Ya. Thanks. I just got a little thrown off there. Usually im the one in controll of the teleporting.
Then, in a much more cheerful voice, as if trying to lighten the atmosphere
Where are we anyways?
Gemheart follows the group towards the staircase.
Seeing her "companions" heading toward the stair Yess shrugs her shoulders.
Perhaps they might thank me later...
She winks at the drow head as she continues to talk to Gurrak.
Yess makes a big show of looking at the green wall.
Before bowing low to Gurrak, and heading around the southern side of the pit to rejoin her party. She comes partway down the stairs.
"Gurrak says there is water beyond the door. What that means, I am unclear. It may be wise to proceed with caution if it is a water-lock of some kind. There may be a fountain beyond the portal, or, a full chamber that will flood..."
When the group gets to a reasonable spot near the bottom of the stairs Mundarion addresses the group in Elvish (if anybody can't understand Elvish say so in character soon).
"The head seems to be alive because there is some sort of magic item in it that has a strong aura of transmutation. What that item is or what its various properties may be I have no idea. So, given that, if we decide to take the head with us we shouldn't have to worry about it 'dying' if we take it too far from that room."
"As far as other matters are concerned, we need to come up with some sort of marching order and general plan of what we are going to do. Obviously our main goal should be to kill Karavakos three times, or at the very least as often as we can make that happen. I guess we'll find out after that how many more people we might need to kill off in order to get out of here."
"In terms of setting up a marching order, I'll volunteer for point. We'll need somebody as rear guard who is good at spotting things. Beyond that, I don't know you all well enough to come up with any good suggestions. All I do know is that if we get in the habit of letting people take off at random without some sort of plan we're likely to get picked off one by one."
And another thing. I see some faces that I don't know so some sort of introductions should be in order. I'll start! I am Midiotoziggeroto. Elan explorer extrordinare. POP!
Midiotoziggeroto appears on the other side of the room
And teleporter! I also can teleport others if needed. I don't know about a marching order but I could port back there behind the giant and grab the skull and be back in a flash! you said it was the elf one? Oh! I'm also good at getting into places
He says that last one with a smile
Edit: Physical description.
Midioto is a slight creature, thin and not especially tall. He has long ashen hair, a golden complexion and dark brown, almost grey eyes. He is wearing a volumious poncho like atire and a billowing, flowing cloak. Yet his most distinguishing features are not something you can see rather it is his boundless energy, his excitable personality and the psionic energy that exhudes from his entire being. He gives off the impression of golden lightning.
Yessai bows. Her war-panoply, baroque Gith armor is articulated finely, emblazoned with leering faces, grimacing skulls and generally overwrought with filigree and embossing. Her overlarge and similarly inlaid and sigiled bastard sword looks improbable in her thin arms.
"Vassekh-Arokh Yessai - Direlock of the Spiral Radiant. You may call me Yess. I can stay in the middle or at the back with Midio."
Yess addresses the excitable Elan:
"Perhaps when we are further away from the Ettin. It seems rather touchy and extremely protective of its "collection" of heads. If one were to go missing I fear it might become quite angry."
Gemheart is a humanoid and stands a few inches taller and more broad than your average human. His skin has a mettalic sheen that appears to be comprised of several metals, copper in some places, gold in others, and even some indistinguishable metals. There are also small, faintly luminescent crystals that protrude from "his" skin in regular intervals.
He carries a multitude of weapons, but wears no clothes other than boots, gauntlets, and a cloak. His psionically-created armor resembles half-plate armor, except that the plated areas appear to be crystal and the chain areas appear to be ectoplasmic thread.
"I am known as Gemheart. My people are created and recreated, like folding the steel of a blade in the forge. I am adept at front line combat."
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Thomas' mindblade continues to burn a pale blue until he dismisses it with a gesture. He stands proud in his billowing blue cloak, his serious eyes scanning the assembled heroes.
I am known as Thomas. A defender of the weak and champion against Evil and injustice in the service of my Goddess Iomede. I seek to vanquish the Fell creature that has trapped us here and would appreciate any assistance you can give. I shall stand by readily to aid you, whether it be with my blade or my healing skills
Thomas then bows his head deeply.
Is there a handle, hinges or obvious lock on the door?
Mundarion says:
"My name is Mundarion. I have just spent the last 30 years fighting in a nasty murderous war and am thankful to be alive. My specialties are scouting, skirmishing, trap removal and light arcane magic support."
