If no one wants it, Bollwerk takes the magic shield and replaces his old with it. Looking around for an armorer he will get it painted first white, than with his 4 stars and under it a golden sword
Fabian will just take one of the potions of Cure Serious Wounds, as agreed.
Fabian would also like to try to locate and scribe the following spells into his spellbook:
2nd level: Glitterdust, Create Pit
3rd level: Dispel Magic, Magic Circle Against Evil, Wind Wall, Fly, Water Breathing
He'd also like to find and buy a miniature gold shovel worth 10gp, if he can find such a thing. This is the focus for Create Pit, and it's possible that Quednys or Aravashnial may have access to one. If not, he'll try to find somebody to commission one.
That will take him most of the previous day and cost 530gp in scribing.
Fabian says, "I am ready. Let's go remove the rest of the magic from the wardstone before the demons can use it against us."
Looking around to all gathered Bollwerk clears his mouth.
"Today, we take back our city. Today we will take back our destiny. Look around to the man to your left, look around to your right! Chances are, one or booth are dead by the end of this trial! Tell them your name, so that those that survive remember it. Remember it for the sacrifice you with an hope filled heart undertook. Remember it for the courage the owner showed. From this day on, we are brothers and sisters in battle. And you will look at other people with pitty, because they weren´t there, in the forge of destiny, to show to the world and themselves that it is not race, nor gender, nor rank of birth what defines a person, but his willingness to do for others that shows true nobility. My name is Titian Hann, called Bollwerk, and today I will go out and take back our heritage, and to the abyss to any demon or demons asskisser who stands in my way!"
Kazul tries out the cold iron falchion in hand. "With this falchion in hand, let the devils/demons fear the might of the Bear!"
Farasha raises her bow and shouts in exultation as Bollwerk finishes his speech.
I am ready to fight!
You set out within the hour. The dark skies over Kenabres roil and swirl, deep rolls of thunder echoing amidst the rubble. The entire city seems to be holding its breath...waiting. Irabeth gives you one last nod before leading her troops away to the north, leaving you to your task....
A large stretch of buckled ground and rubble stretches before the Gray Garrison, an aptly named structure that squats across from the open ground that once stood before the Cathedral of Saint Clydwell. That cathedral is no more—nothing remains but a towering mound of rubble and a deep, jagged rift in the ground.
Two hideously obese, naked men armed with scythes guard the Gray Garrison’s entrance.
Fabian whispers to the others. "That looks like Lord Hulrun and Kando Nyserian, but they don't look like themselves. They weren't that rotund in life... and they didn't dress that way either. Something horrible is afoot here."
Does Fabian have any idea what might have happened to the men? Take 10 on Knowledge (Planes) for 22 and Knowledge (Religion) for 20.
I think you're right Fabian! There's evidently some foul play here
she sizes up the sentries
Kazul's plan has merit, we could start a fight from a distance to draw them out, but then no element of surprise and no telling what they might call as reinforcements...
There is nothing to Fabian's knowledge that would explain what you are seeing in the bloated men. A new type of demon perhaps...
There is no sign of archers or any other guards besides the two in front of the door.
Kazul hesitates when he hears the word demon and directs his comments to the Mage. "Those might be tougher to kill in one shot. What can you tell me about them? Can they see invisible?"
Farasha tries to remember her book learning from her time in the temple, not her strong suit, but she had to try and recall if these things had any known weaknesses or abilities such as Kazul suggested.
Fabian says, "I do not know what has been done to them, or what we are looking at. Some type of demon or undead. I suspect we just need to end them...."
Well we can't do nothing... so let's go with Kazul's plan... Kazul you sneak up on them, we will wait until you strike then we will add our arrows and spells to the combat
Farasha readies her weapon and gestures for Kazul to move off.
"And I will charge to your side!"
If so, Kazul gulps a potion of invisibility and off he goes to Stealth, approaching up the middle falchion in hand.
The bloated form of the noble Nyserian shrieks in pain as Kazul suddenly appears out of nowhere and slices its abdomen nearly clean through. With a scream of hatred, both creatures heft their scythes and prepare to defend the doors!
Bollwerk charges the other one.
Farasha sees Kazul's attack, and within moments has stepped out of cover and nocked one arrow, with another between her teeth.
Taking a single heartbeat to aim and loose each, the wooden shafts fly through the air
Whilst the first strikes too high, the other slams straight in to the upper chest of the injured abomination.
Surrounded in silence, Kazul strikes again at the wounded one, still flat-footed.
Fabian moves up near to Sjurd, watching closely for signs of other guards.
Your attacks seem to hurt them, Bollwerk with Radiance, and Kazul most of all! The rest of you have a tough time causing serious injury.
'Nyserian' screams in agony as the combined attacks of the party nearly finish him. Mouth frothing with bloody spittle, 'Nyserian' backs up to the doors and begins to shake. Suddenly a crack appears in the center of the man's face, growing quickly to split the skin down the middle. A horrific bipedal form steps out of the skin: humanoid in general form, with a huge worm-like head. Just as quick, the demon absorbs the falling skin into itself, healing some of its wounds. Once its disgusting transformation is complete, it lashes out with its scythe at Kazul, the blade whistling high over his head.
The obscene form of Lord Hulrun also steps back and casts a spell. Dark energies flow from its body, washing over you and its companion.
Kazul continues the attack on his foe, weaving and bobbing, trying to avoid the scythe.
Taking on the other one, Bollwerk slashes at it with his sword.
My arrows are not doing much to these things, anyone an idea what they might be vulnerable to!?
Farasha takes a gamble and nocks two silver-tipped arrows, judging that it was the only ammunition she possessed that might bypass their tough hides.
Two more arrows spun through the air...
"Cold iron!"
Fabian runs forward (to square Y15), brandishes his staff, and activates his protective ward.
Farasha's arrows and Uli's slams have little effect on the Hulrun-demon. Kazul, on the other hand , continues to carve away on the Nyserian-demon with his cold iron falchion.
One demon lashes out with his scythe and slices Kazul across the arm. The second misses Uli by a Worldwound mile.
Mentally thanking Bollwerk for his help, Farasha pulls two cold iron tipped arrows from her quiver, steps towards the demons and lets fly.
Continuing his attacks Bollwerk renews his attacks.
Kazul grimaces at the slash and realizes it is up to him to end this demon's existence He tries to behead the monstrosity!
Fabian brandishes the wand of magic missiles, and fires one at the demon on the right, unless it's already down, in which case he'll target the one on the left.
Kazul slays the Nyserian-demon with a well-placed strike. The Hulrun-demon is surrounded by steels and claws, taking solid hits from Farasha's arrows and Bollwerk wielding Radiance. Uli, Sjurd, and the Eagles hit the demon, but its damage resistance shrugs off most of the blows.
Much like the first one, the Hulrun demon splits its skin, absorbing the bloody flesh into itself, and healing some of the damage dealt!
In desperation, the demon strikes at Bollwerk with its scythe, the blow glancing harmlessly off of his shield!
Farasha frowns as the demon heals itself, grabbing two more cold iron arrows.