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Ayish tip-toes along with her companions, trying to stay at least beside Markhet and her feline friend.

Perception:1d20 + 10 ⇒ (18) + 10 = 28(To try and notice any secret doors and such?)

Ayish treads carefully through the dust and rubble of the tunnel's path.

Ayish shudders slightly as the group wander through the creepy remains/setting...

Ayish moves further into the room, keeping an eye on the large box but other wise awaiting the return of her Goblin friend.

"Well...if there are no repercussions of what we take from that box..." Ayish indicates the sarcophagus that N'Djamena and Kelden are poking about in,

"Then yes, lets continue on."

Ayish opens one eye hesitantly...and slowly takes her fingers out of her ears.

"No ka-boom? Wasn't there supposed to be an earth-shattering ka-boom?" She jokes quietly.

Waiting for the possibly undead thing to make itself some new minions. If such doesn't happen? Yay us, we loot everything and leave. (^_^)

Ayish's eyes open a tad wider after a few moments as neither Kelden, nor N'Djamena have immediately exploded.

"Well....that wasn't so bad...." Ayish hesitates to add...

Ayish winces as Kelden reaches down into the sarcophagus.

Ayish frowns a little at Markhet's banter as her other friends explore the place.

"It's always best to investigate things." She whispers back to her Gnome friend. "We wouldn't ant anything getting up when we didn't know it was there and sneaking up on us later." She points out.

Awaiting developments...

Ayish steps over to where Markhet sits upon her feline friend, also ready to assist in any way she can.

Ayish straightens her posture and steps up to assist her friend N'Djamena in what ever quest has taken him over.

Ayish chews nervously upon her bottom lip, but waits for those more knowledgeable to speak up first.

Ayish sighs at her smaller Gnome friend's comment. Moving closer to the Druid and putting a friendly hand upon the other woman's shoulder (Made easier by Markhet being seated upon the back of a medium sized feline)

"People haven't been ignoring you. I think it has been circumstances moving faster than you good advice can catch up with..." Ayish offers Markhet her own opinions in return.

Ayish eyes the 'style' upon the remaining doors with skepticism and some slight trepidation.

"I suppose we could offer them up as a sacrifice to some good deity...? Instead of just raffling them off to which ever evil cult needs a new center piece..." Ayish mutters to herself.

Okay, ready to help with looking beyond the doors.

So...what are the doors worth is we take them off their hinges and melted them down? :P

Ayish, still wiping and flicking dead monster goo from herself, moves to offer any small healings that she an to her companions.

"Eeeew!" Ayish stumbles from the things now limp grasp and begins wiping creepy, tentacle monster gore from herself.

Way to go Vrealk! And N'Djamena and Markhet and Celana and Kelden!

Sorry to be such a drain, N'Djamena...

*SQUEAK!*

So...unless other wise noted, Ayish is either making a 'spell craft check' to cast cure light wounds again...Or, if she wasn't singing last round, kind of relying on others so she can get a round in with her inspire effect so she can cast next round...

Well...i don't think there's a penalty for a Bard singing while grappled....

It's not like Ayish needs 'One hand free' to perform oratory/sing. :P

Very much big thank'e to Master N'djamena. Hope any possible resulting provoked AoO's weren't too bad. ;)

SO, Ayish's next action, since she can take a 'Round out' with her lingering song feat, is to cast her own 'Cure Light Wounds' and try and take the strain off every one else. :) Much cheers to all.

No time to post again for a while. Feel free to work out any needed saves and dice results etc. Much cheers to all.

Nope...Pretty sure that leaves Ayish completely squished.... :(

Unless she's been able to cast 'Cure light wounds' on herself with her Bard spells for a couple of rounds. Plus maybe any one else? Though I don't think any one else is within 'touching' range/reach? Ah well...

I Am hoping people's healing will be enough to keep Ayish in the game.... Much cheers to all.

'Erk!' Ayish squeaks as she ends up some monster's chew toy.

Ayish raises her voice to inspire others.

Ayish gasps in shock and fright as the Thing is released, before gathering her wits and preparing to fight/bolster her friends.

So...other than inspire, Ayish looks to be at the back and last for initiative.

Ayish stays standing in the door way. Ready to give aid to her fellows...but also ready to run from the weird thing within the room.

Ayish prepares herself for the potential opening of the door.

Yay! (^_^)

Sorry for 'rolling'. Was just home from work and not thinking straight. *Bows*

Still following and hoping everything is going well for every one. (^_^)

Acrobatics(1):1d20 + 7 ⇒ (17) + 7 = 24

Acrobatics(2):1d20 + 7 ⇒ (11) + 7 = 18

Sorry. Boards ate my posts. I think they've been a little funny over the past couple of days.

*Raises hand* Here. Still tying to figure out how Ayish is going to make all those jumps. She's too big to carry. I hope the extra ropes make a difference.

Arabeth's eyes grow a little wider as she understand her Gnome friend's words.

*A trap within a trap!* She looks about, hoping to find something that will help the group' dilemma.

Perception:1d20 + 10 ⇒ (19) + 10 = 29

*Huugz* Goblin friend. I think Markhet was just being protective. (^_^)

Ayish gasps ass the realization that all that glitters might, indeed, be gold.

Will Save:1d20 + 6 ⇒ (5) + 6 = 11(To disbelieve the piles of gold)

Ayish sighs quietly at her Gnome friend's antics. She moves closer to the stream, kneels and does her best at the moment to wipe away the worst of the grim upon herself. Smiling at Markhet's gay abandon.

Ayish smiles wanly, "It does sound like a good thing...um..plan..." She agrees.

Perhaps finding some where private so that the ladies may bath in peace?

Resting...and mending...and washing...and cleaning.........

Resting sounds very nice. :)

Aysh smiles....

"..Oh...goody....more stairs..." She says quietly.

Ayish steps away from the wall, straightens up and nods in the affirmative as she adjusts her skirts.

Ayish laughs, though she herself is definitely feeling more than just a tad haggard and spent. She both waves down Vrealk's enthusiasm as well as fanning herself, flush as she is with all the racing around every one has been doing. She totters and leans against any handy nearby wall...

Ayish comes to a panting halt and waves Vrealk in an effort to calm her Goblin companions down,

"I think them running is the better part of valor. Every one is spent. We should find some where to hold up and rest..." She suggests.

Ayish will move to help Markhet deal with/finish the last Gnolls.

Possibly a double movement to get within whip range to help flank etc with Markhet and Larrs.

Ayish has her whip out and handy. Ready to attack any Gnoll in range.

Also, sorry for not keeping better track of Ayish's use of her Bardic abilities.

Ayish stops and lets Larrs and Marhket past, even as she raises her voice to inspire her allies.