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Garim takes a step closer and lashes out with another set of metallic cords, but is unable to get trip the next skeleton.

5' step
Trip attempt on south skeleton: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (5) + 4 = 9

Garim fidgets, feeling Ofelio's discomfort at the direct question. Well nothing to it, we came here for a specific reason.

Bluff check to pass secret message: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (9) + 3 = 12 And hopefully a circumstance bonus or that fails.

He holds his free hand behind his back, holding out three fingers and one by one folding in his fingers as he speaks, hoping his companions understand his intentions. "An immense task indeed, but the faithful persist to change to world."

Unless someone interrupts or stops him before hand...
Expecting a surprise round

Garim flings out his free hand from behind his back, twisting vines of metal reaching out from his sleeve and entwining themselves around the legs of the first skeleton, toppling it to the ground.

Trip Attempt: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (15) + 4 = 19

"The war still rages, not all is as it yet should be." Garim adlibs while taking a few more steps to get a clear look at Kreel and his guards.

Armor, weapons, other notable things about them?

"Get into position." Garim whispers to the hidden fiends.

He then steps into the room and states loudly, "And what happenings of the outside world would you be interested in learning of?"

Garim remains where he is for a moment, hoping Bayel or Zagog will report back quickly.

"Bayel and Zagog, can you go scout it out? See where Kreel is, and any others?"

Feeling the bruises and sore spots on his arms and torso Garim uses the healing wand on himself.

Healing: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (7) + 1 = 8
Healing: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 = 2

"Bayel and Zagog, you ready to take down Kreel?" Garim adds in the same whispering tone Vellica used.

He positions himself next to the door northern most door, putting his weapon away again while holding the wand in his shield hand, then once everyone is ready opens the door slowly.

His head cracking against the wall as the zombie slams into him Garim's vision blurs for a moment, he retaliates in kind against the horrors outstretched arms reaching for him.

Still slightly dazed he sees the zombie fall and retorts back to Laya, "Bladed weapons? Are you sure?"

Seeing no sign of Kreel, or whatever remains are left of him, Garim rushes in and makes a clumsy attack.

Map

Garim reaches out with his free hand and opens the door.

Unable to see a thing beyond the doors Garim adjusts his shield and holds the healing wand in his shield hand. His weapon hand he leaves free at the moment. He stands in front of the door and gives a nod indicate he is ready.

"Bu..." Garim starts then cuts himself off. He looks like he is about to break into the conversation several times, but holds his tongue, waiting patiently while Vellica connives the two devils.

"Someone really did not like Aroden."

Garim removes the blood stained cloth from the altar in order to examine the altar itself more closely.

Cast detect magic to examine the altar as well.

"We ready for the next horror that smash, suffocate, or poison us?" Garim asks with sarcasm. He retrieves the eye of mithril eye of Aroden, expecting it may be needed to open one of the last two doors.

Assuming everyone is ready open the door with the Aroden symbol using the holy symbol and/or key as needed.

Garim relaxes with the construct destroyed, then takes a moment to tend to Timbur's wounds with healing wand.

Healing: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4
Healing: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5
Not sure how many HP Timbur is down

"Sorry, but not I."

Garim closes his eyes for a moment drawing on his inner source of unknown power, then flips through the spellbook looking for anything written there that is not actually a spell.

Cast read magic

Are the north and east rooms joined? It looks like that may be the case from the map.

Heeding Laya's advice Garim takes a step backwards and makes an attempt at tripping the large monstrosity.

Steel Scarf (trip): 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (7) + 6 = 13

Garim moves forward, but avoids getting in range of the creature.

Move, then standard action to take full defense. If the broken tables are rough terrain then I need to be moved back once space.
Map

Seeing the monstrous construction of flesh and sinew Garim stretches forth one arm to let send forth steel cables stabbing forward.

Attack (steel scarf): 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (4) + 6 = 10
Damage: 1d8 + 4 ⇒ (4) + 4 = 8

His skill with the strange magic is poor though.

I'd been thinking we'd found a key, but it wasn't in my group loot section, but just went back to the posts and found it.

