Monstrous Compendium Vol. 1: Spelljammer Creatures
Frozen Sick
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Leigh stands and runs a hand through his long hair out of his face revealing an expression of concern.
"I have observed creatures that hibernate to act in a similar way, though they tend to find a safe location before falling into slumber.." Leigh remarks looking around the room uneasily.
Tearing off some of the cloth from his ragged clothes that got hewn during the fight, he uses it to tie his hair back out of his face and glowers down at the fallen cultists. The thought of using their gear made his skin crawl and it did not seem to serve them well but he may have no choice if he wishes to follow the others deeper. Walking over to Ian
"Well done Ian, you saved us with your brilliant decision making and strength. Come, let us search these pathetic parasites for gear. As loathsome as I find it to posses anything from them, I do not wish to be a burden to this brave band of heroes."
OOC: Investigation 23 (Nat 20)
Enwynn says politely to Leigh and Ian "If you do not mind returning them to me when you have found replacements of your own, I am willing to lend a magical shield that has stood me in good stead before, and an enchanted shortsword." but adds as she offers them both a waxed cloth wrapped ration bundle "But I must warn you that the blade also contains the hunger of a wolf in winter, so whoever chooses to become attuned to it may need an extra few of these as well."
The elf looks sterner when she observes "While the minions of the Warlock we seek are indeed loathsome in their ways, those ways likely include stealing from those they captured. Perhaps you may yet find useful tools without the taint of foul sorcery on their bodies?"
“Here is a spear if you like.”
Tzedaka will examine the sword and box in the other room, but will not touch or open until the newcomers are ready
As a monk, i'm ready to go.
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Leigh gratefully accepts the gear offered by the party.
"I thank you all, I will return these as soon as possible. Now let us defeat the evil here and be gone from this wretched place."
Getting ready as quickly as possibly, Leigh follows the others to the sword and box.
The Trolls axes are too large and awkward for anyone....except perhaps Herman but he has better weapons anyway.
The cultists carried scimitars and leather armour, one was in rather rancid splint mail.
One of the cultists carries a key formed of red metal, when it is picked up a door appears in the wall that the now eaten Troll was trying to break through.
"We should find a somewhat secure place to put Shalana without backtracking too much. There's not a lot we can do for her right now anyway. We have to deal with Zagor, afterward we can focus more on Shalana's condition and what we can do to help her."
Banzo does a quick search of what he feels he can spare so that the newest additions aren't left empty handed.
Briefly heading back into the room with the sword, skeleton and box the group discovers the sword to be a well made but seemingly mundane longsword, the box contains a large ball of string.
After the fight Herman takes a deep breath and respite for long moments, while the others are exchanging presentation.
He congratulates with Enwyn especially:
"great! what a force of nature! I knew you have it within you!"
After Tzedaka talks her strange omens/presentations, Herman looks satisfied (or at least he knows better not to bother with the crazy goddess/angel/whatnot) and shake the hands of the newcomer:
"you both fought well, the others know that, in other circumstances, I would ask you tons of questions but now it is not time to split hairs: any enemy of Zagor is our friend"
"you will need any possible assistance: there you are"
he offers the ring of true seeing and a potion of healing
Tzedaka smiles at Herman and gives him a hug. "You're learning, my fierce protector!"
Tzedaka gives Garot the red metal key, "Der is a door chere, or we can go back to de other passage.
She again looks at her labrinth scroll, hoping she recognizes this secret area, or any pattern in the passages.
"Some of you spent some of your power, vould the bench work again?"
"I didn't notice any door before. It was only when we had that red key that it appeared."
Banzo scratches his chin lightly.
"You know something... that might be a safe place to secure Shalana away until we return for her."
Herman agrees and lifts Shalana up to the bench, with all possible care that he has (few)
Leigh asks curiously
"You have a map? Have you identified where this Zagor is likely operating from?"
He adjusts the gear graciously lent to him, moving and stretching to get used to the weight and ensure he is not physically restricted.
Tzedaka smiles at Leigh and shows him the labyrinth scroll
”So far, I don’t see de path to Zagor chere.”
As the 'Heroes of Chalice' prepare to continue their search of the mountain stronghold to find Zagor and stop his evil machinations, Banzo will send his cat familiar, Zeno, on ahead to scout.
Zeno's stealth: 16
Looking at the map it appears rather rough and partial and doesn't seem to correspond to the current area....you both note that there are few rooms detailed on the map it is mostly corridors crossing and turning.
With Shalana stowed on the bench and their new companions somewhat resupplied the Heroes of Chalice face the mysterious door the door is opened with the key and Zeno sent through.
Banzo-
Zeno slips through the door and walks along a narrow tunnel. It tums briefly to the right and then to the left, where there is a small dusty alcove, Walking on, Zeno arrives at another wooden door with a carved bone handle.
"The tunnel beyond the door goes a little to the right and then the left, there's a small alcove and beyond that a wooden door with a bone handle."
Banzo begins heading in that direction, sort of teetering and wobbling in his odd way of walking. You guess it can't be easy to walk around carrying a 300 pound shell on your back. In fact it must be difficult to do many things like that.
Tzedaka eagerly follows the tortle, playing with a strand of her silver hair with one finger as they go, yet aware and watchful at the same time, as they approach her objective. She carries a shield with the scales of justice painted on them, but her mace is hanging from her belt. In fact, she did not wield it in their last fight.