Teruko Kaijitsu's page

K. Religion: 1d20 + 9 + 1d8 ⇒ (17) + 9 + (7) = 33

Teruko also recognizes the small creature. "An attic whisperer. Undead and cursed through no fault of his own. I doubt he intended to trick us, but just like most other undead they are evil." She bites her lip. "Sending him on to whatever afterlife awaits him is the best thing we can do for him."

She's moved by the touching gesture as Riftun enters the room and kneels next to the small creature. She's also very, very afraid. "I don't think he'll come out now. He'll keep attacking Riftun until..." She doesn't finish that sentence. "We'll have to fight in there." Moving forward to peer through the doorway, she sends a wave of energy to bolster everyone's confidence. (Including, hopefully, Riftun's.)

Casting Bless. Allies gain +1 on attack rolls and saves against fear.

Teruko's eyes wander over the various creatures. She's seen professional taxidermy before; a number of nobles view hunting as a sport and like to remember their kills. Nevertheless she'd always found the practice disturbing.

The revelation that some of the creatures had been sewn together into perverted monstrosities makes her face go pale. The revelation that some of them had been alive at the time makes her rush from the room. "I'm sorry, I've not gone far, I just, I can't..." She covers her mouth and leans over to try and avoid retching.

Most evil creatures had some sort of understandable motivation. The desire to gain money, or power, or revenge...the possibilities were endless. This however had been done out of pure sadism, and she doesn't understand it at all.

It takes her a minute to get under control again. "I agree that we should burn the bodies as soon as we can do so safely. They deserve that much."

"These are just the stables. There's certainly more interesting sights inside." Teruko's nose wrinkles. "And smells. You might want to wear a handkerchief over your face."

That plan works for me.

Teruko dutifully begins scanning the room for magic. "Before we were caught off guard, low on resources, and already injured. We also didn't have Ameiko and Shalelu with us. I doubt there's anything left in this castle that's worse than what we've already faced." She pauses in her scanning to study Yuto's face. "We'll be careful. However I hesitate to call being thorough needless. A random tucked-away scroll we find now could be the difference between life and death later."

"Andochtuir and Torra had good points earlier, when they talked about the possibility of other magical items being hidden here. I doubt any remaining treasures would be anywhere near as powerful as what we found in the vaults, but any little bit could help." Teruko grimaces at the sight of the webs but moves into the stables anyway. Over the past few days she's had far worse things than spider webs in her hair.

Teruko lowers her hands, fight over before she could even consider casting a spell. "You were quicker than me this time Ami. Fortunately my assistance wasn't required." She smiles at Riftun. "An impressive spell indeed. It's a good thing you learned it."

"I doubt these creatures fought each other much. Most likely the ones who didn't get along simply didn't encroach into each other's territory. Basic alliances of the 'you don't attack us we won't attack you' variety. It is strange this quickling moved into the courtyard though; he wasn't here before. Perhaps trying to expand his own territory?" Shaking her head, she stops speculating for now and pulls out her wand. "Let me take care of that injury before we proceed."

CLW: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3
CLW: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 1 = 7

Teruko just stares. "You accidentally created a sentient beard." Out of all the strange things that have happened on this journey this might possibly be the strangest. A feeling that only intensifies as Torra starts gushing over the mass of hair and names it...Mimosa?

Although as the tiny 'head' pokes up and the beard starts resembling a hedgehog, she has to admit it is kind of cute. In a very unsettling way.

"I do hope you weren't attached to being either clean-shaven or having a beard, as it seems that decision is no longer yours to make. You'll have to ask Mimosa every morning if they wish to stay on your face or not." Her lips twitch. "Although perhaps you can negotiate if there's a look you'd prefer for the day."

"A little too exciting for my taste." Teruko grimaces at the memory of the many close battles they've fought. "I had suggested the stables because I think they'll be easy to clear out quickly. The castle itself is large and labyrinthine in nature. We've been exploring for days and haven't reached the end of it."

Assuming everyone agrees to checking the stables, Teruko falls to her accustomed place directly behind the frontliners.

I had a rough weekend but am catching up now.

Despite everything that happened the day before Teruko looks almost cheerful as they prepare to depart. "The whole place is ruined, but you can still see how majestic it used to be. Except for the dungeons which were as dreary as you might expect. Fortunately I think we cleared all those out. There's quite a bit on the first and second floors we haven't explored yet though. We should probably start on the ground floor? Maybe the stables; those looked relatively self-contained."

