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<blockquote data-quote="Forged Fury" data-source="post: 6815587" data-attributes="member: 95059"><p><strong>The Drawing Room, the Feast Hall, and the Library</strong></p><p></p><p><span style="color: #0000FF">"Ouch,"</span> <strong>Lorenzo</strong> muttered, rising to a sitting position. <span style="color: #0000FF">"Is everyone okay?"</span></p><p></p><p>Sitting up next to him, <strong>Corilo</strong> responded, <span style="color: #0000FF">"A bit tingly, but I think I'll live."</span> He winced as he squeezed his loading hand, a charred mark burned into his palm where the lighting conducted through the cleric's armor into his hand.</p><p></p><p><strong>Brue</strong> cursed mildly as she rolled over and climbed to her feet. <span style="color: #0000FF">"Ilmater's Wail, what was that?"</span> she asked, grinding her teeth.</p><p></p><p><span style="color: #0000FF">"That,"</span> <strong>Boddynock</strong> offered, cautiously moving into the room, <span style="color: #0000FF">"was the evocation magic I detected earlier. I don't think the shield itself was magical, just the trap surrounding it."</span> The gnome looked slightly sheepish, but not all that apologetic.</p><p></p><p>Entering behind him, <strong>Gnorth</strong> frowned, <span style="color: #0000FF">"You guys find all the cool things. I'm pretty sure that shield is a mystique from one of the old Wealdath wars. Pretty cool! Are we ready to go?"</span></p><p></p><p>Frowning, <strong>Lorenzo</strong> stretched his shoulders and craned his neck until it made a cracking noise. <span style="color: #0000FF">"Perhaps we should rest a bit? But learn from my mistake, be careful what you touch..."</span></p><p></p><p>[HR][/HR]</p><p></p><p>After taking a break to gather themselves, the party formed back up into their usual ranks and headed to the room just east of their present position. The door to the room stood slightly ajar. Pushing her way in, <strong>Brue</strong> paused to inspect the chamber. The room appeared to be a small sitting room, comfortably furnished but clearly neglected for some time. A closed door stood in the center of the south wall. The rest of the party entered behind her and fanned out, being careful not to touch anything.</p><p></p><p>After a short inspection, it appeared that the room had no secrets to reveal. <strong>Corilo</strong> commented, <span style="color: #0000FF">"Hmm... that's interesting. Look at the mantle over here, there are a few empty spaces without dust. Looks like someone must have taken a few things off the mantle not too long ago."</span></p><p></p><p><span style="color: #0000FF">"A lootie?"</span> <strong>Gnorth</strong> asked.</p><p></p><p><span style="color: #0000FF">"Looter, you mean?"</span> <strong>Lorenzo</strong> responded.</p><p></p><p><span style="color: #0000FF">"Yeah, isn't that was I said?"</span> <strong>Gnorth</strong> replied. <span style="color: #0000FF">"Someone was crazy enough to sneak in here with the zombies and ogres and skeleton snakes?"</span></p><p></p><p><span style="color: #0000FF">"Well, they aren't here now, let's keep moving."</span> <strong>Brue</strong> responded a bit impatiently. The lightning bolt did not seem to have improved her mood. The party gathered behind her as they exited the room through the south door.</p><p></p><p>[HR][/HR]</p><p></p><p>Exiting the room, the party found themselves in a large east-west hallway, similar to the one to the north beyond the drawing room and armory. A pair of double doors stood close-by to the east. To the west, the hallway extended with regular openings in the southern wall. From the party's current position, they could make out several tables and chairs.</p><p></p><p><span style="color: #0000FF">"I don't like the open space,"</span> <strong>Brue</strong> whispered, <span style="color: #0000FF">"too many avenues for attack. We should clear the west first."</span></p><p></p><p>Agreeing, the party moved into the nearest opening in the south wall, their magic light illuminating the area. Curiosity turned to dread when the light illuminated a horde of undead: four skeletons, three zombies, and no less than the zombified remains of two ogres! At the touch of light, the horde turned to face the party and started to shamble forward.