Wight Investigation, part 2
Log Info
- Title: Wight Investigation, part 2
- Emitter: Whirlpool
- Characters: Paenitia, Barclaiigh, Ravenstongue, Vaera, Skielstregar, Lyme
- Place: Red Mountain Mines
- Time: Tuesday, June 21, 2022, 9:55 PM
- Summary: The adventurers and the slugs engage in the open pit mine, with Barclaiigh turning into a tiger and charging, while Paenitia hops over the edge and flies down to the ones climbing up. They, and Skielstregar, discover that striking the slugs releases the acid inside them, which is very damaging to weapons. Still, they are doing enough damage the slugs squeeze out of sight, to move underground and possibly prepare an ambush. Vaera signals a retreat, and they do, with Shilde trailing and fleeing through the ground as an earth elemental. She emerges with horrible news. Heth has a Death Worm, and it's heading for Alexandria!
-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= Appearing =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= Paenitia 3'0" 34 Lb Halfling Female A Lucht knight, dark skinned in bold feathery finery. Shilde 4'4" 160 Lb Khazad-Aul Female Tall for a dwarf, long blonde hair in a thick braid, big blue eyes. Barclaiigh 4'5" 202 Lb Mountain Dwarf Male A thick tree-trunk of a dwarf. Wavy auburn hair, loose traveling clothes. Ravenstongue 5'0" 99 Lb Half-Elf Female Short half-elf girl with violet eyes and black hair. Vaera 7'0" 262 Lb Sith-Makar Female A tall, dark red Makari with a metallic leg. Skielstregar 7'2" 330 Lb Sith-Makar Male A brilliantly silver scale with fangs and empty eyes. Lyme 7'2" 435 Lb Orc Butch Black-skinned oruch of suitable stature. -=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--= -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= As the GM =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= Whirlpool Otyugh I am stinky! -=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=
The horrible slug thing is gonna try to eat everyone.
It seemed like they were just lookin at the party like 'hello!'. These slugs definitely say hello just with acid burns.
Two slugs are over the chasm on the walls and one that popped up close wants to be a friend.
<OOC> Barclaiigh says, "I will cast Bull's Strenght on Paenitia and move to end up between RT and the closest sluggerino." GAME: Barclaiigh casts Bull's Strength. Caster Level: 7 DC: 17 <OOC> Barclaiigh says, "+4 enchance to STR for 7mins, Pae."
"... reckon I told y'all I ain't got the fondest memories'a acid'n caves." Meowclaiigh feline eyes glint yellow-green in the dark as he searches out the assorted oversized vermin. Loose scree scratches beneath his paws as he hops against Ramirez and scrambles up, brushing his blue-black tail across the dame, bracing as he rattles off a quick chant, and hopping off of her readied shield to land, poised, between Ravenstongue and the slug. His tail flicks, his whiskered lips pull back in challenge.
"Reckon y'all can handle them far off ones, miss Shilde? Miss Paenitia?"
