>>5416282>>5416290>>5416301>>5416311>2,3,4,6 for DC 8 thanks to the compelling points : triple crit fail.With your master handled, you dig deeper in the dwarven halls. A forrest of stone pillars, somptuous engraving, waterfall spilling mist everywhere. You feel here and there glimpses of gold, treasures untold.
"The king will receive you quickly."
And, true to his world, you are introduced to the throne room. Something feels off. There is a pressure, like the whole mountain weighting up on you. You shrugged it off.
Both Urist and Borri kneel. A little dwarf, more wide than high, proclames :
"Behold, his majesty Kutm Krangal Oggrazdrengi Rikk Karazakarak Gormgromgromthi Gnollengrom Ori Varrkhulg Zagaz Grudgebearer. Krangal Ogreslayer, King of Karaz-a-Karak, the Wise, the Brave. Who Request Audience?"
His high-pitched voice couldn't break the accumulating pressure.
"Me, Borri Ironbrow, Master Runesmith.
- Master? No such nonsense! You never stroke a masterRune!"
The king disdain is palpable.
"And yet, I did... Thanks to an unexpected ally! Behold my creations"
This is your time. Jumping out of the necklace, with the three golems, the room becomes even more tense. You fill like all light dimmed even more.
"You fool... Introducing our people's great bane in those stone halls?"
That's not good. Not good at all. All your carefully plans, arguments, commercial prospects, alliance, down the drain. The dark cloud surrounding the King Under The Mountain gets heavier. And it strucks you : The weight is one of chaos. The great king of dwarvenkind have fallen.
"Hectorrrrr... Now would be a great time for a mirrracle
- <span class="mu-s"> Let me do my best... You know, I'm pretty sure you're bullshiting me on that ability you gave me</span>"
You cut the link. Slander with your guardian can wait. How to get out of here? Your two dwarven companion seems dumbstrucked too.
"I have a grudge with your people, lizard. Guards, chain the traitors. They won't see daylight for a long, long time. As is custom, and as they should never had. That corrupting light will be our bane, hear my words"
>Write-in how the hell you plan to get out of this mess. 