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Now that is entirely not correct!
No, no, no! This will not do!
Wuliem reaches into a pocket, producing a flask.
If anyone would like to vacate the area?
Price 6.6 gp; Weight 1 lb.
DESCRIPTION
Alchemist's fire is a mix of several volatile liquids that ignite when exposed to air. You can throw a flask of alchemist's fire as a splash weapon. Treat this attack as a ranged touch attack with a range increment of 10 feet.
A direct hit deals 1d6 points of fire damage. Every creature within 5 feet of the point where the flask hits takes 1 point of fire damage from the splash. On the round following a direct hit, the target takes an additional 1d6 points of damage. If desired, the target can use a full-round action to attempt to extinguish the flames before taking this additional damage. Extinguishing the flames requires a DC 15 Reflex save. Rolling on the ground provides the target a +2 bonus on the save. Leaping into a large body of water or magically extinguishing the flames automatically smothers the fire.
Another blasts hits the crypt and further damages the skeleton, but it is still animate.
The skeleton times its longsword blow for just as Storn charges through the door, catching him heavily on the shoulder, but Storn's rebuttal shatters the skeleton's ancient helm and skull, and the remained collapses suddenly with a rattle of armors and armor into a pile at his feet!
As the dust and bone fragments settle, Storn looks around and sees through the reflected light that the vaulted mausoleum holds six large sarcophagi, each bearing the carved image of an aasimar dressed in ornate robes and holding glass spheres in one hand and a bell, a book, or a lotus flower in the other. Innumerable runes crowd the top edges and sides of each sarcophagus. There is another door to the statuary hallway at the northeast corner of the room.
The mundane skeletons' gear is in poor condition and of little value, beyond the historic, but the skeletal champion's gear is of finer quality and better repair, including a breastplate and masterwork longsword. (Nothing in the room detects as magical, however.)
Taking a complete set of rubbings is time-consuming, as the sarcophagi are elaborately ornamented.
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After powering through the attack from the skeleton, Storn plants his feet, roars, and smacks the skeleton into pieces.
"Haha! No blood to smell, but satisfying nonetheless."
Storn looks around the room and stares belligerently at the sarcophagi.
"We have to do rubbings of [i]that[/]?! Also, why are there skeletons here?"
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Wuliem wonders around, looking at each sarcophagi.
He reaches into a pocket.
Will this help?
Price 5 gp; Weight 1 lb.
This dye (available in several colors) creates an obvious stain wherever it is splashed. Washing has no effect for the first 72 hours (though magic can erase it), but it fades completely after 2 weeks. You can throw it as a splash weapon.
After a bit of time, Di Duang recovers enough to scream again. After a considerable amount of time, she calms down enough to look inside the crypt, see the remains of the animated skeletons, and so forth. It may have worked to your advantage, you think, in having a minder, giving you a witness to the events with the undead skeletons, since Devyna came running out moments after the short battle. She does not say anything before returning to her post, but you can tell that she is confused and horrified by what was lairing in their midst.
Gastidem comes over after the dust settles, too, and suggests, "Perhaps now you feel holy enough to attempt the Kiss of Korada? I am still willing to let you participate..."
The work of the rubbings is finished up after a little more than an hour's work by the party, making up the extra as Wuliem does his thing.
It is now a little after 4 pm. There are no more formal meals for the day, and Di Duang (who has stayed nearby in the garden, not daring to enter the crypt) informs you that the next sermon will be about 6 pm.
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Storn glares at Gastidem.
"I am a cleric of Gorum. If you want to go through my holy rites, I'll go through yours. I'll warn you that my holy rites involve punching you in the face repeatedly."
Not bothering with an answer, Storn goes to help with the rubbings.
"Let's finish this list and then go have a "chat" with Dakang. I want a better fight."
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Standing on his tiptoes and mimicking his best impreesion of VC Aram Zey, Herman recites: "Locate the temple’s meditation room, find evidence of any meditative techniques described there, and record any effects of performing those techniques."
He laughs then goes back to his normaly voice. "Yeah, once we do that, we can get the hell out of here. How hard could watching some freaks meditate be?"
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"They are not freaks, friend Herman. These people have been trapped in this demiplane for generations -- of course their customs have changed. "
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"Freaks, victims, morons - all are fine by me. I'm sure if I was trapped in this namby-pamby dimension for a hundred years I'd act like them, but I will not excuse weakness." Storn harrumphs as the group finish the rubbings. "-I- am not leaving until Dakang gets what's coming. I just want to ensure our job is done first in case we have to break some of the temple with his head."
Storn heads out of the crypt to Di Duang. "So, how, and where do you people meditate?"
Di Duang - presumably not privy to all of Storn's speech! - leads you back to the meditation room, a lofty, open space. The stone walls are carved with several figures in various meditative poses. A few large mats cover the stone floor. The only other furnishing is a rack containing a few wooden staves and several stacked glass spheres, each no bigger than a plum. Several of the devotees are meditating, softly reciting a chant and rotating a set of three glass spheres around in the palm of one hand.
Zhuang, an older human male, is the meditation leader. He explains that the meditation consists of two parts, the first involving the techniques described by the wall carvings. This tasks are straightforward, as the carvings are instructional. The indicated rites include a few gentle stretches (some of them involving stretching along a staff), sitting in a lotus position, and spinning three glass spheres on the palm of one hand. (Spinning the glass spheres properly looks as though it would take some dexterity or good practice to do well.)
The second part, Zhuang explains, is the recitation of a mantra, which he does for you, while spinning the glass spheres:
"Light combined,
My peace find;
Calm my soul,
To control;
Woes I sift,
Catching gifts"
The whole procedure appears to take about fifteen minutes.
