Mierul lashes out with her flameblade, but Sven easily deflects it with his shield as he moves into position to strike.
Avora stabs at her again, angered by the sudden healing.
(+2 if Sven is flanking (not sure))
Mierul ducks out of the way of Sven's strike, disliking being surrounded.
Just pointing out Avora's attack.
Bugsby scrambles to his feet, grasping at the chairs and table next to him with bloodied fingers. Finally regaining his feet he looks at the heal Mierul and spits out some blood, "Veryneattricksyougot!" he calls out with jealous honesty, and throws a protoplasm at the blue skinned lady.
As Bugsby scrambles to his feet, Ankih again attempts to restore his health.
" May Sarenrae's light burn away your pain..."
He then slips the vial of ink, unused, into his belt pouch.
Gilganis rushes forward and takes a swing at the forllaren, but misses badly. Looking around, and seeing her fae companions defeated and the odds stacked against her, Mierul tosses up her hands and dismissing the flaming sword, "I yield, you have bested me."
Bugsby limps over to her and searches her for hidden weapons, as gentlemanly as possible while still being thorough... Sooooo bluuuuuue.... he thinks before realizing he's staring, and gives his face a little slap, not trusting himself to speak to the lovely and dangerous Mierul.
He also detects magic on her person once more, remembering the aura's earlier, and removes anything he finds. That done he'll scan down the hallway and through the doors while standing in front of them, senses alert.
Avora slows lowers her spear, but does not relax. She keeps a tight grip on the weapon as Mierul is searched. If the blue woman so much as twitches, the spear is lowered into attack position again.
"Could you please be more specific on what you mean by guardians? There are the guards of course, and the ravens, and the ravens handler, but there is also the cook, who gets fairly ornery if you disturb him. would you count Radosek's familiar as a guardian? Or what about Lady Argentea? She would surely defend herself if you barge into her chambers." responds Mierul meekly.
"That depends on the path you take. If you go directly to Radosek, nothing more than what I have said. If you check every room between us and he, then everyone will defend themselves. As far as Lady Argentea, she was here when I arrived after our little chase. Based on what the guards have been remarking, she has been here for a couple weeks." answers the forllaren, watching where Bugsby's hands go as he searches. His hands actually pass through some of the cloth, revealing that her dress is nothing more than a magical illusion, and she's been in her normal cloths the entire time.
Bugsby pales a little as he realizes some of the clothes are illusion, and is extra careful to be as polite as possible during the frisking. Hearing the conversation about Lady Argentea, he snorts loudly, "By'chambers'ofcourseyoumen'Dungeon'! Right?!"
"Actually no. She is here seemingly of her own free will. I haven't seen her often, she likes to stay in her rooms mostly, but she can move about freely." says Mierul.
Bugsby shakes his head disbelievingly, "Thatseemsimpossible! Isawthesceneofhercapture, itwasabloodbath! Whywouldshebemovingaboutfreely?...." and suddenly he recalls Mieruls own 'introduction' to the group, her pretend status as an innocent traveler. His eyes widen and he looks suddenly at Sven, "Sven! Youdon'tsupposeArgenteawasinleaguewiththewitches!?"
"Hardly another trick of mine." response Mierul with a bit of huff. When Avora takes objection to her tone, pressing the spear point against her icy blue flesh, she quickly adds, "She's right down the outer hall way to the south, ask her yourself. Though, I'd avoid the double doors to the south, unless you want to face Hestrig. No one has wanted to face Hestrig. Jairess is a cleric of Gozreh who has collected the local ravens and turned them into deadly flocks. Radosek even formed the aerie on the third floor for her to keep her pets close at hand. He fancies her you see, and chases after her when Nazhena is away."
"No, the cook is a spriggan names Mig Epsel, and he's up that outer hall to the north. Hestrig is one of the mightiest warriors I've seen. The one person who talked back to her she split right in two with that massive great sword of hers."
Bugsby grimaces as he hears about what's in store, "Noneofthemsoundparticularlyfriendly... Which do we take one first?"
Listening in on the questioning, Ankih eventually just shrugs.
" I'll follow your expertise on this Sven. Raiding castles has never been a strong point for me."
Looking around he will motion everyone closer to Bugsby, and approach when they comply.
" Milady aid us in our pain, grant us the succor of your burning light."
" Ah. Just a bit more..."
Floor to ceiling bookshelves line the walls of this sprawling chamber. An Ornate wooden table, covered with open texts and lit candles, and six chairs sit in the middle of the room. A massive mirror hangs on the western wall. You are greeted by fearsome looking warrior woman that clearly carries a northern heritage. "Bout time you got here, I could here you yapping in the other room." she says as she says a few words, growing in size and strength, and sending the table careening off the far wall with a mighty kick.
Bugsby suddenly feels very small, as the warrior grows in size. He thinks quickly, moves behind Sven to see into the room better and then casts a greasy spell right at her feet, the ground beneath her suddenly slick and messy.
The ground beneath Hestrig grow slick, and although usually stable on ice, the massive woman falls on her rump. Grumbling over the predicament, she uses her increased reach to push herself off from the wall, sliding off the grease before standing upright.
Ankih quickly moves into the corner to see into the room.
Gasping at the sheer size of the woman he fires off a bolt of flame.
" Dawnflower Starburst."
And cringes as it hits the books behind her..
Sven moves in, taking a nasty wound as he closes, but he smells that familiar stench, and lays into the woman with a fearsome strike.
Avora moves into the doorway and begins intoning the words to a spell.
Bugsby waits until his friends have made their attack attempts and throws the last of his more powerful spells, a greasy glob of glowing magic plopping into existence at the giant womans feat once more. "Shecan'tstayhugeforever!" he calls out to the others.
Gilganis hears Sven's call and hustles down to the corner of the hallway, his tail again working on creating his alchemical explosive while he moves. A deep sigh of lamentation can be heard when he sees his target and the number of books surrounding it, but he does as asked, launching the concoction onto the magically sized woman and seriously burning her in the resulting explosion.
Hestrig twitches, and Bugsby lets loose with his spell, again causing her to fall on her rump with a groan. With no where else to slide to, she cautiously stands and then swings with all her might at the cautious Sven. Sven does his best to deflect the strike, but the combination of weilding a two handed sword and his buckler doesn't aide in his defense and the blade crashes into his shoulder, dispite his best efforts at defense.
Bugsby winces at the blow Sven took, "SMOKINLaundry! Lookout! Svenclosethedoors! Makehercometouse!" That said, the gnome readies his Daze spell, again timing it to unleash as soon as Hestrig attacks or moves aggressively towards them.
Avora finishes her spell, bringing a small fire elemental into existence before the giant woman. Almost as soon as it appears, the elemental strikes at the enlarged foe.
+ burn (DC 11)