"Sharaheen, are you injured?"
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The eidolon coordinates movements with Karg, positioning him in such a way to attack Jujanil from both sides. There is no hesitation as Shear brings down his hoof on the creature.
"Karg that trap does seem dangerous, but I don't notice anything odd about the engraving."
Shear takes a look at the engraving.
"Thank you Lars. I would not be able to fight if not for your help. Karg will use his magic on you, ward you against any dangers before we can follow."
"Karg can perform the ritual." The half-orc shows a lack of enthusiam at the suggestion. "He is strong and can take more hits than most." The half-orc doubles down on his distaste for heading the charge. "And he does want to hit it with his sword quickly." Karg's disgruntled demeanor does break for a moment to at least acknowledge that is true.
Shear reads the words aloud, but isn't exactly certain what to make of them.
Shear is going to take some time to examine the script surrounding the hollow.
Shear watches Mata Ryu for a moment. With only a handful of years of experience with humanoid behavior he looks to see Ryu's intent and the danger he poses to the mission, others, and himself. The eidolon has no benchmarks though to measure what he has been through. He still cares more for the mission than the trials of this elven wizard, but considers this to be an additional goal. Turning to Sharaheen, "Do you still think you can open the gate?"
Shear still finds it hard to be comforting, but attempts to follow more with the tone that both Vash and Enora are setting.
"Why do you serve her? What does she offer you?
"At the festival. We spoke and you ran when we asked you questions. We now wish to speak to you again." The eidolon's voice is soft, but still carries the crackle of flame on the edge of each word. Still he makes no attempt to truly be intimidating, but focuses on not agitating the already frightened wizard. "Remain calm, we offer you more kindness than your mistress. We want to know many things. What this this tower is for. Why those people in caskets have daemon flesh." "We have many more questions and we give you a way to fix damage that has been done. Will you hear them?"
"Sharaheen, is there anything you can tell from him? If he is controlled and how we can break it?"
Shear releases Mata Ryu was he falls unconscious and moved away from the body to allow room for others. He checks to confirm Mata Ryu is unconscious, then looks for other dangers before signalling that the area is clear.
Shear forces more weight onto the elven wizard still trying to take down the spellcaster without ripping into his body.
Shear does want to kill Mata Ryu, but his defenses offer little chance for his blose. While he has been lucky, he just falls upon Mata Ryu with all of his wait, attempting to pin the wizard before he can hurt himself or any of any of Shear's allies.
Shear roars with a sound of crackling flame. He tries to latch onto Mata Ryu with his bite, not trying to dig in his teeth, but to grab and beat the wizard against wall and table.
He repeats the process for his attacks, Shear presses into Mata Ryu's space and uses attacks to batter rather than crush.
Shear pushes forward through the winds and stops before Mata Ryu. "Surrender."
Shear just delivers a barrage of attacks on the undead yeti.
"Many flying undead heads!"
Shear moves to engage the yeti while yelling at the party, "Mata Ryu is here! There is also a undead yeti and a bunch of heads!"
"Things above have heard us. They are coming." Shear moves quickly up the stairs to be on the frontline of the fight and see what approaches.
"The flesh is deamonic, like those we fought in the village."
"Do we wish to examine these coffins before we move forward? I see nothing else here. Or do you wish to examine the equipment longer?"
Shear continues to trample them. "I don't like enemies in front and behind, I can only protect one-" Shear is interrupted when a blow comes barreling down on Karg's neck. The eidolon pushes into Karg's space and barely blocks a critical blow and just begins delivering a full onslaught of blows in reprisal.
"Pay attention to the fight!"
Shear brings all his attacks upon the golem holding off with his bite, not for lack of viciousness, but worry for chewing into a disease ridden body.
"Only the rarest of fires can hurt me and only few creatures can leave lasting wounds. I will stand to protect you."
"They are made of bodies. There may be more bodies in bags. I agree that we can not leave threats behind. We should attack them before they finish. I'll take attacks and crush them."
