Part II: The Bullywug Gambit
Chapter 6: Frogs In The House
Poddle (Connor) Kobold Rogue
Nimlar Sumel (Lance) Elven Ranger
Daelis Eagleheart (David L.) Half-Elf Swashbuckler
Monday, June 28th, 1234 AY
Directly after talking to Harliss Javell, the party headed out to save Lavinia from Captain Harliss’ first mate, the half-orc Drevoraz Kabran. The heroes left the rest of the savage beasts in the cove and traversed their way up the cliff path back to the Hairless Bonobo. After a quick argument, Crazy Pete agreed to go overnight once again to make it back to Sasserine in time.
That night, the heroes awoke to the sound of a struggle and Jimmy Do screaming, “HELP!” at the top of his lungs. By the time they got to the scene, Daegoth was gone, and so was one of the rowboats that hung on the side of the fishing vessel.
Someone had captured Daegoth.
Jimmy Do claimed that the figure that had captured Daegoth looked like an elf, but he wasn’t quite sure (and his account was highly exaggerated anyway).
Striker, being very familiar with the surrounding area, offered to go in pursuit of Daegoth and his mysterious captor while the rest of the party continued on to save Lavinia. Zagon decided to go with him, since he was skilled at tracking and could help the Duskblade, so the two headed off into the jungle, close on the trail.
Tuesday, June 29th, 1234 AY
When the rest of the party reached Sasserine the next morning, a distressing sight greeted them. The city was full swing in the middle of the Festival of the Dead, a celebration that honored the cleric Carnos Lightbringer and his triumph over the undead that plagued the city decades ago. The only mooring available was a couple of blocks away from the Vanderboren Manor, so Crazy Pete docked there and Daegoth’s equipment and Jimmy Do were left in his care.
The heroes made their way through the streets of Sasserine, en route to the Vanderboren Manor, but the going was slow due to the crowds lining the streets celebrating. Soon they ran into Nimlar, who was enjoying the festival as he waited for the rest of the party to return. Poddle and Daelis told him of the crisis and they all sprinted for the manor.
When the heroes were midway to the manor, a drunk gnome purposely “bumped” into Poddle
, and then proceeded to roll up his sleeves and huff and puff, obviously looking for a fight.
“You bunch of rude, over-sized louts!” The gnome shouted at the party. “You want to go?”
Poddle ordered Metallica to pick up the gnome, who was held squirming and wriggling in a frantic attempt to get away.
A half-orc came up to the heroes and started to apologize to the heroes for the disturbance, trying to intervene and stop the belligerent gnome.
“My friend here,” the half-orc said. “Becomes an unholy terror once he gets his third drink in him. Don’t pay him any attention.”
Poddle had Metallica shake the gnome down, and a small money purse fell out of his pocket, which Poddle scooped up.
“Hey!” the half-orc said. “That’s my friend’s money! Give it back to him!”
Poddle just handed the purse to Metallica for safekeeping, but the half-orc immediately called the guards over, so Poddle had the warforged throw the purse into the bay to get rid of the evidence. The guards came over to investigate the disturbance, and the half-orc told them about what had happened. Poddle claimed that he didn’t have any evidence, but there were plenty of witnesses around who vouched for the half-orc’s story.
Poddle was busted.
Nimlar and Daelis had walked away by now, leaving Poddle to his own consequences, so Poddle bolted, Metallica right behind him. They managed to elude the guards and were just about to meet up with Nimlar and Daelis Eagleheart when Nimlar noticed something.
A woman decked out in a macabre black bodysuit decorated with a white skeleton, accompanied by an entourage of six stilt walkers. The woman preceded the stilt walkers, dancing and performing an impressive array of acrobatic flips and leaps, while the stilt walkers themselves wowed the crowd by juggling daggers and flasks of oil with burning rags stuffed into them.
As the troupe neared where Poddle and Metallica stood waiting for Nimlar and Daelis, who were in the nearby alley, the elven ranger noticed that the woman dancer seemed to be headed straight for Poddle.
