"If those evil little things have something chained up, then I say we free it, whatever it is. It might have some knowledge of this place to help us on our task. If we can protect ourselves from the wisps, we should be able to mop them up and free the chained person."
Myhm hands the end of the rope coil for Troxell to take to third floor. "Maybe he knows Brue?, he asks nodding, eager to see this man, "we'll ask him."
"Very well, let me use the wand on everyone except Teena, who I believe is quite resistant to electricity already, and I'll head back up there."
Troxell uses the Wand of Resist Energy as promised on the non-sylphs, including himself, to protect them against electricity, then changes back into an air elemental, flies back up into the top room, and finds a place to tie the rope.
Myhm quickly climbs after Troxell, in case there's more of the wisps, he'll be ready.
Teena tries to pull herself up the rope following the rest of her team to inspect the chained man.
The group climbs up and surveys the scene. Xerexis is unable to add anything new to Troxell's assessment of the chained humanoid, and whatever he is baffles Teena as well, though up on closer inspection it appears he has fangs among his teeth. The sense of unease in the area is also slightly stronger near him.
Though it is hard to tell if they have noticed your group, the wisps above seem to take no interest in your presence.
"Fangs? Can anyone tell if that's a vampire? Maybe we need to leave this creature alone," Teena mumbles nervously.
Still squirly from the strange feeling down his spine, Mhym stands nearby with his ax, nodding ready looking back and forth between the bulbs and the bed.
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None of you know enough about this creature to make any definite guess about it. It is breathing shallow breaths, so it might be alive.
Troxell makes a shrugging gesture and flies up to survey the room as he is unable to add much in his current form.
Mhym approaches the circular table, looking suspiciously up at the encased wisps as he goes. Letting his axe fall into his left hand, he reaches out with his right index and pokes at the foot of the humanoid, "Hey", then waits for a reaction.
Teena waits until the others approach, not sure of what to do with the creature. "if the wisps are holding him, he can't be too evil,, I don't suppose!"
The chained man does not react to Myhm's prodding.
Mhym looks back at the others, a little coy to go on. "Alive, I think.", turning back he grabs the right foot by the ball and gives it a hearty shake, "Hey- you. Have you see my brother?"
No reaction from the chained man.
"Alive, you say?". At hearing those welcome words, Teena moves with Mhym to examine the fellow and to see what she could make out about his condition and why he was unconscious.
Myhm method of health examination being to shake harder, he backs off and lets Teena in.
Troxell flies down to examine the chained creature as well.
Troxell notices signs of electrical burns all over the humanoid's body. Most are old and almost unnoticeable, but a few are recent.
After his discovery, Troxell returns to his true form, "He has electrical burns all over his body. If I heal him just enough to speak, we may be able to question him. If he is aggressive, we should be able to return him quickly into unconsciousness."
If no one objects, Troxell uses his healing wand once on the creature.
"Sounds like a reasonable plan of action, Troxell. Everyone be ready. Don't forget those wisps. They might try to attack he and us again, especially if he is helpful to us."
The chains rattle softly as the humanoid stirs and begins to awaken. His eyes flutter open and you all notice that they have no whites at all, just glossy black orbs. His head turns looking around the chamber, looking first at the wisps above, then dropping to settle on your group. There is something horrible in their dark depths, like a memory of fear from your pasts. He says something in a strange language, and Mikmik quickly translates.
"That is mite-speak." The kobold explains. "He says he smells fear upon us."
The humanoid's head cocks to the side slightly, a curious frown on his face as he regards Mikmik.
"Well, I'm scared of a possible vampire, that's for sure. Ask him what sort of creature he is, Mikmik. Find out why he's being held here. We need to see if he knows anything about Mhym's brother."
Myhm waits to see what communication Mikmik can produce, at the moment, he slings his axe and then reaches into his pack to search for an item.
"Also ask him to tell us about this place too, if he seems willing to talk, Mikmik. Troxell suggests as he skeptically looks over the fanged man.
As the chained man observes your group discussion a look of deep concentration crosses his face. When he speaks an echo follows his strange words that is understood by each of you in your native tongue.
"I am aos sí. You..." He pauses in his regard of Myhm. "...are mortals. Free me."
There is power in his last words, directed at the most physically powerful among you.
Pupils turning as small as a rabid dog's, Mhym grabs the chain upon the man's leg then braces with his own foot against the table and pulls.
"Myhm, what are you doing? We're not going to free this creature just because it asks us to, we don't know anything about it." Troxell says in a loud, stern voice.
Myhm's first attempt to break the chains ends with him losing his grasp.
Mhym grabs the chains again and tries again.
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"We might want to free him, Myhm, but let's wait until we've discussed it completely, please," Teena says as she tries to reason with her large friend.
"Myhm may be under some enchantment. There's one easy solution to that." Troxell says grimly before attempting to strike the chained creature back into unconsciousness.
"If Myhm kills me, then we'll know I was right." He adds after his flimsy attack.
Troxell's slash cuts the chained man and he howls in pain. His wild eyes focus on the source of his pain and seem like bottomless pits of terror. Troxell has the distinct feeling of falling.
Suddenly the chained man's eyes close and he goes limp, seemingly unconscious again.
Troxell screams in horror and falls shaking to the ground.
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(I think it's time to chop Mr. Creepy to pieces)
The now unconscious form of Troxell occasionally convulses as if having some type of terrible nightmare.
Teena stops worrying about Myhm when she sees Troxell collapse to the floor. She pulls out one of her potions of cure light wounds and tries to administer it to the Druid.
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