Chapter 3 - The Missing Delegation

Felicia's horrific magic renders Urshnora to the floor, silently screaming as death takes him.

Grimjaw: dead
Urshnora dead
Reaver 1 dead
Reaver 2, AC 14: 7 damage - beside Lizzy
Reaver 3, AC 14: 0 damage - beside Yllia, Emerson
Reaver 4, AC 14: 0 damage - beside Yllia, Emerson

Initiative Order
17: Yillia, Xella
14-15: Lizzy, Sorgrimm, Emerson
11-13: Reavers R2, R3, R4
8: Felicia

Lizzy, Sorgrimm, and Emerson are all up.

Sorgrimm’s sad turn...

Lizzy stabs at the reaver near her with her rapier... and misses.

Emerson pulls a dagger and stands one of the readers that entered the room beside her... but misses as well.

The reavers pull back, Disengaging and moving back out of the door, or toward it in the case of the one by Lizzy, who is surrendering. "Let me go, you can take what you want!"

"Tell us what we want to know and everything will be fine!" Sorgrimm grabs the surrending reaver and shoves him to ground pushing his warhammer into his face.

The reaver opens his mouth to speak, but just then the two guards outside can be heard yelling. "Murder! They done did Jolly!" The reaver on the floor clamps his mouth shut and glares.

Attempting to make herself useful after a somewhat embarrassing showing, Emerson goes to trap the door that the guards ran from so in case they return there will be a warning. She undoes the straps holding all the clanking and clattering pans tightly to her pack and strings it in such a way that if either door were to open it would make sound to alert those inside but also hold tightly for a few precious seconds.Before leaving it she makes sure to grab some gloves and several small burlap pouches from her bag then proceeds over to check out the lycanthrope.
Professionally:
The door is barred. I will search the bodies. Then makes eye contact with the Reaver Better open that mouth unless you never want to be able to use it again, dear.
Then goes about checking Grimjaw

Sorgrimm will make to tie up the reaver or subdue him if he resits (knock him out) and then tie him up. Let me know if I need to roll...

"Well. That encounter escalated quickly. And still, we have no sign of the delegation."

Yillia stays on high alert, bow still drawn. She monitors the entrances as the others work away

"Stay alert!" Yillia warns. "We saw a lot of men on our way in, perhaps we should retreat and take this one for questions"

Yillia backs away from the noise, staying as far as possible as she can while still feeling comfortable with taking a shot

Sorgrimm begins to bark orders as he ties up the prisoner, "Someone run upstairs and make sure we aren't going to get attacked from their as well. We then need to take up defensive positions. Hopefully we can talk these people down since we have slain their leader. We don't need to kill anymore we just want answers."

Yillia nods, she thought she saw arrow slits in the wall as they approached. Perfect.

She runs up the stairs, bow nocked as she ascends.

"Company. I'll keep you covered, Grimms. Let's hope it doesn't come to that." Xella takes position in front of Sorgrimm and the prisoner. Widening her stance, she holds her shield in front of her as she calls out to the new arrivals. "There's no need for additional violence. Stand down!"

As Xella says her piece, Felicia's eyes gloss over slightly white and suddenly from nothingness booms her voice, totally disembodied.

STAND DOWN NOW OR YOU TOO WILL SUFFER THE SEARING PAINS OF THE NETHER AS DID THOSE BEFORE YOU!

Using Voice of the Chain Master invocation to speak through my familiar, who is still invisibly flying over the group.