Getting the band together

[Anastasia]

The spear flies true - and the hard metal cleaves right through the shield of gold and gems, into the construct itself. It sinks deep into it, one giant hand going to paw at the spear, the entire thing stumbling back from the blow as it seems well and truly distracted and...

Meanwhile you notice your other two foes withdrawing away entirely, beating a complete retreat.

Go, construct's occupied.

[Corwin]

A windowless cell forcecage appears around the pair, given that those are not the actions of those who surrendered. Meanwhile, a flash takes Seira up close and personal to the construct, where she seizes upon the spear and stabs it multiple times!

22:18 <CC> roll 4#1d20+49+5+10 impromptu SA
22:18 <Penuche> CC invokes Penuche's magic: < 69, 74, 76, 72 >
22:18 <CC> roll 1d20+44+5+10
22:18 <Penuche> CC invokes Penuche's magic: < 77 > [d20=18]
22:18 <CC> roll 1d20+39+5+10
22:18 <Penuche> CC invokes Penuche's magic: < 64 > [d20=10]
22:18 <CC> roll 1d20+34+5+10
22:18 <Penuche> CC invokes Penuche's magic: < 63 > [d20=14]

22:19 <CC> roll 4#1d8+71+16d6+5+10
22:19 <Penuche> CC invokes Penuche's magic: < 151, 140, 152, 151 >
22:19 <CC> roll 3#1d8+71+5+10
22:19 <Penuche> CC invokes Penuche's magic: < 90, 90, 93 >

[Anastasia]

Give me a Strength check.

[Corwin]

17:04 <CC> roll 1d20+15 (+30 if opposed strength check)
17:04 <Kobot> CC rolled 1d20+15 (+30 if opposed strength check) --> [ 1d20=15 ]{30}

[Anastasia]

Lunging forward, Seira stabs the construct again and again. It staggers back before collapsing. It falls, all the gold and treasures dimming, turning to old rocks and hunks of rusted iron, a noisy cacophony as it all tumbles to the ground. You did it, you won!

Free act.

[Corwin]

A shame about the treasure, though Seira at least recovers her adamantium spear and drops it into her bag of holding along with what riches she managed to get before the rest were fiendishly taken from her.

Such things handled, she turns towards the forcecage to see whether the couple she had let live were competent enough to escape the prison while dimensional travel is interdicted in the few seconds she took her eyes off them to be sportsmanlike, or if it held them.

Unless they got free in a round and escaped past my perception of 102, let's have a chat!

[Anastasia]

They did not. The bearded one is giving you a long, steady look.

"I regret not having disintegration ready," he says, levelly.

[Corwin]

"It is a surprisingly useful spell," Seira agrees. "I believe we have misunderstood each other, and given that I'm not here alone the two of you simply leaving might have ended you clashing with my friends. That would have been a shame, and so let us dedicate a few moments to ensure we are on the same page." She clears her throat before continuing. "My terms are your surrender, where you would help direct me towards the slaves to the best of your ability so that I could rescue them all. In return, I will take every efreet here prisoner rather than killing them in self defense, although if any decide to charge me with an indiscriminate disintegration device I may not be inclined to save them from committing suicide via their own artifacts. Afterwards, my prisoners will be treated fairly and exchanged for our side's prisoners at the earliest opportunity. You will also, to be clear upon that point, get to retain your effects. Ah, and I would appreciate your assistance in getting the guards to stand down, but it is not strictly required as my offered terms."

She approaches the forcecage, asking, "Now that I've stated my terms again, and hopefully a bit clearer this time, do you agree? Is there anything you would like me to amend in my offer, that would still allow me to achieve my goals of rescuing everyone here?"

[Anastasia]

"...I agree," The bearded efreet says after a moment, "My family will provide a ransom as needed, and a ransom for her as well."

[Corwin]

"Excellent," Seira responds, doing away with the forcecage. If she is to experience a sudden betrayal, best that it happen soon rather than while she's helping slaves escape. "Please tell me where the largest concentration of slaves would be."

Meanwhile, she decides to call upon her power to have it answer a far simpler question, that of providing a path to the nearest person held here against their will or otherwise enslaved.

Looking for a variant of Find the Path emulated with Miracle SLA or my divine power.

[Anastasia]

"Down in the mines and in ore refinement," The bearded efreet replies plainly.

[Corwin]

"Makes sense," Seira agrees. "Let's go, I'll keep on rescuing the few kept over here as human shields."

Then, she follows the pull of her spell!

[Anastasia]

The spell is pulling you ahead, alright.

What sort of marching order are you doing, if you're taking them with you?

[Corwin]

I'm in the lead and they are expected to follow at a short distance, say 10ft, although my perception and reaction times are godly.

[Anastasia]

Fair enough.

You don't have to go far - you can detect them coming right towards you. Coming around the corner is a single efreet, dagger at the neck of a human slave. The slave shakes as the efreet declares, "Surrender to the Grand Sultan or the slave dies and his soul becomes property of the Grand Sultan!"

Some people have common sense, some people are go getters.