Sera, initially happy to see people alive, suddenly gets more serious at the idea these people could be graverobbers. She turns to look at Cassyt to see her reaction to these people in the crypt, her hands beginning to drip shimmering pink dust on the floor.
"Hm, did you try to clear the tombs?"
The Elf stands putting away her scimitar and running a hand through her somewhat grubby blonde hair, " Oh no, we weren't raiding we just came to, er, verify... " The Half-Orc stands up a little unsteadily and interrupts the elf. " Yeessh! So many trinkets in here. Hic! " His sentence punctuated with another hiccup and a swig from a bottle.
" Ahem, we came to verify the rumours of the undead, but our activity here drew so many to us that we had to barricade the door. We've been stuck in here for a few days, do you have any food you could share? We're starving! "
The half Orc stumbles forward and tries to envelope Beryl in a big hug "Thanksh for shaving ush! "... Beryl (and everyone else) notices that the pockets of these three are stuffed full.
The Teifling and the Elf wear leather armour and have a scimitar each and a light crossbow slung over their shoulder. The Half-Orc is wearing commoners cloths and has a shortsword in one hand and a bottle of whiskey in the other.
Rakish blinks. Genuinely blinks. He says, I will give you meat. Pink, he says, looking at Sera, you will make a cook fire; inferior non-lizards require cooked meats.
Rakish turns and leaves, headed to the creatures he just slew. He starts cutting chunks of meat from the zombie flesh.
After he separates a few cuts, he trims them into proper steaks using the blade of a hand axe and takes them back to roast over the fire.
Ah, well ye've got me thanks for keeping those trinkets safe for the fine Doomguides like Cassyt here. So ye can empty yer pockets so that she can make sure that they get back ta the dead. Certainly, ye agree wit' that sentiment, since ye're just here ta help with the undead problem, eh? the warrior smiles broadly, giving group a second chance to make things right.
"You should really do as he said."
Garth says nothing but keeps a close eye out for any further dangers.
In his drunken stupor the Half Orc smiles with a slightly confused look on his face, but the Elven woman steps up and jabs him in the ribs. " No, I don't think so, the Dead don't need these where they are... You have our thanks for saving us, but we'll be leaving with what we have, if you're smart you'll take what you can carry and get out too! "
Cassyt steps forward from where she's been hovering at the back and says with a waiver in her voice " The dead deserve your respect, I... I won't let you take their belongings! " she quickly glances at those of you who are around, hoping you will continue to back her up.
Behind the Elf, the Tiefling stands up, a hand on his sword hilt.
Sera sighs, You do realize how foolish you sound right? she remarks to the robbers. In a mocking voice, Oh thank you for saving us, we couldn't possibly defeat the things you just defeated. Now, lets threaten you when you are clearly superior to us! before returning to her normal child like tone, I mean really! I think we'll be nice enough to give you one chance to change your tunes, before we let Rakish here eat you, since I'm sure you taste better than the zombie he was just munching on.
Rakish let's out a series of gutteral ticking sounds, like a deep slow rumble from a lion.
Ticktickticktick tick tick... Tick.... Tick.
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Raeva hisses a word and his eyes glow with an inner fire. Another word and the ground starts to shake.
The sight of Rakish holding a steak of rotting human flesh, a gutteral reptilian growl issueing from his throat is enough to make these thieves really consider Seraphyna's words and rethink their life choices up to this point, even the drunk Half Orc takes notice especially when the ground start ps to rumble.
"The whole crypts are crumbling!" the drunk brute yells, falling to the ground and emptying his pockets frantically, the forgotten whiskey bottle tips over spilling the remains of its contents.
The Elf frowns but the tingling shakes his head and places a hand on her shoulder, then they both start emptying their pockets and placing items on various shelves, though who can say where everything originally came from...
Cassyt lets out a little sigh of relief.
"You are right, of course," The Tiefling says. "Now we have put back what doesn't belong to us, will you let us leave?"
Cassyt nods but quietly says "Perhaps we should escort you out though..."
