The Doors remain in their current position, though they do begin to sweat a little. Wait, no. That's merely Mortimer moisture.
"Yah, huhhh, eeeghuhhh," Mortimer pants, "No, way... not going to happen." Mortimer wipes the sweat off of his brow.
He catches his breath.
"It's magically sealed, as you all said. What does it take to break the seal?" he says, looking at the doors in annoyance.
Solrisa tries to help Mortimer...with a smile.
str to aid
Should it fail...
"Oh Mort, push!" Solirsa beams as Mort gives it his best. She is very proud of him, fail or succeed.
Eidi also casts detect magic to study them "They are too large to knock them open"
"They are affected by enchantments and abjurations..." comments Eidi.
Eri moves up to the tractors and says quietly,
”Try pulling.”
"They are affected by enchantments and abjurations..."
Eri casts Dispel magic on the doors.
[dice=level check +Dispel Focus ] 1d20 +11 [/dice]
Solrisa cheers on Mort to pull as well, helping if needed.
Str to aid
"It's too bad we can't just shape the stone like clay, to make the door not a door anymore, you know? Also, it might not work because the doors are metal, not stone, but still it's a *very* good idea." Solrisa smiles brightly with her very good idea.
"Yeah, that would be cool" Eidi bangs the door with his staff "I could shape it if it where stone. Perhaps prepare a nice statuette" the elder smiles and observes Eri's dispel display hoping it might end the arcane lock.
"Try pulling."
Mortimer scowls briefly at Eri as Sol starts pulling.
"Nah, nah -- Sol, save your strength. This is some abJERKation we can not overcome with our strength," he explains, glancing at Eri when stressing the syllable in the one word he deliberately mispronounces.
He steps back from the door.
"Maybe the Magic guys can pool their resources together and dispel the seal."
He stands by patiently waiting to see what will happen.
His gait slightly measured, Eri steps up to the Doors, and brings his magic to bear upon the barrier, hoping to overcome the Arcane Lock, presumably.
Something resonates, then is quiet, as if a small bell was rung, then muted.
Alien words ripple throughout all of your minds. Only those of you who comprehend the language of the Wind Dukes understand what is said.
Dare not enter the tomb of Icosiol, Lord of Aaqa, Wandering Duke, and Bearer of the Rod of Law. His righteous peace and glorious memory are best left to the ages, and his enemies are best left forever sleeping.
Eri gives the all-clear, and Mortimer secures the handles of the Doors, bringing them to slide effortlessly open.
Before you awaits a mighty storm, contained within the mountain. This chamber contains seven stone columns, each slightly taller than the next, rising slowly from the entrance to a small platform at the far end of the room before a second set of enormous doors. No floor is visible. In its place is a pit of unknown depth, filled with glowing blue fog. Swirling patterns of wind and lightning dance and howl along the walls and ceiling of the chamber, filling the room with a tumultuous roar.
Each of the seven columns appears slightly different. The closest column’s top is level with the ground in the entrance room to the west.
The next column is two feet higher.
The third rises up to the ceiling forty feet above.
The fourth is three feet higher than the second one, but rotates slowly in place.
The fifth column is about one foot higher than the last, its upper surface seems to be covered with a thick layer of what looks like tar.
The sixth column is two feet higher than the previous one, but is made of a lighter colored stone.
A larger column, nearly twice the diameter of the others, stands to the left of the main row.
"Excellent!" Ascaria claps as the magics are lifted and the doors are opened.
He looks at the next chamber critically, "OK... This is a little weird."
Unable to understand the language, he never the less listens carefully, trying to pick out phrases he might match up with what he's heard. Maybe it'll make sense to him in the future. He ponders.
"Well, I think we want to continue on to those next doors. Hopefully they're not as hard to open as these!"
He bounces jovially on the air as he walks with the others toward the next portal.
"Put the cat on the camel's back where the cheese meets up with the aurora. Then put the candle back."
What?! Mortimer shakes his head, as if trying to empty it from strange voices speaking inside of his head in strange languages without his permission.
"How do they do that? Anyone know? Can we make them stop? What did they really mean, anyway?"
Mortimer eyes Eri skeptically when he gives the nod, then strides up to the Doors and flings them open with far more force than is necessary.
"Whoa!" he exclaims in surprise. "That was easy!" He gives a nod of thanks to Eri.
