After hearing the pained cries of the tiny giant-kin that were left in the brew-pub area of the cellars, The cleric Robard the Red charges down the ladder from the trap door to investigate and finds himself the target of a number of arrows coming from the shadows-North.
A few close calls miss him and finally a hit in his arm- Ow! 2 points of wounding..
Glacon clearly already dead from a hail of arrows,sprouted from his chest like a bouquet of death, and his compatriot Rocky trapped behind the cover of the bar!
Rocky looks to you paralyzed by fear!!
Robard, Crystal Wynd the wizard and Beetlebrow are the only PCs still in the merchant’s shoppe & able to respond.
Beetlebrow snatches up his wand and drags Culum along by his collar. “Time for adventure boy!” Beetlebrow hitches his trousers up, winks at Culum and leaps down the stairs ready to let loose with the most extravagant magic missile he can muster (the gnome prides himself on visual FX at the cost of effectiveness)
He sees Robard pierced by an arrow, and pointing toward the northewestern tunnel! You see a few man sized figures in the shadows toward that direction.
Beetlebrow gesticulates a spell and narfs off a Magic Missile toward the shadows— Moans are heard and curses follow with retreating footfalls. Culum shouts an expletive & dives for cover with Rocky behind the bar.
Robard, Crystal Wynd, and Beetlebrow Next Actions: Beetlebrow mage-hands a table across the tunnel entrance and unsheathes his dagger. Brandishing it menacingly, he growls, “Hear this man-sized figures! Come snuff out your likely wicked lives on the end of my blade! Culum! Comport yourself as befits the apprentice of a great wizard! Get out from behind there!”
Your retort goes unanswered. Culum peeks his head above the bar with a crude firebomb fashioned from a bottle of spirits and a bar rag, he removes the bar rag and drinks from the bottle, then replaces the rag before asking ” All clear Guv’nah?” Next Actions: BBrow, Crystal Wynd, Robard IN Cellar:
Robard tears the arrow out of his arm and flings it against the floor. He picks up his Warhammer and with a silent prayer to Dumathoin he chases after the vile heathens who attacked them.
..Robard gets 20,30,50 feet into the unlit tunnel- it goes on further, but he sees or hears nothing further. Whatever creatures had brazenly attacked the innocent lackey has seemingly fled for now.