Cleric frowns with annoyance. "Hmf, you'll die in the end anyway."
She makes a swing at Brallenera, for her destroying the zombies.
It lands easily for a moderate injury.
While Ala'Ihys tries to persuade her, , Toorin turns up the heat. The cleric smiles with a grimace, she holds on to her weapon though.
Brallenera follows up her getting hit, with a swing of her own weapon.
The cleric's eyes roll back and, and with an arrogant smiling silence she falls to the ground.
Combat over.
The nobles carefully come closer, peeking over the 3 corpses.
Skinny man: "An adequate job, but you should've been here sooner. The emperor will hear of this situation."
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As the priestess falls
Awww, honey, you're already down? I was just getting warmed up.
As an arrogant and skinny noble put his haughty nose in the blonde barbarian business, she silently put her big axe to work again
"innocently" sending gore and blood onto the noble's clothes.
Her glare dares him to say something.
The cleric down with a brutal wound from earlier, Brallenera isn't yet satisfied. She cleaves her axe into the neck and head so hard, it splits clean, both halves practically making a hop into opposite directions. One ends up at the feet of Joseph, the other in front of the skinny man, along with mentioned blood splatter.
Servant of the
Skinny man:"I am Magistros Sebastus Hustavan, Emperor Stavian III’s consul for the fourth district of Oppara Prefecture. You've done well in protecting me, thank you, saviors."
The other people quickly make off into other directions, to avoid the magistros for one, in search of other exits.
Kravg's eagle-eyes spot the loose chain of a pendant around what was a neck a few seconds before.
The symbol of Zyphus
Zyphus is a minor evil god, of accidental deaths. His followers tend to keep to themselves, guarding forgotten graveyards and abandoned barrows.
He also spots a note.
Loyalists of the Grim Harvestman, our time
has come!
My plan to recover the stone, blessed by
our beloved Harbinger of Unexpected Tragedy
Himself, has succeeded beyond my wildest
hopes. The fool Pathfider I convinced to
journey here has fed the strength of our
Lord by encountering an unexpected tragedy
of his own. His hard work for Grim was
not in vain! Come to me at once, at the
appointed hour and place, and we shall lay
out a bounty before mighty Zyphus that He
won’ t soon forget. When Pharasma, hated
cretin, lies slain in the bowels of hell and
our mighty harbinger rules the afterlife, He
will reward His faithful few with everlasting
life and power of unspeakable might! Come
to me, brothers and sisters, come to me!
Fel
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Kravg picks up the note and pendant and looks it over carefully. The pendant isn't something he knows much about and hands it over to anyone willing.
"Anyone know about religious symbols? I sure don't. But this note explains something more about all this. Seems people want to replace Pharasma with a being called the Grim Harvestman. That doesn't ring a bell with me. Though I'm afraid our Pathfinder friend might not be returning, here have a read yourself."
He says before passing the note around.
"Sounds to me like we want to prevent this from happening. I'd like to have a peaceful rest in the afterlife, not an evil deity looming over me."
Brallenera opens the door. Behind it is more casualties in what appears to be a large reception room. Seeing how posh the decorations are, it's likely the higher class would spend their time-in-between here. Aside from the bloody scene, there are no sounds or signs of life she can see.
Nothing moves.
In the distance, directions unknown, there is an occasional scream and shouting. Whoever survived is likely running into more trouble.
It's the 'commoners' entrance you entered the theater from.
Surprisingly few bodies are here. The man who checks the tickets, still clenching a superficially bloodied cane, a futile attempt of fighting back impending death.
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someone gonna pay for that... These men shouldn't have been caught in a battle. They tried to put up a fight, or to flee, but no one offered them mercy. I shall have none either.
says Brallenera through clenched teeth as she closes the dead man's eyes.
Anger is rising.
Her muscles twitch with impatience, and she kicks the next door open, her face grim, shouting at the top of her lungs
Fel! FEL! You die tonight! Where are you, you scum? My axe is thirty for your blood! Whoever stands between me and you die tonight too!
the devastation, is terrible
The room is the theater's bar, but not anymore.
Various parts of a dozen corpses lie strewn about the floor. Blood and gore stain everything, making the floor slick and filling the room with a metallic aroma. Bodies lie askew, mouths hanging open in silent screams, faces contorted in fear. Some show marks of sharp tools, like a pick would leave behind, while others show lethal bite marks on the throats and necks, others show signs of a heavy impact. Something Toorin knows all too well.
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"I share your convictions Brallenera. If you'd like I'll save that scums bones for you to break when we find him or her. These zombies are an affront to the living and the balance in the world."
Kravg moves over to the next door and motions the others to follow. He'll listen at the door for any signs of zombies behind it.
Having traversed the dead-silent bar, you end up at the door at the far west side. Putting his ears to the door to check, Kravg hears no sound.
On the marble floor lie the entwined bodies of multiple combatants. The hands of noble corpses grip daggers, makeshift clubs, and even a now broken gem-encrusted rapier, one for show instead of combat however. Mixed in are the twice-dead bodies of zombies, their gray skin fetid and rotting.
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Awww, I should be more discreet, by Angradd's sacred beard...The zombies won't hear me, perhaps, but no need to give a strategical advantages to the mad priest.
Brallenera does her best to keep quiet when they get near of the next door. She's ready for a fight, of course.
Aww, you've seen the bodies? There are zombies bites, and some piercing weapons too. Zombies don't use weapons, but the priestess was. There are probably more of them.Pointy-Ears, Joseph, do you have some alchemic thingies to throw to our foes? Like the slimy, gooey, glueing thingy the sewers thugs threw to me in our first mission? Or some fire vials?
Just as Brallenera is about to open the next door, the doors to the north open, revealing 3 heavy pick wielding people. Those picks are stained with blood.
"I KNEW i heard more sorry sods. Get them!"
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Joseph & Brallenera
Green
Toorin
Blue
Kravg & Ala'Ihys
Woman
Bold are up.
Brallenera wastes no time indeed, as green feels an axe hitting him.
Joseph
Green (-5)
Toorin
Blue
Kravg & Ala'Ihys
Woman
Bold are up.
Brallenera wastes no time indeed, as green feels an axe hitting him.
Joseph starts a round of inspire.
Green (-5) strikes against Brallenera.
Toorin launches a telekinetic punch against blue, but it flies over his head.
Blue also attacks Brallenera. Like his fellow thug, his aim is dirt poor.
Ala'Ihys puts down blue with two arrows.
Kravg's turn.
Woman
Kravg quickly drops green prone.
"Watch it, you oversized canary!"
The woman moves to Brallenera, Kravg attempts an AoO.
, it fails however.
She swings her pick at the dwarfess.
She fails as well.
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Brallenera & Joseph
Green (-5, prone)
Toorin Ala'Ihys & Kravg
Woman
Bold are up.
Brallenera strikes the woman hard, drawing blood.
Joseph
Green (-5, prone)
Ala'Ihys (posted actions)
Kravg
Woman (-11)
Joseph's turn.
Brallenera strikes the woman hard, drawing blood.
Joseph keeps up inspire and shouts. "Cease or DIE!"
, shaken for 2 turns.
Green (-5, prone) tries a swing to Brallenera's legs.
He tries standing up, only barely dodging Brallenera's axe.
But Kravg takes a kick at him.
Ala'Ihys takes a double shot at
Kravg & Toorin.
Woman (-11)