Crossed Paths, Part III

[Manzanita]

OOC: YOU've lost track of your spells. I totally have too. Nor am I feeling motivated to go back and figure it out. Unless someone volunteers for that, let's say between Brioc and Dhormium, you have 4 CMW, 3 CLW, 2 Cure moderate wounds, and one CSW. Actually, as I roll up these, it looks like these spells, combined w/your 5 hps/night rest brings everyone up to full HPs by morning.

The evening and night pass in eery silence. This area of the tunnels seem quiet as a grave, in fact. Sense of time is lost underground. But at some point, Brioc awakes, and announces he thinks it is now the morning of the 24th of October. Sure enough, everyone has their spells back, and feels much better after the night's rest and last night's round of cure spells.

Please post revised spell selections if appropriate. I'll try to do better at keeping track of spells cast this time.

 

[Thomas Hobbes]

"Right," says Octar, feeling refreshed and decisive. "Let's gather this stuff up- I'll carry it, if no one else will- and take the potion back to the Sphinx. We can ask it- her- what she knows about those iron bars, and maybe check it out. Or maybe not, since we've still got to find what we started out searching for."

 

[Despaxas]

Tullius stretches out the kinks in his back from sleeping on a cold stone floor. "Morning everyone ... at least, I think it's morning." He laughs "One word of caution, before we present the potion, is there any way of telling what it is? I'm not comfortable just giving it to her without us knowing what it is."

 

[doghead]

Marcus of the Gypsies

Marcus joins the others in stretching out kinks and warming cold muscles. As quickly as possible, he slips off his coat and pulls the chain shirt back on before pulling his coat back on over it. Then he begins buckling on his belt and gear such that it is.

"I think that we should split up the gold and stuff. That way we all share the load, and we run less risk of losing the lot in one swoop. I agree that it would be nice to know what's in the potion." He glances at Ehldannis, then Dhormium.

"My grandfather tried to teach me a little arcane lore, but I never really had a head for it."

"I also think we should decide what else we want to know from the sphinx, and how much we want to reveal with our questions."

 

[Krilith]

"Morning everyone ... at least, I think it's morning." He laughs "One word of caution, before we present the potion, is there any way of telling what it is? I'm not comfortable just giving it to her without us knowing what it is."

~Dhormium wakes up refreshed, “Ah good morning it is! We might have slept a little longer then necessary, but after a day like yesterday, not a problem”. Dhormium starts donning his armor. While reflecting on his actions and what happened yesterday Dhormium remembers as if it was whispered in his ear, books telling about the undead and a strange sickness they could bring with them, “Could we have contracted this strange disease? I’ll check to make sure!” Finishing his prayers Dhormium stands up and walks back to the group, hearing the last pieces of the conversation~
“Ai, Indeed a good day. I think it is wise for us to know what we have found here…I think Elhdannis should take a look. Although I have prepared a spell, he may understand it without using the divine.
I would like to examine all of you, our encounters with the undead might have exposed us to a disease that can slowly consume you if it remains undetected”

(ooc: assuming they do stop him from checking them out, Dhormium will start checking everybody for signs (healcheck +10) if Dhorium finds it on 1 person he will not request the spell searing light this morning, but request cure disease, if he finds it on 2 people, discard all 3rd level spells and will request for cure disease in his prayers.)

 

[Inez Hull]

"I have access to magicks which will determine the exact nature of the potion, however they are quite strenuous and require a valuable pearl as part of the ritual. As we have no pearl I have not prepared the divination, as much as my curiousity begs to know what we will be handing over."

[OOC: If I can determine anything from the symbol on the potion from my Knowledge: Arcana or Decipher Script (both 8) or my Spellcraft (13) I will pass it on to the party]

"However, I have laid the mental frameworks to invoke two spells which I believe will be of use. The first one will open the lock on the metal door. The second will reveal the presence of any hidden portals, should my searching yesterday have been less than thorough."

The elf rubs his chin in an all too human gesture as he muses over his companions words. "As for the sphinx, if my knowledge of the creature is correct I believe it may be able to reveal the nature of the spearhead that the half orc mongrel seeks. I believe that should be our ultimate bargaining point. As for the creatures knowledge, or concern, about the politics of these caves, I do not think we should place too much store in it."

 

[Thomas Hobbes]

"However, I have laid the mental frameworks to invoke two spells which I believe will be of use. The first one will open the lock on the metal door. The second will reveal the presence of any hidden portals, should my searching yesterday have been less than thorough."

Octar lets out a brief, barking laugh. "Hah! You should've mentioned you knew that trick before, when Dhormium and I were beaking our backs trying to wrench the door open."

 

[Manzanita]

Dhormium examines Tullius and Marcus for mummy rot. Fotunately, both these brave souls seem to have resisted that curse when struck.

Ehldannis is unable to make out the symbol.

The scroll case (I'll assume) is finally opened and found to contain the divine spells of Remove Curse and Cure disease.

 

[Thomas Hobbes]

"Why don't we explore what's behind the door, before we go back to the sphinx?" suggests Octar. His curisosity is piqued.

 

[doghead]

Marcus the Gypsy

Marcus glances around the room and shifts his weight awkwardly.

"There is another thing I would like to ask the sphinx about. It concerns some old stories that my people know ... about a warrior sect that once found a home, and adherants, amoung my people. They have other names, but we knew them as the Shadowdancers. The path of the Shadowdancer seems to have been lost to us. I wish to find it.

"I did not want to drop this on you out of the blue in front of the sphinx," Marcus adds in way of explaination for his sudden confession. "If there had been a way of asking it in private, I would have done so. But I could not think of a way that did not involve slipping away in the night and leaving .... I made a vow to my grandfather that I would stay with Brioc till the quest was complete."