Habiba's eyes widen, covetously.
[b"]The Mirror of the Multiverse, a scrying artifact of the gods. I thought it was merely legend, but if we could but find the other 4 pieces..."[/b] she trails of, mind whirling at the implications.
"We could assuredly learn almost ANYTHING, and travel anywhere we desire with but a whim. A great and terrible power indeed."
[dice=Kn. History for Planes]1d20+25
Habiba's eyes widen, covetously.
[b"]The Mirror of the Multiverse, a scrying artifact of the gods. I thought it was merely legend, but if we could but find the other 4 pieces..."[/b] she trails of, mind whirling at the implications.
"We could assuredly learn almost ANYTHING, and travel anywhere we desire with but a whim. A great and terrible power indeed."
Lord P takes a while looking at the odd object,
Lord P takes a while looking at the odd object,
Hmm. Strangely I do not think I have ever seen or heard of that before...
"T'is not so strange. The legend is ten millennia old, and the Olympians clearly did not want mortals to know or find this after it was shattered by Zeus. That the fragment in Ireland was kept secret for so long is by design, not coincidence." Having stops, momentarily puzzled, and furrows her brow.
"Apologies. Memories of my old lives come in fits and starts since my spirit was disrupted. This is new information to me, in a sense. Yes, Irish Monks should still have been keeping one of the other fragments safe all these years after my re-entering the Cycle. Though I know not how long ago that was."
Lord P takes a while looking at the odd object,
Lord Perpireen does indeed recall seeing a similar fragment at the Black Abbey of Kilkenny in Ireland some hundred years ago...
A careful search of the next building, likely once a house or warehouse, turns up nothing of particular interest or value, only barnacle-encrusted containers--urns, crates or chests, boxes and barrels--suggesting this was a shop or warehouse, the contents long ago destroyed by decay and erosion...
After a complete search of this structure, almost a half hour has lapsed since the adventurers drank their first water-breathing potions, and they begin to feel out-of-breath, indicating that the potions are soon to expire. Each Champion drinks a second potion, renewing their ability to breathe underwater, and underscoring the urgency of soon finding more such potions or a longer-term solution to their predicament...
In the next building, of similar description to the last, the heroes again find nothing of particular interest or value, and burn up ten minutes of their second half-hour duration of water breathing...
Lord Perpireen leads the way to the wreck of the Lamprey, Cobra Johann swimming sinuously like a water moccasin after, with Mwikali and Kiku, and Ihrin, hitching a ride, Alexei and Lucius on magic swimming carpets behind, with Algoral winging along and beating a lively marching rhythm...
Habiba is helped along the ocean floor by Zagathoth, who, holding Crabpincer in his left hand, is totally unimpeded by the normally arduous underwater terrain, and practically carries the blue-skinned psychic in his right arm...
Lord P perks up.
"Irish Monks you say, now ant it a shame no one knows where they keep it hid. I will tell you this, My lord the king of the fey would be very interested in such an item, he may even pay for someone to find that part and all the others."
Lord P perks up.
"Irish Monks you say, now ant it a shame no one knows where they keep it hid. I will tell you this, My lord the king of the fey would be very interested in such an item, he may even pay for someone to find that part and all the others."
"Zeus? Don't you mean Jupiter?" Ihrin says as she pipes in knowing a thing or two about the old gods as she has always felt a connection with. Still, she shrugs as she grabs the piece and places it in the party's bag of holding.
"I know this is fascinating but we should continue on to another area and see if we can find ourselves out of the depths" The dark-skinned witch says looking at them and gesturing with her spear.
The adventurers reach the east edge of an old wreck of an English war galley with a figurehead carved in shape of a lamprey. The sail is torn and billows eerily in the deep currents, like tattered ghosts hung from the broken mast... A dark square hatch on the top deck yawns open to the dark guts of the sunken ship...
Leading the way in, Lord Perpireen illuminates the interior in the cargo hold, where among other unidentifiable debris covered with sand, barnacles, and seaweed, there lies a treasure chest!
However, the treasure chest is not left unguarded...
Within the hull hide some 14 drowned pirates, bloated and waterlogged, their skeletal frames still holding pale flesh preserved by the cold brine...
The undead crew stirs as light and life invade their gloomy undersea tomb...
BATTLE OF THE BRINY DEPTHS! ROUND 1! FIGHT!
JOHANN THE MIGHTY!
LORD PERPIREEN!
DRUMMERFEY ALGORAL!
IHRIN DRAGON'S DAUGHTER!
EMIR ZAGATHOTH!
