Hewligan's Rise of the Runelords: The Skinsaw Murders
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Friadoc
Explorer
"Interesting," says Kael as he eyes the mold, although his voice sounds odd with his noise pinched shut. "Did it cause you to drop the box, Jovik, when it flung Jokad, or was that something else?"
OOC
Hewligan, would a Knowledge Arcana turn up anything about the mold? If it's magical in nature, or would it be Knowledge Nature, instead?
OOC
Hewligan, would a Knowledge Arcana turn up anything about the mold? If it's magical in nature, or would it be Knowledge Nature, instead?
Fenris
Adventurer
Jovik looks at Danth, jaw agape. "Don't know, don't care. It's evil Danth. It needs to be destroyed. NOW. I hate it, I hate this chamber, I will not return here, and it needs to be destroyed" says Jovik rummaging through Danth's pack and grabbing two flasks of oil. One he splashes over the mold the other he pours in a pool at the base.
"Now let the purifying flames of Sarenae cleanse this evil Danth!" says Jovik in a strangley commanding voice and looking expectantly at Danth and is sword while eyeing Jokad and his flaming weapon as well.
hewligan
First Post
Knowledge arcana, but with a DC25, oh and you better be quick before Jovik burns the thing down
Friadoc
Explorer
Rhun
First Post
Despite studying the mold, and attempting to channel Sarenae's power to destroy it, the cleric has no clue what it is. He doesn't stop Jovik as the rogue takes a flask of oil from his flask and begins trying to set the corruption on fire. Instead, he merely steps back out of the way, handing Crimson Dawn to his companion to start the fire. Then he gives a chuckle. "I seem to recall your teasing me because I carry so much lamp oil with me...but it sure seems to come in handy!"
I figured it wasn't undead, but Turn Undead can sometimes work in other situations. When you consider that clerics are meant to fight things that are "unholy," it was worth a shot.
Knowledge: Religion: 8 (NOPE!)
I figured it wasn't undead, but Turn Undead can sometimes work in other situations. When you consider that clerics are meant to fight things that are "unholy," it was worth a shot.
Knowledge: Religion: 8 (NOPE!)
Fenris
Adventurer
Despite studying the mold, and attempting to channel Sarenae's power to destroy it, the cleric has no clue what it is. He doesn't stop Jovik as the rogue takes a flask of oil from his flask and begins trying to set the corruption on fire. Instead, he merely steps back out of the way, handing Crimson Dawn to his companion to start the fire. Then he gives a chuckle. "I seem to recall your teasing me because I carry so much lamp oil with me...but it sure seems to come in handy!"
I figured it wasn't undead, but Turn Undead can sometimes work in other situations. When you consider that clerics are meant to fight things that are "unholy," it was worth a shot.
Knowledge: Religion: 8 (NOPE!)
"I shan't tease you again" says Jovik with a grin as he ignites the oil
hewligan
First Post
Jovik pours the oil liberally over the moss and mold on the wall, stepping back for a moment to survey his work. The smell of oil is sharp on the nose, and you are going to have to leave the room quickly once you set it alight due to the low ceilings and the volume of smoke.
The mold still holds its strange shape, looking, for once, like little more than a very bad damp patch.
Jovik steps forward and ignites the oil. The flames leap up quickly, catching and carrying across the wall, engulfing the entire mold patch with speed.
Smoke billows out as the oil quickly engulfs its fuel source, eating into the moss.
Then you hear it. A strange noise like a high pitched wail heard from afar. The noise grows, until the room vibrates with the sonic assault. You call cover your ears and start to move out of the room quickly. As you leave the room the horrible meal falls of the table with a squelch, shelves tumble from the walls, and two chairs topple.
Outside the room the smoke is leaking, leaving a tart odor in the air. Looking around at the various ghoul corpses littering the floor, as the chamber slowly fills with tendrils of smoke.
The wailing falls off, going quiet for a second. You can hear the crackle and hissing of the fire as it burns off wet patches. And then there is a single loud pop, like a jar exploding in a fire, from inside the room. After that there is just silence.
You move away from the room for a while, waiting for the fire to do its damage. When the smoke dies down, and eventually dissipates on the breeze that blows in from the pit, Danth walks towards the room and takes a look inside.
The wall has been scoured by fire. It is a black mess, but clear of the mold. Still, he can sense it, he can feel the remnant of evil here. Something remains. It is only his own unity with the divine that makes his sense it. It is weak. A damaged source of great evil, but still there. The fire has done its job, for now, but Danth knows that this place is not sanctified.
The mold still holds its strange shape, looking, for once, like little more than a very bad damp patch.
Jovik steps forward and ignites the oil. The flames leap up quickly, catching and carrying across the wall, engulfing the entire mold patch with speed.
Smoke billows out as the oil quickly engulfs its fuel source, eating into the moss.
Then you hear it. A strange noise like a high pitched wail heard from afar. The noise grows, until the room vibrates with the sonic assault. You call cover your ears and start to move out of the room quickly. As you leave the room the horrible meal falls of the table with a squelch, shelves tumble from the walls, and two chairs topple.
Outside the room the smoke is leaking, leaving a tart odor in the air. Looking around at the various ghoul corpses littering the floor, as the chamber slowly fills with tendrils of smoke.
The wailing falls off, going quiet for a second. You can hear the crackle and hissing of the fire as it burns off wet patches. And then there is a single loud pop, like a jar exploding in a fire, from inside the room. After that there is just silence.
You move away from the room for a while, waiting for the fire to do its damage. When the smoke dies down, and eventually dissipates on the breeze that blows in from the pit, Danth walks towards the room and takes a look inside.
The wall has been scoured by fire. It is a black mess, but clear of the mold. Still, he can sense it, he can feel the remnant of evil here. Something remains. It is only his own unity with the divine that makes his sense it. It is weak. A damaged source of great evil, but still there. The fire has done its job, for now, but Danth knows that this place is not sanctified.
Rhun
First Post
Danth nods slowly to Jokad. "Before we leave this place for good, I would like to return here and consecrate this chamber. I do not have the proper blessings prepared today, nor am I sure that I have the power to permanently defeat the evil presence here, but I would like to try nonetheless." With that, Danth leads the way back out of the burned chamber, and around the pit, heading back to the mansion's basement.
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