Shear steadies his steps but positions himself to take on the golems if they move to intercept the party. "It is a small cost, but we must be ready to fight."
Shear directs has Karg examine the eight bodies to determine if they were at least humanoid or if they were something else.
Meanwhile Shear continues speaking to Sharaheen. "You are young, but old. Do you have anything to keep yourself safe when more guardians appear? If you die, will Jujanil be freed?"
"How will we enter the plane? Is there an entrance in the tower? Will you be coming with us?"
Shear is still focused on the task that has brought him here. "What will we do to help you end Jujanil?"
"You said he was possessed by a wizard. Who was it and why try to stop us?
"Who are you? ... Malikeen? How do you still live? Even if you are not her, if you are of the line with Bakten, should you be younger?"
Karg withdraws the blade slightly, still ready to attack, but no longer with blade at throat. Between summoner and eidolon a debate rages for a few moments and at the end Karg seems greatly frustrated. "I will be going away for a time as Karg calls upon another creature to speak for us. My apologies for having to abandon you all for any period of time." With that said, Karg prepares to dismisses Shear when...
Karg does try to convince Shear of the danger of the plan, but Shear continues to insist. "We do not know anything about what we are fighting. We should learn what we can before with move forward." Shear has the summoner blindfold the yeti and makes a token attempt bind the creature's limbs. When it comes time to wake the yeti, someone else will need to use Karg's wand of cure light wounds, as Karg will be busy holding a falchion ready for an action from the yeti.
"So you think we should wake and question the yeti Lars?" It might be because if his non-humanoid form, but Shear gives no cues that he is joking.
When the yeti falls Shear steadies his stumbling body onto the solid ground. As soon as he recovers, he looks around through the storm for other assailiants and calls out to the party. "Are you all alright? What about you Lars?"
Shear pushes hard with his new alien anatomy as the lighting arcs around him.
But he is too dedicated to the charge and plows straight into the electricity and into the yeti.
"Vash! Keep safe, don't let it grab onto either of you!"
Shear races across the ground and moves full force at the yeti with the full intention of playing the part of distraction.
If Charge:
"I think Karg can let me fly over, but it would only last a short time. If I can walk across that is better, but I will fly if the bridge might break."
Conferring with Karg, the pair do make some purchases to assist during the trip.
The eidolon eyes her warily, but doesn't seem to inherently distrust her. "I think we can trust that. Is there anything you know about the woman? Anything you else you or your daughters have found?"
Shear clearly doesn't show clear comprehension of the letter as he asks various questions. "So the missing life has been alive this whole time? Does that mean Bakten was split into two souls? Do you know what the Black Grave Tower or Lord of Envy are?"
Shear is still no less unusual than he was weeks past, but has seen more significant changes in that time. The eidolon appears to be composed of black volcanic rock with cracks in the shell revealing glowing red heat from his bodies interior. The heat offers no danger and at worse makes Shear uncomfortable for a typical person to remain in contact with even though the heat isn't strong enough to burn. He wears a treated tabard with the symbol of the Open Road along with the wayfinder hanging from his side and an ioun stone floated above his head. The most significant change has been in the way he speaks. His voice sounds more human without the rough crashing of rock and flame within his throat before. He has spent most of the free time he has had practicing speech, understanding humanoid cues and acting less alien within conversations.
"I do not know. I hope he has gone forward. He saw candle, but is missing life may have taken him. It was a dark life. I am sorry."
"We ask you remember the good of the Pathfinder Society. This is far from our home, but we will act fair to those we meet."
Shear looks towards the rafts but decides against trying to clamber onto either of them with the elder having some measure of safety on the patch of ice Reavis has created. Instead he focuses on pulling the elder he already has to the shore.
Despite his dislike for water, or maybe because of it, he movement has considerable force to drive himself out of the water.
Shear roars in pain as he swims hard but with little to no skill in an attempt to get the elder.
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