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Surreal. That is how it felt to be alone once more. She knew that it should be a familiar sensation, as it was how she had lived for so long. But after the professor’s passing, she had found herself drawn into an adventure. There were no other words that did it justice. And in doing so, she had experienced something new. Friendships predicated upon a shared goal that went beyond just coincide with, and which were strengthened by shared mortal peril.

The others seemed to feel that the adventure was over. That the professor had been avenged, the unquiet spirits had been laid to rest, and that it was time to return home. But Sorsul didn’t feel that way. Someone was behind what occurred and she did not know who. Almost as importantly, she did not truly want to return to the hard and barely profitable life of an entertainer. Not when she had tasted something more meaningful…unsure of what to do next, she decided it would be best to visit Kendra Lorrimοr. Both to pay her respects and to see if there was anything more she could learn…

Quick post for now

Move Action Feint: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (9) + 8 = 17
Swift Action Feint Strike: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (6) + 8 = 14
Damage: 1d4 + 5 ⇒ (1) + 5 = 6
Electricity: 1d6 ⇒ 3
Fatal Thrust: 1d6 ⇒ 3

Standard Action Heal: 1d8 + 3 ⇒ (2) + 3 = 5
11/27 HP.

Gratefully taking a candy infused with arcane power from Lady Shae, Sorsul all but swallowed it whole as she continued attempting to dance. It was difficult eating and directing her shadow to rip a dire rat in half, but she attempted it nonetheless.

Botting Lady Shae we need all the help we can get
Destructive Blast: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (17) + 4 = 21
Damage: 2d8 ⇒ (7, 3) = 10

Right. As can she move to Sorsul and as a standard hand her a candy so Sorsul can heal next round?

Lady Shae’s action will be to heal Sorsul, if at all possible

Will: 1d20 + 4 + 9 ⇒ (11) + 4 + 9 = 24

Ref: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (4) + 5 = 9

Perform: 1d20 + 16 ⇒ (11) + 16 = 27
Attack: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (3) + 8 = 11
Damage: 1d4 + 5 ⇒ (2) + 5 = 7
Electricity: 1d6 ⇒ 3
Fatal Thrust: 1d6 ⇒ 4

DC 16 save or shadow lurk x2 (see profile full description). Ref failed down to 6 HP. Cant work map, the great firewall is difficult to deal with. I hope with reach she can get in range.

It proved to be quite easy to ignore the sanity breaking letters, but this was only due to the bone breaking rocks that fell upon her. Gasping in pain as she clutched at her left arm, fear and desperation empowered her to force herself to her feet. Starting a dance that was as elegant as it was painful, she made herself move ever closer to the ghost, as she attempted to cover it with her shadow (and to hopeless steal its shadow as well, if it had one).

If so, my apologies! Also it seems like the dice gods punished me for the lapse.

Would it be possible to know what the to hit roll needed is? It would help in providing flavor text.

Attack: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (3) + 8 = 11
Damage: 1d4 + 5 ⇒ (2) + 5 = 7

Attack: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (8) + 8 = 16
Damage: 1d4 + 5 ⇒ (1) + 5 = 6

Will: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (11) + 9 = 20
Will: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (7) + 9 = 16

Frowning as she felt a gnawing sensation filled her mind, Sorsul went about twirling through the room, causing her shadow to destroy the letters as quickly as they came.

”Good. This may take awhile…”

”I can start melting it with my shadow.” Sorsul said, already going about it. ”Given the age and the fire I hope it is brittle. Either way, you two can look for a way to open it, as one should be nearby. And we will see who gets through first.”

”What a horrible way to go.” Sorsul remarked. ”Could you say a prayer for the dead?” Sorsul asked her friend. ”I don’t know if it would do any good, but it would be the right thing to do for the poor man.”

Sorsul shuddered. The room hadn’t proven itself to be overtly dangerous, but it had been deeply unsettling. Despite truly not wanting to, she stepped over the ruined forms of the hands and went to go look inside the wicker basket.

Sorsul moved to one side of it, gathering herself so that her shadow was ready to engulf whatever came out. She motioned for Sariel to cover the other side and for Lady Shae to take point in front of it. That way they had whatever emerged totally surrounded.

