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You arrive at the site of the door with surprisingly little difficulty. The path is still littered with the results of your previous exploits (they're smelling wonderful), and it's only now, after the fact, that you realize just how lucky youall have been. The Alligator-man seems even larger now than when he was breathing and you notice half a dozen perfect places for deathtraps that you simply overlooked the first time.
When you arrive, Murr produces the scrolls and the casting list. It takes a long time. The magics stored in the scrolls make your hair stand on end as each applies enough exquisitely tuned destructive power to render each of you to ash several times over.
When the last spell is cast, the door's glowing wards fade and it rolls to the side of its own accord.
When you enter, you are met with perhaps the exact opposite of what all the stories say an evil lair should be. You stumble half blinded into a brightly lit library complete with an exposed second floor. The spacious, twenty foot tall room is dominated by polished bookshelves which are populated by just about every arcane volume you have ever heard of and then some. Each is in good shape. Their spines and varied sizes create a parade of knowledge.
Four grand staircases ascend to the upper level, one in each corner. The floor of the first level is covered in a soft, warm carpets and is dominated by a huge polished wooden desk piled high with books of all descriptions. The room is warm... too warm.
That must be because of the five fire elementals gleefully setting the upper floor ablaze. The far side of the second story is just starting to go up, but if action is not taken soon the whole place will be gone in a matter of minutes. You hear arcane chants from that area and a pair of larger elementals burst into existence near the large table on your floor. As you enter, he is just finishing his summon.
"Burn the maps! he commands in a furious tone. We only need a few hours more! The elementals spread out to several places, starting fires as they go.
Of to your left, you finally noticed something that should have caught your attention earlier: Tears. Five of them to be exact. The same ones whom you encountered at the Nerid's Kiss!
When the last spell is cast, the door's glowing wards fade and it rolls to the side of its own accord. Go time, Tears! Caligrific commands. Move! Move! Move!
When you enter, you are met with perhaps the exact opposite of what all the stories say an evil lair should be. You stumble half blinded into a brightly lit library complete with an exposed second floor. The spacious, twenty foot tall room is dominated by polished bookshelves which are populated by just about every arcane volume you have ever heard of and then some. Each is in good shape. Their spines and varied sizes create a parade of knowledge.
Four grand staircases ascend to the upper level, one in each corner. The floor of the first level is covered in a soft, warm carpets and is dominated by a huge polished wooden desk piled high with books of all descriptions. The room is warm... too warm.
That must be because of the five fire elementals gleefully setting the upper floor ablaze. The far side of the second story is just starting to go up, but if action is not taken soon the whole place will be gone in a matter of minutes. You hear arcane chants from that area and a pair of larger elementals burst into existence near the large table on your floor. As you enter, he is just finishing his summon.
"Burn the maps! he commands in a furious tone. We only need a few hours more! The elementals spread out to several places, starting fires as they go.
Of to your left, you finally noticed something that should have caught your attention earlier: Others. The same ones whom you encountered at the Nerid's Kiss plus a woman wielding an Elven curve blade and a dashing gnome.
"A party, dear democratic collective and we were most certainly invited!"
Ceinwynn turns and calls out to the others. "Who are you and why are you here?"
Noro looks around trying to guage the situation. You again? I ain't got time for thish. yelling to the "former" foes If you think you can handle it, take care of thoshe fire freaksh, I'm gonna....well no point anounshin what I'm doin'
Noro immediatly starts heading towrd she heard the chanting. chanting usually means magic, it don't take much intelligence to know Fire doesn't walk around on uts own, so it's gotta be magic.
Sergeant Sims tears his eyes off of the destruction around him and focuses on the others across the room. He blinks in surprise for a moment before shouting across to the tears, "Here to interfere with city business again? Well follow the lady's example and make yourselves bloody useful!"
Turning to his own companions, he barks out orders, "Hal, see how many arrows you can pump into the walking furnaces in a minute. I hope you can conjure more than just flames, Mezzen! My lady. You're with me!"
Pushing forward, the dashing young guardsman follows the slurring tear towards the source of the chanting, shield high and rapier at the ready.
A well-muscled masked figure enters the room, followed a moment later by a tawny mountain cat. His gaze sweeping the room slowly, he nods toward the nearest of the living flames; the big feline bounds across the room in response. A moment later the Tear grabs his polearm and follows.
Freia dashes trough the door as soon as the enchantments are broken, flanking Zayid and Aboki. She barely register the cosy furniture - instead her mind quickly fixates on the elementals. She jerks to a quick halt and swallows hard. WhyWhyWHY! Why must everything and everyone be on freaking fire all the freaking time! GAH! But her psyched up self quickly shifts up from fear to fury, with some help from the ambient aura of sin magic. And the fact that this time, the fire was something tangible - something she could fight. With her comrades at her side.
She afforded the team of 'watchmen' no more then a quick stare, then she turned her masked visage back at the elementals. Damn haughty greedy fools... Atleast they can help put this down! A quick spell summoned the familiar crackling blue energy around her blade, and another encased it in ice. "Destroy the elementals - then we can argue jurisdiction!"
Freia Init: 5
Elemental 1(right):16
Elemental 2(left): 15
Freia: acted
Zayid: acted
Noro: moved
Halsanna: acted
Kalam: moved
Ceinwynn:
Mezzen:
Halsanna's arrows lead the way into battle with a light hiss followed by a crackling howl from her elemental target. Kalam and Noro mirror each other as they advance up the sidelines, followed closely on the left by Zayid and Aboki.
