I keep watch on the rest of the room to see if he has friends coming.
"Yes, we are well aware there are no gnolls here. Not now. But this shrine is holy to Nethys, and I seek to reclaim it in his name. What are you doing here?"
Does he bear any holy symbols or signs of Nethys? Or does he have of the trappings of a sorcerer or wizard?
perception 1d20+4
He is clearly living here and a vagabond though his tattered clothes do look like they were once very expensive.
"This is my place now, Nethys and his followers have gone, please do the same." With this he steps back around the corner and out of sight.
Remos follows Haidar around the corner. "...but why you here?"
"This is my place now, Nethys and his followers have gone, please do the same." With this he steps back around the corner and out of sight.
** spoiler omitted **
"As Nethys has never left, and now his followers have returned, I must ask you to do the same. I do not begrudge you living here until now, but your presence is no longer welcome. To Nethys or to me."
"Now now Numair, let's not be rude. After all, Haidar may have lived here for many years. NO matter what claim Nethys has on this structure, there has to be room for compassion."
Faysal moves to stand in front fo the group, hands open and outstretched.
"Haidar, you don;t need to leave, but there will be more people coming here, soon. We can tell them to let you be, or if you wish to greet them, it is your choice. But we cannot stop them from coming, that die is cast. We will withdraw and await your decision."
With that, Faysal grabs Remos' pant legs and tugs him gently towards the exit.
Haidar seems to be shaking in the corner, maybe crying maybe not.
Remos heads back to the exit.
Ahkeen whispers to Faysal and Remos as he follows them to the exit.
"This man obviously knows this place, we should hire him for the boss and use him as a guide. I'm sure she'll pay him when we get back."
"Hmm, you may be onto something there lad."
Faysal pads back to Haidar.
"Haidar, since you know the area so well, would you be willing to be our guide? This structure has been very dangerous so far, and having someone who knows it;s perils would be most helpful. I have some gold, or food and water if you prefer, and our sponsor is sure to reward you for your assistance."
As Faysal returns around the corner to address Haidar, he sees what was once a man now what could only be described as a tiger standing on two legs. His facial features are still recognizable and the look of fear has turned to anger. His mouth curls into a snarl as he leaps on what he sees as intruders into his only home. His punching dagger with a 15 inch blade adorned with the elaborate etchings of a Katapeshi leopard slides into Faysal's flesh. As soon as Faysal feels the pain he sees new scratches appear on Haidar's chest as if he had just been raked by an unseen leopard. Haidar screams in pain but the anger does not subside.
"Ow!!!! Haidar, no!!!!"
Init
Faysal tumbles 20' away from the enraged creature, drawing out his wand of CLW as he does so.
Acrobatics
CLW
Initiative
Shocked at the man's transformation, Numair hesitates a bit but then unleashes a scorching ray at the beast-man.
attack rgd touch
damage
"RAAAAWWWHRRR! "Remos runs to humanoid tiger, screaming in rage, and attacks.
Suddnely teriffingly confused, Makin swings his fist at the nearest perceived foe, actually catching Numair with the blow right on the chin.
Haidar seeing Remos as the biggest threat sheathes his weapon and pounces on him peircing his flesh with his fangs, claws and a rake.
Shocked at the man's transformation, Numair hesitates a bit but then unleashes a scorching ray at the beast-man but misses him as he engages Remos.
Ahkeen fires 2 arrows into the beast
Suddnely terriffingly confused, Makin swings his fist at the nearest perceived foe, actually catching Numair with the blow right on the chin.
"RAAAAWWWHRRR! "Remos runs to humanoid tiger, screaming in rage, and attacks, but misses him.
Faysal tumbles away and heals himself with his wand
<next Round>
Haidar pulls his punching dagger back out and attempts to sink it into Remos but misses. His bite makes contact though
Faysal moves in a circuitous path to stand behind Remos and lays his hand on Remos' lower back, allowing Irori's healing power to flow though his hands into the wounded barbarian.
CMW
"Damn waste of a spell ... let's make this one count." Numair unleashes a volley of magic missiles. Strangely, instead of the two that should come forth, three actually appear to strike the beast.
damage
Remos clinches his jaws as he swings again at Haidar, staring angrily into the tiger-man's eyes.
Attack:
Damage:
Intimidating Glare:
Makin comes to his senses and rushes to fetch his rapier from the hall and return.
"Damn waste of a spell ... let's make this one count." Numair unleashes a volley of magic missiles. Strangely, instead of the two that should come forth, three actually appear to strike the beast.
Ahkeen fires two more arrows into Haidar.
Makin comes to his senses and rushes to fetch his rapier from the hall and return.
Remos clinches his jaws as he swings again at Haidar, staring angrily into the tiger-man's eyes. His sword misses but his glare seems to shake Haidar to the bone.
Faysal moves in a circuitous path to stand behind Remos and lays his hand on Remos' lower back, allowing Irori's healing power to flow though his hands into the wounded barbarian.