</p><p></p><p><span style="color: #0000FF">"Lorenzo! to me, form a line!"</span> <strong>Brue</strong> yelled as she situated herself next to a table, hoping to keep the mindless undead at bay. With utter precision, <strong>Corilo</strong> fired two bolts cleanly into one of the zombie's heads, surprisingly dropping the creature. It did not stand back up. </p><p></p><p><strong>Lorenzo</strong> moved into position on the opposite side from <strong>Brue</strong> raising his shield and calling on the grace of Tymora. <span style="color: #0000FF">"Luckless abominations, flee from the wrath of my Lady!"</span> The cleric was pleased to see one of the ogre zombies, two of the skeletons, and one of the remaining zombies quail in terror before the icon. <strong>Gnorth</strong> grasped his hammer in two hands. Remembering the lesson learned in the previous battle, he dashed past the line and targeted one of the skeletons, bringing the creature to clattering ruin in one fell strike. </p><p></p><p>The remaining skeleton, armed with a shortbow, took aim and fired at <strong>Boddynock</strong>. The gnome was struck cleanly in the shoulder, grunting in pain. Fighting through it, the diminutive sorcerer conjured a bright red orb and tossed it at the still-threatening ogre zombie. The orb flew true and blasted into the creature's chest, catching the rags it wore on fire, providing the room with flickering illumination. The flaming ogre zombie lumbered forward and battered at <strong>Lorenzo</strong>, striking the cleric solidly across the chest and driving him to his knees. </p><p></p><p>The remaining threatening zombie squared up to <strong>Brue</strong> and pounded against her armor, bruising her badly. In retaliation, the genasi smashed the zombie with her maul, crushing the creature's chest. A living opponent would have been felled, but the zombie still stood.</p><p></p><p><strong>Corilo</strong> continued raining bolts on the creatures they were fighting, careful not to use the coated bolts yet. Figuring the ogre zombie was the bigger threat, the crossbowman fired on it, feathering its torso. The lumbering creature paid the bolts no heed. In the flickering light, he caught sight of something at the back of the room that wasn't a cowering undead: the faint light of a growing purple glyph. Immediately in front of him, the Tymoran cleric had his hands full dodging the smashing limbs of the undead ogre. Sliding to his right, <strong>Lorenzo</strong> rose and brought <em>Bloodthirst</em> up in a wicked stab, piercing the ogre cleanly. While he knew he had hurt it, the weapon didn't seem any more effective than his other weapon.</p><p></p><p><strong>Gnorth</strong> targeted the skeleton bowman, his hammer reducing the creature to a skeletal afterthought. <span style="color: #0000FF">"Rest in pieces!"</span> he crowed. Behind him, the gnome sorcerer conjured a bubble of acid and launched it at the lumbering zombie. The acid burned into its decaying skin which bubbled and sloughed off onto the ground. <strong>Boddynock</strong> grinned fiercely.</p><p></p><p>Following up her earlier attack, <strong>Brue</strong> again smashed at the zombie before her. This time she crushed the creature's head, ending its unnatural existence. With nothing currently facing her, she moved up to flank the ogre zombie, providing her support to <strong>Lorenzo</strong>. The hulking zombie, still focused on the cleric and his holy symbol, attempted to crush the him. With nimble grace, <strong>Lorenzo</strong> slipped out of the way of the attack.</p><p></p><p>Seeing that the ogre zombie was well in hand, <strong>Corilo</strong> slipped past that melee, seeking the source of the glyph. Sure enough, he spotted another homunculus, now flying at full speed toward one of the openings to the hallway. Firing three shots in rapid succession, the crossbowman missed the first shot, but took the creature on the wing with the last two shots. Once again, the creature dissolved into a puddle of goo, the glyph in its eye fading from existence.