fireinthedust
Explorer
Ragnor: [sblock=madness check!] You rolled Mania/Phobia. The focus: swarms of bugs! You can roll high/low to see if it's Mania or Phobia. Either way, after this adventure you'll need to Will Save each encounter with a swarm, or be fascinated or afraid. High for Mania, Low for Phobia.[/sblock]
Also: I can edit your action this round if you say what it is.
ooc: Everyone in the swarm at the end of this round please check your HP this round to see if you survive the damage from the swarm. If you do, you lived. If you don't you died... in theory (read the end)
THE FINAL ROUND!
Sindri sends his elementals into the temple, attacking the swarm with their flaming limbs again and again. The serpents are visible in the darkness, but the shadows threaten to envelop them any moment.
The ranger is completely consumed by the swarm, what's left of her body falling to pieces and being lost in the feast. Her hand falls away from Keepiru's cloak, vanishing.
Keepiru flees back towards the edge of the temple, his movement aided by the will of Desna. Breaking free of the edge of the swarm the darkness vanishes! Suddenly now in bright daylight, the nausea is still present but fading fast.
Angus throws another bead, clearing a swath of the swarm from himself in a burst of cold. The nausea prevents him from moving further, but light from outside pours in for a moment, cheering him greatly; then the darkness returns.
Ragnor feels the swarm crawling over him, and is indecisive about whether to leave or stay fighting. The horror is too great, the effect of the chanting and the darkness eating away at his mind, stopping him from acting in time to make a difference. All the strength of the dragon, and no idea how to use it...
Then Julius acts. Having grabbed the Pick from the wagon, he took a swing at the Gem. It shattered under the pressure of the specially-designed stone-breaking tool. A bright red light bathed the group as a beautiful young woman appeared in the air above the Assassin and the Scholar, and everyone felt themselves ...transported.
The group awoke a moment later, discovering themselves in a massive expanse of endless blue in all directions. The Sky! But the land was nowhere to be seen. The wind was present, blowing them in every direction.
All the party who survived were present, including Jack the Eidolon. All of you are healed completely from the ordeal, though your garments are tattered from the various battles you'd fought. Kept together by some powerful force, the party floats before the strange and beautiful woman released from the Gem.
I am grateful to you, mortals, for the service you have done for me and for my family. Long ago the cult of darkness that captured me wished to use the magic of my people for their own ends. They trapped me in that Gem and syphoned my magic to feed a creature from the depths of the Underworld. By placating it, they believed they could gain sorcerous powers; yet those same powers consumed them, and their Empire fell long ago, to be forgotten by your historians. The Crawling Chaos, as it is called, is but the barest fragment of the power they tapped into, a devouring terror from beyond your time and space. I could not challenge its magic, and am grateful to you all for saving me.
In return for your service, my father the Sultan of the Djinn of the great expanse of sky, shall grant you each your pick of a great treasure trove to arm yourselves with.
I, for my part, shall bestow upon your party one Wish(!) that your group can agree upon. I fear that this gift is its own burden and responsibility, but you have shown yourselves worthy of such great trust.
As well, you shall have the friendship of our tribe of Djinn; we shall be friendly to you should we meet again. Know that this in itself is a great honor.
Also: I can edit your action this round if you say what it is.
ooc: Everyone in the swarm at the end of this round please check your HP this round to see if you survive the damage from the swarm. If you do, you lived. If you don't you died... in theory (read the end)
THE FINAL ROUND!
Sindri sends his elementals into the temple, attacking the swarm with their flaming limbs again and again. The serpents are visible in the darkness, but the shadows threaten to envelop them any moment.
The ranger is completely consumed by the swarm, what's left of her body falling to pieces and being lost in the feast. Her hand falls away from Keepiru's cloak, vanishing.
Keepiru flees back towards the edge of the temple, his movement aided by the will of Desna. Breaking free of the edge of the swarm the darkness vanishes! Suddenly now in bright daylight, the nausea is still present but fading fast.
Angus throws another bead, clearing a swath of the swarm from himself in a burst of cold. The nausea prevents him from moving further, but light from outside pours in for a moment, cheering him greatly; then the darkness returns.
Ragnor feels the swarm crawling over him, and is indecisive about whether to leave or stay fighting. The horror is too great, the effect of the chanting and the darkness eating away at his mind, stopping him from acting in time to make a difference. All the strength of the dragon, and no idea how to use it...
Then Julius acts. Having grabbed the Pick from the wagon, he took a swing at the Gem. It shattered under the pressure of the specially-designed stone-breaking tool. A bright red light bathed the group as a beautiful young woman appeared in the air above the Assassin and the Scholar, and everyone felt themselves ...transported.
The group awoke a moment later, discovering themselves in a massive expanse of endless blue in all directions. The Sky! But the land was nowhere to be seen. The wind was present, blowing them in every direction.
All the party who survived were present, including Jack the Eidolon. All of you are healed completely from the ordeal, though your garments are tattered from the various battles you'd fought. Kept together by some powerful force, the party floats before the strange and beautiful woman released from the Gem.
I am grateful to you, mortals, for the service you have done for me and for my family. Long ago the cult of darkness that captured me wished to use the magic of my people for their own ends. They trapped me in that Gem and syphoned my magic to feed a creature from the depths of the Underworld. By placating it, they believed they could gain sorcerous powers; yet those same powers consumed them, and their Empire fell long ago, to be forgotten by your historians. The Crawling Chaos, as it is called, is but the barest fragment of the power they tapped into, a devouring terror from beyond your time and space. I could not challenge its magic, and am grateful to you all for saving me.
In return for your service, my father the Sultan of the Djinn of the great expanse of sky, shall grant you each your pick of a great treasure trove to arm yourselves with.
I, for my part, shall bestow upon your party one Wish(!) that your group can agree upon. I fear that this gift is its own burden and responsibility, but you have shown yourselves worthy of such great trust.
As well, you shall have the friendship of our tribe of Djinn; we shall be friendly to you should we meet again. Know that this in itself is a great honor.