"Yeah, let's continue for a bit. I feel ready for another near-death experience, folks."
You both sneak forward Atar noticeably less so. You see down the hall way a dark room. It looks L shaped and large, filled with knee deep, pale purple mist. Beneath the mist is a floor of small, glossy black blocks, noticeably different from the flagstone elsewhere in the dungeon. A stone archway is barely visible by the light of magical fire to the west.
"Oh, hells. I hope it isn't another shadow room.
The floor looks different than the other room, so it probably summons fire elementals or something. I've a bad feeling about this."
Crreping closer, Bob peers around carefully, then prods the floor in front of him, looking for pressure plates.
"Why does everything in here have to be so strange?" Immana complains as she approaches the doorway and looks around.
Great more black...just what we needed. Still weak from the shrubs and now this. What the f&$+ is this place?
Trakas moves forward scanning the area...
You notice no traps as you looks around though the three of you do notice a purple gem in the middle of the room lying on the floor. Nothing happens as you poke at the floor looking into this dark room.
"Yeah, right... There hasn't been any loot in this dungeon so far. We're supposed to believe that gem is just sitting there? Let's pass it by and see if we can get it on the way out."
Bob will take a quick step into the room, then jump back. If nothing happens, he will again dash across the room to the exit on the other side.
"What if we try shooting something at the gem before we move in? Perhaps that can trigger it, if it's trapped?"
Atar looks up, half-expecting the beasts from before to be readying a surprise attack.
Bob shrugs. "Can't hurt, right?"
He takes out a blunt arrow and shoots at the gem.
You fart in then back out, wisps of mist moving and shifting as you do, nothing happens. You then shoot the arrow at the gem, which hits it causing it to skitter across the floor and hit the wall, nothing really changes though you do notice the mists become a little more violet that side and your side a little more white.
Trakas lifts one hand and speaks a few arcane words. His fingers leave wakes of magical energy as he traces unseen symbol in the air.
The Magus points at the gem and directs it to the side. He watches the mist trying to judge if the violet mist is following or if it is being stirred up by the movement of the gem.
At some point he lifts it up into the air to again watch the mist.
Who want the gem?
As you lift it up, the mist shifts slightly as the violet color dulls in the room. Nothing happens as it comes off the ground via the magic hand.
Eyeing the room warily, Bob comments. "You got it out, Trakas, you may as well hold onto it for now. Maybe we actually will get some loot from here, though I suppose we'll have to check with the mayor and Cornelius before selling it."
In the absence of anything bad happening, Bob will continue his plan to dart across to the other entrance of the room.
Watching the rock fall into Trakas' hands, he wonders, Is it magical?
Brightberry casts detect magic and focuses on the gem. If nothing, he will then sweep it around the room.
The two shrubberies will wait to see a couple of the mammals make it safely across the room, and then move to join them.
As you run across the mist swirls and after a few seconds of running through bob you almost make it through before you see rise up from the mist a fry like creature with black eyes made of mist, and cloud. Make a will save.
On fail shaken for 1hour.
Brightberry you detect no magic on the stone, though in the room you do detect magic and it is a faint aura.
Bob start shivering uncontrollably as a sudden blast of cold washes over him.
Trakas sees the creature pop and tries to yell a warning as he advances.Bob...
He rushes in and swings his blade at the creature.
The rest of you see a Bob shiver as he almost gets across. His normal complexion turning white. But nothing else seems different.
Bob backs away, still shivering. Through teeth clenched to get them to stop chattering, he warns, "Something appeared... mist... maybe time... leave? come back... tomorrow"
Atar jumps to Bob's side, confused. "Hey, buddy, you alright? What did you see? Was it one of those shadow things? Brightberry, do you see anything special? Like, magic special?"
Brightberry will concentrate, outside of the room, on the faint aura. "Ummm. Some kinds of magic special. Not sure what. Give me a minute."
The mist creatures disappears as quickly as it came, vanishing into wisps.
Atar as you come in and begin to talk to bob you see a creature begin to form from the mist, with fiendish horns and claws. It stares at you with dark sockets. Though just like before only you see this everyone else seeing Atar look at what appears to be plain mist.
You are also shaken for 1 hour.
And just as quick as it appears it vanishes to you Atar.
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Atar raises his head before Bob can reply and blinks. "Dad? Wait…no, uncle? Nana?" Once the image disappears, he shakes his head and says to no one in particular. "If you're going to try and scare me with someone from the family, you could at least get the horns right. Totally not believable."
