Berating herself for being terrified of living laundry, Angalia circles and tries to grab the thing.
... and fails.
Andrzej mutters a word under his breath and the scimitar briefly lights up with greenish veins before settling back down to normality. Then he stabs at the jacket, attempting to skewer it.
Res tries to identify what is in the room with them. He then lifts up Gorum's holy symbol, and prays aloud, "Gorum, bless us with your might, that we may be stand strong against this evil." A red light bursts forth from the symbol, filling everyone with courage against fear, and confidence in their attacks.
Andrzej's scimitar cuts into flailing straitjacket. It is made of sturdy canvas, but his smooth strike cuts into it and leaves a noticeable gash.
Angalia tries to grab at its sleeves and straps, but is not able to securely grasp it. Meanwhile, Res invokes the blessings of Gorum upon his comrades in arms.
Tiffana
Leandro
Angalia (posted)
Eliva
Foe 1
Straitjacket
Andrzej
Res
"There may be a foul spirit here, friends. May the holy power of Shelyn cleanse this place!" Brandishing his holy symbol, Leandro moves to a more central location and floods the area with holy energy.
Tiffana casts Detect Magic to try to identify what is controlling the straitjacket.
Leandro feels that whatever is out there has resisted much of the channeled energy, but it did seem to have an effect.
Tiffana looks for magical auras. She can discern that the straitjacket is enhanced with Transmutation magic. It does not appear to be a spell so much as a magical energy that was left behind in this place and stirred by the many spirits of this place.
Eliva tries to help Angalia.
Eliva leaps into the fray and grabs at the straitjacket, getting a firm grip upon its flailing bulk.
The straitjacket immediately begins to struggle against Eliva's grasp. She finds herself unable to keep a hold of it, and the straitjacket envelops her, squeezing tightly and holding her in place.
With a screech, a horrifying figure bursts into view. Beholding the apparition which hovers beside the examination table, it is as if you are facing the visage of death itself - a foul, rotting thing with unholy light shining from its eyes. The figure is draped in tattered rags that seem to float about it as if caught in a draught, although the air has grown quite still. It's gnarled fingers stretch out at you, marking each of you for demise. It lets out another shrill screech before vanishing from sight once again.
Andrzej
Res
Tiffana
Leandro
Angalia
Eliva (grappled)
Poltergeist (invisible)
Straitjacket (grappling Tiffana)
Eliva growls and forgoes her usual air of restrained civility as she bares her bestial teeth at the frightening apparition and tears the straitjacket arms off of their restrictive grip on her.
Res channels positive energy against the ghostly apparition. .
Tiffany casts disrupt undead at the spot the ghost appeared. . damage:
Angalia is terrified and can't even try to hide it.
Now that Eliva has a good hold of the jacket, Andrzej slashes down across its back, trying to spring the hooks and ties, cutting at the sleeve joins.
"Voshusk aham diras!" he mutters a gypsy curse.
Leandro wastes no time, striking at where the creature flickered into existence with his glaive. "Courage, friends, and do not surrender to your fears! This thing means to make us flee this place, but the Sister needs us."
Tiffana's spell squarely strikes the poltergeist. It shrieks as the positive energy disperses some of its essence and as Res's invocation does more of the same.
Frightened, Angalia attempts only to flee the danger. Angalia hastens to the door you entered through and attempts to pull it open. The door is held fast and, try as she might, it does not budge. She grows increasingly panicked at her inability to leave this room.
Andrzej's scimitar further cuts away at the straitjacket, while Eliva frees herself from its grasp and takes hold of the thing once again.
Leandro takes a mighty swing at the poltergeist with his glaive. With another screech, the spirit dissipates in a foul breeze before the items in the room finally grow still.
The straitjacket succeeds in grappling Eliva again and tries to squeeze her to death.
Andrzej
Res
Tiffana
Leandro
Angalia
Eliva (grappled)
Straitjacket (grappling Eliva)
Eliva struggles to regain control of the possessed jacket.
"Tear it up, already!" she growls as she fails to free herself.
