Mort grabs a handful of salt from his pouch.
"Unhand Jarreck you bulb-eyed monstrosity!"
Omo steps forwards and tosses two bombs at the red mi-go.
Guaire wakes and stands
Seven casts Grease on Jarreck who
Round 2
Jarreck slips free from the Migo and slithers away from the creature!
Omo tosses a forcebomb or two at the MiGO
Isuma [sleeping] groggily wakes at the sound of Jarreck getting pincered. She scowls and grabs her weapons.
Mort casts Blind on the fungal creature...unfortunately it is naturally blind and so the spell has very little effect.
Mi Go
Green goes for Guaire hitting the Ranger for and failing to grab ahold of the man.
Red goes for Omo hitting the Ratling for and grabbing the alchemist.
Guaire
Seven
Round 3
Jarreck
Omo [grappled]
Isuma
Mort
Mi Go
Guaire
Seven
Mort calls out to Guaire.
"Guaire! Move away quickly!"
Mort attempts to cast a spell when Guaire has moved out of the way.
Mort points his finger at the green Mi-Go again, this time a ray of pure black fires out in the direction of the Mi-Go.
Guaire swings his flail twice at the thing, after which he steps aside to let the others do their ranged attacks.
Seventeen stows her wand, draws a scroll from her scroll case and moves close to Jarreck. She whispers the final word from the powerful enchantment and Jarreck abruptly vanishes!
Knowing that he is unlikely to break free, Omo smashes two bombs onto the mi-go.
"Die. Please, die." The alchemist hopes that four bombs are enough.
Guaire *flails around* at the MiGo (see what I did there!) and smacks it twice. Guaire realizes that his bludgeoning weapon doesn't do quite as much damage as it should to the spongy fungal creature.
Seven steps towards Jarreck and invises him.
Round 3
Jarreck fires while invisible...hitting the MiGo and dealing an extra
Omo [grappled] attempts to smash some vials of force damage against the MiGo. the MiGo slumps to the floor, dead. (It has 66HP...you dealt it 67HP, thank the dice lords)
Isuma throws herself at the remaining Migo, using her knife
unfortunately she misses.
Mort fires a ray of enervation that *just* misses the MiGo.
Mi Go has enough of this and withdraws down the tunnel.
Guaire
Seven
Round 4
Jarreck
Omo
Isuma
Mort
Mi Go
Guaire
Seven
Guaire straps his flail back, drawing his bow again as he moves.
Seventeen holds.
"I'm not going after that one. I'm barely conscious."
Mort says, a fatigued look on his face.
Jarreck's arrow strikes true but Guaire's does not. The MiGo flies off and soon silence engulfs the cave.
"Ok. Looks like the threat is over, for now.
We'd best catch some sleep again. I'll take 1st watch with Spike."
Before she starts copying spells, Seventeen administers the grade III hemochem to Jarreck saying coldly, "You are damaged, this will help."
She then hands the prayer beads to Mort saying, "Perhaps you can help Guaire?"
"Sure can do.", as he takes the beads Seven hands him.
"I've seen the elders use it before, it wasn't too difficult."
Putting it around his neck, Guaire recites the few words he had heard, and places his hand upon Mort's chest.
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Jarreck looks up in gratitude as Seven's administered shot begins to course through him healing up the worst of his wounds, granted they were still there but it was better.
"Thank you Seven, that does feel much better."
Moving over to the tunnel leading downwards Jarreck sets a torch in place to shed light on the tunnel. remaining there
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Content for the moment nothing further is coming up the chute, JArreck rummages around in Omo's pack retrieving the black hypogun. "Bring this back in a bit."
administering the first shot to himself, Jarreck is pleasantly surprised to feel his ribs knitting back together and the remaining damage reduce to nothing but angry welts. Moving over to Guaire he tries to give the warrior a shot in the arm, however even to his less experienced eye the shot was not as effectual on the guardsman as it was on him. Glancing at the gun a moment Jarreck tries again before Guaire can complain, much. Again the healing is less than sufficient.
