GM Tyranius Tyrant's Grasp (Inactive)

Game Master Tyranius

Atium originally wanted only one medal. But instead grabs two of the medallions, as he notices that two of them have animal emblems.
The first he grabs is an eagles head in profile. If the medallion has color to it, the emblem is probably golden in content.

The other medal that he grabs is one with a Jakal on it. The Jakal looks a bit odd as it has 3 eyes.

We also need to go somewhere productive. Can we get up higher?

Atium looks for stairs or doors that lead to more stairs.

INT: 1d20 + 0 ⇒ (8) + 0 = 8 With frustration Vinas stares. "This is really frustrating. I can't get around the riddles within riddles."

[ooc[That's Vinas. I LOVE this stuff.[/ooc]

Vanyan walks about considering the keys, the rooms, and puzzles, his finger tapping his lips as he walks in slow circles.

1d20 + 2 ⇒ (9) + 2 = 11 Int check

"I dunno. Maybe we should try the keys in a door or lock or something?" Vanyan suggests weakly.

He will also take 20 to examine the 9 eaves keys to see if any show signs of more use than the others. Take 20 Perception = 30.

Tessenarin gives some thought to what they've seen before to see if anything comes to mind.

int check: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (15) + 1 = 16

Tessenarin and Aishe think on the name of the Manor. Nine-Eaves. Each of the keys seems to represent a portion of the house. Vanyan doesn't think any single one shows any more wear than the others.

Vanyan is getting impatient. "I think our *friend* in the portrait owes us another hint, after all this nonsense... we helped clean up a bunch of his master's rooms after all. Maybe in turn he'll make himself a little more useful."

Vanyan ponders whether they should bring all the keys along, just in case. Best to know which one to use, rather than try and carry them all, he supposes.

He shoos Atium and Aishe into the direction of the stairs while adjusting his new underpants which are neither chaffing nor riding up, but in danger of both.

"Vinas, it seems that in his haste, Vanyan has forgotten the keys. It seems likely we should take them so that we have any we need. Would you like to carry them?"

Returning to the portrait, the image appears once again and smiles. "Oh you found the gloves, how fortuitous!" Vinas lays the several different keys out before the frame.

"Hmm." It stares down. "That is quite the conundrum. The Master always did like his puzzles. While I am unable to say which key it is I can help you a bit it seems."[b] The portrait looks to the three keys engraved with a standing rectangle and the numbers 1 through 3. [b]"The rectangle represents the exterior doors of the Manor." He then shifts his gaze to the six keys engraved with a semicircle and the numbers 1 through 6. "The semi-circle represents the number of balconies on the Manor." lastly he looks to the nine engraved with a right triangle and the numbers 1 through 9. "And those with the triangle are the eaves on the Manor." He looks back at you hopefully.

Atium holds up the two medallions for others to see

Anyone know anything about these God's? These both look really bad ass and that they have character.

"In my experience the ones who look the coolest are the most evil. But maybe that's just my taste." Aishe grins wryly.

"I dunno. Maybe we should try the keys in a door or lock or something?" Vanyan suggests weakly.

"Last time we messed with a door, we all lost years of our lives. Let's be sure we know what we're doing before leaping into that particular fire." Aishe hopes, though he has no idea how to make that happen.

When the portrait explains at least some general outlines of what they're up against, Aishe wonders, "Most of those doors are already open. Can they be locked? Do we need to lock some doors and not others? That seems silly." he grows a little frustrated at the puzzles, and the helpful-but-not-quite-enough painting.

He asks again, "Did anyone see keyholes in the eaves?" He goes to the nearest to check, and while he's at it, checks the doors in the area for keyholes - do they all have them?
Perception: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (2) + 8 = 10

If he does not find any keyholes, he'll take-20 on an eave to really check it out.
Perception: 20 + 8 = 28

Atium gets dragged along with the others. He recalls the words that Aishe mentions... the coolest might be associated with the most evil.
Thanks Aishe. Something for me to think about.

As they hear from the painting, and the others constantly repeat the numbers. Three. Six. Nine.
Hey guys, I recall a riddle I heard waaaay back in my youth - and I am still really young.
it went like this.
"On Three, in Six, lies Nine.
For none shall ever see
Vile Good cloaked by Fair Evil..
for eternity...

Atium stops half way through...and shakes his head.
Naaahhh. Couldn't be related. Nevermind I said that.