Garim slaps his forehead with the palm of his hand. "One second Genisen." Garim digs into his pouches, muttering under his breath, "Never where I left it last." and finally produces a large iron key. He is about to toss it up to Genisen then stops himself, and walks back up the stairs to hand the key to him directly.

Reflex Save: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (13) + 1 = 14

"Yes, you did forget to mention that. Should I wait downstairs while you try again?" Garim states as retrieves the healing wand from his bags.

Wand on self: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 1 = 6

Ofelio go ahead and take the phylactery

Garim takes a deep breath, then tries to the eastern door.

Garim examines the paper reading a portion of it but not making much sense of it.
Kn Religion: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (7) + 6 = 13

He gives a sigh then tries to determine the purpose of the magic on the phylactery, but eventually gives up, his face a mask of confusion.
Spellcraft: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (6) + 7 = 13

Gasping for air Garim chokes out, "Thanks." He shivers again remembering the chill. "This place is one madness after another."

Fort Save: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (12) + 2 = 14
Fort Save: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (19) + 2 = 21
Fort Save: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (6) + 2 = 8

"The blood. Scrape awa...." Garim's voice is cut off as he frantically pulls at the pillows covering his face.

Suddenly the sleeves of his shirt elongate, forming razor sharp spikes protruding out past his hands.

Attack with Steel Scarf: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (13) + 4 = 17
And if needed since I can't see (though in this case I know exactly where the pillow is)
Concealment miss chance: 1d100 ⇒ 1
Damage: 1d8 + 2 ⇒ (7) + 2 = 9

Garim moves to the wall where the symbol of Aroden is displayed. He presses his hands against the symbol, where the blood has stained it, and wills life energy to flow into it.

Cast CLW on the symbol/blood

Garim stumbles over his tongue, looking for the right words, "The room is haunted" he states lamely. "Something... eh.. terrible must have happened here... that the spirits stayed behind. If we can find what made them stay we can set the spirits free. The corpses... no, maybe the symbol on the wall?"

Kn Religion: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (13) + 6 = 19
Int Check: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (8) + 2 = 10
Perception: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (3) + 4 = 7

Startled, and only narrowly avoiding being covered by the pillow Garim stammers out, "Ah... eh... life energy. Positive energy."

Percpetion: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (13) + 4 = 17

"I guess I've just never really understood what happened here or why."

As Garim pushes the strong boxes out from beneath the cots to look through their contents, he comments, "So I don't understand something. Why is the symbol of Aroden a part of this place? First the door, and now this symbol on the wall. I thought Cheliax followed Asmodeus?"

400 sp and 200gp worth of assorted items?
I've marked all of those and the mwk longsword in my group loot section. I can't use the longsword, lacking proficiency, but if Ofelio or Genisen want it, or even Timbur.

Having searched the western room Garim opens the final door on this level.

"Of course. I'd be disappointed to find anything less."

Without waiting Garim heads straight towards the skeletons to smash them.

The practice coming easier now, Garim examines the items for magical properties.

Cast detect magic, look at candles, canvas, and longsword
Anything of particular significance about the pentagram on the oiled canvas? Kn religion?
Kn Religion: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (16) + 6 = 22

"This holy symbol, we should give to Sir Rollynd?"

Garim then moves to the western door and pushes it open. "More skeletons and I'm going to start smashing them without waiting..." he comments.

Still shouting, "Aaaahhhh", Garim moves up to the next skeleton, crushing it with the swinging morning star.

Attack: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (18) + 4 = 22
Damage: 1d8 + 2 ⇒ (4) + 2 = 6

Map I moved Ofelio on the map as well from his previous post

"Aauuugh." Garim brings his morning star crashing down on the undead abomination next to him, breaking out several ribs.

Attack: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (14) + 4 = 18
Damage: 1d8 + 2 ⇒ (2) + 2 = 4

Not liking seeing more skeletons, though these ones seem peaceful enough at present, Garim keeps his weapon and shield ready and moves into the room allowing those following inside as well.

