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Fearless points to Cats. "HE IS THE ONE THAT WANTED THE RAZOR FIRST!" He continues to holler to make it well known he doesn't need a razor. " I JUST WANTED FOOD!"
Well not so much anymore after looking at Campre.
Turning around he finally notices that he is not alone in the cell. He looks suspiciously at the Twin. "You look familiar. Probably got me into this mess...."
In a quiet mumble
Cats, my good friend, I'm glad to see you alive. Let me help with your injuries, and then I need your aid in getting a plan to escape. We need to talk with the others, because we know we can't overwhelm Dr. Sadistic just by our two selves. See if we can find a rock and use some of our blood to send a note. You have better aim.
Perception
Cats listens to Brother Butterfly as he looks over the scene. His mouth is slightly ajar as he can't believe his reasonable request didn't register with Dr. Lovelan. Slowly, as the doctor continues to cut into the orderly, he realizes that things ain't right here.
"Yeah, I see, Brother. But I ain't got no cats to write with, nor time. I might...I might...maybe..." Cats looks at Fearless.
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Brother Butterfly whispers to Cats Hey Cats, I see some keys jiggling from Dr. Bat Sh!t Crazy's waist.
I think I have an idea.
I am going to heal all of us, PLUS CAMPRE , that should piss the doctor off a ton. I hope to incite her into coming over and berating me.
If she gets close to the bars, do you think you can be sneaky and grab the keys from her? Desna will even give you protection and some luck in your endeavor.
If you get the keys, and we get out, I will charge the doctor and tackle her. You move past and unlock the other cell. Give Fearless the keys and have him unlock the other cell, and then come back to help me pin down that b!tch or clobber her.
What do you think of that plan?
Let's signal the other Watchmen to be ready and that we are trying to get the keys.
As soon as Cats starts yelling in another language that he can't understand, Brother Butterfly mummbles to himself," or we can do what you are doing."
"Desna, protect him with your divine help. I sure hope he knows what he's doing".
[ooc] He casts Divine Favor. Cats, you have an ACbonus of +2 to your deflection for 2 minutes.
The Twin squeezes his eyes together tightly before opening a single one to be greeted by the sight of the overly-caffeinated halfling. Seeing that he is missing his newfound friend, The Twin thinks to call him, but hears the sounds of screams and looks to see Campre struggling on the bed.
A grin crosses the Twin's face as he stands and walks over to the barred doorway to the cell. "Ah, I see that the whelp is getting his just desserts..." he says gleefully. "However, I wished that I could have been the one to kill him." he adds with a bit of sorrow.
Hearing the voice of Cats, the Twin looks at him with surprise. Without thinking, he responds to the man in the foreign tongue.
"Why not just let her finish with the bastard on the table and then kill her when she enters a cell to get her next victim?" he wonders aloud to the man speaking his native tongue.
"Also, your cowardly friend is yelling your plan for the whole world to hear. Hardly a surprise now..." he says as he looks at Brother Butterfly with disdain.
Cats tries to listen to Brother Butterfly and the loud-mouthed ghoul at the same time. He translates the elven, above, for Brother in hushed tones.
"...so apparently, he's an ass as well as an ignoramus. That's probably why he's in the cell. Well, at least he speaks in Elven."
With a smirk, the Twin bends down and whispers into Fearless's ear.
"He said he is going to start meowing like a cat to distract them, but the razor is the most important thing. And he recommends you squeeze through the bars since you are tiny." he adds.
Standing back up from relaying the message to Fearless, the Twin calls back out in Elvish.
"Though, I'm sure your bravado is only a symptom of having a cell door between you and any real danger." he follows up with a sneer. "You are quite the cowardly cat, aren't you?"
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In a whisper to Cats: Let's focus on the real and imminent threat. That is the fake Dr. Lovelan - who replaced the real Dr. Lovelan and is standing there as a mockery of the woman that you felt a bond and kinship with. Let's get out of here and survive at least a couple hours more. We will sort out those that belong in "The Watchmen" and those that don't later.
Insults don't hurt as bad at those cutting sheers or that straight razor she used on Campre! So, don't worry about The Twin. His plan has inherent flaws anyways. The Fake Doctor probably isn't going to release one person at a time by herself. She's going to call York or Dr Allesandro to help her. With two of those "things" - we are screwed in any attempt that we try. They are armed and more powerful.