A light on the side of the gun indicating 1/2 a charge left prompts Jarreck to move on to Mort's side. "Guaire keep an eye on the tunnel, I left a torch burning there to give us a chance to see them before they return, again."
Reaching Mort, Jarreck changes the gun to it's secondary setting and pulls the trigger, Some of the lines around the druids face relax but over all he seems much the same, changing out the canister as it was depleted, the rogue tries once more.
Seeing another half a canister gone and little improvement, he goes back to Guaire. "Gonna try the other arm, try not to be so damnably resistant to the technology." Even with the admonition it takes a second shot in that arm as well. Thankfully the medicine heals the spot where the injection is made.
Guaire smirks slightly.
"I have an issue with the Technic League, not technology itself.
Thanks, i feel much better now."
He keeps his bow ready while Jarreck administers the remaining required aid.
Ok, now that you are back to at least semi fighting shape. Where to next? (You haven't cleared the entire cavern system, but you got the main treasure here (Therace's Brain Canister) )
"Mort your color has improved, but you still don't look quite right..." remarks Seventeen.
2. Web, Mirror Image, Glitter Dust, Invisibility
3. Aqueous Orb, Slow, Haste
4. Persistent Create Pit, Greater Invisibility, Aggressive Thundercloud
"I'm fine either way, but if we took the time to get Mort away from here back to his proper health, he'd more likely survive another surprise attack."
In her traditional monotone, Seventeen turned to Guaire and replied, "Perhaps you are correct. We learned the League sent an expedition with a Robojack to the swamp lands, if we traveled there he would have time to recover."
Mort struggles somewhat as Jarreck injects him with the hypogun, but he relaxes somewhat after he feels it restores his ability to move.
After the second injection he feels even better, but still faint. As Seven remarks him looking a healthier colour.
"I'm sure you've heard of the Bleaching before?" He replies dead serious.
He sighs as he recounts fallen fellow gnomes, takes a deep breath and continues.
"No I'm not experiencing anything like that just yet. Somehow my skin colour became greyer over the course of time. Seems it started when I became a druid."
Mort waves his hand as the others mention going further.
"I'm going to study in some healing magics, just in case to get myself back into shape.So I'll not be a burden on you as we go on."
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Too loudly, like the cleverest pupil in the class, Seventeen responds, "Yes the bleaching is a fading of color and is accompanied by depression and the dulling of curiosity, heralding the beginning of a vicious spiral that leads to insanity and death."
She blinks at Mort, "Isn't that caused by lack of excitement? Do you find adventuring... dull?"
Ok, gonna assume someone casts Light again.
The party climbs down the tunnel into the cave system again.
Nothing impedes the party as they depart...
"A very strong something..." notes Seventeen dryly.
"Dull? Hmm that might not be the correct word. Being on the brink of death, now that is becoming a bore. If that is almost all there is to adventuring, then yes. There is a thrill and excitement to a fight, oh yes. Though I don't like waking up to find out that I've missed the grande finale again."
Mort shuffles away after that, apparently he doesn't want to mix more words on it, not now at least.
"I've got the feeling we're being watched. Something is definitely keeping an eye on us. Might as well be the same thing tht dragged away those bodies."
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Reaching the outside, the last few yard almost blinding after the darkness of the tunnnels, Jarreck steps out, looks around for a bit and seems to visibly relax. Turning so that he can keep an eye on the tunnel entrance and their surroundings, well at least half of them; he begins taking in deep breaths to clear out the foul air from the tunnels.
"Where to now? The marsh?"
Seventeen replies on a monotone, "That would be logical based on current information. Do you think we need any special precautions for entering a swamp? It wouldn't do to drown."
"Materials that help floating come to mind, but that would be added weight."
"Hmm, perhaps it's more expedient if I make you fly Guaire, should that be needed." states Seventeen as she walks away in the rough direction of the swamp.
"A valid point Jarreck." noted Seventeen acerbically, "Assuming it's still there it would likely prove invaluable in dealing with waterlogged terrain."
The Heroes leave the Fungal Cave (Area H on the map) and head back to where they left the Dusklight. They find the craft unmolested, well mostly unmolested, there are tracks where something walked around the craft but the craft is still locked.