Tyr grabs his pole hammer and attempts to knock the second sheild out of the statues hand.
Initiative 19
Malzuket tries to his best to disarm the remaining shield, but even drawing on his deepest reserves he's just too short.
Inititiative 12
Tyr stands up and with an angry growl, kicks the shield from the statue's grasp.
As the second shield clatters to the ground, the statue slows and freezes in place, apparently deactivated.
End Combat.
Bruden lies on the ground, his chest slightly caved in from the enormous smash by the golem. He coughs and sputters a bit of blood, completely unaware of what is going on beside him.
Rale rushes to the unconscious Bruden and casts a spell to stabilize him before casting a healing spell to stave off death.
Rale realizes that Bruden is in serious trouble and casts another spell to stave off death.
Nice work, Tyr . And you, Rale, your god is strong. But should we fall back a bit? This place is dangerous.
Rale realizes that there is still work to be done to get the courageous Bruden back on his feet, so he continues to heal him via divine magic.
Rale hurdles the party together.to release a burst of divine healing.
Thank you for kind words Master Cobblebarn. Your sage advice has kept us out of even more sticky situations. I'm always touting tactics, but I hadn't a clue about how to handle some of the things we have seen. To state the obvious, I believe that something is seriously wrong here. We need to administer one of those potions to Bruden, to heal him up.
Rale grabs a healing potion from Bruden's pack and gently pours it into his mouth.
Thank you master Cobblebarn, and thank you Master Darkvayne for saving my life, again. I think we could all use a rest, and I hate to bring it up but didn't Roldare say something about his sister being taken?
Tyr picks up one of the sheilds that the statue attacked them with.
Could these be the sheilds Roldare was talking about?
I believe so, yes. Rale responds with ascending certainty. Then he bends down and picks up the other shield.
So the group heads back to Roldare's room and rests for eight hours.
So the group heads back to Roldare's room and rests for eight hours.
Sorry DM. What I meant was that if we healed back to maximum, then we would start off at the new maximum, correct? Example : 9/9 now equals 15/15.
Bruden stays quiet through the whole of the night, contemplating things. He did not expect this to be as hard as it had been. He felt angry at himself for being complacent. He had come into this place thinking that he had it all under control, and now he knew that he was woefully unprepared for true heroism.
He slipped out of the room early before anyone else awoke, heading back outside the way they came. He grabbed some of his equipment and found a few game trails and did some minor hunting and trapping to make sure they could make it back. He still did not feel right. That shadow had stolen his greatest asset in his mind. He no longer was strong. What did that mean? Could he still help?
Well, he still had his skills. He knew a few ways around normal boundaries, and he still was nimble, just not what he had before. Hopefully he could make something of this yet. Use it as a learning experience and come out even stronger. In fact, he already felt better than he did yesterday. It was quite possible that this effect was temporary, and he would be back to himself in no time. He came back in after he finished his business outside and waited for the group to collect themselves after their rest.
Bruden returns with a rabbit and two squirrels. Enough for a day of food for one person.
Rale has vivid dreams this night. He sees, even recalls feeling the warmth of a blinding light encapsulated in a soft remind voice. One of confidence. One of reassurance. The Dawnflower expresses delight in young Rale's opportunity to showcase the powers of his deity. Admiration is showered upon his steadfastness. Upon awakening, he will be rewarded with more divine blessings. His sore muscles are soothed. He is encouraged to continue to heal and support his friends; the valiant half-elf who seldom spoke, the brave and enthusiastic young warrior and the wise and charismatic gnome. He was encouraged to prepare spells of light, guidance, water creation and stabilization. He was encouraged to prepare spells granting magic properties to his comrades weapons, his magical stones, sanctuary and an extra healing spell. Deep in meditation, it felt as though he could leave his body, and vivid recollect his most recent memories. They needed to shields and two keys of which they were only short one key. There was a door on the opposite side of the platform in the room with the Goldman. Was that where they should proceed? These images slowly burned off like the morning fog and Rale slowly emerged from his trance. Readying his gear and donning his armor, he ate a small breakfast. Certainly smaller than the meal they had prepared before the rest. He began to survey the moods of the others to ascertain their inclinations towards how and where to proceed. Tyr was right however, anytime not searching for Roldare's sister could at least be counted as hours off of her life. That is if they were not to late already.
