STRANGE AEONS (Inactive)

Game Master Daniel Penfold 351

Domeric waits to see if the others' efforts have any effect.

Akukho shakes his long-nosed head.

"We will need drugs - not curative magic. It is not the same as medicine." He opinions.

The healing magic does not seem to work. However you think something like a healing potion may work

I got a healing potion!

"General pudding after you."

Trevor takes his clw potion to the corpse. Umm.Here you go. Drink this and you will be all better.

"Make them drink it." Akukho calls from his vantage point. "Pour down the oesophagus!"

As you pour the potion down the gullet of the corpse there is a sigh and the blood flow stops. There is nothing else in the room.

Just a heads up Akukho you received 6 points of healing.

"Well... doesn't seem like there's much else here. Where to next?" Domeric asked.

Well that turned out well. How about we go north?

Penith stares a bit at the jaundiced kaleidoscope through the glass walls wondering what these people have been through to think that counts as not 'much else'. She manages to tear her eyes away, doing her best to ignore it and follow the crowd.

It also occurs to her that MAYBE she is the only one seeing it, being in an asylum probably means she is crazy...

”I’ve never seen the amount of curses in my life that I’ve encountered in two days here. This might be the most awful place in the world,” the man whispers.

"Well, if there are worse, I certainly don't remember visiting them," Domeric stated, as he followed Trevor north, "But, if the rest of this place is like what we've already dealt with, we'll survive this yet," he added confidently.

"You muster such confidence. You must have been talented in your real life. I am still so lost as to why I am here. I also don't feel at all like myself like an import part of me has been permanently altered. My magic seems so foreign to me."

"Well, music seems to come easily for me, perhaps I was a performer once," Domeric speculated, "Beyond that though... well, I couldn't begin to guess how I know to do the things I am able to do. But, I'm sure we'll all find our missing pieces before we're done here, or make new ones as we go along. After all, every good story is about characters discovering who they really are!" he added optimistically.

I seem to be good with hitting stuff. Plus something something about never volunteering

"That's just common sense" Penith mutters "I mean, the never volunteering... not the hitting, Not saying the hitting is bad." she adds hurriedly while trying not to stare at the green man with pointed teeth.

"Common sense says you don't just wake up in an asylum with no memory. Or at least that is what I would have said had I the background to remember was and was not common in the first place."

"I don't think I beleieve in much but you all seem much less insane then anything else. North than."

As if an explosion tore this room apart, furniture. racks of blunt weapons, padded restraints, and glass lamps lay shattered to pieces and scattered tot he corners. The walls are bare and the room's centre lies perfectly open. In one corner appears to be a body.

That body is going to totally come to life isn't it?

Akukho snaps his clawed fingers and sends a globe of acid at the corpse.

Incidently Akukho is a Yaddithian so he's CLEARLY not human or anything like it. Make of that what your amnesiac minds will!

Atajay stays at the doorway. He had no plan on getting drowned in blood from this disturbed corpse!

Domeric casts Detect Magic and scans the area, drawing his weapons as he does so.

Perception: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (17) + 5 = 22

Trevor waits with his hammer ready in case of corpse attack

You see a strange creature that seems to be that of a small child, wearing what looks like clothes made of paper drawings with a fox's head.

[ooc]Please note everyone is at -1 to attack/damage and Will saves

Trevor initiative: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (12) + 6 = 18

Domeric initiative: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (7) + 5 = 12

Atajay initiative: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (8) + 6 = 14

Akhuko initiative: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (18) + 4 = 22

Penith initiative: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (2) + 3 = 5

Senn initiative: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (13) + 1 = 14

creature initiative: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (15) + 8 = 23

Knowledge religion needed to tell details about the creature.

Initiative order

Creature

Everyone else

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[i]The creature moves up to Trevor and attacks.

bite: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (20) + 9 = 291d4 - 1 ⇒ (4) - 1 = 3

confirmation roll

1d20 + 9 ⇒ (13) + 9 = 22

The critical does confirm.

1d4 - 1 ⇒ (1) - 1 = 0

So 3 points of damage to Trevor and can you make a Will save please.

Now everyone else can act.

Penith pales as the strange creature tries to gnaw through the green man's midsection. Stumbling back, her eyes dart around quickly and then suddenly one of the blunt weapons shattered on the floor shoots across the room to...

telekinetic blast, with point blank and precise shot: 1d20 + 4 + 1 - 1 ⇒ (15) + 4 + 1 - 1 = 19

damage if hit to object and creature: 1d6 + 5 + 1 - 1 ⇒ (5) + 5 + 1 - 1 = 10

… smash into it odd fox head with a dull squish?

Sen double moves into a flanking position. This Provokes an Aoo.

Atajay peeks around the corner and fires an arrow if he can get a clear line of sight. If not, he moves to get that line of sight.

Shot with PBS and Precise with minus 1d20 + 5 + 1 - 1 ⇒ (19) + 5 + 1 - 1 = 24

Damage 1d8 + 1 - 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 - 1 = 4

Will save: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (10) + 2 = 12 add +1 vs. fear

Domeric steps towards the enemy, and, with his weapons already drawn, attacks with a pair of quick strikes charged with arcane energy.

Starknife Attack 1: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (20) + 2 = 22
Crit Confirm: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (10) + 2 = 12
Starknife Damage 1: 1d4 + 5 ⇒ (2) + 5 = 7

Starknife Attack 2: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (19) + 2 = 21
Starknife Damage 2: 1d4 + 3 ⇒ (3) + 3 = 6

Trevor you are know fatigued]

Attack of opportunity on Senn:

Bite: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (17) + 9 = 261d4 - 1 ⇒ (4) - 1 = 3

The piece of metal flies through the air and slams into the creature. It cries out, sounding exactly like Trevor.

An arrow then strikes it before a glittering dance of metal from the starknives hits (critical does not confirm)

[ooc]Trevor and Akhuko, your actions?

Oh and a will save from Senn please

I'm so tired!

Trevor thumps with his hammer rather weakly

Hammer,Fatigued: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (19) + 5 = 242d6 + 3 ⇒ (3, 5) + 3 = 11

Trevor deals the creature a mighty blow. Its still there but only just.

Will: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (12) + 7 = 19

Akukho hangs back with little to contribute to the fght.

Pass. Not much I can do here.

Senn, you are fine.

There is nothing else in the room

Where to next?

What happens when the PCs look out the windows, like those in the last room.

"Have you found any doors to the outside?

Are the wall in here magical?

As Senn is recovering slightly she starts to focus on the task a little more. She will start searching for traps, hazards and haunts as we go.

”Even if we have, the Asylum appears to be surrounded with that strange yellow fog still,” Domeric noted, ”I doubt we want to venture out into that, until we know more about what we’re dealing with.”

"OK I see. I got the feeling that I would feel better if I could see the landscape. Though I'm not sure why."

D9 then?

"I expect seeing anything other than these walls would do us all a world of good," Domeric agreed.

D9 sounds good to me

A couch and small desks covered in paint flakes and thick dust fill this communal office. Inside the desk is a book that bears the handwritten word "confiscated". Inside is a Taldan quarto titled Her Majesty's Horrible Nightcap.

"Confiscation of literature... how totalitarian," Domeric lamented, scanning the room with Detect Magic and looking around to see if there was anything of note, before briefly flicking through the book on the off chance it contained any information of use.

Perception: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (11) + 5 = 16

It is probably smut.

Sleight of hand: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (14) + 2 = 16 Trevor tries slipping it into his shirt.

Perception: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (19) + 11 = 30

"It's OK. Take it. But I would like to read it when you are done."

Senn will see if there is anything intresting in the room.