"Loot from grave robbing?" Khufu asks as he raises his glowing spear to get a better view of the room.
Aliva moves 10' in the room and scans for anything.
"That's my guess. Loot. After dealing with the masked bandit, maybe we can come back here and look through the stuff. Might be some interesting things. Ptemenib, do you see your stuff here?"
Aliva steps into the room to start looking it over while the others talk about what might be inside. She hears something and notices some movement just in time to not be surprised by a collection of cast-off organs that rolls and squeezes against itself, forming a writhing mass of viscera that hovers in the air. Is flies over toward Aliva to attack.
The small collection of organs slams into Aliva with its mass as a loose bone punctures her neck nearly dropping her to her knees.
You know that they are resistant to damage from any type of physical weapons and since they are composed of multiple smaller organs are similar to a swarm in that they can't be targeted by single target spells and are not subject to flanking or critical hits.
Aliva recoils from the blow, her head spinning. "What is that?" Aliva looks at the creature.
Not knowing what the creature is Aliva swing out with her Morning Star.
"I have no idea!" Khufu answers Aliva.
Not wanting to waste a spell shooting into combat, Khufu holds his action.
Seeing this creature of unquestioning evil, Nak’T targets it with his holy fire and slashes at it with his glaive!
Ai'sha steps up to Aliva's side and slashes at the...thing.
I don't know what that is either. No doubt it is nothing significant though. If it was, I'm sure I would have heard about it. But no matter, I'll take care of it." Irakelesh moves quickly into the room, raising his morningstar as he moves. He steps between Ai'sha and the wall so that he can get a good angle to attack then swings down at the messy creature.
Irakelesh moves up to try and attack the creature, but ends up leaving himself open to an attack instead.
It slams into him with a pretty solid blow causing him to miss his own attack. Ai'sha follows Irakelesh in and tries to attack the small thing but misses as well. Nak't strikes with his glaive infusing it with divine power in an attempt to smite this vile abomination, but with everyone crowded around the thing he can't find a clear opening and it dodges his attack. Aliva, pretty badly injured tries to fight back but with the blood loss she feels a little light headed and it effects her swing as she misses. Khufu waits to see what he can do for now.
The thing lashes out at Aliva again.
It slams into her again, but this time the fleshy bits composing the vile thing only do a little damage.
Ai'sha switches her stance and swings at the creature a second time.
Irakelesh frowns. "Well now, this is a slippery little creature." Looking to his right he sees Nak't trying to attack. "Let me give you some room," he says in Ancient Osirioni and steps to the south side of the creature. Then he swings his morningstar again.
Despite missing, Nak’T seems intent on bringing this thing low. He spins his glaive back around for another attack...
Aliva touches her wounds as she infuses holy energy into herself to heal them.
Irakelesh smacks the thing with his morningstar and is sad to see that, while it does damage it isn't nearly as much as he had been expecting. Ai'sha tries to slash at it, but the wriggling mass of organs and goo just keeps moving at the last second causing her to miss once again.
Nakt brings the glaive down heavily on the thing and does some pretty significant damage his divine powers overcoming any protection the creature has. Aliva bashes the thing with a solid blow, but like Irakelesh was expecting to do more harm. She quickly calls on a blessing to heal some of her more serious wounds.
Khufu continues to wait not wanting to waste his spells if the others can deal with it without the use of magic.
The thing flies up over Aliva so that it can reach Nak't after the massive blow he landed and strikes out at him.
The odd undead slams itself into Nak't doing some damage to the dragon man.
Even though it is proving tougher than he thought, Khufu still holds his spells in reserve.
Nak’T spins away and brings his glaive around in a flourish and slashes at the thing once more!
Ai'sha goes back to her regular fighting style and tries a third strike, trying to predict the weird creature's movements.
"Must be resistant to my Morning Star." Aliva Steps back waiting for Irakelesh to move Forward so she the creature is more distracted.
"Ha! It's on the run now!" Irakalesh hops forward with a gleeful step. He swings his morningstar at the creature again. Before swinging he squints at the creature, trying to anticipate it's moves and find a critical place to hit it.
