Identifying the plant as a danger, Rhoreen readies an acid flask.
The plant already moved, the initiative is on the party.
Weapon Equipped = Falchion
Conditions = None
Falchion: Attack: 2 BAB +4 Str +1 Focus (-1 PA) Damage: +6 Str (+3 PA) Crit: 18-20x2
Chef’s knife: Attack: 2 BAB +1 MW +4 Str / +2 Dex Damage: +4 Crit: 19-20x2 Range: 10’
Studied: () (move/immediate; +1 att, dam, bluff, knowledge, perception, sense motive, survival)
Prestidigitation (1/1)
"No hoe, I'm no farmer. Falchion!"
Yambul, his ioun stone spinning over his head as usual providing light, his falchion out as usual, tumbles into the room trying to avoid AoO’s from those long tendrils. Then he’ll attack!
Before Yambul has a chance to move Zzvkgrogk shrieks and fires.
"EEek! Another psychotic plant?! How many could there be?!"
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Heightened Awareness
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Hits: 13/13
AC 16, touch 14 (+3 dex, +1 racial), flat-footed 13 (+2 armor, +1 racial)
Brown nanite hypogun charges: 7/10
Wand of Cure Light Wounds: 36/50
Mutagen: +Dex
Laser Pistol (Charges): 7
Batteries 1 (used to charge Bulb Containment Field hopefully temporarily)
Batteries Charged): 5/(6,see Containment Field above)/6
Zzvkgrogk Special: 5 / 5
With Yambul taking the lead, Rūha slips around the weedwhip to take up her position as a distraction.
She follows up with a jab at the base of a leaf axil, or whatever this ambulatory weed's equivalent is.
As the group realizes the danger the plant poses thanks to Rhoreen, Zzvkgrogk starts to shot to the plant while Yambul and Rūha roll bellow its tendrils avoiding the whipping appendages.
One of the laser beams hits the plant's mouth burning it, while Yambul dodges below an attacking coming to him and cuts through two of the tentacles reaching the creature with great skill. The distraction is enough for Rūha to reach the other side while tumbling as well, and scoring a measured punch, just enough to knock out the plant.
A quick examination of the room here makes you think this lab was used for biology examination, that is, long time before it was covered by this foul smelling black and brown mold and fungi.
Four small doors are closed on the southwestern wall, while another door awaits to the east.
Yambul smiles and cleans his weapon before glancing around the room for other threats.
He looks at the mold and mildew, "Is that dangerous? I have acid."
He waits for the others to look around.
”Nice work team,” Rhor smugs happily after the weed is cut down. Rhor pauses a moment to make sure none of the remaining mold is dangerous, and/or vegepygmyish.
Know (Nature)
And if its safe, she will check out the area for things to sell to Sanvil.
Perception
And then she will follow the party to the next area.
Zzvkgrogk casts Heightened Awareness and helps look around.
He then pulls out a vial of what-not and quaffs it, transforming into a leaner meaner looking RatFolk. The tufts of fur on the end of his ears grow longer.
"MMMm! Lemon custard! Hey Chaance, what is Revion's favoriate thing to eat? Maybe we can have Cook Boy make it, and if he's about town he'll smell it and come by!"
Chaance watches everything from a safe distance, glad to see the combined effort snuff the leafy threat, before moving into the room, and giving it a good looking over.
"MMMm! Lemon custard! Hey Chaance, what is Revion's favoriate thing to eat? Maybe we can have Cook Boy make it, and if he's about town he'll smell it and come by!"
"Anything raspberry, I would think, if you're appealing to his sweet side. Given Yambul's proficiency with cutlery, I'd say any meat sauteed with mushrooms would also suffice."
Chaance takes up position that vectors with the unopened door to the east, her bow at the ready. "Let's see what we haven't seen yet, then maybe we can get back to the little threats snailing across the big floor in the unexplored bigger room, yes?"
Rhoreen and Zzvkgrogk discuss a bit about the foul smelling mold. The theory they can agree the most upon is the mold growing rampant in the room is a form of life that subsists on low-grade electrical currents, even those weak currents that pulse in the walls and machinery of the lab.