Looking beyond into the airy stormy space, he suddenly jumps back startled before cautionsly re-approaching.
... "Heeeeyyyyyy...." he says, his voice dragging a tone of suspicion. "Is this another one of those Ropetrick dimension space things -- a really fancy one?!"
"Well, I think we want to continue on to those next doors. Hopefully they're not as hard to open as these!"
"Whoa, whoa --" cautions Mort, looking back, "Sol -- Everyone -- why is the Gnome in front?" He hurries after Ascaria.
Sol stays to the back to protect Eidi and Eri, floating above the ground and putting away her shield.
"This is a neat room. I hope I get a nice tomby tomb like this when I die. Or at least some pretty blue flowers to lie with. Either one," Solrisa utters.
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"Or at least some pretty blue flowers..."
Eri casts prestidigitation to create a clunky blue flower and hands it to Sol. ”Don’t go lying down, but here’s a flower to bring some light into this darkness.”
Eri floats to the middle of the pack and keeps up with the group as we saunter.
"If this door needs another dispel magic it will be my last until we sleep again."
The gnome in his zeal steps out into the air of the chamber, just above the first pillar, and is greeted by several small bolts of lightning.
Weapon Equipped = None
Conditions = Magic Vestment (1/11h, +2), Status (1/11h; Eri, Mort, Sol), Airwalk (16/22m), Bless (11/22m)
Life Link (11)(100’) = Edi, Eri, Mort, Sol
Channel Energy (3/9)(7/7) (DC: 23)(Avoid 7, 35’r) (6d6+1+2d6 phylactery)
Amiable Blunder (1/1) (if Diplomacy failed by >5, re-roll to avoid worsening attitude)
Rod of Extend (lesser) (1/3)
Vest of Surgery (1/1) (Heal DC 20 to heal 1d4 ability damage)
Melee Attack: BAB +8/+3, Size +1 Damage: +0
Ranged Attack: BAB +8/+3, Dex +1, Size +1 Damage: +0
Spells (Caster Level 11, Concentration +17)
Once per Day: Arcane Mark,
Zero (16): Create Water, Detect Magic, Detect Poison, Guidance, Light, Purify Food and Drink, Spark, Stabilize
First (17): (6/8) Bless, Cure Light Wounds, Detect Undead, Diagnose Disease, Enhance Water, Liberating Command, Remove Fear
Second (18): (5/8) Burst of Radiance, Cure Moderate Wounds, Lesser Restoration, Light Prison, Pilfering Hand, Status, Suppress Charms and Compulsions
Third (19): (5/7) Cure Serious Wounds, Daylight, Dispel Magic, Magic Vestments, Neutralize Poison, Prayer
Fourth (20): (4/7) Blessings of Fervor, Cure Critical Wounds, Protection from Energy Communal, Restoration, Terrible Remorse
Fifth (21): (4/5) Air Walk Communal, Breath of Life, Cleanse, Cure Light Wounds Mass
Ascaria walks into the room and gets zapped. He quickly backs out again, and stares at the living storm below.
”Cete of Badgers that hurt!” He shouts more out of surprise than pain. ”I can protect us from the electricity for a little while” he says as he pulls out the cure light wounds wand. ”But it won’t last too long under that assault, so we’ll need to be quick. Do we want to investigate this door now? Or check out the lower areas first and come back? I’m game for either, though I must admit these doors have my attention.” he grins looking beyond the pillar room to the next set of doors.
If the party votes to move forward, Ascaria casts Protection from Energy Communal .
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"Oh, look out Ascaria," Sol cries but doesn't leave her post as she trust Mort to protect Ascaria. "If you want to come down here, I'll go look up there, Ascaria. I'm very good at looking!" Solrisa says, but she's really not that good at looking, it's just that Rae was very bad at hiding for very long and eventually was found after getting bored and giving up her hiding spot.
"I'll wait down here until you need me, Ascaria."
"Cete of Badgers that hurt! [...] Do we want to investigate this door now? Or check out the lower areas first and come back? I’m game for either, though I must admit these doors have my attention.”
"Oh, nonononono!" excaims Moritmer, dodging any bolts he needs to to retrieve Ascaria from harms way.
OW! Really?
He hurriedly escorts Ascaria back out of what must certainly be some RopeTrick gone horridly wrong.
