Paridon: The Dark Metropolis (Ravenloft)
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industrygothica
Adventurer
Darian swears under his breath as he sees the other jump down and start to dig. Reluctantly, he follows them, starting with Torhan's sword. "Be lucky if this doesn't kill me, too," he mutters to himself.
InVinoVeritas
Adventurer
Ru downs the potion (+4 hp) and jumps down the hole without a problem. Finally, an advantage to the gnome-sized hallways. He starts to dig. Calahan and Darian join in. Members of the bucket brigade start to file in, and after a quick instruction, join in the removal of rubble and throwing water on the pile.
The work is hard. The stones are hot. The air is smoky. Everyone earns burns on their hands, ash in their lungs, and pain in their muscles. (Ru -6 hp, Darian -2 hp, Calahan -5 hp, all three now exhausted).
Fr. Berman is found first, being closer to the edge of the destruction. He is covered in burns and bruises. His bones have been broken in multiple places. He lies unmoving. Then... a slight wheezing is heard. Quickly, everyone doubles their effort and hauls him out of the rubble. He clings to life in a most tenuous fashion.
Wit great speed and hope, the task of finding Torhan is joined. Quickly, a hand is found under the sword, and the digging doubles. Torhan's body is found, cut and scraped, burned and battered, welts beginning to form across his face where the monster's boiling spray hit him--but arrested. His body lies burned and crushed, even worse than the priest. His torso is bent at disturbing angles between a large stone... and an odd brass drum or kettle. Large geared arms extend off the kettle in odd directions, Torhan's other hand is thrust through a hole his sword made in the kettle wall. When the kettle is torn from Torhan's fist, it becomes clear as to what he was doing.
In Torhan's clenched, charred, shattered, flayed fist lies a crushed small heart of a gnome.
Yet Torhan remains as lifeless as the armed kettle.
OOC: See the OOC thread.
Fr. Berman -2/30, (exhausted)
Calahan 5/23, exhausted
Darian 12/20, exhausted
Ru 10/30, exhausted
The work is hard. The stones are hot. The air is smoky. Everyone earns burns on their hands, ash in their lungs, and pain in their muscles. (Ru -6 hp, Darian -2 hp, Calahan -5 hp, all three now exhausted).
Fr. Berman is found first, being closer to the edge of the destruction. He is covered in burns and bruises. His bones have been broken in multiple places. He lies unmoving. Then... a slight wheezing is heard. Quickly, everyone doubles their effort and hauls him out of the rubble. He clings to life in a most tenuous fashion.
Wit great speed and hope, the task of finding Torhan is joined. Quickly, a hand is found under the sword, and the digging doubles. Torhan's body is found, cut and scraped, burned and battered, welts beginning to form across his face where the monster's boiling spray hit him--but arrested. His body lies burned and crushed, even worse than the priest. His torso is bent at disturbing angles between a large stone... and an odd brass drum or kettle. Large geared arms extend off the kettle in odd directions, Torhan's other hand is thrust through a hole his sword made in the kettle wall. When the kettle is torn from Torhan's fist, it becomes clear as to what he was doing.
In Torhan's clenched, charred, shattered, flayed fist lies a crushed small heart of a gnome.
Yet Torhan remains as lifeless as the armed kettle.
OOC: See the OOC thread.
Fr. Berman -2/30, (exhausted)
Calahan 5/23, exhausted
Darian 12/20, exhausted
Ru 10/30, exhausted
Ru Brike, barbaric human monk
Ru concentrates on the Father, yanking his last potion from his bag and forcing it down the crushed and burned priest's throat.
"Up and at 'em, padre," he mutters "We need you awake to patch up the rest of our sorry butts."
His joke sounds hollow even as he makes it, and he can't seem to bring himself to look at the shattered form of Torhan.
Ru concentrates on the Father, yanking his last potion from his bag and forcing it down the crushed and burned priest's throat.
"Up and at 'em, padre," he mutters "We need you awake to patch up the rest of our sorry butts."
His joke sounds hollow even as he makes it, and he can't seem to bring himself to look at the shattered form of Torhan.
InVinoVeritas
Adventurer
Fr. Berman's body realigns, and he awakens to searing pain across his body (+7 hp, 5/30, exhausted).
Father Berman coughs and sputters as he comes back to consciousness.
"G'ak damn. Thanks guys. Thank the lady! I hope my stick didn't break." He looks for his wand. If he still has the wand, he will use it on himself.
"Torhan, no ...
Let's get the hell out of here before the smoke claims us all." He shakily gets to his feet, and tries to head to safety.
(ooc: How far to a fairly safe area? Any fire dangers on the way?)
"G'ak damn. Thanks guys. Thank the lady! I hope my stick didn't break." He looks for his wand. If he still has the wand, he will use it on himself.
"Torhan, no ...
Let's get the hell out of here before the smoke claims us all." He shakily gets to his feet, and tries to head to safety.
(ooc: How far to a fairly safe area? Any fire dangers on the way?)
Ru Brike, barbaric human monk
Ru smiles weakly. "Sounds good," he says, finally glancing to Torhan's body, a slight twitch betraying his thoughts. Faster than just about anything around, but still not fast enough for Torhan...
"We've lost enough to this fire," he adds, providing support for Father Breman as the group staggers its way back out to the open.
kinem said:
Ru smiles weakly. "Sounds good," he says, finally glancing to Torhan's body, a slight twitch betraying his thoughts. Faster than just about anything around, but still not fast enough for Torhan...
"We've lost enough to this fire," he adds, providing support for Father Breman as the group staggers its way back out to the open.
Rhun
First Post
Perrin rushes into the debris, his short black hair askew, his face smeared with ash, his eyes watering from the thick smoke, and his clothing torn and singed.
"Are you all alright?" he asks, concern etched in his voice. "The bucket brigade has the flames mostly contained..." The young man's voice trails off as his eyes come to rest of Torhan's broken body. "By all that is good and holy! What happened?"
"Are you all alright?" he asks, concern etched in his voice. "The bucket brigade has the flames mostly contained..." The young man's voice trails off as his eyes come to rest of Torhan's broken body. "By all that is good and holy! What happened?"
industrygothica
Adventurer
"He's gone, but I won't be leaving what's left of him here, not if I can help it. Deserves a proper burial, something besides this infernal pit."
Darian will attempt to carry Torhan's body out of the area.
Darian will attempt to carry Torhan's body out of the area.
