Enhancement on Satinder for +2 strength for a round, then Dantes helps push.
+2 to her strength check.
Chumtooth also lends his strength against the stubborn door, unwilling to admit it bested him.
"Teamwork friends, that always does the trick.."
Satinder looks around at their smiles, and then slyly adds
".. and of course listening to your cap'n doesn't hurt either."
Satinder then looks in to the room and feels dissapointed, before walking in, ready for trouble.
Chumtooth glares at the door for a moment, clearly feeling that it offended his pride.
He enters the room with the Captain, and scans the area for anything unusual.
"There's got to be more here than bones."
Dantes will follow along after Chumtooth, helping look for anything meaningful.
Aid another
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A search of the room reveals only one thing, a long-forgotten amulet that sits in one corner, tarnished and covered in dirt and dust. Closer examination shows it to be made of bone.
Chumtooth picks it up and shows it to Dantes. The wizard examines it and pronounces, "This little jewel makes the wearer's flesh tougher."
Upon hearing the dwarven master arcanist explain the abilities of the wearer, Satinder turns around and walks back into the hallway.
"Chum, your force is formidable, but if we find more doors that need opening.. Maybe this amulet will aid you in bolstering your anger, and help aim it towards doors?"
She chuckles and swishes her blade, pretending to carve the door in half and looks over her shoulder.
"..Or maybe you reckon you don't need it..?"
Chumtooth watches Satinder make a playful, imaginary attack at the invisible door.
"If doors were made of meat and bled, none would stand against Chu-..m-me," Chumtooth replies, self-correcting to a personal pronoun.
Chumtooth approaches Satinder and holds out the amulet to her.
"Bone not taken from a slain enemy cannot strengthen a warrior," the Kuru says in a self-evident tone.
"You are captain. You may keep the bone or give as gift to any you choose."
"Yep. Okay. Let's see if there's anything more interesting in this cave."
Chumtooth hands the pendant to Satinder, and then leaves the room. He approaches the North door and once again attempts to prove his mettle against the rotting wood.
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This time the door gives way easily, opening into a darkened some 15 feet wide and 30 feet in length. At the far end of the chamber, leaning against the wall, are four small fetish masks, each about three feet high. The masks are made of lacquered wood and were once brightly painted, but have since faded to a shell of their former glory.
Dantes frowns at the discovery. Not the mountain of treasure I'd hoped for..
He steps closer to the masks, casting a small spell and considering their worth.
Casting detect magic on them, and appraising
Chumtooth kneels near where the darts landed. He tries to determine if the darts are damaged beyond use. If not, he tries to determine if they could be fired from his blow-gun.
Assuming the darts are still in usable condition, Chumtooth carefully collects them and places them in his his poison dart sheath.
If they appear to be too damaged to fire, he leaves them on the floor.
"That was close. Perhaps there is a way to remove the masks without making more darts fire? I understand the mechanisms on a conceptual level, but I have little practical experience analyzing and disarming them."
"I could light them on fire," Victoriana suggests.
"I don't know, I don't like them one bit. Could we hack one of them off, without being in the line of fire?"
Satinder looks around, inspecting them from a safe distance.
"What the... Did one of them move? Or..."
She looks at the others, concern in her eyes...
"Keep low. There might be people behind those masks." she whispers, as she slides forward and tries to stop underneath those masks.
Chumtooth stows the darts carefully in his poison sheath, and then stands to face the masks.
He hefts his harpoon to his shoulder in a throwing position, then looks to Satinder.
"Shall I do tar-get practice with the masks, Cap-i-tan?" he asks.
"If you see any of them move again, throw!" Satinder states, intrigued by the masks.
"Aye, Cap-i-tan,"
Chumtooth watches the masks carefully. At the slightest sign of movement, he hurls his harpoon.
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Satinder slides in close, but as she does so, the masks are suddenly thrown aside, revealing three small humanoids that look like fetish dolls.
Chumtooth's harpoon immediately leaves his hand, but the little man dodges it easily. In response, the creature raises a blowgun and spits a dart at Chumtooth. Fortunately, the dart goes wide, missing the lumbering kuru.