<OOC> Paenitia says, "Right, Ramirez is in Chibi version. Cool, thanks Barc" <OOC> Whirlpool says, "Can you ride chino Ramirez?" <OOC> Paenitia says, "I'm small, he's medium" <OOC> Whirlpool says, "Dying at chino ramirez" [WhirlChan] Vaera says, "Oh yeah, Ramirez would stilll work as a mount for a Lucht :D" <OOC> Whirlpool says, "VERY COOL CHINOS" GAME: Paenitia rolls weapon3+4+2: (17)+13+4+2: 36 (+4 for charge, +2 from the Bull's Strength) <OOC> Paenitia says, "oh, can I charge a far off one, since Barc is taking the closer one?" <OOC> Whirlpool says, "The ones 'far off' are clinging to the chasm walls below you" <OOC> Paenitia says, "Ramirez can fly though?" <OOC> Whirlpool says, "You could do that if you want! They don't appear to be paying much heed at the moment" <OOC> Paenitia nods, "I believe I've been asked to fight one of the other ones, so I'll do that." <OOC> Paenitia nods, "Hopefully nothing goes wrong. :) I rolled attack, I'll roll damage for the charge. <OOC> Paenitia says, "+2 from Bull's Strength, +10 Cav, x3 for mounted lance" GAME: Paenitia rolls damage3+2+10: aliased to 1d6+2+2+10: (4)+2+2+10: 18 GAME: Paenitia rolls damage3+2+10: aliased to 1d6+2+2+10: (5)+2+2+10: 19 GAME: Paenitia rolls damage3+2+10: aliased to 1d6+2+2+10: (3)+2+2+10: 17 (54 total) <OOC> Whirlpool says, "Paen IS swinging into the chasm and attacking the ones on the wall?" <OOC> Paenitia says, "yes" GAME: Whirlpool rolls 4d8: (20): 20 <OOC> Whirlpool says, "So, Paen's weapon takes 20 on the first hit from acid damage" [WhirlChan] Shilde says, "Small weapons have half the base HP, unfortunately. So a small +1 lance would have 7 hardness, 15 HP. Worst case scenario, it has 2 hp left. Best case, if acid does half before hardness is applied, it has 12 hp left." <OOC> Barclaiigh says, "It may also need a fort save or die from massive damage." <OOC> Barclaiigh says, "Since it was 50+ in one hit." <OOC> Whirlpool says, "But we do not generally use it, it's an optional rule"
"Órale!" The little Red Knight cries, "We handle the far one, yes. Ramirez! Charge!"
The mightly little peacock-andalusian squawks and launches himself with a great flapping of feathers. He hops over the edge and drops towards the ones clinging to the wall, his mistress raises up her lance and laughs.
"Rock Chewer! Fight only us. I bring the harder thing for you to chew on." She does, she is deadly accurate with her lance, the tip piercing the pulpy, sausage like skin of the creature.
<OOC> Ravenstongue says, "Hasting my friends for fun and profit!" GAME: Ravenstongue casts Haste. Caster Level: 8 DC: 19
"Órale!" Pothy shouts back to Paenitia in fervent approval, as is the meaning of the word.
"Where did you even learn that one, Pothy?" Cor'lana asks, raising a dark brow in confusion for a moment--and then she looks down at Meowclaiigh. "Hey. Wanna go real fast?" she asks, grinning.
If Pothy could sweat, he would be. "Uh-oh," he says. He knows that feytouched fit of whimsy on her face.
Cor'lana lifts up her hand and sweeps it around in the direction of her friends, murmuring her incantation for a quickening spell. The magic seeps into her allies, their movement altered, hastened, augmented.
GAME: Vaera rolls knowledge/dungeoneering: (4)+6: 10 <OOC> Vaera says, "pbs deadly aim" GAME: Vaera rolls 1d20+11+1+1+1+1-2: (3)+11+1+1+1+1+-2: 16 GAME: Vaera rolls 1d20+11+1+1+1+1-2: (8)+11+1+1+1+1+-2: 21 GAME: Vaera rolls 1d20+6+1+1+1+1-2: (5)+6+1+1+1+1+-2: 13 GAME: Vaera rolls 1d12+4+1: (11)+4+1: 16 GAME: Vaera rolls 1d12+4+1: (3)+4+1: 8 <OOC> Whirlpool says, "And yes everyone is hasted"
Vaera takes a step back when the slug appears in front of them, and is already moving to attack. The red makari fires off a round with a thunderous crack from the firearm they had been carrying with them, and quickly loads two more into it, each ringing in the cavern, but only one hitting the mark "My thanks, Ravenstongue, stay close, there may be others that arrive if you are at the back." she warns.
