Pull the poor boys body out of the way .
Tevaga runs inside, trying to dodge any rocks.
Paddy dashes inside, checking to make sure the rest of the party makes it in.
A slim, elven man decorated in the most exotic garb imaginable in the city of Paris, sees in passing the battle raging between the gargoyles in the tower and the folk trying to get inside. He dashes in through the doorway followed by a shadowy, flower creature. "Would my assistance be welcome, people of Paris?" he says in French. He has blue tattoos covering his body and green vines in his hair. And bright red eyes peeking out from between the green.
Hehe! Reality edit: JamesF = Upchell ap Ossian :)
Three of the gargoyles (those not fascinated by Michael's lament) hurl chunks of masonry down on the young heroes attempting to rush into the cathedral....
Masonry hurled at Paddy misses the rogue....
Masonry hurled at Alphonse misses the paladin....
Masonry hurled at Tevaga clips the inquisitor, dealing bludgeoning damage!
Charmaine moves to the fallen acolyte to see if he can be aided.
[dice=heal check]1d20+7
Alas, the acolyte is dead....
Will save vs Charmaine's DC 13 sanctuary effect
Will save vs Charmaine's DC 13 sanctuary effect
Will save vs Charmaine's DC 13 sanctuary effect
Will save vs Charmaine's DC 13 sanctuary effect
All four gargoyles resist Charmaine's magic!
All who stated they were rushing into the cathedral make it inside.... Charmaine remains crouching beside the dead acolyte at the moment....
Floor plan of the cathedral....
(Scroll to the bottom.... You have just entered the candle-lit nave via the Portal de la Vierge, marked G on the map....)
He looks around to see what manner of building he is in
Seeing that there is nothing she can do for the acolyte charmaine runs to the entrance
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Oww... anybody capable of healing...
Charmaine, finding herself suddenly the only target left and hearing the crack of more mortar being pried from the cathedral roof by the gargoyles, dashes through the portal after her new companions before another volley can be hurled down....
Oblivious to Tevaga's pain because of a lack of communication, Michael whistles as he peers up at the soaring ceiling of Notre Dame. It is just as impressive inside as it is out. Even better is that the Gargoyle's didn't seem to follow. He plays a few notes to test the acoustics of the building and is not disappointed. But this place is supposedly the home of a necromancer. He needed to stay sharp.
Within, the nave of Notre Dame cathedral is dimly lit by candles in sconces.... Columns, elaborately carved with bas relief images of saints and angels, cast dancing shadows everywhere.... The low groans of a wounded priest echo from the area of the bell tower floor (nearby, to the west of the portal by which the party entered)....
The groaning gives way to praying in a feeble voice:
Pater noster , qui es in caelis: sanctificétur nomen tuum....*cough!*
Three of the gargoyles (those not fascinated by Michael's lament) hurl chunks of masonry down on the young heroes attempting to rush into the cathedral....
Masonry hurled at Paddy 1d20+3 misses the rogue....
Masonry hurled at Alphonse 1d20+3 misses the paladin....
Masonry hurled at Tevaga 1d20+3 clips the inquisitor, dealing 1d8+3 bludgeoning damage!
"We're coming, Father!" Alphonse yells when he hears the praying, and then jogs off that way, motioning the others to come along.
In that case, Alphonse took bludgeoning damage from a chunk of mortar hurled at him by a gargoyle as he dashes through the open doors of the Portal de la Vierge....
Tom takes Alphonse's gesture as permission to aid. With his man eating flower by his side, he follows the warrior.
In that case, Alphonse took 1d8+3 bludgeoning damage from a chunk of mortar hurled at him by a gargoyle as he dashes through the open doors of the Portal de la Vierge....
"We're coming, Father!" Alphonse yells when he hears the praying, and thenjogslimps painedly off that way, motioning the others to come along.
"While we...go..." he wheezes. "Anybody have something they can patch me up with?"
