[dice=reflex] 1d20+8
Paddy manages to leap over the blast, evading it entirely!
Nacht hears a language he is particularly well versed in and his yellow eyes widen as the corrosive Deluge washes over the group though his wounds begin to heal almost immediately, the sound of sizzling carapace coming from the bugman.
" Sie sprechen meine Sprache? Hat der Nekromant das gleiche getan, um Sie, als er zu mir .. ihm und den anderen getan hat ?! Ich bin kein Dieb, und ich habe die Necromancer erschlagen! Sie sind frei. "
Yeah, I'm not dying in Odin-Forsaken France for Thor's sake!
Use Expeditious Retreat Formulae.
Get the Hell out of Dodge (with an ear to what Nacht is asking, in case Sir Grimulf answers).
in German: Fight the curse, Sir Knight, we can help you!
The graveknight glowers with baleful green fires in its eye sockets at Nacht....
It lowers its sword and points at the Beetle Man with a gauntletted skeletal finger....
Machst du Witze? Oder its der Nekromant wirklich tot!?
Nacht raises his blades in the air not yet cleaned from the Necromancer's fight before. As if proudly displaying the blood of the man. The mandibles clack as he still seems poised to defend himself but overall not worried.
" Ich schlachtete das Necromancer mit diesen sehr Klingen. Ich stach die Leiche oft nach, das Kill genießen. Ich weiß nicht scherzen. "
The graveknight seems to be pleased by the news of the Necromancer's death.... The green fires blaze brighter behind the black visor, and an eerie, chilling, rasping staccato sound that might be laughter echoes sepulchrally from the winged helmet....
AH-AH-AH-AH-AH-AH-AH-AH-AHHHH!!!!
The graveknight stands still and quiet for a moment, as if savoring the news of his former master's demise....
Das heisst gute Nachricht.... Ich werde auf mein Schloss jetzt zuruck....
The graveknight strides past the Lusty Fools, provoking attacks of opportunity from anyone who dares to make them....
He seems intent on pushing past the adventurers and going down the spiral stairs to the lower level....
Alphonse twitches, but manages to resist the temptation to attack.
Maybe we can find out where he lives and finish him later.
Nacht instead looks at the room he was guarding
Nacht instead looks at the room he was guarding
All that remains in the chamber is the ornate, draconian throne of dark wood in which the graveknight had been sitting. It has a red silk cushion on the seat. Instead of an open space beneath with four legs, the base of the chair appears to be a solid block of dark wood, elaborately carved to look like scaly dragon feet and talons.
Nacht looks it over for anything magical or strange.
Nacht looks it over for anything magical or strange.
[dice=Appraise]1d20
[dice=Perception]1d20+12
[dice=Spellcraft]1d20+5
It looks like it would weigh around 100 lbs, perhaps....
Nacht doesn't notice anything peculiar about the throne, other than its draconic appearance and the solid base....
The graveknight strides past the Lusty Fools, provoking attacks of opportunity
That's right, B~@$$, you better run! ....In Brythonic Welsh.
Mangy douche with swamp-donkey fleas!
Well, that went well.....
Paddy searches the throne with Nacht
Well, that went well.....
Paddy searches the throne with Nacht
[dice=perception] 1d20+8
A cursory inspection of the throne reveals nothing to Paddy....
As they search Nacht's wounds seem to almost fully close, the corrosive bile that scorched his form gone the only remains then holes in his clothing from where it landed.
He looks at the throne and shakes his head Indicating nothing interesting about the area. He lifts the Throne with his four arms for good measure however.
Alphonse heals himself from the near-near-death experience he just had.
"Does anyone else need help? I have enough energy left in me for just a bit more healing."
I think we are all a little worse for wear...can you heal multiple people?
Nacht seems to blink unsure of what the one known as Paddy means by his statement. It seemed as though the Shining being shines every so often and it's wounds close up. Perhaps a different version of his own ability?
I think we are all a little worse for wear...can you heal multiple people?
"Unfortunately, no. My healing ability is limited by touch. I have heard that other warriors of the Lord manifest abilities much like what you speak of, but God has chosen to grant me more power to bring down his wrath upon my foes in place of that power."
[ooc] Well work on that then....lol. Paddy's at 4 hp just to let you know....[/b]
Alphonse gives Paddy a pat on the back.
