, the only thing of interest Moorgram finds is a tray of baked goods, including an ornate and delicious-looking white dragon cookie.

[Ostoril]

"It looks clear, no other obvious doors. I'll have to come back here later, but no time now. Let's check the south door next?" he reports.

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They cross to the southern door. Opening it up, it appears to be a long, curving hallway with a set of stairs going up a little bit (about the same number and height differential as the dais in the dining hall). There is also a door just inside, immediately to the southwest.

[Ostoril]

Moorgram steps inside the hallway and nods to the door just inside as he cautiously continues down the hallway, checking to make sure no foes lurk just beyond the curve.

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Move SE, SE, E.

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Moorgram moves right up to another door to the north, while another 15' down there is a door to the south, and the hallway continues to curve around.

[Ostoril]

Peering around the hallway Moorgram looks back to Lady Argentea, "Lets go back and start clearing the rooms, there are more doors than I was expecting. Unless you think it is wiser to explore the entire hallway first?"