The Nasty Orc wrote: "Are you my father?" Nasty I am your father#Darth Vader, I was taken from you when you were born along with several others whom I had never met. All I know is that these 2 Horcs (His word for 1/2 orcs) kept talking about the prophecy would never be fulfilled and that their master would reign eternal bringing the world into the shadow.
They have been performing dark rituals down here trying to build an army of hybrid undead bugs called Lichlings. All in the anticipation of the return of....Booraun!
Even though you are miles below the surface you still hear the thunder crackle...Dramatically!
"A dung-filled cave. Where's the bear?"
Our chief is back.
"This is my father Alissa. I have a dad I told all the other kids in the playground I had a Dad they did not listen and teased me until I ate them all then they did not tease me anymore. But then Mama told us we needed to leave and find a new place to live."
*looks around at the peal of thunder* Whoa... Hey, didn't we kill a few undead bug critters a while back?
What?? You killed poor defenseless undead bugs?
I think I may cry.
They were just bugs. Nothing to cry over.
What?? Who let you out of the kitchen?
Your father, obviously.
He felt your friends might need some help while you were gone.
Well, now that I am back you can just troddle on home.
Oh, I will do more than make you. :(
I would listen to her Schism, I mean look at that face. She's Pissed
She's been drinking? For shame, Alissa!
It was only pumpkin cider for my dad's deathday party.
Tvashtri regards Jenny and Alissa. "I greet you! I am Tvashtri Abdul-Khasis, toymaker, wanderer, and as of a few minutes ago, former gentleman-in-mild-distress. And you?"
*looks at TAK*
"Excuse me... do you mean you're a former gentleman, or that you were formerly in distress?"
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"My good humanoid ooze, distress is inevitably temporary; a gentleman is for the ages!"
Well this certainly cozy, would anyone like some tea?
"I need to eat more enemies to make sacrifices to the great devourer. Can we go and find them Boss?" He says looking at Alissa.
Nasty: Your father hears your request, I can help you he says That one I can help you with. He steps past the party and walks to the center of the room. THE KEYS he shouts TAKE US TO THE KEYS.
All the butterflies instantly stop beating their wings. The entire room begins to sink into the ground, slowly at first, then faster and faster, as if the room were plunging in free fall down an empty shaft.
The Stanky Orc seems oblivious to the free fall Now where were we? he asks Nasty Ah yes, How has life been treating you son?
Hey, where is the tea? I wanted some crumpets with it.
Leave it to a cook to bring up food when we are about to go into battle.
"Yes, we must have tea! Did not the great sage Con Fu Sing admonish the world 'never give a sword to one who does not appreciate a fine cup of tea?'"
Well I wouldn't be a proper english gentleman if I did not offer tea and crumpets. Even if we are in the midst of a freefall. Earl Grey I assume?
"I'd prefer a good jasmine, if I had my choice."
" I am good Dad. Been on an adventure with my friends here. Mommy misses you ... I think. Well I miss you. I have a big dragon in my stomach."
Earl Grey is fine. With some lemon. By the by, are we going to smash to our deaths when the room arrives?
TAK: Ah no problem, Jasmine it is
Nasty:Still got that serpent huh, that was my gift to you when you were born. Do an old orc a favor and pass it on to your firstborn would ya.
Jenny:Don't really know about smashing ourselves to death, one stops worrying about pesky things like that after death...as if on cue The room begins slowing and eventually stops moving, settling gently as if on a bed of feathers.Were here says Stanky Good Luck The image of Stanky shimmers and fade. A moment later, its gone.
I'm a hot chocolate man *Gets a packet of Swiss Miss out of pocket*, but I bring my own.
Can we just get this over with, I am tired of this place.
You could have just stayed away.
Don't make me have to come over there and smack you.
Alissa/ Schism: as you are bickering with yourself/ one another...
The walls of the descending room vanish, the PC's see an immense room(110'L x 220'W) with sheer ivory walls. The 40' ceiling is enchanted with permanent continual light, bathing the room in a dim glow. Before you(30' in front) looms an ivory statue of a head nearly 30' in diameter. The head resembles a human skull covered with withered and rotting flesh. Shanks of long matted hair, also rendered in ivory, extend from the scalp. Intense pinpoints of red light shine from the black eyesockets. Imbededded in the center of the forehead, in plain view is an ivory key.
Dozens of spindly ivory trees, their branches filled with white butterflies whose wings beat in a slow, steady rhythm, sprout from the ivory floor throughout the room. Shallow dishlike indentations open in 2 sections of the rooms floor(they are 30' to each side of the head)
Imagine the size of the elephant that somebody got to kill for all this ivory. I am jealous.
"It's...beautiful." He looks down at his iron skeleton mechanical. "Perhaps Minimus Macabre Mk. III should be formed of finest ivory, yes?"
"Dad? Where did my dad go?" he frowns and a tear runs down his cheek. He brushes it away. Then his face grows angry.
"I want to kill and eat something. Something big."
Uh, guys, weren't we looking for a key of some sort? Or was that the last place we were at?
*prepares to introduce the big head to the disadvantages of having a big nose by making ready to cast stinking cloud*
Could I try any knowledges to figure out who or what the statue is representing?
Jenny: You are correct, you have 1 key, you need 2 more. Coincidentally 1 is ivory, 1 is gold.
Nesod: Go ahead with a Knowledge history check
"Should I get the key boos?" he looks at Alissa.
He starts to walk towards it unless anyone stops him from doing so.
Knowledge (History): 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (12) + 11 = 23
TAK: This statue seems to represent Booraun, an ancient and powerful evil force banished in the third age of Booria, by the combined forces of humans, elves, dwarves, aasimars, tieflings...uh some orcs and oozefolk also.
What is this 'oozefolk'? There have been others like me?
"When I was growing up, my favorite local greengrocer was an oozefolk - it took me a while before I figured out that that wasn't why they were called 'greengrocers.'"
The Nasty Orc wrote:
He starts to walk towards it unless anyone stops him from doing so.
Nasty As you approach the statue, the light in it's eyes flares brightly and it's jaws slowly widen. The head spews a blast of poison gas in a cone 50'W x 100'L, reeking of decay and death, Everyone must make a save vs poison(DC14) or take Ewwww: 3d6 ⇒ (3, 3, 3) = 9 half damage if you make it.
Immediately after the stench attack, the ground begins to rumble. A moment later, 2 twenty foot diameter ivory fists burst through the dishlike indentations on each side of the head, each hand has 12 fingers that end in snarling reptilian heads with razor sharp fangs.
The Hydra hands move toward the party, the reptilian heads hissing and snapping. As the hands lurch, all the butterflies flutter from the trees and move toward the party in thick cloudlike swarms.
Stepping from behind the giant skull with an entourage of lichlings are...The gemini twins, yes the 2 Horcs you met so long ago, The female looks different
EDIT: Jenny: Of course there are Oozefolk, do you fancy yourself some kind of special snowflake?
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