Ketangu also takes a few steps back from elaborate door and skull in the event something happens, or a pitfall trap opens up. "That eye should work but let's be cautious in case we got it wrong"
Khessa advises her tabaxi friend: "Wait a moment, Tabitha... There's no use risking ourselves - let's wait a little further away, while I place the eye with my magic... I'm not a powerful enchantress, but also for this reason, why not at least take advantage of the little I can do?"
The blonde arcane warrior then steps back for a moment (the maximum possible distance that allows her to still see the empty eye socket) and she begins to utter arcane chants, while she traces elegant glyphs in the air with a rod that she always carries on her belt and therefore retrieves easily.
After several minutes, Tabitha sees the tall adventuress smile encouragingly: "Let my Faithful Invisible Butler take care of it" and the tabaxi feels an unseen force trying to gently take the eye from her hand. "So we will be safe".
And if Tabitha does indeed let the force take the eye, the eye is gently brought to rest in place, inside the empty eye socket...
Tabitha does, and spends the time of the ritual sketching the various runes in her sketchbook. It's by no means all of them, or in the right order. But they look interesting and also pretty. She is fascinated by the outcome too, an invisible force who can manipulate what is around them
"...And if you knew what relaxing massages it can give to the soles of your feet, in the evening, when you can finally take off your boots after a day's march!" Khessa whispers to the tabaxi, noticing her fascinated look. She smiles at that cat-woman, who seems to share the same lively curiosity as her.
While the warrior woman performs her spell Kit continues to study the eye. Pulling out her Thelarr, she plays her way slowly up and down the scale, seeking the sympathetic vibrations that will release the magic's aura to her vision.
(Ritual casting Detect Magic on the eye to further determine the school)
"...my faithful invisible butler..."Kit can't help but let a mocking smirk slip through. It was a clever bit of magic to be sure, and she was more than a little impressed, but she couldn't help but find the description to be grandiose.
(Spoiler alert, it is divination magic. But as your spellcasting is via a different method than Tabby, I will not assume she can recognise it as the same spell to tell you anything in character before you cast it)
Having no fancy rituals to cast, the young dark-haired man impatiently taps his fingers against the wall he is leaning back against, until he completely loses patience mere seconds later and starts to entertain himself by singing along with the scaled music.
"There was a tall blonde out of nowhere who'd easily wrestle a bugbear but when spells she would cast and she'd finish long last the cult had already left their lair."
It's hard to accurately describe the sound of one snort-laughing into a thelarr. There are, in fact, possibly only seven people in all of Faerûn who have ever heard it.
Kit shoots Jack a dirty look but there's the sparkle of a smile behind her eyes. Shaking her head, she goes back to her ritual.
Khessa is vaguely aware of what Jack and Kit are saying and doing, but she is also deeply focused on her own ritual. She smiles for a moment, happy that someone is joking and, consequently, lifting everyone's spirits. But she knows that, as inexperienced as she still is in channeling the Weave, she needs all her concentration, so she just concentrates on the magical procedure and continues...
...And, when the procedure ends, she sends her Faithful Butler to take the eye and bring it to rest in place, inside the empty eye socket...
Erven grins with the short song and waits, watching the floating eye being carried and placed into the socket by some invisible force. He watches with curiosity, staying up against the wall, ready to surprise anything that might jump out.
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A wizard is never late, nor is he early, he arrives precisely when he means to.
As Khessa's invisible servant inserts the twitching eye into the socket of the door, the skull emblazoned on the gate somehow grins, its skeletal teeth displayed prominently. Then, as silent as a whisper, the door swings open, a breath of dusty air brushing against you. Before you, a stairway descends downward for about ten feet, the bottom of which opens into a wide sanctuary with a vaulted ceiling. Stone pews are arranged in orderly rows. Black candles burning green flames occupy niches along the walls. Atop a pulpit at the far end of the hall stands a jagged sculpture of an emaciated hand with one eyeball in its palm. Two passages branch off away from the main chamber.
