"Bugs lots of bugs."
"My weapon is little use here. We must fall back"
"Maybe evil one can fireball them.", giving a grin.
As he rolled a natural 20 he got a total of 31 which is an Amazing Item!
Shroud says, "My pouch might have something for this."
He looks at the creatures digs into his pouches and pulls out....
Bottle of Gust of Wind
A bottle which seems to have air swirling in it. He says, "I don't know what this thingie does but I'll try it."
He points the bottle at the swarm and opens the cap.
A line of wind blasts out from the bottle sending both swarms flying back into the storage room. Swarm 1 takes damage and swarm 2 takes 2 damage and knocked "Prone" from the force of the blast.
Seeing both of the swarms Jor prepares himself for the combat and rushes forward after seeing both of them knocked prone, deciding to take out the first swarm
Initiative
Not wanting to leave Jor despite her desire to simply run away from a fight with what are really just creatures of the cycle of like she drops her crossbow and rushes fort wielding her new Warhammer.
Flanking Melee Attack
Damage
So what is Terevalis doing?
Jor wacks a swarm with his sword in a chopping motion, cutting down numerous bugs but as they are a large swarm of creatures it is less effective (The swarm takes 11 damage).
The swarms on their turn spend it reforming as they are disrupted for a turn after getting blasted by a gust of air.
Alathea crushes some bugs with her new hammer but makes a minimal impact on the swarm.
Athola decides, maybe something can be used to barricade the door way closed knowing her rapier will be useless against the swarm.
Calling upon the arcane might that dances within his soul and his very being the Black Robe will concentrate and cast a burning hands spell.
Ast there torsnr tresr/tser there
damage
Seeing as his greatsword did not do any damage, Jor calmly retreated a bit back to grap a potion from his pouch, glanced at his vial to determine its content before throwing it towards the swarm.
The Alchemist fire lands on the swarm and sets the area on fire burning a good deal of the little buggers.
Shroud says, "Lets see what I got here" digs into his [kender pouches
And pulls out an Extraordinary item.
Luck roll to adjust the table. 1 bad, 2 good
In this case he gets a Tanglefoot bag.
"Hey this might be useful"
As its a DC 5 to hit the square he can't fail
The bag hits the swarm and explodes out entangling one of the swarms in a sticky substance, pinning them to the floor like fly paper.
Alathea backs away from the swarm to the doorway and looks at Shroud in shock, "Is that a magic bag of tricks?!"
Mithas just backs out of the room and keeps well out of the way of the swarm.
The party backs away from the swarms. One swarm scuttles over the floor but fails to reach anyone this turn. However it now is wandering the main hall near the stairs. The other swarm is held fast (Strength 1 VS a dc 17 strength check means they're stuck for a pretty long time).
What do you do?
Alathea backs into the hallway and pulls a torch and flint and steel out of her backpack.
"It looks lie only fire or magic will injure these. Unfortunately, my magic is protective and healing not offensive".
Shroud reaches into his pouchs again for a random useful item.
Extraordinary Item!
for Reroll
He pulls out an Alchemist fire. "Wow this looks useful"
Gabriel continues to retreat giving others room to maneuver and and back up. Protecting and watching the rear making sure no undead approach.
Athola, seeing she is rather useless against the swarm, decides to see what she can see in each room that they have not visited, though not entering them.
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With one swarm glued and the other one burning from alchemist fire the group retreats down the hall and the remainder Centipedes too distracted by being on fire do not pursue you. Heading down to the east hall you come to a room that was once a lay priest's chamber at one time perhaps but it looks like it was put to the touch and anything valuable has been looted or long burned away. The room next to it to the north and south are servant's quarters likewise looted and burned long ago. To the west is a hallway that seems to lead to a more open area and then off to another room to the far east.
off to the west toward the open area then.
Heading to the open area you enter the main hall of this floor. Bones litter the floor and signs of past battle linger from long ago. Blue ghostly flames burn from old torches casting an unpleasant light. There is a room to the right and the left of the stairway, one of them looking like a brewery long covered over with mold, the other was likely a buttery used to churn butter but much like the other room it has descended into rot and disrepair. The hall to the east continues on likely leading to more rooms on the eastern side.
Is there any signs of disturbance or that others have come through recently. I don't have survival and can't track but others may want to roll.
"Athola, Shroud, or any of you can you track. Is there any signs anyone has been this way?"
Jor attemps to read the signs in the room and determine if something happened here, but his skills seems to be not quite there as he cant make head or tails
"Well, I dont know if someone was here recently but at least it seems to the case. I dont find any recent tracks"
Its hard to tell if anyone has been through here considering there is tons of drag marks probably from passing undead that have wandered here for countless centuries.
"oh well worth a shot. Left of the stairway then to start. Follow me."
Heading down the stairs to the next floor you see off to the right and left more rooms. Looking into one of the you suddenly witness a flicker of the past in a room that looks infirmary.
You see an image of a young priestess in the garb of Mishakal tending to an ill looking man thrashing on one of the cots. Her hands glow as she utters some soothing magics over the man. Suddenly the door splinters and the woman looks frightened as she grabs her quarter staff and unceasingly holds guard against the approaching danger. She utters a prayer to the Goddess and her staff begins to glow.
Soon enough the door shatters as an Ogre's axe shatters the door and an Ogre enter the room with murder in his eyes. The woman showing unusual courage rushes forward and slams her staff into Ogre sending him flying backward out of the room. This is but a brief respite however as another Ogre breaks in from the south with an axe coated with blood. She turns to face her new attacker and begins to utter a spell but the Ogre she knocked back stands up in anger and rushes forward cleaving the cleric in twain with his axe.
The sick young man in better feebly tries to pull himself to his feet and utter a spell but is overcome with a wracking cough. The Ogres chuckle and approach the cot as the man looks in abject terror. The last thing you hear is a scream filled with pain and rage.
The flicker fades but the room is not empty, inside there remains a hazy image of the ill young priest covered wounds that bleed endoplasmic fluid. Madness is in his eyes as he screams in rage and begins to float toward the party. What do you do? You get one action before we roll initiative.
"Kiri-Jolith hear my cries this spirit is here full of wrath and anger. Release it and let it be at peace so I do not have to cause it further pain. Go now spirit be at peace we are here to release you."
Gabriel prays as he holds the sacred blade forward.