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Post by DM Bob on Oct 10, 2020 13:21:36 GMT -12
The dream spider is stunned.
Then savagely attacked mentally by Coden and stabbed repeatedly by Khuv. Short work is made of it at this point. It currently twitches, dying above the stairs, at least it did not die blocking the exit.
If Etzli is to run and grab a healer, it will almost definitely be too late. The dwarf is gone, savaged by deadly venom. Etzli would know that at this point the only ones that generally can re-affix a spirit back into a body from the Grey are templars. The ones that are that powerful however are generally 2nd or 3rd in command under a city's King or Queen. She knows a task to find such a healer to be futile.
You have spider eggs.
A corner that still contains webbing and something bulging underneath.
And a large spider silk tent bag of items - hopefully the potent weapons the elves told you about.
An under area where the eggs were found.
Laahk feels like he's being watched. [-5 PSPs]
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Post by Niachi on Oct 10, 2020 14:02:35 GMT -12
OOC: Laakh would know who the healers are, was thinking more of "Night Shift" elves in the market or otherwise off-the-books draqomen who would know who to find for some coin. But anyway. Phase Spiders huh. Laakh has another reason to revile bugs in any shape or form.
"Eyes are back on us. Check the goods. On guard. Help me with him." He is on his knees over Haadan's body. Quickly but with respectful care he covers the face and straightens limbs in local tradition.
He stands in vigil with bone blades flashing.
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Post by Coden Rokos (Jesse H.) on Oct 10, 2020 14:25:30 GMT -12
"We can't leave him here," says Coden. "Aside from wanting to give him a proper sendoff, leaving the body behind would leave far too much information about our lightning raid." In typical soldierly fashion, he has pushed aside his feelings in the moment and is thinking strategically, still flickering his eyes this way and that for any other sudden attackers.
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Post by Attilius on Oct 10, 2020 15:44:28 GMT -12
HurK immediately drops the spider web encased cashe at her feet while cradling the little dwarf in her arms "no! No! NO! C'mon maaaann... wake the fuck UP!" She quickly places her open palm on his chest, closes her eyes and focuses her life energies into her friend... [Lend health 20, rolled 7 = success -6 Hit points & -4 PsP's to Hurk, +6 hit points to Haadan]
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Post by DM Bob on Oct 11, 2020 3:42:24 GMT -12
Nothing.
Khuv calls out as he runs downstairs. "Err, there seems to be some interest in the noise... that scream seems to have woken some of the locals. You want to leave? We can always come back."
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Post by Attilius on Oct 11, 2020 4:42:55 GMT -12
"We're not leaving him here to any savages" she says sadly.
Hurk carefully and gently places Haadan's body in her large pack. She stands and unsheathes her great sword.
"Eztli, please grab the cache." HurK points at it with her sword.
"Yiska, please grab the eggs."
HurK begins to walk back to the main room.
"Coden, Laahk and Khuv can you please place the rubble back over the open hole where I pulled the cache out. We'll come back again and thoroughly search this place out."
HurK walks to the bundle and carefully saws at the base webbing just above the floor to cut the mass free. She'll then slash at the top thin webbing (and cut anywhere else that might need freeing) and hoist the bundle over her left shoulder like a log.
Once the rubble covers the hole again...
"Khuv can you take us back to the others now?" she asks sadly.
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Post by DM Bob on Oct 11, 2020 5:55:00 GMT -12
"On it. Let me find my center first."
He does successfully open up a portal. Which is good, since there's noise above. You wonder how long the dark reputation of the Hill will keep others from investigating.
And once again, Laahk feels like he's being watched. Perhaps more than one psion or arcanist is scrying upon him... [5 PSPs]
Unless there's any last actions anyone wishes to take, you end up on the deck of the Gambit... one less soul, but safe (for the moment).