The raiders grumble at this prospect saying they'd rather try and leave the way they came in...
PC Tracking :
Beryl:
Hp: 27/31
Rakish:
Hp: 29/31
Action Surge: Used
Cassyt:
Dmg: 2
Inpiration :
Beryl Y
Garth N
Sahil Y
Seraphyna Y
Raeva Y
Rakish Y
Beryl watches the events unfold with amusement. Smiling broadly, the warrior, There, don't ye feel a mite wiser?
Looking up at the rope and grapple, Beryl whips the end of the rope to unlodge the grapple and begins coiling it up, speaking as he does so, I'll be hopin' that ye'll grasp that desecrating a holy place is bad business. It's the priests that usually clear this place of undead, and I'd not think they'd care ta save a bunch of grave robbers. Perhaps ye'd be better adventurers?
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"So, you woke the dead then? You will be lucky to make it out alive, they might follow you, on the road, into your homes, in your dreams..."
Now, now Reis. No need to frighten them, for surely, they've learned their lesson, The fighter says with a wink.
The grave robbers are escorted out of the crypts, back the way you came in and handed over to some Other Kelemvorites near the entrance. Cassyt thanks you all for the assistance and you all re-enter the crypts making your way carefully back down past the collapsed stairs.
The crypts lead around the corner and you briefly inspect a semi-circular chamber to the left . It's walls are lined with nearly a hundred loculi, each containing the bones of one or more deceased residents of Phlan. An obelisk stands in the center of the chamber. Its four faces are covered in mysterious runes.
The room seems clear of undead, and Cassyt informs you all that the runes are celestial and though she hasn't finished her studies and can't read the script, she has been told that it describes the goodly lives of those intered in the chamber...
The party moves on, down some stone steps, at the bottom the hall opens up into a large room.
The walls here are lined with burial niches containing skeletons, as in other areas of the catacombs, but skeletons also stare down at you from the ceiling where they were set into shallow plaster. Some arm bones, leg bones, and skulls have cracked free and fallen to the floor, but most remain in the positions and poses they were given ages ago. The flickering light from Cassyt's lantern gives the eerie illusion that the skeletons are moving. The group makes it halfway across the chamber when suddenly the illusion becomes reality! Three skeletons break free of the plaster above and fall down among the party!
"Gah!" yells Cassyt.
Beryl
Cassyt
Garth
Raeva
Rakish
Sahil
Seraphyna
Skeletons
PC Tracking :
Beryl:
Hp: 27/31
Rakish:
Hp: 29/31
Action Surge: Used
Cassyt:
Dmg: 2
Inpiration :
Beryl Y
Garth N
Sahil Y
Seraphyna Y
Raeva Y
Rakish Y
Sera was about to goose Cassyt in the spooky light when the skeletons attack, causing the half-elf to yelp is shock. Regaining her composure, her hands glow pink as another magical missile is fired off at the nearest skeleton.
Beryl seems undeterred as he slowly draws his shield from his back and hefts his warmace to his shoulder.
Well now, ye should be restin dead. Mayhap, ye need a reminder! Beryl speaks in a calm even tone.
Swing his warmace at the nearest skeleton,
Having never encountered skeletons before Sahil fears that his bolts might go right through them. When he fires, he will look out, if they are more resistant to his bolts than Beryl swinging his mace.
Rakish, weapons at the ready, tears into one of the skeletons with his hand axes.
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Garth swings a short sword in one hand and the club Rakish gave him in the other at a skeleton.
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Raeva slides away from the skeleton (accepting the attack of opportunity) then casts a spell at blue skeleton.
With his hand axes ready, Rakish slashes at the skeleton that fell down next to him. He lands one solid blow that cracks the skeletons collarbone, the other barely misses glancing off a scrap of leather armor on the skeletons shoulder.
