Killiss throws sand at mid air and accidentally gets some on Debra's hair. Peter swings at something he believes to be in the square in front of him...but comes up empty...clawed...
Debra
Greg
Ogar
Killiss
Greg watches Peter and Killiss in confusion. "What's going on guys?" He pokes curiously at the space with his greatsword. "Are we like, fighting air or something?"
Debra liked Killiss's idea and decides to give it a try.
Debra, trusting that whatever is there won't want to attack her and give away its advantage, steps to the south 15 feet.
As the party continues to find, what the believe to be, a creature or SOMETHING in the area that Peter is growling at...Peter suddenly stop growing...and then starts to sniff again slight southeast of the square that he was growling at before.
Brenda
Greg
Ogar
Killiss
Killiss moves to the North 15 Feet.
Ogar looks around for whatever tipped off Peter.
Not seeing anything he wonders if water would show the sneaky foe, and grasping the idol, he focuses on raining down water in a the area around them to reveal either foot prints, or some sort of outline of the creature.
Ogar's spell drops 2 full gallons of water on a 25 foot area centered off the square that everyone was focused on. It is clear now that the little jerk moved away from the close encounter with a bear and is now 10 feet to the south of Greg.
The water takes the form of a tiny creature hovering in the air. It wings stretch to a length that is disproportionate to its scaley body. Horns h curl out from the sides of his snarling...and perhaps...smiling? face. The bits and pieces of the thing that the water did not contact are still missing which only makes everything about this creature more disconcerting.
It shakes off the water and disappears completely again for a moment only to reappear in full form a moment later. He is mostly green. His horns blacka and wicked looking.
He stares at Ogar with pure hate in his eyes.
"They will reward me for this. I will be a hero! Now stand still so I can KILL YOU the thing says in a low and demonic voice. You are surprised that a thing this small can produce such voice.
Killiss has a feeling he's encountered this type of creature before, unfortunately, if he has, it was too far in his past to remember. He decides now is not the time to try and strain to remember. He casts his Gravity Bow spell and prepares to take aim. Peter moves 20ft in order to get into melee range.
The creatures let's out a maniacal laugh. The whole party starts the feel a bit of fear creep in.
The party feels a bit...shaken...
"Keep track of it! It can go invisible whenever it wants!"
Feeling a little freaked out by this little thing, Debra moves away from it and closer to her friends. Looking to inspire a little courage in the face of this creature's terrifying visage, Debra yells at it: "Hero? More like a zero!"
Screaming in a most unmanly fashion, Greg runs around for a moment like a chicken with its head cut off before settling behind the bat-baby-horn-monster-invisibilitating-thingy and swinging wildly at it.
He may or may not be crying again.
Ogar moves in to attack with his scimitar, trying to leave room for ranged shots on Debra and Killiss.
Killiss takes Aim and fires with his long bow and then Peter attacks.
Killiss:
Peter:
Creature (12 Damage)
Debra
Greg
Ogar
Killiss
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The creature looks at Greg with pure hatred and unleashes a flurry of attacks.
The creature hits Greg with all 3 attacks...but they do not seem to do anything...except leave an evil looking scratch...and he starts to feel a bit...icky
Creature(12 Damage)
Debra
Greg (3 Damage, Poisoned)
Ogar
Killiss
Debra moves 20 feet south to get a clear shot at the creature. She aims her crossbow with her slightly trembling hand and fires.
She then reloads her crossbow and prepares for another attack.
Greg does his usual technique to overcome fear, which is to scream incoherently and swing wildly, shouting It is made all the more surreal and confusing by the running mascara under his eyes that absolutely was not present before he started crying.
Greg's wild attacks strike home in the most gruesome of ways. The massive sword slices one of the demon's legs smooth off. The backswing of the attack enters the things lower left side and exits his right shoulder cutting the demon completely in half. It is done with such precision and aggression that the top piece slides off of the bottom piece before they both fall to the ground
Greg thrusts his fist into the air, Breakfast Club style, and says, "Yeah, baby! Take that!" He then promptly falls over, fist still outstretched, from fatigue. "I don't feel so good."
Debra calls Ogar over to Greg. "I think that thing poisoned Greg. Can you help him? I'll do what I can."
"You don't look so good, but dang, Greg, you made that thing your B@*ch. I'm sure glad we're on the same team. I'm sure Ogar will have you back on your feet in no time"
Ogar kneels down and checks on Greg.
Greg sits up after Ogar's medicine and nods. "Thanks! I feel a little better, I think."
Debra offers a hand to Greg to "help" him up. Once he's on his feet, she looks up at him, smiles, and says, "I was beginning to think you really are invincible. It's good to see that you're as mortal as the rest of us." She looks down at the bisected creature on the ground. "Not that it mattered to this poor guy. Good gravy, Greg. What did he say before he died pathetically? 'They will reward' him? I think that means we are getting close to answers and someone doesn't want us to have them."
She briefly checks if the creature had anything worth taking on him.
