Last Stand of the Dorinthians (Chapter 4- The Second Invasion)

[Deuce Traveler]

Nikolos
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As you cast your spell you see that the orbs in the corner room radiate with strong illusion and enchantment magic.
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[Nephtys]

Barok picks up his dropped weapons and sheathes them, lighting a torch instead. "Another library," He walks closer to an orb and looks inside. "I wonder what we could sell them for..."

 

[Blarkon Dragonslayer]

Nikolos too, heads for one of the grey orbs, looking at it closely, though he isn't convinced it is one of the memory orbs. He looks back into the main chamber, and at the pillars reaching halfway to the ceiling, then back at the orb. Taking off his cloak, he wraps his hands in it, then reaches out, cupping the orb in both hands, seeing if in fact it can be moved or manipulated.

 

[Bloodweaver1]

Caramip Ashhearth

“Besides the hairs standing on the back of my neck,” She quips, “The no. However I do feel that there is something here that is more than meets the eye.” She sighs again as moves towards the pillars with a careful eye.

 

[Deuce Traveler]

The party recovers somewhat, although Conn feels a bit exhausted after his raging. Nikolos begins to heal the group from their wounds by both skill and collection of scrolls: (Danica fully healed, Barok recovers 4 hit points, Ventus recovers 6 hit points, Nikolos fully healed, Conn recovers 10 hit points, Caramip is fully healed).

Caramip also aids in the healing, and uses two charges from the wand, one on Ventus and the other on Conn. (Ventus and Conn fully healed).

OOC: Caramip and Nikolos, please update your character sheets. Only injured party member is Barok, who is down by two hit points (24/26).

The group concentrates on the southwest orb room first, although the others look similar to it. The room is circular, and only 20 feet in diameter. From the shoddy construction it appears as it was built in a hurry and the large orb placed on a black pedestal. Nikolos wraps his hand in a cloak as Silas and Barok closely examine the orb. The orb seems to swirl with a black and white smoke, often causing shades a gray as one cloud dominates the other. When the priest touches the orb, the clouds seem to gather at the pressure for an instant, but the cloth blocks skin to orb contact and they move back from that one location as quickly as they coalesced. The orb seems stuck to the pedestal it is sitting on and not easily removed.

Caramip examines the pillars with some of the rest of the party, but doesn't see anything special about any of them besides the fact that they form a beautiful work of art when standing far enough from them.

 

[Blarkon Dragonslayer]

Nikolos watches the cloudy orb, and a faintly wry smile crosses his features. "There are times when being a follower of the Seeker is a distinct inconvenience." Withdrawing his hand from the cloak, he reaches out, letting his fingers lightly brush the surface where the clouds had coalesced a moment before.

(OOC: Took the wand off Nik's sheet, and the scrolls used )

 

[Deuce Traveler]

Nikolos touches the orb and suddenly there is a swirl of activity where his hand touches. The priest's body grows rigid, though remains standing and touching the sphere while his eyes glaze over.

Nikolos
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Suddenly you are gone from the small chamber and find yourself in a green and hilly field, as if somehow teleported. It's a beautiful day, and a breeze passes gently through your hair and clothes. You see that you are wearing your equipment, and that you seem to have arrived in good health. The breeze carries screams, however, and you follow the noise until you walk over the crest of the hill you are on and peer down the other side to see a halfling backed into the face of a large boulder as a small, green-skinned goblin herds him with a spear. They are a mere twenty feet away, but you aren't fast enough to stop the goblin from impaling the halfling with his weapon. As the halfling lies helpless and bleeding to death, the goblin leans over and begins to examine some of the jewelry the man seems to be wearing and is oblivious to your approach.
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[Blarkon Dragonslayer]

DM:
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Nikolos looks at the change in venue, then at what is going on before him. Frowning, he tries casting a hold person spell at the goblin, and then moves to the halfling's side, to try and keep him alive.
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[Deuce Traveler]

Nikolos remains motionless, but the smoke in the orb begins to spin more rapidly, gray tones disappearing as the white and the black colors separating and becoming more vivid.

Nikolos
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Your spell works and freezes the goblins in place and rendering it harmless. The halfling looks at you in fear as he struggles to breath, the spear has been removed and the wound is flowing heavily with blood. It looks like a clean cut, however, and you are relieved to see no sign of poison. If you can stop the bleeding there is a good chance that infection won't set in.

What really stands out about this dying young man is the various pieces of jewelry that he wears. He has multiple chains of gold and silver of fine craftsmanship and he also wears several beautiful rings with rubies and diamonds inlays. In his present state he cannot prevent you from taking them in order to examine them further.
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[Blarkon Dragonslayer]

DM:
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Sometimes, especially with his friends, Nikolos may seem to be a nicer man then he really believes he is. That may be Caramip's influence, or perhaps he doesn't know himself as well as he thinks. As he moves to crouch near the halfling, he speaks soothingly, casting a cure minor wounds spell to stop the bleeding, and then wrapping the wound as well as he can. He does notice the sheer wealth the halfling is carrying, as he works. In the back of his mind, he thinks he might have been better served to let the goblin finish the halfling, before intervening and collecting the wealth for his own purposes. It certainly would have been firmly in keeping with the high moral standards of the Viridikos family to do so. That thought brings a faintly wry grin to his face as his fingers bandage the small man's wounds. "My friend, you are not very wise to wander this place, whatever it may be, with such wealth so obviously displayed."
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