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Everybody get eaten by the dreaded IRL monster?
"If'n it doesn't, I have a wee bit left from my travels."
"Ach, that was a close one. Thanks fer yer help Akurna. Right, perhaps we'd best review what little we know and make a plan?" Haltak begins preparing for the day, cleaning up, creating fresh water, and munching some trail rations while talking.
Haltak gives somewhere between a sigh and a raspberry. "pphhhh. Gotta clean this and rest then, and hope for the best. I dinnae bring any antiplague, though I have coin were we ta somehow find any fer sale. I've never seen an infection spread this fast. Best take care to make sure none o ya catch it. At least we're in no shortage of clean water, though I'm afraid we'll have to find a priest o' Cayden Cailean if we want plenty o medicinal spirits, heh. Oh and little lad, after what you've seen I might not open my eyes either. We ought to make sure nothing's wrong with them though, they feel fine yeh? I might take a rest. Maybe Akurna you'd be willing to make sure I'm still breathin and nothing eats me should I fall asleep for a wee bit?" Haltak changes into chain pajamas in true dwarven fashion and leans his shield against him.
"T'aint no venom I know of. Well aren't we a merry crew, ring around the bandages aya?" With a rueful chuckle, Haltak begins to bandage Phaust. "I cannae do much more fery ya lad, I used most o' Torag's blessings just gettin the few o' us this far. Oh, all those people... Haltaks hands move by rote but he goes quiet.
Doesn't seem like the kind of game where we need traditional party balance. Second the opinion, I'm liking it so far.
PBP games seem to have a pretty high attrition rate.
Either the game is affecting me and I'm going crazy or they're back...
Did Paizo just eat some recent posts???
"Ach, me leg...whatever that beastie did ta me isn't bein fixed by simple healin magic. And Phaust me lad, take care o course, might be some vile larvae."
"Aye." With a heavy sigh Haltak picks his way through the carnage.
To Akurna:
"Eh, there's some kinda mystery here - Ah think she stabbed 'erself ta keep whate'er magic was in that sword secret. Somehow she's dispersed it, or whatever it was that was magickin' her. But somebody must know somethin' aboot what's going on, and maybe where that sword came from is important."
"Er, what in the deep was that?"
"Och, but 'ow 'id she get behind us?! Those people!" Unnerved by this turn of events, Haltak casts animate rope on the coil at his side.
"How is this cave going to protect these people from a hungry, probably demonic wolf again? I see no door on it..."
Haltak mutters "A mob o simple human farmers, how tough could they be?"
[/b]"Well, then we haven't been properly introduced. Haltak Forgemaster, at yer service. Seems that elf saved yer life then. Good on 'im."[/b]
"Hmmm, how did you get this ... shotel is the common name? Nobody makes these around here - and again, why are you trying to attack people who aren't trying to hurt you? Are you sure you aren't angry spirits or something? Something is wrong here. I'm not sure this cave is any more shelter against what lurks."
"...Lass, t'aint really me style..."
"So, perhaps not time to take our rest yet then aye? If'n you wish, lead on lass and I'll follow. Forgive me but I'll prob'ly nowt be takin' yer suggestions on where ta stand for a wee bit...
"I'll need to remove my armor to take a look, and I don't want to do that out here. When we can't do anything more to identify the bodies, we should retreat to some kind of shelter. I'd rather not die so soon into my quest."
"Well, it sounded just like a raven - maybe warped by dark magic like the hounds? They had two heads and their maws dropped something unnatural, diseased maybe. I might be infected, but I'm not sure. "
"I've been around a few unsavory things in my time..."
Nawt more than this Haltak recasts light as necessary.
"I'll live fer now lass. Save it fer another." Haltak looks like he's technically correct, but is certainly cut up.
Oi, time to retreat or think aboot a diff'rent strategy...
Ach, great, another beasty. At this rate I'll die from exhaustion. Well, I'll assume yer not as bad as that thing at least, whatever it is. Gives me the heeby jeebies
"hmmf. Well for all I know twas me place to protect ya. Maybe if 'twere you ya woulda died.
Haltak has no visible wounds, but is clearly dirty and looks like he was rolled around in the offal, so maybe it's hard to tell under all the armor and rot. "If that's true lassie, we'll be havin' a right long talk about why ya asked me ta step into it's talons 'stead o warnin' me ta duck. And now what, a man driven mad by tha moon?" Haltak sets his feet again and readies to strike the man if he comes up.
Over here! Some kinda two headed dog beasties tried ta eat me, and that was after I got dropped on some rocks! This is why we dwarves stay underground! None o' this bein' lifted aboot nonsense...
"Oi, you'll find I'm a tough nut to crack! Lemme help break yer teeth some more!
*incoherent yelling and sounds of struggle*
Not bothering to stand up only to be knocked down again, Haltak continues thrashing wildly from prone at one of the remaining beasties.
Haltak lashes out as he rolls to his feat, hoping to avoid the worst of the extra bites.
"Ach! Gerroff!"
"Aahhh, alright ye fanged beasties, if'n we're doin' this the hard way, I'll knock your teeth in! Both sets! Torag guide me hammer!"
Hearing nothing of the other group, Haltak prepares to do battle to the end, by the light of his hammer alone, as he both feared anticipated.
"What in Torag's ... PFt" Haltak shakes his head and sputters, trying to blow the flies from his nose, rolling to his feet, trying to find his footing amongst the carrion and rubble. "Torag bless me hammer an deliver me from evil." With a prayer for protection from evil Haltak nervously looks about. Death and darkness he's faced before, but not under a hostile sky...
"F!$+ YOU, YOU TRAIiitttorous ...." Haltak yells, voice fasing away, obviously blaming Akurna for his misfortune. Deciding falling into the trees is probably better than whatever this creature has in store, and certainly not being strong or wriggly enough to just escape it's talons, Haltak begins bashing at its legs wildly.
"oi, the way this darkness be actin' maybe some light would do us good anyway eh? Not like we're sneakin aboot the underdark trying not to draw the eye o' somethin' nasty. Haltak casts light on his shield. He presumably doesn't see anything different, though it's in color now.
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