After watching to see if everyone is all ready, Bruden will lead them out. Not really wanting to go south of the golem, or really go past him or near him ever again, he decides to go north out of that room. He checks for traps and listens at the door before disarming/opening the door and pushing through.
Trusting in Bruden's decisions, Rale grabs his gear and follows him.
The door is unlocked and untrapped. Bruden opens it to reveal a long corridor that is flanked by a row of human statues, set into alcoves on each side. The statues look like Kassen, and each one holds a longsword out in front of it. The blades of roughly half the statues are wrapped in leather padding.
Very distrustful of statues now, Bruden takes his time to examine the hallway for traps.
Malzuket eyes the statues with apprehension as well.
Statues with swords, huh? Maybe those shields from the other statue could come in handy here?
Bruden creeps forward, examining all the surfaces as he does so, wary of traps.
He gets most of the way down the hall before noticing that one of the tiles is a pressure plate, between the third pair of statues. Crouching down, he warns everyone to step back out of the hallway and takes out his tools, ready to disarm the trap.
The mechanism is similar to ones he's seen before, and he has no trouble wedging it open.
Rale nervously follows behind Bruden. He will never hold a statue in the same regard. This situation makes him more apprehensive, but time and again he has seen Bruden overcome difficult obstacles as well as just general party luck saving the day.
Tyr kept the large sheild taken from the statue. He slept that night but now well. He dreamed of being back in the practice yard behind the Watch Headquarters with Captain Wisslo yelling at him as he struggled through the drills. Despite the stressful dreams Tyr woke feeling better than he had the day before. He felt more confidence in himself he had come close to death twice now and knew he would still leap into battle beside his friends with out hesitation. He felt good to know that he was at least no coward.
Tyr follows Bruden with the others when they set off again. When they come to the hallway lined with statues he approaches the nearest one and examines it closely while Bruden searches the hall for traps.
There's another door at the north end of the hall.
Bruden checks the northern door as well after disarming the trap, glad that his previous experience taught him to be cautious.
Rale awaits Bruden's nod for the go ahead.
Bruden has to spend a few minutes fiddling with the well made lock to get it unlocked. He steps back, and Rale opens the wooden door to reveal a medium sized chamber. In the center of this room is a large pool of clear water, fed by a fountain on the wall above it. The fountain has a stone statue of a weeping maiden holding the slain body of Kassen, but his head has been broken off and is nowhere to be seen. A voice booms out from the darkness, saying, “Magic is the key.” The voice slowly fades, leaving a dreadful silence.
Bruden will step in and look around, making any particular note of the pool and how deep it was. He remembered something about swimming somewhere, and for that he was at least slightly prepared, if only he wasn't feeling so weak. It would surely make swimming more difficult, but he was determined to carry on regardless. As for magic, that wasn't his department.
If there isn't anything interesting, he will put away his spear and move to the adjacent door and check for traps there before unlocking it.
At the bottom of the pool are about 100 keys, all nearly identical. The water is deep, deeper than his spear. It's hard to say exactly how deep just from looking.
Magic, huh? I wonder how literal that voice is--'magic is the key', 'the key is magic'. I think I can help here.
Malzuket cautiously approaches the edge of the water and peers into the bottom with his arcane senses.
Rale draws his scimitar and moves next to Malzuket should he need protection from what may be lurking in the pool. Rale has stored the big wooden shield on his back thinking it more of an ornamental item needed for some later feat than for protection. He stands readied next to Malzuket.
Tyr is lugging the other shield with him. Roldare said they would need both of the shields and two keys and as strange as things have been his is not going to disregard the council even though it is from a madman. When they arrive in the room with the pool he drops the sheild so he can be ready to fight if they need too. He will pick it up again when the move forward on.
Exactly one of the keys is magical, however as Malzuket sends his spectral hand down to do its work, he finds it doesn't have the range required. It comes up a few feet short of the bottom of the pool.