Game Thread

[The Wandering Bard]

something brushes Sparkels back as she turns around and grabs the book.

[Anaesthesia]

"Hey!" Sparkle turns towards the person who grabbed the book.

[The Wandering Bard]

the hand hand twiches and drops the book on to the stone floor. the arm lies still the rest of its owner is covered by the blanket.

[Anaesthesia]

*hoping someone's nearby* "Um, guys?? Help would be appreciated here..." I'll take out my rapier, ready to strike if needed.

[Maelstrom]

Crowblaze, who was still intent in looking at the specimen jars, didn't notice what was going on with Sparkle until the book dropped.

Upon Sparkle's request, he approaches the table, getting between the table and Sparkle, motioning for her to step back. He holds his longspear pointed towards the figure, looking for signs of more hostile movement.

He looks at the hand to see if he can figure out what sort of creature it belongs to.

[Anaesthesia]

I'll back up, allowing Crowblaze to get closer to the figure.

[The Wandering Bard]

the hand appears to be humaniod in build and size. Sparkle, you feel the bile in your stomach rise as you note that the flesh on the hand has been completly removed from the appendage. Crowblaze and Sparkle both note that the red cloth is actually a cloth caked with blood, this is the reason the cloth appears rather stiff, and also explains the deep red coloration. bits of caked blood lie on the table, having broken free of the blanket when the arm moved.

[The Wandering Bard]

as Sparkle and Crowblaze watch, they notice a small bit of the blanket rising and falling very slowly. it appears to small though to be a chest moving.

[Anaesthesia]

Sparkle looks curiously at the figure, but doesn't venture any closer to the figure.

[Maelstrom]

Crowblaze watches the creature for a little longer, showing no emotion. He is unconcerned about the blood or implications of experimenting on living creatures in such a vile manner.

Crowblaze tells Sparkle, "I don't think there is anything left for us here. This creature appears to be no threat if we do not disturb the book, and I don't believe there is anything to further our quest in this room."

He then bends down to see if he can see any details about the book (without touching it). Is it written in a language he knows? How old does it appear? Does it smack of the arcane?

Knowledge(History)
Knowledge(Arcana)

[D'argos]

Rok tries to push his way through. Keeping Crowblaze, Sparkle, and the figure between them all.

"If the book is important, we should take it" Rok says in a very serious voice.
"If nothing else, than to destroy what evil is contained inside of it to prevent it from falling in someone else's hands. These deeds must stop." Rok gets out a flask of oil and a torch. It appears that he wants to "cleanse" the place.

[D'argos]

"I think this place is an abomination, but I will proceed no further unless... we all want this." (Rok steadies his hand and watches the figure intently, ready at any moment to spring if the figure makes any move towards Crowblaze.)

[The Wandering Bard]

a wet weezing sound issues from underneath the blanket, a small stirring shakes bits of dried blood off of the ragged cloth.

Crowblaze, you look at the book and as you watch the rune encrusted cover, the symbols seem to move, like muscles under flesh, the cover is a pale white. the runes are shape and jagged, it almost hurts the eyes to stare at them the runes are written in a deep red.

Highlight for a hint (The book is written in a dialect of infernal)

[Riftwalker]

(Unless there's something obvious that would prevent Seryl from exploring this possibility) Seryl approaches the figure underneath the blanket, concerned that the person/thing underneath it is hurt or in need of healing. She reaches for the blanket and throws it off.

[The Wandering Bard]

With a sound like ripping cloth, the blanket is pulled from the table. underneath the fabirc is the blod covered form of a man. The mans lips move, and tears well up in his eyes at the sight of party. his body spasms and convulses as oxygen reaches the patchs of his body that are now exposed to air. you realize that the mans body has been completely flayed of his flesh. the pulsating muscles and viens clearly visable.

you wonder how the man could still be alive, until you notice several small vials. upon your inspection you deduce that the contents of the vials were healing potions. and minor ones at that. it seems that the owner of this domain has been torturing or experimenting on his captives, then healing them just enough so that they survive. (you also realize that if potions can heal the man, so can your magic.)

[Riftwalker]

Seryl's face is both concerned and compassionate for the man wracked in what must be excruciating pain. Her eyes close as her hands glow a soft yellow as she casts a healing spell.

(Endure Elements spontaneously casted as Cure Light Wounds.)

Cure Light Wounds on the Man

Seryl's Status:
Current effects:


Light of Lunia (full brightness; at least several minutes remaining)

HP: 22 / 22
Turn Undead Attempts: 5 / 6
Greater Turning Attempt (Sun domain power): 1 / 1
Hallowed Soul Scream Ability: 1
Spells:

Level 0: Detect Magic, Read Magic, Guidance, Create Water, Amanuensis (Spell Comp. 9)
Level 1: Comprehend Languages, Command, Magic Weapon, Light of Lunia (Spell Comp. 132), Endure Elements (Domain Spell)
Level 2: Hold Person, Spiritual Weapon, Mark of Judgement (PHB2 119), Barkskin (Domain Spell)

Items:

Arrows: 30
Sleep Arrows: 2
Potion of Cure Light Wounds: 5
Potion of Sanctuary: 2
Potion of Protection from Evil: 2

[The Wandering Bard]

THe mans form jerks and spasms as Seryl lays her hands on his twisted and bloodied body. as the party watches, the mans skin begins to regrow in several places, the mans breathing eases, and his eyes become more clear and focused.

shaking, and weak the man moves to sit up, but after a moment is content to rest his back against the cool stone wall. "Thanks, May Lyindril's blessings fall upon you. I am Surish. from a small town in the valley near the base of this mountain. My son Rulmath and several others from the town. I found a passage several feet above and followed it down here. I managed to kill some kind of humanoid with pale white skin and huge black eyes, it fought like a demon with stone weapons. I was making camp when this creature, it looked like a man, pale as the others in elegant robes appeared. before I could react it cast several spells, many I think, it had in a ring and an amulet that it wore. I was stuck. unable to move as it ran its tests on me, my flesh. that book, its some kind of relic of an older civilization. It, that man, his jet black robes blended into the surrondings as if made from the shadows. I could never tell if he left, or was standing next to me until i felt the sharp pains of another test. (the man stops, his breath coming faster as he becomes caught up in his tale.) I couldn't move.....all I could do was scream, and pray. it seemed amused to let me pray. it would talk to me as if it hadn't seen the world outside in decades, fascinated by what I told it. I never told it the truth though....stupid thing. I told it that the world was covered in Ice, that few things lived above, and that we had lost much of our powers with magic, and that most of the gods had long since left. it cackeled then. like a man enjoying a good game of cards. its eyes, or the red orbs that served as them, glowed brighter.

Please, we must kill that thing before it can find my son and the others. My equipment must be her somewhere. I never saw the thing take it. I saw the man stuff something under this table. it might be there. but be careful, i couldn't see if the area was trapped."

[Maelstrom]

Crowblaze allows the man to finish, then steps forward, eyes blazing blue. His voice is grave, given depth by its metallic sound. "This evil will not go unpunished. You, sir, have my protection, and we will seek to protect your son and the other villiagers from this vile shadow. It seems that the evil you have faced is probably related to the quest we have accepted."

Crowblaze' mood lightens. He stares at the table and what is under it suspiciously. "Possibly trapped you say? Unfortunately, this is not my specialty."

[D'argos]

Rok no good with traos either. Unless you call setting them off good !

((Rok rips some of his own clothes and blanket if need be and begins to make war-would like bandages. I don't know if this will help. I hope to only stop or prevent some bloodloss))

Rok patch u up like dwarf who got eaten by dragon once. But this time you live.

Rok's heal check

[D'argos]

(( :eek: ^ up above, Rok looks quite pleased with his work, even if the guy looks like a half mummy with all the bandages on :D ))

[The Wandering Bard]

Rok's heal check stabilizes the man (successfully removing the wounding properties of the experiments) the man looks down at his bandage wrapped form and nods his head in thanks. "crude yes but it looks effective enough. I should have a potion or two in my pack if we can find it. My bag should have a long black case attached to it. I holds my weapons, as well as my other gear. I go with you if you will help me find the others. I....have a useful background....."

[D'argos]

((Rok thinks for a long time, deep in thought. Wondering what type of skills this man could possess that would be so useful to the party. And why would he say it in such a way like that.. unless.. of course..!!!!!))

Rok enthusiastically says " Ah, Rok.. understand you." A few jabs in the air of Rok's elbow motions your way.

" Rok know.. and Rok can help out."
Rok starts removing a bunch of wares from deep inside his pack.
"Dese are old family.. special , but Rok think they can help you out....there you go. And there that too" And Rok places a huge pot and pan in front of the man and starts to lay out bug ladles and a giant stirring spoon.

"I would like an omeleet or maybe even some beef stew first chance you get !" Rok says with a very proud grin.

[The Wandering Bard]

"Well my large friend, I'm not really a cook but I do know how to mix certain things together for certain results. Noramlly though I never get a chance to see what people think. hmmm... I suppose that after I get my gear, I could russel up something to eat. but I would prefer that we find a safer place to rest though...I don't know how long we have before that thing comes back."

With a struggle the man manages to slide off of the taable. and leans against the wall. "My large friend, could you smash that table for me as I cant find a way to open it? (Haven't heard from Seth in a while so I'm approuching this in a different way."

As Rok works on ruining the table, Surish rumages though the room for anything of value. Finding several pots of ingrediants he hands some to Crowblaze and Sparkle and mixes the rest in a small iron pot salvaged from a shelf.

(Crowblaze you are handed a pot diamond dust (two pinches)
(Sprakle is given a bottle of blue liquid.)