"I don't ... I mean ... " he struggles with words while simultaneously trying to wrap his head around what must almost certainly be an unnatural place.
They could have put a sign on the door -- "Kapu!" or something! Is that what that damned voice meant?
"I don't think this is someplace we were meant to be," he explains once they are safe. He looks back into the weird Ropetrick. "Certainly at least -- not now."
He realizes that he is nearly suffocating Ascaria, and immediatly releases his unintentionlal death grip on the Gnome.
He looks back ruefully over his shoulder at the inexplicable space, and shakes his head.
"Maybe -- maybe we should go check out the floor space down below first, eh?"
He pulls the Ginormous doors closed.
"We still might need that electrical protection there, but at least it's 'home' territory."
Eri looks on as Ascaria pays the price yet again for his over exuberance.
"I still have a bit of spell juice left. I'd like to keep going somewhere. This looks like it may need our full attention first thing in the morning. Those armor pots really took a lot out of me."
Ascaria gives Eri a look but says nothing. He just needs some armor or something. Maybe a shield.
He follows Mort's suggestion, "Sure let's go below for now. We can face this tomorrow if we must, but surely we're not done for the day. We need to track down the wormy-overlords before they send another dragon to our town."
"I think we can learn things down here to help that, but we can't dawdle. Let's go below. Should we leave these doors open for now? Will they re-lock if we close them?"
Content to leave them open, Ascaria will follow the others below.
The group leaves the Storm and Pillars Chamber be for now, returning to the Falling River, and descending another 200' to what appears to be the Fall's final bottom chamber. The red waterfall crashes into a pool of jagged rocks in this large cave at the bottom of its descent. An outlet of slow-moving reddish water that seems almost black gurgles away to the southeast.
The cavern beyond is large and wet, longer in the west-east direction and roughly fifty feet north to south. A pale greenish-yellow light reflects off the river and walls downstream, perhaps a hundred feet away to the east—the same light flickers and refracts off tiny crystals in the roof above, almost giving this cavern the feel of being open to the night sky.
At the far end of the Chamber stands a lone figure, bearing a lantern of greenish-yellow light. He doesn't move, looking at you from where he stands.
Eidi studies the pillars for a moment without fully understanding them. The half-elf retreats with the group in the expedition further down the blooded waters.
Once in front of the stranger he makes his voice to be heard "Hello friend" the elder gives the stranger a wide smile "We might be lost. Do you have any idea where are we?"
Ascaria walks up a little ways, smiling broadly, "Hi! I'm Ascaria, this is Edi, Eri, Mort, and Sol. Pleased to meet you!"
He tries to use his smoothest voice.
He aids Eidi if he can.
The sallow-skinned man raises his lantern, the better to see you all. He shakes his head gently, as Eidi, then Ascaria, speaks.
"நான் மிகவும் வருந்துகிறேன், ஆனால் உங்கள் வார்த்தைகள் எனக்கு புரியவில்லை. நான் பேசும் மொழியை இப்போது புரிந்துகொள்கிறீர்களா?"
"I'm very sorry, but I don't understand your words. Do you understand the language I speak, at present?"
Eidi looks back at Ascaria "I do not think you understood a word of that, did you?" asks the Theurge clueless.
The elder is prepared to cast comprehend languages but he has a strong belief, by the halfling's face, that he understood.
Ascaria quickly translates for the group, "He doesn't understand our language, but I can understand his - or at least the one he's using, Undercommon. I'm going to repeat what Eidi said."
Ascaria moves up a little further so he can see the man, but he's careful to do so slowly, and without threat - palms open.
"வாழ்த்துக்கள்! இது எங்கள் சொந்த மொழியாக இல்லை, ஆனால் நீங்கள் கேட்பது போலவே இந்த மொழியையும் நான் பேசுவேன். நான் ஆசிரேரா, இது ஈடி, எரி, மோர், மற்றும் சோரிஸ்ஸா. எடிட் நாங்கள் உங்களை இழக்க நேரிடும், நாங்கள் எங்கிருந்தாலும் சரியாக தெரிந்தால் ஆச்சரியப்படும். நான் புதியவர்களை சந்திக்க விரும்புகிறேன் - நீ யார்?"
- - -
Ascaria steps into the light of the lantern.
