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Let's Eat!

6/27/2014

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Miranda's petite nose wrinkled at the horrid smell of tapestry burning, and tickled from the magical mist that appeared. She hoped the fog was a result of Marlit's spell - and not some noxious gas released by a misstep.

Nevertheless, she was surprisingly comfortable in the arcane fog. Like a silent warning on the lips of the damned she slithers towards the alcove. Miranda ignored the chaos and confusing of the rest of the party. Slipping into the alcove through the open portcullis she began to investigate the Tiny Stone Altar.

As she reached to tilt or turn the altar, however, he hand was caught by a tentacle. The oozing proboscis shot out of the thick pea soup without her noticing. But the slime and suction of it's tether were quite detectable. Glancing at the thick cord she recognized it belonged to a violet fungus. A threat which often accompanied shriekers.

Using a choice word he'd heard from a hard man in a rough bar, Piker rubs his eyes and blinks. Being blinded from Morcant's flame spell, his face now burned and his hands hurt. Clutching the looted dagger he edges toward the nearest shrieker. As he slices in the thick fog, the dagger finds a mark. The unmistakeable torrent of screams ensures Piker he tearing a nearby shrieker to shreds. Not yet dead, the bobbing cap attempts to push him away with it's erratic movements.

As Gurin's axe blade slices the shrieking shroom, Lisabelle follows suite and shouts "Lockjaw, kill!" She grins at the chaos around her. If it weren't for the dire straights the party was in she would laugh at the ineptitude of the plan unfolding.

As Lockjaw dives through the bank of thick fog, and out of sight, Lisabelle listens closely. Never one to disappoint, Lockjaw follows orders perfectly. The familiar growling, snapping of sharp teeth, and chorus of crying yells let's Lisabelle know the second shrieker is being effectively torn asunder.

She points in the direction of the shrieker crying out under Lockjaw's bite and casts a fireball. The flame licks at her palm, and swirls around back of her hand. Smoothly the fire slides toward her outstretched fingers and pools, floating, in the space between them. It glows brightly for a moment, then shoots with precision and speed toward the enemy. Perhaps it was the diminished line of sight which caused her flame to go astray. The ball of fire whizzed past Lockjaw's query, and instead aided Piker in his destruction of the remaining shrieker.

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Ptolmek is thankful for the steel gauntlets which protect his hands from the worst of the flames. But feels dismayed by the lack of unity in the group. Inwardly he wonders how they will ever succeed at their mission if they can't work as a team. Ptolmek drops the tattered fragments of burnt tapestry. In the blindness caused by the mist, he feels around for the wall. Turning his back to the wall he draws the heavy mace into action. Ptolmek wouldn't flippantly swing the heft of the mace without clear sight. He waits for the mist to clear.

In the white cloud Blackbird can hear the cries of dying shriekers from across the small room. He squats down on his haunches to avoid being hit by any attacks that are being thrown. Calling out his position near the alcove, he feels a body move past him. And moments later, he feels the stick suction of a violet fungus tentacle grip the back of his neck.

Marlit is both satisfied and frustrated with herself. The spell was executed perfectly. Too perfectly. Amid the wailing, and the unexpected burst of light shooting across the chamber, she readies another spell to release the mist from her command to coalesce. Within moments the incantation is uttered quietly, and the fog begins to clear slowly.

The dying cry of the shriekers is soon met with another danger. The ire of the violet fungus in the room has been stirred. Their symbiotic hosts, and primary lure, have been eliminated. With a frenzied lashing of whips and tentacles, all the violet fungus present surface. Their only desire is to retain any prey that passed into their space - and ensure their next meal doesn't escape. Perhaps another shrieker will come along soon.

Several new violet fungus plants emerge from small cracks in the granite, from behind chapel seating, and from within the alcove. Each with several, wildly flung, slime coated proboscis shooting toward the party. Five slimy ropes curl around Morcant's appendages. His arms, legs, and neck are all tied up - and the fungus begins pulling him back toward itself. Gurin feels two grip his legs, and one wrap itself firmly around his axe.

Two land on Blackbird McAllister - on the back of the neck, and on the left ankle. Three find purchase on Piker Silentall. One on Miranda, Ptolmek, Marlit, and Lisabelle each - most landing squarely on their torsos. Lockjaw devours the shrieker's remains - but remains unhindered by the tentacles.

What do you do?

Round Ends: Sunday, June 29 at 9 PM - Please post your turn


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Marlit Garkasten
Blackbird McAllister
Gurin Firebeard
Morcant Gunnar
Miranda Chalix
Ptolmek Skarab
Lisabelle Hexfidget
Piker Silentall

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9 Comments
Ptolmek Skarab
6/28/2014 07:11:03 am

Killing the Shriekers has really riled them up. Ptolmek recoils as the Violet Fungus takes hold. He will attempt to crush the thing between the wall and his shield. Once (if) it dies he plans to smash its lifeless corpse several times to be sure.

Next he will try to help Morcant and attack the slimy tentacles binding him.

