Theo continues to cackle loudly from behind his bars.
Grab her Grab her!
He also stares at her again with an evil blue eye.
There seems to be an evil grin spreading across Theo's face...
Rinn opens the last cage door and rushes to the surgical table to to pick up a sharp object.
Dervak starts giving in to the beast within... at least his orcish nature if not the Other Thing... and attempts to tear the creature apart.
"Use the guidance!" Kendrella reminds Vlad as she sees him starting to cast a spell, hoping that it's one that'll benefit from it.
Once freed from the cage, Jayson will immediately go to the tray of surgical implements the woman was using, hurriedly grabbing the closest thing to a weapon remaining on it.
Dervak's teeth sink deep into the nurses shoulders and she lets out a deep growl before she easily bats away the pony's attempt to hurt her again. As the nurse is recovering from Dervak's bite she is smacked in the face with a splash of acid to her face.
With a roar she turns to attack the pony and slams the pony with both of her claws which both tear into the pony's flesh (23DAM to PONY).
"No..." Kendrella whispers as the pony is torn apart, spuring streams of blood everywhere. She feels a bit nauseous at the display of violence, but that's quickly drowned out by the feeling of intense glee from the being within her. ::Ah glorious! Blood and gore everywhere.::
The scattered pieces of the pony seem to flicker and vanish as Kendrella considers her next move. I need something more used to attacking instead of this docile creature. A thought come to her unbidden of a creature with sharp talons and sharper beak, a predator used to flying around on its majestic wings to hunt down and kill it's prey. Eagle! Again it's name appears in her mind.
The beautiful half-elf focuses on the thought as if her life depends on it, which it very well might. A few seconds later it appears, the feathered creature from her thoughts. It's eyes glow with the same bright light as the pony just as it starts to attempt tear into the tormentor.
"Let's hope this manages better." Her voice is barely a whisper as Kendrella pays close attention to the fight.
::Yes! Tear it apart!:: Echoes the voice in her mind in sadistic delight as the eagle bites into the nurse.
Theo continues to cackle in his cell.
Yes.Yes. Ripe it. Tear it!
Dervak stares in disbelief.
Did that creature just attack the stupid animal and turn its back on me?
And then he hears the Dark Whisper:
Yes, you are as nothing to her. But release me and we shall show her.
If this is a trick, he will not fall for it. If this is charity from the gods, to be mocked and disrespected as a warrior is charity he wants no part of.
Dervak roars, You will not turn your back on me! I am Dervak the Abomination! FACE ME!
He watches her claws closely, hoping to dodge at least one attack. Total defense for 15 AC this round.
Jayson piles on with the others; unable to find anything that could be used as a weapon remaining on the hag's tray, he tries to squeeze into the melee and simply punch her!
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As Jayson takes a stab at the nurse she is able to move out of the way and slash him with her sharp claws (8 DAM).
"I will show you an abomination," growls the nurse as she turns and swings at Dervak. Dervak is able to block one of her attacks but her second claw tears into his stomach (6DAM).
Looking directly at the nurse, the mad hatter gives her an evil grin.
Theo continues to cackle madly. He does seem to be enjoying himself still in his cell.
Dervak laughs as he takes the creature's attack. Yes, a warrior's death, defending these others from this monstrosity. It is good. He gores the creature with his tusks.
that's counting the +2 to hit from flanking, but I'm counting on you to apply the -2 AC from Evil Eye.
The eagle tries to attack nurse yet again, but it's not used to being indoors and most of it's attack's misses it's mark.
::More! Stronger! You can be so much more than this.:: Kendrella is distraught to see her cell mates torn up by their captor and she wracks her mind for what she can do to help. Another one!
She digs deep inside herself to find the power. Maybe there is an eagle more used to fighting indoors?
After focusing another eagle appears, this one slightly larger than the previous one, with dark brown feathers instead of light and a white section around it's head. Kendrella is surprised to see the first one disappear as soon as the second one appears. What happened? Where did the first one go? ::There can be only one::
Unknowing of it's predecessor's disappearance the new eagle's eye also shine with holy light as it tries to tear into the twisted creature.