Your skin takes on a noticeable cold clamminess. You notice it as soon as you step into the shadowy light of his lantern.
The gaunt man nods approvingly. He lowers his light, bringing it to his side.
Your skin returns to its previous warmth.
"நன்கு சந்தித்தார், சக பயணி! நான் சில நாட்களுக்கு இந்த பத்திகளை ஆராய்கிறேன். இந்த நாளில், எப்படி குடியேறியது என்று நான் ஆச்சரியப்படுகிறேன் என்றாலும், இது ஒருவிதமான ஒரு கல்லறையாகும் என்பது எனக்கு தெரியும். என் பெயர் மோர்ட்டோ, ரேவன்ஸ்டோவின் மார்குஸ். இது நிறுவனத்தின் ஒரு இன்பம். சொல். நீங்கள் எப்படி இந்த இடத்திற்கு வந்தீர்கள்? நீ என்ன கண்டுபிடித்தாய்?"
"Well met, fellow traveler!! I myself have been exploring these passages for some days. I'm pretty sure this is a tomb of some sort, though I'm surprised at how inhabited it is, to this day. My name is Moreto, Marquis of Ravenstone. It is a pleasure to have company. Tell me. How did you come to this place? And what have you found?"
Ascaria shudders a moment and it passes. He thinks about the experience a moment before continuing.
He tells the party, "He says his name is Moreto, the Marquis of Ravenstone. He's been traveling down here for a few days and thinks it's a tomb of some kind. He wants to know how we came to be here, and what we've found so far."
You are unaware of either the name 'Moreto', or 'Ravenstone', though you are at least aware of Flycatcher's awareness of the Marquis, as Marquis not of Ravenstone, but of 'the River'.
Not wanting the Gnome to get too far ahead, Mortimer rushes ahead of Ascaria.
Undercommon?!
"He says his name is Moreto, the Marquis of Ravenstone. He's been traveling down here for a few days and thinks it's a tomb of some kind. He wants to know how we came to be here, and what we've found so far."
Mortimer crouches in so he can hear Ascaria better, but doesn't take his eyes off of Gaunty.
He whispers, "'Morteto'? What is he, some kind of dreamer? Why does he think it's a tomb?" He looks at the Party, suppressing the urge to shake his head. "Nah, I don't like it. Didn't the spider say 'River Marquis'? Doesn't it sound like he's been here a longer than you say he implied? I say we make something up, and tell him that instead."
He straightens up a little. "Oooh!" he suddenly cries out in dismay. He pokes the gnome in the shoulder with his index finger before crouching in again.
"Teach me Undercommon!"
Eidi nods as Ascaria translates "Hmm... Ravenstone you say?"
"Well, we have been fighting salamanders and shadow spiders, but so far we have just found an extasis chamber and this blood river" explains the half-elf, trying to take hints at what Ascaria is observing at Moreto.
"Teach me Undercommon!"
"Happy to Mort, but it'll take a while. Not something I can do right now, you understand. It's a complex language."
He turns back to the Marquis and says, "நாங்கள் சலாமாண்டர் மற்றும் நிழல் சிலந்திடன் போராடினோம், ஆனால் இதுவரை நாம் ஒரு, மின், மின் கட்டணம் வசூலித்த அறை மற்றும் இந்த இரத்த ஆற்றலை, அதன் சொந்த வழியில் மிகவும் அழகாகக் கண்டோம்."
"ஆனால் உன்னுடையது என்ன? நாங்கள் இங்கே ஒரு குறுகிய நேரமாக இருந்திருக்கிறோம், நீங்கள் இங்கு நாட்கள் வந்துவிட்டீர்கள், நிச்சயமாக சொல்ல உனக்கு சில கதைகள் இருக்க வேண்டும்! தயவுசெய்து, அவற்றை பகிர்ந்து கொள்ளுங்கள். நீங்கள் இங்கு என்ன கண்டுபிடித்துள்ளீர்கள் - கண்கவர் கண்ணோட்டம்?" he adds with excitement.
"But what of you? We've only been here a short time, you've been here for days, surely you must have some stories to tell! Please, share them. What have you found down here - anything spectacular?" he adds with excitement.
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This man is somewhat of an enigma. Placing this location of Ravenstone allows your mind to wander over geographical fixtures and possible map names. You can vaguely place this man's origins within the Underdark, or Darklands, if you'd prefer. Likely in the second layer, the largest region known as Sekamina.