Jack
When his invisible friend inevitably zips away to go scouting, she learns that the passage to the east looks to be some sort of library or study. The chamber to the west actually contains a few people sound asleep. They wear dirty gray clothing, and their unkempt features suggest that they aren't quite the paragons of society. If you had to guess, you'd say that these were the cultists.
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The dark-haired young man is more than happy to resume the search for the murderous cultist. "Ahem, I have this little associate that keep an eye for me on things and she has just informed me that we have some cultists asleep to our right and some sort of library to our left. Perhaps deal with the cultists first before they wake up?"Jack says quietly to the others but is ready to follow along where the tall blonde and the scarred elf lead them. "If we have reason to trick the cultists rather than just tie them up I can probably help with that." He adds with a confident smile.
"Should we take the eye back? I don't know how we open the door from the inside, but if it does take the eye I wouldn't want to be trapped in here if someone else closes the door."
"Should we take the eye back? I don't know how we open the door from the inside, but if it does take the eye I wouldn't want to be trapped in here if someone else closes the door."
"Well I doubt the cultists locked themselves in with no way out. So either we can leave at any time or there are more of those floating around down here. If you want to touch it that's your business, but we should absolutely destroy it when we leave."
She wrinkles up her nose in disgust, "it reeks of evil and death."
Khessa enters the cultists' lair with a smug smile... the silent opening of the door should give the party the chance to exploit the surprise effect...
Upon Jack's revelation and subsequent debate on the course of action, the blonde arcane warrior is of a similar opinion to Kit's: "I'd also say let's be direct, for now. After all, if we change our minds and want to use deception... we'll be able to do it later too, won't we? I mean... if you plan on influencing their minds with magic... or disguising and pretending to be on their side... that's something you can do even after we've already captured them, I guess".
To Tabitha's proposal, the tall adventuress adds: "It may be a good idea, but before making that attempt I would prefer to block these doors... by jamming something underneath them, perhaps... perhaps a small metal object? Do you have something like that at your disposal? Because, you know Tabitha, I wouldn't want removing the eye to cause the doors to close again - and once closed, we couldn't insert the eye again, from here. Obviously there would still be a way to open from the inside (cultists would need it), but we'd be stuck until we found out".
"Looks like we found a church or temple worshiping the eye. These candles are strange. Why leave them burning if no one is here. That is a waste of candle wax. In regard to the cultist, I say we kill all of them except one so that we may extract more information" says Ketangu
He stealthily heads west towards the sleeping cultist
Erven’s face screws up into a frown when he sees the foul symbol, the hand with the eyeball it its palm. His hand goes to his short sword, his jaw clenches and he looks ready to fight. He nods when Ketangu speaks, merely repeating “Kill them all… I guess we could keep one alive for questioning. Let me lead, I wish to sink my iron into them. After we are done, I want to destroy this altar…”
He moves in front of Ketangu, heading west to assess the situation.
Stealth : 15
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A wizard is never late, nor is he early, he arrives precisely when he means to.
Kit watches Khessa and Tabatha's conversation with approval, the tall warrior mage clearly being reasonable and intelligent (an assessment in no way influenced by the fact that she's agreeing with Kit).
Perhaps it's because her focus is elsewhere that she's caught so flat-footed when Ketangu and Erven declare their intentions and begin to slip off on their own.
Bewildered, she turns back to the others wide-eyed and wonders if they too intend to condone cold-blooded murder...
To Tabitha's proposal, the tall adventuress adds: "It may be a good idea, but before making that attempt I would prefer to block these doors... by jamming something underneath them, perhaps... perhaps a small metal object? Do you have something like that at your disposal? Because, you know Tabitha, I wouldn't want removing the eye to cause the doors to close again - and once closed, we couldn't insert the eye again, from here. Obviously there would still be a way to open from the inside (cultists would need it), but we'd be stuck until we found out".
Tabby reaches into her bag, and pulls out some pitons."These should do. But I wouldn't be convinced that they wouldn't lock themselves in. It could be a sign of devotion to the cult that once they join, they never leave. With the exception of some high ranking officials who might have their own section with a different entrance. Or maybe it only opens to true cultists?"
