Barret smiles for a moment before he lets the rage come over him. His claws extend and his eyes turn red as before. He looks around at the group and then rushes the animated straitjacket. He lashes out with a single claw at it.
Tre retreats away from the straight jacket and out of the door, watching to see if his last spell had caused damage or not.
Dillan will hold his actions till the other melee combatants have a chance to act...once they do he will draw his shortsword and move to a location hopefully allowing him to flank without provoking any AoO's.
Shortsword and for damage.
Sorin fires a regular arrow at the straitjacket and then steps back to allow the melee combatants to strike at it.
To confirm crit (again not including flanking if that was possible).
Shortsword and possible additional damage
Merian rushes forward, attempting to position herself between the straitjacket and her less-fortified allies as she strikes with her blade.
As Tre looks on seeing his spells have no effect, he moves up behind Dillan speaking into his ear, "You may feel some magic entering you in a minute, it will aid your reactions, mental strength and body, don't worry its all good." Tre then speaks words of elven power as a blue light transfers from his finger to Dillan's body.
Merian makes another attempt to hack into the jacket, trying to take advantage of the thing's focus on Dillan.
Sorin calls out, "Forces of life, bring aid to my allies in this fight against the dead!" You feel a surge of positive energy enter you, bring confidence that whatever the creature is, you will soon overcome it. Sorin switches to his longspear.
AC 15, touch 12, flat-footed 13. . (+3 armor, +2 Dex)
HP 19/19
Melee Longspear +0 (1d8-1/20/x3)
Spells 4/5 1st level available
Effects bless
Dillan attacks again from a comfortable flanking position...
Shortsword and for damage (included sneak attack from the flank).
Barret will lash out with both claws this time.
Sorin moves to where he can poke at the straitjacket from a safe distance with his spear.
Merian attempts to finish the possessed jacket off with one last swing of her blade.
Barret continues to lay into the animated object with his razor sharp claws.
"Ouch, that thing really got a hold of you Dillan. Come here so I can take a look at it." Sorin looks over the bruises and crushed bones where the straitjacket wrapped itself around the half-elf. This looks pretty nasty and we need Dillan to get through here. He takes his hands and moves them over the damaged bones. "Hang on Dillan, this is going to hurt a little, but then it will be better."
"Those wounds were pretty bad Dillan. This should be better. I can take care of the rest if you'd like."
AC 15, touch 12, flat-footed 13. . (+3 armor, +2 Dex)
hp 19/19
Spells 2/5 1st level available
Merian nods, looking satisfied. "It's only the beginning, but it's a start," she comments. After assuring herself that Dillan is being cared for, she begins poking through the heaped cloths in case anything of interest should catch her eye.
The rogue almost drops his blade as the animating clothing stops; the pain evident on his face and body. "I don't think i'm going to want to be wearing anything from this place." He smirks at his own humor, nods at Sorins' words and stumbles over to him, "Ya know its because of things like this i've always avoided these kinds of places." His smile lightens a bit more as he feels the healing energies wash over him.
HP 11 of 13
"You know," The rogue pauses, "There is another option to all of this I think we have overlooked." Dillan places his sword back in its scabbard, "We could just burn the place." He smiles, "I mean that should at least take care of the clothes attacking us."
Tre sighs a small sigh of relief, as the straightjacket's animation ceases and it lies in tatters upon the floor. He smiles seeing Sorin using her magic towards his friend, watching his wounds close up, yet his face plainly shows the shock at Dillan's suggestion. "No Dillan, just firing the physical structures won't remove the evil that is trapped here, doing that might even feed the malice and free its spirits to even greater evil acts. No I can't allow that, really not a course of action to follow."
"I want to agree with Dillan, but Tre makes a good point. It would not help the cause. And besides, Dillan survived alright. We can handle whatever this place throws at us." Barret says after his rage leaves him.
"Should we try that door to the north then? Or would you rather start working our way to the east? Think I'll suggest north to limit the chances of something creeping in behind us."
Dillan nods and moves to the next door...
Traps
Perception for noise +4= 21 vs conversations, finding traps, concealed or secret objects
And if there were traps their removal
Tre stands next to Sorin, watching Dillan's hands move quickly and expertly across the door.
Sorin's mouth twists, "I'd hate to see what sort of ghosts might remain in here. Through the door to the east?"
Returning back through the door, finding themselves back n the corridor, Tre points to the double doors to the north, "This might be interesting, double doors into what I wonder? If it were a noble house in Caliphas, they would lead to a magnificent ballroom, with a band playing on high, looking down on the happy revelers dancing their souls out. Oh, those were the days...." his voice trails off wistfully.
Merian feels... something... in the air. A building tension, maybe. Part of her wants to dismiss it as battle nerves, but she nonetheless tightens her grip on her shield, and the first syllables of a protective prayer hover on her lips.
Dillan moves to the double doors and begins his examination...
Traps
Perception for noise +4= 18 vs conversations, finding traps, concealed or secret objects
And if there were traps their removal
"OK," The rogue swallows; the sound almost seems to echo in here, "Clothing is one thing, but surgical tools or some spectre that is well...half a body." Dillan silently steps to the side, "I gladly offer the first step into this room to someone else." The rogues hand drops to the hilt of his blade.
Barret shrugs as Dillan shows his hesitation about going into the room. He steps past the rogue and starts exploring the room.
Sorin moves in behind Barret. Bow and nocked arrow held loosely in readiness. He looks around the room for evidence of more ghosts or threats, especially sharp objects and nasty looking bottles.
Merian follows Barret as well, happy to stand between any potential harm in the room and Dillan and Tre. He's probably right, though, she thinks, the sense of tension still gnawing at her.
Tre follows in, a spell to make any undead feel his growing tension inside.