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  1. Zai shrugged noncommittally, unsure of what they sound could be. Kora considered for a moment, then nodded in agreement with the Albadian bard. "Perhaps." The quarter of women moved cautiously and quietly down the curving hall, the sound growing faintly louder. The inner curve of the hall - the wall shared with the chamber they had arrived in - was decorated with portraits of former masters and notables of the Circle of Eldritch Iron, which the school or arcane manufactory - it seemed to be one or the either or both - was called. The outer curve of the hall, pierced by what appeared to be equally spaced doorways held painted murals depicting scenes of sorcery and battle from the history of the Empire of the Wheel. They reached the next doorway, the sound more prominent. Siwan read the Ancient Ledean above it, which simply proclaimed, 'Arms'. Kora paused at the doorway without passing through, head cocked as she listened intently. A moment later, she shook her head. "Not here," she finally decided. "The... footsteps, the come from the next doorway, I think." They continued on, not wanting to be surprised from behind while they explored the arcane structure. This doorway was labelled as 'Armor'. Kora listened again, then nodded. The noise wasn't louder, but there was a difference in the quality of it. It was hard to judge in the spell warped atmosphere, but it sounded like less walls were interposed between them and the sound here. "Here." Zai sidled up, checking the open archway for any traps, mechanical or arcane, glyphs or sigils perhaps hidden in the elaborated etched frame. She nervously keeping looking through the arch towards the sound as while she looked for traps. The sound, definitely louder now, grew more distinct, then after a moment, starting growing more faint. Zai shook her head, finding no traps, then arched her brows, puzzled by why the footsteps - they had to be footsteps, despite how heavy and deliberate they sounded - seemed to be receding.
  2. Kora cocked her head, pointed ears seeming to grow even more pointed as she listened intently. There was something off about the acoustics in this place, making it hard to discern the distant sound with the accuracy she was used to. She caught just the faintest hint of a rasp tied to the thumping. The manticora woman nodded towards the left. "It believe it is coming from that direction," Kora said in terse softness. "But I cannot tell if it is coming from through that door we can just see or from further around the curve of the hallway or whether it is getting closer or further away. It sounds almost like footsteps, though very regular and very heavy."
  3. Zai stared in wonder at the animated images of friezes, but when she realized what they were, she quickly looked away. She was acquainted with her history and had no wish to witness it again. If any of the other women turned away from watching their own living histories they would have seen the depiction of a ship sailing away from an unknown continent towards one that resembled their own Ghelspad. Sigurn for her own part for the first time saw the face of her father. He was a handsome man with intense, intelligent eyes and a neatly trimmed beard. He seemed short for an Albadian male, but broad shouldered and well muscled. And he had fled Sigurn's mother and her Helliann allies to save his life after trying to abscond with an infant Sigurn. Not seeing, nor expecting, anything untoward in her own past, Kora stepped towards the pentagonal doorway and peered out. Outside the circular room that passed as a foyer in this arcane domicile was a hallway twenty feet across. The hallway seemed to curve back and around the room they had arrived in, encircling it. The same sourceless light continued spreading, lighting up the area, reflecting off the gold-veined marble. Across the hallway from Kora was another pentagonal doorway, the frame elaborately carved. There was writing incised on the upper edges Kora couldn't read. Siwan recognized it as Ancient Ledean, indicating 'Residences' and 'Personal Studies'. Looking each way down the hallway, Kora could just see the edge of another doorway on either side just before they would have been hidden by the curvature of the hallway. The air was fresh, slightly cool, and utterly silent except for a distant thumping, regular and rhythmic, almost like the beating of a heart.