The dancer finished her last acrobatic maneuver with a spinning kick aimed at Poddle’s back. Poddle, not even noticing until the last second, was slammed to the ground, stunned.
The closest stilt walker, inching up towards the warforged and the kobold as well, sent a bottle of Alchemist’s Fire hurdling towards Metallica. The slave managed to dodge the blast, but the attack succeeded in sending the crowd into a panic. Terrified civilians rushed through the avenue, desperately trying to get away from the flame throwing stilt walkers.
The second stilt walker sent another bottle of Alchemist’s Fire flying into the crowd, creating more panic in the street.
Nimlar, seeing the danger and acting quickly, sent an arrow into the chest of the first stilt walker from his position in the alley, killing him. His next shot hit the second stilt walker in the stomach, causing him to fall from his stilts on to the hard stone of the avenue, cracking his head.
The third stilt walker sent a bottle of Alchemist’s Fire soaring at Metallica, and this time the warforged wasn’t so lucky. Hit squarely with the flaming bottle, the slave let out a cry of pain.
Two more stilt walkers created more panic in the streets by sending flaming bottles to hit against the side of a building, creating licks of flame hugging the side of the wall. Yet another of the stilt walkers threw a bottle of flame at both Metallica and Poddle, hurting both in the blast.
Daelis, finally realizing what was happening, came from behind the alley and shot a crossbow bolt at one of the stilt walkers and killed him.
Poddle, recovering from the initial shock of the kick to the back, grabbed out his warmace and attacked the dancer.
“Why are you attacking me ma’am?” He said, while he missed with his warmace.
The dancer answered with another kick, but Poddle managed to dodge out of the way. Suddenly, the dancer grunted and looked down to a see an arrow embedded in her side.
Nimlar second arrow hit a stilt walker, who fell off of his stilts, but seemed managed to avoid fatal injury from the fall.
Metallica, recovering from the blasts of the Alchemist’s Fire, attacked the dancer with a mace he had found in Kraken’s Cove, but the macabre-suited figure danced gracefully dodged it. Then the warforged grunted as a thrown dagger from a stilt walker caught him a blow across the face.
Another stilt walker threw a dagger at Nimlar as he fired off arrows, but the elven ranger managed to evade it.
Daelis, drawing his eagle-hilted rapier, attempted to break one of the stilt walkers stilts, but only did minimal damage, so the stilt walker managed to keep his balance
Poddle and the macabre dancer went back and forth, not scoring any hits on each other but keeping the other busy. Metallica however, rushed in and managed to knock the dancer off balance, doing some damage with his mace.
The stilt walker who had fell from his stilts was trampled by the panicking crowd, while Nimlar shot two arrows at another stilt walker, misses the first shot but dealing a glancing blow the second time.
Two stilt walkers, throwing daggers at Nimlar and Daelis, missed their attacks, the elf and half-elf dodging out of the way of the deadly projectiles. As the crowd finally cleared the avenue, Daelis returned the attack with an attack of his own, and almost completely destroyed a different stilt walker’s stilt, but the acrobat managed to balance on his damaged walking tool and stayed standing. When Daelis moved however, it gave the second stilt walker an opening, which he took. Daelis just managed to deflect the dagger with his rapier, sending the weapon flying away.
The dancer, still in battle with Poddle, managed to score another hit to the kobold’s face, sending him reeling back, but Nimlar scored a hit on the woman as well, causing her to cry out in pain. This gave Metallica enough time to make a clean hit with his mace, killing her with a blow to the head.
The stilt walkers, seeing their leader fall, immediately attempted to flee, but Daelis had other plans. With a swipe to the damaged stilt of the stilt walker he was fighting, he brought the rogue down, where the half-elf proceeded to knock out the acrobat with his sap. The second stilt walker almost made it to the alley when Poddle his stilt, causing him to lose balance for a second. Nimlar shot the acrobat and took him down, not killing him, but causing him to slip into unconsciousness.
