See, now that... was fun. Hit'em fast and hit'em hard. Anything useful?
Phem, Andrea... you OK back there? Frank?
I am okay, no exploding people in my hair..if I still had hair. Does anyone need a potion? Azreal, I gave you two Moderate Healing potion.
Once the room is cleared, the paladin maintains his defensive posture a bit, then starts using his Wand of CLW.
Then a couple for Azreal,
The Hound accepts the healing from the Wand.
I have them. Best use the Wand and keep the stronger potions for combat.
Of which I have only 9 charges left by the way. Would Tilneros have anymore? Certainly I have the coin.
"We are quite well and appreciate the sentiment of your asking. However, once again my services seemed extraneous in the wake of your thunder."
Euphemia admits.
The wands we have been using have been blessed with magic that heals light wounds and even deep wounds but that will drain the miracles quicker. Skilled crafters can make wands that hold greater divine energy but the cost is of course higher. I believe Orsin has a wand tucked away that can heal deeper wounds but another would be welcome. Unfortunately, with Talbard's shop being set ablaze, our means of resupply has become much more difficult. Unless of course Azreal can transport himself to another city to purchase one, or maybe Euphemia.
Which is precisely why we must conserve your higher level magics to keep us standing in the heat of Battle. I can teleport to Tilneros Manor or even to the Citadel at the Worldwound, where Daniel summoned me for the first time...
Good advice, although my ability to keep up with damage received has yet been tested. If a foe is strong and can inflict grievous wounds, I may very well be unable to restore you before youa re struck down.
So south through the door then. Andrea takes her standard position.
You open the south door which reveals a long hallway that contains 7 doors.
Eeny meany miney moe, Gerard? Andrea shrugs. Might as well try the closest one. She points to the one at -G,10
Gerard checks the immediate western door.
Gerard open the door leading into what appears to be the remnants of an armory. There is directly door across the room.
In looking through the room you discover that most of the contents of the armory have been emptied by the Hagwood raid or the coming assassination
coups, but there still remain three suits of studded leather armor (one Small), seven short swords, three masterwork daggers, 12 short bows, and a dozen quivers holding 20 arrows apiece. A thorough search turns up three flasks of oil of keen edge and one of silversheen hidden among some polishing cloths.
Everyone but Orsin can make a perception check.
You can see all color leave the bard's body, his legs tremble and his body begins to tremor.
Frank:
Already in rapt squeaking discussion about something, Euphemia and Frak have no idea of what is going on.
ORSIN! What is wrong?!
The paladin notices Or Orsin's color fading and moves to help the bard stand.
Orsin, do you need aid?
-and the word "give" is a ditransitive verb precisely because it requires both a direct and indirect object."
Frank prattles on.
You feel an intrusion in your mind. You owe a debt. Are you ready to fulfill the demand? You feel the infernal contract burn your arm as you drop what ever you are holding in that arm.
Orsin?! Andrea starts examining Orsin to see if he has been stabbed, bitten or whatever.
Andrea make a fortitude save when you touch Orsin.
You feel cramps in your stomach but you are able to hold yourself from being sink. Your fingers and hand are scorched as unholy fire flows into your hand from Orsin's body.
You made the save so you only take half damage.
Seeing Orsin's pain Daniel tries to help him sit down.
Andrea screams as she is set ablaze and falls back.
Daniel lays a hand on the Holy Vindicator, Andrea
As you touch Orsin your fort save failed. You being to vomit for . Unable to do anything but vomit, over and over again. You have touched evil and it kicked you in your armored gonads. Unholy fire fills your body. . You feel there is a direct connection between Orsin and the Nine Planes of Hell. This is not a disease.
Phem, stay away from them...
The paladin likewise doubles over and starts vomiting. ...unable to speak.
Andrea drinks two CSW potions
Spellcraft to try to understand this
Azreal takes a guard position making sure that his allies are not ambushed.
After catching her breath, Andrea is able to focus, calming her emotions.
Unsure if it is safe to touch Orsin or Daniel. Daniel continues to expel his insides.
The paladin punches the floor, attempting to find some measure of control of himself.
He did not fear the pain or, possibly dying. He was immune to the condition of fear. But he WOULD NOT allow himself to fall and leave his allies who needed him.
He wills himself to stand.....and falls again, retching on the ground.
Hurf..
After eight minutes the paladin manages to gain his self control. he peers up to observe the color return to Orsin's face as he leans against the wall.
Finally in control of himself again, Daniel entreats his goddess.
Imoedae, strengthen me.
Orsin... are you ok?
Then 4 charges from his Wand.
Azreal tosses a CSW to Daniel who places it near Orsin without touching him.
Let's assume not... What happened?
It felt as if I was literally burning from the inside. I have never felt such pain.
The paladin stands strong but worried for the bard.
I was burned as well..The sheer unholyness of it.. Andrea pales.