Scarred One asks Ruindelver "do you sense any magic?"
Then he walks from cell to cell trying to determine anything from the piles of bones before they open the door
No magic present.
Oorgatch and Scarred One recognize the fleshy piles as Shanrigol heaps. Another combo aberation/undead.
Fleshwarpers, regardless of their origin or training, create a shocking amount of waste. When the discarded remnants of aberrant flesh are heaped together with an accidental mixture of alchemical compounds or odious energy, the mass can quicken and regain life. Without the guidance of a fleshwarper, these aberrant body parts form into a shanrigol, a mess of bone, muscle, and sinew.
"Oh, those things are not pleasant." mumbles Oorgatch. "Not that anything that the fleshwarpers is actually pleasant. Poor Bazák. He neer had a chance."
He shudders, and continues to investigate the door.
"There, I think I have it."
Yan gets out his scarf and whispers: We should help these miserable creatures pass on, no?
Oorgatch opens one of the three gates, it's rusty creaking however seems to awaken the Shanrigol Heaps that surge towards you!
Initiative:
Scarred One
Oorgatch
Sendoski
White Solid Heap
Yan
Red Dot Heap
Blue Dash Heap
Scarred One, Oorgatch and Sendoski are up!
Scarred One calls for magic and throws a ball of fire at the creature. Then he raises his shield.
Scarred One can't connect with the fire, they do get their shield up though.
Oorgatch moves in, tumbling through solid white.
He then stabs the creature, trying to finish it with a single blow.
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The tumble is successful and despite being somewhat oozelike it does take both precision and critical damage.
That said, piercing is clearly not the most effective means of damage conveyance as the wound partially closes.
Sendoski is up!
The strange amalgamation of flesh and bone critically fails against the evil eye and is then crit by some sharp or pointy debris.
It jiggles but does not stop, surely it must be almost down!
It makes a fleshy slap with some sort of unspeakly horrible flesh covered something.
It flails for a bit before finally impaling itsself on Oorgatch's strange weapon. It drops to the floor disgusting ichor covering Oorgatch's branch.
Initiative:
Scarred One
Oorgatch
Sendoski
Yan
Red Dot Heap
Blue Dash Heap
Yan is up!
The other 2 gates are locked providing greater cover (DC 20 to force open or pick), surely those orc sized fleshwarps couldn't get through the rat sized gaps and you're perfectly safe over here.
Yan enters his stance then moves to attack the creature, hoping the other mounds leave them be for now.
Yan enters his stance:
Critical Success Your marshal's aura increases to a 20-foot emanation and grants you and allies a +1 status bonus to attack rolls and saves against mental effects.
Success As critical success, but your aura's size doesn't increase.
Failure You fail to enter the stance.
Critical Failure You fail to enter the stance and can't take this action again for 1 minute.
The readies an attack should any enemy approach his reach:
Yan inspires his allies and readies.
There is a horrible vomiting sound as a torrent of bones comes shooting out the far gate. It is quickly followed by disgusting goo oozing through the grate and recollecting all its bones. One of which it spits at Yan.
But it misses.
The next one does the same disgusting maneuver and gets crit by Yan.
The positive energy burns it though!
This one however is close enough for a fleshy slap
It stands after the scarf knocked it prone.
Initiative:
Scarred One
Oorgatch
Sendoski
Yan (73/73)
Red Dot Heap
Blue Dash Heap -34
Party is up!
Yan lashes at the creature twice:
Then Yan tries to trip it!
— If the first attack was a crit, which means it was prone already, Yan will raise his arcane shield.
Yan moves forward and strikes at the other creature, missing.
Scarred one send another ball of fire at the creature but it his the ground, then he raises his shield
Oorgatch moves in, tumbling past what appears to be the last creature. "How did it get out through that gate?"
He then stabs is, hoping to finish it once and for all.
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Scarred One's fire is ineffective and Sendoski can't quite hit with a rock.
Oorgatch has better luck, but the remaining heap continues to resist
The heap then extends a lumpy get of gel covered bone and slaps Oorgatch.
It's ineffective assault nearly gets it stabbed by Oorgatch who can't quite stick the riposte.
Initiative:
Scarred One
Oorgatch
Sendoski
Yan (73/73)
Red Dot Heap -8
Party is up!
