Daidalos furrows his brow at the new sign. "Undead, perhaps? Or something that is incredibly hard to kill, like a troll? Does everyone have their fire and acid ready? This sounds like a fight, not a puzzle, if you ask me."
Affyria searches her memory about what Timeon said about the rooms. "Drowned men that rise when called. Sea zombies or something? Let's not call them then, though I assume it won't be as simple as that," she adds after a moment's thought.
After ensuring that everyone is ready, Affyria pushes open the door.
This square stone chamber is lit by a small oil lantern hanging from the ceiling. There are two other doors leading out of the room: one on the west wall and another on the east. It has eight battered wooden coffins encrusted with salt brine, barnacles and seaweed.
As Affyria pushes her way into the room, Daidalos stands back a little, one hand holding his crossbow, the other hand in the opening position for many of his spells.
Daidalos considers the scene before him. Brine. Sea water. The undead. What doesn't make sense is the coffins, but the other factors have him thinking of a draugr.
"Whatever is in these coffins, let's not 'call' them," Affyria states with a grimace, fully expecting that it's not going to be as easy as that. Regarding the two doors leading out of the chamber, she adds, "Well this is definitely the way forward."
She steps into the room, eyeing the coffins warily. She tries to make as little sound as possible, and has a quick look around the room.
"Careful. I'm pretty sure there's Draugr in those coffins. They're resistant to fire, as well as to weapons like arrows and spears." Daidalos tells the others in a low voice, holding back until he's sure the room is clear.
"Going by the text it is safe to assume that somewhere in here is a trigger that will wake them up. Let's make sure there are no traps in the floor and walls first before moving on to the coffins?"
He isn't done talking before he starts looking for any and all apparent dangers. Asturu holds his rapier in one hand and occassionally uses the tip to prod tiles and stones in his search for hazardous death traps. If anyone else joins him in his search, he waits with moving on to the next sector until they too are done searching the current area.
As Affyria and Asturu step into the chamber, Affyria's foot splashes loudly in a briny puddle and Asturu's rapier taps on the tiles. A low groan begins to emanate from one of the coffins, followed by another, then more still.
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Ineluki readies to attack the first thing to come out of a coffin...
whatever comes out of the coffin seems to startle him and his aim isn't as sure as he'd hoped it would be.
"Ah, damn it. I thought they were only supposed to come when called? So, let's see.... My crossbow is all but worthless against them, and.... Undead, that would be...."
Daidalos pulls out his spellbook and leafs through it. Coming on a particular page, his eyes glow momentarily and arcane energy spirals out of the words and into his hand.
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Affyria curses, then moves to the coffin where the sound emanated from, and gets ready to mace whatever comes out of it...
Asturu uncorks the tiniests of flasks and gulps down its content. The man's form shifts and a scent of spice fills the air as Asturu grows right in front of everyone's eyes. He then takes a central position in the middle of the room.
Current AC: 14
Timo quickly moves into a position to where he hears the groaning.
Affyria: Readied Attack
Timo: Double Move
Asturu: Enlarge Person extract
Daidalos: Swap spell
Luke: Readied Attack
Price: ?
Grumblejack: Moves into the Room
As everyone makes the preparations and several prepare to attack, the groaning sounds increase in volume and several of the coffins begin to shake and tremble, the things inside banging on the lids. Grumblejack comes into the room as Asturu grows in size. The ogre looks at him a bit wild-eyed, "Grumblejack no know you do magic... You... you big as Grumblejack..." He seems tries to give Asturu as wide a berth as possible as he takes up position near the eastern door, weapon at the ready.
"We can handle these... too bad we don't have someone who can make them all allies.. .that would be sweet. In the meantime though, I need to get in there to blast them." Ineluki changes form to a bat again, seeing how cramped the room has become...
Before the room can erupt into chaos Timo calls out, "What do you think, open and crush them one at a time?"
Daidalos scans the room, stepping into the doorway, and black motes of energy start to dance around his hand as he prepares to unleash his spell on the first draugr to show.
"Sorry, Luke. The undead aren't really my specialty. Hopefully I'll get the technique down soon, though. It would be useful."
Grumble and I could technically sit down on two coffins .. but enough of that, focus on the fight that's to come.
Asturu readies himself and prepares to clubber any undead foolish enough to crawl out of their holes.
"Sounds like a plan," Affyria nods to Timo, and she tests the coffin lid in front of her.
Luke: Shift and move
Timo: Ready attack? - Need roll
Daidalos: Ready Spell - Hit
Asturu: Ready attack - Need roll
Affyria: Open and attack - Need roll
Price: ?
