Lisbet: 6
Lyra: 6
Philgor: 3
Shackleton: 24
Vegazi
Antagonist: 8
Shackleton begins casting from his scroll as the trio of devils advance, the first clawing harmlessly at Olive.
Lisbet slips into line with Olive, her shield is held straight in front of her as if to lock with brothers and sisters to each side. Using her height to advantage she swings her heavy blade down over top of her round shield, driving towards the hideous looking devil spawn. The blade bites, but not as deeply as she had hoped. With a grunt she yanks the yard of steel free and returns to her guard. "Keep them bottled up so they can only hit us one at a time!"
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Philgor move next to Lisbet and swings over Olive.
Olive just bites and bites until the devils are done for. ,
Lyra points her bow at the second devil, but waits for the first to drop before firing.
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Shackleton's wolverine will materialise in the north of the chamber, viciously tearing into the nearby devil.
Shackleton, his magics useless against the devil's resistances, begins to bark at his wolverine in common. "That's the spirit! Give it the ol' one-two!" he shouts, shadow-boxing as he does so.
Lisbet: 6
Lyra: 6
Philgor: 3
Shackleton: 24
Vegazi
Antagonist: 8
Lisbet's and Philgor's blows slice into the nearest lemure, damaging it badly and making it easy prey for Olive to destroy, its body beginning to melt away almost instantly.
As the second steps up, the newly appeared wolverine tears into it, its claws seeming to tear through it unnaturally, and rips it to shreds before it has a chance to react.
The third devil steps up, swiping ineffectively at the wolverine.
Behind you, Vegazi sets up a read guard, seeming unwilling to push past the bottleneck in the hallway.
"Rawr," Olive roars. She twists & turns like an invisible monster is distracting her, but quickly gets a bite in on the devil.
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"Rawr", Philgor roars while swinging over the top of Olive.
Adding to the chorus, Lisbet roars, too! "Rawr!" and swings down at the lemure.
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The wolverine turns to savage the next fiend, but without the divine spark behind it it's claws cannot penetrate the fiends rubbery hide.
Shackleton, knowing a cornered beast is more dangerous, flings a pebble at his summoned servant, but only succeeds in sending it echoing down the quiet hallway.
Philgor and Lisbet's blows rock the devil as the multiple roars rawrs echo through the catacombs.
The wounded devil claws back but isn't able to do more than scrape Lisbet's armor before you're able to put it down.
Among the lemure's remains you find a glass vial filled with liquid, a flask with more liquid, a beautiful brooch , and 122 gp, 66 sp, and 83 cp
You can also see there's one more chamber behind you, but ahead it stretches farther than you can see.
"Olive," the half-elf asks, "Can you scout the passage behind us so nothing comes up behind us?" Lyra points her arrow down the other passage, guarding the point the devils came from.
"Is anyone able to see if these things will aid us in finishing this strange night?" Lyra asks, referring to the items while she keeps watch.
Shackleton polishes his spectacles as his summoned critter disappears in a warm celestial glow and inspects the elixir. "I haven't a detection spell prepared today, I fear. Not much bloody call for divination on a fishing trip. So much for a relaxing bit of sport, eh?"
"Let's see what they were up to."
Wasting no time Philgor and moves down the hall where the creatures came from. Stopping in the middle of the next chamber to listen ahead.
Lisbet seems to argue with no one, in a gibberish language, as her hair is yanked hard a couple of times. Finally she says, "Just checking for magic on this things." She straightens and moves into the next chamber with the pole-axe arrior.
The two liquids radiate magic.
The first flask is an unguent of timelessness.
The first flask is an elixir of vision.
Following the passage, you end up back in the main hall. Lisbet can hear noises coming from ahead, where it looks like a massive chamber opens up.
Lisbet shares what she gleans and hands the potions off to Shackleton. "You ken make better use of these later."
"Stick to the north wall, I will cover you," the half-elf tells her companion. Then Lyra moves across the hall and puts her back to the corner, bow readied toward the larger room.
