Yttermayn's "Saga of the Dragon Cult" (IC) - Page 20

Amaury · 11th April 2009, 06:30 PM

"That way! she whispers pointing her arm towards the movement she saw. She gets up and readies her shortbow before saying: "Who is there?? You're spotted! Come here in peace and we won't hurt you!"

She then realizes Scrag is not far behind and that it may require a little bit more convincing if the creature is peaceful....

Scott DeWar · 11th April 2009, 08:08 PM

[ooc] John has lo light vision going. does he see anything in the starlit night? [/ooc]

Yttermayn · 11th April 2009, 08:38 PM

Quote:

Originally Posted by Scott DeWar

[ooc] John has lo light vision going. does he see anything in the starlit night? [/ooc]

OOC: Roll a new spot to find out. ;-)

maddmic · 12th April 2009, 04:34 PM

It took Grok plenty of time to get to sleep because of the oppressiveness of the surroundings. Once there though, he was like a rock. It didn't seem like much could phase him until a couple of the party began yelling.

Groks eyes snapped open as he heard the others. He slowly stood readying his mace while scanning the area.

OOC:
60' darkvision. i'm assuming the roll below is good enough for Grok to wake from the yelling.
Grok Listen & Spot (respectively)1d20+3=10, 1d20+3=21

Scott DeWar · 12th April 2009, 08:18 PM

Quote:

Originally Posted by Yttermayn

OOC: Roll a new spot to find out. ;-)

1d20=7

[ooc] he must be looking in the wrong direction or something.

Helfdan · 13th April 2009, 12:13 AM

Roderic awakes to the sound of shouting, and quickly grabs his sword and shield as he looks around for the source of the threat.

Yttermayn · 13th April 2009, 04:42 PM

Once Grok gets his bearing on what has the group so excited, he turns and sees a small feline shape on it's side, just under the brush at the edge of camp. The creature seems to be in some distress, making small, pitiful wheezing and gurgling noises.

maddmic · 14th April 2009, 08:12 AM

Grok moves in the directions of the disturbance. "Grok see small cat. Nothing else."

The half-orc then moves to the spot where the cat is and pulls it from the brush.

Amaury · 14th April 2009, 06:11 PM

"Beware Grok, cats do scratch!" warns Rosalia who follows the half-orc towards what he indicated. She keeps an eye on the sides her shortbow in hand.

Yttermayn · 14th April 2009, 06:37 PM

Grok gently lifts the sick animal from the bushes. He notices some thick black goo trickling from Toby's mouth, and the poor thing is choking pitifully on the stuff.

All roll a spot, please.

Voda Vosa · 14th April 2009, 06:45 PM

"Ain't that the dwarf's cat? And ain't that the black thing the same that the kobolds had?" Tuk frowns. "I don't like this, not at all..."

10 on the spot check.

Amaury · 14th April 2009, 08:40 PM

"Grok, can you see any wound on the cat? It could help us understand how that black goo is infecting creatures... We need to know!

And can you actually cure that poor thing, he looks so sweeeet.."

OOC: EDIT
spot (1d20+1=12)

Yttermayn · 14th April 2009, 09:21 PM

Rosalia notices that Thrindar is still asleep under his blanket, the top of his head just visible above the top edge of the blanket.

Amaury · 14th April 2009, 09:45 PM

Rosalia notices Thrindar is still asleep. She doesn't do a thing about initially then forces herself to get to him and give him a poke with her foot: "Hey big boy, time to get up!"

Tailspinner · 14th April 2009, 10:18 PM

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Originally Posted by Yttermayn

The night's chill draws nearer to each of the campers, and those with animal companions soon find them snuggling up with them.

Throughout all the commotion, Thrindar remains asleep in his spot. Toby is snuggled up next to him. When Rosalia pokes him it doesn't seem to effect him.

crazy_monkey1956 · 14th April 2009, 10:25 PM

Scrag looks at the cat dispassionately, "Cat got black stuff. Kill it."

Scott DeWar · 15th April 2009, 01:28 AM

spot check:
1d20=15

"shouldn't we ask that dwarven wizard first, beofre we just kill his familiar? Where is he anyway?"

Yttermayn · 15th April 2009, 02:23 AM

Quote:

Originally Posted by Tailspinner

Throughout all the commotion, Thrindar remains asleep in his spot. Toby is snuggled up next to him. When Rosalia pokes him it doesn't seem to effect him.

OOC: Shhhh! I was waiting to see if anyone awake remembered!

When Rosalia prods the sleeping Thrindar, the blanket slides down a little and Toby's fuzzy little head pops out, giving Rosalia a bleary eyed blink, just before all hell breaks loose. The creature in Grok's hands suddenly issues a noise that starts off like an angry cat scream, and rises in pitch and volume to a something beyond what is possible with feline anatomy. Black writhing tentacles burst out of the cat-thing's body and lash out at Grok's hands and face!

Cat-thing attack:
1d20+1=12, 1d3=1, 1d4=3, 1d4=4
The thing's tentacles fail to break the orc's tough skin with thier lashing action, but a thin, slick wetness that leaves the skin numb sloughs off of the writhing limbs. (roll a Heal check, Grok)

Roll initiative!

Helfdan · 15th April 2009, 04:00 AM

Initiative 5

"By my troth!"
Roderic rushes to Grok's side, sword at the ready.

maddmic · 15th April 2009, 09:43 AM

To say that Grok wasn't surprised wouldn't be true. However, he wasn't shocked that the cat wasn't what it seemed. This place oozed of evil and corruption. Deception often went hand in hand with the other two.

The thing had lashed out at him and caught him off-guard, causing the half-orc to become quite angry at the abomination.

OOC:
Heal and initiative rolls respectively
1d20+7=26, 1d20+1=8

Is this thing still the same size and general shape as a cat, but with black tentacles coming out of its body?