The smooth sonical towers and rampways form dizzying  angles,
which are fimly lit by the pulsing hwads of the pit people.

Johan moves cautiously on the very smooth paths...  Bet sharp rocks would keep them off these ...
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Sorsha thinks "They have built something here and have roads. If you make is spiky, it will just slow them down for a while. Now if we end up attacking them, it might be a good thing to do, put up a wall we can hide behind."

OOC:  How large is the cavern 'entrance'?

In reply to Ulo (msg # 4):

Melchizadek looks around, his light lighting their local area, and observes the closer pit creatures.

"Of course, it is their city. Anything we do here will be temporary other than killing, or making an agreement. Even the dead can be replaced with others, though the pain will not go away so fast..."

Wet , damp creatures... think fire! Any thing that dries and burns.

In reply to Johan Stark (msg # 6):

"Every minute it sounds to me like the best person for this job is the blue haired elf. Genocide for cash, love of fire...I am still struggling to see how Helios is OK with it though. We slaughter one group to defend another."

He sighs and shakes his head, trying to set right the conflict just below the surface.

Perhaps, just by being here and causing some trouble, we can alter their view of what is prey and what is to be left alone.

"Heh. Just like slugs. Maybe salt."

That might well burn them...

In reply to Johan Stark (msg # 10):

The cavern is higher than you can see in this light, and there is no sign of the back of it. the city you are able see looks to be enourmous, larger than the troll city by far.

In reply to Narrator (msg # 11):

"This place really is huge...if you wanted to wipe them out, we should have brought an army. Perhaps including the blue-haired witch, and anyone else we could find!"

In reply to Melchizidek (msg # 12):

OOC everyone make an IQ-6 roll

Gorgath continues to look around the area.

Johan is also looking around...

In reply to Johan Stark (msg # 15):

Melchizadek admires the pretty lights

Ulo is still too upset with Melchizidek defending the blue-haired murderess to notice anything at all.





OOC:  21:05, Today: Ulo rolled 15 using 3d6.  IQ -6 roll.

In reply to Ulo (msg # 17):

In the distance, the lights form strange patterns, oddly illuminating  the alien architecture  of this place.
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In reply to Narrator (msg # 18):

"Well, I believe we have been hired to commit genocide, so I guess we best be on with it...before I change my mind."

Hrunting... many more of them than us... how do we do this?

In reply to Johan Stark (msg # 20):

"They hate us, do not act friend to friend."
 He pauses, trying to articulate his thought.
"friend help friend when wound. Not they."

Yes... understand... but many, many of them... not so many of us... bad battle plan.

"Sa tähenda, et nad ei aita üksteist? Nii võiksime võidelda neid ükshaaval?"

She sighs "Is there a way to poison them?"

In reply to Sorsha (msg # 24):

Melchizadeks eyes widen at the mention of poison.

"That is very indiscriminate! How can we be sure it would only kill them?"

She looks at Melchizadeks "You have a better idea? We need something to do hit a large area and wipe them out. But I am not sure what would be poison to them or if we could even get it"

In reply to Sorsha (msg # 26):

He smirks.

"Why not just scourge them by summoning demons or some horrible disease? I thought we were mercenaries, not genocidal maniacs...you guys are starting to make the blue-haired elf sound positively saintly!"

I'm not seein' a way to do what we came to do ...  You got any ideas Fenric
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In reply to Ulo (msg # 23):

Fenric shrugs "They no care when one wounded. Hate Trollfolk, don't like selves much."

So they will all attack us ... not concerned about their wounded ... odd but still very dangerous. What can we do to offset their numbers?  I heard poison suggested... what about acids or fire?

"I have some earth magic but I am not that good at it. If I had like an earthquake spell but I am at a loss. If we tried to see the caves, they would just work them open soon. I don't have any summoning spells."

In reply to Sorsha (msg # 31):

"I heal. Genocide is not part of Gods beliefs."

In reply to Melchizidek (msg # 32):

"Personally, I could care less about them but we are here to help the trolls and they attack the trolls. If they wipe out the trolls will they keep coming to the surface? I am just asking"

In reply to Sorsha (msg # 33):

"There were folks who said that about Trolls, such as those who hired the witch. I do not know, but perhaps they would like to live on the surface in harmony with the city of Northport?"

Don't they have to sing before we can have harmony?

In reply to Johan Stark (msg # 35):

He looks at Johan and smiles.

"With your singing that is unlikely to help in creating harmony of any sort..."

Yeah, so the Harmony thing is out ... so what are we going to do? Haunting? Ulo?

In reply to Johan Stark (msg # 37):

Melchizadek rolls his eyes.

"With such diplomacy, no wonder people send pyromanical fire mages to 'negotiate' with you."

In reply to Sorsha (msg # 33):

"If pit people kill all trolls, they climb up to city above."

In reply to Fenric (msg # 39):

"Who will no doubt send the blue haired one and many like her to deal with them."

So no fire mage here, one lightening mage... one bright good guy... but nothing to fight a city with...  unless we get a better idea, we go back and get forces we need.

"Yes, now that we know what we are dealing with, we can't deal with it. So we need reinforcements"

Ulo strides up to Melchizidek and spits at his feet.

"You are coward!  Where was this talk before when you kill this creatures with no hesitation?  Now you see how many there are, you speak of diplomacy?  Of sending another in your place?  Coward!"

In reply to Ulo (msg # 43):

Melchizadek stands his ground, glowing a little extra with righteous indignation.

"This coming from someone who ran from a single witch and her friends? That is rich. I fight to right wrongs, not to perpetuate them. I kill soldiers, but you are asking me to kill women and children too! You are the coward.. you run from the strong, but have no hesitation killing women and children!"

In reply to Melchizidek (msg # 44):

"We no fight the people of the pit?"

In reply to Fenric (msg # 45):

I don't see how we can win, Fenric... many of them, a few of us... if you know more than me, tell me what I miss;  But fighting to lose is not our way unless we have no other choice. Now we can get more power, better power and come back and win.

Gorgath had quietly listened to the other, slightly smarter, people converse about the problem at hand. They discussed the morality of killing monsters. No one else seemed more qualified about being a monster than him.

The ogre cleared his throat, "They not want to talk. We fight their warriors then they will talk."

In reply to Gorgath (msg # 47):

Melchizadek smiled.

"Wisdom and Intelligence are often not found in the same people. Perhaps if we kill their soldiers, we will not have to kill the women and children. I can come at that."

