Gaeldrung and Lukaas pound on the vent until it finally goes flying off and lands on the ground in the next room with a loud CLANG.
This room is large and square. The walls glow with a gentle blue light, and the air feels unnaturally cool and dry. Shelves line the walls and stand in ranks through the middle of the room, punctuated by a wooden table and ornate chairs. An imposing, unoccupied desk faces the main entrance to the room. On an easel in one of the aisles is a map of the room.
Lukaas can see several auras on the main doors to the room, likely wards against intruders. The door is so heavily warded it nearly glows.
Several other objects in the room emit auras as well, a few bookshelves throughout the room and a chair near the table.
Lukaas that must be some fancy magic, you've no idea what school its from!
Eldak observes the aura and determines that the aura coming from the chair is a moderate transmutation school spell.
Gaeldrung looks around and notices that in the northern area of the room (away from the table action) there is an easel that looks interesting. Walking up to he glances at the document on it and finds it is a legend of the different shelves and cabinets in the room.
Gaeldrung watches the chair. It's a chair.
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Eldak looks over the picture found by Gaeldrung and approaches the bookshelf labeled Counter Intelligence. He scans the shelves to see if he can find anything of importance.
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The party splits up and begins to rummage through the various material. Lukaas starts to see promising information in his area that could be what they are looking for, but his search is interrupted.
White Eagle keeps his eyes on the chair, wary of it as he walks past it. But once he begins searching the material in earnest something unexpected happens. The chair lunges at his back, smashing viciously into the Shoanti and successfully pulls the shaman into its seat as the arms beginning to tighten and constrict around him.
Initiative: Chair - Party (Lukaas, Zhoron, Eldak, White Eagle, Gaeldrung)
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Well, I didn't knew what to expect with this magical chair... I wasn't expecting that! Hope we'll got more lucky against the chair than we've been against the imp! Gaeldrung, could you make us some quick chopped wood for this winter?
Not waiting to hurt White Eagle, Lukass thinks about magical chairs, trying to remember any weakness, while he prepares a bolt on his crossbow
But his brain is helpless
Because the chair is busy constricting White Eagle, the axe swing from Gaeldrung comes dangerously close to slicing into it. The axe chop misses by an inch and slams into the floor next to it.
Zhoron takes aim and fires a beautiful shot at the chair. Zhoron stares down his arrow, sure that it will strike true. And it does -- only to hit the hard material that it is made from and fall harmlessly to the floor nearby.
Shortly after Zhoron's arrow takes flight one is fired from Lukaas's crossbow. Again, excellent aim and focus allows Lukaas to lock onto the chair and place a bolt squarely in the chair - except that it also seems to strike the chair and fall harmlessly to the ground nearby.
Unfortunately Eldak does not remember much of anything about magic chairs either. However, he does seem to recall that ranged weapons are extremely ineffective against animate objects. Couple with the fact that the chair obviously is extremely hard, it seems that those avenues of attack would likely prove futile at the moment.
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Well, I guess we'd better should fight this chair in close. Our ranged weapons aren't really effective, and there's too much risk hitting White Eagle..Anyone can produce fire? It's a wooden chair, after all.. It should burn!
Lukaas tries to think, and finally an idea springs to his mind
Gaeldrung, come to me, I got a treat for your axe that can give us the needed edge in this fight! Zhoron, try to hit the feet of the chair with your sword to put it down. I'm sure White Eagle will chair-ish you after that!
The chair continues to tightens its arms until it literally squeezes the life from White Eagle. His ribs begin to snap as his lungs are crushed, the chair continuing to tighten around his body.
Once White Eagle is no longer a threat the chair releases him, letting his body slide to the with a thump. After one threat is down the chair rotates towards the closest threat.
Splinters fly everywhere as Gaeldrung blasts a large chunk out of the chair.
Eldak is able to direct the orb of acid into the chair, catching the top of it and bursting the acid all over it. The acid begins to smoke and burn, but does not appear to penetrate the thick material the chair is constructed out of.
Zhoron also cuts a large chunk of the chair off, causing it to wobble and shake unsteadily. The animated object apparently has enough left to continue its fight however.
The chair explodes into Gaeldrung, several of the large splintery sections pierce his body in numerous places causing massive puncture wounds.
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Gaeldrung is suddenly and severely wounded. Hunks of wood are lodged in his arms and his body demands that he retreat to heal, but the hymn played by the skinny man calls to mind the pounding of drums and the clash of arms in the temple. He knows that retreat is not an option now.
With the power of his god in his arms and the song of the bard in his ears Gaeldrung counter attacks with reckless abandon.
Gaeldrung's wound causes so much pain that the half orc is unable to focus properly on his swing, missing by a foot. Zhoron's swing is true and he strikes the chair, but only manages to break off a small chunk of wood this time.