Musami swings his +1 mace at the lizard thing. His arm whirls around as he swings underhanded in an attempt to drive the mace deeply into its chest. He puts all of his effort into it, and all of his effort also into not losing his meager breakfast.
Musami's mace bounces off the lizard's thick hide armor, failing to even scuff it's scaly surface.
Initiative Order
First Group: Reptile, Priest
Second Group: Braggi, Filnefillan, Musami (acted), Navith, Zokama
(sickened)
Navith swallows against his rising gorge and stabs over Musami's head with his longspear.
[+3 BAB , +2 Str, +1 Weapon Focus, +1 enhancement, +1 bless ]
[+3 THF, +1 enhancement]
Feeling his body weakening, Braggi let's go all of his wrath, eyes red, hitting his opponent without mercy.
Zokama builds up the energies of her song, releasing it in a Rest Fermata blanketing the enemy casters as well as her companions equally, the noise of their battle now covered in a quiet stillness.
Navith stabs over Musami's shoulder but fails to connect with the reptilian beast battling him. He curses to himself with the miss, noticing no sound issues from his throat, only the quiet voice of his own mind.
Braggi feels the strength slipping from his grip as his entire body heats up to a fevered peak, sweat pouring from him, weakness and fatigue aching over every muscle as he moves. He attempts to intimidate the pair of priests but in his weakened condition they seem to shrug off his otherwise fierce demeanor.
The reptilian priest again slashes out at Musami, it's , the jagged glassy stone bladelets cutting across his exposed right arm for , the beast hissing silently down at the dwarf in eager bloodlust.
The human priest bumps it's reptilian companion, gesturing in an arm pump manner with a nod of it's head, then swings it's at Braggi, battering his right shoulder for .
Filnefillan seems lost in himself, the smell of the dungeon triggering something in him, leaving him momentarily stunned, acting on defensive instinct but little aware of the danger his companions face.
Initiative Order
First Group: Reptile, Priest
Second Group: Braggi, Filnefillan, Musami, Navith, Zokama
Watch it Navith. That was nearly my ear. We need space. Musami tries to push past the reptile.
Zokama steps forward to the edge of the silence, but not into it, and aims at the priest.
Musami realizes as he speaks that he is making no noise at all, his voice, armor, weapons, and pained exclamations all silent.
As Musami attempts to push past the reptilian cleric it at the dwarf, cutting across his chest deeply for , as it also steps aside to allow him to step behind it. It's tail rises up to show a small outcropping of bony spikes at the tip, wavering towards the warrior.
Zokama's arrow is deflected by the priest's shield, the shaft bouncing off and past the man into the dark tunnel beyond.
Initiative Order
First Group: Reptile, Priest
Second Group: Braggi, Filnefillan, Musami (acted), Navith, Zokama (acted)
Stepping aside to get a better angle, Braggi strives hard against the reptilian, hoping to drop it quickly before they wreck the group with their terrible lucky streak.
Braggi manages to put a deep scratch across the reptile's hide armor, but fails to penetrate beyond it or thru the beast's own tough hide.
Initiative Order
First Group: Reptile, Priest
Second Group: Braggi (acted), Filnefillan, Musami (acted), Navith, Zokama (acted)
Navith cries out in mute dismay at the sturdy dwarf's excellent movement falls prey to the saurian oppressor. The Pelorite's face snarls into a bestial grimace as his mind races.
Forgive me lord for blight I bring to your name.
The clatter of the radiant sun emblazoned longspear hitting the ground is unheard as Navith brings forth the grim morningstar won at Emridy, the fell power coursing through the battle priest's arms. He steps forward and swings at the human dark priest.
Free Action: Drop +1 longspear.
Move Action: Move forward 5', drawing +1 human bane morningstar.
Standard Action: Attack human priest.
[+3 BAB , +2 Str, +1 bless, +3 enhancement
[+3 THF, +3 enhancement, +2d6 bane]
Navith steps up and distracts both the reptile and the priest as he launches an attack at the man. His weapon, while eager to taste blood, fails to penetrate the man's armor, bouncing aside angrily.
