Khond makes his way back to the others, shaking his head, "Apparently Valour is a fight against a heroic champion, and to get the disc we have to survive the fight.  Doesn't sound very promising."

"I got hacked at by a puppet!", Breldo shares with Rick.

"At least Valor seems like it's intended to be a fight, so we might as well brace it and get ready for it. If any of you are in fighting condition, I can help," Asimi proposes. Sylvera considers herself above doing such a task without convincing her she's needed, while Nuria shies away at the very thought. 

Rick nods in understanding,

"Rick got shot by a mask and stabbed by a shadow clown."

Rick and Breldo understand each other more than they've ever have before. The not good stupidness of this place is bringing them together.

Breldo didn't expect to find common cause with the strange tabaxi, but finds himself nodding along at the sheer frustration of this place. 

"That sounds reasonable. I'm much better at a distance.", the halfling says, patting the stock of his crossbow.

"Rick guesses Rick can stand at the back and throw daggers and mean words."

Asimi sighs dramatically. She wants someone to at least help with any of the four remaining doors. Even be it persuasion rolls to convince them it's totally okay to get shot as long as it eventually gets them rewards,or to join in on one of the other doors. 

((You want someone to roll to convince her? @Forever, time to shine!))

(At least subtly hinting I'd probably allow the npc's to be the one blasted in the face if you convince them it's for the greater good!)

Breldo will move to the entrance of the Valor hallway and give it a good look.

Perception: 13

Breldo moves to the entrance of the Valor hallway. Nothing has changed from Khond's earlier investigation.

((Don't suppose the writing is in Halfling or Orc...))

The writing isn't any Breldo knows, but this time Sylvia is around to explain the text says "Valor is to stare danger right in the face to protect one another." 

"Sounds like it's not one to attempt solo... if there's a puppet to defeat, I'm best at a distance, but is that still 'right in the face'?"

"Not sure," Asimi says as she approaches, halberd ready "I could try and protect you, but seems like we'd best be ready for anything if we want to try this."

Rick pulls out a dagger and stands back, ready.

"Rick is okay ganging up on Valor."

The mask seems to address the trio as they enter Valor once again.

"Are these the heroic warriors that will prove their valor?"

Rick looks around at the meagre crew then shrugs and says,

"Yes?"

Khond moves with the group toward Valour, drawing his rapier, "It will have to do, I suppose."

The group enters the hallway as they confirm they are ready. Behind them, the door suddenly slams shut.

"Good luck! You're gonna need it."

The far wall, with the mask upon it, starts to slide away into the ceiling. Behind it, something big comes into view, bit by bit. It is... Not a puppet.

It is some kind of enormous machine, built to resemble a... Frog? A beetle perhaps? The lifeless thing is built as if it is meant to move, even if it does not originally stir, a "face" with a thin vertical slit, but lies there completely motionless. It's some kind of warmachine no doubt, what with the enormous gun that sits atop its main body.

And then, there's a brief sound of something liquid, before a metal pipe retracts from the beast and retreats into the far wall, and it's eyes suddenly light up. There is a series of discordant noises that seem to make little sense as it begins to stir and rise up, only after a few moment something sensible beginning to come out.

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Whatever it's doing, it seems the party gets a chance to act first!

(Initiative rolls please!)

(0) Metal frog