</p><p></p><p>Back at the main melee, the remaining combatants all took swings at the ogre zombie. <strong>Gnorth</strong> bashed it with his hammer, but <strong>Lorenzo's</strong> blade was turned aside by a meaty backswing of the zombie's hamhock arm. <strong>Boddynock</strong> launched a bolt of flame at the creature, but missed badly. Given all the distractions, <strong>Brue</strong> waited for an opening before leveling a brutal swing at the creature. She was shocked when the ground exploded underneath the creature in time with her hit, strands of stone wrapping the creature tight and crushing the animating force from it. After a second, the strands receded into the ground and the ogre zombie's body collapsed for good. <span style="color: #0000FF">"That's a neat trick,"</span> <strong>Gnorth</strong> commented.</p><p></p><p>With the remaining undead huddled in the far corner of the room, the party took a second to recover themselves. <strong>Lorenzo</strong> suggested, <span style="color: #0000FF">"Let's take the remaining undead one at a time. Other than the ogre, I doubt they can withstand our combined efforts."</span> Methodically, the party destroyed the remaining undead. The ogre zombie lasted a bit longer than the others, but fell after dealing one last solid hit to <strong>Lorenzo</strong>.</p><p></p><p>Pointing at the puddle, <strong>Corillo</strong> explained, <span style="color: #0000FF">"During the fight, I saw another one of those homunculus things with a glowing eye. I went ahead and killed it before it could get away."</span> Inspecting the rest of the large room, the party quickly determined it was a feast hall, with several small tables flanking one long wide table with seating for about twenty. A single doorway stood in the western wall. Checking it out, <strong>Brue</strong> peeked inside. Shaking her head, she said, <span style="color: #0000FF">"Some kind of gallery, but I don't see the staff or another mage-pet in there. Maybe we should try the double doors at the other end of the hallway?"</span></p><p></p><p>[HR][/HR]</p><p></p><p>Moving out from the western end of the feast hall, the party paused to check the western extent of the hallway. Oddly, it ended in a dead-end after a few dozen feet with the wall being entirely taken up by a large oil painting of a beautiful blonde elf woman wearing a ruby and turquoise necklace. <span style="color: #0000FF">"Who's that, I wonder?"</span> <strong>Lorenzo</strong> asked, looking to the gnome. <span style="color: #0000FF">"I think her name is <strong>Lyonthel</strong>,"</span> <strong>Boddynock</strong> replied. <span style="color: #0000FF">"I never met her, but <strong>Haedirn</strong> always told my parents how she was doing. I believe they were betrothed."</span></p><p></p><p>With nothing of further interest in the hallway, the party returned to the double doors at the eastern end of the hall. Checking them over, <strong>Corilo</strong> nodded his head, giving the okay. <strong>Brue</strong> pushed her way into the chamber, revealing a library. The walls were lined floor to ceiling with decadent bookshelves, each filled with volume upon volume of leather-bound tomes. An extravagant desk was centered between two masterfully carved marble statues at the far end of the room. Strewn throughout the floor were many piles of books, each opened and stacked on top of each other. </p><p></p><p><strong>Boddynock's</strong> eyes lit up at the sight of the books. Entering the room, he headed south toward the desk. <strong>Gnorth</strong> looking in the northern corner of the room, was the first to spot the homunculous. <span style="color: #0000FF">"This homonkeylous is mine, <strong>Corilo</strong>, I call bibs!"</span> Dashing with his hammer held high, the half-orc cornered the hissing creature and splattered it against the wall, the glyph in its eye fading as it died. <span style="color: #0000FF">"Good job, Gnorth,"</span> <strong>Corilo</strong> cheered.</p><p></p><p><span style="color: #0000FF">"My hand... it's stuck?!?"