Quickly covering his ears in an attempt to block the ear piercing noise, he lowers his hands once the yelling ceases. "My my you are a loud one," he says, looking around for any sign of what/whoever it might be.
Horatio's eyes grind into the surroundings with grim intensity as he tries to block out the noise in his head.
He turns to Amen-set -
"I can't see anything radiating magic... including the magic of necromancy - the aura which should surround the Undead..." he says with a brittle voice.
"I have no idea what to do, but if there is an unseen threat here perhaps fire shall purge the darkness?" he says as he looks at the moldy wood, dusty beams and filthy surroundings even as his modest lore of Engineering and Nature reminds him that enclosed places with small bits of combustible particles evenly distributed through the air - such as dust and mold - will create a powerful incendiary effect which will easily result in a very large explosion if even a spark is ignited... not unlike lighting a match in a dusty grain silo - or causing even a small Spark to burn like Dragonfire...
As he continues to glance around, "It is definitely unseen, Captain, but it is most definitely not unheard. Can you not hear it? 'Give, mortal, stone' was all I could make out within the deafening voice."
"I can't see anything radiating magic... including the magic of necromancy - the aura which should surround the Undead..." he says with a brittle voice.
"Assuredly, oh my hatey-a', though thy may know much of Alchemy, assuredly thy have forgotten that though the spell "Detect Magic" should sense the presence of the foul necromantic arts which allow Undead to flourish then the potency of such a spell would negate the value of the more difficult to master, yet somehow more limited spell known to some as "Detect Undead"... That this is truth is sheer lunacy, yet sadly, even the gods themselves must bend to the vagueries of the rules which govern magic..." she says with a respectful, though patient, voice.
"Even so; with dust and filth in this place is it possible that we have rather breathed in natural poisons lingering in the foul air or hanging over dread land which is close to stagnant water? Aye - and surely there are many tales of Men who felt the clutch of Insanity in the darkness foul jungles... If true, then surely my senet and he whom she is troth-plighted unto - being that they are Elven folk and likely more readily used to the wiles of forest plagues then Men - would be less effected by such threats?"
"Mayhap thy should attempt to discern the possibility that such a palsy is first from natural, though unwholesome means, rather than seek for sorcery as the cause?" she adds with the same polite, patient voice.
"I have no idea what to do, but if there is an unseen threat here perhaps fire shall purge the darkness?"
Amen-set's eyes narrow as she studies Horatio, wondering at his confusion at what seems obvious to her, but given his mood since his arrival on this island, she has her own suspicions and continues to be patient with him, even as she continues to study him.
"Aye... Fire is the tool to purge evil; yet though the flame will not burn me as others, our companions may not endure it's hot kiss with great will or pleasure."
Seeing that he still seems convinced the threat cannot be an invisible enemy but some sort of monster, she sighs a bit.
"If thy are still concerned of the threat of some fallen spirit, then ask the Hau-nebu," she says with a wave of her hand at Rajah "to call upon his gods and channel a burst of energy from their divine source... If there is indeed a Shade of some bygone wretch, or a foul Wight to guard these meager trinkets we have discovered thus far - surely his power will reveal the truth of that even as it radiates to surround us all?" she adds.
Of course, Amen-set now doubts that there is any ghost or spirit lingering here, otherwise they should all have heard its voice. No, it is more likely that there is some sort of natural disease they breathed in, especially in a room filled with rotten food and other bacteria...
However, she also believes that if there is a disease or insanity effecting them that Rajah's Channel Energy will hopefully cure them all of its effects, or at least alert them that there is something unwholesome that they are breathing.
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Variel stops swinging his cutlass as it seems that there is no real harm being done even if the rest of the group outside of Rain and himself are acting a little eccentric. Please hold off Amen with any fire until we know what is going on. The last thing we need is the place burning around us as we try and figure this out.
Now, each of you are hearing voices. Are they saying the same thing or are each of you getting small fragments that must be pieced together? Where did the voices originate and are they getting stronger?
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Now, each of you are hearing voices. Are they saying the same thing or are each of you getting small fragments that must be pieced together? Where did the voices originate and are they getting stronger?
Horatio turns a glance at Variel -
"Well, I can't speak for none but me... All I heard was - ...set us free?...do you have it?... - but as for what "It" is, I don't know..." he says as his eyes narrow as he turns to peer through the dimly lit room, the Light Spell still shining from the magically glowing bit of crockery in the corner.
"Just a whispery voice, barely heard, saying 'where is it and what did you do with it.'... essentially... I have no idea what 'it' is and I don't recognize the voice... couldn't tell where it was coming from."
Variel and Rain, you see your companions jerk again, obviously having heard something.
Seijiro claps his hands over his ears even though he instinctively knows it won't stop the voice that is inside his head rather than outside... and leans against a wall... "STOP! What's an 'immortal dreamstone' and who took it? I didn't take anything.... this time. It wasn't me... get out of my head!"
Cringing and clapping his hands over his ears as well, he shakes his head to work out the ringing once the screaming ends. "Would you please stop that, not-so-good voice. I'm beginning to gather a headache."
