Chakos attempts to break free of the goo encasing him...
Fail
Fail
+1 for Acid
[ooc]So 2 damage.[/dice]
= Success!
1 Damage from acid
= Failure!
The huge worm-like thing sends an enormous globule of goo in their directions even as he lets go of the grenade, and in the next moment Elliot finds himself encased in the stuff, which burns and hardens almost instantly! He manages to hold his breath, but straining against the hardened shell yields no results and the archaeologist feels panic grip him!
With no regard for personal safety, he tries to rock himself back and forth, trying to make himself fall in order to help break the hardened glue that has imprisoned him!
= Success?
Whether through luck or sheer force of will, Elliot finds himself free of the hardened shell and gasps for breath as he regains his feet and takes a look around to see what fresh hell awaits him...
New round! Everyone go!
"Elliot! Chakos!" Antonio breaks the rest of himself free of the hardened goo and sees Elliot gasping on the floor. He rushes over to him. "Did you see Chakos?" Then he turns to see a massive lump nearby. "Chakos, are you in there!"
The priest kicks at the hard shell.
Chakos, although he is suffocating, continues to try and get out of his cocoon.
Success
+1 for Acid
While Antonio helps break Chakos out of his prison, Abraham still struggles to get out.
Seeing the others breaking free of the goo, Elliot moves to assist Abraham, who seems to be having trouble. He glances over his shoulder at the gate, hoping that the portal is destroyed and the terrifying dhole is forever trapped in whatever world lies beyond their own...
Inside the shell of hardened acidic goo, Abraham begins to suffocate! Elliot smashes at the cocoon, and the ex-soldier shrugs mightily from within, shattering the hardened goo. He collapses, gasping.
Elliot spares a glance for the portal and finds that it is spinning rapidly and without stability. Sparks begin to fly from both the portal and the instrument panels. Smoke billows fires begin to erupt! It looks as though the whole thing is getting ready to explode!
"Let's get the hell out of here!" Chakos beckons his companions and starts running...
Elliot does his best to support Abraham and heads for the entrance. "Right behind you! Padre! Hurry before that thing explodes and kills us all!" Or worse... He thinks to himself as he wonders for a moment what sorts of horrors lie beyond that portal, should they all be swept up into it. But he firmly shoves the terrifying thought aside and heads for the tunnel entrance as fast as he can while supporting Abraham - or at least until the soldier is able to move on his own again.
Abraham chokes for air as he breaks out of the hardening cocoon, gasping for breath before grabbing a hold of Elliot and rushing towards the door. There was no time to talk, to try and process the horrors that they had witnessed here. All there was time to do was rush forward and live for another day.
Antonio helps Elliot with Abraham, nearly picking up the man over his shoulder. Vamos! We need to move!"
You hustle out of the ancient serpent-man sanctuary as instrument panels burn and mysterious gasses explode behind you. Ahead of you, the many leather-winged beasts burst into the sky, startled by the rising tide of noise and flames.
Just as you make it to the cliff's edge a cataclysmic explosion touches off in the mountainside chamber. Flames roar towards you as if you were in the barrel of the world's largest shotgun.
Chakos tries to dive into a side corridor and cover his face and head!
Elliot looks for a place to dive off to the side as well, trying to avoid tumbling down the cliff if there is any shelter to be had to one side or the other. But if worse comes to worse, he will try to drop down so as to avoid the blast and keep from sliding all the way down to the base of the cliff as best he can.
Antonio follows Elliot, trying to duck and slide down the slope to avoid the explosion.
Elliot, Abraham and Antonio, give me your choice of Climb or Jump rolls!
Chakos, give me a Luck roll!
Elliot leaps away from the explosion that threatens to turn him into human buckshot, hoping for the best...
"Aaiiieeeeeeeeeeeee!!!"
Beaten and battered, Abraham managed to scale the cliff above the entrance and cling there in safety.
Chakos lunged into a side room, but the flames roared into every cranny and found him!
Antonio tried to climb with Abraham but lost his footing.
Elliot tried to leap to a safe ledge but couldn't catch the edge and plummeted.
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Chakos and Elliot, scratch off 30 points of Luck each and tell me what unlikely circumstance saved your life!
Tumbling down the steep slope, Elliot screams as he suddenly feels nothing but open air beneath him! In the next instant, he is smashing through tree branches before landing heavily in a grassy streambed. The archaeologist groans in pain as he runs along his body from head to toe. Nothing feels broken... lacerated, bruised and sprained yes, but he is somehow, thankfully, alive and even able to walk. Painfully... yes, very painfully... Well, it's more of a limp, really...
He makes his way back to the bomb, wondering how much time is left before it explodes - and wondering if maybe that wouldn't be such a bad thing after all...