"those might be worth something two you two. "

Mixes ingrediants in pot

[The Wandering Bard]

after a few moments the man reachs up to one of the shelves and pulls down a bottle, pouring its contents onto the floor. he then drains a the mixture from the pot into the bottle, the thick black liquid slowly filling the glass tube.

(waiting to hear from Rok.)

[Anaesthesia]

I'll look over the bottle with blue liquid, but quickly stash it away for later identification.

[Maelstrom]

Crowblaze sticks the diamond dust in one of his many front pockets, thanking the man. He looks on with great interest as he watches the man, trying to figure out what he is doing.

Knowledge(arcana)

[The Wandering Bard]

You don't know much about what Surish created, but you do realize that the potion is not magical, and that most of the items that the man choose and mixed were varieties of poisons.

Greenbrier (a slow moving poison that slows bodily movement)
Hackweed (slows oxygidation to body)
Oak sap (thickens the mixture, also keeps the liquid on what ever it touches)

as well a a few other powders and liquids that you don't recognize.

[D'argos]

((Rok puts away his weapon. Hacking at the table could cause the weapon to go clean though and damage the mans belongings.))

"Ok lets see if I can remember this move from my old bar-bouncing days."

((Rok remembers what the man said......, about what happened to him here and is visibly upset by it))

"ROK SMASH !!"

[D'argos]

((if ... and only if..the table isnt broken......))

ROK SMASH !!! :mad:

Rok brings his fists down again

Damage

[The Wandering Bard]

the sturdy table collapses under the blow of the attack, the damage was not enough to break a small glass vial filled with a smokey vapor how ever (you got really luck with a roll :) 1 away from the glass breaking ) inside the table you see an assortment of small books, journels most likely as well as a large canvas sack. as Rok removes the sack, the man shuffles over and digs though its contents. with a pleased sigh he takes out two vials of blue liquid and drinks them. as the party watches, color returns to the mans palid skin, his eyes seem to clear even further as the pain subsides.

"thank you my large friend. That was just what was needed. It i'm still a little sore but I can get along find now." the man begins pulling out several items. A suit of very fine supple black leathers, studded with metal rivets, dulled with a black grease to reduce the chances of light glittering of the metal. he also pulls on a pair of thick black gloves and boots. a quiver of arrows, several daggers which he places all over his person in various places. a small bow is placed in the quiver as well. then with a smile he pulls out a long thin curved sword. its metal is dulled by a black grease as well but it is obvious to everyone that the blade is very well made, and twin blue saphires sit in the hilt of the blade. the man fastens the blade to his side.

"Thank you all again, I believe however that we have to make a choice. will you help me find my son and the others, or do you wish to part ways. I will continue after them either way."

[Maelstrom]

"I cannot speak for the flesh creatures, but you have my services." Crowblaze bows, clanking.

"This creature that held you captive must be stopped, and perhaps is a key to our quest as well."

Crowblaze takes a long look around the room once again, resisting the urge to spend more time digging through all the intriguing ingredients and equipment. He moves towards the entrance, hefting his spear.

"Mursharr, are we still clear?"

[The Wandering Bard]

OOC: NPC'ing our sneaky friend.

Mursharr looks out the doorway and see's nothing out of the ordinary. the light from the room and torches illuminates several feet of hallway. as the scout looks around he notices that the only way the party hasn't gone was to the left at the fork in the tunnel. back tracking seems the only thing to do.

Mursharr slinks down the hallway with very little noise. after 100yrds. he moves back to the party and motions you to follow him to that point.

[D'argos]

((Rok ponders for a few moments before answering. Wanting to use his best common speak.))

"I am glad that you are better and that we found you before it was too late. I beleive you might be one of the missing villagers I am was sent here after. If so, then at least I know I am on the right trail. If your son is down here... as well as any others; than I will do my best to help rescue them.

My stregnth is yours."

((Rok puts away any of his belongings he has out and readies his weapons))

[The Wandering Bard]

"I was unaware that the lord mayor of the town would send a rescue after us, my heart is glad with this news. when this is over, I will have a feast prepared in your honor, my large friend. and for all of you as well."

as the scout moves down the hall, Surish moves to follow after him. his form fading into the shadows like the scouts. the only noise the man makes, is the sound of his thin blade being pulled from its sheath.

[dndmaster]

Gabriel looks to the others before Surish moves off and decides for himself, "I would be honored to accompany you to find your son." Then as he watches him move off after Musharr he sees what qualities the man has.

[Zane]

OOC: NPC'ing our sneaky friend.((OOC: and well done at that.))

Mursharr glances back at the sound of the blade being pulled free, not used to any of the others being so close. Seeing those still at the doorway, he quickly puts things together and continues along his way, figuring this other scout will be doing the same.

Mursharr continues scouting ahead along the path, checking for enemies and traps down the only path not yet travelled. Every minute or so reappearing from shadows another distance down the path, waving to his comrades that it is still clear before sliding back into the shadows to continue his search.
Search (trapfinding)Spot and Listen checks

[Maelstrom]

Crowblaze moves along in his marching position, oblivious to the scout and the new ally even when they make themselves more obvious. He is not overly loud, but his inattentiveness shows as he continues to stare at things most would find uninteresting along the floors, walls, and ceiling.

[The Wandering Bard]

The party slips down the tunnels, the passage way winding ever deeper into the earthen maze. Mursharr notices that the ground is becoming ever increasingly more moist. in several places he can see the small trickles of water as it seeps out of cracks running down the tunnel. just as the tunnel seems like it couldn't get any tighter the tunnel widens suddenly and the party finds themselves in the honeycomb like structure of the caverns. the party emerges from the smaller tunnel to stand on a wide ledge looking down over what appears to be an underground lake. the area is lit to a dim shadowy world by massive patches of glowing fungus. (the area is light enough for a anyone with out any special visions to see 50' night vision can see very well, and low-light vision can see 100ft.) Surish appears out of the shadows, his sword has gone missing, he now holds his small curved bow. the man jestures to a set of, what appear to be individual ledges at a close to regualar pattern that could easily work as stairs. they lead down towards the lake.

[headeast76]

Without a word Barravas has been behind Mursharr following the quiet companion and giving off an air of frustration with grumbles and sighs.... Holding his battle ax at the ready he scans the room (search check:1d20+1/10+1 = 11) looking for anything out of the ordinary (Ooc: dark vision 50' )

[Zane]

Mursharr carefully picks his path down the passageway, doing all he can to keep his feet dry, even to the point of neglecting the shadows on occasion. Upon reaching the ledge Mursharr stops in his tracks, looking out over the cavern and its lake. ((BTW, how large is this lake - how far from side to side?))

After a couple moments Mursharr takes a step back from the ledge and draws his attention back to the party. As Surish notes the 'steps', Mursharr hesitantly nods to him. He then points to the man and one side of the path, followed by pointing to himself and the other side, placing himself against the wall of the cavern. "Two look faster," he explains quickly to Surish in hushed tones, figuring that they will move faster with both of them watching the path.

[D'argos]

((Rok seems a bit nervous to you ... he puts away firefang and readies his composite longbow.. which looks like a shortbow in his hands.. he very carefully follows behind, if anyone gives Rok quick glances.. he simply shrugs and says...

"Rok can't swim"

[Maelstrom]

Crowblaze looks down over the lake for a moment, then puts his hand on Mursharr's shoulder. "Stealth will not help us here. Let me go down first while you and the others cover me." Then to the rest of the party, "if these ledges are as treacherous as they appear, let me take that danger first. I do not breathe as you flesh-creatures do, so if I fall I will not have to worry as much as you about its dangers."

Crowblaze waits to see what others think of this idea.

[dndmaster]

Gabriel looks to CrowBlaze and gives a nod of approval.

[Zane]

Mursharr looks up to Crowblaze and quickly nods in agreement. "Go, human scout watch over metal man. Mursharr make sure nothing follow." Mursharr then quickly, and almost happily, moves back to the passageway entrance to take rear guard for now.

[Maelstrom]

Crowblaze moves to the edge of the ledge, shifts his spear to his buckler hands, and utters an incantation. A green disc appears (Tenser's Floating Disc), hovering by his side. Placing his spear, buckler, and his belt pouch on the disc, he starts moving down the ledges, his hands free. The disc follows close behind, hovering easily in the air.

Crowblaze moves carefully, making sure his grip is sure before moving to the next ledge down. At each ledge, he readjusts the light attached to the front of his robe to make sure he can see the way ahead, and scan the surroundings for danger.

[The Wandering Bard]

As crowblaze makes his way down the stone ledges, a few pebbles drop off the side of the natural steps. as they reach the water they fail to make a splashing noise. the noise instead is a bubbling sound.

Everyone please make a listen check. Barravas please make a spot check as well.

Also just to clarify.

regular vision can see: 50ft. away
low-light: 100ft. away.
Darkvision: can see perfectly in these conditions.

[Maelstrom]

Listen check
Edit: Heh, Crowblaze is completely oblivious as usual

[Anaesthesia]

Listen check (+2 Wis Mod, +2 Racial Bonus)

[The Wandering Bard]

yeah... Corwblaze hears nothing.

Sparkle can hear little over the breathing of her companions and the sounds of them moving.

Surish nods to Crowblaze, then smiles at the crafy warforged. thinking how smart it is to have two availible hands.

[dndmaster]

Gabriel tries to listen to his surroundings making sure he is not suprised again like before. Listening

[Zane]

Mursharr focuses on keeping his companions safe, trying his best to not let anything sneak up on them.
Listen check

[The Wandering Bard]

Gabriel hears low grunting, a gutteral language of sorts. its coming from by the lake, but the cavern has a way of distorting sound, so the direction is really your best guess.

Mursharr hears the same thing as Gabriel but he can also make out the low tones of a drum. it sounds odd, and out of place, but the beat is steady and regulare.

