"After the eye-wall you're questioning talking rats?"
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From what they can remeber of the garden area, did there appear to be any windows were they could see into the rat room? -Posted with Wayfinder
Helena will briefly wonder if she even knows how to use a crossbow, but when she reflexively draws locks and loads the bow with ease, she'll have her answer. "Exterminate the rats, find food, find survivors, find way out of this hell hole. Shall we?"
Helena awakes, rubbing at her neck and upper chest with her right hand. At least I'm not covered with bitemarks this morning. She will notice Narcisa's bedraggled status, but won't say anything to her directly. That will be best thing about getting out of this place. No more nightmares, or whatever these things are. At breakfast, "We haven't seen much yet that could even have previously housed provisions. Anyone able to give us some directions on where best to look?" Almost as an after thought she'll add, "You don't by chance have anything that can deal with rats do you?" -Posted with Wayfinder
Since it is still early(ish) when they arrive back, Helena will spend sometime checking on the laundry room/furnace situation. And put in some solid labor into it where needed. The straightforward manual task helping to clear her mind of the thoughts of the day. After dinner she will spent the time to maintain her gear, sew up any rips, polish out any dents, etc. Once she realizes the sword (now a magical one) no longer requires sharpening, she will ask if anyone else needs theirs done. First the party, then those on watch. She'll take time to sharpen as many (non-magical) blades as possible. (+1 to 1st hit's damage) Before bed, she will spend about an hour in front of the shrine to Milani. First praying for the protection and hope for the people here in the sanctuary, then for herself. Beseeching Milani for help to retain hope in this bleak, dark place. Then for strength of mind to continue to face the unexpected horrors they will encounter tomorrow. She will frown at the elf's back as he walks away, but will not question his choice. Intending to ask Narcisa if she thought he was perhaps upset with Helena for failing to protect him, but by time she reaches the room after her prayers, Narcisa is fast asleep.
"Between the rats, the fake birds, and whatever the unholy hell that thing was, I think we've had enough excitement for the day. We need to get Elren'dor patched up, and I think the rest of us still need healing of some kind also." Helena will help Elren'dor to his feet, if he cannot walk, she will carry him. "Any objections?" -Posted with Wayfinder
Growling in frustration, Helena draws and swings at the flapping bastard.
"Give me back my wizard you flying flappy f@%~!"
Helena will run over and grab Elren'dor herself, hoping to either pull him from the creature or be too much weight for it to lift easily.
"Mine!" She snarls at the creature.
Not seeing anything immediately dangerous, Helena gets distracted looking to see if the garden has rosebushes. She doesn't see the creature attacking Elren'dor until he screams out in pain.
"Oh, good, you all saw that too. I wasn't just hallucinating." Helena picks up the longsword, liking the weight and feel of it, giving it a few practice swings. "Do either of you have any mind shielding spells? I don't fancy another attack by whatever those rats-things hit me with." Helena ponders a minute, "After all those noises we just heard when that beast game thru the fog, I'm wanting to explore outside even less. Should we try this door north over here?"
"I didn't understand it, not one I've been taught." Helena shakes her head still trying to reconcile what just happened. "Sorry, I remember yelling to you to do whatever you had planned." Helena says to Elren'dor. "Getting hit in the back with something, a book maybe? Then... " Helena's brain finally catalogs what happened, Helena recalling fear, her brain trying to protest against it, but the fear overriding everything. "Fear, blind fear. I couldn't fight it. You think it was a spell of some kind?"
"What happened?" Helena asks, looking around confused. "When did we get out here? Are the rats dead?" -Posted with Wayfinder
Helena's eyes are still glassed over, seeing something only she can see. The pain seems to have stopped, but she is still caught in some nightmare, as she clings to the wall. "No, no...please... no...." She doesn't seem to notice Elren'dor is talking to her. -Posted with Wayfinder
The small splash of fire lands on an exposed portion of Helena's arm, the minor singe has Helena hissing thru her teeth, when the scars along the left side of her body flair to life with pain. Her body wracked with pain her mind doesn't even acknowlwdge the intrusion, until it is too late to stop it. Her mind suddenly revolts, causing Helena to run from the room towards the far double door. Helena wraps her arms around her stomach, her mind still rebelling, and begins to rock, her words not making any linear sense. "Fire... sand... teeth... bodies... no, no, no... pain, oh the pain." Henela barely gets out between pants. -Posted with Wayfinder
Burned Effect: You take a –1 penalty on saving throws against fire effects. In addition, whenever you are adjacent to open flames or are on fire, you take a –1 penalty on all attack rolls, saving throws, and skill checks until you spend an entire round away from fire. These penalties are not cumulative. (An instantaneous fire effect adjacent to you or affecting you causes this penalty to apply until 1 round after it is gone.) -Posted with Wayfinder
do not adjust your tv set: The show you are about to see is real Omg this is one cool app! "holy fook!" -Posted with Wayfinder
"Do whatever you need to Elren'dor, don't worry about me, I'll try and keep them from chasing others."
"Something smells off..."