</span> As one, the rest of the party turned to see <strong>Boddynock</strong> desperately trying to pull his hand away from the desk. Before they could react, the form of the desk became fluid, melting into a massive, toothy maw with the desktop becoming a tongue-like appendage. The jaws rose above the gnome's head and snapped down. With a desperate squeal, <strong>Boddynock</strong> was bit in half, the bottom portion of his robes floated to the ground while his two thin legs tottered for a moment before falling in opposite directions. The creature licked its wicked maw and undulated forward on a pseudopod, an unsatisfied hunger in its eyes.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Forged Fury, post: 6815587, member: 95059"] [b]The Drawing Room, the Feast Hall, and the Library[/b] [COLOR="#0000FF"]"Ouch,"[/COLOR] [b]Lorenzo[/b] muttered, rising to a sitting position. [COLOR="#0000FF"]"Is everyone okay?"[/COLOR] Sitting up next to him, [b]Corilo[/b] responded, [COLOR="#0000FF"]"A bit tingly, but I think I'll live."[/COLOR] He winced as he squeezed his loading hand, a charred mark burned into his palm where the lighting conducted through the cleric's armor into his hand. [b]Brue[/b] cursed mildly as she rolled over and climbed to her feet. [COLOR="#0000FF"]"Ilmater's Wail, what was that?"[/COLOR] she asked, grinding her teeth. [COLOR="#0000FF"]"That,"[/COLOR] [b]Boddynock[/b] offered, cautiously moving into the room, [COLOR="#0000FF"]"was the evocation magic I detected earlier. I don't think the shield itself was magical, just the trap surrounding it."[/COLOR] The gnome looked slightly sheepish, but not all that apologetic. Entering behind him, [b]Gnorth[/b] frowned, [COLOR="#0000FF"]"You guys find all the cool things. I'm pretty sure that shield is a mystique from one of the old Wealdath wars. Pretty cool! Are we ready to go?"[/COLOR] Frowning, [b]Lorenzo[/b] stretched his shoulders and craned his neck until it made a cracking noise. [COLOR="#0000FF"]"Perhaps we should rest a bit? But learn from my mistake, be careful what you touch..."[/COLOR] [HR][/HR] After taking a break to gather themselves, the party formed back up into their usual ranks and headed to the room just east of their present position. The door to the room stood slightly ajar. Pushing her way in, [b]Brue[/b] paused to inspect the chamber. The room appeared to be a small sitting room, comfortably furnished but clearly neglected for some time. A closed door stood in the center of the south wall. The rest of the party entered behind her and fanned out, being careful not to touch anything. After a short inspection, it appeared that the room had no secrets to reveal. [b]Corilo[/b] commented, [COLOR="#0000FF"]"Hmm... that's interesting. Look at the mantle over here, there are a few empty spaces without dust. Looks like someone must have taken a few things off the mantle not too long ago."[/COLOR] [COLOR="#0000FF"]"A lootie?"[/COLOR] [b]Gnorth[/b] asked. [COLOR="#0000FF"]"Looter, you mean?"[/COLOR] [b]Lorenzo[/b] responded. [COLOR="#0000FF"]"Yeah, isn't that was I said?"[/COLOR] [b]Gnorth[/b] replied. [COLOR="#0000FF"]"Someone was crazy enough to sneak in here with the zombies and ogres and skeleton snakes?"[/COLOR] [COLOR="#0000FF"]"Well, they aren't here now, let's keep moving."[/COLOR] [b]Brue[/b] responded a bit impatiently. The lightning bolt did not seem to have improved her mood. The party gathered behind her as they exited the room through the south door. [HR][/HR] Exiting the room, the party found themselves in a large east-west hallway, similar to the one to the north beyond the drawing room and armory. A pair of double doors stood close-by to the east. To the west, the hallway extended with regular openings in the southern wall. From the party's current position, they could make out several tables and chairs. [COLOR="#0000FF"]"I don't like the open space,"[/COLOR] [b]Brue[/b] whispered, [COLOR="#0000FF"]"too many avenues for attack. We should clear the west first."