Jones is too busy being a hard-boiled detective to be bothered by this turn of events.
Darius steels himself from the grotesque show that plagued him.
He seemed to take the effect well and shouted back to Zin with his guttural tone, " The Vicar seemed to.. sprout a new head, this one much more disgusting! "
Sledge shrugs, and keeps pummeling.
The beast slams Albor's fist at Sledge, and finishes off with a tentacle whip.
Sledge misses his attack.
Z instead will look around for something occupy her useless time.
"Call me if you need me."
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"Hm. Perhaps we should have expected this sort of thing."
Sledge realizes that the mist is not as thick as he thought.
This is a Spawning Canker, a moit of Shub-Niggurath that come from and gives birth to the Slugspawn you encountered earlier.
Besides the obvious ability to grab its opponents, all Jones knows is that this creature is immune to mind affecting effects.
Darius growls as the whip blades through the new being unsure of the monstrosity.
He kept his mouth away from the creature.
Darius' first attack barely misses, deflected by Albor's lingering Abjurations that protect the thing's armored hide. The backlash of this throws the mist out of sorts, and completely obscures his vision causing the next hit to go astray as well.
Darius whips the tentacle, mingling with its own whip-like tentacles for a moment. The squeal in your brain returns.
Jones manages to hit it twice, eliciting an even louder squeal. It ignores Sledge as he flails, and turns its attention to the Investigator that hurt it so badly.
But doesn't manage to connect with its all-important tentacle attack.
Jones takes a moment to reassess the creature's weaknesses before continuing his assault.
Jones takes the Spawning Canker to back-alley shanktown, but it stays standing.
Sledge keeps baking the beasty with his buffness.
Sledge only manages to land a single blow, but it appears to have danaged something. Another good hit should finish it.
Darius wails on the creature once more his intent at ending its life fierce though the mists cloud his sight.
With a last squeal, the creature collapses, Albor's body crumpling like a puppet with its strings cut as the tentacle dies.
Darius looks upon the monstrosity and his muzzle makes an upturns snarl, " This is what happens to such people? A fate they wished upon themselves? These are the monsters that hide behind the veil of human guise? Filthy. Jones, what did you know of that creature that sprouted from his neck? Check and see if he has anything on.... whatever remains of him. I am almost tempted to show the people their... Vicars. "
Albor:
-Masterwork Chainmail (Though it counts as +3 for the next 6 hours)
-Trident of Warning
-Masterwork Silver Dagger
-+1 Cloak of Resistance
-Ring of Force Shield
-Gold-threaded Chausable (75 gp)
-A key
-Fishgold medalion, looks like an octopus (it looks like it would fit in the "keyhole" to the wall the giant passed through)
-If you're willing to dig it from his neck stump and draw it past the tentacles, a Fishgold tiara (450 gp)
-Likewise, a Fishgold Unholy Symbol of Dagon (13 gp)
Darius noted the key and the wall, " Would you all say that this likely unlocks whatever that Giant used? If so, I say its time to hunt. "
"Aye."
Sledge will don the ring of force shield.
Darius takes the key and uses it where the Marsh Giant Disappeared.
The pillar/wall seems to ripple slightly, becoming almost watery.
Darius checks his surroundings before stepping through.
Darius finds himself immediately transported to a small stone hallway, naturally formed with some improvements. A small stone staircase leads downward.
The scent of Marsh Giant is heavy here.
Sledge will follow behind.
"Aha, now we're making progress!"
Jones follows excitedly.
You all follow.
"Darius, can you track the troll's scent?"
Darius nods, " Easily.. it has not even been less than an hour.. the scent is fresh. And that is a giant.. not a troll, Jones."
Sniffing at the air, Darius warily tracks the smell.
The smell seems to be coming from nearby...likely right around the corner, which would mean it's lying in wait for you. The giant is surprisingly adept at hiding the sounds of its breathing, but cannot hide its scent.
Sledge makes the gestures of throwing a bomb.
Jones nods in agreement...and takes a step back.
Darius tosses the Bomb aiming for the wall to splash around.
You hear the hiss of fire striking wet flesh.
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You hear a howl of pain!