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Where oh where has our GM gone? Also I meant to use warhammer for that last attack.
Agh! How could it all have gone so wrong?! Alex wonders to herself as the skeletons' weapons slip around her shield and through her armor as if she wore nothing at all. "I may as well be naked." She grumbles through the pain and bashes and swings at the undead sword master, radiant energy flowing through her to smite the creature down.
"This necromancer has been busy indeed." Alex says as she moves in to the room to engage the guards.
"That will make make the tale more worth telling than would killing him or her in their sleep, Finlogan Escalus."
Alex tries to open the door in the usual fashion.
Looking around the storeroom Alex longs for something nicer than trail rations. Perhaps on our way out... "Keep your light away from yourself, Teo Brissett." Alex says with a hand to her throat. "In case there are more of those light-hating grabbers around. I can also carry a torch, but I will have to drop it to draw my sword if we get in to trouble."
"You poor dear!" Alex says sympathetically to Teo. "Sometimes I get excited. I did not mean to leave you in the back. I will rest with you, they got me as well." In response to Gwen she says "This is as good a place as any. If whoever is in charge of the undead had more in this area to throw at us, they would have."
"That was a decent warm up." Alex notes as the last skeleton fallen. "But I am fearful of what stock these skeletons come from." She looks around the room. "There are many supplies here. More than one person might need, I think. I wonder if they are all stolen or if someone is paying tribute to the necromancer."
Uhf! That one does not appreciate its efforts being questioned. Alex remarks of the skeleton that hits her harder than expected. Maybe it's the boss skeleton. "There are only a few more left, Gwenifer White. They are a threat to others that must be dealt with."
The skeletons swords catch on Alex' shield or the door frame. She decides not to knock anymore skeletons down so that Teo and Fin can see them better around her, so she knocks another with her hammer. This was a bit easier than she had hoped it would be. "The skeletons are not very good at what they do."
"Hah!" Alex shouts in triumph. Between her positioning and protective magic this is an ideal situation for her. "This is more like it! Face me, monsters!" She tries to bludgeon the skeleton before her with shield and hammer.
Alex steps into the doorway and scolds the other ladies. "Get back in here, you two!" Protection magic enfolds her and she draws her warhammer to better deal with the bony beasts.
"Alas! Trapped in the back again. My blade itches for combat. This is unfair." Alex tries the tread the needle with a javelin from her place at the back of the room.
"If that is our only recourse. I had hopped one on you might have an alternative." Her eyes fall on Teo. The smaller races did tend to have a penchant for mischief. Alex braces herself on her left foot and drives her right leg in to the door next to the lock. "Ayah!"
"If anyone is here, I suspect they would be behind a door somewhere." Alex stalks to the closed door, wary of more glyph traps, especially on the closed door. as interesting as being purple sounds, she isn't sure she would survive a total conversion at this rate.
"Thank you, Gwenifer White!" Alex says chipperly. "I will go first as my color transformation is not yet complete, unless someone better knows the threats of old dungeons? I am used to open fields of battle, truth be told. I would greatly appreciate your light Teo Brissett."
Alex screams as the spell courses through her and falls backwards. After the worst of the pain subsides she pulls off a gauntlet and a glove to se the damage. The purply injury matches the ones on her neck she got from the choking monster yesterday. "It seems." She huffs, forcing a small laugh, "That the entity behind all thisnis conspiring to turn my entire body purple. I think I would look rather fetching in purple." She channels a small portion of her power to heal some of the damage and puts her gauntlet back on.
"I believe it is time to see who haunts these lands." Alex digs her fingers under one side of the door and tries to lift it.
"Well done, everyone." Alex says cheerfully. "Do you need healing, Finlogan Escalus?"
"You can do it, Teo Brissett!" Alex cheers uselessly. Her opponents usually aren't so far away. Sheer continues to provide ineffectual protection to the others.
"It could be worse. They could have a raven on their side!" Alex calls from her protective vigil.
"This is little better than yesterday." Unable to row alone, Alex takes her shield and uses it to protect the others.
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"I am not going fully clothed back in to the water." Alex says, indignant. "So that seems the best course of action. Gwenifer White and I can power the boat while Teo Brissett steers."
"Indeed." Alex grunts. "Four skeletons are not exactly a force of nature. The necromancer must have enhanced them somehow." She says, looking for an excuse to explain the rather humiliating defeat. She leads the way to the dock they left their boat at.
Alex wakes much more refreshed after a night in a bed. After eating and washing up she asks Gwen to help her with her armor. "I cannot think of anything else we might need to do here, Teo Brissett. We should try to approach the island from a different side so our landing might be unopposed. If not, I can stand on the bow of the boat and draw fire with my shield while we advance to the shore."
"We should try the inn!" Alex says with hopeful cheer and holds her hand out to help Teo dismount the boat.
Alex hops onto the dock and secures their boat. "Well, ladies, what now? Go back after a rest or try again tomorrow? In some ways I am drained but I still have my sword."
"If only we had a raven to be our eyes, we could have done just that." Alex says playfully and sits at an oar, still unconvinced by Gwen's evil raven theory.
"If the necromancer did not know we were coming before, it does now. A shame." Alex doesn't want to rest but the power that normally fills her is almost depleted and Gwen and Teo are injured. "We should stay at the inn. It has been days since I have slept in a real bed. I would not mind a bath, either. The kitchen might have something better to eat than rations. And somewhere to wash my things..." She realizes she's babbling about things that don't matter that much and trails off.
Alex follows the injured Gwen back to the boat. Opposed landings are so stupid. She wipes a fleck of blood from Gwen's cheek with her thumb, transferring some of her healing power into her at the same time. "Come here, my lovely. You are bleeding."
"Do not ignore me when I stand before you!" Alex tries again to hit one of the longbow skeletons. Is the third time the charm?
At least it isn't a chicken-crab. Alex charges at the two still wielding bows.
Alex follows Gwen's lead.
"What awaits us on the island? A crab made from the bodies of the town chickens?"
"Unbelievable." Alex mutters, hoisting herself out of the water. "This outfit will never be clean again." She tugs on her gorget, as if trying to move her armor further away from herself without taking it off. "I agree with Teo Brissett. She is far too grabbable out here."
Alex grits her teeth against the weight of the creature. She leverages her sword into an awkward vertical slice while bracing against the mouth with Fin.
"How dare you? I am not to be eaten!" Alex exclaims as she tries to stand, indignant that her armor is being smeared with lake water and dead flesh. She tries to drive her sword in to the roof of the mouth.
You can attack with disadvantage, crawl, or stand for half your movement if there's room.
The impact with the railing jars Alex and knocks the wind out of her. As she rolls over and climbs to her feet she attempts to issue a challenge to the 'face' but only matters to utter a meaningless squeak. Wishing she had a boarding axe, she chops at more of the hands.
"That is unfortunate." Alex thinks as the hands grapple the boat. "There is nothing else for it, then. We fight." Alex abandons her oar for a sword and hacks at the nearest arm.
"Be calm, everyone. Panic is what kills people at sea." They aren't at sea, but the logic seems sound enough to Alex. She watches Gwen chase her bird, then looks to the much smaller halfling. "Our center of thrust might be a bit off."
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