Joleesa opens the door carefully and takes a step inside the room, telling "Wheezy" to stay with a wave of her hand . She looks around the gigantic Chamber in awe.
Perception Check. (1d20+5=16)
Jo:
Perception = 14+4=18
Perception = 14+4=18
7E:
Ten:
"Be ready! There are more of the foul zombies about!" San grips his greatsword, and mentally goes over his disrupt undead spell. Bring 'em on, he thinks.
Ten looks uneasy at the mass of undead,"We going in to end their pitiful existence?"
Somewhere in the depths of the darkened room and sibilant chanting starts up. It sounds like an octopus strangling an iguana
Somewhere in the depths of the darkened room and sibilant chanting starts up. It sounds like an octopus strangling an iguana
For some inexplicable reason, Vilya begins giggling like a schoolgirl. It fails to lighten the bizarre atmosphere.
"Sounds like we better." says Izkrael.
Egan draws his bow, and nocks an arrow. If the zombies approach he will skewer a couple.
Joleesa, Rapier in hand, quietly ducks around to the left of the door, skirting along the walls as she tries to get a better perspective of what's in the room.
Stealth Check. (1d20+10=15)
Perception Check. (1d20+5=14)
Jolessa enters the room. The chanting stops suddenly and there is a sound of insectile legs skittering on the floor. She can see the zombies better now, they stand in a group along the walls, not moving, but swaying and moaning a bit.
Alright, even San is a bit unnerved by the chanting and swaying zombies, as well as the chitinous sound of insects. He's going to pick up a few stones, start casting light on them, and toss into various corners of the room in order to get a better look.
Egan carefully studies the area around the Zombies to see if there are any wards or anything keeping them from advancing.
"This can't be good.", says Tobias as the chanting dies down.
Seven Eagle takes a step back and inches towards the door behind them, his nerves are tense and cowardice seems to hold him, something about the gutteral language of the chanting reminds him of his dreams.
Izkrael will move into the room, and step to the right of the door, blade at the ready.
The group advances towards the door. Jo hears the advancing skitter of some insect. A scorpion emerges from the gloom.
The group advances towards the door. Jo hears the advancing skitter of some insect. A scorpion emerges from the gloom.
Joleesa sees the scorpion advancing towards her and curses. "Uh guys. A little help in here please!"
(OOC: I was trying to make it in the door, to the square 3 spaces below Joleesa; i.e. M25)
On his turn, Izkrael will advance toward the scorpion, and swing.
Attack 1d20+7=24
Damage 2d6+3=14
San, wielding his greatsword, warily eyes the zombies as he moves forward to attack the scorpion. The distraction they pose causes him to miss wildly.
Initiatives Rd 1:
Scorpion: 15 [attacking]
Joleesa: 9 [pending]
Izkrael: 5 [slice and dice -kill]
Egan: 4
Vilya: 4
Sanvoros: 3
Seven Eagle: 3
Tobias: 3
Ten: 2
The scorpion scuttles towards Jolessa and lashes out with a spiny red claw
It fails to connect, the chitinous spined claw snapping a hand's breath from Jolessa's face
Izkrael darts up and skewers the vermin with his crescent sword. It twitches and dies writhing. As it expires, the body fades away.
Attack of Opportunity Scorpion with Masterwork Rapier. (1d20+7=11)
Damage on Scorpion. (1d6+1=6)
Attack Scorpion with Masterwork Rapier. (1d20+7=26)
Confirm Critical on Scorpion. (1d20+7=19)
Critical Damage on Scorpion. (2d6+1=7)
Joleesa swings at the chittering creature as it scuttles across the floor to take a swipe at her.
Jo pierces the clicking fiend, a spurt of ichor painting the moldy floor. Iz follows through with a killing blow directly after.
Tobias goes over to the door and peers into the room. "So, a scorpion? Still a bunch of zombies."
Egan relaxes his arrow from its nocked position near his cheek, as he sees the Scorpion fall, then remains intent on the group of undead.
Tobias goes over to the door and peers into the room. "So, a scorpion? Still a bunch of zombies."
Tobias:
Ten lumbers into the room to try and attack the scorpion, but it is dead before he can even react, he will push forward a little more cautiously, heading in the direction of the chanting.
Knowledge religion check if at all useful. (1d20+6=22)
Ten can see the milling zombies well enough, but doesn't pin down the chanting. It stopped just as the group entered the main room and hasn't resumed
San looks around at the zombies. "What are they waiting for?"
Knowledge Arcana and Knowledge Religion (1d20+9=13, 1d20+10=16)
"Well, it sounded like they were chanting some sort of incantation before we barged in."
San looks around at the zombies. "What are they waiting for?"
Knowledge Arcana and Knowledge Religion (1d20+9=13, 1d20+10=16)
San:
Ten foot retrieves a copper coin from his purse, casts light on it and throws it as far forward as he can to illuminate the far end of the room.
"Alright, we won't get anywhere just standing here. We should move as a group to check out that dais." San begins slowly approaching the raised dais.
Ten Foot...
Ten's coin flips glowing into the room. It illuminates the zombies swaying at the edges of the room. Both sides of the room are covered in zombies, roughly a score of them. They seem to be restrained by either commands or some force.
Suddenly a figure appears at the top of the dias. It looks to be a Sliss'pok lizarman dressed in a intricate robe, but his face is a mass of tentacles. He hisses, his face tentacles writhing. He points to the party and shouts something in Sliss'pok
Sslis'pok:
The zombies start lurching forward, freed of their restraints.
Joleesa pulls back to the door, but allows space for the others to enter. She yells, "everybody form up on the doorway. We need to stick together and keep our exit safe and clear."
Greenspeak:
She tells "Wheezy" to stay in the other room, although she is worried his hatred of Zombies will cause him to come rushing in to attack them.
"Except that lets that thing on the dais sit there and cast spells at us. We need to take down the octo-iguana up there!"
San pulls a scroll of protection from evil out of its case and casts it.
(OOC: How far is Izkrael from the Wriggly's Sliss'pok flavor pack?)
San:
"Take out the lizard? Sure, why not?", says Tobias as two bolts of force hit the shaman.
Chanting a spell to his god, Ten Foot summons a floating ghostly rapier to attack the tentacled horror, before moving 20 foot closer to him.
Spiritual weapon attack on the tentacle lizard spell caster thingy. (1d20+5=14, 1d8+1=3)
Izkrael will charge the tentacled lizard and swing at it, calling on the power of the Feathered Serpent as he does so. His blade suddenly shining with light as he strikes.(M35 or 36?)
Charging tentacle lizardfolk and smiting with the strike. (1d20+12=22, 2d6+5=14)
(Charging would decrease my AC by 2 for the round, and the smite would increase it by 3 vs. evil creatures for the round.)
(I counted 55' to the lizard, with 5' for the dais? If it is more than this, then I suppose I am just double moving towards the zoidberg-lizard.)
Finally seeing the extent of the undead menace San only manages a muffled "Wow ..." and steels himself against the rotting onslaught. Maybe we bit off more'n we can chew, he thinks to himself.
Joleesa sees Izkrael rush towards the mutated Sliss'pok
and debates whether or not to help. Finally giving up on any chance at keeping the party together by the door, she dashes off after him, Rapier leading with a loud "Yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaar!"