Luca taps Aelaeron with the wand of protection from evil
Go get him, boss!
Aelaeron cries out to Pendin, Be ready to restrain him when I get back!
The wizard shifts into the room, directly behind Malcom.
Once inside, he uses his dimensional steps ability to teleport back out of the room with Malcom, reappearing with Malcom adjacent to Pendin.
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Aelaeron you feel a tingling feeling as well as soon as you dimensional step into the room and you mind goes blank.
Everyone watches as Aelaeron walks over and removes his belt and drops it in the mouth of a gargoyle it crunches and like the previous one did to Malcom's shield and spits back out a ruined mess. Aelaeron face returns to normal as he seems to come out of what was effecting him unfortunately malcom still seems to have a blank look on his face.
Pendin nothing about this seems to be religious.
Nexumis watches his two comrades become 'Zombies'
Get outta there! He screams at Malcom and Aelaeron,
Nexumis casts "Heroism" on himself, Hey Luca, a tap from that wand please? So I can help save your master? and prepares to enter the room to save his friends.
Only after gettin PoE cast on him will he enter the room himself.
Will Save:
Malcom stands there motionless, not blinking and drooling a little.
"guhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"
Aelaeron grimaces at the loss of his belt, but leaves it. He scoops up Malcom's ruined shield and holds onto the big man as he teleports out of the room and reappears, placing Malcom behind Pendin.
Luca wings over and taps Malcom on the head with the wand of protection from evil.
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Aelaeron you watch as Malcom walks over to another of the gargoyle heads and deposits his other shield in its mouth which it proceeds to crunch up and spit out seconds later. after this he turns back to you and the look on his face seems to no longer be zombified.
Malcom you come out of it and down at your hands and notice your shields seem to be missing and you have no memory of what happened to them except a sinking feeling the balls of junk in front of the gargoyles is possibly them both.
"Malcolm, what happened in there? Why on earth did you...feed...your shields to those gargoyle heads?!" Pendin looks back at the group, "Maybe we should leave this room alone for now. Does anyone have any ideas on how we can get Malcolm's shields back?"
"Well glad to know I'm not the only person who thinks leaving this room is a good idea. It appears that a magical compulsion causes people to feed their magic items to the gargoyle heads. It may be fine to hang around if you don't have any magic on you. Gonna try it Drake?"
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I can if you would like but I would ask that you hold my Items so that it doesn't get crushed.
+1 Keen Kukri
Mithral Shirt
Ring of Protection, +1
Wand of Cure Light Wounds
Everburning torch
Cloak of Elvenkind
Lens of Detection
If you would be so kind to hold on to these I will walk in there to see what happens. As long as someone would pull me out if need be.
She takes them and sets them to the side then hands Drake one end of a rope. "Here tie yourself off, if you go blank faced I can yank you back before you do something stupid. If you don't then you can untie yourself later."
"Malcolm, what happened in there? Why on earth did you...feed...your shields to those gargoyle heads?!"
"What in the Nine Layers are you talking about? I didn't feed my shields to anything of the sort?"
Malcom looks at his arms.
"????"
Aelaeron scoops up Malcom's ruined shields and walks out of the room. He shakes his head over the loss of his belt.
Well, it could have been worse, I suppose. Drake, would you grab my belt while you're in there?
Once Malcom steps out of the room, Aelaeron hands the ruined shields to him.
First, we still have the raw materials, Mithral isn't cheap, after all. he says with a grin.
Second, I have heard of a divine magic that can restore even the most potent magical items. The spell itself is simple enough, but it requires a very powerful caster, probably more powerful than Ms. Zarinde.
He purses his lips for a moment, deep in thought. What if we resealed this dungeon, using our own magic, and left to regroup, restore Malcom's shields, and possibly return with a more... shall we say focused, mindset? What say you all?
Pendin nods at Aelaeron, "I agree with you we may be well served to resupply and come back. Much as it is a disappointment to Irori, but I had not the foresight to prepare properly for this place. Malcolm here cannot be left defenseless without his shields, although I am sure his martial prowess is worthy of song."
"Well if you guys want to give a minute, I will make Malcolm some temporary shields. They will be wooden but they are better then nothing."
Assuming no one stops her she will go to the sun room clear a bit of space and cast minor creation to make a pair of wooden shields they will last 11 hours.
Though wood is nothing in comparison to Mythral I'd be greatful all the same Chirinide. I must admit I feel quite exposed without my shields. I still don't fully understand what just happened here as this is quite devastating to me. I worked quite hard to pay for those. They were made by the finest craftsman and enchanters in the land and are very much one of a kind.
I am sorry for your loss, Malcom. It is an expensive lesson to learn, but I think we must be more careful. I include myself, as I am also guilty of recklessly rushing into rooms. If I may suggest, let's watch over Chirinide as she kindly crafts your new shields. While we do so, we can discuss our tactics going forward. If we are going to press onward, I would suggest that we conduct a magical survey before we enter any other rooms, and if we are not able to determine what lies ahead of us, we search for a different path. Further we are blessed with excellent infiltrators and spotters, he smiles at Drake and Pendin. We can certainly make better use of them than we have to date. Finally, you and I must stop rushing into unknown danger. No one should enter a new area until we are adequately prepared and informed.
"Starting to see my wisdom eh?" Chirinide teases.
Pendin keeps an eye and ear out at the intersection of hallways leading to the room where the gargoyle heads are for any enemies that could be coming.
"Regretfully too late, but yes, you're wisdom proved to be sagelike."
Don't take it personal, Chiri. The boss, well he's kind of a slow learner sometimes...
Luca gives Chirinide an exaggerated wink, then flits over to Aelaeron's shoulder and proceeds to make biscuits with his retractable claws.
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Flynn and Moussa
You have wondered deep into the wilds of Cheliax over the last month in search of your monastic brother who you once trained with, Pendin Fust. Your master who once taught you three had trained you to despise the fey of the world in all their forms but something always sat wrong with you about this teaching. When Pendin disappeared from the Temple some months ago you were sadden by the loss of such a good friend and worried at the same time. Not too long after, you set out to make sure he was well. You followed word of his travels to Absalom where you found out from the Pathfinder Society's Venture Captain Kreighton Shaine that he had sent them north to investigate Maure Castle. You headed north as well and again followed word of his passing for a month. At one point you came across the guides who were sent with them they told you how to find the castle. About a few hours ago you came to the castle. Its been raining for the last several miles and you are soaked to the bone. It took all your willpower and resolve to push on to the castle tonight despite being tired from the long trek here. It paid off though when you found a entrance into a sloping tunnel. You followed the tunnel to a t-intersection that has what looks like a star shaped symbol etched into the middle intersection. A tunnel to the south leads further down and more than a 120 ft down the tunnel you see a large door that is half open with light spilling from the opening. The signs of battle are all around it as you see what you think are the bodies of several gnolls laying all around the door. Beyond the door you can hear the sounds of a few people talking.
Keeping an active lookout at the hallway juncture for any enemies.
Moussa signals for silence to his temple-mate. He moves along to investigate.
Malcom will monitor Chirinide's progress at a short distance.
Aelaeron is with Malcom and Chirinide, observing the creation of Malcom's new shields.
Flynn pulls his bow out, and sneaks down the hallway, keeping an eye out for anything that might be dangerous