Rinn despritly attempts to injure the nurse.
Crying out in pain as the scratch bites deep into his arm; not wishing to find himself in a body bag only moments after waking up to whatever-it-was-he-was-waking-up-to, he slashes at the hag once more, then immediately took a quick step away from the action, hoping that the decision wouldn't cause one of his companions to end up in the same position he was.
As Dervak slams his tusk into the nurse, they pierce her lower jaw and sink deep into her skull. She slumps over with a sickening thud.
Wiping the spray of blood from the nurse's skull from his face, Jayson takes a deep breath. "Well...I'm glad that's over, whatever it was." he says, slowly looking around the room before asking the obvious question.
"Where in the world are we?"
Dervak looks to the man chained to the table. Who are you? Where are we?
Then he looks at the creature he has just defeated (with help from the summoned animals and the strangely pale man). Showed you. Won without you, Voice. You can just stay in there. Not letting you out.
"Yay, we did it!" Kendrella exclaims as she rushes out of the cell over to the others. Her elation at having survived the obvious dangerous encounter gets mixed with the sadistic delight of the being inside her. ::Yes! Kill them all! Rip them to pieces!::
"Are you alright?" The beautiful half-elf looks down at the man on the bench with concern in her voice. She grabs one of the implements in order to cut him lose. ::Slit his throat! Don't let him up. His pain and suffering will be delicious as you carve his heart out!:: She resists the temptation to use the tool to carve the man open instead of letting him free, but she does so by freezing in place as she doesn't trust her hand on the knife.
To distract herself, she instead looks to the others surrounding her. "You guys look pretty badly injured. Are you going to be alright? I wish there was something I could do to help. Thank you for risking your life like this. It's great we managed to take her, it, out before any of us fell." She looks to the half-orc and the red-haired man with a mix of concern and gratitude.
Meanwhile the eagle has landed on the table beside her, looking up at her expectantly, ignoring the man laying on it.
Rinn breaths heavily from the stress of the situation, the battle, her lack of memories and the smell of blood in the air.
Well, well, well. You did it... Well... They did it. Your useless here, all you did was let them out to take care of the problem for you.
"Shu... Shut up you." Rinn then bends over and retches from the sight of the flayed man.
"*HURK* Are you okay?"
Jayson hesitantly approaches the nurse, then gives a firm nod before using the blade he found to cut strips of cloth from her clothing.
"Thank you for your concern, m'lady. I might normally insist that it wasn't necessary, but in this case, I think I'll avoid acting macho about it and ask for help tying these wraps on my arm to help stanch the blood." he says.
He looks around again, just taking his surroundings in. "I hope we can find my necklace soon...I could take care of it myself with healing magic if I only had it with me. I get the feeling I will be needing it soon...and probably not just for myself."
Kendrella turns away from the man on the bench to help the wounded Jayson. "Of course I'll help." She says with a smile as she crouches down alongside him, next to the fallen nurse.
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Kendrella is shocked by the force of the voice in her mind. For a moment she loses control and she raises her blade to stab it will full force into the unconscious enemy. Blood flies everywhere as she stabs again and again. Her face twisted into a manic smile.
After a short while she stops and let the bloody implement clatter to the floor. She looks aghast at her own hands. "Sorry... I don't know..." The beautiful, but not bloody half-elf turns to help Jayson again. "I'll try to help." A weak and insecure smile remains on her face as she tries to apologize to the man with her actions.
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Vlad looks at The mess the half-elf made. the red blood makes him flinch for a moment. I would rather she suffered. but now she lies forever in her eternal sleep... hearing Jayson speak of a necklace... I too have a symbol of faith. I'm afraid my spell didn't work because I was missing one. i may recognize it when i see it.
Uh... So you did not want to make her talk...
Dervak is taken aback by the half-elf's fury. He turns to the man on the bench, who is still tied down.
You! You talk! What is going on here?
Suddenly all went quiet.
The cackling laughter driven mad by the situation seems to have abruptly ended as soon as the nurse fell to the floor.
Theo takes a shaky step back.
His unfocused blue eyes dart around the room. He looks at each individual standing around the table.