Garth springs into action drawing a shortsword and readying the club that's Rakish had made for him. The skeleton he attacks ducks under the shortsword, but Garths new club smashes into the skeleton, ribs snap off and fly through the air and the skeletons spine snaps and it's legs crumble to the floor, leaving just its head and shoulders crawling on its arms.
Raeva dashes away from the skeleton as it swipes it's clawlike finger bones at him, drawing bright red lines across the tieflings face and neck. Blood runs from Raeva's fresh wound as he summons ball of flame and shoots it straight at the skeleton. The skull bursts into flames, blackening as half of it turns to ash.
Aiming at the closest skeleton Sahil looses two bolts at point blank range, the skeleton knocks one of the crossbows down at the last minute, causing the first bolt to smash into the floor. The second bolt however punches straight into the skeletons skull knocking its head off! The body however seems still able to function.
Though the bolt didn't seem as effective as Garths club, it seemed just as effective as usual...
" Ah! Er, Kelemvor smite this abomination! " Cassyt yells in a piping high pitched voice as a white radiant flames decend upon the skeleton next to her but the skeleton leaps out of the way.
The skeletons swipe their claw like fingers at Garth, Rakish and Sahil. Rakish is able to fend off the skeletons blow, Sahil easily dodges out of the way but Garth is caught by the hand, the sharp bones finding a gal in his scalemail and cutting deep into his side.
Sera fires another pink bolt of magical energy that flashes past a skeleton and blasts a chunk of stone off the wall!
With a calm one liner Beryl reminds the skeleton that it should be resting by bringing his mace down upon it and smashing it to dust!
Suddenly there is more crumbling plaster from above and two more skeletons drop down to their feet. One behind Raeva and the other in front of Beryl!
PC Tracking :
Beryl:
Hp: 27/31
Rakish:
Hp: 29/31
Action Surge: Used
Cassyt:
Dmg: 2
Garth:
Hp: 5/12
Raeva:
Hp: 5/9
Beryl Y
Garth N
Sahil Y
Seraphyna Y
Raeva Y
Rakish Y
Blue
Damage 8
Red
Damage 30 (Dead)
Green
Damage 9
Rest well, friend, the staunch fighter says more seriously, before the other skeletons drop down. Hang in there, 'Phyna!
Beryl swings his heavy mace with the ease of years of practice!
Hey there, good lookin'! Ya need ta put some meat on those bones!
If Rakish were able to understand jokes, he would have laughed. But he doesn't. Instead, he continues to destroy the bones of the walking dead.
Seeing the effect Sahil takes a step back and shoots another two bolts into the skeleton (Green)
"Oh for the love of the gods!" The unending stream of skeletons begin to frustrate Raeva. He stabs out with his dagger.
The Lizardfolk warrior lands a solid blow with his handaxe, knocking the skeletons head from its shoulders and smashing through its torso, bones fly everywhere and collapse to the floor.
Seeing Raeva threatened by another skeleton, Rakish rushes in swiping with his second axe, but the skeleton ducks beneath the blow!
Garth stabs at the new skeleton in front of him, his sword passes through the rib cage cracking three of its ribs! Then he smashes his club down on its head and the skeleton crumbles into pieces!
Frustrated at getting caught next to a skeleton again Raeva draws his dagger and stabs out at the undead abomination but the skeleton blocks the blow with its arm.
Sahil steps back to get some room, nimbly avoiding a swipe of the undeads claws. He levels his crossbows at it and lets his bolts fly. One smashes into its skull, the other into its sternum. Both bones shatter and the rest of the skeleton collapses into pieces!
Cassyt looks around and sees the last skeleton fighting Rakish and Raeva, she calls upon her gods power again and the golden flames decend, but not quickly enough. The skeleton dodges out of the way.
The last skeleton swipes it's sharp fingers at Rakish, the Lizardman spins with the blow, turning it into a minor scratch.
Seraphyna fires another pink blast past her party members at the last skeleton, she had to be careful not to hit her allies. The pink energy flashes past the skeletons head, almost hitting.