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Post by Niachi on Oct 11, 2020 6:06:58 GMT -12
Laakh silently helps to replace the rubble back to its original state while continuing All Round Vision and keeping them illuminated. He is miserable at their loss of such a paradigm of health and potential by a filthy stupid bug. He will not deal with the spider eggs except to stomp them into goo or Phase them into nothingness. Sick of the unseen eyes tracking them and has had enough of it.
After helping with the rubble, he stands and visualizes a mental arena where he crouches in a wrestler's pose, arms out to block his watcher's senses. he engages in a psychic contest to cease the intrusions:
From Sensitivity to Obs: If the observer is using clairvoyance or clairaudience to monitor the psion, the psion may attempt to obscure the watcher’s scrying by winning a psychic contest against his watcher. If successful, the watcher cannot scry against the psion for 1d4 hours.
Rolled 7.
He will attempt this contest every time he senses being observed until he is too exhausted or immediate events demand his attention.
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Post by Attilius on Oct 11, 2020 6:52:55 GMT -12
Assuming Laahk let's the group know of its multiple observations, HurK whispers in his ear "please let us know when we're not being spied upon..."
He addresses the group, "Everyone be on the lookout..."
HurK gets the gang plank and places it horizontally on the starboard side of the Gambit's ledge making a table of sorts.
Once Laahk gives the all clear, HurK will set the large webbed bundle on the gang plank table.
"I'm going to slice it open. Haadan... (she pauses in sadness) Haadan didn't sense any mental activity inside but you never know. If anything attacks me, I'm shoving it right off into the silt..."
He turns to the clerics & Abez "Can you please see to Haadan? We'll take his gear for the group. I... I don't know customary religious burial rites at sea." It's clear the half giant is holding back tears
Then she turns to the elves
"Since you have the most knowledge of these... these dream spiders, what should we do with the dozen eggs?"
"Coden can you please open the cashe? Let's see what our friends life was worth?"
HurK sadly turns back to the bundle on the table and unsheathes his boot dagger. He'll begin at one end and slowly start cutting shallow cuts and carefully peeling back strands.
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Post by Coden Rokos (Jesse H.) on Oct 11, 2020 7:20:54 GMT -12
Coden lets his Combat Mind lapse and stows his spear so that he can help Laakh stack some rocks. Once the wormhole is created, he waits for everyone to go through before bringing up the rear.
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Aboard the Gambit, Coden says, "Did Haadan have any family that we should notify?"
He busies himself with opening and sorting the cache to see what the group's raid achieved.
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Post by Attilius on Oct 11, 2020 7:57:51 GMT -12
Aboard the Gambit, Coden says, "Did Haadan have any family that we should notify?" He busies himself with opening and sorting the cache to see what the group's raid achieved. "I only know of his three slaves: the dwarven couple underneath his home with the O'kin resin snails and his butler." |
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Post by Coden Rokos (Jesse H.) on Oct 11, 2020 9:15:34 GMT -12
“Hmm. Gonna have to do something about that. They won’t have anywhere to live, with Haadan gone.”
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Post by Niachi on Oct 11, 2020 11:50:49 GMT -12
Laakh keeps his Psychic Duel active aboard the Gambit, distracted but can be easily led to an at-ease position on the deck. After results of this current duel are known, he will retry another duel, until unable to mentally. his next goal is to confer with Abez on any news, unusual events, etc and give his rundown of their mission. He then remembers what they came for and checks out their loot, drained and ready for sleep.
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Post by DM Bob on Oct 11, 2020 12:56:33 GMT -12
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Post by Attilius on Oct 11, 2020 13:12:01 GMT -12
[What does Yishka say about the spider eggs?]
HurK sheaths her blade and carefully searches the elf's body. Once done she will wrap the elf back up in the webbing and place it on the deck next to Haadan for the clerics to give him his burial rite.
She'll pick up the datchi club and dagger and swing them about. (How do they feel? Anything special happen?)
"Anyone know someone that can give us the weapons abilities?"
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