You search around the room, opening some desks and cabinets, and then also one of the small doors. Within, you find a human body. Immediately you check the other doors to the southwest and find other three more human bodies. The bodies have been arranged in sitting positions against the wall. They themselves are riddled through with fungus and split open from neck to belly.
You do identify the bodies as having succumbed to russet mold and having spawn vegepygmies. These are their birth corpses only.
While in advanced stages of decay and fungal infestation, the corpses still do hold some treasures. All four possess silver holy symbols of Brigh worth 25 gp each. Three of the bodies carry masterwork light hammers (Brigh sacred weapon). The armor worn by one of the bodies is a suit of masterwork chainmail that hasn’t yet been ruined. Another body still wears a ring of beautiful mastercraft, and carries a belt pouch, inside of which are three fungus-encrusted (though still viable) potions of cure moderate wounds.
In addition, there is a sum of 160 golds among the four bodies.
ring of protection +1
As is her way, Rhoreen will sift though the bodies with Detect Magic and is not surprised by the auras that she sees. She will examine the ring when it is clear it is magical.
Spellcraft
"Oh! This is a good ring! Sweet Potato-Male Cow, you should take this!" Rhoreen tosses the ring to Yambul. "It might keep you safe. Safer, that is. Not too much, but not too bad."
Rhoreen already carries two potions of CMW, and will offer the others around.
Ruha recoils at the sight of the bodies, breaking off to another room where you faintly hear her throwing up. She returns back a little paler but more determined. Gerrol had been bad, but she'd at least been distracted by revelations about kasatha on Golarion at the time. This was a fresh horror.
After pulling herself together she says "These bodies have already succumbed to russet mold. The vegepygmies that spawned here are likely already out and about... somewhere. I think the mold should be fairly inert now that its gone through its life cycle. But.." She raises a pair of hands as Rhor starts rifling through the bodies "Ah. Nevermind. Let us know if you start feeling feverish."
Zzvkgrogk ponders the mold on the displays etc.
”Is it possible these/it are/is responsible for draining the station's power? There must be a core infestation somewhere!”
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Hits: 13/13
AC 16, touch 14 (+3 dex, +1 racial), flat-footed 13 (+2 armor, +1 racial)
Brown nanite hypogun charges: 7/10
Wand of Cure Light Wounds: 36/50
Mutagen: +Dex
Laser Pistol (Charges): 9
Batteries 1 (used to charge Bulb Containment Field hopefully temporarily)
Batteries Charged): 6/6
Zzvkgrogk Special: 5 / 5
Rhoreen and Rūha discuss a bit about the need to further neutralize the mold or whether what remains in the bodies are not dangerous anymore. Whether it is needed or not, the where are the vegepygmis that sprawl out is quickly answered itself when the western door is open by the same creatures lured to investigate the noises in this room.
Five of the short, thin, and green small humanoid look shocked at your presence and raise quickly their spears. Tendrils of fungus dangle from their arms, midsection, and legs as they ready to attack and introduce you into their tribe as new members.
These are small plants called vegepygmy. You basically know everything about them by now, specially their hard hide (DR vs piercing weapons) and immunity to electricity, but often this creatures can somehow learn from experience .
Already prepared to attack whatever was making the noise, they are the first ones to move, using their spears to attack Rūha at a distance.
One of the spears stab the kasatha in her right leg, while the other only finds the table by her.
Another one rolls in between the others and jumps on the table to attack the Kasatha with its claws.
With a not expected attack, the small green thing manages a small wound through her exposed belly.
The last two, move from the back of the room up to the front while readying their longspears.
Know (Nature)
"Oh, well, I think we've found them," Rhoreen says as she explains what she knows. She prepares her thoughts, thinking about how best to win this deadly fight.
Ruha spins unsteadily before settling her stance. Her wounds drip as she jabs at the closest vegepygmy . She takes a careful step to the side to use the table as a bit of cover afterward.
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Rhoreen quickly identifies the angry creatures and updates the expedition about their characteristics.
Rūha directs a punch to the first vegepygmy in the table, but her fist glances at the hard mold around the creature.
