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Tomorbataar whips out his handy four poster bed, setting it on the ground and fluffing the sheets before getting into bed. He then gets out of bed, remembering that the staff is still in his mouth. Tomorbataar places it delicately in the bed, resting its head on the pillow, and then curls up at the foot below it.
Waking up, Tomorbataar discovers that the staff has fallen, and picks it up quickly and nervously. After a quick inspection he places it back on the bed. Yes, but such magic would do us bad, since then we wouldn't feel the need to eat, and we'd starve. Best to catch some more prey. Saying this, Tomorbataar looks for a smooth rock, placing the staff on the rock, then lifting the bed back onto the body. It really is impressive how he lifts it, taught muscles straining, without thinking to ask for help.
Tomorbataar votes to go hunting.
You hunt around for a little while, until you stumble across a particularly large snake. It's hiding under a log and hissing at you. You don't think you could quite grab it as-is, but it's sizable enough to be a good meal if you can figure out a way to get to it.
When Hungry wakes the next morning and prepares his spells he almost cries a river of tears.
Hungry notes that this snake is a non-venomous constrictor.
He also notes that, while it's quite large, since it's a snake, he could probably swallow it without chewing.
"Let's just bump the log off."
Ziphora votes to get the body to bull rush the log
I agree with Zip. Let's knock off the log and trample it to death, then it'll be easy eating.
Tomorbataar votes to move over the log.
You barrel towards the log and... well, kick it, basically. The log rolls over a couple of times, too uneven to go very far, but it does uncover the snake.
Said snake bites your foot, which kind of hurts, but definitely won't save it.
"You look delicious!"
Ziphora fires a waterjet at the snake, to kill it first. 'Maybe we can have barbecue snake?' She thinks to herself. "Look guys, I think we can have snake on a stick, if we do this right!"
Ahh, stupid snake, trying to bite my foot. Tomorbataar does not seem to notice that the others also feel discomfort at the bite. He then launches an assault on the snake, trying to pummel it into the dirt.
Confident in the others' ability to handle a snake, Beachhead keeps his eyes out for unexpected threats.
Between Ziphora and Tomorbataar, the snake is soon very very dead.
Beachhead's hiss is the hydra equivalent of a growl.
"I still have that funk the undead things left on me. We need to get rid of it, somehow! I hate it!
"Do you think the humans could get rid of it?"
"Mo get us a stick, and a fire as well. We shall have snake on stick!" Ziphora bosses Mo around.
"Yeah, no, I don't think snake is my specialty, either." Ziphora grumbles at the rather charred thing on the stick.
Don't worry Beachhead, I know how to get undead funk off of you. Just go to the nearest river and keep scrubbing until you feel better. Easy as pie.
Tomorbataar observes Ziphora's cooking, watching her cook the snake a little bit too much. Nah, it's your best work yet, nice and blackened.
Tomorbataar votes to return to the humans.
"Bah." Ziphora eyes the blackened thing on stick like its presence is a personal insult.
"The humans might be able to fix the funk. They have magic, right?"
Votes go back to humans
While burnt, the snake is large enough to be fairly filling.
Beachhead also votes to return to the humans.
On the way back, Tomorbataar keeps the staff in his mouth most of the time, so he avoids talking. After a while he sets it on the bed to rest his lips, stretching out as he does. So...what effects have we noticed since acquiring this new rod?
About mid-day, you hear an odd triple roar, and look up to see a winged creature with three heads--one leonine, one draconic, and one rather like a goat, of all things. It's nearly as big as you are, and it's diving towards you!
Mo looks rather frightened by the monster, but he still hurls a rock at it.
It smacks the goat head right on the crown of its head. Said head bleats angrily back at him.
"And we were wasting our time with snakes," Beachhead murmurs excitedly as he ducks low out of sight until the flying creature is within striking range.
He hisses in frustration as his attack completely misses.
Hungry looks up at the chimera with a cruel smile. Hungry draws a clockwise circle with his snout and a counter-clockwise circle with his tongue and with a firm "Nuera" a small black cloud surges towards the chimera.