Irakelesh smacks the thing again doing more partial damage to the creature. Ai'sha hits it this time as well and notices not even her slightly magically enhanced weapon does as much damage as she would have expected, but she still wounds it further.
Nak't steps back and swings at the undead monstrosity once again dealing another serious blow, his divine power cutting through whatever resistance it has. With the thing hovering over Aliva's head she can't find a good opening and misses as she tries to hit it with her morningstar. Khufu continues to wait as it appears the group seems to have things well in hand at this point.
The thing flies over a bit toward Nak't to continue its assault on him, since he is the biggest threat.
It slams itself into him again dealing more damage, causing him to look a bit worse for wear himself.
Khufu returns his Scorching Ray wand to his belt and withdraws a wand of Cure Light Wounds.
Determined to lay this abomination low, Nak’T utters an ancient taunt before stepping back and attacking once again.
Nak't delivers the final blow to the undead thing as it collapses to the ground, the various vital organs splatting on the floor in a heap of necortic goo.
Ptemenib see's Khufu ready to use the wand and grabs his shoulder "Let me, it is the least I can do."
He gathers everyone close as he calls on Pharasma to heal the groups wounds.
With the threat dealt with you search about the room. Ptemenib finds his gear, happy to retrieve it and suit up while the rest of you look around. Most of the goods stored here are mundane and not worth much money. The most obvious valuables are 12 ancient bottles of honeyed wine, worth 25 gp a piece.
All that remains in the room is the door set in the western wall and the one boarded up one to the south. Ptemenib looks to you all as he asks "Do you have things in hand so I can return to the Grand Mausoleum or would you like me to stay to heal any wounds you might get?"
Nak’T nods in thanks to the healer as he takes up a defensive posture and watches over the area.
"I know nothing."
"Good shot!" Irakelesh exclaims. "That thing was starting to bother me. Well, I guess we should look around now. With all these boxes, there's bound to be something useful. It was that way at the palace. The store rooms were always full of stuff and always had useful things in them. And great places to hide too. We would play hide and seek all the time."
Irakelesh doesn't stop talking as he puts his morningstar away and starts looking through the stuff.
"For example!" Irakelesh shouts in excitement and holds up a small,sphinx-like statue. "Look! The Auroric Flame-Mother, a representation of the elemental lord Ymeri. I thought that this was lost to the ages. You know, it's worth 750 gp."
Bolstered by success, Irakelesh continues to rummage through things. Shortly an excited grunt give away that he found another treasure. "Oooh! Oooh! Oooh! Look at this!" He holds up a broken old water clock. "This is clearly the handiwork of Pheron, a legendary pioneer in Ancient Osirian mechanics. You can tell by his mark here on the bottom. It's worth 1,200 gp to a collector."
"I thought it was all just dusty trash..."
"If Ptemenib has his equipment and is ready, I think we should deal with the leader of the Silver Chain."
"Dusty trash! Seriously?" Irakelesh is shocked and amazed. "These are treasures. Think of where they've been. Who's held them? Oh, the ancient stories that these things could tell if they were animated things. Can you only imagine?" Irakelesh holds the water clock up to his ear and his eyes light up. "Yes, I think, if I try hard enough, I can hear echos of history."
After a moment he lowers the clock and keeps looking around until Khufukhaf reminds him of the leader in the other room.
"Oh yes. Let's go take care of that guy."
With the group ready to take on the leader, Ptemenib waits outside the room as you all advance on the door. Irakelesh checks to make sure it is clear before opening the door and leading the group into the room. They hear talking around the corner. Heading that way finely crafted antique furniture from many different periods crowds this chamber, and the smell of rich food hangs in the air. Books and charts crowd one cedar table, while a half finished banquet of fruit and roasted meats sits on another. A living area with a bed and other furniture fills the southern portion of the room.
At the table are four men, one wearing a golden funeral mask. They turn to your approach and the one in the mask notes "I wasn't expecting company." He looks at the lot of you a moment before continuing "By the looks of you, I'm assuming you came to rescue Ptemenib? You can have him if you want. I have no quarrel with you or him, he was just snooping where he shouldn't."
The other men, their hands on their blades, wait to see what your group does.