"Most of those doors are already open. Can they be locked? Do we need to lock some doors and not others? That seems silly."

"A locked door can certainly be locked." The portrait explains quizzically.

"Did anyone see keyholes in the eaves?" He goes to the nearest to check, and while he's at it, checks the doors in the area for keyholes - do they all have them?

Aishe heads outside to see if he can spot any keyholes in the eaves. Circling the manor he spots something curious indeed. The manor has 3 doors which match the number of rectangular keys. The manor has six semi-circle balconies which match the number of balconies, though looking over the manor it looks to actually only have eight eaves, despite its name.

Vanyan pulls his new underwear out from where it was still threatening to ride up his backside, and looks at the keys. He's somewhat stumped at the moment, but thinks the solution is probably just something he is overlooking.

"Have we tried panicking yet?"

"A locked door can certainly be locked." The portrait explains quizzically.

"Yes. But an unlocked door might not be lockable. It may have no lock at all in fact." Aishe responds, still unsure if every door has a lock.

Yet that seems not to matter, so he looks at it from a different perspective. "Well, I only count 8 eaves. So where's the ninth? Find that and we may have something."

He lifts the portrait and looks behind it before turning back to the group.

”Excuse me, Art? Your name is Art, right?” Vanyan asks the painting, figuring that would be the right name. ”On what floor is the ballroom? And now that we have the glove, and the keys, we can open the door and try to wrest the staff away from the grasshopper guy? Am I missing something?”

Apologies for the sparse posting. Desna's been laughing at me in real life.

Vinas cogitates on the pieces so far put together. "So, if there are only 8 eaves, then I'm guessing the ninth is THE key. It's the only key without an obvious match. At this point I'm either highly motivated or desperate, both of which look the same more often than not. Let's just try the 9th key in the ballroom lock. I'm willing to do it if you all want to step back..."

Vinas is obviously serious in his offer to be the one to take the brunt of any trap.

"I agree with Vinas. It does make sense. This key seems to be the only one that does not have a match to something. I say we try it."

"Sure, it's a good hunch. I just wish we had more to go on than a hunch..."

Aishe agrees, try the ninth key!

Atium shrugs his shoulders.
If it works, I'll be the one getting hurt. If it doesn't work, I'll be the one getting hurt.
Either way is pain for me.

"Not sure the maths checks out on that," mumbles Vanyan. "It's our best bet at this point... I'll gladly let you go first, Vinas."

He moves to the gruff human and touches him with a hand, offering a prayer that he was told this morning by a spirit from long ago.

"Bishop Shepherd tells me that this will serve you well." Barkskin +2 NA to AC for 30 minutes. He puts the gloves in Vinas' hands.

Vanyan is tired of phantoms with paper fetishes, not to mention the riddles, but he *is* curious to learn where this will all lead. Likely to more grasshoppers, he speculates. He moves well back of the door when it is opened.

The portrait nods to the door on the second floor. "The Ballroom is just through there."

The painting applauds when you present the key. "Yes, well done! That will let you unlock the ballroom to confront the grasshopper-headed sahkil that has imprisoned the master. Be prepared for a difficult fight, and remember, you only need to take the staff away from it. The gloves will help!"

Vinas stands shocked. As Vanyan had cast his spell*, it began to sink into the young man that a mistake here could instantly change him from a visitor to a resident.

His shoulders, despite being armored, visibly relax beneath the pauldrons.

"I suggest either myself or Atium try the gloves. If it becomes a wrestling match, I think I'm outmatched. I cannot quit this place soon enough. Are we ready?"

If no one objects, I'll open the door.

1d20 + 8 ⇒ (15) + 8 = 23 Know (Planes)

No DC on the check, but I assume 23 makes it. If not, we're facing an Orcus and probably taking a wand to the nuts.

Questions: DRs? Resistances? SRs?

"Sounds like we're facing a wihsaak. They are total dicks, sounds like this one is especially jerky. They love them insects, they do. Also, they..." Vanyan will fill in the rest.

Vanyan looks at Vinas and Atium as they ready themselves for whatever will be waiting inside the ballroom. Something's about to go down, and he begrudgingly admits his admiration for the two men who've consistently volunteered to face danger head-on.

He then briefly reflects on his own squishiness.

Determined to be useful, he leans his spear against the wall, then picks it up again. Keeping his distance from the door, he takes a deep breath. Time to kill it with fire. Or disarm it.

