We're all a little jumpy just now. Must have heard something on the wind.
Othoe follows Kast into area 9.
Once everyone is inside area 10:
map
Beyond the double doors, the large chapel remains just as Kast left it; pews of darkwood lie tipped over and covered in dust and at the far end sits a large ceremonial anvil, but its surface is defaced and ruined. The ceiling soars up at least two stories, though whatever windows there were seem to have been bricked in. Aside from the light of your spells and torches, the room is dark.
Suddenly, like a blanket smothering a fire, something drops from the sky, plunging the room into shadow .
Kast, whatever dropped seems to also fall upon you, slamming into you from above before sliding off.
Chrystosm, you too are hit from something heavy and leathery falling from above. It nearly wraps you up, but slips off before you can be too tangled in it.
Both: The leathery things have strings or thongs attached, that whip about nearly (but not quite)wrapping around wrists and ankles and necks before they fall away.
Initiative:
Dorial: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (17) + 4 = 21
Chrystosm: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (12) + 5 = 17
Othoe: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (15) + 1 = 16
D1: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (8) + 6 = 14
Nimeon: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (12) + 2 = 14
Kast: 1d20 + 0 ⇒ (14) + 0 = 14
Simon: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (5) + 3 = 8
D2: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (4) + 6 = 10
Dorial:
Kast:
Nimeon:
Othoe:
Simon:
D1:
D2:
Dorial:
Kast:
Nimeon:
Othoe:
Simon:
D1 stealth:
D2 stealth :
Surprise Round | Initiative 21
"Lookout!!"
Dorial shouts her warning out to Kast and Chrysotsm, but it seems like it's already too late. Now in darkness, she attempts to bring back what light there was.
Unable to see the targets, she prepares herself mentally before casting.
My spell won't work! What is this!?
"I'm unable to repel the darkness! There was one immediately to Kasts' right and one to Chrystosm's left!"
HP: 10/10
Subdual: 0
Weapon(s) Equipped = shield, club
Conditions = Light cast on club
Wind Blast = 1/7
Druid Spells Remaining:
0) Detect Magic, Create Water, Light, Purify Food and Drink
1) Entangle, Speak with Animals, Whispering Wind
Kast grunts as the weight of the attack hits him in the shoulder.
Where did my light go?
Initiative:
Dorial: ...........21
Chrystosm: ....17
Othoe: ...........16
D1: ......................................14
Nimeon: ................................14
Kast: ....................................14
Simon: ....................................8
D2: .........................................8
Kast grunts as the weight of the attack hits him in the shoulder.
Where did my light go?
Round 1, init 17
Chrystosm swipes wildly in the direction from which he believes the attack came
Round 1 | Initiative 21 | D8 > E9
Perhaps I can even the odds.
"Kast, give me a moment and I'll provide you a flank!"
Dorial takes a step back and begins casting a spell.
Summon Nature's Ally I
HP: 10/10
Subdual: 0
Weapon(s) Equipped = shield, club
Conditions = Light cast on club
Wind Blast = 1/7
Druid Spells Remaining:
0) Detect Magic, Create Water, Light, Purify Food and Drink
1) Entangle, Whispering Wind
Chrystosm's attack strikes true, piercing something vital in flying cape's head. It spins and wavers, flopping about in the air as it tries to right itself.
Round 1, Initiative 16, Location: E8->E9
Weapon Equipped = Dagger
Conditions = none
Arcane Bond = unused
Force Missile = 1/6
Wizard Spells Remaining:
0) Detect Magic, Prestidigitation, Ray of Frost
1) Color Spray
That's interesting.
Othoe hesitates for a second surprised to see such a creature so close to the surface.
"They're called darkmantles. They are able to see while we cannot but silence will blind them just as we are. Unfortunately I have no silence spells. These will be very tough opponents in this darkness!"
Unable to see the creature clearly, Othoe moves to his left and casts Ray of Frost down the line.
The flapping, whapping tentacled darkmantle soars up past a startled Kast, then falls upon him again with another slamming attack. This one comes from an angle, as it tries to avoid the now wary and steel waving Chrystosm, but the safety costs him his prey, as he misses Kast to flop onto the floor at his feet.
Round 1 Init 14
HP = 11/11
AC = 15/12/13
Weapon Equipped = Longsword
Speed = 20'
Smite Evil = 1/1
Status Effects = None
His elven eyes picking out motion in the dim light, Nimeon moves forward and attempts to end the threat to Kast.
Round 1, Init 14--
"By Sarenrae's Glittering Teats!!! Not again!!" Kast curses in a fury, before regaining his poise...like a soldier.
Dropping his longspear and drawing his morningstar, Kast strikes at the darkjerk who hit him.
to hit;
damage;
miss chance, high is good.
