"To the river or to Nantambu," Mo'butu questions the rest of the team.
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"Agreed," the druid said simply. He too felt it was time to move on and to attempt to unravel this mystery further.
Mo'butu listened intently to the discussion between the dwarf and the group about the happenings back at the temple. The druid knew he was of little help in this scenario, and as his mind began to wander--why would the Pathfinder have dine that to the dwarf? It didn't make any sense to him.
"Let's get you back to the camp, then, and see if we can pick up the trail of Kaeviel," Mo'butu offered, not seeing any purpose in staying in the temple at the current time.
First, we need to get you back to the encampment. We have friends there, and thye can get you back in shape in no time." Other than that, the druid had no fresh ideas at the moment.
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"Should we leave the deactivation scroll somewhere closeby so that the next group to come along here might not have to deal with that metal scorpion?" Mo'butu suggests, realizing what a battle it would have been if they had not discovered the scroll themselves.
Wow Ceer, I hadn't even considered that combo. That would be some uber reach with Corvus from the Enlarge spell. And Entangle is really spiffy. Not sleep good, but really good...
Mo'butu couldn't help himself. He inspected the spear that Ku'Ada had identified. "Mind if I hold it," he asked the collected group. It was amazingly finely crafted, that was for sure, he decided after waving it around for a bit. AFter a few moments, he approached Corvus. "One of us could probably put this to the best use. If you want it, you may certinaly have it."
I'll bump Mo'butu this evening or tomorrow evening. Also, fun fact, I believe, 3rd level is the level I can put another point of intelligence to Bwenge, so she doesn't have to respond only to commands now. She is Int 3, not smart, but capable of understanding common and helping on her own. Huzzah!
"Proceed with caution everyone, I fear this might have been too easy," Mobutu adds, following with Bwenge, still with scimitar and shield at the ready position.
"I think we need to dispose of this creature here and now. Try the phrase, and if that doesn't work, we can figure out how to proceed. I've got my scimitar. I bet that will work a bit on it," the druid says, staring at the group attempting to interpret the scroll.
Mo'butu straps on his shield and grabs his scimitar, knowing he would have to help hold the monster off while the others attempted to shut it off.
Mo'butu and Bwenge advanced wtih the group down the path Dardin described to them. They check the rooms between them and their target, even though they were informed the rooms had been looted of any possible valuables.
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"Well, I guess the rest of us can go in and distract the creature while Ceer looks for the scroll that might shut it down for good," the druid offers, not seeing a better solution at the moment.
"Hold up a second. Let's think of this like Corvus suggested...can Dardin give us a map of the room? Maybe there is more than one entrance, so we might get a round or two of surprise in? Also, if there is an entrance it cannot fit through, maybe we could use that as our retreat position if necessary."
Listening to the conversation, Mo'butu pulls out the wand they had bought at the camp. "If we are facing that large a monster, we need to get you at top shape," he tells Corvus, who is still obviously injured from the earlier fight. He uses the wand twice on the warrior, healing her a bit more.
After healing the barbarian, Mo'butu pulls his club that he carried around for emergency purposes. "Here,' he says, handing the weapon to Dardin, "in case something else finds you before we do."
"You can stay here until we eliminate that creature, but I'd feel better if you gained a little strength first, like Ceer said," affirmed Mo'butu, looking in his backpack to find the scrolls they procured from the camp. Finding the correct one, he read the mystic writings, and the dwarf glowed blue for a split second, as some of his sapped strength was returned to him.
"Well Dardin, it looks like the only thing that is going to heal you properly is rest. Those scorpions did quite a number on you. We need to get you back to safe hands," says the druid.
The druid examines the dwarf closely to see if he can determine exactly what ails him, waiting to administer the antitoxin.
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"Always keep some rope for emergencies, my friend," Mo'butu says, getting into his backpack and pulling out a cord of hemp rope. "This should do the trick," unfurling a length and testing it to be sur eit would hold the expected-to-be-stocky dwarf.
Yep, at 500 posts, time to say good job to Mike and everyone in the group. Let's knock out 500 more real quick and see what happens!!
"How did you get yourself glued into a hole?" The normally serious druid was stifling a laugh at the predicament.
"The ape men tried to remove this shield," Mo'butu said, holding up a strand of black hair and examining it closely.
Know. Nature "The shield's not magical, but the area around it is. Strange," Mobutu tells his friends.
"Too handy indeed," Mo'butu nodded in agreement. "Better let Rheed check to see it is safe before we all run to it. I can check it for enchantments from here, though."
The temple darkened as they strode further in. Mo'Butu spoke a quick word and his shield lit up with a bright light. "Can everyone see?" he asked the group.
That's why I just said 'ranged guy' because I honestly didn't remember who it was, lol...
I am fine with you doing what you think is best as concerns the droupouts, Mike. If we are down to five, we might want to get another player in, assuming we want to stick with six. And for the record, we got some phat magic lewt now! hooray! I say give rheed the dust of trcklessness and pot. of invisibility for sneaking excellence, and the ranged guy should take all the arrows. That's just my thinking, though.
He threads his fingers together as a basket, and boosts Rheed, so that he can get to the shelf located approximately 10' above. Climb (Assist Other)
"I can climb a little bit, but I am no expert. I can give someone a boost, though, if we would rather inspect the ledge that way," the druid offers to the rest of his friends.
The druid had been following the party silently, not quite sure what to make of the temple so far. "Should we explore further," he asks, looking at the hall continuing further back in the area.
I'll be away all day today. Just autopilot me as necesary. I will be back tonight.
Seeing that Corvus was still suffering from the wounds taken earlier, Mo'butu pulls out the wand they had procured earlier, and spoke the divine words to activate same. The wand glowed blue as it touched the barbarian.
Good luck with the possible new job, mm. Mo'butu will take the Wand of Cure light wounds and spend a charge on Corvus.
The druid collects his panther friend, and they fall in line with the group, entering the ruins.
Good point Ku'ada. If no one objects, I will adjust my character sheet with the new scrolls on it this evening.
Seeing the barbarian was looking very beat up, he proceeds to attempt to heal at least some of the damage taken from the vine.
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Seeing the squad struggling, Mo'Butu releases the final blast from his fiery palm, attempting to light the vine. Ranged Touch Attack Damage
Reading from the parchment procured from his satchel, Mobutu casts and his right hand begins to blaze. He takes a step forward and hurls a ball of fire at the assassin vine. "Stay Bwenge," he also commands his panther friend, not wanting her to get caught by the evil plant. Ranged Touch attack Damage
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