<OOC> Skielstregar says, "we smash with halberd. All the feats" GAME: Skielstregar rolls weapon25+1: (17)+14+1: 32 GAME: Whirlpool rolls 4d8: (17): 17 <OOC> Whirlpool says, "Query: does acid bypass hardness?" GAME: Skielstregar rolls damage25+9+2: aliased to 1d10+8+9+2: (10)+8+9+2: 29 <OOC> Shilde says, "Without knowing the specific monster I can't say for sure, but the entry under energy attacks says no." <OOC> Skielstregar says, "usually energy attacks do half damage to objects" <OOC> Barclaiigh says, "hardness is typically doubled against energy attacks. Unless the monster has special rules."
Skielstregar blinks as things suddenly get harried and his form feels brisk. The massive creature sizzling next to them is much to chagrin with on its own right. "Bwuh, what the..-?"
He looks to Ravenstongue, chuffs once with a firm nod. "Harder, better, fasster, sstrong!" he shouts, hefting his sickeningly inky halberd over a shoulder, doing a stutter step, and leaping up several feet before slamming the axe head of it into a fleshy hide of the creature.
It explodes in acid. And he pulls back, clutching the side of his head as he shakes the weapon. "Ggggnnnaaa...!" He twists the halberd back, him pulling out a wooden hafted spear from the quiver on his back as he stands his ground.
GAME: Whirlpool rolls 1d20+16: (13)+16: 29 GAME: Whirlpool rolls 1d20+16: (17)+16: 33 GAME: Whirlpool rolls 2d6+9: (6)+9: 15 GAME: Whirlpool rolls 2d6+9: (8)+9: 17 <OOC> Skielstregar has dr/1- ! GAME: Whirlpool rolls 2d6: (11): 11 GAME: Whirlpool rolls 2d6: (5): 5 <OOC> Whirlpool says, "Okay! Now the ones near Paen" <OOC> Whirlpool says, "Paen, roll fly. Well, have Ramirez fly"
The chasm is not particularly narrow, leaving Paenitia and Ramirez plenty of room to descend. Their strike picks up acid all over their weapon, yes, coming from the dripping skin of these enormous, slug like monstrosities.
It is clear, quickly, that these things are not unintelligent. Swiftly, the very stone itself is detached above Paenitia by the creature's touch as it squeezed through a narrow gap back into the wall, leaving crumbling stones to fall down on the cavalier. They're able to avoid the worst of it.
The second one of these enormous creatures waves it's antennae at Paenitia, and then continues up the wall, with a long, smoking trail of acid behind it.
Meanwhile, above, the remaining slug simply lifts its body and crashes it not once but twice against Skiel, wounding him severely and leaving him doused in horribly acidic and viscous ooze.
GAME: Shilde rolls knowledge/nature: (9)+11: 20 GAME: Skielstregar rolls knowledge/nature: (10)+2: 12 GAME: Barclaiigh rolls Knowledge/Nature: (5)+13: 18 GAME: Vaera rolls knowledge/nature: (18)+6: 24 GAME: Ravenstongue rolls Knowledge/Nature: (1)+13: 14 (EPIC FAIL) GAME: Paenitia rolls knowledge/nature: Trained Use Only: 0 <OOC> Shilde will draw and use her wand of CLW on Skiel. GAME: Shilde used a Wand of Cure Light Wounds. GAME: Shilde rolls 1d8+1: (7)+1: 8
Shilde is the last to react. Slow reflexes, or strategically allowing the seconds to pass in order to gain a better appreciation of the tactical situation and respond accordingly? It's absolutely the first one. Still, being slow off the mark pays off perhaps a little as she's well positioned to aid Skielstregar once she pulls forth her twig wand and activates its stored power to relieve him of some of his hurts.
