Labalyn's memorial

[Nephrite]

Xandra again sends another Polar Ray at the creature, attempting to keep it from healing by freezing its chains!

[21:48] <Nephrite> roll 1d20 touch
[21:48] <Penuche> Nephrite invokes Penuche's magic: < 10 > [d20=10]
[21:48] <Nephrite> roll 1d20+35+17 SR
[21:48] <Penuche> Nephrite invokes Penuche's magic: < 56 > [d20=4]

[21:49] <Nephrite> roll 25d6+18
[21:49] <Penuche> Nephrite invokes Penuche's magic: < 94 > [d6=4,1,3,2,3,2,5,4,3,2,5,6,4,2,4,4,2,1,2,2,3,5,3,1,3]

Jetina decides that standing idly by isn't getting her anywhere and moves in to strike the creature!

[21:51] <Nephrite> roll 1d20+35+9+5+32 smite evil
[21:51] <Penuche> Nephrite invokes Penuche's magic: < 94 > [d20=13]

[21:53] <Nephrite> roll 1d8+21+26+4d6+2d6+2
[21:53] <Penuche> Nephrite invokes Penuche's magic: < 71 > [d8=1][d6=6,2,4,3,5,1]

Forgot the 9 from smite evil so that's 80 damage, assuming it is smite-able.

[Anastasia]

Beam and blade strike as one - and the chained man falls to his knees. The chains pause a moment, as if he is stunned, as...

He takes no action this turn. Moore.

[Nephrite]

"I don't like that... but try and finish it off!" Moore calls out. He'd normally try and reason with something like this, but he has a distinct impression that that's not going to work.

Let's see if Sylvie and Cresiel can finish it or not.

Moore is going to hold in case he needs to try and do something.

[Anastasia]

With it stunned, Sylvie reaches out and simply snaps its neck.

Coup de grace.

> roll 1d20+39
<Penuche> Kotono invokes Penuche's magic: < 45 > [d20=6]

There's a tear of metal as the chains are torn and the head falls away, which Sylvie promptly stomps down on. A mess spreads from it as the body slumps over, the chains going still. In a moment the creature vanishes, as if it was never there.

Free act.

[Nephrite]

So communication outside of the prison may not be possible, but what about inside?

Kaja, can you hear me?

Meanwhile, Moore looks around for any doors or if the hallway simply goes on ahead.

[Anastasia]

Nothing.

The hallway stretches ahead and on, the clang of metal now. "Fresh meat! Fresh meat!" is heard in a dozen voices. Far in the distance, thousands of feet ahead, you can see the hallway at last ends, turning. The voices are coming from beyond there.

[Nephrite]

"Wherever he got dragged, we're going to have to hope he's safe." Moore says. "We have a bit to go down this hallway. Come, let's proceed."

Plan will just to be to go forward until something else inevitably shows up to get killed.

He does raise his voice as he goes. "Guardian, I know you can hear me. We're on our way to you."

[Anastasia]

Aren't you confident?

Marching order down the narrow hall? Matters due to how narrow it is beyond where you fought the chained man.

[Nephrite]

Moore Cresiel Sylvie Jetina Xandra

[Anastasia]

On you travel as the passage crowds narrower and darker. On you walk past your defeated foe, the clang of metal louder and louder. To the turn you come and you can see now. A vast hall, longer than even your eyes can see. Cells on either side on this tight hall. Each is dark and barred by a door of bars. Inside is only darkness, glimpses of things. Hands - from human to scaled to twisted to fluid to stone to metal and so many other types - reach out and grasp the bars. Sometimes they shake them, sometimes they bang on them. Yet not a one moves the bars.

From these dark cells a moment of silence comes, as if eyes are on you. So many eyes.

"Meat..." One hisses, like a serpent.

"Kill..." Another says, a quiet woman's voice.

"They smell FREE," A man's voice declares, furious.

"They smell like food," A deep, rumbling bass laughs.

[Nephrite]

If any of you wish to challenge us, you do so at your own peril.

If you seek hope, redemption and penance, then know that Moore is here and I will aid you.

That should get them to back down.

"Kaja! Can you hear me?" He shouts. "Eagle's Regret, are you here!?"

[Anastasia]

The clang of metal is loud as a dozen cries of challenge come, yet not a single bar moves out of place. It is like a howling wind that comes from each cell, fury and hate and anger.

There's no immediate reply to your shout.

[Nephrite]

Maybe they're segregated somehow.

Moore will continue forward, calling out for Kaja or the Eagle's Regret as they go.

Perception for 93 as he goes along. We will keep the same marching order. Moore is also switching back to the dexterity aura in case of surprise fight time.

[Anastasia]

Give me a d100 here, then. Matters.

[Nephrite]

[blockquote]Rolled 1d100 : 7, total 7[/blockquote]