Who wants to be a Wayfinder? Part 1

[jkason]

Midian Rightson, human druid

(mew...4rth level means 2nd level spell! *shivers uncontrollably*)

Whisper edges closer, waving her own hand to clear the murk. "Midian, can you do something about Johan's wound? Best if we keep the fresh blood out of the water as much as possible I think..."

Midian, tears some of his shirt to make a makeshift bandage for his own zombie bite, saying "I'd agree. And salt water doesn't do anything for making these bites sting less."

"I'll take care of it," Johan says, as he lays his hands on himself, and a soft glow encompases the wound, and it heals.

Midian smiles. "Coming right along with those god-gifts, Sir Johan," he says.

He looks up to the trap door, biting his lip, then shakes his head. "Let's deal with this chest before we move onto a new room."

 

[Mista Collins]

He looks up to the trap door, biting his lip, then shakes his head. "Let's deal with this chest before we move onto a new room."

Before Midian can finish the statement, Seria is already over at the chest checking it carefully for any odd mechanisms or latches that might signify a trap.

If all is clear she will do whatever she can to unlock the chest and examine its contents.

 

[Shayuri]

"Careful," Whisper admonishes, keeping some distance between her and the chest.

"I sensed magic coming from that before the fight."

 

[SelcSilverhand]

Seria looks over the chest for a moment before beginning to fiddle with the locks. It takes her nearly two minutes before she is able to open both locks and remove the chains. Grasping the lid, she starts to lift it when suddenly tendrils of darkness emerge from the gap. They strike her arms once and vanish. Seria starts to leap back but then stiffens and topples over. The water around her darkens and you can taste something foul.

OOC
[SBLOCK]
Seria Search (1d20+11=19)

8 attempts to open the two locks

Seria Fortitude (1d20+1=11)
[/SBLOCK]

Seria
[SBLOCK]
The tendrils were cold, and when they touched you pain shot through your body. When they vanished you felt numb all over and now you find yourself unable to move or speak.
[/SBLOCK]

 

[Shayuri]

"Shavrath," Whisper curses. "Everyone stay PUT for a moment!"

She casts Detect Magic and surveys the chest, the water around it, and Seria.

 

[jkason]

Seria looks over the chest for a moment before beginning to fiddle with the locks. It takes her nearly two minutes before she is able to open both locks and remove the chains. Grasping the lid, she starts to lift it when suddenly tendrils of darkness emerge from the gap. They strike her arms once and vanish. Seria starts to leap back but then stiffens and topples over. The water around her darkens and you can taste something foul.

Midian follows Whisper's command, unsure if what he saw was actual darkness or a dark creature. He rifles through his mind trying to think of paralytic aquatics as he waits to hear from their sorcerer.

[sblock=OOC]Wasn't sure if "tendrils of darkness" and "vanish" were literal or just descriptive. So, in case this is a critter and not a spell, I'll throw a Know: Nature check in there (+8)[/sblock]

 

[SelcSilverhand]

Whisper
[SBLOCK]
You detect several auras. On the surface of the chest is a faint aura of Necromancy, but it is nearly obscured by a strong aura of the same school leaking out from inside the chest. Seria is surrounded by a cloud of Necromancy. It seems to be centered on her and radiating out several feet. There are also 6 transmutation auras emanating from inside the chest.
[/SBLOCK]

 

[Shayuri]

"There's still magic around her," the sorceress says grimly.

"It may just be residual, but lets not take chances. Necromantic...it might be negative energy. Midian, do you have any healing spells, or magic that channels positive energy? If not, we'll have to work out a way to move her without touching her, or that magical field."

 

[SelcSilverhand]

OOC - forgot to answer Midian's question. To clarify, the tendrils were the result of a spell effect, not an actual creature in the chest. When they vanished, they faded away, not withdrew back inside.

 

[jkason]

Midian Rightson, human druid

"There's still magic around her," the sorceress says grimly.

"It may just be residual, but lets not take chances. Necromantic...it might be negative energy. Midian, do you have any healing spells, or magic that channels positive energy? If not, we'll have to work out a way to move her without touching her, or that magical field."

The druid pulls the healing wand from his belt. "I have this," he offers. "Should I try 'healing' that dark water, do you think?"

He grimaces a moment and says under his breath, "Knew I should have paid more attention in spellcraft classes..."