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5E The Kalarian Precipice - Chapter Four

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Temporarily distracted by the Imp’s rearrival on the scene and subsequent death, Jeovanna’s eyes might have darted away from the spider. Damn, looking back to her living enemy she doesn’t quite make contact with the blinded critter, as the greatsword waves in a threatening arc through nothing but stale air.

Carthum’s mace has done a little better, beating into the rat’s head and the great bulk of the half-orc pushing the beast back and back, back against the wall. The thud of the mace hasn’t hurt it as much as you’d hope, but the priest has protected his friends. A big green wall of half-orc blocks the rodent from reaching anyone else!
 

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daindarkspring

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Dain - Four Sides

Even from his vantage point, attacking the ensnared spider, Dain can see the condition of Otiroth cannot be good. But there is little he could do to help the sorcerer while their enemies still lived. "Otiroth! Stay strong, shadow-brother...or else make peace with whoever you pray to and may they speed your voyage to the realm you have earned!"

He is a pompous man perhaps, but a steadfast one. Essithea, grant that he may live and I will sate you well, as you please it...?

Striking at the ensnared spider, Dain drives his blade downwards point first, seeking to pinion the creature through its head.

"Join your damnable master, vile web-spinning beast!"

<15 to strike, at advantage>
<10 damage x 2 due to ensnarement? If so, 20 damage>
 

Otiroth

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Otiroth: Four sides

Otiroth's hands were shaking something fierce... he very nearly lost his feet in fact, but somehow, managed then not to swoon.

"Filthy... vermin..." he spat.

Look at his sleeve! He didn't have anything to stitch that with down here!

Three bolts sprang from his fingertips, darting around the cleric towards that miserable rat.

<Spellcasting- magic missile- 9 damage total>
 

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The ripping constraint of brambles and thorns keep the spider at bay, still and unskittering long enough for Dain's fatal skewering. One hard push down, and the beast turns silent, it's legs drawing inwards, a great ugly head bowed in blood soaked shame.

Ah ha! Between the half-orc's legs Otiroth has spotted an opportunity for revenge! His magical darts zip in like falling stars, impacting nicely on the rodent’s furry hide. But still it lives! More tricks up the vermin's sleeve?

Before your very eyes the rat morphs, it's shape shrinking and darkening, as through foul magic it changes form. Small black wings beat. Tiny red eyes glare. A raven! Quick, Carthum it is taking flight!

<Blindness from color spray has ended. Carthum may have an attack of opportunity now against the bird before it makes the rest of its turn.>
 
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A... shape-shifting rat?

There is clearly more going on here than meets the eye, but it is no longer the time for contemplation! The half-oec's mace swings savagely once more, although this is a very different target!

<To hit w/ advantage=13, damage 8>
 

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The priest almost misses this time, but Suru is on his side! The mace manages to wave above Carthum's head and smack against the airborne bird. It really should be dead by now, but the priest is correct in his suspicions. This wasn't some overfed naturally occurring phenomenon, corrupted by a fiend's desires. It was born this way. Evil and spilling over with trickery!

It tumbles a little in shock, and then heavily beats its raggy wings, soaring along the passage's ceiling. Damn it is fast! Twice as fast as any mere mortal on foot. The retreat is hasty and vigorous.

Rounding the bend to the west, it soars above Annit and the exit she protects, before flapping off into the darkness.

"Dammit!"
Annit mutters. No time to skewer it with an arrow. There are other things to worry about, was that movement ahead? Did she hear something?

"I've got a bad feeling about this..."

As the last of the summoned creatures leave the scene, Metea begins to feel a more normal sensation in her fingers, then her palm, and finally her delightful phalanges are released from the wall's grasp!

<Combat is resolved. Lots of XP coming your way soon.>
 
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Metea

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Metea: four sides

Metea slowly pulls her hand free; the hand print is sweaty no doubt, but she is perhaps lucky to not have lost a layer of skin! Hmph. She had learned a bit about wards, perhaps, but nothing her great patron did not already know!

