"Has it escaped?" Daymar asked from his position at the rear of the column. He didn't sound worried. More... interested.
At any rate, he followed along, doing his best not to crowd the hallway, and keeping his eyes open for potential threats from behind.
Success!
Whatever it was, Alfric shook his head and threw it off.
"Yeah, it got away," Levn grinned, his tone suggesting to Day it had not. "C'mon Kellen, let's go around the table."
Levn ran into the room, gesturing as he passed them to Bas and Alfric to take the far side and the closer doors. They couldn't let that barghest escape!
Bas- DC 18 Will save or -2 penalty on attack rolls, saving throws, ability checks, skill checks, and weapon damage rolls for 9 minutes.
(armor gives +2 to all saves vs spells and spell-likes)
(+2 vs sleep/paralyzation)
(+1 if fear effect)
The above modifiers are cumulative - if all apply add 5 to the result
EDIT: useless modifiers :( when I get high stealth, I enter into the maw of the beast, when I need to do something I get 1 :D
Kellen focuses a minute, the spiritual connections of his ancestors flowing through him and binding himself to the others around him. Very well, let's advance to it... Alfric, Bas, can we finish this?
Alfric finishes his turn by moving into the room (in effect, a double move).
Basdemar snarls and rushes toward the creature that dared to attack him earlier. Without stealth this time, he roars a challenge and charges at it head-on.
Daymar followed a bit more slowly than Basdemar. He most assuredly didn't go charging into the room. Instead, he stood at the doorway, eyeing the sparkling evidence of his handiwork with a bit of surprised satisfaction, while also letting his gaze drift forward into a vision of the next few seconds...
Then he let fly with three more of those green-white burning darts of magical force. They flew unerringly under the table and into the center of the golden outline.
A lot of things happened at once. Bas darted forward, claws tearing and ripping into the glittering wolf-thing crouching under the heavy dinner table.
Levn moved in and whipped at the creature's flank, tearing out a spurt of golden blood that would have otherwise been invisible.
Daymar's darts whizzed over the tabletop and swirled underneath to smash into the monster's legs, flipping it entirely over onto its back. The creature scrambled painfully back to its feet...
and disappeared out from under the table, reappearing instantly next to Daymar, out in the hallway.
A lot of things happened at once. Bas darted forward, claws tearing and ripping into the glittering wolf-thing crouching under the heavy dinner table.
Levn moved in and whipped at the creature's flank, tearing out a spurt of golden blood that would have otherwise been invisible.
Daymar's darts whizzed over the tabletop and swirled underneath to smash into the monster's legs, flipping it entirely over onto its back. The creature scrambled painfully back to its feet...
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and disappeared out from under the table, reappearing instantly next to Daymar, out in the hallway.
The Green Knight pounded up around the table and lashed out at the glowing creature in the corridor.
for a possible slashing and magic damage.
Levn was there in a flash, ready to cut the bharghest a new smile. His curved elven blade whipped out quick as lightning to strike the thing as it moved.
for a possible slashing and magic damage.
for a possible slashing and magic damage.
Levn cut down the monstrous wolf-thing as it tried to roll to its feet.
Kellen continues to absorb the damage from Basdemar for a few seconds, tapping himself with a wand to slowly knit his wounds closed.
Should we look to the east?, What's behind you there Levn?
Bas crouches under the table and relaxes a bit to unwind from the sudden attack of the great beast. He actually cosies up to the still warm corpse essentially disappearing behind it.
"We might take a minute to check this room first?"
OOC: recovering stamina
Levn nodded to them. "Let's check it out once Bas is finished. Anyone see anything special in here?"
Behind Levn was a pair of double doors leading into another room, currently closed.
Once the creature was down, Daymar summoned up his magical sight, and began investigating the room they'd first encountered the beast in. He looked beyond the remnants of his own dweomer, searching for anything that the barghest might have been guarding, hiding, or reporting through. Once he'd fully examined the small room, he moved on into the dining room.
With an effort of will, Day is certain that the wall itself is illusory, though the wall does not disappear from his sight.
He easily identifies the wall as an Illusory Wall.
Daymar managed - barely - to refrain from simply blurting out his discovery to the room at large. Instead, he moved to stand next to Levn and Kallen, to whom he spoke in a low voice.
