"If we can get them together the sleep spell would take the swarms out. Then its just the casters." the cleric offers. "By the time they awaken the summon spell would have ended."
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"Well, we DO have three crossbows now, do you have any ranged spells you can throw?" Smallest Sun asks.
"Yes, let's go." Smallest Sun agrees, taking up the third crossbow.
Smallest Sun finally perks up. "Okay so I was thinking of how to deal with the rats. I noticed that the ratlings on the bookshelves were the ones doing the summoning. I would think that if we prepare our bows or crossbows, we can prepare to snipe them as they try to summon the swarms, and it would cause those spells to fail. It would be better to not fight the swarms at all."
Smallest Sun will sit with one of the guards on watch and take a shift early in the evening, getting to sleep after he's replaced.
Smallest Sun will touch Elren'dor's shoulder, bestowing some healing on him.
"We should get some rest, while we can. Though the rats will have more time to prepare for our return... we have no choice." He replies.
Smallest Sun calls out in surprise, swinging at the creature as it bobs by him. He gives chase, chopping at the thing's legs.
"It was certainly a spell of some sort." Smallest Sun replies. "I almost got affected by whatever it was too, but it was right at the beginning of the fight. I cannot say for certain what it was, though."
"We may be benefitted by searching a little bit cautiously for a way around," Smallest Sun agrees. "They also were shouting something, did anyone understand the language?"
"Now is probably not the best time." smallest says. "She's still armed... Let me try." He will appoach, his arms spread and his weapon put away. "Helena, we are here for you. It is all right to be afraid, but we are still in danger. Talk to us, so we can help."
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Now clear of the enemies, Smallest will channel energy, trying to get everyone patched up quickly just in case someone takes advantage of their weakness.
Smallest Sun will rush out of the library, going through the doors and trying to pull them closed behind him and stop the swarms of rats. The ones clinging to his body dropping off and scurrying away. "Too many rats!" He shouts. Following the group as they flee.
Smallest Sun will try to channel energy and keep everyone from dying.
Smallest Sun will enter the room cautiously, his shield raised and sword in hand.
"Perhaps now we check the double doors to the north?" Smallest Sun asks. "I do not relish trying to travel through the fog." He wipes his bald head of sweat. "This place is getting on my nerves. But I feel a little bit better, being here with you. I get the impression we've done things like this before."
I'd suggest you get one of them, since you're going to get the most attacks on you. Probably either me or Narcisa next. The same goes for the daggers.
"Elren'dor!" Smallest Sun calls from the other side of the room. "I hope your cat knows what she's doing!"
Smallest Sun goes to assist Helena in getting the body down.
Smallest Sun will step into the room and peer at the body hanging over the hearth. "That's... unusual. And hard to pull off." he comments. "Do you think he was thrown up there by something?"
"Indeed. It looks like the beatings were some kind of executions." Smallest Sun observes, crouching to check over one of the bodies. "Patients and staff alike. It seems that patients were targeted by those disciples too."
"I don't think that we're going to be leaving through the front doors, everything considered." Smallest Sun observes. "It would be just too easy, seeing how insane everything here is."
Smallest Sun will move alongside Helena, his sword and shield also held at the ready. "I'd hope..." he starts, trailing off as he thinks. "That we can secure some means of escape soon. Those people in the chapel won't last long once their supplies run out."
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Smallest Sun will stand behind Narcisa and Helena, trying to gauge the effectiveness of the attacks, but since there's limited space, he can't get in there to fight it.
"That is... disturbing. To say the least." Smallest Sun comments, pinching his nose.
Smallest Sun awakens, and rubs his neck and shoulders stiffly as he dresses. He almost doesn't seem to notice anything's wrong until he turns and sees Helena and Elren'dor talking. Abandoning donning his armor yet, he comes over and crouches next to the fighter and gently examines the wounds.
"These all appear to be uniform bites, but their placement is... well, impossible." Sun observes, scratching his beard. "They're in such a place that the jaw would have to be... literally open so far that the teeth of both upper and lower jaw were pointing in the same direction... And she would have noticed this happening, even if she was asleep. But they all seemed to have appeared at the same time?" He shakes his head. "Baffling. You all had dreams?" he asks. "I had nothing. But my body feels sore, like I had been doing more than I remember doing yesterday."