Simon cuddles the little fox close to his chest, protecting it with his buckler, and readies an attack to burn the flapping darkness if it comes near him.
Dorial thinks quickly, beginning to cast a spell that goes on and on.
Chrystosm stabs wildly, but connects with the greatest luck,stabbing deep into the second Darkmantle's head, making it flop and wobble before it can strike again.
Othoe tries to help, but his magic misses in the dark.
The first darkmantle thwaks and whacks at Kast, but misses him.
Nimeon follows Chrystosm's example and stabs at what passes for the first darkmantle's head, seriously wounding it.
Kast tries to do the same, but falters in the darkened room.
Simon readies to attack if either of the darkmantles comes near his precious friend, but doesn't get an opening to use it.
The second darkmantle flies up, seeking easier prey than the steely stabby Chrystosm, but misses Dorial with its wild flailing.
Round 2, Initiative 16, Location: E8
Weapon Equipped = Dagger
Conditions = none
Arcane Bond = unused
Force Missile = 1/6
Wizard Spells Remaining:
0) Detect Magic, Prestidigitation, Ray of Frost
1)
Othoe casts defensively vs DC 17.
Othoe successfully casts Color Spray careful to target the cone out of the way of his allies.
Kast grunts as he misses, hoping to take of them down soon so they can concentrate fire on the rest.
Caught in Othoe's colorspray, the second darkmantle(D9), flops down to the floor with a thud.
Other hovers over the Darkmantle clearly excited at the prospect if his death...
Round 2 | Initiative 21
Dorial finishes casting her spell as a Dire Rat appears in A7, providing a flank for Kast. Her spell finished, she swings her club down on top of the Darkmantle by her side.
AC 14, touch 14, flat-footed 11 (+3 Dex, +1 size)
hp 7 (1d8+3)
Fort +3, Ref +5, Will +1
Melee bite +3 (1d4+2 plus disease)
Special Attacks disease
Disease (Ex)
Filth fever: Bite—injury; save Fort DC 13; onset 1d3 days; frequency 1/day; effect 1d3 Dex damage and 1d3 Con damage; cure 2 consecutive saves. The save DC is Constitution-based.
Round 2 | Initiative 21
Dorial finishes casting her spell as a Dire Rat appears in A7, providing a flank for Kast. Her spell finished, she swings her club down on top of the Darkmantle by her side.
** spoiler omitted **
1d20+5
1d4+2
2d6-2
The darkmantle flutters and flails beneath the clubbing, though it's gyrations seem more automatic than any true attempt to attack again.
"Let's put it out of its misery"
Chrystosm takes careful aim and strikes.
Chrystosm takes aim at the bashed and bloody quivering mass of a darkmantle, in one stroke rending a hole big enough for Othoe's head to pass through.
The other Darkmantle lets out a keening cry, reverberating at the top of a human's hearing range. It lashes out at the closest to hand, striking at Kast again. The attack goes wild, a flurry of tentacles with no power behind them.
Round 2 Init 14
HP = 11/11
AC = 15/12/13
Weapon Equipped = Longsword
Speed = 20'
Smite Evil = 1/1
Status Effects = More Alive Than a Half-Orc
"Flank it Kast!"
Pity for the creatures loss fails to stay Nimeon's hand as he lashes out.
Distracted by the keening his swing goes wide.
Round 2, Init 14--
Kast will limp into flank (moreso) and try and smash it again.
to hit;
damage;
miss chance, high is good.
Kast leverages up on his good leg, taking a massive swing at the remaining, ear splittingly keening darkmantle, knocking it out of the air as well. The leathery carcass lays stone still on the floor, its life blood draining away...
Kast spits and rubs his injured shoulder.
"Damn! What were those things again? Nasty little buggers," Kast says while look for a way to wipe off the darkmantle ichor from his morningstar.
Kast stows his morningstar and retrieves his longspear.
"Well, that didn't go terribly. Let's continue our search of this room and then see if we can make camp here."
Perception
"I will WEAR you!" Simon shouts at the dead Darkmantle.
Dorial watches as the Dire Rat disappears from sight.
Soon I will be able to have them stick around longer. Soon...
"Yes, let's finish searching the room."
Dorial helps search the room, keeping an eye towards the ceiling for any other unexpected guests.
Obviously a meeting hall of some sort, the darkwood pews and the ceremonial anvil have been defaced with crude paint and carvings, but otherwise seem to have stood the test of time well.
The anvil in particular seems well made, and glows faintly with magic. On its top are five oval depressions.
The double doors behind you seem to still be in working order, though there is no lock to them. They open outward, in to the hall. There is another door on the South wall.