The chimera roars (and bleats) in surprise as the world around it suddenly goes dark. Its dive turns into a crash as it hits the ground before it expects to.
Ziphora gives it an super waterjet special.
Beachhead's hiss of frustration turns into a hiss of delight!
With a firm "Sanctempra" Hungry twirls his entire neck into a spiral as a wave of semi-translucent energy in the shape of armor flows down him before disappearing into a barely visible shimmer. He then moves closer to the Chimera.
Tomorbataar puts the staff on the bed as the Chimera dives in, scowling fiercly at it. What fool thing is this? Flying kick attack! he cries, striking downwards with his chin.
Hothead blasts the hydra with a fireball.
Ziphora's water jet blasts the beast's chest, and it growls in anger and pain... and then Tomorbataar and Beachhead strike. Tomorbataar feels something in one of its heads crack beneath his chin, and Beachhead finds a major artery in one of its necks.
It staggers to one side, its three heads voicing a chorus of confused pain, then collapses, its lifeblood pumping out onto the ground.
"Blindness was a bad spell for it to succumb to," Beachhead states sagely.
"No need to thank me... BUUUUT if you insist, I won't turn it down!" Hungry surveys the chimera's corpse.
As he surveys it for possible undead-ification, Hungry *does* notice that the chimera looks quite tasty.
Of course, most everything does to him.
"Hey, I've never tried roasting Chimera before. I call dibs on it!" Ziphora lays her head possessively over it.
"On the one head, goat is delicious. On the other head, I've never tasted lion or dragon before! Let's eat it!"
"Just make sure the bones stay as intact as possible."
Ziphora eyes Hungry dubiously. She wonders if it is a good idea to turn the Chimera bones into soup...
"Mo! Bring the firewood and start a fire!" Ziphora orders imperiously, then gets the barbeque started, over hickory wood chips, while judiciously pulling random plants to sprinkle over the carcass.
"My best yet. Slightly charred on the outside, deliciously juicy on the inside. Come on guys!" Ziphora shamelessly promotes her culinary skills.
"We could probably use the bones for soup tomorrow morning...or anyone wants the marrow?"
Tomorbataar shakes his head slightly. What a fool. Looking over the rest of them, Tomorbataar observes that the body has not moved. Hmm...we didn't even move. Odd. Tomorbataar then holds his head up, looking around for other prey. Thanks Hungry, blindness was indeed a bad spell for it to succumb to. Are its eyes still any good? Tomorbataar eyes them with disdain.
Tomorbataar eats some of the chimera with glee, your best yet indeed. Tomorbataar avoids eating the eyes, but otherwise eats with quite a bit of obvious pleasure. Doesn't Hungry want the bones? Anyway, we've got more important things to do...
...like rehearse our flying kick. Come on guys, on three, we all jump. One, two, three! Tomorbataar does his best to urge the body upwards.
Tomorbataar votes to jump.
Ziphora thinks its funny and votes to jump as well
"Why jump when you can fly?" Pacem quorks from a nearby tree. Then flies a happy circle around the hydrabody.
Because then you get to fall, and if you do it right, you can make your foot fall on someone's head. Tomorbataar replies rapidly.
Beachhead also votes to jump.
What follows is perhaps the most uncoordinated jump in the history of Golarion. Not a single one of your legs leaves the ground at the same time, and you have only the briefest of moments in the air before you come crashing back down.
Still, your impact with the ground does make a satisfyingly deep WHUMP sound.
Beachhead shrieks at the apex of their "leap."
After they landed, he chuckles. "That was amazing!"
It was alright. I give us maybe a three or four out of ten. Tomorbataar looks unimpressed. We'll have to do more work later. In the meantime, I'd say we've got a few hours before nightfall, we can make some more progress towards the humans.
Tomorbataar votes to continue back towards the humans.
"That was entertaining but yes, we should get back to the humans."
Ziphora votes to go back to the humans.
Beachhead votes to head back to the humans.
"Maybe we can get them to get this funk off of me."