As they search Nacht's wounds seem to almost fully close, the corrosive bile that scorched his form gone the only remains then holes in his clothing from where it landed.
He looks at the throne and shakes his head Indicating nothing interesting about the area. He lifts the Throne with his four arms for good measure however.
As Nacht lifts the throne, he notices that it is quite heavier than it appears, weighing closer to 200 lbs, perhaps, and that the sound of objects moving inside of it is apparent--including the jingle of what sounds like a lot of coins!
That's music to me ears...set that thing upside down, me boyo. I figured there was something about this throne. I could feel it....or it could be a bug crawling on me....one or the other....
Paddy searches the throne carefully.
That's music to me ears...set that thing upside down, me boyo. I figured there was something about this throne. I could feel it....or it could be a bug crawling on me....one or the other....
Paddy searches the throne carefully.
This time, taking more time, Paddy discovers a hidden catch that when sprung, causes the cushioned seat of the throne to swing open like the lid of a chest....
Within the hollow base of the throne is the following treasure:
A longsword with pale blue steel blade and gold wire wrapped hilt inlaid with a rainbow of gemstones, radiates magic and glows with a pale blue light as bright as a torch when held, has the name Keenstar engraved along crossbars;
A warhammer with cold iron head and copper wire wrapped haft inlaid with agates and garnets, radiates magic and has the name Skullcrusher engraved in the head;
Five moonstones, five amethysts, and ten onyxes;
400 gp in a sack, and 30 pp in a pouch.
I am sure you fellows can make use of these things. I think we should get our things and head back up...after that last room that is.
All rooms in this "dungeon" have been explored. All that remains for the Lusty Fools is to return to Notre Dame Cathedral to see whether the Necromancer's curse on the gargoyles has been lifted with his death or not, and to bring news of the Necromancer's death to Father Renaud....
The catacombs led to the cistern with the moat and domed stronghold under a house with adjoining round tower above ground. The Lusty Fools are currently in the upper chamber within the round tower, one story above street level.
As the LFs are looting the treasures from the throne-chest, the bells of Notre Dame ring to announce the midday hour....
Having thoroughly explored and investigated the townhouse and the section of catacombs that link it with the crypts beneath Notre Dame cathedral, our heroes, The Lusty Fools, return through the streets of the city to the cathedral, approaching with caution lest the gargoyles still assail them with roof tiles....
The gargoyles perch in their accustomed roosts along the roof edge of the cathedral's facade, motionless as the stone statues they appear to be.... The curse has been broken, and they once more serve as protectors of the cathedral, it's clergy, and its parishioners!
Seeing the Lusty Fools, albeit far fewer in number than went down into the dangerous catacombs below, returning to the cathedral, bloodied and battered but alive and hauling sacks of loot on their backs, Father Renaud gives praise to God and weeps tears of relief....
Merci à Dieu , vous avez retourné , les amis!
Spreading his arms out like Christ crucified, Father Renaud prays for God's healing power to restore vitality to all the surviving Lusty Fools here gathered....
In French: Did you encounter the traitor, Pierre Le Necromancier? Surely you did, and either sent him to Hell, or convinced him by force or guile to lift his curse on the gargoyles, for every one of them has come to repent of their mischief and receive a blessing before returning to their posts!
Aye Father....he has been sent to the depths. We did encounter some difficulty, but we managed. We met a kindred spirit down there....another who was after the necromancer's head. I think we are going to take a day or two to figure out what us next....unless there us another crisis for the church... Paddy says with a wry grin.
With Father Renaud's aid, all magic items recovered from the adventure are identified.
Keenstar is a +1 keen longsword that glows blue like a torch when held;
Skullcrusher is a +1 warhammer that glows red like a torch when held;
A robe of bones;
A belt of mighty constitution +2;
A headband of vast intelligence +2;
A cloak of resistance +2;
An amulet of natural armor +1;
Goggles of night
Staring for the third straight hour into a pool deep in Sherwood Forest, The Witch of Eye finally beholds a vision of the Lusty Fools striking down Pierre the Necromancer in the townhouse in Paris....
She sighs....
Our brother in Paris has fallen.... Servants of the Christ-God....smote him down in his home in Paris.... And they have freed Sir Grimulf and the gargoyles of Notre Dame from his sway.... France is lost to us, and to Our Dark Lord Satan.... Let us curse them and bewitch them in due time, these meddlers which hath stolen victory in France from our Unholy Fellowship.... For the nonce, the wee King of England is our victim.... Daily, he shall waste away as I nibble upon yon waxen effigy.... Let us see if these meddlers can do ought about that! HAHAHAHA!!