Ketangu also takes a few steps back from elaborate door and skull in the event something happens, or a pitfall trap opens up. "That eye should work but let's be cautious in case we got it wrong"
Khessa advises her tabaxi friend: "Wait a moment, Tabitha... There's no use risking ourselves - let's wait a little further away, while I place the eye with my magic... I'm not a powerful enchantress, but also for this reason, why not at least take advantage of the little I can do?"
The blonde arcane warrior then steps back for a moment (the maximum possible distance that allows her to still see the empty eye socket) and she begins to utter arcane chants, while she traces elegant glyphs in the air with a rod that she always carries on her belt and therefore retrieves easily.
[[ OOC: Khessa ritual-casts Unseen Servant ]]
After several minutes, Tabitha sees the tall adventuress smile encouragingly: "Let my Faithful Invisible Butler take care of it" and the tabaxi feels an unseen force trying to gently take the eye from her hand. "So we will be safe".
And if Tabitha does indeed let the force take the eye, the eye is gently brought to rest in place, inside the empty eye socket...
Tabitha does, and spends the time of the ritual sketching the various runes in her sketchbook. It's by no means all of them, or in the right order. But they look interesting and also pretty. She is fascinated by the outcome too, an invisible force who can manipulate what is around them
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"...And if you knew what relaxing massages it can give to the soles of your feet, in the evening, when you can finally take off your boots after a day's march!" Khessa whispers to the tabaxi, noticing her fascinated look. She smiles at that cat-woman, who seems to share the same lively curiosity as her.
While the warrior woman performs her spell Kit continues to study the eye. Pulling out her Thelarr, she plays her way slowly up and down the scale, seeking the sympathetic vibrations that will release the magic's aura to her vision.
(Ritual casting Detect Magic on the eye to further determine the school)
"...my faithful invisible butler..." Kit can't help but let a mocking smirk slip through. It was a clever bit of magic to be sure, and she was more than a little impressed, but she couldn't help but find the description to be grandiose.
(Spoiler alert, it is divination magic. But as your spellcasting is via a different method than Tabby, I will not assume she can recognise it as the same spell to tell you anything in character before you cast it)
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Having no fancy rituals to cast, the young dark-haired man impatiently taps his fingers against the wall he is leaning back against, until he completely loses patience mere seconds later and starts to entertain himself by singing along with the scaled music.
"There was a tall blonde out of nowhere
who'd easily wrestle a bugbear
but when spells she would cast
and she'd finish long last
the cult had already left their lair."
It's hard to accurately describe the sound of one snort-laughing into a thelarr. There are, in fact, possibly only seven people in all of Faerûn who have ever heard it.
Kit shoots Jack a dirty look but there's the sparkle of a smile behind her eyes. Shaking her head, she goes back to her ritual.
Khessa is vaguely aware of what Jack and Kit are saying and doing, but she is also deeply focused on her own ritual. She smiles for a moment, happy that someone is joking and, consequently, lifting everyone's spirits. But she knows that, as inexperienced as she still is in channeling the Weave, she needs all her concentration, so she just concentrates on the magical procedure and continues...
...And, when the procedure ends, she sends her Faithful Butler to take the eye and bring it to rest in place, inside the empty eye socket...
Erven grins with the short song and waits, watching the floating eye being carried and placed into the socket by some invisible force. He watches with curiosity, staying up against the wall, ready to surprise anything that might jump out.
A wizard is never late, nor is he early, he arrives precisely when he means to.
As Khessa's invisible servant inserts the twitching eye into the socket of the door, the skull emblazoned on the gate somehow grins, its skeletal teeth displayed prominently. Then, as silent as a whisper, the door swings open, a breath of dusty air brushing against you. Before you, a stairway descends downward for about ten feet, the bottom of which opens into a wide sanctuary with a vaulted ceiling. Stone pews are arranged in orderly rows. Black candles burning green flames occupy niches along the walls. Atop a pulpit at the far end of the hall stands a jagged sculpture of an emaciated hand with one eyeball in its palm. Two passages branch off away from the main chamber.