[/COLOR] Agreeing, the party moved into the nearest opening in the south wall, their magic light illuminating the area. Curiosity turned to dread when the light illuminated a horde of undead: four skeletons, three zombies, and no less than the zombified remains of two ogres! At the touch of light, the horde turned to face the party and started to shamble forward. [COLOR="#0000FF"]"Lorenzo! to me, form a line!"[/COLOR] [b]Brue[/b] yelled as she situated herself next to a table, hoping to keep the mindless undead at bay. With utter precision, [b]Corilo[/b] fired two bolts cleanly into one of the zombie's heads, surprisingly dropping the creature. It did not stand back up. [b]Lorenzo[/b] moved into position on the opposite side from [b]Brue[/b] raising his shield and calling on the grace of Tymora. [COLOR="#0000FF"]"Luckless abominations, flee from the wrath of my Lady!"[/COLOR] The cleric was pleased to see one of the ogre zombies, two of the skeletons, and one of the remaining zombies quail in terror before the icon. [b]Gnorth[/b] grasped his hammer in two hands. Remembering the lesson learned in the previous battle, he dashed past the line and targeted one of the skeletons, bringing the creature to clattering ruin in one fell strike. The remaining skeleton, armed with a shortbow, took aim and fired at [b]Boddynock[/b]. The gnome was struck cleanly in the shoulder, grunting in pain. Fighting through it, the diminutive sorcerer conjured a bright red orb and tossed it at the still-threatening ogre zombie. The orb flew true and blasted into the creature's chest, catching the rags it wore on fire, providing the room with flickering illumination. The flaming ogre zombie lumbered forward and battered at [b]Lorenzo[/b], striking the cleric solidly across the chest and driving him to his knees. The remaining threatening zombie squared up to [b]Brue[/b] and pounded against her armor, bruising her badly. In retaliation, the genasi smashed the zombie with her maul, crushing the creature's chest. A living opponent would have been felled, but the zombie still stood. [b]Corilo[/b] continued raining bolts on the creatures they were fighting, careful not to use the coated bolts yet. Figuring the ogre zombie was the bigger threat, the crossbowman fired on it, feathering its torso. The lumbering creature paid the bolts no heed. In the flickering light, he caught sight of something at the back of the room that wasn't a cowering undead: the faint light of a growing purple glyph. Immediately in front of him, the Tymoran cleric had his hands full dodging the smashing limbs of the undead ogre. Sliding to his right, [b]Lorenzo[/b] rose and brought [i]Bloodthirst[/i] up in a wicked stab, piercing the ogre cleanly. While he knew he had hurt it, the weapon didn't seem any more effective than his other weapon. [B]Gnorth[/b] targeted the skeleton bowman, his hammer reducing the creature to a skeletal afterthought. [COLOR="#0000FF"]"Rest in pieces!"[/COLOR] he crowed. Behind him, the gnome sorcerer conjured a bubble of acid and launched it at the lumbering zombie. The acid burned into its decaying skin which bubbled and sloughed off onto the ground. [b]Boddynock[/b] grinned fiercely. Following up her earlier attack, [b]Brue[/b] again smashed at the zombie before her. This time she crushed the creature's head, ending its unnatural existence. With nothing currently facing her, she moved up to flank the ogre zombie, providing her support to [b]Lorenzo[/b]. The hulking zombie, still focused on the cleric and his holy symbol, attempted to crush the him. With nimble grace, [b]Lorenzo[/b] slipped out of the way of the attack. Seeing that the ogre zombie was well in hand, [b]Corilo[/b] slipped past that melee, seeking the source of the glyph. Sure enough, he spotted another homunculus, now flying at full speed toward one of the openings to the hallway. Firing three shots in rapid succession, the crossbowman missed the first shot, but took the creature on the wing with the last two shots. Once again, the creature dissolved into a puddle of goo, the glyph in its eye fading from existence. Back at the main melee, the remaining combatants all took swings at the ogre zombie. [b]Gnorth[/b] bashed it with his hammer, but [b]Lorenzo's[/b] blade was turned aside by a meaty backswing