"Otiroth!" She rushes over to him, to try and support him. "How are you still standing?" It's even nastier up close...

Maybe he should sit down?
 

He should sit down!

Carthum had taken another swing at the raven as it flew off, but it was too quick and he was already pushing his luck with his last swing! Now he returned to Metea and Otiroth- glad to see his sister, less so to see all that swelling.

"That was brave, mage. Foolish, but brave," Carthum admitted grudgingly. "Cure wounds!"

It was not enough to erase all of the damage, but enough to perhaps save Otiroth's arm!

<Spell casting: cure wounds, roll of 6>
 

Jeovanna

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Jeovanna sheathed her blade as the raven flew off- though somewhat reluctantly. She could not help but feel that the fight wasn't over.

"Let us check on Annit, and the dwarf," Jeovanna said, just to make it clear that she wasn't chasing off after the raven. She hadn't seen Annit during the fight, and assumed that she had gone to tend the dwarf. It seemed her suspicion was correct- she would pull the dwarf back amongst the others.

Otiroth's injury looked bad indeed- but Carthum was already tending to him.
 

daindarkspring

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Dain - Four Sides

With a grunt, Dain pulled his blade free of the spider. "Dangle death no more." He muttered.

Calling forth thorn and bramble upon my foes...this is power. Even in the darkest depths, you are with me. I will gladly walk the gloomy places for you...

Briefly, he ran his eyes up and down his sword. Did it look more familiar to him now? He believed so. Images of it, cast in dreamy shadows, crossed through his mind. It was being held aloft, against a grainy grey sky...banners fluttered in the wind...there were eyes that met his...but then the memory fell apart like broken glass and he was back in the cavern. His torch flickered and spat embers.

He turned his head and nodded at Jeovanna as she headed to retrieve the dwarf. Then he watched as the unnatural raven flapped and fluttered away. There was nothing he could do, other than run after it and probably perish in the futile attempt.

Quickly jogging over to Otiroth, Dain knelt to assist if he could. His mind was obviously on other things, however. "We should keep moving. If that bird went to find more foul friends, let them at least have to find us before they strike."

<Medicine skill check = 5>
 
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Otiroth

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Otiroth still wavered on his feet a bit... but Carthum's magic helped. A lot. He'd swallow and manage a smile in response- which became real enough. "Brave and foolhardy. That's me," he echoed.

He'd let Dain take a look as well.... but the ranger was right. They could not linger here too long.

"I don't think... would be much good... to turn back. The imp must've come from that passageway... J-Jeovanna, Dain, did you get a good look at the other path? Is it something we could sneak through, with one of Metea's illusions?"

He smiled at her, at least. She came through yet again.
 

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With the healing touch of Carthum's Suru-empowered hand, Otiroth's wound appears to stabilize. This is good news, as not all poisons are as accommodating as this! Dain's inspection of the injury brings little more to light, other than the need for the area to be well protected, and either left to heal naturally or sped up a little through magical means. It hurts, but Otiroth will live!

Annit offers the barbarian a smile as she joins the guard duty of the western exit.

"Is everyone alright?" She asks. "That sounded intense. Listen with me if you will, I think we are not yet alone. Should we check?"

The rogue isn't wrong. There are sounds of stirring down there, in the red coal pock-marked space, and they aren't just the sounds of a raven in retreat.

 

Metea

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Metea sidled ever closer to Otiroth, were that possible. "Come on... we'll get that clean, and in a splint, and you'll barely notice it's there."

She'd wrap her tail around Otiroth. She had this! Well, she had a spare shirt in her pack, which was probably clean- and if it weren't, Otiroth could clean it. They'd manage this in no time!

"I could probably create a cloud of smoke around us. Or fog. Hm, perhaps someday, I would be able to make us look like that imp and his friends..."

She should really focus on Otiroth!
 

Carthum One-Tusk: Four sides

Carthum returned to his pack. Dug around in it before he found one of the healer's kits that had been given to him by the church. A cautious eye towards materials, meant that maybe he could safely take some extra padding without risking its usefulness too much...

