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"Poncy? Poncy? You frabjaberous bandersnatch! That you spout such inanities only seeks to further the impetuous solicitude of my argument!
And, yes. 'Wiggling my fingers,' as a philistine such as yourself would call it, IS the best response to--ooo! A quasi-prehensile pseudopod! Intriguing!" Power exclaims as he bends low to examine the severed limb. He cuts off a sliver of it and stows it in a vial because all wizards always have a spare vial.
"Would you rather I call you a spoony bard?"
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"Oh confound thee, thy clack-box afternoon farmer be all hat and no cattle! A chuckle-headed, cow-handed foppish duke of limbs! More a fussbudget gadabout hath never gimbled in the wabe! Your ability to be a rumbumptious sauce-box is only overshadowed by thy craft as a shabbaroon rattlecap!
You sir, ever shall be a Gentleman of Four Outs!"
Normally Rankev did not fain to play the ginger-snap, but such an occasion seemed to call for it.
"I don't care about the rest of it, but you call me a member of the lesser sex, and I'm going to break your nose."
So, you re-group and continue heading towards the ruins thru the blighted lands.
Eventually, you see the tall shadow of the remains of an ancient tower rising above the landscape.
Continuing on, you eventually reach the site of a small ruined castle - besides the crumbling tower, only the foundation is left, along with a few knee-high portions of walls.
After a little exploration, you find the entrance to the root cellar (or dungeon). The wooden door that used to cover it has long since rotted away.
Standing around it, you hear animal sounds coming from below.
What do you do?
"The more combat capable among us should go down and check the first couple of rooms to find somewhere defensible, then come back and bring the rest down."
Teren moves up to the door, places his ear against it and tries to determine what the animals within are, and what they're saying.
The grunts, barks, chirps, and calls of the creatures of the wild are as language to you. You can understand any animal native to your land or akin to one whose essence you have studied.
Teren - for some reason, all you hear are growls (altho you can tell they're *hungry* growls). You're not sure why your Spirit Tongue ability isn't working.
Ordinarily, Teren would scout this himself. But, between not being able to understand whatever creatures are inside, and what's happened over the last two days..."Agreed. Head in, I'll follow you down. Onick, you coming?"
Zathra shrugs and moves to the front, muttering something about windbag...
Rankev, the closest thing to the sounds that these things are making are the wild cat-beasts of the North, but you've never heard of them coming this far south.
As Onick joins the group, and Rankev mumbles to himself, you all suddenly see pink, glowing eyes looking up at you from out of the darkness below. Lots of pink, glowing eyes.
What do you do?
"Watch for pink crystals - if you dislodge one, the creatures should return to normal" Teren tells his companions, as he hefts his spear and assumes a ready stance next to Zathra.
You see large, black-furred beasts, about the size and shape of a large dog (think Great Dane), but heavier and more well-muscled.
When the light flashes in their eyes, they yelp and run away from the entrance.
Oh, oops, I forgot - what do you do? :)
"Flee before me and tell your masters I come!" shouts Zathra at their fleeing backs.
Teren glances at his companions, then focuses inward, calling the spirit of <short-short-long rattle>, and collapsing down into a coiled rattlesnake.
He then slithers down, into the darkness.
Zathra will drop down, unless the hole is particularly deep.
What's everyone else doing?
Onick walks down behind Rankev.
After walking a ways into the cellar, and apparently having become accustomed to the light, the creatures come at each of you (except Teren, who I'm assuming even *smells* like a snake), intending on separating your limbs from your body.
What do you do?
Zathra uses the instant of surprise to lash out at the creature coming to hack her to pieces to stab it. A bunch.
Teren takes advantage of the creatures' ignorance to study them, trying to spot anything that looks like a crystal on (or in) the attacking canines, and what the best way to fight them might be.
Zathra, roll your damage. The creature you attack bites back in return, doing d8 damage to you.
Rankev, there's *at least* one for each of you. By the light of your staff, you see two coming for you. What do you do?
Teren - You should be on the lookout for the pink gems (if that's too self-obvious, please feel free to let me know and I'll try to come up with something else). The thing that's useful to you is the small pink gem you spot on each creature's foreheads. The creatures themselves are not what they appear to be, but you can't tell what their form would be without the crystals.
Snake-Teren moves to the side of the pack of hounds, before shedding his form and, quickly as possible, trying to strike the crystal from the nearest creature's forehead.
Sarthel strikes out at one of the creatures with her mind :
(Forceful and Messy)
Zathra's strike skewers the creature, killing it instantly. Another comes out of the darkness, heading towards her.
Rankev's and Sarthel's attacks damage the creatures, but don't put them down. The creature attacking Sarthel is knocked back by the force of her mental blow, but they continue to attack. Rankev, the creature you didn't hit attacks you - take d8+1 damage.
Teren attempts to knock the crystal out of one of them, but he slips, opening himself up to an attack. Take d8 damage.
What do you do?
Teren tries again to strike the crystal with his spear, still hoping to pry it loose.
Zathra continues to fight the enemies that are stupid enough to avail themselves to the reach of her spear.
Sarthel again strikes out at the same creature with her mind :
(Forceful and Messy)
And the creature attacks her in turn :
Rankev's Magic Missile barely damages the creature, but it does wince in pain.
Teren manages to knock the crystal lodged in the creature's forehead out, and it quickly shrinks in size and shape to that of a fox-like creature. It scurries away into the darkness of the cellar.
Zathra's mighty blow misses, and the creature attacks in return.
Zathra, take d8 damage.
Sarthel's mental blast barely makes the creature pause, and it attacks her.
What do you do?
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"Ah HA!" Rankev cries as his magic strikes true and the monsters cower from him. "You do not find that overly sweet do you? Let us have many more servings of such sweetmeats as only I can serve! Consume all you can for there is...plenty more!" he jests as he again launches his ephemeral darts at the monsters.
Teren pulls out some cloth, and carefully picks up the fallen crystal, stowing it in a small pouch. That done, he tries to strike the crystal from another creature...
"Come, face your death!" she shouts.
Sarthel strikes again at the same creature with her mind :
(Forceful and Messy)
But she left an opening for the creature to attack her in turn :