Perhaps so... I wonder how many soldiers they have... and what we need to do to get better traction for our feet.... anyone do Summon Sandstorm?

In reply to Johan Stark (msg # 49):

"Sorry. Could you even cast that in here?"

Johan looks at him and shrugs...

Ulo's voice is no longer loud, but hard and edged.

"I did not run from the witch.  I did my duty, I led the other children and the elderly to safety.  Then I returned to see if it was safe.  She had killed everyone, everyone, and was looking for the children, to burn them as well.  So I again did my duty and lead the elders and children to Svetlana's town.

You do not care about who you kill.  You did not care earlier when you slew these creatures.  Those were not soldiers.  Those were creatures from this place.  Your words now are only to pretend you have honor or goodness.


You are no better than the blue-haired elf you keep defending.  In fact you are worse for pretending to any differences."

In reply to Ulo (msg # 52):

Melchizadek finds her defences amusing, and laughs slightly.

"Those killed earlier were attacking, so if is a fair assumption they are soldiers. Here we are in their home. We started negotiating with Svetlana because we were in her home, and because we did care who we killed."

He pauses for a minute, as if something dawned on him.

"So you accused the witch of killing children, but now you tell me you led them all to safety. Meaning in fact she only killed capable combatants. That means that you want to commit genocide by killing the children, but in fact you have no evidence that, faced with children, she would have done the same. It makes me wonder who is the genocidal one of the two of you...

I don't defend her. I abhor Genocide, as I have said repeatedly. I just see that what you are doing is no better, and may in fact be morally worse. I am a priest, and protecting the innocent is part of what we do. You had no problem with that when it was your innocent we protected when these creatures attacked, so you should not be surprised now when the same values surface when you talk of killing the children of others. I use her as an example to point out that genocide of any creature is morally wrong."

"The thing that was eaten by the strange occurrence did not attack.  Nor did the creatures behind it that you attacked from afar.  Yet you attacked them, as they were far away and you were safe."

Ulo's fist holding the lightning clenches.

"I did not say the bluehaired elf attacked children.  I never said that.  I said she wanted to.  She laughed about making them burn as well.

Of course the children were safe.  We knew she was coming back with her murderous friends.  Your friends.  She announced her intentions to return, so my town prepared.  It was not enough.

She came to destroy my town for pay.  These things come to destroy Svetlana's town for the hunt.  The only difference between them and the bluehaired fire sorceror is the purity of these creatures.  But goodwill and understanding does not save a town when it is beset by hunting, warring foes.  Only reducing them in number, or destroying them entirely can do this."

In reply to Ulo (msg # 54):

"They came to hunt, and were attacking Svetlanas defenders when we arrived. We went to fight them straight away, and were far from safe as they also employed ranged weapons. That clearly meant the attackers we attacked were soldiers, not children. But the witch warned you of her return so you could move, presumably. That is more than we are offering these creatures, and more than you want to offer them.

I have no problem, and never have had, killing off the attacking soldiers or raiders. I always have had a problem killing off the children. You need to stop allowing cowardice and your concerns for such, which you keep bringing up, get in the way of logical and moral reasoning.

So Johan, do we raid their troops, or do you want to go and return to find a psychopath to kill the women and children too?"

"I speak not of what you killed before we met.  I speak of just up the cave, the creatures you attacked with no provocation.  Were those things, not far from their home, not attacking anyone also soldiers?  If so, then simply call this the barracks of the enemy and continue pretending they were all soldiers.  Or admit the truth, you are merely frightened by their numbers."

I wish the squabble to stop ... it solves nothing ... I do not know their soldiers from their priests ... we will advance, those who come forth we will fight, those who withdraw or hide we will let be unless they attack us. Let us move forward now.

"Argh!"

She turns to Johan, "Can we rest first?  It was tiring putting the resistance to acids on the large one," she indicates Gorgoth, "and washing the acid off of you.  Also I have no way to fight them, but I can make her," she points to Sorsha, "and even him," she thumbs at Melchizidek, "also resistant to acid.  Or fire if necessary."

In reply to Ulo (msg # 58):

"As always, glad to fight those who attack us. Like the last time...you should check your memory, Ulo. They were attacking trolls when I arrived...

I do not need to rest now, but would be glad to let our mages gain full strength before advancing."

OOC:  Narrator, how long has it been since the fight that started around message #450 of the "Trading With Trolls" thread?

In reply to Ulo (msg # 58):

Yes... we need you at full strength... we will rest here.

Yes, let us rest. Then we can attack. But how do we kill them quickly? And as much I hate slaughter, I am not sure it counts here, they are just monsters, though I know some consider us Shadow elves the same"

In reply to Sorsha (msg # 62):

About four hours have passed since the fight Cliffside.
"We might not be able to get them all, but we could do them some damage, leave  them confused."

If they confuse... don't think like we do...

"They make my head hurt." Gorgath wrinkles his nose and frowns.

In reply to Gorgath (msg # 65):

Fenric points to the Doomrazor with his chin.
"You make them hurt all over, Gore-Gath!"

"I think I need a drink, you all are making my head hurt"

In reply to Sorsha (msg # 67):

Mischa opens his tool kit and pulls out a flask,

In reply to Mischa (msg # 68):

Melchizadek looks for a comfortable place to rest for a while.

In reply to Melchizidek (msg # 69):

The street just accross the bridfe is a broad avenue anout sux yards wide, and slightly  curved, as though it were part
Of a tunnel rather than a flat road. You are right now adjacent to a major intersection, although there are nearby rampways leading up into a few of the conical buildings.

Well having us camped out here should bring any soldiers out ... at least as we think ...

"Its worth a shot" she says as she takes the wine from her cousin and sips it.

Before sitting down to rest and eat a bit, Ulo casts Resist Acid on Sorsha, Fenric*, Hrunting*, and herself.

"Gorgath, I will put the resistance of acid on you right before we start to fight, it is too tiring to kept it on you for long."


OOC  * Unless the trolls think the spell would be better served on another pair of troll warriors, then she'll cast it on them.

22:02, Today: Ulo rolled 10 using 3d6.  Casting Resist Acid On Sorsha, Skill 14.  Maintaining 2 spells.
22:04, Today: Ulo rolled 8 using 3d6.  Casting Resist Acid On Fenric, Skill 13.  Maintaining 3 spells.
22:07, Today: Ulo rolled 8 using 3d6.  Casting Resist Acid On Hrunting, Skill 12.  Maintaining 4 spells.
22:08, Today: Ulo rolled 10 using 3d6.  Casting Resist Acid On herself, Skill 11.  Maintaining 5 spells.

