"That or the fat one could teleport monsters and used its life to do it, but that's even worse, so let's hope we just didn't notice them stuffed in a locker somewhere." Azana began to float around, hunting for anything else dangerous.
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Nice. I have a rule where I have to have 5 games I really want on a console before I buy it, so it's gonna be a little while before I get either console.
Wiping her forehead with her free hand, Azana looked down the corridors for a moment before reloading. "So...that's a problem. It's one thing fighting dead people or even infected people who are still alive, although I really don't like that one. But freaky mutant zombies are a game changer. Especially ones that can call more to there location. How much more do we need to do to secure this floor? Once we have I think we need to chat about strategy and stuff." That was, one of the thinkier fighters needed to come up with one.
A new gaming console?
Well, this was getting a little more crowded than Azana preferred. She moved over, angling it so that Kaelen wasn't the blast zone, and opened up with Burning Hands. Round 7
Round 8 Now crispy, Azana shot whatever was left with her pistol.
Azana looked over at the others fighting the horde. "Shout if you want me to give them some blasts of flame, it should thin there ranks if you need it." She glanced over and popped another shot at the one attacking this side.
Azana sighed, and popped another couple of slugs into the monsters, aiming at whichever seemed weakest so Kaelen could finish the stronger off. These things were worse than old Resident Evil games for being bullet sponges. She briefly wondered if this] world got Resident Evil 1.5. Maybe she could find it online later?
Since it had worked so well before, Azana shot the next one too, or tried to.
Azana considered whether so few zombies were worth spells, and then shot the first one for now.
Having almost died once this week, Azana positioned herself to be firmly in the middle of the group so she could support both sides.
Instantly Azana swore. "Oh, boomer. Which is a zombie in a game that blows up, emiting a scent to call more zombies." She paused, while casting Prestidigitation to remove the gunk from herself, listening for more zombies. [spoiler=Perception]1d20+7[/dice]
Making sure her gun was loaded, Azana decided that perhaps a more magical form of escalation was required. Instead of firing a single puny bullet into the thing she hurled magic core of frozen spite, her tattoos once again glowing to try and enhance the spell with the Ley Lines.
"That...sounds like a plan, so long as this place can survive the whole 'blowing more bits up' since we're, you know, underground." Azana eyed the roof suspiciously.
"They're from another world," Azana said slowly. "I don't know how linked it is, whether there has been overlap from before or if it's simply a case of with an infinite number of parallel worlds there's simply one somewhere with an all hot lady Lord of the Ring story going on, and these guys just happen to come from one that resembles our traditional fantasy tabletop roleplay." "Why do I feel like we're not talking about a big Scottish sword here?" Azana looked a little worried. "How do we do this like? Like, discus the thing in and hope it walks on it? I thought you needed to do things with mines to make them all bangy?"
"I know how to fire a gun," Azana replied doubtfully. "But I'm British. We didn't have a gun shop in every WalMart and an Ammo dispenser in the McDonalds. Until all...this...I hadn't done more than shoot a pistol at a firing range, and even that was on a Military Base between bouts of testing what my magic could do to tanks." Considering, she replied, "I'm an experiment, which is probably why the doctor's test came back as pig. I'm made from the blood of some legendary creature on an old weapon of lore they hid in Westminister. I think they were hoping for angel, not pigman, though. It was a magic pigman I guess, though, because I can use magic. Not turn myself into a fire man magic, but floating and healing and stuff. Oh, and I can make anyone suffer the effects of anything that would make me sick or ill, like poison, which makes drinking games hilarious." "Explosives would be, uh...black powder? Fireball spells? A tree hit by lightning? It's a massive chemicle reaction where all the energy in a substance is released all at once, rapidly expanding outwards in a sphere of force and fire that does a lot of harm. We use it to mine, or it's even the basis of the engine of the vehicle we used to drive here, but it can also kill things a lot."
"****, Tank," Azana said as she backed away. Pausing a moment, she realized the others probably hadn't played many video games. "That is, it's a huge zombie mutant thing. It's probably very strong and very tough." She looked over at the others. "I'd say we should fire through the gap, but ten will get you one that as soon as we shoot at the thing it will tears its way out."
Well, a small hole was better than none. Azana took a quick peak through to see if she could see the thing beyond.
Uhhh...am I the only player posting?
Well, that didn't sound good. Azana said, "I can probably help with the fighting, but I'm not strong enough to do much lifting. If it's big we probably shouldn't leave it, otherwise it might break out at a highly dramatic and deeply inconvenient moment." Hopefully one of the others would have the muscle to lift it.
"My butt?" Azana tried looking at her own behind, which proved to be difficult.
Azana did not do as well as the others when it came to the smell. Thankfully, she had Prestidigitation to clean herself up after.
"OK, so when we secure the other floors, you'll move the horrible explosives upstairs and keep us trapped. That seems...smart?" Azana wasn't sure a front door with a minefield was the best idea. It wouldn't be effective against a lot of zombies. A maimed human tended to stop, and then die it was hurt bad enough. A maimed zombie would keep coming. Without its legs. But there was the whole human thing to worry about too... Well, leaving the guards to there vast explosive arsenal Azana followed to the next area. Looking at the...creatures...on the floor, Azana swallowed and raised her hand. "We... should make sure they don't get back up. Want to help with that, Mr Fire?"
