Duty Session 336: Totally Typical Tomb

    Does as she almost always does for this quest... she just walks along the streets and heads for the most recent undead incursion report, sending out invites to people who might not be doing anything.

Goldenblade is just sort of minding her own business, working on something or other, when she gets a random invite. "Huh?" Well, she's almost done repairing the thing, so she'll finish it off, grab up her tools, and hustle off after June to see what's going on? "Hey," she calls out, hustling to catch up. "Something going on?"

    Fukaziroh is one of those people who might not be doing anything. And hey, she's always up for a bit of showing off. Or adventuring, yes adventuring. That's what it is she likes to do, yes. Adventuring and showing off, and meeting new people. These are a few of my ... you get the idea.

    The diminutive blonde sylph, axe almost bigger than her, might be a familiar sight to some. Hopefully not one that causes massive facepalming. Looking around she grins. "I hear someone around here needs expert assistance with making monsters dead! I, Fukaziroh, am on the job!" she boasts, then cracks a cheesy grin.

    Rizadoman was in fact doing something, he was trying to sooth his lizard size ego after the beating a bunch of giant apes have given him back in the Palace Lands. So of course he was looking for some vile undead beasts to kill and oh hey there is an inivte. With that invite given he accepts happy to go kill some undead. He gives a nod to June , it had been awhile , same for GoldenBlade.Tilting his head at Fukaziroh for a moment he searches his memories to see if he recalls the sylph but can not say. Either way he gives a greeting and then looks at June, " So where to?"

    June smiles at Golden "Oooh just the usual, undead in the memorial graveyard. Always an issue, so ew gotta keep cleaning 'em out." she shrugs a bit "Good chance to punch some skeletons and stomp some zombies.... don't do that backwards... gets goop all over your hands." she nods sagely

Goldenblade nods a greeting to Rizadoman. "Hey. Haven't seen you around in a while," she says. "Been busy?" She's been pretty busy, herself, in Westelande, but she's back here for the time, and catching up on some dailies to grind up rep with some faction or other. She thinks. She's not /entirely/ clear on how this all works. But killing undead seems more useful than repairing fences, which is why she's here.

She smiles to June, nods about killing undead. "I'll be stabbing them in any event, or else setting them on fire, so I think I'm good either way."

    Fuka looks ... somewhat stricken. "Un...dead? I'd just heard dead." she abruptly shrugs. "Oh well, how hard can it be if they're already partway there? Chop off their heads, right? And set them on fire?"

    Rizadoman looks at June with a head tilt, " I meann I suppose, but sometimes one must get their hands dirty." Rizadoman takes up the rear as they had towards the graveyard, " Have they considered blessing the area to stop the undead from spawning?"

    June shrugs "I'm sure they've tried, this seems to happen whenever there's a memorial. Like something about the death association attracts undead and necromancers and stuff. Since people don't leave bodies and only really powerful undead can turn living people into undead." she shrugs "I figure it's a darkness thing." she nods to the graveyard "See it's just like a gathering of darkness so I figure it's dark magic pooling in places that are associated with death. So if you have memorials like this undead spawn here rather than like inside your city or whatever." she hears the doots coming. "Ooh.. it's one of them... nothing like a bard who can't stay dead." she sighs. "Let's go...be careful his music is far more .. impactful than it looks like."

Goldenblade nods about memorials. "That's the thing. Since there's no bodies, the energy of the memorials is somehow .... uh ... all that magical business." She shrugs, not really understanding it. "Doesn't make any sense, of course, but it is what it is. May as well ask why goblins gob." She eyes the skeleton dooting, but at June's warning, she'll hang back, and rather than engage it with swords, she pulls out her infrequently-used bow.

Drawing arrow to cheek, she looses, and the arrow lands in the skeleton's skull with a solid thunk, robbing it of a few HP. She continues to fire, backing slowly to keep it at range. Plink plink plink. Not a ton of damage, but she keeps it up.

    Fortunately, Fuka's seen (and heard) musical mindfogging before. She knows what to expect, and exactly what to do. She grins. "You guys kill it again, I'll keep it from getting to our heads while you do!" she suggests. Then she breaks into song.

    "Who you gonna call?! DEADBUSTERS!" she chants, loudly. Well, more like shouts. More or less to the tune the undead bard is playing. Trying to drown out the music, or at least give a more annoying yet catchy thing to focus on rather than letting the spell-laden music itself be the focus.

    Rizadoman takes a look at the bard for a moment and as the other attacks it well he simply does what he was suggesting he blesses the creature. He blesses the graves around it and even blesses it's music and in the end all that light magic doesn't really do the bard skeleton any good. The music does get better though, which is a blessing unto itself.

