Drawing in a lungfull of air, Garroth pointed to himself with a thumb to his chest. "Ill give it a shot. Just gotta get this armor off...again."
Stripping out of his armor, he then proceeded to brave the climb.
Garroth basically runs up the wall to the first edge. There, he finds a small hole has been packed full of rubble and trash, making a makeshift little nest. Hidden among the rubble, Garroth finds 3 gold rings, 4 small flawed gems, 12 gold pieces, 17 silver pieces, and 9 copper pieces.
Reaching out a meaty fist over the edge, Garroth waved the loot triumphantly. "Score!" he called down, before stuffing the items into his pack and descending the wall to rejoin the others.
Safely back down, he put his armor back on, a smug satisfied look on his face.
Garroth playfully parkours his way up and town the ruins of the tower until he decides his climbing prowess has been fully understood. He then runs down the wall, loot in hand.
So... You've all got three unexplored doors that look just ripe for opening.
Romboldt covers his eyes, flails an arm about before coming to rest pointing at a door. "Good a door as any. Shall we continue?"
"Sounds good pup, eh, I mean, bub." Garroth said with a grin. That little slip up likely wasnt an accident. Then he trundled over to the door, weapon and shield in hand. Giving the handle a tug, he tried to open it.
The door to the south (left), is actually cleverly hidden in the wall, and you all only passively just noticed that is there. () It opens fairly easily with a slight groan into a small pocket chamber.
This pocket chamber is damp and cold. The skeletons of three long-dead archers slump against rubble-filled arrow slits along the east and south wall.
Ali peers around the legs of her taller companions, glancing around.
"Lots of skeletons here. Least they're dead."
"Think there are really drow here?" she scrunches her nose in distate.
Yup. Those sure are skeletons in there.
Some ragged beat up bows and lots of old rotten arrows. Looks like some guards died defending the tower here long ago and where forgotten and lost to time in this hidden room.
When Sam gets a chance.... he detects magic.
You detect magic coming from the secret room, and from one of the rings Garroth found. In the room, it seems to be coming from the skeletons and from one corner where an old quiver lies.
Romboldt raises a brow suspiciously at the apparently lame find behind the hidden door, bow in hand. "Hmm.. shouldn't hidden rooms have more interesting things than.. rotten old bones?"
Suddenly terrified by the certain and eminent threat of skelingtons, Snith and Ford let out a shriek reminiscent of an eleven year old girl who didn't get a pony for her birthday. Hand in hand, they flee for the exit, never to be seen again.
In the meantime, the cacophony of noise has some unwanted reactions... the skeletons in the secret room suddenly begin rumbling back to unlife, bright yellow lights igniting in their hollow eye sockets! Bones creaking together through foul necromancy, they slowly pick up their ancient rusted weapons and begin to move towards the party.
If this is someone's idea of a bad joke... Just stop it!
Round 1
One of the skeletons in the rear shambles over to an old long bow and then bends down to pick it up.
The other two skeletons rush the door way, claws flashing. One attacks Romboldt while the other attacks Garroth. As they swing, their claws seem to light up with other worldly flames!
The first creature misses the Anumus, but Garroth is struck by a flaming claw, taking 9 damage!
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Romboldt, raising a brow at the sudden animation before ducking a swipe from a flaming skeleton attack. He drops his bow and quickly whips out his melee weapon, striking out in retaliation at the ankles of his would-be assailant.
Grunting under the impact of the attack, then roaring at the touch of flames, Garroth lashed out at his assailant. "And it was looking to be such a nice day too!"
Stepping away...
Well there's somethin' you don't see everyday. "So there are flaming skeletons now?!?!" Ali asks, her voice lilting excitedly.
Ali steps back and begins to sing to inspire her allies, her performance telling you Yes! You too can kill skellingtons effectively and save the day and make heroic quips and whatnot. It's all very moving.
Round 1
One of the skeletons in the rear shambles over to an old long bow and then bends down to pick it up.
The other two skeletons rush the door way, claws flashing. One attacks Romboldt while the other attacks Garroth. As they swing, their claws seem to light up with other worldly flames!
