"Hey, You have to buy a guy dinner first if you want to get that close and personal" he says as he takes another swing.
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With the battle raging around him, Paritosh steels himself and locks eyes with the nearest skeleton, its bones rattling ominously.
"You think you can intimidate me with your clattering?" he taunts, charging forward with renewed vigor, his khopesh gleaming in the dim light.
He lunges at the skeleton, but his strike goes wide, the blade slicing through empty air.
"By Najm, that was a poor swing!" he exclaims, frustration creeping into his voice.
Undeterred, Paritosh quickly adjusts his stance and prepares for another strike. "Let this one find its mark!" he shouts, swinging the khopesh again with determination.
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Nura remains silent, her teeth gritted as she fights.
Fadilah
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Having felled her immediate problem, Fadilah rushes to aid her prospective roommate, Zairiah.
Paritosh loses grip of his khopesh and it lands in the side of the wagon where these corpses came from.
Zairiah and Fadi combine to destroy the corpse on her. Frackit connects and Nura destroys the one which attacked her.
The last corpse attacks Frackit miss
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Round 5
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In the heat of battle, Paritosh had swung his khopesh with all his might, but the blade slipped from his grasp, flew through the air and embedded itself into the side of the wagon with a thud.
"By the sands, not my khopesh!" he curses, frustration bubbling up within him. But instead of despair, a fierce resolve takes hold.
Spotting the last corpse threatening Frackit, Paritosh's eyes narrow. "I will not let you harm my friend!" he shouts, charging forward with fierce determination.
With a powerful sprint, he barrels into the skeleton, using his body weight to knock it off balance, hoping to protect the small gnome from its grasp.
"Get away from him, you foul creature!" Paritosh bellows, throwing himself into the fray, prepared to do whatever it takes to ensure Frackit’s safety. His heart races, and he knows that every moment counts in this desperate struggle.
Frackit hears others coming and laughs.'Well I was always either the first to leave the dance for or the last, but usually never with a partner this ugly" He says as he takes another swing with his axe.
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Nura continues to say nothing but grimly sets about dispatching Frakit's opponent.
Nodding quickly but gratefully at Fadilah in thanks for the help, Zairiah moves on to the last opponent.
After a bewildering level attack the animated corpse disintegrates on the ground in front of the wagon.
Combat Over
The wagon has three horses that was pulling it. You also see tracks going off into the desert.
Paritosh will retrieve his sword, first thing.
Frackit uses the sand to wipe clean his Axe blade and then puts away.
" Well that was fun. Anyone know last rights for these poor souls?" he asks looking at those around still u familiar here about such things.
Zariah will check the bodies for anything useful and then tend to the horses. If no one else has checked by that point, she'll search the wagon.
Looking at the tracks she murmurs
Wonder where they came from, and whether it is something we should clean up, or stay away from.
Inside the wagon you can see a formerly sealed stone sarcophagus that easily predates the Loregiver, You see burial linens strewn all over the scene.
"What is this?" he mutters, dread creeping into his voice as he steps closer. The sight of the stone sarcophagus, ancient and foreboding, sends a shiver down his spine. "A sarcophagus, sealed and now uncovered. This is ill fortune indeed!"
He instinctively steps back, a wary expression on his face as he surveys the burial linens strewn haphazardly around the scene. "By Najm, I have heard tales of what lies within such tombs. Spirits that refuse to rest, curses that haunt the living!"
Paritosh's heart races, the fear of the unknown gnawing at him. "These linens… they are not mere remnants. They speak of lives lost and stories untold. What horrors have we awakened?"
He glances back at his companions, seeking reassurance in their presence. "Let us tread carefully, friends. For whatever power resides within that stone coffin, I fear it may not take kindly to intruders."
'So wait are you telling me, that that coffin was holding something far worse than these things?'Frackit asks looking at the others.
"So these things were his work? Or what ever malevolence animated the thing in the first place." Frackit says as he taps his chin.
"Okay so do we know what's around here that it could hide in? Or head towards? I assume its semi intelligent"
Paritosh takes a step closer to the sarcophagus, his brow furrowed in thought as Frackit raises his concerns.
"You raise a fair point, Frackit," he replies, gesturing towards the stone coffin. "But if we consider the size of this sarcophagus, it is far too small to have housed all the undead we just faced."
He shakes his head, a look of worry crossing his features. "I fear that these zombies did not emerge from this one place. There must be another source, another hiding spot from which they came. Perhaps there are more coffins or graves hidden in the shadows around us."
Paritosh glances back at the sarcophagus, his voice lowering slightly. "And if this is just a single vessel, it may contain something even more dreadful within it—something that could awaken with a thirst for vengeance."
He takes a deep breath, steadying himself. "We cannot underestimate what might be lying in wait. We should prepare ourselves for anything that might spring forth from this resting place."
With a determined look, he adds, "Let us remain vigilant and investigate further. There are more questions to be answered before we proceed."
Paritosh will stand overwatch and protect Zairiah while she searches.
On the dried out corpses you find some documents referring to a mummy predating the Loregiver being brought to the History Museum in Umara.
Zairiah shows the documents to everyone.
A mummy... predating the Loregiver. She has one other possession that predates the Loregiver, and she thinks of the brass jambiya, taking it out of its sheath and holding it.
Strangely, there seems to be nothing else. Did the mummy turn the whole caravan into undead then? Would we risk the same fate going after it?
Well, we'll miss out on our bonus if we go after the mummy. Let's go to Muluk. We'll have to come back this way if we want to capture Yodfah and rescue the boy, so maybe we can deal with it if it causes more damage later?
What do you all think?
"Agreed," Nura says.
”How could I argue with the two of you?”
"Yes. If need be we can always try to use magic to track down the mummy later. Let's not get distracted."
" See he is thinking about married life. Doesnt want to be banished to the work shed!!!" Frackit laughs as he then nods.
" Yes, I concur, head back do some research, i form the proper authorities and then bam we track the dissecated fellow down and make aure he is put to rest!" Frackit goes back to the bodies ans begins to speak over the bodies in gnome.
He speaks of the Crafters lament. The death of the raw, removing the dross, to be born anew as a beautiful piece in the Sparkling Wits forge. There they will be sent to thier other gods realm as a beautiful golden soul for the god to acxept with open arms.
Once done, he takes some gold and places it in the mouths of those he can and shuts thier mouths. When done, he will sprinkle sand over theme and returns.
" Anyone else who wants to preform last rites feel free I have done mine" He says with a heavy breath
Nura hides a scoff beneath a cough. In her eyes, we have already saved them from undeath, a fate worse than death itself.
Your party continues towards Muluk.
GM Rolls
After making some decent progress you see that the sun is about to set and you set up your tents for sleep, you camp and start making dinner and eventually you go to bed, each member taking a shift on guard duty.
GM Rolls
Frackit
Frackit looks on and goes to whoever is next on the watch. "Hey, are there any tribes of Elves around here who hunt, um...things" he says trying to put into words what he saw.
" I think weird deer is what they are hunting." He said not seeing anything like them save for deer.
Deer in the desert? And elves? Where did you see them?
Frackit will point out the area he saw them in.
"Not sure what the deer was, but it seemed they wanted it bad enough" he says not sure what the deer are.
"I mean it was Deer like, Not really any deer I'm used too?' He says a bit confused.
Zairiah looks to where Frackit is pointing and she can see a bull oryx being taking down by a group of three elven bedouins.