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This is becoming an abnormally (in a positive way) female lead party, isn't it. It's kinda refreshing.
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Iradyiel opens the door after working a TOUGH lock. As he does, the scent of spring flowers wafts from inside filling the chambers. Inside is what can only be described as rediculous: a plush pillow laden room of silk draperies and oil lanterns. Kiranda and Hosilla have left loose items of under-clothing all over this room, doubtless removed and tossed aside in the heat of passion!
After getting over his initial reaction to the room Iradyiel steps inside. He looks to the east wall upon which hangs a mighty tapestry depicting an abyssal scene. Peeking behind this, Iradyiel gulps as he sees 6 small holes. Dart sized holes.
Moving to the 4th stone he begins to look it over. Finding what he thinks is the trip mechanism he carefully moves the stone . Suddenly there is a "click" In horror Iradyiel realizes he's sprung the trap!
hit!
hit!
hit!
Darts riddle the poor elf's body...
damage
Over the next 30 seconds or so Iradyiel feels the Greenblood Oil poison entering his bloodstream!
Iradyiel takes 1 point of CON damage for each dart unless he makes a DC13 will save for each...
The monsterous women laughs as she hears the mechanism activate, then she takes the momentary distraction to run as fast as she can, hooting and laughing all the way as she makes her escape toward the enterance to the tunnels...
Snarling as the woman makes a break for it Nazz charges her down with sword raised.
"Death it is then." Khan races after the woman, right behind Nazz.
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Sighing, Darya flashes Siff a look as if to say "I tried" before turning towards the room. "Iradyael, you ok in there?" she says preparing to charge in.
Crouching to search the woman Nazz will wipe her blade mostly clean on the woman's clothes. "Is the rogue still alive?" she calls nonchalantly over to Darya.
"Oh, I was wondering what happened to him." Khan shakes his claw free of blood.
"He set off the trap from the sounds of it, but he says he's okay. But feeling queasy." Darya responds. "$#!+, those darts could have been poisoned." she continues, striding into the room with a sense of urgency.
"Probably poisoned." Khan agrees. "Anything useful in here?"
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At the sight of the decadent room and it's trappings, Darya, lets out a low whistle, her eyes unconsciously flickering over at Nazz and Siff before she refocuses, putting aside her more....distracting thoughts.
Looking at the tapestry she frowns slightly before turning to Iradyael. "Where'd you get hit?"
Striding forth into the trapped room of hedonism Nazz' mind starts to run through buried memories at the sight of the pleasant opulence displayed about her.
Quietly she'll grip something hidden by her shirt while she stares forlornly down at the holy symbol of Iomedae dangling out in the open on the other side of her closed fist.
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Sighing, Darya flashes Siff a look as if to say "I tried" before turning towards the room. "Iradyael, you ok in there?" she says preparing to charge in.
Siff flashes a smile back at Darya, as if to say "I know, thank you then watches Nazz and Shear Khan cut down the treacherous cultist.
With a shrug, she joins Darya in inquiring how fares Iradyiel, ultimately following the others down the hole.
Stepping into the opulent pleasure room, she blushes a bit thinking what might have gone on here, fingering one of the satins sheets between finger and thumb.
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Bruno watches with a sad resignation as the traitor is cut down. Why did they always lie and think they would live through it?
The opulence below strikes him dumb for a moment. Wonder how much we could get from all this up top?
Looking first at the darts, and then closely at Iradyiel, the Paladin inspects the half elf for signs of succumbing to poisoning.
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Iradyeil, feeling much better after Darya's touch, move the stone to find...
a small leather pouch containing an assortment of
semiprecious gemstones (three chips of lapis lazuli worth
10 gp each, two bloodstones worth 50 gp each, a citrine
worth 50 gp, and a white pearl worth 100 gp) as well as a scroll
ef bear's endurance and a scroll ef remove disease. The lock box
also contains long, thin darkwood sword case worth 200 gp.
the contents of the long darkwood case is the greatest
treasure present. The case is not locked-inside lies a
breathtaking longsword-a weapon of obviously superior
craftsmanship with a razor-sharp blade that appears to
be made of shining gold.