The Lantern he possesses is equally strange. It is called a Ghoul-Light Lantern, a necromantic green glow. You know at least that it is considered bright light against those with light sensitivity, such as drow. Moreto is currently preventing its light from touching on you directly. Perhaps it might shed more light on its fuller functions, should it bathe you in its light...
Moreto taps his lantern, and its light is diminished, allowing the light from the party to suffice for all.
"ஆம், ஆமாம். தி ஷேடோ ஸ்பைடர். அது எல்லாவற்றிற்கும் மேலாக, பசி பிரின்ஸ் என்று அழைக்கப்பட்டது. குறைவான புத்திசாலித்தனமான உயிரினங்களில் நான் அரிதாகவே காணப்படுகிறேன். நீங்கள் எந்த நேரத்திலும் அதைக் கொல்ல முடிந்ததா? இது ஒரு சண்டை போட, மற்றும் நான் கடைசி நேரத்தில் பின்வாங்குவது கண்டுபிடிக்கப்பட்டது. அது என்னைப் பின்தொடரவில்லை என்பதில் எனக்கு ஆச்சரியமாக இருக்கிறது, எனவே நான் எங்கே இருப்பேன் என்று பாதுகாப்பாளர்களில் ஒருவராக நானும் பொறுப்பேற்கிறேன். நீங்கள் குறிப்பிட்டுள்ள இந்த சமாந்தரத்தை சந்திக்க எனக்கு வாய்ப்பு இல்லை. நான் அதை உயர்த்தியிருக்கலாமா? நான் ஆச்சரியப்படுகிறேன்."
"Ah, yes. The Shadow Spider. It called itself The Hungry Prince, of all things. An arrogance I rarely come across in lesser intelligent creatures. Did you, uh, manage to kill it by any chance? It put up quite a fight, and I found myself retreating at the last moment. I'm surprised it didn't pursue me, so I suspect it's responsible as one of the guardians to remain where it does. I didn't have a chance to meet this salamander you mention. Might I have met it higher up? I wonder."
Ascaria turns to the party, "He's hedging. He says he knows the spider is called the Hungry Prince - he met it and had to withdraw. He didn't meet the salamander though. But he's not saying much! I'll press him."
"ஸ்பைடர் என்ற பெயருக்கு நன்றி, ஆனால் அதைக் கொன்றுவிட்டால் தேவையில்லாதது, நீங்கள் சொல்வதுபோல் அது மிகவும் எதிரி! அது உண்மையில் சற்று வடிந்து விட்டது."
"ஆனால் உங்கள் வழி என்ன என்று நீங்கள் கூறவில்லை. என்ன வரவிருக்கிறது? நீங்கள் கீழே இருந்து வந்தால் எங்கிருந்து வந்தீர்கள்? யார் நீ?"
"But you didn't say what's your way. What is upcoming? Where did you come from if you came from below? Who are you?"
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Moreto smiles upon Ascaria, as the Underconversation continues.
"என் நடத்தை எங்கே? நீங்கள் நிச்சயமாக, நிச்சயமாகவே இருக்கின்றீர்கள். நான் கடந்த காலத்தைப் பற்றி நினைவிருக்கிறதை விட, வரவிருக்கும் விஷயங்களில் கவனம் செலுத்துகிறேன். சரி, என்னுடைய கடந்த காலத்தில் நிச்சயமாக என்ன இருக்கிறது. நதி எப்போதும் கீழ்நோக்கி செல்கிறது, ஆனால் அதுவும், மீண்டும் மீண்டும் குளங்கள் இல்லாத ஒரு அருவருப்பான உயரமான நீர்வீழ்ச்சியாக முடிவடைகிறது. ஆனால் நீங்கள் சிந்திக்க வேண்டிய அபாயகரமான வழியாகும். இது இருண்ட நிலப்பகுதிகள் மற்றும் இருள் மற்றும் அதன் தீங்குகளை தாங்கிக்கொள்ள முடியாதவர்களுக்கு ஒரு ஆபத்தான தங்கம். நான் நீண்ட வழிகளில் பயணம் செய்திருக்கிறேன். நான் ஒரு பயணியாக இருக்கிறேன். நீங்கள் செகாமினாவைக் கேள்விப்பட்டிருக்கிறீர்களா? சில நேரங்களில் நான் அங்கு வசித்து வந்தேன். நிலங்களைப் பற்றி அற்புதமான விஷயங்களை நான் கேட்டிருக்கிறேன். நான் அங்கு பயணம் செய்ய விரும்புகிறேன். ஒருவேளை நாங்கள் திரும்பிப் பார்க்க தீர்மானித்தால், கம்பெனி வைத்திருக்கலாம்."
