Sinking Ever Deeper [IC] (HM Judging)

[GlassEye]

Elenka and Drev

"Wait!" Elenka purses her mouth and glares at her companions. "So there's a door that needs to be opened and stale air? Before you all take a dip in these waters maybe someone with a little brawn, like Fulgrim or Drevezh'korol or Sauvressa, should go first in case the door needs to be battered down. No offense to you two." She motions vaguely towards Zoryk and Temarel. "I'm not too strong and a poor swimmer besides."

[sblock=MiniStats][size=+1]Elenka[/size] Human Summoner 1
Initiative: +2 Perception: +3

AC: 15 (12 touch; 13 flat-footed)
HP: 11 Current: 11
CMB: +1 CMD: 13 Fort: +0 Ref: +2 Will: +4

In Hand: terbutje
Spells:
1st level: 2/2 remaining.

[size=+1]Drevezh'Korol[/size] Eidolon
Initiative: +1 Perception: +0; Darkvision 60 ft.

AC: 13 (11 touch; 12 flat-footed)
HP: 11 Current: 11
CMB: +5 CMD: 16 Fort: +3 Ref: +1 Will: +2

In Hand: nothing
Conditions: -[/sblock]

 

[Tark]

Temarel shrugged and waited his turn as Sauvressa went into the water ahead of him.

 

[Scott DeWar]

"Wait!" Elenka purses her mouth and glares at her companions. "So there's a door that needs to be opened and stale air? Before you all take a dip in these waters maybe someone with a little brawn, like Fulgrim or Drevezh'korol or Sauvressa, should go first in case the door needs to be battered down. No offense to you two." She motions vaguely towards Zoryk and Temarel. "I'm not too strong and a poor swimmer besides."

"That is kind of what I would have preferred," agrees Vincenzo aas he prepares his second attempt to delve into the water again.

 

[IronWolf]

"I can go first." Fulgrim replies as his companions express. "Now if'n I can jest get across without drownin' the door ain't no challenge!"

Fulgrim moves slowly into the water, keeping the rope near his side to help guide and half pull him across as he begins the swim. His head goes under the silty water and he quickly returns to the surface coughing and sputtering mumbling dwarven curses between gasping breath. His breathing steadying, he tries to cross again doing a little better this time.

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I rolled a second swim check since the first was so poor. If something else happened because he failed his first, feel free to disregard the second.

Swim Check One -- 1d20-4=5
Swim Check Two -- 1d20-4=10
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[SelcSilverhand]

Fulgrim, Zoryk, Drev, Sauvressa
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The water is a solid cloud of silt from Vincenzo's earlier passing. You can feel yourself in a muddy tunnel that slopes downward. You find it fairly easy to pull yourself along the rope and swim at the same time. Blindly you feel your way along the underwater corridor. You can only imagine what it would have felt like to traverse this far without knowing if there would be air ahead, or enough in your lungs to get back. After a full minute and a half the tunnel begins to slope upward and you sense you are nearing the end of the rope. Both Fulgrim and Zoryk struggled hard underwater, even with the rope to assist them and were nearly out of breath by the time they reached the far side.

Fulgrim comes up coughing and sputtering to clear the water from his lungs. On the way up the slope he slipped and got a mouthful of foul, muddy water and it takes a moment to clear it from his throat. Zoryk pops up behind him also choking on water, followed by the two summoned entities. You can see that you are in a large room mostly flooded by water. The water comes up nearly to Fulgrims chin, and to mid chest on the others. Across the room is a thick wooden door that has swollen with sea water so that it is firmly stuck in the frame. The floor is muddy and slippery, making it hard to get traction on it.
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Vincenzo, Elenka, Temarel
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Pausing at the entrance to the pool of water you give your companions a moment to clear the obstruction on the far side. As you wait Vincenzo and Temeral turn to look back into the rubble room, alerted by some small sound. Peering into the gloom, Vincenzo raises his sunrod to cast light into the other room. Something is moving.
Another sound, that of wood striking wood. Then, a soft groan. Rising from the rubble, its burial shroud slipping from it, one of the bodies stands up. It is followed by another, and then another. The mound of debris quivers as still buried corpses claw their way to the surface. Frantic thoughts turn to the size of the original mound of bodies, and what happens if all of them arise... They don't seem to have noticed you yet. All that lies between you and them are the shattered bits of the door and the pile of lumber that lies to its side.
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[SJRSamurai]

Zoryk Wolfheart, Lvl1 Elemental Sorcerer

[sblock=Fulgrim, Sauvressa, Drev] Zoryk curses while coughing the water, looking over at Fulgrim "When ever you're ready master dwarf, I have your back." says the sorcerer[/sblock]

 

[Scott DeWar]

With a hand gesture vincenzo shoes Elenka and Temarel on down the water filled tunnel, then follows closely behind!

'Zombies, i just knew that something like that would happen. *shudder*

Upon reaching the other side he says, "OK! who had that crowbar? The air is thin here and so we need to hurry as we have zombies in the other room!" He says this calmly and matter of factly, but the shake in his voice could be from swimming the tunnel twice, being in the cold sea water twice, or he is scared. Maybe all three.

 

[IronWolf]

Fulgrim, Zoryk, Drev, Sauvressa
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Fulgrim coughs as he spits water out, cursing in dwarven under his breath as he is able to between coughs. Seeing the door across the other side he begins moving towards it, quickly noticing the floor is quite slippery making keeping his footing difficult, even for a dwarf.

"This'n need some different tactics, slippery floor." Fulgrim says as he approaches the door, moving slowly to keep his footing and pulling his axe forth from a loop in his belt.

Fulgrim gives a couple of test swings in the air with his axe, doing his best to keep a secure grip on the wet axe handle. He nods as Zoryk give the ready, "Aye."

Fulgrim takes his time, getting a good stance on the slippery floor as he makes his first swing. The axe seems to slip in his hand as it makes for an extremely weak swing with now real strength behind the it. "Me hands slipped a bit, I'll git 'er. he says as he draws back for another swing.

The axe striked the door, making a dull thud in the soggy wood - this strike seeming much more solid. Fulgrim lines up for another swing, throwin even more weight into it this time. The axe again strikes the door sending a massive split into the door causing it to splinter.

[sblock=OOC]

Using full round actions for automatic hit. Already subtracting 5 from the roll for hardness.

Looks like 3 rounds to chop it down assuming it was the same type of door from earlier.

1st Swing Damage -- 1d12-1=0
2nd Swing Damage -- 1d12-1=7
3rd Swing Damage -- 1d12-1=11

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[Tark]

[sblock=To those with Sauvressa]Sauvressa looks hard at the door, gauging its threat, its potential danger waiting patiently for something to strike, or some direction.

Then as the others start to work on the door ahead of them she cries out in sudden panic. "They are in danger!"[/sblock]

[sblock=Those with Temarel]Going white as he saw the bodies start to rise he doesn't even argue as he goes straight into the water to get away from the walking dead.

(if we do manage to make it to the other side) Temarel recovers quickly from his shock from before and pulls the crowbar back out. Here! But please hurry I do like my brains remaining inside my skull![/sblock]

 

[SJRSamurai]

Zoryk Wolfheart Lvl 1 Elemental Sorcerer

Between Fulgrim taking his axe to the door and Vincenzo's warning, the sorcerer closes his eyes and begins mumbling under his breath, soon the air begins shimmering with small balls of fires they circle the half-elf quickly seemingly heating the air enough to provide an armor made of lightly glowing orange armor.

[sblock=occ] Cast Mage Armor [/sblock]

[sblock=Zoryk spells per day left] 2 1st level / 3 1st Level [/sblock]