Round 2, Init 7
Kort reloads (move) and fires again at green.
to hit; (+PBS)
damage;
hp: 16/16
AC: 15/13/12
Saves: F1/R5/W6 +2 vs. enchantment
Lowlight. PBS.+2 v. poison.
Aroden's Verve: 0/4 used
GlitterBomb: 0/0 used
Extend GammaRadiation: 0/0 used
Quantum Leaps used:
Pathfinder Carry: 0/0
Staff of Courage: 0/0
0: (create water, detect magic, light, stabilize,read magic)
1: 0/5 used
[ dice]1d20+0[/dice] to hit;
[ dice]1d6-1[/dice] damage.
to hit; (+PBS)
damage;
Bolts: 17/20
Round 3, Init 19-
AC = 15/13/13
HP = 18/18
Weapon Equipped = Shepherd's Crook
Condition(s) = None
AC = 17/15/13
HP = 26/26
Weapon Equipped = Well maintained teeth
Condition(s) = None
Muri almost calls out to Underfoot, but he regains himself, as the mini-monster book smells faintly of vanilla. He looks over at Kamari, visible just above the central table, and hears the thing attached to her starting to purr. He drops his Crook, and pulls his Sheep Shears from his belt, and tries to cut the thing off of him, posthaste.
HP: 16/16
AC: 13 (no armor or shield)
Fort +0; Ref +6; Will +4
Initiative +4 (Dex +2, Elven Reflexes +2)
Speed 30
BAB +1
CMB +1
13 CMD (11 Flatfooted)
Rapier +4, 1d6, 17-20x2 (anatomist)(Quick draw, Weapon Finesse, & Weapon Focus for rapier only)
Panache points = 3 + 1 for crit - 1 for escape artist use
Kamari struggles to find a way out of the grasp the other-worldly-wordy thingee. She looks to Elen with her polearm hoping she can slice the long tongue like a ribbon.
Round 3, Init 5
"Why would we want to destroy knowledge? Or horde it? They are aggressive in their hunger for our stories, but are they truly a threat?"
"Ooh, ooooh," Elen considers "it is a shame, but I can't have rogue books boring into my brain without my consent -- and clearly yours is not in the mood for sharing. Besides, we can just ask you what we want to know. The information in these creatures will stick around for quite awhile after they are dead."
Elen strikes at the one grappling Kamari.
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Anselm steps over to the gishvit drinking Kamari’s thoughts and attempts to grapple it, but fails to connect with the creature writhing in a kind of ecstasy. Muri slips his knife into the creature’s maw and cuts out part of the red ribbon, disabling it. Mama D DMPC launches another cold blast at orange though she doesn't quite connect. Kamari tries to wrench herself free, but is held fast by the tome. Major Kort, having to try for orange, green being already down, misses due to cover, though the bolt sinks solidly into the table nearby. Elen, through cover lands a blow on Kamari’s gishvit, though she doesn’t drop it.
(cover)
Red continues to slurp away at Kamari’s knowledge, slamming up and down on the shelf in its excitement.
Orange, though disabled, drinks in Muri’s thoughts for the round that it can, before passing into oblivion, dying, but with a smile on its bookish face.
Round 3, Init 7
Kort reloads (move) and moves to try to get a clear shot.
hp: 16/16
AC: 15/13/12
Saves: F1/R5/W6 +2 vs. enchantment
Lowlight. PBS.+2 v. poison.
Aroden's Verve: 0/4 used
GlitterBomb: 0/0 used
Extend GammaRadiation: 0/0 used
Quantum Leaps used:
Pathfinder Carry: 0/0
Staff of Courage: 0/0
0: (create water, detect magic, light, stabilize,read magic)
1: 0/5 used
[ dice]1d20+0[/dice] to hit;
[ dice]1d6-1[/dice] damage.
to hit; (+PBS)
damage;
Bolts: 17/20
Round 4, Init 19-
Muri shudders as the grapple ends, and the gishvit collapses on the ground. He tucks his Shears away, before picking up his Crook. Looking down on the floor, he considers torching the gishvit, but his reflex is discouraged by the torch currently laying on the floor, not in his hand.
He looks over at Kamari still embraced. "I still feel fine. It didn't have as long to grab me as Kamari, though." The halfling looks uncertainly at the swordswoman, and wonders what the long term effects will be.
