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"You might want someone sneaky with you, Sho, but it's your call." Talion looks pointedly between Bert and Erven, "No offence, Bones. They eye-patch suits you."
He glances to the north and grimaces, "Maybe wait until we've opened a tomb, it'll only take a moment. Then bones and I can deal with Esme." Don't really want to get eaten by rats while the healer's gone.
So saying, Talion moves north and uses his crowbar to open the seemingly empty crypts (( If necessary, they look open on the map)).
Crypt 1: 10
Crypt 2: 14
If they are not open and that's not sufficient, then Talion groans at the strain, and hands offers the crowbar to anybody else that wants to try...
While he waits, he watches the retreating form of Onyx, then shouts, "So, Onyx, what can you tell us about the Sentinel?"
Sho nods, he moves to give Bertolt space to lay out Esme's remains from his bag. "Watch your back, Bertolt. Those crypts are difficult to move."
He gives a concerned glance toward Onyx, then turns back to Erven. "We will go quickly." He says tersely. He gives Talion a confirming look before they go and ascend the stairs for Walter.
"You might want someone sneaky with you, Sho, but it's your call." Talion looks pointedly between Bert and Erven, "No offence, Bones. They eye-patch suits you."
He glances to the north and grimaces, "Maybe wait until we've opened a tomb, it'll only take a moment. Then bones and I can deal with Esme." Don't really want to get eaten by rats while the healer's gone.
So saying, Talion moves north and uses his crowbar to open the seemingly empty crypts (( If necessary, they look open on the map)).
Crypt 1: 11
Crypt 2: 11
If they are not open and that's not sufficient, then Talion groans at the strain, and hands offers the crowbar to anybody else that wants to try...
While he waits, he watches the retreating form of Onyx, then shouts, "So, Onyx, what can you tell us about the Sentinel?"
You all watch as Sho and Erven disappear into the darkness. The crypts are opened and stand ready to receive bodies, if you choose.
Sho and Erven, how fast are you moving through? Are you being cautious or wary at all? Or are you going as fast as you can?
Erven's plan would be to go as fast as we could, obviously careful where we step and trying to retrace our steps, back to the body. He will have his shield and rapier out. Passive perception 15.
"Let's move quickly Sho, I don't know how long we have before Onyx marches on into his own destruction. Let's pick up Walter's body up and put him to rest."
"I merely wish to know what the magic it holds does but I do not currently have the required material for that specific spell." Bertolt says as he moves to the crypt to begin putting the bodies inside, hoping this will let them escape from the strange house.
Talion watches as Bertolt places the bones in the crypt, "What is it you need for the spell? I will keep an eye out." He grins slightly and stares at the eye patch, "Hah! I made a scholar-joke. Did you get it?" He points at the eye patch and seems genuinely pleased with himself while he waits for the last of Esme's bones to be placed in the crypt. When it is done he pushes the stone lid so that it is almost closed. "Priest might have some ritual, or something to sprinkle, I suppose." He considers for a moment, and shakes his head,, looking back toward the stairs. "Strangest priest I ever met. Creepy, but in an honest way, not like the ones in the orphanage. What do you make of him?"
When they are done he focuses his attention back down the corridor, thankful for his keen vision in the pitch blackness. It marked me, and it shaped me; That's what he-who-shall-not-be-named said. Damned useful is what I call it.
You place the bones of Esme in the crypt [just Esme? Or did you want to put the skeleton Onyx was interested in too?] and seal it up. You all hear a chiming sound. You all see the faintest outline of energy and the shape of a woman appear. “Thank you,” it whispers. “Destroy them all.” It seems to pause and strangely, its gaze seems to lock on Lucky Bear - who barks at her and whines a bit - before disappearing. Bertolt - you feel a surge of happiness and confidence. Gain inspiration if you don’t already have it.
Talion, you keep Onyx figure in view. He doesn’t seem to be walking fast but rather steadily, as he gets to Gustav and Elizabeth crypts.
Sho and Erven, you make good time and pick up Walters bones. The white mist has made an appearance again and is swirling around you on the second floor. It whispers and whooshes around you at times, and foreign sounds can be heard. You feel an evil intent here. Please make wisdom saves. DC 12.