Dorial watches as the Dire Rat disappears from sight.
Soon I will be able to have them stick around longer. Soon...
"Yes, let's finish searching the room."
Dorial helps search the room, keeping an eye towards the ceiling for any other unexpected guests.
1d20+8
Though keep a keen eye open for danger, none seems to fall from the sky just now.
Othoe cleans up the darkmantle and puts them out in the hall. He casts Prestidigitation on the heavier areas of gore so that none will roll over into it as we rest.
Then he'll take a look at the magic on the anvil and search the hall.
"Maybe we can wedge these pews up against the southern door at least."
Know (religion)
Kast prods around the anvil.
"This is Toragian...though that shouldn't be a surprise, should it? It's a shame the dwarves had to leave here. This was probably a home to many of them."
Kast pokes around more.
"This place seem secure, right? Them doors open out and we can set watch. Let's get a watch schedule set and make camp. My leg is killing me...not to mention my shoulder. On the morrow, we explore the rest of the place and maybe the storm will have passed."
Simon, sporting his new darkmantle cape complete with hood and eyeholes, volunteers for the first watch.
"Thanks, Othoe, these cleaned up real nice! I'll take the first watch, no one can see me in my special new cloak!" Simon steps about with exaggerated stealth.
Simon, sporting his new darkmantle cape complete with hood and eyeholes, volunteers for the first watch.
"Thanks, Othoe, these cleaned up real nice! I'll take the first watch, no one can see me in my special new cloak!" Simon steps about with exaggerated stealth.
Dorial blinks slowly as she stares at Simon.
That's it, he's lost it
"Simon, I think it's best you rest through the whole night. You were very helpful today and look tired."
Nimeon stares in shock.
"I have to agree Simon, you should rest."
Nimeon surreptitiously attempts to discern if Simon has fallen to evil.
Though Nimeon watches Simon for several minutes, he senses nothing evil. Just...odd.
"Yeah, so let's review the watch schedule again, shall we?
Nimeon and Kast, first watch.
Simon and Chrystosm, second watch.
Othoe and Dorial, third watch?"
Kast continues to inspect the altar, finally turning around...
"So, Nimeon and Iiiiiiii...." Kast voice trails off as he sees Simon's new 'cloak'. "Uhm...as I was saying," Kast's eyes flicker to Simon, "As I was saying..." Kast's eyes flicker to Simon again, "Uhm...Simon, maybe you should lie down for a bit."
Kast rubs his forehead with his hand, his words and train of thought lost.
Soldiers worry.
"Well, I suppose I have been a bit tired and would welcome some sleep." Removing the cloak and switching it to a blanket, Simon curls up on the floor with Llwynally curled up in his arms.
Just before he drifts off, his eyes pop back awake. "I still have a healing spell left, Kast, did you need some healing after that battle?"
Llwynally is still unconscious, even through the battle. She struggles to wake, sometimes appearing conscious, until her gaze clouds over.
Kast accepts the healing from Simon and spends a few moment testing out his healed shoulder.
"Yeah, thanks Simon, that's much better."
Well, as long as he can do that, he'll be useful. Of course, there is the matter of his free fall into insanity, but one problem at a time.
* * *
During his watch, Kast will break out one of his half-used journals and continue to describe the events of their quest so far. Starting with the work in the well, to helping the healer, to the mess in the attic, to the hobgoblin hunter (and resultant fox), Simon's progressing illness, the hag's hut, the cauldron of doom, and their first few rooms of this dwarven sanctuary.
Every interesting detail is included and includes some blow by blow accounts of the combat deeds by everyone as Kast remembers them.
Scholars record.
On the 2nd part of his watch, Kast will look through the dwarven books and the books from the hag's den and try to learn and research as much as he can, occasionally getting up to stretch his leg and limp about while his mind works on what he just read.
Scholars read.
Before he turns in for the night and after waking Simon and Chrysto, he will lay his hands upon Chrysto and ask Irori for healing.
Irori, make this one perfect in body so that he might follow your lead.
Cast CLW on Chrystosm. healing
Kast will also lay his hands upon the fox.
Irori, make this fox perfect so that it, in turn, may help heal Simon's mind and soul.
Cast CLW on the fox. healing
Weapon Equipped = Dagger
Conditions = none
Arcane Bond = infernal healing
Force Missile = 1/6
Wizard Spells Remaining:
0) Detect Magic, Prestidigitation, Ray of Frost
1)
Before bedding down for the night, Othoe stands a little away from the others and quietly casts Infernal Healing on himself to heal the last of his injuries. He does so using his arcane bond.
"Good night everyone. Rest easy."
Kast's last burst of perfection of the night heals the fox of every scratch and scrape, very nearly as if nothing ever happened.