Give 'em a hand... [Combat thread]

[DM Bob]

"We cannot leave this temple unassisted." Replies one.

"But we would agree to residing within your flesh if you'd consent." Adds another.

"We would not ask for more than an hour of your time a day to take rein." States the third.

"We would require one body each." Adds the first.

"Our time is our choice though." The third voice directs.

The second adds, "Then we would not hamper your exploration."

[Coden Rokos (Jesse H.)]

Coden's eyes narrow, and he tilts his head slightly at an angle before he shakes his head "no" at Quila. His lips purse and his fingers flex across the haft of his spear.

[Attilius]

Attilius moves to the N.W. corner on the map and keeps his back to the corner.

[Quila Oris (John M.)]

"I think I must respectfully decline your possession proposals. I don't know how all of my friends here feel about it, but I think most of them are of the same mind."

Quila sighs, then continues, "We must learn of Tnor'morken through other means then, goodbye. I must take my leave." Quila also pings 'Muiko <'3 .. 2 .. 1 .. go'>

She then turns away meaning to walk out of the door they came through, before she turns around at the doorstep and casts a Sunburst into the room.

(OOC: Afaik this room was said to be some 12 feet high, 50 feet by 30 feet across. Sunburst area of effect is a 40 ft radius globe which I will put in the center of the room so it catches everything, including lots if not most of the crawled out of the room hands.)
(Initiative: 8. Spell does 6d6 - rolled 21 - damage to all undead, no save.)

[AthasianLaborer]

On "go", 'Muiko will reassert his illusion.

It will appear as though smokey, translucent chains softly glowing purple have slithered like snakes up and around the lower portions of the undead 'bodies' reaching to their wrists from their hips

There is no pain other than the sensation of a latched snake bite where the chain meets their wrist, but there is no damage, only resistance restraining movement if the illusion is effective.

At the moment of the bite, the room is filled with the overlapping sounds of 'surrender to rest well earned' echoing around the chamber in Dakhina's voice, it is in each language that 'Muiko knows.

Cast Magic Missile targeting the one closest to a party member.  

Will edit again with damage roll in a minute.

Five missile do 18 damage and 'Muiko is now visible standing with Niachi between him and the undead.

[Skrye [AC3; 48/48HP]]

- Skrye moves back, getting closer to Attilius and reciting a prayer as she touches his arm

[OOC: Initiative 2.
Casting Negative plane protection spell, it takes a round to be casted.

Prot vs Evil (-2 to attack me, my sav. throws vs such attacks at +2. Any attempt to mental control me or to invade and take over my mind is blocked; 23 rnds), AC O (11rnds), 48/48HP; SPELLS 1stLvl(4/5), 2ndLvl(1/5), 3rdLvl(3/4), 4thLvl(3/3)]

[Niachi]

On cue, Niachi's thumbs meet to spew a 5-feet jet of fire in a 120 degree arc to catch the 3 undead and as many of the crawling hands as possible:

CON roll for casting: rolled 6.

Burning Hands, 19 fire damage, save for 1/2.

The Tembos hold their actions and position to watch the team's flanks and rear.

[Attilius]

Apr 13, 2024 6:49:56 GMT -12 Skrye [AC3; 48/48HP] said:

- Skrye moves back, getting closer to Attilius and reciting a prayer as she touches his arm...

(I think you meant thigh as our height differences make his arm out of reach presently)

Looking down at the clerics physical touch, the gladiator sees a spell being cast and stays put so as not not break contact, waiting for an incoming attack...

Round 1 - initiative 10
Top of initiative:
Shield Block one incoming attack: Rolled a 1 🤬

1 axe chop at some red eyes or crawling hand w/n 10' (Initiative: 17)

Hit AC -8
18 magical Slashing

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Armor Class: -8
vs. missile weapons: -10
148/148 HP
+2 vs. Fear saves

[DM Bob]

Alas. After the blast of light from Quila's attack and the fire from Niachi's palms and 'Muiko's magic force, the trio of spirits simply leave.

"To our Master's side once more." Snarls one.

"Agreed. Better to fight as one. The pitfalls within will soften them up." Unseen sneers another.

"See you soon, fools." Adds the last.

The glowing red eyes vanish from this room. Nary a hand is left to be seen either, some had been caught in the blast, but most have scampered off.

[Attilius]

"Fucking smart cowards!"
Attilius yells in frustration as he full strength straight kicks and slams his foot into the nearest statue intending to knock them over like dominos.

After a deep breath he calms a bit "Where's the next trap to clear?"

[Quila Oris (John M.)]

"Remember what they said. They can't leave this temple. So let's stay cautious." Quila warns.

Seeing Attilius calm down and ask a question that makes sense, she answers matter-of-factly "That sarcophagus is trapped mechanically, and that eastern fresco is trapped, there is a hallway behind it that contains the mechanical trap which is a pressure plate in the floor itself. The hallway turns left and then leads to a door which has a magical trap on it. Beyond the door is the farthest place I have scouted so far. It looks a bit like the place before this room: small hallway with skeletons with wooden disks in niches." Quila points out the traps she remembers.

Then she turns and points to the southeast corner of the room to another door "Oh, and behind this south door there is another pit trap containing creepy crawlies, insects, scorpions and the like. And behind another door that is itself mechanically trapped by its handle is that embalming room which leads to the chute down."

[Attilius]

Sheathing his axe he looks at the sarcophagus
"Shit, that's a lot. How can I help to get rid of them?"

[Coden Rokos (Jesse H.)]

"That is a lot of traps."

Coden shifts from foot to foot.

"We should disable as many as we can. We don't know if we're going to have to try to run away from something deeper in the complex, and we don't want to wind up turning a corner and accidentally setting something off."

[Niachi]

The Dwur rogue flips his stone longknife from hand to hand then stoops to pin one of the charred hands, squinting for a better read on it.

He flashes a big grin at the group. Flicks the pinned thing a couple feet towards the sarcophagus and takes out a small black leather case, picks out a slender hooked tool made of some sort of darkened chitin or hide and slides it in some hidden slit in his sleeve then digs for another.

"That bonebox first... But check them corners where all them others went. We good in here while I work?"

He emanates a professional's calm even after all that ruckus. He squints up at Niachi:

"Nice trick, them beasties but I aint buyin' them. Hope yar gots more fire where that came from. Tallbois always trying to show off yer hexes."

He might have a thing with elves.

[Attilius]

Apr 13, 2024 19:34:26 GMT -12 Niachi said:

"That bonebox first... But check them corners where all them others went. We good in here while I work?"

The giant nods and stays on overwatch looking to the cracks and holes the hands disappeared into.