Braelex backpedals, tossing three grenades in rapid succession, careful to exclude Relan from their blasts. The bombs explode with a fiery triple-thud, like a fireworks finale.
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Bleeding from three sources and down 7 con Relan feels like he has to fight defensively. He uses the Blessing of Ferver to increase his touch AC by 2 and combat expertise to add another 3 for a touch AC of 15 He then fights defensively for another 3 points of touch AC for a total of 18
Still power attacking he attacks the creature that he believes is the weakest, stepping back 5 to do so if needed.
Seeing Relan in trouble Nalar casts scorching ray, firing a pair of burning rays at one if the mists attacking the fighter.
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Braelex shreds the mists with a serious of shaped explosions and they scream and hiss as several of them discorporate, the smell of boiled blood heavy in the air.
Nalar annihilates the remaining mist attacking Relan and just misses a second one.
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Vuloo will channel postive energy in an attempt to destroy the undead.
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Braelex tosses another bomb each at the two remaining creatures.
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Vuloo channels energy but it appears to have no effect on the mists.
They retaliate attacking the oracles and the alchemist.
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Braelex strikes both mists, incinerating the southern one and burning the northern one badly.
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He takes a 5' step from the mist and heals himself.
He casts chord of shards on the mist.
DC 15 ref negates
Nalar moves to get a better view of the room, unleashing a barrage of magic missiles at the mist.
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Protection From Evil Communal
Mirror Image (2)
Create Pit
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Heroism
Dispel Magic (2)
Displacement
Magic Circle Against Evil
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Relan, taking the +2 to hit and AC, moves to attack the mist creature, flanking with Braelex. He maintains his combat expertise but drops fighting defensively.
The warrior steps in an ends the battle with a quick stroke and an explosion of blood mist.
Nalar steps into the room, looking around cautiously. "That was unexpected." He says moving over examine the magic pot.
Nalar identifies the pot as containing marvelous pigments.
Nalar holds up the pot. "Fascinating sadly I have little talent for art." He says, handing the pot off to Relan. "I assume you'll be wanting to hold on to this."
Unsteadily Relan takes the pot. He is still bleeding from a horrendous wound.
But has he bleeds enough for the life link to take effect his wound closes. Still he looks while and feeble and, well, drained.
Vuloo will cast lesser restoration on Relan three times and then once on himself.
"So, why do you assume Relan is the only artistic one here? We halflings are renown for our artwork, you know."
Shaking his head, he peers down the unexplored hallway.
Braelex looks a little pale after the fight with the blood mists. At least more pale than her new body already was.
Breathing easier the color returns to Relan's face. That was uncomfortable. he says as he ponders the paint bottle in his hand. What might we do with this? He looks about for anything else worth investigating.
Vuloo looks down the dark hallway to the east, the room beyond beckoning and foreboding at the same time.
Those with darkvision or low light can see beyond
Braelex grimaces, staring down the hallway. "So dark, ugh... how do humans get through life being so blinded?"
Nalar slides up to Braelex, a smug smile on his face as he wraps an arm around her shoulders. "Well, what we humans lack in senses we make up in gifts." He says as he holds out a hand, a gold piece in his fingers. With a slight motion the gold piece begins to shine like a torch. "Like so." With a chuckle he hands the piece to Braelex.
Vuloo casts lessor restoration on Braelex. "We must find a method to restore you to your previous self. I've had my fill of images of Sorshen."
Vuloo will then cast his own light spell and will walk into the room. He checks the room for any signs of danger before moving closer to study the mural. "Well this is more on theme for Sorshen."
Andel will also study the mural.
With light, anyone can read the spoiler above now.
Nalar looks Braelex up and down as Vuloo restores her. "I don't know, I rather like it. You wear the look quite well." As he looks away from her and examines the wall his expression becomes a grimace. "Well this is, morbid. Any idea what it's supposed to be depicting, with all that blood the only thing that comes to mind is vampire orgy." He says before tapping his chin thoughtfully. "Though I wouldn't put it past Sorshen, seems right up her alley."
Braelex blushes, something you can't imagine Sorshen would ever do. "Umm, well... she was quite pretty." After she looks up at the depiction. "But she was also deeply disturbed, obviously."
Vuloo detects magic on the mural and studies is closely to determine if it has any hidden information. "I believe the depicted pyramid is the same one that serves as the base for Castle Korvosa in the city of Korvosa. I wonder what the significance is?" He turns to the maidens, "Does it mean anything to you?"
"Very much so." Nalar says, nodding in agreement with Braelex, casting Detect Magic on the room just to be safe. With a bit of willpower he resists ogling the lewd mural as he scans.
As the party gets closer to the mural to study it, the room wavers for a moment, the hallway behind them filling with mist and then becoming a wall.
Stepping out of three of the walls are emaciated figures, nearly skeletal with thin leathery skin draped tightly over their bodies. A reddish slime covers their skin and sizzles where it drips on the ground. They carry wicked looking polearms that brandish as they step forward.
Suddenly they pause and drop to their knees, heads bowed, one speaking in a voice like whispered silk.
"My lady Sorshen, why would you spring the trap without using the pass phrase. Do you wish to release us?"
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Braelex frowns at the demons. "Centuries in stasis have frazzled my memory, apparently. This place has fallen into disarray in my absence. I have no further use of you, but what did I set you here to defend?"
Relan pockets the points for now pointing out the obvious use of I guess we could paint a door or passage if we need to pass through a wall. We could even finish some of this stone work if we needed to.
Relan stands with his own pole arm ready in a defensive position in front of Braelex.
Vuloo attempts to assist Braelex. "Yes, mighty Sorshen, I'm sure these faithful defenders will remind us."
Andel will also attempt to assist.
Nalar puffs up in mock indignation. "How bold, to address the mistress so openly." With a sigh he turns to Braelex, pretending to look at her with adoration. "But I am sure our most wondrous, radiant and beautiful mistress shall be merciful given the circumstances."
The demons listen to Braelex for a moment and stare at her with unreadable macabre expressions. The same one speaks again, "That is appropriate, that you release us then, my Lady. You set us here to guard the location of your body during stasis. To only allow those with the pass phrase, those that would know to come here to find where you rest when it was time to wake you ... I see they found you without needing to come here."
And with a nod of his head he disappears, the other two following suit shortly thereafter.
Andel immediately begins to take a rubbing of the carving using several pieces of parchment to get it all.
Braelex arches an eyebrow and grins after the demons depart. "Huh, it actually worked!"