Naxx nods
"Let's head into town and see if we can find one willing to sell us one, then head back and see what we run into this time. Do we have plans to deal with recurring ghosts?"
Gaarm looks quizzically at Naxx i have my sword? What else would I need?
The sword is powerful, but so are the things we face. Let's try to buy that wand. I think I saw one in one of the stores in town.
Tom will head off to where he kind of remembers a wand being.
Phyton follows, fully in favor of the wand purchase.
You have purchased a wand and stand at the entrance to the southern jail block.
Gaarm scratches his head as he ponders into the damp room. Any ideas?
" ...try not to get killed?"
Gaarm heads through the doors with the playful poltergeists towards the northern section of the main floor.
Seeing a set of double doors Gaarm kicks them open with sword and shield in hand.[/ooc]
Nizvit, as usual, makes sure he stays away from physical activities
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You have found the stairs leading to the subfloor, but they have been collapsed inwards, likely due to the uprising. The debris looks purposeful as if the guards had done so to keep the prisoners trapped in the cells.
Phyton glances at his companions. "Now what?"
We clear the debris. Tom says mater of factly, before he starts digging.
While Sir Thomas begins clearing away the debris Gaarm begins to check the next door.
Naxx pitches in (slowly) with helping move some of the smaller rubble
The rubble looks like it will take the better part of a day to remove from the prison.
Gaarm moves northward and finds that there is a staircase leading to the second floor.
There are stairs leading up over here! Gaarm shouts to the rest of the group.
"Let's go explore there then"
Naxx drops the pebble he was holding over his shoulder and moves towards Gaarm
Tom follows after Gaarm. Should be a bit quicker than this rubble.
"Indeed!" he nods and follows his companions
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Phyton follows along, keeping out a wary eye.
Gaarm nods his head. We already have a way down with the rope.
Gaarm heads up the stairs reluctanty with sword and shield in hand.
"Hope Gaarm fare better thiz time, yez?" he asks hopefully, recalling the last few times they came into this horror house
I hope so too Niz. It seems something keeps drawing me towards this house. Gaarm explains as he walks up the stairs.
Why do I keep coming back after all that has happened to me?
Naxx follows at a safe distance
Gaarm leads the party up the stairs to the mysterious second floor! The stairs creak from the weight of the men, but the wood and stone seem to hold. A whistling can be heard from the top of the stairs, but it seems that the wind is merely passing under the double doors. Gaarm opens the doors and is blasted by the chilly nighttime air.
To his left, a guard area is blocked from the cellblock by an arc of iron bars. Within sits an old wooden table and a few chairs.
To his right, Gaarm sees that wooden benches once lined this large hall, but several are now stacked in a jumble and others are overturned in disarray. Weakened by fire, the entire east wall has collapsed away, creating an unintended entryway to a wooden deck beyond. The view of the lake beyond would be beautiful if the silence were not so eerie.
Seeing the wide open room on the upper floor Gaarm shifts his way to the northern door. We should work our way around.
Getting to the northern door Gaarm shakily opens the northern door.
Tom follows in after Gaarm. Placing a reassuring hand on his back.
Gaarm cautiously opens the door to the north and stumbles in to find a privy. Sir Thomas follows him in and the pair look around and see nothing of interest.
"A toilet? I don't suppose anyone wants to go looking through that do they? Let's keep moving"
Naxx then casts detect magic, just to make sure nobody thought to hide something valuable in here
Hmmm, thought I heard something. Gaarm shrugs his shoulders as he looks about. Everytime I see a toilet in this town I hear a voice in my head to sit upon it.
Gaarm nods his head at Naxx as he continues down the hallway.
Tom moves up to the next door and tries it after checking it for traps.
Let's keep moving, this places drains the happiness from souls.
As you approach the corner, you hear a low chorus of moans. Row upon row of ten-foot-square prison cells line the walls, each separated from the passing hallway by a series of iron bars fitted with a narrow iron door. Skeletons slump in many of the cells, the bones scattered where they lie and coated with a mixed layer of ancient ashes and fresh mold. Gaarm moves in front of one of the doors and a claw lashes out at him.
The sharp talons of the undead graze off of his armor as the man leaps back. The rest of the skeletons seem to rise up and skeletal arms reach through the closed cells of the halls.
Sir Thomas opens the door in front of him and finds a wood and iron ladder leading up to a trap door on the ceiling.
Perception:
He and Naxx are too engaged with the ladder to hear the sound of the mournful dirge that teases at the ear and the beat of a hundred drums to accompany it... Wait, those are flapping wings...
Initiative:
Initiative:
1st: Gaarm; Phyton; Sir Thomas; Nizvit; Naxx
You hear a flute playing, but don't see anything, well besides the massive amount of animated skeletons in the cells.
Initiative:
1st: Gaarm; Phyton; Sir Thomas; Nizvit; Naxx
Gaarm shifts forward uncomfortable as he stabs his longsword at one of the skeletons in the cage.
"A flute playing.....and it seems most of these ghost are linked to an item so far..like the one that you killed with your axe"
Naxx looks at the flute he's carrying
"Maybe run away..or have Sir Thomas channel them all?"
Calling upon the healing warmth of the Empyreal Lords, Tom channels to harm undead.
Gaarm's sword clatters around through the bars of the cells, but doesn't seem to hurt the skeleton. Shoving the slashing weapon through gaps in the metal might not be the most effective method of dealing with them.
Sir Thomas channels positive energy to wash over the skeletons and to send them back to Hell, but surprisingly only a few fall to his channel energy.
Nizvit and Phyton watch as all of this happens as Naxx toys with the silvered flute that they found.
The flute music grows louder, engulfing the whole floor in a painful dirge, as one of the cell doors creak open. Their prisoners are released to deal with these intruders.
From behind the group, four stirges, one much larger than the rest buzz in from the open air to the east and the melody strikes at the heart of Sir Thomas.
The skeletons rush to attack Gaarm as the beating of the wings grows as the stirges come up to flank the party.
The claws clatter off of Gaarm's armor.
Initiative:
1st: Gaarm; Phyton;
2nd: Skeletons (Red; Blue); Stirges (Yellow; Green; Orange; Purple)
3rd: Sir Thomas; Nizvit; Naxx
Nizvit steps to the flying creature, gesturing a bit, and a bout of flame envelops them!
Sir Thomas stands motionless, entranced by the music.
What is going on back there?
Seeing the skeleton's Gaarm begins to get angry. Damned House just won't leave us alone!
Gaarm lashes out at the skeleton's before him with the glowing Longsword.
Gaarm continues to cleave his blade straight across both of the skeletons.
Gaarm cuts down one skeleton with a brutal slash, but his second seems to clatter on the bones a bit.
Nizvit bathes one of the smaller stirges in fire. The flames seem to singe their wings, severely burning the creature.
Initiative:
1st: Gaarm; Phyton;
2nd: Skeletons (Red); Stirges (Yellow @ 3; Green; Orange; Purple)
3rd: Sir Thomas; Nizvit; Naxx
Naxx seeing Sir Thomans entranced by the music decides to try to counter it and snap Sir Thomas out of it and puts the flute he found to his lips