Beryl charges at the last skeleton swinging his heavy mace with the ease of years of practice! It crunches through the skeletons body, bones snapping and popping as it's pieces are scattered into every corner of the room.
"Phew, " Cassyt says looking up at the ceiling. " I, I think that's it...? Are you alright Raeva? That wound looks quite nasty! "
Beryl:
Hp: 27/31
Rakish:
Hp: 29/31
Action Surge: Used
Cassyt:
Dmg: 2
Garth:
Hp: 5/12
Raeva:
Hp: 5/9
Beryl Y
Garth N
Sahil Y
Seraphyna Y
Raeva Y
Rakish Y
Blue
Damage 16 (dead)
Red
Damage 30 (Dead)
Green
Damage 22 (Dead)
Pink
Damage 19 (Dead)
Red 2
Damage 22 (dead)
Looking up Beryl checks the tiefling's wound, Ain't too bad, lad. Ye want ta take a rest or continue on in the back?
There a look of genuine concern on the gruff warrior's face as he speaks, but clearly feels that he thinks Raeva can make it.
A rest will bring strength to us all, Rakish says.
Sera, recovering from her momentary daze, shrugs at the idea of resting. Don't really wanna spend more time here than we need to, but if we need to, then we should!
" Alright, but lets move back to the room with the obelisk, I don't think I could really rest in here with those skeletons looking down at us... not after the others dropped down... " Cassyt says, looking up warily at the skeletons still set in the plaster above.
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Beryl takes a moment before helping to tend the wounds of Garth, Raeva, and Cassyt to check the wound that he took. Once finding it minor, he checks his range of motion and moves on to help the other wounded first.
After he is satisfied that the others are taken care of, the stout warrior sits in a corner and begins to softly sing while he cleans his wound. The song is like a lullaby, one that a mother might sing to her child, yet has a definite cadence that seems counter to the original intent of the song. The style seems dwarvish, yet the song is one commonly known to humans of the North. Beryl's singing seems to evoke a tinge of sadness...
"Thank you." Raeva appreciates Beryl's help with his wound.
Garth rests.
Sahil will be on the lookout.
Having been unhurt so far in these crypts, Sera occupies herself with looking over the room they chose to rest in, and the obelisk it contains. With that 3 minutes out of the way, she mindlessly flicks at things that catch her eye, and twirls her hair with a finger. When Beryl start up his song, she ponders dancing to it, but without a partner to dance with, decides against.
When he finishes, she pipes up, Do you know Last Night of the Kings? A bardic group called Van Canto sung it the first time I heard it, and it seems like it might be a good one to add to your fun but melancholy repertoire.
Absently, Beryl looks up at Seraphyna and smiles, Hm? Oh, um, hum me a few bars, lass. Don't recognize the name.
Time passes as Sera tries to remember Last Night of the Kings and teach it to Beryl while wounds are tended to. Once everyone has been patched up it's time to get back to exploring and clearing the crypts.
Moving back through the skeleton ceiling room, unhindered this time, the party heads north down some stairs into the next chamber.
Niches near the floor of this chamber are filled with stacked bones, and skulls are neatly arranged about six inches apart along a ledge. The wall above the skulls bears an inscription, partially obscured by centuries of accumulated dust and cobwebs.
There's a door to the east and a short corridor to the north. Consulting your map you know that the door to the east leads to a single room, where as the corridor to the north leads further into the crypts.
Beryl listens quietly for a minute or two, humming along, then breaks into accompaniment with Seraphyna showing surprising range. The lyric seems a mite dark, despite a more upbeat tune, lass. But I like it, the warrior says with a smile, Well, let's get ta movin' eh?
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Gesturing up at the inscription, Cassyt, might ye be knowin' what that says? It might be wise to check this room before we continue on into the crypt...
Raeva tries to read the inscription, wiping it clear as best he can.
Raeva casts a quick spell and makes a swiping motion in the air, suddenly the cobwebs and grime are wiped away revealing the inscription. Carved into the stone wall in common are the words:
A question speak you, and answer will these departed.