After a moment or two you hear the sounds of combat outside
"Do you guys hear that? Sounds like more combat is going on. Maybe it's the rangers being attacked? We should check it out."
"Phooka, can you help us get quickly back to strength. Sounds like trouble outside!"
Tarinhil says, "Be nice if the someone could unslow me, too."
Phooka lands as a raven on top of the blubbery mass and croaks, which turns into a channel.
Phooka then changes to his fae form and examines Vinny,
Ah Slimy Doom, thats a nasty thing. We will have to treat that tonight before it gets worse.
He then casts a lesser restoration on Vinny to deal with the CHA damage
Smiles and nods, "Thank you, Phooka," with the words out, he takes to moving towards the door, hiding behind it to give a loiok outside.
You see the Rangers and Kibb fighting igres
"Best to help them out." Says Fernus peeking out the door from below Vinny.
He walks back a little.
"Best to do that while being quick of foot I might think. Everyone ready?"
Fernus will cast Haste on everyone once they're ready.
"I would love a little speed to help us get in there..." he says as he nods, indicating he is ready.
Ogres. I loathe ogres - the smell, the warts, the clubs. Did I mention once I fought an an ogre and I knocked it unconscious then it fell over on top of me? Imagine being buried underneath five hundred pounds of unwashed ogre and it's rag - I think the bear would have been insulted.
Darin shudders at the memory.
"Thank you for the healing Phooka. Imagine if it had been mama ogre Darin. It could have been worse. Let's go help those rangers. Wish they'd just stayed hidden!"
Our heroes arrive outside just in time to see the rangers put down the last of the three.
I guess you all shook up the nest and we were hear to catch them. Jakadaros says as he tends to kibb, who was wounded
Tarinhil nods, "We got their spellcaster... which was a bit of a surprise, actually." He pauses, then says, "Don't suppose anyone had a count on how many there were supposed to be? "
No clue. Want us to wrap up here while you search the place, or want us to search it? Kaven asks as he wipes hi sRapier.
We should go, you look like you've tangled enough. Just be on guard - there's no telling how many other ogres could still be wandering.
Only Kibb seems wounded
"Lets finish cleaning out the house and the Rangers can be our vanguard..." Vinny says with a nod of respect to the men.
Alright. Move on to the next place you want to check
He has a nasty gash but Phooka takes care of it
Vinny goes to the door that Unalaq nods to and gives it a long look.
The door is untapped and unlocked. Inside is a storage room filled with nastiness. Of particular gross is bones of infant children
Tarinhil growls, "I don't even want to search those... but we'd best ensure there's nothing hidden within."
He then looks at the door across the hall, "I'll examine this one to make sure there's nothing bad behind it."
Darin will pause and say a brief prayer for the dead over the bones.
This...this is terrible.
Unalaq shakes his head sadly, "Could it get any worse? We're going to need to make sure we get them all. Evil like this cannot be left to continue."
The heroes move to the north door and open it
This filthy bedroom contains little more than a
lumpy mattress heaped with twigs, mud, and
hopefully little else, although the stink of sewage
in the room indicates otherwise. Dozens of
humanoid fetishes crafted of bits of leather, straw,
corn husks, twigs, and bones hang from cords
throughout the room.
"So it would seem" Vinny says as he steps out of the room and heads from the vile decor. "We should burn this place down when we are done..."
Tarinhil nods, his expression far more grim than one would expect from the pyromaniac when contemplating burning a place.
"It's evil, and should die as painfully as the Ogres."
"Any traps or hidden things in there Vinny and Tarin?"
This dark room stinks of putrefying flesh.
Eight wooden chairs with grinning bleached
skulls crowning their backs circle a monstrous
four-foot-high oak dining table covered with a
crude tablecloth of crinkly human leather. The
centerpiece of the dining table-a rotting human
head, its stringy red hair thankfully draped over its
mutilated face-serves as a gathering place for a
host of buzzing, bloated flies.
However Vinny also sees that there is a trap set to go off if anyone steps through the door.
"I think I'll try to avoid setting this one off Vinny. Would you or Tarin care to see just how bad it is while the rest of us move back a safe distance?"
Vinny spends a few moments looking over it and then begins to fiddle with his tools and the trap.
Disarmed
"I guess we should have a look at what prizes they were trying to protect in here. As grotesque as they may be..." With the trap disarmed, Unalaq leads the way into the room to have a look around.
Vinny quickly steps in behind Unalaq.
Fernus follows a short distance behind them, about 10 feet.
Our heroes search the room. Other than finding lots of cockroaches and mold covered plates with unsavory things on them, they find nothing.
"Either they like playing violent practical jokes on one another or they really think someone is going to want those revolting trophies. Tarin or Vinny, care to check that door to the left?"
Tarinhil nods, "Got it," and flies to the door, stopping short as he starts searching for traps.
This simple room is strewn with "toys," some
of carved wood or bone, while others appear
to be little more than partial animal carcasses.
Old bloodstains mark the walls; some resemble
crude, childlike paintings and feature images
of dismembered horses, a ridiculous grinning
horned devil tossing children off a cliff, and a
big lake with a black reptilian monster sprouting
tentacles from its back. Bookshelves rest against
the wall, but instead of tomes they hold skulls of
all shapes and sizes.
The people who lived here should give out lessons in creepy - I've seen shrines to Lamashtu decorated with more restraint.
"That's for sure. Tarin, Vinny, I wouldn't put it past them to trap the nursery. You'd better have a look. Then we can check that next door down."
Giving a nod, Vinny checks the nursery.
Tarinhil nods, adding his own acuity to Vinnie's search, "Working together's probably the best idea."