Fotíste ti Nýchta: Illuminate the Night

[Seraph Darkfire]

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"Keep in mind that I am the Dungeon Master and if you continue to annoy me, I may have to Destroy you."

Dungeon Master Seraph Darkfire Location: Dungeon of the Final Keep

Mentions: IAmAlpharius bh18 MagicalSnow07 ArbitraryC W WindCrystal

Mood: Ready to Begin.

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Finrich/Glen
Glen's heightened senses pick up on the sound of someone yelling, the voice seems to be calling to see if anyone else is around. It sounds like a woman yelling.

Lia/Ashley
Lia listening at the door hears no response, however, she is capable of hearing the sound of water coming from the other side of the door.

Damaia/Erin
Erin puts her ear up to the door. Then she begins to hear breathing right next to her ear, it sounds so close! Oh wait, that is her own breathing. However, just barely over her breathing can she hear the sound of someone yelling down the hallway.

Mourn/Casey
Casey is perfectly capable of hearing the echoes from their shout bounce off the walls as it comes back. The number of echoes shows that each hallways travel quite a bit.

Prenma/Jen
Prenma's sharpened elf ears picks up the sound of someone yelling. She can barely make out the content. Someone is calling for other people, though the voice sounds feminine.

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[bh18]

Sounds like my new rogue, Glen thought as he released Jen. "Well when I left my cell there was a left turn I never took." He suggested, then heard the sound of a woman calling for anyone. "It doesn't sound dangerous. Just like someone lost, not sure where she is and looking for anyone else. Kinda like us..."

 

[WindCrystal]

"Um, then...." Jen hesistated, and when no one else seemed to move, took a step or two in the direction she thought she heard the voice echoing from. It felt... odd to be the one in front. "Come on then, I guess."

 

[IAmAlpharius]

Erin glanced in the direction of the yelling, down the long hallway. The way she saw it, she had two options: try to open the door and possibly find another monster, therefore dying, or go down the hallway toward the shouting, and possibly find another monster, therefore dying.

...Okay now the pros?

Well, Through the door could be the exit, or more people, or... evidence lockup? Down the hall... more people?

But what if the people were guards?

The door it was.

Damaia took a close look at the door, looking carefully at the mechanism, then stood back and cast Fire Bolt right at the door.

[Fire Bolt! To hit: 15 Damage: 2]

 

[MagicalSnow07]

Ashley heard the water running and turned the knob, to check if the door was unlocked, and surprisingly it was.

She turned and yelled out to Casey "There's an unlocked door over here, I'm going to check it out".

She didn't know if they heard her, but she pushed in on the door and went inside, holding her bow tightly at her side and bracing herself for what was next to come.

 

[ArbitraryC]

Frowning as they found only echoes in reply, Casey/Mourn backed from the intersection to follow Ashley, "Is there? Be careful!"

 

[Seraph Darkfire]

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"Forget not that the earth delights to feel your bare feet and the winds long to play with your hair."

Fahalil (Alexander) Location: Dungeon of the Final Keep

Mentions:

Mood: Worried

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Alex smiled as he watched Jen take command. It was kind of the roll of either the tank or the face to do the leading, after the scout had done a quick check of the. He clapped his hands as he followed her "I wish we had a proper way of keeping time" he said "Some kind of clock would be nice" he frowned as he thought about it. Each 'Round' in a campaign was dependent on the circumstances. In battle, a single round could be in seconds. Outside, it could be hours. It was hard to think about, but he was quite sure that it'd taken him at least thirty or so minutes to break out of his cell. Maybe an hour or so had passed since he'd first spotted Jen. After another thirty minutes, Glen had shown up...time was kind of wonky here. Nearly two hours had passed from the time he woke up to now.

It was a bit confusing. But it was good to keep a mental clock so he knew exactly how much time passed. If this world was based on a campaign setting, then time may jump ahead without them noticing it had passed. That was kind of unsettling.

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[Seraph Darkfire]

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"Keep in mind that I am the Dungeon Master and if you continue to annoy me, I may have to Destroy you."

Dungeon Master Seraph Darkfire Location: Dungeon of the Final Keep

Mentions: IAmAlpharius bh18 MagicalSnow07 ArbitraryC W WindCrystal

Mood: Ready to Begin.

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Finrich/Glen
Currently Awaiting Decision.

Lia/Ashley
As Lia steps into the room, she finds it to be a large bathing area, possibly designed for the guards of the dungeon. Directly ahead of her, in the center of the surprisingly clean water, so clean she could probably drink it, is a large fountain of a serving maid. Water flowed from a pitcher she held. At the edges of the pool are pillars. She can see a few buckets used for washing on the left side of the pool an a large gate like object near them. Ahead of the gate is another door.