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Weapon Equipped = Falchion
Conditions = None
Falchion: Attack: 2 BAB +4 Str +1 Focus (-1 PA) Damage: +6 Str (+3 PA) Crit: 18-20x2
Chef’s knife: Attack: 2 BAB +1 MW +4 Str / +2 Dex Damage: +4 Crit: 19-20x2 Range: 10’
Studied: (teal) (move/immediate; +1 att, dam, bluff, knowledge, perception, sense motive, survival)
Prestidigitation (1/1)
Yambul 5’ steps over the corpse of their last foe to the nearest pigmy (teal I think), studies it briefly (move) and attacks!
(studied)
(studied)
Swinging for the rafters, he forgets to actually, you know, hit the target. He does an impressive amount of damage to that dust mote in front of it though.
AC = 15
HP = 16/16
Weapon Equipped = MW Longbow
Condition(s) = Water Breathing
Chaance instinctively backs up, giving Yambul and Rūha the floor. She recognizes that the vegetative lifeforms will shirk off her pointy arrows, so she selects a blunt-tip, and levels it at the Green Vege's tail. Unfortunately, the vegepygmy's tail is too small and hidden away, so Chaance's arrow fails to find the hind.
Round 1, Init 19
Rhoreen shrugs and tosses the flask of acid that she had in hand at the bluest of the yegemite pygmies.
touch to hit; (range)
acid, +1 acid to everyone w/in 1 square
= into yellow's square, so 1 splash to all 4
"Take that!" Rhor smugs, even though she missed wildly, she failed successfully.
HP: 14/14
AC: 12/12/10
Lay on Cats: 0/1 used
Rod of Regret: 0/3 used
Open spell slots:
Left Hand: acid
Right Hand: nothing
Sage Advice: (0/10 used)
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[ dice]1d20+2[/dice] ranged to hit;
[ dice]1d4-1[/dice] blunt damage
She casts a very simple spell at Arturo.
”I can do it myself!!”
[ dice]1d8+1[/dice] CLW
”What the… they’re smaller than I thought!” Zzvkgrogk exclaims, entering the room. He immediately shoots at green/purple, for they must certainly be the mother-and-father-of-all-vegepygmies.
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"I should get a silencer for this thing..."
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+2AC, +4 Dex, -2 Wis – 20 minutes
+2 competence bonus on Perception checks and on all Knowledge checks that ‘grogk is trained in.
Hits: 13/13
AC 18(16), touch 14 (+3 dex, +1 racial), flat-footed 13 (+2 armor, +1 racial)
Brown nanite hypogun charges: 7/10
Wand of Cure Light Wounds: 36/50
Mutagen: Quaffed (+Dex. -Wis)
Laser Pistol (Charges): 6
Batteries 1 (used to charge Bulb Containment Field hopefully temporarily)
Batteries Charged): 6/6
E,[tu Batteries: 0/6
Zzvkgrogk Special: 4 / 5
Yambul makes a good dent on the table as he targets for the dust on it. The vegepygmy is unscathed but looks alarmed to the heavy blade and its muscleman holder.
Chaance is not that used to the bludgeon arrows balance as it falls short of target. It raises some dust though.
Rhoreen effectively feints with throwing her acid to the table vegepygmy when she actually causes havoc around the ones in the eastern door!
The feint is good enough for Zzvkgrogk, overclocking his gun, to shot at the table vegepygmy and struck by the burning beam its fungi dust is quickly put to flame and the thing is consumed with a sudden flash of fire!
Seeing their pair reduced to ashes only emboldens the rest of the vegepygmy tribe that launches a general attack all over the fungi dusty room trying to stab you with their spears.
The main victim of this general assault is Yambul, who is skewered by one of the spore dusted spears. The attacker mutely exclaims with victory signs as the man bleeds out.
AC = 15
HP = 16/16
Weapon Equipped = MW Longbow
Condition(s) = Water Breathing
"Their luck is their numbers! Yambul, Roo, if you need to retreat, do so! We can take them in waves, as long as there aren't more growing in the room ahead."
Chaance tries her best to reduce the number of veggies, nocking another wobbly blunt arrow, her target the Green one, if it still stands. She's not particular.
