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    Glancing quickly at the axe to make sure the acid did not ruin it and without missing a beat, the dwarf let the axe flyat another of those dragonman that stood closest ot the door.
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    Inn of the Last Home, Tow of Solace in Abanasinia; Late Morning of Hiddumont (October) 2nd, 351 AC (After Catacylsm)


    Vale reacts the fastest of the combatants; his spell summoning forth two more magical bolts of energy; which fly into the the Dragonman and blast into his chest; which causes him to stagger forward and then collapse/melt into a foul pool of acid that just managed to splash the Elf's lower legs and he cried out in pain as a few droplets burned into his skin*....

    The Kapak Draconians reacted next; swinging curved swords that their opponents belatedly realized had some kind of liquid coating on the blades...

    Thorn just managed to get his Buckler Shield in the path of the sword strike and he deflected away the blade at the last moment. He was about to throw the Axe in retaliation; but realizing he was too close for that (this Draconian IS the closest to the door); he instead swung out with the weapon; but the nimble Kapak managed to twist away from the slash....

    Gilthanas the Elf stabbed out with his Longsword and gave a bit of a feral grin as he managed to score a hit on the Draconian; but his grin was quickly turned into a frozen grimace as the return strike slashed his thigh; and the Elf quickly locked up in an awkward pose and fell to the ground, paralyzed but still aware of the action going on...

    Garth's opponent ducked low and managed to score a strike that avoided the Paladin's shield; but the new Holy-warrior shrugged off the scratch** and the poison that coursed through his veins and gave a massive return strike that grievously wounded the Draconian and drove him back with wide, fearful eyes....

    Finally, Maxavel's spell summoned a Spiritual Hammer into existence and it was about to be directed towards the Draconian that Valentheran was fighting when that dragon-man was turned into a pool of acid. Redirecting the Spell; she had it fly towards the Kapak that had hit Gilthans and it smacked him in the chest; drawing a cry of pain...

    In the streets outside the Inn; the companions could hear the sudden blows of whistles and shouts to come to the Inn in a hurry....

    *Vale takes 3 pts of damage from the acid splash

    **Garth takes 4 pts of damage from the Shield Strike; but made his Saving Throw vs. Poison to avoid the Paralyzing effect of venom.

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    Garth, galvanized by the powerful blow enhanced by the sword in his hands advanced without fear towards his opponent determined to snuff out the life of the dreadful foe.

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    Vale draws his sword and stands over the body of his friend ready to defend against any of the advancing draconians.

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    Inn of the Last Home, Town of Solace in Abanasinia; Late Morning of Hiddumont (October) 2nd, 351 AC (After Catacylsm)


    The melee in the Inn continued as the three surviving Kapak draconians face off against the party of heroes....

    Vale moves fast; protecting his fallen Elf friend by stabbing out with his rapier at the dragon-man in front of him and cursing in Elvish as his opponent parries the blow with his own weapon...

    Thorn then swings out with his Hand Axe and grimly smiles as his weapon draws a line of greenish-blood and a hiss of pain from his opponent....

    Maxavel directs the enchanted force of energy in the shape of a hammer into the Kapak facing off from Vale and it blasted into him (it?) and quickly turned him into a pool of acid; which promptly splashed the Elven Thief-Mage*; drawing a cry of pain; though due to his standing over his fallen friend; Gilthanas was spared any damage from the acid pool...

    Finally Garth swung mightily and had the pleasure of decapitating his foe before the Kapak melted into acid and some of it splashed upon the Paladin of Kiri-Jolith**; drawing a grunt of pain from the holy warrior....

    The last surviving enemy; the Kapak facing off from Thorn the Dwarf suddenly backed up; looking fearfully left and right and a look of relief crossed his scaly face when the front door was kicked open and a host of humanoids rushed in...

    A half-dozen heavy crossbow wielding Hobgoblins rushed in and split into two groups of three; standing to the left and right of the door and then followed by a pair of the large, spell-casting Bozak Draconians and a familiar portly Hobgoblin in ornate scale-mail armor who quickly yelled out; "I am Fewmaster Toede of the Red Wing of the Dragon Army and you will IMMEDIATELY set down your weapons and surrender or you will be killed!"

