The Lamentation of Lolth - Chapter IV

[hippocrachus]

Having fished his martial flotsam out of the water, Calenthang starts the journey across the room to where the battle has been raging in his absence; a stoic expression tightly fitted to his face.
He will strike at Tyrinth using his newly aquired Vakar blade.
(AB: 8 Damage: 1d8+4)

 

[Jarval]

I really need to fix that leak in the roof... Hold on, I did that a year ago... Andreas thinks as his head goes under the water. His brain struggles to tell him to wake up, fighting against the naga's magic.

 

[kirinke]

Teleri curses, turning the air blue with vulgarity and continues to fire arrows. Most of her insults involve the naga's dubious parentege and the rest concerns the foul sewers she has found herself in.

 

[Seonaid]

Chastity cries out at the shock of the naga's magical attack, but steels herself quickly and resumes her pursuit. As long as the naga looks strong and defiant, she will continue to attack.

 

[Verbatim]

Looking down at Andreas, Ayden could not believe that the spell's grip upon the sorcerer was stronger than his bodies' natural desire to live.

~Shades and damnation...how what manner of sorcery is this that she wields...~

Lifting the thoroughly drenched mage out of the water, Ayden sighed as he realized that rousing the mage was a futile effort.

As he reached this realization he watched as Chasity charged foward once more, a greenish liquid dripping from her shoulder.

~I must help those who need it the most...~

"Forgive me Andreas, but I have to help the others now..."

Dragging the sleeping body behind him, Ayden began walking towards the others, drawing the healing wand as he walked.

 

[Majin]

Ayden begins to drag Andreas with him, as he tries to make it to his friends to lend a helping hand. Calenthang tries to close the distance between himself and the naga as fast as he can, but unfortunately Tyrinth has retreated far enough back in the passageway as to be just barely out of his reach.

Teleri's arrow hits her target, resulting in the last remaining duplicate of the naga to go pop. Tyrinth, to her eternal regret, is put off guard by the loss of her last mirror image. Having only one target left to attack, Chastity, in great pain from the acid, lets out a swing filled with painful rage. In a shocked expression that is doomed to never leave her face, Tyrinth's neck is severed clean off by the force of the blow! (Crit! 23 damage!)

The next few moments are spent in utter chaos. Tyrinth's massive snake-like body begins flopping and splashing in it's death throes, Drogo's summoned porpoise disappears in a shimmering mist, and Chastity is hit by another bolt of searing pain as the acid of Tyrinth's last spell affects her again. (5 damage)

Andreas as well regains his wits and begins with a start, splashing and kicking in the water at the feeling of someone clutching on to him.

As soon as it started though the scene is quick to return calm as Tyrinth's body gives it's last spasm, and slowly sinks to the bottom of the water. All is quiet...

 

[Verbatim]

Watching as Tyrinth's headless body thrashed in the pool, Ayden could not believe the strength of those he travelled with.

~Truly Uncle, you have placed me among those whose names will one day be legends...~

A sudden thrashing and grabbing of his hand caught Ayden off guard, and as he looked behind him to the now very awake Andreas, Ayden tried to help his companion up.

"The naga's spell placed you in slumber like state my friend, I apologize for the drastic measures I took to wake you, but I honestly did not know how to fight against her sorcery. For my failure in this, I do apologize..."

Bowing his head slightly, Ayden turned back to Chasity and approached her with a concerned look on his face.

"Lady Chasity, you took the brunt of the naga's attack and I am sorry I could not get here sooner. However, I will not let you suffer any longer."

Touching the wand to the damaged skin, Ayden invoked the healing power within and smiled as the harm caused by the spell was undone.

 

[Velmont]

"Don't be so silly Ayden. You don't have anything to apologize. You are not the only spellcaster, and none are strong enough to undo that spell. We beat that snake, and you did nothing to hinder us. So stop being so stupid. You are in a group, which mean you won't be usefull all the time.

Dunstand, give me a hand, we will see if there is no trace of something else here. Start with the body, as you like that so much to loot."

Sielwoodan put his bow on his shoulder and start to inspect the room, for anything unusual. (Small cahe, odd activities, anything that isn't normal.)

 

[Verbatim]

As the archer's stinging, regardless of whether or not Sielwoodan meant them to be, words sunk in, Ayden nodded simply and approached Tyrinth's floating head slowly, as if he expected it to suddenly begin chanting once more and launch another volley of spells their way.

~Naamani will like proof that her sister has been slain, and I can think of no better proof than this.~

Taking off his cloak, Ayden wrapped the head in the material and tied it as tightly as he could before placing it into the bag at his waist. The macabre deed done, Ayden turned back to make sure the others were okay.

"As Sielwoodan was kind enough to remind me, I can not be useful all the time, but now is one of the moments that I can. Does anyone else recquire any aide? Just because we have defeated Tyrinth, it does not mean that she does not have other guardians in her lair and we can not afford to be weakened if we can help it."

While he waits to see if any were in need of healing, Ayden's thoughts of other guardians took him down a different path.

"Master Dunstand, it seems that you favor blades that are light and quick, and as such, may I offer you a blade that we took from the former Mayor of this town? We know it possesses an enchantment of some kind, and with the foes we will face down here a mystery, perhaps it would be better served in someone's hands, vice this bag on my side."

To prove his point, Ayden reaches into the magical bag and pulls the sword out, offering it to the scout if he would take it.

 

[Jarval]

Andreas coughs as a wakes, looking surprised at the water all around him.

"Agggh! The inn's flooded..." He slowly took in the cave and the naga's body as Ayden helped him back to his feet.

"The naga's spell placed you in slumber like state my friend, I apologize for the drastic measures I took to wake you, but I honestly did not know how to fight against her sorcery. For my failure in this, I do apologize..."

"Not to worry, I feel quite refreshed actually." He grins. "I see I missed all the excitement. I take it we did alright?" He nods towards the headless body.