"It's not a bad idea. There might be more useful items inside, and Sandru will likely need a day to talk to everyone about how far they're willing to go." Teruko looks over at Ameiko and smiles. "You could come along if you feel up to it. See the place our family once lived."

Teruko stares at Riftun's shoulder even after he recovers it, face completely blank. When she finally looks up and meets Riftun's eyes there's the faintest hint of concern in her own. "Don't be foolish. Even putting aside the army of fiends that may or may not exist," (she nods towards Andochtuir), "The caravan has already been attacked by Hana's old family seeking to retrieve her. We handled a small, well-trained force of ninja assassins; I believe we can do the same with your pursuers. The risk to us is negligible compared to the risk you're taking by coming along on such a dangerous trip. If you're willing to take that risk, then I see no problem."

Her eyes drift back down to Riftun's shoulder. "Such extensive scarring must be uncomfortable. I have skin cream in my bag. I don't know if it would help, but it's yours if you want it."

Teruko seems distracted, staring off into the flames. It isn't until Ameiko calls her name that she looks up, and it takes her a few seconds to mentally replay the conversation before she replies. "The throne was stolen and you're the only one who can reclaim it. We can't sit back and do nothing now that we know. We have a duty." She forces a smile. "Besides, if I wasn't willing to let you go explore Brinewall alone, I'm certainly not going to let you face an army of demons by yourself."

Teruko takes out the warding box, although she doesn't open it. "Inside this box is the Amatatsu seal. It's the 'treasure' Grandfather spoke of in his letter, and it was the source of the vision we all experienced. I'd show you, but taking it out of the warding box is unwise. Our family's enemies can sense it. Opening this box two decades ago led to Brinewall's destruction."

"As for why Grandfather was a refugee, why we have enemies at all...that's the part Riftun didn't feel like he could say. Currently Minkai is governed by a regent who is secretly a fiend in disguise. This fiend and his minions murdered the last emperor and every other member of the imperial families. Everyone except us." She takes a deep breath. "Which means as the oldest living Amatatsu, Ameiko is the true heir to the throne."

Teruko accepts a mug of beer as she sits down next to Ameiko. "Riftun may be looking for Zaiobe. I think there are a lot of things bothering him, and I'm hoping he'll talk to you about some of them, but that's probably the main thing at the moment." She takes a careful sip of her drink and resists the urge to spit it back out. It tastes like moldy bread. Why does anyone like this stuff?

As soon as it is polite to do so, she excuses herself from the celebration and takes a long bath. As happy as she is to see Ameiko well, she needs some private time to think.

Level 4 does make a big difference for Teruko. Between getting 2nd level spells and bumping her charisma to 20 she's doubled her spells per day. Hopefully she'll be able to start contributing a bit more to combat.

Plus she can finally identify all those scrolls we found :)

Level 4

Stat Increase: +1 Charisma
Base Attack Bonus: +1
Saves: Will +1
Hit Points: +6 (Half 1d8 + 1 Con)
Spells Per Day: +2 1st level, +4 2nd level
Spells Known: +1 Cantrip (Read Magic), +3 2nd level (Augury, Burst of Radiance, Cure Moderate Wounds)
Skills: +9 Skill Points (4 class, 1 INT, 1 human, 2 background, 1 FCB)
-Appraise
-Bluff
-Craft (Calligraphy)
-Diplomacy
-K. Arcana
-K. Local
-K. Nobility
-Sense Motive
-Spellcraft

Teruko's gone weeks, months, even years at a time without seeing her sister. Without knowing if Ameiko was alive or dead. The past few days had hit differently, because she'd known Ameiko was alive but not safe, suffering from an affliction none of them understood or knew how to cure. Seeing her wake in the vision had been a relief, but seeing her here, now, smiling and laughing and healthy...it feels like Pazuzu's curse has been lifted all over again and she can finally breathe.

She hugs Ameiko back tightly, resisting the urge to cry in sheer relief. "It's good to have you back Ami. I've missed you." She finally lets go and adds in Minkaian,

Following Ameiko to the center of the camp, she gestures for Spivey to join them. "Everyone, this is Spivey. If anyone's a hero here it's her, for keeping us alive while we explored." She smiles directly at Koya. "Spivey, there are a lot of people to introduce you to, but I believe we should start with Koya. She's the cleric of Desna we were telling you about. I think you two will get along fabulously."

Finally sitting down, she looks around and her brow furrows very slightly. "Where's Hana? She's hardly left your side since you fell ill; I'd have expected her to be here now."

