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Perception: 1D20+8 = [1]+8 = 9

Lurn lets down Cougher, "Take a short rest, I'll take one last shot." Moving 30' after the drow, he takes the distance Cougher had mentioned before into account and aims a final Guiding Bolt after the fleeing drow.

Guiding Bolt: 2D20.HIGH(1)+8 = [11, 7]+8 = 19
4D6 = [2, 3, 5, 5] = 15
Don't know if what Cougher said would offset the darkness, but if not then I'm guessing it would apply disadvantage to negate the advantage, which... Doesn't change anything here.

Lurn sets the legless, blood smeared pale dwarf down and targets the faint glow of the fleeing drow before loosing another dazzling bolt of energy. Lurn hears a satisfying 'Aaagh' and Cougher says,

"Well that got'm."

Kroshav comes over and cures Cougher's cough. The dwarf initially tries to weakly slap away Kroshav's touch saying grumbly words but after Kroshav does his thing the dwarf takes a deep breath. Then another and laughs and says more grumbly things that sound less angry.

Lurn gets that the dwarf is saying,

"No, what are ye? Stop... Wait. Aye can't feel the worms eating meh lungs no more! Thank ye lizardman!"

Lurn doesn't hear anything over the coughing followed by happy exclamations nor see anything in the light cast by Kroshav's sword. It does occur to them that they are likely VERY visible to anyone and everything looking in this general direction.

Kroshav cures his poisoning and begins heading the opposite way the drow ran following Sword's guidance.

Cougher asks Lurn,

"Where's he going? What are ye doing now? Lift meh back up."

He raises his arms to Lurn. In the light of Kroshav's sword the unnatural thinness of the dwarf is even more disturbing.

((No perception check from Kroshav? Lurn going along with Kroshav for now?))

Perception: 1D20+1 = [5]+1 = 6


Nope, guess not. Passive of 11 if that matters.

((Nah, not compared to Lurn's passive of 17.))

18, I think? Base 10 + 5 WIS + 3 Proficiency. Not that one point is going to make a huge difference.

Lurn picks up Cougher again, "Not sure where he's going, but he seems to have some clue. Glad we met him first, Kroshav's better with diseases than I am, evidently." Lurn paces after Kroshav, speaking low in common for his dragonborn friend, "Our new friend appreciates your treatment. We should hurry out of the corridor, though; more may come after that, and we're clearly visible. Any clue where we're going? Don't suppose they said about Jaq and Joe?"

In short order Kroshav follows the lead of sword and takes a left at the intersection and goes another forty of so feet to another door.

Peering in Lurn, Kroshav and Cougher see a small armory. Kroshav immediately spots Sword set, or more accurately tossed, into a corner. Kroshav sees his shield by a few others. A couple of longbows lay unstrung by several quivers of arrows. Stacks of shortswords are piled in a few places. There isn't much in the way of armor here though, and none of the group's other possessions look to be here.

((In this case the 17 or 18 didn't matter, but it's possible it could! Always forget to add the Prof change in.

The hallway goes past the door farther than the light shows but Cougher would let you know he sees a wall and probably another intersection.))

((Kroshav proabably loses light (1 min from stealing the sword) soon.))

"They weren't really very helpful. Kept trying to make me sit in that blood chair, and were asking who we were working for, but I told them we just followed the golem here, but they didn't seem to believe that. They didn't tell me anything about where any of you were."

The paladin hurries over to Sword and his shield, picking them up and getting the shield in place, feeling a bit better for it.

Lurn, for his part, grabs a shield, "Shame that my own shield isn't here. Would have been good to have full access to my magics again. At least we've got something, though. Now... Where to next? We aren't going to just escape without Jaq or Joe, surely."

((Lurn's shield would have been there as well, I missed pointing that out. This looks like where they tossed things they didn't think were all that valuable.))

Things suddenly become very dark as Kroshav's sword winks out. Kroshav picks up Sword and it feels right holding her. Suspiciously so, like that is being encouraged. Kroshav hears in his mind,
((Okay, I will say that Sword can guide Kroshav or Cougher can guide both of you or some combination. Cougher can see further than Sword but he can't see through walls so there might be some benefit of them 'working' together?

What'ca doing?))

"They had Jaq in here, stabbed him a few times... might be some blood? I think he got taken that way..."

((The same direction Lurn is now proposing?))

((Opposite direction Lurn is suggesting. Jaq was taken the same direction that the drow was running, which is also where your cell was.))

"They took Jaq that way, we can maybe do something with the body on the way?"

He's ready to move, holding Sword in front of him and taking her directions.

"Lurn, be ready to provide light when we need it?"

"I'll be ready to light up my shield if we get into a fight. Let's see if we can find where Jaq was taken - hopefully he's been put into a cell near here. Hiding the body in a cell would be a good idea too."

Lurn starts out back the way they came, "Sorry about this, Cougher, but we can't abandon our friends here. At least one of them is probably in one of the cells here, and there may be blood leading to him. If you could point out anything of note, it would be a big help."

Kroshav gets directions from Sword but finds she tends to not mention uneven ground and the like, she does apologize when he stumbles though.

Lurn's companions responds, a bit indignantly,

"Cougher? That ain't meh name Not-Bugbear, meh name is Mikram of Clan Coldspeld. Anyway, aye'm just along for the ride. Hand meh a dagger and lets go."

The three of you make your way back to the intersection and turn, moving mostly along the walls. At the door you came out of, where the fight with the drow happened, Mikram grabs Lurn's shoulder hair painfully and hisses a whisper into his ear while pulling Lurn back,

"The drider! Drider and a pair of drow checking the body!"

Sword can't see that far.

"Apologies, Mikram. We have hardly exchanged names. I am Lurn, and my companion Kroshav."

At the warning, Lurn puts out a hand to catch Kroshav and steps back, seeking for a side door as he whispers, "Are they coming toward us?"

Kroshav stops at Lurn's touch, pulling back and letting Sword know of the warning.

Mikram grunts a greeting to Kroshav.

"They were stopped but they saw us. We aren't exactly sneaking but they didn't charge down the hall after us. Yet anyhow."

Sword tells Kroshav, Kroshav feels a faint urge to go down the hall in the direction of the drow and drider in his head. Not unlike when he stood on a cliff a cliff and felt a vague urge to jump.
"

Mikram whispers,

"Well, aye saw two drow and the drider. Was at least a dozen drow there when aye got grabbed. Drow aren't brave in meh experience, aye'd guess they are waiting on backup to overwhelm us. Lean me out to take a peek Larn."

After he is back in he whispers,

"Aye, they are just standing and looking this way. Whatever we're gonna do we gotta do it fast."

Sword sends a tingle of excitement through Kroshav's arm.

That room just had his Sword and shield, none of his other gear?

((That room was mostly an armory, though Kroshav's mace and his armor were conspicuously missing. There would be some leather/studded leather armor to grab in there though if either or you were interested as well as the longbows, some shortbows and a few crossbows. Kroshav's javelins would have also been tossed into a corner if he wants to grab those.))

Studded leather and javelins please!

(Studded leath is better than nothing.) "So there are at least a dozen drow in this place, and we've taken care of two so far. There are two more and a drider here, so that makes five, but we need to be prepared for there to be a lot more. I'm running low on spells, so we can't handle a large group all at once. I'll light up my shield, then we need to move quick and take care of them before more get here. Hopefully if others arrive afterward they'll see a pile of bodies and run." When Kroshav's ready to move, Lurn casts Light on his shield, then charges out alongside the dragonborn.