  4. The door scraped across a floor of blue marble so dark as to be almost black, leaving scratches - presumably, there used to be another mechanism or dweomer to manipulate the door at one time. Looking closer, there didn't seem to be any seams of tile or flagstone, the floor - and possibly the walls? - being of a single piece, but it was hard to tell as the room was so dark it seemed to swallow the light. Until Siwan and Sigurn took several steps into the room and four slender obelisks of clear crystal flared to life with soft blue-white light, revealing the rest of the room. It appeared to be a precise cube, faced in the same dark blue marble. Under the eldritch light, a subtle animate frieze appeared on the walls, detailing the origins of the Empire of the Wheel, the male sorcerer of Albadia fleeing the cruel and power hunger Witches of that land to form their own nation. The air was remarkably clear and refreshing in the room. Kora and Zai stepped into the slight cool confines of the room as Siwan and Sigurn went further in. There appeared to be no other hallways or doors leading out of the room. But the four obelisks emitting light proved to be the boundaries to a square of gleaming white marble into which was inscribed a circle of sigils made with silver and red gemstones that was perhaps ten feet in diameter. Sigurn easily recognized their arcane significance, but it was not a magic used by the Helliann of Albadia. Siwan, from her study of the spellbook belong to a more academic wizard recognized the sigils as belonging to a teleportation circle - a permanent and localized one that was linked to one other single location. It seemed this was the true door to the Arcane Manufactory. A symbol in the center of the circle of sigils appeared to activate the magic, at the behest of one with arcane talents, though it did not look as though one would have to actually expend any of their own energies to power the effect. Though Kora felt quite comfortable, there was something in the air that made Siwan, Sigurn, and Zai itch, an ephemeral touch on their flesh that pricked at their arcane sensitivities. Zai tried to ignore it, looking around with vague disappointment, having expected to see riches and treasure laying about now that they had finally reached their destination and managed to open the door.
  5. Siwan holds her staff up and with her empty hand make a few quick gestures and mouths words of magic. The words are different from those spoken by Sigurn, as are the gestures, yet the result is the same as two bolts of fire leap from her hand to flash in the monster's face. But at the last moment, the Vengaurak ducked and the flames licked lightly across its carapace. Her immediate foe dead, Kora spared a moment to nod appreciatively, then, despite the injury, she leaped back into battle, crossing the distance to the remaining creature and tearing into its unsuspecting back. The Manticora's gleaming catclaws savaged and gouged deeply into the creature's back, stinking viscera torn free in a putrid rain. The monstrous titanspawn spun around in fury, rearing up before it plunged down to bite Kora on the thigh, but she just managed to deflect it away with crossed catclaws. Siwan was not so fortunate. As the Vengaurak spun around, it lashed out its tail and wrapped Siwan in its coils, entrapping her with crushing force, segmented chitin cutting into her flesh. Despite the grievous wounds inflicted on Siwan, still restrained by the creature's entrapping length, there was just the single Vengaurak left, a Vengaurak severely wounded, while all the ladies of the band remained to bring it low. And bring it low they did, with blade and spell. Seconds laters, the band was breathing hard after the brief battle, cleaning weapons and tending to wounds. Only a mystically locked down stood between them and the untold treasures they sought.
  6. The Vengaurak's mandibles snapped at Sigurns face, but was blocked by an invisible shield of force, causing Sigurn to grin darkly. She reached down deep and drew on that inner darkness, unleashing it for just a moment as she snarled at the creature. "You think you can hurt me?! Or that we're afraid of you?! You are NOTHING!" she snarled at the creature, her voice laced with hate and anger, ending with a bellowing roar. The malignant creature recoiled in surprise at the sound, tucking its mandibles low and its skittering legs close to its body. Then it countered in kind, making a hissing screech and snapping its mandibles at the witch, its eyeless head following her movements. Sigurn, still breathing heavy, her face twisted into a mask of anger and hate, slowly moved around the creature, trying to keep it's attention so as to coax it to give its back to Kora and Zai. "Stay alert, my friend. This monstrosity is not done with us yet." she said to Siwan.