Most funerals are tailored to the chosen deity of the deceased. Teruko doesn't know which deity Kortun favored, but she does know he was a warrior. She tries to honor that with her brief eulogy.

"Andril Kortun, Commander of Brinewall. In both life and death you fought bravely to protect your keep. I have no doubt you were the first to enter battle and among the last to leave it." She bows her head. "Now at last your watch has ended. May the River of Souls carry you to your rest."

Before Leaving

"Torra, Andochtuir, you both have good points." Teruko looks tired. "However I'd still rather leave for now. We saw Ameiko waking up in the vision and that feels true, but I'd like to find out for sure as soon as possible." She pauses. "Also, selfishly...I need some time to think."

In the Graveyard.

"Commander Kortun was a brave man who died defending this castle. We thought he deserved a proper burial." Teruko sees the direction of Spivey's gaze and nods. "We believe we found what we came for. It's a complicated story and I'd rather not tell it more often than we have to. Care to join us as we travel to the caravan? There are several people there that will also need an explanation. If you'd like to stay after hearing the whole story, I'm sure Koya would be delighted."

OOC I agree we should finish clearing out Brinewall.

Teruko slips the bracers over her arms, nodding at Riftun. "You're not wrong. There have been too many times where I found myself on the ground surrounded by enemies." She sighs. "Although I do hope to avoid that ever happening again, it's probably best to take what precautions I can."

"Let's get back to the caravan and talk to Ameiko, see what she wants to do. We can stop by the graveyard along the way to bury Commander Kortun and see if Spivey wishes to join us." She smiles a little. "I think the caravan can handle one last recruit."

"I-I can't be a g-guardian! Not me! Can't you see? I'm a liability! I'm weak a-and no good with a sword. My magic is subtle... and then there's...."

The young man bends forwards crying out into his cupped hands. "I shouldn't have been here!"

"I disagree that you can't be a guardian. As others have pointed out we wouldn't have gotten this far into the castle without you. But if you don't want to be, then don't." Teruko's voice is matter of fact. "The same goes for all of you. Whatever some magical trinket thinks, you don't have to do anything you don't wish to. Traveling halfway across the world to reclaim a throne...that's a huge decision, and not one to be made lightly."

She stands quietly off to the side while Riftun recovers enough to open the chests. When standard magical items are revealed instead of more earth-shattering secrets, she breathes a sigh of relief. Perhaps it's her desire to focus on something, anything else that helps her recognize the various enchantments. "The amulet hardens one's skin, helping protect against blows. The belt improves one's constitution. The bracers help mages cast without provoking attacks. All extremely useful items."

Spellcraft: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (18) + 6 = 24
Spellcraft: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (17) + 6 = 23
Spellcraft: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (16) + 6 = 22

Holy shit Teruko actually knows what things are!

Teruko stares down at the seal within her hands, face curiously blank. It's too much. It's all too much. She doesn't stir until Yuto makes his promise. Then, abruptly, she shoves the seal back into the warding box and closes it tightly.

"It seems when Grandfather wrote 'our family's enemies' what he meant was 'fiends who stole the throne of Minkai and would do anything to keep us from reclaiming it.'" She laughs without a trace of humor. "Andochtuir, I may have been wrong to defend the letter writer earlier for not including enough details."

"At least Ameiko should be awake now, assuming the vision was correct. Although we still don't know what caused her coma in the first place. Perhaps Grandfather, trying to protect the seal, set a trap to discourage any Kaijitsus from coming here?" That doesn't make much sense, but she can't think of any other possibility.

"Before we leave you should see if you can open the other chests Riftun. There might be other secret legacies hidden inside." Her casual tone is at odds with her pale face and still-shaking hands.

"The warding box. It must be." Teruko holds the box reverently. "According to Grandfather's letter, our family's greatest treasure rests inside." She lets out a nervous laugh. "I'm almost frightened to open it...but I have to know. We have to know."

She opens the box and looks inside.

"Father?" Teruko whispers as the wraith starts speaking. "Father no, it's me, I'm here, don't leave me again!" When Rokuro's form dissipates she lets out a wail and collapses to her knees.

She leans forward, head in her hands, and just breathes for a long moment. When she finally stands again there are tears running down her cheeks. "My apologies for the scene. As you can likely guess my father is...rather distraught." She swallows hard. "Thank you Torra for finding the vault. Even with Grandfather pointing it out I'm not sure I would have noticed the latch."

