Silas looks about. "We should rest, get Leailoha his sight back. We could do with setting fire to those corpses given the propensity for undead around here."
Natalie looks at silas then takes note of Leailohas blindness. "Aye matey." She heads back to the group and helps them burn the bodies.
"A prudent suggestion, Silas."
"I may be able to manage to help with that before my sight is restored. You'll just have to point me in the right direction." Leialoha will help with burning the bodies and then withdraw with everyone else to rest.
I will GMNPC Beth to pray for a Remove Blindness (Hopefully she will be back soon!). The party rests and Beth casts on Leialoah restoring his sight.
"Ah! Thank you Beth. I've never experienced something so frustrating. I'm glad the rest of you were able to overcome him."
"Let's have one more look around this library now we all can see, then go deal with the new passage."
Oro-Tu grunts an acknowledgment, feeling slightly refreshed,and helps to scour the librarywith the others.
Eyesight restored, Leialoha also lends his eyes to the task at hand, exploring the library before returning to the foul area of the dead.
Beth will attempt a look around the room
Beth discovers a book trigger for a revolving door on the west wall. The floor around the bookshelf on that wall rotates 180-degrees. Beth steps of so that she is not moved on the other side. After a full rotation, a sarcophagus replaces the secret bookshelf.
"Well that is an interesting find. More undead or a strangely hidden crypt?" Leialoha helps to check the sarcophagus for traps.
"Aye matey, another mystery te solve." Natalie stays back and let's them examine the sarcophagus.
"Beth, are you ready in case there's more undead in there? Seems fairly likely."
"Want me to open?" Oro-Tu asks, indicating the sarcophagus.
"That's certainly a better idea than having me do it." Leialoha moves back from the sarcophagus and prepares to cast a spell when the seemingly inevitable undead creature emerges.
Oro-Tu grabs the lid when all are ready, flexes a few times to warm up, and heaves it out of the way.
Lying at rest is a pale human with a steak through his heart.
"How interesting." Wexley remarks from behind everyone, trying to get a good look.
Vampire Wexley. A Very, very old vampire.
"It looks like a vampire. Quite aged at that. I would not recommend pulling that stake out. It may be best to behead and burn it, but I'm no expert in such things." Wexley warns, his hand idly drifting towards his pistol grip.
Reducing a vampire's hit points to 0 or lower incapacitates it but doesn't always destroy it (see fast healing). However, certain attacks can slay vampires. Exposing any vampire to direct sunlight staggers it on the first round of exposure and destroys it utterly on the second consecutive round of exposure if it does not escape. Each round of immersion in running water inflicts damage on a vampire equal to one-third of its maximum hit points—a vampire reduced to 0 hit points in this manner is destroyed. Driving a wooden stake through a helpless vampire's heart instantly slays it (this is a full-round action). However, it returns to life if the stake is removed, unless the head is also severed and anointed with holy water.
"Yous all git lost 'n here? My, my I see my wee lambs are a bit 'urt and tem bein' without their sheppard. Lemme see wut Lester kin do fer ya!
Cap't Lester channels
"Got any holy water Lester? From what I recall of vampires, we can remove its head and bath it in holy water and that will do it. Otherwise, we can try dragging this body back up and drop it in a river or expose him to the sun."
"I think I have what you're looking for." says a strong, resonating voice from near captain Lester. Yet where there ought to be a man of great stature, there appeared to be none. Instead there was only half a man, perhaps a bit less, much like Lester himself. His words issue in a clear and carrying tone as he speaks, "The good captain here seems to have forgotten himself. Wexley, someone has sent for you. She says you 'have history' and that you'll know what she means. Lester will take you back."
Wexley looks a bit flustered at the intrusion of the halfling, then goes flush at the mention of the woman. "Well, yes, this sounds important. I'm sorry gentlemen, and Silas, but I'll return to you when I can. Carry on the good work." he nearly trips over himself following Lester.
Leialoha scowls at the newcomer, "Hmmf. Half a man in return for a man. Not a very fair exchange. Who are you?"
Lyst watches them depart and then turns to Leialoha. "Holy water is it? Yes, I've a few such. I am Miram Lyst, speaker for our great god Thyr. I will remain here to help you dispose of these abominations." the halfling declares authoritatively.
"Say native, is something wrong? Look a man in the eyes when he speaks."
Wexley, can you leave the wand of fireballs for Leialoha please? I don't wish the party to be without it.
"Oh, you should take this. You'll put it to better use down here."
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Natalie grins mischievously. "At least we get half a man matey...rather than nothin." Addressing the newcomer. "Ahoy matey. I be Natlie Desmee."
Silas looks at Wexley leaving. "It's always embarrassing when someone's mother shows up to collect them."
He smiles towards Lyst. "Well met. I'm sure if Lester as a follower of Quell vouches for you then you are sound. We've had worse." He watches Wexley trip.
Silas looks at Wexley leaving. "It's always embarrassing when someone's mother shows up to collect them."
ROFLMAO!!!! 200 XP for everyone!
You hear noises from the chamber to the east:
Corpses litter the floor of this large chamber,
piled three deep in some places. The smell of
decay is rank about the room. Shallow puddles of
a translucent viscous fluid seep between the bodies.
Passageways exit to the north and west.
Leialoha glowers over the newcomer, "Time to prove your worth Lyst. You've got holy water. We've got a vampire. Remove its head and bath it. Mind you don't remove the stake."
Leialoha nods to the east and whispers, "Noises there? Better see what that's about before continuing."
"Natalie? Perhaps with your sword? It seems especially sharp."
"Aye, Thyr prevents me from carrying such things. I can anoint this creature, but you all best behead it yourselves." Lyst agrees.
Natalie hefts her greatsword and approaches the body. She lines up herself with the head as an executioner readying the great hunk of metal. "I'm ready. Just tell me when." She beheads the creature when given the go ahead.
"If Lyst is ready with the holy water, go ahead. I'll be ready with spells if something goes wrong."
"Just seems odd that given all the other undead in here this one was never found. But I know little of these things."
"Have to agree about that, but I don't like the idea of leaving it behind us either. If someone removed that stake, we'd be facing an old vampire."
"I am ready, miss. I don't expect any surprises from this business." Lyst declares as he holds forth a vial of holy water and begins praying to Thyr.