As Froog holds aloft his holy symbol he yells, "Lander! Burn away the followers of this Deep Father!" and a flash of light bathes everyone leaving only the original escapees unscathed. The stink of burned fish hangs in the air.
Cade bobs and weaves trying not to get hit holding out his Quarterstaff defensively. He says a few magic words and heat again rises from his hand he shoved a fire orb out at the creature at point blank range.
Khaz spun around, bringing his shield into the face of his nearest enemy, with his hammer ready to come down on the stunned foe.
Vic's slash scrapes of his executioner's scales. Ed has as much luck, though manages to land a martial arts blow. Kriv blasts everyone with a bolt of lightning from his mouth, the electric arcs bouncing and rebounding through the rubbery kuo-toa flesh. It is the crash before a searing randiance greater than daylight erupts from Froog, scorching nearly all. Khaz backs up his attacker with a crush to the skull.
At the head of the shrine, the father continues to pummel his daughter mercilessly...
...crackling across her face.
"None can stand against us, even you father!" she screams back.
Round 1:
Kriv, Cade, Edlethron, Vic, Froog <--UP
Enemies
Allies
Khaz
Kriv after seeing the Kuo-toa in front of him fall, he quickly turns to face the one behind him and unleash's a flurry of blows.
Cade starts another round of chanting. His hand shoots out letting loose orbs of force.
Vic again stabs at the enemy before him.
Froog, satisfied that he's softened the enemy kuo-toa up, weaves another spell to enhance his allies so they can take advantage of the enemies surprise. A soft light begins to glow around Kriv, Ed, and Vic. He then faces off against the enemy in front of him with the hopes he doesn't end up like he did with that hag a few days ago.
Edlethron attacks the Kuo-toan next to Captain Froog. He misses with a kick but gets his spear into the fishman's gills.
Kriv chops into the fish like a butcher, splaying his shoulder's meat free, but the fishman yet stands. Cade's arcane explosion blows a hole through the kuo-toa's fleshy stomach, dropping him fast. Vic's rapier point finally finds a vital organ in the bizarre physiology of the one attacking Froog, slumping him to the ground.
A wave of divine energy surges on the party as if guided by a higher force, and afterwards Edlethron thrusts up with his spear with such a force it picks up the executioner high like a shish-ka-bob, before he tosses it into the writhing masses of Sloobludop.
Everywhere people are dying, and the streets splash with blood beneath your feet...the sound of their accent is terrible en masse its like a thousand men choking.
Your archpriest ally is yet engaged in taking down his twisted daughter...
...but the Deep Father seems to be protecting her, as she weaves about unnaturally against his blows.
Khaz decisively ends the life of his assailer, splattering its brain in the pool of blood on the stone street.
Suddenly a great cry of fear seems to wash over the kuo-toa who had waded into Darklake. First one, then another, then scores are getting pulled under and splayed by some unknown attackers. This particular foe does not seem to care about faction.
The two left of Edlethron throw their spears at him...
...but they both simultaneously slip on the puddles of blood and crash to the ground as their spears go wild. One strikes an innocent bystander who had been hiding nearby, killing him instantly. They stand up sloppily and stay in the fight.
The two south of Kriv toss their spears...
piercing
...with one striking him directly in the heart. By some act of the gods however, the speartip doesn't penetrate to much effect.
Kriv hears the screams coming from around him but is to preoccupied to give a good look due to the combat.
Meanwhile the one to Kriv's right shoves his spear forward with both hands at the dragonborn, fear in his eyes...
piercing
...giving him a nasty stab wound near the kidney.
Finally, the ones north of Cade both throw their nets over him...
...and the nasty little hooks dig in all over, holding him fast.
Round 2:
Kriv, Cade, Edlethron, Vic, Froog <--UP
Enemies
Allies
Khaz
Edlethron moves toward one of his attackers with a kick and a stab of his spear.
Froog, all the blood on the street from the fighting seems to be running down into the sacrificial vessel you were originally being pushed forward into. You wonder if the ritual was actually interrupted or not.
Kriv staggers under the spears blows, coughing up a small mouthful of blood before growling in pure anger and rushing on.
Cade begins to mutter and heat is seen coming up from beneath the net a rush of flames come flying out from beneath the net toward the two that through the nets.
After the flames Cade stands fiery bits of net falling around him. He moves back behind Khaz.
"Ummm guys, I think we may have just completed the ritual for them without us being the sacrifice!" Immediately ignoring his words, Froog moves to help Ed with the two enemies still threatening him.
Kriv manages to grunt out a few words in between blows.
"Rather it be their blood then ours"
Edlethron throws the attacker to the ground, punching its face repeatedly onto the stone until it blacks out. Kriv chops at the forearm of the attacker next to him until the hand comes clean off, and the fish faints from lack of blood. Cade bursts forth a stream of fire from his fingertips, roasting the fish with a sickly sweet smell.