The heroes grabbed the last two stilt walkers and brought them into an old abandoned warehouse that was nearby. Then they interrogated them.
The one Daelis had knocked out was awake by now, and Poddle proceeded to use his expert intimidation skills.
Nimlar made his armor look like on of the costumes the stilt walkers were wearing, and then Daelis pretended to beat him, making it look like the awake acrobat’s friend was being beaten.
“You see that man over there?” Poddle said to the acrobat. “What’s his name?”
“Teris,” the stilt walker gulped.
“Teris! I think he’s your friend…is he your friend?”
“Yeah, he’s my friend…”
“Daelis, is he talking?” Poddle said to the half-elf, who was doing a good job of pretending to beat Nimlar.
“Nope,” the half-elf said, looking grim.
“Why don’t you start breaking his fingers?”
The half-elf proceeded to act like he was breaking Nimlar’s fingers.
“I’ll tell you anything you need to know!” the frightened acrobat yelled. “Please just don’t hurt me like you’re hurting him!”
“Start talking boy, or I’ll break YOUR fingers.”
“What do you want to know?”
“Why did you and your friends try to hurt me and my lovely fellows over here?”
“Mistress Kellani! I remember…who’s that again?”
“You don’t know?” The acrobat said, looking confused. “Well for one she’s a noble and two you kind of ruined her daughter’s life.”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about sonny.” Poddle said with a grim face. “How ‘bout I start breaking your fingers? Or you could tell me truth…”
“I am telling you the truth!” The acrobat said frantically.
“You’re fingers are so soft…” Poddle said, grabbing his fingers.
“Rowyn Kellani! The leader of the Lotus Dragons! You ruined her guild!” The acrobat said.
“Rowyn Kellani…” Poddle said, thinking about how to deal with that one. “So this is all you know right?”
“Yes! I wasn’t told much. Our leader, Diamondback, was the one who made the deal.”
After that they knocked the stilt walker out, looted Diamondback’s body, and prepared to leave. Nimlar took Diamondback’s jade earrings, Poddle took her magical ring (though they hadn’t figured out what it did yet), and Daelis took Diamondback’s macabre death suit.
Daelis, leaving first, saw the guards cleaning up the crime scene, and since Poddle was still technically wanted, the half-elf stealthily went back inside the warehouse.
They took the back door.
Exiting through the rear, the party headed to the Vanderboren Manor via a round-about way that did not attract the guards’ attention. As they approached the manor, they saw movement in a ground floor: someone was inside.
The heroes circled around the back way and climbed the wall surrounding the manor, using Poddle’s slippers and Nimlar’s grappling hook and rope. As they got around to the other side, they noticed the stream that runs out from the central courtyard. The grate that allows the water exit was rusted through, and thick mud was caked throughout the tunnel. The heroes concluded that this was the entrance that Harliss Javell’s first mate took to get in the manor.
They entered, set on saving Lavinia.
As the heroes walked through the tunnel, which led to the basement, they could hear sounds of deep slobbery laughter, a woman’s cries of distress, and a weird trilling chitter that echoed through the grate tunnel. When the party arrived in the basement, they were greeted by very muddy enemies.
Water from the central pool in the courtyard flowed through this room, cascading through a great in the south wall and then trough a second grate to the north. This second grate was nearly completely rusted through; only a few jagged shards of metal remained. Great swaths of mud stained the floor.
Directly across from where the heroes entered, there was a bloated frog-man, who sat atop a fancy chair (which was now stained with mud) that served as a make-shift throne. He wore armor made from animal hide and wielded a huge great club. His head was adorned with a wooden crown fitted with several moonstones. He sat laughing at a distressing sight. A woman, who Poddle recognized as one of the Jade Ravens (known as Liamae Teslikaria), dressed in nothing but rags (which had three spoons and a single fork weaved into them), was being played with by a huge brown insect (the source of the chittering noise). The monster was chasing Liamae around the mud-drenched floor, attempting to eat the pieces of silverware attached to her clothing.
