Kaul moves to clear the poor slugman holding the gap between the tables with another slice from Lopper
The thing groans and looks mortally wounded.
Hoping the magic offered by the mangy hand around his neck, Dingus pulls it forth and summons the daylight spell from it.
"Close your eyes boys! Super light incoming".
Jim edges carefully into the darkness, the tip of his sparking rapier tracing lazy figure-8s as he searches for a target.
Jim advances cautiously while Dingus reached for the manky goblin hand that yet dangles from around his neck. The Slug vomits at Kaul who is too close to dodge.
Corliss summons a copycat version of his dashing self and closes on the nearest elf after Dingus shines a little light on the situation.
Hidden by the darkness, the strange elves attack. There is an explosion and Dingus is surrounded by unseen flames! The other elf aims at Kaul again, but the tiny bolt flies past and shatters against a wall.
Suddenly, Bright light fills the chamber from the manky hand that Dingus holds up, flooding the room and causing the elves to flinch and avert their eyes.
With the darkness dispersed, Jim circles around the barrier to attack the one closest to Dingus. "We might be willing to take your surrender now, hey?"
Kaul dodges the splash back and lops the head off the pathetic slugman. It writhes spewing guts everywhere.
Kaul looks sick as does the crossbow elf.
Jim loses his lunch at the stench from the burst slug-man.
Dodging the slug spew, the Corliss twins attack the northernmost elf.
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Jim gets a mouthful of slug guts as the thing rips itself apart right as he pushes through toward the bomb-throwing elf. At least he shields the Corlisses which slip past and slashes a white-haired elf drawing blood. As the crossbow elf gags and stumbles around, the wounded elf steps away from the Corlisses and casts a spell that causes its image to warp and jump.
Reflex Save
Fortitude Save
Dingus somehow sees the flame incoming and is able to shield himself partially behind his new metallic garment, but still take to him a terrible burn. Fortunately his screams of pain keep the vile slug juice from entering his system.
"Ouch! Ouch! Ouch! I'm dying"!
Drooling and heaving as he tries to stay focussed, Kaul hacks his guts up then shambles towards the nearest long-ears...
As Dingus freaks out from the burns, Kaul stumbles over the reeking corpse of the slugman to close with the sick elf that keeps shooting at him.
Dingus quits screaming once he realizes that he is still standing, though he is furious that his new shiny smock has been singed.
"Back at you"!
Flaming Fan of Flame Fangs.
Reflex (15) for half
Dingus blasts the pair of evil elves with a sheet of flames. The crossbowman takes the brunt as the bomber slips behind him.
Jim staggers back, his guts still protesting against the nauseating slop coating him.
Corliss(es) pursues the elf and keeps a-stabbin'!
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Corliss(es) pursues the elf...
The Corlisses pursue stabbing the bomber elf as he slips past the nauseated guard. Taking cover the fleeing elf drinks a potion and disappears from view. The other elf vomits on the Corlisses.
Jim has stepped back away from the stomach curdling stench of the slug corpse and recovers though Kaul still looks a particular shade of gray-green.
"Oh no you don't"!
Dingus casts "Glitterdust" on the area behind where the elf went.
Dingus has a spell at the ready and drops a glitterbomb just beyond Kaul. As the scintillating motes settle, the alchemist is revealed as he stops to try and clear his vision!
"'ello, Sunshine!" Corliss chirps when Dingus's spell reveals the invisible elf Then he stabs again!
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Jim returns to the fight, rushing the archer and taking a stab at them.
As Kaul recovers, Jim is quick around the barricade and gravely wounds the crossbow wielding elf as he spits out the last of the bile in his mouth. Already squinting painfully from the bright light of the manky hand, the sigil-scarred elf drops the crossbow and fumbles with his rapier as Jim presses him.
The Corlisses' snark attack is a hit, but his blade skitters off the chain shirt beneath the bomber's purple tunic. The blinded elf feels for one of the great kettles near him and pulls it over to spill a fetid stew of chemicals, vermin, and congealed flesh across the floor. The scraps of flesh begin the twitch around the copied Corliss' ankles.
"You can run... but you can't hide".
Dingus sends one of his unerring vapor vipers at the crossbow wielding elf.
VV
Corliss presses his attack against the blinded elf, stabbing again before taking a 5-foot step back toward his mates to keep his blinded foe guessing as to his actual position.
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Dingus sends a trio of heart-seeking viper missiles into the bomber as Kaul recovers from the stinky snail slime, slips behind the other elf and annihilates him freeing Jim to follow the bomber.
Jim follows after the blinded bomber. "Bad mistake." His bloodied blade flashes again, finding dark elf flesh.
Jim leaps over the fallen elf and stabs deeply into the lone survivor. The elf twitches and coughs as the Stormeye's Blade pierces him and then the Corlisses give the final blow before he can respond.
There is no time to catch their breath though as the twitching flesh in the acrid stew about their feet starts climbing up their legs and digging in with tiny fangs and claws that look like splinters of bone!
"Feck! Once we're clear, Dingus, light this sh!te up!" The Taldan keeps his wits about him as he retreats from the puddle.
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"Ow! Darned stew needs more cookin'--whatever's in it is still alive!" Like Jim, Corliss retreats from the slop to give Dingus a clear shot at the thing.
Kaul too starts to jig and jump like a mummer at the fayre.
"Hur! That's the right o' it Blackboots! Stomp 'em or burn 'em!"
He swings his oversized claw attempting to pulp the ghoulash;
Kaul charges in smashing the fleshdregs with the Red Hand of Doom while Jim and the Corlisses skip out.
Dingus will hold action till his shipmates are clear of the goop... Then Flaming fan of snake tongues.
(Burning Hands).
Two out, One in; the fleshy bits satisfy themselves with swarming Kaul. Kaul considers his options while Dingus holds a spell and hisses "Fire...Fire...Fire!" at his lone obstructing companion.
Kaul lays about him slapping flesh dregs with a heavy, starmetal hand,
but he doesn't hit anything and retreats to let Dingus have at it. Forked tongues of fire dance over the skittering, snapping fleshdregs leaving sizzling cauldron meat in their wake.
"Wow! That stinks. I get a new fancy robe then it gets bombed and stinked. I hate this place".
"Agreed," Corliss grumbles, secretly wondering if the married Lady Heidmarch's gratefulness is worth what the crew's been going through to explore the tower. Seeing that everyone's somewhat dinged by the latest encounter, the priest uses a positive energy channel, his last until the party rests.
Once it is deemed at least "Semi-safe" Dingus will approach and spend a Detect Magic while looting the corpses.
Dingus looks for some means of compensation for his spoiled robes. The scarred elf bomber's chainmail is magical as well as one of the many potion bottles he carries. The fine links of the chainmail are light as if made of mithril, but instead of a light silvery color, the metal is ink black. There are closed doors to the lower towers to the east and south.
"Never seen elves like this before, hey? Best we tread carefully from here, for there may be more of them."
Jim finds a collection of dried mushrooms in the elves' pouches, but he's not sure if it's food or some weird potion component.
Jim takes a moment to listen at the south door before opening it, blade ready.
Now that there's a break in the action, Corliss casts a quick guidance spell on himself and tries to figure out what sort of elves these strange beings are.
Jim hears nothing beyond the southern door and it opens easily. He finds a smaller round room with wooden bookshelves that line the walls creating an octagonal library stocked with bound volumes of all sizes. The shelves opposite the door have been ripped down and an excavated tunnel descends sharply to the south. The books on the north end of the room appear to be in good condition, but the tunnel has let in moist air and black mold and fungus is spreading through the shelves.