If wihsaaks are not resistant to fire, Vanyan will cast Produce Flame and be ready to enter the room.

Atium clears his hands of weapons. He flexes his fingers. His job and goal will be to get in there and grab that staff.

Anyone able to use that magic thing that heals wounds. Before going into this fight, I'd feel better if some of these aches and pains from the wasps were gone.

My goal will be to grab that staff.
He pulls out the gold medallion of the eagle. He doesn't have a totem for an animal that really "grabs" things. Not a bull, not a turtle, not a Bear... well maybe a bear... but an eagle uses it's talons. He smiles. This will do nicely.
He places the medallion outside his armor, ready to use it's chakra.
Again, he flexes his fingers.
CLW wand: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3
CLW wand: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4
CLW wand: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (8) + 1 = 9

Vanyan please mark off 3 charges

"You're putting on the gloves, right *WANK*? Remember, our job is to disarm the staff and use the staff," Vanyan says after he heals Atium. "Remember your 5 Ds: Disarm, duck, dip, dive, and disarm."

Atium takes the gloves.
Got it. The 5 D's. Got it. If I get it in my hands, I'm tossing it back to one of you Mites.

Atium repeats the 5 d's.. obviously pre-occupied by the upcoming encounter to notice it's really four D's.

Aishe won't let Vinas open the door alone. He loads his crossbow and calmly stands behind him ready to strike.

He voices his only hesitation, though he staunchly waits for the door to open, "So if this thing spouts swarms, do we have any acid left? Or do we just run away?"

"I may be able to assist if we have swarms" Tessanrin says reading his bow

Apologies. The DC was 16.

Vanyan finds that the Nine-Eaves Key gives off a faint transmutation aura now that it has come within vicinity of the door.

Not only that but Vanyan knows a thing or two about Wihsaaks. Namely their bodies are quite resistant to weapons unless they are good aligned. They are also resistant to cold, electricity and sonic effects as well as most spells. SR.

The key unlocks the sliding door into the ballroom. Wooden pillars carved to resemble thin trees support the ceiling of this enormous ballroom. Stairs lead up to a balcony at the south end of the room protected by a wrought-iron railing. A low stage under the balcony contains benches and music stands. The walls are painted with misty forest scenes, each image featuring a clearing with a grave or mausoleum.

A gaunt creature stands in this room, wings buzzing behind it. A grasshopper serves as its head. Its arms split at the elbow, and its four claws grip a staff with a hanging lantern. This must be the wihsaak!

A raspy whisper fills your minds. "How did you get in here? No matter. I'll slaughter you are and savor the sound of your screams!"

The staff jerks and lunges in the sahkil's grasp: attempts to disarm it gain a +4 circumstance bonus. If you are wearing the challenger's gloves, attempts to disarm it of the staff do not provoke attacks of opportunity.

This creature has a gaze attack! Anybody within 30 feet meeting its gaze must make a DC 18 Will save against fear or be shaken for 1d4 rounds. You may choose to avert or close your eyes as usual.

Round 1
Atium (31/36; raging 37/42; 1 cha dam)
Vanyan (18/21; 2 cha dam)
Vinas (27/33; 2 NL; 1 cha dam)
-------------------------------------------------
Vithuz
-------------------------------------------------
Tessenarin (13/18; 1 cha dam)
Aishe (21/22; 1 con dam; 3 cha dam)

Shakra Eagle!!! Atium flies into a rage. He moves forward - and stares right at the thing!
will save: 1d20 - 1 + 2 ⇒ (18) - 1 + 2 = 19 DC18.Raging
And he realizes that *HE* is the biggest, baddest thing in this room. This gaunt grasshopper is NOTHING compared to this bold eagle flying in with talons extended to capture it's prey.

He moves in and grabs at the staff. Snarling, and letting spittle fly.
Disarm: 1d20 + 8 + 4 - 4 ⇒ (3) + 8 + 4 - 4 = 11 Rage staff aid. unarmed penalty.

Move 40 feet and attempt to disarm. Gloves prevent AoO.
Atium snatches at the staff, but the creature gets lucky.

Dang it. Used up Smite and no aura of Courage yet. Sigh.

Vinas tries to time his explosive motion just right. He averts his eyes on the way in High is good: 1d100 ⇒ 13 WILL: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (6) + 6 = 12 for Rounds: 1d4 ⇒ 3

His heart falters a bit, but not his will. Vinas advances. He knows the best bet is to try to force his foe through a tactical gate and into Atium's hands. He risks the opening and moves around the other side. "Atium keep at it, I'll distract it!"

