Court of the Unspeakable One

Paullus was hurting back in the stairwell while Armania also needed some healing.  Erevel was under attack from the Byakhee.  Ciprian was buffing the party to the best of his abilities while Gavril was looking to fire arrows at Melisenn.  Ursina, still invisible was trying to assure that none of the party would die.

Melisenn seeing Erevel peeking out from behind the throne moved over to cast Boneshatter on her.  Even though Erevel saved against the spell, the resulting damage was enough to knock her unconscious.  

With their main fighter sprawled on the throne the party was becoming unsure of their survival.

Hallucinations Abound

From Erevel's back the pitcher plant suddenly attacked slamming her with the whole of its body.

"The damnable plant has attacked me," she hollered.

Ciprian, standing in the ledger room suddenly wrapped his arms around his body, "I'm melting, I'm melting," he yelled trying to hold himself together.

Gavril moved up into the bedroom and studied the plant target.  Armania moved up and cast a flame strike on the plant.

It's All In Your Mind

Erevel began walking toward the gatehouse as Armania was heading to the bathhouse.  Paullus in confusion started to trail Erevel while Asa and Daelene followed Armania.  Asa was as determined as ever to coax Armania into a sensual situation.

"I hear she is into that kind of thing." Gavril whispered to Asa.

Asa chuckled while still leering in her direction.

Armania suddenly felt a sharp pain in her head, although no one saw any action or heard anything from either Asa or Daelene.

Ciprian was dogging Daelene while Gavril kept after Asa.  Ursina headed to the north of the outbuilding hiding behind a corner.

An Invitation to Dance

Erevel was already heading up the remaining hallway to the closed northern door.  She listened and heard no noises from the far side, so she tried pushing the door open but it appeared locked.

Gavril tried the keys and none of them worked to open this lock, so he attempted to pick the lock but alas it was beyond his abilities.

"Let me have a crack at this," Ciprian stated proudly as he walked forward taking his thief's tools out of his pack.  As he approached the door his shaking hands dropped the tools on the floor.

"Sorry, I'm not really used to using these," Ciprian said, his voice shaking.  He then failed to open the lock also.

Have you Found the Yellow Sign?

"Here we go, I'm headed down," Erevel proclaimed.

"Do we want to search the rest of the complex first?" asked Armania.

"Let's stay in the Manor for now," Ciprian suggested.

"OK, were going," Erevel said as she stepped down the stairs.

Mommy Dearest

"Let's go up and clean up the upper level before going back to the first floor," Gavril interjected.  "Then we can go and clean up the outer buildings."

"What if there is a lower level in the manor here?" Ciprian queried.

"We haven't seen any stairs down, have we?" Gavril asked.

"Well we haven't been in at least one room yet, so it is still possible," Ciprian stated.

Kuru Wave

"Whew that was another blood sucker.  What is really going on here?" pondered Erevel, wiping the blood ooze off of her armor.

"Is everyone fine?  Does anyone need healing?" Ursina asked.

As no one spoke up the party continued searching the room.  Armania found the L-shaped armoire to contain a rather disorganized and grimy eclectic collection of expensive clothing—an ample cloak, a fur coat, a frock, a couple of silk turbans, a wide-brimmed hat, and a half-dozen shirts with lace-trimmed collars and sleeves.