Reaghar looks at the others, Aye we can rest and reassault the stairs. Shall we set watches? Before we do, let me channel Iomedae's blessings upon us.
He says, glowing with divine energy...
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Rheagar withdraws away from the swarm, Ach I'm bleeding everywhere, damn bats! If you can disperse them I can start to heal us. But we need to be close!
Anyone got any alchemist's fire? Rheagar asks, bringing up his shield to try and ward off the impending bat swarm.
Rheagar steps toward the jelly-like thing, snapping down his longsword in the process on its appendage.
Rheagar intones the words to detect magic, pointing out that the necklace is magical. Unfortunate soul, to come to rest here. He's passed a long time here.
Rheagar begins tapping with the end of a dagger, trying to notice irregularities in the stonework to point out to Shathee... See here, it doesn't line up just right...
Rheagar follows Shathee's lead and follows to the archway, A long way down indeed, What else will we find in this strange place. I wonder what it was used for originally? Was this really the home of some ancient power wizard?
Seeing the pile of items and loot, Rheagar casts Detect Magic May Iomedae show me the enchantments upon this room... he intones holding up his holy symbol.
The dwarf chuckles at Aurie's jest, Surely that's not what's in the box, it doesn't strike me as they were the types to hide anything. he jokes as he repeats the detect magic process in the bedchamber.
Rheagar nods, Agreed, let's cover our backsides before poking at what's before us.
Moving past the verbal disagreement, Rheagar continues on the path, Should one person be in charge of taking notes? he asks, looking at Molasabar with a grin.
Rheagar drags the unconscious wererat away from the group, returning before healing them while keeping an eye on the loosely contained prisoner.
Rheagor arches an eyebrow at Aurie, but lets it go by him, Agreed, let us go, and keep our wits about us. Are we not looking for a shard as well? Did we expect to find one here somewhere? he says, and begins dragging the unconscious were rat none too gently along their path.
Colleagues, I will take charge of the captive then, and drag her along with me so that she may face justice. She is helpless at the moment, and unless she poses again a threat to someone I cannot allow her to be slain without trial. But if she raises a hand against us, I will be the first to strike her down. the dwarf looks at the others, gently tapping his holy symbol to reinforce his words.
Anyone have shackles we can secure her with? Or a rope? Rheagar asks the group. I guess now that we've captured her, we could take some notes and maybe make sketches for Lord Heidmarch?
Rheagar kicks the bladed scarf away from the wererat, looking at his companions, he then inhales, and is surrounded by a nimbus of golden light which washes over everyone nearby... As he points his blade down at the wererat, ready to finish the job if she gets combative again.
Surrender? he asks her if she wakes up.
Rhagear keeps his feet pumping, hearing the shouts of combat ahead!
Rheagar puts his head down and keeps pumping his feet, Bah! I can't keep up with her... he spits as he comes to a stop after trying.
The dwarf gives chase, moving as quick as his legs let him! Get back here you! he calls out, brandishing the silvered longsword above his head.
The dwarf, seeing the wererat shrug off weapon blows, quickly silvers his longsword before stepping into melee.
Rheagar whirls, bringing his sword and shield to bear, while channeling the divine power of the Inheritor, Iomedae, guide my blade!
The dwarf ponders a moment, What about "They See" on the right? Worth a try at least?
Rheagar follows the others, looking at the doors with the others, while keeping his sword drawn.
I'm back, let's purge some wererats!
Hi all, I'm headed out of town on a cruise for the next 11 days. So I won't be able to keep up, feel free to bot along as needed and I'll catch up when I'm back!
Hmm, must be over my head. Anyway, should we move along? the dwarf seems oblivious to the wind.
Rheagar casts a suspicious look at the staircase, and nods his head, Tactically that's the best play. Let's check the rest of the floor. Don't need a pack of rats crawling all over us when we meet more resistance.
Rheagar follows along with the wizard, Come on, let's see what else is around here. There is a lot of little rooms in this thing.
As Aurie said, let us continue to take the fight to them. Up the stairs? We can check these side passages after we've found their refuge and they've submitted to justice. the dwarf looks expectantly at the staircase, sword and shield ready for battle.
Hi all, traveling for work this weekend. Will try and post, but time will be spotty at a conference. Feel free to bot away as needed!
Rheagar looks at the rat in disgust for missing it before and stabs it again (or anything within his move range).
Rheagar steps forward behind Aurie, keeping his shield angled to deflect arrows from the tower girls while unleashing a devastating moulinet strike at the rat next to her. Which skips off the stone floor of the room.
Seeing the rat fall, Rheagar strides forward, shield held high. So it shall be! he says, swinging his blade down onto the next rat.
Rheagar sighs, You've been offered chances to live, to leave and rob another day, but if you insist on dying together, than that's what you shall have. Let it not be said that we offered quarter, and you've refused quarter. May Iomedae bless our actions this day!
Why don't you make it easy on yourselves and just leave now? the dwarf pipes up from behind his shield, longsword still at the ready, just his eyes and helm visible behind the large shield painted with the blade of Iomedae.
Rheagar calls out to Molasbar, Drop back, let 'em come to us. he says calmly and grimly as he moves to create a kill pocket at the end of the tunnel.
Rheagar barrels around the corner, closing rapidly with the tower girls, Aye that's right! Drop it, an' you'll live. Resist and you'll find out what happens in judgment.
Rheagar readies himself down the hallway, Clever thought that young man had... May the Inheritor guide my blade and actions this day. he thinks to himself, drawing his blade.
Seeing Shathee pause and look around for something Rheagar freezes in place, waiting to see what the scout has found ahead of them...
Rheagar looks satisfied at the outcome of the fight as he secures the two tower girls with their own ropes. Okay, we’ve got enough forward momentum to keep going. Let’s press on!
Rheagar steps to his left, pointing at the tower girl in the back with his blade and ordering, FALL!
Rheagar crashes forward, his armored dwarf frame making a ruckus around the corner as he surges ahead. Longsword flashing in the dark, he adavances, but still out of sight of the combat.
Rheagar squints, nodding silently as the other two creep forward, and he waits for the rest of the group to catch up.
Rheagar follows, hearing Aurie making noise into the crawlspace. This whole place is mazes and ropes, and funny little passages. Who built this? Not a dwarf I say - we build things which don't require crawling about to get somewhere.... he grumbles.
Rheagar looks at Aurie, After you? I'll follow so the others can get over here?
Rheagar ties a bit of rope around himself, handing the other end to Aurie, Mind holding this? I'm not great at the swinging through the air bit. We dwarves are meant to stand on solid ground.... he looks at the drop and a sickened look crosses his face, Iomedae grant me luck here...
And somehow the armored dwarf makes it across, taking up a defensive posture on the other side. Okay, I'll hold the rope here, who's next?
Rheagar will use his seize the initiative special ability when they go through the door if needed to get Aurie, Shathee, and himself moving quickly
Ah no surprise, this place is riddled with hidey holes, and other things. Lass, is this door trapped? Or what's behind it? he'll ask the prisoner, stepping forward and crouching below his shield rim to cover himself, Maybe Shathee can check to see if there are traps? he asks before looking over at Aurie, You okay Aurie? Everything fine with you? the dwarf inquires, genuine concern on his face.
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