The first creature misses the Anumus, but Garroth is struck by a flaming claw, taking 9 damage!
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Romboldt - Runs up and uses his wolf like instincts to awesomely trip the skeleton, knocking it prone!
Garroth - following his ally's lead, Garroth spins and twirls his temple sword in a dazzling display! He manages to trip his skeleton as well, but he is so preoccupied with doing some cool tricks that he doesn't manage to land a single blow!
(Also, Romboldt and Garroth take fire damage by standing next to the flaming skeletons!)
Sam - summons up his magical energies, takes a step back, and unleashes a bolt of force at the nearest skeleton, nearly shattering the thing into oblivion!
Ali - steps back and starts singing some old school bluegrass love songs to inspire everyone to just be a better lover... I mean fighter.
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Round 2
Skeletons - Both of the prone skeletons mindlessly stand up and resume their attack. Garroth can't seem to get in a decent attack. Romboldt is unable to respond as his weapon is too long and clumsy for him to maneuver it at the enemy when he is so close!
The skeletons both try to claw at the party, but Garroth and Romboldt expertly evade the attacks!
The lone skeleton in the room notches an arrow and lets it loose at Garroth!
(Garroth, you have a +4 to AC due to soft cover)
But the arrow harmlessly clacks against the stone wall.
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Romboldt, having deflected the attacks of the flaming skeleton once more, paces back out of harms reach before slashing out with his poleaxe at bony ankles.
Seeing stars and having difficulty staying on his feet, Garroth lashed out at his bony assailant, once more trying to send it crashing to the floor.
Meeting with failure he reluctantly tried again with the backswing, unwilling to let the thing remain standing to attack him again.
He then quickly stepped back, hoping to avoid the creatures burning aura.
Keeping his distance...
Garroth froze for a second, staring in slack-jawed disbelief at the creature. The manner of its appearance and the way it looked, all combined to draw his full attention.
That is until he was rudely brought back to reality by the skeleton advancing on him. Bringing up his shield to fend it off, he managed a timid smile at the creature. "Fine by me little man, just kill it quickly!"
Ohhh, bugger.... In a good way!
Round 2
Romboldt- Swipes at when the opportunity presents itself, but misses! Snarling, he attempts to trip one of the skeletons with his horsechopper, but is unsuccessful in this attempt.
Garroth - Also unsuccesfully attempts to trip a skeleton, but these guys don't mess around. They stand their ground. You could back them up to the gates of hell, but they won't fall down! He then tries to hit one, but he is distracted by all the tom pettiness.
Sam - summons up another force bolt, this one striking into the chest of the weakened skelly and shattering it into oblivion!
Ali - keeps on singing baby! Standard action to rock out.
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With a brilliant orange flash a flash of smoke *KABANG!!!!* a dromite appears out of thing air. He looks startled and confused for a moment, but it doesn't take long for his eyes to focus on the remaining two skeletons. He mumbles something about being prepared for this cause he hates skeletons, and then KAPPOW KAPPOW!. Two arrows later the two skeletons are reduced to nothing but dust.
Looking at the newcomer, then the destroyed skeletons, Garroth produced a meek smile. "Top notch work there little man. Those bastards got me good, I was practically gettin' ready to the afterlife when you showed up." Walking to the nearest wall, he sat down with a heavy thud. "Ach! Damn that smarts. Burn injuries really are just the worst aren't they?" He said, clutching one of his burnt claw wounds.
"I think I'm ready to stop for the day. But don't worry, just as soon as everything stops spinning ill be ready to do deeper."
As you all talk, the skeleton's remains begin to rumble. Suddenly, with a bang, they explode with a fiery bang!
fire damage. DC 11 Ref for half.
Aliatris stops singing and bounces forward once the skeletons stop exploding and...well...being skeletons and become piles of angry dust.
"That was AMAZING Mr. Stranger!! You really saved our bacon!" She sniffs the air "Literally I think in Garroth's case." She attempts to find a non singed part of Garroth to pat in congratulations at remaining alive.
She doesn't find any (that she can reach anyway). "Yeahhh. Let's make camp. You are our valued meat shield and I wouldn't want anything to permanently happen to you!"