"Where are my manners? You're right, of course. I tend to focus on things to come, more than I reminisce about what is past. Well, what is in my past, of course. The River travels ever downwards, but it, too, comes to an end as an obscenely tall waterfall that never pools again. But this is a hazardous way you contemplate. It is the Darklands, and a dangerous sojourn for those unable to endure the darkness and its denizens. I have traveled a long ways. I am a traveler. Have you heard of Sekamina? I lived there for some time, before deciding on a change of scenery. I have heard wonderful things about the Lands Above. I wish to travel there, and live out the remainder of my days in the light. Perhaps we might keep company, when you wisely decide to return?"
The Marquis is doing well to keep the conversation shallow, and avoid the deeper waters of his reasons for his journeying.
Mortimer folds his arms and tries not to scowl. What's with all the banter? Are we 'girlfriends' now?
"So the guy apologized for his manners." Ascaria begins translating, "He said the river continues downward to a tall waterfall that falls into the Darklands. He says he's from Sekamina, anyone heard of that place? I haven't."
"Anyway, he lived there a while and is now curious about the lands above and wishes to live out his days in the land of light. He wants to travel with us a while."
Though it's clear the man said a lot, that's the synopsis Ascaria gives.
"I dunno. His lantern bothers me. Something about him feels wrong - but maybe that's just the spider counseling us against him." Ascaria looks somewhat uncomfortable and confused.
He turns back tot he man briefly, "என் சக நண்பர்களிடம் ஒரு கணம் கொடுக்கட்டும். நிச்சயமாக ஒரு விஷயம், நீங்கள் வேறு ஏதாவது பேச வேண்டும் போகிறோம் பின்னர் கீழ். இது மேற்பரப்பில் மிகவும் பொதுவானதல்ல. எங்களுக்கு பல வேறுபட்ட மொழிகள் உள்ளன, ஆனால் இன்னும் சில பயனுள்ளவை. ஒருவேளை நான் உங்களுக்கு கற்பிக்க முடியும் ... நாம் நீண்ட காலமாக இருந்தால்." he grins.
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He turns back to the party, "So what are we going to do? Should we trust him? He may know something of the worms... or he may just be a traveller with his own agenda and be useless in that regard."
Ascaria walks up a little ways, smiling broadly, "Hi! I'm Ascaria, this is Edi, Eri, Mort, and Sol. Pleased to meet you!"
Solrisa curtsies as she is introduced, beaming and smiling and making nice while they speak with the figure.
While she is smiling, she looks at the figure with her Dragon's Eyes.
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Eidi observes Moreto, then he looks at his lantern "A Ghoul-Light Lantern. A necromantic green glow. That might bother the kind of creatures not used to bright light in the Darklands." the half-elf looks at Ascaria "Ravenstone matches as a reference to a region of Sekamina. So it seems there is some truth on his words"
"I wonder why he wants to visit the surface. It is not normal for Darklands denizens to want good on the surface dwellers" comments Eidi averting his eyes "But he seems not a bad one. I guess he might help us on our search. Does he know anything about the Wind Dukes?"
"So the guy apologized for his manners."
"Hrmm, 'Darklands'?" Mortimer mutters, continuing to stare at the Gaunt. "I dunno, everything about that guy bothers me. I can't quite put my finger on it. That lantern's light reminded me of that Wraith corridor under Dourstone."
He scratches his beard thoughfully.
"'Darklands'," he mutters again. "I think maybe this guy is Evil and very powerful, but I think he's lost and trapped down here, and needs our help to get out... and I don't think 'letting him out' should be an option."
"What do you think, Eri, Solrisa?"
Eri tries to mask his distrust of the stranger.
”I am not comfortable with some random dude down here waiting for us to arrive.”
As Solrisa steps in front of Ascaria, Moreto frowns.
