Baldrek opens the north door to confirm it leads to outside before closing it and going for the south one. He then sneaks forward until the end of the corridor and peaks around the corner.
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"Zerre it is... anozerr monsterr." He says, frustrated as he looks around for more monsters to jump them.
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Baldrek stabs twice with his trident after being slashed by the monster.
Baldrek moves around the creature to shove it and then sweeps his trident beneath its legs.
Baldrek shakes his head and grips his weapons, ready for another creepy creature to come for them
Baldrek is far from surprised when the nasty cauldron does its thing with the others. "If ze cauldrron will keeb still forr one hourr, zen we take advantage and trry zat door firrst. Zen we go back forr ghouls."
"Zat seems a warrninge of some sorrte," he points to the rocks and the cauldron, "and Zat seems just wrrong. I would brreferr to look for anozerr way." With that, Baldrek moves to the closest door and opens it.
"Somesing off aboute zis storry... ze skinny f!&%err killed me in my drreams and I still me." He thinks, at least.
"Brraise! Zandalus sees!" Baldrek answers enthusiastically as he follows the doctor. He clutches his weapons all the same.
Not that it would matter too much, since we've got it trapped, but I think undeads can't be the target of a coup de grace, since it requires a Fortitude save and they are immune to it unless it also applies to objects. It could be said that you can try it, making the crit, but then it auto passes the Fortitude save. Saying this only as a thought experience if it becomes significant in the future. Sometimes, as GMs, we stablish precedents to move along that could bite us in the ass later.
Baldrek waits for a moment to see if Tassa will drag the think out of the darkness, but then throws his net just in case.
Baldrek grabs Tassa and pulls her from the room.
Well, I was waiting for Tassa to step out. We had mentioned we were going to talk to Winter, but then she said she'd step in to try the web thing.
"Brrenton?" Baldrek tries to grab Mya and keep her from entering. "We have hearrd zis name, uh? No, not hearrd, it was wrriten in one of zose rrooms, rrememberr? In chalk. Brrobably kids. Zerre was wooden horrses in ze floorr." "Berrhabs we can ask Winterr if she knows about zis Brrenton orr ve can searrch ze name in ze arrchives. Berhabs zerre is clue to end ze darrk."
"Figure zerre is no way arround it."
The custom oracle class gives mystery spells as spell-like abilities castable 1/day.
"We do not know when zey wrrote his age. Berrhabs he is just 47 as it is wrriten."
"Morre files... but zis rroom was locked, so brrobably we will find morre interresting sings herre."
"Do not rreckon we gain anysing forr trrying ze dorr on zis side if we have way arround it." He says, than points back to the room with the files. "Zerre was doorr left behind and if you feel like looking at ze files, figurre it safe now."
"Everrysing seems just too... what is ze worrd? Rrandom?" Baldrek says, shrugging. "Not surre it worrth ze efforrt to look forr rreason among ze acts of madman."
Baldrek retaliates, but is off put by the craziness involved.
"Mya rright. We clearr zese rrooms firrst and zen you can come back and have a blast herre."
"You might be rright Mya... betterr not to oben ze dorr zen as we have ozerr way arround it anyway." With that, Zahur moves to the closest door to the south.
"Do not sink zis Lowls was batrron." Baldrek chimes in. "He seems to be just interrested in zis Zandalus and would not tell what he would talk with him to ze doctorr..." "He was looking forr somezing, I say. I sink he used us for somesing and zen drrobbed us herre when we werre not useful forr him anymorre. Zen he gave ze doctorr zis tome, knowing it would go bad, so he would be getting rrid of us, ze doctor and even zis Zandalus. Cut all ze loose ends."
"I could. With no brroblem." Baldrek says, grabbing the tossed keys and skirting around the strange mist. " I am no hero, Efrraim, and honestly, I would say zis is what kebte us alive so farr." With that, Baldrek explores the rest of the room, trying also to look what the keys might unlock.
"Eliege Losandrro was ze administrratorr. Rreckon it is herr." Baldrek points out. "Zerre is a blate by ze doorr." "Ande unless you sink you can bluge herr mouth and keebe ze miste inside, I sink brringing her to ze chabel is terrible idea."
"What with zis fussinge with brronouns? Zis ze least imporrtant zing going on herre." That being said, he waits for the man to do his examination.
"I would brreferr not. We seen dead sings trringe to kill us and zis one is trrabed. But do yourr sing. We wait." Baldrek says, sliding to sit against the wall. --- Once Ephra'im is done, he gets up and goes for the next door, the double one to the north.