Anselm shakes his head in disagreement. Stepping back from his target, he calls upon Shelyn to preserve the dying creature next to him.
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Round 3, Init 6
"Ahg! Leave her alone!"
Elen strikes at the one grappling Kamari.
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Unfortunately at the moment, it proves difficult to wedge her polearm into the "fray" without also turning Karmari into Van Gogh.
HP: 16/16
AC: 13 (no armor or shield)
Fort +0; Ref +6; Will +4
Initiative +4 (Dex +2, Elven Reflexes +2)
Speed 30
BAB +1
CMB +1
13 CMD (11 Flatfooted)
Rapier +4, 1d6, 17-20x2 (anatomist)(Quick draw, Weapon Finesse, & Weapon Focus for rapier only)
Panache points = 3 + 1 for crit - 1 for escape artist use
Not having been saved by Elen, Kamari switches tactics and tries to stab at the tongue.
"Get off of me!"
Kamari switches tactics and slices the remaining wounded gishvit, dropping it as the ribbon loosens around Kamari’s head.
Blue stabilizes, but the remaining gishvits bleed ink black onto the flagstones of the chamber as they continue to die - though there’s enough time for Anselm to save them all if he wishes.
Otherwise, the room grows quiet, though the light from under the door beckons.
Muri steps over the dead gishvits, and moves quickly across the room to the southern door, whence comes another light source. Arriving at the door, he opens it, expecting more animated literature to assault him.
Underfoot spends several seconds smelling the dead books, before joining the halfling across the room.
Kamari rips the tongue off of her and looks to Mama D.
"Am I going to be okay? What happened? What do I do?"
She pokes at the creature with her rapier, partly in examination and partly in vengeance.
Anselm takes a few moments to stabilize the gishvits. "Truly, they seem benign except for the secrets they bleed. But if we can make them our friends, they may be useful to us down the line. Once we're finished here, of course."
Anselm does what he can to make the creatures comfortable, in as far as he can guess.
Kort nods at Anselm, neither in approval nor disapproval. Just in knowing a man must do what he must, according to his nature.
He pauses to again cast Detect Magic and then Read Magic. He will examine the scroll in his hands and also look about the library for any obvious magics, including where the gishvits might be nesting.
"Am I going to be okay? What happened? What do I do?"
"Yes, likely -- what do its pages say? What did it pull from you?" Elen turns away to give Kamari privacy and examines the other unconscience gishvits as Major Kort begins his own inspection.
Is there any clues in this things as to who might still be down here?
Elen shrugs as Anselm speaks about befriending gishvits.
Something about tonguey books just creeps me out...
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"Yes, likely -- what do its pages say? What did it pull from you?"
Kamari snatches up the creature and tears into it until she finds the pages. She looks at them briefly before borrowing Muri's torch and burning them.
"Next room?" She asks the others as she stand with Muri at the next door.
Muri crosses through the inner library to the far door, and opens it quickly. Cold metal lockers line the open spaces of this smallish room. Desiccated papers protrude from the few open units, while the rest of the lockers remain tightly shut. Thick metal bolts connect additional lockers to the walls here. Some of the lockers reach up to the ceiling some twenty feet above your heads.
A sphere of bronze and copper set with a single eye, a winged creature with two clawed hands, hovers gracefully in the middle of the room. It stares at Muri impassively for a moment as if giving him time to take in the room. It then speaks, ”I am Factor 12, the curator of these archives. Have you come to make a withdrawal, or do you wish to use the reading room?” it gestures casually to the west where you see another door set in the wall.
- - -
Meanwhile, Kamari ensures that the red gishvit at least, will not be getting up again. Elen begins examining one of the books. Opening its pages, she quickly finds it has no real organization, so it’s impossible to say what information was last added for example. The text is all jumbled together, and will take some time to unravel.
Anselm stabilizes one more (I’ll say green, and orange stabilizes on its own at the same time), but is interrupted as Major Kort opens the scroll case to examine the contents. As he does, he finds two scrolls. One is magical, but the other flits into the air with serpentine grace, baring its razor-sharp edges as it attacks him!