In the western section of the basement, there sat two cages: one which stood open (and had until recently held Gut Tugger, Rowyn’s draconic pet) and had slumped beside it the body of a frog-man, and one which held Poddle’s pet, a gorilla, that howled and hooted as two more frog-men attempted to carry the cage toward the grate.
As the heroes entered, Liamae took the opportunity to cast a spell in a desperate attempt at escape. As she spoke the words of the enchantment, a change seemed to come over the frog-chief, and he looked as if his feelings toward his captive had changed.
“Call your monster off!” Liamae yelled at the frog-chief, a command that he quickly obeyed.
“Stop it Chunkus!” The frog said, strangely mystified by his captive.
Poddle, hearing the hoots from his ape, squeezed through the other party members and out of the grate, into the mud of the floor.
“Put down my ape, boy!” He yelled at the two frog-men who were attempted to confiscate his pet.
He punctuated his threat with a bolt from his crossbow, but missed and only succeeded in warning the two humanoids of their new enemies.
The chieftain of the frog-men, misunderstanding this new intrusion by the heroes as an act of aggression against his newfound “friend”, immediately attacked Poddle.
“I will protect you!” He screamed as he charged at the kobold in a frenzied attempt to protect Liamae.
Poddle was barely able to dodge out of the way of the deadly club.
Nimlar, rushing into the fray, sent two arrows flying towards one of the frog-men holding the cage with the ape inside. The first hit, sending a yelp of pain from the lips of the frog, but the second embedded itself in the wooden cage, causing the now-panicking ape to bang against the bars of the bamboo cage in a frenzy.
Squeezing himself through the Nimlar and Metallica, Daelis managed to get a bolt from his crossbow off at one of the frog-men, but missed, sending his bolt bouncing off the stone wall.
Metallica, who had taken up the front, charged at the frog-chief, sending his heavy mace hurdling towards the chieftain’s head, but the frog brought up his club to block it, sneering all the while.
The great insect called “Chunkus”, seeing Daelis’ shiny (and tasty) sword, dropped his attention from Liamae and reached for the delicious blade with his antennae, but the swashbuckler managed to clear himself out of the way of the beast.
“Call Chunkus off!” Liamae screamed again, this time more desperate. She seemed to be losing control of the chieftain, as her spell’s power was of little use if these “heroes” started to attack all of his men.
Poddle, seeing the insect monster as the biggest threat, leapt atop the great beast and managed to hold on, causing the insect to screech and start to shake in desperation.
The frog-men set down the cage containing the ape, and readied their weapons, preparing to do battle with these new enemies. The injured one charged Daelis in a fury, but the half-elf managed to fend off his attacks.
The chieftain, finally breaking free of his arcane bonds, ordered his men to attack these new enemies, and to capture the woman. He then brought his great club to bear against Metallica. The warforged was strong enough to hold his own, however, and managed to fend off the deadly blows.
Nimlar, in an amazing feat of marksmanship, let loose two arrows almost simultaneously, killing both of the lesser frog-men. It was just the chieftain and the insect monster now.
Daelis, bringing his blade against the chieftain, managed to score a hit, but it was short-lived, as Metallica’s next attack was blocked perfectly by the frog-chief, leaving the warforged in a very bad position.
The great insect, still trying to throw the kobold from his back, now focused on Poddle’s ceremonial warmace, attempting to grab the weapon, but the kobold managed to keep his ornate armament away from the fiend.
Liamae, seeing that trying her spell was finished, immediately went for her gear, which was piled at the foot of the frog-chief’s “throne”. She just hoped it wasn’t too late.
Poddle sent his warmace down against the insect, but his attack was just deflected by the beast’s powerful armor.
The frog-chief, now seeing Metallica’s weak point, took the opportunity to strike a deadly blow against the warforged, effectively disabling the slave. A grunt from the chieftain, however, affirmed Nimlar’s two arrows had struck home.
This fight wasn’t over yet.
Daelis, breaking off the fight against the chieftain after the frog had struck the deadly blow to Metallica, attacked the insect (which the heroes had by now figured out what it was: a Rust Monster), but his strike as well was deflected.
