As it turns out, I will need to withdraw. RL will begin to keep me too busy to play in the number of games I am currently playing in. Thanks for the opportunity DM.
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Before he can respond to Burgen the apparition appears out of thin air. Rego stands his ground, "These spirits must be put to rest". First he casts Protection from Evil upon himself. Then Rego splits into two separate images! The second, begins to flank the apparition.
Rego is staying put in the doorway eyeing the Furnace. He shrugs at Burgen, "Well... it's not my axe. Did we hear anything at all about rumors of a Furnace being used in any way based on our research so far?" Rego asks the group as he recalls nothing about it.
Rego attempts to roll backwards but fails and is singed by the flames. He shakes his head at Ingrid, "I do not know but if the coop was any indicator, that would not be the end of this Haunt..." He holds the axe up considering whether to launch it once more at the furnace.
Rego, draws the Looper's Bloodstained Axe and releases it at the furnace! Hand of the Acolyte -
The axe rebounds into the Cleric's hand after striking the furnace. The Hand Axe strikes the Furnace, "We'll need to destroy it like we destroyed the block in the coop!"
Rego peers at the plaque, "EMBER MAW". Does that name have any special or significance based on anyone's research of these horrific events?"
Rego hovers by the doorway looking around the room for, well anything out of the ordinary.
Rego follows Quinn's lead.
"Good and Evil... Tell me, when you use spells upon me what do you see? Dark energy heals me and positive energy harms me. Yet, I stand on the side of the weak and downtrodden, despite the disdain most have for me due to what I am. What I am was forced upon me by chance not by choice. I cannot believe that good and evil are all encompassing all living beings live in a grey zone between. All have good and evil within, it is the force we feed that determines whether we act for something more than our own selfish desires. A man can be a Bandit for greed or to feed his family, one is morally repugnant, well to some, the other the choice of someone in desperate times. Killing someone removes any chance they have to be redeemed. Regardless, this discussion gets us nowhere. I agree we should go but these items needs come with us. I will bear the burden of whatever curse may befall those that touch them, perhaps my gauntlets will protect me". Rego gathers all the items, carrying those he cannot fit in his backpack.
Rego cocks his head as the group investigates the cursed items, "Perhaps we can use these items to speak with the Haunts that curse this town?" DM:
Can I make a check to determine if my suggestion above is possible?
Rego shrugs and follow along, "As you all wish, I suppose I am so used to be alone that I had not thought anything odd about splitting up..." As the group approaches the door Rego shakes his head, "If we cannot pick the lock any chance we could simply knock it down?"
Rego enters the rom after his search of the podium. Looking around the room he seeks a place to set up his grapple for a climb down into the hole. "I'll set up my rope and grappling hook while the rest of you search the place, if you run into trouble call out, if I see anything down there I'll do likewise. If something is down there, I don't want that creeping up one us, we've got the advantage of the high ground, let's not abandon it. Course, I'll not drop the rope down till you all arrive back here once more".
Rego searches the podium for any hidden panels or trap doors near or under it.
Rego responds to Quinn perhaps, "I can try? My unusual biology may make me more... resistant". Rego begins to approach the podium.
Rego hovers in the back, mace at the ready.
Rego peers in through the front doors and focuses on the dark room within which is all to clear to his Dhampir eyes, he scours the area for signs of the dead.
Rego pauses is shock, "I seemed to have misjudged the condition of the house. I am sorry I suggested entering once more my friends". He then begins to back away as well.
Rego nods to Quinn, "Fine for me as far as the split of treasure. All else you can decide among yourselves. The scrolls of course are there for those who need them, not for me personally". He grins as he pulls the rope back up and starts knotting it into the grappling hook.
"Scrolls? Now those I can use. All else, especially the potions, are not for me..." "Should I tie to the rope to the grappling hook so we can use it to explore the second floor? While the chest is nice we did not come here for that alone".
"Well then something good came out of something that was almost bad then!"
Rego stands behind Burgen and starts pulling rope out of his pack, "Hold on a moment, I've rope I'll throw down to you".