Baldrek wastes no time in pondering and instead starts to look around in the drawers and shelves for anything useful.
"Lete it be. We have ozerr zings to worrry aboute." He turns, closing the door behind, before turning to Ephra'im. "Any ozerr botion of yourrs?"
Wasting no time, Baldrek skewers the rats.
Believe we might need the enemies icons on the map.
The last f+*%er falls and Baldrek starts scratching his skin. "Blastede brricks... and you, mate, you betterr worrk with zis aim of yourrs." He takes the vials and turns to leave the room. This new day was already turning to be worse than the previous one. "Come, we keeb moving. If we need, we come back forr ze coats."
"Enough!"
The irritant thing finally gets him, so Baldrek drops his trident and starts shoving and pounding at the thing.
Baldrek's first save I believe triggers during his past round, so he'd be already nauseated by the time Mia took her turn. I believe it would be fair to let her alter her actions for this round (if she wants to), because she'd be keeping me hasted in a round I can't do nothing.
"Oh what ze fu..." The sudden sludge is to much. Baldrek throws up inside the closet.
"F*%*errs!" He exclaims as he attacks the one not grappling him. He'll deal with that f!#&er later.
Baldrek enters the room, looking around. "One crrown somesing will jumb me when I oben ze closete dorr... any takerrs?" He then readies his weapons and opens the closet door.
Meanwhile, Baldrek takes a look at the corpses themselves.
"Would you brreferr doorr to outside into ze mist?" He asks Mya. Aside from that, Baldrek stands ready and armed for when something jumps at them.
"Ze blan is to bush srrough ze ozerr doorr in ze librrary." He informs Ephra'im. "We have investigatede ozerr barrts and endede ub trrabed by rroom zat is magically darrk."
Baldrek sits to rest, feeling they should get some sleep before going out again. "If it only herre orr everrywherre, it changes little forr us, so let us worry aboute zat laterr."
"I rreserrve ze worrd 'frriend' forr verry few beoble." Or he thinks he does, because he remembers none of them. Perhaps he never had friends and is just an a#*!~+&. "But ze name is Baldrrek." He eyes Ephra'im with suspicion and then does the same for his ointments before shrugging and taking them. Being poisoned wasn't a completely bad way to go considering what they've faced so far.
"I would say ze lacke of an exit orr ze excess of monsterrs arre worrse zan ze lacke of knowledge, but zat is just me." He says, sitting on a chair. His left knee was a mess, so he massages it. "Ze lack of food is also bad. And prrostitutes, if we arre makinge a liste."
I'm fine with inviting Eriktd. He did finish a character that seems cool. I'm not feeling 5 players.
"Considerringe we know verry little about ourrselves, I say we arre batients." He shrugs. "Cannot say it does not fit." "Yes, we rreturrn to ze chabel, but I got ze imprression zat whateverr is habenninge herre, it is somesinge rrecent, so berrhabs you will not find about zem in zese books."
Or, with more feedback, I suppose I could put together a different concept. Sounds like what you want is an investigator (it is Lovecraftian horror after all…) Hi, I'm the fighter, one of the players. Between me and the shifter, I believe we have damage and even crowd control covered, specially with the Oracle hasting us. Just so you have an idea, we've lost a twf rogue and it did not make any difference in combat. So, having more combat power will not give us much. What we desperately need is knowledge and out of combat skills. Best case scenario we'd be looking for a bard, investigator or wizard imo. About horror themes, I have the opinion that the less horror themed and focused our characters are the more space we have to feel scared and impressed about what jumps at us. We already have a horror themed character as the shifter. Another one would be too much.
I personally have nothing against or in favor of any of the players as I don't recall playing with them. About the proposed characters, however, I'd really prefer a character with good knowledge skills. I guess the slayer could be that, perhaps, but I don't think we need more combat prowess. I really don't like the summoner idea. It doesn't give us the skills and lacks versatility imo, but the worst part for me is the monster body horror theme. We already have Tassa and she is more than enough. We are in a place that every thing we've found wants to kill us. Aside from stepping into toes, I don't possibly see how we can trust the addition of another player focused on monsters. As a father of two, the idea of birthing monsters and having a monstrous baby eidolon irks me a lot, and I'm not someone easily made uncomfortable, quite the opposite. This is, again, only about the character, not the player. So, so far, I'd vote for the slayer. In fact, I'd rather continue as 3 instead of adding the summoner.
As far as I remember, we woke up on the previous day. We've dealt with the doppelganger and then slept on the chapel. We began or exploration on the following morning. Perhaps it is about lunch.
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