Nezz moves to flank with Ulfric.
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She moves in and tries to bash the thing over the head with her stick!
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Quinlan delays as you all trade blows with the cadaverous woman, but only Grymm connects. The woman's face twists as she smiles a very nasty smile. "Lucky blow, my dear. I will kill you in a minute." She spins round and slashes Nezzarim for 7 points. "Note what a clean cut I made" she purrs, then stares at him intently. "Now savor the pain." He feels the pain from the almost surgical cut intensify and takes 1 more point of damage.
Then you are all up again.
Ulfric stands fast and swings with his blade again.
Nezz screams in pain, as he is cut. "Why you bit*h!"
Nezz thrusts his rapier again
Quinlan picks up something small in the room with telekinetic projection and tosses it at the 'corpse' woman.
sadly it misses... by a lot.
Torvent, caught between helping Nezz and stopping the threat, sends another blast of water at the corpse, hoping to drop it before it can attack again.
The woman looks like she's going to evade Ulfric's blow but then Nezzarim cuts her across the back of her knees. As Torvent helps she screams in exasperation. She flings her dagger to the floor and resorts to her claws, scratching Nezz in deadly fury for 11 points and then spinning around and clawing Ulfric for 11 points. "There. Not as elegant, I grant but you can still feel the delicious pain, can't you?" As she stares at him he feels his wound throb and suffers 1 more point of damage.
You are all up again.
Quinlan grabs her dropped dagger and flings it at her with telekinetic projection.
and again, it whizzes past her and strikes nothing.
This creature needs to be brought down
"Sarenrae guide my blade", Ulfric says under his breath
Torvent frantically blasts again at the corpse, growing concerned as he sees Nezz fall down.
Nezz crumbles in a pile on the floor, as the undead nearly rips out his heart, but he lands on some rags that miraculously stabilize his condition.
With your combined efforts you bring the creature down, and have the doubtful pleasure of seeing her features melt away as she falls, revealing another expressionless visage.
End of combat. You get 240 xp each.
As for treasure, her dagger is masterwork, and she carries a potion and 48 gp. There's a set of surgeon's tools on the table (in good condition) next to a backpack containing 3 pp, a pearl and a small box on a leather thong. Against the wall stands an 8 feet tall mirror and in the tubs you find stuffed six ten-foot poles.
There are no exits or secret doors in this room.
Rushing to Nezz, Torvent kneels down and pushes some healing energy into him as fast as he can, then again.
"Does anyone know anything about these items? Also, Torvent could you heal me as well?" Ulfric says as he rummages through the corpses remains.
Torvent nods, making his way to Ulfric.
"Ill have a look at the potion!" she exclaims with a smile and holds out her hands
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Nezz stirs from his near-death experience. Instinctively, he feels the wound on his chest. "Thank you, Torvent. I was sure I was a goner." Nezz groans as he stands and picks up his rapier.
Ulfric will toss the potion to Grymm and bring the other items to her for examination as well.
"So what is the plan now? That's two killed, finish exploring this room then move on?"
She studies the potion very enthusiasticly
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"Quite welcome, Nezz. Glad you're not!" Torvent replies.
As Grymm inspect the potion, he muses, "Grymm...how exactly are you so...happy? Aren't you scared? We still have NO idea what is happening and we're stuck in here!"
The potion is of Cure Light Wounds.
Cambre says. "This makes three of those monsters that we've killed, counting the one in the basement. Do you think they'll let us in?" "[b]Praise[/]" Juglan concurs.
The potion is of Cure Light Wounds.
Cambre says. "This makes three of those monsters that we've killed, counting the one in the basement. Do you think they'll let us in?" "Praise" Juglan concurs.
"Grymm could you inspect these as well" Ulfric asks as he hands her the leather thing with a box on it and the pearl.
After handing those items to Grymm, Ulfric postions himself between his comrades and the evil rubble.
"I hope so Cambre, but theres still potential for conflict here so be wary. I detect some sort of evil coming from the rubble there"
When everyone is ready, Ulfric will detect evil again to verify the evil rubble's location and then advance on it with sword and shield at the ready.
As Ulfric scans the rubble intently, he discerns a cluster of four faint evil auras, that all seem to be somehow located around the corpse. Concentrating hard, he thinks that he can even see something moving inside it.
If you still want to advance on it, roll for initiative and we'll take it from there.
If there's something there, let's deal with it... That's better than having something that could surprise us later... Torvent says.
"Lets get this over with then" Ulfric says as he advances forward.
Ulfric advances and swings his blade if it seems to be abberant or hostile.
As Ulfric advances, the head and hands of the corpse come to life and start to hiss and claw at you. Nezzarim rushes past and stabs the head. As it slumps back Ulfric cuts off one of the hands. But then the corpse virtually explodes and its entrails try to entangle Nezzarim (Reflex 14 to avoid) while the remaining hand is freed and claws feebly at Ulfric. Juglan bursts out "Praise!" but Cambre holds his neck in an iron grip in case he gets any ideas.
You are all up again.
Ulfric swings his blade at the hand clawing at him.
"Nezzarim, are you okay?" Ulfric calls out
Quinlan grabs the cut off hand telekinetically and throws it forcefully at the remains of the corpse that are attacking.
Torvent unceremoniously lets loose a blast of water at Nezz, trying to free him of the entrails.
While Ulfric cuts down one hand, Quinlan picks up the other and uses it to slash the entrails. After Torvent's blast hits it Nezz is thoroughly de-entrailed and quite soaked. All is quiet.
End of combat. You get 227 xp each.
"Erm, sorry 'bout that Nezz. I can dry you off if you like," Torvent offers.
She looks at the items now that she has a chance. But she also answers the question now that her mind is back on track again
"I am. Its so strange all this. Its hard not to be afraid. But!" she puts up her undex finger and gives him a smile "Make the best of it. And i feel an odd happy sensation when i get to interact with the unknown"
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"Well, it seems as though the threats here are taken care of. I guess we should get the bodies and take them to the barricade. Hopefully they will let us in" Ulfric says to the others
Examining the items:
Do you want to do as Ulfric suggests, collect the bodies and head back to the barricade?
With a wave of his hand, Torvent pulls all the water from Nezz and toward himself. When he lets his hand go, the water falls to the ground in a small puddle.
"Sounds like a better plan than standing around waiting to get jumped again." Torvent agrees.
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Grymm is only able to identify the little leather box as a Phylactery of Faithfulness, a religious trinket that allows a devout worshipper to be forewarned when he or she is about to do something that would violate their alignment or their deity's code.
You collect the corpses of the shapeshifters and bring them to the barricade. The guards watch you in amazement and call for captain York, who arrives presently. As he sees that you have fulfilled his demand, he orders the door to your right to be opened.
As you step inside the small room, the southern wall of which has been breached, leaving an opening into another room. Before you enter that, however, the captain, who is now escorted by four guards, asks that you leave your weapons.
Ulfric will detect evil in a 60 ft cone and sweep the room, if no evil is detected he will disarm himself.
"You keep a tight watch on the area. How can we earn you trust enough to be allowed our weapons and free passage in the area?" Ulfric asks of York.
Quinlan leaves his single weapon, a dagger. "Don't lose that, please.. I only have the one."
"Im still very rusty, my memory not working all to well." she gets a sad look on her face, then a smile returns
"Will try again in the morrow... if we live that long!"
Nezz surrenders his rapier and javelins rather hesitantly. He follows Ulfric and the party.