    June gathers light into her hands and clenches her fists around the magical light before she sprints in, the frumpy librarian in Red Sonja cosplay moving like she IS Red Sonja, juking and jiving and slipping in under the skeleton's guard to smash it in the jaw. Between the arrows, blessing and a light based punch in the face the dead bard goes back to being dead. Then June looks ahead and leads the way to the crypt, her head tipping "OOoh hey... it's one of the secret tunnels." she says "If we head down there it needs to be shored up or it'll collapse and we'll have to head down the normal way." she offers up in observation.

Goldenblade smirks as June goes ballistic on the skeleton, and it's done. "That wasn't too hard," she says, amused. Continuing on, she hrms. She has seen this sort of thing far too often, wrecked or damaged areas that need repair. Well, she can do that, it's not difficult for her.

She works on those loosely mortared bricks with a steel trowel, chipping them and pulling them away from where they block the path, and then replacing them in such a way that they actually support the tunnel better than they had been. "It's a matter of foundations," she explains. "People don't understand that modern building only works because of modern materials. With old stuff like this, you need a different baseline of what's stable and doable." As she explains, she's re-setting the bricks in a way to form columns to support the tunnel we will be taking.

    Rizadoman steps up and looks at the bricked up passage way trying to hide the path. Looking around he considers a moment before he shoulder charges into the bricked up wall with the power of a relic that gives him the strength of thousand men, a thousand lizardmen that is. Whether he is stoped or keeps going, it really is a matter of how well that wall holes up, he does hope that others will keep the tunnel from collapsing around him.

    Fukaziroh's 'singing', if you can call it that, dissolves into cheers as the rest of the group frags the crap out of the skeleton bard. This is a good group, it seems, and she's more than happy to just do support while others bang away at mobs. She even has some small talent for song, and loves it, so it makes her happy to do it. Especially when she gets to be lame with lyrics.

    Tagging along with the group, she allows herself to slow, to let others go on in front. There are people here stronger than her, and used to this sort of thing clearly. She'll continue to support. When June points out the tunnels, Fuka frowns. "I don't have a lot of fine control over earth magic but I dabble in it." she admits. "If someone can handle the shoring up of the tunnel I can do some excavation that shouldn't cause *too* much damage?" she offers. And ... then Rizadoman shoulderblocks the tunnel. "Oh. Uh, sure, I can work with that!" she cries out, chanting quickly and slamming the tunnel with a few quick blasts, preventing the collapse momentarily, hoping someone else can do a more lasting solution while she pours mana into the quick fix.

    June stomps one sandled foot once Golden Blade starts getting the supports in place. She sends spikes of stone up into the roof to hold the ceiling from caving in. She smiles when everything is looking stable "Well... down we go it seems." she says heading in trusting the work the team has done to not colapse and crush her to death.

    When she gets further down the tunnel she shakes her head "Ahh... someone on the dev team was a movie fan... stay out of the light or at least keep from casting shadows on the spots they shine on if my move knowledge is of any use." she sticks her tongue out.

    Like her skill with earth magic, Fukaziroh is only somewhat trained with light magic. Not bad, some aptitude, but not her strongest element. She's also fairly decent in defense though. So between her general smallness and light magic, she can make it past the beam without disrupting it significantly. She looks dubiously at some of the larger party members. "I'll *try* to help. No promises! You couldn't be SMALL or anything could you???" she says in mock annoyance.

Goldenblade's way of keeping shadows from crossing the bad places is to kneel down in a sprinter's start position and BOOM, she dashes off like she was shot from a gun. Blazing fast, so fast she leaves a trail of flaming footprints, she either crosses the trap areas too swiftly for them to trigger, or the flames provide the missing light as she zips past.

    Rizadoman takes a deep breath and walks into the light step by step whispering to himself as he goes. " A penitent naga does not fear the light. A penitent naga does not fear the pain. A penitent naga does not run from danger. " He repeats this to himself as he walks and the wall spikes, well his scales seem to protect him well enough from anything actually piercing him. Despite his words and his intent there is definately a quickness to his step not wanting to test his scale durability.

    June lights her hands and then blows on her palms motes drifting out to land glowing on the spots the lights from the ceiling shine on. Then she just walks along like nothing is going on. "Nothing like cheating." she says with a laugh as the party heads on down the tunnel.

    When the party goes into the room with the organ she scoots around to the side. "UH try not to fall in... you seem to know some music." she says with a smile at Fuka "Think you know enough to play the song on the keyboard?" she nods over to the skeletal organ.

Goldenblade still has momentum from clearing the last hazard, so blithely continues on without a pause. This room, though, requires a different sort of speed, and she almost falls when one tile she treads on falls, but she catches herself on the next one, which is safe, and continues her run to the end, panting when she finaally does stop, having found the safe stones mostly by pure luck.

