Redclaw's Eyes of the Lich Queen

[s@squ@tch]

Hedowin looks up from what he is doing for a moment as the man begins his ranting.

An eyebrow is raised, but he does not say anything, for he is new to the group and still trying to get a finger on each of the others motives and inspirations.

He looks in the direction of the temple, trying to see if he can make anything out -- a marking, a sign....

[sblock=OOC]

If Hedowin can see the temple and can see any type of marking, he will attempt to figure out if he knows anything.

Know(Religion) check (1d20+9=18)

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[OnlytheStrong]

"Enough fantasy. Our trail leads to the temple, it matters not what is there." Bregan's last words seem to flow into a soft growl. "Move forward or wait until everyone is healthy, those are the choices. It matters not to me." Bregan stalks off into the brush again, making a circle around the group.


ooc: 75ft out please.

 

[Redclaw]

It's hard for Hedowin to make out details of the decoration of the temple from where he is. It is somewhat overgrown with vines and moss. However it is evident that what is there is not human or demi-human. If anything, he gets the feeling that the images are draconic.

Bregan heads out to scout the area, doing a circuit around the camp. He finds no sign of movement or activity in the surrounding undergrowth, but he does see something as he approaches the temple portico (his circle brings him within 40' of the closest point.) Granite columns hold a stone roof 20 feet above a stepped stone platform. Between the columns, a low circular wall rises 3 feet from the floor, surrounding a circular well 10 feet across. At the north end of the portico, a short stair enters the temple proper. Between the columns, large bipedal creatures pace.

 

[EvolutionKB]

Talas 33/42 2 Str damage

Talas looks at Drekhad, then at Hedowin, and smiles, giving a shrug. "The poison still grips me, and I am wounded as well. I would appreciate some healing...um what is your name, I don't believe you mentioned it yet? I am Talas, the one that hell bent on the temple is Drekhad, the other shifter is Bregan, the slight woman is Alexa, and the mage is Hedowin."

 

[pathfinderq1]

The young shifter smiled cheerfully at the introductions. "I am Chevri Brightleaf, and again, I am most glad to have met you all, for it has brightened my day greatly. Now let me see what I can do for your injuries..." She pushed herself rather slowly to her feet, and examined Talas for any visible wounds. Once she finished, she fished a tiny pinch of leaves from the pouch at her waist and began to speak a few words in a strange tongue (Druidic).

OOC: [sblock]Casting Cure Light Wounds; 1d8+5 (level)+2 (Augment Healing)= 12; roll http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/1516394/ [/sblock]

 

[EvolutionKB]

Talas 2 Str damage

Talas clenches his jaw and holds his flail ready to strike if the shifter tried anything funny. As the magic flows over him, and he feels his wounds close, he is amazed on how different if feels than the healing that the Flame provided. The Silver Flame burned for a moment before settling into a quiet numbness. This magic, whatever is was, was different. Talas felt a breeze blow softly over his body, before cooling into his wounds and sealing them shut. He immediately relaxes after his wounds were healed. Something told him to trust this one as well. "Thank you," he says before looking to the sky and then around at the jungle around them.

[sblock=ooc]I am going to leave it up to you guys as this point. I would like another lesser restoration, but I now Chevri needs them more. What do you think?[/sblock]

 

[OnlytheStrong]

Bregan returns to the group and notices that Talas' wounds seem much better, fully healed even. "The temple is well guarded. Perhaps we should wait until tomorrow, when the powers of healing and magic will return to those who need them."

 

[EvolutionKB]

Talas 2 Str damage

"I really don't care, as much as I want to knock out some lizardfolk with my flail, I'd rather us be at full strength before marching into an enemy stronghold. Was it more lizardfolk that it was guarded by, or are they merely the fodder?"

[sblock=ooc]I am in favor of resting to regain that little bit of strength as well as my spells, but I don't need to if people are ready to get at it. Just don't expect me to deal a lot of damage until we do, I'm going to be more conservative[/sblock]

 

[pathfinderq1]

Chevri looked around the group again, trying to get more of a sense about those into whose company she seemed to have fallen. "If you feel you must strike out against the guardians of the temple now, I will help as best I can." Her voice, still little more than a whisper, seemed to hold a bit of doubt as well. "But certainly, if we can wait until the morning I might be a more useful ally, and I would feel much better if I were a night's sleep and a few meals further removed from captivity..."

OOC: At some point in the deliberations, she is going to put her ring back on, to get the count started. Also, she does have one Lesser Restoration memorized- if anyone else wants it, she can wait, as she is not exactly a melee threat.

 

[OnlytheStrong]

"Honestly, I do not know what they were. I did not see them clearly. They were large, and walked on two legs." Bregan grins (which looks somewhat like a fanged snarl) "Want me to bring you one?"