Moving forward into the room, she hesitates in front of the chests. Her hands are shaking almost too much to open the lids. "Please let the secret to curing Ameiko also be inside."

She'll open all three chests.

Teruko freezes at the sight of the ghostly figure. "I think my father knows him, so it's entirely possible he was a retainer. That doesn't mean he won't attack, but I'll try."

Stepping forward next to Yuto, she bows her head respectfully and addresses the wraith.

Teruko peers around Yuto's shoulder at the circular depressions. "I doubt the people who built this castle worshipped Tian gods, but the symbols do look familiar." It takes her only a few seconds of thought before she gasps. "The discs! The ones possessed by Kikonu and the fiend. They were inscribed with images of Brinewall under the moon and noonday sun."

She quickly pulls them out and attempts to fit them into the depressions.

"I was thinking Commander Kortun would have preferred the crypts, given his status." Teruko frowns. "However you are right that the crypts are no longer consecrated ground. The graveyard might indeed be the better choice. Once we're done here we can carry his body back."

She follows the others into the southern room but doesn't take note of the papers until Andochtuir points them out. "It's possible the writer of the letter didn't know any more details. After all they were in here writing instead of out there fighting. Pure speculation of course, but I'd like to give the writer the benefit of the doubt."

When they're ready to go downstairs, she does cast light on Yuto's katana as requested. "I'm glad we found this staircase. Vaults and treasures aside, I'll feel better knowing we've cleared out the entire basement, or basements, whichever it turns out to be."

Teruko would prefer down, where the treasures (and thus legacies) are most likely to be kept.

Sorry, I could have sworn I posted yesterday. All I did (or planned to do) was cast Bless. Since technically Teruko was first in initiative, I'll leave it up to the GM whether or not I used the spell.

The fight is over so quickly Teruko barely has time to consider acting before the wight goes down. "Well done everyone. That was-" She freezes for a second. "Oh. I...yes. That was Brinewall's commander. Commander Kortun. He must have defended this place to his last breath. You're right Yuto, we should take his body to the crypts. He deserves that much."

K. History: 1d20 + 8 + 1d8 ⇒ (12) + 8 + (1) = 21
Appraise: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (16) + 6 = 22
Spellcraft: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (8) + 6 = 14

As always Teruko knows the exact value of everything except the shiny magical items.

Teruko sniffs the air with a frown. "That's odd. Admittedly I don't usually want to smell anything in this place, but I don't recall anyplace else smelling so musty. I wonder why?" Her attention is dragged away from this mystery by the sight of the staircase. Her eyes widen. "Torra's right, treasures usually are held downstairs. I did think it strange that there weren't any vaults in the basement, particularly if there are three of them as Grandfather's letter suggested. Perhaps that's because there are multiple basements!"

Teruko takes a deep breath as Koya casts her spell, relishing the feeling of freedom. "Thank you Koya. That seems to have done the trick." She watches Lone Pillar shatter the statue for good with a feeling of satisfaction.

"I'm better now, and I at least haven't exhausted my resources for the day. Shall we go back to the keep and start checking the other floors?" She feels a little guilty for pushing everyone to go back so soon, but between Ameiko's condition and Lonjiku's anger she feels she has little choice but to return.

Teruko's shaking her head almost before Yuto finishes his sentence. "I doubt Pazuzu would consider an insincere prayer reason enough to lift the curse, and if he did it would only be because he planned to do worse in exchange." Despite her own rejection of the idea, she looks decidedly alarmed when Shalelu marches up to them. "It was just a suggestion born out of concern. There's no need to threaten him over it."

Wow you all have been busy.

Teruko cranes her head to look at where the statuette is sitting innocently in her pack. "I suppose that explains why the curse didn't dissipate when we destroyed the statue. It can't be destroyed, at least not by such mundane means." She sighs. "Perhaps Koya will have some idea of what to do. I would like to avoid showing it to Zaiobe unless we have no other options. She's already connected to Pazuzu by some strange means; I'd rather not risk developing a stronger bond."

"Thank you anyway, Spivey." She's about to say more, but her eyes widen as Riftun starts to talk about the possibility of them not coming back. Andochtuir's comment also seems to alarm her. "There's still much of the castle left to explore; I'm certain the Kaijitsu legacy is simply hidden somewhere else. It has to be." She takes a deep breath, holds it, and lets it out slowly. "Even if Ameiko has recovered, I doubt she'll want to leave without finding the thing we came here for in the first place."