[dndmaster]

Touching someone that is close by Gabriel whispers, "do you hear that grunting? It sounds like it is coming from over there near the lake." Gabriel then points that way.

[Zane]

"Drrums bother Mursharr more. Drums mean tribe to Mursharr." Mursharr replies to Gabriel's comment.

[headeast76]

As crowblaze makes his way down the stone ledges, a few pebbles drop off the side of the natural steps. as they reach the water they fail to make a splashing noise. the noise instead is a bubbling sound.

Everyone please make a listen check. Barravas please make a spot check as well.

Also just to clarify.

regular vision can see: 50ft. away
low-light: 100ft. away.
Darkvision: can see perfectly in these conditions.



Barravas looks around again just to double check the surroundings (spot check = (1d20+2/16+2 = 18)

[The Wandering Bard]

Barravas can make out small huts on the edge of the water, tiny forms move around the dark hovels, as if going about their daily duties. A massive alter in the center of the hovels though catches your eyes. the moving forms are almost as cool as their surrondings, making it hard for you to distinquish the forms from the walls, on the alter however, several forms (you count 8) glow yellows, reds, and whites, with heat. a pair of taller figures stand next to them, one the same colorations as the forms in the village, the other is black the only way you can tell its there is because its form stands out against the heat signatures of the others.

[headeast76]

Barravas can make out small huts on the edge of the water, tiny forms move around the dark hovels, as if going about their daily duties. A massive alter in the center of the hovels though catches your eyes. the moving forms are almost as cool as their surrondings, making it hard for you to distinquish the forms from the walls, on the alter however, several forms (you count 8) glow yellows, reds, and whites, with heat. a pair of taller figures stand next to them, one the same colorations as the forms in the village, the other is black the only way you can tell its there is because its form stands out against the heat signatures of the others.



Barravas stops the party at once and tells them what he sees and also says "The one without a heat signiture can be nothing but trouble cause he's either dead or he has special armoror he's a shadow either way he could be trouble "

[The Wandering Bard]

the shapes in the shadowy village continue about their business, unaware of those watching them.

[D'argos]

"Rok think we should go down and say hello. That might be man from earlier. Me and Barravas charge in. We could get jump on them and ask them important questions. Like.. uhh.. does this axe go good with your head. How does Rok weapon feel on your face. And how many chops does it take to get to the center of a bad guy. With our crit rate.. the world may never know?!"

((Rok cannot take creatures by suprise, so if there will be fight he must annouce it. Though he can announce on a charge !"))

[Maelstrom]

Crowblaze stops his descent as Barravas shares his findings. He calls up, "The disk can hold much more weight, if anyone else would like their hands free."

He gestures, and the disk floats up next to the rest of the party (assuming he's not more than 35 ft from the party).

[headeast76]

Barravas looks at Crowblaze and says " I'll give this thing a chance but if you drop me I'll make you wish you hadn't...What about you Rok ?" (Ooc: Barravas and gear weigh 273.5 lbs)

[D'argos]

((in his best whipser quiet voice))

"Rok super.. super..tish-us. No trust magic disc. What Rok put on disc anyway, Rok need weapons and armor right ?"

[dndmaster]

As the disk moves over to us Gabriel decides it would be a good idea if he rode it, he is light and would have no problem staying on. "I will get on Crowblaze"

[Riftwalker]

Seryl is content not being on the disk, though she smiles at such a use for magic.

[Anaesthesia]

"Is there enough room up there for me?" Sparkle asks...

[The Wandering Bard]

the party continues its discussion of who rides the disk, as the villagers continue about there work. Barravas notes that one shadowy figure climbs up the alter with a large flat object, that resembles a sheild and a long curved knife. the black figure nods its head at the offered items.

[Zane]

"Mursharr curious why all talk so much, when forms on alter could be villagers. Go save villagers." Mursharr hisses out from the back of the group, trying to get them moving down.

[Maelstrom]

Crowblaze, who was busy moving down to the next ledge, looks up to see the dwarf and others considering clambering onto the disc. "No, no! I meant to carry your stuff, not you!" He calls for the disc to float down to him (after anyone who wants to loads it up).

On Mursharr's comment, he looks down, not sure what is going on down below, but picking up the pace.

[headeast76]

Barravas starts to grumble and gets off the disk and starts down the ledge intent now on killing something.

[The Wandering Bard]

the party makes their way down the steps. after traveling for nearly 400ft. down the side of the cavern, the party emerges on the shore of what appears to be an underground lake. the low drone of the drum sounds in every ones ears (-1 to listen checks for now.) the village consists of roughly 2 dozen huts that form a C around the alter, the huts are in 4 rows of 6 with different spacing between them, making it impossible to see the alter from the groups position. there is no one that Barravas or the others can see near the last row of huts (closest to party) and they are about 50ft. from where the party is standing.

[Maelstrom]

Crowblaze waits for the others to reach the shore, wielding his longspear and buckler but leaving his beltpouch and notebook. When they do, he says, "Allow me. If this is some illusion and I fall in, so be it. I'll find my way along the bottom."

Without hesitation he steps forward onto the water, the disk remaining on the shore.

[The Wandering Bard]

the water rises on the warforged, the further he moves into the lake. the water seems thicker then most but does no damage to the warforged, or at least that he can see.

Crowblaze, how far do you wish to travel in the water?

[Zane]

Barravas can make out small huts on the edge of the water,the party emerges on the shore of what appears to be an underground lake. the low drone of the drum sounds in every ones ears (-1 to listen checks for now.) the village consists of roughly 2 dozen huts that form a C around the alter, the huts are in 4 rows of 6 with different spacing between them, making it impossible to see the alter from the groups position. there is no one that Barravas or the others can see near the last row of huts (closest to party) and they are about 50ft. from where the party is standing.
((OOC: Ok, this little village of huts and all is on the same side of the lake as we are, correct? If so, is there a way to reach to huts and alter without entering the lake?))

[Maelstrom]

Crowblaze stops when he is chest deep, then turns back and asks, "Does anyone have a rope?"

OOC: In addition to Mursharr's questions, how far does Crowblaze travel to get waist deep? Chest deep?

[dndmaster]

Gabriel keeps an eye on the huts hoping not to see a villager notice us.

[The Wandering Bard]

the cavern is very wide and long, the village is only on the shore of the lake. the party would be able to go around the village to the left and have a vast amount of room to move around.

the cavern looks to be, from wall to wall a mile wide. and is so long that even BArravas cannot see the sides. the village in in the center most part of the lake shore which is on the right at the base of the stairs. the village itself is only 600ft. long, and roughly the same wide. the lake fades into the darkness, which Barravas can assume means that the lake is huge, and the party would be unable to transverse at the moment.

(If any part of this is unclear please let me know I will try to explain it another way. also I'm working on a map to make it easier.)

[Zane]

Mursharr looks at the glassy black of the lake for a moment before shaking himself free and moving into the shadows of the edge of the cavern, moving to try to get a view of the alter and such, keeping hidden and his back to the cavern wall, where it should be protected. As he moves in, he noches an arrow into his bow, but simply holds it in place for now, not drawn back.

Hide and Move Silently checks

[Maelstrom]

OOC: TWB... How far is Crowblaze from the shore when he reaches chest deep? Basically trying to get a guage on how deep this lake could be

[The Wandering Bard]

about 20ft. from the shore the water begins to rise to the top of Crowblazes chest.

[Maelstrom]

Seeing he's nearly halfway across the lake, Crowblaze motions to the other members of the party, indicating he will keep moving.Crowblaze moves forward towards the other shore, even if he has to go all the way underwater. He moves his lighted rock from his robe to his buckler hand, looking forward and moving slowly. He holds his spear up so the other players can see where he is.

[The Wandering Bard]

(Crowblaze) is your buckler above the water or below the water?

[Maelstrom]

Below

[The Wandering Bard]

OOC: thanks, just wanted to make sure.

The murky shapes continue going about their duties, as the party watches (those who moved around to see them) see the beings stacking thick bundles of something around the alter, the black being brandishes a large pointed object, swinging it back and forth along the line of tied humaniods. whimpers and curses sputtered by the humaniods echo through the cavern.

A hissing noise issues, close to Mursharr's ear. "Thats my son, they have my son and the rest of the those I came to find tied up. Promise me that you will save my son no matter what happens to me agreed? the man looks Mursharr in the eyes, a strange sad look flashes through the white and black orbs.

[dndmaster]

ooc: funny you just posted that lol I was going to say we needed to get over there and do something.
Gabriel hearing the man speak of his son that way speaks proudly but softly, "We will do what we can sir, we will try and free everyone safely." Then looking to the others He says, "We need to get over there quickly, looks like they might be sacrificing them."

[Zane]

((OOC: Ok, that's long enough to wait for someone else to announce an attack - here we go...))

Mursharr does not respond to Surish or Gabriel - at least not verbally. The scout simply lifts his bow, arrow nocked. He draws the string back, taking aim for a moment before letting the well made shaft fly off at his target - the blade that the black being is waving around, hoping to knock it out of his hands. Even as he lets loose the arrow, Mursharr is moving up closer to the huts, preparing his next shot.

Initiative, Attack, Damage

[Maelstrom]

OOC - Waiting to here if Crowblaze makes it across the bottom of the lake...

[The Wandering Bard]

this will be a suprise round for the villagers so every one gets an attack before the villagers can respond.

OOC: Crowblaze sunk under the water and made his way across the lake bottom. he emergies, his head the only thing out of the water, he realizes that he is half way beween shores, and on the edge of the lake in the mid section of the village. (you haven't been spotted yet.)

disarm roll

[The Wandering Bard]

Mursharr's arrow successfully disarms the black shadowy being, the thick blade falls to the floor of the alter and skitters to the edge of the dias.

