Negi?
As the brave and bold adventurers breath in the mists a corrupting feeling overwhelms all but the stout Samuel...
A wee bit disturbed, Samuel sees his friends begin to degenerate into a bent over creatures, little more than bipedal animals. Neanderthals are filling the room!
A remove curse, break enchantment, or similar magic purges the evil vapors, removes the template, and negates the Tik Taan’s influence. In addition, if a Mist-Tainted creature is knocked unconscious, the polluting vapors leave its body and they return to normal. Once purged or upon regaining consciousness, Mist-Tainted creatures are immune to the mist’s effects for 24 hours.
Would you four like to proceed to a door?
Which door would you like to open?
Sounds good.
The 'once was Negi' wanders aimlessly over to the 'left' door which is the north door on the map.
The room is void of any signs of life, no human, undead, monkey, squirrel or otherwise animate objects yet there is a door ajar in the far NE corner. A faint sobbing is heard coming from beyond the opened and crushed door.
The door to this chamber was once a pane of expensive frosted glass, which now lies in broken shards on the floor.
Within, several desks lie overturned, papers in disarray, and chairs smashed to kindling. A sturdy steel cabinet sits against the back wall, its doors much battered and dented. The mist here roils near the floor and ceiling, creating a strange patch of visibility stretching from knee-height to a few feet overhead.
The smoky tendrils flow up and down the walls unnaturally and savage visages swirl to life, fanged mouths agape, before dissolving into mist once more.
As you walk in to the room Negi and Lucas are attacked from above!
Negi is able to dodge and avert the first areal 'slam'. An insane looking humanoid, obviously someone who was worse affected by the mists influence lands heavily on the floor.
Lucas, apparently more aware than he originally thought, sensed potential pain from above, sidestepped another areal attack!
As Samuel reaches for one of the insane neanderthal looking creatures, Pythor fires his crossbow the other!
The creature Samuel touched reacts with a befuddled look upon its face yet swings mightily at Pythor.
The other attacks Negi!
Frustratingly, the insane idiots miss....
Idiot 1 - 3
Idiot 2 -
Negi's ride tears into his master's threat and trips it while simultaneously Negi lances as the neanderthal falls!
Dark Helmet - 3
Barf - 7 (prone)
With great and furious vengence Lucas whirls his Fauchard mightily.
The neanderthal is cut in half!
Not realizing it's demise the creature attempts to return fire but his halves slide apart, falling to the floor in a bloody mess.
Pythor, feeling inspired by Lucas' recent attack prowess fires at the remaining oddity!
The nutty neanderthal attacks Pythor!
yet misses.
Lucas spins, twirls and chops the thing in half again. Blood everywhere.
You hear faint whimpering coming from the locked cabinet further into the room.
"umm, umm, I-I-I guess..."
Stammers the person within the cabinet. The doors slightly creak open and out spills Saldak the blubbery scribe. His jowls quaver and shake with terror as he recounts his tale. Saldak tells you how the offices
suddenly flooded with a strange mist early this morning, and that tendrils of it seemed to pour down Kadarnik’s and Yannis’ throats moments before they went stark mad and beat Milgen to a pulp.
Nigel was taking stock of the pieces in storage at the time. He is fairly certain the Tik Taan idols are responsible for the museum’s current predicament, claiming “I smelled something wrong with those hideous monkey-faced things as soon as Lugizar brought them out of his pack. I’ve a nose for trouble, I do! No one listens!”
He then produces a Jambala Jaeg cloth inscribed with strange writing. The cloth (made from beaten bark) is quite ancient, cataloged along with “Three Tik Taan Idols, courtesy of Lugizar Trantos.”
Soon after his panicked rant, Saldak presses a 500 gp bag, a scroll of moderate wounds, a scroll of false life and one scroll of dispel magic upon you, profusely thanks you and flees the museum.
This gigantic chamber is relatively free of mist, and darkness is held at bay by braziers of radiant light. Behemoths occupy these halls, great taxidermy nightmares such as a two-headed bear easily taller than an ogre; a great desiccated beetle, its carapace larger than the face of the grand clock tower of Absalom; a massive specimen of chimera, its jaws open in a mock roar; and an assembled skeleton of a tyrant lizard.
The walls here are studded with strange masks, staves, spears, and other implements of long forgotten cultures, most likely used in ritual hunts of the beasts preserved here.