Cronin thanks Snaggletooth, then attempts to assist one of the warriors in opening the grate, but mostly just gets in the way.
Str assist (1d20=6) [ooc]Forgot level bonus -- should be 7. Woohoo.
Cronin thanks Snaggletooth, then attempts to assist one of the warriors in opening the grate, but mostly just gets in the way.
Str assist (1d20=6)
Leo looks up,"Okay lets see if this sorts it out"
The gate creaks open under Leo's ministrations. Snaggletooth nods approvingly.
"Now you think like kobolds. Very sneaky. Can we go now?"
Turns to Fairwind and Perigia, "Let's go."
Perigia follows Caine back down the hallway. She is very nervous about being left with just the rogue for protection.
Turns to Fairwind and Perigia, "Let's go."Perigia follows Caine back down the hallway. She is very nervous about being left with just the rouge for protection.
Fairwind shuffles awkwardly.
"So..." she says nonchalantly, "Bein' made o' fire... must be kinda... um interesting."
"Snaggletooth, where are we supposed to find your cronies?"
Fairwind shuffles awkwardly.
"So..." she says nonchalantly, "Bein' made o' fire... must be kinda... um interesting."
"I am not so much made of fire, as I am infused with it's very essence. I can still have all the normal interactions with other beings, I am just more fiery and passionate about it," Perigia says.
"Snaggletooth, where are we supposed to find your cronies?"
"In the tower. We need to go through the old tombs to get there. I can find traps, but kobolds don't fight dead things."
Looking as pale as it's possible for a kobold to look, he goes on.
"This is old tunnel. All the dead are here, but it goes to the tower. Kneebiter will be in the tower. Look. Creeper feet, kobold feet - maybe goblin feet. Creepers are taking us to the tower. Nobody comes back."
He points to the ground. Now he's shown you, you can easily see tracks made by at least two types of creature.
Snaggletooth looks very much in earnest. He doesn't need to point out that even if kobolds did fight dead things, he doesn't have a weapon.
Fairwind says, "Yeah, that must make life very interestin'. That Caine fella cracks me up, reckons we're like his Purple Whatsemcallits, Wyverns? Manticores?"
"I believe it's purple dragons," Perigia replies, "and Caine has always struck me as being the brooding loner with a mysterios and tragic past then the hero in shining armor riding off to adventure."
The diversion creating group return, breaking in on Fairwind and Perigia's moment of bonding. You are now all outside the gate to the tomb room.
Cronin fingers his holy symbol, perhaps nervously. "I'm not much good in the front ranks, but let me go in second. If the dead truly do wake here, Selune's protection will be needed."
Cronin fingers his holy symbol, perhaps nervously. "I'm not much good in the front ranks, but let me go in second. If the dead truly do wake here, Selune's protection will be needed."
"I'll take point, Fairwind cover Perigia if these things rise we'll need her to take out any at range before they can close in preferably some kind of area effect fire spells if possible, Caine we're going to need you next to Cronin so you can call on your tactical expertise to backup his clerical abilities," Leo asks.
Leo will take the lead unless one of the others protests.
Raised stone biers are spaced evenly around the floor of this chamber, a few of them supporting the remains of ancient warriors honourably arrayed in death. The mail-clad forms are shrouded with dust, rusted blades grasped in their bony hands. A scattering of bones and rusted armour litters the floor. The warriors of ancient Saharelgard were treated with respect.
As you pass through the gate however, the peaceful scene changes before your eyes. From the mass of bones scattered amongst the biers a dozen skeletons arise, longbows clutched in their bony hands and swords at their sides.
Forgot about Caine's buff, so it's 8 for initative.
D1 falls back to a pile of bones almost as it reforms. From the vaulted ceiling you hear the sound of rustling as things left undisturbed for years wake again.
Moving to the side of a bier, Brujo's blade erupts with lightning.
The skeleton shows surprising fortitude and resists Brujo's attempt to haul it towards him. Multiple bones click as the skeletonic minions load their bows and prepare to fire at the party.
The skeleton shows surprising fortitude and resists Brujo's attempt to haul it towards him. Multiple bones click as the skeletonic minions load their bows and prepare to fire at the party.
Leo will move to D-6 perching atop a sarcophagus lid and using divine challenge on D#2 and cut loose with a Holy Strike upon the skeleton.
Twin Strike - D3 and D7 (1d20+7=12, 1d20+7=12)
Fairwind rushes past the paladin and stabs furiously at the undead.
Leo leaps effortlessly on top of the nearest bier and shatters D2 almost contemptuously.
Unperturbed, the bony horrors open fire and a fusilade of arrows fills the room. The sound of crunching bone grows louder as they unceremoniously trample the dead and back towards the second chamber, bows still at the ready.
D3 and D7 fire at Cronin and Leo respectively, providing Fairwind with an unexpected opening in their defences.
Cronin
Perigia
D7 dissolves in a pile of dust, but Fairwind's attack fails to make any impact on D3. Perigia moves swiftly to join Brujo and her missile sends up a cloud of dust as it detonates, reducing D4 to nothingness.
"Selune, guide me against these creatures of darkness!" Cronin invokes a prayer of protection, then moves further into the room.
"Look up stupid big things!" shouts Snaggletooth from the doorway. The source of the faint rustling is revealed as three enormous bats drop from the ceiling and flap towards you.
MAP - Round 2 start with added bats
Rev
That's good. If they were higher up I was going to try and jump for it!
Brujo summons another tendril of lightning, and wraps it tight around the bats neck. "Sorry about this"
With a tug he attempts to pull the bat down to earth.