    *Vale takes another 2 pts of acid damage
    **Garth takes 3 pts of acid damage
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    Vale is unsure how to respond, but stays resilient despite the acid burning his flesh and waits to see if his companions will fight, surrender or flee.

    (OOC Hate to have to point this out, but Vale took the 2pts not Thorn.)

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    OOC: Thanks for catching that amigo!

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    Thorn looked at the opposition, shrugged. "Well?" He asked the other. "We listen to him or we listen to my old mother who always told me notto believe any of his kind." He added.
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    Inn of the Last Home, Town of Solace in Abanasinia; Late Morning of Hiddumont (October) 2nd thru Early Morning of Hiddumont 3rd, 351 AC (After Catacylsm)


    As more Kapaks and Hobgoblins crowded into the Inn; the heroes gritted their teeth and prepared for a last stand when suddenly the language of magic could be heard behind them. They whirled around to see a Bozak Draconian appear from seemingly no-where; clearly having cast an Invisibility spell and slipped behind them during the ruckus of the melee and the arrival of the Fewmaster. The big dragon-man cast a spell and suddenly the party members all found themselves covered in sticky, gooey strands as a Web spell engulfed them all. As they struggled in their confines; several Kapak Draconians licked their blades and applied slight cuts on exposed arms, legs, etc.; and before long; the entire party was paralyzed and helpless....

    They were eventually pried out of their webbing and brought out of the Inn and into the road where a strange caravan had been assembled. Three huge wagons; each of which had been fashioned into a large jail cell on wheels; complete with roof and locked gate at the back; were each hooked up to a team of four large Elk. There was straw lining the floors of each of the 'jail carts'; and the party were tossed into one; along with a couple of other young to middle aged, adult townspeople. Some women and children were herded into a second 'jail cart' and the third was loaded with supplies from the town; including all of the party's gear and weapons. They had left the armor on the companions; though shields had been taken and tossed into the 'supply' cart. The party members eventually came out of their paralysis; and shivering in the cold autumn air; they spent a long day and even longer night in the cart; surrounded by several dozen Hobgoblins and Draconians....

    During that time; Gilthanas came around as well and while he didn't tell all of the tale that had brought him to Solace; clearly he had encountered something which had quite shaken him. Vale could not remember a time seeing his one-time best friend so scared. The guards had told them all what their fate was to be; they would be taken to the iron mines of Pax Tharkas to serve hard-labor for the Dragon Armies. An unappetizing breakfast of water and thin gruel was served in wooden bowls and then the caravan gets ready to move out. Approximately two dozen hobgoblins; including two on each cart serving as driver and guard along with another dozen Kapak Draconians and three dozen Baaz Draconians made up the caravan; with Fewmaster Toede as the 'fearless' leader of the troop...

    The caravan had just started to head out when a clatter of arms and some shouts and cries of pain could be heard through the morning air. A deep human male voice shouts out in anger and the distinct sounds of a melee could be discerned by the veteran adventurers. Gilthanas perked up at the sounds and a look of alarm crossed the Elf prince's face. "That is the voice of the town blacksmith, Theros Ironfeld. It was only due to his help that I am alive....I hope these evil things have not learned of the help he has rendered an Elf; or I fear his life is finished." The sounds of combat end abruptly and a few moments later; a trio of Draconians; all bruised and wounded; come bearing the unconscious form of a large, Ergothian male human. They move towards the party's jail cell and a dozen Hobgoblin crossbowmen wave everyone in the cart back as they open the door and toss the poor man inside. His right arm has been severed above the bicep and his life's blood is pouring out and staining the floor and hay of the cart as the uncaring Dragonmen and Hobgoblins slam the door shut, lock it and leave as the caravan starts to roll. Theros moans in his unconscious state; but no one has to have any knowledge of medicine to know that his life is almost forfeit....

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