Sorsul likewise approach, coming in behind Sariel. She turned as she walked, trying to watch their blindspots. The last thing she wanted was for some threat to arise from the rear while the two of them had their eyes trained forward.

Sorsul waited until Lady Shae took the flute and the blade. Only then did she take the Spellbook.

”To the lower levels, indeed. Our chances have significantly increased with this find.” Shw said, as she flipped through the pages of the book.

”This is…something.” Sorsul said, at a loss for words. ”Sariel, I can’t help but feel that you have been the heart of this operation. If I wasn’t walking alongside you, I might not have had the courage to push this far in. Please, take the first pick. All of these seem like they will be useful in the battles to come within these walls.”

…she knelt down and took her pack off. Living on the road as much as she did, she was well used to carrying the basic necessities of life. And one would be surprised at how often some rope could come in handy. She looked for a place to tie it to, so that they could retrieve what they had earnered.

Right, good point! I always buy it, but I forgot that it includes that. Good catch

”Indeed…”

Can she reach it with her shadow? If not she will begin searching for either a rope, or old clothes and the like which can be tied together to make one

Feint: 1d20 + 8 + 2 ⇒ (9) + 8 + 2 = 19
Attack: 1d20 + 8 + 2 ⇒ (20) + 8 + 2 = 30
Damage: 1d4 + 5 ⇒ (3) + 5 = 8
Fire: 1d6 ⇒ 5
Fatal Thrust: 1d6 ⇒ 6

Confirm: 1d20 + 8 + 2 ⇒ (17) + 8 + 2 = 27
Crit: 1d4 + 5 ⇒ (3) + 5 = 8

Feint Strike if feint succeeded: 1d20 + 8 + 2 ⇒ (9) + 8 + 2 = 19
Damage: 1d4 + 5 ⇒ (2) + 5 = 7
Fire: 1d6 ⇒ 6
Fatal Thrust: 1d6 ⇒ 3

Dancing out of the way of the strike, Sorsul continued to control her shadow, wrapping it around the ghost. Seeing that it did indeed cut, she refused to let it go.

I think that she can switch from electricity to fire? If so let’s see if that gets more damage through

Feint: 1d20 + 8 + 2 ⇒ (4) + 8 + 2 = 14
Attack: 1d20 + 8 + 2 ⇒ (13) + 8 + 2 = 23
Damage: 1d4 + 5 ⇒ (3) + 5 = 8
Electricity: 1d6 ⇒ 5
Fatal Thrust: 1d6 ⇒ 2

Im just stupid and thought that I wasn’t up!

Seeing that the ghost could be harmed, Sorsul kept the assault going. Moving to ensure that her shadow continuously engulfed the spirit, she sought to tear it asunder in the darkness.

Feint: 1d20 + 8 + 2 ⇒ (8) + 8 + 2 = 18
Attack: 1d20 + 8 + 2 ⇒ (11) + 8 + 2 = 21
Damage: 1d4 + 5 ⇒ (2) + 5 = 7
Electricity: 1d6 ⇒ 5
Fatal Thrust: 1d6 ⇒ 1

Feint Strike if feint succeeded: 1d20 + 8 + 2 ⇒ (2) + 8 + 2 = 12
Damage: 1d4 + 5 ⇒ (1) + 5 = 6
Electricity: 1d6 ⇒ 1
Fatal Thrust: 1d6 ⇒ 2

Having failed to blind the spirit, Sorsul decided to just continue trying to destroy it the old fashioned way. ”We can’t retreat yet.” She said through gritted teeth. ”We don’t know how fast it is. But if you could heal us…”

Perform: 1d20 + 16 ⇒ (9) + 16 = 25
Edit: If Sorsul sees a shadow from the spirit she will use Shadow Lurk to make a copy of the ghost to fight for us. If she doesn’t then she won’t use the spell point

Perform: 1d20 + 16 ⇒ (12) + 16 = 28
Will save vs being blinded

Feint: 1d20 + 8 + 2 ⇒ (12) + 8 + 2 = 22
Attack: 1d20 + 8 + 2 ⇒ (14) + 8 + 2 = 24
Damage: 1d4 + 5 ⇒ (3) + 5 = 8
Electricity: 1d6 ⇒ 6
Fatal Thrust: 1d6 ⇒ 1

Feint Strike if feint succeeded: 1d20 + 8 + 2 ⇒ (19) + 8 + 2 = 29
Damage: 1d4 + 5 ⇒ (3) + 5 = 8
Electricity: 1d6 ⇒ 1
Fatal Thrust: 1d6 ⇒ 5

The pain snapped Sorsul back to reality. Her eyes sharpened, as did her shadow. Moving like the skilled dancer that she was, she controlled her shadow, causing it to wrap around the eyes of the spirit. This did more than just blind, for the darkness was as sharp as any blade.