He moves to the side of one of the cots and nudges the strong box out from underneath with his foot.

Garim pushes open the north door.

Everyone take one potion of CLW, and me and Ofelio each take one of the Shield of Faith potions?

"Have at it." Garim offers.

He moves over to one of the harnesses. "These" he gestures at it, "keep fluctuating with magic. I can't tell what it is though, it fades to fast."

"Unless anyone has any ideas though, the only place left to go is up."

Was I able to determine what the potions are?

Garim ticks off on his fingers, "Skeletons, hommonc... what were those Laya? A magic snake, more skeletons, and ghouls. So only, uh, half right. The other half being filled with the experiments of crazy wizards."

Garim puts on hand to his stomach at the sight of Scar Blade, one arm missing. He probably deserved it... the once blacksmith thinks darkly.

Garim looks about the room where the ghouls dwelt before taking a moment to study the potions.

Cast detect magic
Spellcraft: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (18) + 7 = 25

He also takes a moment to look over the other items Scar Blade had on him, looking for other signs of magic.

All masterwork items? Genison you want the armor to replace your current non-MWK, and the bow for later use?

Attack: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (2) + 4 = 6

To timid to really get in range of the ghouls paralytic touch Garim has no better luck than any of his allies.

"Timbur, Laya, circle around behind them." calls out Garim.

Move up and attack
Attack: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (8) + 4 = 12

True to form his attack is clumsy. Maybe I should get some lessons from Sir Rollynd as well.

Map

"Behind us."

Garim whirls around and pushes through his allies.

Move to E-49. Still have 10' of movement left and a standard action.

"Let's slip around real quietly then if we can. South side?"

"Genisen put an arrow in one of them, Ofelio and I can wait till they charge at us then attack them."

Stealth: 1d20 - 4 ⇒ (17) - 4 = 13
Moving at half speed till I am to the corner SE, but not yet seen.
Ready action to attack first ghoul to come in range.

"Ghouls?" Garim's eyes go wide in horror, his face going pale. "They feast on fresh flesh, and their touch causes paralysis. Best hit them fast and hard... and from range if we can."

"Vellica, which direction to get the best angle to strike from a distance?"

Kn Religion: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (17) + 6 = 23
Not sure if you want to apply a penalty to my roll for a second hand accounting, or what information I might know about the creatures.

"Perhaps we can let Scarblade clear out a few of whatever other surprises await below. Let's head back up again."

No doubt I'll regret that later :)

Ah, this will be much better than that other... wand of healing... we've got. "Thank you Sir Rollynd. We've met with a number of injuries already."

Using it instead of a spell, then using it second time on myself. Changed my spell above to d8 + 1 for the wand.
CLW: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 1 = 6
Anyone else in need to significant healing?

"Oh, no. They weren't inside, though their leader ran inside just a few moments ago. As to what happened, well we just tried to open the door was all, but it was, er, stuck."

"Good to meet you Miss Vellica." Seeing Vellica with neither arms nor armor, and not understanding the difficulties that such pose to a sorcerer Garim offers, "If you are in need of any supplies we found a entire storeroom filled with armor and weapons." waving offhandedly towards the northern room.

Propose we give the following items to Vellica from current group loot.
a wand of magic missile (CL 1, 18 charges remaining worth 270 gp)
Scroll of comprehend languages, identify, expeditious retreat, animate rope, shield, silent image
Adding the wand of CLW to my own loot - though my standard action requirement for retrieving it might be a problem if we are in a pinch if Ofelio wants to take it instead?

Garim, feeling shaky, turns his healing magic upon himself.

CLW: 1d8 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 2 = 5

"Timbur? He's on our side, sort of. He had been part of their crew the first time we ran into them, but he surrendered himself and whole heartedly aided us afterwards. I don't think he deserves the sword, but I don't really trust him either. He's been living out here with them for who knows how long engaging in banditry."

I'm curious as to which mythic paths each of you plan to take. I keep going back and forth on champion, marshal and heirophant. If others are planning on taking specific ones it might let me narrow down my decision a bit more :).