We need to have Fearless sneak out and grab the keys, or bring "Physician Fake" over here so you can grab it.
With the Grace of Desna. LET OUR PLANS WORK FOR ONCE (he says in a strained whisper).
Fearless looks back and forth quickly from Cats, to The Twin to brother Butterfly.
Listening to Cats he looks to see if it is possible for him to be able to slip through the bars while keeping an eye on the Twin.
How can he be so dangerous?
Understanding completely what the Twin is saying Fearless begins to kick at the man.
Once the Twin is a few feet away Fearless charges back at the cell door. "I DON'T BELONG IN HERE! MORE THAN LIKELY I AM A GHOUL.... IT IS ALL THEIR FAULT! THEY MADE ME EAT THE MEAT!" He continues to scream at the top of his lungs. "I HAD THE DREAM. I HAD THE DREAM!"
"What are you saying? What is that!?" Doctor Lovelan's head darts back and forth, trying to follow the conversation in elven, but by her frustration it is obvious that she can't understand the language. When Fearless starts shouting again she screams, "Quiet!!"
Stepping closer, she points her shear at his face. "I can't wait to see how thin your skin is!"
Suddenly, a powerful earthquake begins to shake the dungeon violently! From somewhere out of sight there comes a crashing of wood and stone. Doctor Lovelan lurches about the dungeon off balance, but doesn't come quite close enough for anyone to reach her. On the table behind her, Campre struggles mightily and manages to get a leg free. Desperately, he kicks Doctor Lovelan in the small of her back, throwing her up against the cell with Fearless and The Twin!
Moving quick Fearless does what he can to snatch the key from around her waist as she bumps into his hands around the bars. Feeling the key he is sure that he grabbed it, along with a bunch of other unmentionables he didn't quite care to touch on her as they jostled all about.
Stepping back he places his hands into the holds of his gown, slowly moving them about to feel if he got the key or not.
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"I'm not sure I have any betters in this room. Maybe not even on this plane of existence..."
Cats smirks, amused.
"So says the guy in a cell with a halfling. If you have no betters, then your not-betters have you imprisoned. *snork*" Cats chortles.
"You think this is 'my bravado'? Phish. I'm not saying that *I'm* your better...only that the Brother is. I've been with him for a few days and with you only twice...and I can honestly say he's thrice the man you'll ever be. He's a healer and a thinker. He's a good man. He knows about ghouls. You? You talk tough and are in a cell. You started a fight in the middle of dinner. You ain't go no manners. And you don't respect people. Not at all."
Cats translates for Brother Butterfly and is in the middle of explaining when Cats' smile at Brother Butterfly is marred by the shaking earth.
"What the piddlecat is that?!" Cats grasps the bars with both hands to steady himself. While he has the chance, he tries to open the door with sheer force, hoping that the quake has loosened things enough.
Str on door
Str on door (luck)
With a smirk, the Twin responds in Elvish to the hairy man.
The Twin, looking to the halfling, sneers. "Good luck, coward." he says as he moves to the rear of the cell and takes a seated position, his breathing slowing as the symbol of the Twins on his forehead begins to glow.
Doctor Lovelan flings herself away from the bars, avoiding another kick from Campre as she circles around the table. "You were the worst of them. Always eager to swing that club of yours, smiling at our pain. I was going to take my time cutting you up, but I have others here that are begging to take your place!" With a flick of her shears, she gives Campre a deep slash across his face. The gap-toothed orderly cries out as his blood sprays into the cell with Brother Butterfly and Cats.
In her rage she doesn't notice that Fearless has snatched the keys from her belt!
When Brother Butterfly channels healing power in the area Doctor Lovelan's head swings in his direction, her face shifting like a reflection in water. A warped version of his own unshaven face atop her shoulders leers at him through the bars. "Oh Desna, save us!" She mimics, her voice eerily like his own. "Please grant me the strength not to p!ss myself!"
Cats pulls desperately at the bars, but they are too strong to be bent or broken, and all he earns is a mocking laugh from the creature wearing Brother Butterfly's face.