Chunkus, still wildly thrashing because of the unwanted rider, attempted to bite the kobold, but its jaws were kept at bay. Poddle wasn’t so lucky trying to stay on the beast, however.
He found himself flying through the air, and then he was on the ground.
Liamae had by now gathered up her gear and was ready to help, though she was still injured, and aimed her wand towards the chieftain…
Poddle, still dizzy from the bumpy ride, attempted to once again get on top of the Rust Monster, but the insect dodged his attempts at riding it again.
The frog-chief, leaving the disabled Metallica behind, sent his great club swinging towards Daelis’ head, but the half-elf was quicker. With a daring tumble, he managed to dodge the deadly blow.
Nimlar, heading over to the cage that Poddle’s ape was contained in, managed to calm the beast down and unlock the cage, letting the beast do as much damage as possible.
Daelis, with his tumble, had moved out of the chieftain’s range, so he quickly set a bolt in his crossbow and fired at the frog-chief’s head, but only succeeded in embedding the arrow within the frog’s weapon.
Chunkus, finally gaining his prize, managed to scoop up Poddle’s weapon, immediately starting to disintegrate it. He then took the mace and headed to a corner where he could safely chew his food.
Poddle had other ideas.
A backhand by the kobold’s spiked shield sent a shriek of pain from the insect’s writhing mouth.
Liamae sent a wave of electricity from her wand searing through the air towards the chieftain. He cried out as jolts of lightning surged through his body, stiffening his muscles and sending him to his knees. He quickly shook it off though, setting his sights on the half-elf once again.
Another hit with the spiked shield against the Rust Monster tore through the exoskeleton, exposing the beast’s insides. But Chunkus was too focused on its meal to realize it was dying.
With one hit, Daelis was on his knees. The chief had knocked him to the ground with a powerful hit with his great club. The swashbuckler couldn’t take much more.
Two more arrows protruded from the frog-chief, however, and the bloated monster seemed to slow.
Daelis, managing to crawl back from the wrath of the chieftain, slipped a potion from his belt and downed its contents, feeling the life flow through him again.
Poddle’s ape, drawn to his master, sent out a howl as it pounced atop the Rust Monster, protecting his kobold owner. Its claws tore through the insects flesh and sent waves of pain through the beast. With a shriek, it turned to face its new foe.
Desperately, the insect tried to throw the ape off, attack it, do anything to get the crazed animal off of him; but the gorilla wasn’t letting go.
Poddle, attempted to help his pet, tried to slam the insect with his shield again, but couldn’t get a hit because of the two writhing bodies.
The chieftain, seeing the ranger as his new foe, charged Nimlar, but the elf was too quick and managed to dodge out of the way just in time to miss being squished by a huge club. The frog-chief then swung around and blocked an attack from Daelis, who was shocked to see the quickness of the frog-man.
The fight between the Rust Monster and the ape continued, but neither scored any more hits. Poddle watched in amazement as the two viciously attacked each other. The insect once again tried to throw the ape off, but its attempts failed.
Liamae scored another hit with her wand, and the chieftain seemed to be severely injured now, barely able to hold up.
It was already over.
Poddle, giving up on helping his pet, used his magical slippers to climb atop the ceiling and get a vantage point directly above the chieftain.
Nimlar, firing two arrows point black, took the frog-man down, causing the chieftain to fall to his knees and then face-plant in the mud.
He was dead.
Daelis, seeing the chieftain’s final moment, turned his attention to their last enemy, but because he couldn’t get enough of an opening, his attack missed.
Poddle’s ape, finally coming out triumphant, tore the Rust Monster’s head from its shoulders, signifying his victory with a gleeful howl.
Poddle, just for good measure, still dropped on top of the chieftain’s body from his vantage point, officially killing the frog-man with a blow from his spiked shield.
The battle was done.