Be at rest!
Yan goes all in on putting this thing down, since they seem so easy to hit:
Oorgatch tumbles through again, hoping that no more fleshy slaps will be coming his way. He stabs with his finishing move.
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"That should do it!"
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For a good measure Scarred One throws a ball of flames
"Let me toast it a bit"
Squish, splat.
Along the squishy remains you find a copper key that glitters within the fleshy muck, but there is otherwise nothing of value here.
Yan picks up the key and thinks about how the goo feels like the jam he got on his fingers while he was reading Soomdevi's book the other night. So many pages stuck together. But the jam was delicious.
He wipes the key off and hands it to Soomdevi. it's the least he can do.
After they are healed he suggests they finally make their way down the scary hallwayy to the double doors.
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This does not look delicious, this does not smell delicious. Naught coughs up a hairball in the corner seemingly in response to Yan's thoughts.
Heading south, once you get down the stairs you can see that the doors to the south are barricaded from your side with a knocked over bookshelf and a fair amount of scrap metal, seemingly to prevent the door from being opened from the far side.
Scarred One first looks at the debris and checks if it is trapped.
"It is an odd floor. If anything in this place is normal..."
No traps, perfectly safe.
Scarred One nods and begins to clear the place from debris...
Oorgatch helps with the clearing.
It takes awhile but you're able to remove the pile of debris and after that get the door open.
The room ahead has curved east and west walls that contain tables with small, built-in ovens.
Wood fragments, heavily dented pewter serving dishes, silver flatware, and crystal shrapnel litter the floor. A wide alcove to the south ends at a cloudy window overlooking a much larger space. An array of magical glyphs glows next to the window. Whispers echo out of the room...
can't get out...
trapped here forever...
Scarred One takes a step inside looking around "Silver shrapnel? What was here, werewolves?" he wonders
It looks like a dining room, perhaps. I am afraid to look in those ovens. Is there magic, Sendoski it a haunt?
"Who's there?" calls out Oorgatch. "How can we help?"
No haunt, there is magic present, voices could be a magical echo, a pair of ghosts, a hidden ventriloquist, impossible to tell. There's no response to Oorgatch's call.
After heading in there is a gust of wind that heads out the passage you came in though...
Through the cloudy wall in the south you can see part of a wide walkway around a cavernous chamber. There appear to be some stairs heading down into the arena over looked by a set of fancy built in stone seats.
Sendoski thinks the glyphs make some sort of control panel, the exact meaning is unclear, but they seem to mean 'Previous, Next, Opaque, Transparent, Transduction'.
The other door into the north wall leads to a debris filled stairs heading down. You could pick your way over, but it would be unpleasant.
Scarred One finds among the shrapnel in this room a small steel box, with a lock that's no so much intact as fused into the box. It's covered in an extreme amount of dents but seems to be still sealed.
Probably don't push "transduction"…
Yan looks in the ovens.
There doesn't seem to be any magical connection between the glyph panels and the small table ovens.
Oorgatch looks at the box, and tries to open it.
with infiltrator tools
with infiltrator tools
with infiltrator tools
with infiltrator tools
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Takes 2 tries but Oorgatch gets it open.
Inside is the remnants of some silk lining that have long since rotted revaling lead lining the inside of the box and a signet ring with the symbol of Nhimbaloth.
Further investigation reveals it to be an alternate Ring of Wizardry 1 for Occult instead of Arcane.
Scarred One moves to the glyphs and touches the one called Next and sees what is happening
"There is something very much unsettling in this ring. If you plan on wearing it, maybe consider removing the Nhimbaloth symbol from it."
The smokey stone wall ripples and you can now see what looks to be a larger section of the arena below. From here you can see a gargantuan sized Shanrigol. It's horrible fleshy purple goo and bones remains motionless for now.
"Well, that's unsettling. Is it alive?"
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As long as the mask doesn't change the face underneath.
Yan looks down. An arena? Did she make victims fight for entertainment down there?
He looks around once more. Where were those whispers coming from?
"Is it alive?"
Well no, but yes. Shanrigol's are undead so it's not alive, but that stuff shouldn't naturally exist. You suspect poking or otherwise disturbing it is likely a bad idea unless you're ready to fight something dangerous
No sign of the whispering voices, seems as though they left on the escaping wind.