"I hope that's not permanent, or you're going to end up living in that pool for the rest of your lives."
You know it only lasts for a few hours without more exposure. Also, cure disease will fix it.
Well combat is over so that's rather in all your court.
"I fear I've filled my spell-slots with murder facilitation. Do we have a cure for fish?"
Sileth unstrings his bow keeping it attached at one end forming a makeshift fishing pole and then rummages through his pack finding the Pathfinder equivalent of gummy worms. He then moves next to the pool and begins fly fishing for melee-bros.
"here fishy fishy.... "
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Rags is all out of anti-fishy spells.
A close examination of the portal reveals that it's broken and probably not been in use for ages. It had been masked by an illusion to pretty it up.
There is a remaining door by the way.
You are in D8. There are doors which open to D9.
As for the elves that were supposed to help... therein lies the mystery.
"let's hold a defensive position here till our fishy friends regain their lungs after that we'll continue through that next set of doors "
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Jean remembers he has the ability to ask for Besmara's boons and asks her to remove the "curse" for Kronug.
"Kronug, you can go to the next room, and bring the enemies, if any, back here, so I can help."
If you have an open slot, you can sure use it.
So is the plan to wait or let the cleric fight as a fishie?
I think we should wait. I don't like the idea of me getting knocked out and having to stand back up and dive into the water to get healed.
Wait
Jean looks for mermaids while the others wait. He decides he prefers breathing air, if just for the possibility of smoking.
When he no longer can breath water he surfaces, wet and dripping, with a smile on his face.
"Let's do this!"
You are barely able to make Kronug wait for 3 hours without killing something by having 3 of you sit on him the whole time. You do it in shifts because he's a lousy mattress.
Eventually the Jeopardy music stops and your cleric can breathe air again, so you get off your psychotic comrade who immediately rushes to open the last door.
Opposite the doors of this massive room stands a towering archway made of shimmering black stone. The archway’s keystone seems strangely out of place—unlike the surrounding black stone, the keystone is a pale gray and bears fragments of a spiky set of Thassilonian runes. Inside the archway is a world of shadows in which a strangely beautiful elven city can be seen. Smears of blood along the floor seem to lead up to and through the archway into the flickering world beyond.
Standing in the room is a large, burly Drow in armor holding a big sword. He appears to be tapping his toe in impatience.
in undercommon "You people sure took your time. I wanted a fight. I've been getting bored. "
"A burly drow. You don't see that every day." Marckus remarkus. Then he recounts all the things he's seen recently that you don't see every day, and simply shrugs in resignation.
"You wouldn't want to just arm wrestle for it, would you?"
"We got bored too, but your friends back there delayed us... Next time you can stand at the start of the place, so we can kill you first."
"One of you wants to arm wrestle and the other wants to kill me. Could you hold a vote and decide? In any case..." then in a low voice "None Shall Pass!"
"Hey! You said you wanted a fight! If you want to bail, I promise to make my best to prevent the others from slaughtering you. But you will have to run very fast!"
He makes a bow signaling at the door behind them.
Ulthar greets the Drow with a gutteral almost human roar, on que with Jeans offer.
"You know guys, this is the first drow that didn't attack us on sight. That almost makes us friends." Marckus turns to face the drow. "Say, what's beyond that portal, big guy? What am I looking at?"
"Leave now and we'll give you a bucket of aboleth goo for your trouble."
"Wow, you are a charmer. You'll have to see the other side of the portal yourself, if you can get past me. "
"One of you wants to arm wrestle and the other wants to kill me. Could you hold a vote and decide? In any case..." then in a low voice "None Shall Pass!"
"I'm not looking to arm wrestle...However, I could use an interesting arrow target. But before we begin how about telling us what's going on here. I'm sure you think you're about to kill us so why not tease us with a good story about what you drow are up to before we begin"
Marckus claps his hands excitedly. "Oooh, a monologue! Good idea Sileth. Let's hear it."
"A monologue? Do I look like an evil mastermind? I'm just a strong lieutenant. We don't do monologues. It's in our union contract. "
"Well I think I need to talk with the bosses before stepping through any portals, and optionally slaying lieutenants in the before time." Marckus looks to the others. "Group huddle, fish room!"
Meanwhile, in the fish room...
"Okay guys, cast your spells and such. Then we'll go kill a guy I guess. Unless you think we can bribe him to join us. Which would be extremely cool and a definite break from our usual strategy."
"I'm not wasting spells on a lieutenant. "
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"Eh, I think the Lieutenant might be a great addition to our party. He seems to be strong and seriously, I would appreciate some help on the frontlines." says the kellid before scratching his chin "I say if he won't accept a bribe and partnership to our bar, we offer him to join us after we defeat him. He is in thr Union so he must know the 'Swap allegiances after being defeated' clause."
"Plus we'd better add some diversity to our group." Kronug comments before remembering he and Jean are the only humans (Gumby should be considered half-human half-jelly)"Eeehm... I mean, we have no redeemed evil guy. I'm not evil enough to go through redemption, and Marckus' genealogy can't be proved to involve pillaging or murdering, I'm sure. We need the Lieutenant."
"Alright, I'll just knock him out when I punch him." Marckus says, smashing his fist into his other hand. "Or, you know... the bribing might work too."
Jean takes a step forward while muttering a prayer to Besmara and dropping his weapons.
"You seem like a smart guy. There we are, a lot of us, having killed everything and everyone in our path, and there are you, alone, abandoned here by you boss to die forgotten and in vain. Well, the hell with them! Besmara tells us to follow the wind, and the wind now blows in your favor! My companions seem to have taken a liking to you, and that is very unusual. So the proposal is for you to switch sides, join us, survive and make a profit at the same time! What do you say? Good hours, good women, better pay. Fancy a new job?"
(another +1 if potentially sexually attracted O_o)
"If I switch sides without a fight, I get kicked out of the union. You know how it is. " and he charges Jean.
but curiously he does use the flat of his blade
miss
I don't see why not, he is.
"He does seem like a worthy hireling."
"Wait. Are we talking about Jean or the drow guy? Either way, same answer."
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"I bet they don't even pay overtime!"
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Ulthar suddenly decides he no longer hates drow so as to not disrupt the plan everyone else came up with while his player is at work.
Jean smiles while avoiding the attack. He blinks out of sight and reappears behind the enemy, flanking him.
"Yes, I know, let's make this a good one."
Seeing as the melee-bros are playing nice Sileth will hold-off on making the drow a pincushion...for now
Need init for Rags, unless they think casting spells on a looey is beneath them.
Misfortune hex, DC19 will save or roll twice for all d20's and take the worse
If he fails the save, cackle to extend duration to three rounds.
You are unable to flank him.
Kronug misses once.
fail
Jean is up.
Nobody is able to flank him. There's this thing called uncanny dodge.