<OOC> Barclaiigh says, "Alright. I'll eat the acid and full attack the one on Skiel. I have Pounce and Haste." <OOC> Barclaiigh says, "Power Attack, +1 to hit from the +2 str from Poly and +1 to hit from Haste." GAME: Barclaiigh rolls melee+1+1-2: (16)+9+1+1+-2: 25 GAME: Barclaiigh rolls melee+1+1-2: (20)+9+1+1+-2: 29 (THREAT) GAME: Barclaiigh rolls melee+1+1-2: (9)+9+1+1+-2: 18 (Not Confirmed) GAME: Barclaiigh rolls melee+1+1-2: (3)+9+1+1+-2: 12 GAME: Barclaiigh rolls melee+1+1-2: (13)+9+1+1+-2: 22 GAME: Whirlpool rolls 2d6: (7): 7 GAME: Whirlpool rolls 2d6: (3): 3 GAME: Barclaiigh rolls 1d6+5+1+4: (1)+5+1+4: 11 GAME: Barclaiigh rolls 1d6+5+1+4: (6)+5+1+4: 16 <OOC> Whirlpool says, "2d6 versus flesh, 4d8 versus metal" GAME: Barclaiigh rolls CMB+1+1+1: (1)+9+1+1+1: 13 (EPIC FAIL) (Grab attempt on the bite.)
Cat-eyes bounce around as the transformed Khazadi druid tries to gauge depth and distance. His jowls vibrate as he chatters cattily in frustration. The moment to act comes, however, and so he simply takes a few steps and pounces, landing bodily against the slug and sizzling.
"Mrow-owr!" he goes, snapping and digging away chunks. He drops to the ground lightly and coughs, cacking and retching away the burning goo what makes up these acidborne slugs.
"ey rying oo ang ol' it away um umthing!" he drawls, favouring his poor, abused kitty-tongue.
<OOC> Paenitia says, "so I think my challenge target vanished, so I guess charge the one that is climbing up the wall" <OOC> Paenitia says, "and this will likely blow away my magic weapon at which point I guess I'll start on the other ones." GAME: Paenitia rolls weapon3+4+2-3+1: (17)+13+4+2+-3+1: 34 (+4 charge, +2 Bull's Strength, -3 Power Attack, +1 Haste) GAME: Paenitia rolls damage3+2+6: aliased to 1d6+2+2+6: (3)+2+2+6: 13 GAME: Paenitia rolls damage3+2+6: aliased to 1d6+2+2+6: (3)+2+2+6: 13 GAME: Paenitia rolls damage3+2+6: aliased to 1d6+2+2+6: (4)+2+2+6: 14 (total 40 damage) GAME: Whirlpool rolls 4d8: (14): 14 <OOC> Whirlpool says, "Some more weapon damage" (Weapon still at 12 HP?)
A sizzling on her lance alters Paenitia to the acid damage. A sudden cascade of rocks steals her attention as Ramirez banks to the side to avoid them. They fly clear, then the little lucht calls out, "Comrades, be ware! They are hard on the weapons."
Her opponent has fled, and the other slug taunted her before burning a way up the cliff. "Okay, I come for you instead. Ramirez! Charge!"
With a scream they fly upwards, Paenitia cinches her rapidly decaying lance tight, and spears the creature. She lets go as they fly by. "Watch the ground, the other one may be come for you!"
<OOC> Ravenstongue says, "How about I straight up cook one of these slimy dudes with a lightning bolt?" <OOC> Whirlpool says, "That you can do!" GAME: Ravenstongue casts Lightning Bolt. Caster Level: 8 DC: 19 GAME: Whirlpool rolls 1d20+8: (19)+8: 27 GAME: Ravenstongue rolls 8d6: (30): 30
Cor'lana contemplates things. "You don't like you'd 'appreciate' my pixie dust," she murmurs, looking at these strange creatures. "But..."
She smiles even wider.
And she lifts her hand in the air, index and middle finger held into the sky. Her violet eyes widen as she intones the spell, and a current of lightning strikes from her hand into one of the slugs. She's come a long way from charming strange swordsmen in Alexandrian sewers.
