Yvell gives a exasperated sigh, though it wasnt unheard of, the fact one of the doors was clearly somewhat trapped inside the wizards' tower didnt ease his mind there would be more. The level of danger varied wildly, so his cautious nature would likely spring up.
Valtyra's statement finally registered in his head, which brings about need to inspect himself. " Do not fret Valtyra, I was only cursory wounded, the strikes the creatures bestowed upon me light... they should be handled with time rather than immediate pain, that which we would share. "
The Terse paladin turned once more to the opening room and intricate designs to give it an instinctive gaze.
" I think it best we be careful, I lead forward to take the brunt as always, with traps and unknown adversaries. We would also be here to learn as much as we can, for we NEED information on Casandalee. Let's move. "
Yvell moved into the room and further east seeing if he could remember anything on the walls.
"I've always been a firm believer in the maxim of 'knowledge is power'. Yes, onwards to enlightenment. "
Yvell smirked, "Ofcourse, battles are not won on might alone and foten fall apart with well-placed knowledge. That is what I have been taught and have further learned and reinforced. Now Perdix, Do you know anything on any of this then? " He motions to the room.
Grammanar shakes his head. "This sort of bickering is why I usually travel alone."
"I thought you were here because your usual travelling buddy bought it?" Muga has a tone of question in his voice, despite his words technically forming a statement.
" Bickering? I find that strange even by loner standards Grammanar. This group does not scratch even the cusp of an argument... yet "
"And we mostly talked about guns," Grammanar replies, "Or stayed quiet, to stay stealthy."
"Not talking or talking about mutual interests does not make it any less 'not alone'."
He will take a bit of time to study the diagrams on the walls:
and report his findings.
Yvell notices thin trailers of smoke oozing from the wall. Soon enough, the rest of the party sees the accumulation of smoke, form into a man-like shape. The creature speaks.
"You have entered my tower uninvited and now it seems you will pay the price-your technology for my curiosity and your lives for your insolence. You dare challenge the great Furkas Xoud?! Hahahah!" His voice booms and echoes in the hallway.
"Rather imperious that fellow I'd say. The design on the walls are for a bunch of of those automatons we have fought at times. Quite fascinating really. "
"Err, not challege," Grammanar replies to the air, "Just stopping in to say hi."
"What are you? Val blurts out before she can catch herself. "What I mean to say is we tried knocking and when nothing happened we thought the tower was deserted. We came to investigate. We meant no inconvenience." She quickly adds with a smile.
"Yes, this tack has always worked for us. I see nothing that can go wrong. Surely this is just a misunderstanding" Muga facepalms.
Furkas Xoud clutches at his smoky head before he laughs and points. "You will know who I am soon enough. I am the great wizard Furkas Xoud. All should know my name, and tremble in fear at my magic."
1. Perdix, Yvell
2. Furkas Xoud
3. Everyone
Perdix will do his usual haste on the party.
Yvell twitches only slightly his eyes glaring at the creature, " Furkas, you will learn something very soon. One, you underestimate our ability and teamwork. Two, it is you who will be informing us what you have done with Casandalee's body. and Finally, It has seemed you achieved some form of... transcendence of the foul nature, that will not continue. Prepare yourself. "
With the familiar feeling of Perdix's arcane magic, Yvell rushed forward quickly his blade roaring loudly as magic and technology mixed into a deadly slice. The glow of his lord's judgement accompanied his strike as he weaved his body up and around the man to open the way for the rest while cutting off some escape.
He then used his knowledge to think up anything that could assist the group against him, especially considering this would be the second time they encountered a ghastly apparition, although this one nowhere near remorseful.
to identify
special attacks, defenses
Furkas appears to be ghost-like, is incorporeal and has standard undead traits. Perdix also knows that the smoke that surrounds him is strengthening him and giving him some resistance to fire.
Coils of smoke partially shift around Furkas' form, blocking some of the chainsaw from cutting through Furkas' body. Yvell can feel the blade slice through something, however, but not the full elven curve.
Furkas hovers a step backward and causes flame to sprout from his hands. He hurls the ball of fire at everyone but Yvell.
As the lights of his magic die out with the explosion, Furkas summons smoke to billow out from him. The smoke fills the hallway preventing vision (even darkvision). The party feels the smoke leeching away their life essence.
"I will tell you NOTHING, you insignificant worm!" the wizard laughs, spectral red eyes gleaming in the darkness.
fire damage
negative energy damage
fail
"He's like a ghost somewhat! resistant to fire. " he coughs out weakly.
2/44 HP
"Haha, toasty, feels just like home! Allow me to show you some of my hospitality!" Muga draws his blade in the smoke the blade igniting in his hand, following the spectral red eyes.
Val channels to harm undead!
Covered in the mists and fog Yvell fights against the undead's miasma. " Converge on him do not allow him to escape and have free reign to cast! He cannot have gotten too far! Muga, this one is different it has.. physical barriers. If you can hear my voice, then take this boon if it would help! Phylla, show this creature your mind overwhelms his own. "
Yvell draws closer making the rising tones of Righteousness ebb from his sonorous voice and manifest the flaming wings of Ragathiel once more.
Grammanar moves forward through the fog, and double-fires his magical pistol at the ghost once he's right next to it.
Perdix, feeling the healing waves from Valtrya, tries to hinder the foes vision. Glitterdust, DC 17 will save.
In the darkness of the smoke, Muga slices through the ghost wizard dealing some of his damage to Furkas. The fire from his nodachi dissipates against the coils of smoke.
Grammanar's first shot pierces through the ghost Furkas, visible pain showing as the wizard's features form a scowl. He then swats away the second bullet as though it were a gnat.
Phylla feeling the fire and the damage from the smoke, starts to panic. She sends, "I can't read any mind from the smoke-thing. It must be evil!"
She taps a tendril to Grammanar, infusing him with a blessing of good. Then she shambles slowly out of the room.
*Juxt*
She tries to evade the blast while moving forward. Firing a shot into the mists where it last was.
Juxt's arrow flies through the darkness, stabbing through Furkas' neck.
Furkas begins to ooze through the ground, disappearing from view. A moment later, the smoke and the darkness go with him. Any trace of his presence is all but gone except for the scorched marks on the schematic wall.
"Welp, can't say I didn't see that one coming. Though I can't say I saw it happening much either with all the smoke."
Muga sheaths his weapon.
"Why is it always ghosts? And this one was a wizard!" Val mumbles angrily to herself. Then calls down healing warmth over the party.
As the party is bathed so too does Yvells inspiring song. His wounds fully healed at this point his lets his blade idle a bit to oversee the aftermath. Furkas was clearly insane but not fully lost even for a ghost, he was quite intelligent. This also added an element the group would have to worry about and Yvell took into account.
" Many thanks Valtyra. The crazed creature made the proper choice there Muga, that is the worrisome part. He clearly still retains such thoughts and being a ghost can assail us once more with a bit more knowledge. Luckily we know a portion of his own capabilities so the advantage is mutual. Ghosts tend tio have a reason they stay in one area and he clearly fears our might, maybe the reason is inside this tower? ", the stalwart general scratched his chin.
Yvell moved now to the northern door ready to explore " Form up, it seems we are still relatively up on resources. It's time to dig deeper. I'll lead as per usual. Just be wary, the abomination Furkas might return. " He opened the next door and examined it.