Flashback, Neevis Loquiter – Pest Extermination
The small man at the desk looks up, returns the hand signal, and says, “Bubophis has never mentioned questioning my loyalty. If you’ve heard something I haven’t, please let me know.” Accalon studies the man, who hasn’t a trace of good within him, but his body is running rampant with a variety of minor diseases. He says “Asteral’s Doom? Ugh, I’ve never cared for transmitting disease through sex… I much prefer the sharing of wastes for that.” Accalon knows that some in his religion like to share diseases by the consumption of one another’s waste products. “But I suppose if I had your looks, my perceptions might be different.”
He says “The Doom certainly is a nasty one, though, not one I would want. I prefer ones with more time to feel their effects. You picked the wrong one if you’re wanting people to survive it. Hmmm… let me think.” After a few moments of careful consideration, he says “You can get the typical disease preventatives, like Echin weed, or the more powerful, Echin extract, but those help fight off the disease, probably killing it, although a few lucky souls wind up becoming carriers. A better choice for you might be Joskar’s Aberrance; it’s used by some tribes of berserkers dwarves, although they probably have it at Elixander’s Elixirs here in town. What it does is makes any disease or poison that attacks a person’s body instead work on the person’s mind. The brain is much more complex than the body, and so can take a lot more damage. Any poison or disease invariably causes some madness, sometimes minor, sometimes full-blown psychotic behavior. The dwarven berserkers don’t care that much; they’d prefer going mad to having some disease make a limb drop off.”
“There’s one other choice, but you won’t find it in town easily. There’s a magic gauntlet, some call it the Hand of Bubophis; we’ve been searching for it for years, but no one’s sure where it’s at. Lots of theories though, among our worshippers. You should come to our next congregation. Anyway, it’s function is very simple; it allows the wearer to transfer any effects of disease he’s taken to someone else he touches with the gauntlet. Your target could survive indefinitely with that and enough creatures to use the gauntlet on.”
“Anyway, our next meeting is in three days, and any servant of Bubophis is welcome. We meet in the city sewers.” He gives more specific directions, then adds with a sickening smile, “Just be sure to bring a full bladder.”
Current (actually, a little later than the Boone fight), through the alleys of Taeirn
Alicia hears the young man in the window say “Aw, damn, they’re running away.” The half-ogre and the dwarf make it around another building out of sight of their would-be attacker, then Girdra says “That potion will last almost an hour. And it should just take 20 minutes or so to get where we’re going, so go ahead, drink up.” Alicia gulps the green liquid, and feels dizzy just for a second. That clears up, but when she looks down, she sees her skin and clothes have taken on the color of the brown dirt at her feet. She hurries after the dwarf, who warns her she still needs to try to be sneaky, as the half-ogre can still be seen, just not as easily.
They reach the end of an alley, and Girdra stops and points to a building across the street with a large glass window in the front. The building has a sign that reads “Max’s Martial Training School.” The dwarf says “Alright, a wagon is going to pull up to that building,” she looks up at the sun, “soon. It will have potions in it, lots of them. But I’m not sure what sort of protections it might have. But it won’t be protected anywhere near as well as the potion shop would be. Now, it’s up to you, but I think someone will come out from that building with money to buy the potions, so if you wait for that, you can take both.” She looks at the large window and says “That’s odd. There’s usually more people in there than this, at this time of day. I’m going to go inside and check it out. Now, this last bit is important… if I come out while you’re taking the stuff, you have to act like you don’t know me. OK? We don’t know each other at all. This is going to work out well, I think.” With that, she starts to head out of the alley towards the building.
[OOC Not sure If Alicia could have read the sign, but she’s not a barbarian, so I guess she has literacy]
Current, Outside Boone’s Antiques
[OOC NPCing T’aria… hopefully its not something she wouldn’t have done]
T’aria, still sneaking up on the two men, realizes their about to attack Sunedilar, if given the chance. Stealthily she moves up to the nearer one, drawing her rapier, and stabbing at the man’s back. Unfortunately, his leather armor deflects the unseen blow, and he is unharmed, and both turn and now see the half-demon.
