Endur's Expedition to Castle Ravenloft

[Rhun]

Skorl looks around as he comes out of the sound-induced daze, a sheepish look on his face as he realizes that he was of absolutely no help to his companions in this battle. "Sorry, guys," he says by way of apology, looking thoroughly disappointed in himself.


OOC: If Alessandra doesn't have enough cure disease, she should help Jack and Willow first. Skorl will probably be able to fight the disease off on his own with his high Fort save.

 

[Legildur]

Ismark cleans his blade of the ichor. "That was bad," he mutters, shuddering at the thought of how close they came to all dyeing.

 

[industrygothica]

Willow stumbles around the corner and uses the stone wall to help herself down to the floor, sick and bloody. With a trembling hand she reaches into her pack for anything that can help her.

ooc: She's down to only 1 hit point, so it's time to use her Potion of Cure Moderate Wounds

 

[Pyrex]

"It was, but it could have easily been worse, we're all still standing."

Ashlyn begins tending everyone's wounds, starting with Lay on Hands, then using her wand if spells are not sufficient.

 

[Endur]

Willow drinks her Potion of Cure Moderate Wounds (healing 9).

 

[Le Noir Faineant]

"YARR!"

Dareios spits blood as he shouts his cry of victory. Covered all over with ghoulish excrements, he might make a frightful appeareance.

If noone takes the ghoul queen's (?) bracelets, he'll put them into his bag. Afterwards, he'll continue to check the ghoul's body and the interior of the tomb. (Assuming that it doesn't extend more than shown on the map some pages before.)

His lips still red from his own blood, and his face still a brutal grimace, he turns towards the others. "These critters looked differently than those we fought yesterday? What the hell is going on here?! Have the very portals to the abyss been opened?"

 

[Legildur]

"I do not know," says Ismark with a sigh as he leans against a nearby wall while waiting for healing. "But what do we do now?"

 

[Rhun]

Skorl tries to help make up for his ineffectiveness in this combat by helping Dareios search the interior of the place.

 

[hafrogman]

Cedric shrugs as he looks over the remains.

"It seems as if these would be our culprits. Leaving each night to return before dawn, they oft would have disturbed the grave at the tunnel's start. Just another symptom of this place's diseased nature."

 

[Voadam]

Ashen skinned and sweating profusely, Jack wipes the bile from his lips as soon as his retching is under control. He draws his druid made wand and croaks out "Who needs healing?" as he invokes the elven nature magic to cure himself of the scratches if not of the lasting foulness of the wounds.