Mundarion walks up to the door and looks it over. He then turns to the group and says, "I'm going to see if I can open this door, get ready for anything. "
If Mundarion is still satisfied that there are no traps he will try to pick the lock.
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De'Arv'Ki is a mystery to behold. Silvery armor of a make not Golarion, Heavy clothing of a strange style visible beneath her armor. A strange accent accentuated by her rasping whisper of a voice, This grey-tawny being seem not of this world. The crossbow in her hands and the long, thin blades at her back have seen little use, but her baring suggests a high level of proficiency with them.
"I am De'Arv'Ki, outcast frrrrom the Planes... of Dust, mid level thief of the grrrrand city of palanthas..., and I believe I can act as a forrrrward scout..."
Yessai breathes a sigh of relief as the presumed onrush of water does not eventuate. She looks over her shoulder at Gurrak, then hurries down the stairs to look at the room and over the balcony.
"Fantastic architecture, if a little unnecessary. Wonder why the rope bridges and water. Seems all geared toward some kind of cinematic combat. And those winged women - I'm guessing personal hygiene isn't high on their agenda."
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De'Arv'Ki bears her teeth in an aproximation of a smile, before whispering:
Having said this, she proceeds to load her crossbow stealthily (Free action for reload[feat]; SoH skill for stealth reload?) and proceeds to climb 20ft up one off the walls the door is set in, attempting to hide from view and scouting the room from a better vantage point.
Climb (T10) = 10+18 = 28
Mundarion thinks, "Seems like this giant hairball generator doesn't have anything better to do than try to upstage me. Ok, fine."
As Paddfoot moves past him Mundarion says: "You want point? You've got point. I'll take rear guard. Just try not to make so much noise, you're bothering the corpses back in the pit."
As Mundarion moves back towards the rear of the party he says to Thomas: "Hopefully you're a real good healer and the kitty cat is a fast learner, or we may be down a party member before too long."
Mundarion takes up a position in the rear of the party watching for unpleasantness coming from that direction. To pass the time he starts juggling some throwing darts.
Yessai notes Mundarion's dismissive comments to Thomas. She betrays no expression, merely flexes her shoulders and returns:
"We are no "party" if we cannot work well together. If you cannot support your allies Mundarion, perhaps you will be the party member lost. I admit to no facility for working in groups, but here? Now? We work together, support each other and help each other. Or we die."
Gemheart stands, weapon in hand, waiting to see if these softskins talk to the birds or not.
Mundarion shrugs. He replies to Yessai:
"It is useless for me to give advice to someone who is unwilling to listen, and I don't have the legitimate authority in this group to tell anybody to do anything and make it stick. So I gave Paddfoot what she asked for. The same abilities that make somebody a good choice for point also make them a good rear guard. So with Paddfoot on point it is logical for me to come back here."
"There are a whole bunch of things we need to decide among ourselves as a group. Preferably before we get into a real fight. Who gets point and rear guard is probably the least of them. I will simply note that I wasn't the person who positioned themselves such that it would be almost impossible to take part in any necessary discussions."
"Well, I'll tell you this. I plan on, and am good at, standing and fighting. I can fix things too, if given the time."
Yessai looks over the balcony to see the creatures, but she cannot see the door Thomas speaks of. While she looks she answers Thomas over her shoulder.
"No bickering here good Thomas. A little housekeeping is all. Strategic and tactical considerations cannot wait, and" [here Yessai looks to the dimensions of the room, and pointedly back to the room with the pit and beyond] " I have a feeling we may be here, in the pyramid for some time. And again, I remind you we are here to support one another."
Yess draws her dire bastard sword, and waves it with impossible ease in the air, though not without great strain on her face or her taut ropy musculature. She seems unperturbed by the harpies or creatures below, though from time to time she looks past Mundarion to check on Gurrak.
"I fight. I scare. I eat magic - even yours if you will give it to me. You pass your magic into my mantle and I gain power. Foes that come too close to me suffer, and I can make them suffer as they come close. I am not strong. I have no bow or ranged competency. I will stand and fight with you Gemheart. Midio can "pop" about. Thomas can fight or heal. 'Darion is a skirmisher, and he and Dee can do that and are scouts."
Yess turns to the draconics:
"Harska, Nightblade - what are your abilities?"
Yessai knows the harpies speak true, and she needs to enter the water. Now! She scales the rail of the balcony and jumps.
Standard Action: JUMP into the water.
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