"Good thinking Kufieno. It appears you're right."
Why didn't I think of that? Your brain is getting slow, Lucian! You'd better think of something else than girls all day long...
"Oh! I had not noticed but you are *chhhhh* correct"
The party moves on to the other corner room:
This entire bedroom is caked with a thick, spongy layer of dark green, blue, and black mold.
ID on the religion, fail the init :P
"*chhh* What is that thing... oh god *squeak* I don't want to know. Rissi seems distracted by the gathering spiritual forces.
Seal doesn't see anything else but is still generally spooked.
Miana's positive energy is not enough to stop the manifesting spiritual forces!
You get a new save each round but the haunt does not end until you make two saves (although others can try to pin you to keep you from damaging yourself before that happens)
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Rissi throws back her dark hood, revealing a face that looks like a giant, black rat. Her fur is laced with ribbons and golden earrings dangle from her ears.
She pulls off her glove to reveal pale pink hands ending in underdeveloped claws. She draws her claws across her skin, drawing her skin tight and squeaks manically .
"My face... it's on my face. *squeak* by Abadar, it's not there, I know its not there... please, friends stop me. The spirit, it wants me to claw my own *chhhh* face off. Please stop me. Oh god, I must *chhh* get it off..."
Rissi looks at the rest with pleading black eyes.
Mortal terror runs across Seal's face at the newly reviled Rissi.
"Oh no! This cursed house is turning her into a mousey! I'll save you"
Seal drops his blade and clasps his frying pan sized hands around Rissi's pink paws. He then stares Rissi in the eyes trying to redirect her attention.
"You will be OK. Just look at me and breath. I have you."
...at the newly reviled Rissi
Lucian also darts off to help pin down Rissi and save her from herself.
Weird... though this would explain many things. She must really have been furious about that slain diseased rat!
Rissi struggles against the grip of the others for some time; not once does she manage to break free of the stout dwarf or the Suli-Jann. She finally stops squirming.
"You can *squeak* let me go now. I am myself again. And no, I am not "turning into" a mouse. I am, and always have been, *chhhh* Shuren; what you would call ratfolk. "
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"'Ratfolk'? I cannot say I have heard of your kind. You will have to tell me more about your upbringing when we are done here.", Miana showing a genuine interest into the little wizard.
Helping Rissi up and dusting her off, the paladin mentions, "I can only imagine what occurred here to cause such evil to resonate for so long."
"It's a true wonder, Rissi! I've been reading up on your kind, and I must admit I'm very excited to meet one. Well, technically I've known you for some time now, of couse. Just like Miana, I'd love to hear about you, your origins and what it means to be ratfolk."
"I would be happy to tell you more friends, although I do not wish it to become *chhhhh* the primary factor in our interactions."
"My kind prefer their privacy, and find that many *chhh* humanoids do not understand our talents or skill; they *sssss* think we are mere beasts and plague-bearers. So we hide; cloaks, illusions and shadows. It is better this way."
She pulls her own cloak up to obscure her features once more. "Perhaps now that you know my *squeak* secret, I could introduce you to my family. My sisters would enjoy *chhh* meeting you I think. They do get out so rarely in Sandpoint."
Kufieno squints and peers a Rissi for moment, then shrugs. "No worries here Miss Rissi. I'd love to meet your family sometime." It must be nice to know who your family is....
The next room over has an iron tub sitting in the middle of the room, the floorboards sagging with the tub's weight.
"Hmmm; doesn't look like a pleasant *chhh* dining experience."
Kufieno looks around, but finds he gaze drawn back to Rissi, and he only gives the room a cursory glance.
The room in the corner of the second floor proves to be the master bedroom, although this once fine chamber has been destroyed. The bed is smashed, mattress torn apart, walls gouged as if by knives, chairs hacked apart, and paintings on the walls torn to pieces-with on exception. A portrait hanging on the northwest wall seems to be untouched, although it hangs backward, its unseen subject facing the wall.
Knowing he will probably regret it, Kufieno goes to the painting and turns it around.
The portrait reveals a beautiful dark-haired Varisian woman in a thoughtful pose. She looks much like the portrait that Aldern was keeping in the caverns.
Unsurprised by the latest manifestation, Rissi lashes out with another ray of disruption at the portrait, striking true!
Lucian is looking elsewhere as the events unfold, his mind still probably examining Rissi's newfound nature consequences.
Despite Rissi's spell, the unquiet spirit still seems to be manifesting....
Sealman's growling stomach appears to distract him.
Kufieno continues stealing glances at Rissi, and not paying attention to his surroundings.
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Yeah, that would have gone downhill fast. No atonement needed this time!
Miana brings her palm to her forehead as if suffering from a headache, shaking her head no to herself. She takes in a deep breath and exhales it, her body relaxing all at once. "The evil tried to tempt me. I will not be so easily swayed, however."
With a hearty smile, she finishes with, "Let's continue. There appears to be one last room on this floor."
"What happened... what did you see?" Rissi politely asks.
The set of double doors in the middle of the upper floor leads to a room with a stone fireplace and paintings hanging on the walls. Each of the paintings is covered with a thick sheet of dusty cobwebs that obscure the subjects from view.
Another set of double doors leads to a room beyond.
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Heh, I would have found it appropriate, if nothing more than for guilt had she succeeded (and with that first round, unless it was Sealman, death by round 2 wound have been possible). Woulda been flavorful at the very least, but a moot point :)
There's a VERY small part of me that wants to go Warpriest -> Sacred Fist just to get the level 3 ability to negate all effect of Fort saves, too.
"Just some voices trying to sway me. Nothing to fret, lil Rissi." smiles the paladin as she starts inspecting the new room.
Miana finds nothing much in the room except for the cobweb-filled portraits.
The party moves through the double doors in this room to the last room on the upper floor:
The furniture in this bedroom, while dusty and unkempt, does not exhibit any major signs of water or mold damage. The one exception is a dark stain on the desk near the northern window.
Lucian is -as always- oblivious of whatever events unfold around him.
Rissi, too, is oblivious to the dangerous ghostly presence.
"Hey, that dagger looks shiny."
As Seal draws close to the desk, the dwarf continues to speak, but now it a monotone cadence.
"Such a precious...looking...dagger."
Rissi racks her brain and does the first thing that comes to mind to impede the dwarf's path.
Seal blinks a couple of times, but he fends of the spell as he tries to protect his new found treasure.
NO!
Miana and Seal hands wrap around the dagger. They tug the weapon back and forth. A wild gaze widens Seal's eyes with a rage saved only for goblins and giants.
IT. IS. MINE!
Seal turns the blade around as the two hold onto it. During the struggle, the barbarian stabs Miana in the gut.
Seal withdraws the weapon from the wound. His hand trembles a bit as he tightly grips the sharpened wooden stake.