<OOC> Vaera says, "back up, shoot the slug" GAME: Vaera rolls 1d20+11+1+1+1-2: (13)+11+1+1+1+-2: 25 GAME: Vaera rolls 1d20+11+1+1+1-2: (11)+11+1+1+1+-2: 23 GAME: Vaera rolls 1d20+6+1+1+1-2: (12)+6+1+1+1+-2: 19 GAME: Vaera rolls 1d12+4+1: (5)+4+1: 10 GAME: Vaera rolls 1d12+4+1: (1)+4+1: 6 GAME: Vaera rolls 1d12+4+1: (11)+4+1: 16
Vaera stops to take aim at the remaining slug, and loads another barrage of slugs, this time with all smashing into the beast. She continues moving back, and looks up. "There is only one remaining. They're moving up, they all were." Vaera chuffs, keeping the weapon aimed at the beast. "We need to go, now. The moment that is dealt with, or we can get away from it, we need to leave."
<OOC> Skielstregar says, "skiel is going to get mad, put up his halberd (this provokes an AoO)" <OOC> Skielstregar says, "then hits the slug with the shortspear" GAME: Skielstregar RAGES!, gaining +2 to melee attack/damage/Will saves and 16 temporary HP <OOC> Skielstregar says, "power attack/furious focus/arcane strike" GAME: Skielstregar rolls weapon24+1: (2)+15+1: 18 <OOC> Skielstregar says, "yeah, im blowing rpp for that" <OOC> Skielstregar says, "spend submitted, rerolling" GAME: Skielstregar rolls weapon24+1: (1)+15+1: 17 (EPIC FAIL) <OOC> Skielstregar throws hands up <OOC> Vaera squint [WhirlChan] Shilde says, "augghhhhh" <OOC> Whirlpool says, "Good lord" [WhirlChan] Shilde says, "RPP rerolls should come with an automatic safety against rerolls." <OOC> Whirlpool baps the dice, BAP BAP [WhirlChan] Shilde says, "er, safety against 1's." [WhirlChan] Paenitia says, "this is why I never spend RPP on rerolls. i have bought too many 1s" GAME: Whirlpool rolls 1d20+16: (18)+16: 34 GAME: Whirlpool rolls 2d6: (9): 9 GAME: Whirlpool rolls 2d6+9: (8)+9: 17 GAME: Whirlpool rolls 2d6: (8): 8 <OOC> Skielstregar says, "also skiel has dr 1/-" <OOC> Whirlpool says, "So you missed and ate a nasty hit"
Skielstregar is properly thrashed as he's battered by the massive creature, acid sizzling away at his body and shiny scales. Bits a pieces of the rock eating serum fall off in drip drops as a familiar black ichor leaks betwixt scales.
The air grows colder around him. "Well alright then...!" he snarls, stashing his preferred weapon away onto his back, dodging out of the way of another slam as he-
WHAM! He's skittered along the rocky ground, scrabbling to his feet as he bleeds and sizzles over the ground. "Rrrrr.... Vaera isss right! We need leave...!" he cough hacks.
GAME: Whirlpool rolls 1d20+16: (15)+16: 31 GAME: Whirlpool rolls 1d20+16: (5)+16: 21 <OOC> Skielstregar says, "both hit if its me, ac 18" GAME: Whirlpool rolls 2d6+9: (7)+9: 16 GAME: Whirlpool rolls 2d6+9: (7)+9: 16 GAME: Whirlpool rolls 2d6: (9): 9 GAME: Whirlpool rolls 2d6: (7): 7 <OOC> Skielstregar says, "dr/1- reminder" <OOC> Whirlpool says, "Okay! Paenitia, another fly check" GAME: Paenitia rolls 1d20+13: (9)+13: 22 (Ramirez Fly) ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ | Name | CHP (T) | HP | ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ | Barclaiigh....| 18 | 53 | | (C) Porter....| 45 | 45 | | Paenitia......| 97 | 97 | | (C) Ramirez...| 67 | 67 | | Ravenstongue..| 43 | 43 | | Shilde........| 58 | 58 | | (C) Rocky.....| 57 | 57 | | Skielstregar..| 14 | 91 | | Vaera.........| 61 | 61 | | (C) Wyrmere...| 45 | 45 | ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Like the other one it was near, upon being struck Paenitia finds it disgorges a great gout of rocks at her before disappear into a crack in the wall. This thing has an impressive ability to compress itself into a narrow space.
