Oloch, after some agonizing over whether to adopt the pyramid monster or eat it, apparently decides to eat it. In preparation for eating it, he attempts to chop it into small pieces and partially succeeds.
His first swing is a solid hit but not a critical success. His second swing barely hits, but catches some already damaged parts and lands hard. His final swing carries more enthusiasm than accuracy, and misses.
More pieces of the pyramid fall away. It is missing several major chunks of its outer wall, but the structure as a whole is still holding together.
Crowe and Quinn, you're up!
Crowe, seeing the free spot, doesn't wait much longer to swing his Earthbreaker in the pyramid's face! He enters a furious rage and tries to hit the pyramid as hard as he can.
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Crowe swings a mighty blow... and misses "a pyramid in the couloir*", glancing off the thing harmlessly.
The pyramid, unable to move forward fast enough to trample, slams instead at Crowe and Oloch with much creaking and grinding of its battered gears.
And... it misses both!
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Jan, Oloch, Quinn
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Pyramid
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Archon, Wadi, Crowe
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Oloch, Jan, Quinn
Still enraged, Crowe continues to bash the thing.
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Crowe swings a mighty blow at the center of the pyramid. His earthbreaker not only breaks earth, but causes the pyramid to crumble into teeny piles of rubble.
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Wadi smiles in relief as the others pound the pyramid construct to rubble. "Good job guys! These constructs are the bane of all magic wielders so I am truly thankful you were here to take care of that!"
Once the others have healed themselves, Wadi takes out his Wayfinder again and soon it glows with a pale light. With one last look behind him he proceeds cautiously after the others.
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Now that things are getting a little more interesting, I'll go ahead and lay a gentle hand on Crowe's shoulder, with a few inspiring words, casting Barkskin (+3, 30 Mins).
"When the time is right, friend Oloch, I have a gift for theee as well."
After we get the door open, if it looks like the way is clear (for the 750ft) ahead, I'll also call on a little bit of scouting help, Summoning a Celestial Pony, and asking it to simply run down the hall as far is it can.
Wadi, there is some scattered daylight coming down through the slots that are in the ceiling all the way down the causeway. Archon, you guys are halfway down the causeway, 375 feet. Do you want to summon your pony now for the run?
Now, with the party feeling somewhat paranoid, you continue marching down the dappled light of the causeway, with Archon’s lovely celestial pony in the lead, galloping down the stone passage. When it reaches the end of the hallway, it neighs in front of a pair of closed stone doors before disappearing.
As you all come forward to peer at the doors, a closer look reveals that they're a pair of heavy stone doors carved with images of rampant sphinxes stand at the terminus of the long causeway.
Both Quinn and Crowe realize that there's something odd about these doors. Quinn says it first. "They appear trapped, with the full trigger on the other side." Moreover they also appear to be stuck shut... What do you want to do?
"Err, we can try to break the door?" he asks with a grin, trying to look for signs of approval in the group.
In response to Wadi's suggestion to look for a secret door or another entrance you all spend a couple minutes looking down at the ravine that reaches far below the causeway, tap the causeway itself and poke at the walls on either side of the heavy stone doors.
Try as you might, you can't find another way in except through those trapped doors.
Quinn sighs, and looks out at the sweaty, rubble-coated fighters before pulling off his stylish coat and handing it off to Archon. "Hold this for me, will you? This is going to be one of those tough jobs."
He asks Crowe to give him a boost up to the ceiling, where he pulls out his masterwork thieves tools and sets to work. "Don't drop me. Or jiggle me too much, okay? This isn't as easy as it looks."
The angle is challenging, but Quinn's nimble fingers finally find the triggers, which he disables with a satisfying 'click'. Quinn grins and climbs down. "Now you can bash those doors down if you'd like."
He steps back to give room for Crowe and the others bust open the door.
Strength checks, please? Two of you can work together on this.
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Before moving down the hall Jan finishes bopping himself with the CLW wand and gets it back into it's sheathe
When stopped in front of the trap Jan again touches Quinn on the shoulder and again mutters "Grant du säker resa på vägen och din lycka vara med dig"
While Quinn is messing with the trap Jan will drink an Antitoxin and an Antiplague and when it appears Quinn is finishing up Jan will use his wand of Shield of Faith and put it away
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Oloch flexes, and nods in appreciation to Archon - "Thank you brother"
The half orc takes a defiant look at the heavy stone obstacle, moving slowly and with purpose towards them - planting his hands apart, one on each door, you can see the muscles in the inspired warrior's arms, shoulder and back bulge with the effort - "Hrmph!" - comes the familiar expression as he pushes even harder, his legs adding to the effort.
Oloch strains, and the door starts to budge... slighly. He thinks that he may need some more help getting that door open.
