CLOSED Pathfinder: Rise of the Runelords, Burnt Offerings
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Jokad squeezes is eyes closed and grits his teeth against the wild impulses and emotional onslaught. His breathing is labored and his eyes dart about as if crazed. He sees the fall of the beast and laughs maniacally before regaining control once again.
He tries to do what Danth suggests and that does seem to help some. Eventually he collapses against the cool dungeon wall his hair wet and skin slicked with fevered sweats. It appears calm has returned.
His thrashing certainly did nothing to staunch the flow of blood as you can more clearly see the damage done by the creature.
"HA!" Jokad barks after catching his breath, "That was a bit of fun wasn't it?"
More seriously he says, "Well struck Jovik. We'll make proper warrior out of you yet."
He turns to Danth and Mandraiv with a child-like look, "Well... am I gonna live?"
OOC: current hp 17/23 (after rage)
He tries to do what Danth suggests and that does seem to help some. Eventually he collapses against the cool dungeon wall his hair wet and skin slicked with fevered sweats. It appears calm has returned.
His thrashing certainly did nothing to staunch the flow of blood as you can more clearly see the damage done by the creature.
"HA!" Jokad barks after catching his breath, "That was a bit of fun wasn't it?"
More seriously he says, "Well struck Jovik. We'll make proper warrior out of you yet."
He turns to Danth and Mandraiv with a child-like look, "Well... am I gonna live?"
OOC: current hp 17/23 (after rage)
Rhun
First Post
"Yes, well done Jovik!" adds Danth with a smile. "It seems you are the hero of the hour. Though our barbarian friend here did a good job distracting the beast for you." The young priest looks over his companion's wounds. "You'll be fine, and quick to mend."
Since Jokad is only down 6 hit points, Danth will hold off healing him for now...just in case there is greater need of it later.
Since Jokad is only down 6 hit points, Danth will hold off healing him for now...just in case there is greater need of it later.
Rising to his feet Jokad asks, "Do you think there any more of them?"; kicking the corpse of the sinspawn for emphasis.
He hefts his axe and inspects it for damage. "We should explore these tunnels further; particularly the bricked up one. At the very least we need to try and find the remains of the two guards."
He hefts his axe and inspects it for damage. "We should explore these tunnels further; particularly the bricked up one. At the very least we need to try and find the remains of the two guards."
hewligan
First Post
Mal picks up the scent again easily, leading you deeper into the tunnel network. It is no surprise when you find that the scent leads into the once-bricked up tunnel section. Just inside the entrance to this section of tunnels lies one of the two bodies you are searching for. The man has had the bulk of his face eaten off, leaving a pulpy skull visible. It is a vile sight, one that turns your stomachs. Clearly the feast was not completed, though, and you guess because the Sinspawn caught scent of you.
You take this tunnel, following it deeper into the catacombs below the Glasswork. It is strange to think that up above the town of Sandpoint bustles with people going about their daily work, while you are sneaking through dark, dank tunnels towards some untold horror.
The tunnel is hewn from the natural rock, unsmoothed, unpaved, and only about 5 foot wide. You could feasibly walk two abreast, but there would be no hope of fighting two abreast should you be attacked in this tunnel. It leaves you feeling a little nervous, but your resolve is strong, and you must go on for now to find out where the second body lies, and whether there are more of these Sinspawn lurking below the streets of Sandpoint.
You walk for perhaps thirty or forty feet, being careful to tread quietly, when you start to pick up the faintest of noises. They sound a little like the noise a dog makes when eating. Mal stops, clearly uncertain whether to proceed. In the light cast from the sunrod you can see a break in the tunnel up ahead, as if a chamber or branching tunnel lies off to the right. Beyond that is another break on the right, and then the main tunnel continues on into the darkness.
Your guess would be that the munching noises are coming from the first branching entrance. What would you like to do?
You take this tunnel, following it deeper into the catacombs below the Glasswork. It is strange to think that up above the town of Sandpoint bustles with people going about their daily work, while you are sneaking through dark, dank tunnels towards some untold horror.
The tunnel is hewn from the natural rock, unsmoothed, unpaved, and only about 5 foot wide. You could feasibly walk two abreast, but there would be no hope of fighting two abreast should you be attacked in this tunnel. It leaves you feeling a little nervous, but your resolve is strong, and you must go on for now to find out where the second body lies, and whether there are more of these Sinspawn lurking below the streets of Sandpoint.
You walk for perhaps thirty or forty feet, being careful to tread quietly, when you start to pick up the faintest of noises. They sound a little like the noise a dog makes when eating. Mal stops, clearly uncertain whether to proceed. In the light cast from the sunrod you can see a break in the tunnel up ahead, as if a chamber or branching tunnel lies off to the right. Beyond that is another break on the right, and then the main tunnel continues on into the darkness.
Your guess would be that the munching noises are coming from the first branching entrance. What would you like to do?
airwalkrr
Adventurer
OOC: Once again, sorry for my absence. Work is still a bit hectic, but I'm here.
It certainly was no mean goblin. That, my lads, was one of the sinspawn of times old, horrendous abominations created by the ancient Runelords. I had thought they were no more, but clearly not.
The old man shakes his head with worry, Lads, I'm afraid that there may be more vile things afoot than the mere ambitions of goblins.
Mandraiv makes a sign of consecration in the air before placing a shroud over the diseased's face. He says nothing, but nods forward, indicating that the group should proceed forward. It is nevertheless understood that the man will be taken care of on the return trip.
Mandraiv whispers, Likely another dispicable sinspawn. Be on your guard, lads. I shall back you up with Desna's blessing.
Fenris said:
It certainly was no mean goblin. That, my lads, was one of the sinspawn of times old, horrendous abominations created by the ancient Runelords. I had thought they were no more, but clearly not.
The old man shakes his head with worry, Lads, I'm afraid that there may be more vile things afoot than the mere ambitions of goblins.
hewligan said:
Mandraiv makes a sign of consecration in the air before placing a shroud over the diseased's face. He says nothing, but nods forward, indicating that the group should proceed forward. It is nevertheless understood that the man will be taken care of on the return trip.
hewligan said:
Mandraiv whispers, Likely another dispicable sinspawn. Be on your guard, lads. I shall back you up with Desna's blessing.