Olive moves to the north wall, silently moving to the bigger room.
Philgor moves up to the center of the opening and surveys the room. Weapon ready for anything that might charge out.
Lisbet comes into the room, following Philgor and Lyra's lead, she makes an attempt at stealth. She thinks, Nice light the gnome has... hope it's not backlighting too much
Shackleton applies his oil of align weapon and makes ready to lunge into the fray. He voices the command word and lets his light fade into nothingness as they hope to get the drop on their foes.
Ornate stone sarcophagi line the floors of this wide chamber. In the center of the crypt, four sarcophagi surround a large iron brazier. Passages lead from the western side of the chamber, and a collapsed tunnel to the south appears to be unfinished.
Near the rubble of the collapse, you see a woman searching, alongside a flaming hound, both of which turn as they hear your entrance.
You believe it's a hellhound.
"Ogash!" Vegazi exclaims, in surprise as she spots the woman.
"Vegazi!" the woman snarls in return, a malicious glee filling her voice. "Maybe this whole raid won't have been a complete waste after all."
The hound edges in front of the woman, its flaming hackles bristling.
"It be'a hellhound! Keep a' distance b'tween each other!" Lisbet gives the order to her shield brothers and then begins chanting arcane words as her haunts begin to become semi-visible, yanking her hair and her belongings as if trying their best to stop her!
Shackleton moves in to close, sending a ray of frost at the flat-footed woman.
Philgor shouts at the hellhound, "Come one puppy! Let's play."
Lyra moves toward the center of the room using a sarcophagus as cover. While she still has open targets she pulls the bow and and shoots at...
"Ogashi? This is the woman you mentioned earlier?"
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Olive moves next to Philgor and readies to bite either enemy is it gets close enough.
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If Argus can squeeze into the room, he'll take a crack at the hellhound with that nice heavy crossbow.
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Next turn will probably be spent reloading.
Lisbet: 21
Argus: 15
Lyra: 13
Shackleton: 12
Philgor: 11
Antagonist: 9
Antagonist: 24
Lisbet begins intoning a prayer as her companions creep into the room.
Argus -- having been relieved by another guard above and raced to catch up -- shoots a bolt that catches the hellhound in the shoulder, immolating in its flame. Lyra fires an arrow of her own, which deflects off the tiefling woman's armor. Shackleton's ray of frost also hits, but seems to have almost no effect on her the cold barely touching her form.
Philgor and Olive take up defensive stances as Vegazi moves to the far end of the room, peppering her sister with an arrow.
"No, she is another sister. She hunts me, I think," the half-orc answers Lyra.
The hellhound lopes forward, breathing out a cone of fire that catches Olive.
Behind it, Ogash pulls out a small ball of golden twine; she growls a word in a strange tongue and the twine suddenly begins to unroll, one end snaking toward Argus.
At the twine’s touch, all of the bindings of any containers Argus is carrying (packs, pouches, sheaths, quivers, and so on) come undone and all their contents are swept up in a whirlwind, performing a madcap dance around the target’s head. Anyone can grab an item as it spins by succeeding at a steal combat maneuver (Pathfinder RPG Advanced Player’s Guide 322) against a CMD of 12. In addition, the spinning objects obstruct the target’s sight; other creatures gain concealment against attacks made by the target. The equipment moves with the victim, whirling around her head for 3 rounds before falling to the ground.
A poltergeist knot affects laces and buckles only on exterior containers—bottles in a pouch or a bag of caltrops in a backpack, for example, are swept into the whirlwind but don’t spill their contents.
Gritting her teeth, Ogash lets out a primal roar, seeming to become more bestial as she does.
HH: 6, 5 rounds
Ogash: 6, 1/12
Argus dodges away from the probing strand of twine. He retaliates by stepping forward and lobbing a bomb at Ogash. Maybe this one will be flammable.
Olive hisses in smoldering pain, but the creature strikes back and bites at the hell hound.
