IG's "Those Left Behind" Chapter 2

[Scott DeWar]

Caerwyn will busy himself with collecting the dropped items that e priest left in his trail to lighten his load. he will return to the rest of the group, not wanting to let his little sister be left in harm's way with out his sword to defend her.

"what's a magic circle? wat's it do?" he asks, looking about at the cieling and walls for any strange circles.

 

[Shayuri]

Tomes of various subjects fill the shelves that line the walls of this out-of-place laboratory. A large wooden table in the center of the room contains several vials of different shapes and sizes containing a rainbow of bubbling liquids. A large cage with thick iron bars sits in the southwest corner of the room, its gate leaning forward at an awkward angle after being broken loose from the top hinge. Across from it a tall glass case stands in a niche in the wall and contains what appears to be a large amount of blood mixed with patches of a more viscous fluid.

Talashia takes one look around and declares warningly, "No one touch -anything-."

She scans the room for magical energy as she walks slowly around the table, looking to see if the vials and flasks on it have labels or any clear organization to how they're laid out.

She then inspects the cage, and the tank, though follows her own advice on this; touching neither.

Finally the sorceress peers at the floor, checking to see if the alchemist and scroll scriber had a permanent magic circle inscribed down here. At this point she answers her brother's question.

"A magic circle is used in calling beings from other planes of reality," she says in a distracted voice as she peeks under the table. "It constrains them so they can't just wander off or attack once they've been called here. Since this 'alchemist' had chaos beasts and some sort of demonic minotaur, it seems likely that he brought them here himself, which would mean he -probably- has a summoning circle inscribed into the floor."

She chuckles. "And I'm sure he wouldn't mind if I borrowed it just for a moment."

 

[Leif]

Uulark Simental, Cleric7, AC18,FF15,T13, HP28/35, -4 wisdom

"Thanks," says Buurt as he helps stow away the items, securing the scrolls upon Uulark, if the cleric needs his help. "And we will succeed, sir, and we will keep this from the city."

While they're getting things stowed and ready, Buurt looks to Uulark and asks, "Are you feelin' readied? Once you are, we can get back to the others, I'll even keep pace with you until we're there." The later part is sad with a grin, however true the statement is, he's just trying to life spirits a bit. During the exchange, Buurt tosses a piece of jerky to Dyspear, with a friendly smile for the animal. Back is a luxury that the half-orc hasn't been use to for awhile, prior to joining with the new group.

Uulark looks much better now, and as he returns to his old self, he swats Buurt's hand away from his (Uulark's) backpack. "Thank you, very much, Buurt, but I think I can finish stowing these scrolls without any help! Yes, I feel pretty much like my old self again. Thanks for your help, and for coming with me. Sorry if I was a bit short with you just now, but I get a bit edgy when anyone reaches into my backpack uninvited. Shall we rejoin our friends now?"

OOC: IG, are there any lasting effects from this ordeal that I need to note on Uulark's sheet? And, while I'm thinking about it, do I have Uulark's current hp total (up yon way ^) right?

 

[industrygothica]

There is no organization to the potions on the table, but they are definitely magical in nature.

Talishia finds bits of hair stuck in the broken cage door, leading her to believe that it was likely the home of the fiendish minotaur. The tank is set in a hollow in the wall. What looks to be a large amount of blood and other fluids swirl around in a hypnotic pattern. Looking through the glass, it appears that there is no wall on the other side of the tank, but instead an opening into another area.

Her search of the floor proves useful, as the faint remnants of a summoning circle can still be seen.

Uulark looks much better now, and as he returns to his old self, he swats Buurt's hand away from his (Uulark's) backpack. "Thank you, very much, Buurt, but I think I can finish stowing these scrolls without any help! Yes, I feel pretty much like my old self again. Thanks for your help, and for coming with me. Sorry if I was a bit short with you just now, but I get a bit edgy when anyone reaches into my backpack uninvited. Shall we rejoin our friends now?"

OOC: IG, are there any lasting effects from this ordeal that I need to note on Uulark's sheet? And, while I'm thinking about it, do I have Uulark's current hp total (up yon way ^) right?