Grumblejack: Attack - Need roll
The party shifts and prepares for the seemingly inevitable. While the mechanical snakes bothered him quite a bit, Grumblejack seems almost giddy at the moment (at least when he isn't looking at Asturu).
Affyria is able to open the lid to the coffin with relative easy; it seems like it had already been knocked loose and was about to pop open anyway. A sodden corpse bursts upright with a wailing moan.
As the creature pops out, Timo swings his Nodachi in a strong overhead arc.
Not quite used to this rather unwieldy size and the new proportions, Asturu swings his meaty fist in a rather clumsy manner at the undead.
"Don't get up on our account!"
With a series of well-placed strikes, the draugr collapses almost as quickly as it rose, Affyria's mace finishing the job.
As it falls, another bursts from a coffin on the western wall.
Grumblejack eyes the fallen draugr, nods in approval, then readies an attack if one of the undead emerges near him.
Seeing the next creature burst out, Timo whirls and throws himself headlong into battle, happy to finally have something to get his frustration out against. However, in his haste to throw himself into battle his strike is incredibly clumsy.
Daidalos pulls up more motes of the strange white-black energy, spiraling around his hand before beaming out at the next draugr to rise.
Affyria follows Timo, swinging her mace aimed at the draugr's rotting skull.
Utilizing his new size, Asturu swings his meaty fist over the heads of his companions at the Draugr's stirring form.
Ineluki flits into the room and aims a sonic burst at the only visible draugr.
He SOLIDLY hits the side of the casket it came out of...
As the second draugr emerges, the party rains down attacks. Many miss, but Affyria and Daidalos's paired attacks make short work of it. Yet just as it crumbles back into its now shattered coffin, two more spring forth. Grumblejack swings at one of them but misses wildly.
[ooc]I don't have his portfolio handy so the bonus might be wrong... but that's definitely a miss.[/dice]
Now working with a practiced ease, Daidalos once again sends a ray of disrupting necromantic energy at the closer of the active draugr.
Timo continues his reckless attacks at the next coffin. "Can you guys just pick a spot instead of going back and forth," he grumbles as he swings.
Affyria moves to the other of the new draugrs, and slowly swings her mace around again.
Asturu locks on to Affyria's target and opts for a vicious kick, hoping that a change in style somehow forces success. But hope is for the weak, those without the means to enforce change and success through ability and skill.
If either of the draugr are still alive, Ineluki will aim a sonic blast at it.
Daidalos: Ray - Hit
Timo: Attack - Hit, Not a Crit
Affyria: Attack - Hit
Asturu: Miss - nlai8wh4erak,sda
Luke: Sonic Attack - Hit
Grumblejack: Attack
The party springs to the attack and damages both of the draugr. Grumblejack joins in, swinging his greatsword but winds up banging the blade into the ceiling of the room. "Graaaah!"
The draugrs' dead eyes turn towards their nearest foes and they swing their greataxes. The one attacking Affyria swings wide, brine dripping from its sodden flesh, while the other lands a glancing blow against Timo's armor.
Two more draugr burst from their coffins.
- Jeez!!!! :-/
- Miss
- Hit
- The dice are kind to you!
Daidalos unleashes a ray of positive energy at the draugr he targeted previously , striking it through the tangle of attacks it and Affyria were trading, but hardly disrupting its unlife at all.
Ineluki blasts one of the new ones that is not in melee yet with a sonic blast.
Asturu continues to assault the draughr that, so far, has successfully avoided his clumsy strikes.
"Gah!! They stink!" Timo grunts as he swings his sword back at the creature.
"Tell me about it, and I hate seafood!" Affyria yells as she dodges a swipe from the draugr, and aims another blow at its head.
Daidalos: Spell - Hit
Luke: Sonic Attack - Hit!
Asturu: Attack - Hit (half-damage due to piercing weapon)
Timo: Attack - Miss
Affyria: Attack - Hit
Grumblejack: Attack - Hit
A number of you concentrate attacks on the draugr to the northwest and steadily whittle away at the rotting flesh but he seems to resist the fiercest attack from Asturu, the enlarged rapier doing less damage than expected. To the east, Grumblejack swings at the draugr in melee with Timo and manages to hack its arm off and continues the sweep through the things chest and across its spine, dropping the undead back to the ground.
The draugr shamble forth in a counterattack, swinging their greataxes at the nearest villains. The ones attacking Affyria and Asturu miss while another blow lands against Timo, dealing significantly more damage than last time.
- Squeaked out a miss!
- Miss
- Hit
Daidalos sends another ray at the draugr Affyria is fighting, hoping to finish it off, but his ray goes wide, harmlessly striking Affyria herself instead.