One of the creatures draws a knife and attacks Satinder, but likewise misses with the attack.
INITIATIVE
Foe 1
Foe 3
Satinder
Foe 2
Dantes
Victoriana
Chumtooth
Knowledge (nature)
"Bah, flayers! Fast and tough little buggers. I should have know when they used poisoned darts. I hope the little buggers haven't ruined any of the treasure here!"
Satinder spins around, her sword slashing the middle creature faster than she thought possible. Her reflexes seemed enhanced, though that might just be the adrenaline talking.
She then moves aside, putting her back to the wall, allowing Chumtooth to do what he does best: maul!
With little interest in wasting a spell just yet, Vic sits and waits to see if the little monsters are a real threat.
Chumtooth moves forward and attempts to smash the creature with his morningstar.
Dantes taps Chumtooth on the shoulder, imbuing him with a bit of arcane might to bolster his strength. Augment, giving a +2 bonus to Strength for one round.
Satinder, her back against the wall, slashes at the same "creature" once again, trying to strike low but eventually switching to a slash up high.
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Dantes taps Chumtooth on the shoulder, empowering the towering warrior even further. Chumtooth smashes his morningstar into one of the creatures and it squeals loudly, but remains standing. The one nearest Satinder (#1) counterattacks and catches the captain with its blade. Another (#3) strikes at Chumtooth, but misses. Satinder returns the blow against the one that hit her, eliciting a squeal from the creature, as it slumps to the floor.
The one that Chumtooth hit (#2) lashes out at Satinder, but misses.
Flayer #2: 35 hp
Flayer #3: 25 hp
Chumtooth tries to smash the one attacking him with his morningstar.
He follows his swing with a lunging bite.
Vic summons a flaming sphere on one of the flayers.
"Save the spells, these creatures are mostly annoyinhg but hardly lethal. Pick up a weapon and distract them, so me and Chum can finish them off quickly."
Satinder steps up her attack, slashes low and up, trying to get the creature between the legs.
Dantes grimaces at the captain's order, but obeys. He draws forth his battleaxe and swings it at the flayer that Chumtooth is engaged with, hoping the swipe will distract the little critter.
Aid another to give Chumtooth +2 to hit. Vs. AC 10
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Dantes attempts to aid Chumtooth, but is unsuccessful. Vic's flaming sphere injures #3 and Chumtooth nearly finishes it off, but it stubbornly remains standing. It returns the attack against the kuru, but misses.
Satinder misses #2, and it strikes back at her, also a clean miss.
Flayer #2: 35 hp
Flayer #3: 2 hp
Vic rolls her flaming sphere again (if Chumtooth takes that one down, she'll target the other).
Chumtooth swings his morningstar again, trying to crush the creature once and for all.
He lunges in the backswing, trying to tear it apart with his teeth.
"Keep pressing the assault!"
Satinder keeps attacking, dodging and weaving to find a proper place to sink her blade in the creature's neck!
Dantes again swings his axe at the flayer that Chumtooth is engaged with, hoping the swipe will distract it.
Aid another to give Chumtooth +2 to hit. Vs. AC 10
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Satinder slashes at #2, but misses by a broad stroke. The creature attempts to return the attack and cuts a gash in her arm. Dantes swipes at #3, causing it to stumble into the path of Chumtooth's morningstar! Vic directs her ball of flame towards #2, the creature shrieking in pain as the sphere makes contact. As the third one stumbles to avoid Dante's swing, it crosses into Chumtooth's attack, and the morningstar smashes it into a red goo!
Vic rolls the flame again. "For little guys, they sure take a lot of hits, huh."
Chumtooth draws back his morningstar in a spray of blood and swings it at the last remaining flayer.
He lunges with his jaws, trying to tear it to pieces.
"Victoriana, take a weapon and come aid us. I enjoy your firey ball, but we could use your assistance!"
Satinder continues her attack as before.
Dantes gingerly steps over the petite corpse, trying to help surround the remaining nuisance.
5' step, and aid another for Chumtooth to hit bonus . Alas.