[Private to GM: Can I make an Occultism, but especially a Thaumology roll?]

Ales notices the red lights and beaded curtains and is sure this is place where the ritual is probably taking place.  In his head, it reeks of evil.

"Please, oh please, let there be something I can kill..."

Chou-Zhen slows his steps and gathers up his leather whip, to reduce noise, then continues as quietly as possible toward the red light.

[Private to GM: 18:32, Today: Chou-Zhen Mou rolled 11 using 3d6.  Stealth (skill 9).]

Airis doesn't touch the curtain and tries to peer though it to see what is on the other side.

OOC: perception roll failed by 1
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In reply to Iskander (msg # 933):

Per -4 from a distance, -1 up close enough to touch

"Can we get this down without making too much noise?" Jin asked quietly. "It's basically a noise-making trap."

"I can deal with traps..."

OOC: passed roll by 3.
Iskander uses the hook and tines of his weapons to carefully separate and curtain and mute the bells, by wrapping them with beaded strands. something that looked pretty complicated, like a surgeon going into a wound, with his instruments. "There.. it's done."

He wonders what would happen if they had blindly go in through the bell-laced curtain.
That gives him an idea...

"What if we turn this into a trap for them?"

He waves his hands in front of him, chanting as he did so.  Suddenly, the area became filled with the sound of bells jangling at all noise levels.

(OOC: Rolled an 11 on Sound (14).  Passed, unless GM applies penalty.)

"The hell are you doing, you idiot?" Jin turns to Ales angrily. "It's an alarm, you fool! It makes noise to warn the people inside that intruders are approaching! That's what it does! That's all it does! Iskander disarmed it, and you just did its job for it!"

"I swear you are the single biggest idiot I've ever met."
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Iskander bares his teeth and snarls:
"يا سخيف غبي...
ya sakhif ghabi..."

Ignoring their insults, Ales grabs his scimitar and continues ahead... slowly.

With any attempts at stealth rendered moot, Chou-Zhen once again flips his leather whip ahead with each step as he moves up to the curtained doorway without passing through (the glowing popper of his whip does enter the room).  Once a single step away, he peers through the gaps in the curtain, holding his lightning whip ready.

Airis goes though and looks around

[Private to GM: Today: Airis Moonshadow rolled 7 using 3d6.  Per. made by 5]

In reply to Airis Moonshadow (msg # 943):

Peering through the curtain before Iskander opened it, and
Ales subsequently set off the alarm, Airis could percieve a
number of persons in a karge, brazier lit space.

Almost all had been facing away from the entrance, but as
soon as Ales cast his spell, they all turned.

Ales, charging through, is confronted (7 yards in) by a man
in lamelar   armor, and a woman in an embroidered   set of
robes. FIre lights the area, and calls of alarm  come from
 behind the two figures.

"Do you wish to step aside, or are you eager to die for your master?", Ales snarls at the pair.  "I have spent too long in your little game, and I really hope you choose the latter."

Iskander remains on the other side of the archway, to the side. Listening to Ale's bravado within, he curses the chance for a surprise assault upon the enemy's distracted backs has been lost. He waits, sizing up their strength and tries to get an idea how many there are total, as there seems to be more beyond the pair.

"Clearly Ales must have some sort of brilliant plan," Jin whispered. "Let us wait and let for him to execute it before we interfere. Besides, he's the only one they've seen."

"I agree with you. This is what he wanted, after all."
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Hearing the shouts of alarm, Chou-Zhen ignores Jin and rushes through the curtain, coming alongside Ales on the side toward the robed woman, lightning whip at the ready as his leather whip flips and twitches to stay clear of his feet.

"Let's deal with these quickly, Ales."

In reply to Chou-Zhen Mou (msg # 949):

The man speaks a word, and black flames erupt around his right hand.

Several archers run into the room behind him.

In reply to Hedorah No Chan (msg # 950):

The woman cracks open her fan, and a violet sheen flows
around her, forming a dome like barrier.

Two ninja with swords out rush to flank her
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ooc: Do the archers have arrows nocked?

In reply to Jin (msg # 952):

The four archers are drawing arrows, about to nock them.

Jin shakes his head and draws his hungamunga, using the doorway as cover against arrow-fire. "Ales I can understand rushing in like a fool, but I had expected more tactical understanding from Chou-Zhen."