Lini ,please appear to sell us nice things.
"I guess you got the incantation wrong." Darius comments as nothing happens.
"Lini, Lini, Lini!" he calls out.
After a short pause a small cloud is created by a sparkling explosion from which the green haired gnome appears. "You've called me for business?" she addresses Darius.
"Not me, he wants to do business." Darius points to Spugnoir.
Since you are here, can I buy a couple See Invisibility Potions, and a couple potions of Fly?
I would like a See Invisibility formula please and a Resist Energy-Communal Extract as well.
Lini turns a ring and behind her appears a mirror that looks into her shop. "See invisibility potions for 300 gold each. How many?" she asks, while walking through the mirror into her shop and to the potion shelves.
"The communal resist energy costs 750 gold. What energy type would you like to resist to?"
Abomentolor tries to follow Lini into the shop through the mirror, only to stub his nose on the glass. Mumbling curses he backs away from it.
Hmm..Doesn't the extract allow me to choose the energy type when I make it?
"Ah, you want the formula, not the potion... then I have a scroll for you to copy. Cost is only half."
Spugnoir hands over 150 for the See Invisible and 375 for the Resist Energy formulas.
Grergof hands over 90pp for three potions.
How much for the potions that can make one fly?
"They are 750 gold. How many do you want?" Lini asks while handing out the scrolls and potions and collecting the coin.
Spugnoir pays the magic gnome 525 for the formulas.
I think I can only afford two, so I'll take those.
Darius decides that he could use something too. "I'd take a stave of heal if you have one."
"I have everything!" Lini boasts and pulls the item out of a drawer. "But do you have the coin?"
"Let's find out." Darius replies and opens his pouch. He starts to pile platinum coins, gems and gold in front of Lini.
Lini watches a while until the pile is high enough. "Wonderful, it's always a pleasure to do business with you. Goodbye, until next time." she says and disappears with the payment and the mirrow in a swirl.
Spugnoir waves goodbye. Well let us get going and hopefully we'll get our defenses up before exploring.
A long walk through the Hungry Mountains later.
The ruined remains of old monastery walls break from the dust of the Virlych landscape like jagged glass on a dirty barroom floor. Several guard towers reach feebly upward, their upper levels crumbling away. Only the sharp, bloodstained blades of Renchurch Cathedral give any hint that the area is more than just a forgotten fragment of an earlier time.
Place is going to be wall to wall undead for certain Spugnoir sighs and drinks and extract of See invisible and Heroism.
"I've got a bad feeling about this."
Only a single tower of those fortifications that once stood vigil over the monastery remains wholly intact, the broken blades adorning its frame disintegrating into rust and discoloring its wall with reddish-brown stains.
Scorched foundations are all that remain of an ancient stone house, littered with charred, blackened bones of someone who suffered a horrific death by fire here.
Rancid brown sludge collects in this muddy cesspool like pus in an open wound. Thick, oily bubbles rise to the surface of the pond, releasing noxious fumes and the stench of decay.
Do people want to tyr to check and clear the surroundign area or go right to the abbey?
"I've heard of this nice restaurant in Magnimar, with a view on the majestic Irespan, or what is left of it. That's what I'd like to check out right now."
I heard that you can check in whenever you like, but you can never leave.
"I heard the same about this cursed place."
Let's check out that building.
That works for me.
Gregrof puts on his shield and pulls out Raven's Head.
Then he walks over and watches carefully as he approaches the building looking for danger. If he sees nothing he heads in.
Several gurneys and stained surgeon’s tables are pushed to the far corners of this room. Broken scalpels, leech cups, and other bloodletting instruments litter the floor. A heavy, musky scent pervades the stale air, and splatters of old blood stain the unstable walls.
We got another haunt! We need to leave!
Halfway through the door, Darius turns on his heel and leaves the building again.
Spugnoir runs out as well.
Let us try over there
The ruddy glow of torchlight flickers from behind the crumbling stone stalls of this decrepit stable. Several carriages and carts clutter the grounds outside, the stench of poorly concealed corpses wafting from their warped and rotten boards.
The Whispering Way still uses these ancient stables for their original purpose, as evidenced by the parked carriages and corpse-carts outside. The carts contain the naked, maggot-ridden bodies of six human men, their throats slit and their mutilated corpses piled in a heap under grimy sheets.
You hear strange noises from something that might be horses inside.
There are going to be undead horses in there, I know it.
Grergof smiles grimly.
Of course. Lets make sure they are just previously Undead horses before we leave.
Grergof readies his mace and steps closer to where it sounds like horses are.
Grergof steps into the stable. What he sees there is for sure undead, but only in shape a horse. The bones are covered in smake and here and there a flame. Five of those horses stand in the stable eager to trample everyone entering.
Grergof moves along the wall (trying to position himself so he is least likely to get trampled) and smacks at the first undead horse with his mace.
This is going to suck.
Abomentolor gets a glimpse of the smoke and flames and curses at the sight. "Everything is made of fire! How am I supposed to work with that?"
He throws an icestorm into the stable, before Grergof enters.
The horses are beaten by the hail, but they don't start to shiver. Grergof hits one of them hard. But it can take it. The horses turn on Grergof.
AC 17/12/15 (21/14/17 with mutagen)
Saves F12/R12/W9 9 Fear Poison Immune
Weapon in hand:Mace+1
Special effects: ,Heroism Extract (+2 saves/attack/skills),See Invisible (130 Minutes)
Bombs:17/19
Spugnoir tries ice to douse the fires and tosses two Frost Bombs, making sure to alter them to not hurt his friends and pegs the most wounded.
Spugnoir notices after the first bomb, that the ice has no effect.
Darius enters the stable too and is suddenly surrounded by a nimbus of light.
The holy bomb has the desired effect on the 'horses'. And they all suffer in the holy light.
It becomes crowded at the entrance and only one horse manages to reach Darius, but the only thing it will bite with this clumsiness is the dust.
All the horses exhale smoke, that hinders sight. Surprisingly the smoke is cold.
Grergof opens up with his mace.
I'm right here, come and get me!
"You're all standing in the way and I can't see anything!" Abomentolor complains from the comfortable back row.