Subject: Invasion 3; More Ineptitude

Pitching his voice so that it carries through the increasing clamor outside, Buchek says, in a flat, unsettling tone, "If you think I'll sit here and burn quietly you're a bigger fool than you look. Free me NOW, bastard, or I'll gut you when I free myself." He takes the bars of the door between his hands, shaking them to punctuate his words as he says "Open. This. Door."

[Intimidation 16 v. resist 9, success]

For a long moment, there is only the sound of action outside, but just as Buchek was about to howl in anger and frustration, the guard shows his head into the hallway from the common room.

Giving furtive glances, he warily moves closer to the iron door, fumbling for his key. He is just within Buchek's armsreach when a commotion of bodies tumbling into the common room startles him. The guards are shouting and scrambling for weapons, and the keyguard turns his head sharply to look back down the hall to the common room.

...

Erk and Kayla continue to run, now outside arrow range, but a glance back shows that several of the wooden buildings have started to catch. Erk reaches the entranceway to the tower to see a group of guards pushing against one another, some trying to come out and fight while others are trying to enter to grab weapons and equipment. Kayla is 30 feet behind.

...

The barbarian sees Holn standing before him and swings his mace at the sorcerer's head with a primal yell. Calmly, Holn takes one step backward, and the mace swings harmlessly in front of his face. [Attack 1, auto miss]. Strange sounds and gestures come to Holn's lips and hands as he reaches to touch the raider on his chest to deliver another jolt of electricity. As he speaks in a low whisper, the raider changes the direction of his mace and takes a backhand swipe aimed at Holn's ribcage. The blow lands squarely against the lower ribs, but glances harmlessly off, sending a ripple through the hazy shimmer surrounding the man. [Attack 17 v. AC 18, miss].

Finishing his incantation, Holn reaches for the stunned raider's mace arm to deliver his spell, but something in his eye frightens the barbarian enough to withdraw his arm suddenly and take a step backward. [Touch attack 5 v. AC 13, miss]

...

Telwyn glances back at the two figures advancing across the bridge, and sees several more moving shapes appear in the distance, moving hurriedly toward him. Reaching down for his bow, he makes to run back into the encampment - surely no bell is needed at this point to alert the guards to attack.

As bends to grab his weapon, he feels the displacement of air as the barbarian again swings hard over his head. With the marauder off balance and his bow in hand, Telwyn sprints down the path, hoping he doesn't catch an arrow in his back for his trouble.

...

Elotai stands, turning from the boy and drawing a small piece of leather from his spell pouch. Concentrating for a moment, he makes an unintelligible sound and his skin takes on a silvery sheen as though caught in moonlight. Drawing his sword, he turns to the boy.

"Coming?"

Bermid dully gets to his feet, blood clotted around his nose and upper lip, and walks almost in a daze toward the door where Elotai is standing.

Subject: Invasion 3; More Ineptitude

Elotai looks at the boy. He?d hoped that the breather would have woken him up a bit, but that didn?t seem to be the case. He turns to face the human fully, stepping aside from the door. ?What?s your name??

[OOC: I?m going to assume that Bermid gives Elotai his name.]

Babysitting a human child in a stupor was not high on Elotai?s list of things to be doing. But if Bermid was leading the expedition to the west, helping him could allow Elotai to gain a ?lawful? berth as a member. The guardhouse was probably the safest place to take the boy, if Elotai could keep him alive long enough to get him there.

?Bermid. I?ll take you to the guardhouse, maybe your companions are there.? He steps out of the door and looks around. ?If you?re coming, at least draw your sword.?