Thema: Whol l'olath ilhar

[Phaerven]

 Zhadristan stops in his tracks, crouches down(provided it makes sense in a way that he is less likely to be spotted in this terrain) and waits for orders.

[Sheiriya]

 Sheiriya looks at the strangers and waits for reactions. After all her group has a "leader" to do the talking or whatever.

[Drakkar Daveneorn]

 Zouhlnor signs to the group, "We should flank them, if they are hostile at least that might convince them to surrender to questioning."

[warlockco]

 Keth signs, Go up and speak to her or do something, Geirildin, you are currently the "leader" right now.
Afterwards reaching under her piwafwi to unhook the scourge from her belt.

[Narzen]

 Narzen quietly moves to Keth's front and signals, I believe we should be more wary of our surroundings than of these drow ahead, malla jabbress. It appears to me as though the battle that took place here is not yet over, somehow.

[Zanan]

 *Always good to hustle the DM a bit, aye?! *

Geirildin, being near the front of the group does not try to take any sort of cover, neither does Jhalashar. Talice crouches as soon as she spots the female's head, while Nata'al does likewise at the end of the party. She closely watches the fungi for any sort of ambush. Your leader raises one arm and spreads his fingers wide, to make sure the drow sees him. He offers a formal greeting gesture, yet the drow calls out something unaudible and the head of her fellow appears. Half an instant later, the two disappear and you hear them coming more or less rushing down between the fungi, shield and weapon in hand. The front group will have time for one volley before they two females are at them.

"Remember that they are charmed and not the main threat," Nata'al snarls. She takes up a position to have full view of the scene of battle before adding: "I'll keep watch for those who did it, make sure ye let one alive!"

[warlockco]

 Keth will move towards the nearest female, lashing out with her scourge, willing all the heads to sink their fangs deeply into her as to incapitate her.

[Zanan]

 When the two females come out, the group has spread somewhat, trying to get into flanking positions.

Geirildin simply orders to all who can hear him: "Lay them low with the missiles!" ... and lets an arrow fly at the female charging him directly. Not waiting for the result, he drops his bow and draws his blade. Behind him, Jhalashar starts an inspiring tune.

The two wear dark elven armor with some sort of House insignia, but you do not recognize them.

[Oyn]

 Iira grabs the axe at his side and says, "Well time to see this thing in action." With a fluid movement he takes the axe from his side, brings it forward, and releases. It spins through the air towards the female he had the clearest throw at.

[Sheiriya]

 A longsword materializes in Sheiriya's left hand which she changes into her right hand afterwards.

[Zanan]

 As soon as the drow reappear, arrows and bolts whiz through the air. Talice targeted the second drow, her arrow neatly plants itself in her left shoulder. The female takes a few steps more, but then the poison takes hold of her. She barely manages to shield away Narzen's crackling bolt just before she collapses. Zhadristan's missile sinks into her thigh and as the drow topples over, her shield and sword clatter to the ground. Oblivious to her comrades' fate, the front drow charges on, accepts Iira's axe scratching her shoulder almost without flinching while sidestepping Geirildin's arrow. She closes in on the leader in no-time and does not seem to care about the thread of Zouhlnor flanking her.

The scout moves a few steps to the side and gets another arrow out. This time, she continues to watch the fungi forest though, assuming that the fighters will deal with their attacker.

[warlockco]

 Keth with move towards the remaining combatant, and attempt to trip her.

[Zanan]

 Geiridlin meets the drow with a vicious slash of his fine and long blade, taking most sting out of her charge. She lashes at him in quick succession, but the nimble warrior dodges her attacks easily enough. Her skill though is quite admirable too, as she lets Zouhlnor's axe slice into open space, bringing the drow into close proximity of Iira's whirling axe rather than his intended target. Both Narzen and Zhadristan send poisoned bolts into the melee, but only the former hit and looks on in frustration as the drow does not succumb to the poison. Keth aims well at the warriors legs, opening another bloody gash, but does not succeed in tripping the drow. The female yanks her leg back and tries to trip Keth instead, but the priestess' weapon come loose again. Fury burns in the drow female's eyes, as she scans her opponents.

[Drakkar Daveneorn]

 Zouhlnor Doubles in size and squares off his shoulders to the remaining female, "Countinue fighting us and you will never see the shadows of another day!"

[warlockco]

 Keth screams out "Ssussun pholor dos! Lil Quarvalsharess zhah ultrin!" as she lashes out, willing all the heads of her scourge to strike.





Translation
*Light upon you! The Goddess is supreme!*