Tribim nods his head in agreement, "Yeah, I don't like 'at either." Tribim moves over to the corpse and investigates it for anything else, casting detect magic as he does so.
Tribim found the corpse bore only well-made leathers, with an eight-pointed star on the breast, and a silver ring. Nothing about it appeared to be magic, though each of the slabs showed the emanations of conjuring Art.
mwk leather armor
the ring is worth 75gp
Regin follows, but waits at the intersection for the two to come back from searching the room.
'Hhhmmmm, an eight pointed star, I wonder what it means.' Trib calls back to Regin Ald, "There's a nice leather armor here with a star on it, an' tha slabs emanate conjuring magic."
He then moves forward to look at the powerful built statue and it's cylinder headed scepter. "Well looky here." Floating his dancing lights around it as he casts detect magic on the statue and inspects it carefully.
Regin's curiosity is thusly peaked and he walks over to the star to see it for himself.
He easily shakes off a yawn and inspects Trib's find
Tribim knows the eight-pointed star as an emblem of the Stargazers. Officially, they sought to recover lost glories of Unther and return them to their proper place of honor. Most take them as an organization of tomb robbers with pretensions to history. He vaguely recalls their being active about fifty years ago before becoming embroiled in some scandal. He thinks they plundered the wrong tomb and either carried out a curse or brought the hard hand of Gilgeam down on them some other way.
Regin knows that the eight-pointed star is an occasional motif in Untheric religious art, usually associated with the heavens in general rather than a particular god.
Looking at the statue, Tribim notes right off that it sits loose on its stage; a strong person might even push it over. It doesn't show any tripwires, hidden catches, or other signs of danger when he checks. His spell shows no magic about it.
Arundel enters the room as well, to see what Trib found.
The elf frowns slightly when looking at the armor. "That wizard in town, Kassu, he wore a ring that bore that symbol..."
Shrugging his shoulders, Tribim calls back to Regin Ald and Arundel " Tha eight-pointed star as an emblem of the Stargazers. Officially, they sought to recover lost glories of Unther and return them to their proper place of honor. But most think they was an organization of tomb robbers with pretensions to history. I vaguely recall them being active about fifty years ago before becoming embroiled in some scandal. I think they plundered the wrong tomb and either carried out a curse or brought the hard hand of Gilgeam down on them some other way." Turning to Arundel, "Kassue ya say, that don't bode well."
Pointing at the statue, "I bet we could push this off it's base."
"Almost certainly," Amarekashu said, flexing some muscles. "Should we, however?" The bulky former Dragon wasn't sure smashing things was wise.
I am hesitant to go pushing things over. Regin admits, We should probably leave it be until we have no other choice.
Regin sees nothing more of interest so he goes to investigate the other room. Carefully.
Tribim, shrugging his shoulders follows Regin Ald into the other room.
Since the others disliked the bugs, Amarekashu was happy enough to head south.
Zummabu's Company chose the southern hallway and found themselves between two niches in the walls. Each held numerous fixed pegs that looked of the sort to hold tools, all now unadorned. Ahead of them, the tunnel descended a flight of stairs. After only a few feet, the stairs vanished beneath a still pool of water.
'water, that's bad luck.' Trib looks at the water, then the pegs. He shrugs his shoulders, "Maybe one of these pegs is a switch ta drain tha water." He starts pulling on all the ones he can reach
He looks up at Amarekashu 'Hey Amarekashu you pull tha higher ones, yeah?" As he continues he says, "If none of these work maybe we go tip over tha statue and see what happens."
'water, that's bad luck.' Trib looks at the water, then the pegs. He shrugs his shoulders, "Maybe one of these pegs is a switch ta drain tha water." He starts pulling on all the ones he can reach
He looks up at Amarekashu 'Hey Amarekashu you pull tha higher ones, yeah?" As he continues he says, "If none of these work maybe we go tip over tha statue and see what happens."
The pegs, even the ones beyond Trib's reach, were fixed in their position.
"Apparently none are the secret switch," Amarekashu mused as he finished twiddling. Looking at the water, he added, "I'm hesitant to suggest swimming, but it might be the only way to see if anything is down there." Of course, Namtor would probably be half naked and diving in given half a chance, but if there was a less risky way...
"Apparently none are the secret switch," Amarekashu mused as he finished twiddling. Looking at the water, he added, "I'm hesitant to suggest swimming, but it might be the only way to see if anything is down there." Of course, Namtor would probably be half naked and diving in given half a chance, but if there was a less risky way...
going down stairs usually leads to a lower level, which would be flooded.' Looking at the water, Tribim shrugs, "Why don't we tip over the statue, and if that doesn't drain tha pool we can stomp on all tha bugs and look around in there." He nods at the water. "I don't relish goin' down stairs under water."
Tribim begins moving back to the eastern room to tip over the statue.
Tribim returned to the room with the slabs and the statue. He started shoving at it and just felt the thing begin to wobble when a tremendous weight crashed down on his head. He fell unconscious to the ground as the statue drew back its huge scepter for another blow.
Init
Regin charges into the room and engages the statue!
Amarekashu's eyebrow shot up. Well, that wasn't what he had expected. "Next time, we break the statue when Tribim wants us to." He charged in as well.
Arundel slips into the room and points a finger at the statue. He utters an arcane word, and a ray of frost shoots toward the living stone.
'This statue is heav.... Ow, what was that, guess I should consider myself lucky, that could have knocked me out,' Rubbing his head where the statue hit him, Tribim as he steps to the statues side, draws his walking stick and whacks at the statue. "Oy, that was uncalled for!"
Arundel slips into the room and points a finger at the statue. He utters an arcane word, and a ray of frost shoots toward the living stone.