Haidar shutters from Remos' glare but attacks him back and connects with his dagger and bite. As before, as soons as the dagger strikes Remos' flesh, claw mark appear to rake Haidar's chest drwaing blood.
Faysal casts CLW on Remos , and then tumbles around the backside of the monster to draw it's attention.
"Hey, fuzzy!!! Come get some!!!"
Acrobatics
Makin struggling to stay focused, charges forward to help Remos.
I take 2 shots with my bow.
Numair is worried with the amount of injury the large barbarian is taking from the tiger-man. "This one needs to count ..." he says, sending off his second scorching ray.
attack rgd touch
damage
Remos continues to attack.
Attack:
Damage:
Numair is worried with the amount of injury the large barbarian is taking from the tiger-man. "This one needs to count ..." he says, sending off his second scorching ray singing the furry man.
Ahkeen fires two arrows, missing both.
Makin struggling to stay focused, charges forward to help Remos stabbing the man beast.
Remos continues to attack but cannot connect with his target.
Faysal heals Remos then attempts to tumble around the beast drawing a viscious stab from the punching dagger.
As Haidar stabs Fasyal new bloody scars appear across his chest finally getting the better of him sending him lifeless to the floor. As he lands on the ground he is again a human man.
"Oww!!! Owww!! OWWWWWW!!!!!"
Faysal jumps about for a second, pressing down on the wound. He then checks to make sure Haidar is down for good. Pulse?
If there is no pulse, Faysal will burst for . If there is a pulse, he will ask Remos to tie Haidar up tightly, and then burst.
Makin sheathes his weapon and puts his head between his hands.
'Try and search the room, I'm not feeling well..'
Makin sheathes his weapon and puts his head between his hands.
'Try and search the room, I'm not feeling well..'
** spoiler omitted **
Faysal's healing burst goes off healing the party.
I look down the other tunnels and see if anyone else is coming.
'I've found wuite the treasure haul here. Some gold pieces, 343 I'd say, ceramic totem idols, bloodstained, raggy silk veil. And he had two potions and quality chain mail, not to mention that infernal looking punching dagger.'
'The weapon screams cursed to me, though if the chain is of the light variety I'd like to but it with my split of the funds. I'll need it. For all the bats, the large large bats, echocolating in screams, diametrically opposed to the sun, but the sun is blue, don't they know!' Makin starts to laugh manically.
Faysal checks Makin. Is there anything He can do? Spellcraft
Also, Det Magic on the loot, especially the dagger, and another spellcraft to ID
Faysal checks Makin. Is there anything He can do? Spellcraft 1d20+7
Also, Det Magic on the loot, especially the dagger, and another spellcraft to ID 1d20+7
Numair lets out a relaxing sigh as the man-beast collapses.
As Faysal looks over the loot, Numair also uses detect magic on the items, and will try and identify what he can (especially if Faysal cannot tell what an item is).
Spellcraft
"The dagger, armor, and potions appear to be magical to me Numair, do you agree? That dagger is a nasty bit of business, probably bets to try and get rid of it quickly."
Numair lets out a relaxing sigh as the man-beast collapses.
As Faysal looks over the loot, Numair also uses detect magic on the items, and will try and identify what he can (especially if Faysal cannot tell what an item is).
Spellcraft 1d20+11
Numiar read the spoiler to Faysal a few posts up.
Numair lets out a relaxing sigh as the man-beast collapses.
As Faysal looks over the loot, Numair also uses detect magic on the items, and will try and identify what he can (especially if Faysal cannot tell what an item is).
Spellcraft 1d20+11
Numiar read the spoiler to Faysal a few posts up.
"Does this cavern go back any further? Or can we go back now?"
"Does this cavern go back any further? Or can we go back now?"
"Perhaps Makin can take a quick look. If nothing else remains, I agree we should return."
While Makin sorts out the treasure I scout the cavern further.
'I'll have another look so.'
You find a trap door behind where Haidar was hiding.
'Okay,' Makin says, rubbing his hands.
He opens the door, wary for traps.
Remos ties up Haidar, then proceeds to follow Makin.
Numair follows the othrs through the trap door.
A foul, metallic miasma assails the nostrils here. This vast chamber is clearly some sort of ominous worship hall. Frescos upon the walls and dozens of columns depict the terrifying power of magic, as radiant figures destroy entire worlds. Massive pillars support the chamber’s lofty ceiling, each covered with complex glyphs and designs. Between each column, glass lamps hang from chains of green copper, radiating pallid, bluish lights that pulse and flicker in unison. At the room’s southern end, the temple’s alabaster altar gleams in the erratic blue light, its pedestal carved in the shape of winged, scale-covered bulls.
"What have we here?"
Perception to make sure nothing is about to eat me
Know:history: to see if I can make heads or tails of the images
Linguistics: to see if I can read the glyphs
Spellcraft: to see if I can ID any ongoing effects or ID the persons/events/etc in the images.