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"I can imagine they would never have to worry about cooking food in a place like this." Heshan likewise looked for anything interesting in the room.
Heshan takes a quick look inside but sees nothing special. The cuisine seems to be vastly different from what humans might find tasty, but one can't be sure without sampling.
Everyone in the kitchen freezes as the door is opened by unexpected visitors.
Ohrmizd quickly reacts trying to act as if it was normal the group was here, and talking in Ignan "Հովացեք, շեֆը խնդրել է, որ սուրբ ջուրը մատուցենք։ Խնդրում եմ, հրաժարվեք, նա անհամբեր է դառնում:"
"Cool down, the boss has asked for us to serve the holy water. Please, give it up, she is getting impatient."
"We don't have it. You should have asked where to get it." one of the kobolds answers in Ignan. The salamandes find this highly suspicious, but are unsure what to do about it - for now.
Ohrmizd nods to the kobold "Օ, այո, բոլորովին ազնիվ, նա պարզապես... ճիշտ տրամադրված չէր պատասխանելու համար, գիտե՞ք: Լավ, լավ, այլ տեղ կնայեմ:"
"Oh, yes, totally fair, she was just... not in the proper mood for answering right now, you know? Fine, fine, will look elsewhere."
The Kheleshite closes then the door "Mmm... they say they do not have the holy water here. They did not seem dangerous, I suggest we keep looking around before just pushing things on them."
Seeing there is another door in this dining room still to check, Ohrmizd flies around the corner and checks on this one.
If there is nothing here but the stairs, then Ohrmizd takes the stairs too, trying to see a bit ahead of the party.
"At this point we should start thinking about who would have such a case in the first place. It is not like many people here would be capable of creating holy water."
Ohrmizd closes the door on the puzzled salamanders.
The next room is also a disappointment in regards to holy water. This was clearly at one time the living quarters of someone important. However, that use seems to have ended long ago, and the contents have been thoroughly looted and destroyed, leaving little more than splintered fragments of furniture and ornaments.
Walking down the stairs you find, based on the composite bows and quivers hanging next to its arrowslits, a guardroom. Against the east
wall are four brass cages, no more than three feet high, covered by dark linen shrouds.
Ohrmizd scans the new area with detect magic "If I understood correctly, our theory is one of these groups might be smuggling some of the holy water. But if we don't find anything here we can always try to fabricate our own"
"I wonder what is inside these brass cages" cautiously, Ohrmizd checks behind the linen shroud of the cages to see their contents.
The first cage is empty, but beneath the second cloth Ohrmizd finds a bird. It looks like a very angry chicken/lizard hybrid with smoke and tiny tendrils of flame rising from the creatures’ feathers. And as the bird stares back at Ohrmizd he feels himself getting hot.
Ohrmizd looks back at the bird with his stern gaze, his stalwart resiliency holding back on the conflagration "I don't like how that bird looks at me"
The Kheleshite drapes back the cage, breaking the gaze from reaching anyone else "It might be fun to take this one with us"
Picking up the draped cage on place of his scimitar, Ohrmizd flies to the door here and looks to inspect forward the area.
Omari (and Khedron) follows Ohrmizd down the stairs, keeping his doubts about leaving an enemy behind them to himself...
When Ohrmizd starts playing with the funky chicken though, he can't contain himself: "You realize you're just asking for trouble, fooling around like that."
"To be fair, a lot of people here have been staring at us the same way," Heshan inquired. He would help check the area even as his own ayesha are not as keen.
"I highly recommend you just don't look at it if it bothers you. I have heard there are chickens like these that get you petrified with just the gaze, so that is maybe the best for you" Ohrmizd just answers back to Omari with a smile on his face.
The Kheleshite opens the only door in this place and checks what is behind.
"I should just shoot the damn chicken full of holes" Omari gripes quietly as he keeps a wary eye out for danger...
Short couches and divans line the walls of this chamber, while multiple rough pallets cover the floors. Currently occupying this chamber are three kobold slaves that are too injured to perform their duties. They lie listlessly on the rough pallets, with only meager bowls of meal and half-evaporated cups of water provided.
"I wonder if they make good meat," Heshan pondered as they marched on.
He was appalled at the current that of the kobold. "We need to free them," he stated before turning towards Ohrmizd. "Try that fire plane language to see if they understand."
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"Free them from their misery? Or in another sense?" Rayhan inquires, with little empathy for those evil wannabe dragon suckups.
"You must be desperate for food" Ohrmizd grimaces at Heshan's thought about eating kobolds, but he taps his own belly "To be fair since our best days in Kakishon we haven't had a real food. And I mean, no other than those magical banquets Omari give us for breakfast..."
Leaving the box with the chicken on the floor, Ohrmizd calls the Kobolds taking in Draconic "嘿，你！ 你知道一些圣水吗？ 如果你能告诉我们它藏在哪里，我们就会释放你。 也就是说，如果你保证不做任何愚蠢的事情，比如报警或攻击我们。"
"Hey you! Do you know anything about some holy water? If you can tell us where it is hidden we will free you. That is, if you promise not to do anything stupid like calling an alarm or attack us."
"You must be desperate for food" Ohrmizd grimaces at Heshan's thought about eating kobolds, but he taps his own belly "To be fair since our best days in Kakishon we haven't had a real food. And I mean, no other than those magical banquets Omari give us for breakfast..."
