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[Bill Chompski]

Cautiously approaching after Fyodor misses his strike, Detlas jabs his spear at the machine, center-mass.
Well, actually, it's essentially all center-mass.

As soon as he makes his strike, he hops backwards, shield held low in case the disk moves to attack him.

To hit - Unnatural 20
Dam - 4

[retromach]

The attacks left dents in the robot's armor. A few of the motors seemed to whirr and start to jam up. An unnatural smell fills the air, as the robot swung and attacked Fyodor, it's body and head moving independently as it looked on each of it's attackers, trying to keep a 360 degree view as it was quickly surrounded.

[12 to hit Fyodor]

[zomara0292]

Atil strikes at it again, with teeth and with axe.

Bite = 22 (18+4) damage = 6(2+4)
Axe = 15 (11+4)

[TALLPANZER]

Brother Jonathan swings his fist at robot, hoping to knock something loose inside of it. [To hit 6] Missing the robot entirely, he tried a kick. [to hit 10] that glanced off the robot.

[Cynicalwhovian]

Stella looses an arrow, piercing through a rusted portion of its armor. It severs the set of wires leading out from its battery before embedding itself in the battery's protective housing. It should be repairable, but for now, it's out of action. [21 to hit, 10 damage]

[retromach]

The robot's eyes darkened, and it slumped. The disk pulled slowly closer to Mr. Shredder.

[Weirdsound]

The wounded Hobgoblin is on the move, almost before Stella's arrow hits its target. He approaches the Goblins, and begins the process of stripping the gross undead of their potentially valuable armor. "Waste not, want not, Give me a hand with this, guys!"

[TALLPANZER]

Brother Jonathan stood over each body and made the sigh of the flame "May the light of the silver flame guide you to your final reward." He spoke the write softly as each body was stripped.

[JaxtalMK2]

Dullahan stood by the bot, slowly putting his blade away, his own movements looking a bit jerky. "Before we just settle in to loot everything... some healing would be nice from those who can."

[TALLPANZER]

Brother Jonathan took out his holy symbol of cure wounds and use a charge from it. [11 hp healed on Dullahan]

[Weirdsound]

Mr. Shredder considers the prospect of healing as he works. On one hand, he was in pain, but at the moment there were no more apparent threats, so his Hobgoblin instinct to save face was not going to allow him to ask for help. Besides, he could just rest on the ship, and not waste precious charges of Brother Jonathan's holy symbol.

This thought prompts him to Fyodor, the healthier of the two rouges. "You should move quietly ahead of the party. Make sure the path back to the ship is clear the rest of the way. I think we've earned a rest after that scrap, so if we don't have more fights coming up, there is no point overtaxing Brother Jonathan's holy symbol to patch us up now."

[LordPorkins]

Fyodor nods and then heads off up ahead, keeping to the shadows

[Rolled 13]

[retromach]

You made your way back to the main entrance. You'd be able to squeeze everyone in to the front antechamber. You'll be squeezed together as wind is blown through the room, for whatever reason. The door opened, and the Astral Kraken hovered over the golden yellow dust and rocks outside.

[Cynicalwhovian]

Stella had collected what arrows she could. ”Keep in mind there is more to explore.”

[Weirdsound]

Mr. Shredder nods solemly at the Dragonmarked Human's words. "Indeed. At this point we have to assume the entire crew of this place has been zombfied. We should sweep the whole place and purge the undead before we try and get more Mithril out, but first we must lick our wounds and I must equip myself with magics better suited to deal with them! Zombies are clumsy beasts, so I'm thinking this is the perfect opportunity to take my new grease spell for a test drive!"

Several minutes later, Hel-Shredder lands the skiff on the deck of the Astral Kraken so that he my boast to the crew about hitting the Mithril motherlode, and enjoy a long rest.