Vanna looks to see if there are any recent tracks keading t9 or from the sarcophagus.
Wulfgar hears a dry, whispering voice muttering something unintelligible from within the sarcophagus...
Giovanna detects humanoid tracks leading to and from the sarcophagus...
"Why be rude?" She says with a mischevious grin as she holds up the ankh!
"Lets' give it a warm welcome, everyone get out your best party favors for our possible undead friend" She says Ankh ready with her spear in her the crux of her arm.
Maybe we shoukd see what it is saying first? Can't hurt...Vanna says as she gets closer to listen at the sarcophagus.
Maybe we shoukd see what it is saying first? Can't hurt...Vanna says as she gets closer to listen at the sarcophagus.[dice=perc]1d20+10
From within the sarcophagus, Lady Vanna hears a sepulchral, dry voice croak, in Egyptian: Lord Set, Alpha Jackal, God of Night and Evil! Grant your humble servant thy divine power!
Mwikali giggles at the crowbar and pulls out the Ankh and holds it up in front of the sarcophagus! She steals her face ready to use the device to blast whatever was inside.
At Wulfgar’s second pull on his crowbar, the lid grinds feee and falls with thunderous clap to the stone floor!
An ancient, elaborately ornamented mummy, unholy green lights glowing from within the cat’s eye gems replacing the eyes in its hollow sockets, stands within, with claw-like hands gripping the halftime of a bronze spear!
A curse upon the graverobbers! It croaks in Egyptian, and extends a skeletal claw toward Wulfgar!
Drops from the roof at the last moment slows and lands on the head of the undead king. He taps the kings head with his boot.
"Tag your it"
casting Dancing lights on the head of the undead king, 4 small balls of light start spinning around his head. Each ball was of a defendant color. Then with a buzz of his wings he is off again into gloom, giggling as he dose.
Drops from the roof at the last moment slows and lands on the head of the undead king. He taps the kings head with his boot.
"Tag your it"
casting Dancing lights on the head of the undead king, 4 small balls of light start spinning around his head. Each ball was of a defendant color. Then with a buzz of his wings he is off again into gloom, giggling as he dose.
UGH!! So BRIGHT!! Douse that accursed Light! What is that? A butterfly!?
Wulfgar carves a dark vale in the mummy lord’s chest and steps back...
GGHHAAAAAA!!!!
Ow! That hurt!
Mwikali begins to hold up the Ankh and activates it.
[dice=initative]1d20+1
Mwikali begins to hold up the Ankh and activates it.
[dice=touch ac]1d20+4
[dice=damage]10d8
The beam of holy light lances out from the Ankh in Mwikali’s hand to punch a dark hole in the mummy lord’s abdomen!
UUNNGHHH!!
[dice=initative]1d20+1
Mwikali begins to hold up the Ankh and activates it.
[dice=touch ac]1d20+4
[dice=damage]10d8The beam of holy light lances out from the Ankh in Mwikali’s hand to punch a dark hole in the mummy lord’s abdomen!
UUNNGHHH!!
The mummy lord wobbles, but stays on his feet...
Vanna lashes out with her blade.
She readies for a parry, expecting retribution.
"Eww that smells awful!" She says turning up her nose as the smell of cooked decayed flesh and bone sears under her power.
"Ugggh it may ruin the next cookout we have" She says with a slight gag.
[dice=init]1d20+2
Smiling as Lord P lights up the mummy, Wulfgar drops the crowbar, grabbing his sword from it's resting place, he begins to rage, swinging the sword at the mummy. He then step away from the sarcophagus to expose the creature to Mwikali Ankh.
[dice=attack]1d20 + 10 [dice=damage]2d6+1+7+6 [dice=electrical]1d6
[dice=init]1d20+8
Vanna lashes out with her blade.
[dice=attack]1d20+13; 1d6+7+5; 1d6[dice=attack2]1d20+8; 1d5+7+5; 1d6 She readies for a parry, expecting retribution.
[dice=p/r1]1d20+13; 1d20+13; 1d6+7+5; 1d6
[dice=p/r2]1d20+13; 1d20+13; 1d6+7+5; 1d6
Lady Vanna skewers the undead priest of Set twice! It grunts with each piercing thrust, wobbling very unsteadily now...
"Eww that smells awful!" She says turning up her nose as the smell of cooked decayed flesh and bone sears under her power.
"Ugggh it may ruin the next cookout we have" She says with a slight gag.
The stench is a rude bouquet of burning mummified flesh and bone mingled with roasting funerary herbs and spices...
Rasping in Egyptian: I strike thee dead by the unholy name of Set!
Stepping out of the sarcophagus, it follows Wulfgar’s backwards retreat, reaching out a claw-like hand to touch the Northman... ... and though it caresses his arm, it muddles the deadly spell, sparing Wulfgar the threat of instant death!
