-- frozen
Aenian stabs the flying alien as it dives, driving his blade through its chest. It crashes to the ground and dies with a gurgle.
Aenian runs forward and leaps, stabbing Melisenn in midair. Ven hits her with magic missiles and Trillis shouts a command, but she ignores it.
Melisenn flies back a few feet and casts a curse at Aenian.
; pear-uh-lies-d
+ inspiration = 16; bah! Blinded.
After going blind, Aenian immediately casts darkness on himself.
The lantern archon continues to attack.
; ranged touch
; ranged touch
Ven fires his wand again a Melisenn again.
Trillis casts divine favor on herself from her wand and moves into the room.
Aenian drops a darkness upon himself after getting cursed, and Vaustin remains stuck in place.
Ven hits Melisenn with another volley of missiles, while Trillis blesses herself and moves up.
Melisenn laughs at Aenian's plight and flies around the room. She passes just above Trillis and sketches a pattern in the air with her unholy symbol. A burst of negative energy hits you all!
Ven will command the archons to continue their assault while he again uses his wand of magic missiles.
; ranged touch
; ranged touch
Trillis launches a dagger at Melisenn.
Aenian hunkers down in the darkness, crouched at the ready and preparing to lash out.
"Let me know if she comes near" he whispers to Vaustin.
; fail sauce - Vaustin is not looking good
; still froze
Ven and his archons continue battering Melisenn with light beams and spells, and Trillis hits her with a thrown dagger. Collectively, the many wounds and bleeding are taking a significant toll.
Screaming in rage and pain, Melisenn channels another burst of negative energy!
Ven backs away and fires his wand again at Melisenn. The archon continues to attack.
; ranged touch
; ranged touch
Trillis will cast cure serious wounds on herself and then she moves to Vaustin (possibly invoking an AoO).
Fortifying himself against the negative energy, Aenian stays in the dark, fumbling through his thoughts and thinking about what he has in his inventory. He pulls an extract of cure light wounds and drinks it.
Sergeant York collapses under the pressure.
Melisenn peels away, flying for cover but is too late. The archon burns her with a light beam and then Ven's next flurry of force missiles hits her in the back. "Nooo!" she cries and crashes to the floor next to Aenian.
"It was to be mine. The glory. Have I been... forsaken?" she gasps before passing out. Blood from her many wounds spreads across the floor.
Ven detects magic on Melisenn and searches her body.
Trillis motions for everyone one to gather and then she channels. She then uses several charges of the wand on Vaustin.
Melisenn wears and carries several magic items: 5 divine scrolls (cure serious wounds, dismissal, restoration (2) and sending), +1 chain shirt, +1 rapier, headband of inspired wisdom +2, and ring of protection +1. She also has a pouch of powerdered diamond dust and a silver unholy symbol of Hastur.
Aenian curses at his inability to see, "Tell me what you see. Is she done for? Should we save her and interrogate her? What about the pending ceremony. Is it stopped or is there someone or something else here?"
Trillis will include her in the healing. "Let's see what she knows."
Trillis's healing stops Melisenn's bleeding and she slowly returns to consciousness. She winces in pain and then hisses at you when she realizes her situation. "Why did you revive me? What do want?"
Ven ties her up. "We'll spare your life if you tell us the truth. What exactly are you planning here under Iris Hill? What's your association with Lowls? Where is he and what is he up to? What do you know of our history?"
Aenian sits back calmly, listening to her responses, wondering what she knows and how fanatical she really is.
"Is there anyone else around here working for you? Where did those deep ones come from?"
Melisenn frowns bitterly but complies after a moment.
"I was Count Lowls's assistant -- I was hired to handle is daily affairs, but the job grew in responsibility as he shed more and more concern for the day-to-day tasks of his office and household. When he left, he essentially handed me keys to the estate. I believe he hand no expectation to return."
When she speaks of her plans, her eyes burn with fanaticism. "The Star Stelae are the ends of a bridge, one that spans space and time and connects to Carcosa. When they are fully activated, the two will be connected -- Thrushmoor will be my offering to the King in Yellow!"
She sneers mentioning Lowls. "I do not know where he is. He booked passage south to meet with his 'friend' Miaknian Munn after he discovered something in the dreams... the ones he induced you lot to join, and left you without memories. He believes he can release Xhamen-Dor onto Golarion, but he is a buffoon. All he will finds is his own painful demise. You can possibly glean details of his plans from the pile of notes and books he left behind, if you can stomach the libelous and inept nonsense."
"You were brought to Count Lowls by Weiralai. I assume you remember her? I was not here yet when you arrived, I don't really know anything of your backgrounds, nor do I particularly care to. Lowls needed tools, you were such; when he no longer needed you, you were discarded."
To Aenian, she replies. "Risi Nairgon and her companions. Asa and Dalene. The kurus guarding the grounds, unless you killed them."
"Weiralai brought me the kuru, and put me in contact with the he deep ones of Lake Encarthan. I brought them here to replace the magistrate's men in Fort Hailcourse, offering them free reign to slaughter the people of Thrushmoor when my plans are complete."