Above, Skiel and Barclaiigh find themselves under attack by the remaining creature which seems less than inclined to retreat. Stretching psuedopods slam into them, leaving them dosued with additional, sizzling acid that scortches their flesh and their armor.
<OOC> Shilde will shift into an earth elemental, try to get the slug's attention, repeat Vaera's suggestion to withdraw. GAME: Shilde spends ONE use of WILDSHAPE.
"Oi! Gunner's got the right o'it, aye? Pull back!" Shilde yells, dropping her wand as she steps towards the giant slug. With each step she takes her form seems to absorb the nature of the cavern about them, and she.. actually diminishes in size a little bit. By the time she's gotten around Skielstregar to face the slug itself, the arms she holds out wide, trying to get the slug's attention are like a living stone, rocks grinding against each other as her joints swivel and bend. For perhaps the first time in her life, she might be considered statuesque.
<OOC> Barclaiigh says, "Sounds like we're vamooshing. So Withdraw." <OOC> Barclaiigh says, "I think I'm 3-for-3 on getting to where we're going and immediately having to run away in Whirl plots." <OOC> Barclaiigh says, "5' should clear me unless the slug has reach. Then a double move is... 120'!" <OOC> Whirlpool says, "It does, but withdraw is fine as it used its AOO on Skiel earlier." <OOC> Whirlpool says, "And Barc, you have no idea. OH HO HO HO HO..."
"e'er *KAK* blegh..." Meowclaiigh bounces a few steps back from the slug, eyes locked on the druid-turned-elemental. "Y'all better be right behind us, miss Shilde." And then he's off, slinking back through the tunnels on soft-padded paws.
<OOC> Whirlpool says, "There's still the last one left, you could try to finish it." <OOC> Whirlpool says, "Your lance is pretty crispy as it is though!" <OOC> Paenitia says, "oh, sure, give it a stab instead then" <OOC> Paenitia says, "I have ride-by attack, so can hit it and catch up most of the distance" GAME: Paenitia rolls weapon3+4+2-3+1: (8)+13+4+2+-3+1: 25 GAME: Paenitia rolls damage3+2+6: aliased to 1d6+2+2+6: (5)+2+2+6: 15 GAME: Paenitia rolls damage3+2+6: aliased to 1d6+2+2+6: (2)+2+2+6: 12 GAME: Paenitia rolls damage3+2+6: aliased to 1d6+2+2+6: (1)+2+2+6: 11 (38 total) <OOC> Whirlpool says, "That definitely grievously wounds it!"
The Ivory Steed wings his way up the chasm, back to the group. The Red Knight's targets are slowly vanishing, squeezing into spaces so small she'd have trouble with them.
"We are come after you. I am just leave them the love tap to remember us by."
'Ruaaaaah!' Chibi Ramirez caws, as they rush by the remaining slug. Paenitia's lance goring it grievously.
Gliding past, down the tunnels to catch up with Meowclaiigh, the dark lucht cheers, "Ole! Now I have the mine story to tell against my uncle the next time the family dinner happens."
Ravenstongue says, "Andale! Rapido! Vamanos! Withdraw."
Everyone's else doing it. It's time for her to do it too. "Hold on tight, Pothy!" Cor'lana tells her pale-feathered friend, and she runs off after her allies.
<OOC> Vaera says, "shoot once, then 60 feet back" GAME: Vaera rolls 1d20+11+1+1+1-2: (17)+11+1+1+1+-2: 29 GAME: Vaera rolls 1d12+4+1: (1)+4+1: 6
Vaera stops to load another round into the thunderbelcher, but this time, she only stops to fire one back at the slug, before she turns and sprints back with the rest of the group. "If this is just one, we should not stay around to see what would be scaring three of them off." Vaera grunts as she loads the firearm again while running.
