Feeling woozy, Scarlet withdrawals from the skeleton to get some safe distance.
Barnabus directs the flaming sphere into the armored skeleton.
Then he throws a Force Missile into it for good measure.
"Look at that fat ba@!##%d blow!" Barnabus exclaims.
"Ooooo ...." he continues as he sees it splatter on his companions.
The armored skeleton is able to dodge away from some of the flames, but you do see some burning happening to the bones. When the Force Missile hits it let’s our a screech and sets its eyes upon the dwarf.
Lanliss Dalron & Del You’re Up!
Bozvrig and Truffels both try to attack, but their queasy stomachs won’t let them.
Del will indeed retreat for the moment.
Adventuring sux. I just need to curl up in a ball somewhere and hide.
Lanliss finishes his summoning spell and a bird screech echoes through chamber before a glowing eagle swoops into the armored skeleton from behind.
Finally, Lanliss looses his last flaming arrow on the undead warrior.
The Eagle relentlessly attacks the skeleton, but its attacks just clang off of the heavy armor of the skeleton. Lanliss’s arrow does just strike true, the fire burns it but it looks like the damage from the arrow was ineffective.
With Scarlet and Del moving back up the stairs and out of the room it leaves a clear path for the armored skeleton to move up face to face with Barnabus and Lanliss. Eyes still fixed upon Barnabus, the creature swings out with its sword. Barnabus takes 3 damage.
Barnabus grimaces as the skeleton slices his arm.
"Ahh.... so that how it's a gonna be." he drawls
He focuses for a moment and pronounces an arcane phrase.
"Mirrormungus!!!!" he exclaims and four illusionary decoys appear around him.
Then he raises his battle axe to threaten the undead.
"I'll show you how I chopped wood before I ran off from the farm you dirty dead bastiiidge."
"I don't know what your tale is, warrior, but it ended a long time ago." With that, Lanliss holds up Desna's symbol and beseeches her aid against this tired, old haunt.
The summoned eagle has circled around for another shot at the armored warrior.
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Barnabus safely cast Mirror Image and suddenly before everyones eyes there are five versions of Barnabus wielding an axe looking ready to strike.
The eagle uses its claws as death from above. The creature that had used Smite Evil against the skeleton seems to be fully effective against it. The armored skeleton is looking worse for wear.
As Lanliss goads the skeleton and a wave of positive energy flows from him, everyone can see the bones within the armor begin to glow a bright white. Looking closely the symbol of Desna begins to appear on those bones and with a thunder clap they shatter. The bones turned to dust and the Full Plate armor and Longsword fall to the ground and clatter down the stairs and land at Bozvrig’s feet.
The dust settles and everyone looks around at the party covered in rotting flesh and bone dust.
"Why am I always wasting my magic like this....." five Barnabuses demand from the rest of the group.
He casts Detect Magic and surveys the room.
"Whoo!"
Bozvrig cheers as the skeleton falls. Truffels sniffs at the shattered bones.
Lanliss moves to clap Barnabus on the shoulder, but he chooses the wrong image, and his hand passes right through. Awkwardly choosing another image to talk to, Lanliss replies, "I know how you feel. There were supposed to be three eagles, this time."
The set of Full Plate armor resonates as magical.
Looking over the decorative blade, you realize that it is a Ceremonial Longsword. It is mostly for show. Anyone was to use it you receive a -1 to attack and damage because it is not a well balanced or sharp blade.
Scarlet limps back into the room, barely standing up as he looks at what remains of the skeleton.
"Yeah. A rest is probably needed."
He sits down on one of the steps.
"Let's take a closer look at this set of armor." Barnabus muses, his five images bending over together to take a closer look.
With most of the party injured, Lanliss makes sure everyone is gathered close enough together, and requests Desna's aid again. This time to heal.
Bozvrig shakes his head, trying to clear the multiple images of Barnabus from his vision.
“Musta got hit harder dan I dought,” he mumbles.
“Danks dere buddy,” he slaps Lanliss on the shoulder, although the holy administrations don’t seem to clear the quadruple vision.
Del coughs out the last bit of phlem, and sits on the stairs. At first he is panicked when Lanliss begins his calling upon his god for healing, remembering last time, but before he can get away from the cleric, he realizes that he feels much better. He settles back onto the step with a heavy sigh.
"Thank you... I feel much better now, but still. I owe you all an apology. I don't know what is wrong with me. I ran up the stairs without regard to your situation. That won't happen again... I just can shake this feeling".
He looks at the new ring he just got.
"Is it possible this ring is cursed? I've had nothing but bad luck since I put it on. I believe I'll just take it off and leave it here to see if my luck changes... unless somebody else wants it".
Barnabus looks over the item and is unable to detect the full potential of the armor. He can tell that the Full Plate is magically enhanced with a +1 property, but there is something more that is hidden from him.
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Feeling the warm energy flow over him
"Thank you Lanliss, that was really needed."
Dalron starts to reload his quiver with arrows and looks over to Del.
"I don't think that the ring is cursed Del. I would just keep it on, If things still seem to go sour for you, you can always take it off later."
Standing up and taking a stretch.
