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"No. Because they are dead."
"Perfect. Let's go. Maybe it will be a good place to rest."
The door is unlocked, and opens with a simple push of the green button.
Beyond is an unlit room. Four vats sit on the floor of the room, each one about 4 feet tall and 4 feet in diameter, filled with a bubbling, green, opaque liquid. Each vat is connected by a maze of transparent flexible hoses to a wooden enclosure full of glass bottles and alembics.
"Are the creatures being converted to klaven, are they dead before conversion, or does the process kill them?"
Haer Kul will cautiously enter the room and, if safe, approach the vat to the right of the door.
Thorthal will approach the Northeast corner of the room, and examine the armaments.
"A foond some weapons an armour."
The liquid in the vats is impossible to see through, and Haer Kul is not tall enough to look at it from above.
Thorthal has found a half-dozen battleaxes and a half-dozen suits of studded leather armour. One of each seems particularly well-made.
Petronicus will determine if they are magical.
Indeed, the battleaxe and studded leather are each once-enchanted. The other 5 sets are normal.
"Clumsy junk. Are we done here? I see nothing to kill and one more room to explore."
"I prefer my armoured coat," says Bardos. "But surely someone can make use of these items?"
"Is there anything in extra extra small?"
Haer Kul will move to the wooden cabinet and begin looking at the glass bottles and alembics in the cabinet. If he can, he will start trying to identify the liquids in the glass bottles, taking 10 initially.
Is there anything special about the alembics?
All of the apparatus is involved in feeding the liquid to the vats. If Haer Kul wishes to fully understand the liquid and process involved, he would need time, alchemical equipment, and to take samples of the liquid at various stages.
The party is prodded by Slick's impatience and, after bundling up the magic axe and armour, move on to the next door.
Haer Kul detects no traps on the door.
Haer Kul will see if the door opens with a key. If not, he'll spend a while trying to open with .
The door opens easily when the button is pressed.
The revealed room is lit by a glowing metal plate attached to the ceiling. The remains number of smashed cages and glass cases litter the floor, with the debris including a scattering of rocks, plants, and feeding dishes. A long table is against the south wall, holding many small glass dishes and jars. A trident sits on the table's west end.
BR-N3R intones, "Specimen Laboratory."
"Let's search this room for anything useful. That trident is an interesting looking weapon. Might have been good against that big bug."
"Probably nothing useful here."
Petronicus will cast detect magic and try to identify anything he can.
"Specimens of what?" Haer Kul will also search the room:
The group begins filing into the room as BR-N3R replies, "Fauna."
There is definitely magic in the room for Petronicus to detect, but he will have to wait until he can sort out the jumble of auras and eliminate those the party carries.
Haer Kul can see the cages and tanks were smashed by some sort of blunt instrument.
Slick discovers the blunt instrument when he goes to examine the trident, and the end of the table quickly transforms into a toothed blob which lashes out at him!
Fortunately, Slick is difficult to hit even when surprised.
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"Who's idea was it to keep exploring this place?"
"Ugh! What is this thing?"
The creature lashes out again against Slick.
It smites Slick with a heavy blow, and the tentacle exudes a sticky slime. Slick is stuck fast to the creature, and it squeezes him for even more damage.
Slick slumps in the coils of the monster.
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Thorthal will close to the creature and strike at it with a punch.
"A dinnae know whit thes is, but it's rather sticky... hmm, A hink A micht be stuck."
Morgrom charges the creature, swinging his greatsword.
His blade slices through the creature without becoming entangled.
As Thorthal becomes ensnared, Andretta casts a spell while holding her hands to her temples and mumbling something.
Bardos moves to Thorthal's side, drawing his dagger and morningstar.
"Someone make sure that Mr. Slick is alive!" he exclaims as he swings his Morningstar at the creature:
"This is a nice expression!"
Bardos strikes the monster, but his mace becomes ensnared by it.
BR-N3R scuttles forward and climbs up on the table. Its tail arches over top of it, and a beam of energy shoots towards the gluey blob.
The beam shoots above the enemy, and leaves a scorch mark on the wall.
Haer Kul will retrieve one of the remaining CLW potions, and move behind Thorthal. "This is our last potion. I cannot get to Slick yet."
Petronicus casts Paranoia on the creature. (DC 18 Will Save or -2 on everything while an enemy is adjacent).
The fluid covering the creature changes a bit, and everything the creature is holding is released, including Slick and Thorthal. It then tries to smash Morgrom.
The mimic's tentacle wraps around the warpriest, and only he slumps with blood flowing from his ears and nose.
Thorthal continues striking at the creature.
One of Thorthal's strikes damages the creature. It does not seem to be sticky any more.
Andretta steps up to take Morgrom's spot, and jabs with her spear, unsuccessfully.
Down to -9 hit points...
"If anyone has a potion to save Morgrom, I believe his healing would be an asset currently!" bellows Bardos as he swings again with his morningstar:
Bardos steps away looking to Slick and Morgrom to see who looks worse for wear.
BR-N3R intones, "Recharging plasma torch. Analysis indicates direct contact results in this unit's destruction."
“Courage! We must force him to release our friend!”
Petronicus moves next to Morgrom where he has a relatively clear throw with his walking stick.
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“Hear Kul! Throw yourself upon him! Perhaps he will release Morgrom if he has more active prey!”, Petronicus helpfully suggests.
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To the surprise of all, Petronicus' walking stick seems to damage the creature.
The blob releases Morgrom and strikes at Thorthal.
As the monster gets entangled with Thorthal, Haer Kul pours a potion down Morgrom's throat.
Thorthal desperately smashes the creature with any unadhesived limbs he might still have.
Thorthal brings his hammer fists down on to the creature, and it flows away into a puddle.
Bardos falls to his knees, panting.
"Now... we... REST! If I can find a medic to channel tomorrow I should be able to revive these turkeys."
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Petronicus also drops to his knees.
“That one really took the stuffing out of me. Must... rest.”
"A still hae thes potion ye gae me earlier, shood A gie it tae Morgrom?"
Thothal gives the potion to Morgrom, returning the warpriest to consciousness.
"Chik-Chk-rrrrrrr!"
Scuttles lopes up with a stick in his mandibles.
“What do you have there little friend?” Detect magic and spellcraft taking 10 for 20.
“Let’s hope it’s some sort of curative magic!”