- - -
Round 1, Init 21
AC = 15/13/13
HP = 18/18
Weapon Equipped = Shepherd's Crook
Condition(s) = None
AC = 17/15/13
HP = 26/26
Weapon Equipped = Well maintained teeth
Condition(s) = None
Muri startles to see another small oddity spring to life, and threaten the old man. He weighs leaving it to the others, now that he's been addressed by yet another strange, small oddity, but realizes the threat is behind him, not floating in air in front of him.
He drops his torch, again, and slips into flank with the Major, and (hopefully) strikes at the threat.
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HP: 16/16
AC: 13 (no armor or shield)
Fort +0; Ref +6; Will +4
Initiative +4 (Dex +2, Elven Reflexes +2)
Speed 30
BAB +1
CMB +1
13 CMD (11 Flatfooted)
Rapier +4, 1d6, 17-20x2 (anatomist)(Quick draw, Weapon Finesse, & Weapon Focus for rapier only)
Panache points = 3 + 1 for crit - 1 for escape artist use
Why is he just standing there?
Kamari moves up and readies to stab the scroll on its backside once Elen has its attention.
Anselm curses a bit, draws his dagger, and moves to defend his comrade.
Round 1, Init 10
[ Animate Mean Scroll ]
"Oh-no, really?"
She drops the gishvit and moves forward, bringing her weapon down on Mr. PapercutPants.
for
"It's just one Thing after another down here."
"Right? They didn't plan this place out at all. Disuse shouldn't mean dangerous."
"A little knowledge is always dangerous, or so my Nan always said." Anselm ducks and weaves as the paper flutters about. "I've seen stranger things, but none so ironic."
”*That* is another extraplanar sort, very lawful. It doesn’t appear to be...OH MY GoodNESS, Major, what have you let loose?!”
Anselm rushes forward preparing his weapon as he does so. Muri drops his torch and rushes back the other way to help Major Kort, connecting and cutting deeply into the ancient and crumbling scroll. Kamari moves in under Muri and slices it as well. Elen too steps up and manages to avoid the good Major as she cuts deeply into the scroll. Mama D guards the doors while she directs a ray of frost into the scroll - alas Major Kort is in the way and she merely chills a bit of the table.
”Sir, your torch! Not in the library please.” The strange spherical creature in the south flies down and picks up Muri’s torch before it sets the library aflame. It does not however get involved in the fight.
The bruised and battered scroll flutters into Major Kort’s square (5’ flap), and tries to envelope him!
plus and
It wraps around the good Major’s head extremely tightly - eliminating his ability to see, speak, or even breath (so no verbal components) and it begins to squeeze! It’s wrapped so tightly around Major Kort, you expect your weapons will harm the Major as much as the scroll if you continue to attack it.
Round 1
Tired of being a roadblock, K’Aldrian tries to remove the scroll from his head. He drops his loaded light crossbow and tries to wrestle free.
Escape Artist
Sadly, his bloodied hands do not find purchase on the slickery parchment.
Round 2, Init 21
AC = 15/13/13
HP = 18/18
Weapon Equipped = Shepherd's Crook
Condition(s) = None
AC = 17/15/13
HP = 26/26
Weapon Equipped = Well maintained teeth
Condition(s) = None
Muri watches in growing horror as the Major goes face-to-face with the scroll, quite literally. He looks at his Crook, and judges it to be a poor choice in this fight, now that the fight has taken a new face.
Well, that's what we get if we disturb things down here. Something comes out of a wall, and strikes one man down. Now, we lose another to an ancient magic set on protecting things down here...
"Sir, your torch! Not in the library please.”
Muri nods, not wanting to anger the southern guardian. "I'm sorry about that. We're trying not to disturb things down here, but curiosity is a powerful thing."
The halfling takes his torch back from the flying orb. "I'll be more careful with this. Before I forget, you mentioned that we could withdraw. I'd like to know more, please."
Muri looks over his shoulder, and hopes the others can get the Major peeled away from the paper.
Round 2
Anselm drops his dagger and draws out the wand, closing some of the Major's open wounds.
"Guardian, we are here on a mission for the crown. Our goal is to find our way out of this place, but also to investigate some strange markings we've found in other rooms. Might you be able to help us?"
HP 16 / 1 NL
AC 14
1st level spells 1/3
Summon monster 3/7
CLW wand 15/50
Elen sets her pole arm against a bookcase and tries to peel the paper off of Major Kort.
"Come now, where is this going? Let go of the Major's face!"
