"Heavens." Robin blinks and closes the book, and takes another look around the room for something useful he may have missed.
Carina twirls her explosive vial between her fingers before lobbing it at the burning goblin skeleton behind his turned buddy.
"Heavens." Robin blinks and closes the book, and takes another look around the room for something useful he may have missed.
[dice=(Perception]1d20+7
He takes a moment to examine the papers on the desk. Most concern surgical procedures meant to enhance the potency of undead, while others contain only the meandering scribbles of a mind descending into madness.
Buried in with the junk is a scroll that seems somewhat interesting and a beaker holder containing four 6-inch tubes filled with different-colored liquids. The glass tubes are sealed at the top, and look like they're meant to be slotted into some other device. Every so often, Robin thinks he sees something in the beakers moving slightly, but it might be a trick of the eye.
He also finds a note.
Carina twirls her explosive vial between her fingers before lobbing it at the burning goblin skeleton behind his turned buddy.
Ranged Touch Attack: Bomb! *Action Point Used!*: 1d20+6+1d6
Damage: 1d6+4
Although the bomb hits easily, it has exactly no effect on the burning skeleton. Its neighbor is equally unaffected.
The lizardman zombie, however, gets burned (more) when it is unable to dodge. It collapses as its rags fully catch fire.
Robin folds the note and tucks it into the book for later reading. He eyes the tubes cautiously and neatly sorts them into his pocket. Interesting? Yes. Immediately helpful? No.
Giving another longing glance to the carpet, Robin heads downstairs again and has his first real look at the room.
Farrukh moves forward, drawing his shield for protection and slashes at the remaining "lizardman" zombie.
Farrukh manages to cut a wide gash in the big zombie's chest. Though the injury is grievous, no pain registers in the creature's red eyes.
Cuetzpalli moves in front of AStraden, motioning Spiny to join him and they attack the skeleton there in unison.
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hit?
The skeleton manages to dodge Spiny's attack. It claws mindlessly at the dinosaur.
Mindlessly and aimlessly.
The burning goblin skeleton scurries with a loud clattering straight at Astraden.
Spiny notices this and lunges, crunching his jaws into the creature's hip and splintering it in two, paying no heed to the scalding flames. For a moment, the flames seem to retract inward, turning bright green. The flame in its eyes dies.
Then the skeleton explodes.
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Meanwhile, the majority of the remaining undead flee for their "lives".
Seeing an opportunity, Carina races over to the unconscious necromancer.
"Come on come on come on please don't be dead..."
She promptly gets to work trying to stabilize him.
Seeing an opportunity, Carina races over to the unconscious necromancer.
"Come on come on come on please don't be dead..."
She promptly gets to work trying to stabilize him.
[dice=Heal (First Aid) *Action Point Used!*]1d20+6+1d6
Carina finds that the necromancer seems to have stabilized on his own.
Spiny and Cuetzpalli attack the rotting skeleton again.
Hit
Crit
Spiny and Cuetzpalli attack the rotting skeleton again.
[dice=Cuet attack]1d20+4 Hit
[dice=Bite]1d20+6
[dice=Claw]1d20+6 Crit
[dice=Confirm]1d20+6
[dice=Claw]1d20+6[dice=Damage]1d8+4-5;1d4+4-5
Surprsingly, it's not Spiny, but Cuetzpalli who inflicts the final blow as he brings the terbutje down, crushing the skeleton's skull all the way into its ribcage.
Robin folds the note and tucks it into the book for later reading. He eyes the tubes cautiously and neatly sorts them into his pocket. Interesting? Yes. Immediately helpful? No.
Giving another longing glance to the carpet, Robin heads downstairs again and has his first real look at the room.
[dice=Perception]1d20+7
The rotting shelves along the west wall hold a set of silver dining utensils worth 200 gp. Robin also finds two bottles' worth of fine wine and a perfectly good half-eaten dinner on the table.
Astraden moves up to the northwest mirror and attempts to shatter it with her rapier. "They say it's bad luck, but our luck couldn't get much worse than a reanimated owlbear."
You guys are remembering bless, right?
Astraden walks over to Carina and crouches down. She rifles through Filge's gear, whispering a spell. "Can someone tie him up?"
Astraden smashes a mirror.
Astraden finds:
"Why don't I just have Spiny sit on him? We're going to kill him after all the vile things he's done here right? I mean, we can talk to him first, but this one's a fiend in mortal flesh. He should be put down."
"Indeed."
"So, let's see if there's anything that looks expensive in here..." Farrukh begins searching the room more thoroughly.
After wiping down the blade of his poleaxe, Tanith retrieves a length of rope and ties up Filge.
"While you lot clean up here, I'm going to search downstairs. Red, you want to join me?"
Filge's fine silver operating instruments look like they're worth something. Farrukh notices a bulge in the owlbear's throat as if it tried and failed to swallow something, though finding out what it is might be messy.
On one of the shelves flanking the operating table rests a glass tube about a foot long and half as wide. A slim green worm bobs in the murky chemical solution within the jar.
