Razorback's Strange Aeons - In Search of Sanity

[Ghostfoot]

Hazel

Hazel strides up next to Ebert and stands watching, thumbs hitched through her belt. "Well this is a pretty scene, isn't it."

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Sense motive (1d20-2)[12]
Perception (1d20-2)[9] (especially are they all properly restrained?)

[u-b]

Ebert continues to concentrate on the spell, looking for any signs of magic. He also thinks what ethnicity these humans can be.

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So, Detect Magic yields nothing?
Know (local): (1d20+5)[21]

[razorback]

Spoiler: Ebert

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Nothing pinged on Detect Magic.
You recognize none of the people. The man to the north/right looks to be Ustalavian(sp?). The middle man is unrecognizable. The man to the south/left might be Ustalavian but his condition is emacitated and his skin has a jaundiced cast to it, though much worse than any he had heard or seen before, making it difficult to tell where he is from.

Spoiler: Hazel

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Well she isn't 100% sure how sturdy the pipes are in the walls as they seem a bit... crumbly where they meet, the pipes and chains look well-maintained and rust free, more than enough to hold all of them fast. Hazel also realizes they all wear the same white outfit that your group were wearing when you came to downstairs.

At Hazels entrance, the two moving prisoners heads turn to watch, the northern one slowly while the southern prisoners head whips around quickly. The northern prisoner mumbles on, head going slack, while the southern one hungrily eyes the pair of you.

[infomatic]

Elia gapes at the macabre scene. "Words do fail," she says softly, and then adds, louder, "Shouldn't you people be in your rooms?"

[razorback]

At Elia's comment, the prisoner on her left (south) snarls out "Argade." while the prisoner on the right (north) mumbles "Praise" with his head down. Slowly he lifts his head, greasy hair in his face and smiles as he yells out "“Zandalus sees!”" then giggles maniacally.

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[razorback]

"Argade". the one to the left says again as is he retreats a bit, back nearly against the wall as the chains go slack. The prisoner to the right watches the group with unblinking eyes, occasionally looking down and mumbling something to himself before lifting his head back up.

Spoiler: Ebert, Hazel, and Zapka

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The prisoner to the left, while nearly attacking the group except for the chains, seems more frightened rather than being hostile or malicious.

Spoiler: Elia

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The prisoner to the left, while nearly attacking the group except for the chains, seems more frightened rather than being hostile or malicious.
The prisoner to the right, while looking at the group, seems almost oblivious to you once you stop moving. While his mouth seems to be trying to say different things but makes no sound, he only verblizes 3 things no matter what his lips do - “praise,” “words fail,” and “Zandalus sees!”.

[infomatic]

Repulsed as she is by the captives' behavior, Elia can't help but be a little irritated too, and has half-a mind to drag these men downstairs to that witch of a doctor and shout, "This! This is what an actual crazy person looks like!"

Instead, she tries to keep her voice steady and nonthreatening — she thought she remembered doctors doing it that way, though she couldn't quite remember their names at the moment. "Who's Zandalus?" she asks. "Who's Argade?"

[razorback]

"Argade.... ARGADE! ARGADE!" the prisoner to the south says, obvious irritation in his voice as he edges his way to the corner.
The prisoner to the north leans his head forward, lank hair covering his face, as he continues to mumble incoherently from where you stand.

[u-b]

"Shall we just leave them here? I see no reason to do otherwise."

Ebert and Zapka seem to be ready to just leave the room and explore northwards.

[infomatic]

"And let him keep … eating the dead one?" Elia asks, though she's actually uncertain how bad that would be. At least they weren't harming anyone living.

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Is there a way to drag the body free?

Is the cannibal guy within reach of the other survivor?

This is two mutilated bodies we've found now, though it seems the first — the bodies with strips torn from backs near Doppelganger(?) nurse — seemed to be from a different source than just bits, right?

Are we sure that Cannibal guy is a human? (1d20+8)[19] know arcana, (1d20+8)[15] know nature
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[infomatic]

"… actually, I don't think that's a him anymore," Elia whispers and points at its bloody mouth. "Look at its teeth; it's some kind of ghoul or something."

