Planes to Shape, Secrets to Keep... (Dromus)

[Zerth]

Illira 13/58 hp (17 non-lethal)

Illira joins the others at the exit. The smoke has made her eyes watery and she coughs repeatedly for swallowing some it.

"Adinal, where is Adinal?" she asks with genuine worry in her voice. She is too weak and ill to do more than move outside along with the others.

Once outside, she drinks a potion of Cure Moderate Wounds. 15 lethal damage turned to non-lethal.

 

[Kelleris]

{OOC: Adinal will be written out for the time being, as he has not replied to my earlier e-mail. However, he is welcome to simply walk up, scorched and with blackened lungs, if he feels the need to do so. Now for some DMly sleight of hand:}

Feiran is making a lot of noise, very little of it comforting-sounding, but the rest of you have gathered at the bar exit from the warehouse proper. Narine feels a call in her mind from Adinal:

Bloody nightmarish situation. I will get out as best I can, meet at the Sheets to the Wind tavern in the Lighthouse District. I will meet you if possible, otherwise... Just keep it safe.

{Feiran, you are almost out of the fire. Terak takes 17 fire damage, and you take 4, but he is successfully clearing the way. I had better see an alarmingly high Handle Animal check to guide him to the exit, however.}

As you peer anxiously through the smoke, you hear something behind you. Turning, you see a rather handsome-looking half-elf standing there, gazing upon you with sky-blue eyes. He wears noble's robes of the finest make, and has a mandolin slung over one shoulder. He carries no visible weapons.

"I believe this is yours," he says, handing a matte-black medallion to the Kestral (who is nearest the door). With that cryptic comment, the half-elven stranger pushes past you and heads into the bank of fumes. He apparently does not care to explain how he came into possession of Adinal's most carefully-kept possession, why he happens to be here, now, or what he is doing heading into such peril. He refuses to listen to any queries, and does not appear to care if you attempt to grab him.

{OOC: Out of initiative order entirely, now, since everyone but Feiran and Adinal's out. Adinal was the main reason I was sticking to 6-second increments, since his situation was the diciest.}

 

[Mad Hatter]

Stabilization pts=190/225; HP=20

At this point, Feiran is cursing herself, her companions new and old, and the proxies. She's hacking and gagging, and spitting up mucus. Terak is also looking green around the gills. But in all this misery and hacking and general cursing, Feiran activates the wheedling stone and whispers her orders to Terak interspersed with words of love: Terak, keep going that way. And you're getting a big slab of red, dripping meat still mooing or baa-ing. Whatever you want. Just keep going buddy. Just keep going.

Heironeous, Obad-Hai, Ehlonna, I didn't mean any of it. If you see me through this, I'll visit your respective shrines.

DM- Feiran got a 28 on her handle animal check. A 14 to orient myself to the exit and a 1 for a random roll.


Terak- 26/49 HP

 

[Isida Kep'Tukari]

*Narine will try to meet the others, and hustles them off away from the burning building.*

"Adinal is going to meet us at the Sheets to the Wind tavern in the Lighthouse district. And I don't know about the rest of you, but let's get some distance between us and this scene of disaster before some other authorities show up, hmm?" Narine suggests.

 

[Kelleris]

Just in time for a resounding crash to echo through the warehouse from something in the smoke cloud, Feiran reappears, clutching Terak's flanks. She looks pretty bad herself, but Terak looks worse - parts of his fur are still smoldering.

{Our spoiler tags have vanished! Well, Feiran takes another 4 fire damage, and Terak takes 13. He's also on fire, just a bit, so a full-round DC 15 Reflex save is in order, barring some other, more creative method of fire-dousing.}

 

[Zerth]

Illira

Illira's attention is focused completely on the amulet, once the mysterious half-elf gives it to Kestral. She is about to ask again, where Adinal is, when Narine speaks and answers it for her. She still doesn't understand, what's going on, but Narine's suggestion sounds like a good idea.

"Yes, let's go away from here. Anyone know, where that tavern is?"

 

[Jolmo]

"Who was that?" Cagthail says in surprise after meeting the half-elf at the edge of the thick smoke, but then quickly adds "Ah, nevermind now, if he wants to head in there let's just get out of here ourselves for now. A tavern can't be so hard to find, even in this oversized city."

ooc: We're standing by the exit to the bar, right? If so, I'd like to know what it looks like in there.

 

[rangerjohn]

Kestral Pathfinder

OOC:Can I assume Kestral is full, now that we are out of combat?


IC: Kestral takes the medallion, with a frown. He recognizes neither the man or the medallion. So he is momentarilly in shock, while the man makes his escape. Seeing everyone but Adinal make it out of the fire, and his telepathic message. He asks "does anyone have healing? I see not everyone was as lucky as myself"

 

[Mad Hatter]

Stabilization pts= 140/225

Noticing that she is finally out of the burning warehouse and that her big buddy is on fire, she hastily and gracelessly rolls off of Terak. Terak also happens to notice that he is on fire and is understandably distressed. Mustering as much strength as she can, Feiran pushes an already teetering Terak to get him to try to put out the fire. She also assist him by using her cloak to put out the fire.

After all this, Feiran injects Terak and herself with Tullius's effacious nostrum.

DM-

Spoiler

Terak rolled a 14 ref. Feiran rolled a 18 to assist, which is a +2 for an assist, yes?. So the result is 16, right? Since we are basically out of initiative order, I rolled for multiple times for Terak, is cured for: 14, 12, and 11. Feiran is cured for: 13 and 16.

 

[Kelleris]

As all of you, relative newcomers to the town, wonder where this tavern might be, Cagthail opens the door to the bar, and inside you can see... Well, not a whole lot, really. The bar's former patrons apparently knew when the getting was good, and have long since gotten. The windows are smashed, letting in rain from the streets, and smashed glasses and splintered wooden plates are scattered everywhere.

Picking her way through the wreckage, however, is an armed female elf, whose gear is similar to that of the guards you clashed with briefly inside. She has not noticed you yet.

Feiran:

Spoiler

You manage to put out Terak, but you only have time for two nostrums before you have to deal with the newcomer.

Kestral:

Spoiler

Yeah, you only need a few rounds, and you have that much time.