"He says we're welcome to take the cleric and go." Khufu says to Nak'T ah in Ancient Osirani.
Nak’T narrows his eyes at the men and snarls ” እርስዎ የክፉ እና የመጥፎ አስተላላፊ ነዎት ፡፡ ስለ ክፋትህ ፍትህ ቀርቧል!”
He then takes some quick steps forward and unleashes a gout of flame from his mouth that washes over all the men in the cluster!
Nak't says something in the old tongue that only some of the group understand before storming up to the group of men and bellowing out a wave of flames over them, completely surprising them and ruining any chance for diplomacy.
Nak’T then immediately swings his glaive around at the man in the funeral mask, hoping to strike him down before he can fully react.
Khufu is a bit surprised at the lizard-guy steps up and unleashes a gout of flame.
"Wait ... he breathes fire?" he asks, looking back and forth between his companions.
Then he points his Wand of Scorching ray at the man in the mask and unleashes its only charge.
(touch attack, in combat)
As the Ray flies wide he snorts "Defective wand...."
He tosses the spent wand to the side.
"W-what?", Ai'sha is completely surprised by Nak'T as she can't understand what he said before breathing fire. "...Well, crap. At least they're nicely clustered for me!", Ai'sha makes a gesture with her free hand and sings a few arcane words, making a layer of grease appear under the four men.
Ai'sha and Irakelesh are both surprised by Nak't but jump to action quickly. Ai'sha casts a spell forming a layer of grease below the men.
The leader and one of the closest men stay on their feet while the two in the back both fall to the floor.
Irakelesh pulls out his wand trying to blast the leader, but his aim is off as the ray flies off any hits the ceiling. Nak't promptly brings his weapon to bare against the leader slicing into him, just barely. The two in the back attempt to stand.
Both get to their feet and move out of the grease toward the fight.
The leader and the other man still standing step out the grease to attack Nak't.
The leader, using his fancy khopesh pulls Nak't's feet out from under him casuing him to fall to the ground, he then stabs down at him with his kukri driving the blade in. This also helps the other man jab his shortsword into Nak't as well.
Ai'sha has a cocky smile as two of the men fall down but then grimaces as all of them easily get out of the grease and Nak'T is knocked to the floor. She switches her stance and steps to cover the dragon-man's flank, swinging at the closest enemy.
"Lookout!!! Nak is down!!!" Khufu calls out.
He steps forward in front of Irakelesh, levels a finger at the masked leader and directs a ray of burning fire into the man's chest.
(touch attack)
Nak’T tried not to let being tripped hinder his ability. He lashes out with claws and fangs, trying to keep the villains at bay!
Irakelesh looks shocked at Nak'T's immediate and aggressive action. "Well, I guess we just jump in then. Nice job, Ai'sha, with that grease."
He pulls out his morning star. "Let's finish this." He looks the leader up and down then moves in for a strike.
Irakelesh moves into the room as he draws his weapon and studies the leader a bit to find a good opening to attack. Aliva moves toward the other man that had attacked Nak't and swings her morningstar.
She cracks the man over the side of the head dropping him to the ground after the damage he had already received. Ai'sha moves up to cut off the other men from getting around the group. She swings, but misses with her attack.
Before Irakelesh even gets an opportunity to do anything Khufu blasts the mask man with a fiery ray that drops him to the ground significantly burnt. With no direct threats now Nak't is able to stand and level's his glaive at the other man, steeping forward to attack, but missing.
The two men looked concerned at the odds, but shout and strike back, throwing caution to the wind.
While the one man misses Ai'sha the other stabs Nak't in his leg.
After dodging to the side, Ai'sha makes another swing.
With the threat to Nak'T Ahk removed by his spell, Khufu steps back out of the way.
Aliva swings her morning Star at the man standing over Nak't, hoping to distract him from hitting her new downed companion.
Irakelesh blinks in surprise as the foe he was concentrating on falls. "Well now, I guess that's a good thing." He shakes his head to clear his mind then surveys the situation. "Ok Ai'sha, I'm on my way to help you." He moves quickly to her side then swings his morningstar down on the thug attacking her.