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"Get that stupid creature," says Albrecht as he swings, but while he hits the bench, he is nowhere near the elusive creature.

You're right!

Tommi lobs a stone at the shadowy form assaulting Lionel. He can just make Orb5 out through the dimness. Attack: 1d20+7=12. Miss. (even if with advantage = 13.) No move. Bonus: dodge. 1 stone left. Reaction to half damage if relevant. HP 14/34.

Avoiding questions, all become criminals.

Always with you, and glad this game is potentially getting going again. No objections to a new player, or to MetaVoid. I would trust you and them to find a good fit. Attrition is inevitable in this format; don't let it get you down. I have no objection to circumventing the big fight if that's...

@Prickly Pear thanks -- just moving this to the OOC thread so it doesn't interfere. I corrected the IC post.

"Bimpnott!" Albrecht growls, as the collapses to the ground. "I'll be with you in a sec," he says as his axe swings towards the dollike creature. Attack: 1d20+7=14. If a hit damage = 1d10+4 = 11 magical slashing.

Lionel slides up beside Tommi, but as he does so, Tommi has already slipped away. Five minutes ago -- had it been that little? -- he had been facing death, and now he suddenly found himself hollowed out by the hungry, feasting thing. With Orb5 providing distraction, a quick underhand stone and a...

Albrecht turns, the light from his battleaxe Glint illuminating the small, horrible figure. Even still he is slow to respond. Initiative +2 (w. advantage): 8.

"The house is playing games with us,"says Albrecht continuing on past the bench towards the double doors. He looks at the carving.

"I know him! I met this guy last..." Tommi's voice trails off as he gets his bearings, the taste of mouldy orange still caking his mouth He knows of the invaluable treasures through the north door, and he says his thoughts aloud: "The portals are through there... the guard room is probably...

Tommi's poking at the apparently empty armour with Gutter, when a noxious vapour rises up. It tastes like mouldy orange, he thinks, as he begins to cough and choke. There is a fine and acrid dust, and he feels it constricting his throat. His eyes begin to water, and he tries to use the leather...

Albrecht pursues the spectral form he sees to the next door.

Tommi walks over to one of the suits, and examines it. Is it empty? Is there the remains of something inside it? He wants to understand what possessed these suits and why they attacked. He is, simultaneously, aware that hisinterest in this will last 15 seconds, tops, unless there's something to...

Tommi lobs another stone at the creature Orb5 is distracting, and it lands a resounding hit. "Thanks, li'l buddy," he says, realizing he has invested more into Orb emotionally since its help at the gate than he had ever done before. He reaches into his pocket, and breathes into three more...