Miana lands a couple of kicks on the succubus! Lucian removes the displacement protecting Delvahine, allowing Rissi, Seal, and Kufieno to easily mop the floor with the lusty gal.
Further inside you find her chambers, which have pillows, cushions, and rugs lying about the floor around four beds sitting in the corners of the room. Each bed has an iron frame to which numerous ropes and leather straps are attached. A large padded throne sits against the far wall, between two beds, while opposite it in another corner a tall spindly censer sits on a low wooden table-it's from here that the faint mist of the room is issuing.
In the room you find a handy haversack that contains a tome of understanding +1, six potions of cure moderate wounds, a potion of remove disease, and a potion of remove paralysis.
Further in is Delvahine's personal chamber. Strewn about the room amidst more pillows and cushions are a dozen exotic, bejewled toys and devices of decidedly erotic natures. As a collection they are worth 2400 gp ut not all merchants would publicly admit to an interest in purchasing them. In any event, Rissi studies the room for magic and surprisingly discovers any one of these items would work as a component for a runeforged weapon.
Sealman walks into the room and his taken aback by piles of pillows all around. He walks up to the nearest best and flomps face first into the mattress. A few momements later, Thunderpuss comes in and curls up beside him. They take a cat nap as the party does their magiky stuff.
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Kufieno walks through the room with a grin, picking up erotic items and examining them with relish. Picking up some lingerie and an erotic toy, he sneaks over to Seal and lays the lingerie over the sleeping dwarf's face and slips the toy into the dwarf's hand.
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Thunderpuss lazily opens his eyes at Kufieno's approaching. After watching the Suli finish with his shanagians, the battle cat plops his head back down over his crossed paws and rests his eyelids.
Ol' Alerteyes continues to nap through the lingerie draping. After a loud snore, Sealman takes the phallic toy in his hand and mindlessly rubs under his bearded mouth and nose. He then roll over to one side, allowing the lingering shoulder strap to hang on by one cauliflowered ear. Against rubbing his face with the toy again clear some drool, Seal drones on while snuggling with the pink dildo.
Before exploring the contents of the local succubus's "dungeon", Lucian channels forth restorative energies to heal his companions.
Once inside, his mouth remains agape as he beholds the full extent of the hostess's tastes.
"Err... do people really use that? Nevermind, I'm not sure I want to know the answer to that question." he comments while picking up one of the set of cuffs lying around.
Now that the sounds of battle have died down, you hear something coming from outside the tented chamber area. One of the hanging giant birdcages around the corner contains a shivering man wearing little more than a set of chains and a thick leather collar. A pair of clay bowls occupies one corner and a pile of straw sits in another. He calls weakly for your help. After listening to him for a few moments though, and failing to get a coherent response from him, it is easy to diagnose his insanity. Remnants of coherent thought mention Thassilon and Sorshen's army which, if they reflect his actual life, would put the man as at least 10 000 years old.
Rissi shakes her head at the antics as she studies the artifacts, but pauses at Miana's comment.
"When they are virtues, the seven ancient principles of Lissala are fine guides for the mind and soul. It is *chhh* only when things are brought out of balance that such madness ensures."
Rissi looks curiously at the man. "For instance, this poor soul. Who can hazard a guess at the horrors this one has endured. Master Arvandru, can you *squeak* do anything for him?"
Lucian does his best to help this poor tormented soul.
"Don't worry, these foul spawns of evil are gone for good now. Your torment days are over."
However, the soothing words may not be enough. Lucian tries to see if he can do anything for the man.
Lucian and Rissi puts their minds and spellcraft knowledge together and determine that a heal or similar spell might repair some of the mental trauma but after 10 000 years of misery and torture it would take something even more powerful to fully repair the poor man. Likewise, his preservation seems to be tied to this chamber and without the most powerful preservation or restoration magic he would not survive leaving the chamber. Then again, allowing him to leave and perish of his own volition might be considered a mercy.
Sealman wakes up from his nap, disregarding the sexy wear and toys as if its apart of his normal wake-up routine. Seeing the feeble old man, he finds a long stick and begins to poke him.
"Sir. Ser. Sire. Who are you? Why are you here? Where is the best place to get chicken and dumplings?"
"Leave him alone you *squeak* scoundrel!" the ratfolk hisses. "Even if he is bound to this chamber, there is no need for us to let him stay trapped inside his cage. Whatever punishment he may or may not have merited at one point, ten thousand years is well beyond a just time to pay. Let us take him down! If he *chhh* wanders away from the preserving magic, he will perish, and be the end of his own torment."