INITIATIVE
INITIATIVE
Cats (7/10)
Brother Butterfly (6/10)
The Mariner (16/16)
The Twin (8/8)
Lovelan
Fearless (9/9)
Pinkie (9/9)
Fearless (9/9)
Pinkie (9/9)
The Mariner (16/16)
Brother Butterfly (6/10)
Cats (7/10)
The Twin (8/8)
Round 1, Init 22
"Don't you laugh at him!" Cats challenges the dopplejerk who is mocking Brother Butterfly. "You let me outta here and I'll give you the 'whatfor'! Brother is a good man; unlike that one over there. Go mock him...you...you mocker!"
Cats gives the suddenly-MUCH-less attractive Dr. Lovelan the rough side of his tongue. Without weapon or tool, he can only strain against the bars to try to win his release.
str check
AC: 14+2=16 (SoF)
HP: 7/10
The Twin opens a single eye, revealing a golden iris, as his hands make two half circles.
"القزم الأصفر يحمي جميع الذين العزاء للهب بهم." he incants as flames erupts from the Twin's lower back and surround the man's torso and body, like a suit of flaming armor.
After a couple seconds, the flames dissipate, but the sheen of a protective shell remains.
As he finishes casting his holy spell, his eye closes once more and he begins to focus his breathing, remaining seated.
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His face goes red at the a-front to his Goddess. While he wanted her attention to give Fearless a chance to use the key he "hopefully" took from Fake Physician, he is partially playing up his indignation and partially feeling a rage well inside him.
Brother Butterfly puts his hand to the tattooed symbol on his forearm. Hoping that this time, the healing is extra potent. He smiles as he sees a much brighter and larger heal ring splash onto Campre, Himself and Cats.
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Feeling the key in his hands Fearless grows excited.
He begins to leap up and down in excitement, his bare hairy feet slapping the stone underneath them.
Cats continues to pull at the bars, to no avail. Brother Butterfly calls upon Desna again, healing all within sight.
The Mariner stands slack-jawed, helplessly trapped.
The Twin armors himself and begins meditating in the back of his cell.
Doctor Lovelan blinks at Brother Buttefly's long-winded sermon. Watching his wounds heal, she glances down at the still struggling Campre. Stepping to the side table, she picks up the razor.
"Heal this, priest." She snarls, then viciously slashes at the orderly. The blade cuts into his neck and blood begins to flow freely!
INITIATIVE
Fearless (9/9)
Pinkie (9/9)
Cats (10/10)
Brother Butterfly (9/10)
The Mariner (16/16)
The Twin (8/8)
Campre (-2/?)
Lovelan
Fearless gets a firm hold on the key.
"NOW!"
Fearless reaches around and places the key in the lock unlocking his cell. Click
Placing his shoulder against the bars he pushes the door open and runs out past the cut hungry Doctor, his heart beating out of his chest in excitement.
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Round 2, Init 22
"Hey! Doctor Stupidface! Look here! Stupidfacecat!" Cats tries to keep the attention on himself as the halfling makes free of the cell. He isn't intentionally making fun of Brother's face, but he is trying to get the Dr.'s attention. "Your jerk face looks like it smells like butt! And you like to sniff your own cat!"
Good one, Cats! You sure told him good.
AC: 14+2 = 16
HP: 7/10
The Twin, keeping his eyes closed as he meditates, begins to incant in a deep voice, speaking in his mother tongue of Elvish.
"في عمق العقل، تعلمون لفائف حول بلدي اللاوعي."
As he speaks, the flames of his magical armor begin to roar once more, pulsing with their ghostly tendrils as the tattoo of The Twins glows with a bright red glare, contrasting against the brown hair and fair skin of the psychiatric inmate.
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While still half angry at seeing himself all unshaven (hair EVERYWHERE – UGGHHH) and having been mocked by The Twins, Dr Lovelan and now a backhanded compliment from Cats. His instincts for survival and knack at a preacher like showmanship keep him focused just enough to be productive.
Thinking to himself, Brother Butterfly knows that these next few seconds are vital. Cats and I need to keep Dr. Lovelan’s attention– Keep your eyes on us and not on Fearless. She's enraged at me, but I can tell that she still feels in control. I need to keep her feeling like she’s superior. Maybe I should give her something to gloat about, and that might preoccupy her just enough. My gambit will make Campre vulnerable and I hope he survives. But her slashing on his defenseless neck anymore will certainly kill him.