"சரி, அது துரதிர்ஷ்டமானது. மற்றும் முரட்டுத்தனமான. உங்கள் தோழி என்னை ஒரு சுருக்கமாக குறைக்க முற்படுகிறார்."
"Well, that is unfortunate. And rude. Your companion seeks to reduce me to an abstract."
Moreto does indeed detect as evil. And strongly.
If Moreto senses your distrust, he doesn't demonstrate it in his behavior.
The lantern and its bearer are a fresh thing for you.
Moreto shakes his head, looking to the gnome for a reply.
Ascaria smiles, "ஆமாம், நான் மன்னிப்பு கேட்க வேண்டும், அவள் மிகவும் முரட்டுத்தனமாக இருக்க முடியும். ஆனால் இவை நிச்சயமற்ற காலங்களாகும், கடந்த காலங்களில் எங்களுக்குத் துரோகம் செய்த ஒரு பெரும் தீமைக்கு எதிராக நாங்கள் இருக்கிறோம் - உயிர்களை இழந்தோம். எனவே நாம் விழிப்புடன் இருக்க வேண்டும்."
"நீங்கள் இந்த தீய ஒரு பகுதியாக இல்லை? நீங்கள் இருந்தால் நான் ஆச்சரியப்படுகிறேன், மற்றும் எளிய பேச்சு இருந்து ஒரு வழி அல்லது மற்றொரு தெரிந்து கடினம். பல பொய்யர்கள் உங்களைப் பார்க்க பொய் சொல்வார்கள். நான் உங்களைப் பற்றிய அதே அச்சங்களைக் கொண்டிருப்பதாக சந்தேகிக்கிறேன். கடந்தகால செயல்களை நீங்கள் பார்க்க முடியாவிட்டால் எப்படி தீர்ப்பீர்கள்?"
"You are not a part of this evil are you? I wonder if you are, and it's hard to know one way or another from simple speech. So many evil people are prone to lie you see. And I suspect you have the same fears about us. How do you judge if you cannot see a persons past deeds?"
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"Sol, what have you found?"
Solrisa looks at Ascaria even as her sword rasps from its sheath. But outside of taking a defensive posture in front of Ascaria, she takes no aggressive action.
"This one is very evil. Very very very evil," Solrisa tells the party. "It is not to be trusted."
Bless?
Hits: 81 (79) AC:27 (32 on an AoO)
Slots: 6/8
KO: 1 / 2
StunningFists: 10/11
(Innate: Dragon Style, Improved Critical, Stunning Fist)
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AC 25, 30 on AoO, 24 Touch; 81/81 HP
BAB = +11/+6/+1 (level 10)
ToHit = 1d20+16+1+1 (Weapon Focus, Amulet)
RHit = 1d20+18-2 (-3 more to hit on Power Attack, +1 Weapon Focus, +6 dam on Power Attack, +1d6 if cold)
LHit = 1d20+18-2 (-3 more to hit on Power Attack, +1 Weapon Focus, +6 dam on Power Attack, +1d6 if cold)
THit = 1d20+13-2 (-3 more to hit on Power Attack, +1 Weapon Focus, +6 dam on Power Attack, +1d6 if cold)
FHit = 1d20+8-2 (-3 more to hit on Power Attack, +1 Weapon Focus, +6 dam on Power Attack, +1d6 if cold)
Throw = 1d20+16
Fort+10 (+4 vs inhaled and contact poisons, +2 vs. disease)
Reflex+13
Will +7
(Cloak +2)
Slots 8/8
Initiative +4
CMD = 32 (10+ BAB + Str bonus + Dex bonus, 31 Maneuver Training Grapple +2, 30 Manuever training Disarm, +2 class feature "AC Bonus" at level 4/9)
+1 Grapple (Armbands), +3 Grapple MT, +2 Improved Grapple (+6 total)
+2 Disarm MT
+1 Overrun MT
"This one is very evil. Very very very evil," Solrisa tells the party. "It is not to be trusted."
Yeh!
Mortimer hurls a tangleburn bag at Moreto, and advances, 'vaulting' himself into the air as he does .
for
"You were saying?" he asks Moreto, fists raised.
Eidi grumbles to himself "But that he is able it doesn't mean that his goals do align to ours here good people" the half-elf tries to talk before it is too late, but he knows the blood is probably boiling already "The spider wanted him dead, so that is a good indication he might have a relevant role to play in our close future. I would better see what he has to bring to us. Let's make a truce with him and work together"
The elder tries to make his words in a tone Moreto can appreciate he is trying to place arguments to peace things off before it is too late.