Double move, draws AoO. Will Aid next turn.

Round 1, Init 20

Vanyan cautiously follows the others into the ballroom, longspear at the ready, but not averting his eyes. Intellectually, he mostly understood what they were about to face. But now that they're in the same room, and even without looking at the creature directly, he can tell it is *nasty*. He shivers in disgust - and immediately has a keen sense that the creature delights in his revulsion.

1d20 + 6 ⇒ (8) + 6 = 14 Will
1d4 ⇒ 1 rounds

We have a job to do.

He steadily focuses on Atium, who seems to have the right idea but could apparently use a little help with what he's doing.

1d20 + 2 - 2 ⇒ (6) + 2 - 2 = 6 to aid Atirum to hit vs. DC 10 (shaken)

Atium rushes in, snatching at the staff. It seems to jerk in the wihsaak's hands but ultimately Atium misses as he slides on the ballroom floor, Vanyan tripping him as he doesn't seem to be looking at the wihsaak, averting his vision. Vinas tries to sneak past but Vithuz is just a bit quicker on his feet as the quarterstaff swipes his legs.

Combat reflexes.

AoO Quarterstaff vs Vinas AC 21: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (8) + 13 = 21
Damage: 1d6 + 6 ⇒ (6) + 6 = 12

Vithuz begin to beat his wings. the effect creates a maddening, droning sound that begins to numb your minds.

@Everyone- Need a DC 16 Will save or confused for 1 round.

Round 2
Atium (31/36; raging 37/42; 1 cha dam)
Vanyan (18/21; 2 cha dam)
Vinas (15/33; 2 NL; 1 cha dam)
-------------------------------------------------
Vithuz
-------------------------------------------------
Tessenarin (13/18; 1 cha dam)
Aishe (21/22; 1 con dam; 3 cha dam)

will save: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (18) + 3 = 21

Tessenarin moves into the room and sees Vinas take a savage blow from the staff. He gestures and begins to sing briefly, a song the party has never heard before, a melodic song that brings to mind being outside on a rainy day. The staff of the creature is then covered in grease, making it difficult for him to hold.

the staff is greased and he'll need a DC14 Reflex save to hold it

Will: 1d20 + 6 - 2 ⇒ (17) + 6 - 2 = 21 Feeling the fear, Vinas sees no reason to avert his gaze. He resists the droning assault on his whits. He looks to Atium to see if the man resists:

If the staff falls due to Tessenarin's well placed spell, Vinas will simply pick it up.

Will: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (16) + 3 = 19 vs DC 18 will or shaken for Rounds: 1d4 ⇒ 3
Will: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (15) + 3 = 18 vs DC 16 or confused for 1 round

Aishe hesitates at the door when meeting the creature’s gaze. He overcomes his fears, mostly, and strides into the room. He takes careful aim and shoots - hoping for the best!
Crossbow (cold iron, silver): 1d20 + 7 + 1 ⇒ (16) + 7 + 1 = 24 (point blank) damage: 1d8 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 2 + 1 = 8 (point blank)

He smiles as everything seems to be working out. He can't believe his luck.

Round 2, Init 20

1d20 + 6 ⇒ (2) + 6 = 8 Will
1d100 ⇒ 94 confusion

Vanyan's head fills up with the sound of droning, no unlike Tess's singing, but slightly worse. He spins, confusedly, showing his longspear to Atium, then Vinas, then Aishe, then Tessanarin.

"STAY AWAY FROM MY CHEESE! I WARNED YOU!!" Vanyan strikes out at 1d4 ⇒ 1...Vinas. "THE CHEESE STANDS ALONE!! IT'S MINE!!"

1d20 + 2 ⇒ (8) + 2 = 10 to hit;
1d8 + 0 ⇒ (1) + 0 = 1 damage.

Grease Reflex Save: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (20) + 9 = 29

The grease covers the staff but having multiple holds on the wooden beam the wihsaak holds firm. Vanyan begins to scream, closely guarding his cheese as Vinas watches to see what happens with Atium as the bug's wings drone on.

Aishe's crossbow bolt seems to bounce right off of the hard exoskeleton frame. DR negated all the damage. Aishe hears the voice deep in his mind. "I will suck the marrow from your bones as I drain you from your feet."