They're fire elementals! Don't attack them with claw or fist! yells Ariana. They burn whatever they come into contact with!
Zayid slashes from the edge of the elemental's effective reach and manages to clip living flame. Aboki swerves under his companion's long iron-tooth and attempts to dodge the flames at they lash out at him. Fortunately, the Elementals are still taking stock of the tasty meatbags and suffer in their accuracy accordingly. Aboki attacks. Their flaming form, however strikes back and burns Aboki's mouth and nose.
Mezzen moves up and casts, catching the two elementals in a swath of cold.
1:28/60
2:27/60
The elementals reflexively flinch away from the intense cold, but cannot avoid it completely. Both their fiery gazes focus on Mezzen.
"Aboki, back!" exclaims the polearm-wielding Tear as Ariana's words register.
The cat gives a little growl of frustration, but swings around mid-stride and waits for another command instead.
Ducking behind the gnome as he unleashes his sorcery, Kalam is struck by the intense heat given off by the towering pillars of moving flame. A glance at the others upstairs is enough to give him pause in rushing forward. Touching the flask at his belt, the guardsman offers a quick prayer, "Cayden, if you're listening...please keep me from going up like the mead soaked candle I most assuredly am...", as he speaks, a faint shimmer seems to appear around him.
Glancing past the elementals, he shouts to the tear with a lisp, "Right, up those stairs ma'am! I'll take the bloody pyromaniac from this side."
1:28
2:33
Pelgrev: 13
The elementals finally realize what exactly is going on and lay into the only two people who have delivered themselves into their natural reach: Zayid and Mezzen. The fire lashes out with super-human speed and unerring accuracy.
Freia then charges up, but her blade misses the ever-shifting elemental.
Close behind her, the huge shoanti Pelgrev charges around the table and gets between Mezzen and the Elemental. His hands have become bestial claws which slice through the living flame like paper. As a side effect, the outer edges of his clothes catch fire. He grunts at the pain and continues to stare the elemental down.
Noro scans the room, she knows that someone summoned these things here, and she wanted to find out who.
"Ah!" exclaims the tanned, well-muscled Tear as the flames catch his garments and begin to burn. Aboki whines at his master's discomfort, but does not approach. The young man hefts his polearm with a growl of pain and anger, and strikes back!
Motioning up the stairs, he calls to the cat behind him, "Aboki, get the smaller ones! Take them out!"
The big feline hurries to comply.
Mezzen will try to get out of dodge after getting off his spell.
Noro makes for the door that she spotted as quick as she can. (probably a double move)
Ceinwynn, still inspiring her allies, steps up and heals the handsome gnome.
1:40
2:50
Pel:28
Freia:
Zayid: acted
Noro: acted
Halsanna: acted
Kalam:
Ceinwynn: acted
Mezzen: acted
The upstairs consists of a balcony with bookshelves built into the walls. Several small elementals hare here happily burning away the vast library.
The group cooperatively continues to pile on the damage, and the flames of the elementals are beginning to look more disorganized and shorter lived when separated from the main body.
The elementals lash out at their newest assailants. the left one strikes Freia twice (for 13 and two saves) while the right one makes an attack land on Pelgrev
Noro, you start down one hall, but quickly realize that, without a map, you have no idea where the culprits might have headed. The passages here branch rapidly and chaotically. Without care it will be easy to loose oneself in there.
Aboki's attack fails to catch the tiny elemental in it's grasp, but it doesn't counter attack. It just burns books faster.
Freia grasps in pain as the fiery elemental batter her around. And what is worse then the intense pain is the horrific flames that linger in her clothes and armour afterwards. With a yelp of fear and chock, she desperately swipes at the elemental with her sword and stumbles backwards.
Round 2
Bounding up the stairs, Kalam pokes his head through the door, cursing loudly as he realizes there are too many options. Swinging back around he sets his sights on the small elemental nearby, merrily setting books alight. Shield angled against the searing heat that emanates from the creature, he strikes with his rapier, shouting to the others as he does, "Our friend has retreated deeper into this hellhole, see if you can't save the books. Who knows what secrets are locked away here."
The little flame hisses and snaps when Kalam strikes it, but continues burning books at an alarming rate.
Still inspiring courage to her companions, Ceinwynn attempts to tumble into melee with the small fire elemental.
She strikes at it with her elven curve blade.
Kalam pushes at the flame creature with his shield, trying to keep it from the flammable shelves as he stabs repeatedly with the rapier, "They're under orders! Quickly now, if our conjurer friend wants it gone so badly it must be important. I want this evidence preserved!"
The tanned young tear keeps swinging his polearm as his massive feline friend assaults its target.
With a sudden shift of priorities the unlikely allies quickly end five of the six small elementals. Zayid's target also takes another blow, causing a dimming of the eternal fires at its core.
For the moment, the bard effects you, yes.
I'll edit the map really quick before I go to work.
Mezzen chills the elementals out.
Mezzen the Slightly Overconfident casts in the face of the animate pillar of flame. The closer elemental reacts violently and clobbers the gnome in the face as his spell goes off.
The elementals barely avoid the freezing cold, but it still affects them. They both are starting to show signs of weakening under the combined assault.