"That was weird." Hobbes checks the chest for traps and opens it if not trapped.
Inside the chest are a few changes of clothes and a single scroll of age resistance.
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Watching Hobbes with the chest he had a little smirk on his face.
Friend Hobbes, do you remember that first chest we found? sitting out in the ice yes yes... those silly High sentenals had buried all the treasure underneath it and trapped the empty chest...
He said shaking his head with the mirth of the memory. He did not like this place... but htey would get by yes yes, they would.
"Well if there is anything underneath, I can't get to it."
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Neverhome heads North, very cautious to avoid the dead Ravens.
On the other side of the door is a familiar-looking severed head. Nearby is a long staircase that leads upward. Several of the steps have runes on them.
Neverhome rolls his eyes, shuts the door, and heads to the next closest one.
The remains of a giant wooden statue, carved to resemble a stooped and ancient beldame, lie broken and scattered across the floor of this chamber. Partially covered in this debris is the corpses of a pair of frost giant warriors. A set of massive double doors stands in the south wall, their faces engraved with a procession of humanoid figures. At the top of the doors, the figures are young women in the bloom of youth, but as the parade continues down the doors, the figures age, turning into pregnant matrons, stooped crones, and finally, at the bottom of the doors, into capering skeletons that vanish into a gaping tomb.
The are Iobarian messages inscribed on the other three walls of the room.
East Wall: "Under the full moon in summer, motherhood."
South Wall: "When the moon is dark in winter, death."
Neverhome will search the warriors for anything useful before interacting with the door.
"Hmmm...the progression of life." Sigrun says quietly.
Loot
L Chain Shirt x2
L Greataxe x2
Coins totaling 82gp
Neverhome opens the door.
"Anyone able to figure out what that says?" Sigrun asks looking up at the inscriptions.
"Nothing, unfortunately." Zses shakes his head as he follows behind the others.
This vast natural cavern is drowned in darkness. To the southeast, a ring of towering black basalt menhirs surround a great gaping pit torn into the cavern floor. Spiraling runes etched in white chalk cover the faces of the standing stones, which are painted with fresh blood. The bodies of two frost giants lie on the floor outside the ring. A border of countless skulls, both human and animal, surrounds the pit. A break in the border forms an entrance leading to the pit's edge. There, a flight of stone steps carved into the perimeter descends into the abyss. The air above the pit seems to waver and ripple as if from heat, but there's no discernible change in temperature.
Slowly circling the perimeter of the stone ring trots a fierce-looking centaur carrying a great warhammer, his hirsute body drenched in blood. On the pit's far side is a Huge eight-legged centaur with the body of a frost giant.
"What do you think?" Neverhome quietly asked the others.
There are dead frost giants about, so I say focus the blue one first and see what the bloody one does. If he objects to us, we object to him. Percy says as she again whispers a spell of Blessing.
Neverhome nods before walking into the room and heading towards the giant blue centaur.
Hobbes casts a spell on himself as he draws his bow silently answering Lyosha's question.
Eyes shifting from the Frost Giant Centaur to the blood covered savage warrior before them, Sigrun draws hammer advancing alongside her lover. "Given that that one's covered in blood that isn't his, I doubt he's going to let us pass."
"well then no need to not hurry things along. Let us move forward quickly."he began following his friendly barbarians forward atop Mule
Hila almost gallops forward. The last few hours were battle-free and now it was time to end that.
Percy advances with her companions and purposefully keeps them between her and the monsters for now.
The centaur points his warhammer threateningly at you as you approach.
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With a shrug to his friends not understanding the dark and hateful sounding speech he nudged Mule with his knees... and they charged.
As Silence launches into a charge, Sigrun looks over at Lyosha, a little laugh coming from her as she bursts into a full on charge, her hammer slamming into one of the centaur's legs.
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Neverhome can't help but nod and shake his head after Sigrun charges off, following right behind her.
Attack: +14
+8 BaB
+5 STR
+1 Enhancement
+3 Reckless Abandon
-3 Power Attack
Damage: 17
+7 STR
+1 Enhancement
+9 Power Attack
Hobbes keeps moving and takes a shot at the centaur.
Hila rushes in before the barbarians can finish the centaur off.
(avg 16.5)
As you charge forward, the centaur shouts a command in Abyssal and slams his warhammer into the ground. There's an explosion of cold, and a wave of ice knock Silence off his horse. The catfolk is instantly encased in a 9in-thick block of ice. Simultaneously, the svathurim sets its lance and lunges forward. It walks over the pit with ease, blows through Hila like she isn't even present, and doesn't stop until its weapon is buried in Sigrun's chest.
Svathurim: 56pts damage, not shaken
Percy snaps and your old pal Rocky makes a triumphant return! He poos up on the other side of the monsters for flanking goodness and wails on the air walking...thing.
Zses hexes the svathurim, but the sudden misfortune isn't sufficient to prevent it from injuring Neverhome and Sigrun with its powerful natural weapons. Meanwhile, the centaur hammers Hila with a pair of powerful blows. With each strike, there's a miniature fiery explosion.
Your Turns
Svathurim: 56pts damage, misfortuned
He strained putting forth his effort into shattering the ice cage to no avail while Mule not entirely aware his master was in a predicament did his best to bite and smash the bad creature before it.
Snarling as the beast strikes Sigrun, Neverhome lashes out at it in a frenzy.