Malvoisin's Savage Tide, Act 1 - There Is No Honor

"Aye. We do know where there be monsters, let us clear out this 'ere room first." Looking at the elf, Col adds. "Best be tie'n a rope to ya that Chongo can be pull'n ya out if need be."

Keoni said:

Keoni shrugs at Bael's comment.

"It was an attempt at a joke.

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"Oh," Bael mutters in understanding and then smiles at the dragon shaman. "Sorry."

"Okay, the pool it is then."

The course of action set, the party makes preparations to see what lies beneath the pool of murky water.

Kalen intones the words of a spell, and several dancing motes of light wink into existence and float nearby. (Cast Dancing Lights) The party then ties a length of sturdy rope around the beguiler's waist, and Chongo and Keoni take hold of the end, hoping their strength to be sufficient to pull their companion back out, should something go amiss. With these preparations finished, Kalen nods and plunges into the water.

The pool of water is not so cold as Kalen expected, though it is a bit rank. The elf wades, unmolested, out to the deepest part, then with a grimace, takes a deep breath and dives beneath. With the nimbus of his dancing lights aiding his keen vision, Kalen gets a good look at the depths of the pool. This water appears to have flooded the chamber through various cracks in the wall and floor. It only takes a few moments to determine with conclusivity that there is no point of egress to be found here.

Moments later, Kalen stands on dry ground once more, his fine clothing sopping wet, and feeling the need for a good, hot bath.

What next?

"Damn, Damn, Damn, Damn. Its fine at the top here but its really terrible down beneath. No dragon waiting to teach me charms, rank filthy water, and no exits out. Bael, my good fellow, do you have a prestidigitation prepared, I need a good magical cleansing. Please say 'Yes of course Kalenestarianthalus, here you go.' "

Bael smiles at Kalen, both for having met no harm and cleverly asking for assistance. "Unfortunately, my friend, even if I had knowledge of that incantation, I would be saving my energy for our zombie friends in the next room."

"Speaking of which, shall we?" he asks, gesturing with head back towards the exit of this submerged room.

Keoni nods.

"I suppose we must."

His dagger and shield at the ready, Keoni steps up to the door, ready to flank Chongo as they once again attempt to hold the Zombies at bay.

Kalen strokes the water out of his hair, picks up his hat from where he had put it down, puts it on tilted at an angle and says "There, now I feel a little more fine. She taught me three different ways to bend men's minds to do the same thing but not one cantrip to dry off or clean up. Oh well, anybody have a torch they want to get ready? It might work better than a knife on these hungry dead." In any case Kalen will take up position with his blade.

Col takes out his wand again, but nods at Kalen's suggestion. "But I only be have'n the sunrods, not'n that burns."

Keoni shakes his head.

"I have no torches, but it matters not. I doubt they would stay still long enough to burn. Cutting them to peices seems to be the way."