[Move Silently rolled 15+9-5(for full move)=19, success. Attack rolled 3+9=AC 9, missed his flatfooted AC]
The man T’aria attacked says to his friend “We have to kill this bitch; help me with her, then we’ll get the warrior.” But the other man says “Hey, I told Hex and now I’ll tell you. I ain’t fighting no women. My mother was a woman.” With that, the ‘chivalrous’ man steps up to Sunedilar, attacking with his short sword, and his fellow, yells at him “Everyone’s mother was a woman, you idiot!”. He curses his friend’s attitude, decides it’s better to drop one opponent first, so he moves closer and attacks the warrior as well. Even though Sunedilar is slowed down by the pasty substance, he manages to avoid both attacks.
In one quick motion, Aligor drops his bow and pulls out his urgrosh, still lightly glowing although not quite as noticeable in the sunlight. Unfortunately the man he’s fighting, although hurt, is still quick on his feet, and avoids the dwarven weapon. Bane continues to bite at the man, but his nimbleness is still with him, and the dog just snaps at air.
[Aligor rolled 5+7=AC 12, missed. Bane missed too.]
This man decides to attack the dog before following after his master, and swings his sword hard, cutting deep into Bane’s belly; so deep that Bane lets out a final yelp as blood begins gushing from the wounded animal.
[The man got a critical hit on Bane, Bane took 11 points of damage. Bane is currently dying. He’ll get Fortitude saves each round until he stabilizes… or dies]
Meanwhile, Leeza moves to Aligor, first looking a bit sadly at the wounded dog, then saying to the dwarf “Look what you did to that poor animal! Making it fight like that. Give up now, let me slit your throat, and maybe I’ll heal the poor thing and nurse it back to health.” Obviously not expecting an answer, she stabs at Aligor with her short sword, but the weapon glances of his armor. Aligor is feeling pretty good about avoiding that blow… until he feels something sharp stab him in the back, almost through to his heart. He looks around and sees Hectaras just fade into view. The blond man says “Potions of Invisibility are really the most useful things, aren’t they?”
[Hectaras got a critical sneak attack! Poor Aligor, he took 16 points of damage]
Hex says “Now dwarf, you’re going to pay. Pay for taking my money and not doing what I paid you for. But worse than that, killing three of my men. And worst of all, trying to get the authorities after me. It’s a shame I can only kill you once.” Aligor, looking around for support, can’t see most of his allies. The only creatures visible to him, at the edge of the crystal shop, are Accalon, Azallin… and the resummoned fiendish dire bat.
Behind the crystal shop, Sunedilar sees that wizard’s spell is starting to form into energy. Energy coalescing into a large bat-shaped form. The warrior aims for Azallin’s throat, but the chain misses him by mere inches. The wizard finishes his incantation, and the energy becomes solid, in the form of a large red-tinted bat with a fifteen foot wingspan. Perhaps shocked by it’s sudden appearance, Accalon is unable to avoid it as the bat sinks it’s teeth into his shoulder. Azallin begins laughing. “You are all dead now!” He spends his time now avoiding any further attacks his way, letting his bat do his fighting for him.
[Sunedilar rolled 10+8-2=AC 16, missed. Accalon is hit by the bat for 7 points of damage. Azallin uses his action for full defense]
[Characters by initiative, damage:
Accalon, HPs:22/32
Lydia, HPs:10/20
T’aria, unhurt (probably; she’s at HPs: 5/13 with no healing)
Aligor, HPs:11/37
Bane, unhurt
Men with short swords, unhurt
Man on Aligor, very hurt
Leeza, unhurt
Sundilar, unhurt
Hectaras, unhurt
Azallin, very hurt
Fiendish dire bat, unhurt]
