[Lakelands] Six For Adventure

[Raven Crowking]

The ground shook, and a rush of foul air came up from the small passage to the north. They could hear a harsh scraping noise, like scales on stone, and other, less wholesome sounds -- as though rotted flesh was being pulled from bone by the passage of some creature, to fall heavily in the noisome water.

Imbeciles! Glom thought. His eyes flaring red again as he moved around the hole in the floorboards to finish off the last of the undead things with a ray of fire. But whatever heaved in the darkness moved even as he sighted his foe, and as the foundations shook the goblin lost his perch, pitching forward into the barrow (2 hp damage from the fall).

The rubble shifted beneath Dain's feet, and he fell into the murky water. Horsom fell back into the water with him, and the dwarf had to scrabble to pull his companion's head from the foul pool once more.

The undead creature held its place as though its toes clung, spider-like, to the stones hidden below the murky blackness. It lunged for Selanil with teeth and claws, but the agile elf had also maintained his footing, and narrowly dodged the attacks.

Although not as dextrous as some, Kregor had stayed standing from sheer momentum. Flanking the creature, he swung again. (10 + 8 - 2 = 16) He connected, cleaving the thing's skull horizontally. It swayed on its feet for a second, as though it would act despite the massive damage it had endured. Then it crumpled, collapsing into the water.

 

[Krug]

"GLUB!" the goblin shrieked as he lost his footing."HELP! HELP! I'm a-drowning!" he said, before realising the water wasn't that deep and standing up. He saw Kregor cleave the undead in twain as he stood up. "Finally! Glom thought he need to save you! And who pushedme?", the goblin said,wiping the dirt off his face.

 

[Raven Crowking]

A lambent green-white glow appeared now in the northern passage, flickering over the surface of the black corpse-fouled water. The nauseating grave-reek grew stronger. The voice that had taunted them silently was gone now, replaced with a waiting sensation, like breath held before a plunge.

 

[Ulorian - Agent of Chaos]

""Dammit, dammit, dammit!" thought Horsom, as the scraping of the creature's approach drew nearer. His nerves screaming for him to do something, anything, he willed his limbs to move.

 

[maddmic]

Kregor pasued only long enough to make sure that the undead indeed fell. He turned to face the Northern passage. He bowed his head and prayed silently. 'Gragnor, give me the strength to defeat this beast that mocks you.' (OOC: Cast Bull's strength) He then shouts over his shoulder. "Dain, tend to the others needs. Those who can fight from a 2nd rank, do so. If things should not look well, I suggest we surface and try to get on steady ground."

With that, the Half-orc turned his attention back to the front.

OOC:
If he has time, he will cast Shield of Faith on himself as well. Also, by my calculations, he is down one 2nd level spell if he continued to cast Consecrate. If not, please let me know as he will most likely need that slot to use for healing. Also, if there's enough time for the others to move to him, Kregor will cast as many healing spells as possible.....

 

[Toric_Arthendain]

OOC: If my calculations are correct, Selanil is down 20 hit points and has just 6 left. If that is incorrect, please feel free to correct me.

IC:
Selanil looks over his multiple wounds and deciding that there was nothing he could do about it right now, he walks to where he can prop his spear against a wall or something out of the water. He then turns his attention to whatever might be coming, pulls his bow off his back, draws an arrow and nocks it.

 

[maddmic]

***bump***

 

[Krug]

Glom says "Why undead here? Dark force at work. Magic strong, deadly." He looks over the corpses to see if there's any potential loot.

 

[Raven Crowking]

Kregor pasued only long enough to make sure that the undead had indeed fallen, then he turned to face the northern passage. The greenish-white light flickered over the brackish water like ethereal flames. Whatever was coming up the passage was huge. The earth itself seemed to groan with its passage.

Kregor bowed his head and prayed silently. Gragnor, he though, give me the strength to defeat this beast that mocks you. His prayer was answered; he felt the strength of his ancestors pour into him. "Dain," he shouted over his shoulder. "Tend to the others' needs. Those who can fight from a second rank, do so. If things should not look well, I suggest we surface and try to get on steady ground."

"If I let go of Horsom," the dwarf shouted back, "he'll slip beneath this mire!"

Selanil looked over his multiple wounds and decided that there was nothing he could do about them at the moment. He walked to where he could prop his spear against a wall, to keep it out of the water. He then turned his attention to the northern passage. He pulled his bow off his back, drew an arrow, and nocked it.

"Why undead here? Dark force at work. Magic strong, deadly." Glom glanced over the fallen undead creatures. They had been wearing jewelry made of copper and bronze, some pieces adorned with bits of amber. The goblin quickly pocketed those items which seemed to be of potential value. He glanced up at the hole in the ceiling, through which he had fallen. As much as Kregor might suggest they surface, he realized that it might not be as easy as all that. It had been easy enough to drop down into the barrow. It might require wings or a grappling hook to get back out.

"Selenil," Dain said. "I might be able to heal you if you come here. Horsom does not need both my hands."

 

[Toric_Arthendain]

OOC: Ooops! I didn't realize you had updated the thread with a new post, RC! Sorry for the delay in a reply...

IC:
Selanil considered Dain's words and then nodded, slightly relaxing his pull on his bow. He walked over to the dwarf, still keeping his attention focused on the northern passage. "My thanks, Dain," he says quietly after the dwarf heals him, still not taking his eyes off the northern passage.