Abigail knows the taint of evil is strong down here and that it is causing the cold. What evil it is, the cleric is unsure.
She looks around at the others, "What do you lot think? Should we go through the rest of this chapel, or head back down the hallway?"
Thangrom hefts his weapon up to rest on his shoulder again, before stroking a hand through his beard. "I'd like t' make sure everythin's alright in here 'fore we move on, if that's alright. If anythin's defacin' the place, I'm pro'ly th' only faithful around who can do anythin' about it."
She nods her head, "Alright, the rest of the chapel area it is then. Jerrica, if you would be so kind as to lead the way again?"
Jerrica nods, taking a look around the chapel.
Abigail stops she looks a bit nervous, there is something down here, something very evil. a taint, a very strong evil taint.
Studying the outfit for a moment, Vishanti dons one, relieved at the warmth it provides over her usual garb and exposed skin.
Aside from the coffer, there is nothing else significant in this room.
"Let's return to the hallway," Jerrica suggests, leading the way. She heads south until she gets to a more open area.
Tangrom nods at Jerrica, seeming a bit more confident now that the area seems safe. "What else do we gotta check out?"
"Looks like this area and another one to the right," Jerrica says, taking a look around the area.
Whether its the chill or something else, Jerrica doesn't notice anything interesting about this hallway. A myriad of slender pillars - carved to represent human warriors clad in platemail and holding a battleaxe grounded in front of them - hold aloft this chill hallway's sagging ceiling. A doorway leads to the right.
Derika takes a look around as well.
"Seems safe enough, want to look around?" Jerrica asks.
She shrugs, "Sure......what are we looking at again?"
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"A bunch of columns."
She sighs, "Well....aside from it being super cold I'm not getting much else here."
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"I can't see the end of this room, so let's move ahead and take a look," Jerrica says, heading into the room.
As Jerrica reaches the midpoint of the room, one of the columns reveals itself to be alive and swings a battleaxe at her.
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Round 1: Telsyn, Vishanti, Thangrom, Abigail, Caryatid Column, Jerrica, Kerkko, Derika
It'll ruin your weapons! Most spells won't affect it either!
He moves to R17.
"So what are we supposed to do then?!" She exclaimes in a frustrated tone. "We can't just stand by and do nothing while it annihilates us....it's almost killed Jerrica with one hit....what can we do?"
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Use your claws!
I suggest we withdraw, but if you insist on beating this thing first, Abigail moves up beside Derika
May Sarenrae's light protect you.
Abigail touches Derika and a light surrounds her shielding her from harm.
Thangrom tucks the handle of his maul into his belt loop and draws his bow, notching an arrow and pointing it at the column. "I ain't riskin' me maul on that thin'. Maybe arrows'll work?" he hypothesizes, willing to test his plan.
Why didn't I grab that heavy crossbow?
Let's retreat. I don't think it will chase us. We can come back later with a plan.
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Rushing forward, Vishanti takes a risk, coming alongside Jerrica she prepares to throw her arms around her friend and calls upon her magic, stepping in between the spaces.
"Jerrica, grab a hold of me!"
The column swings at Jerrica once more.
Thankfully, the construct misses.
Round 1: Telsyn, Vishanti, Thangrom, Abigail, Caryatid Column, Jerrica, Kerkko, Derika