Yvell becomes frustrated and pulls back his blade, tarnished by the sludge. With a roar he pulls back and swings with renewed vigor. " Did you DANCE in this gunk!? Stop flailing around and get into the fight! "
0. Bran, Valtyra and Ibuki.
1. Bran (again), Auehda, and Yvell's post.
2. Purple Tentacles
3. Derlin's post
Ibuki releases a ray of cracking electricity.
I have no idea what it is, but i think it´s somehow resistant to fire!
A burst of white hot electricity fires from Ibuki's hands and runs along the tentacle beast's body. You hear it whistle sharply.
Yvell cuts off the gunk from Derlin's feet, allowing the bloodrager movement.
The purple tentacles swing at Derlin again. This time both come from the same direction.
He ducks under both of them.
Red-faced and breathing heavily, Derlin leaps atop one of the smaller stone pieces and cuts down with his falca. Green alien ichor covers Derlin as he chops into the beast. Its remaining tentacles withdraw into the shell, and the creature becomes silent.
After recovering from the battle, you have a chance to really look at your surroundings.
At first glance, this cold cavern presents a strange and disconcerting vista-that of a desert valley under a starless, night sky. A stretch of sand covers the ground, a vista broken here and there by bits of strange, spiky shells or contorted, dead fronds that look like branches.
Yvell cleans his blade on the shell and pats Derlin on the back, perhaps a little harder than normal. Examining if the shell held more inside as it was possible this creature might have slain another expedition member. He then looks down at the sand to see if there is an obvious trail in the sands to follow as there seemed to be no wind down here unlike an actual desert. There was a good chance the tracks would be undisturbed.
He checks his wounds as well after the fight, he was unharmed from the altercation. However, Derlin was harmed in the encounter. " Valtyra, if another of our members becomes injured once more, would it be a hassle to give us another kiss from your Goddess? I am trying to conserve our resources and get us as FAR as we can without danger. I must find another path first, I'd rather we not travel lost in an underground desert and run into more dangerous creatures. "
Val moves up to the muk, "What is this? She asks taking a swing at it.
Burnt One helps Yvell search, following any tracks either of them find.
Bran shakes off seeing the creature. It wasn't exactly something of this world, he felt. It had surprised him enough that he could barely move.
"I hope that this isn't exactly something we can expect to see down here. Never seen something like that before. Maybe something else lurks in this...cavern?" Bran wasn't sure if that was what to call this place or not...
Valtyra cuts at the muck, and pulls a small handful of tar onto her mace.
" Alright, we found tracks lets follow these. Most likely they lead to the others. " Yvell looks up with Burnt One and begins following the tracks.
After traveling for a few minutes, you feel an uneasy presence around you. The ground shakes and skeletal figures dig themselves out of the sands. Their alien bodies consist of four clawed arms and elongated skulls.
Six of these skeletons surround you.
1. Auehda, Derlin
2. Alien? Skeletons
3. Valtyra, Yvell, Ibuki, Bran
Ibuki will use disrupt undead on a skeleton and stay out of danger when possible.
Burnt One hacks a little, pulling energy from their surroundings and through their body, and fires a bolt of flame with a short thump. They step backward fearfully, stumbling against the ridge. "What are the things!?"
Auehda's fire blackens the ribs of her skeleton, causing the creature to rear back. It remains standing, unfortunately. It seems to speak silently and its teeth clack together menacingly.
Bran moves around as best he can, trying to take advantage of their positioning. He thrusts out a leg and attempts to hit one of the skeletons. Now we're dealing with skeletons? What the heck went on here...
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Val Move closer to the skeletons to make sure they are all within her range. "And now skeletons!?!?! I hate Skeletons!!!! We hate skeletons! Val say quite at first then yelling at the end.
Yvell knows that Blade and Bone did not work well against each other and stabbed his symbol of his god in the ground, drawing his warhammer from the strap on his left. As he swings upwards towards the creature's face.
"Skeletons! Burnt One hates skeletons too!!" the druid yells.
Derlin's falca cuts through bone diagonally through the shoulder and down the hip. It falls apart in a heap of limbs.