"My! It's got quite the grip on him! I'm afraid he can't breath in there!"
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HP: 16/16
AC: 13 (no armor or shield)
Fort +0; Ref +6; Will +4
Initiative +4 (Dex +2, Elven Reflexes +2)
Speed 30
BAB +1
CMB +1
13 CMD (11 Flatfooted)
Rapier +4, 1d6, 17-20x2 (anatomist)(Quick draw, Weapon Finesse, & Weapon Focus for rapier only)
Panache points = 3 + 1 for crit - 1 for escape artist use
Kamari thinks about stabbing the flying scroll as requested by Elen, but a hideous image of the Major with a long stick through this face holds her hand. Instead she tries to assist Elen in the grapple.
"Go ahead and cut. We can heal any fresh wounds."
Not the old ones. The frown lines...
Major Kort grasps at the scroll with his hands, but fails to find substantive purchase - though his hands do come away bloody. Anselm gives Major Kort a top up as he asks for help from Factor 12. Muri abandons the fight to others in order to communicate further with the creature. Kamari, worried about a skewer, aids Elen who successfully grapples the scroll. Mama D not wanting to freeze Major Kort’s nose, delays to see what happens with the grapple.
Everyone who can reach can aid if they wish - DC 10 to aid as usual, CMB roll. If she fails, the tug of war over Major Kort’s head will continue. If the scroll switches targets (to break free from Elen’s grapple for example) Major Kort goes free as well.
- - -
"Guardian, we are here on a mission for the crown. Our goal is to find our way out of this place, but also to investigate some strange markings we've found in other rooms. Might you be able to help us?"
The flying ball hovers in the doorway, watching the battle, ”That scroll has lay here, or is it lied here? Anyway, it’s been here a very long time. I’d nearly forgotten about it. I shouldn’t have opened it if I were you… Looks painful.”
The halfling takes his torch back from the flying orb. "I'll be more careful with this. Before I forget, you mentioned that we could withdraw. I'd like to know more, please."
It hands back the torch and shrugs with it’s arms as the wings continue to flutter effortlessly as it hovers. ”Sure! You may, though you’re a large group, take something from the cupboards here.” he flies up to a smaller one and opens it, ”We have a variety of things… are you sure your friend is OK over there?” he looks back before taking out a gold key much like the one you’ve already found, but not quite identical.
”You may have two items. Your man there pocketed a book, and you may have one other item. Well, I’ll let you keep whatever is in that scroll tube as well, since you’re dealing with the guardian.” he holds up the key, ”This is what most folks would be interested in though, seems to me. A golden key for a golden lock aye?”
He flies down to Muri, ”But I have other items as well, some even magical. Maybe you don’t want the key.”
Meanwhile, the heavily injured scroll The scroll switches targets from Major Kort to attack Elen, leaving him to breath once again!
(grappled) plus and
Alas, it fails to connect, thanks to Elen’s grapple, and Mama D’s mage armor and Desna’s elusive grace.
Round 3, Init 21
AC = 15/13/13
HP = 18/18
Weapon Equipped = Shepherd's Crook
Condition(s) = None
AC = 17/15/13
HP = 26/26
Weapon Equipped = Well maintained teeth
Condition(s) = None
"Sure! You may, though you’re a large group, take something from the cupboards here. We have a variety of things… are you sure your friend is OK over there? You may have two items. Your man there pocketed a book, and you may have one other item. Well, I’ll let you keep whatever is in that scroll tube as well, since you’re dealing with the guardian. This is what most folks would be interested in though, seems to me. A golden key for a golden lock aye? But I have other items as well, some even magical. Maybe you don’t want the key.”
Muri returns his attention to the scuffle at hand, regarding the shuffling of paper. When he sees Elen grappling the scroll, Muri's eyes widen. Without a clear path to target the scroll immediately, the halfling turns to Factor 12, and clumsily frees a hand to accept the Gold Key. "The Key would be great. There are so many doors down here, Keys can be quite valuable."
If floating eye hands him the Gold Key, then Muri nods his appreciation, and retreats from the doorway. "Thank you for your service, Factor 12."