Omari would like a meal not conjured by magic as well, but "Even if you think it'd make a good meal, I'm not dumb enough to eat that mutant chicken of yours... "
Leaving the box with the chicken on the floor, Ohrmizd calls the Kobolds taking in Draconic "嘿，你！ 你知道一些圣水吗？ 如果你能告诉我们它藏在哪里，我们就会释放你。 也就是说，如果你保证不做任何愚蠢的事情，比如报警或攻击我们。"
Omari is both surprised and pleased that Ohrmizd has decided to try diplomacy with the wretched kobolds. He awaits the results with interest...
Heshan awaits the answer from the kobolds as to discover what was going on.
The kobolds know nothing about the hidden treassures. While the kobolds explain, that they know nothing the door to the next room opens and a barbed devil enters.
"Oh no, a barbed devil. Don't let that one hug you - it's spikey. Can someone send it back to hell?"
"Hmmm... a barded devil indeed. Will have to endure those spikes it seems..." Ohrmizd draws Zenzirad and casts divine favor while stepping forward and calling for Sarenrae's judgement.
Rayhan casts displacement on Ohrmizd, before he jouns the fray.
The devil approaches Ohrmizd and tries to stab him with his claw.
But the devil attacks the figment and that makes it look clumsy.
Khedron pushes through the door, trying to line up a charge...
Omari doesn't have line of sight to shoot the thing through the door, so he hustles after Khedron... As he catches sight of the devil, he remarks sarcastically to Rayhan "I never would have guessed that the spikes would be a bad thing in a hug..."
"Sometimes all your knowledge provides little more than the obvious. Of course it's resistant to magic, most elements and immune to fire."
Ohrmizd breaths relieved and thankful for Rayhan's magics as they confused the devil "For as much as I know, there are some that would better take the spike than be hugged!"
The Sarenrite banes the devil as he dances around him "Let's see how good it takes Zenzirad's ebon flames then!"
"We will be sure heed those warnings if it ever wanted a hug from us." Of course the other information is more relevant to him as it could be difficult for his magic to affect him. The limited nature of the room brought out another problem for him. His best option seems to be an older one: blinding the creature with fine sand in his area.
Ohrmizd wounds himself badly on the barbs while cutting into the devil. Heshan brightens the general mood by adding glitter to the situation.
The devil keeps attacking Ohrmizd.
Ohrmizd clay skin absorbs a small part of the spikes, while he blocks the devil's attacks with his shield and the Dawnflower judgement fast heals him a bit more.
"Seems it has callus this one!" the Sarenrite adjusts his judgement from protection to smiting to align Zenzirad to cause good damage while he keeps banning the devil.
Omari takes a step closer and his bow begins to sing once again.
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Khedron paws the ground, gathering his courage, and then charges the spiky foe...
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Ohrmizd found the right trick to make the most out of his attacks. Omari's arrows don't really stick to the devil and Khedron gets stuck in the spikes.
With a grimace, Heshan resorts to try and get past the magical resistance in order to do force damage to the devil.
Heshan manages to take down the devil and kill it.
Looking around the room brings up nothing of interest, but the room the devil came from has a chest under the bed that holds 225 sp, 32 gp, and
a key.
" Pretty hard missiles, Heshan" Ohrmizd checks the devil, then moves to the room and finds the key.
"What do you think this opens?" he then goes back and tries the key on the kobolds shackles.
The shackles of the kobolds are oldschool bolted. Seems like noone here has the intent to ever set them free.
Ohrmizd shows the key to the kobolds "如果你告诉我这把钥匙是用来做什么锁的，而且它能用，我就放你自由"
"If you tell me what lock this key is for, and it works, I will set you free"
Heshan frowned when he saw that the bolts can't be locked. "Maybe we can break these chains open with a weapon," he suggests.
Omari gathers everyone in, near the poor sick kobolds for good karma, and channels Erastil's might to heal our wounds...
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With that much holy energy the kobolds look pristine again. "<This is the key to the wailing djinn's prison cell.>"
The noise suggests that it has to be the room next to the devil's quarter.
"An imprisoned djinn? Are those not the enemies of the efreeti?" Ohrmizd looks back at the group sages "There might be chance we have stumbled with a sworn enemy of Javhul. Let's check on this."
To the kobolds, he gives reassurance that if they have not lied, they will be set free.
Then, he moves on to the devil's quarter to check about this prison and the aforementioned djinn.
Omari interjects "Wait up Ohrmizd, listen at the door to the cell before you open it. If the djinn has been imprisoned a long time, it might actually be crazy; it might attack you. If it sounds crazy, we might do better yelling through the door before opening it."
The east side of this room is separated by a wall of closely set bars of brass. A stoutly locked door stands at the southern end.
Only one prisoner languishes within the cell, a wailing and sobbing djinn. All attempts to communicate with him are met with more sobbing and wailing.
Ohrmizd nods to Omari before accessing the prison.
At the sight of the sobbing djinn, the Keleshite tries to kindly talk to him "Hello, who are you? Has Javhul locked you here? We might have common interests..."
Seeing how he keeps sobbing he talks with him in Auran "Are you ok?"
And assuming there is no reaction, he frowns and turns to the group "This is strange, what do you think it is afflicting him?"
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Omari joins Ohrmizd in assessing the djinn. He speculates "I wonder how long he has been here. Djinn are immortal, like all genies... If he was captured when Javhul was master here, it could have been a very long wait indeed..."
"It could also be that the djinn's mind is not in the right place," Heshan added. "This would likely require a spell like Heal or something that can cure Insanity. Rayhan, do you think you have something like that?"