egypt ♔ is this called living or something else

[lissatrinall]

♬ amsterdam - daughter

WHO || Lis'sa, Riddick, Phineas, Ella, Dimitri, Raegos, the Mithril Scarab, and more [Closed]
WHAT || The Knights head to Egypt to try and ascertain the location of a lost pyramid
WHERE || Cairo, Egypt
WHEN || Jan 21st, mid-day[forwarddated]
HOW || Actionspam. Single thread, don't worry about maintaining tagging order.

The party arrives in the bustling city of Cairo around mid-day, where it's a beautiful 70 degrees outside compared to the cold London January they came from. Along with whatever gear they brought individually for tomb raiding*, Wynn has also sent them with a chest of 2,000 gold pieces - because the woman who has promised to take them to meet Raegos (the only living man who can claim to have seen the lost tomb) plans to meet them at an antiquities auction.

Wynn has pre-arranged with the woman, who goes by the name of the Mithral Scarab, to recognize the party by the fact that they will cast several bids at the auction - and all of their opening bids will always be exactly ten gold more than the starting price. Once she has recognized them, she will find a way to show them a symbol of the Knights of the Silver Dragon discreetly to identify herself, and they are to follow her away from the crowd. Raegos' rumored paranoia concerning anyone else learning his location seems well demonstrated by the levels of security embedded in Scarab's directions.

The auction itself is a direct result of the recent elemental-driven storm that has unearthed a number of structures long buried in the desert. Some industrious tomb raiders have already taken to looting the lesser pyramids, and this underground sale promises to deliver some of the discovered goods into the hands of eager collectors. Wynn's generous supply of furnished gold was delivered to them with explicit instructions to purchase anything that they thought might be an item of actual valuable historical or magical significance, to become the property of the Knighthood.

* Don't forget to make a list of all items your character is carrying in an entry in their journal before tagging into this post! Please try to stick close to your character's maximum carrying capacity.

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[likeagod]

[Dimitri dashes in, intent on preventing her from doing any more damage to whatever seal she's trying to break, reaching out and trying to grapple her (atk 21).]

[lissatrinall]

[ the first strikes ankana in the chest, and singes her, but she doesn't burst into flames or anything so dramatic. she does, however, subsequently fail her reflex save vs phineas' breath weapon (ref 14). if dimitri does not have improved grapple, she tries to slam into him with her attack of opportunity, but isn't fast enough anyway (atk 20). she cries out in anger as he grabs her, but can't break his grip (grapple 16). she attempts to cast a spell, but the pain is too great and her concentration check is shit, so that doesn't happen.

the damage, however, is already done to the seal on the sarcophagus, it seems. the lid slides aside, and they get a glimpse of a desiccated mummified corpse, that disintegrates into ashes when the air hits it, slowly drifting away, as if carried by some unseen breeze. (spot checks plz).

hroken draws his scimitar and crosses over beside dimitri, unable, however, to stab her with the way she's struggling (atk 13). scepter pulls up his rifle and takes careful aim, but the grappling pair twists away from his bullet (atk 14). lis'sa aims with her excalibur as well, taking the negative so that she doesn't accidentally shoot dimitri, and therefore getting nowhere (atk 11/4).

lonicera starts nervously humming a tune to inspire courage and give everyone a +1 to attk and dmg rolls. julistar decides to turn around this pile of fail and gets a (nat 20!!!!) turning check, holding aloft a golden cross that hangs from around his neck, and ankana screams in horror, trying desperately to escape dimitri so that she can run from y'all. ]

[sorceresslite]

[ with a spot check of a whole 5, ella's focus seems to be firmly on ankana. single-minded to a fault, she casts magic missile at the pharaoh while dimitri still has her. she has no qualms continuing to attack an enemy combatant that is trying to flee. three missiles shoot from her fingertips, glittery green, and all three head with undeviating accuracy for ankana. (dmg 6, 4, & 5) ]

[thesleeper]

[Well... Phineas is going to dogpile onto the grapple to hold this bitch, with a grapple of 22! (B/c she's already grappled, the grab auto-succeeds, and she doesn't get an AoO, but she does get an opposed grapple.)]

[likeagod]

[Keeps up the grapple chain, because its so much fun to hold and let people punch. Or magic to death as the case may be (atk/grapple 24. I think he also does unarmed damage, which would be 8 if that's the case).]

[lissatrinall]

[ her grapple against phineas was only a 17 and against dimitri less than that. can you be grappled by two people at the same time? idk, why not. either way, all that damage is enough to murder her :( so she crumbles to dust in their grip with a shriek.

they think, for a moment, that that's the end of things... but the dust from the sarcophagus has coalesced into thousands of tiny jagged hieroglyphic numeric characters that create a roiling cloud of black smoke. it fills the air around dimitri's head and he must make a fortitude save to see what happens before i do everyone else's shit... ]

[likeagod]

[He turns as the smoke starts rolling out, holding up a hand as if that will help protect him from it (fort save 15).]