On the far side of the pool is what appears to be a small opening from which clean water flows from. On both sides of the small river that comes from the opening are a statue of a wizard and fighter. Further to the right are a few mirrors catching the light of the torches strewn around.

Spoiler: Bathing Room

Damaia/Erin
The knob of the door quickly breaks and the door pops open. Fortunately, despite her current status, she was able to aim well enough that she didn't set the door on fire. As the door opens, she catches glimpse of several tall bookcases. Further into the room shows many other bookcases. At her current angle she could barely see a few tables beyond the bookcases.

Spoiler: Library

Mourn/Casey
As Casey watches Ashley step into the room she'd opened, he turns back to observe the hallways for any sign of a person. Then a thought occurs to him. He'd just allowed a party member to enter an unknown room where there may or may not be enemies. As the Paladin and for the most part, Tank, it probably isn't a good idea to leave the squishy ranged user alone.

Prenma/Jen
Currently Awaiting Decision

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[bh18]

Glen nodded and followed, allowing Jen to take the lead. "Yeah a clock would be nice. Down here you can't tell where the sun is at." While he was talking, he kept a watch around them, even on the ceiling.

Perception: 14

 

[ArbitraryC]

Mourn peeked inaide, then stepped fully into the bathhouse.

"Odd," Casey felt the words welling up from somewhere that wasn't he, "To build such a place right beside the cells. Too fancy to be for prisoners, too far from the barracks to be use for guards. Unless the barracks is right around the corner, but then is yet another peculiar choice."

Mourn shook their head as Casey seized the reins again, "want to look around here a bit, or keep going?"

 

[MagicalSnow07]

"I suppose we can look around" Ashley said "I didn't expect there to be a bathhouse here, I was kind of hoping this was the way out" she walked around the edge of the pool just taking in her surroundings.

"There doesn't seem to be too much in this room though" she added.

 

[IAmAlpharius]

Damaia let out a quiet gasp at the scene. A large library, mostly dilapidated like the rest of the interior, but a library all the same.

Maybe, just maybe, there would be some useful books left in reasonable condition.

Her tail whipped narrowly behind her as She cautious made to enter the room, looking around carefully.
[perception: 6]

 

[WindCrystal]

Jen gave merely a hum of agreement, too focused on looking around them all to give a thought-out response. That, and trying not to trip and fall flat on her face in front of these two. It was a dumb concern, given, you know, the frickin' dungeon and everything, but being followed and watched as the line leader was a novel experience that fit as well as a too-loose shoe. When she reached the end of the hall, she pressed herself against one wall and peered out, scanning for trouble.

 

[Seraph Darkfire]

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"Forget not that the earth delights to feel your bare feet and the winds long to play with your hair."

Fahalil (Alexander) Location: Dungeon of the Final Keep

Mentions:

Mood: Curious

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Alex watched the two of them before noticing that Glen was keeping a close eye on everything. It took him a moment to realize that he was looking for danger. It hadn't occurred to him that danger would be lurking in already observed areas. Which was a stupid thought, he himself had used new monsters in old areas before. With a quick look around, he found that he didn't spot anything

This led him to wonder about the giant twenty sided die he saw before waking up here 'What if our actions are being rolled? Or is it more of a automatic thing?' it worried him somewhat, that perhaps his actions weren't completely under his control.

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[Seraph Darkfire]

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"Keep in mind that I am the Dungeon Master and if you continue to annoy me, I may have to Destroy you."

Dungeon Master Seraph Darkfire Location: Dungeon of the Final Keep

Mentions: IAmAlpharius bh18 MagicalSnow07 ArbitraryC W WindCrystal

Mood: Ready to Begin.

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Finrich/Glen
Glen was the first to see it as they walked down the hallway past Alex's cell. Three strange shadows flickered around the corner, melding with the shadows of the wall. Due to Finrich's history of slinking through the shadows, he was able to barely notice the slight difference between real shadows and these things. However, they also noticed him and abandoned their stealth, bringing attention from the other two. They quickly moved into a triangular formation.

Lia/Ashley
Lia notices something strange moving towards her from inside the pool. It takes her a moment to realize that it is a rather large Crocodile. She is able to move out of the way before it climbs up onto the bathing room floor, glaring at her as if it was upset that she noticed it.

Damaia/Erin
As Erin moves into the Library, she doesn't notice much thanks to her wounds.

Mourn/Casey
Following the elf ranger into the room, Casey is a bit further so he notices the Crocodile almost at the same time as Ashley does. Fortunately, he is far enough back that he doesn't need to move. Mourn's protective nature kicks in, spurring them into motion.

Prenma/Jen
Prenma is more concerned with not falling on her face and doesn't notice the creatures show up until they make themselves known. It was fortunate that Glen was paying attention or they could have been ambushed.