Rain looked on, still perplexed at the antics of the non-Elves in the party. She was glad that Neko remained on the balcony when they had entered the tower. It would not do to have the magical cat succumb to whatever malady had befallen most of the party in this room.
Looking to Rain he calls out to her, We may have to get them out of here if this keeps up!
She nodded and watched him pull Jiro from the chamber. Rajah was nearest her and he was saying his head had begun to ache and so she took hold of his arm and began pulling him away, toward Jiro. She called out to those struck with pain, "I cannot hear what you are hearing, but if helps to leave this chamber, then do so immediately."
Again, she looked about the chamber, swiftly extending her pike to full length (20ft) in ready of any surprise attack.
Rajah and Flynn suddenly slump to the ground, like puppets who've had their strings cut. At the same time an unearthly howl cuts through the room, at least Seijiro hears it. Rain and Variel, you just see them slump to the ground.
Rain watched as Rajah slid to the ground, in dead faint. Flynn did the same beside Variel. Hearing Variel's command, she kept her pike extended and ready in case of trouble, and took Rajah's arm in her off hand and was ready to carefully drag him from the chamber if need be. "I will drag Rajah out as soon as we're ready."
Rain's eyes continued to move about the space, looking for what could be causing her companions' malady.
Seijiro lets himself get pulled out, not fighting it... shaking his head, hands over his ears, trying to put a stop to the voice.
Amen and Dhaavan, you feel a heavy drowsiness overtake you as your eyes begin to slide shut.
Variel, Rain, and Seijiro, perception checks please.
Seijiro, you catch a glimpse of two translucent eyes on shadowy stalklike appendages peering out from the wall to the north.
IMM, in the surprise round, can Dhaavan cast Vanish on himself?
Amen-set watches the scene with veiled eyes and feels the sudden touch of something dark on her...
Her hands tighten and flames burn around them...
With the strange goings on in the chamber, Rain swiftly cast her eyes about, extended pike in one hand and holding onto Rajah's arm with the other.
Dhaavan vanishes and you don't hear an invisible body hit the floor.
You do however see Amen-set slump to the floor unconscious.
Rain you see the same as Seijiro.
Dhaavan, due to not being currently counting sheep you can make a perception check too.
It's your turn guys.
"Zzzzzz... zzzzzz... Please pass the butter... It smells lovely... zzzzzz... zzzzzz..."
"Zzzzzz... zzzzzz... Please pass the butter... It smells lovely... zzzzzz... zzzzzz..."
Horatio doesn't seem to respond, nor does Amen-set, even as the others make their move...
Seijiro whispers to variel through the message link if it's still up, if not, he'll make a new one...
"There's something there... IN the wall, over there." he points north. "It's got tentacles coming out of the wall with eyes on the ends of them. It's there, but it's hard to see... I can see right through it."
"Want me to try to sneak up on it?" he whispers to Variel, while dragging Amen-Set out of the room.
Seijiro, you catch a glimpse of two translucent eyes on shadowy stalklike appendages peering out from the wall to the north.
Rain it's at normal height, about 4 feet off the ground.
At that moment, two horrific shapes float out of the wall. Utterly terrifying in every respect, they seem to shift and transform constantly into different shapes, each more monstrous than the last.
At the same time, a wave of pants soiling terror washes over you from on of the creatures.
The other one looks at Variel.
Once all the saves and this is done you guys are up.
Seijiro spots the amorphous shapes and can't comprehend the strangeness. He is over one with dread and flees in panic.
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Variel would have been surprised at the sudden onslaught from the creatures but for Jiro's warning. As it was he only had time to grab a hold of Horatio before a deep sense of dread started to build up within him. Even without looking behind him he knew what was going to be there. The hairs on the back of his neck stood on end and Variel did not want to turn around yet he felt compelled to. There, standing jsut 5 feet away was the largest spider that Variel had even seen. How he had missed such a creature upon entering the room Variel didn't know and frankly didn't care. All he wanted to do was to flee the area at full speed. Dropping Horatio like a sack of potatoes Variel tried to back away from the creature. Tripping over his own feet in the process Variel could not escape the large human sized mandibles as they closed in around him. Fearing the end Variel closed his eyes calling out, Help me Rain! Someone? Anyone? Please help me!
Panting with fear Variel shook as death closed in around him yet his heart did not stop. The black void lifted as he opened his eyes to see the light of day once again. Where once there was nothing but darkness and fear now there was light and life. The taint still hung with him as did the touch of those terrible mandibles. With the spider having disappeared and Horatio at the far end of the room VAriel turned his attentions to the creatures that Jiro spotted earlier.
Moving quickly Variel enhances his cutlass, casts a spell, and covers the distance (D,10) to strike the thing.
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Horatio continues to slumber.
Amen-set mumbles Dracarys then sighs and turns in her sleep to make herself more comfortable as Jiro continues to drag her to safety.
What kind of action would it take to wake the sleepers without breaking invisibility?