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While the others read the contents, Bharak nodded. "Aye, let's clear this place out right good. The fewer guardians they have left, the fewer forces they can bring down upon us." The issue of rituals, portals, and the like? That is what experts were for. And this was not his expertise. Nodding, "Works for me." Double-checking his bow, Vhane prepares to fire.
Quickly reloading, Vhane launches another barrage of attacks.
Vhane, readying for the attack, takes aim at the door, and as soon as Bharak busts it open and Axton launches his fireball, Vhane quickly locates the creature and fires!
Vhane fires off multiple bolts toward the beast.
Vhane moves up with Bharak, aims and fires!
Vhane unloads the rest of his clip into the freakish beast.
Sighing, due to the mist blocking his vision, Vhane walks past the paralyzed newcomer, entering the room.
Once he catches sight of the ugly beast, he fires off a bolt.
Narrowing his eyes, Vhane looks to his right and fires the last bolt right at the gal next to him before reloading with a new bolt case.
Looking nonplussed as he raises an eyebrow, Vhane takes aim at the freaky-looking creature and fires!
With his crossbow resting on his shoulder, Vhane simply nods at the introduction.
Locking and loading his crossbow, Vhane casually steps around the corner, gets within range, takes aim at the creature on the right, and fires!
Quickly reloading, Vhane fires another round of bolts at the outsider.
Raising an eyebrow at Axton's info, "Eggs in me, huh? That would suck." Vhane finds his target through the bodies blocking his way and fires at the creature!
Vhane looks around at the others, wondering if any of them are going to decide which way to go. Shrugging, "Let's check out the east room." Vhane heads that way.
Vhane follows silently after the others, making sure his crossbow is fully loaded before he does.
Just now catching sight of orange, Vhane focuses on that one and unleashes multiple bolts at it.
Vhane takes quick aim and fires! at the Red one.
Vhane aims his crossbow and fires at the giant!
Nodding, Vhane takes aim and fires several bolts off.
"Did he just steal my hammer?"
Narrowing his eyes as he looks in, Vhane relaxes and calmly turns to the others and says in a matter-of-fact tone, "We got six skulks in there. I think they're tryin' ta blend in. Ta their credit, I just barely saw 'em." He double-checks his crossbow, making sure it's loaded.
Vhane looks stoically at the construct that's now scattered in pieces. His crossbow resting on his shoulder, he heads south after the others.
With his crossbow in hand, Vhane raises it and takes aim, awaiting for the door to be opened. When it is, Vhane quickly finds a target and fires!
”Sounds like deep talk. Can’t speak it, but most things that do will kill or enslave. Open the door and start swinging, aye?” Bharak whispered, as he readied himself to do just that. Nodding, "Aye. It is deep talk. They're talkin' about how bored they are. So I'm thinkin' that, the last thing they'll be expectin' is us comin' in and killin' 'em all." He shrugs.
"Resting might be good for all of us." And with that, Vhane finds himself a seat.
"She looks very moisturized compared to a few moments ago," Axton mumbles to Elathras and Vhane before turning to Koriah, whom he totally remembers from the Heidmarch mansion. Nodding matter-of-factly,, "Aye. That she does for sure." As the others talked with the unpetrified (and likely traumatized) pathfinder, Bharak rummaged through the various soaps, oils, bath salts and the like. Standing next to his kinsman, he muttered ”These will fetch a good price, aye?” "Aye, they will. Definitely worth takin'." "If every enemy we killed was so obsessed with their personal hygiene, we’d all be wealthy by now.” "We'd be livin' alright, is what we'd be doin'. Would not be doin' this, for sure. At least, I wouldn't." He shrugs.
Not knowing a lot about magic he opens the salve and sniffs it, wondering aloud, "Anyone know what this ointment is for?" "It's probably some sort of moisturizer." Vhane stares blankly at the cleric as he gives his take on the moisturizing lotion. "Well, that's dumb. Wonder why they'd stash moisturizer with treasure. Doesn't really make a lot o' sense. The baddies are fallin' down when it comes ta leavin' treasure behind." Leaning his Guisarme against the wall, Elathras searches the body of the dead half elf. As he searches her he sets the items out so the others can see them. Finding the odd key, he holds it up, asking "Do you think this is what we are looking for?" Shrugging, "Ya got me. What does it open? Hopefully, a better treasure than the worthless lotion."
Vhane quickly reloads and fires again!
Catching sight of the snake-haired woman, Vhane simply asks, "What in the bloody hell is that?" before training his crossbow right on her and firing!
Vhane takes aim with his crossbow and fires off a bolt, aiming for the giant's eye.
With smoke rising from the end of his crossbow, Vhane puffs it away before reloading it.
