Sari be sure to get that returning dagger after you finish her off, be a good weapon for you when your out of missles. Cha getting my dagger might have to wait, there is something in the room with the funky liquid you might have to get down here to help us. I'm down to I think 5 HP so I'll need some healing soon.
I move to 23,12 and take a swack at the big ugly thing. I have a 7+7+1( if it is a goblin) =15. Not sure if that hits. In an effort to not hold the game up any longer, here is my damage just in case. 6+4=10
I also yell to my peeps to get there behinds in here.
On my turn, I'll take a double move to get to the action. I'm trying to get close to Yod.
Eberk charges up the steps, axe swinging in a mighty arc that buries into one of the monster's many shoulders. One of the vestigial arms goes dead and hangs grotesquely down the monster's back. It howls in pain.
I'll take a double move to 20,12 and pull out the morningstar
It swings wildly at Eberk with a hefty looking longsword. Perhaps it's drunk from the gloop it just consumed, but it leaves its grotesque abdomen open to attack.
It swings wildly at Eberk with a hefty looking longsword. Perhaps it's drunk from the gloop it just consumed, but it leaves its grotesque abdomen open to attack.
d20 17+6=23, d8 5+7=12 b/p.
I was so suprised by his ugly belly that I fumbled. (1)
The monstrosity continues its turn, oblivious to the danger that just passed. Its ax-blow whistles past Eberk's ear, but the darting dagger lands a blow along the dwarf's scalp.
"KORUVUS KILL!" it bellows. Its breath smells like burning garbage.
Ah Koruvus so this is where you've been hiding, I wonder who else is down here???
Sari stands over the beast that was once a beautiful quasit...and stabs her short spear into its body, again and again, until she is certain that Bit@h won't be getting up again!
I attack the goblin guy again.
Attack is 16+7+1= enough
Damage is 9+4=13
"Ouch! That's gonna leave a mark, but then who's gonna notice a scar on that thing. Great job, Sari."
Eberk's launches a fearsome ax-blow into the monster's torso, causing it to hunch over the lodged weapon. It bellows in agony as the heavy blade tears free, spilling the thing's black, polluted blood down the steps in a torrent. It looks up at the dwarf in complete derangement. Its hate is probably the only thing keeping it standing.
Time to finish the job take a 5' to 21,13 and attack
d20 = 1
Reflex save d20 15+6=21
Somebody anybody! come get this thing before it notices me!!
Cha you're due for a kill
Don't look at it, just slice it man!!
"Take that freak!"
Cha pushes his way into the combat and spits the bellowing monster on his scimitar. It falls to the ground in a heap of mishapen flesh.
The four of you (five counting Ishah) stand in stunned silence. Dead monsters lie all over the place in various states of fatal disrepair. No other sounds can be heard in the room but your labored breaths.
"Sorry Yod, that's all I've got." I give him one of my CLW potions. "Hang on to this in case we run into trouble. Let's investigate this area, search the bodies and then head back to town. I think we're done exploring for the day. Sari and I are both out of spell points and everyone is wounded."
I move to retrieve the dagger and then I'll start exploring the upper platform after that.
Cha retrieves the dagger that Yod threw. It's lying next to the orange well. The glow is almost imperceptible now, though the liquid still gives off an unnatural cold that seeps into your bones. The room has two closed doors, one to either side of the double doors you entered by. There are the same spiky runes along the walls that ring the well.
The well at the foot of the platform is perfectly circular, and the water seems to be natural if somewhat slimy. The skulls impaled in a ring look to be human skulls. The quasit's mutilated body lies between the foot of the platform and the well.
Sari looks at the carnage she has created, and is suddenly weary. She searches around her for, well, stuff.
The group pores over every detail of the two rooms. The runes are really all over the place. Certain runes appear over and over again, and you can take rubbings of these if you like. In terms of items found, there are the three weapons that Koruvus wielded (silver dagger, handaxe and longsword). Though they are encrusted in the gore-of-ages, the latter two weapons look like some care and craftsmanship went into their fashioning.
The quasit was wearing a tiny silver tiara, and carrying a tiny little knife that you've now seen and felt in action. She also has a little piece of obsidian around her neck shaped into a stylized jackal's face. This motif also appears on the walls, leading you to believe that it might be a holy symbol of Lamashtu. She was also wearing a black silk gown, but it is rent and bloodied.
There's also the two doors in the well room.
Well I don't think we've been down here very long and we haven't gone very far I've got 3 days dungeon rations in my pack, so we could camp out for a rest period if thats ok with everyone. I do want to try out that returning dagger see how much damage I can do with it and find out its range. Also I want to go get the Ransuer before we leave.
Do you have anything left to cast detect magic on any of this stuff?
Updated list
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Dead:
Brathazmus
Tsuto
Freaks 5
Unamed Quasit 1
Koruvus
Not dead yet:
Nualia
Ripnugget
Malfeshnekor
Lamashtu
"Poison's coursing through my veins...argggghhh! Don't think I'll be hanging around this place much longer unless this stops."
"I, personally, would rather rest topside. I know that allows more beasties in, but I'm beat and I know a nice bed isn't too far away."
"Sounds like a plan...I might need to see the good father if this doesn't let up."
I pull out my trusty Crayolas, and start coloring.
I'll pose next to the statue and look concerned
Sorry guys. If I wasn't working my ass off, I was busy not sleeping or possibly getting drunk. We're off to Appalachia for a week of vacation tomorrow morning, so don't expect to see any updates until I get back here. They may have hotspots in Horseshoe Beach, but I know they don't have them where we're going.
And yes, there's definitely some lag-induced crankiness going on right about now.
Sari is able to take rubbings of the glyphs and make a quick sketch of the statue. The group limps its way back up the dark tunnel, emerging in the cellar of the Glassworks building. The guards stationed there gather around as you come up the stairs, eager to hear the tale.
You've been gone several hours. It's early afternoon on the outside. It seems it's been raining on and off since you descended this morning. Distant thunder warns of more of the same.
Incidentally, I've posted some admin questions here to kick off the leveling process.
"Keep up the watch. Any sign of something moving down there and bar the door. Don't engage it. We'll be back in the morning to see if we can get any further. Let's get to the Mayor's office and gather up a council meeting. I think we need to bring Quink to the meeting this time...maybe Father Zantus as well if this poison doesn't stop."
You make your way through the sodden streets to mayor's offices. Someone runs to gather Zantus and Brodert Quink while others of the staff try to help you wipe away some of the gore from your little underground foray. Zantus enters during this and examines the various wounds. He mutters Desna's blessings to alleviate your suffering.
The Father examines Cha's swollen scratches where the quasit's nails burrowed into his thigh. "The infection here is passing," he says as he bathes the wounds in water from a flask. "Your body has already defeated the poison, though without my help you may take days to fully recover from the strain of it. After this little talk with the mayor, you must come back to the chapel where I can properly say a prayer of restoration."
You all are escorted into Mayor Deverin's office. She seems a little out-of-sorts, like maybe she's been up all night. Her attire definitely looks like it might be yesterday's clothes. By her elbow is a half-drunk glass of some thick brown liquid. Hegred stands to the side of her desk and grins at the group as you enter. There are seats for all who want them.
You are shortly joined by Brodert Quink, leaning heavily on his cane and peering at you through thick reading glasses. "Well," the old man intones, "so I see our stalwart pair is back from their demon hunt?"
He nods his head in deference to the women in the room, then goes on. "Did you find your little quasit? Persistent little buggers by my reading. Happy to have never made their acquaintance."