Aurora hovers, dumfounded as both her and Lym's magic has no effect.
Son of a...
She draws in more arcane power to her, until she can feel it thrum in her veins, then reaches out again with crushing force.
The weakened forgefiend struggles to stand, but it resists Lym's attempt to Dismiss it. It does not, however, resist the raging Thordak. The dwarf deals the final blows to finish the creature.
Lym floats back to ground level, her expression grim behind the veil and mask.
"Let us hope that was the worst this fiend has to offer," she says, "but not expect it. Well done, Thordak. Let's hurry and get to this wizard as quickly as we can."
Breathing a heavy sigh of relief as his fury subsides, "Whew! Thank Torag! Man I hated that thing. It was cheatin' by hidin' in the blasted walls," he complains as he takes a moment to rest before moving on.
While Thordak regains his breath, Tomaru summons the curative powers of his god to heal the group and then himself.
I agree Master Thordak, most unsporting of the entity! Still, your superior martial might vanquished it quite decisively I feel.
She flies around the room, stretching her wings.
I am ready when you each are
I believe that there is an exit to the north.
This long hallway has a looming ceiling forty feet above and is decorated with an intricate display of stone supports and beams. The walls are carved in long swaths of densely scribed runes—the seven-pointed star is repeated often. To the east, the hallway has caved in entirely—a battered door protrudes from the rubble, but the hall beyond is completely filled with detritus. To the west, the hall ends at an immense bronze double door that bears a huge mirror-like silver inlay of the ubiquitous seven-pointed star. This set of doors has no obvious hinges, handles, or locks, save for a single tiny star-shaped indention at the center of the larger mirrored star.
"Those should be harmless," Lym whispers, gesturing at the Thassilonian writing. "Prayers to a 'Peacock Spirit' to calm and prepare the mind of anyone who wants to use the library."
The Wizard narrows her eyes at the mirrored door with its indentation.
"Odds are good that requires a special key.... Such as a Sihedron amulet."
Praxim will put on his spells and divine bond now. His bond is to make his bow seeking and holy. He also puts on weapon of awe.
"Like this one?" Tomaru shows the Sihedron Medallion he wears.
Aurora whistles quietly
They sure knew how to build to impress back in the day...
As Tomaru brings forth the medallion, she can't help but swoop in to take a closer look
Shiny...
she stares raptly.
Despite the fact that the indentation is seven-pointed, Tomaru's medallion will NOT fit. It looks like it will require a key of some sort.
"Well if this door doesn't want to open, we could try back the other way. There looks to be door partly open already. We can come back here later."
It was worth a try Tomaru!
smiles Aurora
Let's go with partly open one then.
She follows the cleric to the door and waits for Thordak to go through.
Shrugging, "Alright. I was gonna try and bust it open but later sounds fine. Partly open it is," Thordak agrees, leading the way.
"I do have Knock prepared, you know. I could give it a try, but there are no guarantees it will work."
Thordak shrugs. "Doesn't matter to me, lass. Any door works for me. As long as we can kill what's behind it, I won't complain." He then cuts his eyes upward a moment in thought before, "Well... not a lot anyway."
Let's save the magic for now and try the partly open door first...
Praxim will scan through the partially open door for evil.
Lym will refresh her Detect Magic-spell and likewise scan through the partially open door.
Praxim detects three evil auras in the room beyond the door.
He attempts to ascertain exact strengths and positions.
The auras are of median strength, but are somehow...odd. Alien, even. They are moving about the room beyond, pacing to and fro; sometimes together, sometimes not.
"I am going to hang back," Lym whispers to the others. "We still have a Wizard to fight, and I might need my remaining spells to counterspell his.... if I can. If things go south in there, I'll cast as best I can. Fair?"
"I'd prefer to fire into the room and draw them out here, if possible. Maybe position our hand to hand folks on either side of the door, open it wide if it'll go, and I'll try to lure them out with arrows."
"Sounds good ta me, lass ... and elf. You bring 'em out and I'll kill 'em. Or I guess we all will. Well, except for the lass there," he nods toward Lym, "who's savin' her spells and all that. Possibly the lad too," he mentions, nodding towards Tomaru. "But maybe not, I'm not real sure. Maybe Aurora too," he shrugs, not too confident about that either. "Who else has magic?" He looks at everyone, just now realizing it's only he and Praxim left. "Oh. Well I guess it's just you and me, lad. Let's get 'em!" He then moves to the door and waits for the signal to pull the door open wide so the elf can do his part and bring the bad guys to them.
Never mind Master Thordak, as you say, just stand there and hurt anything that isn't us!
Aurora flits to a close by location so she has line of sight to the door without being in the way, then nods to Praxim that she's ready.
"I don't have your prowess, my friend, but with a moment to prepare, I am a potent combatant. For instance..." He then casts Divine Favor as he moves to stand next to the door opposite Thordak.
Lym floats upward, keeping an eye on the door but getting well out of the way.
Grinning, he nods at the two. "Sounds good ta me! Time ta kill whatever these things are and move on."
The plan is for Thordak to yank/shove the door open all the way and for Praxim to feather whatever is wandering around in there. Praxim will aim at one that's within 30 feet.
Lym hovers above, ready to hurl a Force Dart ()at the first enemy to exit the room, at least.
Thordak pushes the door open and...nothing. There is nothing that can be seen moving in the room.
This strange, empty room has been smoothed over to an even greater extent than the other chambers in this complex—every angle of the walls has been modified into a gentle arc, removing any element of harsh regular lines entirely from view. Patches of what appear to be scorch marks stain the walls and floors here and there, especially to the south, where part of the wall has fallen away.
Praxim scans again.
"Naybe it's a situation like at Foxglove," he suggests.
Raising an eyebrow at the empty room, "'A situation at Foxglove?' What in the blazes does that mean?"
Tomaru uses Bit of Luck on himself and enters the seemingly empty room. He knows it can't be so easy, though, and is wary for any trouble.
"Ghosts, or some sort of haunting."
Aurora holds her breath as Praxim scouts inside the room, her fingers twitching as she waits to unleash her magic.
Tomaru steps into the room, but does not see anything. The odd curves of the room immediately causes a mild headache with its alien geometry. He hardly has time to contemplate that fact when 3 figures appear next to him! These gaunt quadrapeds bare their fangs and attack!
The alien hounds continue to worry at Tomaru, biting and clawing.