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Tithe and Offering

6/30/2014

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Ptolmek tugs against the loose tentacle attached to his chest. Gathering the slack, he turns quickly and slams the plant's slithering arm against the cold hard stone wall. The fibers of the thick arm audibly crack, but begin to reassert their strength to subdue Ptolmek. Crushing the vile thing between the wall and his shield, again and again, he relentlessly pummels the enemy until it yields, and dies. Several more assertive smashes ensure Ptolmek he has succeeded.

Piker stares down in horror as a violet fungus busily attaches itself to his body. He wriggles like a talented street performer impersonating a successful escape artist, and surprisingly evades capture. Once free he quickly dives and rolls toward Morcant who is in a far worse situation.

Drawing his rusty dagger from it's sheath, Piker slices repeatedly at one of the thick tentacles binding Morcant. He is soon joined by Ptolmek who also begins damaging the violet fungus threatening Morcant's life.

Lisabelle grimaces as she rips at the fungus planting itself on her body. Lockjaw emerges from the mist covered in shrieker blood. He spots a fungus taking hold of Lisabelle's tunic and pounces. As the badger rips the fungus apart, the stink of blood on his fetid breath covers Lisabelle. And she's never loved him more.

A quick glance around lets her know everyone could use more help in this situation. Hopefully the Albino Elk will provide. Calling another flame to her fingertips, she closes her eyes and begins praying. With eyes closed, as heat builds around her outstretched hand, Lisabelle hears the slowly building chorus of squeaks and grunts. A pack of dire rats emerge from a small crack behind the altar and begin to chew on the many tentacles still tying the party down.

Gurin felt his legs bind up. No worries a quick swing of the axe... oh seems they've got that too. Never one to panic, Gurin pummeled the violet fungus tentacle with the a thundering fist from his non-axe hand. "Let's introduce these little snots to Mr. Pain." The proboscis jumps, but redoubles it's efforts, aware it reached living prey. Gurin continues pummelling the plant as a dire rat approaches and begins gnawing it as well.

Morcant viewed a room filled with the auras of starving creatures. He kept a level head and projected a feeling of being completely stuffed and tired from digestion. Almost sending himself into a food coma, wanting nothing more than to sleep after having been stuffed, he was glad to see it seemed to be working. The plant fibre tasting his neck released first and began to lay slack on the floor.

The small success gave him the encouragement needed to broadcast his thoughts into the entire room. Although his eyes were closed, he could sense the auras shifting toward satiated lethargy. Not only were the violet fungus feeling satisfied, but the dire rats sense the tired and dormant prey. They begin feverishly devouring the waiting buffet.

As the commotion of the room begins to settle so too does the thick cloud of mist. Almost dissipated completely as the party finds itself free of the threat of violet fungus. The dire rats sent by the Albino Elk retreat far faster than they arrived. And, once more, they adventurers stand in the close quarters of the ancient chapel. Surrounded, at this time, by the dead corpses of a far different congregation than any of them ever convened.

What do you do?

Round Ends: Wednesday, July 2 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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8 Comments
Piker Silentall
7/2/2014 07:46:26 am

Piker thanks and congratulates his comrades at arms in their defeat of the violet fungus.

Piker will use his perception skill to examine the room around him, hoping to glean any information from the corpses scattered around the pew. He will also take a quick glance at the altar in the room as well.

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Lisabelle Hexfidget
7/2/2014 07:50:18 am

Lisabelle brushes herself off and thanks the Albino Elk for its assistance. She examines the room around her, using her honed vision to search for items and objects that will aid the group in their survival. She also offers any aid for her comrades that require medical attention.

1) Use skill PERCEPTION to examine the room around her
2) Use Spell CURE LIGHT WOUNDS to heal anyone needing medical attention.

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Blackbird McAllister
7/2/2014 10:07:51 am

Blackbird stands and shakes the vile slime of the violet fungus proboscis off his cloak and forearm. It seems the disgusting matter got everywhere when the rats began gnawing on the thrashing plants.

Quickly surveying the room, he sees nothing of great interest, other than the door leading to a hall he wished to explore. The increase in dangerous hosts welcoming them to the vault has impressed upon Blackbird his need for better armaments. He wants into the armory marked on the map - and fast.