Chakos ducked into a side passage to try and avoid the flames, which worked, somewhat... As the rumbling began to be felt through the mountain, the roof of the cave he tried to hide in fell, and Chakos was knocked silly by the falling debris, but he was luckily protected from the flames.
It took a while for Chakos to wake, and he had a thundering sound in his head, and his arms, and his back. 'Can you hear thunder in your muscles,' Chakos wondered? Maybe not, but it sure seemed like he could. He pushed the rubble off of his battered and bruised self, and called out, "Padre? Elliott?" His voice caused his head to pound even worse.
Antonio flings himself off the ledge and tumbles on the rocks before he is slowed by some brush on the slope. He manages to grab hold of the stunted vegetation before he falls further down. He tries to shield his eyes from the fountain of fire that erupts up above.
Abraham, Antonio, Chakos and Elliot limp back to the truck. The haftorang device is where they left it, near the mouth of the dhole cavern. It must be ticking down towards zero. You think you have a few hours at best.
First aid first...
Father Antonio...
Elliott...
Me...
Elliot winces as Chakos tends to his injuries. "Thanks. I feel like I fell off a cliff. Oh. Yeah..." He grins at his friend, then winces again as he chuckles lightly at his own joke.
Glancing at the haftorang device, the archaeologist can only shrug. "I think we need to drop in that pit and hope for the best. Drive like hell out of here and hope that it doesn't kill us all." He suggests.
Chakos winces and nods, ”Shame there isn’t a bar and a bordello nearby, but barring those options, we can drive like there’s no tomorrow, because maybe there won’t be!”
"We need to punch the hell out of here and back to the base, warn those we can. Father, grab the wheel. The rest of you, rifles ready." Abraham barks out, the tremble thankfully staying out of his voice as he hopes into the back of the jeep.
"Wait, we need to get the device. If we are leaving it here, then we need to take it to the pit. Otherwise, we need to bring it back with us to disarm it." Antonio looks up at the island. "Do you think that explosion stopped them? It closed the gate thing. Was that enough?"
Elliot nods at the Father's words, pointing at the bomb that is still sitting out in the open. "Yes, we need to something about that first! I don't think we can take the chance we have the time to disarm it, much less hope there's someone around that can do it. Let's just push it into the pit and hope the dhole tunneled deep enough to make it so the blast won't kill everyone within a hundred miles. Us included! Come on, Father help me out here!"
Unless the others try to stop him for some reason, the archaeologist is bound and determined to drop the haftorang device into the dhole tunnel that drops nearly straight down. Hopefully deep enough to render the coming blast a lot less destructive than it might otherwise be...
Chakos assists Elliott to drop the thing down the hole, while Father Peña familiarizes himself with the vehicle that our lives rely on!
Abraham adds his own brawn to the two men, helping push the eldritch bomb down that godforsaken hole.
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Antonio helps them move the device to the hole, using his heft to maneuver the heavy device.
The four men manhandle the eldritch device into the vast dhole tunnel. It is set to go off in 163 minutes! They hustle back to the vehicles and leave one behind, taking lighter armored car which will move more easily over the narrow jungle roads. Elliot keeps a close eye on his watch while Antonio drives down the mountain at an alarming speed.
As the team bounces painfully into view of the two camps, there are hundreds of villagers, some of them obviously infected with the Yellow Deah, milling about on the road. Those that can, run towards the car shouting questions in Malay.
Antonio, if you slow down for them, they might cut off your path to the military base and any hope of escape.
What do you do?
"I'm not going near any more of them. Every time I do, they blow up all over me!"
"Drive! There could be more of those serpent people out there too!" Elliot urges Father Pena.
Well that sounds like either a Drive or Luck check to me!
Well that sounds like either a Drive or Luck check to me!
The priest is faced with the prospect of leaving these people to die or succumbing himself with them. He grits his teeth, saying, "Father forgive me..." He continues driving, trying to avoid people, but not slowing down.
Weaving in and out of the poor unfortunates, Father Antonio guns the engine, leaving them to their fates!
Chakos points, "back to the camp. If we survive that explosion, we still need to see about saving the locals from that disease."
Elliot glances back at the villagers they've left behind, guilt nibbling at the edges of his mind. But they were dead already, weren't they? They had no cure, and surely they had all been infected, even if they weren't showing signs yet. And there was no telling how many serpent people might be lurking among them. "Hope it's far enough away from that blast. We've probably got just over two hours now." Elliot agrees.
"We grab the samples and we get moving again back to the airbase. We know nothing of that weapon's range. The further away we are, the better." Abraham says from the back, watching out behind them for any danger that could be had. This place was doomed if these weapons were as deadly as Shapiro said they were.