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"Do we want to ssstirr the warriorsss while we're grouped here in one end? Or activate them while we're spread all over the play-sss?" Ussal isn't happy with the idea "And if the sssircles activate and throw usss to random locationsss within thisss cursssed dungeon?" He shrugs "We're in danger...

Litrix prepares for moving of the eggs by removing the clothes except for small breaches. One can see that draconic scales cover him fully. The armor is resistant to acid and he carries the eggs carefully to the space indicated by the druid. After finishing it, he tries to scrub the goop off...

"Did anyone investigate where the pit trap ends? Maybe there are additional passages from there?" the ranger looks at the note "The city could set some dwarves down and let them search." "I have my own protection from fire. But Spritewing doesn't. Also, I can go behind Sir Tymbek."

"So, nothing else to explore? Let's get to the eggs then. I'll carry them out and the rest of you can blast them to pieces." Litrix sheathes his weapon and starts toward the eggs. OOC: I'm back from vacation, I see there isn't much happening :)

Ussal repairs his armor, unwilling to remove it in the dangerous place. Luckily for him, this is his creation and few strategically places hatches enable him to access parts of it without removing the armor. He takes time to check the necklace. He too heard about such item, but would want to...

I'll need to go through spells used...I'm almost sure I don't have any Flash of Genius, and one remaning force field. 2d8+6+1d6 = [7, 3]+6+[6] = 22 should be at full HP, but I have to re-check that skeleton fight - I reserve the right to spend another HD if there was over 10hp lost to skeletons

Rockhorn dismounts and looks down, his jungle home making him impervious to height diziness. He scampers down the ladder noting the space. He calls up "Spritewing, I think you you could glide down; might not be the softest landing, but it should be fine." He turns toward the door and shakes his...

"I'm with you on this one. When we rest, I'll pray for the power to consecrate the area to cleanse it from the taint. These tunnels need some fresh air. I say the excavation would do them good." Priest of air is predictable in his aversion to cramped tunnels

Vairar follows, his holy symbol at the ready, wrapped around the wrist and held next to the spear haft. When Tommi is bit, he pushes the spear into the hole quickly, going somewhat deeper than a dagger. "I'll check it out if you want, but we need to wash it off. Immediately." Medicine check...

"OK. It seems it cannot wait then." Ozzar sighs "Look at us. The dwarf in the corner. Me. Those two elves behind." the guard gestures not bothering to separate the elf subspecies. "Don't you think we look a bit too healthy for this world. And I tell you, The Mists are just as real from our side...

"Right! That's what I said you'd need me for." he mounts Spritewing and spurs him on. The pegasus flaps his wings once-twice...and then returns to the ground saying something in dwarven "Loremaster, please would be nice."

"I believe thisss isss a tomb of the war god, Shagambi. Sssoo, if anyone wantsss ssssuch addition to hisss ssssoul, you're welcome to it. (thirty three, thirty four, thirty five...)"

Well...elf, camp prisoner in orc tribe...I don't give his ears too much chance...but I never went into too many details, too grisly to contemplate. There are lots of implications in the backstory

"Aren't you interested in destroying whatever those that tortured you wanted to do? To prevent others from stumbling upon the evil. And maybe expanding on it and not suffering it." Elf priest looks at the group "We're here to prevent further threats to both human communities and elven manor...

"SSSSSS!" Ussal hisses, and continues in whisper "Sssilensse! I heard the legendsss. We don't want to wake the warriorsss. There are one, two, three, too many to count now, to many to fight. (four, five, six) Let uss invessstigate the altar...quietly (seven, eight, nine, ten) I don't make the...

"This is pointless. Whatever information they have is important. And paranoia is fine, but needs to be balanced by the need of speed. Give us safe space to rest, you surely can monitor us or guard us there. And while we rest, check what you need." Ozzar rolls his eyes "Here I though Sharn...

"Just for the record, Phar, when I said I'm resistant to elements, I meant normal ones, fire, cold, acid, don't do great booms with me in the room please." Litrix looks over the pairs shoulder, waiting to see if anything jumps out at them. OOC: caster aura active

"Undead limited in movement shouldn't be a risk, we can just shoot them from afar. And my goddess can keep them at bay even if they come into the tunnels." Vairar offers "I don't like the idea of going away and leaving them to fester. We don't know whether we will be able to return. If Titus...

I like Vairar in all incarnations. On the other hand, he's not hard to draw...except he shouldn't have long elven ears, he was mutilated at the camp. Those are easily removed by any drawing program

Keep going, it just got interesting with that plant implant :p And I always had a soft spot for The Mists - both Eberron and Ravenloft. And this is both!