Round 2, Init last
*huge air suck*
Face red and grasping for breath, but wanting to save Elen, Kort picks up his dropped crossbow and levels at shot at the sharp paper. He hopes to pin it to the ground.
to hit; (+PBS)
damage;
hp: 16/16
AC: 15/13/12
Saves: F1/R5/W6 +2 vs. enchantment
Lowlight. PBS.+2 v. poison.
Aroden's Verve: 0/4 used
GlitterBomb: 0/0 used
Extend GammaRadiation: 0/0 used
Quantum Leaps used:
Pathfinder Carry: 0/0
Staff of Courage: 0/0
0: (create water, detect magic, light, stabilize,read magic)
1: 0/5 used
[ dice]1d20+0[/dice] to hit;
[ dice]1d6-1[/dice] damage.
to hit; (+PBS)
damage;
Bolts: 17/20
"Yes, thank you, Factor 12!"
Anselm readies to help any of his more capable colleagues pin the scroll down.
Major Kort quickly picks up the immaculate darkwood crossbow and plunks a shot at the scroll held by Elen - and pierces it clear through! The scroll ceases its movement in Elen’s hands as it crumbles to dust.
If floating eye hands him the Gold Key, then Muri nods his appreciation, and retreats from the doorway. "Thank you for your service, Factor 12."
Factor 12 hands over the key without complaint, ”Pleasure’s mine.”
There are four scrolls within the scroll tube, as yet unread by Major Kort or others.
Muri trots up to the others, noting the scroll crumbling away. "Factor 12 handed over a Gold Key." He holds it up for everyone to see, before tucking it into his Belt Pouch. "He mentioned that he stores other magical items," Muri looks uncertainly at the Major. "but we've met our limit, for the book, the scroll tube, and this Key." Muri steps over the bolt in the floor, heading back out.
He looks over his shoulder. "If I were you, I wouldn't fight with any more guardians. There are more doors..."
If nothing jumps him, he moves through the familiar rooms, looking for new ways forward. He takes down the whole long, ancient hallway, expecting that they'll find a similar wing, but needing to clear it, in case there's a set of stairs hiding somewhere. He disregards the two central doors in the hallway, until he sets eyes on what lies around the corner.
Anselm watches Muri leave and asks, "I see there is another door beyond, kind Factor 12. Might we be permitted to enter?"
K’Aldrian falls to his knees taking a moment to catch his breath after finishing off the fell paper beast.
”Okay. I was *not* expecting that. Sorry...I just didn’t think...” Kort stays low until his legs get some strength back into them. ”Just when you think you’ve seen every trick...you fall for the old monster in the scroll tube routine. Heh.”
Grabbing the rest of the scrolls on the way back to his feet, and the scroll tube. Kort takes a moment to focus his mind and cast Read Magic on the four scrolls.
When given a moment of quiet, he will thank Anselm for the healing. ”It was timely. I could its cut.”
Elen focuses intensely on keeping control of the misbehaving scroll. Seconds later she feels its resistance stop as a crossbow bolt goes through it. Seeing the Major as survived, she gives him a nod.
"Guardians? How many are down here?" Elen asks Factor 12. "Where, if I might ask, are Factors Zero through Eleven?"
Kamari watches Muri pass by with his golden key while the Major cleans blood off his face. She follows Elen to behold guardian.
”I’m a bit confused. Is this entire place under protection or just these couple rooms with bookshelves? What can you tell us about this place? Can you tell us how to get out? We’re in a rush to return to Oppara. Are we under the city?”
Muri leaves the party behind for the moment to head down the long hall to see what lies beyond. As he passes the large metal door to the north, covered with more chalk circles and, this time, some mathematical symbols, the markings flare and sizzle briefly filling the immediate area with chalk dust - a trap! It's a quiet trap, so the rest of the party is, so far, unaware...
Feel free to spoiler your actions as the party doesn’t know what’s going on in the hallway quite yet.
- - -
Anselm watches Muri leave and asks, "I see there is another door beyond, kind Factor 12. Might we be permitted to enter?"
”Why of course!” answers Factor 12 happily. It flies over and opens the door to reveal a circular wooden table and several chairs which are arranged in the center of this room. The rest of the room is bare of distractions and utterly eerily silent. In fact a silence falls into the chamber you’re in while the door is open, and nothing can be heard. Factor 12 closes the door before continuing, ”You understand now why I keep the door closed, no?” It smiles.
