laid back apocalypse

inspection reveals........fried zombie  and non fried zombie

Kerric:

"Right, let's keep going.  Shall we continue to follow the left wall for now?" Kerric suggests, moving towards the passage across the way to the left (should be the southwest passage).

Stealth:  7

Perception:  11

the passage winds a little bit before turning towards the west and then

The passage opens into an enormous cavern illuminated by several guttering torches set in sconces on the walls. The floor is uneven, and the ceiling is forty feet up. Three flat boulders near the passage serve as tables for human corpses. Severed body parts sit in baskets by the corpses, covered in dry gore. A figure in a dark hood stands by the third table, its back to you. Matted hair juts from the hood, and the figure holds a bone needle threaded with dark cord in its hand.

Farther to the west, a stone stair climbs the north wall, ending near the ceiling. A stone slab like a counter juts from the wall across the room from the base of the stairs. It holds saws, knives, and other tools. Four skeletons stand beyond this tool bench, guarding a wide passage that exits the to the west.

a voice rings out

“Bow before the Lord of Lance Rock! Me! Behold my dark terrors!, are you here to pay homage?

Kerric:

Advancing forward with his weapon drawn, Kerric says, "No, we actually came here looking to purge the land of evil cultists...but I suppose evil necromancers will have to do."  Kerric advances on the practitioner of undeath, ready to help him permanently join his victims...

Initiative:  23

Stealth: 7
Monkinitiative: 16 

Ebele quite literally matched Kerric step for step through to the next area, only pausing for the dramatic reveal.

Xalkas can’t help but let out a small chuckle at his own thought ‘Lord of Lance rock ... more like lord of a few zombies and piles of bones’. Standing close to the source of the delicious cider, Xalkas begins flipping through one of his books, looking for the perfect spell for this situation.

initative: 11

T'chal'fronack'zcinicker elbows Reghys next to him and whispers, "Hey...waddya think is making Kerric think this guy is a necromancer? We're pretty sure this is the cult headquarters aren't we?"  He returns any questioning looks with a completely blank stare. Then he pulls out some paper. He steps forward just behind  Kerric, "Actually, we are currently looking for the whereabouts of an evil cult of earth. Is there any chance they're here...in this rocky hole in the ground, demarked from above by a massive rock?  Just a wild guess, but ...we have to deliver them a cease and desist order on their evil activities."

T'chal'fronack'zcinicker Initiative : 8

Reghys can't hide the glint of joy in their eyes- the living could be charmed!

Initiative: 23

After Kerric's opening words, Reghys looks to T and Ebele. "It might be throwing the competition, but damnit, I'm made to sing." Then they blow a haunting tune on their flute, using the echo of the cavern to fortify its haunting effect. Walking to the front of the group, the satyr starts singing in a high and lilting voice:

5 z

7 s1-2

8 s3-4

4 O1

6 O2

O2 dx save 15

Skelitons save 17

Initiative order

Reghys

Kerric

Zombie

Ebele

O1

O2

Skeles 3 and 4

Xalkas

T'chal

Skeles 1 and 2

you all see something start glowing behind the skeletons

Kerric is up

Kerric:

Moving quickly up to the necromancer, Kerric hopes to dispatch him before he can use his dark magic on them.  Feinting a slashing blow to the neck, the elven warrior instead slashes at the necromancer’s upper thigh, then reverses his blade to slice at the opposite side of the foe’s torso.

Bonus:  Feint using Superiority Die

Action:  Attack with Advantage with Elven Curved Blade:  Attack: 16 Damage: 10,  if hit, add superiority die damage:  1

Action Surge:  Attack with Elven Curved Blade:  Attack: 23 Damage: 14

with 2 quick swipes of his blade Kerric beheads and partially dismembers the hooded zombie at the table,  looking down at his kill he is aghast at seeing 5 disembodied hands crawling towards him

A smirk will appear on Ebele's lips as Reghys would begin their tune. It'd give her a moment to take a breath and listen. Focusing her hearing on her party's movements, the monk will hear the swift sounds of Kerric's blades. Then it was the sound of, scurrying filangies? She'd cock her head to zone in on the sound further. 5 sets, headed for their elven warrior. Accepting that she may not be able to get all of them, Ebele would limber up and hope for the best. Taking her staff with both hands, she'd line herself up. Then with long striding steps and a little skip, the monk would pull her staff back and swing, hoping to club one before dropping into a sweeping kick.

Staff Attack: 7 Damage: 7

Kick unarmed attack: 10 Damage: 6

T'chal'fronack'zcinicker mutters as the situation unfolds, “Well now, those can hardly be considered a point each.”

they just seem to be a little too fast for Ebele as both the staff and kick miss

3 claws "Jump" at Kerric  1 catching his leg for 3 damage

 and 2 try to latch on to Ebele but miss

 Meanwhile at the back of the cavern the glowing figure seems to retreat and two of the skeletons are advancing

Seeing Ebele under assault from the disembodied hands, decides to ... lend her a hand. Moving over to them (within 15ft of the furthest hand to get all five of them) Xalkas again shoots fire from his hands and directs it around Kerric and Ebele scorching their assailants as best he can. After uttering the words for his spell looks at the elven warrior and the blind monk. “Sorry to throw the contest out of whack, but it looked like you guys needed a hand ... or five ... dealt with.” With a quick turn to T'chal'fronack'zcinicker, “whether they count or not we should stop them from getting to handsy no?”

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with the exception of the hand on Kerrics leg. the hands sizzle and disappear in a puff of black smoke

the one on Kerrics leg just shrivels and falls off

the voice from the back screams