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Wuliem drinks an extract as they enter the meditation chamber.
School divination; Level alchemist 1, bard 1, sorcerer/wizard 1, witch 1
CASTING
Casting Time 1 standard action
Components V, S
EFFECT
Range 60 ft.
Area cone-shaped emanation
Duration concentration, up to 1 min./level (D)
Saving Throw none; Spell Resistance no
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DESCRIPTION
You can detect secret doors, compartments, caches, and so forth. Only passages, doors, or openings that have been specifically constructed to escape detection are detected by this spell. The amount of information revealed depends on how long you study a particular area or subject.
1st Round: Presence or absence of secret doors.
2nd Round: Number of secret doors and the location of each. If an aura is outside your line of sight, then you discern its direction but not its exact location.
Each Additional Round: The mechanism or trigger for one particular secret portal closely examined by you.
Each round, you can turn to detect secret doors in a new area. The spell can penetrate barriers, but 1 foot of stone, 1 inch of common metal, a thin sheet of lead, or 3 feet of wood or dirt blocks it.
Wuliem begins to copy each wall carving.
He also writes down the words spoken by Zhuang.
Wuliem does not find any secret doors, panels, buttons or the like. The instructions on the wall, furthermore, appear to be contemporaneous with the structure itself.
Nothing more comes to mind about the rituals of Korada, although the carvings on the wall and the balancing of the glass spheres do seem in keeping with religious practices of Korada.
Korada is the Empyreal Lord of foresight, forgiveness, and peace. He is a force of good, dedicated to peace and contemplation. Korada spends his time meditating in the Dream Lotus on the plane of Nirvana, balancing the spheres of existence in his mind and conversing with other enlightened beings.
Devotees of Korada are scholars and mystics who are often contemplative pacifists. Korada’s worshipers meditate by spinning small glass spheres in their palms. Practiced disciples spin three glass spheres in each hand simultaneously while meditating.
The Spiral of Korada is a symbol sacred to the Empyreal Lord. The Spiral of Korada is an out ward-sweeping arc balancing three circles. The circles represent reflection on the past, focus on the present, and contemplation of the future. This symbol is often prominently displayed in temples to the Empyreal Lord, and devotees take care to keep the sacred symbol unobstructed.
You feel that you have been Blessed by Korada.
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Handling the balls carefully, Herman enters a trance-like state where the balls move quickly around his deft hands never staying still, but never falling either.
The rhythm seems to enspell Herman somehow, but when he snaps out of the trance, he feels like the true Korada has given him a slight blessing.
Zhuang seems very encouraged by Herman's success, although he is disappointed the bard did not also speak the mantra as he did so. "But," he says, smiling congenially, "Baby steps on the road to enlightenment!"
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"Baby steps!" says Herman indignantly to the meditation master. "Why then did the god Koroda give me this blessing I feel? Mantra or no mantra, I am obviously more enlightened than you can perceive master Zhuang!"
Herman replaces the balls and looks to Wuliem. "Got it all down, doctor? Are we ready to go crack some heads with those aasimar then? Or just blow this place?"
For fun (and for no other reason) Herman casts Detect magic in the room.
Discussing (well, ... so to speak) the matter with Zhuang, it becomes obvious that despite his skill in balancing the spheres, he does not, it seems, receive the blessing of the type that Herman describes. Zhuang remains calm, but does appear troubled by the discrepancy.
Perception
Initiative
As the party gets ready to leave, Hagan about ready to open the door, Herman, Hagan, and Storn hear something outside, an ungainly fleshy and clawed footfall against the temple floor!
Moments later, the door is suddenly flung inward! Before Hagan stands slouching a smelling, festering, bloated abomination, barely four-foot tall but likely as heavy as he is. The evil intent is clear in its ready eyes, and it lunges at Hagan with claws and maw, screeching and gurgling!
Additionally, it is immune electricity and poison, and quite resistant to acid, cold, and fire. (i.e. 10).
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Wuliem smiles at Herman without looking up from his work.
Almost, my aren't we in a hurry!
Wuliem then looks annoyed as the loud noises begin coming from the entrance.
Excuse me! Trying to work in here!
He shakes his head as he continues to write.
These religious folk seem extremely anxious to get in here to meditate!
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"Thanks, Jani," Hagan calls out as he draws his cold iron spear and attempts to stab the dretch.
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Hagan pierces the bloated thing with his spear like it was a rotten melon, dealing it a heavy blow.
Hagan looks to move back, but runs into Herman.
Herman tries to alert the devotees, but, sitting and meditating, they are slow to react.
The dretch now acts, summoning up a thick, most-foully stinking cloud, obscuring all sight!
[spoiler=If you fail a DC 13 Fort save]You are [url=http://paizo.com/pathfinderRPG/prd/glossary.html#_nauseated]nauseated[/rul] for as long as you are in the cloud and for rounds.
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Wuliem quickly drops his journal, pulling out an extract, which he then drinks.
School transmutation; Level alchemist 1
CASTING
Casting Time 1 standard action
Components V, S
EFFECT
Range personal
Target you
Duration 1 round/level
DESCRIPTION
Upon drinking an extract created with this formula, you make a significant change to your magical reserve that modifies the nature of all bombs you create and throw during this extract’s duration. This effect on your magical reserve has no effect on any discoveries that you use to modify your bombs, but you can only have one admixture effect (formula with the word “bomb admixture” in its title) active at a time. If you drink another bomb admixture, the effects of the former bomb admixture end and the new one becomes active.
When you throw bombs, they can only hit a direct target; they do not splash. However, the bomb deals its base damage plus double your Intelligence modifier instead of just its base damage plus your Intelligence modifier.
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