Ruza still can't see to use her more powerful spells, so she concentrates and stares into space, while waiting to see if she can see.
Kaziya, blind, desperately rubs at her eyes in an attempt to regain her sight.
"I'd appreciate a warning if that awful thing is about to eat me."
She follows with a string of curses as her sight fails to return.
"Also, if that thing does eat me, I am going to haunt all of you. Forever."
More cursing.
Myst reloads his sling and fires at the creature again.
for Gotcha, squirt!
Rogar replies to Kaziya. Don't worry lass. If 'e wants to eat anyone, he'll have t' eat me first, and I fully intend on givin' him indigestion
Rogar looks around to see if he can get into position to bull rush the creature into the water, hoping to stop it blinding everyone. Failing to spot an adequate position he just smacks it as harad as he can with his hammer.
Missing again, he turns to Rhea. Step t'the side lass. Ah've got an idea.
Mystiel's sling bullet manages to connect. Despite flinching, the beast neither growls nor whimpers in pain. However, using the distraction Rhea is able to connect with a clean shot. But Rogar's hammer swing was a bit too slow to catch the rapidly recovering creature.
Blinding light continues to spill from its eyes.
Being in such close proximity to the light source, Rogar and Rhea finally succumb to the same blindness that plagues Kaziya and Ruza. Mystiel continues to be able to handle the blinding light. The creature continues to attack Rhea.
It's claws tear through the pant leg of her armor.
Everyone go!
Ruza will increase the intensity of her blank stare at the creature. Now when someone attacks it and deals damage, they deal one extra damage.
Ruza will draw her weapon and attack anything that touches her without announcing itself first.
Kaziya, having few options available to her while blind, adopts a ready stance and brandishes her claws.
Rhea swings wildly I can't see a thing!
Seeing that the rest of the party has been blinded, Myst abandons the party to be eaten whilst he escapes to the surface.
Myst draws his sling and fires another bullet at the frog.
Mystiel's bullet hits its mark again. The creature remains silent through the injury.
AAARGH. I CANNAE SEE A THING!
Rogar shouts in panic as he waves his hammer wildly in the direction he remembers the thing being in.
Rogar's flailing only hits empty air.
Mystiel is finally blinded by the creature's light. Meanwhile, it continues to assault Rhea.
Rhea falls unconscious from blood loss.
Ruza cries out, "can anyone still see?"
Upon getting a yes answer, Ruza will try to move to her ally and use a trick to protect them from harmful bright light.
If no one can see, she'll use it upon herself to protect her from the light.
Hearing Rhea go down, Rogar continues his efforts.
Why don't ye pick on someone yer own size?! he roars, still thrashing about with the hammer.
Rogar's again misses with his swing.
Can I estimate how long we'll be blinded for with a heal check?
Seeing that the rest of the party has been blinded, Myst abandons the party to be eaten whilst he escapes to the surface.Myst draws his sling and fires another bullet at the frog.
[dice=attack roll]1d20+6
[dice=damage roll]1d4+1
Mystiel, and Kaziya still need to go.
Myst curses as his eyes fail to adjust to the surge of light. He desperately tries to calm himself and recall where he last saw the creature, and pelts another sling bullet in that direction.
The creature charges past Rogar to attack Mystiel.
Rogar flails wildly, trying to catch it as the beast charges past.
Mystiel feels a set of fangs latch onto his sling arm.
"It's over here!" Myst yells as he reaches for his last resort - a sharpened wooden stake tucked into his belt - and stabs at the creature latched onto his arm.
Mystiel feels his stale penetrate something fleshy. At first, he feels the beast lurch and shake, but it's movement stops quickly.
Rhea make two Fort saves to stabilize. The first one is DC 11. If you pass, you don't have to make a second. If you fail, the second DC is 12.
Fortsies
Ruza stops singing when she doesn't hear anymore battle. Looking around she says, "Is anyone alive?"
Myst heaves a sigh of relief as he feels the monster stop moving.
"Well, I think I killed it, somehow. Moral of the story, always carry a pointy stick."
Ah. Pointy sticks. Tha's where I'm going wrong.
Rogar feels around in the general direction he expects Rhea to be in. Finding her, he puts his ear to her face and listens for a second.
I'm alive. Rhea's out cold, but she's breathin'... Any idea how we bring her round without... well, without our cleric?
Myst sighs.
"If I could see, I could try to treat some of her wounds, but that depends on how long it takes us to regain our sight. We also need to remember that we need to return to the surface before the water-breathing spell wears off, so we can't wait around for too long..."
"I've got academy medical training, as well, even if I don't have the fancy honorific. Even working together, though, we'll have trouble doing much for her without the proper tools."
Mystic cannot tell how long the blindness will last without knowing what it is that blinded you. Rhea is stable at -1 hp, so treatment isn't life or death at the moment.
"Even without the proper tools, we should be able to bring her back to consciousness at least. I saw the extent of her wounds when she was knocked unconscious. It looked bad, but not so severe that we can't bring her to a state where she can call on her deity to handle the rest."
"But first we'll need to be able to see. I propose we wait here till our vision clears. If nothing else, wandering about whilst we're all blinded is far too dangerous. Once we regain our vision, Kaziya and I will see about resuscitating Rhea. Then we'll see about what to do next."
Ruza nods and then remembers that no one can see her. "I have to agree. We need to deal with this problem first, then worry about returning after we have completed our mission... If we find a way that doesn't involve going through that water again, i would be happy."
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Ah'd suggest we stand close t'eachother and be all silent like. Least that way we'll her our deaths comin'