"Thanks! But I'm not a psionic, tough. I learned it from a cacique many years ago... Against a group of creatures it is useless, but against a single enemy..." She winks.
She tries to analyse the book, but it's too distracted being proud and cannot do it properly.
looks like 2 assists for Ophe..
Ophelia with the assistance of Halara, and Valkyrie manages to determine the magical properties of the book. Only one room remains on this floor. The door is unlocked and you can hear a low buzzing sound coming from the other end of the door.
Viktor happily kicks the next door open.
Ophelia steels herself for another fight.
"Buzzing sound..." She is ready to burst it open and find out what was there.
Several stacked horizontal shelves hold a number of small, straw-lined bird cages. A stack of parchment, three quills, a pot of ink, and a pile of tiny cylindrical objects cover a nearby table, while a small wooden door is in one corner of the room. Four giant flies buzz around this room. They appear to have been corrupted by the worldwound as each of them has an all too human face with a deformed rasping maw. At the sight of you they begin to buzz loudly and move forward to attack.
One of the flies makes a low buzzing sound and a sphere of darkness surrounds the group turning the already dim lighting into darkness. The other three move forward buzzing as they attack Viktor in the lead.
Two of the flies manage to begin biting Viktor before he can react to their sudden assault.
Once again not having a line of sight, Ophelia simply crosses her arms and sighs. Hopefully, Viktor and Halara will clean things up quickly like the last few times.
Not having any other option Halara tries to attack one of the flies with her reach weapon.
Val will use her 20% miss chance item on Viktor again..
Halara's fauchard arcs upward beautifully slamming into a buzzing annoyance, and cutting it in half. The other two flies seem unaffected by their comrades death as they still focus on Viktor, and the fly in the back gets ready to move forward.
Viktor bellows as he slashes at the one in front of him.
Viktor's blade swings up and connects with on of the remaining flies, but it's unnaturally thick skin seems to resist his blade.
The fly in the back moves forward to attack Viktor while the other two continue to attack the paladin.
All of the flies fail to strike the paladin even with him unable to see them coming his armor keeping him safe from harm.
Unable to get at anything Val holds her action.
"Some light please, anyone?!" Realizing she didn't cause much damage on the first attack, she tries harder!
Viktor chops again! Then he steps back a little, still blocking the room but allowing his allies a better angle.
Hearing a request for Light, Ophelia points the tip of her wand of magic missile at her free hand and snaps her fingers, resulting in a torch of sorts as a glowing sphere appear on the magic device's end.
The flies manage to dodge Viktor's swing as he backs up before they continue to attack Viktor. Buzzing angrily at the paladin for blocking their way.
They seem to dislike the new light level as none of them comes even close to touching much less scratching Viktor's armor.
"These monsters seem to absorb the light!" She starts to think about what could these monsters be, although whatever they were the problem would soon be solved.
Viktor laughs at the pathetic attacks. "This is too easy!"
Halara cuts down a fly with her fauchard slicing deeply into the fly causing it to fall to the ground in a puddle of it's own blood. Viktor's blade cuts deeply into his fly as well, but it's unatturally thick hide still keeps it flying even though it has begun bleeding profusely.
Ophelia continues to maintain her Light spell but does little else since the melee fighters seem to have the battle handled (and also since she still lacks a line of sight).
The two remaining flies attack Viktor with buzzing fury hoping to wound the paladin.
One of the flies almost pierces Viktor's defense only the blessed armor that he is wearing prevents the flies mandibles from sinking in. The other fly scratches ineffectually against Viktor's shield.
The shaman keeps trying to slay the mighty beasts!
With little else to do, Ophelia continues to maintain the Light spell.
Halara slays the fly right in front of her with her fauchard cutting off its wings before it flops to the floor dead.
Viktor laughs and swings his blade again!
[dice=Attack]1d20+8[/ooc]
[dice=Damage]1d8+4[/ooc]
[dice=Miss]1d100[/ooc]
Viktor misses the fly as it buzzes away from his sword before rushing back towards the paladin.
The fly is able to get past Viktor's guard and bite his arm deeply tearing off some flesh. Only Viktor's armor and shield prevent the fly's bite from digging even deeper into his forearm and turning a deep wound into a horrendous one.
Viktor grunts as the bug gets a lucky shot. But his attacks are relentless!
Viktor's blade once again manages to cut the fly, but it's unnatural hide resists the efforts of his blade to bring it down.
Val prays that there will be more room to fight at some point in the future..
The shaman keeps trying to slay the mighty insects!
While still keeping the Light spell focused, Ophelia finds herself wondering about her students. She sighs, knowing that most of them are probably deceased.
Halara's swing easily cuts through the fly's defense and the fly itself. The room falls quiet of the buzzing sound from earlier.
"By Deadeye, that was frustrating. Can somebody get some light in this damnable room?"
"One second!" says Ophelia as she makes her way into the room. Hopefully, her Light spell is up to the task.
Halara adds her own Light spell to her fauchard, and moves in right after Viktor, checking what was there so they could move over to the rest of the complex. They were running out of time for sure.
"Are you hurt Viktor?"
The light doesn't seem to do much, but just a few short seconds later the darkness ends seemingly unable to continue without the fel influence of the flies.
The party moves in.
All that remains in the room are several small bird cages lined with straw on shelves. A table with blank parchment, three quills, and an ink pot. A small wooden door in the corner of the room. The small wooden door appears like it might lead outside, but it also appears locked.
The door remains locked even after facing the wrath of the paladin.
"Just leave it, we don't need to go outside for now. Let's go to the top floor."