"The western wall is an illusion," he said, "one that I cannot pierce with mundane sight. I know the spell involved, and it requires no small amount of skill. It is, in fact, somewhat beyond my own skills to this point, though I have some theories..." He waved away the distraction and shook his head.
"The point is, someone with a mastery of magic that is at least slightly stronger than my own has created an illusory wall that I cannot see through. Physical objects and creatures should be able to pass through it with no issue, but we will not be able to see through it. The caster, however, can. So we may be under observation. We may wish to pass through the wall rather suddenly, in an attempt to surprise whoever is on the other side. On the other hand, we cannot know what is on the other side, so perhaps more caution would be in order."
Kellen considers what Day has to say about the illusion, thinking a moment, before nodding, We should just pop through, tell everyone to stop 1 foot beyond the wall? Probably will be safe enough? If Daymar and Levn agree, he'll motion for Bas and Alfric to come over and share the plan.
"I'm in!" Bas whispers. "If I can hide behind you longshanks, I can even surprise someone back!"
Alfric nodded, then shouted "Charge!" and ran through the western wall.
Kellen activates a life-link on Alfric, Bas, and Levn before following them a second later through the illusory wall. How did we wind up charging through a fake wall? shaking his head and grinning ruefully.
How did we wind up charging through a fake wall? shaking his head and grinning ruefully.
LOL
Bas doesn't feel happy being left behind, but stealth requires staying behind for the moment. Still, it rattles that he, the champion, waits for others to take the brunt of the attack.
Anticlimactically, the other side of the illusionary wall was just a small chamber- little more than a hallway- with a single chair facing the dining room. Around the corner was a solid iron door, locked.
That's very very strange.... East it is then? Kellen points back over his shoulder.
Daymar frowned and looked around the room. With a gesture, he brought up his magical vision, which he turned onto the chair and the rest of the secret room.
Alfric nodded.
"East is as good as any other direction." He said, joining Levn at the Eastern door out of the dining room.
As far as Daymar could tell, the chair, door, and hallway/spying room were unenchanted.
The double doors to the east were unlocked and opened quietly onto a kitchen.
A goblin was trying ineffectually to hide under a counter in the northeast corner of the room, but its whimpers and the panicked banging as it tried to move pots to conceal itself gave it away.
Kellen looks dubiously at the cower goblin in the corner, You the cook? Good, come on out, we're not here to hurt you. Who lives in this castle? We're just here to protect some folks, and make the mean people stop. he's obviously unused to talking to goblinoids, but he figures treating them like children couldn't hurt.
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Bas approaches the goblin. Kobolds and goblins are often the underdogs of the evil world and he hopes this will assuage fears of the goblin.
"Come, these longshanks aren't randomly killing goblins as they see them. Only those that attack them. Answer them truthfully, the shaman can read into your soul and the wizard is reading your mind. Look at how focused he looks."
He offers his clawed hand
"Out!"
Bas approaches the goblin. Kobolds and goblins are often the underdogs of the evil world and he hopes this will assuage fears of the goblin.
"Come, these longshanks aren't randomly killing goblins as they see them. Only those that attack them. Answer them truthfully, the shaman can read into your soul and the wizard is reading your mind. Look at how focused he looks."
He offers his clawed hand
"Out!"
Daymar gave the goblin his best mind-reading stare.
Leaning into what Bas advertised, Kellen stops a beat, holding his talisman and making his eyes glow briefly as he casts Guidance on himself. The Kobold speaks the truth, tell us, and you'll depart for another morning for yourself.
The goblin climbed out from behind the pot rack, hands up and empty. "Lopo, me Lopo! No fight, no fight!" He seemed more confused by all the words coming at him than anything else. "Lopo go?" Lopo pointed on long-fingered hand at the door the team had come in through.
Daymar could speak and understand an even dozen languages (thirteen, if one considered the noises that came from Orcish mouths a language), but the goblin tongue was not among them.
"Go where?" Daymar asked the little creature, though his interest was slight - only just less slight than his expectation of an intelligible answer.
Kellen rolls his eyes at Lopo's lack of facility with Taldan, and instead switches to goblin, gibbering at Lopo in his native language.