Total cost 4FP.  She is now maintaining 8 total spells**, 2 with no footprint (so -6 on all spell casting going forward).

** Borrow Language, Resist Acid (Johan), Resist Acid (Sorsha), Resist Acid (Fenric), Resist Acid (Hrunting), Resist Acid (Ulo), Hide (Reduced Footprint), No Smell (Reduced Footprint).

In reply to Ulo (msg # 73):

The trolls look nervously about, as odd sounds of slithering
can be heard from several directions.
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In reply to troll archer (msg # 74):

"We may need to light up the area to camp here...."

Sorsha casts continual light out in front of them from where the sound is coming from.

22:38, Today: Sorsha rolled 8 using 3d6.  Cont light.

In reply to Sorsha (msg # 76):

A bobbing light can be seen coming between the structures. It
 is attached to one of the towering slug like creatures, this
 one greyish white with yellowish blotches. With one of its
tentacles, it holds a lead attached to a slug like beast abou 4 yards in size. (picture a centaur walking a small pony, only slimy and legless).

In reply to Ravha kuristikku (msg # 77):

Melchizadek creates another sunbolt...

Alert everyone... we have company coming...

Ulo moves over next to Gorgath and then sits down to rest, fading out again.

Sorsha starts a large explosive lighting ball.

In reply to Sorsha (msg # 81):

The former  Deepguard halberdier readies his weapon and steps alongside Gorgath.

The blotchy creature wirh its pet notices your group, and makes a gurgling screech, the glow from its eyestalk pulsing
furiously.

It's senses seem short ranged.

In reply to Johan Stark (msg # 83):

Melchizadek targets where he thinks the creatures vitals should be with his sunbolt.

In reply to Melchizidek (msg # 84):

The sreatre releases the leash, and its pet surges forward,
even as it screeches and flails its tentacles.

Standing next to Darg, Gorgath chuckles, "Like old times."

OOC: All-Out Defense(Parry)

In reply to Gorgath (msg # 86):

Darg swings his halberd and cleaves off a tentacle midway through, the stump sprays ichor and the severed piece writhes
on the floor.

Johan Raises Shield and axe and moves to flank the creature, and keeping an eye on his master.

In reply to Johan Stark (msg # 88):

Melchizadek creates another sunbolt...

In reply to Melchizidek (msg # 89):

The pet lunges slowly at Stark, it's mouth a drip with acid

Stark moves more quickly, striking downward with his axe...

Ulo gets up and steps away from Gorgath, giving him space to fight.

In reply to Johan Stark (msg # 91):

Thick yellowish ichor spews from the slugbeast, spraying out
from the axe wound, spelling out #*@! Against the blade.


The now three tentacled pit creature swats at Darg, knocking
 him back and leaving a hissing imorint on his armor.

She fires her lighting at the thing that was holding the leash

Darg Wharten:

Darg ...

OOC:  Okay, apparently I've forgotten a few people that are in this party, who is here besides Johan, Sorsha, Melchizidek, Gorgath, Ulo, and the Troll warriors?

In reply to Ulo (msg # 95):

Present in your group:
Hrunting, troll warrior, speaks broken Aralaise, Stark's future brother in law., uses an axe
Fenric, troll archer, speaks broken Aralaise
Ullo, trollwife
4 trollish archers, speak troll only
Johan Stark, axeman
Gorgath, Deepguard  ogre, uses the Doomrazor
Darg Wharten, Deepguard halberdier with the orc merchant
Melchizidek , priest of Helios
Sorsha, Shadow Elf sorceress
Mischa, Sorsha's half elf cousin, tinker

In reply to Narrator (msg # 96):

Melchizadek targets the torso of the creature that was holdind the leash as well with his sunbolt.

Gorgath keeps his distance from the creature as he hacks into it.

OOC: Switch to 2 hex Reach, Deceptive-8/-4 Swing to Torso: Hit, 32 cutting

In reply to Gorgath (msg # 98):

The pit creature takes the sunbolt with a groan,


Ooc: Gorgath are you attacking pet or mistress?

OOC: The pet.

In reply to Gorgath (msg # 100):

The swift work of the slugbeast finishes off the squelching mass of the giant slug.

The yellowish blotches of the put person pulse mauve, and she begins a frenzied flailing, knocking Darg onto his back.

Ulo steps back again from Gorgath and towards Darg as she begins chanting and gesturing in an exaggerated fashion.

In reply to Ulo (msg # 102):

Melchizadek summons another sunbolt...

In reply to Narrator (msg # 99):

(ooc- How does the pit critter take my lighting bolt?)

In reply to Sorsha (msg # 104):

The pit creature has two smoking holes in its midsection, but
seems to be ignoring them for the moment, shrieking wildly,
She grabs the remains of her pet and clutches them to her
with two tentacles, while flailing about with the third.
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I don't think it is a soldier one of them ... let it go if it chooses to.

Ulo dance steps over to Darg, chanting and gesturing voluminously, and then casts a spell on him!


OOC:  20:34, Today: Ulo rolled 9 using 3d6.  Casting Resist Acid On Darg, Skill 11 (extra casting time).  Maintaining 6 spells.

"Maybe this will draw out more of them but we have to be ready to move if we need too"

In reply to Sorsha (msg # 108):

The creature seems to realize its dead pet is next to its mouth... and begins to eat it.

Ulo steps back away from Darg giving him room to get up, "Johan, as Fenric and Hrunting keep say, these are not like you.  No 'soldiers', just creatures that eat everything else."

Yes, I see... Kill it.

Johan readies shield and axe and steps forward to attack.

In reply to Johan Stark (msg # 111):

Melchizadek unleashes a half-hearted sunbolt at the creature.

"No, Johan.  If priest is right, we back off it will flee and send 'soldiers' to fight us.  And if he is wrong, it will pursue and attack."
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Oh... OK...

Stark stops his advance and takes a step backward... if there is no follow up, he takes more, slowly and on guard.

Sorsha start building up another lighting bolt.

In reply to Sorsha (msg # 116):

Melchizadek recasts sunbolt.

Ulo backs away but begins dancing and chanting the same way she did seconds ago.

As the creature begins devouring it's "pet", Gorgath stops his assault and looks to Stark. Seeing him stop, the ogre does the same.

In reply to Gorgath (msg # 119):

The angry mauve blotches settle back to grayish yellow as the creature eats it's  former friend, and the stump of its tentacle twitches  and starts to grow...