HP is 23/30, I believe. And you still have 4 points of drained wisdom.

 

[Leif]

Uulark Simental, Cleric7, AC18,FF15,T13, HP28/35, -4 wisdom

OOC: Fine, IG, except that you forgot again that Uulark now has 35 hp instead of 30, so that translates to 28/35 hp currently. Everyone should note that he's not going to be any great shakes spellwise while the wisdom drain persists, so no one is allowed to become injured until further notice. in other words, be ye careful!

OOC: Uulark is making the perhaps false assumption that his drained wisdom will eventually return. Guess time will tell, no? I'd appreciate a daily report on the sitation, if you don't mind, IG. If it shows no improvement in a reasonable amount of time, Uulark will want to see about more drastic measures. Before this happened, he was able to cast Restoration himself. In fact, the next tme that he prepares spells, he'll make it a point to prepare Restoration to try to speed this along.

 

[Leif]

Uulark Simental, Cleric7, AC18,FF15,T13, HP28/35, -4 wisdom=12

I reduced Uulark's prepared spells to account for his wisdom drain. Luckily, I had previously noted on his sheet which spells were prepared due to his wisdom bonus. He lost Restoration, Lesser and Dispel Magic.

 

[Friadoc]

Uulark looks much better now, and as he returns to his old self, he swats Buurt's hand away from his (Uulark's) backpack. "Thank you, very much, Buurt, but I think I can finish stowing these scrolls without any help! Yes, I feel pretty much like my old self again. Thanks for your help, and for coming with me. Sorry if I was a bit short with you just now, but I get a bit edgy when anyone reaches into my backpack uninvited. Shall we rejoin our friends now?"

OOC: IG, are there any lasting effects from this ordeal that I need to note on Uulark's sheet? And, while I'm thinking about it, do I have Uulark's current hp total (up yon way ^) right?

"No worries about being short," says Buurt with a toothy smile. "A half-orc knows you can't help how you were born." It was dry, possibly sublime by some standards, but Uulark might notice that height joke. "But, first, I need to see if I can get the priest to heal me and then we shall meet with our friends."

OOC

Unless I'm misremembering, Buurt is still down to 17 hps, correct?

 

[Leif]

Uulark Simental, Cleric7, AC18,FF15,T13, HP28/35, -4 wisdom=12

"No worries about being short," says Buurt with a toothy smile. "A half-orc knows you can't help how you were born." It was dry, possibly sublime by some standards, but Uulark might notice that height joke. "But, first, I need to see if I can get the priest to heal me and then we shall meet with our friends."
OOCUnless I'm misremembering, Buurt is still down to 17 hps, correct?

A smile quickly plays about Uulark's mouth. "Hey, no racial jokes about us poor little halflings!" "Go ahead and try to get this priest to heal you, so I can save my spells for our next fight. But, if he can't or won't help, then I have you covered."

 

[Scotley]

Taking Talashia's advice to heart, Rogash does his best not to touch anything in the lab. He does busy himself with trying to find a way to get to the other side of the tank of blood and such.

 

[Shayuri]

There is no organization to the potions on the table, but they are definitely magical in nature.

Talishia finds bits of hair stuck in the broken cage door, leading her to believe that it was likely the home of the fiendish minotaur. The tank is set in a hollow in the wall. What looks to be a large amount of blood and other fluids swirl around in a hypnotic pattern. Looking through the glass, it appears that there is no wall on the other side of the tank, but instead an opening into another area.

Her search of the floor proves useful, as the faint remnants of a summoning circle can still be seen.

"Yes! Here!" she calls out as she starts to dust off the floor in a widening spiral. Under her fingers is revealed strange runes and marks arranged to form a circle around an apparently empty space.

Talashia casts a spell, and a stiff breeze blows from her fingers, blowing dust and bits of paper and parchment away to show the circle more clearly. She then swishes to the table and starts inspecting the bottles and bowls there, muttering intently to herself as she does.

(Using Prestidigitation to "clean" the circle. Is this a permanently engraved Magic Circle, or is it the remains of a temporary one that is now expended? Also, are the potions labeled?)