A Dozen Diminutive Devils

Miklos cried out in alarm. He threw out his arm in a dismissive gesture and threw the first spell that came to mind. Web. He tried to encompass as many of the statues as he could.

The closest vile jackal-creature reached toward Miklos as he backed away flinging enchanted web strands that coated the creature slowing its shining claws but inches from his face. Miklos grinned weakly. The magic caught, the arm snapped back. He caught the little devil and one of his brothers in the web. Unfortunately, with their tiny size and sharp teeth the webbing would not keep them stuck for long.

Maruc looked up. Looked down. Dropped the skull and brought the shield up as the first statue launched himself at him. His flail sung though the air and connected with the snarling beast. “Back to the tunnel! Their numbers will count little there!”

Fighting a desperate retreat ,he hoped he’d buy enough time for the others. He was waiting for Feldard and Stephan to block the tunnel.
Stephan snapped out of his apoplectic state, readying his sword and shield. Part of his mind pierced a concern into the large portion now devoted to melee.

My statue! — was the concern. He had tried to secure it but the small stone carving was fumbled between his and Miklos’ hands as the battle broke out. It fell, he knew not where.

But the little devils were on the loose and two were leaping right at Sukiskyn’s face…

Hernane using the combat training that all Dwarf maidens were trained in, retreated back towards the tunnel striking at any of the silver jackal-creatures that came within striking distance. In the melee she looked desperately to see where Feldard was to see if he was ok.

At Miklos’ alarmed cry, Feldard turned away from the collapsed tunnel, just in time to see two of the foot tall jackal-headed statues charge towards him. He raised his axe just in time to block their first attacks.

He followed that with an attack of his own, pressing his opponents back further into the room. He needed to get to the entrance and help protect Hernane and the others as they made their escape.

But it was easier planned than done. Despite their diminutive size the statues, like the golem from another adventure, were resistant to his attacks. But Feldard was not one to give up.

“Fall back, fall back!” Hasan echoed the cleric’s sentiments. He thrust his spellbook deeply into his backpack, dodging a silvered slashing claw as he stuttered backwards. There was no hope for him here, book in hand or hand deep in his pack. The elf fled as swiftly as he could. One of the little jackal-men jumped on his back and sunk its teeth into his shoulder. The elf knocked the statuette off with a sharp backhand as he made it out of the chamber. The statuettes that had been hot on his trail turned away as he exited and diverted its attention to those still in the room.

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11 responses to “A Dozen Diminutive Devils

  1. Feldard -3hp
    Stephan -2hp
    Hasan -3hp

    Maruc: 10xp+10xp
    Miklos: 10xp+10xp
    Feldard: 10xp+10xp
    Hasan: 10xp+10xp+10xp
    Stephan: 10xp+10xp

    TOTAL:
    Maruc: 19,650/24000
    Miklos: 19,745/20000
    Feldard: 19,740/34000
    Hasan: 18,890/32000
    Stephan: 18,690/32000

  2. Stephan

    Stephan desperately fought to make a guarded retreat. Blood stung the corner of his eye where the jackal that had leaped on his face left that and many more lacerations across his countenance.

    But as he fought to join Hasan in relative safety, he strained to see his own, smaller, jackal carving. And there it was!

    His glance, however, cost him dearly. Two more jackals found there way to the few places his skin was exposed and proceeded to inflict damage like a weasel in a chicken coop. Tiny, vicious, knives of tooth and claw sent sparkles of pain ricocheting through his body. Nonetheless, he tried to kick his little statue, now beneath his feet, toward Hasan.

    The relentless attack of the vermin was too much. He couldn’t be sure his boot even connected with the statue. And again, his effort of saving the little carving cost him. The jackals continued a hate-filled attack; one of them seemingly burrowing into the back of Stephan’s neck.

    Flinging himself against the wall, Stephan was able to knock the most offending devil from his back but two others still clung to him. Plaster and some sort of decaying artwork cascaded to the floor from his impact. The shredded tapestry caught up his boots, tripping Stephan to his knees. More jackals leaped to attack somehow sensing a kill was near.

