Winter lays his hands on the worst of the cuts...
Heal
The tunnel to the east is soon filled with rubble, but you think with a little bit of climbing you can get past the worst and enter another cave to the south.
The western tunnel opens up after only some metres into a larger cave - you have to enter it to get a better look at it though.
Sebastian's quick scan does not show him any magical items.
Ever the pragmatist; Kabal had searched the bodies for anything usefull before moving on into the dark tunnels.
Turning to Bree, Caterine asks "Which direction did you hear them from?"
Bree had heard the approaching footsteps from the west.
@ Kabal: The rapiers the drow used look like masterwork quality - they also carried hand crossbows and some bolts with them. Their chainshirts look like high quality too, but they are far too small for you.
Bree gestures to the west.
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Kabal was disappointed there wasnt any coin on the scrawny bastards but the gear mught be worth something.
Some of you slighter types should take a look at these chainshirts and such. Wont fit the likes of us brutish fellas.
He checked their backtrail and then focused on the tunnel to the west.
Perception -
As long as there is no immediate attack, if others can help, Sebastian will suggest. "Perhaps that Drow gear can be placed against the cave wall by the entrance for retrieval later if nobody can use it now. Got a chain shirt already, myself."
He then turns to Sable, "I can help Sable. I have a sharp eye if I can at least see into the next cave."
"Well it will no doubt find a buyer in Riddleport, and we can always use the coin"
Winter follows on, ready to re-engage the enemy he knows is out there...close...and waiting.
CLW
The ever courageous Sebastian climbs over the rubble and looks into the southern room: This large chamber rises to a height of roughly thrity feet near the centre, where a very small hole acts as a natural skylight. Relatively quiet with the constant crash of the ocean muffled by solid stone, this cave seems an ideal lair. Moisture-slicked mildewing tapestries and animal pelts cover nearly every inch of the walls, indicating that at one time this chamber must have served ashome to some kind of creature.
As you move closer to the entrance you spot two humming runestones set into the ground right before the tunnel opens up into the cavern. They emanate a purple light and the runes look like wicked versions of elvish warding ones.
Caterine re-winds her whip so that it does not trail and foul her step. Remembering her intimidating blow, she double checks that the drow so struck is truly dead... by sticking it's own rapier through it's throat.
Suitably convinced she wipes the rapier off on the drow's clothing before securing it at her belt.
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Kabal trusted Bree's instincts and if the lass said she heard something then she did. He stayed back with her as the others looked into the large southern chamber and continuously checked their backtrail.
Kabal Perception -
Bree's fingers danced near the hilts of her two hidden knives as she explains I know I heard something back there Kabal.
Bree Perception -
Winters face looks a bit shocked and disapproving at Catarine as she sticks the rapier in the Drows neck. Words almost form on his lips, but then his expression moves to sombre acceptance and he says nothing.
The Aasimar turns his attention back to the tasks at hand.
Sebastian whispers back, "Someone used to live back here. Looks abandoned but some magic stones are glowing."
Caterine missed the expression on Winter's face as she was focused upon the drow. She rises and watches outwards towards the tunnel that Sebastian and Sable did not go down.
@ Sable:
The dark elven glyphs look like runestones similar to those used by elves to secure their home from undead and spirits - maybe they wanted to keep something inside this chamber.
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Bree only hears the distant rolling and crushing of the ocean - the drows must have hidden most probably they are now preparing an ambush for you.
Whispering quietly to Kabal, "I don't hear them anymore. They're their somewhere though. I'm staying here until the group is ready to move in further."
The temptation is almost palpable to Sebastian. Runestones...here? But he reluctantly shimmies back down the rubble pile. "Well I guess we can explore that when there aren't Dark Elves and Blue Lions trying to kill us. But I definitely want to come back and take some notes."
"Well lets find the den of these evil doers and send them on their merry way back to where they came from"
A wry smile alights on Caterine's face as she gives a short bow and gestures with her coiled whip "After you good sir."
Winter leads the way down the next tunnel and soon finds an intersection with corridors leading to the north and south.
As soon as you enter the intersection you feel a strange cold surrounding you, an old evil presence lurks here and it surely loathes the living ones!
As Winter enters the intersection you notice small black whirls of shadowy mist that seem to entangle Winter's feet!
Kabal spoke softly to Bree before returning to the front.
I believe you lass. You just let me know if you hear anything else.
...it would be just like those damn, dirty drow to spring on us from behind...
Perception -
Perception
"Something old and evil dwells here my fellows be on guard and ready for attack by the otherworldy"
Winter brandishes his sword, ready for trouble...
Mercus looks a bit better protected now - but the adventurous gleaming in the boys eyes has also returned and you're not sure if that's a good or bad thing.
Check your feet Winter. Theres some sort of shadowy mist swirling about them.
Bree's eyes flicker towards Winter when Kabal speaks, but seeing nothing immediately her eyes return to watching the other entrances.
At the back of the line, Sebastian mentions to Sable, "Old and Evil. That might be what those runestones are holding in check....or protecting. Seems the Drow would like Old and Evil, unleashed....unless it is something even they cannot abide with, shiver the thought."
Caterine remains towards the back of the group, nervously fidgeting, but with nothing to add the discussion at this time.
Winter concentrates carefully...
As Winter shifts into the metamagic-spectrum, the black whirls withdraw, but the evil is still palpable for him. There is a strong evil presence in this room, but before he is able to communicate that, the whirls begin to culminate into a silhouette that soon becomes a solid form that makes you shiver!
A demon - no doubt. A creature hailing from the abyss summoned to this plane to guard this cave. Midnight-coloured claws and shadowy teeth that look like they can easily rend flesh and armour and eyes, blazing red like a comet.
By all the gods and their dark hearts, what in the Nine Hells is that?!
The large man was thankful that he still had sword and shield in hand.
Caterine silently mouths profanities in the languages that she knows as a shiver travels up her spine.
"S'obvious wha' tha' is Kabal, tha' is wha' is generally known as "no' in our job description". How t'bloody 'ell do we keep findin' these 'orrible things!? Swear a god or two mus' be righ' pissed at us."
Hearing the sharp intake of breath from several of her companions, Bree spins around and heads to where the action seems to be happening. When her eyes land upon the shadowy form a barely audible, "Bloody hell." slips from her lips as she looks to Winter for guidance. Surely he has some idea of how to handle such a thing, knowledge given to him through his associations with Erastil.
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Surely he has some idea of how to handle such a thing, knowledge given to him through his associations with Erastil.
Know: Religion
Sebastian want to call out any Bardmojoknowledge? Suspect it is Planar.
Some weaknesses would be good to know.
Yes this thing is well beyond our horribly low WBL paygrade, thanks Adventure Paths for being so stingy - but we are gonna kill it anyway :)
Well Corvax old friend, if the gods are pissed at us then its high time we get pissed right back. Now lets get to chopping this ugly mug into little pieces already.
R1
Winter casts Protection from Evil
Then calls upon Erastil to Smite Evil
And steps forward to the creature...
AC is now 23
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Seeing that Winter has no knowledge to impart, another, more loud and firm, "Bloody Hell!" comes out of Bree's mouth, followed shortly by a quiter, "I knew hanging out with you lot would be the death of me..." it somehow sounds affectionate.