"Right, we carry on? down hat hall?" asks Karsielle, in a way that seems to ask for confirmation rather than find the answer to a dilemma.
"Very good my associates, let us be on then." He moves forward hoping the mask will cover his distressed looking for more zombies.
Sunny moves back into her position amongst the line up, again tucking her swords into Silas' belt, and gets ready to continue. (^_^)
"Agreed, let's get back to that door."
Artued Exaimes the door, "Hmmm intresting.
Bloody find the door unlocked, but the temperature of this part of the hallway has dropped. It almost feels cold.
"Why do they have to be cold-loving cultists? I think I hate them even more."
"Cold like a tomb, is not good." says Karsielle.
As the temperature feels to drop Suny wraps her arms around herself,
"Lets git this over whit so's we can get back in't sunlight, hey?" She whispers softly.
"Cultist Artued" instructs the group to be prepared, then opens the door.
As the door opens, a rush of dense, putrescent air within seems to cling to your flesh.
The chamber beyond opens into a wide tear-shape centered upon a pool filled with dark, brackish water whose surface scintillates with an unknown sludge. A narrow rock ledge runs the perimeter connecting to a dais of natural stone that rises from the center of the pool.
Atop the dais stands a man in a black robes wearing an expressionless black bask with silver trim. He tears open his cloak revealing a massive, full chest tattoo of a two-headed raven clutching a screaming man and devouring his flesh. The neophyte then screams, “From the flesh of my body you shall rise! Adhelmus-Xaoghul! We devour the sins of the world in your honor!”
Initiatives!
Bloody:
Silas:
Mishael:
Suny:
Karsielle:
Man:
Round 1
Initiative order:
Silas
Suny
Mishael
Man
Karsielle
Bloody
"It sure isn't ordinary water! I'm going to skirt it on that ledge." Mishael heads out onto the ledge, balancing on her toes as she attempts to circumnavigate the room.
Shuffle after 'Flag'...
Eyes down cast. A shiver in her gait.
Sliding his dagger into its sheath, Silas carefully slides his way along the wall, determined that the mad cultist should meet his end by way of his blade.
The man draws a wickedly curved dagger and then plunges it into his exposed belly, gutting himself as he dives into the fetid quagmire. His body sinks slowly to the bottom and the pool hisses vehemently like a withered crone. A few bubbles float to the top of the thick dark substance held in the pool.
"Uh oh...I've got a feeling that was really quite bad. Perhaps I should have jumped."
"Yeah, maybe we should just leave and lock this door? Sound good?" "Artued" suggests.
Suny drops her 'innocent captive' guise almost as fast as the ex-priest sinks.
"Aye, well fighting whut ever comes out'a that pool with the narrow o' th' corridor on our side sounds like a plan!" She agrees with Flag.
"If you're gonna fight it, I can help with some of Calistra's gifts, but you will have to come to me for added protection. But in all honesty the door might be the best defense." says Karsielle looking rather concerned.
"Might be too late with two of us suspended out over the slop, but I can try to make my way back."
Seeing the madman dive into the pool, Silas slowly starts shuffling back toward his friends. "I get the feeling I won't like what's happening now."
Karsielle backs down the corridor, to make sure there is enough room for her friends to return from the room.
Round 2
Silas begins to back out of the room. The murky liquid in the pool that is bubbling up starts to actually rise up, a dark-stained lump shaking violently.
"Artued" Backs away with Karsielle, "Thats not good..."
"When you come out, you fighters hide in the alcoves, just in case." shouts Karsielle, her voice carries like the wind.
As the last person runs out of the chamber, the pool explodes. Dark, fetid liquid covers the entire room. Mishael is able to reach the hallway, but still gets doused with the foul substance through the open door.
With the door open, Mishael has a good view of a grotesque monstrosity rising from the large pool. Covered in the dark red substance, something stands in the pool, its body comprised of distorted pieces of human bodies. Multiple eyes, mouths, and limbs along its "skin"
start shaking as it gets ready to cram however much of its large body will fit through the doorway.
Mishael dashes out of the room and slams the door behind her, "Run! I don't know what that thing is, but I don't think we should wait to find out!" She looks for any bolt or heavy object that might block the door, but otherwise dashes down the hallway as quickly as possible.
Suny waits in the alter room, edging back so as to give others room.
"So, do we think we can handle it? Or do we lock the door and hope it doesn't get out?" She asks, a nervous edge obvious in her voice.
"Calm Mishael, calm down my friend?" says Karsielle looking at the ashen faced and trembling woman. She lays her hands on her friend's shoulders and hugs her close. "What did you see that scared you so?" as her calming and soft tuneful voice seems to encompass the woman trying to push back her fear.
"A giant horror, larger than any of us. It is made entirely of body parts. I saw eyes, mouths, and severed limbs covering it. It was all covered in blood...or something else dark red. I don't know how we could begin to fight it."
Suny lightly steps over to Silas and removes her swords from his belt,
"Well ye din't get t' offer me t'no evil priest. Sorry I am fer that." She says to him quietly, though there's a grin on her face and mischief in her eyes as she steps away to take upa position bear to where they've left a certain terror behind.
"So? Does we stand an' wait t'see if'n this thing can open doors and be a threat t' every one above? Or does we leg it an warn folks there be somat big an' nasty down hre?" She asks of her companions.
"Let us hope that the evil in there is not so terrible as that which you told us about in that room. Let us be quick, though I feel we might have to destroy the creature in that other room, to remove its evil blight from Freeport." says Karsielle as she carefully weighs up their options.
"All right, let's do it. I just hope we don't get stuck between two of them."