No turning back now, I have to give it a try.
Brother Butterfly assumes the same position that he did last time—when he issued forth his ring of healing. Holding his right hand over the symbol on his left forearm.
In his booming Preacher’s voice, he announces:
But nothing immediately happens. Except an exasperated and fearful look crosses BB’s face.
I am so sorry Campre, I can't help you. Suddenly, I feel spiritually hollow. I can’t feel the purity on my side.
Why am I to fail? “Others should be lucky in your presence” .
Why isn’t my ring of healing working? Cats, I don’t understand.
With that, he takes his right hand off his tattoo of Desna and touches Cat’s shoulder.
Right as Fearless bursts from his cell the earth starts shaking again, rattling the table and sends everyone lurching about! Head thrown back in mad laughter at Brother Butterfly's impotence, and reveling in the chaos of the quake, Doctor Lovelan doesn't seem to notice the small halfling as he scrambles by. Lost in bloodlust, she runs her razor across Campre's face!
INITIATIVE
Fearless (9/9)
Pinkie (9/9)
Cats (10/10)
Brother Butterfly (9/10)
The Mariner (16/16)
The Twin (8/8)
Campre (-8/?)
Lovelan
Using the rumbling to mask his movement Fearless ducks down and rushes past the cut-happy woman. Sliding on the floor he quickly grasps ahold of the lock in his shaking hands.
Please don't see me. Please don't see me. He pleads as he places the key in the lock freeing the Mariner and Pinkie.
He looks at the Mariner and whispers. "You look like a big fellow. Protect me just a bit longer."
Round 3, Init 22
"Why isn't my ring of healing working?"
Cats looks at Brother, then down at his stomach. His wound is twice healed and he looks back at Brother.
"What? What are you talking about? Focus, you! Out there!" Cats turns back to the Doctor and Campre.
"Hey Bad Doctor! Doctor Stupidface! Do you have to take the personalities of others because you don't have one of your own?" Cats catcalls the Doctor, trying to keep focused away from Fearless. "Also, you're not cutting that guy very well. Did you need me to show you how to do it competently? Maybe...maybe if you take my face, you'll do a decent job at it."
Bluff to distract
Bluff to distract (luck)
AC: 14+2 = 16
HP: 10/10
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Pinkie seeing the Dr has her back to him tries to sneak in behind her from under the table and tie her shoes together.
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Seeing that his talent with words have once again been his Masterwork weapon and struck true. He inwardly smiles. She is so much more powerful than he is- especially inside a cell, but it is HE that is inside her head. In this Chess game, he just needs to do one last thing for a checkmate that should earn his freedom..
Brother Butterfly's right hand goes from Cat's shoulder and starts to smooth out his curled mustache. smoothing out the hairs on his upper lip and curling the end until it is shaped into a nice point. He starts to work on the left side of the mustache, but when he raises his left arm, he sees the Butterfly tattoo.
And now, it is time for Desna to save Campre. He is losing a lot of blood and I don't think he can survive another whack from that razor.Doctor, you are "in check".
seeing the weak healing, he becomes a little more nervous
After channeling, he moves his hand to the left part of his mustache and starts working on smoothing that side out- not yet twisting the end - as if the job is not yet complete.
The Mariner had remained in a fitful sleep as Campre’s scream penetrates into his nightmare; Pinkie’s shake to awaken him amplifying the gargantuan specter exploding out of the endless chasm. The old Mariner screams, joining in the dreaded terror and pain, violently crashing out of one existence into another. He wasn’t sure where he was at anymore - which was dream, which was real. Sitting up, he sees the scene of torture and begins to panic like a caged animal. Grabbing the bars and jerking it as blade penetrates flesh, ”Hey- HEY!”, he calls to the woman as if she wasn’t aware of what she was doing. Looking around, he sees Pinkie, Twin and the others nearby, and blinks in disbelief, ”Wh-“, he couldn’t finish the question. I’m still dreaming.
The continued tumbling earth and walls deepen the waking-dream. He looks down wide-eyed to see Fearless unlocking the cage and wording something understandable but silent. Seeing a clear path to the twisted face woman, he charges in a homicidal rage,... unaware that his fist was gripped around a very sharp chicken bone from another reality.
”HHARRHHHHH!"
