Byg'wigg doesn't know much about smooth skin religions, but can guess that a swirling vortex has something to do with the the element of air.

“Would be making sense. They be shouting about air a lots...”

"If something wanted out of this room then let us go after it. Before it can do any real damage." Ivellios will prepare to go into the room with the broken door.

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"If something wanted out of this room then let us go after it. Before it can do any real damage." Ivellios will prepare to go into the room with the broken door.

Quintoc concurs.

Using the same marching order as before, as Lari approaches the door to leave he hears a clattering sound coming from the room before him.

Lari make a Dex save as a body comes rushing through the doorway.

OOC: Luck does not like Lari lately

"What the...?!"

DEX: 18.

The body slams into Lari sending your both tumbling to the ground.

The party watches as a figure wrapped in billowing robes crashes into Lari, sending them both to the ground. The person lets out a frightened yelp and scrambles off of Lari. The person, a young looking, half-elf man is dressed in the tattered blue and white robes. His body is littered with numerous gashes and gaping wounds. He is covered in blood, from his robes to his skin and hair. The looks at you all eyes wide and frantic as he pushes himself away from the group and into the corner, arms thrown up weakly in a attempt to shield himself from you all.

"Please-oh gods please don't kill me. I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. Please, we didn't know." His voice is frantic, shaky and wavering, nearly on the verge of tears.

"Calm yourself, are you one of the Invaders that was dumb enough to force your way inside?"

Persuasion: 13

"Yes! Yes we came down here with Aseir. But this godforsaken place has done something to her, driven her to madness. Gods she killed them. Tex, Vahllia, Brutus. Even Daveth." He looks to the body laid on the Altar.

"Gods I'm so sorry Daveth. She's killed them all. I barely got away from her and that just because she was to busy tearing V apart to see me leave. But it's only a matter of time before she finds me I need to go. I have to get out of here."

"How many of you are left in this realm?"

Lari quietly gets to his feet with an angry look on his face. He is none too pleased to have been knocked down again. He eyes the half elf with an arrow in his hand just waiting for an excuse.

"I don't know." He says, still peering through his arms at the group.

"Aesir came in a while ago looking beat to all hell and told us we needed to hurry with the plans. She forced us to continue on down these a hall without back up. She completely lost it down there in one of the farther rooms and killed everyone in the group."

"She ran into us and got defeated, so if you want live then you will follow us and stop your fellow cultist. Either that or some other native of the realm will finish you off the choice is yours." Ivellios will take the lead this time knowing there might be trouble ahead.

“Speaking ofs wing lady, why you not tell Byg’wigg exactlies how yous cult works. In exchanges, Byg’wigg will not be letting trusted advisor make you pin cushion.”

"Didn't you hear what I said. She killed everyone, tore them all to shreds. You must be mad if you think I'll go back in there." He says, he weakly scoots farther away from the group. One of his legs spasms and a grimace

"Besides," he says quietly, the group watches as he weakly coughs up some blood.

"I don't think I can get back up even if I wanted to. The large chunk Aesir took from my leg is making sure of that."

"Why should I tell you anything little thing, how do I know your friend won't just kill me when you're down questioning me?"

Ivellios seeing him trying to limp away will grab his hurt leg, squeezing it to cause a little pain and heal his wound close. "You don't seem to understand either you help us or the natives will kill you, now I am growing tired of your cowardice! Stand with us and fight for your freedom." Ivellios will heal him for 10hp.

[Any advantage to get him to join us?]

The man yells out in pain as Ivellios grabs at his leg.

Ivellios now that you can see the actual wound you realize its going to take more then a simple healing spell to fix it, though it does help stop the bleeding. A massive chuck of flesh, muscle, and sinew has be completely torn from the man's leg, for a moment you are sure you can nearly see bone before you healing ability restores some of the missing mass.

"****, **** your one of them aren't you. I recognize that armor." He moans, gasping in pain and looking at Ivellios's armor.

"So it's either I join you and die by Aesir's hands or refuse and you lot kill me?"

Ivellios make an intimidation check (with advantage.)

Can Byg’wigg assist by looking at him crazily? The kobold evil eye?