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Rushing into the shadows of the southwest bell tower, the heroes come upon a dire scene:
A great bronze bell, which must weigh 400 pounds or more, lies at a slight angle, concavity down, the upper body of an elderly priest sticking out from under it in a slowly spreading pool of dark blood....
The priest turns his head toward the newcomers and croaks in raspy French:
Sauvez-moi s'il vous plaît, les enfants de Dieu!
Charmaine notices 2 of her companions injured as she enters the Cathedral.
Tevaga please may i inspect your wounds?
Charmaine gently touches Tevaga's arm and as she does she says a Prayer;
Lord please protect and heal my friends so that we may do your bidding and rid your most holy house of this taint.
Turning to notice Alphonse's grievous wounds Charmaine smiles at Tevaga as she leaves with a look of admiration and gives thanks silently that her prayer was answered.
Touching Alphonse shoulder Charmaine prays again Lord work through me and grant your humble servant the ability carry on your cause
Charmaine smiles at Alphonse with a sheepish smile wishing she could do more to help.
Thank you Charmaine
(to priest):
(in french)
Quickly companions, we must help this poor man
Alphonse catches her smile.
"No worries. I heal well." he smiles back and thumps his chest.
In Sylvan (to Tom Weed)
Upon seeing nothing around to help him enter unscathed, Iommi-Tyr Magnusson immediately follows on the heels of the elf (Tom Weed) into Notre Dame cathedral. Wow, this is a bad idea -- if one of those boulders hits me I'm dead....
Paddy rushes towards the trapped priest and tries to get a grip on the bell.
Hold on, padre....keep praying and hold on.
Paddy tries to lift the bell a bit, but is not the strongest of men. He curses unintelligibly in an odd language. Then he implores to his new friends.
This curses thing is heavy...can't lift it by myself.
Charmaine assists Paddy with lifting the bell.
"Here, let me help." Alphonse takes a place on the other side.
"I, uh, I can't get a grip on this thing."
(In English then French):Quickly everyone, look to see if there is something we can use as a lever to help the stronger of us to lift the bell!
*Clarification*
Before entering Notre Dame, Iommi-Tyr Magnusson said to the Elf (Tom Weed) in Sylvan:
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Iommy-Tyr spots a 10-ft-long iron rod, part of the choir rood that has been removed and propped in the corner temporarily while repairs are made to the rood (a new screen to replace the moldy, moth-eaten, old screen), which might be used as a lever....
He also spots a nearby pew that might be dragged over next to the bell to serve as a fulcrum....
Look -- use that!
Iommi-Tyr Magnusson begins embarrassing himself by foolishly attempting to drag the way-too-heavy-for-him, 10' iron rod toward the stronger heroes.
Iommy-Tyr succeeds in dragging the iron rod to the bell....
Seeing people moving in the same direction, Michael follows the crowd only to lay eyes on a horrible scene. A priest buried beneath an enormous bell. The acolyte out front mentioned this but it was another thing all together to see it. Michael wasn't a physician but he was fairly sure there was nothing more they could do with his midsection crushed. Of more pressing concern was the culprit the acolyte mentioned. He said gremlins were the ones that dropped it. Acting quickly, Michael swung his guitar behind him and pulled out his shortbow. While knocking an arrow he scanned the rafters for the offending creatures.
Charmaine continues to try and lift the bell as Iommi-Tyr gets the iron rod in place.
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Michael the Warsong spies a few pairs of cat-like eyes reflecting the glow from Charmaine's sword, about 40 ft up the stairs that spiral around the bell tower....
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Seeming to notice that they have been spotted, the owners of the glowing cat-like eyes recede further into the shadows up the stairs, high-pitched tittering giggles echoing evilly in the bell tower....
Initiative
Eeeeek!
Initiative, por favor!
Squeak!
Alphonse loosens his scythe in its sheath and draws it.
"What was that sound? Gremlins?"
Hisao continues to observe the selfless act of the people he's gotten mixed up with and scratches his nose
Also, hearing the laughter she tries to spot any gremlins: