Ouch......
Sindri launches three arrows in quick succession at the scorpion, at it topples under the onslaught, dropping Silas to the ground. As it does so a sickly green mist pours from its body, and though there is no wind, it rushes along the corridor back along the way you've come.
[dice=Fort] 1d20+6
Seeing a comrade drop, Sigfried had no choice but to break off his attack. Though still the clever fighter, he would move swiftly but purposely to draw attention. He wanted the scorpion and its rider to strike at him, hopefully missing, so that he could more safely to his fallen friend and heal him.
"What happened .... and what's that smell?" Silas slurs as he comes awake.
While Sig brings Silas to the edge of consciousness, the rider attempts to retrieve his axe while keeping out of reach of the melee combatants, but it slips from his fingers again.
The archer fires another arrow at Lucius.
Lucius will use kinetic heal on Silas.
and gets 2 burn himself.
Silas stands up and drinks a potion of Cure Light Wounds
Mumbling to himself as Sindri draws his bow string.'Survival of the fittest is the only truth we must uphold.'
"The weak should fear the strong."
Unleashing his arrows upon the rider.
With his companion now awake and in the care of another, the time had come to exterminate the enemy and it's large arachnid.
"The large arachnid is already dead...." Silas supplies helpfully.
Sindri's arrows topple the rider, and like his mount his body dissolves before it strikes the ground, a black ash like mist swirling through the hallway and outwards toward the opening. As it passes around each member of the group all are yanked forward several feet towards the fallen, then as the mist completes its passing you can still feel something tugging lightly towards the west. A feeling of power now familiar to you. It is very faint, so slight that in the midst of combat you would never have noticed it had there not been first that abrupt and hard physical pull.
The archer lets out a cry on anguish, "Father...", drops his bow, and charges towards Sig, drawing a scimitar as he rushes him.
Sindri's arrows topple the rider, and like his mount his body dissolves before it strikes the ground, a black ash like mist swirling through the hallway and outwards toward the opening. As it passes around each member of the group all are yanked forward several feet towards the fallen, then as the mist completes its passing you can still feel something tugging lightly towards the west. A feeling of power now familiar to you. It is very faint, so slight that in the midst of combat you would never have noticed it had there not been first that abrupt and hard physical pull.
The archer lets out a cry on anguish, "Father...", drops his bow, and charges towards Sig, drawing a scimitar as he rushes him.
Taken a back by the surge of force.
"Him too, it seems we're all god touched, he didn't serve it."
Sindri quickly springs into action seeing the man charge his mechanical ally.
Lucius lays another bit of healing on Silas in exchange for 2 burn.
Silas charges the archer to help defend the wyrwood and end this.
Between Silas and Sindri, the man is quickly brought down.
While the combat is over, that slight tugging towards the back of the prison block is still there.
Sindri will run over to collect what arrows he can from the dead, archer included.
Moving much faster than before."My training has paid off, I'm no longer the slowest here. What a thrill that was."
"Well we've rested enough. Something's calling and we better answer. " so head heads where he's being pulled.
"You feel it too? What could it be? It's a shame we couldn't gather any blood of the scorpion. Time to go." Sindri jumps to his feet, oddly cheery.
Looking around the cell block, there are no exits from the corridor, but that pulling is here in this area. A search uncovers a secret door at the back of one of the cells. As it opens a faint writing appears glowing on the door for a brief moment, again in that older dialect of common. Be ye pure, or only madness you will find..
The door opens into a dark stairwell descending deeper. Unlike the other parts of the ruins which were largely intact, the stairs are broken in places, and the walls are split where the passage has shifted a few feet to the south.
The stairwell ends in a large chamber, to large to see across its entirety by either the light of magic, or the dark vision of Sig and Sindri. The floor is uneven, large mounds of sound where it has poured in through broken walls. The terrain is further broken up by large chunks of worked stone that have been pushed up out of the floor.
A slow drip of water can be heard ahead out of sight.
"I always wonder how they keep the roof up in these really big underground rooms. " then he will look around a bit and move inside.
"I always assume magic, but I'm probably biased."
As Sindri reads the ancient message. He becomes more paranoid.
"I have a back omen about this place, somethings not right."
Sindri walks further into the chamber, examining the mounds the worked stone and the strange sounds.
The group proceeds cautiously across the chamber, sand sliding and shifting around their feet. As they near the far side Sindri spots something at the edge of the light, lurking behind a block of stone, and nearly blending in with the sand.
Two large serpent's heads, one peering around either side of the block of stone.
This is a Amphisbaena, a magical beast, a snake with a head at both ends of its body. If the creature is struck a critical hit with a slashing weapon it will split in half, both halves able to function independently of each other.
"The beast is an amphisbaena! Don't ask me how to pronounce that! If grievously wounded with a slashing weapon it will split it body into independent beasts and keep fighting."
"Amphisbaena? Nevermind it must fall."
Amphisbaena are resistant to cold damage and immune to petrification. They are also surprisingly good jumpers. Their bite has a mild venom, though it can be deadly, draining the constitution of their victims that fail to resist the poison.
The snake rushes forward, keeping to the tops of the stone blocks and avoiding the loose sand on the floor that would otherwise slow its movements.
Sindri lets loose a single arrow, but the arrow splits in two as it leaves the bow - so much for goblin made arrows.
Lucius will use a move action to gather power, then fling a rock at the snakish thing with a kinetic blast. He will use extended range for 2 burn.