  7. Seeing the wounds inflicted on the Vengaurak face to face with Kora, and knowing her friend's particular effectiveness against such titanspawn, Sigurn feels secure that she and Zai can finish the creature and so she slips past her friend, running to Siwan's side to lend her support. "Hold steady, my friend, these foes look more fearsome than they are." she calls to Siwan, reassuring her. Once at Siwan's side, Sigurn once again calls on the witching ways taught by her mother and summons forth another bolt of fire, placing her irritation and anger within it. With a brief incantation and gesture at the creature with her ax, a bolt of flame hurls forth at the Vengaurak, scorching it's chitinous hide and sending forth the foul smell of seared flesh beneath. "Forget about her! Come at me you piece of filth!" she yells at the creature, trying to draw it's focus, and once again she raises her shield, bracing for retaliation from the beast. Siwan twisted away from the creature menacing her and used her power over nature to manipulate the thrumming currents in the air. An ominous cloud of deep grey formed above the rim of the crater. With a pointing finger and a shout, a searing bolt of of silvery lightning struck the Vengaurak in front of her, so close she and Sigurn could smell the ozone and feel their hair rise and stir by their proximity. Uncomprehending its prey's actions, the foul creature was completely blindsided by the bolt of lightning from above. It writhed and screeched in paroxysms of pain and fury. With nary a thought as the creature closed in to attack, missing thankfully, Kora dropped her bow and donned her catclaws. Letting out a feral growl as she seemed to lean back before lunging forward to tear at the carapace of the creature with the feral feline fury that only a female Manticora could muster. Her first slash dug deeping into a gaping wound made by one of her arrows and her second raked it along the flanks. But her last upward strike ripped it open for halfway of its length to the underside of its mandibles. Thrashing in its death throes, the Vengaurak flailed at the lithe Manticora, failing to wrap Kora up in its dangerous coils, but it clamped down on her arm with rending teeth and acidic saliva. So close to death already, Zai dashed in low and quick, then jumped up and managed to slip her long blade between plates of chitin high up on the creature's back. It's thrashing immediately ceased as it fell limply with a heavy thump. The girl breathed rapidly in excitement and fear, looking up at Kora with wide violet eyes over the fallen Vengaurak. Maddened by the electricity wracking its nerves, the other disgusting creature lashed out blindly. Just before its mandibles closed on her face, Sigurn voices an incantation and makes a gesture. One of her tattoos glimmers with its own light and the creature's bite is obstructed by an invisible field of force. Its long, segmented coils attempt to crush and rend the Druid, but bolstered by the Bard's encouragement, she nimbly slips out of its reach.
  8. Vengaurak #1 Saving Throw: 1D20+5 => 19 Success! Total Damage Taken: 11 Bonus Action: Moves its speed towards Siwan Move Action: Not Necessary Action: Makes a Bite Attack and a Constrict Attack against Siwan Bite: 1D20+7 => 19 Hit! Damage: 1D8+4+ 1D8 => 2 + 4 = 6 Piercing Damage + 4 Acid Damage Total Damage: 10 - Siwan takes a total of 10 Damage (As I believe she had no Resistances that apply) Constrict: 1D20+7 => 12 Miss! Vengaurak #2 Saving Throw: 1D20+5 => 8 Failure! Total Damage Taken: 89 Bonus Action: Moves its speed towards Kora Move Action: Moves towards Kora and reaches her. Siwan may use her Reaction to make a melee attack with a melee weapon in hand, if desired. Action: Makes a Bite Attack and a Constrict Attack against Kora. Bite: 1D20+7 => 15 Miss! Constrict: 1D20+7 => 12 Miss! Damn you, you stupid Vengaurak! Siwan Reaction: Attack of Opportunity with her staff. Staff Rolling 1d20 + 4 ( 11 ) + 4 = 15 Damage Rolling 1d6 + 2 ( 5 ) + 2 = 7 Zai Action: Eldritch Blast, sending both bolts at the injured Vengaurak engaging Kora Eldritch Blast - Bolt #1: 1D20+6 => 8 Miss! Eldritch Blast - Bolt #2: 1D20+6 => 17 Hit! Damage: 1D10+4+ 2D6 => (8 + 4 + 5 +5) = 22 Lightning Damage