"How are you guys doing for spells? I know we just started the day but I am just seeing how you spell casters are doing?"
Bozvrig gives Dalron a thumbs up, then leads Truffels over to the two sealed sarcophagi and has her sniff, “Any more walkin’ dead, girl?”
"This is a nice magical set of plate mail. It has some special properties beyond the normal enchantment for efficacy." Barnabus tells the others.
Feeling the healing energy wash over him, he smiles as he stands up. "Thanks for the healing. That just hits the spot."
Scarlet goes to investigate the sarcophagi for anymore loot or things of interest.
Lanliss is oblivious to Del's discomfort with being healed , nods politely to everyone who thanks him for the healing, and gives Dalron a thumbs up in response to his question about spells.
Truffels sniffs around at the two sealed sarcophagi, but does not smell anything within. But, that could be because of the rotting flesh that is covering the room from the Plague Walker.
Scarlet looks around the room. The two sarcophagi that are sealed are exactly the same from the previous room, each one with two rubies for the screaming faces eyes. Moving to the shattered lids where the two defeated creatures came from, Scarlet finds among the rubble four flawed rubies. Outside of that, there is nothing else in this room.
"I still have half of my magical arsenal available."
The two sarcophagi that are sealed are exactly the same from the previous room, each one with two rubies for the screaming faces eyes. Moving to the shattered lids where the two defeated creatures came from, Scarlet finds among the rubble four flawed rubies.
Once everyone has rested, Lanliss suggests moving on to the next room. And if that is clear, the room beyond.
As you descend the stairs this room also lights up and begins to paint itself magically.
Snow covers the hil, but bloodstains clash with the mud and frost. The blond king has fallen to one knew, his left arm hanging useless at his side. Bestial humanoids surround him as he caresses the cheek of the red-haired woman lying mortally wounded before him.
Behind the golden-haired king stands the raven-haired knight, his silver armor stained with blood and his eyes wild with triumph, wrath, and greed. He holds the king’s crown aloft with one hand as his curved blade slices down at the king in the other.
As the image fades, the dim light reveals a plain stone door to the east.
As you go through the stone door to the east...
Soft light illuminates this corridor fro no single point. You see more intricate design work on the north and south walls, but no dust, no webs, and no signs of age or weathering. The passage turns north ahead.
Your reach a point to where stairs lead to the north. The stairs that descend here are gradual and smooth, and the ceiling above stays at the same height as the corridor, despite the descent. Purple curtains that glitter with gold tracery cover a tall opening to the west at the stairway’s base. The passage also continues to the east on the other side of a similar curtain.
On the wall facing the base of the stairs is a huge painting that depicts a tall, dark-haired man sitting on an opulent throne. He wears a golden crown and frowns darkly.
There is nothing to leave tracks in. No dirt, dust, webbing, or even aging to the stone it is spotless as if it was installed yesterday.
Scarlet pulls out some of his thieving tools and starts to pry loose the 4 other rubies before moving onward.
After working on the rubies, he then joins the others and keeps an eye out for traps as they move along.
Bozvrig stands back while Scarlet goes to work. He holds his axe at the ready and advises, “Best ta not wake de dead if dey ain’t woke yet.”
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"Before we go in, I think that we should look at our gear to make sure we are using the best what we can? I have that magic Scimitar that if someone else could use it they can have it. I am just thinking that some monsters may need magic to hurt them.
Bozvrig, I know you are partial to that ax that you swing, but what do you have if you needed a shield? I have seen other druids with scimitars, so would you like this one if you needed to use a shield? I think we have a spare shield in the bag if you want it.
How about you Del is there anything you might want to use? Barnabus is there any magic trinkets that you could use if need be?
I am just thinking that I would rather have people have it, than to chase down Scarlett to get it out of the bag in the middle of a fight."
"It's a shame nobody here wears such heavy armor," Lanliss says indicating the magic plate mail.
Bozvrig takes the Magic scimitar and the heavy wooden shield.
"I don't think there is anything appropriate for me."
Scarlet takes a little bit of time, maybe a little longer than normal because of the non-mechanical nature of the settings, but he is able to remove the other four flawed rubies.
The party makes their way past the last room that illuminates itself and through the oddly clean corridor and find themselves at the stairs. Scarlet checks for traps and finds nothing, everything seems clear. To the west/left and to the east/right of the image their are two curtains that you can go through.
What does the party do?
"Flip a coin? Left or Right?"
Dalron opens the curtain leading to the east and it reveals a large room.
This large room has glossy stone floor and marble walls. Patterns on the floor and walls shine in the magical light. To the southeast, you see the statue of a mounted warrior, his horse’s front hooves kicking at the air. North of that statue, along the eastern wall, are two iron coffers. A large dais and jewel-encrusted throne are set against the north wall.
Sitting on the throne is a handsome, clean-shaven man who has a powerful build, his raven locks spilling from beneath a golden crown onto the pauldrons of his fine plate armor and violet cloak. Sheathed blades lean on either side of his fine chair. As you look on, he opens his dark eyes and frowns.
“Who would disturb the rest of the king?” he asks in a deep voice.