For some reason, Bedlam begins looking around for a giant snake coming for Lolly!
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Seeing Trag and Aurora leave towards the door, and Lolly and Bedlam apparently losing it, she snaps at them "Run, foolz!"
The Being continues to watch and wait, just saying, "Leave while you may" to Anzath's snapped command. The three servitors in the room also wait for Anzath to act. Tam tugs at Lolly's sleeve, silently suggesting that it's Time To Leave.
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Bedlam's crazy red-rimmed blue eyes suddenly turn to look directly at Parrot.
All may act until someone does something significant? Be sound'n like un direct request to be do'n sumting CRAZY!
The dwarf ponders this revelation, while puffing on his Snoop Dog would Be Proud.
After a rather long pull, the dwarf then smiles.
As Bedlam is about to do something a bit crazy suddenly the dwarf's face goes blank. His eyes turn up into his head. His legs begin moving robotically toward and out the door (bringing the rest of him along).
The dwarf has left the building!
Tam waits for Lolly.
Tragershen looks up to Terapin. "Do you know what's going on in there?" He shakes his head, trying to clear the haze from his mind. "Is it illusionary? Or narcotic?" Without the sounds of struggle inside the room, Tragershen waits until his friends emerge, or he feels obligated to return and engage.
Aurora observes the conversation carefully and, for now, she waits.
Terapin shakes his head. "Some kind of mind-affecting spell, I'm not sure which one. Doesn't sound like anything violent yet, though. Mom's yelling, but she sounds annoyed not hurt."
Terapin scratches Bishop behind the ears and nods towards the doorway. Bishop's going to move up to the eastern doorway leading into the hallway and extend his Circle of Protection Against Evil two-thirds of the way down the hall, Bishop himself taking cover just to the side of the doorway and making sure not to block anyone's escape route. He doesn't attack, but he prepares to if anything moves aggressively out of the hallway other than the other party members or something that looks like a fleeing victim of something else.
"Not sure what banished Rook, though. I assume something down there can hurt pretty bad and just hasn't, yet."
The three servitors that remain in the mindscape follow Anzath to the door.
Lolly steps out of the mindscape and back into his body. He sees jackal-headed humanoids standing around him and the still-entranced Anzath, but they aren't immediately hostile. Bedlam is standing there holding an illusory, but very potent (if you don't fail your will save) Snoop Dog Would Be Proud.
Dog-humanoids are kind of a theme, aren't they?
The being casts a spell.
Anzath fondles a golden bead hanging about her neck, looking among the jackal-headed folk about her. "Padetik," she spits at their feet, and takes a step back out through the door.
Pretty sure Bedlam has "left the building" and is now clear of the 'scape. Three of the jackals are outside of the mindscape. Three are just inside of the mindscape.
The hallucination is not visible from outside, despite my earlier description. Instead, I think you just pop into your body.
Anzath slams the door shut.
Anzath knows that the beings are jackalweres. For some reason, they are not werejackals. If a jacklewere were to meet a werejackal, where would we be and what would we wear, what wares would we buy?
Beware, lest ye wear were wares where the weres were, unawares.
Anzath knows that the beings are jackalweres. For some reason, they are not werejackals. If a jacklewere were to meet a werejackal, where would we be and what would we wear, what wares would we buy?
Beware, lest ye wear were wares where the weres were, unawares.
Bedlam has the look of a dwarf who has just been grinded down by words.
The Alchemist takes out a coin, flips, it and nods.
With a bit of a disappointed look on his bearded face, Bedlam takes out a tindertwig and lights Snoop Dog Would Be Proud.
The jackalwere stands inside the room that Bedlam burst into a while ago. He puts a hand on the real door, and he gestures that all should leave.
"We should depart, and leave them to their festivities. Perhaps when we have a better understanding of what's happening in there, we can return."
Tragershen is going to give them room. He'll step back out of the corridor and into the larger room. He won't let the door close behind him though; he doesn't want to get separated from the others.
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They seem to be ready for you to depart peacefully, too.
The jackalwere at the door hands small objects to Lolly and Bedlam.
Each receives a golden tooth that eerily matches one that they lost long ago in some explosion, barfight, or corrupt dentist's office. If our adventurers decide to push the tooth into the empty socket, it magically sets itself in place and feels like it will work great for eating.
