Hewligan's Rise of the Runelords: The Skinsaw Murders

Jokad explores his new wound as he speaks, "By the Gods this place is a madhouse! Our idea of purging the house of evil may have to wait..."
He looks around at the battered group, " ...we may not be able to handle it."


OOC: AC 19, hp 32/48
 

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"I've a few healing magics left, but by the time we recover from this fight, I'm afraid my powers for the day will be spent..."



Danth will cast a couple more healing spells...I'll post and roll tomorrow. Also, I'm trying to avoid using Touch of Healing since I want to replace that feat.
 


Still the worse the ware, but far from death's door, Kael moves to a kneeling position, leaning slightly to his left, Mal supporting his master slight.

"I hate to say it," says the varisian sorcerer. "But, we should pull back and rest."

"The main threat, for now, is gone," adds Kael. "A day of rest, outside this place, while we guard over it and mend is a good idea...unless we wish to remain here, in finality."
 

Bitter Retreat

It is a tough one to swallow, retreating now, but it is the right thing to do. Kael has just brushed with death, and knows it. Danth's power is almost drained, and with the house seemingly turned mad by the defeat of Aldern, or the burning of the mold, he is concerned that a lot more healing may be required. Jokad, well, he never likes to retreat, but that doesn't mean he is a fool. Jovik, on the other hand, is pretty sure that they have already uncovered the real treasures of this hell hole.

The party beat a weary retreat up from the catacombs to the first floor of the mansion house. The place feels eerily still. The large stand that housed the manticore is empty now, of course, and it just makes the entrance hall feel bare and run down.

The five companions (for Mal is truly one of them now) move towards the front door, ready to leave. Mal growls, stepping back a little from the door, his teeth bared, a guttural growl leaving him. He can sense something evil outside. A whole lot of evil.
 

Danth takes a quick minute to provide more healing to Kael, and then a bit to himself. He examines Jokad's wounds, reassuring himself that the shoanti warrior was more tired and exhausted than really wounded. The young cleric would save his final healing magics, just in case.



HP 29/38, AC 19


- Drop Shield of Faith for Cure Light Wounds on Kael: 12 points, bringing Kael to 16/19
- Cure Moderate Wounds on self: 16 points, bringing Danth to 29/38


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- Level 0: Detect Magic x2, Light, Guidance, Resistance
- Level 1: Command, Bless, Shield of Faith, Bless + (d) Cure Light Wounds
- Level 2: Cure Moderate Wounds, Deific Vengeance (CD), Remove Paralysis + (d) Heat Metal
- Level 3: Summon Monster III, Magic Circle vrs Evil + Searing Light
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Danth turns and faces the door at Kael's words. "We either stay in this place tonight, or face the evil outside. While my power for the day is mostly spent, it is my duty to stand before the darkness. What say you?"
 

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