After the heroes finished off the downed frog-men and drank some potions to regain their strength, they gathered all of the bodies (and Metallica, since he was disabled and the heroes didn’t have any repairing potions with them) and loot that the frogs had on them and piled them in the southwest corner so they could come back for them later.
They then talked to Liamae and found out what had happened: a half-orc (Drevoraz Kabran) and a tribe of Bullywugs (the frog-men) had come up from the grate and attacked the manor, but the Jade Ravens and Lavinia were able to hold them off for a while. Eventually though, the five were either captured or forced to flee. Liamae saw Kaskus Kiel run off before the others were captured, but she didn’t know where anyone else was taken. Poddle and Nimlar managed to empathize with the kobold’s ape enough so that the gorilla would follow the rogue’s instructions, so they took the beast with them.
The heroes (with Liamae and Poddle’s ape in tow), headed up the stairs to the ground floor and entered the Vanderboren Trophy Room.
The exhibit hall displayed many hunting trophies, all well-preserved by taxidermy. Great saber-toothed cats, a crouching deinonychus, a bloated toad the size of a pony, and a strange badger-like creature with golden fur and eight legs rounded out a menagerie of more mundane leopards, wolves, and bears. The carpet in the room was terribly stained with mud, especially around a door in the northeast corner of the room.
The party started to look about the room, but they didn’t get far before a strange “Blourp!” alerted them to three Bullywugs that jumped out from behind the toad trophy to attack them.
The first one charged at Nimlar, scoring a hit on the stunned ranger. The second charged Poddle, and also managed to strike a blow.
Daelis, always quick on his feet, tumbled behind a Bullywug and managed to flank him, stabbing deep into the frog-man’s back.
Poddle’s ape, roaring with fury, snapped the second Bullywug neck in half, effectively killing it.
The third Bullywug charged at the furious ape (although slightly reluctant) and managed to score a hit with his club, but this only made the beast mad.
Liamae, pulling out her electric wand, killed the first Bullywug with a flick of her wrist as Nimlar wounded the third Bullywug with a well-placed arrow. Poddle then finished off the last Bullywug with his spiked shield, ending the battle.
The heroes thoroughly checked the room, and Poddle grabbed one of the fallen frog-men’s clubs to replace his warmace, but then the party continued. They entered a door in the northeast corner of the room, which ended up being a lavatory. The heroes were about to leave when Nimlar noticed something strange about the placing of the wall at the back of the room.
It was a secret door.
The walls of the stone-floored room were lined with weapon and armor racks, many of which were empty. Still remaining on the walls was a silvery half-sword, a light crossbow, a glowing dagger, a suit of studded leather armor, a light steel shield, and a small wooden coffer. The wooden coffer lay on its side, the lid open and its contents (several potions and vials and a pair of boots) strewn on the floor. Slumped on the ground nearby was what appears to be a recently slain dwarf.
Liamae recognized the dwarf as Kaskus, and was distraught for a moment, before checking his pulse and realizing that he was still alive. She begged the heroes to heal him, so the party grabbed one of the potions from the spilled coffer and gave it to the dwarf, whose eyes fluttered open and mouth sputtered with the liquid running down his throat.
Kaskus frantically recounted the battle for the manor (including a tearful account of the death of his animal companion Brunthus at the hands of that cursed half-orc. The heroes gave him another potion, which restored to him to his fighting strength, and he quickly gathered up his gear and joined with the party in their task of reclaiming the manor.
They gathered up the potions in the coffer, and Nimlar took the boots (and he suddenly felt much faster).
The heroes went to the next room over, and were suprised to find three Bullywugs standing nervously in the middle of the room while another (apparently the leader) sat lounging at a table smoking cigars.
The spacious room was filled with comfortable upholstered chairs, bookshelves, and a few tables. A window overlooked the manor’s central courtyard and the carpet was thick and soft. A large portrait hung on one wall, a fine work depicting a handsome young man with a short beard and a sneer on his face.
Liamae, in a spurt of quickness, whipped out her wand and targeted one of the standing Bullywugs, but the frog-man managed to dodge out of the way of the deadly blast of magic.
