Brilliant energy drops from above scorching the creature in flames. the flames warm the Boaster.
Brilliant energy drops from above scorching the creature in flames. the flames warm the Boaster.
NaDarr shifts a step back and unleashes a Sacred Flame that neatly demolishes his zombie assailant as well as aiding Richard.
The Wight responds by unleashing a claw attack on Richard
Graz shoot two arrows at the wight.
Graz shoot two arrows at the wight.
First arrow catches the wight almost sending it sprawling but as a result the second misses.
Sure Strike, 1d20+12=17 vs W AC, 1d10+2=11 damage to W
Though reeling from the Wight's last attack, Richard utilizes the flanking to ensure his greatsword lands.
Though reeling from the Wight's last attack, Richard utilizes the flanking to ensure his greatsword lands.
The wight blinks... it looks down in confusion before looking back at Richard as its body slowly slides apart its legs remain upright for almost avfew seconds as the rest of its upper body slides to the floor next to Nass as both begin to decay so rapidly its almost as if it was aging a century for every moment you all look upon it.
Finally it disappears as behind you another of the three bars blocking the door that seals away the interior of this "Test" grinds its way open.The sound has barely ebbed away when the door to the south crashes to the floor with a peal of thunder that almost deafens you...
Richard:
NaDarr studies the door with four bars on it. "if three of them have opened, how many are left?
Richard bends down and picks up something that he saw fall from the wight after striking it down. He then shows the rest of the party.
Nass wonders around while the group gets them selves rested after the combat. He watches as Richard picks something up and heads to that direction "What do we have here?"
Richard bends down and picks up something that he saw fall from the wight after striking it down. He then shows the rest of the party.
"Here, let me take a look at that." Havelock grabs the broach and holds it up to the light.
"Here, let me take a look at that." Havelock grabs the broach and holds it up to the light.
1d20+9=24
Havelock only:
"Let's go this way," Richard points towards the unexplored area.
"Yes, let's. Oh, and that clasp allows you to reuse some of the less-strenuous tricks you know a second time in a fight, but you can't use it for the rest of the day."
"Havelock, you keep the magical clasp, we could use some of your more powerful spells fighting these undead."
"Havelock, you keep the magical clasp, we could use some of your more powerful spells fighting these undead."
"Alright."
1d20+2=16
Havelock only:
A strange wind howls through the entry chamber coming straight out of the now opened room at the southern end the light flickers momentarily but as the wind dies you're left looking at your next destination.
1d20+5=6 Though he can barely see passed the open door NaDarr looks to The Boastful.
Ha! I beat you!
The southern door now lies on the floor its release revealed a corridor leading into a chamber which is lt by a succession of torches that as far as you can tell lit after the door hit the ground.
There are torches on both sides of the corridor and look like there are more inside the chamber.
"This looks familiar, I think we just traveled this didn't we?" With no other paths presenting themselves NaDarr waits for everyone's nod of ready. The dragonborn strolls into the room behind Richard, but positions himself at the corner of the corridor
Havelock stays in the back.
I will be posting less frequently, but will be reading and hope to be back to a schedule soon.
Heading into the corridor the chamber before you is similarly illuminated as what you witness in the corridor the walls on either side of the corridor are adorned with a mural depicting paired warrios walking side by side as if in battle save their weapons aren't drawn before you in the chamber there is a small stone dais sitting upon which is a well carved chest that looks as if left unlocked.
Perception Check for the chest, 1d20+1=15
Richard sheaths his greatsword as he thinks the murals are telling him something and he'll approach the chest slowly.
Richard sheaths his greatsword as he thinks the murals are telling him something and he'll approach the chest slowly.
<CLICK!>
The sound as you take your first cautious step forward freezes you momentarily as something blasts straight past you that you didn't even see what it was even though you did hear!
"So, traps. Excuse me for a few minutes." With that, Havelock leaves the room, leaving the rest of you in darkness.
Richard backs straight out slowly trying to retrace his footsteps, realizing that Havelock has devised a more intelligent plan.
"So, traps. Excuse me for a few minutes." With that, Havelock leaves the room, leaving the rest of you in darkness.
Havelock walks back into the entry chamber narrowly avoiding tripping on the shattered door that fell to the ground a short while ago.
There's a dull rumble as what sounds like thunder reverberates into the chamber.
Looking up there seems no reason why the foul weather would echoe so well inside this chamber as all of a sudden a section almost above the middle of the chamber breaks through the panel covering what looks like an air shaft.
The panel hits the floor and shatters as two figures struggling atop the remains eventually roll apart from each other.
One of thema shifter gets immediately to their feet and looks ready to continue fight whilst the other an elf simply brushes his clothing and stands up before glancing above.
Another figure who looks human is holding onto the end of a rope that passes out of sight in the now revealed air shaft looks down at you weakly.
"A hand... anyone?" the figure asks as the opening above suddenly slams shut cutting the piece of rope the figure was holding onto and he lands on the ground before you a little dishelvelled but otherwise fine.
Wind crouches low and growls his hand on his sword.
"Damn elf!"
His eyes finally adjusting to the small light in the room he looks around. There were others here, as his eyes began to pick up details he realized they were the other Thrune agents. Slowly standing upright and removing his hand from his hilt he brushes himself off.
"Finally caught up to you. The name is Wind, I was tasked by the Church of the Silver Flame to help you."
Looking up at the now sealed air shaft he cursed silently under his breath.
"By the Flame, tell me you guys know how to get out of here once the mission is complete."