"Quite perceptive Goston, I agree that these abominations should be put to eternal rest"
Hmm, no need to wreck the place with my spells, let's just give these youngsters some divine guidance
Goston makes a deep gash in the man's husk. Dried intestines drop out, but there is no blood. Before the walking corpse can retaliate, Vigfus' axe finishes the job.
The other corpse lets out what could be a scream but sounds like a hoarse whisper: "Noooo! My Jorn! " and lashes out at Vigfus in blind fury.
But her fists bump harmlessly against the Viking's armor.
Does this deity-user has said something sarcastic?
Goston continues his rampage by walking to the other living corpse. The chairs should have hampers him but is not. He flanks the corpse and says "Sorry for the trouble, say hi to Pharasma for me. "
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Goston's strike severes the abominable maid's head cleanly in one blow. No more enemies are visible around. Through the north door a kitchen is visible, and an aroma of cooked lamb wafts out of the door, a stark contrast with the smell of decay and embalming fluids emanating from the bodies on the floor.
The south room presents an exhibit of curios and memorabilia from all of Avistan and beyond. Alchemical discoveries, letters from other adventurers, a few paintings, and several archaeological artifacts adorn the room.
A large glass display case with a prominent lock on its front lies in the room’s center. Inside the case rest several rolled maps, a pair of worn leather journals, and a shining iron chalice.
A fine painting of five adventurers, each holding a small fragment of a large golden watch, is featured prominently on the outside of the staircase leading up to the second floor. You recognize Branda and Verus as two of them. The other members are: an elderly but stout priest of Sarenrae brandishing a scimitar - that must be Dern Fosimuth; a venerable mage leaning on his staff as if it was a walking stick; and a considerably younger red-headed man with elven features - that must be the homeowner Taergan Flinn himself. The painting is dated 5 years ago.
Who the mage? Mistress has never tell me about him
"I hope we never see again, those types of undeath. It was like killing two old persons."
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Looking back at glass case.
"Continue the search. "
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"I may be stating the obvious here, but i only heard of four members of our employer's adventuring group. Who could this mage looking fellow be?"
Looking back the the now dead zombie like creatures reminds Vashara of their missing person.
"We can ponder that later i'm sure. For now I think we should hurry. Undead creatures like this are unlikely to be here purely by coincidence. I think heading up those stairs to find the noise we heard earlier would be wise."
With that Vashara cautiously heads towards the stairs with her weapon at the ready.
Goston, more impulsive, goes to the front of the stairs while resheath his curve blade and his sap. He draws a dagger and tries to not make a sound.
"It will be better if I scout the place first. I will say if there a danger."
The stairs open to a bookshelf-lined hallway punctuated by tall windows. Books on advanced mathematics, magical theory, history, anthropology, and alchemy fill the shelves, along with several volumes of the Pathfinder Chronicles — including volumes 6 and 36. Two closed bedroom doors rest along the wall opposite the windows. The bumping noise is definitely more noticeable on this floor, though curiously, the further away from the staircase you move, the more muffled it becomes.
"We will wait at the bottom of the stairs for you" Alomar replies to Goston after he has made sure that the undead are now trully dead.
Goston takes the stairs to go to the second floor.
While walking in the corridor, he sees the door at his left.
He's looks for a needle or other trap on the door.
Goston verify if the door is unlocked and opens it.
Like old times.
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Goston finds no traps and pulls open the unlocked door. The bedroom behind it has been turned over roughly. Signs of a struggle include a broken window in the south side of the eastern wall, a fractured desk next to the window, a displaced mattress, a broken chair, and a spatter of dried blood on the floor. On the south wall, a tall mirror appears to hang just off kilter. The same muffled thumping is louder here than elsewhere in the house, though no source of it is evident.
Goston don't enter and goes in the second door in the hallway.
The more uglier the death, the more dangerous a place is.
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The second room is also a bedroom, but more sparsely furnished. It is tidy, but dusty - obviously, no one has stayed in there for quite some time.
Goston returns and tell what he saw.
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Seeing the silence of his compagnons Goston adds:"So you come with me, there could danger there."