Onyx, you march forward stoically, your mind aflutter with competing thoughts and ideas. You find yourself stopped at the crypts of Gustav and Elizabeth as you sort them out. [let me know if you put the bones you found in the other crypt or not]
Erven sees terrible sights of his village, his mother again, calling to him, but this time joined by Rose and Thorn. “We are all waiting for you, come join us!” They seem to say. He shakes his head, addled and hurt. For comfort, he turns to the 5 remaining good berries in his pocket and eats them like popcorn. A slight relief. “Let’s get these bones and get back down there quick. Walter, it’s time to put you to rest as well.”
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A wizard is never late, nor is he early, he arrives precisely when he means to.
You place the bones of Esme in the crypt [just Esme? Or did you want to put the skeleton Onyx was interested in too?] and seal it up. You all hear a chiming sound. You all see the faintest outline of energy and the shape of a woman appear. “Thank you,” it whispers. “Destroy them all.” It seems to pause and strangely, its gaze seems to lock on Lucky Bear - who barks at her and whines a bit - before disappearing.
Talion watches as the apparition appears and then slowly fades. When he is sure it is actually gone he rubs his chest, remembering the wound Esme inflicted, then glances suspiciously at Lucky Bear, his old fears rekindled.
After a time he snorts, turning to Bertolt. "Are ghosts always this cryptic? Kill who?" He looks back and forth between the crypt, the dog, and Bertolt, clearly hoping for an explanation. "I miss the kids, I could understand them."
Shrouded in the mist, it was as if he was standing alone at the edge of a foggy abyss, looking down at a sea of white bones and abominable wraiths. He saw his old temple, his parents standing in the midst of the fleeing crowd shouting his name, and City Watch outside banging on the door, shouting that they were heretics. His head ached as if the ghosts of the shadowy spirits dug their sharp nails into his head and stirred, and he pressed his temples painfully as he waited for the bouts of pain to subside and sighed softly. He gripped the shield in his hand.
Bertolt will close the crypt and step back as a small smile forms on his face. So that done he will go to rejoin the others. "It would seem that we have nearly laid all of them to a proper rest. Now all that remains is the creature."
"You might want someone sneaky with you, Sho, but it's your call." Talion looks pointedly between Bert and Erven, "No offence, Bones. They eye-patch suits you."
He glances to the north and grimaces, "Maybe wait until we've opened a tomb, it'll only take a moment. Then bones and I can deal with Esme." Don't really want to get eaten by rats while the healer's gone.
So saying, Talion moves north and uses his crowbar to open the seemingly empty crypts (( If necessary, they look open on the map)).
Crypt 1: 10
Crypt 2: 14
If they are not open and that's not sufficient, then Talion groans at the strain, and hands offers the crowbar to anybody else that wants to try...
While he waits, he watches the retreating form of Onyx, then shouts, "So, Onyx, what can you tell us about the Sentinel?"
Sho nods, he moves to give Bertolt space to lay out Esme's remains from his bag. "Watch your back, Bertolt. Those crypts are difficult to move."
He gives a concerned glance toward Onyx, then turns back to Erven. "We will go quickly." He says tersely. He gives Talion a confirming look before they go and ascend the stairs for Walter.
Talion watches the death priest head up the stairs, then turns to Bertolt. "Crazy bastard. Probably wants to animate our corpses."
You all watch as Sho and Erven disappear into the darkness. The crypts are opened and stand ready to receive bodies, if you choose.
Sho and Erven, how fast are you moving through? Are you being cautious or wary at all? Or are you going as fast as you can?
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DM - And In The Darkness, Rot: The Sunless Citadel
DM - Our Little Lives Kept In Equipoise: Curse of Strahd
DM - Misprize Thou Not These Shadows That Belong: The Lost Mines of Phandelver
PC - Azzure - Tyranny of Dragons
Erven's plan would be to go as fast as we could, obviously careful where we step and trying to retrace our steps, back to the body. He will have his shield and rapier out. Passive perception 15.
"Let's move quickly Sho, I don't know how long we have before Onyx marches on into his own destruction. Let's pick up Walter's body up and put him to rest."
A wizard is never late, nor is he early, he arrives precisely when he means to.
Yes, the plan is to move as fast as possible. Maybe not dash, but at least power walk. And keeping an eye out in the meantime.
Passive perception 15.
"I merely wish to know what the magic it holds does but I do not currently have the required material for that specific spell." Bertolt says as he moves to the crypt to begin putting the bodies inside, hoping this will let them escape from the strange house.
