The creature had been holding a sword we thought might be the Sword of Pride while it was in the form of Corstela Rostrata, but when it collapsed the sword proved to be as false as the person, revealing itself as a broken rapier.
While Hunter, Zinovia, and Fox fought with the women and guards, Lonn ran outside to open a window to gain access to the room another way. I followed him, firing my spell through the window at women who seemed entirely too agile for me to touch them. One of the guards took the opportunity to climb out the window after me. Fearing for my life, I drew my recently acquired wand out of the sheath on my wrist and directed the bead of fiery energy into the room. I wasn't aware that at that moment Zinovia was lying on the floor inside that room, badly injured.
The flames rid us of all of our foes, but very nearly took Zinovia with them. After my comrades had used all the healing skills and magic at their disposal to restore her, she came outside and began shouting at me angrily for having used the wand. When I objected that I had no other offensive options at my disposal in that time, she began telling me that I should at least be able to use a dagger or a staff as a weapon. I kept trying to interject that I had left my staff at the inn because I didn't think I would need it at a party, she shouted me down. I felt humiliated, and also ashamed that I hadn't prepared better for this occasion. I had selected spells with no thought to any danger, assuming that we were only going to a party where we would talk to the Peacocks, not fight them. I walked over to the front entry steps of the manor and sat down, feeling rather full of self-pity.
While I was sitting on the steps, more of the women appeared and Zinovia went back inside to face them. After a few more moments of reflection I realized that I couldn't just sit there and let my friends face them without helping. Master Taeral, I hope you can forgive me for failing to use the skills you taught me in a better fashion. I ran back up to the open window, and managed to hit two of the women with my frost. When the woman were done, Lonn went into another smaller room and emerged with a pearl that radiated a fairly strong aura. I realized it was a pearl of power, capable of restoring cast spells. The others encouraged me to take it. I hope I can use it well to aid them.
We then went up the stairs to search for the real Lady Corstela, but she wasn't in that wing. In the room that Zinovia had entered with the man, Hunter found an elven man bound and gagged in a closet. Zinovia identified him as the man she'd gone upstairs with, but he claimed that a red-skinned man with horns had put him in the closet. This fit the description of what the elf man had turned into after casting a spell on her. This man from the closet proclaimed himself Alden Tilaresk, one of the Peacocks as exemplified by the showy cape of peacock plumage he wore. Upon being questioned Alden stated that the Peacocks had existed in Roderic's Cove for years, and Sir Roderic had even been a member. They had always met at his manor during his lifetime. He claimed to know nothing of what had happened downstairs. He told us he is a sorcerer, and very proud of his magic he is, too. But he gave us a wand that can cast mage armor as a reward for rescuing him. Fox has taken charge of that wand.
We took Alden downstairs, intended to cross to the other wing to check the upstairs rooms there. To do so we would have to go outside the manor and ascend by an exterior staircase. First we took Alden to the ballroom and showed him what had happened. He was quite appalled to see the other Peacocks. He told us the women had served the Peacocks for many years and always obeyed Lady Corstela. He didn't understand why they would have tried to keep us from leaving the ballroom. It was Alden who recognized the creature that had been disguised as Corstela as a sinspawn of wrath. He also sensed the magic coming from the statue of Alaznist, though he resisted it, and he didn't understand why that statue would be in the manor as the Peacocks are admirers of the Runelord of Pride, not of Wrath.
We made our way outside and climbed up to the second floor of the other wing, Alden accompanying us. Hunter carefully opened the first door at the top of the staircase, immediately sensing that the room was unusually cold. Two of the warrior women waited within, both moving toward him threateningly as soon as they saw him. I had managed to be just behind him on the stair, but I hung back to use the pearl to restore my spells. Alden ran into the room and began trying to dissuade the women from starting a fight but they paid him no heed. Zinovia stepped in and swung her sword mightily at one woman while Fox sent a ray of flame at the other.
From another room down a short hall I glimpsed another person appear. I couldn't see him well but I did observe that he had bright red skin. Both Fox and Lonn saw him better and warned us that he was a cambion demon. Hunter and Lonn added to this, advising that cambions are immune or resistant to many types of energy and are capable of casting quite powerful spells. Alden exclaimed angrily that it was the cambion who had rendered him unconscious and presumably bound him and put him in the closet as well. When Hunter headed toward the demon he took cover in a room and Hunter called out that the cambion had shielded himself.
But the women had no such magical wards and I used my missiles to lay one of them out on the floor. Alden ran into a room to the other side of the hall, followed by Lonn, and I went after them, to find that Lady Corstela sat in that room conversing with them. Zinovia meanwhile pursued the demon and her sword dealt with him just as it had dealt with almost everything else it met. I'm relieved that she is not my enemy, but I'm not sure I want her to try to teach me fighting skills either.
Next: part 7, Lair of the Horned Fangs
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