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Falen: Suddenly a light turns on: “Wait, Lord Oakfirst! Do you attend most or all the diplomatic events that Avitus would attend or would have attended? Where was he in the Bluffside society, royalty, and diplomatic rivals pecking order? What kind of access did he have or could he provide...

Posted. Back in the game, Baby!!! God, I needed this.

Falen: Watching the others' exchange with Reginald Oakfirst, Falen is indeed vexed. He begins to pace, hands clasp behind him, and then reaching for the letter in his pocket that Lord Max had sent with him. Information was tradecraft. He wasn't in the habit of breaking confidence, regardless...

Quixt: As a child, Quixt has seen a similar creature, but much smaller. A sickly creature being starved for over a year in wizard’s lab. He took pity on it until he realized it was dangerous. He still has scars on three fingers from the acid. It’s weapons are acid and paralysis, and it’s...

Quixt’s vote is to 60 & 63, being careful to avoid traps.

Quixt: Pulls two (2) 8 oz empty bottles from the four (4) in his magical haversack, and then dons his gloves. He grins at Sphynx, “got some”. Careful to avoid involuntary movements of the dead Medusa, any potential spills, and careful to avoid even a dead gaze, he fills both bottles with...

Respen: (Without saying a word), casts Detect Magic in the pyramid.

Quixt: “Curious, does anyone know if the Medusa’s blood has magical properties?”

Quixt indicates a thumbs up, and silently readies an alchemical tanglefoot bag to toss inside.

Respen: Sending the end of the fight, Respen’s brow furrows at the remaining Leonid’s desperate attacks upon Thallok & particularly Tam. He is fond of the hobbit, and particularly Tam’s tendency toward good fortune. A moment of cruelty sharpens Respen’s eyes, but as it passes he stoically...

Quixt: Moving to engage the creatures more conventionally, Quixt readies his bow and notches a silver-tipped arrow while moving a little closer and more to the right of Sphynx (5' adjustment to J11), and shoots two (2) arrows (Hasted) at one of the creatures (#6). The first misses as a result...

Quixt: Seeing that force magic works effectively, he uses his remaining magic missile scroll against Demon #1.

Quixt: Casts Magic Missile from spell memory, attacking the most wounded (if identifiable, otherwise the closest) creature. (4 missiles CL 7; request DM roll dmg 4d4+4; all same target.

Falen: Observing the room and assessing the deteriorating state of affairs, he evaluates in a moment a series of options. His mind works in that manner, assessing options and eliminating the least tenable outcomes. However, sometimes despite best efforts, clarity doesn't proceed from the act...

Falen: I can put this in the IC thread when I post Falen's action.

Quixt: “These are bad juju, like the rest of this room. Let’s move along.”

Quixt: Whispering, he says “Don’t touch the bowl, goblets, or pitcher. They appear magicked. Keep an eye out to the north. I need to look more closely.“ He focuses the bulk of what’s remaining on the Detect Magic spell on the objects.

Quixt: Giving the room the once-over, he wants to efficiently use the detect magic spell. He moves west down the downgrade and to the corridor running north-south perpendicular to the corridor they are in. he looks left and right, looking for abjurations or straight up traps that will alert...

Falen: Falen has been listening to the exchange, but he stays relatively obscure until the statuesque beauty mentions him. He says nothing to her taunt. She’s making a point, and it appears wholly lost on all of them: Phelix appears to know pretty well everything about them. He surmises that...

Quixt: “I agree with Sphynx.” With that, he casts Detect Magic and looks up the door that is ajar to the north, looking for Alarm spells or anything else that he sees.