  9. Remaining calm in the face of titanspawn enemies, Kora loosed a pair of arrows with the grace and precision few Manticora could match, a small smile curling her lips. She loved fighting titanspawn, It left her feeling fulfilled as a huntress to slay them. Both arrows struck true in the softer flesh of the Vengaurak's underside, Kora drawing its ire away from Sigrun. Siwan dashes forward angling to put herself between the monsters and Zai. As she skids to a halt some 10 to 15 feet from the Vengaurak's, she swings her staff in an intricate arc about her body and intones the wizardish incantation. As she finishes the magic word she brings the staff down, the point touching the ground facing the creatures and a wave of thunderous force erupts roiling toward the monsters! Dust and rock are picked up by the pressure of Siwan's spell and flung into the air even as it slams into the pair of creatures. The one pinioned by Kora's arrows had reared and was caught by the wave of booming thunder and was flung back nearly to the cross street but the other had crouched low at the last instant and clung to the broken ground with its spiny claws. An instant after the wave passed it by, it slithered with insectile speed towards Siwan and snapped its mandibles on her shoulder piercing flesh, its saliva making her skin blister. It then tried to wrap her in its chitinous coils, but she fended it off with staff. The second Vengaurak still focused its raging hunger on Kora and with a hideous combination of slithering and crawling, rushed the Manticora woman, ignoring all else. Siwan fetched it a blow with her quarterstaff in passing, striking it hard enough that it would have fallen off its feet, had it used them instead of a tail for locomotion. Between the Vengaurak's ungainly haste and Kora feline grace, the creature came nowhere close in closing its maw or coils about her. Zai took advantage of its hissing frustration, releasing another pair of crackling eldritch blasts at the wounded creature. The first one went high, but the second burrowed itself deep into the juncture where one insectile limb met the trunk of its body and knocked it tumbling almost ten feet past Kora. The disgusting creature was slow to right itself, severely injured now as it leaked putrid gore. The slim girl bared her teeth in a fierce grimace.
  10. Without even thinking, Sigurn moved in the direction opposite of Zai, at worst forcing the creatures to split their attention, and at best causing them to forgot or lose track of Zai. With a few uttered words and gesture at the creature with her ax, Sigurn send out a bolt of fire at the creature nearest Zai, hitting it with a splash of flame before she raises her shield once again, preparing for the creatures' retaliation. The flames blackened a patch of chitinous hide on one of the creatures, an acrid scent rising in the air, but seemed to do nothing to deter or hinder the Vengaurak. Truly, all the grazing bolt of fire seemed to do was draw the disgusting creature's attention towards the Albadian Witch, its eyeless head swinging in her direction as it made a chittering hiss.
  11. Move - Zai moves towards one side of the street, giving her chance to dash around another building next turn, if necessary. Action - Eldritch Blast, targeting each Vengaurak with one blast. Bonus - None this round 1D20+6 => (5 + 6) = 11 1D20+6 => (2 + 6) = 8 Missed with both!
  12. Zai bit down on her lip to keep from screaming at the sight of the horrid, nightmarish creatures that would have haunted her dreams... if she slept or dreamed anymore. Not seeing any cover to hide behind within immediate distance, the slender girl moved to one side of the street as she pulled out her long knife in one hand and brandished her other at the minions of Gaurak in a mystic gesture, launching a beam of purple-white lightning at each one. But in her haste and fear, the girl struck wide of both, the arcane lightning scoring dark streaks on the stone of two other buildings lining the broken street.
