Erratically indeed. Erin swings for an organ, but the voices in her head cause her to swing wide.
Yes, Tanrovs lands a crushing blow. Minasako seems to be on her last legs, err tentacles.
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Charlotte as she moves closer to the rest of the party, gets caught up by a black tentacle. In her frustration she watches as party members get hit and take significant damage. She remembers from an advanced battle technique class that members of Sarenrae receive that her powers to channel can be used to heal and harm even in very "tight situations". As she thinks, while tied up, she is grateful that she wasn't late to that class.
Minasako falls to the ground a mass of organs and goo, her immortal life finally ended. The tentacles fade.
In the room you locate some books that speak of the way of Kirin members, and what looks like a Journal.
You also find a Dusty Rose Prism Ioun Stone.
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As the tentacle drops him to the floor, Arkwright ignores the pulpy mush of the creature and heads to Erin. Taking her by the shoulders, he shakes her vigorously. "Erin!" he barks sharply at her, slapping her gently across the cheek for good measure. "Are you back with us? The creature's dead, Erin, Charlotte finished it off.
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Charlotte sighs as Minsako falls to the ground and becomes lifeless. Behind her is some books,a journal and a pink gem. Looking to make sure everyone is not severely wounded, Charlotte immediately goes over, puts all the books, journal and the shiny pink gem in her bag, with the promise of taking the time to figure it all out later after she asses the party. As soon as she finishes that she comes over to Erin. She takes a look at Erin and sees the signs of a curse, but it is not life-threatening. She sees Ashur looking mighty fatigued as well. Seeing the seriousness of the party's exhaustion, it looks like a retreat is in order.
Ashur, come close, I can reduce your suffering a little bit. Erin on the other hand, I need more time to prepare for. We should head back to town and it will give me time to rest and prepare the correct rituals to help Erin.
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Seeing the external threat ended, Erin slumps down against the bed with her head held in her hands pleading.
"I can still hear him, the voice, it is not going away. Please help me."
When Arkwright hits her, he can see the anger well up in her expression, quickly followed by her eyes glazing over again. She then looks over Arkwright's shoulder directly at Ashur and murmurs quietly.
"But... he does not look like a Hellknight."
In the corner of the room, a severed head falls to the ground. It had been floating up by the ceiling for most of the combat, but now dies with out it's master's magic to sustain it.
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More concerned and approaching distraught at Erin's state, Arkwright turns to Tanrov and ignores the fallen head.
"Tanrov, you're the strongest here, and you have Glory- can you take her? We need to get to town, I don't know if this is hurting her but I fear we need to deal with this fast, there's no telling what that fleshy b&%#* did to her..."
Remembering, he swivels to face Charlotte "You- you said you could prepare something for her. Does that mean you know what this is? Is it dangerous? Can someone in town help her?"
Charlotte gathers the books and gem as others look around the room. There is nothing else of interest here.
You walk outside without incident. The mist still hangs in the garden. You can’t shake the feeling that something is still watching you.
When you reach the tree where Glory was tied up, you find the horse gone. The lead ropes have been torn apart. Under the tree are a couple of dead birds, looking as if they had just fallen out of the tree.
Glory does not come. In fact as you listen, there is no sound of natural wildlife usually associated with the woods.
The walk back to town takes a little less than an hour. On the road about half way back you come across an overturned fruit cart, and a man lying unconscious in the ditch beside it.
There are some deep horse prints in the mud off the side of the road.
Tanrov bounds into the field, leaving the poor soul to languish in the gutter, but a little walk into the forest, and he has completely lost the trail. Fortunately, Ashur is right behind him to point him in the right direction.
Ten minutes or so into the forest you find a clearing. Glory is circling in a nervous canter. He jumps back from the sound of someone approaching, obviously extremely spooked.
Old Glory looks as if he is about to bolt, but then catches the sent of his master and allows himself to be caught in the large embrace.
There is nothing here but thick woods. Glory is breathing heavily, as if he ran here all the way from the mansion.
Tanrov revives the unconscious man. He seems a little out of it with some bruises forming, but not anything life threatening.
However, as soon as he sees Glory he cries out, jumps behind his cart for protection, and yells a stream of what sounds like Tian profanities and something about a ‘devil beast’.
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She looks at Arkwright when he asks his question.
I can remove whatever curse there is upon her. The problem is that it will take me a day to prepare that spell. Now if we get into town, and there is someone who has a scroll of the spell, I already have the materials needed to restore her. But for now, we must make haste and return to town for assistance.
As the party leaves the mansion, the silence is almost horrifying, as we come to where Glory once was stationed, she grows sadden to see that Glory is gone and most likely by non-natural means. She mutters a small prayer to Sarenrae to bring peace to Glory wherever she is.
I guess we will have to carry on by foot. You going to be okay walking Erin?
As she says that she sees Tanrov and Ashur return with Glory, looking a little spooked but for the most part in good health. As she looks a little further, she sees a man lying on the road. And as he awakens by Ashur's touch, watches as he freaks out. Charlotte immediately comes forward in an attempt to calm the man.
From what you can make out from the man’s signs and the few Tian words you have picked up while you have been here, it seems that Glory, in his highly agitated state, came galloping down the road and knocked this poor farmer and his cart off the road. There is a hoof-shaped welt developing on his leg.