[lissatrinall]

[ the black smoke of numbers abruptly pours itself down dimitri's throat, and he would feel something start ripping at his internal organs, a sharp lancing pain (7 dmg). he is allowed another save each round to try to cough it out.

there's still more of the smoke hanging around his head, and hroken looks appropriately freaked out by it STUFFING ITSELF DOWN DIMITRI'S MOUTH so he's going to swing his scimitar at it, because that's how he solves problems (atk 28, dmg 9), which is... altogether useless, his weapon just going through the smoke like it's nothing. scepter casts a flaming sphere at it, which seems to burn away some of the smoke (dmg 10). lis'sa hesitates, before trying to shoot it (NAT 20; and a 14; 20 dmg). lonicera keeps up singing (+1 to attk and dmg for everyone) and julistar casts invisibility on himself over there. ]

[sorceresslite]

[ ella looks horrified for dimitri, but doesn't have any idea of what to do so she goes back to her stand by of violence, firing a scorching ray at the cloud of smoke. (atk 25, dmg 19) ]

Lis'sa, what is that?! [ 'cause she don't know with her wis of 4. ]

[thesleeper]

[Suddenly feeling like I'm back in the strength contest room... Phineas is just staring in horror, and probably backing away quickly.]

What the hell?!

[likeagod]

[Dimitri doubles over in pain, attacked from the inside, and he coughs violently, likely bringing up some blood as well, though hopefully along with the smoke (fort save 22).]

[lissatrinall]

[ he does manage to cough out the vaporous hieroglyphs, as lis'sa struggles to put a name to this horror. ]

It-- it might be a belker. [ she doesn't sound certain about that though, but its form manifests into something more visible as the bits coughed out of dimitri rejoin the whole. horrible black wings and claws are visible, and it attacks dimitri with all of them (atk 20/17 with its wings & 18 bite & 23/19 with its claws) but totally misses, because he's superfly. hroken keeps swinging at it, but neither of his attacks can hit the thing. scepter spends his time casting true strike on his weapon, while lis'sa nails it with a shot (atk 30, 20 dmg) and goes wide with the next. lonicera follows suit with julistar and makes herself invisible also. julistar mumbles an invisible prayer, which grants everyone a +1 on attack rolls, weapon damage rolls, saves, and skill checks, while each of your foes takes a -1 penalty on such rolls. ]

[sorceresslite]

[ ella wants to run in and drag dimitri out of the fray, but some semblance of self-preservation stops her. it helps that whatever that thing is can't seem to get another attack on him. so ella fires off another scorching ray at the monster. (atk 23, dmg 9) ]

[lissatrinall]

[ is actually enough to destroy it! the thing burns up in a nimbus of flame and they're all left staring around wildly for a second, to make sure there's not more of it. after it becomes clear that there's not, lis'sa turns wide-eyed to stare at ella. ]

[sorceresslite]

[ her attention stays on dimitri for a span of a few beats, as if waiting for him to puke up more smoke numbers and blood, but she seems to feel someone's eyes on her and she glances at lis'sa before looking away. ]

We need to get out of here. [ BLATANTLY IGNORES HER OWN DEATH NBD. ]

[likeagod]

Are you okay?

[As he moves to Ella. It's pretty clear that she isn't. Not entirely, anyway.]

Do you need any help?

[He's afraid she's going to crumble back to dust or something worse since he doesn't know how these spells work.]

[sorceresslite]

[ she puffs up like an indignant cat. ] You're one to talk, you just vomited up the curse of King Tut's tomb! I'm fine. Probably.

[ mostly probably. brushing dimitri off, visibly uncomfortable with the scrutiny, she moves to poke around in the sarcophagus. maybe there is a map with a line leading them directly toward the exit! (search 20 total) ]

We need to get out of here and then destroy that mask. I am not turning into Reagos' bloody nightmare.

[paracount]

[ the sarcophagus contains a number of riches, obviously packed with him to guide him in the afterlife that he was apparently deprived of: there's a black marble statuette of a scorpion, 4 small tokens with a picture of a swan boat engraved on them, a black tallow candle, an ornate scarab, a fancy bead, a jet-stone carving of some kind of barbed devil, a ring set with a golden yellow topaz, an ornate ankh, and over fifty ancient gold coins.

julistar hangs back, looking between ella's companions, and keeping his voice low as he turns his back to her to ask them: ] I thought you said she was dead.

[likeagod]

[Dimitri wipes any blood from his mouth, his voice low as he answers.]

She was.

[sorceresslite]

[ meanwhile ella is packing away the statuette, the candle, the scarab, the bead... you know what, she's taking everything. the whole point of this was to keep the artifacts from getting into the wrong hands, so she's not going to let them. also, as evidenced when she was eaten by a mummified dragon trying to hoard gold, she can't really help herself when it comes to treasure. she gives everything a neat, cursory glance in case it can be useful. (knowledge: arcane lore 26 or spellcraft 34 idk)

she knows they're talking about her, she's just grateful the scrutiny is not in her face. ]

[paracount]

Well, the last I checked, resurrections took more than a few minutes. Aren't you a bit concerned about what might have come back?

[ ella recognizes that a bunch of these things are magic, actually! the tokens, the candle, the scarab, the bead, and the ankh ]

[likeagod]

We'll handle it.

[The words are practically a growl (intimidate 28), but that might just be an indication that yes.

He's definitely concerned.

But he's sure as hell not going to let him do anything about it.]

[sorceresslite]

[ pleased with her treasures, ella turns to face them all again, bright red hair fanning out around her shoulders, making her ashen skin look a even whiter shade of pale. ]

Can we go now?

1/-

[lissatrinall]

[ a flash of uncertainty works itself into the paracount's eyes as he meets dimitri's gaze and realizes he means business, but lis'sa attempts to diffuse the situation in her own way by turning to him and demanding: ] I want to see that mask.

2/-

[paracount]

I think the mask is ours, fair and square.