Posted November 12, 2023
Durik stares perplexed at his Cudgel. "Did book teach bad? Oh.. maybe octopi need cut not smash!" Taking out his knife Durik approaches the octopus and stabs it. (roll dice)Tentacles wrap around his forearm with powerful suckers, cutting into it. (roll dice) Durik proceeds to cut the tentacles away from the body and this time throws the head and what is left of the body back out the gun port. He then turns towards another one.
Being woken up suddenly Kyp gets his bearings. Seeing if he can use his marine life influencing abilities to befriend the octopi or at least make them natural and not a threat. If possible lets try to not hurt the octopuses since they might not want to attack and are being influenced by another source. (Brilliant, Kyp!) However he also keeps his hand on the hilt of his blade in case things get ugly. Kyp concentrates, pulling on his abilities that he has used before (roll dice Luck card) The octopi all stop as if listening. The one on Mighty releases him immediately. It almost looks like a wave as each octopus begins to range down through a series of colors on its skin, until each is a much paler color and one by one they start towards the gun ports on their own, sending Kyp a deeply felt thank you for freeing them from the foul influence they were under.
Argy takes the magical lantern and goes again to the hallway, to see if some matey needs her help. (roll dice) The spiders around her touched by the lantern's outer ring of cold fire immediately curl up and die. She begins to follow the spiders down to Refyx's cabin, where she sees them going in the door.
Bellandra followed Argy and the spiders while keeping an eye on the shadowy something down the hallway but did not directly engage them until she saw what they were aiming to do - instead she tried to observe and puzzle out what the weakness of the shadowy thing could be. Along the way, she was ready to help Argy or anyone in need.
"What the blazes is that?!" - Count Karnstein asks semi-rhetorically, not expecting to hear actual answer at this very moment. At first he instinctively reaches for his saber but quickly realizes it might be futile attempt to fight this thing in conventional way. Hearing Clíodhna's command he turns and races out to bring the witch.
Assessing the situation, Aylar reasons that his cutlass would be nae much use against this creature. Keeping his distance, he quickly checks on the Ship, issuing a directive to ensure any Crew still in their cabins has a clear path to disengage, and attempt to seal or/and hinder any attackers in rooms if any Crew disengages and escapes. (roll dice) The Ship responds, but slowly and Aylar realizes another energy drain of some type is going somewhere. They are being attacked on multiple fronts at once. That done and having received additional warning from Clíodhna, he concentrates and attempts to channel protections of his charm magicks through their link, acting as a defensive support for her, while ready to dodge if attacked himself.
Clíodhna picked up Aylar's intent. 'Understood' she sent back to him through the link. Then she releases her own natural protection from herself while reinforcing his and deliberately leaves herself open, baiting the shadow creature in, taking the blows. Each blow leaves a dark mark upon her, but each time it marks her it loses an appendage. Aylar's support and Fey Charm are working, steadily weakening it.
Gilius was asleep when he heard pounding on his door, then he hears the Count yelling for him and others to help. He gets on his feet immediately and opens the door to check what was happening with all this noise. He spots the Count who just opened the Captain's door stand there then the Count turns and races out past him. Gilius goes and sees through the doorway a shadowy creature like no other. (roll dice) Thinking quickly, Gilius throws his remaining holy water on the shadowy creature just as the Count returns with Aeshma. (roll dice) The creature shudders and roils even more as it retreats somewhat. Gilius starts to enter the room further to check Clìodhna's status.
"Good Gilius!" Aeshma cries as she runs up (roll dice) and immediately casts a Protection From Evil spell around their group. "But stay back now! Aylar, make your way to us, she'll need room!" (roll dice) She says something complicated over a charm of her own, then nods. "It's a summoned, a twisted corruptor!" the witch calls to the fighting phoenix.
Aylar feels an acknowledgement and renewed determination, along with wondering how it got on board in the first place coming through the link. (roll dice) Then she radiates an apology, right before he finds himself pushed back to the farthest reaches of the link to where he can barely feel her. (roll dice) Clíodhna changes tactics again, shimmering into a starlike hue, then grows and encompasses the already weakened monstrosity within her ethereal body. She lets the Fey Charm do its work, engaging her own protection field around it, but this time trapping it inside with her while Aeshma begins a banishment chant, drawing a rune in midair. (roll dice) It is over as Aeshma chants the last word and engages the rune with a command and the thing winks out of existence. (roll dice) Clíodhna sinks to the floor. It sounds mostly quiet below decks ...
Grog'tial looks up from his talk with Refyx as suddenly the door opens, and spiders come swarming in. An involuntary squeal passes his lips as he jumps backwards. Was Durik once again...? No, these spiders weren't as big. Grog'tial frantically looks around for something to keep them off him, to crush them, to stop them from climbing all over himself. Then something eminently worse enters the room. A constantly roiling and shifting black shadow full of appendages with long claws appears. Grog'tial feels his breath literally sucked away as it looks directly at him and he feels its pleasure at finding the target it came for. (roll dice) It reaches out and grabs his arm and tightens its grip like a shackle. Grog'tial feels it burn and grasp like a cold hand from the grave, with an endless emptiness beneath.
Refyx's eyes widen as he sees the shadow creature reach out and take hold of Grog'tial. "Oh hells no!," he says as he stumbles back. "I don't know what you did, youngster, but this is way above my abilities! Clíodhna!"