of the zombie's hamhock arm. [b]Boddynock[/b] launched a bolt of flame at the creature, but missed badly. Given all the distractions, [b]Brue[/b] waited for an opening before leveling a brutal swing at the creature. She was shocked when the ground exploded underneath the creature in time with her hit, strands of stone wrapping the creature tight and crushing the animating force from it. After a second, the strands receded into the ground and the ogre zombie's body collapsed for good. [COLOR="#0000FF"]"That's a neat trick,"[/COLOR] [b]Gnorth[/b] commented. With the remaining undead huddled in the far corner of the room, the party took a second to recover themselves. [b]Lorenzo[/b] suggested, [COLOR="#0000FF"]"Let's take the remaining undead one at a time. Other than the ogre, I doubt they can withstand our combined efforts."[/COLOR] Methodically, the party destroyed the remaining undead. The ogre zombie lasted a bit longer than the others, but fell after dealing one last solid hit to [b]Lorenzo[/b]. Pointing at the puddle, [b]Corillo[/b] explained, [COLOR="#0000FF"]"During the fight, I saw another one of those homunculus things with a glowing eye. I went ahead and killed it before it could get away."[/COLOR] Inspecting the rest of the large room, the party quickly determined it was a feast hall, with several small tables flanking one long wide table with seating for about twenty. A single doorway stood in the western wall. Checking it out, [b]Brue[/b] peeked inside. Shaking her head, she said, [COLOR="#0000FF"]"Some kind of gallery, but I don't see the staff or another mage-pet in there. Maybe we should try the double doors at the other end of the hallway?"[/COLOR] [HR][/HR] Moving out from the western end of the feast hall, the party paused to check the western extent of the hallway. Oddly, it ended in a dead-end after a few dozen feet with the wall being entirely taken up by a large oil painting of a beautiful blonde elf woman wearing a ruby and turquoise necklace. [COLOR="#0000FF"]"Who's that, I wonder?"[/COLOR] [b]Lorenzo[/b] asked, looking to the gnome. [COLOR="#0000FF"]"I think her name is [b]Lyonthel[/b],"[/COLOR] [b]Boddynock[/b] replied. [COLOR="#0000FF"]"I never met her, but [b]Haedirn[/b] always told my parents how she was doing. I believe they were betrothed."[/COLOR] With nothing of further interest in the hallway, the party returned to the double doors at the eastern end of the hall. Checking them over, [b]Corilo[/b] nodded his head, giving the okay. [b]Brue[/b] pushed her way into the chamber, revealing a library. The walls were lined floor to ceiling with decadent bookshelves, each filled with volume upon volume of leather-bound tomes. An extravagant desk was centered between two masterfully carved marble statues at the far end of the room. Strewn throughout the floor were many piles of books, each opened and stacked on top of each other. [b]Boddynock's[/b] eyes lit up at the sight of the books. Entering the room, he headed south toward the desk. [b]Gnorth[/b] looking in the northern corner of the room, was the first to spot the homunculous. [COLOR="#0000FF"]"This homonkeylous is mine, [b]Corilo[/b], I call bibs!"[/COLOR] Dashing with his hammer held high, the half-orc cornered the hissing creature and splattered it against the wall, the glyph in its eye fading as it died. [COLOR="#0000FF"]"Good job, Gnorth,"[/COLOR] [b]Corilo[/b] cheered. [COLOR="#0000FF"]"My hand... it's stuck?!?"[/COLOR] As one, the rest of the party turned to see [b]Boddynock[/b] desperately trying to pull his hand away from the desk. Before they could react, the form of the desk became fluid, melting into a massive, toothy maw with the desktop becoming a tongue-like appendage. The jaws rose above the gnome's head and snapped down. With a desperate squeal, [b]Boddynock[/b] was bit in half, the bottom portion of his robes floated to the ground while his two thin legs tottered for a moment before falling in opposite directions. The creature licked its wicked maw and undulated forward on a pseudopod, an unsatisfied hunger in its eyes. [/QUOTE]
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