[Maelstrom]

Crowblaze pockets his light source so it doesn't give him away, then reaches a hand out and casts magic missile at the menacing shadow figure


Magic missile damage


Crowblaze then dips himself into the water with only his eyes above the waterline, waiting to see if the shadowy creature menaces the villiagers or turns to respond to us. If he threatens the villiagers, Crowblaze will raise his head out of the water and shout a challenge.

[Anaesthesia]

Sparkle will play a tune on her Pipes of the Sewers. ((See here (http://www.d20srd.org/srd/magicItems/wondrousItems.htm#pipesoftheSewers) for info.))

[D'argos]

((OOC Rok realizing he is still pretty far away will use his magic item))


I will use my ring the one that contains the Soul Of Glitterins First Offspring

1/per day Kelgores Fire bolt against the man who was wielding the balde before.

"Child of the great Glitteran Songweaver, I summon the magic still left in you; Punish those who have wronged these people."

[The Wandering Bard]

Sparkle please roll a 1d3

Rok please roll a ranged touch attack

Crowblaze your magic missle slams into the black beings side, it spins but doesn't seem to see you. it bares long curved black fangs that glitter like tourchs in the dim light of the glowing moss.

[Riftwalker]

Seryl fires an arrow at the black figure.

Attack roll
Damage roll

(Both rolls assume that Seryl is 30 feet away. If not, subtract one from each.)

Seryl's Status:
HP: 22 / 22
Turn Undead Attempts: 5 / 6
Greater Turning Attempt (Sun domain power): 1 / 1
Hallowed Soul Scream Ability: 1
Spells:

Level 0: Detect Magic, Read Magic, Guidance, Create Water, Amanuensis (Spell Comp. 9)
Level 1: Comprehend Languages, Command, Magic Weapon, Light of Lunia (Spell Comp. 132), Endure Elements (Domain Spell)
Level 2: Hold Person, Spiritual Weapon, Mark of Judgement (PHB2 119), Barkskin (Domain Spell)

Items:

Arrows: 30
Sleep Arrows: 2
Potion of Cure Light Wounds: 5
Potion of Sanctuary: 2
Potion of Protection from Evil: 2

[D'argos]

ranged touch attack

[Anaesthesia]

Rolling a 1d3

[The Wandering Bard]

Seryls arrow bites through the black beings clothing, it hisses, but from pain or irritation is hard to say. Roks attack takes the thing in the side nearly knocking it from its feet. the glowing blast of fire burning the cloth that covers the creature away, revealing a humanoid, skin pulled close to bone, burning red eyes full of hatred. a long scimtar hangs from its side next to a case of slender rods.

meanwhile three swarms of skittering, nipping rats appear at the base of the alter, their dimnutive bodies pressing up the stone steps. it won't be long before they swarm the whole dias.

[Maelstrom]

OOC: What now, initiative? Just in case...

Crowblaze watches the creature intently, also watching that the villagers aren't in any danger.

Initiative

[The Wandering Bard]

Black being's initiative
init. roll

Gray humanoid assistant
init. roll

Please feel free to roll appropriate checks, ie. knowledge rolls for the creatures, and initiative rolls.

[Zane]

Mursharr Initiative

[headeast76]

Barravas stands at the shore watching the parties back as they enter the lake, he then starts to move out to the left where he can see that he doesn't have to get wet in order to get to the alter ... So ax in hand he starts out hoping to flank the black figure and help kill his evil soul.... (Initiative Check 1d20+4/11+4 = 15)

[Riftwalker]

Seryl's Initiative

(Is the figure undead? I would guess so from the description.)

[Anaesthesia]

Sparkle Init

Perform Roll (for Rat swarm)

[The Wandering Bard]

Surish initiative
initiative

[The Wandering Bard]

initiative list

Surish=25
Seryl=18
Crowblaze=17
Barravas=15
Sparkle(+rats)=13
Mursharr=12
Grey assistant=11
Undead being=8

(Yes the creature is undead)

After the commotion on the dias the thin black skinned creature throughs back its ragged cloak revealing a thin glittering shirt of chainmail, and a long thin bladed sword, as well as a long thin dagger. It moves into a defensive position its back facing the villages, his face staring in the direction of Rok, who fired to fire at it. "MEDDELERS...(its voice hisses) How dare you interrupt me. I will add your souls to my sacrifice." the thin and lanky creature looks to the shorter squat creature at its side, the smaller creatures skin is milky white, large eyes gaze at Rok clearly able to see in the dark. its lips are pulled back revealing jagged broken teeth. it pulls a large stone axe, from its holster on his back.

"kill".......the word barely leaves the things mouth before a curved blade bursts from its chest. A thick black gloved hand reaches around from behind the chainmail wearing humanoid. it pulls the black creatures head up exposing its throat. the man's scimitar raises to sllice the exposed neck when the creature seems to flex, throwing Surish from its back. the man lands on his back, several feet from the dias, the wind knocked from his lungs and his eyes blurred from the impact.

(Seryls turn)

[Riftwalker]

Rounds Shaken due to fighting undead

Seryl clutches her holy symbol of Ehlonna to her chest, and chants a prayer requesting her aid. The faint outline of a finely embroidered longbow forms and fires an arrow made of pure force at the figure cloaked in black.

Spiritual Weapon's Attack
Spiritual Weapon's Damage

Seryl's Status:Current effects:


Shaken (see roll) rounds remaining. -2 penalty on attack rolls, saving throws, skill checks, and ability checks.
Controlling the Spiritual Weapon "Jenevier"; 4 rounds remaining (including the current round).

HP: 22 / 22
Turn Undead Attempts: 5 / 6
Greater Turning Attempt (Sun domain power): 1 / 1
Hallowed Soul Scream Ability: 1
Spells:

Level 0: Detect Magic, Read Magic, Guidance, Create Water, Amanuensis (Spell Comp. 9)
Level 1: Comprehend Languages, Command, Magic Weapon, Light of Lunia (Spell Comp. 132), Endure Elements (Domain Spell)
Level 2: Hold Person, Spiritual Weapon, Mark of Judgement (PHB2 119), Barkskin (Domain Spell)

Items:

Arrows: 29
Sleep Arrows: 2
Potion of Cure Light Wounds: 5
Potion of Sanctuary: 2
Potion of Protection from Evil: 2

[Maelstrom]

Crowblaze bursts out of the water at the near shore to the undead creature and his assistant. He twirls his longspear with a flourish as he roars a challenge.

OOC: This is just in case I can do this without taking my action (considering my entrance): If I need to do a normal action for Intimidate's demoralize opponent in this case as usual, ignore this roll Intimidate

Throwing out a bit of brimstone from a front pocket of his cloak, Crowblaze casts the Flaming Sphere spell.

Flaming sphere:
Creates a ball of fire Crowblaze can move up to 30' as a move action
Crowblaze creates the ball right next to the grey creature.
Reflex Saving throw DC14 to negate
Damage if he fails: Flaming sphere damage


Crowblaze Status
23/23 HP

Spells:
0th: 6/6
1st: 5/7
2nd: 2/4

Clandein the Raven summoning time: 8 hours left this week
Dodge target: +1 AC vs Undead being

Flaming sphere: 4 rounds remaining

[The Wandering Bard]

reflex save

[The Wandering Bard]

The ball of fire blasts the lungs from the gray creature its large pupils dialate causing it to curse and swing its weapon at everything and nothing, the light from the fire having blinded the thing. (gray creature takes full 10 damage.) at Crowblazes roar the rest of the gray villagers flee into a large hut at the center of the village near the alter.

[The Wandering Bard]

the glowing arrow fails to peirce the dead humanoids armor, though it hisses at the light.

[The Wandering Bard]

If I don't hear from Barravas by tommorow after noon, I will NPC Him. meanwhile, as the two baddies are last in order, Mursharr and Sparkle can act.

[Anaesthesia]

Sparkle will continue to direct the swarm to attack the humanoids.

Perform Roll (for rat swarm)

[The Wandering Bard]

Barravas rushes the alter trying to get as close as possible so as to engage his foes in combat. he realizes that he won't have time to make it up the steps before the beings can retaliate, so he drops down to his knee's using the first tier of the Dais as cover.

(the Dias is 3 levels tall, each level being about 3ft. tall. Barravas is using it as light cover)

The swarms rush up the stairs an swarm the Grimlock guardian. but fail to do any damage (poor rolling on my part this time)

[Zane]

((OOC: Sorry, been a bit hectic...))

Mursharr is surprised by the speed of Surish, but doesn't let it affect him as he fires one of his quality arrows at the dark creature's back.
Attack and damage
((OOC: You may have said, but I couldn't find it. If Mursharr is against the cavern wall, behind the row of huts, how far is he from the dias? I figure more than 30 feet, just want to make sure though.))

[Maelstrom]

OOC I am so confused.... I thought there was a lake between us and the village!

[headeast76]

Map please, someones confused

[headeast76]

I'm also sorry bunch of stuff going on but I still wanna run Barravas so please let me know when I come up on his turn

[The Wandering Bard]

No problem Headeast. I just wanted to keep the turns moving. I will have a map up by tommorow at the latest.

Mursharr you are 40ft. from the dias, and behind one of the huts, I figure you can lean around it and fire. also with the hieght of the huts (6ft. tall) and the height of the Dais, shooting from this range shouldn't be and issue for line of sight.

[Zane]

((Works for me. BTW, the ball of fire surprised me when I leaned around last time - that's why I missed. :-P))

[The Wandering Bard]

(haha yeah, we can blame it on that Zane :P )

OOC: ok, I've been trying for a few days to get my maping software to work on my new computer (with Vista, the operating system from $%&#) it doesn't seem to be working right so I will try to be as descriptive as possible for clarity sake.