The blade is in fact made of cold
iron that has been magically infused to make it appear
as if it were made of gold-yet this is the least of the
weapon's latent powers, for this is Radiance, a powerful
sword once wielded by Yaniel, one of the Worldwound's
most famous heroines. More information about Radiance,
and how it can be awakened to function...
Darya's eyes widen in shock as she draws the sword in stunned respect. "This is it! Radiance, the sword of Yaniel."
She draws the blade fully feeling it's perfect balance as she twirls the weapon through a few basic training passes. "Yaniel was one of the Worldwound's most famous heroines. The blade is supposedly actually cold iron, but it appears to be gold."
"That's great. So you found a shiny sword. Isn't gold a terrible metal for weapons?"
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Hearing Darya speak the name of the sword near instantly breaks Nazz out of her bitter reminiscing. As she draws the blade the Vindicator can only look on in awe and reverence of the Paladin wielding the holy blade.
"It looks like gold but it isn't. Cold Iron is especially harmful to demons, which is what makes this an especially useful weapon now. Which explains why the cultists would want to keep it out of play." she says still inspecting the amazing weapon in her hands. "What stories you must have to tell." she whispers.
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In 4692 AR, soon after the start of the Fourth Crusade, a paladin of lomedae and renowned demon slayer named Yaniel spoke out against the Mendevian crusaders, accusing them of negligence and sloth, and claiming these faults were what allowed Khorramzadeh to invade Kenabres and damage the wardston e. Her accusations cut too close to the truth, and in a moment of weakness her superiors threatened to excommunicate her. Instead, she said she would enter the Worldwound and fight the Fourth Crusade on her own, with only her magic sword Radiance for company. The church was happy to see Yaniel go, and in the 2 years that followed, she was thought to have been slain. Yet when she returned to Kenabres in 4694 AR, leading a small army of crusaders she'd rescued, both Yaniel and her superiors had changed. For her part, Yaniel had shed her pride and insubordination, and had gained a new appreciation for the difficult decisions leaders are forced to make. And the church leaders had learned that sometimes the truth is exactly what you need to hear. Alas, Yaniel was assassinated before the year was out, slain by the lilitu demon Minagho only a week into her second personal crusade. Her followers managed to return to Kenabres with Radiance, but Yaniel's body had been taken. The sword had gone dark after Yaniel's death, its magical powers apparently lost, and so the crusaders elected to place it in the Gray Garrison on display.
Iradyiel looks back in the hole and finds one more thing. Looks like a letter.
"That's about all I know about it though. Nazz, Bruno, anything about the sword ring a bell?" the paladin asks still studying the weapon.
Too focused on the note any current or past recollections tied to Radiance are buried in the depths of Nazz' winding memories.
Pushing the distracting figments of memories to the side for the moment she places a hand on Iradyielms shoulder. "Nothing comes to mind right now, I'll have to think on it, but," looking up she flashes Darya a vicious grin as she raises the note up, "our dutiful scout has provided us with a hit list."
"Well that was considerate of her." Darya replies with a wolfish grin of her own. Carefully re-sheathing the blade she takes the letter as Nazz passes it to her, reading through it with a grim nod.
"So they'd planned to corrupt the sword did they? Failed there. Looks like we have three places to visit once we get topside."
"So now that you got a shiny new toy, can we get moving?" Shear Khan says as he begins to pace.
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"Calm down kitty, we'll be on our way shortly." Nazz placidly says as she goes about collecting some of the softer and nicer pillows and sheets.
Bruno yawns. He's been away from Esmeralda for far to long. She's probably really lonely by now.
Overhearing Iradyiel's comment, Darya gives him a look, tinged with amusement, over her shoulder before turning to Nazz. "Never considered it. I haven't really named my weapons as yet though the great ones all have a name." she says looking at Radiance again.