As Armath's hand touches the brass ring it animates in the form of a serpent and wraps itself around her arm, constricting and biting.
constriction damage:2d6 ⇒ (4, 6) = 10 bite attack vs. FFAC:1d20 + 10 ⇒ (9) + 10 = 191d8 + 4 ⇒ (5) + 4 = 9
If bitten DC 15 Fort save or take 1d2 CON damage
+1 greataxe +1d12+21/power attack+22.1d12+24/attack 2; +14;1d12+21[/spoiler [spoiler=Saves]+9 FORT; +10 REF; +4 WILL (+2 against fear Bravery)
weed is afraid of striking at serpent and missing....injuring amarth....can he try to grapple and grab the snake.....crushing it??? what roll would that be
Turran and Dardanius deal with the animated door ring, while at the same time hurting their companion for 25 HP as they slash and puncture Amarth's skin.
Weed grabs the snake-thing and rips is from her arm stomping it lifeless on the floor.
The doors open revealing a long hallway running past 60' that is 15' wide. There are double doors on the left, followed by 2 single doors, all spaced 20' apart. On the right are 3 single doors also equally spaced about 20'. The air has a scent of stale sulfur to it.
From your vantage point the chamber beyond the double doors appears to have once been a chapel or small place of worship. What looks like a despoiled altar on a raised dais adorns the west wall, and tattered and torn tapestries have fallen from their hangings and lie rotting on the floors along the north and south ends of the room.
The party cautiously makes its way 10' into the 30x30 foot room. Dardanius does not detect any specific evil and Amarth detects some transmutation magic coming from the altar.
Weed doesn't find anything in the next section of the room he inspects. Dardanius recognizes the altar as belonging to the dead god
Aroden:
Aroden (pronounced AIR-oh-den) was the immortal Azlanti human who raised the Starstone from the bottom of the Inner Sea in 1 AR, founded the city of Absalom, and became the patron deity of humanity. He was once prophesied to lead humanity into an Age of Glory, but on the day of his supposed return, he apparently died of mysterious causes, catapulting Golarion into an uncertain future and the Age of Lost Omens.
Turran thinks that with a little bit of work, the altar could be cleaned up and maybe somewhat restored from its currently defiled state.
Turran, Dardanius, and Armath all busy themselves doing their best to restore some sanctity to the altar. As they do, a warmth comes over them and some divine beneficence is cloaks their mortal coils. All gain +2 morale bonus on attack rolls, saves, and skill checks as per heroism spell.
Weed keeps watch, his uncertainty paying off as two hidden doors in the side walls of the room slide open and fiendish-undead ettins pour out from each side (1 ettin on the left; 1 etting on the right).