Round 16
Rouqar flies over by the gate (outside) and channels energy to harm the undead.
Between Beorn's arrows, Eve's whip, and Rouqar's channel the flow of the undead ceases long enough for Renia to close the gate on his own. Loarin follows Renia to release another channel.
Let's get that gate closed and clear inside the walls, check the building.
Beorn continues to fire at undead until they are cleared from inside the fort. Then he has Reaper drop to the ground where he dismounts. Nocking an arrow he says, "Let's clear some buildings and let us hope there are no mountain trolls about."
Rouqar flies back inside and lands. "Before we go searching for more trouble is anyone badly hurt? I've got some healing left and a wand if needed."
"No injuries yet." Beorn says, "But, I just got here and the night is still young."
I'm good, Flouncy says, still invisible.
Renia nods. His black carapace is badly mauled, leaking mysterious luminescent fluids. "I got pretty badly beat up, but at least we can catch our breath for now."
Rouqar focuses on healing the wounds on Renia, using some low level spell slots.
Renia nods. "Thanks, Rouqar."
Rouqar looks over at the burning building. "Are there enemies in there burning? If not or if we don't know maybe we should quench the flames in case there's anything of use within it. ??"
Good idea.
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Loarin looks at Rouqar confused. He stops concentrating and walks to the side to have a seat and heal himself.
A round later the fire winks out of existence. Most of the walls are still smoking as the timbers are at least still very, very hot. Small flames can be seen here and there. Which likely is the target of your water spell.
Rouqar quickly douses the outer wall and ceiling on this side.
You can see that there is no light or movement coming from the arrow slots.
"Did any of the caster's staffs survive the fight? Can examine them later but somebody should gather them and scan the area for magic?"
Beorn concentrates for a moment speaking the words needed to channel the energy and then begins to sweep the area with detect magic active. Any items he finds he notifies the others and then places them in his pack. If they are spiky he wraps them, if they are long like a stave then he puts them in his quiver.
Flouncy, still invisible, also detects magic as an SLA, and helps Beorn spot anything of value, and anyone who might still be around.
Renia gestures at himself and Roquar. "We just got here. Do any of you know what happened here? Where all these undead came from?"
Picking up the wands or staffs of the undead gives off a shock. If fully grasped as if to use it then you feel negative levels.
Beorn picks up his third staff and it explodes! Fire damage Reflex DC 18 for half. Also Will save DC 22 or the other staffs go off as well.
Flouncy has collected two so far when Beorn spouts fire.
Once they know that the magic items of the undead are cursed and possibly trapped Rouqar stops. "I guess it shouldn't be a surprise that they'd trap everything too. We can destroy them once we've cleared this place."
"Undead have plagued my existence from the beginning. We need to find the casters and destroy them, and see if there is any information leading to their masters."
"Beorn? How bad are you hurt? We shouldn't be chasing enemies while hurting."
Seeing the exploding staff, Flouncy just drops his before they go off, too.
As Beorn fails his Will save he feels another explosion building up in his quiver,
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He offers, "Five of the casters went into the building I was burning. I think one ran off that way but you and Eve took care of that one right? Who wants to go in and see? I can... I wonder if they failed their saves and cannot see us?"
With shield in one hand he approaches the door. Opens it and goes in...
Rouqar follows.
He offers, "Five of the casters went into the building I was burning. I think one ran off that way but you and Eve took care of that one right? Who wants to go in and see? I can... I wonder if they failed their saves and cannot see us?"
Flouncy goes along. We should take them down, if we can.
Beorn dumps the quiver, while dealing with the pain of the one that just went off in his hand. He'd rather have to pick up a mess than lose his quiver.
Renia shrugs and heads toward the now-quenched building, intent on kicking in the door. "Let's drag 'em out here and ask some pointed questions, then."
With the arrows and other items dumped from his quiver, another of the wands goes off, destroying the few arrows touching it.
Walking in you see that the walls are black and charred from the heat. There are piles of bones on the floor. Walking around you find that most of the items within were burnt. Small fires are here and there.
Making it up to the third floor you find that all of the rooms are vacant. No signs of remains from the flaming strike, not even ash, so no signs of anything dying. The largest room is luckily on the far side of the fort and barely touched by the fire.
You walk into a large bedroom with maps on the walls, desks, and tables. A large wooden trough is in the center of the room, the water is moving. The bed has the blankets thrown to the side. A few moments and a head emerges from the water gasping for air and quickly drops back into the water.
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As they head into the dark hallways he activates light putting it on the front of his shield in case anyone needed some light. Cautiously moving around and checking on the bodies and any signs of threats before anything else.
As they came upon small fires he used create water as well to quench the fires and also on any warm spots.
Up on the third floor in the spacious room, he walks forward, takes a knee and puts his hand in the water to find her wrist, pulling her up. The bulk of his armor and shield block the nakedness of the woman before them. "We are here to help. Could someone get her a cloak or robe or something?"
She has long black hair and mesmerizing eyes. Pink and purple eyes that speak to great age and danger. Her long pointed ears make her seem to be an elf. Her skin is alabaster white, nearly the opposite of a drow.
Being pulled from the wooden basin she seems startled and surprised. Her other hand going to the far side of the basin.
Rouqar moves in to study the maps and any documents. When he notices Loarin helping what appears to be a white elf out of water he calls out. "Anybody a Paladin? Detect evil? Or detect undead? Most living people that I've known need to breath air."
Renia looks closely at the woman and questions her in elvish. "How did you get in here? Who are you?" Orchen takes a few steps toward the woman, the smart elven hound concerned at seeing an elf in distress.
When Beorn sees her reach to the farside of the basin he draws and says, ”Be very careful with that hand, miss. If it comes up with anything other than a towel, you will sprout shafts.”
Eve watches...
She sputters as she sits up in the basin. She quickly says, "Don't hurt me, I am a slave to that vile necromancer. One of many in the basement."
She replies happy and excited in Elven, "The evil black mage brought me here. I am Jathal Zordlon of the Star Elf clan of Deepest dark moon."
At Beorn's words she freezes and seems to become paralyzed and has a hard time breathing.
The basement? Where is it? Let's set them free.
"Can anyone tell if she's lying?" Beorn asks.
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He lets out a bit upset that no one is helping out, but he understands that she is an unknown, "Will someone get her a towel, please. I am a pretty good at telling when someone is lying to me and I believe her words."
He whispers in Elven as he continues to hold her wrist, "Please bear with us, we need to make sure you are not a threat."
She waits in the basin not willing to move.
Flouncy doesn't know what to think.
”Then get her a towel Loarin. Sorry about any misunderstanding miss.” Beirn says lowering his bow.
Eve tried at being Flouncy's second. Well, she's not intrinsically evil, that I can sense.
Rouqar looks around and grabs a towel.
"Well, if she doesn't detect as evil she's at least not one of the necromancers that created the mob of undead."
He holds the towel ahead of himself toward her but then adds, "Once you are properly covered though lady, perhaps you can supply the rest of the story? The part that you are holding back? We're here to destroy the undead and help the living. If you're in league with the enemy perhaps you were mistaken about a financial reward? Or maybe they are holding a prisoner that is important to you? Better to tell us what you know. There's still a hoard of undead out those doors that we haven't destroyed. They're mindless so we closed the doors in their faces. We'll destroy them once after we destroy their leaders...."
"We can free and protect you, or let you go. ??"
Not trusting the elven woman, Renia just watches warily. "We need information about this group of necromancers and what other monsters they have at their disposal," he says to no one in particular.
Flouncy will assist.