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Tariq casts Lead Blades
”What does the magic pendant do?”
”This is just like the last one. I just chisel this guys beard thing off, like that. Now I turn this septer thing into like, I don’t know, um, a cricket bat. Take some of this caulking out. Knock a chunk out of this glyphic. Aaaaaand!”
”Hummm, well. I can remove it with tools.” ”Or is it something you would rather dispel?”
”Alright. Next door then.”
”So this guy is dead dead and went straight past mostly dead so he is not undead you have to make redead.” ”Good to know.” ”But is the amulet cursed?! This room is too easy. Or is it a trigger for a Sandnami? This place makes me suspicious.”
”Oh my, look at the jewelry.” Tariq looks at the mummy’s trappings and calculates the value.
”Okay, since we are going to rest after, I am going to cast Lead Blades.” ”Dwali, don’t smash anything unless it actually needs smashing.” When everyone is ready Tariq tries to open the sarcophagus.
”Duatseti, hummmm.”
”Well, Dwali and I could probably clean this guy out of here and we could take a rest?” Tariq checks the room and sarcophagus for traps and magic.
”You set it off! That’s why I do the doors, not you and the cleric for cripesakes!” Tariq quickly casts Cat’s Grace, thus limiting his -6 Dex to -2.
”Oh what the hell!”
”What kind of hobbies did Duatseti engage in Jeshura?” Tariq looks to see if there are symbols of the lawful and Benevolent Osiriani god on the west door. He had no intention of defiling an honest man’s tomb.
”How was Hakotep able to get a servant of the Lord of the Living to serve him?” ”And who lies behind these other doors?” Tariq looks to Noonan.
”Ummmm.” Tariq says as he looks around.
”Anyone recognize these people?”
”Well, apparently at least ten.”
”Oh man, another door. Uh, okay. I am going to cast a spell on my self.” [ooc]Casts Cat’s Grace on himself.[/ooc [b]”Keep those guidance spells coming.”[/dice]
Tariq gets out his tools and prepares to ply his trade. ”A bit of divine guidance if you would please Noonan.” Once he is bolstered he begins trying to defeat the magic fabric.
Checks for traps, checks for spell type, then —— he will try to read the ancient Orisanni.
”Let me guess. More traps, horrendous danger and not enough treasure I would think. Heh.”
”I will look out for all of them.”
”Well . . . I think we need to get through his loyal guards first.”
”Well, you can have revenge by teaching us how to bring down his flying pyramids, or fly them.”
”Well, you have no idea the pains he went through to keep you in here. I mean look around. You’ve got all the decorations, his traps, spells and locks have been the same. No, we are not his servants. Also, that guy is such a Dick that he has turned many of his once loyal minions against him. Which is how we got directed to you in the first place.”
How is everyone doing? Is RL kicking everyone’s ass?
”How about some water?!” Tariq offers his water bag.
In ancient Orisanni:
”Jeshura, we are enemies of Hakotep and would see him destroyed. We have freed you to assist us in this quest. Your torture at the hands of the would be Sky Pharaoh has gone on for 6,000 years. We seek to destroy the most devoted followers of Hakotep, his personal guard the Akhumen and Agazuberi the Shaitan. To attack us would be worse for you than your previous torment for we serve the All Seeing One. To ally with us will aid your revenge and speed our victory over our mutual nemesis.”
Tariq throws his hands up and looks for Desna in the sky. ”Well gee whiz we could try talking to people first before we just barge in or kill them—Um, again, but nope . . . That just happened and he’s opening it up. Well then here we go.” He watched with interest to see what is revealed.
”She may know the secret of bringing the flying pyramids down?” Ancient Orisanni: ”Jeshura, if you can hear me please indicate you can understand me!”
”I think it’s only been 6000 years, but still that’s like, damn 300 human generations? Wow.” Tariq says to Dwali before addressing the elderly cleric. ”Okay Noonan, I’ll just say it out loud. What the heck is happening here in this picture? This is a flying city and not a Pyramid. Who is she shooting? Like, it’s not clear who’s side she is on, but why would the Sky Pharaoh build this tomb for her? And go to such pains to torture his would be Queen?”
Tariq looks closely at the carvings on the wall trying to make better sense of who this woman was. He looks for identifying symbols as well.
