Gerard will try to end this.
Gerard does end him.
Andrea channels to heal everyone.
2/6 channels left.
The paladin sees the DC's eyes close for the last time after Gerard's strike, but he screams with fury and attempts to drive his sword through it's gut anyway as it explodes. The fire and pain does not hurt compared to the roaring ache in his heart.
His friend, a savior, immortal..was dead.
There is a clatter as Andrea ' s healing removes some of the burns across Daniel's face, the sound of his sword falling to the floor. Azreal had been the first Archos to answer his call, had saved his life multiple times...Azreal
He pulls the lifeless body to his Breastplate and sobs like one who had lost a true brother, for that was exactly what had happened.
Orsin takes 6 damage from the final explosion, but Andrea's channel restores the bard to full health moments later. He moves to the priestess and embraces her in a side hug, jostling her tiny frame slightly. Whispering, he says to her, "I can't imagine how many times your goddess has saved my @$$." He gives the priestess a peck on the forehead before shooting Euphemia a sly wink in thanks for her healing hex.
He turns back towards the others smiling, but sees the paladin's sadness and realizes what transpired in the thick of the melee. Whispering to himself, but audible to Andrea, he laments, "Not another..."
Gerard slumps a bit against a less messy wall. Harrowing... Thanks, Andrea. But shouldn't we save those for our toothsome friend?
A wide, oaken table sags under the weight of long years of use. There is small satchel that resembles a bag of holding laying on the table. There are and assortment of melted gold, silver and copper coins melded into the wood. Scattered around it are a number of mismatched chairs. A brickedover doorway stands in the north wall. The stuffy chamber smells
strongly of stale sweat and the reek of filthy bodies.
Azreal goes back to his plane.
Andrea lightly places her hand on Daniel's shoulder. She knows what it is like to lose a friend.
Andrea doses Gerard and Daniel with a potion of CMW and CLW
Not knowing the truth of the matter ,Andrea does grip Orsin's forearm when he looks at Daniel, not caring about the possibility of getting burned again.
This entire mission is costing us far too much. Do we keep trying to clear out this entire mansion and risk losing more, or just go straight for the head?
A wide, oaken table sags under the weight of long years of use. There is small satchel that resembles a bag of holding laying on the table. There are and assortment of melted gold, silver and copper coins melded into the wood. Scattered around it are a number of mismatched chairs. A brickedover doorway stands in the north wall. The stuffy chamber smells
strongly of stale sweat and the reek of filthy bodies.
Andrea examines the bag with her Detect Magic
It's a bag of holding, type III.
Let us head through the south door then.
Andrea listens at the door to see if she can hear anything behind.
If she hears anything, Andrea will relay this information to the others
Andrea pops open the Bag of Holding befor elistenign at the door.
Wand of CSW (damage healed 3d8+12)
potion of keen edge
Treasurer's Seal (it's a magic item)
Wand of Daylight
ANdrea explains the various items to the others. I would like to carry the healing wand, please.
When the others are ready, Andrea will line up behind Daniel and Gerard for going through the south door.
Euphemia looked on with a bit of a grimace. She wanted to help; seeing a soul so long forged reduced to nothing was disturbing, to say the least. However, after a brief caress of Gerard's cheek and a quick touch to Daniel's back, she hurries back out into the corridor to pick up the wayward Frank.
Daniel stands and retrieves his sword and sets his jaw.
He speaks with finality.
Let's Go. Illnerik dies even if I have to drag him into the sun myself.
Sweet... Hit me.. Gerard indicates the healing wand.
You enter the through the southern door into a room with stadium like seats that over look several long planks covering pit of some sort.
There is a terraced viewing gallery with a half-dozen comfortable chairs.
Gerard shares his observations and looks to discern the traps.
Andrea, what do you see?
You are confident that the planks may snap sending the person down into the spiked pit, you can see several skeletons impaled.
Orsin, feeling its magic begin to fade, refreshes his heroism spell as the group advances.
Anyone with detect magic and spellcraft and make a check for me after Gerard relayed the information under his spoiler.
Andrea listens to Gerard and casts her senses out, her eyes slightly glowing.
You see that 4 of 6 planks crossing the pit radiates moderate magic.
Four of the six planks crossing the pit radiate moderate magic. I am uncertain what type of magic without more study.