"Uh...could we not blow up, please? We're not infected, if that helps?" Azana kept her hands up and didn't move forward, as exploding was probably bad for her health.
"Sticking together is better, yeah. If a bunch of these things have turned into a giant mutant ball of zombie I really don't want to meet it all alone," the genre savvy Azana decided.
Making a quick soup with some kind of bread from the rations she had, Azana headed back to where people were resting a pot to share. "I think that sounds good. If we're really going to use this place as a base we should make sure it's secure. We do still need to either take care of or, well, take care of those tweeker zombies."
Ohhh, weddings. Remember to catch the bouquet!
"We should double check floors 5 and 6 to make sure that the whole 'grrr, zombies' aren't lurking on any of the floors we've been to. You know how it is, someone goes to the bathroom and then it turns out there was a small group of zombies in the disabled loo and someone's been eaten." Azana shrugged. "After we're certain those floors are safe, and this one is charcoal so it's pretty safe, we can take a break without the whole 'argh, zombies' situation."
"Guess this floors done, huh. Can anyone work out if the roof's OK?" The whole facility falling into a hole would be bad, especially if Azana was still in it.
"So, no zombies and no structual damage from getting rid of those zombies?" Azana considered for a moment. "I suppose we could see if there's anything left on floor 7, either 'on fire' or being useful."
For additional stuff on floors - security office, test subject holding area, workshop, motorpool (probably needs to be near the top), additional labs, store rooms, warehouses and backup power supply.
"Are we safe and secure to rest here?" Azana asked. "And is there anything worth going and finding on some of the other floors?"
"Oh, she can have some of mine!" Azana looked at her arm. "Unless she happens to be kosher or halal, I guess?"
"So I'm human pig mixed with human?" Azana wasn't sure how she felt about that, but she looked over as the others gathered. "Did we turn Alice on wrong? Wait, that sounds bad. Did we wake her up without doing things right?" That didn't sound much better.
"Huh," Azana said, mildly confused. She didn't feel very pig-like.
"Uh, sure?" Azana held out her arm. She'd had enough blood drawn to open a blood bank since she was a child, and the sting of the needle didn't bother her in the slightest. When offered a drink, she said, "Oh, lemonade sounds good."
"Uhhh...sure?" Azana agreed uncertainly, looking over at the others as she was led away.
"I'm not sure," Azana replies in mild confusion. Most people couldn't tell she wasn't human simply by looking. "I was made using ancient DNA from a relic, so no one was that sure what I am. Uh, you do know about whole zombie apocalypse thing that's going on, right?" She looked at Rex and Dr Smith. "You guys got an announcement, right?"
"I think I'm OK for now," Azana agreed as her wounds had long since closed. "Are you? Have you been safe here?"
"I mean, it's one of those things. You might not agree with gay rights or tax laws, but I like to think everyone can get behind not dying to a zombie horde." There certainly didn't seem to be a better choice that Azana could see.
"Well, I suppose it's a blessing that we're safe, but..." Azana glanced at the new comer. "What are you? I mean, don't get me wrong - humans seem to be in a surprisingly short supply, but the heat you were producing looked like it consumed bone. That's...hot. Are we at risk if we accidently trigger something again, of you going all, 'Argh, burn!' at us?"
"Sorry, no, Azana," the floating Half-Orc replied as she followed Titus into the light. "No time to explain, we grabbed you but triggered some kind of fire demon elemental cleaning crew thing that's busy trying to consume everything, and unless you happen to know the thing's off switch we rather need to flee."
"I have a couple of spare healing kits, you can have one if you want Jelissa. What the heck was going on down there that this was a good idea for a purge?" Azana called as she floated upwards, and away from the slagging. "It's like Hades took a holiday!" Since Titus was climbing up, Azana began running a rig. It was a simple matter to attach ropes to the climbers, tie one around a rung, move a second safety point up, float back and move the second up...with no risk of falling she could certainly keep the others safe, even if her abilities weren't strong enough to haul people around.
Azana floated up to the ceiling latch and opened it, preparing to help the other through if they couldn't force the doors or simply escape up if they could.
"Is there an up button?" Azana asked, trying to see if she could simply hit that. Or at least 'doors closed'. It might buy them a few moments before that thing melted the elevator.
Azana quickly reached out and grabbed the potion brewing equipment. Potions would be a real investment, when she had the time to set them up. Cramming it into the magical bag she'd picked up, she paused for a moment, considering. She did have a magical bag, and there was a lot of stuff. Maybe she could combine the two...
At the last moment she spotted the other bag. Wasn't there something about putting magic bags within magic bags causing black holes? She stopped in her tracks, and tried to remember. But when Titus suggested fleeing, flee she did.
Yeah, that'll do nicely.
What would be the difference between the portable alchemy lab and the brewing station? I'll take one of those, once I know what the difference is.
"Hmm?" Azana glanced over it, then looked again with Read Magic. "Oh, that's a spellbook, I think. Like, a book of spells. I don't do it that way, but I've seen a couple. I can't use one - wrong kinda spellcaster - but I can probably tell you what the spells are."
OK. So. My suggestion for the 4500gp item would be Gloves of First Aid. Limited uses, but two Breath of Life spells could be really useful.
Not at a computer that will allow me to look up cool items (stupid work blocks) so I'll rummage tonight
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