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GM note - Great thinking many of you! You puzzled out some brilliant solutions. :)
Kyp, this isn't the full Mission yet, so I saved your potion for you. Drink it Turn 1. ;)
Being woken up suddenly Kyp gets his bearings. Seeing if he can use his marine life influencing abilities to befriend the octopi or at least make them natural and not a threat. If possible lets try to not hurt the octopuses since they might not want to attack and are being influenced by another source. (Brilliant, Kyp!) However he also keeps his hand on the hilt of his blade in case things get ugly. Kyp concentrates, pulling on his abilities that he has used before (roll dice Luck card) The octopi all stop as if listening. The one on Mighty releases him immediately. It almost looks like a wave as each octopus begins to range down through a series of colors on its skin, until each is a much paler color and one by one they start towards the gun ports on their own, sending Kyp a deeply felt thank you for freeing them from the foul influence they were under.
Argy takes the magical lantern and goes again to the hallway, to see if some matey needs her help. (roll dice) The spiders around her touched by the lantern's outer ring of cold fire immediately curl up and die. She begins to follow the spiders down to Refyx's cabin, where she sees them going in the door.
Bellandra followed Argy and the spiders while keeping an eye on the shadowy something down the hallway but did not directly engage them until she saw what they were aiming to do - instead she tried to observe and puzzle out what the weakness of the shadowy thing could be. Along the way, she was ready to help Argy or anyone in need.
"What the blazes is that?!" - Count Karnstein asks semi-rhetorically, not expecting to hear actual answer at this very moment. At first he instinctively reaches for his saber but quickly realizes it might be futile attempt to fight this thing in conventional way. Hearing Clíodhna's command he turns and races out to bring the witch.
Assessing the situation, Aylar reasons that his cutlass would be nae much use against this creature. Keeping his distance, he quickly checks on the Ship, issuing a directive to ensure any Crew still in their cabins has a clear path to disengage, and attempt to seal or/and hinder any attackers in rooms if any Crew disengages and escapes. (roll dice) The Ship responds, but slowly and Aylar realizes another energy drain of some type is going somewhere. They are being attacked on multiple fronts at once. That done and having received additional warning from Clíodhna, he concentrates and attempts to channel protections of his charm magicks through their link, acting as a defensive support for her, while ready to dodge if attacked himself.
Clíodhna picked up Aylar's intent. 'Understood' she sent back to him through the link. Then she releases her own natural protection from herself while reinforcing his and deliberately leaves herself open, baiting the shadow creature in, taking the blows. Each blow leaves a dark mark upon her, but each time it marks her it loses an appendage. Aylar's support and Fey Charm are working, steadily weakening it.
Gilius was asleep when he heard pounding on his door, then he hears the Count yelling for him and others to help. He gets on his feet immediately and opens the door to check what was happening with all this noise. He spots the Count who just opened the Captain's door stand there then the Count turns and races out past him. Gilius goes and sees through the doorway a shadowy creature like no other. (roll dice) Thinking quickly, Gilius throws his remaining holy water on the shadowy creature just as the Count returns with Aeshma. (roll dice) The creature shudders and roils even more as it retreats somewhat. Gilius starts to enter the room further to check Clìodhna's status.
"Good Gilius!" Aeshma cries as she runs up (roll dice) and immediately casts a Protection From Evil spell around their group. "But stay back now! Aylar, make your way to us, she'll need room!" (roll dice) She says something complicated over a charm of her own, then nods. "It's a summoned, a twisted corruptor!" the witch calls to the fighting phoenix.
Aylar feels an acknowledgement and renewed determination, along with wondering how it got on board in the first place coming through the link. (roll dice) Then she radiates an apology, right before he finds himself pushed back to the farthest reaches of the link to where he can barely feel her. (roll dice) Clíodhna changes tactics again, shimmering into a starlike hue, then grows and encompasses the already weakened monstrosity within her ethereal body. She lets the Fey Charm do its work, engaging her own protection field around it, but this time trapping it inside with her while Aeshma begins a banishment chant, drawing a rune in midair. (roll dice) It is over as Aeshma chants the last word and engages the rune with a command and the thing winks out of existence. (roll dice) Clíodhna sinks to the floor. It sounds mostly quiet below decks ...
Grog'tial looks up from his talk with Refyx as suddenly the door opens, and spiders come swarming in. An involuntary squeal passes his lips as he jumps backwards. Was Durik once again...? No, these spiders weren't as big. Grog'tial frantically looks around for something to keep them off him, to crush them, to stop them from climbing all over himself. Then something eminently worse enters the room. A constantly roiling and shifting black shadow full of appendages with long claws appears. Grog'tial feels his breath literally sucked away as it looks directly at him and he feels its pleasure at finding the target it came for. (roll dice) It reaches out and grabs his arm and tightens its grip like a shackle. Grog'tial feels it burn and grasp like a cold hand from the grave, with an endless emptiness beneath.
Refyx's eyes widen as he sees the shadow creature reach out and take hold of Grog'tial. "Oh hells no!," he says as he stumbles back. "I don't know what you did, youngster, but this is way above my abilities! Clíodhna!"
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GM note - Great thinking many of you! You puzzled out some brilliant solutions. :)
Kyp, this isn't the full Mission yet, so I saved your potion for you. Drink it Turn 1. ;)
Post edited November 12, 2023 by bjgamer
