Of Jungle Deeps and Ocean Depths

[Isida Kep'Tukari]

*Harry really can't find any soft spot to try to hit the creature in, so he just slashes at it, splitting open several more leeches with a swipe from his cutlass. Erik brings down Razor Sentinal hard, and the blood flies, spattering his armor. Tiana brings her whip-dagger down in three hard cracks, lashing at it once! twice! three times! Her third crack causes the heart of the leech-thing to split open like a rotten fruit, disgorging the bloodied, tattered remains of what was once Doran. The leeches all now lie still and are slowly starting to dissolve into puddles of red-black ooze.*

*With a crack of sulfer and other things best left unnamed, a viscious-looking, massive dog, with reddish fur, blazing red eyes, all four of them, and five clawed feet appears near Mourn. The command he was going to give stops on his tongue as he sees the leech-thing is now dead, along with his bodyguard.*

[OOC - Harry, can't sneak attack this thing. Harry gets a 21 and a 9 (natural 1) and does 5 points of damage. Erik gets a 21 (natural one) and a 20, doing 14 points of damage. Tiana hits a 38, 31, and 33 for a total of 22 points of damage, dropping the thing.]

 

[Jarval]

"Gods!" Mourn jumps forwards, dragging the remains of Doran's body away from the now dead leech-thing. He looks to the hell hound.

"Burn the leeches as often as you can, but do not catch anything else in your breath." He firmly orders the demonic dog in Infernal, before looking down in dismay at what was once Doran.

"I should have been paying you more." He says sorrowfully, having come to like the human over the few weeks Doran had been in his employ. He sits down heavily on the cave floor, unsure what to do next.

 

[silentspace]

"Doran!" *Invelion looks on in disbelief at the remains of the Devout Defender.*

Drained of blood in just seconds! That could have been any one of us.*Invelion takes off his cap for a moment, paying his respects to the fallen human.*

*When Mourn summons his creature, Invelion looks on in wonder at the Strangeness of it.* OOC: Can Invelion discern anything about Mourn from the Hell-Hound?

Looking around the chamber, Invelion wonders aloud "Is that it? Is the spring now restored?" He scans the room with his eyes, wondering.

 

[Isida Kep'Tukari]

*The strange, deformed, sulfer-stinking dog opens its mouth and begins to breathe fire on the remains of the leeches, crisping them to ash. Invellion recognizes the creature with a start. Aside from the extra eyes and legs, the creature looks remarkably like a hell hound.*

*The place where the leeches had been congregating looks to be a pool of water. But in a few breaths the pool becomes a small fountain, and then a tall column of water that exits through a hole in the ceiling. However, it is not a geyser, it is just a swift moving stream... flowing upwards. You can now see the jewel-bright fish swimming through the stream, ruby, topaz, emerald, sapphire, and all other colors as well. Rappai, to you and Jarrijan, it is like seeing old friends.*

 

[Zerth]

*Tiana looks sad as she looks at what is left of Doran. She doesn't even pay much attention to the frightening beast, that Mourn conjured, but does cast a doubtful look at the direction of the sun elf wizard.*

"Best of luck, wherever you travel from here. You had all the courage one could wish for," she sobs smiling weakly with a tear running down her cheek.

With still sad eyes she turns to Rappai, "The spring will be restored now?"

 

[Keia]

Rappai, Grippli Cleric/Divine Oracle (Jarrijan, Grippli Monk)

"Rappai does not know, tall one, Rappai does not know," Rappai commented. She went over the see if the one called Doran was recoverable at all, and instructed Jarrijan to gather the belongings of the grippli warriors that had met theit fate here.

Rappai said a few words over the general area of the remains of the Grippli warriors, then asked, "Do you want Rappai to say a few words over the tall one Doran, assist his body in replenishing the jungle and his spirit to the great jungle beyond?"

 

[silentspace]

*Invelion watches the magic fountain in amazement. Walking up to it, he reaches out and touches the surface, feeling the cool clear water. He takes out his waterskin and refills it. While he's doing this, a tiny green tree frog crawls out of his bag, climbs along Invelion's arm, and hops into the column of water, swimming about with the colorful fish for a bit, before returning to Invelion's hand.*

I would contribute to have Doran Raised, if his spirit is willing to return. I don't have nearly the required funds though. It's not my place to suggest such a thing, anyway, as I am just a newcomer here.

 

[Keia]

Rappai, Grippli Cleric/Divine Oracle (Jarrijan, Grippli Monk)

Rappai was overjoyed to see the spring return . . . and with it the thoughts of those lost to the creature, but only for a few moments.

"Yes, tall one called Tiana, the spring is restored," Rappai replied confidently. To be certain herself, she gave a benediction over the area. She then helped Jarrijan recover the belongings of the grippli.

 

[Erekose13]

"Doran!" Undinar echoes Invelion. He rushes to the tattered body of his comrade. "Is there anything that we can do for him? Mourn you knew him best, to whom will he travel in his next journey?" Undinar looks quite hurt seeing his friend lying on the floor. Little do they know that he feels responsible for all of their lives. Everyone around him choose to accompany him on his quest, a quest of acceptance. But acceptance is hollow if it comes at the cost of lives.

[ooc: Undinar would contribute as well, and while he does not have much money he does have magic items he would give to have Doran back.]

 

[Lichtenhart]

"Shiver me timbers! They sucked him dry! Poor lad!"
*Mad Harry makes a quick gesture to chase away bad luck, then points at Doran's pendant, shaped as a scimitar.*
"Does it mean anythin' to you? Is it the symbol of a god or somethin'?"