Talion watches as Bertolt places the bones in the crypt, "What is it you need for the spell? I will keep an eye out." He grins slightly and stares at the eye patch, "Hah! I made a scholar-joke. Did you get it?" He points at the eye patch and seems genuinely pleased with himself while he waits for the last of Esme's bones to be placed in the crypt. When it is done he pushes the stone lid so that it is almost closed. "Priest might have some ritual, or something to sprinkle, I suppose." He considers for a moment, and shakes his head,, looking back toward the stairs. "Strangest priest I ever met. Creepy, but in an honest way, not like the ones in the orphanage. What do you make of him?"
When they are done he focuses his attention back down the corridor, thankful for his keen vision in the pitch blackness. It marked me, and it shaped me; That's what he-who-shall-not-be-named said. Damned useful is what I call it.
When they are done, Talion attempts to maintain a line of sight with Onyx, following as quietly as possible to keep him in sight.
You place the bones of Esme in the crypt [just Esme? Or did you want to put the skeleton Onyx was interested in too?] and seal it up. You all hear a chiming sound. You all see the faintest outline of energy and the shape of a woman appear. “Thank you,” it whispers. “Destroy them all.” It seems to pause and strangely, its gaze seems to lock on Lucky Bear - who barks at her and whines a bit - before disappearing.
Bertolt - you feel a surge of happiness and confidence. Gain inspiration if you don’t already have it.
Talion, you keep Onyx figure in view. He doesn’t seem to be walking fast but rather steadily, as he gets to Gustav and Elizabeth crypts.
Sho and Erven, you make good time and pick up Walters bones. The white mist has made an appearance again and is swirling around you on the second floor. It whispers and whooshes around you at times, and foreign sounds can be heard. You feel an evil intent here. Please make wisdom saves. DC 12.
Onyx, you march forward stoically, your mind aflutter with competing thoughts and ideas. You find yourself stopped at the crypts of Gustav and Elizabeth as you sort them out. [let me know if you put the bones you found in the other crypt or not]
DM - And In The Darkness, Rot: The Sunless Citadel
DM - Our Little Lives Kept In Equipoise: Curse of Strahd
DM - Misprize Thou Not These Shadows That Belong: The Lost Mines of Phandelver
PC - Azzure - Tyranny of Dragons
Wisdom Save: 21
(( @DM: Was "Destroy them all" from Esme? ))
Erven wisdom save : 15
A wizard is never late, nor is he early, he arrives precisely when he means to.
Both take 5 psychic damage, as the mist roils and recoils into the faces of people you have wronged in your lives.
DM - And In The Darkness, Rot: The Sunless Citadel
DM - Our Little Lives Kept In Equipoise: Curse of Strahd
DM - Misprize Thou Not These Shadows That Belong: The Lost Mines of Phandelver
PC - Azzure - Tyranny of Dragons
Erven sees terrible sights of his village, his mother again, calling to him, but this time joined by Rose and Thorn. “We are all waiting for you, come join us!” They seem to say. He shakes his head, addled and hurt. For comfort, he turns to the 5 remaining good berries in his pocket and eats them like popcorn. A slight relief. “Let’s get these bones and get back down there quick. Walter, it’s time to put you to rest as well.”
A wizard is never late, nor is he early, he arrives precisely when he means to.
Talion watches as the apparition appears and then slowly fades. When he is sure it is actually gone he rubs his chest, remembering the wound Esme inflicted, then glances suspiciously at Lucky Bear, his old fears rekindled.
After a time he snorts, turning to Bertolt. "Are ghosts always this cryptic? Kill who?" He looks back and forth between the crypt, the dog, and Bertolt, clearly hoping for an explanation. "I miss the kids, I could understand them."
If Onyx sees the opportunity to, he would lay the bones he found to rest as well.
Another medical problem. Indefinite hiatus. Sorry, all.
Shrouded in the mist, it was as if he was standing alone at the edge of a foggy abyss, looking down at a sea of white bones and abominable wraiths. He saw his old temple, his parents standing in the midst of the fleeing crowd shouting his name, and City Watch outside banging on the door, shouting that they were heretics. His head ached as if the ghosts of the shadowy spirits dug their sharp nails into his head and stirred, and he pressed his temples painfully as he waited for the bouts of pain to subside and sighed softly. He gripped the shield in his hand.
"Yes," Sho says, "let us keep moving."
Bertolt will close the crypt and step back as a small smile forms on his face. So that done he will go to rejoin the others. "It would seem that we have nearly laid all of them to a proper rest. Now all that remains is the creature."
Talion stars at Bertolt, moving back warily, "What creature is that? You mean the creepy doll?"