The skeletons converge on whoever is nearest and swing their claws.
Yvell 4 damage.
Ibuki 4 damage.
Ibuki takes a step back and fires a blast of colorful energy at one of the skeletons, but it moves its arms and the magic flies off to the southern mountains.
Bran cracks the legs of one of the undead and it topples over, pieces breaking easily.
A burst of light explodes from Valtyra striking each of the skeletons in a shockwave of divine magic.
Ibuki's skeleton seems to resist Valtyra's holy magic. Auehda's skeleton, when hit with the light, vaporizes into white powder.
Yvell knocks the undead monstrosity's elongated skull clean off of its spine. The rest of the body crumples into the sand.
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Derlin circles around like a predatory cat preparing for a kill. Focsing on the blaspheme assailing Lady Val, the frothing Serenite attempts to hack into bone.
Moving to flank with Val, attacking. Eventually we'll fight something I can intimidate with enforcer! :P
As Derlin's falca strikes another solid blow it becomes evident that the warrior-missionary doesn't feel the need to switch to a non-edged weapon. "Worry not Lady Brightsong! I am here.". He twists his corded muscular frame and looks about - sizing up his next prospective foe.
Burnt One fires a bolt of flame at the skeleton harassing Ibuki.
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Ibuki screams in pain as the skeleton tries to tear the flesh from his bones and seems quite injured. He releasers another burst of energy at the skeleton that attacked him and then hides behind a comrade.
Auehda's fire bolt strikes the undead in the chest, burning through ribs and its spinal cord. It falls into the sand (dead?).
I´m badly wounded. Guess it would be wise to go back, or is anyone here capable of healing?
"Valtyra's powers are healing," Burnt One says, nodding towards the priestess. They inch back down the ridge, skirting around the heaps of bone, and come up to Yvell. "Are we forward going?"
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"I can go further but if our magicians are running empty of their magical reserves I can see wisdom in going back for the day and coming back to resume our tracks tomorrow. Perhaps we could sleep in the artifact vessel that we passed through. We could set watches and resume our exploration at first light without making the trek back from town to here." Derlin says, cleaning ichor off of his falca.
Burnt One touches Derlin's falca again, setting it alight. "Burnt One would like to go back up. Introduce friends to Junkmaster. Check junkmetal and gremlins. But Yvell worries about Khonnir Baine."
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"I am of a mind with Yvell. Khonnir is key. I believe if we find Khonnir he holds the knowledge to relight the flame. Once we've accomplished our goals, however, I would love to meet your friend the Junkmaster and check for gremlins. What say you all? Shall we take shelter in the vessel and push our search onward refreshed in the morn'?" Derlin sounds optimistic about possibly spending the night inside of the artifact-vessel.
"Everyone ok?
"Hmm...I don't think our actual supplies are low...We should be safe to spend a light rest here...somewhere...hopefully. It would give us time to recollect our thoughts and prepare to delve deeper into the caverns." Bran says. "Plus, the sooner we find Khonnir, sooner we can have that worry off our backs..."
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"Aye Bran we are well provisioned to rest in the metallic vessel for a few hours. Give our spell weavers time to restore their reserves in case we run into more trouble." Derlin nods, and looks back at the vessel.
"What is the verdict?" he asks the assembled group. He looks fit enough to go on but is concerned about the others.
You head back, following the tracks, to the metal rooms. Setting up a temporary camp, you rest for eight hours, not necessarily sleeping but making sure that you don't do anything too strenuous. After you feel rested, you re-embark on your journey.
Following the trail again, you look up and see that the sky above the desert is still black. You walk along the ridge, cut South through the center of the circular desert, then back up near the Eastern mountains. A similar natural tunnel awaits you. The footprints end at the wall.
A crisp glow of light shines from the northern wall of this cavern, although no obvious source of the light is apparent.
Yvell seems grim in the morning but clearly has an otherworldly strength and resolve. He practices a few swings with his personal holy symbol, even inviting Derlin to spar somewhat before getting temporary camp done. " It seems my god has seen our decision was the right one.. I have become blessed with the ability to assisting longevity to our group. It also seems by posture has improved. "