She's quiet as they leave the graveyard and make their way back to the caravan. When Sandru comes over, whatever small hope she had that Ameiko would have woken up is dashed. "We were hoping perhaps the demon was responsible for Ameiko's coma; Spivey seemed to think its presence was tainting the whole area. Regardless it seemed dangerous to continue without trying to lift whatever curse is on me. All it seems to be doing is slowing me down, but we can't be certain. Demons are wily creatures. Is Koya available?"

"I think this castle is cursed," chimes in Torra. "Every time we try to find this legacy we get sidetracked and get into fights with very dangerous creatures."

The dwarf gives Teruko a worried look. "How are you feeling, other than the weight?"

"Fine, otherwise. It doesn't hurt or anything. It just feels like I'm carrying a weight far too heavy for me, which to be fair is not an uncommon feeling." Teruko tries to smile, but it comes out as more of a grimace. "I'm inclined to agree with you about the castle being cursed. So much is going on here, and so little of it seems to have anything to do with either our legacy or Ameiko's condition." At this point she holds little hope that killing the decapus would have solved any of those issues.

Arriving at Spivey's, she tries to fix her posture into something more normal. "We killed a half-fiend in the basement that might have been responsible for some of the corruption around here. It seems he was an avid worshipper of Pazuzu. Unfortunately he was guarding a statuette, and when I carelessly picked it up to examine it..." She gestures down at her legs. "They no longer seem to work properly. I can barely walk. We destroyed the statuette immediately, but the effect seems to linger."

"Would Desna by chance have granted you any ability to remove curses? I apologize to once again be asking favors of you, but I don't think I can continue exploring like this."

Teruko slowly walks out of the tunnel, looking pained. "At least now we know. It's strange that we haven't found any signs of any vaults yet, let alone a secret third one. I would have expected those to be in the basement." She bites her lip. "There's still much of the castle we haven't explored. Perhaps the vaults are on the first floor, or the second. For now I would like to see if we can remove this weight, and maybe check if Ameiko's condition changed when we killed the decapus."

Teruko waits eagerly for the statue to be destroyed, only to be disappointed when the strange weight still lingers. "I don't recall Ameiko saying anything about this type of pressure, nor was she moving any slower than usual before she passed out. Whatever curse this is, I don't think it has anything to do with her condition." She grimaces. "I can walk, but I'll be slow."

Fine with exploring the northern cavern.

Fair enough. Now she has an additional reason to set it down and advocate for destroying it as in her post. (I'll edit in a little flavor to that regard.)

As for speed, if the effect reduces speed to 15ft, (half of 30ft which is normal speed for most creatures), then I'd be inclined to say say Teruko's speed is now 10ft (half of 20ft, which is her normal speed.) I don't have any source for that though, so if you think 5ft is more reasonable that's fine with me.

Can she set the statue down?

By posting time Teruko would be the first to trigger any curses caused by handling the statue. She did try to identify it after all. That being said, now that she knows what it does she would prefer to destroy it rather than carry it.

"If you think it might provide some useful knowledge, I have no objection to you studying the remnants of the egg. Just be wary; demonic corruption can be very subtle." Teruko gives the statue of Pazuzu a disdainful look. "As demonstrated by that statue. Any artifact that only assists the worshipers of a demon is not one that deserves to exist in this world. We should destroy it before we move on."

While examining it Teruko picks up the statue, only to freeze and immediately set it down. "It's...heavy. Very heavy." She slowly moves forward a few steps but seems to be struggling. "I still feel like I'm carrying it. Like it's pushing me down into the ground. We should definitely destroy it. Or, if we cannot, then I will carry it to Spivey so she can destroy it. No one else should touch it. It might be cursed."

I'd assume with that warning both Andochtuir and Riftun examined it from a distance and are therefore not cursed.

Teruko shivers as she sees the pulsing objects. "Remnants of the egg from which the decapus spawned. There's still a...taint, for lack of a better word, present in the shards. A demonologist would no doubt find them interesting." She shivers again. "Personally however I can't imagine touching them."

Her attention goes to the treasure hoard, and as usual is first captured by the jewelry. She picks up a particularly vibrant beaded necklace and studies it carefully. "My mother had some pieces like this. Quite valuable, although a bit old-fashioned. The stones would need to be reset before anyone today would wear them."

