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Arkas, male loresong faen, akashic 2/runethane 1 Arkas aids the party in investigating the temple and in identifying and sharing any treasure.

Arkas, male loresong faen, akashic 2/runethane 1 "A power cyst! This place is a power cyst!" Arkas exclaims excitedly. His expression slowly turns from ecstasy to puzzled bewilderment, then he asks "Now what? Loot the temple and head back for the art festival?"

Arkas, male loresong faen, akashic 2/runethane 1 "Phew! I thought she would never die." Arkas takes a deep breath. Then he examines the altar and the globe and the mountaintop.

Arkas, male loresong faen, akashic 2/runethane 1 "Hurry! Kill the witch!" Arkas dismounts and shoots the witch with his bow. If he can still reach her, Bronwynn will gore the witch. If not, he will wait for someone else to bring her down. Then he will gore her.

Arkas, male loresong faen, akashic 2/runethane 1 Arkas rides Bronwynn to the altar and joins the others in examining the witch (using his vast knowledge, etc., etc.). "She looks like she's going to blow. I do no' think she can take much more o' this. Let's toss her through the trapdoor to her...

Arkas, male loresong faen, akashic 2/runethane 1 Arkas opens his witch bag, takes an acorn-shaped clay item of Mudball, and throws it at our foe. Then he mounts Bronwynn, whom he will ride to the altar of air as soon as time allows. [OOC: Is it possible to grab and throw multiple acorns of...

Arkas, male loresong faen, akashic 2/runethane 1 Arkas stands and shoots at the priestess, crying "Bronwynn, heel." Bronwynn squeals in frustration, but obeys his diminutive master and runs to his side. [OOC: Arkas: HP: 15/20, AC: 19/16 f./14 t.; ranged attack. Bronwynn: HP 25/25, AC: 16/10...

Arkas, male loresong faen, akashic 2/runethane 1 As Arkas reaches the top of the stairs, he steps to the side and fires his bow at the mysterious mad-woman. He orders Bronwynn to attack her as well. Bronwynn squeals as he charges the woman and tries to gore her. [OOC: Arkas: 5-foot step and...

Arkas, male loresong faen, akashic 2/runethane 1 Arkas gives the all clear signal and swings the stone door wide open. Then he whispers "Make haste!" as loudly as he dares and waves the party forward. Without waiting for the rest of the party, Arkas and Bronwynn charge up the stairs. Arkas...

Arkas, male loresong faen, akashic 2/runethane 1 Arkas grabs the subtly carved ring and sticks it on his finger. Then he reaches for the metal ball and puts it in his pocket. “We have no time to study this treasure. These things could come in handy. Everybody grab a trinket or two and prepare...

Arkas, male loresong faen, akashic 2/runethane 1 Arkas whispers for the party to gather around and says (in a whisper), "One can never be too careful. I think that the rest of you should wait and stand here (at the top of our secret staircase) while skilled trapfinders like Matz and myself...

Arkas, male loresong faen, akashic 2/runethane 1 That mojh has an overactive sense of adventure. It's going to get him into trouble some day. Arkas extinguishes his torch. He then joins Matz in the high priestess's chamber, bow at the ready.

Arkas, male loresong faen, akashic 2/runethane 1 Arkas says, "Hey, runes!" and moves forward to examine them. "What do you make of these runes, Clonz? Matz? Eryic, what do you think about all this wind? Is it natural?" Arkas compares notes with the rest of the party about the runes and the...

Arkas, male loresong faen, akashic 2/runethane 1 "Ptooey. That's not liquor." Arkas spits out the sip of perfume. "You sure do look perty in that dress, Matz. Here, take this sweet-smelling perfume to go with it. I have no use for such a thing." We divide up the treasure for transport and move...