laid back apocalypse

OOC:  Did the tapestry come down at least?

T'chal'fronack'zcinicker initiative : 9

T'chal'fronack'zcinicker on his turn pulls back the third curtain and begins speaking, even if he doesn't see anyone, "Are you aware that practicing Necromany without the proper permits can result in numerous fines, confiscation of necromantic tools, and possible jail time. In addition, a record of Necromany makes it very difficult to become employed after said violation. Now, you may have permit A-2553.c, and licenses 23b-e as well as appropriate supporting documentation, in which case you merely need to present said documentation for review as required." 

(Casts Dissonant Whispers Wisdom Save DC 11, for 12 psychic damage.) 

Kerric:

Initiative:  17

10 Wis save

he screams in anguish

(And it was door #3!)

Hearing T'chal'fronack'zcinicker begin his spheel and Kerric ready his sword up, Ebele would ready her staff. 

Initiative: 19 

Xalkas standing near the entrance to hopefully cut off any escape is rapidly flipping through his book again. Preparing to deal with the figure they chased to this room. 

Initiative:7

O - 17

waiting on Nemo but the order at the moment is

Ebele

Kerric

Necromancer

T'chal

Xalkas

Reghys: 19

Seeing the necromancer in the third alcove, Reghys prepares themselves mentally for the best performance of the night.

With a swift burst of speed, Ebele would lunge with her staff before following up with a flurry of blows.

Staff Attack: 8 Damage: 6

Unarmed attack: 24 Damage: 5

Ki point Furry Blows second UA: 11 Damage: 5 

Reghys is starting to growl:

"Exit light
Enter night
Take my hand
We're off to never-never land

all of Ebeles blows hit and as the necromancer slumps to the floor

"but but the eye

suddenly the body is encased in a black flame and the body disappears with a wailing cry

T'chal'fronack'zcinicker sighs and pulls out a ledger to put another scratch next to Ebele's name, then turns his attention to "the eye" sigil floating over the glowing orb.  

"Typical evil showmanship I say. Always trying to impress folks with their furniture made of body parts..."  

He walks up to the floating sigil, pulls out his sword, and waves the tip through the slit to see what happens.  If nothing happens, he pokes the glowing orb. 

Kerric:

Kerric holds his blade at the ready, but has one hand off it, ready to throw an attack spell at the strange sigil should it act in a hostile manner.

the eye fades away leaving the pedestal fashioned of severed arms arranged to clutch one another in a cone. Cradled in the uppermost hands is a glowing crystal sphere.

Kerric:

Not sure he wants to touch it, Kerric asks, “Xalkas, do you have any magic that can retrieve that crystal without touching it?”

Ebele would dust a little dirt off her shoulder. 

T'chal'fronack'zcinicker uses the point of his sword to nudge the glowing sphere to see what happens.

the sphere falls out of the hand and to the ground,   there is a slip of paper in the hand now

Without much of a pause, T'chal'fronack'zcinicker reaches forward and grabs the paper, opening it up to read what it says. 

He looks up from the paper to the group with a shrug, "It just has three phrases written on it.  The first is Luminae.  Then Luminae Maxia.  Then Levitae."