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"If we are resting for the night at Gioret's, I can try to Remove Blindness in the morning, as well as work on restoring your strength, Lesska."
Suetonius takes a deep breath, and shudders. "I am glad we did not have to fight the dragon... but I am almost as worried about whom he is going to report back to. I don't think that it is safe for us to rest here, any more..." He nods as he listens to Bastian. "Agreed. Going to the underground city is our next best step..."
Suetonius bows politely. "What is your interest in all of this, if I may ask?"
Suetonius nods soberly. "May his tortured spirit at last find peace..." He then sighs. "I suppose we will now have to make a little sortie into the Down Below... I would suggest resting, but not in this place; I doubt that we would manage to get adequate sleep in these unholy halls. Perhaps up under the stars?"
"Your time is over, spirit; if you will not go quietly, then we will help you cross over..." Suetonius charges forward, and takes a swing.
Suetonius holds his holy symbol tight; the darkness all around him is absolute, and he can feel the old insecurities rising, and fear starts to get a grip on him... ...but then he feels the light touch of Arha's wing on his cheek, as she nuzzles him with her proboscis. That gives him the merest sliver of hope, helping him to swallow his discomfort, and focus on the task at hand. "There may be darkness, but it is not absolute... Black Butterfly will provide..." He then casts Brightest Light.
Suetonius looks surprised, then concerned. "I am afraid that Black Butterfly has not granted me the required magic to restore sight today, but I can certainly pray for it for tomorrow..."
Suetonius draws a deep, shuddering breath, then stands up, and adjusts across to threaten the shade. "Your time is long gone. Ashes to ashes. Dust to dust. You are the memory of a memory, screaming at the dark. Be at peace."
Suetonius picks up his weapon, and readies to take a swing if the creature comes within reach again.
Hey, sorry guys - no posts were showing up as 'new' on my home page (in the discussion thread, at least), and with nothing happening in the Gameplay thread, I assumed that this game was on hiatus :-/ I am definitely still interested in continuing :-)
Suetonius, still clutching his flank where it was pierced by the weapon, calmly glares at the spirit. "All I see is a dead thing, that does not realise its time has passed..."
He then casts a spell.
Motes of starlight appear out of thin air, then circle inward in a whirlpool of light, forming a glowing, ghostly outline of a tall man with butterfly wings, grasping a large, hafted weapon, which he hands to Suetonius. As he does so, the weapon takes on corporeal form.
Suetonius then bows. "Thank-you, Ancient One." The form nods, then wavers, and disappears. Suetonius then turns to regard the homicidal spirit. "I am not afraid!"
Suetonius nods thoughtfully. "Perhaps there is a secret trapdoor within the sarcophagus, or at the very least, a hidden compartment...?"
"Well," Suetonius notes dryly, "we seem to be getting warmer... although by the state of the room, I dare say the ones that we are after made quite a mess..." He then looks around.
Suetonius nods in agreement, Arha nuzzling his right ear for comfort. "Agreed. Let's avoid the statue room if we can."
Suetonius nods, impressed with Lesska's stoicism. "Regardless of whether or not we push on, in the morning, I will fully restore your strength. That said, I am happy to push on, as long as the rest of you are. I may not be a mighty barbarian," he says with a soft grin, "but I will do my best to aid you."
Suetonius shakes his head, sadly. "I am afraid that I have already used up my ability to heal that sort of damage today; but in the morning, I can prepare Restorations, if Black Butterfly is willing..."
Unwilling to abandon his compatriots, Suetonius gently touches Arha, feeling the soothing calm that he associates with Black Butterfly suffusing him. "These abominations cannot be allowed to continue to exist!" Steeling his resolve, he strides forward, ready to render aid to Lydia.
Suetonius moves to a position he can harm both, and then calls upon Black Butterfly. "Goddess, please help to send these poor benighted vermin to their rest..."
Suetonius draws a wand, and prays to his Goddess. "May the Blessings of Black Butterfly be upon us, in our time of need."
Suetonius shakes his head. "Sadly, no. Whilst I respect Gozreh, I do not worship them, and so I do not carry their symbol."
Suetonius groans when he sees the statues. "I don't suppose that these ones won't animate, and try to kill us...?"
Suetonius nods. "That seems wise, Lesska; there is no need to risk being cursed, by those who are long gone... That said, I agree with Bastian that it is probably worth looking for secret doors that we might have missed."