5ft step for flank

Feint: 1d20 + 8 + 2 ⇒ (4) + 8 + 2 = 14
Attack: 1d20 + 8 + 2 ⇒ (2) + 8 + 2 = 12
Damage: 1d4 + 5 ⇒ (2) + 5 = 7
Electricity: 1d6 ⇒ 5
Fatal Thrust: 1d6 ⇒ 1

Sorsul wanted to joke. To say that at least someone was having a good time. But the crazed smile? The axe? The way that the wounds it caused were all too real? It froze her in place, and it took all of her will power to make herself start moving again. Her shadow, usually deadly, was reduced to be the mere absence of light.

”We could. But we are here…” She chewed her lip thoughtfully. ”Yes.” She began pulling the rope up. ”A very good idea. Let’s finish our search here first.”

”I have the feeling that once we pass this, it will drop.” She said, warily. ”But we still must go forward. I’ll head in first, please be ready to lift it if this happens.”

Feint: 1d20 + 2 + 8 ⇒ (6) + 2 + 8 = 16
Attack: 1d20 + 2 + 8 ⇒ (4) + 2 + 8 = 14
Damage: 1d4 + 5 ⇒ (3) + 5 = 8
Electricity: 1d6 ⇒ 6
Fatal Thrust: 1d6 ⇒ 6

Feint Strike if feint succeeded: 1d20 + 2 + 8 ⇒ (5) + 2 + 8 = 15
Damage: 1d4 + 5 ⇒ (1) + 5 = 6
Electricity: 1d6 ⇒ 2
Fatal Thrust: 1d6 ⇒ 5

Moving to flank the skeleton, Sorsul willed her shadow to attack once more. Darkness enveloped it, and would have shattered its skull…if it had one. It was certainly a foolish attack to have made.

Feint: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (13) + 8 = 21
Attack: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (11) + 8 = 19
Miss Chance High Good?: 1d100 ⇒ 62
Damage: 1d4 + 5 ⇒ (3) + 5 = 8
Electricity: 1d6 ⇒ 6
Fatal Thrust: 1d6 ⇒ 6

Feint Strike if feint succeeded: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (12) + 8 = 20
Miss Chance High Good?: 1d100 ⇒ 51
Damage: 1d4 + 5 ⇒ (2) + 5 = 7
Electricity: 1d6 ⇒ 6
Fatal Thrust: 1d6 ⇒ 3

The skeleton charged in, axe aflame. It charged directly into Sorsul’s waiting shadow. She moved, pantomiming crossing her hands around its neck as if though she held a pair of daggers. She savagely pulled her hands back, as if though doing so would shatter the skeleton’s vertebrae. Her shadow, of course, mimicked this…

”Makes sense.” She replied, as she remained focused at the task of slowly melting their way past the need to find the lost key.

Then wait we shall. Let’s see what lies within

Sorsul caused her shadow to engulf the secret door. The sizzling of acid could be heard from within the darkness.

Acid: 1d6 ⇒ 5

”This seems like it will take awhile. I’ll keep at it while you look around. If nothing is within close distance I’ll stop and we will leave together to find it.”

[b[“Lady Shae, could you blast it open?”[/b] Sorsul asked, turning to their companion.”Otherwise I can see if my shadow can slowly make an entrance.”

Aid another: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (14) + 2 = 16

Taking a deep breath, Sorsul pushed the thoughts of the danger they were in away and aided Sariel in his search. She told herself that back home she had been threatened with worse than this. And while it wasn’t a happy thought, it was at least comforting. She tried to not think about how she had ran away from said dangers, though.

Eyes brimming with respect, she turned to her comrade and exclaimed ”Well done!” She waited to see if anything happened when he finished collecting the hammer.