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"So you didn't find the half-elf? And that thumping sound, did you check that?"
Alomar follows the others up the stairs
"The origin of this soud is in the first room.
But my ,excuse my language, guts tell me it not natural."
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As you comb over the room, you find very little additional clues. There are no tracks on the floor. Whoever invaded the room could have come from the door as it's unlocked, or from the window as it's broken.
The desk contains some mundane objects, several papers and letters, but nothing that would indicate that Flinn expected any trouble. One of the drafts is a letter addressed to Dern Fosimuth in the Mother's Care home for invalids, where Flinn inquires about his well-being in a very flowery and polite manner and mentions that their mutual friend and comrade Rhoma Bissel has recently passed away, surrounded by family and the magical library that was his most cherished possession. Flinn's tone in this part becomes somewhat dour, as he reflects with irony on how time and nature effortlessly finish the grim work that countless monsters and hazards failed to do.
The letters from Branda and Verus about accepting the upcoming meeting can also be found here.
One of the desk drawers is locked, but no key can be found.
The thumping noise seems to be coming from somewhere beyond the south wall. When inspecting the wall you notice that the tall mirror hangs slightly ajar, perhaps moved during the struggle, revealing a glimpse of a narrow passage in the wall behind it.
Goston moves the mirror.
i wonder where it going but maybe we should search all the house before enter it.
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"Come on Goston, can't you hear that that thumping sound is coming from over there?" Adinomo says while he enters the narrow passage
Goston nods to Alomar.
" Yes, you are right in this regard but shouldn't we search all the house for clue before going into this goose chase?
Or at least send someone to inform legetimate autority before an another does it and misinterprate things.
We don't know how long it will go after all."
Seeing that nobody as says something, Goston follow Alomar.
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The mirror is easily moved aside - evidently, this passage was intended for regular use. It opens into a large study, which has clearly been ransacked. Papers and inkwells have been thrown around the room. A window in the east wall has been broken out. The west wall is a large tinted window overlooking a well-appointed alchemy lab.
A large wooden cabinet lies on its back, its closed doors facing the ceiling. Something makes a loud thump from inside the fallen cabinet. A key sticks out of the keyhole. Behind the cabinet, several clay pots appear carefully piled on the study’s floor under the south window.
Goston comes close to the cabinet and says: Who are you?
When Goston addresses the cabinet, the noise ceases completely, but no response is heard.
"That is weird, I would think that if Taergan was locked up in there he would cry out, hearing voices. Nevertheless, we should find out what is in there. Ready?"
Alomar waits until his companions have indicated that they are ready and opens the cabinet.
Goston slaps his hands on his forehead. "Thanks you Alomar. I know what to say." He turns his attention to the cabinet. "Igneous is unwinding the Golden Watch."
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Three thumps are heard again and once more the room goes silent.
Perception checks as Alomar opens the cabinet please.
Goston, with his dagger in hand, is prepared for any danger.
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As Alomar opens the cabinet, he finds it completely empty save for a few broken shelves. An odd gust of air suddenly blows past his cheek, spreading a faint but subtly disturbing miasma across the room.
Tiny but hideous creatures, resembling monstrous flying tadpoles with oversized maws filled with rows of razor-sharp teeth, materialize out of thin air and attempt to bite Alomar and Vashara, but thankfully their teeth find hard spots in their armor and fail to harm anyone.
Another shows up flying at Vigfus' side and fills his mind with a bewildering combination of wrathful curses and seductive promises, leaving him discombobulated.
These are cacodaemons, lesser outsiders from a Neutral Evil plane of Abaddon. Dim-witted but utterly evil, they endlessly seek to cause pain and indulge their hunger for mortal souls. They are resistant to physical and energy damage and have fast healing, but can be harmed normally by good or silver weapons, or acid.
Their bite spreads a mental disease causing the affected to hear their incessant babbling until it drives them mad. They are known on the planes for their ability to digest mortal souls and excrete them as soul gems, which are prized by the evil outsiders. For this reason, more powerful entities often summon them or keep them as pets. They have also been known to serve some powerful spellcasters.