    Fukaziroh peers at the organ dubiously. "I could use air magic to make that work, but then I couldn't play the organ at the same time." she says uncertainly. "Anyone else good at music? Hmm. Okay then, anyone else able to power up my organ? Careful before you say yes, this is a sensitive task!" she says, not quite managing a deadpan expression.

    Hopefully someone can stabilize the room, or at least point out a good route to take to get to the mighty organ. Fuka's got her hands full. And no, she's not a fantastic musician, but she's able to read music at least, and muddle through the required tune.

    Rizadoman looks at the bellows and takes a moment as he tries to fill them with air. There is a gentle prayer to his ancestors but unfortunately all he seems to do is manage a gentle breeze to blow through the organ for a moment before nothing else. " You know had I asked for the fire from the ancient nagas of old they would have answered my prayers. " Rizadoman isn't bitter, prove it.

    June snorts "I've been called a blow hard before..." she grins "But I never got any complaints about it." she laughs before she pulls out an ofuda, writing on it with a brush she slaps it over the hole in the bellows, the paper burns away with a blue light before a steady wind starts to blow into the organ to make it play.

    When the song is played the door opens up leading into a cavern.... with a Pirate Ship in it... a frigging Pirate Ship. "See... anyone know how this thing gets down here? I mean... pirate skeleton crew or not... it's just I don't see any lore friendly way other than LOTS of earth magic to get this down here."

    "OFF WITH THEIR HEADS!" cries Fukaziroh, raising her axe and charging into melee happily. She's not a fight fanatic like some, but she does enjoy fighting, and it sometimes seems a little rare for her to get a chance to cut loose as it were. She's more often using magic, which she picked up for its usefulness to be sure, but the core of her vision for the tiny sylph body she found herself in was to make herself a melee badass.

    "I'm gonna AXE you to STAY DEAD!" she yells, hewing away at skeleton sailors. "Eat chopstick! YAAAAH!" She takes a few hits, but dishes out far more than she receives.

Goldenblade looks at the ship that's been ... "Was it built down here?" she wonders. "Or, like, teleported here somehow?" She can't even imagine. What she can imagine, though, is climing the mast to the crow's nest, where she can do something with the cavern ceiling. Yep, she was right, and a quick twitch of earth sends pieces of ceiling plummeting to the deck, which is hard on the skeleton crew. She makes a challenge of knocking a piece of ceiling loose, and dropping it on a specific crew member, though even when she misses, the stone slamming down through the wooden decking usually knocks the skeleton off its feet.

    Rizadoman ssees the treasure and looks to the pirate crew that had long since passed. As he stands there he steps up , his scale shifting to a blood red color as he speaks loudly, " I know, as pirates you feel that the law says it is yours. I however flow with the magic and blood of the Naga, who have much more ancient laws. They state, what is shiny is mine and if you have a problem with that , try to stop me. " With a roar of challenge he waits for the skeletons to come at him, armored and ready to slash them with his claws.

    June shifts, suddenly in the place of the frumpy little woman is a fire plug of a cow girl... iron scales plating her skin, long bovine horns over a bovine muzzle filled with fangs. The woman swings into battle laughing, litterally swings, using a rope and everything to kick a skeleton and then starts fighting, punching, kicking, goring with her horns. Bones go everywhere. Then one of the skeletons slides a cannon out finaly getting it loaded, when the cannon goes off the celing starts coming down in earnest. "GOLDEN GET DOWN AND GET OUT!" she shouts laughing. She's looted this place before so she she just heads for the tunnel leading back up to the graveyard.

When the place starts coming apart, Goldenblade will indeed follow June and the others out. She's not going to stay here and be buried in the rubble, that sounds like a bad plan. Running off without gathering any loot doesn't bother her, she's been here before as well. "Hah," she laughs. "that was good!" And even more successful than the last time she was here, she thinks. Memory is a sketchy thing at her age.

    Rizadoman takes down a few of the skeleton pirates before the others finish the rest, his scales shifting back and he ends up with a few scratch marks. Taking his treasure with him he looks around, for a moment at the boat before he follows June back out. The gold would likely be put to good use, if not for himself then there is a camp to the west that could use some funding as well.

    Fuka goes starry-eyed, perhaps literally, when she realizes that a big bag full of gold is hers for the taking. She breaks into a wordless happy song, humming along as she scoops up treasure. "Okay, this was SUPER fun! You guys are great!" she says cheerfully. "But this bag of treasure is mine." she adds, looking up at Rizadoman. "Don't make me fight you for it." she says, full of as much fire and attitude as a puppy with a new chew toy. And perhaps almost as much danger.

    June snorts "Hey everyone gets gold when they go through there.. lots of gold to be had." she sticks her tongue out, thick bovine tongue makes the gesture even more than it would be if it were just some middle aged librarian doing it.