”Jeshura, we are here to stop Hakotep. Can you tell us how?” Tariq points to the walls that are carved with images of legions of sickened and plagued souls on their hands and knees or crying out to the heavens for aid. Then he points north wall which depicts a majestic flying city in the sky. Pointing at the city he looks to Noonan, makes a pyramid shape with his hand questioningly to Noonan. Tariq looks at the carving of the city up close.
Tariq carefully enters the room looking for traps.
”Jeshura, can you hear me?”, the desert warrior whispers as he makes his way round looking for any secret passages or a way to open the sarcophagus.
”Wow. I bet that was a really really powerful and cool spell.” ”Holy s%~%. I could have been killed.” A giant grin spreads across his face. ”But! I didn’t and I just cracked one of the most protected doors of all the land.” His face flushes and he throws up a finger to his lips for quiet.
He listens then opens the door and peers in to look.
”A masterful performance If I do say so myself.” ”And I do!”
”Ahem! Noonan, a guidance spell please.” Tariq cracks his knuckles, smoothes back his hair and removes his tool pouch with panache. ”I feel inspired. Watch me all seeing one.” Tariq earns his keep.
”The guardian said, “The Akhumemnet is the crypt and vault of the most devoted followers of Hakotep, his personal guard the Akhumen." "It is a place of darkness shrouded even from my own entry and warded against teleportation. Powerful glyphs and great elementals and darker creatures. Hakotep's would-be-queen Jeshura lies there entombed within a fiendish sarcophagi - her torment would make her a dangerous foe, or perhaps a dangerous ally if you wish to destroy Hakotep." "Worst of all is Agazuberi, a shaitan who guards the key. Kill her and I will reward you greatly." ”S+%+ . . . This place sounds like a real gas. There are going to be undead imperial guard, a scorned lich b&#!!, and angry elementals between us and this Shaitan holding the key.” ”Buuuut, the chance for a big pay out!” ”I say we talk to this Jeshura. The enemy of my enemy is my friend as long as she doesn’t want to turn me into a lampshade or something.” Tariq says as he prepared to check that door for traps.
”Dang, she is barred from the beyond. I wonder if we can help release her spirit afterwards?”
”This may be the would be queen?”
”Okay, as good a direction as any. I’m going to listen first, check for traps, then give them a try.”
”Noonan, the affect may have triggered about halfway down the hallway.” ”If Shad cast Glitterdust we could see if it is invisible undead!”
”Noonan! It’s like some enormous magical pressure trying to blind me!”
”Ever hear about something like this in your studies of arcane knowledge!?”
Yeah man, my second kicked my ass! Tylenol helped me.
”My eyes! It’s . . . Ahhhhghhhrgha! . . . Like . . . They are seeing Noonan’s . . . Saggy nuts again!”
”Something is trying to pull my eyes out of my head and it isn’t me this time!”
Walking up to about 10 feet from it. Checking for pressure plates or another trigger since this is the only obvious draw in the room, which makes it a perfect focal point for a trap! As he moves he thinks of the types of undead this could be.
”Noonan, you see any magical effects?” ”It might just be an old Magic Mouth spell.” Tariq moves to check the door.
Tariq closes his eyes and focuses on the pyramid of the Sky Pharaoh in his minds eye. Maybe the blackness is the night sky? What the actual hell am I doing!?
”Noonan, do we have a way to see invisibility? Or something small you or Shad can summon that can? I wonder if something in here is invisible?”
”Hummmm, well, I guess we will have to see about that.” Are there any doors out? Is the room featureless?
”Oh Great One. I am here to gaze upon you. I understand you have remained here loyal for many thousands of years. I have often wondered if that is out of pure loyalty or the strength of what binds you to this place and now I can ask you myself.” Tariq says, trying to see who or what is speaking and if there is any place he can hide.
”Oh man, this might be the elemental. Sounds heavy like a pile of rocks.” <<<sigh>>> ”Okay. I will try to sneak ahead and see what it is.”
Going as light footed as he can, Tariq uses his magical lenses to help him seek out danger.
”Blind folds! Are Medusa’s real?” ”Quick, what were the little statues again?”
”What? Why are you guys looking at me like that for?”
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