The spike of fear nearly shatters her concentration, that shriek echoing as it does makes it sound like hundreds of the beasties. Taking a breath she lets her pray be heard, she casts bless.
"Draw it to a bottleneck" - Helgarr suggest his companions.
Furnok holds until more more so he can get a good strike in.
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Unable to get near the opening, nor really wanting to, Vandra thought back to all of the close-in fighting he had been getting in lately, before quickly muttering strange syllables and moving his hand through the air. A faint, dark green shimmer covered his body for a moment before fading.
Jeaux, getting ready for the comming confrontation, readied her glaive and stood next to her son.
Helgarr steps behind Azeri, and readies an attack in case the creature comes close.
Maria immediately throws her dagger at the Wrathspawn, catching it off guard. The dagger pierces into it's thigh, but doesn't do much more than enrage the creature. Vandra casts protective magic upon himself, while Helgarr and Jeaux hold firm in case the creatures charge forward. Shalelu leaps up and uses the stone wall to flip over Cleo. In mid air she shoots an arrow at the Sinspawn, but it just barely misses the creature's neck. As Shalelu lands, she lowers herself to one knee in fatigue.
Maria, you see an opening at the end of the cave that you could squeeze through to get into the room with the Sinspawn. It could offer a potential flanking route. You would need to succeed on an Escape Artist check, however.
Furnok steps back so there is more space to fight.
Ali sighs as he steps forward, placing a hand on Azeris back and beginning to channel energy through the Eidolon to protect him.
Feeling his body covered with a thin layer of protection, the Eidolon steps forward as Helgarr moves behind him, lashing out with his claws at the creature.
With the help of Ali, Azeri wades into combat and sweeps his claws at the the Sinspawn. The first claw strikes, but the second catches only air.
The first Sinspawn remains in place, clawing and biting at Azeri's magical protection. Not one attack struck. However, the second Sinspawn comes up beside and bites through the protection. While Azeri feels only minimal pain, he feels absolutely sick to his stomach.
Furnok steps up behind the bear and thwaks at the nasty with his polearm
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People are too big, the halfling mutters, knowing there is no chance to fire a shot at the ugly beasties through her friends. She holds her action.
Laying a hand of Helgarr's arm, Vandra imbued a bit of his magic into her body and gave a small smile. "To make this battle a short one," he said quietly.
"It will be so" - the barbarian nods at her friend.
"Maria is right!" - Helgarr roars - "Why did you not stay back as I had suggested? This is not to our advantage!"
And waits.
A nasty twack from Furnok's powerful strike splits the Sinspawn's skull in two like a block of wood. Shalelu jumps up to get a shot in, but misses just barely as the arrow swishes above the remaining Sinspawn's head.
Ali loaded his Crossbow and pulled back, waiting for a clear shot.
At the same time Azeri lashes out with his claws.
It's nearly dead, but Azeri's sickened state reduces the effectiveness of his claws, rendering the Sinspawn just inches from death.
The Sinspawn lashes out viciously at Azeri for it's life, but misses each strike completely.
Furnok bashes with his hammer again
Ka-thunk! Furnok bashes the Sinspawn's head in.
The room itself has little of use. The skeletons in the cells look like they're about to become dust if someone so much as breathes on them. There is a passage to the right that leads down a long and narrow hallway.
To the right then
A wooden walkway in a place this old should have rotted away long ago. The boards look ancient, but they still support the group's weight regardless.
This room contains several ancient relics of what appear to be torture implements, although their function and style seem strange and archaic. In one corner sits a spherical cage with spikes, protruding inward from its iron bars. In another stands what appears to be a star-shaped wooden frame, its surface studded with hooks. And in the center of the room is a long table covered with leather straps and a number of cranks that seem designed to rotate and swivel.
On the opposite side of the room stands an open iron door with a flight of stairs headed down. To the right of the room is a closed wooden door.
Furnok opens the right door
Probably has something to do with the pool, or maybe it is all older than the town itself?
The crumbling remnants of several chairs, books, scrolls, and a long table clutter the floor of this room. To the south stand three stone doors, each bearing a strange symbol that resembles a seven-pointed star.
Hmm.. Could you give those doors a look over, Maria?
does Cleo recognize the symbols at all?
Probably has something to do with the pool, or maybe it is all older than the town itself?
Helgarr nods, following along with her companions - "Who could have guessed all this would be right here, under Sandpoint" - she mutters.
"The town isn't very old" Shalelu mentions. "It's only been around for two to three human generations. But, this place looks ancient. This torture room makes it look like the people who once lived here weren't good people."
Maria doesn't find any traps, but the doors are indeed locked. Fortunately, they all look so old that Maria could just as easily bash them open as pick them.
Inside this door rests a brittle human skeleton with 3 arms.
Inside this door rests a human skeleton with an enormous misshapen skull.
Inside this door rests a human skeleton with a rib cage that goes all the way down to its pelvis - a pelvis with stunted leg bones strewn below its strangely flat girth.
As Vandra talks to Ali, Jeaux looks around at the papers and books. Most of it is written in a spiky archaic language that seems alien to anything she's seen before. Among the wreckage, she spots what she thinks might be a magic scroll.
It might be good to transport them to the open air later, to lay them to rest properly. Might give them a little peace. Cleo suggests, thinking dying in a closet could harbor attachment violently to this realm.
Well let us keep heading east then. Furnok rustles everyone out.
Cleo follows Furnok's rustling.
Furnok makes sure everyone's jimmies are rustled.
Cleo is now scared.
Ali frowns as he follows along, glancing around, clutching his crossbow tightly. "I know about the city, aye, but this seems older, much older. I don't think I can help us here no!"
Vandra isn't sure what spell is written on the scroll, but his detect magic spell does reveal it to be transmutation magic.
The ceiling of this strangely cold chamber arches to a vaulted height of twenty feet. The floor contains eleven wooden lids strewn haphazardly over eleven five-foot-wide pits in the ground. From the darkness within these pits echo up strange shuffling sounds and, every so often, a low moan.
Huh, so maybe there are more of those nasties in those pits. We should finish them off so nobody from the town can stumble on them down here.
Furnok looks into a pit.