CARDINAL D'BORJA!
RABBI ORLOVSKY!
WITCH MWIKALI!
HABIBA AL-SAHIM!
14 DROWNED PIRATES!
DING! DING!
"Well that is utterly disgusting." Mwikali says revolted a bit at the watterlogged bodies of the living dead. Bloated husks with varied bites and lesser carrion feeders chewing on them, is not the sight many would wish to see, and yet here she was looking at them.
"Suggestions on how to um quickly dispose of these things?" She asks sliding back not sure what she can do here.
Ihrin pushes her self off the communal Snake steed and pulls her Light mace. She had fought a few undead before as her homeland had many of the beasts in it. Some being the dreaded nosferatu others were mainly ghouls drawn out due to the freshly slain bodies of the fallen soldiers. The unfortunate ones who were not quite dead sometimes fell to the ravaging appetites of the ghouls or worse joined their ranks.
Other then that the dark magics of not only the Ottomans, but some of the Rus brought forth barrow wights, wraiths, even scores of restless Zombies and Skeletons. SO she was no stranger to the undead. Hell she was thought at one time to be one. With muscles born from her diligence of dance and stealth she sought out the first creature and struck it.
Lord P realises that him old mortal friend was once more in front of him.
He flies over to Habiba Al-Sahim."You old bast&*ed, so this is where you got to. And me thinking you had headed off to the one gods pearly gates, Harp and all. and you still ow me a bottle of fine river cross meed, after you drink my only one."
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Lucius glides forward on his carpet like a serene scarlet manta-ray until he is positioned in the middle of the undead.
"Lord God, creator of Heaven and Earth, hear your servant's prayer and send your light to those that know it not!"
For a moment the sea seems to lighten, as though the party stands on a meadow beneath the blue sky before the light contracts into the Cardinal and then bursts outwards, searing the water-laden flesh of the rotting corpses!
Ihrin pushes her self off the communal Snake steed and pulls her Light mace. She had fought a few undead before as her homeland had many of the beasts in it. Some being the dreaded nosferatu others were mainly ghouls drawn out due to the freshly slain bodies of the fallen soldiers. The unfortunate ones who were not quite dead sometimes fell to the ravaging appetites of the ghouls or worse joined their ranks.
Other then that the dark magics of not only the Ottomans, but some of the Rus brought forth barrow wights, wraiths, even scores of restless Zombies and Skeletons. SO she was no stranger to the undead. Hell she was thought at one time to be one. With muscles born from her diligence of dance and stealth she sought out the first creature and struck it.
[dice=attack]1d20+9
[dice=damage]1d6+1
[dice=Swim]1d20+9
Ihrin's blade plunges through water and seaweed but not the undead flesh...
Lucius glides forward on his carpet like a serene scarlet manta-ray until he is positioned in the middle of the undead.
"Lord God, creator of Heaven and Earth, hear your servant's prayer and send your light to those that know it not!"
For a moment the sea seems to lighten, as though the party stands on a meadow beneath the blue sky before the light contracts into the Cardinal and then bursts outwards, searing the water-laden flesh of the rotting corpses!
The drowned pirates jerk and writhe in the holy light!
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The mighty cobra slithers forward toward the enemy, ready to cut through their rotten flesh like a hot fork through butter! Perhaps fangs are not the best weapon here, but it is all I have!
str 5 bab 8 size-1 amulet 1; 1.5str 7 amulet 1 amulet acid d6
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AoOs if appropriate (10 ft reach)
The mighty cobra slithers forward toward the enemy, ready to cut through their rotten flesh like a hot fork through butter! Perhaps fangs are not the best weapon here, but it is all I have!
[dice=Bite Attack & damage]d20+13; 3d6+8+d6 str 5 bab 8 size-1 amulet 1; 1.5str 7 amulet 1 amulet acid d6
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AoOs if appropriate (10 ft reach)
[dice=Bite AoO 1 & damage]d20+15; 3d6+8+d6
[dice=Bite AoO 2 & damage]d20+15; 3d6+8+d6
[dice=Bite AoO 3 & damage]d20+15; 3d6+8+d6
The first drowned pirate is shredded to fish food by Johann's mighty bite!
Zagathoth sighs and trudges into the ship full of undead. Dropping his passenger, he uses his now freed hand to punch the nearest enemy.
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Mwikali thrusts with her spear seeking to end one of these creatures as she is drug along with Johann
Zagathoth sighs and trudges into the ship full of undead. Dropping his passenger, he uses his now freed hand to punch the nearest enemy.