"Right." Rūha reflects, not for the first time, that this whole fighting thing really isn't for her. She calls out "Though they're numerous, their height leaves them limited in their angles of attack. You can take advantage of that."
She steps back and eyes the closest vegepygmies warily.
Round 2, Init 17
Rhoreen pulls out another acid flask and gives it at toss at blue.
touch to hit;
+1 splash all around
HP: 14/14
AC: 12/12/10
Lay on Cats: 0/1 used
Rod of Regret: 0/3 used
Open spell slots:
Left Hand: nothing
Right Hand: nothing
Sage Advice: (0/10 used)
:
[ dice]1d20+2[/dice] ranged to hit;
[ dice]1d4-1[/dice] blunt damage
She casts a very simple spell at Arturo.
”I can do it myself!!”
[ dice]1d8+1[/dice] CLW
Zzvkgrogk steps back to get out of the wee veggies' reaches and fires at red, squinting through grizzled superbeady eyes.
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+2AC, +4 Dex, -2 Wis – 20 minutes
+2 competence bonus on Perception checks and on all Knowledge checks that ‘grogk is trained in.
Hits: 13/13
AC 18(16), touch 14 (+3 dex, +1 racial), flat-footed 13 (+2 armor, +1 racial)
Brown nanite hypogun charges: 7/10
Wand of Cure Light Wounds: 36/50
Mutagen: Quaffed (+Dex. -Wis)
Laser Pistol (Charges): 5
Batteries 1 (used to charge Bulb Containment Field hopefully temporarily)
Batteries Charged): 6/6
Empty Battieries: 0 / 6
Zzvkgrogk Special: 3 / 5
Weapon Equipped = Falchion
Conditions = Advised
Falchion: Attack: 2 BAB +4 Str +1 Focus (-1 PA) Damage: +6 Str (+3 PA) Crit: 18-20x2
Chef’s knife: Attack: 2 BAB +1 MW +4 Str / +2 Dex Damage: +4 Crit: 19-20x2 Range: 10’
Studied: (yellow) (move/immediate; +1 att, dam, bluff, knowledge, perception, sense motive, survival)
Prestidigitation (1/1)
Yambul 5’ steps southeast so he can swing on the yellow one after he studies it (move). As precision has been lacking, he drops power attack in the hopes of landing any sort of blow at all.
(studied, advice)
(studied, advice)
Chaance's puts an arrow on the head of the green vegepygmy, the head is blown out with a burst of spores, it seems the corpse is going to hold, but the burns from Rhoreen's acid makes it totally collapse.
Rūha gives good advice on how to deal with the group of creatures, which sharpens the attacks of the party.
Despite this, Rhoreen and Zzvkgrogk are dodged by the vegepygmys, the acid flask clashing against the wall, further burning the green one and everyone around.
Yambul slashes weakly and these vegepygmys have a harder bark than expected and the blade is deflected.
The vegepygmys move around to keep their attacks with the longspear, the yellow one does so below the table!
Which surprises the cook, who does not see the spear coming and stabs him in the right foot!
With Yambul's condition growing precarious, Rūha resolves herself to fight on the front line. She maintains her advice and steps in to face the yellow vegepygmie.
Round 3, Init 17
Rhoreen moves to back up Ruha, offering the 'gift' of her skymetal wand to yellow.
HP: 14/14
AC: 12/12/10
Lay on Cats: 0/1 used
Rod of Regret: 0/3 used
Open spell slots:
Left Hand: nothing
Right Hand: nothing
Sage Advice: (0/10 used)
:
[ dice]1d20+2[/dice] ranged to hit;
[ dice]1d4-1[/dice] blunt damage
She casts a very simple spell at Arturo.
”I can do it myself!!”
[ dice]1d8+1[/dice] CLW
The table vegepygmy is convinced of his worst luck by Rhoreen's skymetal, but nevertheless, it manages to dodge all of Rūha's arms, which is a lot to tell.
Zzvkgrogk’s grizzled superbeady eyes narrow even more as he scowls at the vegetable kneebiters.
He slides over to Yambul pulling out the CLW wand and taps Yambul with it.
