JCServant's Council of Thieves (Inactive)

Game Master JCServant

Seeing the shadows disappearing Aemon looks to Killain. "Is he ok Kyle? Let's get him up and we can search this room properly"

"Killian?...Killian!" Taryin drops to his knees, sending golden fire throughout Killian's body. The magic rips through and tries to heal him, but this wasn't a wound to be healed. Why did we have to get greedy...

Beppo grins as the skull falls to the ground. He turns back to congratulate Kyle, Good sho- and is struck dumb at the sight of Killian's lifeless body and of the commotion it has understandably caused.

He's not dead dead right? ... maybe dead-ish? Mostly dead?

Aemon turns back around after assuming Killian would be healed up. "Wait? he's dead? no he's just hurt.. he's unconscious right Kyle?" He moves over to Killian.

"He's dead. The only way to bring him back is if he has a good relationship with his deity," two hero points, "or we get him some help. Raising him may be a little pricey, but I'd be willing to pitch in to do it."

Wow...gotta be careful in this place. I didn't even see anything lay a hand on him! Must have been that skull.

I totally spaced and did not get the items done this weekend...apologies...I'll get that updated soon. In the mean time, the question is do you press forward a man down, or do you retreat?

Taryin lowers his head in silence for a moment, then picks up Killian. He turns to the others. "We should go." He says simply.

Damaia, sometimes the things we can't see have the most power over us. Edmond says somewhat cryptically and with uncharacteristic seriousness.

And Brandon, I can hear you, there is no need to shout. he says, rubbing his temple. Our mutual friend is going on about Killian. He says we should get him out of here and bring him back if we can. For my own part I agree. I found his overexuberant speeches quite entertaining actually.

If we are careful in leaving, hopefully, we won't run into more of those dolls or alert the dotorri that we were here.

Where does the party go next?

Since the skeleton is at rest, could Kyle search the items and ID them without invoking the wrath? He would like to identify them without taking anything until he comes back.

Also, is it too late for Kyle to lend Killian a hero point to not die?

Kyle looks carefully at the skull and body...and the items being held onto. He hates to interrupt the rest of the dead on one hand... but, on the other hand, he would hate to leave such lovely items behind. Their beauty must be redeemed, not left inside a dusty, dank Pathfinder Lodge.

As he looks carefully, he sneezes from the dusk.

Salud! the skull says, lying on the ground.

Kyle jumps at the voice and looks to see if the others also heard it. "Thank you," he says instinctively.

As an after thought he asks the skeleton a question to see if it answers. "Why do you haunt this place? Is there something I can do to bring you to peace? If you wish it that is."

Peach? Peas? Oh, Peace. Yes,... I can see clearly! Your light has driven the madness from me, for a moment. Yes, the fog is still there. Hazy, but clear. Yes. Who are you, holyman? Who are your friends? Why are you here?

"We need to get him out of here, we'll bring him back." Aemon then turns as the Skeleton begins to talk/ "Madness? You killed our friend or something to do with you killed him explain yourself first Who are you?"

Did I? I do not recall. Pharasma's voice is loud. My apologies if I did. My questions remain unanswered, holyman.

"We are individuals with a common interest to bring change to Westcrown. We came to Delvehaven to remove the evil that threatens our society and hope to reestablish this lodge to honest and good pathfinders which we hope will become a beacon of hope and kindness to our area."

Pathfinders...yes...I am, or was...one. Good. This is good.

The voice sounds detached as it continues.

Or..wait. You could be lying to me, yes? How do I know you are friends of the true Pathfinders?

"You could test us. You already saw that I channel good energy. We also have a fellow pathfinder member here." He motions Brandon to come forward.

Beppo points in the direction of Bredmond / Edandon, specifically their wayfinder. Edmond here is a friend of the pathfinders. As our holy man says - and he is as honest and faithful a servant of Shelyn as you will ever find - we have come to Delvehaven to remove a shadow that lies over this once-great city.

He is, Pathfinder? How can I believe you? Many have tried to lied to take from me!

The bones around the skull shake.

"Edmond has a way finder, show him Edmond what more proof could you need?"

Calm yourself creature. Edmond says, plucking the wayfinder from beneath his shirt.

Br- I am a pathfinder, yes. he says with a certain nonchalance.

A...a wayfinder. Yes, you are a most unusually looking one. I assume that if a priest of the good light supports you that you didn't obtain that by unsavory means. You have convinced me, yes! Now, you have questions...I believe. Ask them! Before the madness of death's grasp overtakes me once again!

Yes, you are a most unusually looking one.

That's rich coming from a talking head. Edmond says tapping a claw on the crown of the skull.

In my day, I was majestic. Handsome. And brave. But now, I am reduced to this. Where are your questions? I do not have long.

"You wouldn't be Loremaster Liriam would you? Could you explain how we could fight off the evil and reopen Delvehaven?""