Continuing to allow her inspiring song to linger, the bard switches out her regular arrow for one of her special ones against evil outsiders, takes aim, and lets it fly towards the Vrock. [ooc]Second round Inspire Courage lingers move action: switch out regular arrow for Fiend Bane arrow standard ac...

Her eyes widening as she recognizes the Vrock landing in the corner of the room near 'Trina, the bard sets her courageous inspirational song to linger as she picks up a countersong to the expected stunning screech . All the while she moves away from the demon to the opposite side of the room. [ooc]s...

Her performance of the Dirge distracting her from taking proper aim with her arrow, the bard shifts her tune to an inspiring courage one to hearten the party while the Dirge continues to hamper the gargoyles. As she sings she moves closer to the tunnel, and Led. [ooc] Perfom check to keep the Dirge ...

As the cleric lets her Fireball fly, the bard reinforces her own enchantment abilities and then sings the discordant Dirge of Discord up in to the tower to strike the surviving gargoyles and any other potential foes as they soar down towards the party in response to the surprise attack, meanwhile re...

The bard slides next to Vynarkus and hands him a scroll. Whispering as quietly as she can and yet still be understood, she tells him, "I do not know if this will be useful, but your abilities to "trick" a scroll seems to be more advanced than mine. If several Fireballs would be effect...

Before following the others, Laurel takes the time to study the rhythm of the gem, searching for any hint of a code she may be familiar with. [ooc]appropriate knowledge checks on the gem and its flashing, please[/ooc] As the party enters the new room, Laurel's attention focuses on the rustling of wi...

Moving so Laurel's casting of Dirge of Discord will detonate so it engulfs the two gargoyles but miss all members of her party, the bard enhances her spell swiftly and looses the hideous wail upon the stone creatures. [ooc]This is really difficult to visualize without a current map. But whatever the...

As the glow and hum of Sonic Weapon fades from her longbow, the bard looks at the rest of the party and asks, "Would anyone like a tap from the Cat's Grace wand before we enter battle?"

As the bard lightly touches the Wraith-Slayer, a golden light infuses the flail while a soft hum is barely discernible. As the light and hum fade, Laurel nods towards the duskblade with a slight smile and then pulls her own longbow around in readiness to cast the same spell upon it before moving thr...

Eyes still on Laurel, Led cleans his own blood from his claws. Then he has a thought. He uses the claws of one hand to slash the skin on his fingers on the other hand. They heal up, but some blood is left. He approaches Laurel, bloody fingers held out towards her face. [ Assuming she lets him, ] he...

Blushing sheepishly, the bard acknowledges Kalindriel's help with a bow. "Perhaps I should launch in to a countersong as my first response to any other such tunes I hear, before allowing myself to listen more intently to learn more about them..."

As she listens closer, the bard continues to muse out loud, "The words are not becoming any clearer, but they are showing me visions of the primal sadistic delight of slaughter, bloodshed, and wanton murder." Her eyes taking on their own sadistic gleam as she finds it becoming more difficu...

Laurel barely hears Kalindriel's advice as she concentrates on the sweet beckoning melody she faintly discerns. "Do any of you hear that?" she asks the rest of the party. "There are oddly dissonant words in a language I don't recognize, but the melody seems faintly familiar. Perhaps i...

The bard looks towards Marrik, slowly nodding at his reaction of disgust and horror. "There are tales of similar altars and what was done around them. They seem to be a reaction to the 'Soul-Blight.'" Looking towards Marrik and Sigrid for confirmation of if either had ever heard of similar...

The bard listens intently to the faint snarls, then mutters to herself, "Draconic? Too distant to make anything out..." Then when Kalindriel repeats what she heard through the green dot, her jaw drops. Eyes widening, she summarizes some old stories from her childhood in Darelline, nighttim...

[ooc]yes, yes. I know how Aid Another typically works. But since Laurel is a follower of Cerana, I was wondering if there would be a way to call upon Luck to aid him in some way, without using up the weekly lucky blessing a follower may invoke generally for battle. Especially since Laurel is not tr...

Vynarkus looks up at Laurel, and looks slightly anxious, and begins walking across from the other side of the room, but does not shout out because she is moving the tiles too slowly to cause any trouble. When he sees Sigrid take out her wand, however, he does shout, "Wait! Don't do that yet! &...

Placing her longbow down, the bard lightly touches the runes, manipulating them until a few of them connect so that a sentence written in an ancient style of Elven begins to appear. Her mouth working silently, Laurel attempts to sound out the words, but shakes her head in bafflement. "These are...

Study the runes along with Kalindriel, and any knowledge check that applies, please.

The bard smiles gently at the young girl's exuberance. Perhaps 'trina will help keep Led in the light, rather than turning more and more to any hunter darkness , she thinks. If we stay within this keep away from horses for long, I do not know how that may affect his mood. A little unchecked exuberan...