Rego shakes his head, "I see no tracks. Agreed, let's go". Mace in hand, the Cleric heads into the grounds staying towards the back of the group.
"Caution I can agree with... but we'll need more then Caution here.... crap this place is giving me the creeps...." Rego shrugs at Ingrid and calls back, "I am just glad for once it is something besides me giving someone the creeps".
"Foreboding abandoned, I wonder how it looked still functioning", Rego moves closer to the gates to investigate whether any recent footprints are present before they all trample any tracks. Survival
"I am ready".
"Rego Darksome, well met". Rego stands 5’8” tall and weighs approximately 175 lbs., he wears a full faced helmet and gloves to go with his Breastplate armor, around his neck is a holy symbol of Sivanah.
"Our target is elusive to be sure and perceptive. Perhaps we need to situate ourselves on higher ground? In trees near the memorial and on top of a building near the Sheriff's office with a rope for ease of egress. Perhaps off of the ground we will not so easily be spotted. Then, instead of encountering this vandal we can simply follow them to wherever they hide thereafter? This way, splitting our forces will lead to less chance of one of us being injured or slain. We can not take care of the Will of the Professor or protect Kendra if we are not alive to do so".
As Rego recovers at the Professor's Home he sits up and shakes his head. "Thank you my friends. The spirit once more took hold, this time of me but I do not remember what happened thereafter. I take it that I am alive that you successfully destroyed the block?"
I will. Thanks!
Rego remains immobilized, his breathing shallow but stable.
Cleric 2 IF roll for HP = - otherwise - 5
2 Skill Points
Thanks Azure, hopefully tomorrow will be a better day.
Sorry, I've been ill for the past few days and when I got feeling better I had to play catch up with life. So I should get to leveling Caelynn tomorrow after work. I hear ya, tomorrow will be day 9 of this illness I have. Ugh.
Man that haunt was a pain. Very Cthulhu feel to that scene! :-)
Rego sees the knife streak but right at him! "No!" he screams and strikes at the knife with his mace right before it embeds itself in his leg. Burgen sees Rego strike himself! Damage The Dhampir strikes himself in the leg so hard, the pain causes him to black out and he slumps to the floor of the coop.
Rego feels the presence once more and tries to resist but cannot... Will
Rego shrugs at Burgen, "Well, if he can carry it why not?"
Rego shrugs at Burgen, "I figure we should have our hands free if the spirit tries to attack us once more".
Rego turns to the dwarf, "Maybe tie a rope to it and have a horse drag it out?"
"Let's exit the coop though we should also find a place for the chicken's to ensure that whatever inhabits the block does not attempt to inhabit them... I think that's how it works anyway".
"It's OK, Caelynn, we I believe are dealing with a malevolent spirit here. My apologies Burgen, I am trying to destroy the butcher's block as that is the source I think of the problem here".
Rego's eyes narrow in his helm, "It is either the knife or the block which is haunted! We must destroy them!" He draws his mace and releases it from his hand to attack. Rolls: Hand of the Acolyte - Mace Attack - Damage
Rego cracks his neck after the punch from Caelynn, "What happened just now?" Rego is clearly confused as the madness that erupted suddenly ceases. He once again casts detect magic on the block...
I marked off the XP, what would I make of that DM or is the resistance to the confusion that I saved making it clear she is not in her right state of mind?
DM: Playing in 20+ games and running 26 (soon to be 27) is time consuming. Outside of the boards I have a fairly busy work schedule and of course a life!
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Rego's is stunned at the turn of events! Will Save His focus remains clear though, that knife must be neutralized! Rego draws his Mace and releases it right at the flying knife. Hand of the Acolyte - Damage But the Mace bashes the wall unable to keep up with the quick flying knife.
Rego turns to Quinn and attempts to make a joke, "All I see are us chickens..."
Rego grins under his helm, "Generally one must use magic to find magic". Speaking softly, Rego casts a spell.
Rego frowns beneath his helm, "Perhaps we should stake out both locations thus night Sheriff? Any idea why the target would shift to this place?"
Rego begins to lose hope that these vagrants will return but agrees to stake out the location once more. Stealth
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