Filnefillan seems to snap back to his senses, a strange look of confusion and concern on his face. He steps forward, drawing a flask of Alchemist's Fire from his belt () and fires off a as a Ranged Touch effect, striking the reptilian creature high on the shoulder, splashing the conflagration over it's cheek and jaw as well. The fire clings to the beast, burning on as the magic fades, .
The reptilian priest thrashes about smacking at it's head and body with it's taloned hands, trying to smother the flames licking at it, , succeeding in putting out the flames, but suffering disfigurement and charred scales in the process.
The human priest turns his attentions towards Navith, sensing the malice wafting off the weapon in his hands. He swings his own at the Pelorite, missing off to the right between both combatants facing him.
Initiative Order
First Group: Reptile, Priest
Second Group: Braggi, Filnefillan, Musami, Navith, Zokama
Musami swings with the heavy mace for all he is worth at the reptile priest.
Musami's swing fails to connect, the gyrating reptile moving too unpredictably to gauge a proper strike.
Braggi however successfully lands a blow against the human priest, his blade cutting a deep furrow along the man's belly, causing him to grimace and cry out, no sound coming from his plaintive face.
Filnefillan attempts to strike once more, focusing his thoughts on the power of his arcane bond to summon another spell, taking another flask of Alchemist's Fire from his belt and fires off his last , , hitting the beast once again, the fires burning at it for , as it falls to it's belly clawing at the sticky flames, succumbing to it's broiling heat.
Initiative Order
First Group: Reptile, Priest
Second Group: Braggi (acted), Filnefillan (acted), Musami (acted), Navith, Zokama
Zokama shoots again at the priest.
Emboldened by the fall of the reptilian, and with Braggi and Zokama finding their mark Navith brings the dark weapon to bear again, swinging wildly and missing again.
Standard Action: Attack human priest.
[+3 BAB , +2 Str, +1 bless, +3 enhancement [ooc]due to bane]
[+3 THF, +3 enhancement, +2d6 bane]
The priest grins as he catches Zokama's arrow on his shield, a shot which had been heading for his heart. He then backhanded Navith's mace, deflecting it wide and posing no threat at the moment.
He then flashes a grin as he shows the Flaming Eye emblem enameled on his shield, a silent prayer to whatever entity it represents pouring unholy heat across the halls, doing over everyone.
Initiative Order
First Group: Reptile, Priest
Second Group: Braggi, Filnefillan, Musami, Navith, Zokama
Musami takes the full brunt of the energy blast.
He retaliates by stepping across and swinging his hammer at the priest
Gritting his teeth, Braggi resist most of the negative energy. "This ends now!" he shouts, discharging a powerful blow on the enemy priest.
Zokama shoots at the priest.
(no)
Between Braggi and Zokama it seems the priest was overwhelmed and fell under their combined onslaught, the smirk and confidence he had a moment prior gone in the agony of death.
A sudden cheer for the victory erupts from the heroes, though only silence echoes among the band, the bard's spell denying them their well earned boisterousness.
When the enemy is finally defeated, Braggi relaxes and all the accumulated fatigue suddenly kicks in. "Anyone knows what the heck did this one throw at me? I feel weaker than a hungry squirrel in Winter."
Navith breathes heavily, adrenaline still coursing through him.
"I have...have no idea. You ok? Is everyone ok? Fil?"
The Pelorite stands ready, not quite sure the battle is over nor the danger passed.
With the priests dispatched Musami sits on the floor with his back to a wall. I just need a moment, then I'll be right to go again.
He unstoppers a small vial and drinks it down.
Failed to identify the reptilian creature.
Fil stands back from the aura of silence and casts Detect Magic, determining a few auras and pointing them out to Zokama.
He tells the bard, and anyone who stepped out of the aura of silence, the priest's armor has an aura to it, and he has some magicks hidden inside the folds of his robes.
The reptile thing has a fading spell on it's gauntlet, something similar fading on it's armor, and a few steadier items inside the large pouch on it's waist.
Zokama uses the Wand of Cure Light Wounds to heal Musami.