He then stares at all the blood surrounding them.
Watching the 1/2 elven woman repeatedly stab the body of the nurse,
the tall gentleman jerks his body with each piercing.
My wasn't that unexpected., hr pronounces.
He then casually walks over to the remains, stripping off her garments.
He then pursues the table, picking out any suitable implements.
Returning to his cell, Theo sits down and begins fashioning something out of the clothing.
He seems to be mumbling something under his breath, as he works.
The sudden violent outburst shocks him, giving him pause in a response. He isn't really sure how to react. He clears his throat and licks his dry lips. "N-no...it's fine. I, uh...I'm sure that it's a normal thing to want to do after the situation we find ourselves in." he says in a comforting tone, reaching out to give the comely half-elf's arm a reassuring squeeze. She was clearly unnerved by her actions and he didn't want to freak out and unnerve her further.
Looking over to the pale man who mentioned a holy symbol, Jayson nods. "Mine is nothing fancy...a necklace with the Dawnflower's emblem. I will be without my magic until it is found."
Kendrella feel a warmth in her chest at the comforting squeeze and words offered by the man. Not even the voice in her can banish that. ::He is soft, kill him.:: I'll do nothing of the sort. He's nice and treating me with respect despite my weird actions. Why she had a feeling her actions were abnormal, she did not know, but she did know she had not been wholly responsible for them.
"Thank you." She says in almost a whisper to the red-haired man and shows him a bright smile.
Once they are done tending his wounds she'll grab a piece of leather from the nurse's outfit. "I might not be able to heal you. But I'll do my best to protect you until you can find something for it. I know some magic myself." Kendrella suddenly hesitates before going further.
::Use my power! Use my form! I'll be able to protect you.::
"I... I also have a form... I can transform into... As a monster I might even be able to take on the likes of her alone." The half-elf gestures towards the woman. Dread fills her at having admitted listening to the voice in her head to the others. Meanwhile the feeling of triumph is sent to her from the voice in her head. ::Yessss! Don't hesitate, assume it at once!::
Jayson gives a nod to the beautiful half-elf, the soft brush of her voice making him flush slightly. "No thanks needed. But...you're welcome." he answers in a low voice.
At her confession, he quirks a curious eyebrow. "An alternate form? A monstrous one? Well...I suppose it would depend on how quickly you can assume it and how long you can maintain it. If it takes a long time or can only be maintained for a short while I think you would be better served saving what power you have for a time when it is needed." he answers.
Out of the blue, a flash of insight washes over him. "Wait. I...I don't think the healing spell I know requires my focus." he says with sudden realization. He focuses inward and takes a deep breath before reciting a brief incantation, his hands moving slowly, as if remembering a practiced and instinctive motion. At the conclusion of it, his wounds briefly pulse with a soft yellow-orange light, then begin sealing!
At the conclusion of the spell's energy, his arm is completely healed; not even a scab or a scar remain! "Ha! Well, at least I know I can keep me...us...alive a bit longer!" he remarks.
As Theo is taking the clothes off the nurse for his hat you come across a strange necklace and another unique symbol .
The man on the table begins to shake as the half-orc demands to know what is going on
"I.....I....don't know much, what I do know is one night everything was normal, and then all of a sudden there was screaming, rumbling, ceilings crashing, people turning to monsters, like you just fought, it was all crazy."
The man pauses to collect himself, however upon seeing the sweet half-elf viciously attack the corpse on the ground, his eyes roll to the back of his head and he collapse off the table.
Theo continues to collect as much materials as he deems necessary for his new top hat.
Finding the strange necklace and symbols, he nonchalantly tosses them up onto the table.
Dervak eyes the half-elf and is about to say something. Then the man falls off the table, and Dervak tries to catch him.
Rinn is unable to catch the falling man as she has been stucken silent by the brutality of the half-elf woman.
Jayson sees the man begin to fall and attempts a diving catch, but all he accomplishes is taking a bad step and nearly falling over himself!
As Theo tosses the items up onto the table, he absently catches the falling man and he gently lays him on the floor.
Whistling a nameless tune, Theo gathers his materials and walks back into his cell to craft his top hat.