Think of the cavern as a large rectangle. the party entered it from stairs that emerged from the bottom center (the bottom is the long side) to the left the cavern fades from view do to its size and the darkness, to the right 50ft. from the stairs is a lake, the lake reaches across the cavern (but only takes up 1/4 of the rectangle. ) the village is built on the shores of the lake. in a semi circle the Mouth of the C faces the lake. the Dias is in the center of the C. the village it self is made up of several huts that form three rows of C's (its confusing now I know.)

the party could have gone around the village completely and with out being spotted, but the characters noticed the villagers from the town that ROK was looking for, as well as Surish's son is tied to the large dias at the center of the town. after a few moments the party realizes that the villagers (from the surface)are going to be killed by two beings on the dias. thats where the battle began.

ROk went to the left and fired Kelgores Fire bolt, from his ring. you went right, and followed the lakes shore, the rest of the party infiltrated the huts, and is making its way to the center to the dias.

(I hope this helps, but I get the feeling that I might have just made it more confusing....)

[The Wandering Bard]

The Gray skin creature moves up to the front of the steps and pulls a small red jewel from a greasy leather string around its neck. it's wide mouth splits into a grissly smile as it throws the gem at the approuching rats and Barravas's hunched from.

(reflex save for half damage, if failed takes full 5d6 damage) Barravas please roll a reflex save.

OOC: Sparkle how would you like to handle the rats? would you like me to make there rolls or you, as their controller, make the rolls. if its you, please roll a reflex save for all three rat swarms.

the bead bursts into flames a small burst of fire rolls down the second step, over the wall where barravas is hiding. the flames also roll up the steps causing the gray creature to jump back as the flames rush past him. his skin glows red for a moment but no real damage save for a few blisters mar the grey creatures body.

Fireball damage

[The Wandering Bard]

"hahaha you think your swords and knives can hurt me! I'm already dead. that retched wyrm sent you here didn't he. Ah yes, no need to answer. I killed his mate, his young, and his hopes and dreams. you see, I have the power to take life as well as destroy a life. they are not the same you see. like taking the fingers from a lute player...yes that is a fitting replacement. now where were we." the dead man throws his hands up into the air. his voice chanting in a long droning whisper.

spell roll

four bodies claw their way up from the ground at the base of the dias. buried their for years. the skeletal bodies chests seem to have been shattered, you can help but think its from the extraction of the owners hearts.

the skeletons form a wall at the base of the steps. (oblivious of the dwarf) they each holding a chunk of stone in their hands (counts as club)

[The Wandering Bard]

Surish=25
Seryl=18
Crowblaze=17
Barravas=15
Sparkle(+rats)=13
Mursharr=12
Grey assistant=11
Undead being=8


Surish stands to his feet, shaking his head. he moves 30ft. (To move in front of where crowblaze is hiding (he is 15ft. in front of crowblaze on the shore) his move brings him to the side of the skeleton on the far left, though still out of attack range.

rok is flanking the stairs on the right (still 20ft. away from the stair though), surish (and crowblaze, still unseen) on the left. the rest of the party, though scattered are in the center with the dias behind the skeletons.

[Riftwalker]

If Seryl is close enough to move towards the skeletons and turn them (as long as it's not an obviously suicidal move based on everyone's position) she will do that. The spiritual weapon continues to fire at the figure cloaked in black.

Seryl chants as she channels her faith in the power of her goddess. A shimmering shockwave of golden positive energy washes over everything in the vicinity. Moreso than before, her skin appears to glow yellow-white, as if her skin were like the surface of the sun. (Using the daily Greater Turning attempt from the Sun domain.)

Turning Calculations:
Turning Check: d20 + 3 (Charisma Modifier) - 2 (Shaken)
Turning Damage: 2d6 + 4 (Cleric Level) + 3 (Charisma Modifier) - 2 (Shaken)

Turning Check Result (rolling x means creatures with y or less HD are affected):
0 or lower: 0 HD
1 - 3: 1 HD
4 - 6: 2 HD
7 - 9: 3 HD
10 - 12: 4 HD
13 - 15: 5 HD
16 - 18: 6 HD
19 - 21: 7 HD
22+: 8 HD

Turning Damage (if Turning Check is high enough to affect the undead, then Turning Damage is the amount of HD affected).


Turning Check
Turning Damage


Spiritual Weapon's Attack
Spiritual Weapon's Damage (Force Damage!)

Seryl's Status:Current effects:


Shaken. (1 round remaining after the current round) -2 penalty on attack rolls, saving throws, skill checks, and ability checks.
Controlling the Spiritual Weapon "Jenevier"; 2 rounds remaining after the current round).

HP: 22 / 22
Turn Undead Attempts: 4 / 6
Greater Turning Attempt (Sun domain power): 0 / 1
Hallowed Soul Scream Ability: 1
Spells:

Level 0: Detect Magic, Read Magic, Guidance, Create Water, Amanuensis (Spell Comp. 9)
Level 1: Comprehend Languages, Command, Magic Weapon, Light of Lunia (Spell Comp. 132), Endure Elements (Domain Spell)
Level 2: Hold Person, Spiritual Weapon, Mark of Judgement (PHB2 119), Barkskin (Domain Spell)

Items:

Arrows: 29
Sleep Arrows: 2
Potion of Cure Light Wounds: 5
Potion of Sanctuary: 2
Potion of Protection from Evil: 2

[Maelstrom]

Holding one arm outstretched, Crowblaze directs the flaming sphere to chase the grey creature. OOC - This uses his move action.

Flaming sphere damage

Reflex DC 14 negates.

Crowblaze then gestures at the nearest skeleton. Two streaks of force shoots out and automatically strike.

Magic Missile damage


Crowblaze Status
23/23 HP

Spells:
0th: 6/6
1st: 4/7
2nd: 2/4

Clandein the Raven summoning time: 8 hours left this week
Dodge target: +1 AC vs Undead being

Flaming sphere: 3 rounds remaining

[The Wandering Bard]

the glowing radiance spreads from skeleton to skeleton, stopping inly after effecting all four. each of the shambling, clicking figures seems worse for wear, but the damage doesn't seem to be enough.

it is at that second that one of the skeletons (far left) is struck by a glowing arrow from the summoned bow. the attack leaves several chunks of bone falling to the ground.

Corwblaze's magic missle has the same effect on the skeleton on the far right (closest to him).

[The Wandering Bard]

reflex roll for grimlock

[The Wandering Bard]

the grey creature tries to dodge the glowing ball but can't move out of the way fast enough. the glwoing orb slams into the creatures side. after a moment the creautre stands up, a large toothy grin on its face. the fire seems to have had no effect on the thing.

[The Wandering Bard]

ever one else feel free to post your actions again, as the enemies are last in initiative order. also I realize this is a holdiay weekend so please bear with the slower posting from all members. thank you.

[Zane]

Recalling that he was unable to strike the dark creature the last time, Mursharr instead focuses on aiding him companions, spinning around the corner of a hut to fire at one of the remaining skeletons.
Attack and damage

[The Wandering Bard]

the Grimlock assistant's grin turns to a look of confusion. its eyes bug before it drops to the stone base of the dias. the creatures blood runs through a series of grooves that make up a design carved into the floor of the alter. it hasn't reached the center of the floor it looks like it might take a little while until it fills the carving.

(everyone else still needs to post there attacks please.)

[Riftwalker]

(I'm not sure if it's my turn again or what. If not, disregard!)

If Seryl is not in immediate danger, she'll attempt to turn the skeletons once again, while her spiritual weapon continues to fire at the figure cloaked in black. She'll also use her move action to stay out of reach of the skeletons if that makes sense. (I'm still having a difficult time determining what's safe or not.)

Seryl chants as she channels her faith in the power of her goddess. A shimmering shockwave of golden positive energy washes over everything in the vicinity.

(Turning calculations are the same as above, though the Sun domain power is used for the day, so if affected, the skeletons will flee instead of being destroyed.)

Turning Check
Turning Damage

Spiritual Weapon's Attack
Spiritual Weapon's Damage (Force Damage!)

Seryl's Status:Current effects:


Shaken. (This is the last round) -2 penalty on attack rolls, saving throws, skill checks, and ability checks.
Controlling the Spiritual Weapon "Jenevier"; 1 rounds remaining after the current round).

HP: 22 / 22
Turn Undead Attempts: 3 / 6
Greater Turning Attempt (Sun domain power): 0 / 1
Hallowed Soul Scream Ability: 1
Spells:

Level 0: Detect Magic, Read Magic, Guidance, Create Water, Amanuensis (Spell Comp. 9)
Level 1: Comprehend Languages, Command, Magic Weapon, Light of Lunia (Spell Comp. 132), Endure Elements (Domain Spell)
Level 2: Hold Person, Spiritual Weapon, Mark of Judgement (PHB2 119), Barkskin (Domain Spell)

Items:

Arrows: 29
Sleep Arrows: 2
Potion of Cure Light Wounds: 5
Potion of Sanctuary: 2
Potion of Protection from Evil: 2

[Riftwalker]

Wow, some nice rolls today!

[The Wandering Bard]

Waiting on an action from Sparkle, and Barravas. (Seryl, you already moved for this turn, but if you like you can use that action for the next round.)

[Anaesthesia]

Sparkle will direct the swarm to the foes who are still standing.

Perform

[headeast76]

Barravas jumps from cover scanning the dias for the closest skeleton to attack charging in and swinging his battle ax with all his might (power attack 4) (Attk roll 1d20+11/16+11 = 27 - 4 = 23) (Dmg roll 1d12+12/6+12 = 18) if not within range Barravas will go into total defense.

