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Unlike the ghost that confront you in the courtyard, this creatures seems quite solid and corporeal, despite the odd manner of its manifestation. Its great wings, though mostly useless here in the narrow hallway, serves admirably to block all access to the door beyond (excepting Kiaros, of...

Well, that's certainly within the party's spellcasting-heavy theme... ;) Not that we have to worry about this yet (since I think you have to be at least 14th level have this ability) but I imagine this means she's also immune to the benefits of bard song (like inspire courage)? Those are...

"Damn it, what wouldn't I give for a wand of fiery death right now," mutters Phaeder in frustration as he watches the leaves slice their followers into ribbons. As much as he wanted to check the ones lying bleeding on the ground, he knew that finishing off the horrid swarm was more critical...

Just out of curiousity.... ehrm, would Shal and Drakkon be leaving us then? Or would they stay? Or are they going to have an... uhm, "accident"? :uhoh: :p

Burrow:

Before Flaust could actually lay a hand on the doorknob, a low, moaning sound disturbs the peace of the mansion. It quickly grows into a high-pitched whine and an inky shape pulls itself together from the very shadows around the doorway. It coalesces into a dark-skinned gargoyle-like creature...

Blade, Vlad, and Zoe poke their heads into the next room (E) to find yet another empty, dilapidated bedroom. As manors go, this one certainly is repetitious. [Kiaros rolled Search 7+18=25] Fwooshing through the walls and floors, he finds no secret chambers or compartments in the laboratory...

The room across from the library appears to be another empty bedroom, in the same shabby condition as the rest of the place, though the bed in this one doesn't sport large stab wounds. Blade and Zoe do a quick check of the room and don't find anything more threatening than some dust bunnies of...

Flaust just cracks me up! :lol: :p

The front doors of the mansion has been rusted in place after decades of disuse, and it takes the combined efforts of Donner, Blade, and Zoe to push them open with a loud screech that echoes off the stone walls of the entryway. Bits of aged wood break off in their hands. With the patch of...

Have a safe and happy holiday! :)

OOC: Oh yeah, and I nearly forgot to mention: yes, the worm-thing has arms. Little withered ones, but they're sufficient for moving books around. No legs though. Not anymore.... :uhoh:

Both Vlad and Zoe take a little time to tend to their wounds while the others take stock and Hrothgeat flits over to rejoin his master. Vlad takes a quick glance at the statue he's standing next to but there's nothing terribly remarkable about it-- it appears to be an eroded effigy of a human...

"W-with... with friends!?" yelps Rupert. "Iz not dead? *yip* Iz gone off to get friends!? I not knows waily ghost-things have friends!" he laments. OOC: Aw, screw it, we're dropping out of initiative. It'll get too messy trying to keep this in rounds.

Sssakkariah stares at the diminutive halfling woman in fascination (having missed the last time Mother Anja scolded Sasskasa), then her mouth spreads into an inadvertent smile, which she covers with her hand. It fades quickly though. Note to self: do not let psycho lizardman question prisoners...

I just want to chime in my thanks as well to Mark Clover and Jeff Visgaitis for their incredible generosity. :D LoA looks incredible and the SRD bundle is very useful. Thanks, guys!

Sssakkariah's eyes go flat and cold, her pupils contracting to narrow slits as she struggles to rein in her temper. Of course, years of being treated as little better than a slave had given her plenty of practice in the past but she saw little point to exercising that restraint these days...

From somewhere in the darkness by the front gate comes Rupert's wavering voice, "Horrible ghost iz gone, yes, yes? *yip*"

Sssakkariah sighs as Sasskasa stabs the creature, probably undoing the point of healing of creature in the first place-- keeping it conscious so they could question it. "Livesss are no one'sss toysss, lizardman, and we probably are tressspasssssing in tribal watersss!" She casts a dark glance...

Uhhh, yup. Rolled a 1. :heh: If you looked in the text below the initiative order, I list all the attack and weapon damage rolls I make for the characters (along with a number of other assorted stuff). The format usually goes something like this: roll + modifier - conditional penalty = total...