Round 2
Atium (31/36; raging 37/42; 1 cha dam)
Vanyan (18/21; 2 cha dam)
Vinas (15/33; 2 NL; 1 cha dam)
-------------------------------------------------
Vithuz
-------------------------------------------------
Tessenarin (13/18; 1 cha dam)
Aishe (21/22; 1 con dam; 3 cha dam)

Atium puts a hand on the staff, but it is oddly now very slippery and the hand falls along the shaft.
While he's staring at the staff, he hears the beating of the wings. Thinking the creature might be taking off- Atium's heart races.

save: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (20) + 1 = 21 DC 16
BOOYA!!
I shall not worry. I am the embodiment of an eagle. You can not fly fast enough or far enough to escape me.
So he reaches out his talons once more grab the staff away from the puny grasshopper. Atium looks over and gives a nod to Vinas for his help.
disarm: 1d20 + 8 + 4 - 4 + 2 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 8 + 4 - 4 + 2 + 2 = 15 Flank and aid. Unarmed
Ah bold words, but not born of truth.

Atium continues to stuggle to disarm the wihsaak. The large, brightly colored mandibles snip the air while the four arms grip the greased pole tightly.

The wihsaak looks around the room as its wings continue to create that maddening sound. Vithuz' body begins to heave back and forth as hundreds of spiders pour forth from his mouth, falling loosely onto the ground below. The spiders leap and bite all over Vinas.

Spider Swarm Damage (Vinas): 1d6 ⇒ 4 DC 11 Fort save vs Poison; DC 11 Fort save vs Distraction

Round 3, Init 20

One of the few things that Vanyan values more than his cheese is keeping the marrow *inside* his bones, where it belongs. The threat of becoming the creature's appetizer seems to temporarily distract him from his quest to defend nonexistent dairy products from the other members of the group.

He looks around the room, trying to regain his senses...

1d20 + 6 ⇒ (9) + 6 = 15 Will - shaken
1d20 + 6 - 2 ⇒ (2) + 6 - 2 = 6 Will - confusion
1d100 ⇒ 71 confusion

... but the droning continues, seemingly coming from *within* his own head. In an attempt to drown out the noise, he bangs the handle of his longspear against his head.

1d8 - 2 ⇒ (2) - 2 = 0 damage (shaken)

save: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (12) + 1 = 13 Save Vs. Shaken DC 18
duration: 1d4 ⇒ 3

save: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (16) + 1 = 17 Save vs. Confusion. DC 16

Disarm: 1d20 + 8 + 4 - 4 + 2 + 2 - 2 ⇒ (17) + 8 + 4 - 4 + 2 + 2 - 2 = 27 Attempt to disarm. CBM

Atium watches and waits to pounce. The fearsomeness of the creature starting to embed itself into his mind as spiders stream out of his body,
This thing is unnatural! Nothing should be able to do what it does!
But even though his heart is slightly faint, he takes advantage of the opportunity when it turns it's grasshopper head towards Vinas to watch the spidery effect.
Atium times it perfectly and lunges for the staff. Grabbing it with both hands. It's slippery, but that seems to help Atium and hinder the 4 armed Grass-monster.

Round: 2

Will: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (6) + 3 = 9 vs DC 18 will or shaken for Rounds: 1d4 ⇒ 3
Will: 1d20 + 3 - 2 ⇒ (15) + 3 - 2 = 16 (shaken) vs DC 16 or confused for 1 round

Aishe, realizing his crossbow does nothing, and now afraid, uncharacteristically drops it, draws his dagger as he moves, and aids Atium, or tries to.

Dagger: 1d20 + 3 - 2 ⇒ (2) + 3 - 2 = 3 vs DC 10 to Aid another (attack)

save vs Fear: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (15) + 3 = 18 for rounds: 1d4 ⇒ 1 disregard the rounds

Save vs confusion: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (1) + 3 = 4 and Jeff's it

confusion effect: 1d100 ⇒ 76 I can't see the tactical maps at work. It's either going to Aishe or Vanyan though so... 1 is Aishe and 2 is Vanyan

who do I shoot: 1d2 ⇒ 1

longbow: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (13) + 5 = 18
damage: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3

FORT Poison: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (11) + 9 = 20
FORT Distraction: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (2) + 9 = 11
Will v. Fear: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (5) + 6 = 11
Will v. Confusion: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (7) + 6 = 13

A confused Vinas 1d100 ⇒ 77 would attack the nearest creature, if he wasn't puking.

