Manny sniples one of the hands.
Sunny frowns, "Here...now that in't right..." She mumbles beginning to look less happy and a little more serious.
She holds her position for now as the small, robed figure slings at the chained crawling things.
Her large, blue eyes scanning the room and taking in the details.
The party has no time picking off the hands chained to the table, though it takes a little while.
You spot a tripwire just a couple of steps inside the door.
Another pale figure with a hunched back and scraggly blonde hair was on the ground, his throat scarred and stitched and his eyes and mouth open. He appeared dead, a broken beaker clenched in his hands.
"LOOK OUT! LOOK OUT! LOOK OUT!" Sunny hollers, waving her hands and making over-sized 'Pointing' motions at what she's seen,
Then moving to stop Ruul(?) from stepping on what they shouldn't.
Huh? Whatcha see? Oh! the tripwire
Thank you; Manny. Sorval voices... she then mutters a familiar arcane phrase...
Sorval casts Detect Magic and scans the room.
As far as the party can tell, Corquis is already dead.
However, the more acute senses in the party can hear some of the jars with the spooky stuff in them begin to move.
Sunny's large, blue eyes grow wider.
(O_o)
"Uh.....ohh..."
We got movement! Manny drops a stone into his sling.
Zeltor takes a step back and away from the jars - "Be careful friends - do not take any unnecessary risks"
Magic was definitely used in creating this... those are more alchemical reagents. More than that, you can't tell.
It's the one with the fetus in it. Creepy as it is, the child itself seems to be moving, banging its little arms against the sides of the jar. The thing bubbles.
Ug..I have seen some stuff but baby in a jar is way too much.
Memo to self; survive then...PREP MAGIC MISSILES!
Sorval prepares herself for whatever else is to come... sticking her hand out towards the jar and utters a frost-rimed cry!
Ray of Frost on Fetajar
Manny spins his sling into a high whir. Gunna get soused after this.
Acid begins to wear away at the jar, but only a little. It starts to fall and Manny's stone does away with the glass completely and pelts against the tiny creature that was within it.
The thing that was once within the storage unit begins crying out in a pitch that borders on inhuman, though this could just be due to lack of development...
"Eeeewwww...!" (>_<)
Is Sunny's response to the mewling...thing...
As she creeps further into the room, staying away from said mewling thing.
Ruul? I think the best thing is to put it out of it's misery. That is no baby from a human woman.
Sunny moves to at least help Ruul 'flank' with the thing, though she's obviously very unhappy doing so. Fidgeting and squirming as she slowly draws closer.
What is this thing?
Sorval assists in the destruction of the fetal creature... silently- possibly fuming over the whole affair.
Ruul snaps the thing's neck, but not before it nips at him.
Without effect.
He doesn't even see any teeth inside its mouth.
The room is silent again.
"Did you find the man?" Hersh calls out from inside the entrance, his vision still blocked.
Yea, there is a guy on the table. Lots of nasty stuff to, crawling hands. We squished them though.
Might as well give him a burial by the Grey Lady priests, things like this could cause one to come back. Manny looks at the loot.
No good at figuring out how much this can get us, we'll have to find a fence.
Manny helps with the loots as they get the body off the table.
Sunny helps with gathering as best she can, though it's clearly evident that she's uncomfortable being around all the icky, squicky stuffs.
We might wanna put all these body parts in a pile and burn them.
Sounds reasonable enough; it prevents the witch from utilizing them. Sorval checks the body for any signs of unnatural death- and if not... she'll cast detect magic and check for illusions or necromancy auras.
Sunny looks around for a...bucket..or bag..or something else to help carry squicky stuffs with.
"Maybe we should be doin' it outside? Y'know? Lightin' fires in-side be dangerous." She suggests.
She also uses some time to help organize the other folks who are now with the group. Getting them ready to move along. Making up something to help carry Donaon in/with.
Manny nods and rolls the parts into a bag for disposel.
As Sunny scampers about -helping with the cleaning up, sort out of peoples, packing things in the ready to move on- She chats to these new people whom she's come across.
Wandering along with Sorval, she asks,
"So...you be 'Tabaxii', then?" Suny smiles, "I seen some kin like ye self whut come ta' home when I were a lot younger." She offers, blushing a little self consciously,
"Bein' so young, me N'elders din't let me fatter...um...futter...ahm...frat-er-nise with tha' strangers back then..." (^_^)
I'm not certain on what a Tabaxii might be- but I hail from a clan... She pauses for a brief moment. Perhaps I should say I did hail from a clan that wandered in a plain far away...I believe it to be somewhere in Garundi; if I recall.
Sunny's large blue eyes seem to grow a little wider at Sorval's tale.
"Gee....I dun't know how far away Garundii be...." And a slight sigh escapes her, "But I do right understand bein' a far away from home an' kin." But Sunny brightens again almost instantly.
"Hmmmm...maybe Tabaxii in't whut yer clan be. But tha' folks did seem quite the same. All soft an' downy an' svelt an' swishy an' pretty, like." Sunny exclaims even as she skips and bounces along helping people with everything in getting ready to move out. (^_^)
The squicky things during these conversations were gathered, and a bonfire became a plausible possibility.
(>_<) *Grimaces, wriggles and otherwise shudders all over at the continued thoughts of teh squicky*
Suny continues to try and be helpful and such to every one. (^_^)
Passing by the small, robed, hooded figure (Manny) Sunny slows long enough to ask,
"Um...has ye known..um..Ruul fer a time, then?"
Known him for a bit in the city, help him find work.
Sunny nods at Manny's remark, though seeming distracted by something,
"Um..so's ye be friends, right?"
I reckon so.
Sunny drops down besides Many quickly,
"Whut kind of people does he be?" She asks Manny, semi-quietly,