[dice=attack]1d20+12, [dice=for]1d10+13
Zag blows a pirate back down...
Mwikali thrusts with her spear seeking to end one of these creatures as she is drug along with Johann
[dice=]1d20+7
[dice=damage]1d8+3
--------------AoOs if appropriate (10 ft reach)
As the dead pirates begin to move around the sea floor to attack the adventurers, three more are struck down by Cobra Johann!
The remaining eight pirates attack...
One of the sea zombies pierces Mwikali with its rapier, intensifying her revulsion at the rotting things...
Algoral looks around at the unpleasant undead and seeing things going pretty well flies up behing Mwikali to give her a healing touch.
Pardon the unasked for touch my lady.
Lord P backs out the fight and casts, unsen servent
"Go open that chest if you can"
He says as he zips about to keep out of harms way.
Lord P backs out the fight and casts, unsen servent
"Go open that chest if you can"He says as he zips about to keep out of harms way.
Lord McGibel's unseen servant opens the chest, triggering a trap: a poisoned spike thrusts out from the lid as its raised, destroying the unseen servant...
Within is pirate loot:
86 platinum dinars
437 golden dubloons
605 silver shekels
1,554 copper pence
6 black pearls worth 500 gp each
10 white pearls worth 100 gp each
Lord P makes a dash for the chest, pulling down the lid after him, then then starts loading up whats inside into his magic pouch. Keeping an eye out for the lid being opened.
Mwikali coughs and growls as she looks at these things. She pulls her self from Johanns' back and stands in the centre of his coils spear ready as she growls."Thanks, Al, remind me to reward you later, for now, I say we slay these abominations"
Ihrin deftly dodges the slow strikes of the undead beings darting back in with two strikes from her light mace.
Mwikali lashes out and strikes with her spear again not ready to cast while in melee. She does activate her ring, granting her more protection.
Alexei continues to cling to the great serpent. As they explore he quietly takes stock of everything find, and keeps a running tally of the values in his mind. Once the undead are encountered he begins casting his minor blessing on Johann repeatedly.
Ihrin deftly dodges the slow strikes of the undead beings darting back in with two strikes from her light mace.
[dice=Mace Strike 1]1d20+9
[dice=Strike Damage 1]1d6+1
[dice=Mace Strike 2]1d20+4
[dice=Strike Damage 2]1d6+1
*SWISH!!* *SWISH!!* Ihrin finds her mace less effective underwater...
Alexei continues to cling to the great serpent. As they explore he quietly takes stock of everything find, and keeps a running tally of the values in his mind. Once the undead are encountered he begins casting his minor blessing on Johann repeatedly.
Mwikali lashes out and strikes with her spear again not ready to cast while in melee. She does activate her ring, granting her more protection.
[dice=Spear]1d20+7
[dice=damage]1d6+3
Mwikali stabs the repulsive bloated pirate, puncturing the fish-pecked flesh!
The pirates must have been a motley crew indeed... Their captain, wearing a tricorn hat and eye patch over one hollow socket, and a trident head in place of his left hand, was called Captain Forkhand... A parrot skeleton still clings to his left shoulder... He engages Johann after the mighty cobra strikes down four of his crew in quick order...
The first mate, Crossed-Eyed Tom, fights with an anchor he swings on the end of a chain... He seems intent on murdering Mwikali...
The ship's cook was a bugbear named Cooky, who alternates swings with butcher knife and cast iron skillet at Zagathoth...
You think you be a pirate, eh, matey? Have at you then!
Johann inwardy laughs at the sight of the skeleton parrot still perched on the shoulder of the pirate captain, but that doesn't stop him from striking!
[dice=Bite Attack 1 & damage]d20+13+1; 3d6+8+d6
[dice=Bite Attack 2 & damage]d20+13-5; 3d6+8+d6
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AoO if appropriate:[dice=Bite AoO 1 & damage]d20+15; 3d6+8+d6
[dice=Bite AoO 2 & damage]d20+15; 3d6+8+d6
[dice=Bite AoO 3 & damage]d20+15; 3d6+8+d6
[dice=Bite AoO 3 confirmation]d20+15; 3d6+8+d6
Cobra Johann drops the captain with a vicious bite that knocks the skeletal parrot off Captain Forkhand's shoulder and blows the man down
His second strike is over enthusiastic and misses the peg-legged boatswain...
The first mate, Crossed-Eyed Tom, fights with an anchor he swings on the end of a chain...
Not wanting to waste time fighting the pirates, Zagathoth steps back into his dragon stance and unloads a barrage of attacks at the Hobgoblin (and anything else he can reach).
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