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As things are dealt with and blessings shared, Deshe frowns. He can't help but think there's something he's forgetting. "I think there was some religious matter I was asked about down there, but it was beyond my knowledge. I'm afraid in all that has happened, I've forgotten. Does anyone remember what it was?"
"Of course. Myself, I could attempt blessing some holy water come my prayers the next morn, but they would not be of avail today, and expensive in terms of silver. And if applied incorrectly would do little. I think perhaps spells to ward fear would be prudent?"
"Danger and daring- Kalron's call, but whatever fell sorcery we faced preyed on the mind with visions of horror and fear. It left all of shaken, Sethiel worst of all. He needs a safe place to recover before we go back to cleanse whatever evil still lurks there." Deshe trusts that Rasmus is handling the details, and so mostly speaks in the broad strokes.
"Are there any Clerics of Dalren about? Our friend Sethiel's in a bad way after a run in with some nasty haunts." Deshe calls out, attempting to be heard over the din of construction.
Deshe nods as he takes his coins. "I'll take Sethiel to Lawgiver's Hall, and if you're headed to the priests yourself, you can find me there." Deshe looks around the others to make sure they all heard, and then begins to head to the Lawgiver's Hall.
Yeah, dropping him off there seems appropriate.
Is there a temple to Sethiel's god that would be a good place to help him get to and recuperate, or does he have a home in town?
"Something bad happened down there once. We definitely need to root out the evil. But Sethiel needs some rest."
Deshe stays within easy arms reach for Sethiel to lean on while he hopes for Dargys to get the door open.
"I'd say this is no safe place for anyone in a vulnerable state- it preys on our minds. We should get Sethiel out of here." Deshe comes to the conclusion he should do more or less exactly what he was doing before, and get Sethiel out of here. He can return to help after that.
For my part, I'll endeavor to keep having a post up by each morning.
"Oh-Okay!" Deshe hands off Sethiel to Rasmus and starts to make his way back down the hall to find the others and the sounds of battle.
"Woaah-" Deshe pulls back in surprise as Erik passes. "Shouldn't we- Never mind." Deshe shakes his head before picking up Sethiel again.
As he takes the second blow- Deshe's vision blurs and he struggles, slamming against the wall to keep from falling before retaking his stance. If the foe can keep striking through his armor- there's no reason to keep healing, it'll only buy time. He readies his axe.
Perhaps Kalron blesses this grim work, for it is nearly as might a blow as Deshe could deal.
Deshe - regardless of any attempt to be stoic or brave - gives out a harsh yell of pain as the blow lands home. He tries to raise his shield and desperately call on Kalron's power to mend the wound.
You wanted adventure- now prove yourself worthy of it. Deshe grits his teeth and forces himself not to take a step back from the dent in his armor. Instead, he strikes back with the axe, but it's a poor blow, and skid's off the walls instead of the foe.
And yes, you guessed correctly, Axe will always be what Deshe goes for if he doesn't otherwise specify.
Finding his way clear for now, Deshe continues forward into the corner, figuring it's the best choke point he'll be able to find. He sets Sethiel into the corner as best he can, then stand firm and shoulders his shield.
Upon sighting the enemy's Deshe's thoughts tumble quickly. Mayhaps he can fight these monsters, but while protecting Sethiel? He needs a chokepoint, but the one behind is too far away. Nothing for it to keep going forward and hope he finds no more monsters.
I think it's perfectly in character for things to be a little chaotic and disorganized under this situation.
"Figures." Deshe says with a bit of dark humor. Nothing for it then. Mustering all the strength he can, he nonetheless shoulders the weight of Sethiel alone and begins moving, resolutely as he can, forward. He knows that if he slams his hat into the wall in front of him, then hugs the left wall apart from that one gap for the room with the bones in it, he should make it out.
"Sethiel's in a bad way! I'm gonna take him to go get treated!" Deshe yells at the others before setting Sethiel's arm over his shoulder and making to slowly heave him back out of the dungeon.
"Well.. Um. It seems like we've split up more or less." Deshe is uncertain of whether he's supposed to stay with the current group or follow the others.
I thought trains existed for thousands of years before steam engine trains, as ways to move coal and stuff.
"Hmm, there were bones of other small creatures in the other room... I wonder if this rat was intended for that fate but escaped it."
"Of course-" Deshe tries to lend a hand to Rasmus with the rock- but there's not a whole lot of room
Deshe shakes his head. "I'm afraid it's beyond my knowledge. But Vuokko or Saini might know it." "Ah, it looks like the others are moving on. If we wish to keep close, we'd best keep attention." Deshe makes a few slow steps towards the other group, not wanting to abandon this side either yet.
Does Deshe recognize it?
"Belfer?" Deshe notices Belfer go limp and is worried it's another possession.
"Fair enough, you were more worried about what might happen than what had happened, I see where I got on the wrong track."