Lucian reluctantly nods. "I have to agree with you about this. He deserves a peaceful ending."
"Nelevetu Voan," the man whispers at Seal. "A soldier. Just a soldier. Chicken?" As you unlock him and set the man free, he stumbles and falls to his knees but determinedly stands back up and walks to the exit. Following behind him, you see that despite his atrophy and weakness he is doing all he can to reach the exit. After a long and tortuous walk down the corridor leading back to the main cathedral with the standing stones, he boldly steps out of the passage only to collapse instantly and rapidly dissolve into nothing more than a pile of dust.
Lucian addresses a prayer to Desna, wishing for the man's soul to wander across the stars and leave that painful existance forever.
Once that moment is gone, Lucian proposes to Rissi to read the tome they've found together and share its magic.
"I'm not sure the succubus's den is the perfect place to stay, but at least that would be further from any other inhabitants of this place. How about it?"
Kufieno lets out a low whistle as the man turns to dust. Shaking his head, he says, "I guess it really is dust to dust, and all that." Moving up next to Seal, he elbows the dwarf and says in a stage whisper. "I guess that succubus really sucked him dry, eh?"
"I think we should press on, unless your particularly feel drained." Rissi replies innocently.
Sealman nods at Kufieno's side remark. After a few momemnts, and a little steam coming from his ears, the dwarf guffaws with gallows' laughter.
"Dry.*snicker* Sucked! Ho-ho-ho. HIM!!! Oh, Kufie, Kufie, stop please. I. Can't. Breath." Sealman starts to sputter and cough in-between laughs. He then falls to one knee and tries to catch his breath. After a few moments, the giantslayer regains his composure.
"I feel fine to continue on. I'm not a fan of the 15 minute work day. Who here is hungry? I'm always hungry after a roll in the sheets, hay or gravel. Let's go find gluttony."
Seal suggests gluttony and the more historically-minded point out the statue of Zutha, the Runelord of Gluttony. His statue depicts an obese man, his flesh rotten in places so that the bones show through, wearing a ragged robe and wielding a scythe.
Down the long hall, you eventually come to a place where the ceiling of the circular domed chamber ahead rises to a height of thirty feet. The walls are decorated with ten grinning sculls, each gripping what appear to be bits of flesh in their teeth. A flight of steps leads up via a corridor in the far wall.
The six Thassilonian mummies standin eternal guard are desiccated and dried monsters clad in strip of ragged linen and slk. Their undead flesh is black and shiny and black beetles clatter over their frames. They, of course, are not likely to let you pass unscathed.
Evanya brandishes her wand and bestows the party with good hope.
"May Desna awaken the hero in you!"
Meanwhile, Lucian recognizes mummies for what they are - fear-instilling dreadnoughts. He chooses to ward his companions with a prayer to Desna.
"Great Desna bless us in this hour of need, and allow us to bring life in these dead halls."
Kufieno flies into the room, lifting about five feet out of reach of the mummies and casts a spell, causing his form to waver. "What do mummies have to do with gluttony? I was expecting something fat. Maybe these are fat mummies?"
"You'll die if you don't eat?"
Seal wondering into the center of the room with dorn in hand, swining it casually at this side. Once in the center of the room, he closes his eyes in brief meditation. After a few breaths, Sealman's silent rage is released upon the undead inside this tomb.
"Thunderpuss, defend the doorway."
Thunderpuss squeezes past the doorway and readies himself to the attack the first mummy that comes near him.
Lucian and Evanya boost the party's abilities as Kufieno protects himself. Seal turns himself into a whirlwind of swinging dorn and hits four of the mummies although, as expert adventurers like yourselves would expect, mummies resist all physical damage.
As Seal has so far been the most threatening, all six mummies descend on him.
red: 27 dmg
yel: 32 dmg
grn: 30 dmg
blu: 25 dmg
Kufieno glides down five feet, and attacks the northern mummy in red wrappings.
All slams hit: 253 pod. Split 126 to Seal, 127 to Lucian ... Crap.
With barely a sound, the evanglelist falls down, overwhelmed by the shared wounds with the dwarf.
Rissi arches a bushy eyebrow. She steps over, lays a clawed hand upon Lucian's flesh, and utters simple words.
"At this moment, I wish I could breath life back back into the dead."
She then plucks the platinum ring off of his finger.
Thunderpuss snaps at the pink mummy that passes by.
Boom-shaka-lacka!
