Hekla approaches the sergeant around the earth elemental (provoking if he can shield bash, I guess), then takes up her chosen roll, swinging at the mirror in his hand (also provoking)
The smallish Stony fellow doesn't let the opportunity go to waste.
He swings his deceptively small and very dense arms at the sergeant.
Frank, not having a good view, trudges through the pebbles and stones to the doorway...
Alethea takes a wide circle around the guard before slashing at him with her sword.
Lyudmilla takes a quick step closer before letting a bolt fly, cursing just as her comrades close in.
Dawrbrün is stands and watches as his companions quickly react to the remaining guard.
"If he makes it out alive, Fortune truly smiles upon him," he says to himself, nodding and giving a small sigh.
Barnaby tosses another flame!
He winks at another lone asshat!
His hands winks out.
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By stone, blade, and fire the final remaining guard is cut down.
1,800 GP
SLOT none CL 5th WEIGHT 1/2 lb.
AURA faint abjuration and divination
This small, ornate mirror is mounted inside an enclosing
case, such as a locket, small jewelry box, or even just a leather
flap. To use an attentive mirror, the owner must spend 1 hour
gazing into the mirror in a ritual to attune herself to it. At the
end of this time, the owner can willingly give the mirror to
another creature. Thereafter, the creature that has the mirror
can use it as an emergency means of communication with
the mirror’s owner. Up to three times per day, the mirror’s
possessor can open it to alert the attuned owner. This
functions as a mental alarm with a range of 100 miles. The
White Witches of Irrisen frequently provide attentive mirrors
to their loyal minions and monstrous allies so the witches
can be notified when their agents have important news. Once
alerted, an attuned witch can then send aid or cast Irriseni
mirror sight to view the situation through the mirror and
receive a minion’s report directly.
CONSTRUCTION REQUIREMENTS COST 900 GP
Craft Wondrous Item, Irriseni mirror sight (see page 73), status
Frank takes a closer look at the broken mirror.
"This... this has white witch magic in it. I think... I think she knows we're here." he sighs.
"These guys have quite a bit of cold-iron... I wonder who they were fighting..." he adds, turning over the masterwork cold-iron long-sword in his hands.
Barnaby and Anticipation both wade through the rubble to begin searching the witch’s minions. Finding the Potions of Healing, they drink them.
Wasn't feeling up to snuff.
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"Could it be fixed, I wonder?" Dawrbrün says, examining the mirror. "If the witch knows where we are, it could be to our advantage to know where she is, also."
, or
"I'd suggest any of us who don't thrive in the cold take a couple of these potions," he adds, gesturing to the pile of endure elements (*cough*vodka*cough*) bottles. "I have a feeling the weather'll get worse before it gets better."
He reaches down and takes two of them for himself.
"I can hold on to a few of those vodkas potions." Frank explains as he starts alternating between picking them up, offering them to people who can't cast the spell, and tucking them away.
Hekla looks over the mirror and shrugs. "I can take a look later, but I'm glad she can't use it now."
She waves off the vodka. "I haven't really been feeling that cold here, surprisingly."
Dawrbrün knows that to fix the mirror he must know how to construct one to begin with.
In it's shattered state it does not respond to Dawrbrün
"Nor have I," Alethea says, a pensive expression on her face.
Barnaby and Anticipation both begin looking around.
Where to next?
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"Obviously we look for magic runes anywhere. There has to be somewhere we can use Hatch's hints." Frank says as he moves over to one of the unopened doors.
Frank casts Open/Close on the door.
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Frank finds the privies, simple holes in the ground that drop to an underground river.
Frank's eyes are drawn to the glassy pattern of striated, crystalline ice covering the tiled floor in open alcoves to the north and south, illuminated by a soft, blue light. After fumbling through the passphrases Frank speaks the right one, "“A gathering within the hall, take one, take us all.”
Barnaby smiles at Frank. The Hunter looks disappointed lying at Anticipation.
Here we all thought that you had taken copious notes.
The giant Ant is seen flipping through pages of notes. Upon closer inspection, they all seem to be the same drawing of an ant sleeping iron a giant sugarcube.....
Dawrbrün looks at the options. "Well, it's a round tower, so we'll end up back here at some point, anyway. Should we just flip a coin?"
He fishes a coin out of his pouch and holds it up, waiting expectantly for some sort of assent to his suggestion.
After a short debate gets avoided by a coin flip, the group happens to be in the north end when Frank guesses the right pass-phrase...
You feel as though you’re falling through a chilling void and then you reappear.
A crescent-shaped dining table occupies this Y-shaped chamber, while two large mirrors on the north and south walls create the illusion of an even larger space. Twenty feet overhead, an immense chandelier of ice crystals hangs from the ceiling. To the east, rounded steps access a short hallway, flanked by twin ice sculptures of dryads holding ice-carved tree limbs, creating an elaborate archway. Translucent, glasslike double doors are set in the hall’s north and south walls. To the west, two alcoves stand between three windows providing an amazing view of the wintry landscape outside the tower.
Ant smells something sweet in the air, by the statues.
Frank heads over to the glass-druid archway, stony fellow in toe.
"Why don't I open some doors from across the hallway?" Frank suggests.
Barnaby sits astride Ant, as the vermin follows his nose, manibles, things.
We got something.
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Shaking the strange experience Lyudmilla takes a moment to admire the scenery before nodding to Frank.
"Proceed with all the caution in the vorld, my friend."
Noticing antchittering at the air, she tries to pick up on it too.
The tiniest blood curdling scream that you’ve ever heard rings out as two fairies about the size of house cats appear from out of nowhere, surrounding Frank. ”Have at thee!” “Engarde”, the tiny warriors yell as they stab Frank in his vital areas.
The gnome then repeats it in Sylvan.
"Hey, no- ow- hey! Ow! Owowow-" Frank explains as he retreats North.
Frank's earth elemental swings at the nearer one.
Dawrbrün climbs on top of the table, and draws raises his maul-axe.
"Come at me, ye flittering fops!"
Maybe they're where Frank was?
Also Frank triggered AoO from each xD
The pair flutter towards Hekla and begin to concentrate on something, giving her precious opportunity with their guard down.
Both of the Atomie’s fade from view, turning invisible again.
Hekla disrupts one of the atomie’s spells making stay visible.
Hekla doesn't have Combat Reflexes so unfortunately she'd still be flat-footed and unable to make AoOs.
She watches them disappear in front of her eyes, grins, takes a take back, and then the space in front of her erupts into coruscating ice crystals that cling to everything in the area.
Barnaby and Anticipation seem to be waiting the results of the Elton John magicks....
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Lyudmilla tears herself away from the sweet smell and backs away with Frank before giving a quick shot of her crossbow at the pesky interlopers.
She offers a shout in Sylvan to their combatants dripping with bravado. “Vhat treats do you defend in these dark halls, fair fey? You vill not keep them from us!”
"Fey treats? Probably fey tricks." Frank grumps as he takes aim and waits for an opportune moment.
He tries to shoot past Alathea at the closer atomy.
The elemental continues, mostly ineffectually, to swing in the general direction of the same atomy.
And a few too many other attacks chase the flying swords-fey into the path of the elemental's chunky arms.
Barnaby takes out his sling.