Round 2:
Kriv, Cade, Edlethron, Froog, Vic<--UP
Enemies
Allies
Khaz
Perception: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (12) + 5 = 17
There seem to be dozens of the small manta-ray like ixitxachitl flopping around against the kuo-toa, the Darklake is foaming with blood.
Vic moves to aid Ed with the enemyies on him, and again stabs with his rapier.
Vic fells the kuo-toa calculatingly, but there is hardly a notice...all around is death and blood, fear and chaos. The remaining shrine guard make a last ditch attempt to put the dragonborn down...
...those near see the guard wildly bite onto Kriv like a frenzied animal.
To the north, archpriest Ploop continues his tragic familial assault...
...but again the flow of fate seems against him. His son atop a mushroom stalk harpooning the faithless cries "F-father! From the water...?!" however Ploop is too focused to hear.
Round 2:
Kriv, Cade, Edlethron, Froog, Vic
Enemies
Allies
Khaz <--UP
"Damn it, what did I do to piss these guys off?!"
Kriv then proceeds to slash into the Kuo-toa in front of him.
Striking true and hard with both blows.
Seeing his comrade being swarmed, Khaz did the only thing he could. He made himself into a target. In undercommon he yelled:
”Come ye cross eyed fooked! Afraid to fight an unarmored dwarf? Me grandmother fought better than ye rabble!”
Khaz' attack is solid...but a great roar, the sound of a large primate echoes across the cavern, putting everyone again closer to silence. Then a second roar...overlapping the first. Ploop's daughter screams, eyes wild with amazement "Leemooggoogoon!" and soon most of the kuotoa surrounding you all drop what they are doing and stand in fascination, or perhaps magical enrapture.
Archpriest Ploop, struggling with his daughter, uses the distraction to push her off her podium and she falls to the altar, cracking her neck on the hard stone.
Another primate-like screech rises above the burbling cries of the kuo-toa. The dark surface of the water farther out bubbles and begins to foam. A thick, oily tentacle bursts forth, followed by another. Then two monstrous heads break the surface, both resembling hideous, angry baboons with wickedly curved tusks. Both heads are attached to a single torso, and the monster’s red eyes burn with bloodlust and madness. The creature rising from the Darklake must stand thirty feet tall or more, with water cascading down its back and shoulders. Upon reaching its full height, the great demon throws back both its heads and roars!
"Leemooggoogoon! Leemooggoogoon!" the crowd chants as the maddening demon lord saunters toward shore, directly for the shrine.
Standing in awe as the thing rises from the lake, Froog can feel his mind slipping again as it was with the shrine on the boat. Luckily he shakes it off quickly and gets ready to react against this new threat.
Apon hearing the roars behind him and his enemys dropping their weapons, Kriv looks over his shoulder to see what can only described as a being of utter doom that scratches of Krivs very sanity rising from the waters of Darklake.
"May Bahamut protect us from whatever new evil this is.........I hate the underdark."
Kriv, the sight of the demon lord shocks you to your very soul. Visions of death and destruction swirl in your mind, tearing out your sanity. It's too much for you and you fall unconscious.
*10 hours = 60 hours...
The character becomes attached to a "lucky charm," such as a person or an object, and has disadvantage on attack rolls, ability checks, and saving throws while more than 30 feet from it.
*10 hours = 90 hours
Vic, your mind recoils in pure shock, and all you can do it focus on that one thing...subconsciously you block out all other reality.
Khaz stared at the demon lord, his mind reeling. Luckily, he was not a very imaginative dwarf, and as such did not lose his sanity upon seeing it. Uncomprehending, he shouted:
”It’s a giant babboon, snake, thingama-deadly! Lookit that!”
His Silver Warhammer suddenly felt very small in his hand.
Gael looked at the frothing water and gulped. The rising of the 30-foot tall behemoth did nothing to assuage his fears.
Only through sheer force of will was he able to even pull his eyes away from looking at the impossible monster.
He took in a breath he did not he was holding and blurted out a whole bunch of warnings at the same time.
"Yeah, yeah. It's what Kaz is saying. A giant, two-headed babbon with snakes for arms. Run away!"
Froog, you can look at the Demogorgon stats and fluff writeup and choose 1 piece of information to know, along with knowing it is the Demogorgon demon lord. If you don't have access to that I can provide it.
Madness Check (cha or wis) Needed:
Edlethron, Cade
"De, de, de, Demogorgon! Unless you want to fight with a demon lord we need to leave now!
Froog, the legend you recall is in regards to its tentacles (+17, 4d12+9) said to suck the life force of a man whole on contact.
"I don't give a flying ratfolks butt what it is. I think its time to get clear."