Dolan shrugged, "Whatever that was, it gave me the strength to continue, unless someone else would prefer to go back? Time is pressing."
Celes will go to the southeast doorway, and see if here keen hearing can pick anything up
You hear and see nothing bad hiding.
A marble statue of a man on a throne stands
watch over this chamber. Tear-like stains run
down his face from the copper crown fused to
his head. The passage to the south is partially
choked with rubble.
Tryane walks through the chamber, searching.
the statue’s plaque reads,
Celes will tel the others what the plaque says,
I wonder what it means
Celes will search the room for anything else of note or worth.
Dolan looked over the statue, searching his memory for any mention of Naimar.
When nothing came to him, he began searching the room with the others.
"Alright, we're clear up to here, but I'd like to backtrack back to that second room and go down the passage we bypassed there. What do you all think?"
Dolan shrugged, "Any path is as good as any other, I suppose. Perhaps that will be the way we find survivors."
He offered a nod and began down the path that Tryane had suggested.
You back track to a passage you bypassed earlier
A marble-and-copper statue of a saint in plate
mail holds a longsword in his right hand. His
other, raised above his head palm up, holds a
brass orb covered in studs.
Tryane raises her visor and searches around the room, paying attention to exits.
Tryane doesn't notice much.
Celes wil look around for anything useful.
The statue is holding a removable orb, that looks like a magic item.
Tryane stands with her hands on her hips.
"It's OK! Everything appears to be in order."
Celes will cast detect magic on orb and focus to obtain schools of magic, etc.
The orb is of the Evocation school
This brass orb is a bit larger than a human fist.
It is covered with symbols of goodness and
law and thick studs. If used as an improvised
weapon, it deals 1d6 points of bludgeoning
damage and serves as a good weapon for the
purpose of overcoming damage reduction.
You also notice that one of the studs is different than the others in that it's a different metal.
As he inspected the room, Dolan couldn't help but voice something he'd been wondering for several moments now. "Where are all the defenders, I wonder? They were overwhelmed quickly, but surely it wasn't so quick that they couldn't have retreated down here? Perhaps we will find them within the keep." He concluded, apparently trying to convince himself.
You back track to the passage in room 5, and proceed down it and got to another room.
Suits of bronze plate mail stand silent vigil
to each side of this passage. Each holds an
antique glaive. Stairs exit the chamber are right
ahead, climbing upward.
You go up the stairs
The sliding panel opens behind a large tapestry
hanging in a plain wood-paneled room filled
with priestly robes and accoutrements. Stairs
climb to a door behind a dark curtain. A pool
of blood flows slowly from beneath a different
plain wooden door on the ground level.
Tryane motions the others to flank the door with blood seeping under it. When they're ready, she'll confront and open that door.
Celes will take out her scimitar, and flank the door and not at Tryane when she is ready.
perception checks?
Dolan waited near the door, as Tryane suggested. Once there, he listened for anything that might indicate what was waiting on the other side.
Once everyone is set, Tryane will open the door.
The keep’s chapel is ripe with the stench of
unspeakable carnage. Human bodies stripped
naked, their flesh marred with dozens of
puncture wounds swollen into purplish oozing
welts, lie propped against the doors. Gore
spatters the floor, benches, and wall-panels
painted with life-size portraits of saints. At
various heights, dozens more corpses spiked
to the high rafters leak ichorous stains down
upon the deadpan portraits, anointing them
in blood. Behind the pulpit, a staircase
ascends in a steep curve to a choir loft.
While Dolan Looks out the door, he notices a ripple in the air and sky outside though a window.
As the door was opened, Dolan put a hand up for the others, giving a signal to wait. After that he knelt down, and traced the line of a crack on the stone floor. It was a measure to help him focus, so that he could do what must be done. With that accomplished, he turned and marched outside, toward the shimmer. He expected to be attacked at any time.
Tryane knelt and concentrated on Detect Evil for three rounds, trying to see of there was Evil present, but hidden in the carnage.
The Knight of the Cup stood up again, signals 'presence of the enemy', and pointed at three corpses in particular as well as a knight at the pulpit.
When her companions are ready, she will approach within 30 feet and then Oracle Channel Positive Energy to harm undead.
positive energy damage, Will save DC17 for half.
Perception check please.
perception check to see if it had an effect on targets.
It had no effect.
The undead are smiling at us, what the she whispers to the others.
"SMILING?" Tryane swore wrathfully. She strode forward, raising her enchanted silver warhammer.
"Smile at this!" She power attacked the creature as it lay there.
for a possible bludgeoning, silver, enchanted, ghost touch damage.
Tryane's hammer cause the one it to cough a bit knowing the gig is up,
PC's go, you have one round while they are prone.
Round 1_____
"Smile!"
She power attacks the creature as it lay there.
for a possible bludgeoning, silver, enchanted, ghost touch damage.
"At!"
She power attacks the creature as it lay there again.
for a possible bludgeoning, silver, enchanted, ghost touch damage.
"This!"