Perception
Hiding around the corner. I can see them, but they can't see me...
Still here but you can't see me. :- I'm that good at hiding.
"Stop," Asasha whispers, "I think i've found something, possibly a trap of some sort."
With that Asasha kneels down (carefully avoiding the wire) and inspects it. "I hope this works." she mutters to herself as some sort of tools materialise in her hand as if from nowhere.
Disable Device:
Well looks like who ever we are following didn't want visitors.
Kyth says as he pushes a strand of hair out of his face.
Since they took the time to leave us presents I think its only fair that we bring them a few of our own.
Tempest's light begins pulsing with a dark red light nearly black.
"Our path lies before us, however there may be further hidden dangers here, Kyth. Caution is warranted here."
I have no intention of letting my guard down in a place like this.
True, but its always better to be more careful than hotheaded. Many people have died just because of rushing ahead or not thinking beforehand. Whoever it was, he was expecting something or he does not take any risk... admirable, but dangerous for us. We need to be more cautious, since who knows what lies ahead of us and most of all, let us hope that children all still fine
You should listen to them they know more than you, master.
Kyth hears in his mind. As Tempest speaks in it's otherworldly whisper quiet yet as loud as booming as thunder at the same time.
"Thanks for the vote of confidence."
I am only trying to help.
"Sure you are."
He replies mentally silencing Tempest's voice in his mind. During this conversation Kyth's iris take on a strange reddish glow and returns to normal after he is done.
"Why take the children in the first place? Also why keep them alive this long, are they to be sacrificed at a certain time?"
Well we won't find out hanging around here.
Asasha continues making her way carefully down the passageway, straining her senses to the fullest.
Zariah remains quiet, staying towards the middle of the group as they make their way down the passage way.
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Well we won't find out hanging around here.
Asasha continues making her way carefully down the passageway, straining her senses to the fullest.
1d20 +4
Hey Kitty-Kat, come look at this. Asasha quietly whispers to Katallin, indicating some strage scratch marks on the wall.
Six toed rats? I've heard of six toed cats before. Or is it something else? The Great Katalin says as he looks at the scratch marks.
Shol'a'Saul approaches the wall quietly and examines the scratch marks without a word, trying to determine the origin of the creature who made the slash marks.
"How odd...these marks were made by something mechanical, a construct perhaps?"
"A construct? So are we fighting wererats or something else? I guess we'll find out when. Ever we meet it."
Initiative
Moving closer to Shol´a´Saul and asking what he meant by that Mechanical Construct? hm.. That is odd, never heard of something like that
"Neither have I, I wonder what it means."
Initiative:
Initiative
Knowledge Arcane:
Kyth tries to remember if he has heard anything about constructs before.
Initiative
Zariah uncouls the whip under her cloak.
Init:
Initiative:
Ludi's Initiative:
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One by one, strange small light start to blink down the tunnel, at the floor level and scattered. There are six of them and they seem to be far down the corridor. Faint scratching sounds suddenly announce scattering of the lights, which is promptly followed by the strange acidic smell. For an instant, lights shine brightly - and then dots of red light just surge towards you, hitting some of you in the chests and making your hearts skip painfully.
Shaking off the light wound, The Great Katallin raises his sword and rushes after the closest light, with his sword lifted high over head, he brings it crashing down:
I will charge if I can, so add +2 if I can charge.
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Current HP: 10/12
Galrian touches his chest after the hit of magic missiles and look down to tunnel, where it came from.
Muttering voice and giving his prayer to Shelyn Guide his arrows and bless his arms
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Katalin rushes at the light in the dark and his sword strikes at it, but he is now near enough to see what he is attacking and he recoils in surprise and misses his target. A large meaty human head scrambles on the floor born on six steel legs that end in sharp points. One large cyclopsean glass eye is riveted to the rotting forehead and it glitters menacingly. Several sprockets, leavers and pieces of iron wire complete the weird monstrosity.
Shol'a'saul face pales when she notices the monstrosity, which causes her face to take on an eerie shade of purple. She mutters an epithat in Elvish, and tries to recall any such knowledge of this creature.
Once she has studied it, she readies her Evil Eye hex, and focuses the effects on it, causing its blows to be misdirected.