Well I don't know if it was really worth it, we almost lost our leaders for some baubles. Miro shakes his head. We best let them rest.
Speaking of baubles. They returned with 25 holy water, and blanches of all types, additionally there is a small box containing 5 oils of magic weapon and 5 oils of bless weapon.
They nearly died so that we could do something important for the city. They did this for us. Exxor pauses a moment, looks to his friends, there is a resolve in his eyes, Let's be sure we don't fail them. Now it is our turn to face the blade, or perhaps the fangs. I think we need to find our way into Delhaven and make sure that when they are recovered, they know their blood was not spilled in vane.
With that Exxor starts dividing the holy water, magic weapon and bless weapon. He sets the blanches by Hippa, Lets work to apply these to weapons and ammunition. Its time to go hunting.
Miro takes 6 holy water a magic weapon oil and bless weapon oil. These will be good for my crossbow, my little dagger isn't going to be of any use.
Hippa looks at the blanches. Take a torch. IT is easy enough to apply these in the moment. Silver will be what we need against vampires according to Tarvi.
Meanwhile Hippa moves over to the box from the cache and pulls out one of the swirly potions...she ponders.
Then before anyone can stop her she downs it in a gulp, then collapses
Exxor curses in elven. It sounds pretty but makes anyone speaking elven blush. Exxor will check if she is breathing and call to Miro for help, as he seems to be medically knowledgeable.
Miro rushes over and takes her pulse.
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"I dont like a lot of this but keep a close eye on them."
He intoned to the group as they got ready right before they left though he got brave or stupid closing with Miss Tarvi and... leaning in pulling her close and kissing Tarvi full on the mouth.
" For luck, I tend to bleed a lot and will no doubt be a vampires favorite target with all the blood flow."
He said grinning... and then he curses as Hippa collapses.
Her pulse is racing she is warm to the touch and you can see bluefish purple running through her veins. But is breathing normally
It was that potion she drank. I think we will have to give her a purgative and maybe even do some bleeding. Miro gets a sharp knife out of his healer's kit and some small bottles.
No wait! Those potions were left by Pathfinders to help Pathfinders reclaim the lodge. We may not know what it is, but it is likely to be more helpful than harmful. As long as she remains stable, lets just watch over her.
We could do a blood replacement. What is done is that we get some blood from people here, it isn't that difficult, I just attach a special pip to the arm and make a small cut, the blood then drips into a bottle and then I use that to flow into Hippa while drawing off her blueish blood from the other arm.
Or I can attach some leeches to her and suck it out. Miro rummages around for his leeches.
Patience, my friend. I believe Miss Hippa has been impatient enough for us all. And while I worry, I do believe the potion will prove to be a boon. Not a bane.
We can give on to Barksalot and see what happens. Miro tries leeching Hippa.
Hippa jerks up with a sharp intake of breath.
You have to try this!
Team collapses and shakes
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AS the thrashing intensified then broke the young noble grew still his breathing shallow. Loud barking as his dog ran circles around him in worry erupted in the air.... his breathing paused....no stopped for a moment Sir Barksalot whined.
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Then he drew a large breath and his eyes popped open widely and he sat up blinking radidly as his color returned...
" No ... no I change my mind, Give the dog the potion."
He began with his trademark up to no good grin.
Shoot! It looks like Hippa is addicted! TRAM! Miro gets Tram tied down. We are going to have to do an intervention. Don't touch those vials.
Exxor looks at Miro and Tram. Why couldn't it just be delicious and refreshing. Exxor downs the vial... collapses and shakes...
This reminds me of Cousin Gaffer who worked at the apothecary. Gaffer stir this, Gaffer scrape that, Gaffer drink this and snort that powder I have to confirm the toxicity
Exxor sits up suddenly, I can see it all. He then wanders into another room, that is totally dark, but he moves about with ease. Ha ha, she is right, you have to try this!
He can see everything, he can see forever. Soon it'll be pencils in the eyes.
I told you, Miro. I can see. The darkness is not enough to hide you. Do not worry, I can't explain how, or what, or why, I just feel better. Try the potion. Trust me, my friend.
The vibration in your voice isn't convincing. I will stay just as I am, thank you. Barksalot, here boy! I have a nice drink for you. *Whistle*
Handle animal for that Miro
Sir Barksalot moves to the bowl, looks at it and then pushes it with his nose to Miro and waggles his tail
Almost as if he is saying...are you sure I can have this?
I am absolutely sure. let me be halfling always.
Barksalot drinks it down and collapses
Tram downs his and collapses
Is everyone ready to move on?
Yep
Miro loads up on more crossbow bolts. Time to hit that Pathfinder lodge it seems.
Sir Barksalot twitches in his comatose state. Hippa assures you he is stable
Our heroes wait as along as they can before they feel the must carry on. Barksalot is still out, but at Dawn they make their way to the compound
Once lush, Delvehaven’s courtyard lawn is now a weedchoked
mess. Nevertheless, there are still telltale signs that
these grounds were once lovingly tended and beautiful.
Huge Shoanti totems (some of them still standing) line
the western border of the yard, while here and there stand
algae-choked fountains adorned with authentic Osirian
hieroglyphs. The inside of the front gate is flanked by a pair
of statues of warrior women too detailed to be anything but
genuine imports from Geb’s legendary field of maidens.
The entire compound is surrounded by a 12-foot-tall
stone wall, its face encrusted with bird droppings, salt
deposits from the sea, and other signs of neglect. A large
oak sign hangs askew over the front gate, just above a set
of rusted iron chains that seal the portal shut. The oak
sign reads: “By order of Her Infernal Majestrix, this lodge
is condemned and has been warded for your protection.
Trespassing prohibited.
Well, it is a shame someone forgot to take down that old sign. I mean, clearly, if such an order, directly from Her Infernal Majestrix, were still in effect, the sign would never be allowed to fall into such shameful disrepair. Exxor says with a smile and a wink. That is our story, be sure to stick to it. Miss Hippa, can you tell if there are in fact active wards upon this gate? Miro, my friend, who shall do the honors, and who shall help? Exxor pulls a set of thieves tools to the top of a pouch, in view of Miro regarding the last.
Miro head sup to the doro to check it
A hedgehog sits on Miro's head and also looks at the door, giving little chirps.
First an eyeroll over Exxor's flimsy excuse and then a nod, Hippa scrunches face, shakes out her hands as if it has been a while. Looks like a whollotta housekeeping is overdue.
Casts Detect Magic. Does a slow pan of gate and courtyard. No rush.
The door is locked with a chain and padlock, the walls Have plenty of handholds for climbing should that be our pleasure
Miro sandpapers his fingers and takes out his tools while Frank noses a few tools and offers his opinion.
Exxor looks over the gate and lock for traps, triggers, wards or other telltale signs.
Then he watches as Miro works. No, like the chest, pressure there then twist slightly.