"Oh crap, its how it heals itself but eating, hit it hard" she fires her lighting bolt at it.

In reply to Sorsha (msg # 121):

"So he brought a snack and had us butcher it, huh? I am nobodies butcher..."

He slings a sunbolt at the creatures Neck this time.

In reply to Melchizidek (msg # 122):

 The creature wails as the two energy attacks strike it, and
it casts down the remains of its pet.

Stark stops and watches, trying to gather his wits... Thought we were not attacking it?

In reply to Johan Stark (msg # 124):

"Seem to have missed that part when it came closer and started healing itself instead of leaving...as a civilian would."

Why? We would heal ourselves if we could...

In reply to Johan Stark (msg # 126):

"Yes. Because we are warriors. Civilians run from those who cause the damage before doing so, because they have no reason outside of their homes to stand their ground. Right?"

Ulo continues casting her spell.

She looks at Johan "Now of course, they could also just have completely different values and such" she says as she builds another lighting bolt.

In reply to Sorsha (msg # 129):

The creature retreats, its keening becoming very high
pitched, and its glow strobing.


Ooc will rolls at +2 or be transfixed

OOC:  13:41, Today: Ulo rolled 7 using 3d6.  Will check versus Pit Creature Mesmerization, Will 17.

In reply to Ulo (msg # 131):

One of the trolls gets very glassy eyed and sways in time
with her wailing. The others avert their eyes. Hrunting readies his axe, and Fenric shakes his head.

Darg stares for a second and blinks it off.

Misha changes grips on his knives, and looks to Sorsha.

In reply to troll archer (msg # 132):

Melchizedek simply recasts sunbolt, ready to use the strobe to aim...

Sorsha shakes her head. She continues to build her spell.

Stark seems mesmerized and sways to the squalling...

Ulo continues casting her spell.

Gorgath's face goes slack for a moment at the wailing, but quickly regains his composure and grins as he closes in on his foe.

OOC: Move closer to creature

In reply to Gorgath (msg # 137):

Fenric and the three unaffected  archets nock arrows and aim at the creature.

In reply to troll archer (msg # 138):

Gorgath is within striking distance. The trolls let fly their arrows, which strike its torso.

In the distance, there is another keening wail...

With the creature within striking distance, Gorgath lashes out with several well-placed slashes.

OOC: Rapid Strike x4

The Doomrazor slices the beast  to ribbons.

In reply to Narrator (msg # 141):

With the creature down, and another hostile one on the way, Melchizadek looks out for the newcomer, holding his sunbolt ready.

Ulo continues casting her spell.


OOC:  Up to four rounds.

In reply to Ulo (msg # 143):

Yoy are on the outer road that leads back to the bridge. It continues on, and there is an alleyway to the left. Two rampways gead up to buildings on either side.  The answering
Sound is coming  from an area triangulated by the road you came from, and the alley.
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In reply to Narrator (msg # 144):

"I am no military genius, but should we not get our archers to higher ground, and then move to a position to cover them?"

In reply to Melchizidek (msg # 145):

The rampway up is slippery,

Ooc requiring a Dex check at +1, flat roll for solerets

Gorgath dug his feet in solidly as he crossed the bridge. About halfway he paused and gave a quick glance over the edge.

In reply to Gorgath (msg # 147):

Climbing up the rampway gives ine an odd sensation of vertigo. After nearly slip sliding in an inappropriate  direction, Gorgath finds himself clinging to the edge of a circular  portal, that oddly  feels like  the way 7n is down, not ahead.

Ulo stops casting.

"I think you are right priest.  You are no tactician.  You would have us go deeper into the city to be cut off from our only escape?"

In reply to Ulo (msg # 149):

Fenric touches his bow to Ulo's staff and points with his lips up toward Gorgath at the top of the tower.

Clarification Please- Is Gorgath up in a tower or back on the bridge?

"We need different kinds of mages to take on these critters. They need to be one that can summon elementals or something"

In reply to Sorsha (msg # 152):

Gorgath ascened a ramp to the top of one of the pyramid towers, I thought.

Gorgath stopped his ascent toward a tower to check for other creatures but had stopped on the ramp. Feeling a bit queasy, he motioned for Stark.

Stark makes his way up to Gorgath...

What's Up?

She keeps her spell at the ready as she moves up to the bridge.

"This door.... Strange."

Gorgath nodded towards the portal then backed away.

Why?

Stark heads toward the door as if to see what ever is beyond...

In reply to Johan Stark (msg # 158):

Stark feelt strange mounting the ramp, a little vertigo, perhaps, but it intensifies at the round entrance - which should be forward, but feels like... down.

Stark steps back and shakes his head as if to shake off cobwebs.

That feels crazy ...

In reply to Johan Stark (msg # 160):

From your vantage point some ten yards up, the city seems to curve up and around you, as though it were built  on the sides of a bowl.

We seem to be at the bottom of this habitation center.

Sorsha follows along.

Ulo sticks with the troll archers, near the bridge out.

In reply to Ulo (msg # 164):

Melchizadek also follows along, creating another sunbolt.

In reply to Melchizidek (msg # 165):

As you each climb, the vertigo strikes you, and the surrounding   city, which appeared fairly flat before, now
curves up and around you. The entrance tonthe pyramid tower
that is at the top of the ramp feels like it is straght down,
instead of being straight ahead.






(Picture Inception, or the mirror world fight in Doctor Strange)

The big ogre follows along and tries to keep his head down to avoid getting nauseous. Again.

In reply to Gorgath (msg # 167):

Melchizadek tries to keep his focus on where he is headed and what is attacking...

Sorsha concentrates on what is in front of her and continues to move forward.

In reply to Sorsha (msg # 169):

You are all at the top of the ramp,with the troll archers making a rearguard.
Ahead lies the entrance...

In reply to Narrator (msg # 170):

"Shall we progress, with a rope on the first in case they have actually changed gravity?"

Uh yea that may be smart...

"So what are we planning on doing in there. Should I soften it up with a lighting strike?

Killin' these critters I suppose...

Ulo sticks with the trolls.

Johan looks around ... why do all the trolls we are to help, hold back?

In reply to Johan Stark (msg # 176):

Fenric and Hrunting step forward.

"You go, we go."

Johan smiles at the two... You are always with me... but those seem to hang back.

Sorsha launches a lighting ball into the opening area.