Following after Elathras, Vhane waits for Bharak to check out the door. "Another door. Might be interestin', might not." He shrugs.
Vhane unloads a barrage of arrows at the nearest Vrock.
The scaping sound pulls her from her musings and the petite cleric goes a bit white in the face over seeing Vhane essentially vandalizing the place - and Calistria's chair no less. "A-Ah. I, uh, was hoping we could just find the splinter without damaging an arguably holy site to a goddess of vengeance. But okay, I will keep it as safe as I can." Vhane shrugs. He then puts up his traveler's any-tool back in his pack, and reequips his crossbow. "We done here?"
Sporting a curious look, "A splinter? As in, a sliver of wood? That's it? That sounds dumb. But whatever. I can get a splinter for ye." Vhane goes over to the chair, sheathes his bow, and pulls out his traveler's any-tool. Forming it in the shape of a chisel, he runs it down the edge of the chair and takes the splinter he's created. Walking over to Elena, "Here's that splinter you lot were lookin' for. If that's what you were talkin' about, that is. If not, then I'll just toss it." He shrugs.
Cutting his narrowed eyes toward Axton, and wondering if the mustached man has finally lost his mind, I knew it was coming. Just a matter of time, Vhane cuts his focus back to the mummies and unloads a barrage of arrows at whichever one gets in the way of them.
Vhane double-checks his bow, making sure it's fully loaded. Confirming that, he takes aim at the southern door, ready to blast whoever - or whatever - comes through.
Vhane moves up the stairs as quickly as he can.
"There's got ta be a key somewhere. I say we take those stairs that lead ta there," he says, pointing to the stairs and then up.
In a nonchalant manner he says, "Well, ya might want ta avoid the deadly trap on the trap door. Probably should avoid that." Staring in unmoving silence for a moment or two, Vhane blinks a couple of times before, "Are we goin' ta see what's under the trap door? Or do we just move to the next room? Doesn't matter ta me." He checks his crossbow, making sure he's got a full clip.
Giving the door a cautious push all the way open, Vhane looks within.
Seeing nothing out of the ordinary, he shrugs. "Outside o' the trap door, looks alright."
As Vhane moves up the stairs, he manages to catch sight of the redcap. Taking a quick aim, he fires!
Vhane moves up the stairs after the others.
Nodding, as he keeps his eyes moving, "Aye. I feel it too, lad. Ta go from being noisy ta total silence... I'm not likin' it."
Bharak watched impassively as the last redcap raised its weapon at him. He made no move to defend himself, and instead look on as a crossbow bolt exploded through the back of its neck, coming halfway out the front. The fey creature fell to its knees, helplessly clawing at the bolt before pitching over onto the ground. Bharak nodded at Vhane in appreciation of his marksmanship, even as the rest of the group entered the room. Vhane nods in response to his fellow dwarf before reloading his crossbow with a new clip. He then falls in line after the others, working to listen for any more sounds from above.
As Bharak concentrates on the next one, Vhane targets the redcap next in line.
As multiple bolts strike true, "Looks like I put a red cap in his arse. Hm." The dwarf raises an eyebrow, pleased with that bit of shooting.
Vhane fires at the one that Bharak sliced up neatly, hoping to finish it off.
Double-checking his crossbow, Vhane follows after Bharak, keeping a slight distance from his fellow dwarf.
"Probably best to save the doomsday door for last. I'd be for that," he states nonchalantly.
Giving his take in layman's terms, "He's talkin' about bein' careful when it comes to disarmin' the trap. He's thinkin' the lot built the trap and then covered it up. Like a pitfall trap in the woods. Ya cover it with a natural floor and none's the wiser." "That's what he's dealin' with here. Only a bit on the fancier side and not as easy to disarm. He's got ta be careful with the "cover" part so he doesn't accidentally set off the actual trap. He removes that safely, he then sees the trap for what it is, and he then takes care of it properly." "As far as the 'false sense of security', he's hopin' the "cover" of the real trap isn't also a trap. Because that would just be a pisser from our perspective. Brilliant, but still a pisser. Again, it'd be like setting the pitfall trap, and the party avoids that one, not realizing there is another one right next to it - probably one on each side - that they didn't expect, and boom, yer a shish kabob." "Anyway, if that had been the case with this one, and he would've missed it, both traps would go off. Then, odds are, there'd be one less of us in this party." "I'm fairly certain that's what he meant anyway." He shrugs. ----------------------------------------------------------------------- "This lock that the symbol is on seems pretty old. I wonder how old, though?"
Shrugging, "I've no idea, lad."
Looking to Axton, he simply responds, "Aye. I do."
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