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+2AC, +4 Dex, -2 Wis – 20 minutes
+2 competence bonus on Perception checks and on all Knowledge checks that ‘grogk is trained in.
Hits: 13/13
AC 18(16), touch 14 (+3 dex, +1 racial), flat-footed 13 (+2 armor, +1 racial)
Brown nanite hypogun charges: 7/10
Wand of Cure Light Wounds: 35/50
Mutagen: Quaffed (+Dex. -Wis)
Laser Pistol (Charges): 5
Batteries 1 (used to charge Bulb Containment Field hopefully temporarily)
Batteries Charged): 6/6
Empty Battieries: 0 / 6
Zzvkgrogk Special: 4 / 5
Weapon Equipped = Falchion
Conditions = Advised
Falchion: Attack: 2 BAB +4 Str +1 Focus (-1 PA) Damage: +6 Str (+3 PA) Crit: 18-20x2
Chef’s knife: Attack: 2 BAB +1 MW +4 Str / +2 Dex Damage: +4 Crit: 19-20x2 Range: 10’
Studied: (red) (move/immediate; +1 att, dam, bluff, knowledge, perception, sense motive, survival)
Prestidigitation (1/1)
The warm touch of healing brings a smile to his face. "Thanks Zzv.. er, Zzk... er, thanks!" he looks at Zzvkgrogk and nods his thanks.
Yambul 5’ steps east so he can swing on the red one after he studies it (move). As precision has been lacking, he keeps power attack absent in the hopes of landing any sort of blow at all.
(studied)
(studied)
Alas, he continues to be unable to harm anything but dust motes in this battle. Those however, he has been savaging most mightily.
AC = 15
HP = 16/16
Weapon Equipped = MW Longbow
Condition(s) = Water Breathing
Chaance reaches for another blunt, and fires it at Blue, hoping to piff its squishy head like she did Green.
She's too busy marking her new destination, further from the little threats, and her aim is poor, to say the least.
While Zzvkgrogk heroically moves around the rotting table to heal Yambul, the cook puts the dust to fly in a cloud, which takes Chaance by surprise, the occluded vision preventing her arrow to find any mark.
Cornered, blue drops his longspear to attack with claws, while the others keep their attacks emboldened by their apparent success.
The cloud of spores also impairs the blue and red vegepygmys as they do not see too well were Yambul is, and their attacks almost hit each other, although blue finally finds meat, just by chance.
Meanwhile, the yellow spored one is sure to have the cook where he wants, but then the spear twists in an unlikely manner getting stabbed into the door frame.
The fight against the vegepygmy tribe keeps on, the creatures in complete silence.
AC = 15
HP = 16/16
Weapon Equipped = MW Longbow
Condition(s) = Water Breathing
"Grrrr." Chaance produces yet another blunt arrow, and plants her back foot against the wall behind her, giving her a boost in confidence that nothing can attack her from the rear. She steadies the bow, pointing at Blue, and loosing.
Round 5, Init 17
Rhoreen moves to back up Yambul, offering the 'gift' of her skymetal wand to blue. She will draw a potion as she moves.
HP: 14/14
AC: 12/12/10
Lay on Cats: 0/1 used
Rod of Regret: 0/3 used
Open spell slots:
Left Hand: nothing
Right Hand: nothing
Sage Advice: (0/10 used)
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[ dice]1d20+2[/dice] ranged to hit;
[ dice]1d4-1[/dice] blunt damage
She casts a very simple spell at Arturo.
”I can do it myself!!”
[ dice]1d8+1[/dice] CLW
Zzvkgrogk, startled by what he now sees by way of Rūha's wounds, reaches over or follows her to wherever she might move and taps her with the wand.
"Wha!!! -- you - you've been impaled!"
Oh Brigh! I should have made some sage extracts!
He glances down at the wand in his paw and shakes it in the air as if to threaten it.
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+2AC, +4 Dex, -2 Wis – 20 minutes
+2 competence bonus on Perception checks and on all Knowledge checks that ‘grogk is trained in.