  13. Combat Outside The Door Neither side is Surprised. Initiative Order Zai - 24 Sigurn - 19 Kora - 16 Siwan - 15 Vengaurak - 7 Siwan - Arcana 26: You know these creatures are called Vengaurak. Vengaurak are vermin terribly transformed by the influence of the titan Gaurak. Once simple burrowing insects mutated and grown huge by the titan’s fell essence, they tunnel up from the depths in search of anything edible — and they can consume almost anything. Totally fearless, they chase down anything that moves, but they have a special, unnatural hunger for those who worship the gods. Their bite is acidic, but more dangerous is how they constrict, crush and cut with their long, articulated, sharp edge bodies. Vengaurak - AC 14, no particular Resistances that you guys have to worry about, I believe.
  14. Following the route Siwan had deciphered, the Band moved over a street and down another block where it ended against the inner side of the crater. For a moment Siwan feared that the building they was sought was entirely buried, but then she noted the edge of a building protruding from the wall. Siwan pointed and with Kora keeping watch, Siwan, Sigurn, and Zai began working the face of the building free from the side of the crater. Like soft sandstone or dried clay the dirt feel free in sheaves at their prodding, breaking into choking dust when they hit the ground. It took several minutes, but finally they cleared the front of the building, sweat making the dust stick to their flesh. At first, it seemed rather modest, perhaps fifteen feet on a side, though they could not tell how deep into the side of the crater it went. But the raised frame surrounding the pentagonal doorway was elaborately carved with runes and sigils, that glowed with their own faint light. On the upper most point of the doorway, the lintel stone was an abstracted version of the symbol of the Wheel that matched the one of their map. Unfortunately, the doorway did not gape open but instead seemed sealed with a seamless wall of iron. Rapping on it, it returned a dull thunk, appearing to be solid. Zai scowled. There was no lock for her to pick, not as she understood it. Sigurn and Siwan did understand, however. It was a door locked by arcane means. With her innate witchery, they believed Zai would be able to open the door herself, she simply lacked the training. It took arcane skill to open the door, just a minor amount even, if they could apply it in the proper fashion. The formula for access with woven into the intricate carvings surrounding the pentagonal doorway. It would take them some time to solve the eldritch formula and being in a crater, the light was fading fast. But just as they started, Kora gave warning. Everyone could almost feel the ground vibrate as two heaving mounds of dirt rose from the street. A moment later two creatures broke free of the earth and hissed at them. They were foul, twisted creatures, combining aspects of beetle, mantis, maggot, and serpent. They had long, articulated bodies with a chitinous hide and moved like snakes, snakes the size of draft horses and reeked of carrion and blood, they breath holding an acrid taint they could smell from thirty feet away. Aggressive and single-minded, the eyeless titanspawn rushed towards the female flesh they sensed.
  15. Kora leading, the band of women walked out onto the floor of the crater. The ground was gritty and a bit loose, kicking up puffs of dust with each step. The sun filtered down into the crater at an angle, revealing dust hanging in the air. The air was thick, they could taste it on their tongues. Zai wrinkled her nose and tied a scarf over her nose and mouth. The streets seemed to be laid out like the spokes of a wheel. Whatever event that had formed the crater was clearing not natural. Though the structures they passed by - all single story - seemed more or less intact, the ground swallowed them from their bottom third up to well pass half way to the cracked or missing slate roofs. A cursory glance into a few showed them to be largely devoid of anything of interest - if they had once held anything of value, they had been pillaged long since. Looking for tracks, Kora found some belonging to typical wildlife, mostly lizards and snakes here, but a pair stood out. There were a pair of wide furrows that weaved through the streets that reeked of blood and carrior, but she couldn't tell what type of creature the tracks belonged to. It held something of an insect and something of a serpent. Beyond the whistling of the wind across the mouth of the crater, it was eerily silent. They began working their way towards the East side of the crater. The sheer walls broken by the partially buried remains of buildings. Beginning to grow slightly concerned that what they sought, Sigurn and Siwan perused the map once more, trying to decipher exactly where the arcane holding should be while Kora maintained a lookout and Zai desultorily wiped dirt and grime from the lintels of the nearby buildings, seeking some sort of identifying mark resembling one of those on the map.