Not wanting to accidentally strike one of her allies, Aurexil moves aside to a klaven she has a clear shot at and swings again.
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Aurexil is tempted to let the Matriarch and the Klaven fight and hope they kill each other... but in spite of her suspicions of the monstrous-looking creature, it would be neither honorable nor just to let her die after agreeing to work together. And so the wyvaran charges in behind her, running up to polearm reach of one of the klaven and swinging at it with a broad arc of her glaive.
Aurexil can't quite surpress a shudder at the idea of how the creature might have absorbed knowledge, but she still follows.
Aurexil would have been happier *without* such terrifying and probably evil allies, but... "Right. Now we just need to find them," she says aloud.
"We could look around here a bit while we wait," Aurexil suggests.
"Oh, right. Back in that room with the see-through floor," Aurexil says, still eying the creature warily. What if it got its kids then decided they needed to be fed live prey? Still, she stepped out of the way, not wanting to fight if they didn't have to.
Aurexil eyes it warily, holding her glaive at the ready. "Not our fault. We were prisoners, too," she growls.
"If it's not magic it's probably not worth the risk of traps," Aurexil states. "Let's go up another floor."
I'll be traveling for two weeks starting tomorrow. I don't anticipate being without Internet for more than a day at a time, but it's possible, so if I'm silent for a bit that's why.
Aurexil growls, baring her teeth. "No, it's not," she agrees, "But unless you know of a way to get rid of them without letting them out, I say we get out alive first and then see about destroying these things later."
I believe so.
Aurexil growls in wordless agreement. "Anything here we can turn back on them?" she asks, figuring the others will know better than her what the things here might be.
"What?" Aurexil is moving even as she forms the question, sprinting into the room and slashing with her glaive at the little metal thing.
Aurexil grunts. "I don't like it, either, but it's not like we even know the way out. What if we need a key or something, or there's a weapon somewhere that could help us if there are more of those things? Besides, I'd rather not leave guards behind that flank us just as we meet something else. So can any of you make anything out of all of this? Especially that," she points at the diagram.
Aurexil shakes herself slightly. "I think... there's something in the air here. We should get out of the room," she says, walking out a little unsteadily.
Aurexil *is* the sort to take charge. :D
Aurexil looks at the others in the group and points at the gear. "Any of you know how to use this stuff? Any of it worth taking with us?" She herself goes over to look at the book, wondering if whatever happened to make them understand each other would help her read it.
"There's that thing's kids," Aurexil says, nodding at them. "I think I'd rather not bother them. Let's go to one of the other doors."
"Let's hit the switch to make the floor clear," Aurexil suggests. "Then we can see if there's anything down there worth getting into."
Aurexil keeps watch as Fraejia examines the levers.
"Anybody know what to make of these switches?" Aurexil asks, peeking into the northeastern room. "The stairs are kind of odd, since we didn't see them down below. I suppose there's other parts down there we didn't see. Maybe after we finish up here we should look down there."
Aurexil frowns. "I feel like we're missing something, but there's not much reason to stay and look."
Aurexil looks things over then gives a small nod of agreement. "We've all already got armor and weapons. Do you think this is an... armory of some sort?" She shrugs. "But you're right, let's keep moving."
Aurexil nods. "Right. We've got no clue what's really going on now, especially since this here," she points at their dead foes, "Seems like something's going wrong for the things that were supposed to be our jail guards. Now, which way?"
Aurexil nods solemnly. "We'll get out of here," she states.
I believe Aurexil is all done leveling up now. Nothing big--just more BAB, more points in the skills she already has, pretty much. Picked up Power Attack and Dodge.
Aurexil shudders slightly at the touch of Artirian's wand. She hated the crawly feeling it gave her, but given the evidence, she couldn't refuse the help just because she didn't like the way it felt. "A good friend of mine would warn against rash oaths," she says at Artirian's words, "But it seems like this place won't give us much choice." She growls softly, looking over the carnage. "We'd better stay on our guard. We can't let ourselves get caught like this again. We need to stay in formation, our best fighters in front, others behind, at all times."
Aurexil snarls again as the creature's claws tear into her thigh. She takes a quick step back and responds in kind with her glaive.
I got a fun little sketch of Aurexil! :)
Aurexil snarls in pain and rage. There had been too much death here. It was time to end this. She focuses on one of the final klaven and slashes it across the chest.
Hmm... if a single Bahgra survives, it might be kind of fun for that to be your new character. The stress of this battle could easily be a reason to awaken some latent psionic powers. Just a fun idea I thought I'd share, in case it struck some sparks for you.
Aurexil growls as one of the creatures manages to claw her. She backs up, focusing on it for a moment before again bringing her glaive around to slash at this next enemy.
Snarling in anger at the creatures, Aurexil sweeps her glaive about, again targeting the most injured-looking foe.
Yeah, we weren't well-prepared for a difficult encounter, and we're paying for it. Or at least the Bahgra are. The fact that they get four attacks makes this pretty bad.
Oh, no, not AefPakka! :(
Aurexil growls, too focused on battle to speak intelligibly. She takes a step back to get room for her glaive, focuses on the most injured-looking foe, and sweeps her blade around at it.
Aurexil growls and moves to attack another of the things.
"Well, they wanted to kill us before, so I'm not inclined to save their lives," Aurexil growls. She moves up to glaive reach of the nearest one and slashes at it, channeling dragon magic through it as she does.
Aurexil follows close behind. Her draconic vision pierces the darkness without difficulty. "I'd say let's go where there's movement first," she whispers to those who follow her.
Aurexil frowns. "Let's just hope that works," she growls uncertainly as she follows.
Aurexil warily follows Jaxel, keeping an eye out for trouble or treasure in equal measure.
Aurexil growls and shakes her head. "I still think we should at least take a quick look down here first. What if it takes us days to get out and there's something we could use here?"
Aurexil shakes her head slightly, trying to clear it. "Seems like... whatever that was, it somehow made us able to understand each other?" She glances over at the dead Bahgra and growls softly. "If only it hadn't killed anyone doing it." She looks around carefully. "I think we should look around down here real quick. I still don't trust that thing, and we'll want to know more about it if it turns out to be hostile."
Aurexil is still nervously watching the Tauslek. "Það sem skiptir máli er hvort það er að fara að berjast með okkur eða á móti okkur. Spyrja það eitthvað um það," she half-orders AefPakka, tension fraying her manners. Draconic: "What matters is if it's going to fight with us or against us. Ask it something about that."
Aurexil doesn't relax, her glaive still at the ready, though she still makes no move to attack. "Það er einmitt þess vegna sem ég treysti ekki hana. Hún er nú þegar drepið einn með tveimur fótum bara fyrir að hafa tvo fætur," she says, not taking her eyes off of the Tauslek. Draconic: "That's exactly why I don't trust her. She's already killed one person with two feet just for having two feet."
Aurexil narrows her eyes slightly. "AefPakka, spør henne hva hun skal gjøre nå. Hun kan bare snakke mens hun helbreder, og planlegger å angripe igjen." Draconic: [b]"AefPakka, ask her what she's going to do now. She might just be talking while she heals, and planning to attack again."[b/] |