As Seamus tries to throw his snowball, it opens its gaping maw and tries to bite him.
Seamus takes the opportunity to hurl the snowball right into its mouth and it shudders and collapses to the ground in a motionless heap.
Vincent then steps up and finishes the job,slicing it into little bits and splattering the blood it sucked out of Leonard all over the party.
The party searches the room but finds nothing of value. Vincent checks the door and find that it is neither locked nor trapped but everyone hears the sound of squeaking in the next room.
Vincent grunts, "Nice shooting." and proceeds to heal Leonard with the wand.
Do we still have that restoration wand?"
Howard hands over the wand of lesser restoration with 4 charges in it to Vincent.
Leonard sits up, looking around with a confused expression on his face. Did I go out? Oh dear...I did, didn't I? He stands up slowly, head swimming slightly, as the wand is used again and again. My vision clears, thank you.
Dusting himself off, Leonard closes his shirt, finding that it is now substantially shredded, revealing fine silvery metal beneath. Going to need to fix that tomorrow. No need to worry today, it'll just fall apart again. He taps himself with his sword twice, then rests it easily against his shoulder. Awake again, I told you you wouldn't die here. I was never worried, I have friends now. Leonard looks around at the others, almost sad.
He quickly busies himself, cleaning off with Prestidigitation. That squeaking is unsettling, guess we better shut it up. Leonard casts shield.
Vincent looks at his blood covered body and looks pointedly at Leonard and his cleaned clothing, then back to his own.
He nods at Leonard, tossing back a few herbs that turn his skin a darker color, then opens the door for Leonard.
Vincent opens the door, while Leonard taps himself with his wand of shield, uttering, "Tegere" as a red force field surrounds him.
This corridor connects all the rooms of the upper floor. The only two windows have been shuttered and nailed shut, leaving the space dark. A marble washbasin here is fed by the rainwater cistern in the attic, and pours greenish but potable water. The main drainage pipe of the manor runs under the washbasin between the first and second floors. As the party steps on the floorboards, the sound of squeaking intensifies as a swarm of rats emerge from the floorboards to attack the party.
Vincent knows all about rat swarms, which he tells the party. He notes that the rats look mutated.
Vincent looks deeply offended as Leonard gets his clothes both cleaned and repaired. He shakes the blood off his sickle, sending flecks of blood everywhere before smiling thinly, "Yes, let's."
Seamus, I'm aware of the mending spell, but we don't want to stop and cast mending every time my shirt gets a little torn. Don't worry, we'll fix it later.
Shaking his head, Leonard wipes off his face before opening the door.
Just rats, no need to worry so long as we keep our distance. Leonard's left hand is faintly red in the darkness, but his sword stays dark and unlit.
Leonard stabs the rat swarm twice but it seems his weapon does not seem to be fully effective.
The swarm moves onto the party.
Leonard manages to skewer more rats, and not very many get on the party.
The remaining rats swarm over the party biting and clawing at them. Leonard's bone protects him from the swarm.
Vincent is revolted by the rats swarming all over him.
Leonard and Vincent hear the sound of invisibility being cast somewhere to the south.
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His bone scraping the rats off, Leonard has no trouble casting brand and attacking again. Unfortunately, he's not used to fighting opponents this small and this close to him, and he doesn't do much.
Vincent gets the heck out of there while puking his breakfast out.
Leonard and Seamus do not manage to club or stab any rats and the rats stay on them. Leonard's bone helps defend him but he still gets bit.
Both Seamus and Leonard manage to contain their revulsion at being bitten and clawed at by rats.
Leonard continues to try to stab the rats, brushing them off with his red left hand and swinging about with his sword.
Seamus manages to get rid of the last of the rats, after swinging wildly with his morningstar.
Vincent checks the door and finds it neither locked nor trapped. No one hears any noise from behind the door.
Vincent checks the door and finds it neither locked nor trapped. Vincent and Howard hear whispers, ”I heard something in the hall way. You take left, and I take right. When they come in, we’ll ambush them.”
Vincent checks the door to find it neither locked nor trapped. He hears the faint sound of breathing inside the room.
Vincent checks the door and finds it neither locked nor trapped. No one hears any noise from behind the door.
Vincent checks the door and finds it neither locked nor trapped. No one hears any noise from behind the door.
Leonard stays near the back, waiting for Vincent to report. What if we just use something to lock the door shut? We can deal with the breathing without having to worry about getting hit from behind, and could even just leave them in there. He thinks for a moment about the gear he's carrying, then looks around for something heavy.
I heard someone casting invisibility a moment ago. I suggest we toss flour or chalk in before charging forward. Or we could just wait five minutes, though I don't like that plan. Anyone prepare glitterdust?
A strong smell of vinegar hangs in the air of this simple, but well-appointed, bedroom.
However what is in the room is instead a murder scene. On the two beds, are a decapitated corpse and the chopped off lower torso of a woman.
There is a writing desk, and cabinets, the room holds a wooden vat of vinegar.
He recognizes both bodies as the separated parts of two undead creatures.
As Howard raises his dagger to dismember them, Leonard is suddenly assailed by a pale face framed by glossy black hair in the air, trailing viscera from the ragged stump of its neck like a grisly tail which seems to swish from side to side in the air. The viscera reaches out to Leonard to hold him fast, slamming so hard that it breaks skin.
Leonard feels something insidious trying to suck his life force, but he manages to fight it off.
The blood oozes out from the wound into the creature's viscera, where it is absorbed.
Vincent has no idea what is that thing.
Here we go again... Leonard stabs desperately, trying to at least inflict some damage. It grabbed me way too easily for me to be able to escape.
Attack + bardic performance - grappled - sex penalty
Leonard manages to stab the creature but his weapon does not seem fully effective.
Vincent stabs the thing with his longspear.
Vincent stabs the thing with his longspear, but is trying not to hit Leonard and doesn't manage to stab her.
Then the wound inflicted by Leonard completely heals over.
Leonard continues to resist her attempts to drain his life energy as the viscera continue to squeeze more blood out of him.
Stupid blood sucking garbage... Was one not enough...
Vincent stabs again.
Vincent manages to stab her with his longspear but realizes the weapon isn't fully effective as her dead flesh seems to resist the material and type of attack.
Seamus's arrows fly over her head, though one of them comes very close.
Howard moves up to give Vincent guidance.
Leonard suddenly shifts his weight, grabbing the entrails and trying to pry them off him
Leonard writhes in her grip, but to no avail. The stab wound inflicted by Vincent heals a little. The viscera coil even tighter, squeezing the life out of him. The party sees his face rapidly grow purple, then he slumps in her grip as he passes out.
Leonard continues to resist her attempts to drain his life force.
The creature then releases Leonard's body and floats towards Vincent.
Vincent steps back and stabs again, while the thing grabs the wand of cure light wounds.
Vincent manages to stab the creature, damaging some viscera.
Leonard falls limply to the floor, head cracking against the wood. Angiliath falls beside him, just out of reach of his outstretched hand.
He continues to bleed slowly, tattered and torn shirt becoming an even darker red.