Carefully making your way up the stairs and looking in every nook and cranny, Ylrhea finds a small switch half-way up.
Ylrhea presses the switch and sighs. "Alright, we might be okay now."
"If you are willing, let us see what this vault holds for us."
Hers is the greater risk, encouragement might gain me a friend in these strange lands.
Ylrhea heads to the door and quickly presses the unlocking mechanism in the demon's mouth.
Nothing happens as the gnome approaches the door and you hear an audible click as Ylrhea presses the button in the back on the demon's mouth. As she draws her hand back, the mouth snaps shut narrowly taking off one of the gnome's fingers. As you open the door, you are greeted by the stale smell of dust. This dusty chamber has a low ceiling – barely eight feet high and shield. several niches pierce the walls. Against one wall rests a black shield and a longsword of obviously fine make. In front of you, a sinuous snake skeleton topped with a fanged human skull rises gracefully from the floor.
Initiative:
The serpentine construct begins its dance, attempting to entrance the gnome.
Will Saves:
Round 1: Necrophidius, Drago, Ylrhea, Nicatha, Mortimus
The ogre slams into the construct, dealing a massive blow.
Round 1: Necrophidius, Drago, Ylrhea, Nicatha, Mortimus
Drago moved part way down the hall, , stretched forth his hand and said, "Arcaniss Nil'gnos." Two brightly glowing bolts of energy flew towards the creature they faced.
The necrophidius is battered by Drago's missiles, further weakening it.
Round 1: Necrophidius, Drago, Ylrhea, Nicatha, Mortimus
Nicatha passes.
The necrophidius tries to take a bite out of the ogre zombie.
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Round 2: Necrophidius, Drago, Ylrhea, Nicatha, Mortimus
Twirling his hands quickly, Drago thrust them forward, "Arcaniss Nil'gnos." Two more bolts flew at the monstrousity.
Shards of bone fly off the construct as it is battered by another couple of missiles.
Round 2: Necrophidius, Drago, Ylrhea, Nicatha, Mortimus
More passing. Unless someone is hurt, Nicatha isn't getting involved in this fight. That's what Mortimus' undead minions are for.
The ogre and bugbear finish off what is left of the necrophidius. Ylrhea shakes off her daze a few moments later.
As the sounds of combat subside, Nicatha realizes that her work is about to begin.
Four crossbow bolts and a book in bound in plain black leather glow to Nicatha's eyes.
1,287 copper pieces, 427 silver pieces, 378 gold pieces, a masterwork cold iron longsword with the Ironwolf crest on its pommel and a darkwood heavy shield also bearing the Ironwolf crest make up the rest of the treasure.
"There is more copper on this floor than there are stars in the sky," Nicatha says with a sly grin. "Mortimus, do you think your ogre can carry it all."
"Those bolts are magical, Ylrhea."
The bolts are screaming bolts and the spells contained in the spellbook are disguise self, hold portal, hypnotism, darkvision, false life and invisibility.
"Either back to town or to the cellars. The choice is yours."
"Off we go then."
You return to the smashed door leading to the cellars, the dim light of day now gone.
The gnome looks to Mortimus. "You wanna send in your bodyguards first?"
The other zombie?
As soon as the ogre zombie steps onto the shattered door to head down the stairs, the door erupts in flame as you hear the distinct sound of glass shattering.
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The bugbear zombie takes minor damage from the flames, being in close proximity.
The ogre catches fire, the flames hungrily devouring the flammable scraps of its clothing.
The ogre extinguishes the fire on itself and stands again. Mortimus' dark energy heals the minor wounds inflicted on the zombies.
"Well that was interesting."
Following the cleric's undead minions down the stairs, Ylrhea keeps an ear out for anything suspicious.
The gnome hears the sounds of goblins arguing at the bottom of the stairs.
Ylrhea signals quietly to Mortimus about the impending danger below before his minions reach the bottom of the stairs.
Nicatha will bless the party.
Feeling his mystical power fairly weakened, Drago loads and readies his crossbow.
As you descend the last of the steps, you see a faint glimmer of light emanating from a small fire smoldering between four slender pillars. A table and chairs – occupied by a three filthy humanoids – stand about the fire. The goblins catch sight of the undead and draw their weapons, the recognition of the ogre seems to drive them into a fury.
Initiative:
The lone warrior steps up to the ogre zombie and slashes with its short sword.
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Round 1: Goblin Warrior, Nicatha, Scouts, Mortimus, Drago, Ylrhea
"Zimwi ambaye alikufa, kuongeza kama mwezi ongezeko!"