Fearless unlocks the cell holding Pinkie and The Mariner. Both emerge and take on Doctor Butterfly while the real Brother Butterfly and Cats catcall from across the way. Pinkie goes low, snatching unsuccessfully at shoelaces while The Mariner goes high, wrapping him up with crazy angry old man strength.
The Doctor struggles as he is pulled away from Campre. Brother Butterfly's features begin to flow away, replaced by a narrow head, slender limbs with long claws, and a sinister, noseless face. Growling in rage it draws the razor across The Mariner's arm, flaying a section of skin open!
INITIATIVE
Fearless (9/9)
Pinkie (9/9)
Cats (10/10)
Brother Butterfly (10/10)
The Mariner (16[12]/16[18])
The Twin (8/8)
Campre (-6/?)
Lovelan
Using the Mariner as cover Fearless ducks down and scuffles along to Cats and Brother Butterfly's cell. Grabbing ahold of the table he swings past just as the Mariner rushes in and slams into the table.
"I think you are it! Hurry up and get in there!" He calls out frantically to Cats and Brother Butterfly as he unlocks their cell door. He nearly drops the keys as Doctor Lovelan shows her true demonic form.
He did didn't he......I actually think you are right this time but its not an option.
Pinkie reaches in trying to wrestle the razor from the Dr.
Round 4, Init 22
Cats stares expectantly as Fearless finally opens his cage.
"C'mon, Brother! We need to help because that big catter in the other cell isn't helping! Looks like he's catatonic!" Cats picks up the dropped keys (because who drops keys in a prison?) and moves to help the Mariner next round.
He puts a few of the keys between his fingers to create a makeshift punching dagger even as he casts about for a better weapons: maybe a nice clobbering chair or clobbering mop.
Perception
AC: 14+2 = 16
HP: 10/10
Rubbery, scaly, slimy and thrashing; the woman turning fishlike in his arms didn't bother the Mariner, the absence of fear surprised him as his grip tightens and he starts punching the creature where the neck might be. "HMMPH!HMMPH!HMMPH!"
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Cats- Go get that despicable thing! There's tools on the workbench for you to use. Fearless - great job getting us loose. You are a true hero. Now try and grab some rocks from the far corner or bring that chest that's in the far alcove. At the least, Cats can smash her head in with it!
The Mariner is a fearsome sort. Good thing he's on our side. Desna wants to give The Mariner some good luck to help keep Fake Dr. Lovelan under wraps.
The Twin maintains his chanting, but his words have turned into low, guttural thrums. As his throaty voice echoes in the stone chamber, ephemeral Harrow cards begin to manifest and swirl
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Fearless unlocks another cell, freeing Brother Butterfly and Cats. Brother Butterfly grants the other shaggy man the luck of Desna as Cats looks for a better weapon.
Pinkie and The Mariner wrestle with the Doctor. Pinkie almost gets the razor from her, but she is much stronger then she looks and keeps it in an iron grip. The Mariner is a little more successful, having smuggled a broken chicken bone in his shirt which he uses to good effect, stabbing her in the shoulder.
With a scream the Doctor tears into The Mariner with one of her clawed hands.
You recognize this creature as a type of monstrous humanoid called a doppelgänger.
Doppelgangers are strange beings that can take on the shapes of those they encounter. In its natural form, the creature looks more or less humanoid, but slender and frail, with gangly limbs and half-formed facial features. Its flesh is pale and hairless, and its eyes are vacant and white.
Doppelgangers prefer infiltrating societies where they can gather wealth and influence, and see little point in forming cities of their own kind. Younger doppelgangers practice their skills by taking over small orc or goblin tribes, then move to more complicated societies like dwarven, elven, and human communities. Rather than making themselves targets by taking positions of leadership, they usually prefer to be the power behind the throne, or use multiple identities to manipulate influential citizens or entire guilds.
Doppelgangers make excellent use of their natural mimicry to stage ambushes, bait traps, and infiltrate humanoid society. Although not usually evil, they are interested only in themselves and regard others as playthings to be manipulated and deceived.
In addition to changing their appearance, doppelgängers can read a persons surface thoughts, which makes them even better at mimicking or manipulating them.
INITIATIVE
Fearless (9/9)
Pinkie (9/9)
Cats (10/10)
Brother Butterfly (10/10)
The Mariner (2/18)
The Twin (8/8)
Campre (-6/?)
