For his vantage at the water, Sverrir stands scowling and awaiting news;
Ain't one for gettin' wet! Liquids on the inside I say!
Markus can't breath underwater, as such he fights off some natural panic and tries to return to the others.
The monk should survive a bit with his specialized training.
Markus withdraw and heads to warn the others.
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The octopus envelopes Issac in its deadly embrace. It's vicious beak tears into his flesh which begins to burn as poison floods his veins.
XP 4,800
N Large animal (aquatic)
Init +6; Senses low-light vision; Perception +8
DEFENSE
AC 18, touch 11, flat-footed 16 (+2 Dex, +7 natural, –1 size)
hp 8790
Fort +11, Ref +12, Will +7
Defensive Abilities ink cloud (30-foot-radius sphere)
OFFENSE
Speed 20 ft., swim 30 ft., jet 200 ft.
Melee bite +13 (1d8+5 plus poison), 8 tentacles +11 (1d4+2 plus grab)
Space 10 ft.; Reach 10 ft. (20 ft. with tentacle)
Special Attack constrict (tentacle, 1d4+2)
STATISTICS
Str 20, Dex 15, Con 17, Int 2, Wis 12, Cha 3
Base Atk +9; CMB +15 (+19 grapple); CMD 27
If you are underwater, either because you failed a Swim check or because you are swimming underwater intentionally, you must hold your breath. You can hold your breath for a number of rounds equal to twice your Constitution score, but only if you do nothing other than take move actions or free actions. If you take a standard action or a full-round action (such as making an attack), the remainder of the duration for which you can hold your breath is reduced by 1 round. (Effectively, a character in combat can hold his breath only half as long as normal.) After that period of time, you must make a DC 10 Constitution check every round to continue holding your breath. Each round, the DC for that check increases by 1. If you fail the Constitution check, you begin to drown. The DC for the Swim check depends on the water, as given on the table below.
Monstrous octopus, he doesn't stand a chance... piercing weapons best underwater!
Markus, moves back into the watery depths...
Sverrir looks on incredulously as first Markus surfaces, then dives into the murky depths, before Lucid joins him in a magicked bubble.
The cantankerous dwarf spits and gnashes his teeth as the halfling disappears from view;
"Arrrgghhh! Impetuous hobniz!"
Then with a shrug and a mad twinkle he grins to himself...
"Ah well... Who wants to live for ever! DIVE!!!!"
... takes a deep breath and jumps in
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5 Rounds in he'll have swum 30ft. and have 28 rounds of breath remaining...
"Holy... Ow!" Aerin said in shock as he felt the cracking of his bones. He pushed up his sleeve and looked at the big red rings appearing on his arms. "We got trouble..."
Then Markus's head popped up and warned them what was going on.
"Dammit..." Gritting his teeth, Aerin jumped into the water.
He wasn't the greatest swimmer to begin with, and he'd never tried to swim fully clothed and carrying a satchel. It didn't go well.
The little rainbow-colored dragon, on the other hand, swam like a fish. She zipped through the water, vanishing as she went, her natural magical camouflage rendering her invisible.
Once she had a clear sight of what was going on her mental voice came back to Aerin.
Well that thing's ugly...
Issac continues to have trouble trying to escape the clutches of the octopus. He tries to remain calm and hopes his companions have better success.
The octopus continues to hold onto Issac, biting him and injecting more vile poison.
XP 4,800
N Large animal (aquatic)
Init +6; Senses low-light vision; Perception +8
DEFENSE
AC 18, touch 11, flat-footed 16 (+2 Dex, +7 natural, –1 size)
hp 8790
Fort +11, Ref +12, Will +7
Defensive Abilities ink cloud (30-foot-radius sphere)
OFFENSE
Speed 20 ft., swim 30 ft., jet 200 ft.
Melee bite +13 (1d8+5 plus poison), 8 tentacles +11 (1d4+2 plus grab)
Space 10 ft.; Reach 10 ft. (20 ft. with tentacle)
Special Attack constrict (tentacle, 1d4+2)
STATISTICS
Str 20, Dex 15, Con 17, Int 2, Wis 12, Cha 3
Base Atk +9; CMB +15 (+19 grapple); CMD 27
Sverrir sinks to the bottom, lungs full of air. Through the murk and silt he makes slow progress until his eyes notice the blurry shapes of the others and something far larger...
The dwur plows toward the massive creature, mattock readied...
... then swing at the beast, testing its mettle and his own lungs!
