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"Aye," affirms Umthirn. "Let's get the gnome. I'll make him describe his chests 'afore we show 'em to him, so there's no funny business." He looks around. "But 'ave we got what we came for? Ye said something about a way to chain demons. Is tha' it?" He adds, pointing to the odd plate.

Umthirn eyes the contents of the treasure room, clearly warmed to the cockles of his Dwarven heart. "Rhas," he calls. "Come have a look a' this! It'll cure what ails ya." "We should go get the bloody gnome and see if the chests are his," he adds belatedly. "And Miss Damaris? Perhaps you...

Satisfied with his cursory investigation of the doors, Umthirn sets about opening them. Umthirn will open the door at F54 first, and then the one at J54. We can speed things along a bit if you like -- Assume he's making Perception checks for traps on chests and boxes, but not being cautious...

Seeing Ru begin to work on the box, Umthirn begins to check the other doors. Umthirn cautiously checks the other doors. He is wary of traps, but has no special skills. Do you need some rolls? You can make them yourself if you prefer.

"Well struck!" Umthirn offers Ru. He turns and gives a nod to Rhas, seeing Damaris has already moved to tend to his wounds. He looks away, perhaps embarrassed by the concern for his cousin that he showed in the fight. "Let's see what's over there," he mutters, making his way to the far door...

Umthirn pushes in for the kill, knowing it might be his cousin's last chance. But his blows ricochet harmlessly off the fiends armor. Tactics-wise, it would be nice to set up a flank, but that means either Umthirn or Ru lose their ability to make a full attack. With both of them making full...

Umthirn looks at the empty space before them. "Damn and blast!" he exclaims. "Lady, can ye do anything about this bloody magic!?" he demands. I believe Damaris has a glitterdust spell, no? Try and tag a line between where she was standing and the door. If she's gone invisible, she's...

Stonefaced, Umthirn pushes under the fiend's guard yet again, fists pounding a relentless tattoo on her armored form. 5'step to I58 Swift: Studied Opponent Studied Opponent (1d20+9=24) Full Attack: Flurry of Blows To-hit: +2 for Bard Song, +2 for oil, NOT INCLUDING +2 for Studied Opp, if...

Umthirn accepts Damaris' ministrations with the air of one eager to get to business. "Thank 'ye, lass," is all he offers. The dwarf turns to the winged woman, and stands uncharacteristically still for a moment. Far from his normally joyous battle rage, his features are stone and his eyes as...

"Lass, I'll take some of that," says Umthirn,. His tone is light, but his teeth are gritted and his eyes slide to the red-haired dwarf across the room. PM, am I right in thinking that if Umthirn stands where he is, Damaris can step up and apply the oil as her action? Does Umthirn need to use...

Good that you remembered. Go for it! Action economy here probably favors using the oil -- This thing is not going down easily, and an action to power up might be a very good idea.

Umthirn casts a glance at his cousin. Only another Seithr Dwarf would recognize the concern in those stony features. "Take down that winged bitch!" he tells Ru. "I'll tidy up here." Sweat flies from his long ponytail as he levels punch after punch against his looming foe. Flurry of blows...

Umthirn eyes the dragon, for a moment seeming ready to test his mettle against the beast. But seeing Ru facing off against the other Gith, he hesitates. "A moment there, scaly," he tells the creature. He steps back and launches a devastating series of punches against the Outsider. 5' step...

PM, I want to await confirmation that the summoner is down and the dragon disappears (it might not be her eidolon!) before doing Umthirn's move. Assuming the dragon is gone, I'll probably move to help Ru. Rhas is a dwarf -- He can take care of himself!

Umthirn sends up a howling dwarven warcry. "Well done, cousin," he calls, dashing forward. He ducks between two of the nearest Gith, and launches a powerful strike at one of them. "Ru, take this one!" he calls. Sorry, I have no ranged weapons to take on the queen, and I don't think Ru does...

"Ya' never looked better, cousin," whispers Umthirn as Damaris makes him disappear. [sblock=ooc] Just a little RP, nothing to alter events. [/sblock=ooc]

Umthirn takes a position in the hall opposite Ru's alcove, and nods. "Aye, lad, let's have at it, then. I'll go in behind Rhas and try to set ye' up." Picturing Ru at P58 and Umthirn at Q60. Put Damaris at P60 (she needs to see the door) and Rhas at Q59. With the stairs, that should not...

Umthirn nods at Ru's analysis. "Makes sense," he offers. Assuming the door isn't locked, this should work well. If we have to beat it down, though, we're sitting ducks. Also, remember there may be traps on the other side of the door like the rockfall we set off, so we're going to have to be...

Umthirn nods to Ru. "Why don't you duck out and check on our gnomish friend," he suggests. "'N mebbe watch that door. 'Cause if the baddies has another way out, they may try ta' sneak up on us." He sighs gratefully as Damaris waves the wand and another wound disappears. I favor healing...

"Got me a cure stick here," calls Umthirn, slipping the potion back into his pocket and pulling out a wand. "Ken ya' use it, Miss Demaris? It ain't my thing." Offering up a CLW wand for anyone who needs it. Let's get healed up quick and on the move. Umthirn AC: 21 (Touch 17, Flatfooted...