"Something that would see the current situation corrected, and intelligent enough to aid us. An Axiomite, perhaps."
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"It's an elemental. It only understands commands and reprimands in one language. Maybe pick something that speaks the common tongue?"
"Hold up!" Eston calls out. "Can anyone here TALK to a fire elemental, or are we just going to let the thing run wild?"
"Right, then." And Eston heads into the ruin after the others.
"Yeah... and it's not something we can fix, or easily break further."
"That... seems strange," Eston responds, wrinkling his forehead. "Ankhegs are natural creatures, evil as they may be—not any sort of flesh-forged aberration..."
A note to all my active games: I'm in the process of preparing for my candidacy exam for the next few weeks, and I've decided to make a commitment to check my PbPs at most 1/day. I'll probably still be somewhat active, just, not as manic about it as usual.
And Eston attacks the other Ankheg.
Eston moves south, standing in the path of the other Ankheg, and draws his sword.
"And more importantly, we've got twenty seconds before it eats someone. I suggest we run."
"So you want us to... stop by Ecanus, say hello, sign a few autographs?" Eston asks, incredulously, "I guess I could use a good walk right now, clear the mind, anyhow."
"I'd be willing to head south under those terms," Eston agrees, "But cautiously, by the gods. We're not going to fight a whole army by ourselves."
"Tactics," Eston replies grimly. "We were out for a few days, and we'd like to know exactly when now is."
"...What day is it, then?" Eston asks, somewhat suspiciously. "If the whole army is gone... we may be in over our heads."
"Easy, Aebin. Take your grievances somewhere else."
"He's not lying," Eston points out, "He's definitely a living person, but there's something undead inside him, though I'm not sure if 'haunting' is the word I'd use."
Eston tries to consider whether such an explanation makes sense, with what he can see about the man.
"I'm not that kind of traveler," Eston huffs, "I always got paid at the end of my travels. But we could keep scouting down the road if you like, and see what's waiting on the way to the fort."
"Ah... so on second thought, this does look like we're still in Nex. But we're near the border, and if that fortress to the South is Ecanus, it could be a real nasty place have things gone wrong."
"I would like to point out that if we're in Geb, the fastest way home is North-East, though that'll take us through the Mana Wastes," Eston calls out, not ready to head further South until his family's considered that. "And if we do want to head South, we'd better take off these army uniforms first, or we might cause further trouble."
"Geb is a nation of undead..." Eston reminds the others.
"No... but it's bad, though. Ghouls rarely come out of nowhere. We might be near Geb."
Sorry! I thought they were all dead. Will add an action.
"Right, let's end this quick."
Eston crouches and spins, lashing out at all the surrounding ghouls.
The standing ghoul should provoke another AoO from Eston, which he’ll use to attempt to bring it back to the ground.
He then takes a 5’ step, activates Martial Flexibility to get Whirlwind Attack, and makes a single attack against the southwesternmost ghoul.
"Yeah, got it. I've done this before, kid." Drawing his scimitar, he tries to sweep the nearest ghoul's leg, then steps out of the way.
Uncle Eston too is just a little slow on his feet.
Alright, checking in. I went with dreadlocks because low charisma.
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