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Absalon says, "Oh yea, those creatures are called sinspawn. Ugly things aren't they?" Then in his best wizardly aspect while whispering I tell them what I know. Absalon then says, "I have the usual spells and some scrolls. I can put down a fog, or some grease, maybe attempt to put them to sleep. But I do not think that charms are going to work. However, our stalwart priest might have a skill or two with smiting embodiments of evil."
Absalon moves closer to the where Siofra and Cily climb down. He whispers down to them, "Please do not destroy anything. There is much knowledge to be gleened from these old ruins." Dungeoneering Absalon looks to the others and says, "I have been thinking, and I have come to the conclusion this religious place is one where fewer people walked out than in."
Absalon takes on a professorial tone and says, "The statue is of Qlippoth Lord Yamasoth, these are usually evil. And it appears the doors were sundered from the inside out, not the other way. Also, there is strong lingering magic about." He then pulls his wand out of one of the many pockets in his robe, and looks around.
Absalon looks at Henric, "Oh I am bringing a wide variety of spells and scrolls. I do enjoy a good explosion, almost as much as a nice ale and stew. I am unfortunately not adept at the healing of people with burn marks however. Eyebrows do grow back, but that is why we have an intrepid priest with us, and a paladin. I have some scrolls of summoning I picked up to assist us. Nothing like pushing the odds to our side. I have also found that a finely cast "sleep" spell is extra handy at gaining the edge on a foe, especially if you need to run away. Oh, would look at that statue. Quite a work really." Know the Planes Dungeoneering Cast Detect Magic
I turn to everyone and say,"The temple owes is maintenence to protective magic. Powerful forces keep it up while everything else has fallen. Any magic that effects stone will be useless here. And did you know that in the Thassilonion Empire they ate with two pronged forks at banquets. However, the forks were not for food. They were for protection and possible assassination attempts. Or that might have been the Dinth Empire. I cannot remember exactly."
Absalon is only halfway paying attention. He keeps looking from Halla to the dig and back again. He is literally shaking in anticipation of the possibility of finding some ancient and arcane knowledge. He is mumbling to himself, and trying to remember something about this place. Absalon eventually says, "There is something important here. I can feel it. It might be mundane knowledge, but it might not be. I am so glad you called us to help you clear out whatever is dangerous here." Know Arcana Know History Perception
I used up a great portion of gold from my share to buy various scrolls, a light cross bow, and bolts. "While drinking at a local tavern, I stumbled upon a bard who sang those songs warriors seem to like, you know, the kind where there are battles and beheadings. She seemed a bit on the bored side. So, I might have invited her along. I cannot say if did invite her or not. So, the operative word of 'might' is actually the case. The ale was good. I woke up in the kitchen. Apparently, my interloping was forgiven by the owner and his wife because I provided a quick start to the fires in the kitchen. I promised them I would come back and spend more money there."
Addressing our heroic priest, Merklii... [q]I was not particular about the gem. I think our stalwart warrior dwarf was liking it, but the money does buy the little ones and their mothers food and help sometimes, reagents, provisions for the group. However for our hard work here, I think a wee dram is in order. Does the sacrifice to Ore require gems? Or will he be happy with other items? I think you are a great addition to our adventuring group, but I think for the sake of harmony you should let us know what the god expects as payment for his aid." By the way, do you have any of that excellent dwarven ale with you? I suppose not since you arrived much like I did.[/q]
Absalon again looks around and says the words to have magic reveal itself. Hoping that something interesting stands out. I walk over to Ekkie with the gold chain that is left over from the necklace of fireballs. I say to her, "The magic is spent, but that is a gold chain, likely to fetch a fair price. It is for your service to our group." Absalon grabs his share of cash, and thinks about new robes, meals, pints of ale, maybe some reagents.
I walk to where I can get a good shot at the boss man, I am guessing R8. If not, I will walk to where I can see Inoklar, and do the only thing I have left besides swing my staff. Absalon is thinking, "If only we had stopped long enough, I might have been able to put this creature to sleep. But what done is done. Hey, I wonder what happened to the paladin?" Magic Missle
Absalon will stay close to the healer, hoping Merklii's god is listening. This should not present a vision problem since Absalon is 6 foot tall. If I can see Inokar the Big Guy... Magic Missle If I cannot see Inokar the Big Guy... Absalon follows Merklii the Priest of Ore with his wand out, mumbling about impatience and warriors, the sweetheart of his youth, absent minded assistants, the need to buy more sealing wax...
Absalon mutters several vile curses over our current predicament. He moves to Merklii and says, "My friend, we must rescue the little one. Our rogue-ish girl is in trouble. Here is a little help." I cast Mage Armor on Merklii giving him a +4 armor bonus. I point in the general direction of Cily, while I think hard on what this creature could be. Perception
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