Weapon Equipped = None
Conditions = Magic Vestment (1/11h, +2), Status (1/11h; Eri, Mort, Sol), Airwalk (16/22m), Bless (11/22m)
Life Link (11)(100’) = Edi, Eri, Mort, Sol
Channel Energy (3/9)(7/7) (DC: 23)(Avoid 7, 35’r) (6d6+1+2d6 phylactery)
Amiable Blunder (0/1) (if Diplomacy failed by >5, re-roll to avoid worsening attitude)
Rod of Extend (lesser) (1/3)
Vest of Surgery (1/1) (Heal DC 20 to heal 1d4 ability damage)
Melee Attack: BAB +8/+3, Size +1 Damage: +0
Ranged Attack: BAB +8/+3, Dex +1, Size +1 Damage: +0
Spells (Caster Level 11, Concentration +17)
Once per Day: Arcane Mark,
Zero (16): Create Water, Detect Magic, Detect Poison, Guidance, Light, Purify Food and Drink, Spark, Stabilize
First (17): (6/8) Bless, Cure Light Wounds, Detect Undead, Diagnose Disease, Enhance Water, Liberating Command, Remove Fear
Second (18): (5/8) Burst of Radiance, Cure Moderate Wounds, Lesser Restoration, Light Prison, Pilfering Hand, Status, Suppress Charms and Compulsions
Third (19): (4/7) Cure Serious Wounds, Daylight, Dispel Magic, Magic Vestments, Neutralize Poison, Prayer
Fourth (20): (4/7) Blessings of Fervor, Cure Critical Wounds, Protection from Energy Communal, Restoration, Terrible Remorse
Fifth (21): (4/5) Air Walk Communal, Breath of Life, Cleanse, Cure Light Wounds Mass
Ascaria laughs as Mort surges ahead with his own righteous fury.
"நான் எங்கள் கைதிக்கு பதிலாக எங்கள் கேள்விகளை கேட்க வேண்டும் என்று நினைக்கிறேன்!"
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If he has an opportunity, he'll cast Prayer .
”Ah sheet, here we go!”
Eri (if possible) uses Empower Spell to cast Scorching Ray. (no save)
For the giant's surprise hostility, Moreto agilely bends to allow the tangleburn bag to pass him by.
"நான் நினைக்கவில்லை. உங்கள் உரையாடல்கள் முடிக்கப்படுவதற்கு முன்பாக நீங்கள் செயல்படுவது மிகச் சிறியது என்று நினைக்கிறேன். இதுவரை நான் உங்களிடம் விருந்தோம்பல் எதையும் காட்டவில்லை. இப்போது நீங்கள் விரோதப் போக்கைக் காட்ட என்னைக் கேட்கிறீர்கள், என்னைத் தேர்வு செய்ய வேண்டாம்."
"I think not. Your companions must think very little of you to act before our conversation concluded. I have shown nothing but hospitality to you, until now. Now, you ask me to show you hostility, and leave me no choice."
Eidi moves in front of Solrisa and turns towards the group raising his hands in a sign to resettle and think what is going on "Please friends! Let Ascaria finish dealing with this. We cannot judge the people of this world by the nature of their race. What might be evil for us, is just natural for them. We do not know the exact motivations of Moreto, he has not been violent against us or anyone we know, despite the spider. We should respect minorities of the world..." although the elder tries to explain himself, things go to fast for a long speech.
The half-elf sets himself in total defense, ready to take the hits, whether from Moreto or his own party.
Moreto watches with some interest in Eidi's intervention, but it doesn't assure him altogether. He retreats around the bend, without losing line-of-sight on Ascaria. At the same time, he whispers something, while producing a glass bead, and shattering it between his forefinger and thumb.
Moreto has cast Lesser Globe of Invulnerability.
The gaunt man speaks up again.
"காத்திரு. அவர்கள் வன்முறைக்கு முடிவு செய்யவில்லை."
"Wait. They haven't decided on violence, yet."
It's not clear that Moreto is speaking directly to you, at this moment. He's certainly looking directly at you, but his mannerisms suggest that he's not projecting his gestures for your benefit.