The Basement Level, Late Afternoon
The small but sturdy humanoids shout senselessly and charge as the group intercepts their front ranks, striking first before they can advance too far. Drest injures his opponent, drawing first blood but getting hacked in return by the business end of a pick for his effort. 4 dam
The dangerous fighter Akhilleus charges in from the rear, nearly killing his opponent with a pair of well timed blows. He too is hit in return, though it.......tis but a scratch. 1 dam
Xenos shouts out an order a little too late, but he and his enemy only trade ineffective blows. It seems to the Warlock that the creature is trying to target the groups one and only torch, instead of trying to cave in his skull.
The injured Cyril wisely keeps his distance, bouncing a stone off the chainmail armor of the runt on the right, the same one the two armed slaves also attack. One of them is badly injured as well, thanks to their lack of any proper armor or real training. The slave staggers, but as of yet still draws breath. The Priest of Azathoth calls out for information as to what these creatures actually are, but none in the group has ever seen their like before. He does notice that they smell quite pungent, with a weird earthy tone.
The pair in back seem shaken and confused by the sudden attack, unsure if they should throw the sharp javelins directly into the backs of the fighters. The enemy continue to speak in a language that none of you understand. Again, it sounds like something the Viking Snorri might have spoken, but their language sounds even more ancient than his.
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Xenos AC:6 5/12 1st:2/2 Torch
Akhilleus AC:4 18/32 (2 Ioun stones)
Cyril AC:8 3/5 1st:1/3
