Tragershen slaps at the stirge attacking him.
To hit
Damage
Prescience ,
Tragershen steps away from the stirge that attacked him, then tries to hit it with his acid spell.
Acid splash
Damage
Bedlam grins as his explosive exploded. Then the dwarf frons as he notices the results.
The Alchemist attempts to rid his vicinity of vermin.
Tragershen and Bedlam each smack down one of the stirges that was attacking them. Bedlam quickly dispatches one with his pick.
Trags, though, creates an interesting situation. As someone lacking Improved Unarmed Strike, his AOO provokes an AOO...
...and the dire mosquito latches on to the wizard, while also getting smacked for three damage.
THEN Tragershen's spellcasting provokes...
...as does making a ranged attack in melee...
Tragershen kills the stirge with acid.
The other is part of the swarm around Bedlam. Despite 'picking' one off, this one, though blind...
...digs in for one further CON damage to the dwarf.
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Anzath feels a bit sick as the stirge proboscis finds it's way through her chain armor and into her flesh, and a bit weak in the knees as it draws from her life force. She can see it's abdomen fill with her blood, and at that, the half-drow's anger focuses her mind. She slaps at the bugger with the flat of her blade.
and again
At the sound of something approaching down the hall, Anzath swears using the only Aklo word she knows, "Blkaggh!" It has no direct translation, but loosely translates to "Holy Toothy Anus of X-Zr'Z'Glub, Mother of Gas Giants".
Anzath smacks down another stirge, thinning the angry crowd buzzing around her head. The remaining pair are in rough shape--one is still smoking, and the other is blind. But they try.
And they fail.
If the Stirge attacking her isn't paste yet, Aurora will swing at it again. Otherwise, she moves to assist Anzath with her swarm of bloodsuckers.
Quite pleased with his successful spearwork, Talathel moves for the nearest stirge and tries to impale it on the tip of his spear. He readies himself in case more enemies approach his killing range.
Aurora and Talathel both kill stirges.
One of the few remaining sad, blind stirges tries to bite Bedlam.
...but it can't quite navigate by scent.
However, the newcomers have arrived, and begin attacking the rear of the party. You recognize the chittering Draconic of kobolds!
They've delayed in order to attack together. They surge into the room, filling it with flickering blades. One in the back yells,
The one who spoke then turns his eyes to: Talathel, and says, in common, "DOWN, ELF"
Understanding the little menace, Bedlam growls back at him.
Talathel falls prone.
Two kobolds rush forward, stabbing with their stabby spears. They head towards Tragershen, who is, I imagine, somewhat behind the bulk of the party.
Two can reach him and poke:
Five brutal, grisly damage to the wizard. The third warrior moves into position between his boss and the party.
Bedlam talks as he prepares a Tanglefoot bomb. He tosses it at the kobolds getting as many as possible.
The wizard, after studying painstakingly for years in order to enter the dungeon, dies in a bomb immediately.
The henchman takes half splash damage, and is horrified.
Tragershen glances at the kobolds to either side of him, eyeing them warily while he sees how his allies react to their intrusion.
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Talathel realises the threat to Tragershen but then feels the weight of power in the reptilian voice, and before he realises it he is on the ground.
But far from helpless.
He rises and strikes.
Tragershen springs to his feet, shuffles five feet towards Tragershen, and impales a kobold.
Brand tries to clear the bugs off of Anzath...
The dark elf is now free of swarming insects.
Anzath meets her companions eyes and grins as they help make quick work of the bugs. With the appearance of the kobolds, her grin turns more menacing, but the.y seem to make quick work of the scaly ones too. Seeing that she’s now free of stirges and one of her comrades is under attack, she too moves to defend Tragershen from the kobolds.
Talathel frees his spear from the dying kobold and readies it to defend himself and his near companions.
The remains of a good-sized hive of stirges is scattered across the floor. Over in the doorway and around Tragershen, the blood of dead kobolds punctuates the ichor of the insects.
Wiping goo and guts from his heavy pick, the dwarf sighs.
Anyone got a restoration spell, potion or ability? We be gitt'n stung.
He indicates the drow.
Bedlam searches around, picking up the spellbook from the dead wizard.
”I good for now.”
Anzath meticulously cleans her blades while studying the dead kobolds. She thinks back to the lessons of her adopted father.
”Dese koboldz did not exist in vacuum. Vhere dere iz four, dere iz more.”
They look like the standard local kobolds, and I'm sure the party would inform you that the woods are crawling with kobolds, and that they recently ambushed an army of 100+ kobolds and put them to flight...
The wizard wears a ring of masterwork quality, which was probably a bonded object until very, very recently.
From The Book: "This room contains 5 circular pools, each of which is 5 ft. in diameter and has a 1 ft. tall stone lip. Once the characters have entered the room, they notice a hole beside the north door of the room; it was obviously once a much smaller murder hole used to guard the door, but it has been partially battered away, and the opening is now about one foot by two feet large."