"Here, Metea. Wrap the wound in this first," he'd toss his sister a couple pads that appeared to be made out of some kind of cloth and plant fiber weave. "It will wick away any pus."

Maybe that would get her tail off of him?

They should probably check on Jeovanna and Annit... and the dwarf.

<Medicine check=22>
 

Jeovanna

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Jeovanna: Four sides

Jeovanna is silent for a moment in response to Annit. She holds her breath. Listens. Focuses everything on the noises beyond.

"It is waking them up," Jeovanna murmurs. It is just a guess, but what else could it be? "The creatures in the webs."

A slow nod. "We move with the pack behind us," she murmurs. But she had left something back on the battlefield, anyway. She wants a better look, before she returns to the others.

The barbarian steps lightly for a woman of her size, retracing steps that she and Dain had already crept upon. She wants a better look. Four eyes are better than two, and she would not mind Annit and her bow at her back.

<Perception check=15>
<Stealth check=22>
 

daindarkspring

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Dain

Dain watched Carthum work between looking around for danger. "We need to hurry." He reminded them. "This crossroads is a poor place to rest."

Going through the spider lair would be risky. The path after the evil rat bird might be better.
 

Otiroth

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Otiroth: Four sides

Suddenly, Otiroth felt much better!

The sling would do for now, and Otiroth nodded at the suggestion. "Let's take a look," he agreed, as so far, none of them had gotten eyes on that other path.

They could try and creep over- if the sure-footed ranger didn't want to take a look solo- but Otiroth was still a bit unsteady, so hardly all that sneaky...

<If he accompanies, stealth check =9>
 

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Although Otiroth's injury isn't a typical flesh wound, Carthum's medical training still comes in handy.

Old Varillo Kalitus, the wisest surgeon in Suru's church, gave rare lessons to the younger recruits in the ways of nontraditional healing. Not so much spells and ancient arts, but direct physical measures that might save a life. The teachings were always entertaining, if not a little gruesome, and Varillo wasn't your typical priest of the faith either. The elder demanded discipline and focus from his students, and wasn't afraid of dishing out punishment for non-attentiveness. A jab with a staff to the back of the head usually kept the more mischievous of students in line.

Where Var obtained his "specimens" was often a dinnertime debate among the students. Body parts, tissue, bones and sometimes venomous creatures. Carthum listened well! As many different poisons as creatures to deliver them, and the first few moments of physical reaction often held the key to recovery. The priest has acted swiftly. The wound will surely heal, and the travel of poison throughout the sorcerer's body has been prevented. Perhaps, even old Var would smile at his work.

Meanwhile, Annit nods respectfully to the barbarian. She wants to look further? Then so be it. Bow at the ready, she walks by Jeovanna's side with silent steps. The barbarian certainly has a kind of grace to her, and it is inspiring to see such a hefty woman move with the cunning of a cat... or hyena on the prowl. Not wanting to make a fool of herself, Annit too keeps the sound levels down as they proceed.

The turn to the right as before, and the area of stone pillars and red-hot holes in the floor awaits. Standing at the entrance to the area it appears that little has changed. Then they hear it.

Clickyclick.


Something is definitely out there in the dark, beyond the range of the torch. Then the sound stops.

"It might have seen us," Annit whispers.

<Annit stealth check = 22
Post for rest of team coming soon, just gotta confirm some stuff>
 


Metea

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Metea didn't seem to want to let Otiroth out of her sight... sure, her feathery tail couldn't deflect rat bites or demon claws, but she felt better with him by her side! At least until he got that weird look out of his eyes...

"Come on," she said, "let those two take a look... we shouldn't get too far apart. Do you want to take a look at the monsters? Will that help you feel better?"

A quick look at the spider at least. If it had also been a shapeshifting creature... was some hint of what it really was in its horrible slashed up carapace? Worth a peek! So long as Otiroth didn't go stumbling down one of those tunnels unprotected!

<Investigation/arcana check 15/16>
 

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