"Splittin' up to avoid gettin' got by traps and haunts is one thing, but if we ran into a battle, we might be in quite a bit of trouble. I'll go with whatever you all want, but I agree with Dargys. I don't think we should split up. I'm going to finish this, and then I'm going to go help Belfer if I can.". "I suppose it depends what we mean by splitting up. I got the feeling from Dargys that he meant "being further than arm's reach", cause the other group was literally just outside the room. I was thinking that if one person goes through a door, and everyone else is waiting just outside in case it's a fight might be an idea."
"Belfer, we appear to be split up again, why don't we join the others and head back here later? I don't 'dungeoning' but I know that dividing our forces like this when we could get attacked isn't wise." "If anything, with our experience so far, it seems like splitting up would be to our advantage. Every travail seems to be some haunt or spell that hurts everyone clustered together." Deshe walks over and offers another idea. "Perhaps a sole explorer backed up with everyone else close to be able to react if trouble does occur would be better given what we've actually experienced, rather than common wisdom." "That said, we're barely split from the others Dargys, I could hear you from the other group."
I'd say yeah, I'm not sure yet. I think we're still in the teething phase of finding our groove. Or in other words, signs unclear, ask again later.
Do I know the answer to Alistair's question with my previous check, or would this be another one?
While characterization and roleplaying is important, I view my role, and I even stated it explicitly in my submission, is to play a very simplistic one dimensional hero that tries to open doors and keep things moving forward. I am intentionally playing Cleric In A Dungeon Delve, with most of my backstory dedicated to explaining why I am reckless adventure boy. And part of my reason is because I want to open other people up to playing more complicated characters. The number of roleplays I have seen, even some with exceptional roleplaying, die 2-3 rooms into a dungeon because no one has opened a door or chest in a month is quite staggering. We have a massive cast of 7 here. If everyone is trying to be the center of the story, we will just get a ton of noise. I consider your character raising the question of "snap, we should show some self-preservation and get out of here!" to be great roleplaying that serves the story well. If ALL SEVEN OF US did that right now, it would be a massive wall of thematically repeating text that no one would want to read. There's a reason in movies they usually have one singular cowardly or self-interested character who doesn't want to go on the adventure as easily who expresses their hesitance, rather than multiple. And if we ended up debating whether we should go forward or back for a month, that would be the worst. In my opinion, if I open a door foolishly and get my character killed, that's a bummer, but it's just a fictional character, and can serve narrative purpose (hey, this dungeon is DANGEROUS!/alas for reckless youth, such a waste) for the others. If we argue about which door is safest to open for a month, the roleplay dies, and then there's nothing but wasted narrative.
"If you want to head out, can't blame you, and it wouldn't hurt to have one of us let the guard know, even if the rest of us keep at it. But I'm going to keep at this, and I'd be glad to have you with us." Deshe answers Klaus. "Anyway, from what my training says, often the way to settle a haunting like this is a proper burial of bones. There were some tiny bones in that other chamber- not sure if they're the right ones, but it might be worth giving a shot."
Deshe attempts to recall his religious knowledge to see if he knows anything about dealing with this sort of thing.
Deshe seems like he's about to join in the conversation, but then shuts his half open mouth as realizes Rasmus probably didn't hear everything. He sets about making some notes of what he can remember people said to show Rasmus.
I'm cool with the question Dargys asked and don't have anything to add this go around.
At the sounds of battle and fighting plans- Deshe looks for a moment before grabbing Rasmus' shoulder far less gently than he himself was grabbed when he was warned. Then, once he draws Rasmus' attention, Deshe raises his axe to eye level between them, them points it at the door, and then runs there himself, only to find a traffic jam in the hall keeping him well away from the fighting.
"I'll check the shelves for clues." Deshe trusts in the others to handle the rest of the room, and attempts to open each of the boxes on the shelf.
"I think you are likely correct, Belfer." Deshe nods.
And for anyone wondering, I've already moved back to the group, my current position on the map is accurate.
"Some sort of spectre or illusion- Like as not a child lost down here till it died... That's no way for anyone to die." Deshe, though unharmed, is not unmoved. Such sorrow and hopelessness found purchase in his sympathy, even if it did not succeed to harm him physically. He heads back to the group. "I don't think an approach as that of soldiers clearing the halls of a foes castle is what we need here. Between that which deafened Rasmus and this, I think the threat we face is altogether different. Courage may be our best defense."
I moved on the map to where I'm going.
Not having noticed anything in the room they searched so far, Deshe comes at Alistair's call. "I'll take a quick look, Alistair. Deshe walks up to the torch, raising his lit shield and taking a look around, holy weapon of Kalron in his other hand.
"Mmm, alas, I didn't bring spells for divining the presence of undead and deathly haunts." Deshe answered Sethiel.
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