  3. Maruc

    The priest leapt past Stephan. He jammed the edge of his shield into a grasping fiend sending it skittering angrily across the room. “Back off a second.” He looped the chain of his flail around the second and dislodged it enough to release its grip. Wedging the struggling creature against the wall he urged Stephan away.
    The warrior gave space and Maruc ducked back into the tunnel and ran to the secret door mechanism.
    “Time to leave everyone!” he called.

  4. miklosdostevar

    Miklos scrabbled for the exit. This was no place for an unarmoured man. The floor had difficult footing but thankfully his natural clumsiness did not creep up on him as he threaded his way through the melee and the dubious safety of the tunnel. He made his way back to the midden and checked the rope. It was still secure. They couldn’t be caught down here and someone needed to guard it so hand over hand he scaled the rope with the lightstone gripped between his teeth. He pulled himself over the pit lip and scanned the room above.

  5. Maruc

    as soon as everyone is clear Maruc will slam the door shut.

  6. Feldard

    (sadly I don’t think there is a door.. then entrance to the tunnel was just an opening down in the spiders midden pit)

    With his battle axe too slow and cumbersome to effectively deal with these foes, Feldard tucked his axe between his armour and his pack for easy retrieval later then turned to using brute strength.

    Feldard made his way towards the tunnel that the elf, then the humans made their escape down. Only Hernane and himself remained within the chamber and Feldard was going to ensure Hernane made it out before him.

    Ignoring the ear piercing scratchings of talon and teeth on metal, and the occassional laceration that came along with having over half a dozen of the statuettes clambering over him, Feldard trudged his way to Hernane and with his gloved hands tore the creatures from her with a vengeance and flung them against the far wall. With the last of them off her, Feldard shoved her out through the tunnel and then barred the way past with his armoured body as he turned his attention to the ones that were swarming him.

    But it seemed for every one Feldard managed to tear from him armour and beard, two more would take it’s place. The dwarfs only saving grace was that his armour protected him fairly well, only a small number of their attacks made it through and those were mostly minor but cummulatively they would wear him down if he could not manage somehow to get them off him to retreat.

    Feldard stepped back into the tunnel, arms raised to protect his eyes as he peered at the tunnel around him to see if there were any structurally weak areas that he could exploit. If he could cause a tunnel cave-in much like the other side of the chamber that might keep the little devils contained.

    (not sure but from earlier post it seemed as if they stop attacking once in the tunnel.. but if that is incorrect them ignore this part)

    So intent was Feldard in his study of the tunnels structure that he didn’t notice right away that the weight on his back and shoulders had lightened and that the tiny scramblings had ceased. But when he did, he looked back to the chamber.. and there they were standing once more around the chamber.. perfect little statuettes unmoving… just waiting. He gave a shudder then warily backed his way towards the midden pit, just in case the little devils changed their minds.

    (oops posted the first time to the wrong place)

  7. Hernane

    Hernane after being pushed through the tunnel by Feldard waited at the bottom of the rope she yelled “come on Feldard, its time to leave”! She then clambered up the rope and stood at the top gasping for breath looking down anxiously for Feldard. Turning to the others she queried them, “what was that all about, this placed is cursed”.

  8. Hasan

    Hasan offered a hand to the bulky dwarf as he stumbled from the room, but the dwarf passed him by. The elf turned to look back at what they had encountered. The statuary was so still and there amidst the newly-stirred dust clouds lay their tiny echo. Hasan stole back into the room and held his breath. Nothing moved, though his magic sight showed the fierce glimmering outlines around the statues all the while. The elf retreived the charm. He walked out without a backwards glance.

    (Dm – is charm magical?)

  9. Stephan

    [OOC: I can’t believe you guys! I leave Stephan tripped up and being swarmed and no one types a word to help!]

  10. Feldard

    (no… Maruc helped him up and out of the chamber)

  11. Stephan

    [OOC: Thanks Maruc. Sorry for the oversight!]

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