"Of course." Smallest Sun replies. He takes a bucket of accumulated rainwater and casts a spell, clearing it of any impurities. "This will have to do, but tomorrow I will pray for the ability to create water; these people need it terribly." Once she's clean, Smallest Sun is going to take a corner of the office and sleep, propped up by pillows against the wall and his feet wedged up against the desk.
"I'll help with the clearing of bodies and getting the furnace started again while Narcisa gets the records open and Elren'dor prepares some scrolls." Smallest Sun offers. "Though I would like to prepare a few of my healing spells into scrolls as well."
"This may sound a bit morbid, but with ghouls running around and our need for fuel, perhaps burning them would be both helpful for putting them to rest and further our chances of surivival. It would rob the ghouls of food and possible more numbers, and it would give us hot and clean boiled water and heat." He nods to himself. "Yes. I believe that this is the best way to honor the dead somehow, and give us the best chance of survival."
Smallest Sun nods and looks at the rest of the group, having put away both bowls of food without saying a word. "Well, I'll go try to attend to the wounded." he says. "I still have some healing magic left." He will help by using his last two spells to heal the most injured patients, once he has ensured they're otherwise stable and going to mend properly.
He hopes that it is sufficient, but if not, he also has his remaining 2 channel energies for the day to help with.
"Indeed. I'll help with the chaplain if you will carry the doppelganger to the barricade." Smallest Sun offers.
Smallest Sun runs to Narcisa's side and lays hands on her body, praying as he does so for intervention.
Smallest Sun moves around the table, trying to cut off the enemy's possible maneuvering.
His attacks keep the doppelganger at bay, but does little to cause her any real harm.
"I don't think it's still around." he says.
Smallest Sun scratches his head. "I've no clue if this means anything." he admits. "It isn't a holy symbol I've ever... well, I guess I might have seen it, but I don't remember anything like this."
Smallest Sun nods "There could be. Check her pockets to see if there was any clues to her faith."
"สรรเสริญดวงอาทิตย์!" Smallest Sun calls, channeling energy one more time.
"Undead can sometimes be intelligent." The cleric apprises Narcisa. "Ghouls are one of them... though the ones most people find have gone mad or feral."
"I for one won't tolerate an undead to live." Smallest Sun whispers, stroking his beard. "But we'll need to kill it quick before it raises a ruckus and draws attention from their captor. Perhaps a ruse, Narcisa?"
"So it's true." Smallest Sun says. "Ghouls."
"You're welcome."Smallest Sun says humbly. "That was... not what I expected to happen, I hope there aren't more bodies like this; that took a lot of effort to destroy." He will follow Helena into the room too.
Smallest Sun tries to channel his goddess' glory once more. "สรรเสริญดวงอาทิตย์!"
Smallest Sun spits some viscera out of his open mouth. "Most certainly not!" he cries out, struggling to break free of the gore festooning the hallway.
"Ugh... Undead." Smallest Sun exclaims, his hand clasping the holy symbol at his neck. "Give me just a second and I'll send her on to the afterlife." The cleric holds out his holy symbol and prepares to channel his holy light. "สรรเสริญดวงอาทิตย์!" he shouts, raising his symbol up high.
"At least we can rid the world of a few monsters." Smallest Sun observes. "Whether or not they let us in after is something we've yet to see." He will wipe the sweat of exertion from his bald pate, and shake his head as the two of you walk back to the rubble-blocked hallway. "You don't... remember anything either, right?" he asks. "Like, what we were doing before we ended up here? or even... how we all met?"
Smallest Sun will take a deep breath as he charges forward, hoping that he really does know how to use the longsword he found among his things. He steps up behind Helena's movement and takes a swing at the creature.
His attack bites in, and he feels a bit of relief that he seems to know how to do it. The sword's grip was worn and faded in a pattern that fit his hand, so he had been using the thing for a while before ending up at Briarstone. "Hah!" he exclaims.
Smallest Sun murmurs a prayer as he sees everyone charge off to battle. "بارك"
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