Downstairs, Tanith finds the room curiously ransacked of anything remotely valuable. He hears someone tromping about downstairs, and a lot of clanging, like that someone is gathering up a large amount of metal cutlery.
Satisfied that Filge isn't going to bleed out, Carina rises.
"Once he's told us which of these skeletons belongs to Alastor's family, you can do with him as you will. In fact, I think Edgar's starting to get hungry. Are you, Edgar?" She looks at her owletcub before following Tanith downstairs.
As Robin bags the cutlery, he hears the sound of Tanith and Carina upstairs. "Check the siderooms for something useful, friends! And, err...I believe the rug to be expensive, if either of you can identify the fur."
Two syringes loaded with colorful soupy mixtures (both magic). These syringes can be attached to the vials found by Robin to serve as speedy delivery vehicles for potions or poisons administered to the self or others .
A potion, also magic.
A magic amulet—a bird skull on a leather thong.
A dagger.
A key.
"Hey, this was the guy who was super afraid of Seekers." Astraden examines the syringes, the potion, and the amulet, pocketing the dagger and key.
"It doesn't much matter to me," she says to Cuetzpalli, standing up and cricking her back. "I'm going to light a pyre." She carries the human skeleton up next to Filge and moves the goblinoid and lizardfolk bodies on top of the operating table (being careful not to touch the latter with bare skin).
When she sees Farrukh fiddling with the devices, she checks over his shoulder. "Might want to move those out of here. I expect this place will turn into a bit of an oven when I light the corpses." Then she notices the jar. "Wait, what's that?"
She shakes her head. "Looks weird," she says, before heading downstairs to retrieve the mummy and head.
"Be careful to keep the bodies separate, we still need to bury the Lands," Cuetzpalli chimes in while Aatraden works.
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With the first and second floors looted, Tanith retrieves Filge and brings him downstairs along with Carina (and anyone else that wants to tag along) for questioning.
”Okay Red, be ready to blow him up if he tries anything”, the big man warns with a smirk before pouring the contents of a healing potion down the wizard’s throat. ”Time to wake up.”
"Be careful to keep the bodies separate, we still need to bury the Lands," Cuetzpalli chimes in while Aatraden works.
"Yeah, but we want them all to be available when Filge wakes up." When Tanith picks the necromancer up, Astraden sighs and retrieves the skeleton she had placed, following him downward. She also lugs the human skeletons from the entry room into the dining hall where Filge can see them.
When he looks to be coming around, she presses a finger on his forehead, and tiny violet sparks fly from the point of contact. "Which of these are the Lands' bodies?"
Filge's eyes open. He looks around, jaw dropping. "Aw, this is no good. No good at all."
After a moment, he locks eyes with Astraden. "Lands? The hell you talking about?"
"Hey, this was the guy who was super afraid of Seekers." Astraden examines the syringes, the potion, and the amulet, pocketing the dagger and key.
Tanith’s eyes grow wide when he spots the amulet and hears Astraden’s explanation.
”You’re the one that was at Tidwoads!” the big suel explains aloud.
”Why’s this so important to you?” he asks showing his prisoner the golden ring.
"The people whose graves you had Kullen dig up. There should be like five of them." She pulls the key out of her pocket. "And where does this go?"
Carina eyes the prone necromancer, not saying a word.
She scratches Edgar behind his ears.
Farrukh keeps his mouth shut, not being good at the whole interrogation bit.
He pokes at the Owlbear corpse to make sure it won't wake up on him, and then begins slicing its throat open to see what's inside.
Tanith’s eyes grow wide when he spots the amulet and hears Astraden’s explanation.
”You’re the one that was at Tidwoads!” the big suel explains aloud.
”Why’s this so important to you?” he asks showing his prisoner the golden ring.
"Never seen that ring before in me life," Filge snaps, "but that's the sign of the Seekers. They've been trying to get me to sign on for a while. Came to Diamond Lake to study in peace, hear me?"
"The people whose graves you had Kullen dig up. There should be like five of them." She pulls the key out of her pocket. "And where does this go?"
Filge's eyes bulge. "That's what all this is about? I needed helpers, so I had Smenk's white half-orc fetch raw materials. Damn that pink-eyed fiend!"
Farrukh keeps his mouth shut, not being good at the whole interrogation bit.
He pokes at the Owlbear corpse to make sure it won't wake up on him, and then begins slicing its throat open to see what's inside.
Inside, Farrukh finds a small emerald.
Tanith looks at the ring again. "How much is something like this worth? And which of those bodies are the Lands?"
"Yeah, I know, right? What a loser. Seriously though, what's up with the key?"
Tanith looks at the ring again. "How much is something like this worth?"
"What am I, your jeweler?"
"And which of those bodies are the Lands?"
"Hmph." Filge sniffs. "How in the Hells should I know? But if I had to guess, I'd say the corpses that are all at least a decade old are prob'ly from the same family. The fresh guy is the odd one out."
"Seriously though, what's up with the key?"
He rolls his eyes. "I guess someone who gets their rocks off breaking into people's houses might not've seen one before, but that's called a house key. Seeing as you probably messed all my property, feel free to keep it."