Irakelesh nearly staggers under the onslaught from the vanth. He steps back away from the creature and accepts Ai'sha's healing. "This is tougher than I thought it would be." He smiles as Nak'T strikes at it. [b]"Great job,"[b] he says in Ancient Osiriani.
"This really has to be the stupidest thing I have ever done, a waste of resources and potential lives. Who put you in charge of the Military Arm of the Church?' Aliva spits at the man who thought this up as she swings out again putting more force into this blow
Khufu fails to activate his wand.
Ai'sha taps Irakelesh with her wand healing some of his wounds, then pulls out a tanglefoot bag. Nak't keeps up his attacks, slicing into the psychopomp.
Irakelesh steps back taking up a defensive stance to hopefully avoid further attacks. Aliva steps up and attacks the Vanth, but she is too caught up with her frustration at the whole situation to aim accurately with her swing. Khufu tries using his wand, laying on the floor, but he is still so out of it he can't remember how to activate it.
The vanth flies down to strike at Nak't this time, with Irakelesh trying to defend himself.
It slices across Nak't once again as it simply states "Why do you persist? You are no match."
Khufu tries his wand again.
Nak’T doesn’t understand the thing, and doubts he’d care if he could. He takes another heavy swing at the thing.
"Thanks Ai'sha. If you still have more of that healing, I'll take it." Irakelesh takes a quick step to add more distance between himself and the vanth. He draws an arrow and fires from his bow.
Aliva Swings at the creautre as well hoping to distract it so Nak't will hit it with his heavier weapon.
"Right, I'll get back to you in a second.", she says, circling the battlefield to get behind Nak'T and healing him again.
Khufu takes a few deep breaths and really tries to focus, finally managing to activate his wand and heal himself a bit. Nak't continues to fight the Vanth, but the repeated attacks are starting to wear on him and he misses with his swing. Aliva tries to assist him as a distraction but it doesn't seem to be enough to help.
Irakelesh steps back, dropping his morningstar and retrieving his bow to take a shot. While the arrow flies true, it barely does any damage to the creature. Ai'sha circles around and taps Nak't with the wand, but it barely heals any of his injuries.
The creature seeing he has the most challenging of his opponents on the ropes strikes again hoping the others will surrender when another of their group falls.
The vanth slices into Nak't once again finally dropping him to the ground. He turns to look at the others "There is no shame in surrendering to your better."
Sebti quickly casts a spell to stabilize Nak't from bleeding out.
"Surrendering is not our thing, and you're definitely not our better!", Ai'sha barks, throwing her tanglefoot bag at it.
Khufu staggers to his feet.
Then with Nak't down and the winged creature clear of combatants, Khufu focuses some of the last of his magical power into a ray of fire he directs at the enemy.
"Feel the power of the sun god!" he shouts out.
His hawk familiar spreads its wings and shrieks at the same time.
(touch attack)
Ai'sha just barely misses the creature with the tanglefoot bag as it hits the ground next to him exploding goo all over the rooftop there. Khufu on the other hand blasts the vanth with a ray of fire that seems to do significant damage to the creature, instantly drawing its attention. It looks to be in significantly worse shape than it did just moments ago.
"We were told when one of the teams was under half of their combatants they had lost." Aliva looks around. "Seems like you are the only one remaining on your team." Aliva stands angling her shield to prevent any attacks.
"Ha! Yeah. Those were the rules. So I think that we've clearly won. It's time to call off your attacker."
The man glares at you all for a moment and Sebti finally chimes in "They are right you know, those were your exact words."
Nahkt frowns but then waves his hand to call off the vanth who simply flies toward the mans side "Very well, though if you are going to rely on technicalities I worry you won't be able to stand up to the undead. No matter, if you all die and I have to save the city with my psychopomps anyway, just know I will be saying I told you so..."
He storms off the vanth following behind. Sebti just shakes her head, she gathers you all around and sends wave after wave of healing energies out over the group until you are all fully restored. "I'm sorry about all that, but I appreciate your efforts, it will go a long way not to cause a fracture in the church by you resolving our disagreement."
"We're going to have to rest before we tackle a city full of undead." Khufu says.
"I agree that we will need some rest before heading into the city of the dead again. We will be ready and can hopefully choose the fights that we want when we want." Aliva says to Nahkt as he walks away.
"Yes, a bit of rest will help. Do you want us to come back tomorrow morning?"
Sebti nods "That is probably for the best anyways to let Nakht get over his defeat. Get some rest and we will meet back here in the morning when you are ready to discuss things further."
"Back to the Hookah then? We will see you in the Morning Sebti, thank you for your hospitality." Aliva says as they make their way back to the Hookah.
Nak’T follows the group quietly back to their place of residence. It seemed to be some sort of dining establishment combined with an inn. He cared little that the current parishioners were giving him fearful looks and a wide berth. He sits down at their table and lays his weapon across his lap. After a few moments, he speaks up, speaking fluent Taldane ”I believe I owe all of you an apology. It would seem my abilities and my equipment have waned over the eons. I have been overestimating my ability and it has put you civilians at risk. I shall take efforts to measure the scope of my capabilities a bit more earnestly before charging headlong into battle in the future. However, I must say that your volunteering to undertake this crusade against these undead hordes is, while noble, a bit foolhardy. Do any of you have any experience in combating the Legions of the Dead?”
