
Xabulba |

As you search the rest of the cell you notice the coins on the table are stamped with your likenesses.
The inner cell door is locked, DC 25 to open.
Amael (Uriel) is MIA in several games and no one is sure what happened or if he will be back. I hope he is fine but we will continue on without him for now.
AS you look over the room more throughly every suddenly notice the Ureil is not there.

Ferdinand Salatic |

"I don't think this is legal tender."
Ferdinand continues as he kneels down before the lock. "So, let's take stock. We got magical goods the same as our old gear in every meaningful way, a dragonshard the size of my head containing Host-knows-what, a skull on a stick, and gold coins that make us look like vain counterfeiters if we tried to spend them. This better be a fever dream, or I'd call this a waste of our time."
Theivery: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (8) + 12 = 20

Malick |

"You'd better take these."
Malick hands over the lockpicks again and stashes the dragonshard into his own backpack. As he rummages, his hand closes on Blondie's amulet and he hauls it out to take yet another look at the thing.
"Not just any dragonshard, Ferdinand. This one has pretty visions and I don't reckon any of us want to watch it for long. The skull - who knows. We've seen plenty. Coins - maybe Rennick's right about that. Whereabouts would you say we broke down the wall the last time? Anyone remember?"

Xabulba |

Rennik I belive Malick's lockpicks give you a +2 bonus, so you would have made the roll.
The lock pops open and the door slowly swings open disturbing the webs inside.
Nothing happens for a few moments before the web wrapped body twitches and shakes before splitting open. A hoard of spiders spill out and begin running everywhere.
As the group is stomping and swatting the spider a larger figure literary snakes its way from the web cocoon. A mummified yaun-ti slithers out of the cocoon and draws its self up to its full height of 9 feet.
It looks you over as its tongue flickers smelling you as well.
He focuses on Malick and hisses, "The prize it belongs to me. Give it to me and I shall let you leave. Refuse and I shall feast on your liver. I am quite hungry, decide quickly."

Typhus Aurelius |

"Perhaps we should give it back to him... I would be amused to see what an undead monstrosity from a vile race would reshape the world into. On the other hand, we could use it, too. I have always desired to see what the world would look like if everyone had heads that split open to reveal rows and rows of teeth. And tentacles, of course the tentacles..."

Xabulba |

"Your petty oaths to the usurper god mean little to a follower of the true god."
The abomination looks at Typhus, "I see that one amongst you has the vision to see the master’s goals. Join me visionary and your merest desire will be fulfilled you will have armies of toothy tentacled slaves to torment.”

Malick |

"Typhus, you might want to factor in the whole "being dead" thing when making your decision. I'd find that a deterrent personally."
He nods at the yuan-ti. "I realise that could be considered offensive, but you know, it's been a long day. My manners aren't at their best right now."

Typhus Aurelius |

"Alas, you have the wrong of it: I do not seek slaves to torment. I see brothers and sisters of the glorious chaos to build the perfect world. Caiphon smiles upon the perfect randomness of it all. Slavery, torment, these are the words of weak tyrants who fear the maelstrom and know not the true path of knowledge. I will stay with my companions; they are far better at sowing chaos than you have shown yourself to be...
I mean, really. Spiders? Cliched and old when the Dark Ones first drew this world from the ooze to see what madness life itself can wreak. Spiders..."

Malick |

I will stay with my companions; they are far better at sowing chaos than you have shown yourself to be...
"I'm flattered. Now let's deal with this dead snake and leave."
Malick looks at the skull on a stick and considers. "How about you, friend, wanting out of here?"

Xabulba |

The angered palidin lays down a masive smite on the mummified snake. The smite tears open its desaccated hide spilling sand and dust about the cell. But all is not good as Ragna moves to the far side of the cell she opens her defenses enough for the yaun-ti to make a opportunity attack.
Aspahatama OA attack vs ac, 1d20 + 22 ⇒ (15) + 22 = 37, damage = 2d6 + 8 ⇒ (6, 2) + 8 = 16
Ferdinand is up.

Typhus Aurelius |

"I was beginning to wonder if traveling with Typhus had tainted me, but apparently I still walk strong in the light of the flame."
"I do not Taint, Oh Servant of Silver Light. I do however plant the seeds of chaos while you sleep and wait for the tree of tentacled mutation to take root in your brain stem, which you will water with violence and rage. I am a gardener of Chaos. The Light of Caiphon will nourish your conversion."

Ferdinand Salatic |

"Hey, people! Less talking, more stabbing!" Ferdinand moves forward and throws his spear at the snake-man.
Move to D4 and use Magic Weapon on it(allies adjacent to be get +1 attack, +3 damage, weapons gain Brutal 1): 1d20 + 18 ⇒ (18) + 18 = 361d8 + 8 ⇒ (8) + 8 = 16

Xabulba |

More dust flies as Ferdinand successfully spears the mummy.
<Flint and Malick get +1 attack, +3 damage, weapons gain Brutal 1 untill end of Ferdinand's next turn>
<The bars (marked by the green rectangles) can't be moved through and act as partial cover. The cell doors can be opened or closed and locked on a DC25. They also have the same properties as the bars.>
Ragna
Ferdinand
Flint
Aspahatama
Typhus
Rennik
Malick