22:00, Today: Sorsha rolled 8 using 3d6.  spell.
22:00, Today: Sorsha rolled 13 using 3d6.  to hit
22:00, Today: Sorsha rolled 8 using 3d6.  Dam.

.

In reply to Sorsha (msg # 179):

The lightning briefly illuminates the curved obsidian
interior of the entry to the top of the pyramid. The space
is curved and has a spiral shape curling down toward the base
 of the pyramid.
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Gorgath looks into the portal and shrugs then steps forward with his eyes down to ignore the wrongness of everything around him.

Stark Will follow him

In reply to Johan Stark (msg # 182):

Melchizadek was still looking for a rope from someone when the first two went in.

Sorsha follows along

In reply to Sorsha (msg # 184):

Gorgoth drops down into the space, and slides to the side.
Stark jumps down and slides into him.

Mischa uncoiks a rope from his pack.
"Hey, you guys could have waited!"

[Private to Johan Stark: Gorgath, being a yard taller than you would have no problem with the drop. You take some samage from the impact, but your boots  absorb it,

In reply to Mischa (msg # 185):

Melchizadek takes one end of Mischas rope and offers the other end to either Sorcha or Mischa.

"I guess the last one to come down will have to either get caught by Gorgath or find a way down. But How can we get back up?"

In reply to Melchizidek (msg # 186):

Mischa takes a couple of loose lengths of rope, makes a loop and tries to throw it over the tip of the pyramid.  The first cast misses, but he succeeds on the second.

In reply to Mischa (msg # 187):

"Thank you"

He pulls the rope taunt, then attackes his staff to his pack and lowers himself down.

Johan looks around the immediate area...

In reply to Johan Stark (msg # 189):

The walls are slick and a little slimy, and constructed
seamlessly of black stone. The chamber is irregularly
shaped, in a spiraling  conical form, and an oval opening to one side, where things seem to slide. From outside, this would be down, but it appears to be sideways to you.

Must be their stairs... 

In reply to Johan Stark (msg # 191):

"Can you get back up them?"

"I could go up and scout it out"

Gorgath mutters, "No up or down here."

Does seem weird..

In reply to Johan Stark (msg # 195):

"Cousin, tie on some rope, in case the direction changes suddenly"

"I do not need the rope" she mutters a spell and turns almost ghost like. She floats up and starts floating around to see where things go.

In reply to Sorsha (msg # 197):

Sorsha follows the twists of the tubelike passage into a large chamber lit by an amber glow coming from three crystaline tubes full of viscous  looking fluid and
What appears to be bodies. There is a steisted column set with bulges and holes in the middle of the room.

In reply to Narrator (msg # 198):

Melchizadek will accept Mischas offer and tie the rope to himself, before trying to follow Sorsha.

She floats down or over or what ever and lets the rest of the party knows what she saw.

In reply to Sorsha (msg # 200):

"Three giant glass tubes with bodies fliating in amber?"

Gorgath doesn't speak, but his face scrunches as he tries to comprehend.

In reply to Gorgath (msg # 202):

"What could they be used for? Should we get the bodies out and ask them? Are they human, or water folk prisoners?"

"You people don't preserve food for later?"  Her voice comes from back with the archers.
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In reply to Ulo (msg # 204):

"I have never seen food preserved like this. It looks more like prisoners of an aquatic race."

Do they move?

She looks to see if the bodies are moving at all.

"Your people do not have pickles?  How terrible for you."

So can any of you resurrect a pickle?  They might know stuff.

In reply to Johan Stark (msg # 208):

The viscous amber fluid hides the features of the three beings suspended in it. They appear humanoid, but it is uncertain

In reply to Narrator (msg # 209):

"Resurrection is a difficult spell involving necromantic magic. Even if I could cast it, I would not want to here. I usually requires many priests...but lets get them out of here."

He goes to one of the cylinders and tries to break it.

Melchizidek swings at the crystal cylinder with his orichalcum staff.
First there is nothing, then a hairline crack appears across the surface, and a small trickle of Amber liquid escaped the tube.

In reply to Narrator (msg # 211):

Melchizadek gets well back and around behind the cylinder, anticipating a rush of amber fluid when it breaks, and hits it again where the crack is.

Sorsha floats over to watch.

In reply to Sorsha (msg # 213):

Ooc: lets have some damage rolls: forced entry skill gives a bonus.

In reply to Narrator (msg # 214):

Melchizedek will swing three times if needed, taking care as before...

Sorha watch's but not too close, just in case.

In reply to Sorsha (msg # 216):

With the last smash, the crystal shatters, pouring a soupy amber liquid accross the floor of the room. Along with the fluid, a scaled, finned humanoid with icthyc features falls face down out of the cylinder.
 It lays in the puddle unmoving for a few seconds, then begins to twitch slightly.


Ooc simple dex roll to avoid being splashed, ht roll if failed

In reply to Lacuda (msg # 217):

Melchizadek dodges out of the way as it cracks, then looks at the creature on the ground, trying to identify it. He delivers a simple cure with his staff...

In reply to Melchizidek (msg # 218):

The fish person pushes themselves partially out of 5he slime, revealing a noseless face set with large wide set eyes, and a mouth full of needle sharp teeth. It seems very disoriented.
"¿Kahi hoi i keia wahi?"
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Stark just stands there... and gets splashed with goo pouring from the tank...

In reply to Johan Stark (msg # 220):

Stark and Darg both feel their faces go numb after being
splashed; their expressions  become lopsided and they feel a tingling on their exposed  skin.

Ulo leaves the archers and slowly approaches the fishperson, arms loose but open to show she isn't holding weapons, a few feet away she crouches in front of it, takes a deep breathe, becomes very tense, and mutters a few arcane syllables.

Then sighs a deeply with relief and says, "Makou i hana ino aku ia oukou. Nei e kokua."



OOC:  14:31, Today: Ulo rolled 9 using 3d6.  Borrow Language, effective level 10*.

* Maintaining 8 spells, 2 with no footprint.

Now maintaining 9 spells, further spells will be at -7.

In reply to Ulo (msg # 222):

" I no Lacuda. ¿Heaha wahi hoi keia? Aole au I hale."
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"O oe no iloko o na caverns malalo o kekahi kulanakauhale nui. O ke kūlanakauhale,ʻo ia ko lākou wahi," she gestures to the non-troll group, "a ua iho mai nei e kokua mai i koʻu poe kanaka e noho ana iloko o na ana kokoke nei i ke kaua i na mea i paa ia oukou. Anei keia kou poe kanaka?" She points to the other two amber tubes.


