More laughter wump wump wump wump wump
The pool begins to swirl and turns a dark black then suddenly there is a blast of black light and a figure launches out and lands between the party and the stairs, 10 feet away from the party.
Standing just over three feet tall, this bestial humanoid wears filthy, tattered robes and has blue-gray skin decorated with strange, coiling stripes. Dark fur grows on its head and arms, and its feet end in burning hooves. Its eyes glow as red as the flaming sword it wields in one hand, and its breath fills the surrounding air with noxious gray smoke.
Weaknesses vulnerable to cold
Additionally can cause a weapon to burst into flames, breathe out a jet of boiling blood, any time it is hit it sprays boiling blood on the attacker. Can breathe out a cloud of poisonous smoke
Varin
Boneyard
Kracow
Gunser
Baddie
The sword in the Demon's hands bursts into flames, as it moves 5 feet to the side. Then it begins to make a sound like a cat with a hairball. Suddenly a spray of blood launches from its mouth slamming into Varin and Gunser.
Mizaru, always on alert and being nearest to the figure having backed away from the pool, immediately reacts. He moves forward with a quick and silent grace, swinging his already-drawn weapon at the enemy and following it up with a thrust.
Mizaru's swing clubs the demon on the ribs, though it does not seem completely effective. The club get's it's attention and it easily avoids the second swing.
Reflex
Sleep. Dc 18
Varin looks at it and shakes his head. You should have taken the offering and left us in peace..Now your death will grant us more life.
He backs up behind the melees and stares at the thing willing it to sleep.
It falls asleep. Someone kills it.
"That is a handy talent you have Varin. Now, can we move on from this bloody pool before one of you summons a balor or we wind up in the Abyss?"
Kracow head shots it.
Well now it seems safe. Should we try the pool?
KN: plane
Blood splashes onto Kracow's face, burning him
"Well, get clear before blood drips off the platform...", Gunser suggests.
Boneyard sighs, "Sorry Kracow. Unless you've seen something here that you want to share, I'm not going in the pool until we check the other door upstairs." Boneyard begins walking back to the stairs.
Mizaru only grunts, making sure to keep away from the acidic blood and follows Gunser.
Varin shakes his head and follows the others.....
The heroes arrive back where they started. They stand outside the door to the small room. When last they were here they determined that it was not locked or trapped.
"That's mine, then?", Gunser asks rhetorically, opening the door with only small caution, a quick look to the rest before actually opening it, for their assent and readiness.
Mizaru gives a quick nod when Gunser looks at them, his weapon ready in hand.
Gunser opens the door, taking a peek first, opening it wide only if it seems wise.
As soon as Gunser pulls the door open there is a loud bang, followed by an eruption of electricity.
to everyone.
Mizaru reacts immediately at the loud bang, jumping out of the way. It isn't enough to get him out of range of the eruption of electricity but he's at least avoided the brunt of it.
He lands nearby with an acrobatic twist, quickly looking around for anything else they might have set off.
"ARRGH! Damnable Discharge!"
Stepping away from the (presumably still-closed) door, Gunser growls, "I hate being struck by lightning...", even as the char-marks fade.
None the worse for the experience, Gunser casually asks, "One of you experts fancy another look at that?"
When Boneyard hears the bang, he tries to roll quickly back from the door. Unfortunately, he is too slow and takes the full brunt of the shocking arcs of electricity that erupt from the door. "Well, that's unfortunate. I can take another look, but I think I'll heal myself a bit before I do in case it isn't finished."
He inspects the door again, paying careful attention to the frame and crouching down to look over the handle. If he finds the trigger or another trap, he takes the time to disarm it.
Boneyard finds a rune on the door jam, which he deftly wipes away.
Reflex
Kracow leans back just in time to avoid the arc of lightening (evasion).
That pool is looking good now I bet, he says impertinently, feeling the affects of his lost intelligence.
As Bone goes to work on what remains of the small door's trap, he assists where he can.
assist DD
Seems safe now, Kracow says with his gun out and loaded.
Perception for any thing past the door.
kracow sees 5 steps down then a sharp turn
"Back to me, then? A minute to catch yer breaths?"
When the party is again ready, Gunser will again take point.
Boneyard keep his eyes peeled as everyone makes their way down the hall behind Gunser.
Gunser boldly steps forward expecting explosions and pain, and instead he finds...nothing. Breathing easier he heads down to the bottom and finds an open room. Inside the room are dozens of boxes and chests. In the far corner there is another doorway, this one with a shimmering portal that appears to lead into a large open room with two other doorways and a massive cicular design in the center.
"If I wasn't paranoid, I'd say this looks like the way out. Shall we each take a good look at this portal Kracow and make sure it is what it appears to be."
The portal does not appear to be trapped Boneyard determines, though whether or not it goes where it seems to he is not sure.
Ghosts laughing and frowning at Boneyards failure to ID the Portal
"Aye, apply yer sharper eyes, if you please..."
Mizaru looks around the room for the first time. He doesn't touch any of the boxes or chests though he looks and them and merely stands at the ready nearby.
"Well, this might tell us some of what this place is about...", Gunser says, drawing a bar off his belt and unfolding bits of it into a crowbar. "Any dibs, 'fore I get it open? I'm callin... Calistrian Illustrated Holy Texts.", Gunser grins. He sets to work opening crates.
Boxes begin to pop open. Most are filled with various bottles of wine and liquor. Another is filled with demonic texts, though most are in poor condition to be removed. Finally there is a small box filled with 30 small vials.
Kracow takes a look around the room and says,
Let us earn our keep.
Perception
He pulls out a wand of Identify and goes about inspecting the portal and any boxes that are magical.
Spellcraft +12+10
Between Kracow and Gunser and Boneyard several potions are identified.
4 Cure Moderate Wounds
2 Cure Light Wounds
2 Inflict Serious Wounds
2 Barkskin
2 Firebreath
2 Invisibility
1 Fly
Varin looks at the non magical vials and is easily able to discern that they are
4 Alchemist Fires
4 Acid Flasks
2 Liquid Ice
"Well now, where from here? And who's got best use of what in that lot? One or another of the healing potions might ride well under me sleeve, here in the track, for one of you it'd be; I've more mendin' than that, callin' on the sea in me blood. For other, I'd not refuse any, though the use of some don't come to mind jus' now."
Mizaru stays on the lookout while the others go through the items. He doesn't volunteer to take anything, unsure whether to trust them or not.
"The invisibility and fly potions would be helpful for me. The healing will be best for those of you fighting at the front. Probably the firebreath and barkskin too. I can keep the alchemical vials in my pack unless one of you wants them."
"Fair enough. That'd be a barkskin and a fire-breathin' for me and He-who-is-Mizaru? And I'd say any as can't cast a spell for healin', ought to have a potion, to wake the spellcaster, if he goes down."
Noticing Mizaru's lack of comfort with the potions, Gunser reassures, "Follow my lead, is all. Big fight, lots of bashin' to be done? The barkskin. Swarms of flitter-stings or crawly-bites? The firebreath. Like a hammer for a nail, but an axe for a stump."
Mizaru nods and takes the potions. "I will use them if needed," he says, though he eyes the potions carefully before putting them away. "Thank you for your advice."