The Bold Adventures of Poins--In the Woods!

[Argent Silvermage]

Devon

While the others are examining the jars Devon is looking for whatever is making noise.

 

[jkason]

OOC: Assuming Norani shares his information. If not, ignore this post

"Now, see, I'm all for leaving the dead lie, like Hemaor said. Only ... well, nasty magic is kind of what we were supposed to be looking for here, isn't it? I say we take a chance and see what's in one of these things."

Of course, having said this, Liev takes a few good steps back from the jar Marcus has chosen. Plenty of room to fire off some of his tricks that work at a distance.

 

[Rhialto]

While the others are examining the jars Devon is looking for whatever is making noise.

The noise appears to be coming from inside the jars.

 

[Argent Silvermage]

Devon

"I woulden't open them. The sound is coming from inside. The Jars are magiced to preserve the living beasts inside." Devon says and backs away from the horrors. "Lets get moving."

 

[RillianPA]

"Or they might hold undead things. Could there be some artifact in these jars that creates undead?"

 

[Legend]

"Or they might hold undead things. Could there be some artifact in these jars that creates undead?"

"Given that there's noise coming from inside them, I'm guessing that whatever is in there is alive, or at least animated." Norani readies his bow, just to be on the safe side. "If you want to break one open and see what's inside, that's fine by me. Just don't complain when some slimy little creature shrieks at you and then jumps up and attaches itself to your face."

 

[Legend]

ooc: Yes, I shared the detect magic info. It's safe to assume that I share all such information, unless I specifiy that it's done in secret.

 

[jkason]

"Okay. Done talking. If we're going to do this..." Liev doesn't finish the sentence, instead taking up his crossbow and firing at the jar they've all been contemplating.

 

[Rhialto]

The jar immediately shatters, releasing the shambling corpse of a man. It moans dully, and lunges at the group.

 

[jkason]

"Nuh-uh. Down boy," Liev says. He pulls a pork rind from the pouch on his belt, tossing it in the direction of the walking dead as he spits out a string of words that sound much like the wet squish of feet in mud. The pork rind disappates, and instead a slight sheen appears for a moment on the floor beneath the creature the young man has released.

OOC:[sblock]cast Grease on the floor beneath the undead. Reflex save or fall vs. DC 14[/sblock]