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Aerin ignored the bruising of his arms and chest and the strange, dull burning sensation through his body. It was only an echo of what Issac was experiencing. Erin needed to buy him some time while the others get to work.
He trudged forward on the floor of the pool, pushing through the water and reached out to touch Issac.
The little invisible dragon worked magic of it's own, conjuring a slippery grease that spread over Issac's body.
Issac begins to feel his strength and his life fade but he suddenly feels his wounds from the octopus bite heal as well as his crushed ribs. He realizes that this is only a temporary reprieve as he is still in the octopus' strong grip.
Both Lucid and Sverrir's attacks seem to cause the creature great pain, but it doesn't seem motivated to let go of its meal just yet.
The octopus lets loose a billowing cloud of ink that completely envelopes it and Issac. [ooc]It has concealment
XP 4,800
N Large animal (aquatic)
Init +6; Senses low-light vision; Perception +8
DEFENSE
AC 18, touch 11, flat-footed 16 (+2 Dex, +7 natural, –1 size)
hp 59/90
Fort +11, Ref +12, Will +7
Defensive Abilities ink cloud (30-foot-radius sphere)
OFFENSE
Speed 20 ft., swim 30 ft., jet 200 ft.
Melee bite +13 (1d8+5 plus poison), 8 tentacles +11 (1d4+2 plus grab)
Space 10 ft.; Reach 10 ft. (20 ft. with tentacle)
Special Attack constrict (tentacle, 1d4+2)
STATISTICS
Str 20, Dex 15, Con 17, Int 2, Wis 12, Cha 3
Base Atk +9; CMB +15 (+19 grapple); CMD 27
Lungs still full of air, but blood sadly lacking in alchohol, the dwur berserker swings at the inky cloud with increased desperation and vigour;
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Markus notes to himself... piercing weapon.
He moves and attacks.
Positions and attacks.
Issac tries to maneuver out of the octopus' clutches.
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Unable to see the enemy any more Lucid bravely pulls his wand of Magic Missile as he kicks out trying to swim into the ink. Alas his legs are not made for swimming and he fails to propel himself at all. Slightly embarrassed he floats there, a bubble of air around his head, and readies to missile the octopus should it present itself.
Without much of an ability to target anyting through the cloud, Aerin backed up and healed himself
Nyx did nothing, waiting for an opening and remaining invisibly hidden.
Issac escapes, and the octopus, the hunger beaten out of it, jets away and beyond your sight.
Bobbing to the surface, you see the top of a stone pillar breaching the surface. In the center a large metal wheel juts out. A wooden pier connects the pillar to a landing with a door in it. A metal ladder is affixed to the pillar making it easy climb out of the water.
Nyx jetted around int he water, scouting the area invisibly. When she spotted the ladder she lit it up with Dancing Lights and cast Ghost Sound below the water, a heavy, low tone that traveled well through the water and drew the attention of the group, ushering those who did not swim well toward the lit-up ladder.
By the time they got to it, the intrepid little dragon had tied a rope to the bottom rung to make it easier to pull to the surface.
Aerin was an abysmal swimmer, but somehow he managed to get his head above water and flail his way toward the ladder. Once he reached the bottom rung he looked around for anyone who was struggling in the water.
Their foe seen off, Sverrir makes for the surface;
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Lucid, still breathing in his air bubble uses his dancing lights to scan the bottom as he casts Detect magic and searches for a few rounds.
After about three rounds of searching he begins to swim. But with his first failure he simply dimensionally shifts a couple times to be up on the platform where he examines the wheel.
The monk, in a weaken state, eventually makes his way up above the surface of the water. He grabs the metal ladder and spend some time bobbing in the water trying to catch his breath. "Feel so we weak."
"Out of the water, let me take a look." Aerin said.
The little dragon grabbed the end of the rope that was tied to the ladder and jetted back to Isaac, tying it quickly around his leg.
Nyx even tried her bast to pull on the rope, but she wasn't very strong.
Erin started hauling not he rope as soon as Nyx had it set.
In a few moments Issac was at the ladder and being hauled out.
"You don't get to drown today." Aerin said angrily.
A sodden Sverrir assists Aerin pull Issac to dry land.
"Soaking outwith when it should be inner. Feh..."
The dwur offers his flask of fiery spirit to at least warm the bones of any who want a drop...
A soaked and battered dwur nods in agreement;
"Aye frienn Lucid. Lick our wounds, lubricate our throats and gird our loins! Har!"
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