Namtar charged forward and drove his fist into the statue. He struck so hard with a bare fist that he cracked the statue's abdomen.
'This statue is heav.... Ow, what was that, guess I should consider myself lucky, that could have knocked me out,' Rubbing his head where the statue hit him, Tribim as he steps to the statues side, draws his walking stick and whacks at the statue. "Oy, that was uncalled for!" His strike had no more impact on it than his complaint had, despite landing solidly.
Dommer hurled earth over the Namtar's shoulder, knocking loose part of the statue's beard.
Amarekashu's eyebrow shot up. Well, that wasn't what he had expected. "Next time, we break the statue when Tribim wants us to." He charged in as well, but stumbled at the last minute and almost punched Namtar instead. Regin followed, but stumbled on just the same stretch of floor and brought his staff just just short of cracking his own nose.
The statue turned from Tribim to Namtar and swung its scepter in a sweeping arc that came within a breath of knocking open his skull.
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For Namtar now
miss
Muttering under his breath, Amarekashu continued to try and hit the statue. Hopefully, it would hit. This time.
Tribim whacks at the statue's ankles with his walking stick, "You were supposed ta fall down and break, nice and easy!"
"It really is quite inconsiderate, isn't it? Putting up all this fuss." Arundel takes aim and fires another ray of frost.
Regin recognizes that he's going to have to get lucky to even scratch this thing. He tries to circle around opposite Amarekashu in an attempt to divide it's defense, but there's no room in the cramped space.
"It really is quite inconsiderate, isn't it? Putting up all this fuss." Arundel takes aim and fires another ray of frost. A small rime of frost spread across the statue's shoulder.
Namtar drove his fist into the statue once more, but this time only bruises his knuckles.
Tribim whacks at the statue's ankles with his walking stick, "You were supposed ta fall down and break, nice and easy!" The blow draws no reaction at all, for all the force the halfling put behind it.
Dommer hurled another blast of earth forward, but it flew high and sprayed loose stone across the ceiling.
Muttering under his breath, Amarekashu continued to try and hit the statue. Hopefully, it would hit. This time. Alas, he hoped in vain as the statue blocked both blows with its scepter.
Regin recognizes that he's going to have to get lucky to even scratch this thing. He tries to circle around opposite Amarekashu in an attempt to divide it's defense, but there's no room in the cramped space. Space or not, he landed a solid blow. The statue turned on him and brought down its scepter in a stunning blow.
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For Regin
'Well this ain't working very good.' Tribim looks at his walking stick for a moment, then points his finger at the statue, "Gonna try something different, hope I don't singe anybody." and then shoots a small lightning bolt out of his finger at it.
Amarekashu kept punching, on the theory that he would eventually have to hit.
Another swing, but this time not so lucky.
Arundel fires another ray of frost at the statue.
Arundel fires another ray of frost at the statue, producing a small circle of frost on its beard. Namtar punched the same spot an instant later and a new web of cracks sprouted from it.
'Well this ain't working very good.' Tribim looks at his walking stick for a moment, then points his finger at the statue, "Gonna try something different, hope I don't singe anybody." and then shoots a small lightning bolt out of his finger at it. His lightning played briefly across the statue's body and left smoke rising from some of its many cracks.
Dommer hurled more earth at the statue, his stone flying just above Namtar's head and crashing into the wall behind the figure.
Amarekashu kept punching, on the theory that he would eventually have to hit. He struck solidly on his second blow. With his strike, a crack opened across the length of the statue. It wheeled to face him and the motion split it in two. The halves fell separately to the ground and did not move again.
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'Now we'll see about that scepter.' Smiling as the statue falls, "That's more like it, now lets take a look-see at that scepter." Tribim takes a closer look at the scepter and attempts to take it out of the hands of the statue, again casting detect magic on it.
"An impressive anti-theft device," Amarekashu murmured, rubbing his knuckles. Of course, the owners were long dead and so this was no longer theft, but it would certainly put most off raiding a home.
'Now we'll see about that scepter.' Smiling as the statue falls, "That's more like it, now lets take a look-see at that scepter." Tribim takes a closer look at the scepter and attempts to take it out of the hands of the statue, again casting detect magic on it.
Tribim found the scepter still attached to the hand. His spell revealed no Art about it.
"Take it anyway?" Amarekashu asked. If nothing else, it would make a decent trophy.
'hhhhmmmm, wonder what else is here.' Tribim shrugs his shoulders, [b]"Might make a nice trophy for someone that wants ta carry tha thing out. It's too big for me though. He then carefully inspects the podium that the statue stood on and the wall behind it looking to see if anything new was revealed.
'hhhhmmmm, wonder what else is here.' Tribim shrugs his shoulders, [b]"Might make a nice trophy for someone that wants ta carry tha thing out. It's too big for me though. He then carefully inspects the podium that the statue stood on and the wall behind it looking to see if anything new was revealed.
Tribim saw some scuffing on the stage, roughly in line with where the skull-crushed body still floated above the one slab, but the stage and walls were otherwise unremarkable.
Master should I go there and see what's going on? Namtar whispers from behind
Pointing from the scuffing toward the body floating above the slab, Tribim, thinking out loud, as much as asking a question to the others "Do you's think that the statue here whacked tha stargazer and put him there first? Or did the stargazer lay down for a nap and then the statue whacked him?" Shrugging his shoulders, Tribim, starts to move out of the room. "Guess it don't make no never mind either way."
Turning to his Namtar, "It looks like the room with the bugs is our next destination. Do you have anyway of killin' em?" Smiling broadly, as he starts fishing out his two flasks of acid. "I mean other than those giant elephant feet of yours."