[Gameplay] 2. The House of Pentheru

While the feint is unsuccessful, he bats it aside once more, you twist your blade at the last moment, and stop it at his throat. He drops the rapier and holds his hands up.

The patrons of the Tooth and Hookah go mad, screaming in excitement and laughing at their betting wins, or acknowledging their losses without care.

Falto offers his hand. "Well played, sir. A round for your table, was it?"

"Yes, whatever my dear friends desire. You've put a great fight, too, sir." says Abenor as he shakes the man's hand with great joy. He then taps at the man's back to show his respect and makes his way to Khadi's table victorious, shaking people's hands, laughing with them.

"You see, friends," he says with confidence. "This is just a mere friendly fight. Once we find ourselves in a situation of kill or get killed, you'll see a lot more effort than this." He then toasts the beer Falto bought for them and shouts "To friendship! To adventure!"

Khadi let's out a cheer, raising her drinking before finishing it in preparation of another as she addresses the other 'Not half bad eh? I do know how to pick them right. If 'picking them' meant being recognised from a past foray.

She goes to approach both men. 'Good show both of you! Any bruises that need tending? You both need strentgh tomorrow, if there are even more mummy's out there. I'm promise I'm sober enough to bandage. Probably.

"YES!" Tabat shouts, raising a fist into the air as Abenor lands a strong, solid blow against Falto.

Farhaan the proprietor brings over your tray of victory beer himself, and thanks Abenor for, "Not setting fire to the place."

"You're welcome, sir. Go ahead, grab one beer for yourself. I'll pay for it." says Abenor. He once again found his way somehow. When the excitement of the moment passes away, he turns to the group and humbly asks "Well, am I accepted to your exquisite group of adventurers? Time is passing, I may not find any other group that takes a nutjob like myself if you were to decline me.". He puts his nicest smile on his smile as he recites the last words.

Tabat nods, "I'd gladly fight with you by my side."

Jaware smiles and adds And I'm glad to shoot arrows from behind your cover.

"Well, we better get down the to business then. I understand they use lottery to distribute the tombs. Have you gotten yours yet? What monstrosities we’ll face tomorrow? My sword is eager to pierce some undeads." He then carefully touches the edges of the blade, looking like he’s petting the sword with care.

The next morning, the Cushioned Denver's assemble and pick up the details of their next exploration site from the priests at the Grand Mausoleum. The second site is a walled, twostory mansion with surrounding grounds, which the Pharasmins believe belonged to some minor nobility of the city. As before, you are given a sketched map detailing the site’s location in the necropolis.

Entering the Necropolis, you carefully make your way to the estate, and although you see signs of shine activity, you are not accosted during the journey.

Sandstone walls ten feet high enclose this estate, affording those who once lived inside some privacy. A two-story stone house is visible beyond the walls, adjoining the rear wall of the property. In the center of the estate’s southern wall stands a pair of tarnished bronze gates hanging partially open. A pair of statues flanks the gate. Dusty hieroglyphs are carved into the wall at eye level to the left of the gate.

The hieroglyphs read "House of Pentheru" in Ancient Osiriani. The statues depict two men with a regal bearing and dressed in loose, short robes and traditional Osirian head cloths. Several of you see small hieroglyphs on the statues’ bases that identify the figures as Pentheru the Elder and Pentheru the Younger.

The bronze gates are decrepit and appear to have been broken open long ago. There is no means to secure them, and they would not stand much punishment

Jaware will cast detect magic and survey the area. especially the statues.

Abenor walks around carefully, touching the walls and the statues, trying to absorb the mysticism of this place physically as much as mentally. "Was your previous site as exotic as this one? The whole place screams mystery and history to me! Such a waste these beautiful workmanship is now possibly filled with all kinds of evil creatures."

Dear Abenor, I know that for a foreigner the beautiful and exotic architecture of Osirion is magnificent and unique. But we are in the Necropolis. This floor you are standing on right now and the frescoes you are touching are pulsing with necromantic energies. I strongly recommend that you come closer to us as our paladin and cleric lead the exploration.

'In a different way. It was a tomb, and a well built one. At least this time the door is open for us. Everyone else at the taverns going to be annoyed at our luck with these sites.' As Khadi speaks she looks around herself.

At the mentioned if necromantic energies her hand moves swiftly up to the beetle symbol around her neck. ' Well maybe I will finally be of use.. I still vote Tabat goes first'.

Abenor was still touching the murals and statues as Jaware explains the dangers of doing such an act to him. He immediately let's it go, shakes his hands off like he can clear necromancy like that. "Good to know, my friend." he says calmly. "Good to know. How can I be of help right now?"

Don't worry, just let Tabat take the lead. But stay close to him I case there is any problem.

Jaware then turns to Khadi:

I have detect that the necromancer magic comes from the inner courtyard. Not powerful, but active.

"Keep an eye out for anything sneaky or dangerous," Tabat says to Abenor as he leads the group forward.

He muses at Khadi's comment on their luck. "You're not wrong there. The tomb was a stroke of fortune, but this-" he gestures with his free hand- "proves to be more of the same, or better. This was not the home of those with low means."

At Jaware's mention of necromantic energy, Tabat slides his hand unconsciously to his scabbard and rests his fingers on the handle of his khopesh. "Let us hope the presence here is but a remnant of past evil, but if we must cleanse this place, we should be ready."

He traces his fingers along the hieroglyphs at the gate entrance before stepping forward past the gate entrance.

Tabat steps within and suddenly he's surrounded by spectral creatures. An angry mob is attacking the mansion. Those of you who speak Ancient Osirani here a woman yell, "Hold the gates! Don't let them inside the compound!" Powerful blows shake and rattle the gates, and everyone near the gate (especially Tabat) must make a Will save, DC 11 or become Shaken in fear.