Sealman is pummeled from every direction, his wild fury leaving him open to even the most mundane of attacks. Realizing the end maybe drawing near, Sealman continues with his whirlwind attacks. He only hopes he's done enough so that his companions can make it out alive.
Auto miss. Frak!
Thunderpuss continues to maul the Pink mummy.
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Seal strikes two of the mummies as they move in, Thunderpuss also lending some aid against the undead.
Miana then leaps into the room and explodes the pink mummy, swinging around to kick another two in the process! Kufieno has less luck as his blade is deflected by the desiccated skin of the mummy before him but Seal and Thunderpuss come to his aid and take down the red mummy. Meanwhile, Rissi works on fixing Lucian.
Two of the mummies turn around to fight Miana while the other two continue going after Seal.
yel: 32 dmg
grn: 30 dmg
blu: 54 dmg
pur: 51 dmg
Rissi raises a hand and lightning leaps from her fingers, illuminating her face with an actinic glare as it leaps around her companions.
Brilliant white light... is Desna calling me already?
Suddenly the light appears to be much more distant, and the lillends' song fades out. A hacking cough, intense pain surging through all his body, and Lucian is brutally brought back to the Prime material plane.
"Wha- ?" The Varisian barely has enough time to think. Seeing the undead and remembering their icy touch, he calls upon sacred energies to heal all his companions before rising to his feet.
"Desna, bring your light on us!"
Meanwhile, Evanya rushes to the dwarve's side and heals him with a wand.
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Fire is about to burn in Miana's eyes until she hears Lucian speak once again. "Lucian!", she gasps, before realizing that he's still quite vulnerable "Sealman, if you do anything so stupid as charge into a room and become surrounded by multiple adversaries without defending yourself again...", the paladin becoming silent as her anger slowly subsides.
Kufieno turns his strikes toward the mummy to his northeast.
His aim is apparently off today.....
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Rissi shocks the mummies and destroys the two flanking Miana. Lucian rises and tries to heal the party as Kufieno destroys another mummy, leaving only one left to be torn apart by Seal and Miana.
Past the double doors of this chamber, the ceiling rises to a dome thirty feet above, while the floor drops away into a dizzying pit. A cross-shaped bridge of marble stretches across this pit, allowing access to four sets of iron double doors. Four bas-relief carving of incredible detail have been carved into the curved walls in the four corners of the room, each under a word written in spiky runes. One holds aloft a sprig of grapes and a loaf of bread, one holds a wedge of cheese and a huge haunch of meat, another wields a platter heaped with candies, and the last simply stands with arms crossed, his mouth wide and grinning to display teeth that have been filed to points. Below each carving, the wall drops away into darkness, yet along these depths dozens of burial niches containing stone sarcophagi are visible.
The names of these figures are etched in Thassilonian above each carving. These names are Inib (wine makers and bakers, east), Gorryan (cheesemakers and butchers, south), Aanstrin (confectioneries, west), and Xerriock (cannibals, north).
Lucian coughs, having a hard time recovering from his near-death experience. joining his companions into the room, he starts by channelling multiple times.
He also dismisses the shield other spell linking him to Sealman, and says: "Miana speaks with her heart, but she's right. You can't behave so rashly Sealman."
"I will *chhh* craft something to help prevent such a recurrence." the ratfolk offers.
"None of these ways looks promising, and there will no doubt be more of the restless dead. I would keep a wayward eye on runes and other magic that may lie in wait - the magic of death is swift and merciless."
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Miana is about to pound the mummies some more, but her eyes' fire dulls as Rissi's magic ends the rest of them. She then runs over and gives Lucian a hug. "And don't you ever do that again, too!", the paladin wiping away a tear before taking a deep breath and going back to her typical meditative demeanor.
"Thank you, Rissi, for saving Lucian", Miana smiles giving her a hug, too. Glancing over at Sealman, she sighs. "You are forgiven; we are siblings in battle and your strength has saved us multiple times. But please do not act so recklessly when your life is tethered to that of another.", ending her lesson to the dwarf.
[ooc]Can't edit map at the moment and posting may be slow this week due to computer woes. You can reveal the room beyond the eastern doors. I'll describe it just to move things along but go ahead and keep RPing and recovering as needed.[ooc]
The scene in this room is appalling—a half-dozen brutally savaged human bodies dressed in light blue, bloodstained robes lie sprawled about the place. Several of the bodies seem to have had limbs or organs removed.
Rissi sniffles in the cold air. "A necromancer lurks here. I wonder where they *chhh* found the bodies. Another branch of the Runeforge, or outsiders?"