"Handsy are we!"She says as she reaches out with her hand to touch the Mummy lord.
Vanna seizes thr opportunity and shifts her position to get opposite Wulfgar. She flicks her blade back and forth, skewering the undead king.
Back to the land of the dead with you, you fell monster!
"Handsy are we!"She says as she reaches out with her hand to touch the Mummy lord.
Avoiding the undead's touch, Wulfgar pivots his sword back around, stepping back into the breach, he swings the greatsword at the thing again.
[dice=attack]1d20 + 10 [dice=damage]2d6 + 1 + 7 + 6 [dice=electrical:]1d6
[dice=confirm crit?]1d20 + 10 [dice=damage]2d6 + 1 + 7 + 6
Wulfgar’s blade cleaves again where it struck earlier, opening the vale into a black rift from which withered funeral herbs tumble! The mummy lord gasps dryly and the green lights fade from the inlaid cat’s eyes in the hollow eye sockets... The mummy lord of Set falls!
Vanna seizes thr opportunity and shifts her position to get opposite Wulfgar. She flicks her blade back and forth, skewering the undead king.
Back to the land of the dead with you, you fell monster!
[dice=attack1]1d20+13+1; 1d6+7+5+1; 1d6[dice=attack2]1d20+8+1; 1d6+7+5+1; 1d6
Lady Vanna’s rapier skewers the monster as Wulfgar lays into it with his greatsword... The mummy lord is finished!
Mwikali puts away her wands and looks over the contents of the Mummys' Scarchapogaus.
Before their mystified eyes, the mummy lord’s remains decay into a heap of man-shaped desert dust, funeral herbs and wrappings! Amid this debris lies a golden headband inlaid with scarab-shaped sapphires and emeralds, a golden ring with shield-shaped diamond setting, and a bronze spear that slightly glows yellow in the darkness...
"I believe it will, This Spear shall be Christened Tumbak'Indung, or Mothers' Spear. She has given me it thus it shall be named after her."Sjhe said with a smile sliding it into the spot of her other spear. She lets that one after wrapping its head in some of the bandages places the old spear in her bag of holding.
"My dear Wulfgar you really are gonna have to show me some of those spear thrusts, for I do not wish to insult this gift the Spirits have bestowed me" She giggles as she looks to the little lord and Vanna.
"So where to next?"
picks up a stone casts light on it and throws it into the shadowed area.
"Let there be light"
The archway on the left side of the sarcophagus opens onto a hall some 10 feet wide and 30 feet long, the walls decorated with friezes depicting the jackal-headed god of Night and evil, Set, receiving bloody sacrifices from black-robed priests and priestesses attended by humanoid monsters with the heads of beasts—jackals, cats, crocodiles, serpents, et cetera...
The floor is of blue-and-green-streaked yellow marble tiles, each about 5-feet-square...
At the far end of the hall, another dark archway opens onto other areas beyond...
Wulfgar detects a few floor tiles that appear looser than the surrounding tiles, as if they might be pressure plates.
Achiko examines the tiles and scans the overhanging ceiling and nearby walls, confirming Wulfgar’s suspicion...
Hai, Wulfgar-San... These are trigger plates for darts that fire from there... She indicates a series of barely-visible dart holes in the wall of the hall...
Working carefully with a set of fine tools she produces from hidden pockets in her black outfit, the ninja attempts to disable the dart trap...
I... I think it is disabled, but... I am not positive... I’m sorry...
"Maybe we should find something heavy to throw on them and see? I dont want any of us getting unessecarily poisoned. Wait maybe our little Lord might go forth and see if anything might chase him this way? I do have a Fireball prepared" she says with a smile holding her new acquisition Tumbak'Indung.
Maybe we can toss this bag of bones on the tile...might spring the trap... Vanna says, motioning to the slain mummy.
Zips into the room, his light filling it.
"The thing about traps that working on em, is they don't work on them that flies."
"I have no idea where the off switch is for this bloody thing so lets do it the fey way"
He pulls out the dagger that they got off the evil drow.
Its as big as him. Then as he stuggles to hold it and fly he starts to spin fast in the air, until he is just a blur, his voice comes.
"and a 1......2.....3!
and at maximum spin he lets the dagger go. It flies across the room and goes point 1st into a crack in the wall. There is an audible click.
He flies back to the others
"No idea if I did it, but I wan't take that dagger out if I was you."
He says with a chuckle.
" So who wants to see if it worked?"
"I do not wish to go first." She said looking at the others."If need be I can fly across to aid you, I have the power to, but Not sure if I have anything for poison if these are poisoned"
Indeed, Lord P’s Fey way actually works, jamming the mechanisms with just enough Fairy magic to gum up the works!
The Desert Jackals find the hall safe to traverse...