[razorback]

"ARGADE! ARGADE!" the one on the left calls out, obviously agitated, trying to pull his arms out of the chains to no sucess.

[u-b]

"Yeah, yeah, I'll remember. Argade and Zandalus. The guards will handle you guys in due time, ghouls or otherwise. Meanwhile, we are after a different kind of prey."

Ebert and Zapka leave the room and head north, the eidolon keeping about 30 feet ahead.

[infomatic]

Elia nods sadly. These creatures were horrible, but they were no threat right now, nor were they doppelgangers, apparently. Perhaps they could be helped once the hospital was returned to whatever passed for normal around here. She follows Ebert farther to the north.

[Ghostfoot]

Hazel

This was messed up, but there didn't seem to be much to be done for these poor souls right now. With one last look over her shoulder, Hazel follows the group to the north.

[razorback]

As the group head of the room, the sounds are muffled by the walls and distance, but you can still here the one prisoner yell out "ARGADE! ARGADE!".
Most of this area has collapsed into a heap of dense gray rubble. The occasional clattering pebble makes it sound as though the mound is not entirely settled, and more rubble could collapse at any moment. Zapka takes the lead and the half-orc, not to be outdone, is only a few steps behind. Each member maneuvers slowly through the debris, dead evident under the rubble and dismembered limbs can be seen, making it evident that there was a lot of traffic here when this part of the building collapsed. Elia coughs a bit as the air is thick with dust still.
Vadok, as he nears the doors, stops he turns and says "There is some noise I hear." as he points with his greatsword at the same moment Lizbeth turns toward the debris and says "I think someone is alive under the rubble." Everyone else stops, with some listening for sounds at the door or turning to look back where Lizbeth points, seeing if they can spot a survivor.

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Sorry for the tiny image. Managing the layers ok-ish now have to try and figure out how to be consistent with the size.



Vadok is pointing at the double doors to his right while Lizbeth is pointing back to the corner she passed 10ft before.

[u-b]

Ebert instructs Zapka to peek into the northern corridor and meanwhile casts Detect Magic to scan the rubble (and whoever is under it), then the door (and whoever is behind it).

[razorback]

Ebert summons his eldritch power and sends its energy out. He focuses for a few moments but it doesn't provide any information back to him, but he does notice that some of the of the middling sized rubble towards the corner is moving as if someone is trapped underneath.
As Zapka moves forward, Vadok steps forward and calls out "Step out from your hiding hole or, by Gorum's bile, I'll quarter you and feed you to the ghoul down the hall!" with his sword out. A half a moment later, before the half-orc can scowl to finish off the effect, the wall itself collapses outward onto Vadok. The rest of the group is far enough away to avoid the damage but also notice that a trio of undead are standing there, obviously the culprits in the falling wall, rushing out once it is clear.

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Vadok reflex (1d20+2)[15] or take (3d6)[7] damage.

Everyone roll initiative
Vadok initiative
(1d20+1)[15]

[infomatic]

The image of the three chained patients clung to her mind even as they pressed on, distracting Elia enough that she didn’t see the wall topple — though the noise broke her reverie. Eyes widening at the new threat, she takes a half-step away even as a hand reflexively clutches at something inside her pouch, as if it was more ready for a fight than she herself was.

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(1d20+3)[20] in it

[razorback]

As Vadok has the debris crash into him, the creatures rush out and attack. Two of the claws strike at the warrior, driving him back as he stiffens from the blows.
After the initial shock, the group begins to react. Lizbeth says "Try to save him." to Hazel as she prays on the daring fighter.

Spoiler: Initiative

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Lizbeth casts Shield of Faith on Hazel.
Zapka, Elia and Ebert are up.
Need to make a new map, but everyone is 10ft away from Vadok and the creatures.

23 Zapka
20 Elia
19 Lizbeth
16 Ebert
15 Vadok
14 G1
13 Hazel
7 G3
4 G2

Spoiler: Vadok

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10hp, current 1
2 rounds of paralysis

[u-b]

Ebert mentally commands Zapka to get ready and casts a spell. A thick layer of grease appears under the creatures. Zapka charges.

