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Regular track and let's put it against 8979-28. Thanks a ton for running! And thanks to everyone for playing too!
Mavaro bleeds on the ground, but fortunately, the flow seems to stop of its own accord.
Mavaro attacks the creature again with his sword.
Mavaro continues over the bridge and leaving Oloch room, moves along the wall next to the creature where he tries to slash at it with his magically enhanced sword.
Mavaro follows Oloch around toward the bridge.
"Oloch and the ointment sound good. And I agree that Rivani can take the herbicide. We should all scribe the Eye of Gorum. It may be useful." Mavaro scribes the eye.
Seeing Merisiel won't be taking advantage of the opportunity to get out with the bottle, Mavaro comes up to join her on the other side of the strange creature, poking at it with his sword.
Mavaro looks at Oloch, trying to assure himself that the creature hasn't turned the warpriest into a newt or some such. "I don't think he's interested in answering us, but if Merisiel has what we came for, let's get out of here."
Mavaro delays until after Merisiel, wanting to be ready to help her in case the creature tries to grab her on the way out.
"Did the vial that he took glow purple?"
"The creature was originally hidden in heavy robes and gestured to us with a clawed hand. Its mouth was covered with cloth and there was something strange about it, but I'm not sure what. One of my companions was able to tell it was cloaked in illusion. We saw the cloven hoofs right before it extinguished a candle and disappeared."
"I'm sure. If they are stuck in the study. Let us tell you of our adventures. I'll begin. We visited the village of Dunhob to see about the legend of a haunted tavern called The Lucky Lantern. Inside we found a harrow reading, an old corpse and a strange hoofed creature that assaulted us with flying skulls."
"My name is Mavaro and my colleague is correct, we are students here to retrieve an item. The state of the room is a surprise though. The elf was merely trying to see what would happen to her dagger. Nothing ill was intended."
"Yeah, we're not here to destroy you...at least I don't think we are. Why do you think we're here to destroy you?"
"Stay there Rivani. I'll try to direct the book to you." Mavaro renews his mage hand and tries to direct the book toward Rivani.
Cupboard is closed, correct? So unable to use mage hand to open it?
"Rivani, you said something about a protective symbol of Gorum on the lid and outside. Is there some way we can use that to seal the lid?" Stumped, Mavaro casts lead blades in case anything down below escapes.
Mavaro steps onto the opposite side of the creature from Merisiel and stabs it with his one-eyed sword.
Not seeing any great options, Mavaro moves through Oloch and tries to run over the creature to get to some open space.
Unsure what to do, Mavaro watches the creature for a moment, then realizes Rivani is casting a spell to understand its speech.
"Unfortunately, I do not have the ability to create light. Thank you for the lantern Merisiel. I do have torches if we need them."
Mavaro shares everything he knows and felt and suggests "Maybe we should start by taking some etchings of some of these glyphs for the Professor. My vision was rather disturbing, but perhaps if we are quick with our exploration, we won't be affected like those ancient Kellids."
Mavaro decides to take the chance and grabs one of the discs and places it in the container he took from the Professor.
"Lady Illiregarde, we are a collection of explorers, scholars and students of the arcane, divine and occcult. Currently we are working with Doctor Quolorum and he asked us to come here and try to learn more about a device called an etheric compass. He thought it was something you'd been working on and that perhaps we might even be able to get a sample of such a device. He even gave us special containers." Mavaro reaches into his backpack and withdraws one of them to show her.
"That way!" calls out Mavaro, gesturing toward the southeast. He hurries over to the door.
Mavaro watches as the light disappears from the stand, "Do you think that has anything to do with our task here? Or do we need to look elsewhere in this manor?"
Hearing her symptoms, Mavaro rushes over and tries to help. "Hold your breath and picture the color blue. That should make it better."
"Yes, quickly. I'm getting away from them!"
"What do you mean? Why?"
"There are creepier ways to be welcomed. I don't see a pattern yet, but they seem strange don't they? Either evidence of a creature or some supernatural event perhaps?"
"I wonder if there is a pattern to these holes. Let's look at the room at the front of the mansion and then we can make our way toward the back."
"Strange that hole. Shall we go through the door and see where it leads?"
"Yeah, where is that Kyra when you need here." Mavaro says with a grin. He draws his own sword. "Why leave the widow's peak?"
"I'll carry the other device from Dr. Q." Mavaro waits to see if anyone finds anything, but watches the house while they do.
"I agree. Unfortunately, I only have 4 pieces of gold I can contribute. Maybe I could sell my rope and grappling hook. I doubt I'll need them in the manor."
"Thank you for the key. This visit should be very interesting." Mavaro searches his memory for any tales he has heard of the manor or other events related to the Lady.
"Is there anything you can tell us of her estate? Has she lived there long?"
Having the vague sense that there might be something otherworldly about the effect entangling everyone, Mavaro examines it more closely. "Holy water. Or perhaps Oloch could channel the energy of his god. That should free us." Afterward, Mavaro helps to examine the crater and area for more clues for the professor.
I'm back. Just a busy week. Should have a post up shortly.
Mavaro tells everyone about the spirits communicating from the trees, "They are saying something about being pulled from their home and a desire to be released. They tell us to kill the dreamer. Or maybe they see us as dreamers. I'm not sure." He joins everyone else hustling over to the site after the strike.
"I'm not sure what the rest of you can sense here, but it seems to me that the hill itself is infested with some form of angry spirits or some other presence. I know not what to do about it though. I have a bad feeling the lightning may lead to us learning the hard way."
Mavaro decides to take a chance, half expecting to be struck by lightning at any moment, and walks around the site. He also considers whether he has heard any history of this site or whether the Pharasmin's had anything to say about ectoplasm.
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