We are honored to have been sent on this valued mission. We can only hope that we are worthy enough to accomplish our task. Milloy will allow the others to gather the items that they came for.
"That breastplate looks even nicer than my chainmail, Harsk, if you can fit your gut in it."
Kurth takes a look at the sword, as well, comparing it to his flametongue. He appears uncertain, and looks questioningly at Harsk. [b]"I guess this sword of Tula's could turn into a hammer if you shake it hard enough. Think you'd use it, or would you rather not get that close to any dragons we fight?"
"And didn't Milloy think there was something fishy with old Eighty-per-Axe? Like he wasn't making no noise? What do you think, Miss Tula? The old dragon wasn't a mute when you fought it, was it?"
There is no response to Alice's questions and Kurth's questions go unanswered as well.
Down the stairs, the party finds a layer of brackish water covering the floor and filling the air with the scent of minerals. The door at the bottom of the stairs is locked but can be opened with Bassy's key.
Nearly freezing water floods the floor of the long, oval chamber beyond to a depth of one foot. A single stone sarcophagus, its lid carved to resemble a handsome human aristocrat, sits at the western end of the room. Four circular alcoves open into the room at the western end as well, each of which contains a less ornate stone sarcophagus.
As you enter the room, a sarcophagus in one of the four alcoves slowly grinds open as its inhabitant, an undead with glowing red eyes, clambers up and out into the water.
"Dead guy, meet flaming sword," Kurth says as he trundles forward in his gleaming full plate and takes a swing at the undead.
Alice puts an arrow int the wight and Kurth moves up to finish it off! Maffei moves up to join Alice near the sarcophagus.
Seeing that the threat has been eliminated, Milloy will cast Detect Magic in the area.
Milloy begins detecting magic but only detects the grinding noise as another sarcophagus opens to reveal another wight! The undead approaches the party...
"You look, cold, corpse. Let me warm you up!," Kurth says, clearly enjoying the chance to do some chopping with his flaming sword.
Milloy will simply use his wand of
Alice's second arrow digs into the wight and Kurth and Milloy finish it off!
Another wight walks out of the crypt and goes for Alice!
Milloy will use , hoping to eliminate the dangerous foe!
Milloy will then move slightly to his left.
Harsk draws his warhammer while he closes in on one of the wights. He brings it up and proceeds to smash the undead with it.
"More? I'm just getting started," Kurth says, moving to the next wight.
The combined might of the party takes down the third wight! The fourth sarcophagus creaks open and yet another red-eyed monstrosity stumbles forth to go after Maffei!
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"Didn't you learn not to hit a lady?" Kurth says, before trying to teach the undead some manners.
Milloy quickly resorts to one of his
Kurth misses his target but Milloy's missiles blast a chunk from the undead.
Harsk sheathes his warhammer and draws his holy symbol, calling out to Torag. "Oh mighty Torag - forger of all. Please, bless me and my companions in our struggles against this undead!"
With Harsk's blessing Alice is able to finish off the wight!
The sarcophagus in the middle has a body which wears a mnemonic vestment. Its bony hands still slutch a maximize metamagic rod. On the left hand is a platinum wedding band set with a ruby worth 1250 gp and on the right a ring of force shield.[ The body also wears a pair of slippers of spider climbing on its feet.
"That was thirsty work! I wouldn't mind heading back to town for some ale, mutton and a tumble ... er, walk in the garden ... with that milkmaid," Kurth says. "We can head to the monastery after that."
This rod seems to interest me a great deal. So does this ring.
Eight weather-worn statues in various martial poses flank a tiled patio leading up to the monastery's gate. The weathered, iron gate is ajar. A guardhouse lies to the north, and three narrow arrow slits face ominously southward from its facade.
As you approach the gatehouse, you hear a small voice calling out in Common, "You there! You here with the money? Where is it? Show us! Lord Aeteperax is impatient!"
There is some murmuring amongst the kobolds for a moment and then one shouts back, "Ok! Bring us what you have then." The three kobolds step outside the gatehouse to approach you.
Milloy will follow any direction that Alice gives as this is her gambit, up to and including taking out the three kobolds (and any others that decide they want to face their death).
"Er, yeah, I got something here in my scabbard for ya," Kurth says, following Alice's lead. When he gets close enough, he'll draw his sword and sharpen it on kobolds.
The party quickly takes care of the kobold guards and heads into the monastery proper:
The monastery grounds are exquisitely sculpted. Manicured lawns, well-trimmed trees, and a serene reflecting pool all give the place a peaceful air.
"We can search this guardhouse, then kick in the front door, I reckon," Kurth says, leaving it up to his companions to come up with a more refined plan.
Might as well start here at this building.
Perhaps. It definitely could hold some kobolds.
Nothing interesting is found in the gatehouse except the kobolds' leftover meals.
"Lead on, dragonslayer. Find us something to say," Kurth says, following Alice to the next building.
This grand hall is nearly one hundred and fifty feet long, with a vaulted ceiling twenty-five feet overhead. Niches in the walls frame marble statues of monks in poses of meditation, and thick pillars run down the center of this impressive chamber.
Milloy nods to Alice. Big enough for a dragon, I'd say. However, I don't see one here. Milloy will do the usual with his Detect Magic as Alice scopes the place out as the party makes its way across to the other doors.