Readied Action: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (16) + 8 = 24
Damage: 1d4 + 5 ⇒ (2) + 5 = 7
Electricity: 1d6 ⇒ 3
Fatal Thrust: 1d6 ⇒ 5

Seeing the haunt beginning to rise, Sorsul prepared herself. She willed her shadow to grow and to reach out, ready to engulf whatever arose and to tear it apart within the darkness.

”This is ominous.” Sorsul said. ”The skulls? The vibrant hair? This is going to be one of the ghosts, isn’t it?” With a sigh she added ”Lets get the hammer away from that corpse, lest it rise up to use it.”

Welcome back! Glad that you are on the mend.

”Yes.” A witty quip died before it came out. After facing the possessed items and the walking dead, she had to admit to herself that whatever was ahead was likely very dangerous. But they had to move forward…

Quietly she followed, pushing the thought of the walking dead behind them out of mind. The day was not yet over, and they had to descend if they were to continue.

Well…I don’t think there is anything left in the room. We could use Sorsul’s reach and Shae’s bolt to kill them all without expending resources. Just time. But I don’t think it is necessary.

So let’s head downstairs

Taking a deep breath, Sorsul nodded. ”Yes. Just remember to eat some candy if you are hurt. I fear that we will need all of your resources available before we are done with this place.”

Lady Shae takes a 5ft step back, and blasts the enemy to the west with a destructive blast.

Hit: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (10) + 3 = 13
Damage: 1d8 ⇒ 5

Sorsul 5ft steps to the right, so she can attack the enemy Shae hit. If it goes down her second attack goes to the eastern enemy

Feint enemy attacking Sariel: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (20) + 8 = 28
Attack: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (15) + 8 = 23
Damage: 1d4 + 5 ⇒ (3) + 5 = 8
Electricity: 1d6 ⇒ 1
Fatal Thrust: 1d6 ⇒ 1

Feint Strike if feint succeeded: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (9) + 8 = 17
Damage: 1d4 + 5 ⇒ (3) + 5 = 8
Electricity: 1d6 ⇒ 6
Fatal Thrust: 1d6 ⇒ 5

Seeing her friend paralyzed, Sorsul directed her attack against the two enemies closest to them, focusing on the one that put him in the most danger.

AOO: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (13) + 8 = 21
Damage: 1d4 + 5 ⇒ (4) + 5 = 9
Electricity: 1d6 ⇒ 6

Being as on edge as she was, she lashed out with her shadow at the first sign of movement. The skeleton was engulfed by the shadow, causing loose bones to fall harmlessly to the ground.

Will: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (6) + 9 = 15

Will: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (19) + 9 = 28

Keeping her cool, Sorsul gathered her shadow. She focused on it, telling herself that the only reason to fear the dark was due to what was in it. And in her case, her shadow was the only thing that had to be feared. And whatever came through the door would learn that lesson. At least, that is what she told herself…

”Let me see if I can drag that table closer. While I doubt it, there may be something on it we can’t see from here.”

If possible use the reach of her shadow to drag the table closer to the bars

”Id think upstairs. The doors are locked and we don’t know how long it will take to force them.” She replied. ”And even if we have to come back again, it will be good to know that we have cleared out the top floors.”

Sorsul followed, glad to not spend time in the infirmary. If there was ever a place that would be haunted it would surely be there. She hoped that there would be a way to descend, but she was not so naive as to believe that there had to be one. This was not a game, where everything was a puzzle with a solution. It was not designed for them to emerge victorious. Old buildings collapsed, and this one had the added issue of fire damage. She was just glad that it was safe to traverse at all. Small blessings were still blessings, and deserved to be counted.

”I think we should finish this level first. Ensure nothing remains behind us…do you agree?” She said, turning to her companions.

”We are not getting past that. And I hope we won’t need to. Let’s continue with the next door.” She said.

”We can hope. Just as we can hope that we don’t run into a pair of possessed pantaloons that try to strangle us.” Sorsul responded.

Take 10 aid another

”All good ideas.” She agreed. ”And I, for one, can’t lift that. So we will need a key, or the time it takes for my shadow to cut through it. Which would likely waste our sunlight. So let’s keep looking and our eyes peeled.”

With acid damage on her shadow she might be able to eventually melt her way through it. But it would take awhile