Helena will head back to the main entry hall and up to the double doors next to the consultation room. Before attempting to open them she will pause to listen if anything sounds from the other side, and to allow her companions to move up also.
"Well, we have another outside door here, and unless any of you really want to explore outside in that strange fog right now, I'd say it's better to probably check everything inside before we worry about out there." Helena steps back out into the hallway, but close enough to speak back into the room, "Too much rubble to get to this door on the right, but looks like another hallway up ahead if we can find passage around this rubble." While everyone is pondering either to stay inside or go outside, Helena will see if she can get around the rubble to look down the hallway north. If everyone wants to check outside she'll come back after checking to see what doorways, etc are up there.
Narcisa got a MW silver dagger earlier. I'd like one of the new ones, something has me thinking we're going to get DR/Silver. Who wants the other dagger? Assuming we'd all like an amulet, any preference on who gets first?
"Sounds good, we'll wait this out to see what happens once the birds are gone. Then form new plan if needed." She lifts her head up to check on Keymys' progress. "Go kitty go!"
Helena will try holding onto the largest furniture she can find, she'll remain laying on the ground and hold onto the legs. She will check to see if there are any new sights from this nicely prone angle, underneath furniture and such.
"So I think we figured out how he got up here." Helena will try to move, either "swim" towards something solid, or push off ceiling to try to avoid floating mid-air. Ultimately trying to get to brace against the wall if possible. "Are the birds causing this?"
"We should probably get him down from there. Although, I am not sure which is more curious, how he got up there, or the otherwise pristine condition of this room. Helena moves to shoulder the guy off the antlers.
"Curious." Helena agrees with Smallest Sun, looking over the hanging body.
Helena grin at Narcisa, "You and me both." Helena heads back out of the room, after showing the rest the few items she found, to look around the hall further right.
Looking over the bodies, "This wasn't just some random beating. Hoods and blindfolds? This is malicious and deliberate."
After rattling the front door, Helena turns back around, noticing the door previously unseen. "Actually, looks like a door right there," pointing at down the hall to her right, "for the same room." Helena approaches the new door.
"Doesn't look like this door going to budge. Perhaps we can find another way in. With the quake shocks, maybe a wall came down." Helena heads towards the main front door. "I am curious though..."
Helena listens at the door, trying to heear if anyone is behind it. Someone had to pile up the things.
Helena repositions her shield and redraws her sword. "Be ready for anything. But hopefully no more eye-walls. Or some worse body part." She steps thru the doorway.
"Got an idea." Helena heads off to the laundry room. She comes back a minute later with the 6ft standing mirror. "You want to know what you become? Here, feast your eye on this."
"Is it a riddle?"
"Steel doesn't seem to be harming it much. Any ideas?"
"So stabbing it is." Helena is trying her best to seem nonchalant, while her bite marks scream at the sight of the giant eye with teeth. And what is with the sobbing? Holding her breath, she steps in to take a swing, using her shield to block the tears.
"Some kind of mold? With a big ass crying eye?" Helena turns to Elren'dor, "Got any big fire spells?"
"Well, no putting off the inevitable horror. Let's go find out what's behind the curtain."
Helena watches Winter walk off, "That was....ominous."
Helena doesn't move when the cat tries to comfort her, and she seems to not even acknowledge the elf's questions, leaving Narcisa speak about her dream first. Smallest Sun's examination is met with more silence, Helena's only movements when she begins to softly pet the cat's head and a barely imperceptible nod to the cleric's questioning. It is the nurse's mentioning of the children that finally has Helena's attention. The yellow fog clouding her mind burning off by a red haze of anger. I'll be damned to the Abyss before I let him get those children. I'll kill him first or die trying. She reaches for her belongings.
To the other's once the nurse leaves, "I'll tell you latter. Let's get moving." +++++++++++++++++++++++ Helena listens to Elren'dor speak to Winter, her anger keeping her sanity as whole as it can be. "Any suggestion where we should begin? If we can't find a way out today I'll finish fixing the furnaces when we head back to sleep. Should only need a bit more work, but I'd rather get to exploring first."
Helena barely gets her breathing under control when she notices the bites. Taking stock of their locations, the ending of the nightmare rushing back to her. Curling up, her arms around her knees, Helena tries to remain calm and tamp down the feelings of violation. To keep from screaming in frustration and revulsion. She doesn't even notice Narcisa awaken.
Helena jerks awake with a start, trying to not hyperventilate and instinctively reaching for her stomach, the location of the pain from last time she dreamed about the man in yellow. When the pain does not manifest, her breathing slows a little bit until the pain from the bites sets in. Looking down and seeing all the bites, Helena groans in pain. "Ooouuch. What the unholy f#%$?"
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Unless convinced otherwise, Helena will take the chaplain's office. All the pillow, etc sound inviting after a day of hard labor. Her muscles ache so the soft is calling to her. She will ask either Smallest Sun or Elren'dor if they are able to create magical water. She would like to rinse off the gore from cleaning, herself and her clothes/armor, if possible. Either way, she sleeps in next to nothing if in the office. She'll wear a long shirt if in the chapel.
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