Combat 1: Finrich, Fahalil, Prenma
Initiative Order
Shadow 2
Shadow 3
Finrich
Shadow 1
Fahalil
Prenma

Shadow 2 makes the first move, shooting towards Glen in a direct line. Strangely enough, it stops about halfway down the hallway and just rests there, as if staring at the group, it's body undulating like smoke.

Shadow 3, also moves forwards, stopping just shy of the first one to move. Strangely, it too has also paused near the center of the hallway, as if waiting for something.

Even stranger than the first two, the last shadow remaining doesn't even move, remaining in it's starting spot like a statue.

Finrich finds that he wasn't able to move until the first two Shadows finished.

After Finrich's turn, the final Shadow, Shadow 1 moves up to the same place as the other two.

Lia and Fahalil suddenly found themselves frozen to the spot, like a great force was holding them in place. While they were able to move their bodies and talk, they couldn't move a single step out.

Currently, the group is around forty feet away from all Shadows.

Combat 2: Mourn, Lia
Initiative Order
Mourn
Lia
Crocodile

For some reason, the Crocodile makes no other movements after leaving the water and strangely enough, Lia finds herself glued to the spot she was standing in. Mourn however, has no such problem.

Currently, Lia is fifteen feet away from the Crocodile, Mourn is twenty five feet away from the Crocodile.
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[bh18]

When the shadows revealed themselves and stopped well short of them, Glen didn't panic so much as become very puzzled. He couldn't figure why the shadows wouldn't charge them while most of the group, save him, was unaware they were hiding nearby. It could've been a TPK!

Questions for later.

Glen moved to put Jen in front of him, because ranged fighters are never at the speartip of combat, drew the shortbow he didn't know was on him until his hand grasped it, and notched an arrow with practiced expertise, even though he'd never handled one in his life, then fired. The shadow seemed to undulate out of the way, allowing the arrow to sail past and impact the far wall.

"Ah shit."

Shortbow Attack 1 Arrow: 11 (Failure)
Arrows 19/20

 

[ArbitraryC]

Mourn saw the beast surging through the water and shouted a warning just after Ashley withdrew. Already Mourn was charging across the distance between them, winding the greatsword up for a swing.

In Casey's thoughts he knew that crocodiles were usually ambush predators. Stay away from their initial surge and they weren't much a threat. Mourn's thoughts on the matter were best summarized as-

"RAAAHHHH," Followed by a mighty swing of the blade aimed to slam the flat of the zweihander against the crocodiles head.

[[Intimidation 12. Greatsword attack 17, 8 slashing damage.]]

 

[MagicalSnow07]

Lia was breathing heavily after moving quickly to dodge out of the way of the crocodile.

She grabbed her longbow out of her equipment and quickly grabbed an arrow out of the quiver on her back. At first she couldn't move her feet, she could only watch as Mourn attacked the crocodile with her greatsword. Almost as soon as Mourns attack was over she felt the weight lift and she was able to move.

Lia stepped a few feet farther back, drawing her arrow tight and firing with her longbow.

[Long Bow Attack: 12. Piercing damage: 5]

19/20 Arrows Left

 

[Seraph Darkfire]

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"Forget not that the earth delights to feel your bare feet and the winds long to play with your hair."

Fahalil (Alexander) Location: Dungeon of the Final Keep

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Mood: Combat Ready!

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Fahalil felt his feet freeze as he tried to move forwards after they spotted the Shadows, he just couldn't move as he saw them coming closer. Then they stopped and he saw Glen take a shot towards one of the Shadows and miss spectacularly. Then he was free to move, he just knew it 'Initiative' he thought as he began to move when he froze again, though this time was a different reason. Knowledge jumped into his head "These Shadows are dangerous" he said to the others "Undead creatures actually, don't let them touch you or they'll sap out your strength, we need to hit them hard" he spun his staff and began to focus "Entangle" he murmured as he aimed the spell at the two closest ones.

Twisting vines shot up out of the stone ground and wrapped around the two creatures who struggled and for a moment, one of them seemed like it was going to get free but it was quickly held down by the vines and weeds. Fahalil found that he couldn't lose his concentration even a little bit, to do so would cause the spell to fail, and that'd be bad. By his estimate, the spell would hold for another round.