Andrzej's eyes widen at the resilience of the jacket and he tries to think it. Then he aims the scimitar at the left sleeve and tries to break the grip by a precision strike.
And although Eliva is struggling hard, the warrior mage manages a solid hit.
Res moves to assist Eliva drawing his Greatsword as he moves. He attacks the straitjacket to try to free Eliva. , ,
Tiffana readies another disrupt undead spell in case any other ghosts appear.
Fearing to harm Eliva with a weapon strike, Leandro makes a grab at the neck of the jacket and tries to tear it away from the struggling half-orc.
Eliva struggles in vain to free herself from the jacket, which maintains a firm grip on her.
With careful, well placed strikes, Andrzej and Res cleave at the thing, rendering it in tatters which flutter to the floor. Its straps twitch and wiggle for a time before the last of the magic animating the garment disperses.
Cursing herself for her folly, Angalia pulls herself together and darts around the back of the straitjacket.
"It's nothing but laundry. Nothing but laundry."
Despite her best efforts, her hands seem to freeze.
Leandro gently takes hold of Angalia's shoulders from behind. "Lady Angalia, it is over. Are you well? Perhaps you should have a look around the room and see if you can find traces of the Sister's tracks? And Lady Eliva, are you injured?"
Eliva involuntarily her ribs where the straitjacket bound her especially tightly. At Leandro's question she grimaces. "A bit. That cursed thing was strong. Maybe I need to practice up on my wrestling ability. But we should move on, I worry about the sister being dragged through this unholy place!"
Eliva look around for signs of passage of the clawed creature they've been following.
"I just want to take a quick look around this room to see if we can find the source of the ghost."
"Would she have come this way? I mean through such evil." Andrzej smiles thinly at Angalia and Leandro as he performs the necessary succour.
"Fine bladework, Sir."
Leandro bows to Andrzej and Res. "And also to you, Sir Andrzej. I feared to strike Lady Eliva if I tried what you and Sir Res both did so successfully. My compliments to your weapon-masters. And who knows what evil the good Sister's kidnapper is party to. Perhaps he was able to manage the evils here so they could pass?"
"It was surgery. Simple cuts and thrusts. A scimitar makes a fine scalpel."
Res just nods to Leandro and Andrzej, "I was just answering Eliva's call. My greatsword may not be precise, but it is effective. Eliva is tough and wise. I counted on her to be able to avoid my blade."
Speaking to the group, "I know some of you are injured, but are you injured gravely? I only have a little healing energy left, and I prefer to save it for whatever else we may encounter. However, if you are need, I can use one of my spells."
Eliva sees few marks on the stone floor of this chamber, but notices a great many large scratches on the small door on the far side of the room. The wood is unfinished, so that the markings stand out plainly against the soft, rotting surface. It is as if the door has routinely been opened by animals.
"Well I don't see anything of interest in here. Shall we press on?" asks Res.
Andrzej nods as he wipes the curved blade on a piece of tattered jacket. He follows Res out.
The small door opens easily onto a narrow stair descending before you, dimly lit from below. The marble and tile floors of the hospital have given way to rough stone in what appears to be the entry way to a cellar. You hear the sound of hurried whispers below, but the stair turns so that you cannot see who is speaking. The signs of the large rodents are apparent on the steps.
Because it is a whisper, it's hard to be certain (with that Perception check, at any rate), but you think it is a male and a female.
Leandro follows, glaive at the ready.
First, Res tries to discern what the voices are whispering. Then, he casts silence on himself to mask the sound of the group coming down the stairs. He then continues down the stairs.
Clompy Leandro sticks close to Res!
Andrzej takes the tail end charlie position, letting everyone pass him as they head down the stairs.
Before he casts his silence spell, Res whispers to the others. "Be careful, I think they know we are coming and are preparing to take a stand against us. There is a female who seems to be in charge down there."
Staying behind and outside the area of magical quiet, Andrzej casts a spell on himself to increase his speed in battle. He mentally prepares to target the leader and save the sister.