K-Nut

Althior repeats his actions.

Althior repeats his attacks from the front row

Althior casts Darkness with his Ethereal Amethyst from the back row twice.

Althior takes a Nostrum, then uses a Darkness Spell on the doomsayer from the back row.

Althior crosses his arms. “I’d answer the question. You’re obviously no real founder, so you probably don’t want to quarrel with us,”

"You mean the 'veterans'? That's coincidentally what we're here to talk about. We have reason to believe that they aren't who they say they are. In fact, we found the corpse of one of the veterans themselves, very much dead. Now, I know this is a lot to ask and that Sycamore was the Necromancer in this family, but is there anyone you know or any resources you have that could help us get some information about what's going on?"

Althior shrugs. “Usually I go for something stronger, but tea will do nicely. Now, where’s the rest of the family?”

"Regulus..." the prophet nods, knocking on the door. "No wonder you're getting a bad reputation if, when visitors arrive, your first instinct is to seal them away in a pocket dimension to be devoured," he glares at Noel.

“Hold up, Atramor. The Ziegfrieds trust me- let me take the lead on this one. Assuming they’re here, they’re definitely paranoid and probably prone to attack anyone who comes wandering in. Hopefully they wouldn’t do that to a friendly face,”

Althior looks at the graffiti. “Well, they’re not wrong,” he makes his way to the front door, inspecting the windows around him.

Althior takes another ether core. “Let’s go,” he nods.

Althior casts earth spells from the back row at Obsidian Wyvern A until successful, then takes a grand potion from the back row. If he still has a turn remaining, he casts Water on Obsidian Wyvern A from the back row.

Althior uses his scepter to fire a Water Spell at Obsidian Wyvern A then a Wind Spell at Hunter Wyvern unless it is already defeated, in which case he repeats.

Althior follows the plan Also, due to my helmet I should be encouraged.

“Son of a...” Althior pulls out his incense. “Is now a good time for this boys?”

OoC: So sorry, I was just coming in to post and saw the round had been posted. Althior heals himself with the Boon Rod then takes an Ether Core from the back row.

I only should have attacked the wyvern on my second roll, as I was spending a turn picking up my scepter.

Althior equips his scepter, then casts wind on Hunter Wyvern B from the back row.

Althior nods. “I have no issues,” OoC: Sorry for the lack of participation lately. A busy work week mixed with a foot injury have made me forget about this game a bit. Hopefully I’ll be back in full swing early next week.

Althior smirks. "I'm a bit rusty, but I guess we'll see," Placing both hands on his scepter, he uses as much ether as necessary to make it down through the tunnel.

great... he's asking about me now.... Althior looks over his shoulder suddenly, hearing a whisper in his ear. It was a voice he hadn't heard in a while. He turned to Rone. "Long story short, he's gone. I'll spare you the details but, since I left after helping the Bonapartes build their wall, I got stuck in a very real, very dark place; hel, I was there until you lot came into that bar. I cut myself off from Heroica, Ethereth, the ether itself. As an embodiment of my connection to the ether, he simply faded." he steps over the trip wire, "He's still rattling around in here somewhere, and when I'm strong enough, I might even be able to bring him back into this plane. But for now, he may as well have never existed..." how..... sweet of you...

"Atramor, want to try those lockpicks of yours?"

"Worst case scenario is I could burn it down. It'd fit in with the rest of the house," he chuckles.

Althior sees if he can make use of any of the books on the shelf.

Althior leans against the wall, standing silently. He had no prior business with the Shadeaux, and thus felt it was not his place to intrude on their family matters. However, when asked for input, he speaks. “We have no need for a healer, so my vote leans towards the minstrel,”