Sharis relaxes his body, puting his handaxes back to his side. He grunts, slaking off the acid drenching him, and moves to the table in the room, clearing it off and lifting it.

"The Lady Ashen is in no condition to continue forward right now, and I myself am fairly spent. I suggest we attempt to barricade the entries to the grassy room ahead to prevent more of those creatures from coming upon us, and rest."

He sets the table down near the doorway.

"It might also be good to eat something. Honestly, my stomach feels like we've been traveling much greater than it seems."

Sharis casts aside the orchid man's attempt to snare him and grunts as the acid hisses against his skin. With a fury, Sharis slams the blade of his axe into the creature's shoulder, and ripping it free, uses the added momentum of his twist to bring his second straight into the creature's torso.

The orchid man shudders after the second strike, and it's bloom of a head ruptures into a final spray of acid as it dies. Sharis ducks, only just barely able to get out of the way.


Reckless attack as usual: First strike, 1d20+6= (10)+6= 16
1d20+6=(10)+6= 16
Damage: 1d6+6= (4)+6= 10
Second strike: 1d20+6= (16)+6= 22
1d20+6= (18)+6= 24
Damage: 1d6+2= (6)+2= 8
Total Damage= 18
Dex Saves Against Acid Difficulty 12
Sharis Dex save against acid: 2d20k1+2 = (10+5)+2 = 12
Lai Shan Dex Save vs Acid: 1d20+6= (17)+6 = 23
 Seth Dex Save vs Acid: 1d20+5 = (9)+5 = 14

Sharis walks along the group, listening to Ashen's.

"A traitor is just that, Fair Lady. A traitor. They are rarely worth more thought than it takes to bring steel down upon them." he says, with a degree less of his usual boisterous attitude, with a very cold touch to his voice.

When the strange plant like creatures come out and beckon forward, Sharis steps forward, half turning his head to the group.

"Keep ready. Societies or not, there will always be those out to do you harm."

With a grip on his handaxes held at his side, he loudly exclaims,

"Hail and well met! We have business to pass forward and search for the archives in this maze."

he repeats his statement in both primordial, and in deep speech, unsure of what tongue this strange creature might know.

He attempts to look around past the creature as he speaks.

Sharis rolls perception: 1d20+3  = (13)+3 = 16

Sharis pounds his chest, letting out a laugh that seems to emanate from his entire body.

"HA! But only a few of the triton's mightiest deeds lie etched upon my skin! But indeed, Lai Shan, the Triton have many great tales to share to the few who remain who do not know them!"

He turns to face their host as she addresses him.

"The Triton served as the vanguard to the Triarchy? Ah, the Lady Torn must be speaking of the Three Sirens! I had never considered them to be one and the same. A translation lost on the tides I suppose! It seems you already know some of the glory of the Triton, but what, do you know-"

Sharis strikes a Herculean pose, flexing his body.

"Of the Ahlorsath? Would you hear of Pylorus, he who stole the power of the storms, and shared a portion of it with all Tritons to follow? Would you hear of Reflyn, she who singlehandedly hunted and slew the mighty Red Kraken? Or perhaps Koralas, who pulled the Blue Dragon, who plagued the ships of land walkers, out of the sky so that his brothers and arms could slay the beast?"

With every new story, he changes poses, flexing, emphasizing a different tattoo. He strikes one last pose, both arms to his side, emphasizing his abs, and the ornate tattoo decorating them.

"Or perhaps the best to start with, is the first to bare the name? Primaris Ahlorsath, who swam deeper into the seas than any before him, alone, and found the ancient caverns for which the Triton would rebuild our civilization after the earliest of the armageddons to reach the sea floor."

He relaxes his posture, but stands proud.

"I am Sharis Ahlorsath, a proud warrior of the Ahlorsath line, defender of the Triton Kingdom deep at the sea floor. As part of our duties, I have traveled to the surface world, scouring the lands for scourges to uproot, dark treasures to gather to protect the land walkers from their own greed and avarice, and deeds of might and valor that my descendants to follow shall bear my own visage upon their bodies in reverent remembrance."

Sharis gestures to Ashen.

"The Fair Lady has told me in this maze lie the 3 goddesses themselves, and the mighty medusa who reigns here. So truly, what greater deed could there be, than to rediscover goddesses long since lost to time, and to best the warden who holds them?"
History check:  `1d20+1`  = (20)+1 = 21
Religion Check with advantage because the Triton are SUPER intense about their heritage:
 `1d20+1`  = (2)+1 = 3
 `1d20+1`  = (16)+1 = 17
 

Sharis' body relaxes, and he lets out a hearty laugh.

"There we go! Not too bad of a warm up, if I should say so! You see, Lady Ashen, so long as you travel alongside us through this maze, nothing shall stand in our path."

He directs his glance towards the "loot" on the floor, and back to Lai Shan and Seth.

"My compatriots, let us gather our bounty and press on! We have much greater foes to conquer if we wish to have something worth telling our descendants of!"

Sharis's skin tightens. His entire body tenses. The desert heat. That dead air, that barren wasteland. It racked his nerves to cross it, but now, before him, a creature of the very domain. And finally, something to fight.

Sharis's muscles quiver, his tattoos shimmer, and in a gutteral shout, he lunges forward with his maul, all too eager to let loose.

Sharis uses Reckless attack for advantage to hit, going into a Rage, the spirits of his ancestors swarming the scarab
1d20+6  = (13)+6 = 19
1d20+6  = (2)+6 = 8
Sharis rolls for damage 2d6+6  = (1+5)+6 = 12 bludgeon