"Sorsha, Priest, if either of you can create water, Johan, Darg, and Lacuda here probably need this goop rinsed off of them."




OOC:  Can Ulo make an Alchemy check based just on Smell (Discriminatory Smell) and Sight (Darg and Johan's reactions to the fluid on contact with their skin)?

In reply to Ulo (msg # 224):

The fish person makes a vague questioning gesture, and then
waves dismissively at the two murky tubes.

"¿Kahi oke kai? I iaole lakou i ike iko kakou pie,"

In reply to Lacuda (msg # 225):

Melchizadek, not really understanding what is going on, leave Ulo to discuss things with her fishy friend and goes to hit the other tanks, standing well out of the way as he does so.

"Sorry, I don't have create water. I could blast it with an air jet she is glad she could not be splashed as she was in her Body of Air.

Gorgath nimbly avoids the liquid on the floor and moves to help Sorsha with the other tanks.

"Ke kai ma kahi kokoke loa, ae pono mawaho o ko lakou mau kulanakauhale."

She responds to Sorsha, "I'd create the water, but I'm about to pass out from all these spells.  I can keep everything going forever right now, but I can't risk casting anything else."



OOC:  00:45, Today: Ulo rolled 8 using 3d6.  Alchemy 10 (12 - 2).

In reply to Melchizidek (msg # 226):

The fish person looks  anxiously toward Ulo, and then jumps back as Melchizidek  smashes open the other tanks.

Viscous amber fluid sprays into the room, and pools almos a foot deep on the floor.

Two figures collapse out of the tanks, a nude human, red haired and extensively scarred, and an unclothed elfin  female  with dusky mauve skin and odd looking hands. Both sprawl in the puddle of fluid.

In reply to Lacuda (msg # 230):

Melchizedek will touch them both with his staff to heal them a little, before looking for dry ground.

Sorsha casts a spell and controls the dirt under the figures to make cracks in the ground to the fluid will drain off from around them. "There, now we just need water. Maybe you can teach it to me sometime."

Today: Sorsha rolled 4 using 3d6. spell

In reply to Sorsha (msg # 232):

As the fluid drains away from the elf like woman, her long toes and fingers twitch bonelessly.

Gorgath steps forward, weapon in hand. "Maybe not elf. Maybe never elf. Maybe one of the things become elf."

In reply to Gorgath (msg # 234):

"Pwy y uffern ydych chi?" She asks Gorgath, raising her face to reveal cat like eyes and odd stippled bone ridges around her eyebrows.
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Gorgath calls over his shoulder, keeping the pseudo-elf in sight, "Ulo. What did it say?"

Ulo looks at her and shrugs.

"I don't speak elf.  She is probably Tumedak.  One of, eh... what you call 'dark one'."

In reply to Ulo (msg # 237):

"Maybe one of the Elves understand her? What about the human...must be one who we can talk to...what did fishy say?"
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In reply to Ulo (msg # 237):

Mischa undoes his cloak and offers it to the not quite elf.
She wraps her writhing fingers (?) Around his wrist and pulls herself up. Wrapping  herself in the cloak, she looks around at the odd group.

Beside her, the redhaired human begins to stir.

She looks at the elf woman and says in elf "Do you speak elf?"

In reply to Mischa (msg # 239):

"Sir, do you speak Aralaise?"

In reply to Sorsha (msg # 240):

The Tumedak woman replies in accented elven.
"Who the hell are all of you people? Where are we?"

In reply to Melchizidek (msg # 241):

The redhaired man sits up and tries to brush off some of the
 muck. He answers in Aralaise, although he has an archaic  affectation to his speech
"I do. Where is it that I am, and who are all of you people?"
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In reply to Gareth (msg # 243):

"I am Melchizadek, Priest of Helios, and we are here to help you escape, and to punish those who took you prisoner if they had no right to do so. Why are you all here?"

"Well, you where in those things as food. We rescued you" she points to the broken containers.

In reply to Sorsha (msg # 245):

"I am Mischa, here with my cousin Sorsha," He says this in Aralaise and Elven.

"I am Darg,and this big fellas Gorgath"
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In reply to Darg Wharten (msg # 247):

"I am Gareth. I don't seem to remember how I got here though. I was travelling to Northport to...work..." he says, glancing at Ulo.

"Ya, I am Sorsha. We came here to destroy what took you for food. I wonder if there are any more of these"

In reply to Sorsha (msg # 249):

"I have...no idea. Whilst I am sure the ladies might enjoy the view, would any of you chaps have a spare cloak?"

In reply to Gareth (msg # 250):

Melchizadek, almost without thinking, removes his and hands it to him. He also hands him his spare staff.

"Would appreciate them back some time when you get clothes in Northport."
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In reply to Melchizidek (msg # 251):

"Northport? Isn't that a goblin city"
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"Ya but a lot of types live there"

Ulo addresses the fishperson, "Lacuda, pili pu me makou, a kakou e maopopo lea ai heleʻoukou hoʻi i ke kai."


Hearing the human blather Ulo tries to remember if her Mistress ever spoke about the history of this area but comes up blank.


OOC:  08:35, Today: Ulo rolled 14 using 3d6.  History (default) 9.

Also because it got skipped a few days ago, msg# 229:
00:45, Today: Ulo rolled 8 using 3d6.  Alchemy 10 (12 - 2).

To determine what the amber fluid was.

In reply to Ulo (msg # 254):

The substance has elements  of a paralytic poison, as well as something that preserves life in suspension. Pity most i
Has been absorbed  by the floor, but a few vials worth remain.

Ooc: at which point did Melchizidek  get a staff from a trollop? Christine did and sold  it, and Svetlana  would not have given up hers

Ulo gathers some of the amber goop into a vial and stows it away.

In reply to Ulo (msg # 256):

Gareth just has a questioning look, but puts on the cloak and says nothing.

Gorgath looks at the new mostly naked group with a tilted head.

"When you from? What year you go into yellow bath?"

In reply to Gorgath (msg # 258):

Keeping one eye on the ogre, and rolling the other catlike eye towards the fish creature, the Tumedak asks it something
in its own language. While it has cadences of elven, the vocabulary   is quite different.
" Rydym wedi cysguar f'tagn oedrannu."

In reply to Vargulies N'shan (msg # 259):

" Makau wau lōʻihi mai R'lyeh. F'taghn...f'tagn...f'tagn." answers Lacuda in a pidgin mix of the two languages.