The tiefling looks around the room, trying to see if the image he saw came from any specific point.
You look around to find the source of the trap but it eludes you for the moment the mist obscuring the room.
Something appeared? Dad? What the f!+# are you two about?
Still chattering, and darting his bow in every direction inside of the mist, Bob tries to explain.
"I saw a fey creature... I'm sure of it... Blasted me with cold and disappeared...."
He looks paranoid and fearful, "It's still out there in the mist, I know it, ready to drag me back...."
Brightberry looks to Redleaf and neither of them seem to have anything to offer. It seems that the thing to do is move across this room. Brightberry and Redleaf will follow.
You start to run across the room and make it about the same place as Atar and Bob before what appears to you to be an angry human wielding a torch materializes waving it at you.
Shaken for 1 hour.
[ooc] That's right, lol. Forgot that I don't have arcana yet. [/B]
"I ain't afraid of no torch. Especially an imaginary one! Let's keep moving."
Trakas shakes his head in confusion at what is going on but advances into the mist holding the gem in one hand and his large black blade in the other. The later still crackles with electricity.
When Trakas get to the middle of the room, he keeps his grip on the gem and relaxes his grip on his blade. He waits for the "image" to appear.
He strikes out at the image in hopes of disrupting it before it can do any damage to him
He looks around for what has frighten the others.
The image of a river figure begins to form but you steel you’re self, keeping your emotions in control. You slash at it and it dissipates into mist.
She heads into the mist...
...and exits the other side unscathed and with even stronger resolve than before.
Still fearfully watching the mists, Bob starts moving toward the other entrance again. "Well, it doesn't seem to be attacking anymore, and I'd like to get out of this mist, so maybe we should all keep moving."
Due to your training you the mist starts to form a shape but a calming breathing steels you’re nerves and it never seems to take shape your will far to strong for the magic to take hold. You all make it to the other side, more or less ok.
Atar keeps close to Bob and helps the ranger cross the rest of the room. "Easy there, buddy. It's some sort of trap that messes up with your mind. There's nothing here that will hurt you. Well, in that room, specifically, I'm guessing that there's still plenty of stuff ready to murder us here."
Once they're clear of the room, the tiefling examines the corridor for anything out of the ordinary, like pressure plates, runes and whatnot.
You look and find no signs of a trap ahead in the corridor.
"Bob. You look hurt. Let me heal you before we go more."
[/B]Now I just have berries in case of emergency. Be more careful."[/b]
brightberry is ready to follow.
"Thanks, Brightberry. I feel a little warmer now." The shivering stops, but Bob still looks paranoid.
Uncharacteristically hanging back, he watches Atar. "I'll cover you"
Atar winks at Bob. "No problem! Let's see what we have here…" He moves as quietly as he can, rapier in hand.
Trakas follows along.
You sneak forward and see thick, square columns support the low ceiling of this natural cavern, but the walls remain uneven hewn stone and the floor is only partially paved. Rough tunnels and unfinished walls extend for some distance. Tattered first, foul-looking bedrolls, Sachs of food, and battered old crates and casks are scattered around in an improvised campsite. You see what appears to be 4 goblins standing and chattering.
“We leave soon?” “No.” “But others dead now.” “No, Zog will guide us. Show us ancient treasure, to statue. Past trap past bugs.”
That’s all you can hear for the moment.
"Ancient treasure. At the statue? Did we miss something? They eyes maybe? We should go back and look again maybe." Brightberry whispers to the group.
After gauging the other's reactions, a thought pops in Brightberry's head, How long do goblins live? 20 years? How old is "ancient" to them?
"Maybe we missed something around the devil statue? There could be other sections of the complex that we missed, as well."
"I wonder who Zog is? Maybe we should try to talk to them?"
"Yeah, me too. Perhaps it's this oracle the little guy told us about the other day?"
He nods in agreement to Bob. "Always better to try and talk, right? I picked up some goblin lately, can try and pass as an envoy or something. But perhaps you guys can prepare something in case things go south? In case they get arrow-y like last time?"
Brightberry and Redleaf confer and advanced until they are at the corner. They both then become twisted vines grow ing out of cracks.
Bob creeps up close enough to provide some cover for Atar, making sure that Brightberry transfers the Light spell to something that Atar is holding.
Trakas keep himself ready to move if battle is to be joined.
Brightberry does as Bob asks
"Maybe it was the compartment in the statue that we couldn't open? They did mention the bugs we fought there as well." Immana moves up as well, keeping an eye out for anything else of interest.