Major Kort settles in a bit as the others move about and starts to read the scrolls within the once dangerous tube. They are pretty decent spells overall - you have four scrolls: dispel magic, invisibility, mirror image, and mount.
"Guardians? How many are down here?" Elen asks Factor 12. "Where, if I might ask, are Factors Zero through Eleven?"
”Oh, I only know of the one guardian scroll, and you’ve finished that one.” the strange floating creature grins, ”I don’t know who my predecessors were, or where they are.” It thinks a moment, ”There might be a record of them in one of the old books down here. Might take me some time to find it though.” It could take it an hour to find the treatise on the prior Factors, if it can find it at all - but it seems willing to research it for you if you like.
”I’m a bit confused. Is this entire place under protection or just these couple rooms with bookshelves? What can you tell us about this place? Can you tell us how to get out? We’re in a rush to return to Oppara. Are we under the city?”
”Oh, I just watch over the stacks. There are other chambers down here, but I was never shown them. Simply summoned to act as curator for these few items, and these two libraries. I know, or rather was told, that I’m under the Senate in Oppara, Taldor, Golarian. So yes, if I was not lied to, you are under the city. I’d look for stairs.”
They are pretty decent spells overall - you have four scrolls: dispel magic, invisibility, mirror image, and mount.
”M’Della, would these be of interest to you? Elen?” K’Aldrian offers the scrolls to Elen and Mama D should either wish them, or he tuck them away for later.
He straights up his armor and brushes himself off, trying to get the muss of the fight off his person. He’ll then go look into the Factor 12 room, just to see what is there, but then will follow the party back, tracking Muri, but a distance behind as he clatters to catch up.
Having reached a dead end, Kamari leaves the others to the apparently safe library to go check on Muri.
His memory will always plague him with doubt, as his mind fights to understand if he was attacked by his faithful dog because he struck her first, for no reason, or if he felt her teeth try for his shoulder before he lashed out without thought. Either way, the next several moments are backlit by a torch dropped to the floor...
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The hallway erupts in the sheepdog's howl of pain, as the halfling's blade just barely avoids a telling blow on her shoulder.
Muri can't believe what he sees, when the red fades from his sight. She's bloody!! Who did tha... That was me!! Take my eyes, that was me!!
"Underfoot!! I'm soooo sorry, girl!! I don't know what came over me..! Came over us... Underfoot?"
The sheepdog's teeth find their mark this time, and Muri bites his own lip in pain, only understanding that he deserves this pain. He has no right to be offended. He's the offender here.
Underfoot begins to froth at the mouth, a mixture of saliva and halfling blood.
For a second time, Underfoot is injured needlessly, and her throaty, incoherent growl bursts into a second howl of pain...
Major Kort and Kamari come around the corner (and perhaps others as well) as Muri slams his poor pooch once more on the noggin, screaming,
- - -
While Underfoot cowers by Muri's side, tail tucked between her legs, the halfling simply points at the chalk circles on the northern door.
"There's something... there. It swirled, but it reformed. I don't want to move. I might hurt her again..."
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”Oh my goodness, oh my..” Mama huffs a bit as she catches up. ”Don’t worry, My Good Major, I shall see you free. I have just the thing here if I can only remember it..how did that go aga...” She sputters to a halt as she sees first the Major has been freed, and secondly, and rather courageously, he saves dear Elen from its final death throws.
”Ah. So it’s been sorted, then. I’ll just save this for later, shall I?” Her eyes brighten at the sight of the inanimate scrolls, ”Oh yes, if no else should desperately want them, I would gladly take them. Should we get out of here, or even possibly even if we don’t, I could scribe them into my book, then make another for someone else. That sounds like just the thing, doesn’t it? “ she laughs a little with relief and a bit of optimism, though both are short lived as Muri and Underfoot return, and not at all happy about their excursion..
” ... It swirled, but it reformed. I don't want to move. I might hurt her again..."
”Ah, don’t move then, easy now. Let’s all catch our breath for a moment ... and then perhaps someone else, can go chase the circles. Perhaps Factor !2 might know something about them?”
While Underfoot cowers by Muri's side, tail tucked between her legs, the halfling simply points at the chalk circles on the northern door.
"There's something... there. It swirled, but it reformed. I don't want to move. I might hurt her again..."
Kamari approaches slowly, stopping about ten feet away and examines the chalk designs and surrounding area.