Istvan be thinkin this be somthin worse than apes. Istvan be thinkin the foremans deeds be catchin up with him.
Istvan pauses to trace a brief spell before entering the manor behind Harold.
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Istvan grins at Talia's suggestion, [by]Aye, a private visit. Once with no guards present.[/b]
Come morning, Istvan is found passed out face down in his spellbook. Still extremely intoxicated. He seems to have a firm grip on a very large, but empty, pewter beer stein.
Grinning broadly, Istvan bows and gestures towards the exit. Istvan agrees. We should let the Brothers inspect our spoils. Just to be sure.
Istvan finds the box most disturbin. An artifact of Miska, the wolf-spider. Demon Queen of chaos. The other items, Istvan be less certain of, but Istvan be examanin them much more closely.
Istvan nods in agreement with Talia. Istvan be checkin as well.
Aye, Istvan be seein what it was they be tryin to hide Istvan walks over once more to examine the pillar.
Swooping downwards. the air warrior, the trio of eagles continue to attack it from above, clawing at it eyes and face.
Stepping back from the eagles, Istvan calls forth a cloud of acid, enveloping his attacker in corrosive dust.
Status: HP: 14/22 AC: 16/12/14 Effects: Mage armor
Eagle 1
Eagle 2
Eagle 3
As Istvan completes his spell, a being of living stone steps out of the chambers wall, smashing the remaining warrior into the ground with a powerful blow.
Moving forward, Istvan begins a low rumbling chant.
Seeing the guardians reeling from his spell, Istvan rushes forward, attempting to close range before they can recover.
Seeing the two warriors step forward, Istvan quickly throws a handful of glittering golden dust in their direction before retreating behind Harold.
Istvan be thinkin the builders be likin elemental magics. Istvan, be understanin that. Pausing to cast Mage Armor, Istvan walks towards the pillar of air, inspecting it as he approaches.
Istvan be thinkin we should be heading back and to that locked door. Istvan be thinkin it be a shame is somebody else were to jump Istvan's claim.
Istvan is suddenly wantin to not be dealin with Smenk at all. The less the better.
Watching Talia hold her discussion with the necromancer, Istvan shakes his head. I be doin what she be askin. Istvan is of the opinion Istvan should be burnin this place down, with you in it.
Looking around at his companions, Istvan grins before stamping his foot onto the ground, raising a cloud of corrosive dust around the skeletons.
Shaking his head at the literal nature of the mindless undead, Istvan readies a spell to disrupt the undead should they turn to fire before Harold can reach them.
Poking at the thick layer of dust covering the floor, Istvan gestures towards the abandoned office. Istvan be thinkin we should at least be searchin here.
I'm heading out of town for a week. Not sure how often I'll be able to post.
When we be done, Istvan be burning this place to the ground. No sane man be willing to live here after this.
Arrow be not what is needed Talia. Istvan be thinkin fire be more appropriate.
Taking the amulet from Talia, Istvan carefully examines it while using detect magic.
Itstvan will take care to relieve the man of his spell component pouch and his coin pouch.
If you so wish Harold, Istvan says as he casually flips through the necromancer's book. Istvan will be right behind you
The best way to be gettin rid of zombies is to be burnin them. Istvan shudders for a moment. There be reasons Istvan be stayin inland. Waterlogged zombies be much more difficult to burn. Istvan sketches a brief warding symbol in the air. Istvan has too many dreams where Istvan rejoins his former master.
Istvan continues casting at the remaining zombie.
Istvan continues attempting to disrupt the zombie attacking Harlold.
Seeing the necromancer go down, Istvan walks over towards the zombie attacking Elvar, unleashing a beam of white light from his hand as he approaches.
Seeing the necromancer attack his friend, Istvan moves forward and calls his acid cloud upon him.
Seeing the zombie shambling back to its feet, Istvan calls forth a cloud of corrosive salts from the floor.
You be surrenderin and perhaps my angry friends here be lettin you live after puttin your pets back to rest
Moving up the stairs, Istvan quickly surveys the scene before calling forth a spray of black oil.
Status: HP: 16 AC: 16/12/14 Effects: mage armor
Friend Harold, ye be leadin the charge?
Istvan be not carin about necromancy. Istvan just does not enjoy fightin undead. It be bringin back bad memories.
Whispering, Istvan thinks we be dealin with a necromancer. Perhaps it be best to be confrontin him directly. Istvan be thinkin it be a bad idea to give him time to be callin help.
Watching Talia jump out the window, Istvan silently awaits her return with Harold and Parnell.
Computer Science is a good field, it is what I have my degree in. Do you know what your going to focus on? Networking, web development, embedded programming?
Slipping the book into his bag, Istvan carefully studies each of the vials in turn.
Istvan be thinkin the deep red potion be false life and the white one be a potion of chill touch. Istvan be not knowin the nature of the blue potion. Istvan also be thinking our friend Harold will want to be knowin this rug we be standin on be made from the hide of a servant of the light Wearing a huge smile, Istvan pauses for a moment before continueing [b]Take what interests you my friends, Istvan has what Istvan wants.[b]
Upon seeing the book, Istvan grins like a madman as he walks over towards it. Well, well, well. Istvan be thinkin this be Istvan's lucky day. Let's be seeing what Istvan has found Hovering over the book, without touching it, Istvan carefully inspects the area while mumbling a series of spells.
Istvan follows behind Talia, moving as quietly as possible
Status: HP: 16 AC: 16/12/14 Effects: mage armor
Shaking his head in amusement, Istvan mutters a brief spell while watching his companions climbing through the window.
Istvan is wondering, are we truly worried about this bone collector trapping his front door.
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