Feldard came up out of his roll, hefting his axe in one hand and staunching his newest wound with the other. He watched sourly as the flames did nothing to the stone construct. Unfortunately, the same couldn’t be said of them; they’d have to wait for the flames to die back some before pursuing the twisted Guardian. That would give the creature either the time to escape or to set up another ambush.
“It’ll likely be lying in wait for us on the other side of that magic mirror.” He let that comment prompt ideas from the group as he watched the burning fabric, willing it to hurry up.
Saeth shook her head as her reserved bolt hit the wall just behind the fleeing demon. “Can we go through the mirror that easily?” Careful to keep away from the flickering flames, she reached with her sword, testing if the tip would pass through. The sword met no resistance as passed the surface as though it were thin air.
Hasan stepped forward to watch Saeth’s experiment with interest. As he did, he mused, “Ahh, the poor, twisted thing. I know it has no living soul, but to see the handiwork of Elyas go so ill is humbling to all who aspire to know the arcane.”
Miklos stalked through the remains of the curtain. “Something about it seemed familiar. I guessed it was a creature that I had studied at the guild, but no. It was the other construct. Fascinating. But what is more fascinating is this mirror. Obviously some sort of window to another place. Or time. I’d be very cautious about following the beast in there in case there is no returning. It is possible that the creature stepped out of the mirror to assault us in which case it would be relatively safe, as opposed to getting stuck somewhere unpleasant for all eternity.” Miklos waited to see if Saeth’s sword could be withdrawn.
The elf drew her sword back as easily as she had moved it forward.
The priest rehooked his flail onto his belt and hoisted his shield onto his back. “I suspect that only enchanted weapons will cause harm to the stone guardian. Is that not so Miklos?”
Surprised at the observation ventured by the priest Miklos replied. “It depends.” Somewhat enigmatically.
“My vote is for discovering what we can this side of the mirror before jumping into the unknown.” said Maruc.
Feldard considered the options left to them. Continue on through yet another magical portal where there was the chance of becoming trapped within with a magically animated stone guardian whose purpose had been twisted by evil spirits – OR – return to the main hall to continue searching for the captured maidens, the Black Opal Eye and the Sisters Three.
Feldard’s wariness of all things magical, had him leaning towards agreeing with the cleric… mind you why else would the Guardian be down this hall if not to guard that which the Sisters felt was important to them… the captives and the Eye. Yes it could be a trap.. but there were easier ways to lure folks into a trap then setting them up against your strongest defenses. Feldard scratched at his beard in contemplation. “Maruc, I see your point, but I do not think the Sisters would waste the protection the Guardian provides on merely a trap I believe our path lies through that mirror.”