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Before you is a long chamber with a raised dias at the far end. Upon the dias is an altar stained with blood. Tascela, Princess-Witch of the Tecuhltli stands beside it as a young woman is chained to the altar by a pair of handmaidens. She cries out, "Please! Don't I have served you well, don't kill me!" But her pleas do not move the Witch, it has been many decades since much has.
Phase of the Stars; HP: 83/83 AC 26 Fort 23 Ref 23 Will 27 AP 1 Surges 0/9 used
With his eyes burning red, Rune cannot help but step forward with malicious intent to see blood shed. Yes, these are the wenches who thought it would be ok to attempt to restrain us. They will die today, that is for sure.
Boone snears, but in truth, he is just as happy for a straight fight. All of this sneaking around has the wizard on edge. Oddly, that though doesn't stop Boone from ducking behind a corner and looking for a place to hide.
Well then Greil sneers, his lower lip revealing unusually large canines. Let's get this done. His trunk like legs propelling him foward the Goliath moves with an unusual grace. Stopping in front of a pair of the Maidens a low growl emits from his muzzle. Bringing his hammer up he swings it, red earth flakes fling off it.
Greil rushes into the room and letting loose a grunt he crushes one of the handmaiden's skulls with his heavy hammer. Finley and Boone quickly follow suit, flinging spells and slaughtering the other three handmaiden's in quick succession.
Seeing her loyal follows dispatched in such a fashion Tascela's eye bulge with rage as she mutters in an unfamiliar tongue, "Qel sopah chartuff" After the last word rolls off her lips Greil shudders in pain and grasps his head as he screams.