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Arnir fastens the brooch to his cape and hands Bannock the mask "Put this on...You'll be even more terrifying to our foes!" He hands the 5 divine scrolls to Torrent "These are not my expertise...split them with Hrmir, or not..." Finally he gives the scroll of invisibility to Lars "Take this...

Arnir nods to Kirio and says "Get him one of those crossbows too, so he can do more than stare down a ranged foe. and honestly Lars, unless you plan to simply mime a sorcerer, get rid of that gods damned armour!" Arnir casts detect magic on the mask, broach and subsequently, read magic on the...

Arnir gapes as Torrent plunges into the flames willingly "by the gods..." he mutters before the deafening roar of the flame overwhelms him. Following Kirio's lead, he runs up the bride, stopping just behind Lars and casts Detect Magic focused at the flaming column.

Arnir throws up his arms in despair looking over to Torrent with a furrowed brow "Not a gods damned thing!" he curses, spitting on the ground. Yelling as loudly as he can, he cries "BANNOCK! HRMIR! WHERE ARE THEY STANDING!? BE SPECIFIC!" I just might be able to get an arrow through! After all...

Arnir feels a wave of soothing energy wash over him and is immensely thankful for having Torrent with them. Cursing as the wall of flame rises up, Arnir runs to where he thinks he could safely use his bow calling out to his party "We're not in Seaquen any longer! This is the elemental plane of...

Arnir screams in a mixture of rage and pain as he looks down at the bolt sticking out of his gut, weeping blood. grasping the bolt he groans as he flexes "My clothes..." he grunts through gritted teeth "keep...getting...RUINED!" he finishes with a scream as the bolt breaks off, leaving a...

Arnir wastes no time, with his bow in his hand already, Arnir is thankful he is in range for a shot and hopes his new bow is up to the task. Quickly nocking an arrow, Arnir takes aim at the target - the lead soldier - conveniently framed by the door. Drawing the string of his longbow back, he...

Arnir curses as one-by-one his friends disappear down the dark shaft. Knee deep in water, he quaffs a potion of waterbreathing, slings his bow over his shoulder, grasps the rope attached to the pulley and begins to make his way down towards the brightness of the room below. Landing roughly in...

For everyone but Hrimr, you will need to hold your breath in order to swim underwater. You can do so for a number of rounds equal to twice your constitution score. You'd also have to make swim checks to move through the water (at half your speed). From the top of the stairs to the entrance to...

Arnir shivers and staggers forward, his clothes now soaked with this putrid brine. "There is not much to like about this..." he whispers "at least it's warm in here.."

Arnir examines the vials to see if they might be helpful and casts Read Magic on the scroll casts detect magic

Arnir nods "Sounds like a chance for more...Adventure. Simeon, how much time do we have before this storm consumes the city?"

Arnir stops to think for a moment...

Arnir rubs his chin, disregarding the raging storm outside "I'm not sure these men are who they say they are...I'm detecting a strong aura of residual transmutation energy on them....I'm nearly certain it's a polymorph spell...."

GM, are we talking about Setales and Brutus, or the elven corpses? Arnir furrows his brow as he attempts to discover which spell or type of magic was used.

Arnir wrinkles his nose in distaste at the pile of bodies and casts Detect Magic over the group of them

Arnir looks momentarily terrified as the engine reaches its peak, and then visibly relieved as it slowly winds down. Nodding with agreement at Kirio's effective explanation, he walks to the crew quarters but adds "Don't forget to fetch that body - I would like to make sure it is Giorgio."

Arnir is relieved is semi-relieved to see Giorgio teleport away - One less variable to deal with - but the noises from the ship and the crack of flame appearing around him send (ironic) shivers down his spine. Seeing the flaming corpse of what he assumes was Giorgio tumble onto the nearby deck...

Arnir startles as the rogue assaults Hrmir with a vicious back-stab and the latter turns into...an owl? A hawk? He isn't sure as rain pours down his face. Though his headband keeps the majority of his hair out of his eyes he still walks carefully towards Giorgio and away from the rogue to behind...

as the hulking Brutus lumbers towards him Arnir notices Lars vanish like a ghost. Not knowing where his ally might be, carefully plies his way carefully to a space adjacent to where the young rogue was (J9). With a clear path to Giorgio in sight, he motions with his arms and channels a searing...