Valiard gets to the door. Meanwhile, the zombies start moving, but then they stop, and stay in place...
With the ease of long practice, Valiard scans the surrounding streets, looking for threats amd listening for the sounds of approaching people. Satisfied, he flicks out his picks and goes to work, humming to himself.
Grigor backs up, drawing his other blade and starts scanning around, looking for why the zombies would stop.
There! Behind the Curtain
Moving with the calm, even motions only achieved through long patience, Valiard eases the door open far enough to slip his body in, and no more, closing the door behind him. He quickly takes stock of the activities as he flattens himself against the wall.
His grey cloak blends into the gloom of the building's interior and Valiard moves up the stairs carefully, drawing a dagger from one of his wrist sheaths as he skulks to the top of the stairs and carefully checks the door.
Iozef moves to the stairs to see why the zombies have yet to attack. Seeing them all standing in place, Iozef moves to the top of the steps. "Come hither abominations! Let us place you into your final rest as where you should be!" He waits to see what happens.
Mireza sighs. Must you shout, Crow? You could have whispered to me and whatever's behind the curtain mightn't have known you'd seen it. Apothecary, the Crow says there's something behind the curtain, in case you didn't hear him caw.
An arrow nocked and ready, the inquisitor looks where Grigor indicated.
He subvocalizes to Mireza, "Perhaps the lurker will panic when he or she realizes we know he or she is there."
Windle, you see indeed a slight movement from behind the curtain...
The zombies stubbornly stay where they are...
Windle discontinues his bane ability after the one round, then moves to V-3 and concentrates on detecting evil.
Anyone got any holy water? I could throw alchemist fire but in here? , He makes a boom motion. I've seen an exploding outhouse before - mind you there was also a home made still set up in it..
The stalemate continues, as the zombies remain in place, waiting...
As the zombies refuse to move, "Alright, very well." Iozef takes a step closer and swings at the undead.
Missing terribly, "Stand still, beast."
Mireza absently begins to hum the same tune Valiard had been humming under his breath when he broke into the side door of the factory, picking up the melody where he broke off to sneak. Apothecary, where are you? she asks via message. The young priest is trying to beat the middenstone workers with a stick. He's not doing very well.
"Miri...I am slightly busy right now. By the way, I think this guy is casting a spell...I hear chanting." Valiard whispers, barely breathing.
The apothecary hears a spellcaster chanting, Mireza passes on to the rest of the party subvocally. Priests, could he be summoning the ... thing once more? Apothecary, you are too far from me. Crow, we have no time to be clever; help the young priest return the corpses to rest so we can get to Myre.
Windle continues to concentrate on his detection.
Grigor moves to U5 and attacks the Zombie (fighting defensively), drawing his other sword on the way.
(AC is +3)
Attack
Damage
IF confirming
Damage
Round 3: The Detailed Citizens
Mireza speaks in hush undertones with Valiard and the others while Valiard keeps at what he is doing in secret.
Windle keeps his concentration, searching the room for evil. He senses seven mild auras, probably related to the seven zombies within reach of the spell.
Grigor and Iozef sandwich the closest ghoul. As they move closer, they are assailed by the pungent middenstone fumes from the vats . Furthermore, the floor is surprisingly slippery for melee and Grigor has to check himself unless he slips!
The inquisitor messages to Mireza, "I sense no malevolence nearby other than the zombies. Pass the word, if you would."
Acrobatics
vs DC 10
Fortitude
vs DC 15
Grigor gags and dry retches as he closes with the Zombie.
The old priest says the zombies are all that's between us and the man behind the curtain, Mireza repeats obediently for the benefit of the others.
"I must confess, that smell is horrendous." He says as a matter of fact as Iozef appears a bit paler.
Grigor uses both his swords to try to cut down the Zombie but fights defensively.
#1
If confirming.
#2
If confirming.
Round 3: The Detailed Citizens (continued)
Iozef and Grigor are taken by the fumes, visibly incommodated, they press on. Iozef misses, but Grigor manages to cut the zombie in the shoulder with one of his slashes.
Round 3: Myre and his Zombies
The zombies start to move! The ones forward moves towards you while the ones at the back start walking back. At the same time, the leather curtain is drawn by a gaunt hand. On the platform, 6 foot high and accessible by a flight of steep stairs, numerous tables, cabinets, and chairs make it apparent that this is where much of the business and paperwork for the Vat occurs, although the disarray of the furniture makes it look as if someone’s made a not-too-subtle search of the area recently.