Pray to the Devil you're right, Witch, or I'll have your bloody head....
The Duke of Bedford stands beside the divination pool in the Sherwood Forest, horse's reigns in one hand and longsword in the other, nervously looking around for spies....
Do not threaten me, my Lord Bedford.... I could turn you into a newt and toss you into my cauldron quicker than you could blink an eye, sir.... So save your threats for our common enemies, for they are many, are they not?
Paling at the Witch of Eye's counterthreat, Bedford mumbles....
Aye, too damned many....
Father Renaud continues to pray for the healing of the wounded among the Lusty Fools, if needed....
Channel
Channel
Channel
In French: There is a very wealthy man who has lived in this city for as long as I have, and yet.... He seems to grow no older.... His name is Nicolas Flammel, and he lives in a fine house on Rue Channoneisse.... The red-and-blue house with gold leaf roof.... He might be interested in buying some of these treasures at a fair price.... He is a peculiar fellow, worth visiting if for no other reason than for the experience of his company.... An alchemist he was before he retired.... Some say he discovered the philosopher's stone.... And the Elixer of Immortality.... But there are many tall tales to be heard, and far few to be believed, my friends....
The Lusty Fools have slain the traitorous priest, Pierre Le Necromancien, destroyed several skeletal champions and lesser undead skeletons, a necrophidius, the evil Necromancer's apprentice, Grenshek, the gray ooze, Le Goop, a ghoul piper, an otyugh, a deep one bearing the Scales of R'lyeh, a dragon skeleton in the moat, and all of the wicked little gremlins in the belfries of Notre Dame, and the few cultists discovered in the catacombs below....
They have lifted the curse of servitude to the Necromancer from Graveknight Sir Grimulf and the several gargoyles of Notre Dame....
They have rescued an innocent infant child from being sacrificed to the Devil....
And they have recovered a considerable hoard of treasure, some of which is magical!
What is their next move?
Return to the Inn of the Cave to see what news (and divine gifts) may await them there?
Venture to Rome to deal with the branch of the cult encountered in the catacombs underneath the ancient city by some of the Lusty Fools' former companions that went missing in the catacombs due to tricky teleportation traps?
Venture to England to investigate their compatriot Iommi-Tyr's reports of vile witchcraft worked by enemies of the child-King of that island nation? (Perhaps it is related to the work of the Cult of the Devil throughout Europa?)
Set out on some other course unforeseen by your humble GM?
Alphonse gives a polite nod to Father Renaud.
"Yes, the foul necromancer has been slain. By our new friend here, no less." he gestures to Nacht.
"We thank you for your assistance in this matter, and hope it has been resolved to your satisfaction."
"I believe everyone is ready for a rest though, at least tonight. There is still much work to be done. Shall we head off to the inn for a meal, and discuss our next move?"
I would like to spend at least a few days studying. If I am to help you all in the search to destroy Evil, I needs must be better equipped to fight the battles not just of scholarship, but of mortal engagement.
I believe I am near a breakthrough in alchemical research that will allow me to quickly brew implements of destruction against our enemies.
Aye, tonight we celebrate our success. Tomorrow we will sit down as we recover from our revelry and decide what to do then. and speaking of breakthroughs, I think me handsome appearance is breaking down Bettina's defenses. To the inn! I just need to make a brief stop to pick up a piece of equipment first...
Before bidding adieu to his new friends for a few days of study, Iommi-Tyr Magnusson conspicuously grabs the following items of loot (in addition to his equal share of the raw gold & gems), gesturing that anyone should speak up if they wanted something he is grabbing:
Scroll of See Invisibility
Scroll of Spider Climb
Scroll of Expeditious Retreat
Potion of Darkvision
Potion of Water Breathing
Potion of Cure Light
....
I'll be here doing research until you come for me. Assuming, of course that you plan to continue to seek out the villains of Europe.
Any of three possibilities suit me: travelling to the HRE to find Sir Grimulf, travelling to Rome to get closer to Conflagratious & follow up on what those others told us, travelling to England to shed light on The Witch of Eye, Duchess Eleanor and any other evil brewing in London (and mayhaps gain counsel from the Ghost of Chaucer).