Gregory continues to try and get the fungus to stop screaming.
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Gregory's assault nearly tears the poor fungus apart.
It tentatively tries to bite him...
...chomping down on some of his exoskeleton, even as its wounds heal slightly.
This food doesn't taste good... but there is something inside that smells *really* good!
Round 3: Gregory(-7), Cerebric Fungus(-26)
"I am not your dinner!"
Gregory tries to finish off the fungus.
Gregory punches the fungus a few more times, just to be on the safe side, then turns his attention to the rest of the room.
"Huh. I guess that I will have to ask Sanvil about these."
He then continues on through the doors on the other side of the room, continuing to follow the blood trail.
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Beyond the double doors is a 40' long corridor, terminating in another set of double doors (south). About 20' down the corridor, another corridor peels off to the right(east), continuing for 20' before terminating in a pair of double doors. However, two single doors exit the corridor 10' down it, one on either side.
Meanwhile, the blood trail goes through a different set of double doors on the left (west) of the original corridor.
Gregory continues to follow the blood trail.
That is a lot of blood... possibly too much to be compatible with life...
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Metal desks sit to the north and south of this long room, yet the most distinctive features a re a pair of odd, bed-like tables flanked by curving panels of blinking, pulsing lights. Moving armatures of metal extend out over the beds, each outfitted with glowing panes of glass and strangely glowing tools. The chamber reeks of blood, with great crimson stains splashed across the device, beds, and floor.
Of more immediate concern, however, is the white-painted Hexapodal robot which turns to greet Gregory as he enters the room; it stands on four powerful legs, and its two arms end in five-fingered each, each main digit of which terminates in a sharp, needle-like proboscis which weeps blue fluid.
It speaks in a calming tone in a complete alien tongue, then moves forward menacingly.
Round 1: Gregory, MD
Right. A basic medical drone. I'll need to try and avoid being hit. The absence of bodies does not bode well, especially when you take into account the disturbing array of cutting implements in here...
Gregory pounces forward!
Gregory attempts to finish the robot off.
"I wonder where the bodies went...?"
With a sigh of frustration, Gregory goes back out into the main corridor, and tries the single door to the south.
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Four narrow stalls (each containing a strange chair-like object, with an opening in the middle of the seat down into a bowl of water) take up the south portion of this room, their doors and partitions not quite reaching the tiled floor or ceiling above. A fifth door stands to the west, while a strange metal basin protrudes from the wall immediately to the east of the entrance.
"Fascinating!"
Gregory plays around with the toilets and the hand basin for a while, before losing interest, and taking a look at the single door to the north.
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Two circular metal tables and several chairs fill the bulk of this room. Metal cabinets sit against the walls, while to the north stands a large machine with glowing panels on its surface. The air in this room feels unusually warm.
A thorough search of the cabinets turns up 120 tubes of paste, which turn out to be edible.
"Ah! Goo tubes! These will be worth a few gold back in town."
Crating up the tubes, Gregory heads through the other single door that exits this room.
With a shrug, Gregory goes through the double doors directly opposite him.
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This sprawling chamber contains many desks, tables, and chairs arrayed before a number of broken pieces of equipment and machinery. The dried residue of liquids spilled from smashed containers creates a heavy stench in the air, and pieces of glass litter the floor.
Of more immediate concern, however, are two roiling balls of protoplasm the size of cats, which slide across the floor on sticky cilia towards Gregory!
Round 1: Gregory, BB
"Boilborn. Charming. I always wanted to be covered in pus," Gregory quips sarcastically.
He then (reluctantly) pounces forward.
Ouch. I may need to get a doctor to look at that...
Gregory slashes away at the remaining ooze.
Gregory attempts to finish off the remaining ooze.
"Ha! Dodged it!"
Gregory's jubilation turns to a grown of frustration when his search of the room does not turn up anything useful.
Shaking his head in disgust, he goes back out into the corridor, and through the double doors to the south.
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This unlit circular room (with double doors at each of the compass points) is empty save for a panel of controls on the wall to the northwest. A coil of tubes dangling from the left side of the panel periodically flashes with sparks, while a single square window on the panel blinks with several lines of strange writing.
In total, there are five lines of text - from the top, the 1st, 3rd, and 4th lines glow a light blue; the 2nd line glows a dark blue; and the 5th (bottom) line flashes red.
Gregory is easily able to determine that whilst the floor is solid, the roof of this chamber appears to be hollow.
Moreover, an examination of the sparking tube reveals that a coupling link that once attached the device to the panel has torn free-even a cursory examination of the sparking tip of the broken cord reveals that such a repair could easily be made at a forge.
However, whilst the cord is still electrified, removing the coupling link runs the risk of electrifying the removalist.
"Interesting..."
Gregory does his best to remove the coupling link.
Gregory gives a grunt of satisfaction, and after carefully packing away the coupling link, heads through the doors to the south.
Gregory decides to head through the single door to the south.
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The air in this room is unusually warm and moist, with a thin, pale vapor of mist clinging to the ceiling, causing the lighted panels to diffuse and become muted. Condensation runs down the walls along with a riot of unusual brown and dull green vegetation. The moist, thick-stemmed plants and vines grow out of long earth-filled troughs along the wall, while a tall column of plant matter extends like a tree trunk from a circular planter in the middle of the room to spread a network of vines across the
mist-shrouded ceiling. A low humming sound fills the air.
Of more immediate concern, however, are the five short, thin, and green spear-wielding humanoids, tendrils of fungus dangling from their arms, midsections, and legs. who turn in indignant rage at Gregory's intrusion, and silently scream at him!
Round 1: Gregory, V
"Vegepygmies. How quaint."
Gregory pounces forward!
Gregory snorts in derision, and attempts to turn more of the vegepygmies into salad.
Not willing to let any of the little monsters escape, Gregory chases it down.
Interesting... but not, inherently, salvageable.
Gregory continues on through the single door to the west.
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The stench of mold and decay fills this open, dark chamber, no doubt created by the thick blanket of fungal matter coating the floor. Several chairs sit before work tables containing unusual tools and equipment, while a row of doors line the curved southern wall, opening into small chambers that each contain a corpse, that appears to have had its chest and abdomen explode.
As he moves into the room, Gregory comes to a sudden halt, as he spots the quivering plant.
"What the heck is that...?"
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Gregory is able to identify the plant as a Weedwhip a (barely) mobile carnivorous plant, which attacks with poisoned tendrils that nauseate its prey, and secretes a poisonous resin when damaged .
Suddenly, the plant lashes out at Gregory with three extremely long tendrils!
However, they beat ineffectively on Gregory's metallic hide.
Round 1: Weedwhip, Gregory
"My turn!"
Gregory pounces on the plant, intending to bludgeon it into submission.
Gregory ignores the poison, and attempts to finish the plant off.
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Gregory pummels the plant into pulp.
A thorough search of the room reveals that the bodies are the mortal remains of the 'Brigh Expedition', and turns up the following:
4 Silver holy symbols; three MW light hammers; a suit of MW chainmail; a ring (magical); three potions (identical auras); and gp.
Gregory shrugs.
"I guess that I will have to get someone back in town to Identify them."
He then heads out of the room through the double doors to the north.
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These doors lead to a curving corridor that extends for 15', before ending in double doors (which open out onto the main hallway from before).
A single door to the east of the doors Gregory just entered by leads back into the oddly-shaped hallway, where a single door to the northeast, and the double doors to the south remain to be explored beyond.