Tragershen approaches Aurora. "Does our lord have healing for one of his adherents?"
He'll also cast detect magic. He'll start by concentrating on each of the pools, but that is only the beginning. He'll scan both rooms (including the ceiling and floor) as well as the fallen.
When he sees Bedlam recover the spellbook, he smiles. "We should review that carefully back at camp."
Talathel spins his spear to flick blood off it, away from himself and his companions, before bringing it to rest, held upright at his side.
"I am unharmed. While we can always strive to perfect our battle tactics, that went quite well overall. Is there healing for the wounded?"
A sudden extra bounce in his step, a devilish grin broadens across Brand's face as he spots the kobolds trying to get the drop on them. "Oi, me eyes betray me!? Is dis me friendly lil dead dragon-rats?! Oh, 'ow I so fondly miss de ol' days o' slaughterin' dese lil munchkins!" He pokes the dead kobolds rather comedically, pulling a small cake from his pouch that he munches on.
"All who seek healing, ensure our enemies are soundly bested and then gather around."
The cleric takes her holy symbol and, when the group has had a chance to respond to her instructions, she utters a prayer; in response a soft glow of white energy spreads through the air in a circle around her for a moment before fading away.
While the others gather, Talathel begins to examine the fountains.
Bedlam nods at Tragershen.
The dwarf helps examining the fountains.
Anzath is impressed to hear a few of her comrades took on a whole army of these things. She hands the ring to Tragershen. What’s good for one wizard is good for the next, she supposes.
As the others investigate the fountains, she steps through the now large hole into the stirge room to take a look around. If she finds any stirge eggs, she’ll squash em.
Tragershen might allow a thin smile to form on his face as he sees magical auras radiating from every fountain. One is illusion, one is necromancy, one is divination, one is enchantment, and one is conjuration. As you can see on the map, the pools have a roughly 5 ft gap between them, plenty of room to navigate.
Let me know the order which you'd like to investigate them and I'll let you know more as you go. Splash around, have a drink, do what you'd like.
Assuming the others are going to be a few minutes, Bedlam takes two to mix Heightened Awareness and Targeted Bomb Admixture Extracts.
Talathel will cautiously step up next to the divination pool and stare in.
"Tragershen, Bedlam, Aurora, do you have any theories on the possible utility of these pools?"
Anzath finds that the room now occupied by stirges was once a bedroom of some kind, and in the back of an old cabinet under a pile of stirge exoskeletons, she finds a mirror and some fine jewelry. Good stuff.
Talathel: as far as you can tell by looking at it, there's nothing magic about this fountain. But Tragershen insists.
Once he is finished, the dwarf quickly--but carefully--places his instruments away. Taking out a notebook and pen, the Alchemist begins studying the pools.
Talathel decides to take a calculated risk.
While holding his spear with his right hand, he dips his left into the water, cupping it. If there is no adverse reaction, he will draw some water to his mouth and drink it.
Drawn by inexorable fate, Bedlam approaches Pool A on the map. When he does, he is overwhelmed with sheer fright, and runs as far and as fast as he can from the fountain, running without paying any attention to where he's going...
Thankfully, he's not so deranged as to have forgotten about the pit trap in this hallway, and it's not until he's just past the pit trap that he catches his breath, and feels... normal again.
Talathel: Nothing happens. The water is clean and cold.
Tragershen narrows his eyes, and then a smile flits across his face. [b"They all bear some sort or magical aura."[/b] He points to them in turn and says "Illusory, divination, enchantment and conjuration. Ware that one, it radiates necromantic power."
Can Trag tell more specifically what they do?
Illusion Spellcraft
Divination Spellcraft
Enchantment Spellcraft
Conjuration Spellcraft
Necromancy Spellcraft
And yeah, Bedlam stomped right up to the Necromantic one, according to the might of d5.
Bedlam returns to the pool room. The dwarf picks up his notebook and pen. He writes some more notes.
He looks at the wizard.
A bit over warning next time?
Bedlam moves on to another pool to investigate.
Trags: The enchantment pool seems very friendly, and you kinda feel like you should take a drink.
The divination pool--in a moment of inspiration, Tragershen borrows the magic dagger from Tal. Unlike the masterwork spear, which had no effect, the water around the dagger glows red--it's a pool of Detect Magic.
The other pools remain mysterious.
Bedlam: you're now standing next to the enchantment pool. While approaching the problem from a slightly different angle, you can tell that this pool is friendly.
Bedlam shrugs moving on to a mystery pool...
Anzath bags the found shiny things and returns to the pool room. She looks curiously at her comrades and their behaviors.
As is Janderhoff custom, she flicks a gold piece into one of the fountains.
Conjuration pool. Tragershen explains that this one's aura is very faint. Neither of you can figure out much about it.