Forgotten Skielstregar is smashed into the ground, left in a sizzling crater. He groans. Dazed, bleeding crimson and black ichor, the silver smeared makari pulls himself out of the rock with a heavy wheeze and a snarl. "Why YOU LITTLE-!"
He cuts himself off, clutching his head as he looks over everyone backing up and away. He growls, spits a glob onto the ground, and takes a few careful steps back. "Ssshaman Ssshilde, you are the lassst! Retreat and regroup!" he calls out in a hacking bark. It's not cowardice to run.
It's what he does anyways, shoring up the back of the group as he leaves a trail of inky miasma behind that wafts away.
<OOC> Shilde's AC is 22 atm. Which probably won't help much. But FYI. GAME: Whirlpool rolls 1d20+16: (14)+16: 30 GAME: Whirlpool rolls 1d20+16: (13)+16: 29 GAME: Whirlpool rolls 2d6+9: (4)+9: 13 GAME: Whirlpool rolls 2d6+9: (9)+9: 18 GAME: Whirlpool rolls 2d6: (7): 7 GAME: Whirlpool rolls 2d6: (10): 10 <OOC> Shilde will attempt to cast defensively GAME: Shilde rolls 1d20+7+4: (18)+7+4: 29 <OOC> Shilde would like to use Stone Shape to seal it off. <OOC> Whirlpool says, "That's doable. Five foot step, cast, escape." <OOC> Whirlpool says, "Pose blocking off the others, then I'll give you something else to pose. Everyone else, make a ref save." GAME: Shilde casts Stone Shape. Caster Level: 7 DC: 17
Well, that hurt. Shilde's earthen form doesn't seem to protect her much against the slug's battering and acid slime, but she's sturdy enough to take it.. at least for now. "Just git goin' ye fraggles!" she yells.. then as Skielstregar finally clears the threshold of the cavern opening, she taps into the stone once again.. the rock around the mouth of the cavern seems to liquify briefly, swirling, and then closes like an iris before solidifying once again.
GAME: Vaera rolls reflex: (15)+9: 24 GAME: Skielstregar rolls reflex: (17)+6: 23 GAME: Barclaiigh rolls Reflex: (20)+5: 25 (CRITICAL SUCCESS) GAME: Ravenstongue rolls Reflex: (19)+6: 25 GAME: Paenitia rolls reflex: (6)+7: 13 GAME: Lyme rolls ref: (9)+3: 12
Everyone is running. Everyone except Shilde. Suddenly, the ground shifts underfoot, as if the ground itself was trembling from the force of something. An earthquake?! Now?!
Gliding along, the Red Knight upon her mini-Ivory Steed is not affected by the earthquake, but is still in danger of falling debris impacting her. Fortunately, her reflexes are good.
Only Lyme loses his balance but enough of his comrades succeeded that his lapse is able to be covered, with assistance he is able to get back on his feet swiftly.
It takes some time for Shilde to rejoin the party. Even hasted as she is, swimming through the earth isn't as easy as it looks. And.. she was delayed. And time passes rather oddly when surrounded by nothing but rock and earth and minerals. In fact, she probably doesn't catch up until the group has decided to stop for a spell... when she does, she rises from the stone floor with grasping stone hands and dwarf curses, like she was pulling herself out of a hole. She's barely up on 'solid' ground again before she's saying, "Keep goin! Tis bad. Real bad. S'plain on th'way."
And explain she does. How the quake seemed to suck her down, deep into the earth. Of finding a vast hollowed cavern, dug by a massive, massive worm. Only worse. The feeling and smell and taste of death and rot.
"Heth's gotta death worm. An' it's close."
Lyme looks towards Shilde, an ugly look on his face. "Fuck." Reaching for his belt, he pulls out a vial of something small. "Either we warn the city, or we try to slow it down before it gets there."