Nimlar whipped out his bow as well, launching two arrows at another of the Bullywugs. The first one missed, but the second hit home. The Bullywug slumped to the ground, an arrow through its brain.
Another of the standing Bullywugs charged Daelis, but the half-elf side-stepped the clumsy strike easily.
Poddle, heading straight for the cigar-smoking Bullywug, managed to close in and score a hit before the chieftainess sprung into action, swinging both of her handaxes at the kobold’s head. But Poddle was quick as well, and dodged the blows adeptly.
Poddle’s ape, rushing to help his master, lept atop the frog-chieftainess, rending her with his claws simultaneously.
Another Bullywug hurled his throwing axe at Nimlar almost point-blank, and the elf couldn’t dodge in time, catching the blow to the chest.
As Daelis side-stepped the frog-man’s clumsy charge, he came in with an attack of his own, slashing the Bullywug as he tumbled to the ground.
Kaskus, using his scimitar with precision, cut a fine line through a frog-man’s stomach, causing the Bullywug to clutch as his innards, not realizing he was already dead.
Liamae shot another bolt of electricity, but she missed again, cursing under her breath at her bad luck.
Nimlar, wounded after the axe hit him, withdrew quickly and drank a potion, regaining his strength.
Daelis dodged another clumsy strike by his combatant, and this time, the half-elf maneuvered the Bullywug so he had a perfect opening.
Poddle, trying to find an opening as his ape and the frog-chieftainess fought, swung his club and missed. The frog-woman finally managed to throw the ape off of her, swinging with her dual axes simultaneously. The ape howled in pain, grasping its arm as it bled profusely.
The ape stumbled back, leaving the chieftainess to fight with Poddle, and Nimlar poured a potion over the battered beast’s wounds, healing them enough so it could go on fighting.
Kaskus was locked in combat with the Bullywug, but neither could score a hit. The dwarf glanced over to the side, seeing Daelis finish off his Bullywug with a well placed stab. The druid came on with a fury.
Liamae missed once again with her wand, and started to wonder if she was off her game today. She saw Nimlar come next to her and fire off two arrows, the second one killing its target. She gazed admiringly at the ranger, then went back to her magic.
Poddle, now furiously trying to keep the Bullywug leader at bay, swung his club randomly and was rewarded with a grunt of pain from the chieftainess. The frog came in hard, and Poddle’s eyes widened as she roared in fury, swinging her axe so hard that when it hit the kobold’s club, the rogue could barely hold on to the weapon.
With a roar Poddle’s ape returned to the fight, managing to score a hit against the chieftainess. The chieftainess then grunted, and Poddle saw a crossbow bolt protruding from her shoulder. The kobold looked appreciatively at Daelis, who nodded.
Liamae, aiming her wand at the chieftainess now, yelled at Kaskus to duck. The druid dove to the ground as the sorcerer’s wand sent a bolt of lightning flying through the air at the Bullywug, causing the leader to let out a gurgling scream. For just a moment, it seemed as if the frog-woman was dead, but then she shrugged off the seemingly mortal wound and kept on fighting. Liamae cursed again.
Nimlar let off more arrows, but none seemed to connect. One made it home, but only nicked the raging Bullywug. The ranger wondered how much more of this the frog could take.
Poddle, still in combat with the chieftainess, managed to hit the Bullywug hard in her stomach, causing her to lurch in pain. Slowly, the frog-woman’s state dawned on her. The adrenaline began to wear off, and she looked frantically for an escape route. Not caring to fight anymore, she ran towards the door—but Poddle downed her with a blow to the back of the head.
The chieftainess slumped to the ground.
The heroes looted the bodies, taking a peculiar brownish potion found on the chieftainess’ body and her two handaxes (which Poddle claimed as his own, although he hadn’t the slightest clue how to use them).
Suddenly, a sound from upstairs alerted them to the fact that Lavinia was still in dire need of help, as well as the rest of the Jade Ravens.
They readied their weapons.