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Highly-trained combatant that she is, Kali tosses her javelin with the expectation in mind that her foe will remain mobile and aware. The thing disappoints severely, however, and consequently makes an utter mockery of what should have been an impressive attack, and the missile purchases itself in the wall with an audible *bdd-tdtdt*.
Kali hucks a weapon of her own, to no avail.
Round V - bold may act!
1. Khakil, Skybek (50/57hp), Quarr
2. Fishenstein (52 dmg, [2.8])
3. Kali (17/34hp), Cott (29/48hp)
Quarr throws another explosive at the creature--and unfortunately, does so while within reach of its long limbs.
HIT
Nevertheless, the explosion blows apart a great deal of important sewn body parts, and the creature looks nearly spent. Still, it tries to knock the gnomish chemist out--but he avoids a second blow with a well-timed duck.
MISS
Round V - bold may act!
1. Khakil, Skybek (50/57hp), Quarr (23/39hp)
2. Fishenstein (73 dmg, [3.3])
3. Kali (17/34hp), Cott (29/48hp)
Cott's thrown flame is again ineffective, and Jenny's single talon that gets through doesn't seem to damage the creature. Kali's javelin has even less effect. Skybek's axe does make a minor dent, though the fishenstein hasn't yet fallen.
Round VI - bold may act!
1. Khakil, Skybek (50/57hp), Quarr (23/39hp)
2. Fishenstein (76 dmg, [4.4])
3. Kali (17/34hp), Cott (29/48hp)
The bolt skids off a particularly scaly patch of... something...
Round VI - bold may act!
1. Khakil, Skybek (50/57hp), Quarr (23/39hp)
2. Fishenstein (76 dmg, [4.4])
3. Kali (17/34hp), Cott (29/48hp)
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ROUND VI
Letting his wand slip out of his fingers, Khakil switches tactics and pulls out his shortbow. With a quick pluck of the string, he fires an arrow.
Too flustered to find words to perform or cast, the bard ends his performance, but his allies still maintain their added courage.
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Khakil's arrow slides off the thing too with nary a scratch. With Quarr out of reach, it reverts to Skybek.
HIT
Round VI - bold may act!
1. Khakil, Skybek (40/57hp), Quarr (23/39hp)
2. Fishenstein (76 dmg, [4.3])
3. Kali (17/34hp), Cott (29/48hp)
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ROUND VII
Aiming once more at the furthest part of the creature, Khakil let's loose another shot.
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Jenny and Skybek put a few more scratches into the creature before Quarr lodges a bomb in one of its open wounds. The subsequent explosion the blows the whole fishenstein apart, sending variously decayed body parts smacking into chairs, walls, and suits of armor with a sound not unlike a cartload of fish being dumped down a spiral staircase.
Out of initiative!
Status:
Cott (29/48hp)
Kali (25/34hp)
Khakil (fine)
Skybek (40/57hp)
Quarr (23/39hp)
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Khakil conjures a fish bowl with Prestidigitation and plops in the creature's head. He proceeds to hock a loogie on top of it.
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Cott nods at Skybek and Quarr.
"Well done fellas. The rest of us were near powerless to put a dent in that thing."
Cott withdraws his wand of CLW and gives himself four jabs with it then reinserts it into his spring loaded wrist sheath.
"If any of the rest of you need tending to, let's have your wands and I'll see it done. "
Then he joins Kali in searching the room and remaining bits of fleshthing.
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Khakil picks his wand off the ground and waves it at Kali, with movement not unlike a conductor with a baton.
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Skybek also takes out his wand of cure light wounds and begins activating it to heal up his own wounds.
Skybek helps search the room for anything of interest or note.
After his quick but thorough search, he remarks, "Well mae friends. Ahh didnae care tae much fer that fleshy beastie. Ahh wonder what else Temel has planned fer us. Lead us on mae friends."
Status:
Cott (full)
Kali (30/34hp)
Khakil (full)
Skybek (56/57hp)
Quarr (full)
The room doesn't contain anything of particular interest other than the expensive tablecloth, gleaming suits of armor, gold and silver place settings, and massive oil paintings. A pair of double doors leads south; two smaller ones lead off to the northeast and northwest.
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Figuring one direction is as good as another, Cott heads to the door to the north west, and listens for any sounds coming from the far side, then careful inspects it for traps.
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Cott thinks it's safe, and Skybek opens the door.
The walls of the next room are lined with shelving that holds bedding and table linens, a few spare high backed chairs, small tables and a long dresser, cleaning supplies, and other standby items. A pair of extra curtains in need of repair hang on the south wall in the west quadrant of the storage room.
Neither Cott nor Skybek find anything of interest in the northwestern room aside from cleaning supplies and other such items; neither Kali nor Khakil hear anything from behind their respective doors.
A quick perusal of this space reveals it to be an elaborate kitchen outfitted for the preparation of sumptuous gourmet meals. Stone countertops and oak cupboards line the walls, and three iron stoves run down the center of the room. The place is thoroughly stocked with pots and pans, cutlery of the finest quality, and implements whose purpose can only be guessed at by those without vast culinary experience. Various barrels, jars, and other containers around the expansive workspace hold foodstuffs, though not in particularly great abundance--likely because Passad is not planning a visit anytime soon.
There is a large (10 foot square) trap door in the northeast corner that is secured by a sturdy padlock.
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Not finding anything of interest in his room, the druid meanders back through the dining room, and to the kitchen where he watches Quarr work on the lock.
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Quarr pops open the lock and opens the trap door.
As Quarr pulls open the door, there's a slight popping noise followed by a low hiss as the room fills with fumes. A noxious green cloud wafts up through the opened door. Most of the party manages to hold their lunches; Kali vomits hers all over the tile floor. The sensation of nausea passes after just a few unpleasant moments. Interestingly, the blast of the cloud seems to have been primarily directed downward, into whatever is below the trap door. This makes a little more sense when the sounds of intense coughing, sputtering, and vomiting can be heard from below.
A peek down the hole reveals an extensive wine cellar. In the center of the cellar is a blindfolded and gagged man tied to a chair, wearing a fine silken kimono of a decidedly feminine cut and patterned with lilies.
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"Ooohhhh, this guy looks like he knows how to have a good time!" Khakil goes through the door and ungags the man.
"Ahoy-hoy! What kind of party do you got going on on here, huh?" he asks the man.
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