"I have trained in Last Wall with the Knights of Ozem, they were those who fought back the Whispering Tyrant and sealed him away. It is what I strive to be one day and to help keep him sealed where he is." Aliva says speaking Taldane back.
Nak’T looks at Alita curiously. ”I know not who or what this Whispering Tyrant is. I presume some sort of undead overlord?”
Irakelesh laughs at Nak'T. "Experience? Ha! I've got it all right up here." He taps his head. "Years of reading all the right books and talking to all the right people. You know they say, there's no substitute for a good book. Sure, you can spend your life in battles and pick up some knowledge, but study the works of the masters. That's where you'll really learn."
"My gifts come from my Lord Ra. His power is inimical to those who dwell in darkness." Khufu tells Nak'T Akh.
"Ah yes, Ra. Very traditional deity, especially for this region. My parents were big into Ra. I wanted to explore, though. I wanted to see what gods and goddesses other peoples worshiped. Eventually my studies lead me to the church of Irori. And you know what is most interesting of Irori? His most revered and sacred animal is the snail. Isn't that awesome?"
[ooc]DC * actual roll needs to get to 750 to complete the poison. 19 * 12 = 228. 522 points left. I'll try again next week.
"Wait! Were you able to speak with us all this time and kept barking things in ancient Osiriani just to confuse us!? I was almost asking Irakelesh for lessons!", Ai'sha says, surprised. "To your question, I'm sure we'll get the experience we need as we go, my swordplay wasn't very tailored to fight non-humanoids when we began, but I'm picking up some tricks, Sarenrae will light our path."
The draconian shakes his head. ”I was trained to pick up languages quickly if need be. My kind was created to be able to adapt in order to respond quickly to threats against the God-King and his people. As to your training, I would be willing to teach you some proper technique if you would like.”
"That would be nice. Well, let's rest, we have a city to save, apparently."
Khufu gets himself cleaned up and grabs a fresh robe.
When the others see him next, he is getting something to eat in the common room of the inn.
He is having a roast chicken and a cup of wine.
As he eats, he is trimming off bits of bird and tossing them to Little Ra as the hawk sits on the back of the chair next to him at the table.
"Can I join you for a meal Khuf?" Aliva says motioning to a chair next to him.
"Certainly. Sit down my friend." Khufu answers Aliva.
"Scrawkk!" Little Ra agrees loudly.
"Don't mind him." Khufu tells Aliva.
"Our Lord's blessings have accelerated in him and he is growing more spirited."
"Ah. A spirited bird. If I don't miss my guess, that's a nice little hawk. Or rather, I guess it's a magical version of a hawk. Did you know that real hawks mate for life? I don't suppose your magical one does that Khufu. But that would be interesting, right? If you somehow obtained another magical hawk and then they were a pair. Hmm. I wonder what that would be like."
Irakelesh spots a plate of cheese in the center of the table and takes a large piece of some hard, yellow cheese.
Khufu nods to Irakelesh "Yes, Little Ra is infused with the power of our deity and is his servant. In that way, I suppose, you could say that he has chosen a mate for life."
Ai'sha spends a long timing dressing before coming downstairs wearing her new armor. "Huh, not as regal as Akhentepi's armor, but I guess that's the price of protection", she says to herself, watching herself in every reflective surface she finds.
She eats her breakfast quickly, eager to get into action.
"I don't know about you guys, but I'm extra motivated now that we get to save the city and prove Nahkt wrong at the same time, we should get started!"
Aliva sits down and orders some food. "You Follow the Old Gods even called that in this area? Were you brought up in the church of Ra? I don't know much about your Old Gods." Aliva says
When Ai’sha uses his name, or at least what sounds like his name, in reference to that other lesser being, he shifts his wings in frustration. He growls a bit when the deities he was raised worshipping are being referred to as “Old Gods.”
”So, I take it some time has passed since I entered my slumber. What can you mortals tell me of what has transpired in the world?”
"I could not tell you much about this area, I am from Last Wall. My People with the help of the rest of most of the contient fought off the Whispering Tyrant and locked him away. A Great Evil Necromancer, I have wanted to become a Knight of Ozem and when I heard about the tombs opening here I came to see how I would fare against the Undead." Aliva responds to Nak't
"Huh. You keep mentioning a long slumber. Do you mean to say that you were asleep for more than a day or two? What year was it when you went to sleep?" Irakelesh looks genuinely interesed.
Nak’T turns to Irakelesh and replies ”I assume it has been a long time based on the ruined and primitive state of things here in the world. I was tasked with protecting the tomb and body of the Great Pharaoh Djederet I when he passed in the 1,817th year after the founding of the Glorious Kingdom. But something must have been damaged with the wards on my sarcophagus, my abilities and power was not maintained properly. What year is it now?”
Irakelesh with his knowledge of history would know that Pharaoh Djederet I was entombed in the year -1653 AR which would make Nak't over 6000 years. Djederet I was the grandfather of Djederet II who founded Wati, the city where you currently find yourselves, in -1608 AR.
"I was indeed brought up in the faith of Ra." Khufu tells Aliva.
"Devotion to the Sun has long been important to my family."
"Do you have many gods in this Lastwall place you come from?"