In front of you stands, visible through the thick fumes, Rupman Myre, the successful Middenstone Baron. He wears a long beige robe bearing strange sigils. His hair and beard is black, long and in a state of disarray. His eyes are filled with madness as he points a finger at Grigor and intones in a dark voice a powerful incantation.
Meanwhile, the zombie between Iozef and Grigor attacks Iozef with its fists.
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The zombie takes advantage of Iozef's belches and strikes him mightily on the jaw, sending a flash of pain through the cleric's body.
Grigor attacks again, carving away at the muscles and joints of the parody of a man that stands before him, focusing all his attacks on damaging it.
Attack 1
IF confirmed
Attack 2
IF confirmed
Round 3:
Windle again activates his bane ability against undead and sends two arrows thudding into the zombie in front of him.
Round 3:
Windle again activates his bane ability against undead and sends two arrows thudding into the zombie in front of him.
1d20 + 7 + 1 - 2 + 2
1d8 + 1 + 2d61d20 + 7 + 1 - 2 + 2
1d8 + 1 + 2d6
map
Curtains runs from C5 to C8.
His grey cloak blends into the gloom of the building's interior and Valiard moves up the stairs carefully, drawing a dagger from one of his wrist sheaths as he skulks to the top of the stairs and carefully checks the door.
On the platform, 6 foot high and accessible by a flight of steep stairs, numerous tables, cabinets, and chairs make it apparent that this is where much of the business and paperwork for the Vat occurs, although the disarray of the furniture makes it look as if someone’s made a not-too-subtle search of the area recently.
As he gets beaten quite good, "Mr. Vachkov," he starts as blood seeps out of his mouth, "I will let you handle these creatures." He states as he goes on the defensive.
Mireza moves to the southeast corner where she can fix her eyes on Myre across the length of the building, offering him a crooked smile before speaking the word "dallineb" with force and conviction.
Ok. So he is over there...Valiard stares forlornly at the lock for a second before gently touching its faceplate. I will be back lovely...
I can't quite see him...but judging by the zombies at the bottom of the stairs, he is probably right near there. If I can get behind him, I might be able to incapacitate him...or slit his throat.
Valiard sidles cautiously down the platform towards the corner, keeping low, so the furniture blocks him from view wherever possible.
Just keep him busy guys, so he is focusing on you...and not on me.
Round 4: The Detailed Citizens (continued)
As he gets beaten quite good, "Mr. Vachkov," he starts as blood seeps out of his mouth, "I will let you handle these creatures." He states as he goes on the defensive.
Shaking off the spell, Grigor attacks again, carving away at the muscles and joints of the parody of a man that stands before him, focusing all his attacks on damaging it. The zombie collapses under his assaults.
Windle again activates his bane ability against undead and sends two arrows thudding into the zombie in front of him. The shafts dig deep and manage to bring the zombie to the floor.
Mireza moves to the southeast corner where she can fix her eyes on Myre across the length of the building, offering him a crooked smile before speaking the word "dallineb" with force and conviction.
Myre yells in anger as he looses his sight!
Meanwhile, Ok. So he is over there...Valiard stares forlornly at the lock for a second before gently touching its faceplate. I will be back lovely...
I can't quite see him...but judging by the zombies at the bottom of the stairs, he is probably right near there. If I can get behind him, I might be able to incapacitate him...or slit his throat.
Valiard sidles cautiously down the platform towards the corner, keeping low, so the furniture blocks him from view wherever possible.
Just keep him busy guys, so he is focusing on you...and not on me.
Round 4: Myre and his Zombies
The zombies press their attack, but moving slowly. Only one can reach Iozef and tries to pummel him bloody.
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His swing is short though.
The Middenstone Baron, now blind, moves his hands quickly as he chants darkly.
The arcane ether flexes around his fingers and the air seems to snap as his eyes clear. He then steps sideways to get out of sight from the threatening witch: "Fools! Trespassers! Don't you know you will die quick if you linger longer?!"
Round 4:
From his vantage on the stairs Windle sends another pair of arrows whistling down towards a zombie (#7 this time).
Iozef, move back behind me or jump that railing!