(G196 18/04/2014 via Roll20 - JF, AP(GM), Mira, Des)

(G196 18/04/2014 via Roll20 - JF, AP(GM), Mira, Des)

So, to keep the prisoners safe from Destryl as much as anything else, we prepared a team for another
attack on the keep.
Jiggles, Lavinia and Shump would stay behind to guard the prisoners and act as a reserve while me,
Sylvia, Mira and Destryl went for the keep. Mr B came with me of course.

I made a hole in the right hand side of the keep (bit of a mistake this as was revealed later) and
Destryl charged in recklessly.

I cast a light spell, but we could still see oddly roaming shadows in the room we had stepped in to.
Mira checked the door to the west and finding it clear Destryl opened it. No one had noticed the other
door in the western wall of the south part of the room.

The next room was very large. It had once been splendid, but was now decayed and crumbling. Elegant columns
lined its central area and statues stood in alcoves in the walls. There was a giant orb of swirling shadow
in the middle of the room throwing out tendrils of shadow that sucked the light out of the place.

Several creatures lurked in the shadows and straight away we were attacked by Shadar-Kai. Arrows whooshed
in from the darkness and the ones closest to us leapt in with those annoying spiked chains.

From the first room I started summoning fire elementals and Sylvia cast Daylight. Destryl killed one of the
Shadar-Kai while Mira, much like Meree from the Sea Wyvern, traded arrows with the others in rapid sequence.
She seemed to be able to fire an arrow about every two seconds.

My elementals then moved into the room to shed more light on the situation and we cautiously pushed further
into the room. A line of acid suddenly stuck out from the darkness and hit Sylvia and Destryl.

It was then that we noticed the door behind us as it opened and more foes attacked us in the rear. Four
robed people advanced on us, casting low level wizard spells. There was a nasty looking priest chappie
behind them.

Destryl rushed from the big room into the small one with me and Mr B, but this left Sylvia alone in the
room and she was attacked by a female half-dragon being.

Rather panicked I started laying out my biggest spells and cast Flamestrike on the priest but he managed
to jump out of the way. The priest then cast Spiritual Weapon and the dammed thing then proceeded to
bonk me repeatedly on the head.

Wisely Sylvia ran from the room as the half-dragon shot a lightning bolt at her. Myself and Destryl
were then hit by a thrown pot of Alchemical Fire. Things were going badly.

Destryl, changing the direction of attack yet again cried,
'Dragonfolk! I challenge you to single combat. One on one! The losers ...um... compatriots ... umm
must put down their weapons!'

Mira rolled her eyes and kept up her determined firing of arrows at the dragon woman. This displeased
Destryl who instead of attacking their mutual enemy spent several moments looking daggers at the little
halfling.
'Attack that dragon again and the next thing I attack with my blade will be you!'
'Meh.', Mira replied.

If I'd had time I might have tried to help out there but I was busy fighting the priest and his minions.
I even had my scimitar out now and was striking out at them. The priest ran and drank a healing potion
from behind the door he'd come out of. I stuck down one of the robed fellows and then ... *BONK!* .. that
blasted Spiritual Weapon knocked me for six!

I only lost a moment or two though because Sylvia healed me with her magic and I was back on my feet again.
With a pounding headache I went back into the fight. Very close to being dead that time, don't you know.

Meanwhile Destryl hissed 'I'll deal with you later.' and finally attacked the dragonlady. Just as her swords
began to strike home though she was hit by a Hold Person spell and then an Inflict Moderate Wounds.

Mira tried her best, but she was just a wee halfling with a bow and arrow and the next blows the dragonlady
landed on the prone Destryl were fatal.

Back at my part of the fight I summoned some crocodiles and sent them into the fray. I should always just
start with them shouldn't I? Just have a swarm of crocs.
Well, the killed the priest with their mighty tail slaps and then swarmed into the big room, slapped the
remaining Shadar-Kai bandy and started to menace the dragonlady. Sylvia was back on the scene in the big
room, too late to save Destryl but she did vanquish the dragonlady with a Searing Light spell that sent
her flying and as dead as a doornail.

Overjoyed at our victory I sent the crocs in to chase the last of the Shadar-Kai. Mr B, ever loving of
a fleeing enemy, charged in too, but stepped into a tendril of darkness and vanished!

Filled with terror I rushed up to the orb and cried, 'Mr Badgerington! Where are you? Oh woe is me!'
and other such silly things. He appeared about a minute later though and seemed unperturbed. Wherever he'd
been we had no idea.

Sylvia and Mira tied up the only enemy left alive, a human that had been with the priest.

During the fight I'd cried out for Shump and he now turned up, but it was all over by then. We took stock
of the situation. Destryl was dead so we wrapped her in her cloak and put her to one side.

I wondered where on Faerune this strange little thing had come from and what had imbued her with such
strong and reckless power? She had rushed all the way from Weyloon on a quest for adventure but had died
in her second fight. She's been quite unlike any creature I'd ever met. I wondered if it would be worth
casting a Reincarnation spell on her.

After that Mira asked for more arrows and I gave her a bunch from the back of the donkey. She requested
a very specific number as well, apparently one arrow over her limit and she would be so overloaded she
would become insufficiently nimble! One by one I counted arrows out and put them into her quiver until
she said, 'That's enough!'