In reply to Lacuda (msg # 260):

"I last remember a few years after the plague. 887 was the plague. Antillus is the proper name for Northport, though traders I escorted called it Northport. Have a problem with Firedrakes last I heard too."

Sorsha looks at Ulo "I can control the earth and push some of the goo back up if you want it"

"This amount is fine.  Thank you."

In reply to Ulo (msg # 263):

"Plagues come and go. The most recent one was about forty years ago, in 1307. You have been sleeping for a long time."
This message was last edited by the player at 14:44, Tue 31 Jan 2017.

In reply to Mischa (msg # 264):

"What? 1307 was 40 years ago? I...must have been asleep 400 years or more!

Lets...get out of here then before whatever did it comes back! I don't want to sleep another 400 years! If I can recover my strength, I've a good mind to give them something to remember me by.

What's that you say? Redeem them with Fire! The gift of the Drakes? Yes, a drakes redemption they need!"

In reply to Gareth (msg # 265):

"Been a long time since any Drakes have been around this neck of the woods from what I hear."

In reply to Darg Wharten (msg # 266):

"If there are no more exits here, I would surmise this is eaither the prison or, as Ulo suggested, the larder. I don't think this is a good place to hang around. Which way shall we leave?"

In reply to Melchizidek (msg # 267):

There is another opening in the wall that might head downward. The size of this pyramid suggests that there may be
 another room.

In reply to Narrator (msg # 268):

"So what are we standing around for? Lets move somewhere, people, or do you want to hop in a vat and leave me to find my own way out?"

"I am headed out, lets go" she says as she leads the way out.

Gorgath lowers his weapon as the newcomers seem to be little threat and then he nods to Sorsha, "No problem."

In reply to Gorgath (msg # 271):

Deeper in, or back topside?

In reply to Narrator (msg # 272):

The tumedak woman flicks the tendrils of her fingers at the Slorn spittle inscription on Stark's armor, and glares at him angrily.
She mutters something, and individual markings on the armor glow faintly, as if highlighting her speech.
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Stark looks at the  Elfin creature What's with my armor?

"Lets go deeper to see what is here and maybe destroy something, I don't know what we will find"

In reply to Sorsha (msg # 275):

"Destroy something, yes. Make them pay, yes. Give me fire I and I will make them pay!"

In reply to Johan Stark (msg # 274):

She frowns and pounts at the acid etched squiggles on Stark's armor.
She turns to Sorsha and expmains something to her in accented elven.

In reply to Vargulies N'shan (msg # 277):

Hey ... lighten up... I didn't put it there, a slorn spit on it...

Sorsha looks at Vargulies N'shan and tells her in elfish
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In reply to Sorsha (msg # 279):

"Yes, yes, walk now, talk later. Which way we going?"
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In reply to Sorsha (msg # 279):

The Tumedak  looks at Stark disapprovingly.

She glares at Tumedak saying something in elf

In reply to Sorsha (msg # 282):

Melchizadek heads back to the hole he came in.

"In lack of other guidance, I suggest we camp while our new guests find their strength, and we recover ours. Then we can decide where to go to from there..."

"For once I agree with the priest.  I'm still weakened from all those resist acid spells."

In reply to Ulo (msg # 284):

"Are we camping here without checking that doorway?"
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In reply to Mischa (msg # 285):

"I was thinking of heading back to the trolls to camp."

I prefer that idea...

In reply to Johan Stark (msg # 287):

" Up it is then"

In reply to Mischa (msg # 288):

The Tumedak asks a question in elven.

In reply to Vargulies N'shan (msg # 289):

Melchizedek heads out through the top door, using the rope Mischa put there.

"Feel free to check that other room if you have strength..." he says as he goes.

Gorgath nods at the suggestion of leaving. Pointing his weapon towards the "new" people, "Get them out first."

In reply to Gorgath (msg # 291):

Gareth nods and follows Melchizadek. He does not need to be asked twice.

Sorsha looks around as she seems to cast a spell. "Were any of your items magic?" she says in elf.

In reply to Sorsha (msg # 293):

Teh Tumedak nods vigorously.
Sorsha can detect some magic from below her current location.

In reply to Narrator (msg # 294):

Like the items are buried in the dirt?

In reply to Sorsha (msg # 295):

As stated previously, there is another round doorway, set opposite the one you came through, and slightly to the side.

The flooring here, like the walls, is a seamless and smooth black stone, (except where Sorsha opened cracks to drain off a foot of amber slime).
Also in the room, along with the shattered frames of the tubes or fluid tanks, is a small pillar (about 5 feet high) in the center of the floor with four one inch wide holes in it.

"Maybe your items are down there" she says in elf as she tries to go where they are.
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In reply to Sorsha (msg # 297):

The passage twists around and opens into a circular chamber.
 Four fleshy veined egg shapes the height of a man seem to be
connected to each other by redish purple vines, which together trail  into a pool of viscous looking amber fluid.
The vines  are wrapped around  the room and ceiling.

In reply to Narrator (msg # 298):

Melchizedek waits as the others head off suddenly in another direction. He sighs, and starts off to follow them.

In reply to Melchizidek (msg # 299):

Gareth seems confused at the changes in plans. Then he starts off after the only person to have left the room. Seeing the eggs, he begins to burn them up with gputs of fire from his mouth...
This message was last edited by the player at 01:33, Mon 13 Feb 2017.

Sorsha looks at the eggs and tries to see if she can see what is in them.

In reply to Sorsha (msg # 301):

Gareth sets one of the egglike appendages on fire, and it ruptures, spilling out an assortment of metal and wooden objects he
Recognizes as having been his own gear, minus the clorh and leather bits, before they burst into flames.

Johan, having followed out of curiosity slits one of the eggs with his axe and stands back...

In reply to Narrator (msg # 302):

Fortunately, his mail does not burn, something characteristic of all his gear. He puts it on, grabs his short staff and hands Melchizadek back his cloak and staff. He looks at the other gear there.
This message was last edited by the player at 20:35, Wed 15 Feb 2017.

In reply to Johan Stark (msg # 303):

A barbed bone spear and some funky gold jewelry spills out in a rush of grayish fluid. Lacuda looks excited.
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Strange way to store gear... Johan looks a bit confused.

He slits ope the others.

In reply to Johan Stark (msg # 306):

Some bronze  and crystal looking fine chainmail spills out, along with a short blade mounted on a large bracelet, and a coil of metalluc looking rope.

