The Wayfinders - The Wreck of the Archon

Dr Simon · Feb 26, 2013

Kraken pauses, sword at the ready.

"Reckon we've found our first crew member," he whispers over his shoulder to Doral.

OOC: Ready an attack in case the figure charges the group or makes any similar move.

SelcSilverhand · Feb 28, 2013

The figure turns towards the group. It sways for a moment before moving forward at a steady pace. The sound of clanging metal follows it. It passes a steam cloud bank and comes close enough to view clearly. The person is horribly disfigured. A thick "tentacle" grows from its stomach, wraps up and over its shoulder, and disappears somewhere into the back of the neck. Its muscles are overly developed for its size and are visible through tears in a grimy blue jumpsuit. In one hand it grips a heavy wrench that drags along the metal deck. It opens its mouth and speaks in a bizarrely mutli-tonal voice, "Your flesh will welcome us." It raises its wrench as it surges forward!

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Deuce Traveler · Feb 28, 2013

The action in front causes the beguiler to snap out of his growing anxiety. "Kraken, I am left to wonder why so many people and creatures react this way when they see you."

Doral moves his hands off to Kraken's right side and fires off a spell of color spray at the attacker.

OOC: Only a 9 initiative. http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3948458/[/color] DC for the spell is DC 15.

SelcSilverhand · Mar 5, 2013

The creature staggers forward the final few steps between it and Kraken. Doral unleashes a multicolored spray of magic at it but it continues advancing unhindered. Kraken moves his falchion in a rapid series of cuts, opening up gaping wounds across the creatures chest. An abhorrent mixture of red blood, green slime, and yellow mucus gushes from the wounds. Still the creature moves forward until it is standing directly in front of the group. It's stomach and chest cavity heaves and it opens its mouth inhumanly wide. WHaRGableug! It vomits forth a spray of disgusting slime and thin wiggling shapes that coats Kraken and Doral.

Doral, Kraken:
You are stunned for a second by the disgusting attack before you realize your skin is starting to burn. Looking down at your arms and chest you can see the bile is filled with dozens of small wiggling worms. Their squirming forms begin to burrow...
OOC: DC17 fortitude save, failure causes you to be sickened and take some damage.

Round 2...

OOC / Rolls
[SBLOCK]
1d20+9=16 (Will Save)
Kraken Readied Attack (1d20+12=19, 1d20+9=23, 2d4+6=11, 2d4+6=9)
[/SBLOCK]

Dr Simon · Mar 5, 2013

"Bloody oath!" says Kraken. "Flamin' chunder attack!"

He shrugs off the effects of the vile attack and counterstrikes, but it has evidently shaken him as it takes him a few swings to get his eye in.

"Makin' me angry, mate," he says to the rotting creature before him.

[sblock=OOC]
Fortitude Save 1d20+10=19

Initiative 1d20+6=9

Attack 1 1d20+12=14
Damage 1 2d4+6=9
Attack 2 1d20+9=21
Damage 2 2d4+6=10
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SelcSilverhand · Mar 9, 2013

Doral cries out as the worms find a foothold and begin burrowing into flesh. Midian transforms into his normal form and reaches past Whisper to grab him and pull him away. Midian quickly begins using a thin blade from his healers kit to cut the worms away before they completely disappear under the skin. Doral moans and writhes as the worms are removed one by one.

Kraken's first swing misses but his second connects and lays a long furrow open between the creatures thigh and lower abdomen. More blood and disgusting fluids spray forth from severed veins and tissue.

The creature unsteadily raises the heavy piece of metal over its head and swings at Kraken. It's blow comes down hard on his shoulder, the leather and padding doing little to cushion such a powerful blow.

Whisper had held back her magics, waiting to see if they could take down this creature without expending precious magical energy. Seeing Kraken take a deadly hit spurs her into action. She points past him and calls out the spell to summon missiles of force. They dart past Kraken and blast four holes into the creature. They punch through hard enough to leave ragged holes through which you can see the corridor behind it. Despite the heavy damage the creature has taken it remains standing and begins to raise the wrench again with a strangled howl of rage!

OOC
[SBLOCK]
Doral Fortitude save (1d20+3=15)
Worm damage (1d4=3)
Midian Heal Check (1d20+6=22)
Magic Missile (1d4+1=2, 1d4+1=5, 1d4+1=2, 1d4+1=2)
[/SBLOCK]

Deuce Traveler · Mar 11, 2013

Doral takes a step back further while nursing his arm. He is going to need someone to take a closer look at the infestation. "It brushed through my illusions. I shall utilize something more reliable."

OOC: Taking out my wand of magic missiles.

12 damage. http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3967785/

SelcSilverhand · Mar 12, 2013

The second volley of magical missiles tears through the creature, spraying the passageway beyond it in gore. The creature's growl cuts off abruptly as it sags to its knees, and topples over. The wrench drops to the metal deck with a clang as it slips from lifeless fingers.