(15 total at this point)
(40 total, 6 charges taken off)
Then Zokama searches the bodies, setting anything useful aside, but taking special note of the magic items that Fil pointed out, and trying to identify them.
Priest's Armor:
Reptile's Armor:
Reptile Gauntlet:
Unknown Item (in robe or pouch):
Unknown Item (in robe or pouch):
Unknown Item (in robe or pouch):
Unknown Item (in robe or pouch):
Unknown Item (in robe or pouch):
Edit: Note, 26 charges left on the wand.
Musami nods his thanks to Zokama, hauls himself to his feet and looks around the room.
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Braggi asks for a bit of healing.
He still seems weak, though, and worried about it. "I can barely lift my sword..."
Navith moves back to where he dropped his longspear, retrieving it and then returning to Zokama's side.
"I have no magicks to cleanse the weakening magic Braggi. Perhaps it will wear off?"
Then Zokama searches the bodies, setting anything useful aside, but taking special note of the magic items that Fil pointed out, and trying to identify them.
Human Priest: His armor is a styled Breastplate +1, and he appears to be carrying a masterwork light darkwood shield. His heavy mace and light crossbow are both masterwork, both tooled with flaming eyes and grasping tentacle designs. He carries two clerical scrolls in separate cases and a small wand made from a delicate arm bone, charged with Cure Moderate Wounds, perhaps 8 charges remaining. Around his neck is a silver medallion of the Flaming Eye, and his component pouches hold roughly 25 gpv of powdered silver and two vials of cold, brackish black water. His belt pouch holds 8 platinum pieces, 16 gold pieces, 6 silver pieces, and 15 copper pieces, each minted with the Emblem of a ship on one side, a face on the other.
The Reptile, now dead, appears to have been a troglodyte. It's armor is masterwork hide, made from the skins of other trogs. It's gauntlet is a thick leather bracer fitted with several jagged pieces of black onyx and obsidian, all crafted with precision into a masterwork spiked obsidian gauntlet. It has a clerical scroll crumpled into one of it's pouches, and a pair of small potion vials of Cure Moderate Wounds. It has a smaller wand fashioned similarly to that of the human priest, casting Cure Light Wounds, holding maybe a score of charges. It has a small wooden eye necklace and kept a small round stone in it's harness painted to resemble a Flaming Eye, treated with some clear, hard alchemical coating. It's own coin purse holds 8 platinum, 23 gold, 8 silver, and 17 coppers, also in the same nautical motif.
Hero Points are potentially gained at each level, 1 point, with a max of 3 points saved, and require the hero perform one or more heroic acts before attaining the new level.
You find yourselves in a hallway. Back slightly to the north is a passage that extends off to the South-East. A worked passage which is dark and smells of mold and earth extends to the West. To the South the passage passes a short pace before descending a set of steps. The faint sound of dripping water can be heard, and a soft breeze blows up from that direction.
While regaining his breath, Braggi wonders aloud"If the rest of the gang has fled, what were these two doing here?"
Studying Braggi for a bit under the auspices of his mystic sight he announces to the afflicted sailor, Braggi, it seems to be you were cursed by that priest. It is not unduly strong but still beyond the powers I have to dispel it. I think we may need to seek the aid of Terjon or Burne to break it's hold over you. Until then I suggest not straining yourself more than is necessary; it may be possible you might injury your muscles beyond the atrophy the boidenhech inflicted upon you.
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The coins appear to have been minted in Keoland, to the south and west past Celene and the Ulek states.
Navith's brow furrows.
"We do not have a clear idea of who has fled nor of the numbers or makeup of those who call this dungeon their headquarters. Given we have a portion of the complex beyond the dropping gate, and a portion surrounding us here, we are somewhat at a disadvantage."
"I'm not as effective as I should be, with this curse on me, but I'm still ready to give them Hell."
Musami looks down the corridor to the west (?) and at the stairs ahead. He peers into teh darkenss to see what he can make out.
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Musami perceives little from the moldy earth smelling western tunnel. The southern moist tunnel has a hollow, cavernous sounding soft breeze and the faint dripping of water.