To Theo: "You're fast."
To the man:
"You. We saved you from that thing. What was it? No ordinary woman. And what do you mean 'everything was normal' before? What is 'normal' here? Where is here? Who are you?"
Dervak is irritated and impatient, but not angry like he was when facing the creature.
"Oh no!" Kendrella exclaims as the man falls, though it doesn't stop her stabbing.
Once she regain control of herself she turns to the man. "I'm so sorry... Did I frighten you? I don't know what came over me." The no remorseful look on her face looks a bit out of place with blood splattered all over it.
She gives Theo a slight smile. "Thank you from stopping him to come to harm from my actions."
::You can stay in my form as much as you want!:: Kendrealla echoes the words in her mind. "It's not limited in duration, but it does take a bit of time to assume. If we do venture out from this place, we don't know what other dangers we might face, so it might be better if I take it on to protect you all.[b]"
A bright smile appears on the face of the bloody and nearly naked woman at seeing Jayson being healed. "[b]That's very nice. It's good to see you back in shape again. Still, if I do assume the monsterous shape, I'll hopefully be able to prevent it from happening again."
At Dervak's insistent questions, Kendrella turns towards him with a disarming smile. "Calm down. We are all in this together. It'll do us no good to fight amongst each other while there are dangerous people, things, like that around. Let's start by introducing ourselves. I'm Kendrella Lefuriel and I..."
She pauses for a moment trying to remember something else to say about herself. A slight look of surprise comes over her face as she doesn't find anything more to say. "I don't remember... I don't remember anything..."
Oh, so you can turn from being a monster back to a pretty Half-elf whenever you want? Must be nice.
There is sarcasm, but true envy underneath. Dervak's tone softens a bit.
If I could avoid being a monster, I would. But I can't. You have a choice. If you stay like you are I will try to protect you all. Do what you want.
But this man knows something. He said it was normal before. So he remembers before. I don't remember anything. He does.
He pauses.
I know my name is Dervak. I know I have been called an abomination. And I know I serve Gorum, who is man and orc and all living things that fight.
"My name is Campre Linweigh, I use to be an orderly here at Briarstone Asylum. I mean, everything was normal the other night, then throughout the night chaos ensued. I was led down here by the nurse, well at the time she looked human... Patients and staff have been changing into ghouls and into those things that, that the "nurse" turned into. Do you guys know how you got down here? I mean you were already down here in the cages before I came and I don't remember ever seeing you in the asylum before."
Rinn wipes her mouth free of drool from the dry heaving before speaking.
"So you worked here? Did you know about us? Where are we? Where's my... My..."
Your... Your.... *Snicker*
"FOR HELLS SAKE! LEAVE ME BE YOU WRETCH!"
For the first time, Jayson seems to take full stock of his situation...and, in particular, the woman he's been speaking with. Almost immediately his somewhat pale complexion reddens and he clears his throat, though he does manage to avert his eyes and keep himself from staring. In a macabre way, the blood covering her is helping keep his mind off of her undress, at least.
"If your monstrous form is one that could protect you, as well, then I would say to use it as you deem necessary. Perhaps after we've finished speaking with this poor guy, though...seems like his heart has had enough excitement for one day." he answers, turning to Kendrella, Campre, and the others. "I am Jayson Sunfyre, and I..I think...no, I am a soldier in the armies of the Dawnflower, Sarenrae.
[b]"It is an honor to make everyone's acquaintance. Mr. Campre, I cannot speak for the others, but I am sorry to say that I can remember nothing of how I came to be here...or even where 'here' is."
Smiling as he smartly puts on his newly crafted top hat, Theo stands and walks toward the group.
Hello. My name is Theophilus Carter. He tips his hat at each person around the table.
I am afraid that I have no notion as to our whereabouts.
He frowns. I do believe that where ever we are, it's them who have us.
He approaches the man that he caught.
My good sir, if you could answer a few question?
One: Have you by chance seen a deck of old fashion playing cards? Two: Have you also seen a small--spice-scented pouch?
He then leans in close to his face; blue eyes peering into his.
Three: Why is a raven like a writing desk?