Eventually she turns away from the jewelry to the items radiating magical auras. Many of them she's not experienced enough to identify, but she pulls out a few. "A wayfinder, a lantern of hidden light, and..." Her brow furrows as she pulls a small disc out of the pile. "Another disc with a tranmutation aura. Other than the design being of a moon rather than a sun, it's identical to the one Kikonu held. We'll have to bring them to Koya's attention later. Perhaps she can puzzle out their intended use."

Teruko also accepts Andochtuir's help in getting down to the lower level of the cave. Suppressing her natural disgust, she moves close enough to the decapus to pick up the wand and examine it. A few seconds later she shakes her head. "I still have no idea what type of spell this casts, other than a powerful one. Riftun, do you have any insights? Either way we should hang onto it for now."

With the wand secured Teruko turns her attention to helping Andochtuir heal everyone. They could go back to Spivey, but she would much rather finish exploring this part of the castle as quickly as possible.

"You were indeed brilliant Torra. Without your aptitude for stone I don't think we could have won. As for you, Yuto, no need to apologize. If anyone should it's me, for using Andochtuir's scroll without asking."

Spellcraft: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (6) + 6 = 12 Nope.

CLW Riftun: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (8) + 1 = 9
CLW Teruko: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 1 = 7
CLW Yuto: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 = 2
CLW Yuto: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4
CLW Yuto: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (7) + 1 = 8
CLW Andochtuir: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5
CLW Andochtuir: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (7) + 1 = 8
CLW Torra: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 1 = 6
CLW Riftun: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4

Riftun: HP 16/19
Teruko: HP 18/21
Yuto: HP 28/31
Andochtuir: HP 27/27
Torra: HP 31/31

Rolling for everyone, but I figure we'd split the wand charges if Andochtuir's okay with it. (-5 from his, -4 from Teruko's)

All good. I just read that, reread my post, and went "Oh yeah, that could be seen as dismissing what everyone else did." So I thought I'd clear things up just in case.

Reading Andochtuir's OOC remark, I realize how my post could be misconstrued. Teruko's comment about "one blow" was meant to insinuate suspicion about how quickly the decapus had died. (Particularly given its proven innate ability to cast illusions.) Neither she nor I plans to ignore how awesome Torra was in this fight.

Teruko can hardly believe it. The creature, so menacing a moment before, fell to one blow from Andochtuir's fauchard. "Check the body! We know it could cast illusions." Following her own advice, she casts Detect Magic as she looks at where the corpse fell.

(Does she think the decapus is playing dead? No. Is she willing to take the chance? Also no.)

Teruko nods, unsure whether Riftun can see it or not. Her hands glow as she calls upon her magic to heal the worst of Yuto's injuries. "Of course."

Once Yuto is healed, she moves off to one side. Depending on which spells the half-fiend knows, it might be best to not all be clumped together as a group.

CLW: 1d8 + 3 ⇒ (4) + 3 = 7

Hopefully you don't mind me using the scroll anyway, but giving someone other than Torra the ability to do damage seemed important. (Torra's awesome, but that's a lot to ask of one character.)

K. Arcana: 1d20 + 8 + 1d8 ⇒ (1) + 8 + (1) = 10

Teruko shakes her head, confused. From her angle she can't really see what hit Yuto, but it was clearly bad. "Ranged capabilities indeed. Andochtuir, I hope you don't mind me using your scroll anyway, but I think we need options right now."

"I'll heal you soon Yuto, I promise." She touches the longbow on his back and reads the scroll aloud. "But now you can attack it, flying or no."

Casting Magic Weapon on Yuto's composite longbow. That weapon gains a +1 enhancement bonus on attack and damage rolls.

K. Dungeoneering: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (19) + 8 = 27
K. Planes: 1d20 + 8 + 1d8 ⇒ (13) + 8 + (1) = 22
K. Arcana: 1d20 + 8 + 1d8 ⇒ (1) + 8 + (2) = 11

Teruko looks up at the decapus, something niggling at the back of her mind. Riftun was right about the creature's capabilities, but there was something...

As the darkness crashes over her, she realizes what he'd forgotten to mention. "Half-fiends can sometimes unleash unholy magics as part of their nature-" Seeing Riftun laying on the ground makes her lose her train of thought before she can identify the particular spell cast. Instead she focuses on healing him as quickly as she can.

With Riftun back on his feet, (or at least conscious), she starts digging through her belt pouch. "Andochtuir! If you stay close enough I can apply magic to your weapon!"

CLW, Riftun: 1d8 + 3 ⇒ (6) + 3 = 9

Magic Weapon has a range of touch. If Andochtuir's close enough she'll move up to him and cast it next round.