[The Wandering Bard]

the rat swarms engage the lich, the biting wall of fangs and claws slowly begin to tear the thing apart. (the swarm caused 8 damage (awesome rolling on part of the swarms) )

Barravas's axe finishes off one of the skeletons, bone chips and dust being all that is left of the shambling creature.

in return none of the skeletons managed to hit the dwarf.

the lich steps forward pulling a long gleaming dagger from its sheath on his side. he begins slicing wildly at the swarming rats. (rat swarm one takes enough damage that it fades from sight.)

players turns again (Hoping to move this battle along as it is a little slow)

[Anaesthesia]

(( ;) ))

Sparkle will keep the swarm on the lich (for the next round).

Perform Roll

[Maelstrom]

Seeing that the ball of flame has had little effect on the grimlock, Crowblaze gestures to bring the ball against the skeleton closest to him.

OOC - move action, reflex DC 14 for the skeleton to avoid it
Flaming sphere damage

Crowblaze then targets the lich with a gout of flame, taking advantage of the lich's distraction by the rat swarms.

Spell: Scorching ray
Ray ranged touch attack
Ray Fire damage


Crowblaze Status
23/23 HP

Spells:
0th: 6/6
1st: 4/7
2nd: 1/4

Clandein the Raven summoning time: 8 hours left this week
Dodge target: +1 AC vs Undead being

Flaming sphere: 2 rounds remaining

[D'argos]

(if all the captives are free Rok will join the fray, DM please allow Rok to join under the approriate initative order, but freeing the villagers will be his first priority)

"ROOOOAAAAARRRRR !!" (Rok will go into a frenzy at seeing what this montser has done. Rage + Power attack + Improved trip attack, Rok wants to bash this monster's skull in =)


"Firefang, Seek out your destiny and Devour this monster."

Rage, Improved Trip Attack, Power Attack
R. I. P. Damage lol great acronym
Secondary attack granted by Improved Trip Attack
Secondary Damage

Rok is enraged because he believes the Lich to be the source of Evil that he is suppose to seek out and destroy in order to save the villagers.

[Zane]

Seeing the dark being focused on the rats now, Mursharr fires an arrow this time at the evil creature, hoping the distraction helps him hit.

Attack and damage

[The Wandering Bard]

The lich manages to evade the snapping clawing swarm of fur at his feet. as he moves away from the swarms of vermin however he is taken in the chest by a golden ray of fire. the liches dead dry skin bursts into flames. moments later Firefang slams the lich from his feet. lying on the ground he takes an arrow in the side (the trip attack lowered the liches AC just enough for Mursharr to get through, well played)

with a cry of rage the liches body burns away. (reaches 0 hp) but Seryl can still feel its evil in the area. (made a knowledge roll for Seryl) and she knows that the lich cannot be fully destroyed until the item that holds it's soul is destroyed.

all around the party the Grey creatures move nerviously look at each character. they hold no weapons and look very malnourished. they look more afraid then before when Rok gathers up his flaming chain.

The Human villagers now free from their bonds move to thank you, all except a small boy roughly 16 years of age. the boy rounds down to the edge of the water and kneels next to the floating body of a man clad in all black. the boy drags the man to shore. tears pouring from his eyes. the man moves slowly at first. struggleing to his feet. the boy moves his shoulders to support the man and walks towards the party.

"Thank you....." the words seem to weez. the sound of a punctured lung.

(OOC: i will finish this bit in a while. getting called away for a moment.)

[Riftwalker]

(Did my last turn end up counting?)

Knowledge (Religion) Check

[The Wandering Bard]

OOC: nope the lich's body was destoryed and the skeletons crumpled away after it.

Seryl know that the in order to become a lich, one most place its soul in an item from its past life that held value to it. the key is finding the item. when it is found it must be destroyed in order to finally destory the lich.

The Grimlocks whisper to each other in a grating voices, they point at the party and many step back in fear.

(now back to the villagers)

The man in black leather reaches out his hand to each of the party, taking it in his firm grip before he looks to the villagers. "I will escort these men home, they have families to attend to and many a crop has been nearly ruined. the village will not survive if they fail to return. I will pray for your safety, and I will tell your glittering friend of all you have done, (his eyes seem to say, Yes you know of whom I speak, but I can say no more) The gods willing, we will cross paths again."

the man turns and ushers the villagers towards the steps. stopping momentarily to step forward menacingly towards the Grimlocks, who flee several feet away from the man.

(Time to make a choice Ladies and Gents. What do you do now???)

[D'argos]

((Rok takes all his might and use his last bit of stregnth and rage to try and smash the alter with his mighty weapon, he doesnt want this thing to be able to be used again.))

((not really knowing what to say here...Rok removes his demon faced great helm and turns to them with a happy yet tired face.))

"Well friends, my mission here is done. The villagers are safe. We have done a great deed today. Rok is proud to call you all friends. If you guys still need me, Rok would love to keep adventuring with you."

((Rok then turns to each one in turn to see thier response))

"If we do continue forward, shall we head deeper in to the cave to see what awaits.. or is now a good time to head back to town and regroup. Get fresh supplies, maybe get some r and r. And what about our grey friends here. They may have been led astray, but Rok feel no creature is beyond redemption. Shall we lead these creatures to the light? Rok is ready for anything."

((Rok then begins to search the remains of the lich, and the surrounding area, he also awaits everyone's conversational response.))

[dndmaster]

Gabriel waits in the background like he was instructed too, making sure that these adventurers were upto to the task. It seems they are more than worthy to take on more. He smiles and then says, "I think it would be a good idea to take these prisoners back to the surface. They may be able to be redeemed but, that will not be our decision. The law will handle it. We can resupply and then come back and drive deeper. That is if we even need to resupply. I know I for one do not need too."

[Maelstrom]

Crowblaze steps into the square, dripping and creaking from standing in the water, and takes a look at the alter and the symbol enscribed on the floor. He attempts to classify them and determine if they have some kind of arcane purpose.

Knowledge: Arcana

He then turns to his companions. To Rok, he says "Rok, to have your aid will be to call upon our enemies a demon of our own." He bows slightly.

Crowblaze then turns to Gabriel. "Yes, it would be a good idea to escort the villiagers at least a short while. I am however ready to continue this journey as soon as possible, the plans of evil we are attempting to thwart will not wait for us. It may be good to find out from the villiagers if they know or have heard anything that might help us. Rok may also have a good point to see if the grey creatures seek a new purpose."

Crowblaze then turns to the bodies of their opponents and searches them for anything of value along with Rok.

[Zane]

Mursharr leans against the hut he had been using for cover, his covered head shaking slightly. "Mursharr want fresh air too, but more must be done first - Durskinth." ((OOC: the large pink crystal the size of a large shield))

Mursharr looks over at the cowering Grimlocks and the villagers that are preparing to leave. "Rok sent for villagers, Rok free to see villagers home safe. If Rok want, Mursharr say Rok stay and help. Mursharr say leave grey creatures to this area. Evil gone, greys can lead own lives."

[The Wandering Bard]

the Runes etched onto the surface of the alter seem to form a strange and eerie partern. Crowblaze only takes a few seconds to realize that runes that are carved into the black stone serve a mulititude of purposes. first, the runes act as a shield to prevent the alter from physical harm. second, the runes are a summoning base, if blood fills the entire rune it opens a gate to a selected plane of existance, you can tell that they open a gate to one of the upper levels of the nine hells.

the alter is magically protected from harm, and no spells or items you have can destroy it. But who knows who the party will meet along the way that might be able to destory the cursed stone.

[Anaesthesia]

Curious, Sparkle walks towards Crowblaze and asks, "Find anything interesting?"

[headeast76]

Curious, Sparkle walks towards Crowblaze and asks, "Find anything interesting?"

Barravas looks around for a minute before walking over to the alter looking at the alters craftsmanship " Well what have we here ?" Search check for anything on or around the alter area. (1d20+3/15+3 = 18)

[Maelstrom]

Standing up, Crowblaze shares his insight with the others.

"It appears that we have found the portal the glowing one spoke of. I don't believe it is safe for us to leave these creatures here... the Lich will attempt to come back to complete his work, and may use these creatures as sacrifices to do it if he isn't stopped."

He then moves the body of the gray being who's blood is filling the symbol in the ground, then takes pieces of its clothing to attempt to clean up some of the blood. Crowblaze shows no revulsion, not being a creature of flesh and blood himself.

He then pulls out his notebook and copies the symbol, leaving part of it uncopied to avoid unintentional invocation of corrupted power.

[The Wandering Bard]

Barravas notes the coprse of the lich still wears a finely made chain shirt, as well as a well crafted sheath for the dagger it wielded. the dagger itself is several feet away from the body, having rolled there when it fell.

the Grimlocks body has nothing of value except a brass ring with a fire agate placed in the center.

Crowblaze manages to stop the flow of blood and even remove a small amount from the rune, using bits of cloth from the grimlock and lich. (Please add 200 xp to your character sheet for thw quick thinking Crowblaze)

[The Wandering Bard]

everyone, Great job on the battle please add 564xp to your character sheets. (crowblaze add your bonus xp as well. I thought the party would forget the blood and you would have a nice new friend to play with but quick thinking saved the party a lot of pain.....for now ;) )

[headeast76]

Barravas notes the coprse of the lich still wears a finely made chain shirt, as well as a well crafted sheath for the dagger it wielded. the dagger itself is several feet away from the body, having rolled there when it fell.

the Grimlocks body has nothing of value except a brass ring with a fire agate placed in the center.

Crowblaze manages to stop the flow of blood and even remove a small amount from the rune, using bits of cloth from the grimlock and lich. (Please add 200 xp to your character sheet for thw quick thinking Crowblaze)


Barravas will collect treasure, everything of value anyways....

[The Wandering Bard]

Barravas picks up the chain shirt, as well as the dagger. the dagger feels really cold in the dwarfs grasp. He also picks the ring off of the grimlocks hand. while searching through the emaciated body of the lich, Barravas finds a peice of paper and a quill pen, as well as a vail. the vial looks to be dry its contents no longer of any use.

the peice of paper is folded into a tiny square.