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[WindCrystal]

It wasn't just this... Initiative whatever, that had frozen Jen to her spot as she watched Glen fire and shadows writhe in Alex's vegetative grip. It was fear, confusion, the whole situation up to this point coming to a head and rooting her to the spot. Her breath itself seemed to freeze in her throat. And then suddenly Alex's turn was over, and adrenaline she had no part in making flooded through her, spurred her feet to action, and her hand flew to the handle of her blade on instinct and for some fucking reason she felt the desire to sing in the face of these nightmares, completely and totally insane--

Wait, wait no, not insane, she was a bard, Premna was a bard. Of course she wanted to sing, she was literally built to serenade enemies to death, not that that counted for a whole lot right now. The drive for song was there, but the ability to find words, form tunes, around this situation and into something that would inspire her comrades to victory, was distinctly absent, and Jen instead found herself scrambling to think of something else she could do to help. Words. She wasn't good at words, she thought, but it was better than trying to make thrash metal Twinkle Twinkle Little Star happen on the dulcimer.

"Glen!" She called, as she backstepped a few paces against the wall. Some tangled web of party schematics and bardic duty and who the hell cares pressing up from the back of her mind kept her from running to the back of the pack like she so wanted, but she sure as hell wasn't going to just stick around in front like that right now. Whatever she said next, she felt, was going to be both redundant and idiotic-- here these two were with weapons and magic and all she could think to do was scream encouragement-- but goddamn it, even if Jen sucked it was what Premna was built for. It was all she could think to do. Her voice cracked and the fact that the shadows were twisting in ways that didn't even resemble human rendered her brain near-articulate, but she poured her all into what words she had, desperately hoping that something would land, that the Inspiration she could see statted in the corner of her vision would take hold. "D-dude, you.. come on, I-I know you can aim better than that! I've seen what you did to the bottle toss at the state fair, you're a friggin' legend! Get your bow back up and end that thing, I know you can!"

Alright, maybe that was more tough love meets anime speech than true inspiration, but it was all she had. She could only hope it stuck as a stat boost, if not as true assistance.

 

[IAmAlpharius]

Damaia's smile grew as she walked further into the library. Surely, if this was here, there had to be something useful. She walked up to the first bookshelf she saw and looked closer.

 

[Seraph Darkfire]

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"Keep in mind that I am the Dungeon Master and if you continue to annoy me, I may have to Destroy you."

Dungeon Master Seraph Darkfire Location: Dungeon of the Final Keep

Mentions: IAmAlpharius bh18 MagicalSnow07 ArbitraryC W WindCrystal

Mood: Ready to Begin.

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Finrich/Glen
In Combat!

Lia/Ashley
In Combat!

Damaia/Erin
Damaia, looking around finds a strange book bound with bark with the words Feywild's Fauna burned into it's surface, the words laced with a velvety emerald color. It is an interesting book that may yield some knowledge. From it's title, it may have information on Fey animals.

Mourn/Casey
In Combat!

Prenma/Jen
In Combat!

Combat 1: Finrich, Fahalil, Prenma
Initiative Order
Shadow 2
Shadow 3
Finrich
Shadow 1
Fahalil
Prenma

Currently, all three shadows are incapable of moving thanks to Fahalil's entangle spell. Because of this, Finrich has a free shot towards one of them.

Because of Prenma's Bardic Inspiration, Finrich feels inspired.

Combat 2: Mourn, Lia
Initiative Order
Mourn
Lia
Crocodile

The Crocodile flinches from the attacks, an arrow sticking out of it's hide, before growling and snapping it's jaws at Mourn. The creature catches her by the leg, dealing seven points of damage. Fortunately, Mourn is able to wrench herself out of the Crocodile's mouth before it can get a decent grip on her.

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[ArbitraryC]

Mourn saw the blow coming but couldn't move. Something froze her, a spell? She railed against it until the hold broke, but by then it was too late. The jaws clamped down on her thigh, and though the chain mail spared Mourn from the worst it was an ill suited armor to protect one from the crushing bite.

Mourn jammed the blade down between the monsters jaws and pried, releasing herself, but the swing she made to follow it up was clumsy as she staggered on the wounded leg.

[[Greatsword 7 to hit, 9 slashing damage]]

 

[MagicalSnow07]

Lia gasped as her friend got attacked by the crocodile. Again, she couldn’t move until Mourn did her turn. She got worried seeing all the blood and the chunk of flesh taken out of Mourns leg.

“Are you okay???!?” She yelled.

After Mourn attacked, she got the feeling that she could move again and reached her arms up to pull out another arrow out of her quiver.

Lia aimed right for the center of the crocodiles head, taking a deep breath in 'please hit your mark' both Ashley and Lia thought together. She exhaled and released. Her arrow flying right past Mourn and at the crocodile.

[Long Bow Attack: 22. Piercing damage: 6]

18/20 Arrows Left

 

[IAmAlpharius]

The tiefling’s eyes lit up as both inhabitants caught sight of an interesting book. She reached up eagerly, taking the book from its shelf and tucking it in her pack for later perusal. She turned her attention further into the room, and moved toward the tables, glancing down the rows of shelves as she walked.