At Alledueces suggestion you move away from the creature and find the stench fade away after about a minute. You carefully move Amigail between two of and Nhilune looks her over. Amigail looks pale from all the blood she has lost but you feel she will live. You also realize that she may have been further infected with something by that hideous creature. You are unsure how long the paralysis will last however.
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Nhilune heaves a sigh of relief to find the woman still alive. The last thing they needed was more death this evening. But she did seem to have contracted something else from that ooze. Not surprising considering the filth it lived in.
Shaking her head while digging into her belt pouch, Nhilune pulls out the last remedy. She really was being stretched thin tonight, certainly more than she'd expected to be.
"Apologies for the taste. And the aftertaste," she mumbled under her breath as she gently pressed the remedy into Amigail's mouth.
As a standard action, the herb witch can administer a remedy to herself or a creature within reach. This consumes the remedy, and the herb witch attempts a Profession (herbalist) check against the save DC of any one disease or poison currently afflicting the consumer. If the check is successful, the effect immediately ends. If the disease or poison doesn't allow saving throws, the remedy is ineffective.
Lanarial looks around while Nhilune tends to Amigail, searching for threats and clues to where they needed to go. He didn't want to be surprised while they were already weakened...
After a few minutes Amigail is able to regain the use of her muscles, but is still weakened from her ordeal with the jelly. Too tired to care she drinks down Nhilune's foul draught.
As this is going on Lanarial you do not see anything coming from behind or ahead of the group. The walkway continues south and remains 5 feet in width. Alledueces signals to continue marching in that direction when you are ready.
When Amigail is finally able to move and speak again, she sputters her thanks through the foul aftertaste of Nhilune's remedy. She admits that the ooze's blood draining has weakened her but claims to be willing to press on, at least a little further, if the others are game.
When the group is ready, Lanarial will conjure the four dancing lights to move ahead of the party, illuminating the passage 30 feet in front of them.
"Are you fine with taking the lead after that jelly?" Dargorath asks Amigail, concerned.
Amigail attempts to stand and after a couple of minutes of rubbing her legs she nods that she is ready to continue. You all form up into your marching order and continue down the tunnel. With Lanarial's dancing lights giving you adequate illumination the journey through the sewers is fairly mundane. That is probably best having just come out of your battle with the effluvium jelly.
From the back of the line, Alledueces calls for the group to halt after about a half of an hour of walking so that he can look over the map again. While the passage has only provided you with one option in terms of directions and given the state of things erring on the side of caution might not be a bad thing. Nodding in satisfaction he calls for the group to move again.
As you are about to make you way along the sewer tunnel again, the babbling flow of sewer water is slowly drowned out by an ever-increasing series of pips, squeaks, and chaotic skittering. Suddenly, a massive pack of sewer rats appears behind you, quickly and inexorably moving toward you.
ROUND 1
Dargorath launches an arrow at the pack of sewer rats, then moves away from them, in front of Amigail.
"If you're not shooting or attacking them, head away from the rats to give the rest a clear line of fire." He informs the party. "You have no idea how much of a pain it is to shoot at something trying to avoid the person blocking your way."
Dargorath launches an arrow but it has little effect on the mass of rats.
"Anyone got magic or alchemist's fire to deal with these? Or do we have to do it the hard way?"
"Might need a good load of oil and a torch. Probably tge hard way." He answers.
Lanarial pulls a medium-sized glass bottle from his belt pouch, moves towards the swarm, waits until it is 20 feet away, and throws it at the front of the swarm. "Fire in the hole!" he yells as he releases the bomb...
Alledueces begins singing.
Lothlienth looks to the others in group for suggestions he watches as the others move back and sees Alledueces standing in front, first to take the brunt of the rats attack. With a sigh he runs ahead and prepares to face the rats.
As the squealing rats draw closer a flask flies from Lanarial's hand aimed at the swarm of rats. While the flask misses the rats it does impact against the wall beside them causing the flame to jump off the wall and burning some of the rats.
Amigail moves past Lothlienth and, already covered with filth from the sewage jelly/ooze, drops into the nasty water , hoping it's not too deep.
Amigail grits her teeth as the swarm scurries upon her, hacking away at the rodents with her falcata.
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With a heavy grunt Amigail swings her falcata into the mass of rats killing several of them but not stopping them from engulfing both her and Lothlienth in black fur, whiskers and tails. Lothlienth tries to skewer a rat but his rapier is ineffective against this type of opponent.
ROUND 2
ROUND 1 attack
Only when she's nearly overcome by a wave of nausea does Amigail concede how stupid it was to try to withstand the swarming rats in her weakened condition. Still, the young woman won't back down from a fight. Moving back out of the swarm , Ami turns and again slashes at the rats in a wide, low, arc.
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Neverending ROUND 1!
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Dargorath releases another arrow at the rat swarm.
With that last shot Dargorath is able to scatter the last of the rats.
Assessing the damage the rats caused you all manage a positive grunt and keep on moving south yet with a cautious glance back to the north every now and again.
The night has been long enough and you can already feel like there is lot more to be done before you set to resting.
You pause after about five minutes when you see a light up ahead. You can't tell what the source is but it seems to be moving away from you.
Amigail stops when she sees the light ahead and turns to face the others. She points to the party's own light sources .
"Do we give chase?" she asks in a whisper. "If whoever it is happens to turn around, they're going to notice all our lights."
"We should. I don't like suprises in front or behind us."
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Nhilune gives a short nod of agreement with the others, though it's unlikely anyone saw what with being single file and all. She was glad to see the others had confidence where she lacked it. She was pretty unsure of everything that'd happened tonight so far and delving deep into the sewers wasn't helping her nerves.
She kept her dancing lights up around the party, hoping to illuminate any immediate danger before it found them.
Lanarial talks quietly with Nhilune. "Since we both have the ability to cast dancing lights, why don't we each form a faintly glowing, vaguely humanoid shape to move ahead of us. This will provide some light for us to see by and present false targets if they notice us and want to attack."
To test the speed of who/whatever is ahead of them, Amigail moves forward at a decent clip while trying to remain stealthy .
The light moves on ahead and Amigail quickens her pace to catch up. However with Alledueces in the back you watch as the party line seems to lengthen with Amigail moving faster than Alldueces can keep up. After moving about a 100 feet the light source seems to stop moving for a moment and then continues on.
You can only assume that at your current movement you will eventually catch up with the light source as it makes no attempt to quicken its own pace.
As yo move down the walkway towards this light source you watch as it suddenly starts moving in your direction.
"Who goes there? Declare yourselves." Dargorath hollers.
Lanarial prepares an arrow and stands ready...
As you move within 60 feet of the light source you see a woman before you. Even dressed in her dark colors you are able to spy the breastplate she is wearing. In one hand she carries a torch and in the other she carries a large scythe. As the torch flickers she stands before you quiet, observing...
The girl stands before you all stoic, a gold holy symbol the head of a jackal carved into it. Elliana Nym, Servant of Anubis....where am i? She speaks quietly.
"You're wandering in the sewers beneath Cassomir," Amigail replies, skepticism evident in her tone. "The real question is: Why are you here?"
I..I don't know. i was delivering a heretic to The pulpit, i went to pray a Grayguard castle, i don't remember much other than following a light and the word MaramagmaHer tone doesn't change, quiet, uncaring. though she seems to be telling the truth I slay the undead and uphold the laws. why are you down here?