Debra searches the 2 halves of the demon only to make her hands full of gross demon insides. Wash and wash her hands as she might...that smell will never wash out of her skin.
The group searches the rest of the square but does not find much else besides some fruits and vegetables...Greg finds a pretty flower.
With their work done here, the party heads to the warehouse.
The rusty front doors of this large, dingy warehouse are slightly ajar, as if someone forgot to close them entirely.Sprawled across the door and the southern side of the building are thick, disgusting, purplish-black strands that pulse with malevolence.
There is a single door in front of the party and down the side of the building a set of solid wooden doors can be seen.
Greg pokes uncertainly at the throbbing purple stuff with his greatsword. "That... doesn't look healthy." He reaches out slowly with his hand, intending to poke it with his finger.
"GREG!" Debra grabs Greg's hand and looks at him incredulously. "Seriously?"
Shaking her head, she leads Greg away from the demon's bile. "Ogar, if you please," she says, gesturing towards his morningstar.
Greg's cheeks redden and he shuffles back sheepishly.
"Hey wait Greg, isn't that the demons bile stuff? Here lets see if the cold iron mace will displace it again." Ogar says taking out the cold iron mace and starting to hit the purplish stuff.
While Ogar destroys the demon's bile, Debra invites the others to help her take a look around the immediate area, specifically looking for traps, tracks, and any windows they can peek through.
Just in the knick of time, Debra stops Greg from doing something stupid...again...
Ogar steps up and does away with the demons bile on the door handle.
Debra checks to see if there is anything fishy going on with the door. There does not appear to be any traps on this door. The warehouse has no reachable windows that Debra can see through.
Greg waits for the others to gather at the door before throwing it open.
Hoping everyone is ready, Greg hefts his sword onto his shoulder and throws open the front door.
Basic warehouse supplies, such as ropes, hammers, crowbars, and cargo nets, hang from the northern wall of this room. Several crates stand against the western wall. Doors stand against the east and south walls. A pulsating mass of purplish-black sludge lies along the floor near the southern wall between the two doors, and long filaments anchor the substance to the walls and ceiling. A large, strange egg sac lies at the center of the slime, with tiny legs visibly scrabbling beneath its surface. Three other nearby egg sacs have already burst.
As soon as Greg throws the door open, he sees 3 huge creatures patrolling the room. One them was standing next to the door when he threw it open. They are both caught by surprise.
ROUND 1
Greg starts off with his usual feeble screaming and swings wildly at the creature before running away.
As Greg attacks, misses terribly, and then runs away crying, the creature he was targeting tries to bit him.
Debra knows better than to enter that room of death. She pulls an alchemist's fire off her belt and says, "Hey guys, look! It's Tubby, Flubby, and Chubby!"
As Greg flings the door open, Killiss readies his bow and he and Peter slip into the warehouse. Killiss positions himself in the corner in attempt to keep as much distance between him and the creatures. Peter takes a five foot step and stands right next to Killiss just inside the doorway. Killiss takes a good look at the creatures hoping he might identify them and provide some useful information to his party. Peter goes on the offensive right way.
Greg flings open the door screams in surprise, swings wildly at whatever just scared him, misses, cries, and runs away.
The creature also screams, attacks Greg as he moves away, cries, but stays put.
Debra fat shames the creatures.
Killiss charges in and up. Peter follows, is startled by Greg's girly scream, and misses with his bite and one of his claws, but is able to make some contact with the creature.
Peter is attacked by 2 Centipedes is hurt pretty bad and is spurting blood from a major organ.
Ogar winces at the damage taken by Peter. Focusing on healing him and the party members he looks outside the door at the sun, bringing its blinding light into the room.
Never one to understand subtlety, Greg reels back with a bellow and a hoot n' holler, and beats the centipede with a DVD copy of He's Just Not That Into You stabs it with his big sword.
Killiss takes a shot at the Centipede closest to the door.
Peter unleashes an attack on the other Centipede.
Killiss's arrow flies right past his targets head and sticks into the wall behind him. Killiss sighs and looks over to Peter who, by this time, has 1/2 of a Giant Centipede hanging from his snout.
As Greg brings the giant sword down on the 3rd Centipede's neck (?) he can see, what he can on describe as, a smile form across the Centipedes gross face. A glimmer in the centipede's eye is the last thing Greg see's before the sword detaches the things head from the rest of its body.
The last remaining Centipede tries to bite Peter...
Debra knows she'd just be in the way if she tried to enter that room now. The others seem to have it handled so she'll hang out outside the warehouse for now.
Ogar moves in, and attacks the remaining Centipede.
Debra enters the warehouse and checks on her companions. She sees the huge amount of demon's bile and her eyes widen. She asks Ogar to destroy it with his morningstar while she examines the egg. "We might need to destroy this thing, but let me look at it first."
Debra carefully surveys the egg embedded in the demons bile. It only takes a moment before she is positive that the thing is about to hatch. She also knows that it will not take much force at all to destroy it.