The Tumedak  is suddenly very excited, and rushes forward to claim her goods, even as the fishperson starts gearing up with the jewelry and Spear.


One last egg like pouch remains...

Sorsha looks at Tumedak  "Now I found your gear, be good" she says in elvish.

In reply to Sorsha (msg # 308):

The Tumedak struggles to get into her arming garment, which appears to have some uncomfortable looking protrusions made of polished tempered glass on the interior, things that look like they might fit inside someone wearing it. She slides the bracer onto the one arm not covered by a metal mesh sleeve and flexes, causing the knife mounted on the vambrace to spring forward and retract.
She nods, and hooks the coil onto a bracket mounted on her hip.
She smiles crookedly at Sorsha, answering her in elven.

Sorsha says something again in Elven.

The ogre flinches as the elf dons her armor. Once everyone seems to have properly adorned themselves with their gear, he looks at the new group,

"No problem?"

Hardly waiting, he grins, "Good. We go now."

In reply to Gorgath (msg # 311):

With the aid of the rope, you make your way up into the tube chamber, and then into the upper chamver. There is a stranfe sense of vertigo as you face the exit onto the rampway.

In reply to Narrator (msg # 312):

Gareth looks around in astonishment, tempered by vertigo induced confusion.

"Where in nine hells..."

Stark steps forward carefully, exiting the place.

Ulo sticks with the troll archers and urges Lacuda to do the same.

She stays close with her cousin and Stark as she looks around for any enemies.

In reply to Sorsha (msg # 316):

The trolls collectively  back away from the fire-breathing
 Gareth.

There is no one near, but you can hearvthe keening wail of the pit folk.

"OK, the pit dwellers are singing to us. We should light them up"

In reply to Sorsha (msg # 318):

Gareth smiles as the trolls back away.

"Oh yes, like they say, redeem them with fire! But I need to gather my strength first...then I can call some friends!"

In reply to Gareth (msg # 319):

One of the lights is getting closer. Gareth, Lacuda And the
 Tumedak all seem apprehensive

Comes another, stand ready.

In reply to Johan Stark (msg # 321):

Rounding the corner by the bridge, and some ten yards below
you is a large creature, three yards high and three yards
long, with four tentacles in the upper portion, which is capped with a swirling, strobing light.

Lacuda the fishperson seems to be affected by the pulsing lights. The Tumedak narrows her eyes, her brow ridges writhing

In reply to Ravha kuristikku (msg # 322):

Gareth scowls, and a fireball appears in his hand almost instinctively.

In reply to Gareth (msg # 323):

Melchizadek seems to have seen this before...his hand begins to glow.

Let's protect the  others ... Stark moves to go back down the ramp

Sorsha starts working up a lighting bolt "Put something in your ears" she will use her other hand to pull off some wax from a candle and put it in her ears.

In reply to Sorsha (msg # 326):

Hrunting and Fenric seem alright, but one of the archers steps forward and falls off the ramp, striking the pavement
a yard away. Beibg a troll, this does not kill him, but leaves him vulnerable to the pit creature.

Stark moves to protect the troll as best he can

Ulo grabs Lacuda and shouts in it's ear, "Mai hoolohe i ka mea! Kaua aku ia mea!"

In reply to Ulo (msg # 329):

Gareth steps up to the Troll with a grin as he launches his fireball.


"Here slug....come to your redemption if you dare!"

In reply to Gareth (msg # 330):

Melchizadek casts his sunbolt at the creature.

In reply to Ulo (msg # 329):

Lacuda shakes herself out of her fog.

Stark makes it safely down the ramp to
the pavement beside the wounded troll.

The pit creature takes a fireball right
In its light organ, and a minimal lightbolt to the torso. It keens, and at the
same time you all feel a greasy, prickly
wave of nausea!

Occ all take 2pts fp

In reply to Lacuda (msg # 332):

Gareth scowls and staggers a little, summoning another fireball instinctively.

In reply to Gareth (msg # 333):

Melchizadek shivers and, seeing Gareth stumble, moves up behind Gareth to strengthen him, touching him with his staff.

In reply to Lacuda (msg # 332):

The Tumedak flexes her tentacles and stares fixedly at the pit creature.

Its tentacles go limp, and it seems staggered.

Sorsha is bothered but hates these things and launches her lighting bolt.

Stark Shrugs it off and swings his axe down to cleave the creature in two ... or try. Aiming for head or face if i can reach the high

Ulo wavers and grabs a hold of Lacuda to not fall down.

Gorgath moves alongside Stark to face the creature while he winces from it's attack.

In reply to Gorgath (msg # 339):

The combined  lightning and axe strikes kill the stunned  creature. Caustic slime soatters on the pavement as it collapses.




Lacuda: https://drive.google.com/file/...1E/view?usp=drivesdk

Vargulies N'shan:
https://drive.google.com/file/...E0/view?usp=drivesdk
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In reply to Ravha kuristikku (msg # 340):

"So, can we rest here, or do we need to pull back a little before burning them all?"

He moved to the edge of the slime and uses his fireball to burn up the acid and clean up the body, fascinated as it burns and crackles under the flames.

In reply to Gareth (msg # 341):

Before Gareth gets down 60 feet of ramp to street level
(Stark took off at a near run while the others were spellcaster),
 he encounters a peculiar shifting sort of vertigo the others are sadly
familiar with; when walking on the smooth stone non-euclydian architecture
 in the city of the people of the pit, down seems to be a variable.

In reply to Narrator (msg # 342):

Gareth pauses and shakes his head.

"Foul magic" he cusses, with a few other words no-one seems to recognize exactly, but they seem to call into question the pit creature parentage.

He continues down, burning the creature with fire that seems to be his anger made physical.

Sorsha goes down and looks around the city?

In reply to Sorsha (msg # 344):

Below you are once again in an alleyway between pyramid like towers,
Just off the path that runs along the river and not far from the bridge.
Immediate options of travel are deeper in the alley, toward the bridge and away from it along the same path.

In reply to Narrator (msg # 345):

"I am exhausted after being in slime for 400 years. Lets go somewhere to recover our strength, the return to burn them all."

In reply to Gareth (msg # 346):

"Yes, recovering our strength would be wise. Several casters have used much of their strength..."

Let us retire on the Troll Archers...

In reply to Johan Stark (msg # 348):

"Back across the bridge?

"Yes, lets retire across the bridge and camp there"

In reply to Sorsha (msg # 350):

"That is the most secure place nearby to camp, right?"

"I hope so. I am not sure what else to do"