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Lyra steps to the side to make sure she has a clear shot and looses another arrow at the woman hunting Vegazi.
"Another sister? Are they all out to get you?"
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Now close to 12 feet tall, Lisbet strides past her companions to close with her enemies. Brushing past both Philgor and Shackleton, she get to a very personal distance from the hellhound. Her massive sowrd comes up and then hacks down, the blade bites deep, and she shouts a mighty roar as the hound yelps and reels from the blow!
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After the belch of flame Philgor moves to the other side of Olive and stabs at the creature.
"No roar Olive?"
"Well, frost won't work. Looks like we've another fiend on our hands." the gnome grunts, moving to meet the hellhound in melee and batting it across the nose.
"huh? Oh err... Rawr!" Olive belatedly adds.
Lisbet: 21
Argus: 15
Lyra: 13
Shackleton: 12
Philgor: 11
Antagonist: 9
Antagonist: 24
As Lisbet strides forward, Olive pushes over to make room for her, the shift ruining the eidolon's aim . Her blow nearly bifurcates the hellhound, leaving it open for Shackleton's blow as the gnome scrambles across the stone coffins before Philgor's able to fell the beast.
Lyra, Argus and Vegazi focus on Ogash, hitting her with arrows and explosives, and drawing screams of rage and pain, though the flame seems to affect her less than you'd expect. As the fire begins to lick at her clothing, the woman casts, and suddenly darkness surrounds her!
Ogash: 28, 1/12
"Jolly well struck!" Shackleton barks. "Now what's say we see to this dame diabolical and we'll be back in time for breakfa-" he begins, as the room goes dark. "What in blazes!?"
Shackleton presses deeper into the melee, bringing his mace to bear while the enchantment still lasts.
Lisbet grits her teeth, Been to worse places, now haven't I? She brings her shield to her front and charges to the last spot she saw the orc-looking woman. However, the coward's defense does slow Lisbet down enough that she can't find her with her sword.
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Philgor watches as the others rush into the darkness. Nothing I can do in there. Swing around in the dark is only going to get my friends hurt.
He shouts, "There was another entrance over there. She will be heading for it to make her escape."
Looking at Vegazi he says, "Let's go around and cut her off."
He races off back towards the entrance.
Argus scowls at the sudden darkness. He starts cranking the winch on the crossbow, preparing for the creature's reappearance.
"Follow me," Olive rumbles as it moves into the darkness.
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The half elf closes her eyes and concentrates on the rune she shares with the turtle creature. Then, a moment later. she she sees the caster as Olive does.
Lisbet: 21
Argus: 15
Lyra: 13
Shackleton: 12
Philgor: 11
Antagonist: 9
Antagonist: 24
Lisbet and Shackleton charge forward, but they're hampered by the darkness, hitting nothing but air. Olive moves forward, able to see, but her way is blocked by sarcophogi and allies and she can't reach her target, even as Lyra joins their senses together.
Argus begins reloading his crossbow as Philgor falls back .
A wave of pain hits Lisbet as she feels the woman's double axe bit into her hip and she can feel Ogash slip by her though can't see to take advantage of the movement. Shackleton suddenly realizes he can see again as he emerges from the radius of the spell.
Ogash: 28, 2/12
With his foe backed into the corner and concealed by magical darkness, Shackleton sees the sense in Philgor's words. His fingertips begin to glow and he gesticulates wildly, conjuring a glistening wall of force across the southern exit, filling the room with an eerie blue-green glow.
Olive rumbles another challenge and strikes at the sister in the darkness.
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Lyra peers through the darkness awash in the strange vision. & looses a shot at the woman.
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Lisbet scans the darkness as best she can, trying to pinpoint where the women went. Following Olive's growls she thinks she has a bead on the black hearted creature. With a grunt of her own she swings her oversized blade...midway through the swing her blade bites!
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With the crossbow reloaded, Argus will backpedal out of the darkness, then ready an action to shoot if he manages to see their foe.