Darius is out of ideas, but as the runes are dying and no one has taken serious dameage so far, he waits if the need arises to patch up someone.
Abomentolor is not willing to waste more spells on creatures that don't budge to magic. Or at least not his magical fire and puts therefore a haste on the whole party to speed up the process of manuallly dispatching them.
The rune attacks with the symbols of power again.
You need to widen your spell selection! No magic missile?
"No, I do fire. So far I never missed it. You think it'll work on these? I might talk to Lini. Shouldn't be too expensive."
Hmmm. Still not working, but since it came near me, let’s try piercing
Grergof switches his flail to piercing. And continues his demolition of the floor around him.
You know I could probably take up home demolition as a side job, considering what I am doing to this floor.
Grergof damages the floor some more so one hopes, that he won't break through into the basement. The rune is beaten up, but not destroyed.
HP 116/116
AC 17/12/15 (25/18/23 with Mutagen and shield)
Saves F15/R15/W10 Poison Immune
Weapon in hand:
Special effects:Heroism(+2 attack/skills/saves)See invisible (150 minutes),Countless Eyes (15 hours),Resist Energy Communal(Electric 30 points) 15/23 bombs
Spugnoir force bombs
"Are you out of bombs already?" Abomentolor inquires, while he himself has nothing to throw at the runes.
The rune tries again at Grergof with a rune effect.
These things are just a Irritation.
Grergof changes back to the default bludgeoning and wonders when the floor will break at this rate.
Haste Attack
Grergof ends this irritation brutally and now only the non aggressive, probably decorative runes are moving around on the walls and floors of the room.
Strange glyphs crawl like living things across the walls of this chamber. Obsidian pews float lazily in a haphazard arrangement before an unusual statue of a six-winged, mouthless woman, her outstretched hands holding forth a perfectly preserved ceremonial robe of fanciful design. A silver, seven-pronged helmet in the shape of the Sihedron rune rests on her head.
Now that the attacks of the runes are over, you find that this robe looks really interesting to you.
Lissala is the goddess of runes, fate, and the reward of service, and was once a major religious force in the empire of Thassilon. She was depicted either as a stern woman with no mouth, or as a creature with a snake's lower half, a human woman's upper half, six wings, and a Sihedron for a head.
Spugnoir runs over for some fancy new duds.
Spugnoir grabs the robe and puts it on and then is dumbfounded and feels weak.
And taking away the robe reveals a symbol of death.
Mr. Spugnoir, what are you doing? That robe doesn't feel right!
Hurr..
"Gaaaaah, ... huh?"
"Hurk!" Darius grabs his chest and falls on his face.
Old guy die! Hurr! Who run bartertown?
Oh great just before he retired!!! Taken down in Lissala's temple!
Grergof walks over and tries to heal Spugnoir in hope he might be able to help him.
Shame he didn't touch himself with his death ward wand...
"Doesn't that star fix that?" Abomentolor inquires.
Hurr.Old fart fall break hip
The robe can be removed easily but a remove curse doesn't fix Spugnoir's mental or physical health.
Mr. Spugnoir has the star, he would have had to do that at the time to help Father Redgrave, but I assume the robe did something to his mind.
Grergof tries to figure out what else he can do to help.
Do we have to go back to town? Actually can we get back?
Spugnoir wonders about his pretty liquids in his belt.
"Don't tell me we have to walk. Or worse, swim." Abomentolor replies. He is not amused about the prospect.
"Well, Darius was providing transportation and he was the guy to fix stuff like dying or becoming a case for the asylum."
"Don't drink that! Put it back at the belt!" he scolds Spugnoir.
I can fly! Spugnoir flaps around.
Spugnoir rummaged around and pulls out his wayfinder. Sparkle stone!
Mr. Spugnoir you beautiful Idiot!!!
Mr. Goblinburner, we can get back with the Wayfinders!
Set your wayfinder to recall to this doorway, and I can use mine to bring us back to the mansion. Then we can get Father Redgrave and Mr. Spugnoir healed!
He picks up Darius and throws him over his shoulder as he pulls out his wayfinder.
"Definitely beats walking." Abomentolor admits and attunes his wayfinder to the doorway Grergof pointed out.
"You knock him out to take him along?" Abomentolor asks discreetly nodding in direction of Spugnoir.
Spugnoir sniffs some powder and looks very happy.
Grergof walks over speaks slowly to Spugnoir.
Mr. Spugnoir, I'm going to take this old man to someplace where we can make him feel better. I bet he would really appricate it if you came with me so that when he wakes up he sees his friend there. Will you come with me on a magic trip back to town so we can be made to feel better, and Father Darius can be healed?
Sure! Weeee!
Grergof gathers all together and activates the wayfinder to go back to the mansion.
As they arrive Grergof calls out.
Hello!!! Sorry to drop in like this... But we need a Priest.
He falldown and take nap.
If nobody responds, Grergof leads the group to the Temple of Sarenrae to see if he can get Darius healed there.
At the temple of Sarenrae in underbridge. "Hello. Oh no, what happened here?" Fiona greets the group.
After a short explanation she tells "I'm sorry, but I'm not able to do such magic. You would have to visit the temple of Desna in Keystone or the one of Abadar in Naos. They can probably provide such advanced prayers."
Old man kinda stinky. He poo poo pants
"We can lay him out here in the temple and I'll cast a gentle repose on him until you can clarify who can help you with bringing him back."
Thank you, that would be most helpful...
Lets think, Desna would be our natural ally in this situation, given the Dawnbringer's relationship with her, and the fact that she blessed both of us once personally.
But Father Redgrave is a member of good standing in the church of Iomedae. There isn't perhaps a large temple to the The Inheritor someplace in the city is there? He may perhaps wish to be taken first to his own order.
"Yes of course there is. The fortresslike temple of Iomedae is found in Naos. If they are able to ask the Inheritor to raise their fallen, I don't know."
Thank you Sister Samsley. Let us try to lay Father Redgrave out with the respect he deserves for his work saving this city. If you can please preserve him, it would be a load off my mind. Then I will head out and look to see who can help.
He turns to the others:
Mr Goblinburner and Mr Spugnoir, do you want to come with me, or do you have other things you want to do?
Although until he is healed, we may not want to let Mr Spugnoir go off by himself, so he needs to stay with one of us.
I wanna go to the zoo!
"How about I take you to a tavern. You get a free meal and all the ale you want!"
Hooray!
"So that is settled." Abomentolor grabs Spugnoir's hand and dimdoors to his bar on the first floor of the Shadow Clock. It is only down the road, but why take a risk with Spugnoir who has currently the attention span of a squirrel on speed.
"Hi there! I need a meal and non stop suppy of ale for my friend here, before he gets any ideas what else he could do."
"On the way." Isabella replies and after a short trip to the kitchen, she grabs a full mug from the bar and brings it over to a nice corner table.
Spug chugs!