He approaches the closed stone door way on the southern wall. And hesitates... he's already been the victim of an inert noxious gas from a triggered chest. And took a smashing hit across his head from tumbling around the room earlier.

"Miranda, Piker..." he calls out. "Might one of you know a thing or two about stone doorways in vaults?" He stands aside and allows one of them to approach. "Take caution Miranda ... You weren't privy to my earlier attempt at disarming a trapped chest."

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Miranda Chalix
7/2/2014 11:20:13 am

Before she can stab it, the Purple Fungus clinging to her retracts and scuttles away where it was met by the red, lolling maw of a Dire Rat.

Some kind of magics she thinks disgustedly. Effective though, she notes pragmatically.

Miranda will continue her inspection of the alcove and the tiny altar. Seeing Piker approach and hearing Blackbird's call she will then proceed to the Stone Door and inspect for traps.

1) INSPECT tiny altar
2) MOVE to Stone Door at (J,8)
3) SEARCH for traps on the door as well as floor before it, the walls next to it, and the ceiling if she can see up there.

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Marlit Garkasten
7/2/2014 10:17:00 am

Marlit stands back and takes a deep breath. She leans against the wall opposite the alcove, over looking the entire scene. Although she can't make out any signs or symptoms of injuries visibly - he gut tells her otherwise. "Better safe than sorry, and who know how deep we'll delve yet..." she mumbles to herself.

Under her breath, as the party regroups and begins to survey the room, she readies a spell of healing. With the overwhelming results of her Obscuring Mist spell lingering in her mind she smiles. Perhaps it was the heat of the moment - or the exhilaration of fending off an aggressive foe - but the mists got a bit out of hand. She made sure to speak softly and will the spell lightly this time.

In moments a cool sensation rises from deep in her chest and creeps out of her lungs. Pooling in her mouth, and pouring from her nostrils - Marlit can feel the magic gathering. Untouchable, unscented, and invisible - magic is an essence felt best bu those with the strongest wills to believe in it. Marlit had a deep and reverent faith in the magical.

She called on her abilities now to breath life and recovery over the room. Her command of the flowing spell sent it flooding through the room and over the party as they moved about - oblivious to the touch. It seeped into their deep cuts, soaked into their sore muscles, and coarsed through their many veins. Complete healing and restorative energy them all, every last one.

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Ptolmek Skarab
7/2/2014 11:12:59 am

Ptolmek Skarab looked aghast as he saw the Dire Rats emerge... then relieved as they set upon the hostiles.

Though he preferred the caress of cold steel, magic certainly had its uses.

The last vestiges of the battle rage drained away but he remains vigilant, unwilling to relax his guard even though the threat is gone.

Seeing Blackbird nearby the stone door he will join him there.

1) MOVE to (J,7)

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Morcant Gunnar
7/2/2014 11:21:05 am

Morcant opened his eyes and took in the scene. He somehow missed the rainbow of auras which was shortly ago in the room. The room was now filled with relief and some... something. Morcant had never seen such an aether before and could barely sense it now. He hadn't seen it before in this room. The aura that seemed to match most closely was that of the quiet female dwarf. Perhaps she would be interesting to chat with...

Despite feeling quite peaceful the room was gruesome. As the events seeped back into his brain he realized that he had willfully and mindfully created fire! It ended up doing more harm than good, but quite the accomplishment. Morcant apologized to the party for setting the tapestry afire. In retrospect it was not such a wonderful notion.

After some banter he decided that finding an entrance to the armory would be an interesting challenge. He knew that the dwarf, Gurin, was talented with secret entrances and that the map showed a long corridor wrapping around the armory. Morcant decided to take Gurin with him in wandering the hallway south of the armory searching for something which might be a secret entrance.

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Gurin Firebeard
7/2/2014 11:25:42 am

Gurin woke up suddenly! Somehow , in the middle of an exciting fight he had dozed off... My goodness this place was odd! Gurin was happy to see that he had full control of his lovely axe (and both legs). He also felt quite fine, normally after a battle he might need to rub down something or another but his quick cat nap must have been just what he needed. Then just as soon as he has gathered his senses they left him again. Gurin had a driving passion to search for secret entrances to the armory. Just like that he followed Morcant like a loyal puppy.

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