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Dominique yelps in pain as the acid makes contact first with his clothes then with his skin. Reflexively he aims his bow but sees Hallie fall down and he restrains himself from killing the last one from that group eve though she has done so much harm to him. "Unless anyone knows the reason for the surprise attack I suggest we should to question her."
The inquisitor nodded in appreciation to the spectacle made by the rest of team then took the wand looking at it carefully and leaving the maps to Brayden and Slera. He got closer to the door and knocked with his fist at the door and started yelling Open up if you still want to have your door intact! We got your blasted maps!
Dominique pushes the solid metal chest next to the glass container expecting to see if the blue key really matched the red laqued chest before taking any action. He had doubts that the key would open any chest and was preparing both morally and physically for repeating his effort then for striking the glass in the right place.
Well... that didn't work. Can we NOW break the corrosive fluid on top of it? Hell we can even put both of the chests near it and bet on which one dissolve the first. He sights and walks agitated around the room thinking of ways to get out of the room. Though you might just want to check if it fits the other first.
Dominique's face showed signs of contempt fallowing Braden's remark however he had not denied the statement. You are quite right. Arrows are not an universal solution. They are just means, like many others. However, they do have their uses. With that said he shot two arrows
So what you're saying is that the liquid in the container could is not good for my skin. Well I guess I have to believe you on that but how will it fare against the metal chest's skin? Dominique then turns his attention to the basket and after seeing that there's nothing moving inside it, he shrugs lowers his bow then gets closer. Might have been just my imagination. My aim is getting bad, now I'm starting to hear noises. This locked space is getting to me. He gets closer to Slera noticing her hesitation. Look, if you think there's something between the wraps and don't want to just grab the basket and throw it on the other side of the room.
So I see they locked us in until we find the map's location. Who's up for giving a taste of their own medicine in after we get the map? Dominique raises his hand then looks at the others questioningly . So... let's get back to the matter of hand. Thank you Brayden for volunteering to play with the chest's traps. My guess is that the smooth copper chest is not exactly what it seams to be. It's reeking with illusion magic. It might just open in some other manner than what we expect it to. As for the basket... Dominique moves his hand over the basket then takes a few steps back aims at the basket and releases two shots, the comments on his accuracy. Please don't mind me, just checking if there is no invisible creatures trapped here with us. Oh and just to let you know, I don't think it is a good idea to put your hand in basket. I hate being confined in this place. Just wait till I get out of here... That alchemist looks shady and there's also something fishy with the half elf.
Dominique waits patiently at a distance for Brayden to trigger any possible traps then moves to check what is in the wicker basket. Surely if the map would have been in one of the chests and if the chest had been opened the Osirian would have not required our help.
Before approaching the others Dominique leans closer to Will whispering in his ear: "I presume you still have the dagger. Keep it safe, we might still need it one day." He then moves towards the larger group "I sure hope that splinting the medicine evenly for the orphans wasn't a challenge for four capable Pathfinders, was it? Now then, what are the remaining tasks? Does anyone have a preference?"
With smile on his face Dominique waves to the imp then fallows Will through the door, then makes sure it is shut. Yes milady , we were successful indeed. We even took great care to avoid unnecessary injury to your slightly uncooperative servant. However... it brings me great sadness, great sadness my mistress and I hope you understand our situation but we might have to report this small accident to the Society. I for one COMPLETELY understand your situation, but I'm afraid there could be some influential Pathfinders who might not like hearing that one of their most precious artifacts has fallen in the hands of a being from the lesser planes." Dominique grabs a chair and places it in front of the door then takes a seat keeping his smile on his face. "Now, now... I'm not an unreasonable man , in fact I'm just a simpleton. And you know what simpletons like? Tales! Especially of magical items that can summons servants and how certain fine ladies can come to posses such items. He takes a deep breath and looks towards Will, putting his hand on his shoulder before continuing speaking.
Dominique runs to the left side of the bed but he runs out of breath before he could catch the rat. He fires two arrows at the little critter. "This is not working! Perhaps we should put a backpack over it or find a stray cat." He stops complaining for a second and looks back dumbfounded. Wait, if the imp transformed into a rat. Then where's our chest?
"Whenever you are." Dominique moves to the other side of the wardrobe then pushes it face down. Then puts one leg on the furniture.
"Listen Will, It's not like I don't fancy you making imp soup. It might even taste great, but let's see all the options first: He starts counting with his right hand. One. We don't open the wardrobe. Tie it with a rope. Spare a few copper for carrying it to the headquarters and let the guys from there deal with it. Two. I'm not quite sure how long invisibility will last but I know it's not indefinite so we can wait some time. Shake the wardrobe heavily, maybe turn it a few sides. Then you can just grab whatever is in there. And we may even put a pink ribbon on it and give it back to the Chelish lady. Three. You can make a small hole in the wardrobe enough for an arrow to go through and we'll make a porcupine of the fiend. So which do you prefer?"
Hmmm, he's only an imp. He shouldn't be much of a problem.
After releasing the dagger he turns to Will and says:You know, that was the only weapon we had at hand to properly hurt this crazed being. Ask the para-countess for more letter openers.
Dominique shrugged. "The obvious route would be slashing the beast's head off but... I feel slightly uneasy sending one of our collaborator's servants to another plane in the first mission. I say that while one grabs it's attention the other one should remove the chest and we could open it once we know it's safe."
Dominique trows a suspicious glance at the halfling but does not go looking for the fellow once he was out of his vision and jokes with Will
He listened to what the para-countess had to say but he couldn't help but let his thoughts wonder about what kind of relation was between Valsin and the woman in front of him. When hearing about the previous Pathfinders he averts his gaze and looks across the room. "We could almost say that you are borrowing these items for the new recruits." He loughs for a second or two then his expression turns blunt. "Seriously though we need to check the contents before carrying it to the headquarters. I hope you understand." His eyebrows just shoot up when hearing that they'll have to confront her servant: "I suppose you telling him to just give us the trinket would not be an option."
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