Morcant seems to be in the most peril! The others had their hands full too.

Maybe they regroup outside the chapel and try to burn the creatures with lantern oil or magical fire?

1) Ptolmek attempts to crush Violet Fungus on Ptolmek
2) Ptolmek moves to assist Morcant

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Piker Silentall
6/29/2014 06:24:19 am

Piker stares down at his body in horror. The new violet fungus is busy attaching itself to his body. Using reflexes honed by years of performances and improvisation, Piker wriggles his body, attempting to shake the fungus from his clothes. If he can free himself, he could make his way to Morcant to assist his escape.

1) USE skill Escape Artist to wriggle free from the fungus
2) USE skill Acrobatics to tumble over to Morcant, avoiding the fungus that had attached itself to him
3) If free, attack the fungus binding to Morcant with the rusty dagger +1

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Lisabelle Hexfidget
6/29/2014 06:44:18 am

Lisabelle grimaces. She rips at the fungus planting itself on her body. Lockjaw emerges from the mist, his muzzle painted with shrieker blood. Spotting the fungus taking hold on her tunic, the badger growls and pounces, knocking her to the ground. The badger attempts to rip the fungus from her clothes and free her from it.

Lisabelle recovers her breath and tolerates the badger's wild thrashing. The stink of blood is on his fetid breath and she's never loved the creature more. A glance around the room tells her they need more help in this situation. Hopefully the Albino Elk would provide.

As another flame ripples across her fingertips, she closes her eyes and reaches out, praying for a reply.

1) Lockjaw DEFENDS Lisabelle, attempting to rip the fungus off her
2) Lisabelle uses skill Summon Nature's Ally to summon one of the vault's Dire Rats.
3) Use skill Produce Flame to ready another fire blast

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A.E. Jackson, Game Master
6/29/2014 11:16:57 am

(OOC: Due to some personal issues, I've decided to extend this turn for the entire group until Monday night. This will allow players to get their turns in, and allow me a little more time for compiling the turn. Thanks for understanding everyone. And great writing by the way!)

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Josh B
6/30/2014 12:45:06 pm

OOC

Andrew E Jackson: Take as much time as you need! Still need to catch breath after all this action!

Andy Novocin: Very sorry to hear about your daughter's ailment. I sincerely hope she recovers very soon. Best wishes to you and your family. We should hopefully be able to assist Morcant but Gurin is a bit on his own at the moment... but he seems to have the situation under control, if he doesn't break his own legs, not that would slow him down much....

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Andy Novocin
6/29/2014 01:02:36 pm

OOC: Sorry for missing my last turn. My daughter caught foot hand mouth disease and we had to deal with our first fever as parents. Totally slipped my mind. Gurin did seem to get some swings in and my guys got bound so story wise it's not too bad I guess. Anyhow, sorry about that. Here come my next turns:

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Gurin Firebeard
6/29/2014 01:12:18 pm

Gurin felt his legs bind up. This nasty purple gunk had grabbed him by his stocky trunk. No worries a quick swing of the axe... oh seems they've got that too. Gurin was never one to panic, he's seen tons of sticky situations that seemed perilous. Of course this wasn't a time to feel warm and fuzzy either. Gurin took his non-axe hand and started to pummel the violet stuff on his left leg. "Let's introduce these little snots to Mr. Pain."

Gurin punches the violet fungus on his left leg. If he can free that leg we would then start to smash his heel into the other fungus. If not he'll keep on pummeling the one.

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Morcant Gunnar
6/29/2014 01:23:59 pm

Morcant saw the room as filled with the auras one would expect at a epicureal buffet. These creatures were clearly starving. Morcant knew that his best hope of survival was to keep a level head and try to subvert these creatures mentally. They did not strike him as having a complex thought life, and if he could make Gurin hungry via projection perhaps he could make these things feel sated in the same way.

He didn't know what they normally eat, except perhaps the shriekers that were around. So he directed all of his thoughts into the feeling of being completely stuffed and tired from the digestion. He did all he could to think of being in a food coma, wanting nothing more than to sleep after having been stuffed.

He directed his first thoughts towards his neck, this was the most important creature to seduce into satisfaction. With eyes closed he concentrated intensely, pushing out the pain, and feeling nothing by sleepy satiation. He felt like the grip around his neck loosened, and he transformed his own feeling of relief into a stronger emotional broadcast of satisfaction.

He then concentrated his thoughts into the entire room. If Morcant's eyes were open he might even have seen Gurin stop punching for a bit, as he had a sleepy smile come over his face.

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Miranda Chalix
6/30/2014 12:08:17 pm

Not good, not good at all. No need to panic though. Panic is bad. Leads to mistakes.
Miranda calms her mind and draws a possibly poisoned dagger from its soft scabbard and will attempt to pin the purple fungus against the pedestal of the statue while evading its hungry predation.

1) Attempt to DODGE the Purple Fungus
2) ATTACK Purple fungus with Dagger.
3) Continue INVESTIGATING the statue

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