[Maelstrom]

Crowblaze moves to the cowering creatures, and attempts to speak to them in Common, Dwarven, Elven, Draconic, and Goblin to see if there are any that he can speak with.

[The Wandering Bard]

When Croblaze begins his attempt of goblin, one of the creatures, a pitiful thing adorned with small skulls in a necklace, and scraps of clothing scavaged from many sources, none of which seem to fit his frail body, steps forward.

"Gnar Clann home, you kill chief. now me lead. I Goushnick, me have strong hands, hands burn you. No harm clan, me no kill you. Give Goushnick Drimbills shiny." the Grimlock motions towards the dwarf.

[D'argos]

When Croblaze begins his attempt of goblin, one of the creatures, a pitiful thing adorned with small skulls in a necklace, and scraps of clothing scavaged from many sources, none of which seem to fit his frail body, steps forward.

"Gnar Clann home, you kill chief. now me lead. I Goushnick, me have strong hands, hands burn you. No harm clan, me no kill you. Give Goushnick Drimbills shiny." the Grimlock motions towards the dwarf.

((btw congrats to Crowbalze, sometimes the simplest soultions are best ! lol Rok was trying to destroy the alter to prevent the summoning when all we needed to do is soak up the blood.. Doh ))

((Rok in his demon faced helm walks up slightly behind Crowblaze and crosses his arms to appear to be imposing, and let 'em all know that we mean business (passive itimidate).. also letting Crowblaze know that he is there, and backing him, but trying not to disturb the conversation too much))

"Crowblaze friend, what did the little bugger say ?"

[The Wandering Bard]

anyone able to understand Goblin can understand and hear the conversation between Crowblaze and the Grimlocks.

[Maelstrom]

Crowblaze crouches down as the Grimlock gets threatening, holding his longspear across his chest and lifting his buckler arm as if ready to cast a spell. His head is down, and his jaw is set, his blue eyes glowing brightly.

[In Goblin] "Goushnick, we just defeated you're chief, and the undead wizard. Rightfully, we should lead."

Intimidate check.

OOC Does Rok's intimidation count as Aid another? If so that'd be another +2

Crowblaze then softens up after a moment, standing fully erect, no longer attempting to indimidate the creatures.

"However, we do not desire to lead. All we desire is some information. If we like what you tell us, we will return Drimbills shiny."


Crowblaze lets Rok and the others know what is going on, then calls over to Barravas to see if he will give him (Crowblaze) the ring the dead Grimlock was wearing, assuming that was the shiny Goushnick was referring to.

[Anaesthesia]

Sparkle looks curiously at both the Grimlocks and Crowblaze, not understanding the conversation. :confused:

((OOC:I thought this might be useful to someone: Common to Goblin Translator (http://www.coveworld.net/eberron/goblin_translator.html). I saw it at another forum. ;) ))

[The Wandering Bard]

Dar khraal o muul tekec ghac? Ghaan daach dar shac. Ghaan an deraan ac huulkhaagoch Talkac ghaan akaar okec duun Hekuul Huul or huukec. khruun akaar duun dec shac der huukec ten. (Hope this works. Thanks Anaesthesia. To all with goblin as a language or if your just curious. follow Ana's link. just remember to keep character knowledge ans player knowledge seperate.)

[Zane]

((OOC:I thought this might be useful to someone: Common to Goblin Translator (http://www.coveworld.net/eberron/goblin_translator.html). I saw it at another forum. ;) ))
((OOC: Only problem with that link is I didn't see a way to translate Goblin back to Common...))

Mursharr leans against one of the huts, watching the rest of the party. He seems rather relaxed, but starts straightening his attire, making slight adjustments to his gear, showing that he is getting quite bored.

[Anaesthesia]

((OOC: Only problem with that link is I didn't see a way to translate Goblin back to Common...))



((OOC: Oops, didn't realize that there wasn't a way to translate back... My bad..:())

[D'argos]

((Rok.. not undertsanding one bit of this conversation, tries his best to play the intimidating good guard / bad guard role, with him naturally playing the nasty one.))

Rock stands his full height and puts on a menacing grimace of an attitude as he prepares Firefang to strangle something.. "So if they don't give us what we want, I can eat them correct ?!"

Rok's Intimidation check

[The Wandering Bard]

Hmm... Yeah no to english translator. ok here is the translation

"You shiny man. Me great priest of Dunthal da god of all dats dark. me no afraid of you, you give shiny, I tell what need you know."

At Rok's imposing from. the other creature rush into the stone huts. the fur clad priest stands his ground though he flinches.

[Maelstrom]

Crowblaze turns to the party, speaking in common again. He shares what has transpired so far.

"This Grimlock wants the ring back, which he calls the "shiny". I told him that we'd give it back if he gave us some information first. He say's he'd like the ring first, some symbol of power, then he'd give us the information. What do the rest of you think?"

[Anaesthesia]

Crowblaze turns to the party, speaking in common again. He shares what has transpired so far.

"This Grimlock wants the ring back, which he calls the "shiny". I told him that we'd give it back if he gave us some information first. He say's he'd like the ring first, some symbol of power, then he'd give us the information. What do the rest of you think?"

Sparkle thinks over it for a moment or two. "I think it's best if we gave them the ring back and get some information."

[dndmaster]

"I tend to agree it is not like they can get anywhere if they try and do something." Says Gabriel as he waits for the conversation to be over.

[Maelstrom]

Crowblaze turns back to the shaman, speaking in goblin. "Here is your shiny. Answer our questions now, as the land hangs in balance. What do you know of the undead wizard? Does he have a hideout of some kind? Also, what do you know of a large pink crystal called Durskinth?"

[D'argos]

((Rok being a suspicous person by nature, will study the goblins mannerisms))

"Crowblaze if it looks like he begins to cast a spell, say the word and I will squish his head"

delay / Ready action (attack, or grapple)

Sense Goblin motives

[The Wandering Bard]

Rok: the Grimlocks manners suggest that the creatures are in being truthful, they have no real intention of attacking unless nessicary. The Grimlock cleric is a little more aggressive in his demeanor but you suspect that it is more for show then harmful intent. after all. It is trying to establish its dominance.

The fur clad creature reaches out its hand and takes the small shiny ring from the Crowblazes hand. it stares at it a moment it make sure that the item is in fact the one it desires. it slips the ring on its hand and for a brief second its body shimmers with a red hue, which quickly fades away.

"Magic bones, lives on high rock. (it points to the cliffs on the side of the cavern across from where the party entered.) many more bones guard. I see crystal once. it high in wall. me want but no reach. many our bones their too. no more like us. kill us once. we stay here." Me is now leader. you stay for rest? big magic.

the creature sweeps its hand along the rows of huts. inviting the party to stay for a rest. with a promise of some event to take place in later.

[Maelstrom]

As the grimlock cleric shimmers when he puts on the ring, Crowblaze attempts to figure out what happened.

Knowledge(Arcana)

"Goushnick, you have made a wise choice in answering our questions. It is always better to make a friend out of a possible enemy than it is to make an enemy out of a possible friend. This is a concept creatures of flesh often fail to grasp." He bows slightly.

Crowblaze then turns to the party, translating the Grimlock's answers and letting them know he offered to allow everyone to rest.

"I could definitely use a rest myself before entering the lair of a Lich"

OOC - I just looked back and saw something we missed... Barravas picked up a piece of paper from the Lich's body. We ought to take a look at that...

[The Wandering Bard]

the piece of paper is just a note.

"I know now that my wish had a flaw. with each passing day my flesh losses of its healthy look. I can feel something in my soul, like its trying to escape. I fear what will happen in the future."


day 439

My skin is now completely devoid of color. I no long feel the need to eat or sleep to sustain my life. I feel a power greater then I have ever known stirring in my viens and I am not afriad to lie. it scare me more then a little. I don't know what happened to the others. Their wishes seemed greedier then mine. I can only hope they have found some way to stave off this curse that effects us.

day 978

I am complete. yes, my flesh is gone but it was weak. I am more powerful then I have ever dreamed. i laugh when I think how powerful I used to be. all this power in now mine. I miss read my assumptions earlier. this is no curse this is a blessing. I have power, power with out flaw. My soul no longer resides in this body. nay I have created it. A palace for my soul, and replaced it with more power. I am what all mages dream for, I am what all children wish they had, I am the envy of kings and queens and dispised by the gods, whos Power I now see as an equal.


the rest of the notes unreadable.

[Zane]

((OOC: assuming that the note is read to the others.))

"Mursharr see now, Lich was wish guy - wrote note Crowblaze found. Mursharr wonder if lich remember old friends even. Think it sad to lose memories of good friends."

Mursharr shakes off the thought, returning to the moment. "If all need rest, we rest. How long it take for lich to return after body killed.?"

[dndmaster]

Gabriel listens to the note as it is read and can only be seen shaking his head as it is finished. "He lost more than just his friends Mushaar he lost his soul. He gave it away. I do not know how long it will take for him to regenerate but, if we need to rest to regain our str then we need to take the minimum amount of time to do so. Heal wounds and study to be able to vanquish this Lich for good and let his soul be put to rest."

[Zane]

"Gave it away, or was taken from him for wish? Mursharr not sure if matters in end - still no soul." Mursharr then steps back and makes a quick loop of the perimeter, making sure that none of the gray creatures are actually trying to slip off or anything.

[headeast76]

Barravas looks around at the party and says " Well I sure could use some sleep and food too. " " Looks like I'll take first shift with Mursharr if you all don't mind that is...?"

[Maelstrom]

"Call my name when you wish for me to take a shift."

Crowblaze enters his meditative trance, glowing eyes dimming.

