Yttermayn's "Saga of the Dragon Cult" (IC) 2

[Scott DeWar]

[player knowledge] sure! A couple of ways![/player knowledge]

ic: "Hmmmmm .. .. .."

Knowledge arcana: 1d20+8=16
'is there a way to dispel being turned to stone?'

[does John know of the following spells?]
dispel magic [lv 3]
if a curse, remove curse [lv 4]
polymorph? [lv4]
break enchantment [lv 5]
disintegr .. .. .. oops
stone to flesh [lv 6] <<--- reverse of what he knows possible
limited wish [lv 7]
polymorph any object [lv 8]
wish [lv9]

or would he know if flesh to stone emanate magic?

 

[Yttermayn]

Assuming John casts detect magic, there is a blindingly powerful transmutation aura lingering here. Judging by the strength, John guesses that counter magic powerful enough to affect it would be well beyond his current abilities.

 

[Scott DeWar]

Assuming John casts detect magic, .. .. ..

ooc: that's doable

.. .. .. there is a blindingly powerful transmutation aura lingering here. Judging by the strength, John guesses that counter magic powerful enough to affect it would be well beyond his current abilities.

"Hmmmm. Replies John, He speaks a few quick syllables and suddenly he cries out, covering his eyes from some invisible assault, "Its too strong! too bright!!" His breath is raspy as he dismisses the spell, "The magic that did this, to undo it is way beyond my imagination!"

 

[Leif]

Grok, Half-Orc L2 Cleric of Pelor, HP 20/20, AC 17

"John take deep drink from Grok's skin and him forget the pain of what him saw right fast. Here," says Grok, helping Jon to get a drink, and almost drowning him in Orc Liquor in the process. "Dat good for what ails John. Him see." John feels as if someone has poured flaming lava down his throat, but beneath the heat and agony lies a very distinct flavor of utter foulness that he will not soon forget. "Grok understand. No speak now. John thank Grok later and Grok give John another good swig."

 

[Helfdan]

Roderic looks grimly around the room. "What more devilry can we find in this hellish caverns? Shall we head for the door at the far end?"

 

[Scott DeWar]

"*heave* No No, grok, *cough gag cough sputter gag heave* John good now." His face caught between being green and gray as he gasps for his life. if he sees grock move that flask toward him again .. .. .. ugh! he stumbles over to Rodrick "oh the gods! that tasted like it actually came from HIS skin!"

 

[Leif]

Grok, Half-Orc L2 Cleric of Pelor, HP 20/20, AC 17

"No need for such thanks, John, you do same for Grok if me need. Roderick we go as soon as John ready."

 

[Scott DeWar]

*cough* *gag* *choke*
"Ready" he says hoarsely.

 

[Yttermayn]

There are two doors visible in this hall, one halfway down on the southern side, and one at the far, eastern end.

 

[Yttermayn]

John is unsure if the little wriggling black spots before his eyes are from the warped magic of this place, or from the Orcish swill that just invaded his gut.