With Archon and Oloch both putting their backs into it, the doors slam wide open. The daylight that had filtered through the ceiling slots in the main tomb proper is now gone, and you are plunged into darkness until Wadi activates his wayfinder. As you proceed cautiously down the short hallway, it opens up into a very pretty room.
Tall, pink granite columns, carved and painted to resemble palm trees, stand around the perimeter of this chamber, supporting the barrel vault of the ceiling. Slabs of the same pink granite line the walls. A stone sarcophagus stands alone on the limestone floor in the center of the room.
Oloch, Jan, Wadi and Crowe all notice cleverly concealed doors leading off either side of the pink granite room. Beyond, a dark doorway leads deeper into the pyramid to the west.
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Wadi stares about him admiring the beautiful sculptures in the pink granite room. Well, it looks like this Pharaoh definitely had a taste for the beauty in life! Perhaps this was created for his concubines...
As he notices the sarcophagus his smile disappears. "Uh oh...let me have a look here first guys. Make sure there are no magical effects to worry about here.
He steps to just inside the archway so he gets a look at the entire room before casting a simple cantrip.
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"Humm." "We seem to be in hypostyle, sort of a temporary mortuary tomb, normally outside the actual tomb itself. Normally these are constructed outside the pyramid, like a holding area until the structure is completed, but it seems this one was actually integrated into it. Odd. This would have been the final stop for the funerary procession before the body of Sekh-. . . . Klaatu-Barada-Nikto was finally put to rest."
From where they are, Wadi detects no magical aura and Archon detects no evil.
Does the map currently reflect accurately everyone's position in the room?
Archon, you're acting paranoid. Would I ever harm you, my darlings? And is your location on the map accurate?
"That's a good question, Oloch." Quinn strolls in the room, peering intently at the hieroglyphs along the near side wall. "The short answer is that we don't know. Where there is one deviation in local architecture, there may be others."
Fluent in ancient Orisioni, Quinn points out various hieroglyphs along the walls. "These hieroglyphs proclaim the many titles of Pharaoh Sekh-pa-Mefer III, and the reliefs show his numerous military victories over his enemies." He snorts. "Those Ancient Osirions liked to brag."
As Oloch pauses in the center of the room, what appears to be a Sarcophogus suddenly sprouts glistening tentacles and many sharp teeth. The Sarcophogus attempts to slam into Oloch.
However the Sarcophogus, cramped from not moving in a very long time, trips over its own tentacles and misses!
It's a combat! What will you do?
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Crowe is up!
Swiftly, Crowe growls and enters his bloodrage as he comes towards the sarcophagus. He hits it with all his anger.
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Crowe smashes the toothy Sarcophagus with the mighty power of his rage. He flattens part of it, and the creature shrieks, "Yow! Watch it, that smarts!"
To Crowe's disgust, he finds that his earthbreaker is now stuck to the slimy adhesive that now coats the thing.
"Yeah, baldy, your bashy thing is stuck!" The sarcophagus chuckles, then slams at Crowe.
This time, the sarcophagus hits! "And now you're stuck on me too! You and me, glued at the hip! Heh, heh. You know the old saying... Keep your friends close and your enemies closer? Ha!"
The entire party is up!
Quinn does not want that adhesive slime anywhere near his stylish coat. Lacking a decent ranged weapon, he backs up against the wall.
"That creature's a mimic! Very sticky, immune to acid, and it can disguise itself as anything. The only way to get Crowe free is to kill it or use universal solvent, and I don't have any on me!"
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Jan prepares to cast a spell, just as he hears Quinn's announcement about having to kill the mimic to release Crowe he changes what he was going to say into a number of curse words in Skald, and moves in drawing his crossbow to try and line up a shot
As an AoO I can aid another for AC (up to 2 times per round)
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Wadi stares at the talking sarcophagus with an incredulous look on his face. That thing talks? It is unfortunate it only wants to eat people. I think it would make a wonderful thespian!
Turning his attention back to the battle, he utters a curse under his breath. I won't be able to fry it, what with Crowe stuck to it. I'll have to get him freed somehow...Perhaps a simple grease spell will help here.
He chants a quick incantation and soon Crowe's plate armor is coated in a black greasy substance.
Jan double moves to offer protection to both Oloch and Crowe. Wadi casts grease, hoping to help Crowe escape his sticky situation.
"Grease! My favorite!" The sarcophogus licks Crowe with a big, slurpy tongue. "Bloodragers are better with butter!"
Archon, Oloch and Crowe are up!
-Posted with Wayfinder
"If anyone has some alcohol, that would free our stuck friend!" he adds quickly.
-Posted with Wayfinder
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"You speak..." - Oloch sounds surprised for just a split second - "In that case you understand my words - surrender, you surely understand you are completely outmatched" - he finishes calmly.
Regardless of the sticky substance that coats the creature's body, the half orc attacks, as there is no other alternative for him.