[D'argos]

"Rok will take last shift. The early morning one."

(( and without another word the big guy takes his helm off, fastens it to a belt, and lays down with a huge thud, heavy snoring could be heard coming from the figure as soon as his head touches the bag ))

:sleep: ... bad dwagons, beautiful maidens... thankyou, thankyou very much pretty mama... klatu virata niktu...

[dndmaster]

Gabriel takes some time before he falls asleep. "Just wake me sometime for my shift I am heading to bed everyone."

[Zane]

Mursharr returns a short while later, seeing many people falling asleep already. ((Assuming he finds nothing of interest since I haven't heard he did.)) Noting Barravas is on watch, Mursharr joins the dwarf, sitting down with a careful glance at the lake. "Army of hobs and gobs, sudden moves to caves, singing man, now lich and evil alter." Mursharr shakes his head slowly, "How all live peacfully, when so much excitement always around?"

[The Wandering Bard]

If any one would like to test their knowledge of the undead Just roll a Knowledge religion.

also for more info on Grimlocks a Knowledge Local or Knowledge Nature.

Mursharr finds nothing of out of the ordinary. The group (those who are still up) see the Grimlocks gathering the glowing moss into a large pile near the alter. the Priest looks to be preparing something. This could be the big magic he spoke of...

[dndmaster]

I guess I can have a knowledge religion check when I wake for my shift I will think about the undead.

knowledge religion

[D'argos]

((Rok will think over some things as he prepares breakfast when he wakes up. If any Grimlocks are around and they seem friendly he will try and trade cooking recipes with them. And maybe try and gain some insight into thier culture. He will also discuss the battles to come with whoever else is on watch. After breakfast is made and cleaned up Rok puts on his helm, does a weapons and items check. Prays a little bit for his family. And wakes the rest of the group. ))

Knowledge nature Grimlocks
Knowledge Undead
Cooking Skill for Breakfast

Rok ponders deep thoughts
The meaning of life knowledge check

[Maelstrom]

Crowblaze wakes up early in the morning to complete his spell meditation. Though he doesn't need food, he sits with Rok as he cooks.

He looks interested as the Grimlocks work on the altar, and a little suspicious. He tries to determine what they could be doing, thinking back to some of the rituals his wizard creator used.

Knowledge(arcana)

Seeing the others trying to determine what they know about Grimlocks, he searches his mind to see if he can remember anything from history that would help.

Knowledge(history)

[Valkier Silverwing]

Anyone who scores over a 15 on a knowledge roll for the Grimlocks knows: Grimlocks are a clanish goblinoid. They are very loyal to their clan leader. they have a small system of what some call a goverment. They follow their leader or cheiftain, the then honor a Druid known as a shaman to them, or a priest of their choosen god. After the spiritual arm is covered the Grimlocks heed the words of their elders normal a group of 4 or 5 of the oldest of the clan. the elders are also seen as wise men (in human terms) they listen to disputes, claims and voice their ideals to the cheiftain. after that the rest of the clan is on an equal standing.

the Priest of this clan is most likely preparing for a display of some kind to impress his clan mates and to establish that he is now both the cheiftain and the spiritual advisor. few people have ever witnessed the secretive rituals of the grimlocks. (but then again most people generally aviod the creatures)

Rok, You know that the speed that the lich can again assume a mortal form is based on the strenght of the Phlyacary the lich has chosen as his. the stronger the item and enchantments he has placed upon it the faster he can regenerate a body. you best guess is 24-36 hours. as the crystal is a very powerful item.

(Oh and yes this is Tony. I stole a friends log-in as I seem to be having issues with mine at the moment. Hopefully It will be resolved soon. Sorry for any confusion)

[Zane]

((OOC: Uh - weren't the Grimlocks doing something that could have been the big magic during the night? Can't we wait to see what they do before the morning comes?))

[The Wandering Bard]

Woot, I have my log in back. Ok now back to business

(The Grimlocks are working on a Big Magic, they are following orders given to them by the Grimlock Cleric/cheiftain) the Ceremony will happen about the second watch. I was actually waiting to hear from sparkle and Seryl. Sparkle would, I figured want to take notes for her guild.)

i will wait a little longer then continue the story.

[The Wandering Bard]

OK......

The fur covered preist moves up to the companions who are awake and says

"You watch big magic. Others be safe, no come near friends, when big magic here."

those that go and watch, (and those who wish to be awaken to witness the event) watch Cleric sway back and forth singing in the groveling tone that passes as the goblin language. the grimlocks that are present begin dancing in a circle around the glowing green moss pile. Then at the peak of of the cerimony the cleric asks if there are any challengers. if so they are to step forward and voice their reasons as to why they should be cheiftan. from the back of the group a tall gray beast of a Grimlock moves forward. he husses the crowd and is just about to speak. its mouth starts to move but no words come out. (spot check, or Knowledge arcana roll)

when the creature can't seem to find the words it needs to speak, the others pull him back into the crowd. the cleric raises his hands in the air and cries out "Unthear" (goblin for light) and the staff he holds flares into brilliant golden light.

at the light, the assembled creatures cover their eyes and fall before the cleric in adoration.

[Anaesthesia]

(Sparkle would, I figured want to take notes for her guild.)


Yep, will be scribbling & observing from a spot where I can see everything that's going on.

And do I recognize what kind of staff the cleric has?

Knowledge Arcana

((OOC, If this post doesn't make sense, I'm tired at the moment..get me to fix it tomorrow.. :o )

[Maelstrom]

Crowblaze watches in fascination, translating for the others what the shaman is saying.

When the Grimlock steps forward and can't speak:
Knowledge(Arcana)

[Riftwalker]

(Sorry, was unavailable for a few days.)

Knowledge (Relgion) check from last night

[The Wandering Bard]

Seryl, you estimate that the power of the crystal will be able to rebuild that liches body in about 24 hours.

Sparkle and Crowblaze: You both recognize the staff the cleric wields is a Flaming Staff, and the light it gave off is just a side effect to the enchantments that the staff holds.

Also you both recognize that the cleric cast a silence spell on the challenger. You realize that the creature must be pretty powerful because it was able to shape the spell to just effect the challenger.

[Anaesthesia]

Sparkle and Crowblaze: You both recognize the staff the cleric wields is a Flaming Staff, and the light it gave off is just a side effect to the enchantments that the staff holds.

Also you both recognize that the cleric cast a silence spell on the challenger. You realize that the creature must be pretty powerful because it was able to shape the spell to just effect the challenger.


Making a note about the staff...

[The Wandering Bard]

after the magical display the Grimlocks all shuffle towards the squat stone huts. many look as if they are retiring for the day.

The Grimlock priest moves towards the party. "Big magic over, you sleep now. area keep bones away. me make sure of that. no touch sparkly runes till they fade."

Crowblaze, Sparkle and Seryl. I rolled Knowledge arcana rolls. you can all tell that he cast a warding spell on the village to keep undead out. you thing from the display of magic that it should keep the lich out as well. for a time anyways.

[Maelstrom]

After the Impressive display, Crowblaze goes back to his rest state for the remainder of the night.

[The Wandering Bard]

The night passese quickly with nothing out of the ordinary occuring. the next morning several grimlocks move towards the party cautiously. they carry several stone slabs that appear to be covered with an variety of mosses, and fish. "you now eat. Dis'sna cook you for." one says in rough common. the scrawny creature gestures towards a tiny hunched form, working over a small fire. the party assumes that most grimlocks never need light due to their massive pupils. but that they mus be preparing food for you the way they assume humans of the surface eat.

[The Wandering Bard]

The stairway to the other cliffs, loom meanacingly over the cavern floor. the liches home being at the tops of those very steps.

[dndmaster]

Gabriel accepts the food in kind. "Thank you and tell your cook there that it will help strengthen our bodies for the task at hand." Gabriel then eats some of the morsels and just looks up to the stairway leading up to where the lich is already probably planning to retaliate.

[Anaesthesia]

Sparkle sniffs the food before tentatively eating it. While nibbling on the food, looks in the direction that Gabriel is looking in.

[Maelstrom]

Crowblaze gathers up his equipment, not needing to eat himself. He stands at the edge of the town, waiting patiently for the party.

[Zane]

Mursharr rises in the morning, he turns his head to check the food and even takes a small portion out of respect to the Grimlocks that prepared it. He quickly downs the morsel he took, then turning his attention to the stairs that they have not yet used for a few moments before recalling something the cleric mentioned.

Mursharr finds the cleric/chieftain and gives a bow to the leader of the Grimlocks, figuring it wouldn't hurt to show approval of a leader that aided them. "Chief say he see home of magic bones. How far, how long travel?" he asks the new chieftain.

[Maelstrom]

Seeing Mursharr attempting to speak to the chieftain, Crowblaze comes over to translate his question into Goblin.

[The Wandering Bard]

The creature scratches its chin and seems to be thinking. Many steps, no stop for meal, but close. lots of bones, bones no talk just kill, bones no know of traps. bones no think. you watch for big bones. big bones is big. you know big bones when you see it. magic bones control big bones too.

[Zane]

Seeing Mursharr attempting to speak to the chieftain, Crowblaze comes over to translate his question into Goblin.
((OOC: Thanks for catching that Mael - I forgot about the language...))

[D'argos]

((Rok will try to get some local recipes from Dis'sna, asking for Crowblazes help if needed to translate, Rok will offer a customary culinary exchange of 1 of his recipes for 1 of Dris'sna best recipes. Based upon the circumstances and where they live... Rok will offer magic mushroom surprise, (it's a kolache roll using mushroom filling and bread, or you can use the mushrooms instead of bread and have anything tasty be the filling inside) and also give Dris'sna a bit of honey in a small jar to sweeten the deal. If Dris'sna does not agree to the exchange Rok will try something far worse than intimid