Shilde returns Lyme's look somewhat askance. "Slow it down? Ye mad? We'd 'ardly be a bump as it drove right through us! No point'n dyin' 'ere today."
Shilde adds, "An.. that was only a glimpse. Nasty feelin' there's more comin'"
Vaera doesn't know what to say for a moment, she's mostly focused on making sure the path forward and out is taken care of and nothing was waiting to ambush them. She does stop, and sigh. "So it is not just a wandering group of wights, as much as I wished to believe that. This is organized, and something is planned."
The little Red Knight and her currently little hippogryph steed wing and wind through the tunnels, evading falling rock. She stares as Shilde emerges, her ever grinning mask presenting her usual fixed expression.
"Ah, this not the good thing to take to the city, if he move as fast as we do." There's a glance at her rotten lance, "the safe place to confront the worm, that is the thing we need. Attack with range, from the air."
"The only worms that I see fly, are the wyrms, and I have not see them."
"Augh!" Shilde's knuckles wrap against the side of her head. Being that they're both stone, the sound it makes is a little bit enhanced. "No! Told ye... there's more. If'n they got a worm tunnellin'... if'n they're plannin' all of this for how long.. they got more. What wights we been' seein' in the wilds.. them's just the ones what wandered outta the caves, I'm guessin'. Nay.. I might be wrong, but I'm figurin' there's an army comin'. We gets to the city."
OOC & Combatty
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>> 24 Barclaiigh 1 <<
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23 Paenitia 1 Flat-footed (0 rnds remaining)
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19 Ravenstongue 1 Flat-footed (0 rnds remaining)
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16 Vaera 1 Flat-footed (0 rnds remaining)
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14 Skielstregar 1 Flat-footed (0 rnds remaining)
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9 Delver
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9 Shilde 3 Flat-footed (0 rnds remaining)
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A Clerical TPK
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ | Name | CHP (T) | HP | ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ | Barclaiigh....| -71 | 53 | | (C) Porter....| -78 | 45 | | Paenitia......| -3 | 97 | | (C) Ramirez...| -33 | 67 | | Ravenstongue..| -57 | 43 | | Shilde........| -42 | 58 | | (C) Rocky.....| -43 | 57 | | Skielstregar..| 5 +14 | 91 | | Vaera.........| -39 | 61 | | (C) Wyrmere...| -55 | 45 | ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ <OOC> Skielstregar says, "clerical error being the first tpk"
Propositions
[WhirlChan] Ravenstongue says, "YES ORALE!!!!!"
[WhirlChan] Ravenstongue says, "BRB grabbing my Mexican flag and waving it furiously in the wind while I scream ORALE into the night"
[WhirlChan] Ravenstongue says, "My neighbors will sure hate it, but I'll love it!"
[WhirlChan] Barclaiigh says, "A mexican battlecry and a canadian proposition. It's a versatile statement."
[WhirlChan] Ravenstongue says, "I am so glad I wasn't drinking anything, Barc."
Pothy snacks
<OOC> Ravenstongue says, "Pothy says if it's a worm, it's a snack. He's gonna eat the death worm."
<OOC> Skielstregar says, "hooooo boy"
<OOC> Shilde says, "RIP Pothy."
<OOC> Skielstregar says, "LOL"
<OOC> Paenitia says, "wow."
<OOC> Skielstregar says, "this is awesome"
<OOC> Whirlpool says, "Ha"
<OOC> Whirlpool says, "Pothy sees the giant worm."
<OOC> Whirlpool says, ""...smack?""
<OOC> Whirlpool says, ""Snack?" even."
<OOC> Whirlpool says, "RT: *grabs Pithy and runs*"
<OOC> Ravenstongue says, "Accurate."
<OOC> Whirlpool says, "Pothy will be sad that he can't east it."
<OOC> Whirlpool says, "Eat it even"
<OOC> Whirlpool says, "It'll be a pity pothy"
<OOC> Vaera says, "well nice knowing Alexandria"