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You procede down the steps into a long hall which is littered with shards of glass. It stretches into the darkness. Five-foot-deep alcoves are set into the walls on either side at five-foot intervals. Large, empty wooded frames hang in each niche, with bits of shattered mirror clinging to their edges like broken teeth in gaping mouthes. The frames bear ornate carvings of ghoulish faces and demonic forms.
Dron begins to walk around the left hand wall, but decides to wait for the other warriors.
Vilya giggles, pointing to the mirrors.
"Look, they're all broken. Shame. The faces are all smiling."
Her voice drips with sarcasm.
"Perhaps, the reflection they showed was not acceptable to the viewer."
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As you pass down the hall, you note that the frame hanging in each alcove appears to be unique. One is carved with daisy flowers, another with roses, and still another with the feathers of some bird. Two unbroken mirrors hang just ahead on your right and left. Mirrors like these two are clearly the source of the glass covering the floor. A clear mirror framed with wooden carvings of dolphins and fish hangs in a niche on the north side of the wall, and a cloudy mirror with ghoulish faces hangs over the flat sections of the wall where it seems a niche would normally be.
"I say we smash the mirrors. Good sport that. What you say, Mog?"
"And what if something was living in the niches behind the broken mirrors? Something that still lives behind these. A battle avoided is a battle won."
"And who's to say that not smashing the mirrors will avoid the battle that you fear fighting, hmmm?
Kaldren moves beside his half sister, "perhapse we should study these before we destroy or dismiss them. Ontdek magisch"
"There we go again with studying." Toranaga draws his sword as a precaution.
"And what if something was living in the niches behind the broken mirrors? Something that still lives behind these. A battle avoided is a battle won."
"Stupid. Fight or die. Not miss fight!" Shouts the warrior priest of a Battle Lord.
"That's the spirit, Dron."
"Fine. Lead on, then. I'll cover you. Just remember what happened to our cleric in our last battle. We only have so many potions."
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As Kaldren casts about with his magic, those looking in the direction of the cloudy mirror see that it does not look right. The surface of the mirror appears rough rather than smooth, and a similar roughness appears on the wall behind it. As you watch, you think you see slight movement in the wall and the mirror hanging on it. It's almost imperceptibly slow pulse or sway.
At that moment of understanding that whats in front of you is not what it seems to be lashing pseudopods emerge from the cloudy mirror, reaching for you....
Dron sees something flicker out the corner of his eye and starts to turn towards the new enemy.
Vilya is quite distracted by something shiny on the floor.
Kaldren hefts his magic spear and prepares to fight.
Triska pulls back on her bow, preparing to let fly an arrow at whatever the thing in the mirror is.
Atk, Dmg, Rapid Assault Dmg (1d20+3=15, 1d10+3=4, 1d6=3)
"For my ancestors!" Toranaga moves to flank the monster. He brings down his sword in a rapid slicing motion.
Dron slices at the monster....
Attacks the first tentacle near him (1d20+5=8, 2d6+6=12)
...and misses.
Carefully aiming, Triska looses her arrow at the tentacle oozing out of the mirror.
Attack (1d20+5=20); Damage (1d6+1=2)
"Magisch pantser" Kaldren invokes the words of power to cast a protective arua around himself and prepares to fight defensively.
[ooc]Cast mage armor[ooc]
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Combat round 1
Triska takes careful aim and lets fly one of her deadly arrows hitting the creature. 4 pts dam. Following the arrow in Dron attacks but misses as the arms of this thing move out of the way. You still have no idea what this thing is but it looks like the mirror has arms and is attacking. Toranaga attacks successfully hitting the creature making a loud sucking sound as the sword hits it and sticking to it. 7 pts dam. The Shoanti sorcerer casts his arms about and says "Magisch pantser" while throwing out a piece of leather that disappears instantly, a shimmering light surrounds the sorcerer.
The monster takes a swipe at Toranaga and misses with one arm but is close enough with the other with the stuck sword in it to hit. 11 pts dam.
Vilya pounces on the indescribable, tentacled thing. Her first strike digs deep into a tentacle, but her follow-up swing misses by a wide margin.
"What is this THING?"
Kaldren stabs at the creature with no effect.
Magic Spear Attack (1d20+1=2)
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Vilya pounces on the indescribable, tentacled thing. Her first strike digs deep into a tentacle, but her follow-up swing misses by a wide margin.
"What is this THING?"
The monster moans as it is hit by Vilya's blade but quickly recovers enough to attack Toranaga successfully pulling the big warrior to it in what looks like some wrestling move.
Dron's attack = 18, Damage = 8
The half-orc steps up to slash at the arm holding Toranaga with a roar.
Attack Roll in Lieu of Grapple Check (1d20+3=21)
Toranaga pulls his sword free and and strikes for the mirror from which the tentacles are emanating.
Kaldren thrusts at the monster with his spear again this time cursing the so called magical weapon.
Triska maneuvers around, trying to get a clean shot at the creature among the press of bodies surrounding it, before loosing another arrow.
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The monster wails as it takes hits from all sides. Triska moves to a good location to fire her bow and lets loose one of her deadly arrows just missing the creature. The half orc moves in and attacks hitting the creature and doing damage to it but now his sword is stuck fast to the creature. Toranaga attacks again even though he is still stuck to the creature but he was able to get his sword free and hits the thing again doing more damage. A spear thrusts in but misses as Kaldren tries to help with the monster.
Atk, Dmg (1d20+3=14, 1d10+3=7)
"Release me!" Toranaga hacks the tentacles.
Dron pulls at the greatsword in anger.
"Tentacle this!"
Triska fires another arrow, but the press of bodies around the creature spoils her aim, and she curses as her shot misses.
As the tentacle hits, Dron sways about in its grasp.
Dron calls out loud, "Gorum, take me!" and swings his sword for all he is worth at the tentacle.
As the sword bites in, the half-orc collapses in a heap, his sword stuck.
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Dron calls out loud, "Gorum, take me!" and swings his sword for all he is worth at the tentacle.
As the sword bites in, the half-orc collapses in a heap, his sword stuck.
Triska's arrow flies into the wall missing the beastie. Dron's attack hits the creature and shatters the mirror to pieces, the arms coming out of the thing lay against the wall not moving, all is quiet now.......
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