Though the time of day hadn't changed, the graveyard just seemed darker, once you entered. Nameirtae seemed ill at ease, one hand hovering over his holster. The once hot cairo air cooled during your stroll.
Devic keeps quiet, her hands planted in her pockets, the hoodie having gone into her back pack at some point. Under it was apparently an old TMNT tee shirt with a hole in the shoulder.
Though upon close inspection, she seems to be shifting something in her left hand back and forth.
The TMNT shirt causes Geralt to quietly giggle to himself before turning to nameirtae and saying "I'm going to scout ahead, I'll be in touch so keep your ears open"
You hear shuffling amongst the plants, and a low growl. Looking closer, you see red eyes peer at you.
I do. Devic says calmly as she in order: points to the vegetation, and shifts her left hand behind her.
Come on out... You not attack us, we don't destroy you.
She starts manipulating another of her bombs in her left hand, trying to keep it out of sight.
"Now don't going saying things that might not be true." Ramiel chuckles as he looks around carefully, eyes searching the tombstones.
From the bushes that Devic points towards, nine grey, hairless humanoids in loinclothes, mouths frothing, come dashing out towards you. Ghouls.
Sarenrae's grace! Nameirtae exclaimed, his hand falling to his holster. Well... we found something!
"Told you!" He yells as he flings a hand up and blasts the nearest ghoul out of shock-fueled instinct before he orders his mind and brings a web of force in existence around himself..
This is going to be fun Ammon hefts Leviathan charging a nearby ghoul
The ghoul that Rameil blasts is sent into a teeth-chattering fit of convulsion. Though not quite dead, it is very close.
Two Ghouls lash out at Rameil, fangs gnashing and claws lashing.
Both missing you. The rest searching for other immediate threats.
Ammon striked straight through the chest of one of Ammon's attackers, it's eyes go dull as it's flesh disintigrating. The rest of it's remains crumple and spill at your feet.
Nameirtae raises his pistol and aims towards the group, leveling his arms and pulling the trigger.
And has his shot graze off the thigh of one of the ghouls, barely harming it.
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Why always the hard way? Devic's mannerisms go from mild-mannered annoyance to aggressive yelling mid-sentence. She pulls the bomb from behind her, and whips it at the Ghouls un-engaged in melee at the moment. If, before her turn actually occurs, someone does engage them, she modifies the bomb before throwing, twisting it to shape the charge so as to avoid allies in the radius.
The orange light of the explosive streaks through the air, disappearing before impact.
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Devic's shot sees it's way between the eyes of one of the ghouls, it disintigrating onto the soil, and Skjor cuts one in a neat half.
Geralt stops "well then, guess I don't have to search?" pulling out his longsword, Geralt deftly joins the fray with a quick mutter of "I hate ghouls"
Clicking his tongue in annoyince, Geralt grabs the metaphysical threads of time around himself. Appearing as though he's summoned fireflys, time flows back words and allows him to strike again.
Geralt strikes at the neck of the ghoul Rameil had already blasted, his head severing, and he becomes part of the soil with the rest of them.
Devic decides to start conserving her more explosive ammunition and fires off her super-legally-acquired-and-not-at-all-going-to-be-illicitly-modified pistol. Aiming for a ghoul not yet engrossed in CQC if possible.
Ammons moves and Continues attacking
Rameil moves to get a clear shot and begins ordering his mind again so he blast another ghoul.
The ghouls turn their glowing eyes to the viking playing his righteous chops to aid his allies. Three charge at him, their teeth gnashing and looking for a taste of his flesh.
The last two lash out at Ammon and Geralt, respectively.
Nameirtae fires a shot, carefully aiming around his allies.
The bullet flew past a ghoul ear, not even slowing it down, Devic's shot, however, finished it off, and Ammon cleaving another ghoul in two.
Ducking under the ghouls wild strike, Geralt tries to get around the monsters guard and attack
Better turning around and tail now. Pochemu ya dazhe tratit' vremya na angliyskom yazyke? Poshel na khuy. Poshel na khuy za narusheniye mesto otdykha, i poshel na khuy za bol' etikh lyudey tozhe.
Whatever Devic happens to be saying, she's getting angrier while she does it.
Skjor's mighty ax chops another ghoul down like he were a tree, and Geralt's blade pierces the side of yet another, slowing him down. Though the undead had no use for their lungs, it's breath was taken by the blow, and Devic's shot narrowly missed further silencing it.
Ammon moves towards the next ghoul swinging furiously
Ammon, deciding that the ghoul in front of him needed an adjustment, decided to downsize him, starting at the knees and then at the neck. Indeed, it seemed to look better that way.
With a somewhat clearer shot, Ramiel takes aim and focuses his emotions into threads of electricity and throws them at the remaining undead.
Turning to face the last undead, Geralt swiftly becomes poised to strike it down.
Geralt's blow reduces the last of the ghouls to dust, dust which settles on his nice shoes.
The coast is clear for now, Nameirtae is the first to vocalize it.
That was... exciting. I think I'm going to opt for an early retirement at this rate. He said, laughing nervously. Do you think that was... they were the murderers? He asked the group.
No idea. Don't know what they are. Devic secrets away her gun again.
The ehh, explosives can be our secret, yes?
She searches the ghouls for items/info.
You recognize the creatures as ghouls, horrid undead that lust for rotting flesh.
Ghouls...we should be more careful around them in the future, they're dangerous undead.They eat flesh and can do some pretty nasty things, they tend to hunt mortals.Ammon sheathes his blade, oddly spurting out knowledge of the creatures
"But do they target just one kind of mortal? Unless they were just after you, Ammon, I'm not sure we found our killer.
Da. Ve have right place likely. But these simple minions.
Devic stops searching the bodies for a moment.
Vait. Undead? A trip to holy church of some sort may be needed next. Ehh, unless everyone else already has the holy water? She produces the four vials she has as she asks.
No, in my experience they tend to hunt whatever food they can get.Also careful of their bites, they all carry ghoul fever and can paralyze victims. But yea, they are undead who used to be humans or some kind of humananoid they disease can effect animals as well. they do have a bit of intelligence so it is possible they made plans themselves, i've heard one or two speak in the past.
You don't find much other than rags, though there teeth have the fresh rot of expired flesh on them.
Additionally, between the bodies, you find 12 GP.
There is a Sarenraen church a short walk from here. Nameirtae said. I think we'd be safe on the streets.
You all hear something. A cackle, at first brush, though when you all turn to face the sound, you see a hyena, it looks at you briefly, it's head cocks, then it turns, running into the brush.
"Anyone else think that seeing that weird dog after these things attack us is too weird? Where did it even come from?"
Probably native to the area, though it could be infected with ghoul fever. Wolves have been known to catch it so it's not to far fetched.if your curious we can follow it, though we'd have to go now before the tracks fade
Is Hyena. They local wildlife. Long as we don't find Gnolls ve're fine. We go to church now yes? Unless tracking is strong-suit of someone.
Always had scouts to do the tracking, I never bothered learning. that said i do agree with Rameil it is weird that the hyena would be here.
While all this discussion is going on Geralt is sadly looking down at his shoes
"ew...zombie dust"