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Group 1
Yanbrel
Kargen
Group 2
Thugs
Group 3
Las
Angruf
Thoril
Moll
Angruf moves up to attack, but his swing falls just short. Yanbrel notices Kalkamedes wandering off and takes care of that little issue for the moment. Kargen shoots and drops one of the thugs that's been vexing the group. Seeing their brothers and sisters dropping, the remaining thugs Withdraw, fleeing.
THE BLACK EDIFICE
The light of the sinking moon washes the sub-alpine valley ahead in silvery light. A squat, stone bunker crafted of dark rock sits nestled among the low trees, its domed roof barely peeking out from above the leafy canopy. As a cloud passes over the moon, the entire structure seems to fade from view, leaving a momentary void before the moon’s light again illuminates it. Only a single entryway mars the smooth, windowless facade of the lone building. Stepping inside, Kalkamedes seems to try to struggle more to move on. As you advance, he slips by and walks towards the door, simply tries to push it upon, and when he fails continuously tries to walk into it while slamming a fist into it. Catching him once more, you find the latch, and the ancient door swings open, revealing a darkness within a darkness.
A ten-foot wide stone archway, its keystone inscribed with a seven-pointed star wreathed in ancient markings, offers ingress into an unlit corridor built of cut stone blocks. Weathered script snakes its way up and down each side of the entrance. Along the floor the trail and droppings f a variety of animals indicate that this "Black Edifice" has not been totally abandon.
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Following the attack by the thugs, Kargen pulls out a wand and proceeds to heal himself. "Anyone else, need healing?"
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Kargen looks around the place, uncertain of why the Paladin would be seeking out an abandoned place such as this. He tries to speak to the voice.
Ok, we're here. What now? Where are you?
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Concerned about the health of the party, Las holds Kargen's hand before he can use the wand.
"Good sir, allow me to offer the benefit of Sinashakti on those who are wounded. However, I will ask those gathered if they would rather I save the healing for those times when we are under attack."
12 points total, 3 channels left.
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The dark stoned corridor only leads one way, and then turns t the right. A small step down leads to another room, and within you can see a strange Thassilonian statue and the leg of a large furry animal that seems to be gnawing on something. As you turn the corner, it seems to stop, as if smelling something new and sensing the light, freezes. The room smells sour, musky.
Group 1
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Group 2
Yanbrel
Angruf
Thoril
Group 3
Moll
Kargen
Las
Kalkamedes
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Hand on his great sword Thoril will hold to see if anyone else or it attacks us first
[ooc]He doesn't want to get introuble again
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"You can see the animal flinch as it lands, but stays mostly frozen in place for a moment. Not seeing an attack, it becomes a bit curious and a large head pops around the corner to sniff thr food.
Its a massive skunk, and once it sees the party it drops the food in its mouth and moves back into a defensive position, its tail raised and ready, though it still doesnt attack.
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Steep stairs descend into this room, whose only other entrance is sealed by a massive set of iron double doors that block passage to the east and rest upon a dais of glistening black stone. To the west stands a statue of an elderly, robed man carved from the same dark stone, and in his hand he brandishes a slender golden wand that points toward the door. Ancient script winds around the statue’s round base, and dried leaves, dirt, and small animal bones are scattered about the room.
Before the door is a raised dais with another Thassilonian inscription etched into the stone above it.
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"I'll fascinate it long enough for us to pass beyond it. Leave some food here, and hopefully it will move away from us, and toward the food. Wish me luck, and find some tomato juice just in case..."
Angruf swaps his crossbow for his balliset, and moves slowly and carefully to the bottom of the steps, leaving room for the rest of the party (and Kalkamedes) to pass by him.
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Yanbrel steps up around the corner to gain a better vantage.
"A skunk of some sort, obvious, I should hope I don't need to tell you all what those are capable of," he rambles, "but what's it doing here?"
He looks to the statue next to the best.
"And this monument, haha! Yes, Ahm'Jugarian it must be." Witch and owl nod together, leaving it unclear who is mimicking whose movements.
"High Gorelock, Thrallkeeper of the Black Edifice, potent master of Thassilonian Sloth magic, hoho! How marvelous. And his golden wand, I wonder. The warlocks of Thassilon did so love their traps. Who wants to test it?" He draws a pair of copper pennies from his purse. "Two to one on survival."
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It locks eyes with Angruf, allowing others to move past it. Kalkamedes simply walks by, heading to the dais, and then the door, but can not open it. The others move by, then take a few threatening motions, breaking the Fascinate, causing the skunk to bolt. It thinks about taking attacking Angruf on the way past, but in it's fight or flight, the flight instinct prevails and it simply rushes past. Kalkamedes again tries to push against the doors, but they do not budge.
As you approach him, as soon as you step on the dais, your feel strange. Some sort of magical assault that leaves you drained suddenly.
Thoril and also Moll suddenly begin to sweat as they step upon the dais, as if all of their strength is gone, and the burden of their armor, gear, and own body weight is too much. They freeze in place, still able to move, but they seem unable to walk further, and nearly fall to their knees.
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Putting one and one together, Las makes a suggestion.
"I'm guessing that wand and the statute are some how behind what's affecting Moll and Thoril. Someone needs to grab the wand, but I'm thinking it won't be so easy as walking up there and taking it. The dias is magical so it could be a trap?"
Las look for traps without touching the statute, wand, or dias.
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Angruf retrieves one of his own wands, holding it ready. "Oy Kergan, use all that 'tall' and give me a boost up. I'm going to swap wands with this statue. If we're lucky, we can use this to our advantage."
Assuming Kergan will boost him up, and that Angruf is dexterous enough, Angruf swaps his wand of cure light wounds for the wand in the statue's hand.
"If we're lucky, High Gorelock, Thrallkeeper of the Black Edifice here will power this platform with the magic of the wand. If we're even luckier, the wand won't be drained."