"Right, then. No time like the present to get started." Serena goes to fetch some axes and shovels.
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Serena joins the others to look over the lay of the land. She is silent, listening to the conversation, but not offering her opinion.
If the new leader is to be charismatic, that probably falls to Illthir or Serena. For alignment, Serena, of course, wants to be lawful good.
Serena takes a knee and bows her head.
As the figure enters the camp, Serena raises a hand in greeting. "Hail, and well met!"
Serena spends at least part of each morning in prayer. She rises before dawn each day and spends an hour in quiet contemplation, then does her daily prayers and sets her spells for the day as the sun crests the horizon. She appreciates the chance to remove her armor and stroll about the compound in relative safety, though she does keep her weapon handy. She is always alert for trouble, even if she doesn't anticipate any.
Serena has no idea who is being discussed and so remains quiet during the conversation.
"Who is Svetlana?" Serena asks, confused.
"Could you usé zum company, mademoisélle?" asks the shepherd. "I would not turn it away, Shepherd."
"I'll take first watch," Serena offers.
"Perhaps it would be good to stop for the night," Serena suggests, spotting the clearing ahead.
Serena mounts back up and sheathes her scimitar.
"Well, hells," Serena swears as she dismounts. She draws her scimitar.
Serena nods and mounts up.
"I suppose that if Jhod doesn't want the responsibility, I could take the role of religious leader," Serena says.
Serena nods and applies her boot to the door.
Serena raps a mailed fist against the door. "Hello?"
"Should we knock or just go right in?"
Serena bares her blade and readies herself to carry on.
Serena curtseys before Zokon. "Milord."
Serena looks at Illthir when they are alone and says, "Nice as this is, we can't hide in here forever."
Serena takes a cup of tea and sips it politely. "I recall there being two of the lich," she says. "A duplicate of some sort."
Serena offers input when the story comes to the point that she joined the group.
Serena lowers her weapon, but doesn't sheathe it. "We're here to see about the possibility of reclaiming this temple. What's your story?"
Serena enters the chamber with a small degree of trepidation.
Serena enters the room proper and moves to inspect the disc. "What do you think it is?" She asks no one in particular.
"Jhod, could you come in here, please? I think it should be safe." Serena moves into the room.
"Thank you, but I can handle it," Serena replies. She draws forth a wand and speaks a word, tapping herself twice.
Serena takes the full brunt of the blast, but manages to turn away in time to avoid losing her vision to the flames. Her hair is badly burned, and her eyebrows are burned off, but she is largely intact. Her flesh does not burn because of her divine connection to Serenrae, but the shock wave has left her reeling. "I'm not dead," comes the reply.
Only one way to test it. Once everyone has gotten clear, she will trace the runes with a finger.
Serena shakes her head, refusing to draw. "I will test it," she says adamantly. "The rest of you should retreat around the corner."
Serena's position has been updated on the map.
Serena takes Fergus' advice and steps back a bit.
Serena considers the runes carefully, not quite sure what to make of them.
Serena readies her scimitar as Fergus finds the brick that triggers the door.
"I agree that we should continue," Serena says, brushing herself off and straightening what's left of her hair.
If Serena can hear Fergus, she opens the door to the room. If not, she waits where she is, not wanting to stumble into something in the dark.
Serena, finding herself alone and in the dark, decides to stay where she is, listening carefully for any sign of the others.
Serena winces and makes a decision. With her scimitar, she reaches up and cuts her hair as close as she can without risking her scalp. She then darts through the door and slams it shut.
Holding her breath, Serena slashes at the mephit holding her hair.
In that case, she tries the north door. If unlocked, she opens it, goes through, and closes it behind her. If locked, she sighs and turns back to the mephits, wondering if a dash to the safety of the party is in order.
If Serena has time, before the blast, she lays hands on herself to recover hp.
The door on the north side of the room. I moved her to the door, which she could just reach with her 20-foot movement. If the door is locked, she will hunker down and try to ride out the coming blast.
Serena switches to total defense and makes for the opposite door, despite any AoOs. If the door is not locked, she flings it open, goes through, and slams it shut behind her. If it is locked, she tries to make it to the far corner of the room (northeast corner) and huddles down, hoping to avoid the worst of the fireball.
Serena withdraws with all possible haste and as best she is able without suffering an AoO.
I'm going camping off the grid this weekend and will not have Internet access, so please bot me as necessary.
Serena coughs again, seemingly hocking up a lung. "Can't we *COUGH* talk to them?" *WHEEZE*
*COUGH* *COUGH* What can we *COUGH* do against them? *HACK*
Serena unsheathes her scimitar with a sigh. More violence. When will they learn that this isn't the answer?
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