Hits: 13/13
AC 18(16), touch 14 (+3 dex, +1 racial), flat-footed 13 (+2 armor, +1 racial)
Brown nanite hypogun charges: 7/10
Wand of Cure Light Wounds: 34/50
Mutagen: Quaffed (+Dex. -Wis)
Laser Pistol (Charges): 5
Batteries 1 (used to charge Bulb Containment Field hopefully temporarily)
Batteries Charged): 6/6
Empty Battieries: 0 / 6
Zzvkgrogk Special: 4 / 5
Weapon Equipped = Falchion
Conditions = Advised
Falchion: Attack: 2 BAB +4 Str +1 Focus (-1 PA) Damage: +6 Str (+3 PA) Crit: 18-20x2
Chef’s knife: Attack: 2 BAB +1 MW +4 Str / +2 Dex Damage: +4 Crit: 19-20x2 Range: 10’
Studied: (blue) (move/immediate; +1 att, dam, bluff, knowledge, perception, sense motive, survival)
Prestidigitation (1/1)
Yambul the punching bag examines the battlefield, and is disappointed the party is following his lead and doing so poorly as he. He 5’ steps back a bit, and swings with precision (no Power Attack) on blue.
(studied)
(studied)
Failure follows his every step, as once again he misses the mark. ”Man, these little guys are hard to hit! I haven’t landed a blow!”
He takes a moment to pray to the dice gods, his lips murmuring a quick prayer to Desna.
With her wounds partly closing up thanks to Zzvkgrogk's help, Rūha gives a grateful nod and steps after the yellow vegepygmy to distract it from Yambul. Up close, she tries for a jab at its head.
Between the spore cloud and his many wounds, Yambul finds difficulty to focus on the plants in front, his huge knife is more used to cut the barbecue meat than the salad veggies which is Val's realm after all.
Fortunately, he has a whole team at his back, and Chaance takes down an acid burned one with one arrow before the cook gets in the way, while Rūha lands a solid blow at another.
With the first in line down, Rhoreen brings her unluck to yellow.
Meanwhile, Zzvkgrogk shakes the healing wand while he tries to keep up his expedition team. Those magic things do not work as reliably as the hypogun stuff, sure.
As another vege-panion just falls, the two remaining ones, jump alerted, and start to retreat, using their spears to keep you behind.
Despite his best attempts, yellow finds herself jinxed and fated to be struck by both Rūha and Yambul as she retreats.
The vegepygmys disappear after opening the door at the other room and you hear steps in the corridor.
If you follow the vegepygmys to the room they are running through for retreat...
The air in this room is unusually warm and moist, with a thin, pale vapor of mist clinging to the ceiling, causing the lighted panels to diffuse and become muted. Condensation runs down the walls along with a riot of unusual brown and dull green vegetation. The moist, thick-stemmed plants and vines grow out of long earth-filled troughs along the wall, while a tall column of plant matter extends like a tree trunk from a circular planter in the middle of the room to spread a network of vines across the mist-shrouded ceiling. A low humming sound fills the air.
Seems this is some kind of science greenhouse to study the flora of strange new worlds, splicing and cross-breeding certain species to make them hardy enough to introduce into new habitats.
The automated systems of the bio-module has allowed these plants to flourish over the years, but it seems some recent event has caused an interruption in the day/night cycle stimulating their photosynthesis. As a result, the plants are quickly overgrowing their confines, much to the delight of the room’s occupants.
You think the interruption might be due to power surges. This might indicate the module reactor, which is what maintains the module with energy, has suffered modifications recently.
Studying the plants for some time might give an approximate date for these modifications.
AC = 15
HP = 16/16
Weapon Equipped = MW Longbow
Condition(s) = Water Breathing
Chaance doesn't like the idea of the veggies retreating, but she also doesn't want to follow them into their den. She steps lively, nocking another bludger, and fires through the doorway at Yellow. "Pardon me, Zzvkgrogk. I don't mean to obstruct you." In fact, Chaance will wait for Zzvkgrogk to act before she steps into her current position.
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”You’re wounded. Drink up. In case they come back,” Rhoreen will offer the potion to Yambul if he wants it.
CMW
Rhoreen delays moving forward until everyone is healthy, worried for the party.
