Phyrric Legacy - Shackled City IC Thread

[Malvoisin]

That's why I didn't want them to shed my blood the Fury... Its like being back there, down the sewers, mi mind returns to the beast

Remen staggers, and with heavy steps, goes up to Dowlee, supporting himself on her (and making her almost drop to the floor because of his weight), but only long enough to descend slowly to the floor. With a smile he says at Dowlee -still holding the potion on his hand and pointing to Flannad- "give this him, the guy looks way bad"

With this said, scimitar still on hand, he closes his eyes... but before anyone says anything, he clarifies drily:
"I'm resting"

OOC: Great to have you back, LO!

 

[Whizbang Dustyboots]

Arak drops to one knee, his sword point to the floor, and leans his head against the flat of his blade, and prays for guidance. His companions are wounded and they seem in over their heads, but the children remain in danger and are relying upon them.

 

[Malvoisin]

Dowlee looks sympathetically at Remen, but nods and takes the potion from his hand. She tips back Flannad's head, and pours the restorative liquid down his throat. (Healing roll = 14 hp recovered!)

With a splutter, Flannad's eyes pop open. He sits up with the realization that he has been completely healed! (8/8 hp)

(OOC: Are you planning to rest here in Jzadirune, or exit the dungeon?)

 

[Legildur]

Flannad coughs as he inadvertently gets some of the healing liquid into his lungs and sprays over Dowlee. When the coughing fit passes, the young whisper gnome looks up into Dowlee's eyes. "My thanks. Again."

Now fully healed (thanks Land Outcast!), Flannad stands up and tests himself to make sure everything is okay. "I've never even heard of anything like that before. I don't think I could ever walk into a clothesmaker's shop ever again."

Flannad now joins in the search (take 20 on all the interesting bits).

 

[stonegod]

As Jon searches, he sees Remen collapse in exhaustion. "I know we must rest, but should it be here? This room seems defensible enough, but this place is still creepy..."

OOC: I'm up for either staying or going. Jon doesn't need food and water (if he spend 1pp).

 

[Whizbang Dustyboots]

"We are caught deciding between two ill choices. If nothing else, it appears this room is not commonly visited by the new inhabitants, or else the rag-creatures would have killed more of them. We should close the doors that led us here, so as to conceal our presence while we rest, though. May Cuthbert shelter us as we recover to better mete out justice in his name."

 

[Land Outcast]

Remen groans... and if nobody does much noise, after some time, begins snoring quietly.

[sblock=ooc]

thanks Land Outcast!

You're welcome [/sblock]

 

[Jdvn1]

Dowlee wipes Flannad's spit off of her as best as she can, "... You're welcome... I think." She shakes her head and goes to Liracor, pulling out her own potion as she does, to bring the last unconscious party member conscious.

"I think Remen has the right idea, there... though I'm pretty sure we won't be 100% when we wake up, still. If we went back to the church of St. Cuthbert, they might be able to administer extra healing." She looks around for something to cushion Remen's head on the ground. "And it's so filthy here."

 

[Legildur]

Flannad expresses his thoughts as they come to him whilst he continues to search the room. "If we were to return to Ghaele's place, then we would at least stop any skulks getting out of here."

"Of course, that would make it easier to know where we were going to come from next...."

"Or maybe we'll find something here and still be able to find the children... if we were brave enough."

 

[Whizbang Dustyboots]

"As I said, ill choices. But were we to return to the surface, our enemies, were they wise, would make it even harder for us to enter anew. By staying behind enemy lines, as it were, it may be that we can bypass any new defenses they might erect o'ernight and reach the children that much sooner in the morning."