"Yes, I'm detecting undead... ack, I guess it wasn't necessary!"
"Fret not, for 'twas worth making sure," Absinthe says in a soothing tone.
"They could have been flesh golems, or very, very, drunk..."
Melianthe unleashes her oft-threatened Web spell. "Now, who has a match?"
Reacting quickly to the brain-hungry undead, Melianthe covers the room in globs of sticky webbing.
All but one of the zombies are instantly tangled up.
"Meritorious spellcasting, sister Mel," Absinthe compliments the Dusk Elf.
She then moves into the room, scimitar twirling, and lashes out at the sole zombie not hampered by webbing!
"I have Alchemist fire!"
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Absinthe slices deeply the zombie nearest the edge of the webbing. Although its torso is holding together by only a few sinews, it is still animated.
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Segang, spear in hand, steps back as necessary to strike with the reach weapon and attacks.
Segang cuts down the undead that Absinthe previously wounded. The five other zombies remain trapped in the webbing.
Cherias gets out his bottle of fire and tosses it at the zombies.
Cherias lobs the fire grenade and hits his target square in the chest. It flails, covered in flames as it and the webbing around it burn away. The two scorched zombies are now freed, and shamble forward. The nearest swings a smoldering fist at Absinthe.
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The three zombies in the web struggle against their bonds.
Two manage to break the webs, and they shuffle in your direction.
Four more zombies emerge from the room to the north, stumbling slowing in your direction.
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Seren doesn't want to break invisibility so will sneak east to the wall corner.
Zombies don't become zombies and dance around without someone guiding them. I really hate necromancers
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The barbarian takes his AOO on the approaching undead.
Absinthe curses at the corpse that just struck her and repays it in kind, scimitar twirling as she cuts at its decayed flesh.
"Any more of that alchemist fire?" she calls out.
"None here," says Melianthe, her eyes darting. She chooses the zombie closest to Segang and hexes it with Misfortune.
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Segang takes down the closing zombie, pinning it on the end of his spear.
Seren sneaks invisibly to the far corner of the room.
Melianthe calls a hex on one of the zombies.
Absinthe hacks her scimitar deep into the torso of the nearest undead. Already damaged from the fire grenade, the zombie collapses in two pieces.
Entering a controlled rage Segang steps south and stabs at the undead 10' north of Abby.
"Segang, I think you need to use a sword or an axe, to hack them to bits! A spear won't be as effective."
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Segang's long spear takes down another zombie.
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"Oh, nevermind..." says the boy sheepishly as the zombie droops, lifelessly, off Segang's spear and falls to the floor.
Cherias winces as the bruise on Absinthe's shoulder fades and a similar mark appears on his own.
Cherias moves up so he can see all the zombies, and throws his hand in the air, crying out as the warm burst of positive energy envelopes the room.
Cherias steps up and channels a burst of holy energy.
All but two of the zombies are overwhelmed by the burst, and immediately cease their animation. Those remaining shuffle to swing at Cherias and Absinthe.
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The crash of a door slamming open announces the arrival of more undead. From the dining room to the south, six zombies in noble costume shamble forth. To the east, a single zombie dressed as a blue angel and carrying a harp enters the ball room. Two others emerge from a side passage.
These latter three are caught in the remaining webbing.
Its an army of undead! Segang exclaims in his controlled rage. We gotta find who is making them.
"Sister Mel, do you perchance have another of those spiffy spells to hand?" Absinthe asks while she slashes at the zombie closest to her.
"Only single bolts, I fear," says Melianthe, biting her lip.
She targets the harpist zombie with Misfortune and begins cackling to continue the first zombie's hex.
"Ah, well," Absinthe says, her tone of voice philosophical. "They are not unbearably difficult to cut down, at least. Their greatest threat is in numbers, rather than in skill."
"I'll be sure to visit the bazaar the next time we aren't collapsing from another sleepless excursion or being overwhelmed by hordes of the undead," says Mel with a grin.
Seren will move north and open the door a crack, peering in.
Seren finds a side office, with a small desk and set of bookshelves laden with myriad books. A number of potted plants and flowers decorate the room, but it is empty of inhabitants.
Melinathe and Absinthe banter while the former hexes the angelic harpist zombie, and the latter chops down another zombie with an effective slash.
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Segang stabs at the zombie to the north of Cherias before saying Lets defend this short hall, get beside or behind me. You are defeating my having a reach weapon by being in front of me.
Segang thrusts his spear, felling another zombie.
Cherias casts Guidance on Absinthe and steps back out of their way.
You think you hear the faint echoes of a distant siren as the next wave of zombies shambles towards you. Only one is near enough to strike, a dead noblewoman still wearing a bib and carrying a silver fork. It swings at Absinthe, jamming the fork painfully into her shoulder, just narrowly missing a vital spot.
; ;
Seren will continue to skulk and explore, searching for anything non-zombie. He moves to the southern door in the office.
Seren peeks through the doorway, finding a small recital hall. Before an arched bay window overlooking the gardens is a large, standing harp. Its strings have been crudely broken. Four chairs hold costumed corpses -- a sea serpent, a castle tower, a swan, and a blue skeleton.
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Melianthe hexes the zombie between Cherias and Segang with Misfortune, continuing her hexes against the other zombies. A bead of sweat trickles down her face as she concentrates. "Abby, make room..." she grits out.
Attack and move back Ab, well behind me if you can. Your position prevents me from getting attacks as they approach.
Segang stabs at the undead nearest Cherias. If Absinthe had moved back to allow it Segang will 5' step back as well.
"As you insist," Absinthe says, shrugging, and she falls back to allow Segang to take the front.
Melianthe casts a hex, and Absinthe steps back from the mob. With sheer brute force, Segang takes down another zombie.
Cherias feels Absinthe's pain bleed across the lifelink to his body, and cries out in ecstasy as his body transforms into a shimmering angelic form of pure light. He serenely walks past the zombie, brushing the insubstantial wing of his energy body across Absinthe's shoulder as he does so.
The zombies punches at Cherias as he floats by, but barely misses.
You catch a cackle of laughter from above. On the balcony overlooking the main hall, you see a pale elf dressed in motley. Between moves juggling a skull, dagger and orb, she incants a magic phrase and points in your direction. The floor beneath you is instantly covered in greasy slime.
The elf bursts into another fit of cackles as the zombies close in.
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Seren will cast illusion of calm (no effect while invisible for now) and then move south and through the western door.
Melianthe falls.
She immediately uses her Fly Hex and soars into the air, scowling, and gets within hexing range of the elf.
"Finally, a single decent target," she says.