Shattered Sea Chronicles, Book I: Festival of the Dead

"I thinks we'll be having some more o' them walking dead coming along now, what with the chanting stopping and all. Maybe we need to see to 'em first" suggests a weary and bloody Broderick.
 

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Pauly The Psion

Yes, Yes.” Agrees Pauli. Picking himself up off the ground he peers back towards the Clerics and calls back towards the group. “Perhaps a return visit to our formidable musicians would be the wiser course of action. That is unless we want to spend more time with that blade?” Says Pauli.
 

Redbeard

"Yes, let us be movin' back towards the carrion and priests. There be nothin' here for us now, unless the elven lass can be stoppin' that there blade."
 

"I told you we should have just done the hard work and gone in the front way," Johanna muttered, more to herself than to anyone in particular. "Let's get back out into the wider hall so we don't get backed right into this pit all over again. We'll deal with the pit and the blade later."

OOC: Johanna will attempt to make her way back out into the wider hallway sections before the expected undead arrive.
 

"Well that was an unfortunate detour," Larren remarks. "Yes, let's go and take care of those undead... and I pray that they're undead. At least I can hit the bloody zombies." Larren doesn't mention that he's almost out of spells -- he wants to keep the bad news within reason.
 

Jillian Wolfrunner : Female Elf Rogue

Jillian follows after the others into the hallway.
 

Pauli 'The Psion'

Pauli joins the group as they make their way to the heavily barred door. As the group begins to talk tactics, he double checks his personal ward and then mentally prepares his much acclaimed and highly effective ‘Ball-A-Goo’.

OOC: Checks to see if his 3min Force shield is still up and for how much longer. He will expend 1 PP if it needs to be re-manifested. Finally, (if possible) he will manifest and then hold action on his Entangling Ectoplasm until he sees a caster.

OOC1: How many cure potions do we have left?
 

Redbeard 10/10 hp AC 13

Redbeard straps his shield to his back and pulls out his longspear. "I can almost smell the carrion from here." Redbeard makes sure he is in the second rank of warriors so he may be able to use his spear in the battle.
 

May 3, 1106 CR, Afternoon
beneath Stonegate

The adventurers pile out of the secret passage, and move back into the hall, fully prepared to meet a wave of walking carrion. The double doors stand closed, with only an ominous silence behind them.

The adventurer's stand, ready for the battle, for several minutes. The doors don't open. There is no wave of undead horror, no assault by the forces of Malice. Just the door, and the silence.

Pauly's defensive shield is re-energized, and he is ready with his ectoplasm.

Just as they are convinced that nothing is going to happen, at least right now, there is a creaking of the door, and a clunking as the heavy bar clatters to the floor.

The doors are hauled inward, and open.

Revealing an short antechamber, 20' wide(E-W), and 30' long(N-S) with a 10' wide open doorway on the far side, and a single door on the east wall, about halfway down. The large opening seems wreathed in shifting shadows, though there are several figures dimly visible beyond.

Only two walking dead are immediately visible, the pair that opened the doors, and they make no move to attack the group.

A voice comes from the shadows, faintly mocking, a cold evil apparent in every syllable. "So you are the best that the city of Stonegate, bastion of the north, could manage? This may be easier then I thought."
 

Broderick hefts his axe in readiness and mocks the speaker
"And if ye are the best the Ebon Flame can manage, this will be easier than we thought, and we shall relieve ourselves upon the Dark Flame extinguishing it forever."
 

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