Fellowship of the Dice

Nate positions himself near the narrow walkway, in case he needs to tactically withdraw. He raises an eyebrow at the liquidy voice coming from the water, but right now he can't act on something he doesn't understand yet. Right now, Poltur is before him and the guy is clearly up to no good. He wouldn't mind the guy surrendering and questioning him, but until the jerk volunteers for that, the gunslinger isn't in a merciful mood. And there's weird dark magic and corruption afoot in the region, so he really doesn't want to take any chances again.

Aiming with his Musket, he palms a few alchemical cartridges and begins firing.

Torias gets ready to cast a spell, praying to Kilmorph, but he takes a bit too long to remember the right incantation, so he needs to start again.

Nate moves up, point blank, and he opens up, a shotgun like blast that fires a barrage of damaging shot. Polutr is hit hard with a blast and staggers on the narrow plank but keep his balance even as he's bleeding down the side of his left arm, his clothes a tatter. Somehow he manages to avoid being blows away right then and there.

Dreams...

Dreams charges towards Poltur, calling out, "Junil and Lugus, guide my hand," striking hard with her sword, which now flows with divine power.

Dreams leaps forward, blade in hand, glowing with a holy radiance. The paladin slams her blade into Poltur's shoulder and nearly severs his arm. The blow cuts deeply and painfully into the man who stumbles and falls into the water below! The scyring pool is crimson now with his blood as he scream. "Kill them, kill them! I release you as we spoke about, kill them!" He manages to grab the side and produces a potion vial from his belt and drinks it down sealing up much of the damaged wound.

As he screams to the water droplet a very large watery creature drops down out of it, "Free! Free after a century!" The huge water elemental turns his gaze on Dreams and slams her in the chest knocking her back into the wall with a powerful punch. It knocks some wind from her lungs. Then a massive constrictor snake darts out from the hanging droplet too, like a lashing vine the snake strikes at Dreams but she side steps, then blocks with her blade as it attempts to grab her with its mouth several times.

Torias, with Nate and Dreams quickly behind.... The Snake Thing

Torias calls to his diety for aid, and lo, a dwarf like figure in heavy armor and with a two handed axe appears, and attacks the elemental with the axe.

Dreams lets out an ear-splitting wail of grief and rage, then attacks the elemental with her sword.

Nate reloads as he fires, grateful for the army training that worked the action into his muscle memory.

Torias summons a shimmering spirit. The dwarf appears with a great axe emblazoned with the symbol of Kilmorph the dwarf god of the forge. The creature lays into the elemental as it flanks with Dreams. The axe slices through the watery elemental knocking great splashes of its mass into the pools below.

Nate reloads so fast it seem impossible, but the cartridge helps keep up the pace. He can't fire on anyone in the room without the danger of shooting his allies in the back save for the towering elemental that stands 6 feet above even Dream's helm. So he clusters some shot into the creature and sprays the far wall with water and bullets from his musket. The creature is howling now in pain.

Dreams echoes the howl with one of her own before she slices horizontally through the elemental, then flips her blade and splits it top to bottom sending two waves of crashing water into the pool below. Just like that the creature is dead.

Poltur climbs out of the pit of water on the far side, he rolls to his feet, draws his blade and sneers, "Well, time to go I guess!" He's about to dart away.

The massive snake rears up, hissing in anger as its only companion for decades is now slain by the elf. It lashes out with new effort and clamps onto her shoulder pulling Dreams in and coiling up around her constricting and grappling the Elohim within its muscled body. It then starts to hoist Dreams up toward the great watery droplet in hopes of drowning her inside it.

Torias and his spirit...