Know (nature)
”I think this might be artificial day and night cycles…but something has gone wrong. What do you think, <*sound*>?” Rhoreen makes a sound like a antlion swallowing a kobold clad in lead pantaloons as she looks at Zzvkgrogk.
Weapon Equipped = Falchion
Conditions = None
Falchion: Attack: 2 BAB +4 Str +1 Focus (-1 PA) Damage: +6 Str (+3 PA) Crit: 18-20x2
Chef’s knife: Attack: 2 BAB +1 MW +4 Str / +2 Dex Damage: +4 Crit: 19-20x2 Range: 10’
Studied: (red) (move/immediate; +1 att, dam, bluff, knowledge, perception, sense motive, survival)
Prestidigitation (1/1)
Yambul gets really excited at rolling better than average for the first time in a while. "Wooot!" he shouts as his falchion bears down on the little green thing.
On his turn, he 5’ steps to Rhoreen, takes the potion (move?) and quaffs it, smiling as the magics knit his many injuries, though a few scratches remain.
"Don't let them get away, they might have friends!"
Yambul goes emotional as he chops in half the vegepygmy on her retreat!
This leaves Chaance without target for her perfect arrow.
Meanwhile Rhoreen assists on healing the cook.
Twitchy and hair-triggered, Chaance decides to ready an attack on any veggie she spots, stepping into the hallway, but leaving a corridor for the others, should they decide to follow Yambul's directive of hunting down each and every weed-man.
”"Pardon me, Zzvkgrogk. I don't mean to obstruct you."
Zzvkgrogk moves again after having shook the wand but good and taps Rūha with it once more, trying to stay out of Chaance’s way.
Once again, he frowns at it in disapproval. "Don't tell me I shook it too much. Who made this, anyway?!"
If no one has claimed the other three potions of CMW, Zzvkgrogk will pocket two and offer the third to Rūha.
”Sorry, I was too busy studying the molds to notice these earlier. How many of those sassy vegetables escaped? Come – I think they went this way – do you hear the little roots plodding along the floor? Maybe we can surprise from behind... or surround them!”
Additionally lured by the organic smell of growing plants in a greenhouse, he enters the botanical house.
”I think this might be artificial day and night cycles…but something has gone wrong. What do you think, <*sound*>?”
Zzvkgrogk nods in agreement. ”Look,” he says pointing to the circular planter in the middle of the room. ”This could have been most beautiful if it were better maintained. See how they were grafting the stems of this species to the root stock of this species? No doubt trying to see if it would be more robust in …” he trails off looking at the ceiling and the general presentation of the room while scowling. ”... surely this is not the kind of habitat they were going for or expecting… Calliope is right. Something went wrong, and I think it is power surges from the module reactor that provides power around here. If we study the plants here long enough, we might see the shift in their growth. That would tell use approximately when the module reactor output was altered. We should find that reactor and fix it – this will likely restore power to that other nasty blood thirsty plant’s electric confinement field and we can get our battery back!”
He looks around for some sage and rosemary, then at the door.
"But, I suppose we should finish our vegetables first," he says dejectedly.
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+2AC, +4 Dex, -2 Wis – 20 minutes
+2 competence bonus on Perception checks and on all Knowledge checks that ‘grogk is trained in.
Hits: 13/13
AC 18(16), touch 14 (+3 dex, +1 racial), flat-footed 13 (+2 armor, +1 racial)
Brown nanite hypogun charges: 7/10
Wand of Cure Light Wounds: 33/50
Mutagen: Quaffed (+Dex. -Wis)
Laser Pistol (Charges): 5
Batteries 1 (used to charge Bulb Containment Field hopefully temporarily)
Batteries Charged): 6/6
Empty Battieries: 0 / 6
Zzvkgrogk Special: 4 / 5
Round 4
Rhoreen moves up, but not that far.
Rūha gladly takes a potion of cure moderate, and after a bit of fumbling, uncorks it and downs it. "I'd guess they're going somewhere they feel safer than with us. I wouldn't go chasing after them at full speed Yambul. Who knows how many more there might be." She reaches out to steady herself with the nearby table while the potion works its magic.