"We also don't know whether they have, in fact, been and gone - after all, if Zyler has been here for an extended period of time, it would make sense that they have already left..." He then shudders, drawing his cloak tighter around him as he does so. "Also, I don't want to stay in this place any longer than I absolutely have to... it feels wrong, somehow, in a way that I just can't quite put my finger upon..."
Suetonius chews his lip thoughtfully. "In that case, it sounds like we might be making an extended trip down below, if we truly want to solve this rather unfortunate problem..."
Suetonius listens carefully to the creature, trying to gauge the truth of his words. "Why did they trap you here, rather than simply killing you? Doing so required more than minimal effort, suggesting that they were particularly annoyed...?"
Suetonius nods. "An eminently sensible tactical decision, Bastian!" Nevertheless, Suetonius tightens his grip on his staff, just in case tapping the wall provokes a vigorous response.
@Lesska: I am guessing that it is because he is resolving all of the 'Surprise Round' attacks first, but not all of them had been posted. After they have been resolved, he will move on to the others. @GM: Re: Miss Chances, though, does having Low Light Vision help mitigate that problem?
Suetonius gamely swings at the shadow. "Your time is over; be at peace..."
I'll toss out a Bless, as well :-)
@Ailis: Well, it has the (D) designation, which usually means that it is...?
Suetonius frowns thoughtfully. "If we think we can finish clearing out this place before it is free, then, by all means, press on; if not, aren't we just going to have to fight it on our way out, in any case, or worse, have it chase us down whilst we are in the middle of another fight?"
Suetonius frowns thoughtfully. "So, what you are saying is, that if it did indeed trap one or more unquiet spirits, then they are now roaming around this place freely...?"
Suetonius nods. "Ailis? It's up to you. If you believe you can do it, then I have faith in you."
Suetonius nods his assent. "We need to explore the entire place; one direction is as good as any, at this point..."
Suetonius' frowns. "Daehalya, that is troubling. Do you think the weakening is due to the presence of that which we seek, or the meddling of those that came here before us? We wouldn't want the Shadow Plane to have unfettered access to Golarion - that would be disastrous..."
Suetonius continues to do his best to assist, stoically swinging his staff with all his might.
Suetonius nods to Ailis, and then starts swinging.
Suetonius pulls out a wand, and invokes the Blessings of Black Butterfly upon the party.
Suetonius nods. "Of course!" He then gently touches his lantern staff to Lydia's forehead, and starts casting.
Suetonius looks on in wonder, as the newly-minted butterfly stretches its wings, and then soars off into the darkness. "Thank-you, my Lady!" He then sighs, feeling suddenly at peace, despite the ominous nature of his surroundings. Nodding to Aiyana, he adds: "They were some kind of shadowy undead. I am just glad that we reacted so swiftly and decisively - that could have been extremely unpleasant..." He then gestures towards the tomb. "Shall we continue? If that was the welcome committee, I dare say that there will be worse horrors awaiting us inside..."
"Begone, foul creatures of shadow! Your kind is not welcome here..." Suetonius, stoically, accepts the damage, and once again channels the energy of the stars through his staff.
Suetonius frowns, as he tries to determine what, precisely, these creatures are. If they are shadows: Suetonius strides forward, and holds up his Lantern Staff, causing it to emanate a pale cloud of starlight, which tears at the Shadows' insubstantial bodies.
"By the Grace of Black Butterfly, begone!"
Suetonius sighs sadly. "It would appear that we are not the first ones here. That is... unfortunate..."
Suetonius nods gravely. "That sounds reasonable, Aiyana; we want to make sure that we are as well rested, and prepared, as we possibly can, before we embark on so dangerous a task."
Suetonius nods gravely. "I can help hold the line in melee, if necessary, although not to the extent of a dedicated barbarian; but thanks to the grace of Desna's Shadow, I can provide support in the form of some healing, some restoratives, and various blessings in combat." He then smiles wryly. "I also have the ability to create a light, which will shine brightly in places where all other lights would go out. Beyond that, I have some small skill at noticing things - whether it be hidden objects, or hidden emotions."
Well, for what it is worth, I already have Brightest Light prepared as one of my spells - it seemed thematically appropriate, for a Cleric fighting against the Court ;-) Of course, it *is* also a quite useful spell!
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