Lovelan (-6)
Round 5, Init 22
Not finding any better weapons, Cats slides into flank, and using sweet-ass teamwork, precisely drives his makeshift key-punching dagger into the Doctor's neck.
to hit (flank);
damage.
to hit (flank);
damage.
"That'll cat you to tease my friends!"
AC: 14+2 = 16
HP: 10/10
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Backed into a corner Fearless shakes. Slowly he takes a few careful steps back. Then a few more until he finds himself in a small hallway peeking around the corner. He drops to his knees for a moment.
I...I can't believe I did that. What..what...what is that thing?
He stares with wide and fearful eyes at the grotesque creature as his mind begins to fracture. Holding a hand to his head he let's out a bloodcurdling scream as one of the instruments on the table juts off just a few inches at Doctor Lovelan.
"This can't be real...this can't be real...."
AC 14
HP 9/9
Inspiration 1/3 remaining
Well that shouldn't hurt, as the doctor's claws punctures a lung. The old man wraps his arms even tighter, mostly from not knowing what to do next, just looking around at the others wide-eyed. "...!"
The ground continues to rumble and shake as the fight rages on. Fearless backs away, screaming.
From the table of torture tools a blade trembles and jumps at the Doctor and Yhe Mariner, steel ringing as it passes by them and flies off in the far side of the dungeon.
Looking over your shoulder you can see through the open door into the room to the east.
The smell of rot and decay is nearly overwhelming, and the buzz of flies hangs in the air. To your right a flight of rickety, wooden steps climbs toward the high ceiling. Across the room a broad chute extends diagonally up through one of the dungeon's half-crumbled stone walls. Beneath it lies heaped more than a dozen mutilated humanoid bodies. Some are patients and orderlies, a couple are guards for the Royal Accuser. Sprawled half-buried near the bottom is Doctor Lovelan, flat eyes staring lifelessly from her pale face.
Cats circles the creature held by the bloody Mariner and sinks his keys into its neck, but its thick skin and thrashing prevents a mortal wound.
The Mariner slowly begins to overpower the Doctor.
INITIATIVE
Fearless (9/9)
Pinkie (9/9)
Cats (10/10)
Brother Butterfly (10/10)
The Mariner (2/18)
The Twin (8/8) *summoning
Campre (-6/?) *stable
Lovelan (-12)
Pinkie grabs whatever he can from the table and tries to stick the Dr with one of her her own implements .
Pinkie grabs a shard of glass from the table, but cuts his finger in the process and ends up juggling the sharp object for a moment instead of stabbing or slashing with it.
Brother Butterfly calls on Desna again, healing The Mariner.
The creature tries to pull free from the old man's grip, but is held tight!
INITIATIVE
Fearless (9/9)
Pinkie (9/9)
Cats (10/10)
Brother Butterfly (10/10)
The Mariner (8/18)
The Twin (8/8) *summoning
Campre (-6/?) *stable
Lovelan (-12)
"If you would stop talking to me maybe I wouldn't be cutting myself"
Pinkie takes a more careful hold of the glass and tries to drive it into the good Dr
Smelling the overwhelming odor of rot and decay nearly causes Fearless to lose what little he has in his stomach.
Placing his shirt over his nose the room to the east catches his eye. He slowly creeps towards the corner and scans the room.
His hand goes to his mouth as he sees the massive pile of bodies that have falling from the chute above.
"THERE ARE BODIES IN HERE! A LOT OF BODIES!" His voice shakes as he notices Doctor Lovelan.
From the back of his fractured mind the instruments rattle a bit more on the table.
”GGRRRR!!”, the Mariner strains and jabs the thing in the head, ”DAMN IT DIE ALREADY!”
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With DoctorDopple held down, Brother Butterfly carefully moves past that melee to get closer to the hacked and slashed Campre intending to free him from the ties that bind him.
First things First Fearless! I am trying to keep Campre and the others from turning into one of those bodies you claim are in the other room! Now get over here and help! The Doctor is pinned, but fighting fiercely
BB knows that healing is more important than freedom at this desperate hour, he lets loose a ring of healing that spreads out to cover the wounds sustained by The Mariner and Campre (and Pinkie if he needs it) but it doesn't touch the Doctor.