<It's hard to tell, but some of it might be cloth...>

Disgruntled by the idiocy of the architects at even building such a dead end, Albricht stumped back along the route his troupe had taken, finally giving in to the apparitions being some sort of joke of the dead royal Jester. Perhaps this place was just a big, elaborate playhouse, though the dwarf had never heard tales of any Jester Kings in this region's past. It was a mystery and Albricht made a mental note to look this Jester up in whatever afterlife followed this... and thoroughly throttle him!

Following just behind Plathstream, the dwarf cocked an ear to the door to listen to the tearing noises. He absently passed a hand over a lingering patch of tender skin from their last encounter with fire beetles. He didn't really wish to repeat that experience, but he also didn't want to leave a swarm of the fell beasties behind them...

Kneeling down so his companions might shoot over his head, he shouldered his crossbow and nodded to Plathstream to open the door.

"We can nail'em to the wall from here. No use getting sprayed all over again... Ready lads?"

Roak readies his shortbow as well, keeping well away from the door.

When everyone is ready, Plathstream will open the door, springing back.

Sherborne waits, hammer at the ready.

readies bow and attitude.

Silverglade readies his sword and shield and takes his place at the front with the other melee fighters.

With a final nod from Vsaati, Silverglade opens the door.

Along the walls are paintings of a priest performing ceremonies.  On a raised dais in the middle of the room lies an open bronze sarcophagus.  Here, three hideous, beast-like humanoids are tearing a mummified body apart with their sharp claws.

<The party has surprise.  Declare actions, please.>

In reply to Dungeon Master (msg # 59):

  Elboc Drops his bow and plus his sword, he starts to run in to attack..

  <if he makes it to one of the ghouls, he attacks..


22:44, Today: Elboc Ice Eyes rolled 13 using 1d20+2.  Attack, Sword.
22:44, Today: Elboc Ice Eyes rolled 6 using 1d6+2.  damage, sword.


hitting an armor class 4.

The dwarf's gasp and subsequent silence were proof enough that the humanoids were not what Albricht had been expecting. He remained silent long enough to send a bolt down range before he began backpedaling from prior comments regarding Fire Beetles.

"...and if any of you had waited but for a moment, I could have told you that the tearing sound we were hearing was similar to, but notably inconsistent with, those made by previously encountered Fire Beetles! Instead we have these, these... THESE!"

Albricht Burghammer rolled 13,4 using d20+1,d6 ((12,4)). Hit AC 6.

Albricht's bolt catches the hideous creature just before Elboc gets to it, doing enough damage that the stroke of Elboc's sword finishes the thing.  The smell of decay begins to permeate the room, coming from the no-longer-moving body.

Two remain.

Keen to make up for his earlier shameful display with the ghosts, Silverglade throws himself at another monster.


22:10, Today: Silverglade rolled 15 using 1d20+1.  Attack (sword). Hits 4+
22:11, Today: Silverglade rolled 3 using 1d8+1.  Damage (sword).

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Sherborne attempts to attack one of the Ghouls but his hammer catches the foul air instead.

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19:57, Today: Sherborne rolled 8 using 1d20+1 ((7)).

Plathstream strides up confidently to the ghouls and strikes one hard.

Move up, hit AC 3 for 7 damage.
1:08, Today: Plathstream rolled 7 using 1d10+1.  Damage on ghoul.
21:08, Today: Plathstream rolled 16 using 1d20+1.  Attacking ghoul.

Roak, meanwhile, tries to shoot the ghoul that Plathstream strikes.

HIts AC 7 for 6 damage.
21:09, Today: Roak The Quick rolled 6 using 1d6+1.  Arrow damage.
21:09, Today: Roak The Quick rolled 12 using 1d20+1.  Arrow on ghoul.

Silverglade and Plathstream neatly take out another of the creatures between them, and then Roak and Vsaati take another out at range.  The three creatures cease moving that there does not appear to be another immediate threat in the area.


19:42, Today: Dungeon Master, on behalf of Vsaati, rolled 3 using 1d4+1.  Sling Damage.
19:42, Today: Dungeon Master, on behalf of Vsaati, rolled 18 using 1d20+3.  Attack Roll (Sling).

<Roak forgot about his +1 to missile combat, as a halfling, which was enough to hit.>

  Well,.... we seem to be getting better at this, yes? ::chuckling , he moves to the alter and looks about:: We may survive this after all. At least I know I will, Smiling, he cleaned his sword then replaces it in its scabbard.
 After checking out the alter and the surroundings, he retrieves his bow and the arrow he left on the floor at the threshold of the door.

Albricht crept into the room after his companions, shouldering his crossbow and gripping his warhammer. "Never trust these sorts of dead undead... Ye can just never be sure they'll stay dead!"

He backed his way up next to Elboc and the alter and then risked a quick look over his shoulder, giving every indication he expected the ghouls to jump back to their feet and attack any moment. "Anything interesting?" he whispered to the dark elf.

As Elboc looks over what he had thought to be an altar, he notices that it had a lid.  That lid has been pushed off onto the floor, and what looks to be the remains of a mummified body, badly shredded, lies inside.  Glinting from inside what now appears to him to be a sarcophagus are a jeweled necklace and two gold bracelets.

Plathstream smirks. "Don't be overconfident. The overconfident is usually the one to die first through the mysterious door."

He searches the perimeter of the room.

In reply to Dungeon Master (msg # 70):

In reply to Dungeon Master (msg # 70):

  hmm... well? No water, but I think I just found something that you may be interested in dear friend. Take a look here, on the neck and wrists of the deceased. Are we collecting for the group or individuals on this expedition? I will give to the group treasure bag, the necklace and one bracelet, but shall keep for myself the other bracelet. If this is acceptable to the others? he reaches in and pulls out the items, handing the two items to the Dwarf, he pockets the other. Looking to the others that this is acceptable .

Albricht snorted and tried to look as if he were indifferent, however his whiskers belied his interest in the items as they stood out on end. "Water's worth more than baubles, ye've got that right... but I suppose that bracelet does match your outfit..." The sarcasm was thick.

"We'd best throw all our treasure in the common pot and split it up later, because if we don't find water, there isn't going to be a later!"

The dwarf again utilized his lazy eye, putting the defect to good use as he examined the scorch mark while keeping the dead deadly undead under surveillance...

"Trinkets, mere trinkets," remarked Lanliss as Elboc lifted the baubles. He kept an eye on the corpse though, for these things had the unfortunate habit of not quite being dead yet, in places as strange as these.

"Our little chum here is right, let us press on before we all become desiccated husks, like that poor sod."

"I would advise a little bit of caution when taking trinkets off of dead people.  One never knows what has been bestowed on such things." , Sherborne offers a shrug.

Plathstream makes a pass around the perimeter of the room, but finds nothing of additional note.

Albricht looks over the scorch mark on the wall, but aside from the fact that it appears to be humanoid in shape, there is nothing else to distinguish it.