Tessenarin gets confused and shoots Aishe in the leg with an arrow. The shallow wound causes him to stumble as he draws a dagger. Atium pounces, both hands grabbing ahold of the staff, kicking a foot into the wihsaak's chest Atium succeeds and manages to wrestle the staff free as he disarms Vithuz. "NO!"

@Atium- It is a +2 Cold Iron Quarterstaff. Just letting you know stats for your attack roll.

Vanyan feels the droning in his mind and can only think of a single way to stop it and he bops himself in the head with the wooden end of his spear while Vinas vomits all over his armor.

Vithuz continues to regurgitate as even more spiders slowly crawl from his maw. The wings come a deafening drone. "Eat the flesh from their bones little ones." Each words spits out additional spiders.

Green Spider Swarm Damage (Vinas): 1d6 ⇒ 6 DC 11 Fort save vs Poison; DC 11 Fort save vs Distraction

Pink Spider Swarm Damage (Atium and Aishe): 1d6 ⇒ 3 DC 11 Fort save vs Poison; DC 11 Fort save vs Distraction

Exhulting in the thrill of victory Atium talks a big game. You have met your match against The Eagle. What you have stolen, has been taken back! The Eagle brings about liberty. No, it is the soul of liberty. I normally think that I am but it's shell -oh, but not today. Not right now. And you will know that I am an Eagle when I bring my anger down upon thee!

will post actual action in a bit.

Round: 3

Saves in order of request…

Fort: 1d20 + 4 - 2 ⇒ (6) + 4 - 2 = 8 (shaken) vs DC 11 vs poison
Fort: 1d20 + 4 - 2 ⇒ (18) + 4 - 2 = 20 (shaken) vs DC 11 vs distraction

Will: 1d20 + 3 - 2 ⇒ (3) + 3 - 2 = 4 (shaken) vs DC 18 will or shaken for Rounds: 1d4 ⇒ 1
Will: 1d20 + 3 - 2 ⇒ (6) + 3 - 2 = 7 (shaken) vs DC 16 or confused for 1 round
Confusion: 1d100 ⇒ 28

Aishe grits his teeth in the thick of it, and does what he can to aid Atium in his quarterstaff attack. Alas, what he can do is stand there gibbering at the onslaught that one creature can make when the very rules of reality are bent!

"Ah, oh, uh, yes, well, um..."

He looks down at his dagger, and wonders what it is for.

Round 4, Init 20

Vanyan's head hurts, and he's trying really hard to remember why his forehead in particular is throbbing with heat and pain. That horrible buzzing is still in the air, and in fact seems to have only gotten even worse. He really wishes it would just STOP for a moment so he can concentrate and think.

1d20 + 6 ⇒ (5) + 6 = 11 Will - shaken
1d20 + 6 - 2 ⇒ (3) + 6 - 2 = 7 Will - confusion
1d100 ⇒ 26 confusion

"I wear the cheese; it does not wear me!", he announces proudly to Aishe, who stands right in front of him, looking a little forlorn.

Atium is bitten by the spiders and while he is ready to use the staff to pound the daylights out of this grasshopper- he can't exactly remember what the painting said to do with the staff once he got his hands on it.
What, What should this staff do? isn't a guy supposed to pop out of it?
Atium, moves away from the grasshopper - he doesn't want 4 arms grabbing it back.
He swivels to see which of his companions has their whits about them.
Tess- do you know how to get the man to jump out of the staff? BLECK! He barely gets the sentence out, as he throws up the goodberry he ate earlier. Not a lot of content, but colorful when mixed with stomach bile.

The poison courses through several of your veins as you become a small bit weaker.

Aishe Poison (Str damage): 1d2 ⇒ 2
Atium Poison (Str damage): 1d2 ⇒ 1

Aishe and Vanyan begin to babble incoherently as Atium begins to heave a bit himself. Swatting at the spiders in disgust they seem to make his skin crawl.

Round 4
Atium (28/36; raging 35/42; 1 cha dam; 1 str dam; poisoned)
Vanyan (18/21; 1 NL; 2 cha dam)
Vinas (5/33; 2 NL; 1 cha dam)
-------------------------------------------------
Vithuz
Spider Swarm
-------------------------------------------------
Tessenarin (13/18; 1 cha dam)
Aishe (15/22; 1 con dam; 3 cha dam; 2 str dam; poisoned)