Jack
When his invisible friend inevitably zips away to go scouting, she learns that the passage to the east looks to be some sort of library or study. The chamber to the west actually contains a few people sound asleep. They wear dirty gray clothing, and their unkempt features suggest that they aren't quite the paragons of society. If you had to guess, you'd say that these were the cultists.
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The dark-haired young man is more than happy to resume the search for the murderous cultist. "Ahem, I have this little associate that keep an eye for me on things and she has just informed me that we have some cultists asleep to our right and some sort of library to our left. Perhaps deal with the cultists first before they wake up?" Jack says quietly to the others but is ready to follow along where the tall blonde and the scarred elf lead them. "If we have reason to trick the cultists rather than just tie them up I can probably help with that." He adds with a confident smile.
Stealth if needed: 8
"Should we take the eye back? I don't know how we open the door from the inside, but if it does take the eye I wouldn't want to be trapped in here if someone else closes the door."
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Kit raises her eyebrows at the reveal of an invisible 8th party member but (barely) has the good sense to know this isn't the time for questions.
"I'm more for the direct approach," she whispers to the group, "If something goes badly I'd rather not have anyone alone and surrounded by cultists."
"Well I doubt the cultists locked themselves in with no way out. So either we can leave at any time or there are more of those floating around down here. If you want to touch it that's your business, but we should absolutely destroy it when we leave."
She wrinkles up her nose in disgust, "it reeks of evil and death."
Khessa enters the cultists' lair with a smug smile... the silent opening of the door should give the party the chance to exploit the surprise effect...
Upon Jack's revelation and subsequent debate on the course of action, the blonde arcane warrior is of a similar opinion to Kit's: "I'd also say let's be direct, for now. After all, if we change our minds and want to use deception... we'll be able to do it later too, won't we? I mean... if you plan on influencing their minds with magic... or disguising and pretending to be on their side... that's something you can do even after we've already captured them, I guess".
To Tabitha's proposal, the tall adventuress adds: "It may be a good idea, but before making that attempt I would prefer to block these doors... by jamming something underneath them, perhaps... perhaps a small metal object? Do you have something like that at your disposal? Because, you know Tabitha, I wouldn't want removing the eye to cause the doors to close again - and once closed, we couldn't insert the eye again, from here. Obviously there would still be a way to open from the inside (cultists would need it), but we'd be stuck until we found out".
"Looks like we found a church or temple worshiping the eye. These candles are strange. Why leave them burning if no one is here. That is a waste of candle wax. In regard to the cultist, I say we kill all of them except one so that we may extract more information" says Ketangu
He stealthily heads west towards the sleeping cultist
Stealth
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Erven’s face screws up into a frown when he sees the foul symbol, the hand with the eyeball it its palm. His hand goes to his short sword, his jaw clenches and he looks ready to fight. He nods when Ketangu speaks, merely repeating “Kill them all… I guess we could keep one alive for questioning. Let me lead, I wish to sink my iron into them. After we are done, I want to destroy this altar…”
He moves in front of Ketangu, heading west to assess the situation.
Stealth : 15
A wizard is never late, nor is he early, he arrives precisely when he means to.
Kit watches Khessa and Tabatha's conversation with approval, the tall warrior mage clearly being reasonable and intelligent (an assessment in no way influenced by the fact that she's agreeing with Kit).
Perhaps it's because her focus is elsewhere that she's caught so flat-footed when Ketangu and Erven declare their intentions and begin to slip off on their own.
Bewildered, she turns back to the others wide-eyed and wonders if they too intend to condone cold-blooded murder...
Tabby reaches into her bag, and pulls out some pitons. "These should do. But I wouldn't be convinced that they wouldn't lock themselves in. It could be a sign of devotion to the cult that once they join, they never leave. With the exception of some high ranking officials who might have their own section with a different entrance. Or maybe it only opens to true cultists?"
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