The jackal hands the instructions to Bedlam, who will read that this is a Somewhat Cursed Tooth of Escapism.
The Tooth of Escapism is a one-use object activated when the user chomps down with the intention to release the spell inside. The spell is Somewhat Cursed Create Mindscape (Permanent), targeting only the chomper. The mindscape is pre-set to have an extremely fast timescale. While inside, you can live the equivalent of years, lucidly dreaming as a god, creating whatever your imaginations could possibly desire. But there's the Somewhat Cursed part, too: the Tooth, unlike all other mindscapes, has no exit. When your physical body perishes, so will your consciousness in the mindscape--that said, even a dying body would experience the mindscape as lasting for many months, perhaps years. It'd be a heck of a stop on your way out of this world.
A blast of powerful Dispel Magic might possibly disable an active Tooth temporarily, too, so there's that. And there's a Mindscape Door spell, which would let someone visit you and leave again. But you'd be stuck.
Pretty much the most awesome magical drug, but one that is almost guaranteed to kill you in the end.
The jackal also tucks a bag of interesting herbs and mushrooms into Bedlam's nearest pocket. The alchemist assesses their dankness and estimates that they'd have a high street value in a city.
Then, the jackals shut the door.
Bedlam reaches into his beard, producing his emergency Snoop Dogg Would Be Frightened! and hands it to the jackal with a wink.
"Well..." Aurora clears her throat. "We certainly had a moment there, didn't we? Well! Everyone looks to be accounted for."
The cleric points to the southern door. "Onwards?"
Anzath grumbles under her breath as they walk away from the hyacinth house, something about stupid beatnik hippies needing jobs. She'd love to free them from their self imposed prison with a flick of her blade. But, not today it seems.
She moves in order to the southern door and gives it a thorough investigation.
We be need'n ta member dis place fer further studies.
With a serious looking face, Bedlam joins Anzath up front.
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You open the seemingly untrapped door. It isn't trapped.
You head south through a wide corridor lined with worked stone. You're out of the cave and in some kind of subterranean structure.
A few pieces of gold lie scattered on the floor.
Eventually, you reach another door.
Anzath scrutinizes the coins on the ground.
As well as the door.
One of the coins is a trap. Anzath scornfully points out the hidden crossbow portholes in the wall.
The door gives no trouble, but annoyingly, it opens to reveal two more doors, one to the east and one to the south.
Anzath looks them over.
The doors are untrapped.
Which way?
Bedlam walks in behind Anzath. The dwarf happily whistles.
Be gold on da durn floor, elf! Har! Har!
He picks them up....
Bedlam pays one damage for one GP.
The other five gold he gets for free.
Bedlam suspiciously bites each gold coin.
”I told you it vaz trapped. Be kareful not to bite your new tooth, dwarf."
Post from yesterday appears to have been eaten.
Anzath checked the door at the end of the hall and found no traps. Irritatingly, the door opens into a tiny room with... two doors inside. There's a door to the east and a door to the south. Which way?
"Vizard?"
"I can open it from a distance if we think there might be traps!" Terapin calls helpfully from the rear.
Tragershen will cast detect magic on both doors and examine them for any sort of material difference to them. All else being equal, he'll shrug and point to the left door.
The door to the WEST not east (my bad) is magical, but not trapped. The door to the south is apparently neither trapped nor magic.
"This portal appears to have a dweomer about it. Let's see what lies behind the one without first."
He gestures to the south door, giving Terapin a target for his magical opening.
Before opening, Anzath will listen at the door for sounds of life or unlife.
Anzath hears a faint sloshing of water.
Bedlam saddles up next to Anzath. The dwarf presses his face against the door.
Be sound'n like un hot tub party again ta me?
The Alchemist begins searching his pack for a swimsuit and waterwings.
So, anyone gonna open it?
Anzath draws kritfisher and a potion of Vanish, holding both at the ready. She nods to Terapin "Do your ding."
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His eyes roll back in his head, his lips forming words that no mortal can hear. The room seems to dim. Terapin waves his arms in patterns inscrutable and profane, draws ancient and unnatural power screaming from the ether to work his dark arts, and, unleashing riving forces of his sheer will rendered incarnate upon the unwary world, annihilates the door's seal with a devastating blast of the dread magic "Open".
Was that ephemeral sound the distant wailing of terrified angels? Terapin cares NOT.