Fellowship of the Dice

You pause at the door, you have only a few moments to decide on a course of action as you risk being seen, your light at the door, and your number of people. Keen eyes pick out the orcs and goblins that are guards, noting that there are no Men among them. In the dungeon cells, behind the bars, are the children, some openly weeping, others there are too Men and Goblin prisoners also.

Halleth gestures to Freach. "Your voice is the most likely to fool them--you speak with a Hill Man's accent normally. Call out saying you need a few hands to help with intruders. Then we will ambush them as they step in."

Telurin nods at this and begins to lead the others toward a side passage, giving them more perhaps a few more moments to discuss the plan before being spotted.

Hartley like the plan and draws his bow ready to take out the guards or anyone who ties to sound an alarm.

The group backs up to a cross roads of passages, so to better ambush, and Freach steps forward. "Ho! Goblins! Master Heddwyn has called for slaves be brought to his chamber! Bring me Hill Men of some strength and low will! Make it snappy!" He shouts waving his weapon about.

The guards, orcish, turn and see Freach. They don't know him, but they don't know all the men who are here, and they all look the same to the goblins and orcs. "Eh what is it?" One of them calls back, "Slaves? Fine fine." A few minutes and a half dozen goblins release half dozen of the Hill Men (none of the children) and slap chains on their wrists. "Come on you filthy bas'ards! The master needs you!" There the crack of a whip, and the will of the men is cowed away.

Freach nods, "Come on I don't have all day!" He turns and hurries back down the passage set just beyond your ambush point. You see the orcs coming with men prisoners, and they march, with no hint of suspicion right into your trap!!!

Telurin sees Halleth holding up his hand, telling the company to hold as long as possible, until the very last Orc has rounded the bend so as to not let one escape. His hand closes into a fist and without losing a moment the Elf has thrown his small spear into the back of a goblin.

Moments later his Great Runed Spear is in his hands, and he is charging in to make a quick end to the orc guards. Though he knows there will be a clamour, he does not raise his voice, hoping that only the voices of Orcs and Hill-men (and no Elves) won't rouse great suspicion in these halls.

Halleth grins as the goblins march past them, oblivious to the trap. Once the noose has closed, he gives the others the signal with his hand, then springs from his hiding spot, laying into the goblins with sword. They fight back, but surprised and panicked, they are ineffective and soon they are all dead.

Halleth moves quietly to the mouth of the passage, trying to see the response of the orcs who remained there--and how many of them there were.

Hartley makes use of his short sword to dispatch several of the goblins. They must mistake him for a child of men, because they do not suspect any danger for him until it is too late. He teaches them their error as the focus on the men and elf, rather than him. He then watches as Halleth makes his way to spy out the remaining enemies. To Telurin he whispers, "We must get to the children and free them before any more of these vile creatures discover us."

Telurin nods to Hartley, "I'll join you, but just a moment," He turns to Freach.
"Freach, set these Hill-men prisoners free if you can, we are going to see to the children."

The goblins are dispatched with ease, and the two orcs take a blow or two and manage a swing here and there before being put down. Freach nods to Telurin, and speaks to his people, "We are here to free the children, and you are welcome to such kindness, but you will not give us away, or you shall meet the same fate. The Hill-men's alliance with this dark place is over, do you understand?"

The men nod and agree, there is one among them, black haired, and sallow faced that does not answer right away. You do not notice this, as you press back to the chamber, and its only Eysslt that catches the man's look. Still they are freed, and given simple goblin weapons. "Where are we to go?"

Freach, coming into his own as a leader now, "You are free to go where you will, or stay with us, we will save the children and then be rid of this place. Do any of you know the way out from here?" One raises his hand, "I do." Eysslt nods, "Good, you will lead us out when the others return with our children."

The heroes move to the chamber mouth, and watch, the guard numbers are lower now, you took out many, but there are still more. You culled a third of the guards with that move. You also witnessed the main jailor, who has the keys, and can see him milling about, a large snaggle tooth orc that throws his authority around against the smaller goblins.