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Grease DC17.

Claw: (1d20+7)[14] for (1d3+3)[5] B/S
Claw: (1d20+7)[21] for (1d3+3)[5] B/S
Bite: (1d20+7)[19] for (1d4+3)[4] P/B/S

[infomatic]

Elia’s mouth has hung open in shock for much of this morning, but it’s a thin, hard line now. These were no tragic figures, or were-they-or-weren’t-they face-changing killers, but a clear threat. And though fear gnawed at her gut as she watched the crumpled Vadok, at least doubt had vanished, for now. She grips a small, ceramic bottle and hurls it at the middle creature.

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Bomb attack (1d20+4)[18] touch for (1d6+5)[9]

[razorback]

As the abominations begin to move forward, Ebert conjures up a slick of grease beneath them. The ones on the left and right, unable to stop, go crashing down in their rush. Zapka, capitalizing on his master's handiwork, pounces on one and tears it apart.
Elia, taking her craftwork out, sends it flying at the one still standing and it erupts on it. Her attack distracts the creature for a moment but will it be long enough for the group to save the paralyzed half-orc?

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Hazel is up.

23 Zapka
20 Elia
19 Lizbeth
16 Ebert
15 Vadok HP -8
14 G1 Dead
13 Hazel
7 G3 HP -9
4 G2

[Ghostfoot]

Hazel

"They're in the walls! Get them!" Hazel rushes forward blade lashing out as she tries to keep the vile things at bay.

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Move: Move to engage standing ghoul
Standard: Rapier (1d20+5)[8] damage (1d8+4)[9]

Hazel Holt
F CG Human (Chelaxian) Cavalier (Daring Champion), Level 1, Init 4, HP 13/13, Speed 30ft
AC 19, Touch 14, Flat-footed 15, CMD 16, Fort 4, Ref 4, Will -2, CMB +2, Base Attack Bonus 1
Rapier +5 (+1 BAB, +4 Dex) (1d6+4, 18-20/ x2)
Dagger +5 (+1 BAB, +4 Dex) (1d4+4, 19-20/ x2)
Chain Shirt Armour, Buckler (+4 Armor, +1 Shield, +4 Dex)
Abilities Str 12, Dex 18, Con 14, Int 12, Wis 7, Cha 16
Condition
Shield of Faith

[razorback]

Hazel, seeing the creatures, yells out to her companions a warning as she moves in. The rough and uneven terrain from the collapsed wall causes her to misstep as she lunges and her rapier goes wide.
The ghoul she faces seems to be having the same issues as it flails as it steps on a loose stone, it's two claws and bite missing wildly.
The paralyzed Vadok is not so fortunate. Its first claw finds purchase and drops the warrior, though its other claw and bite both misses. It's hard to tell if the half-orc still lives.
The pair seem to have been human, with clothing like the other workers they had seen, but their faces are distorted beyond recognition, undeath warping them into a mockery of the living.

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23 Zapka
20 Elia
19 Lizbeth
16 Ebert
15 Vadok HP -13
14 G1 Dead
13 Hazel
7 G3 HP -9
4 G2

Everyone except Hazel is up.

[u-b]

Zapka claws and bites at the nearest... creature, whatever it is. Then, at Ebert's mental suggestion, she steps over Vadok's motionless body. Ebert himself just withdraws southwards.

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Claw: (1d20+5)[24] for (1d3+3)[4] B/S
Claw: (1d20+5)[11] for (1d3+3)[4] B/S
Bite: (1d20+5)[17] for (1d4+3)[6] P/B/S

[razorback]

Zapka, taking a bite to the creatures neck and then putting a claw on its body, rips and tears as she manages to rend the creatures head from its body where it collapses, the unnatural energies leaving its body.

Lizbeth, seeing the one creature still standing, shrieks in terror as she pulls out here sling and fires.

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(1d20+3)[23]
[roll]1d1d4+3[/roll]

Crit 20/x2
(1d20+3)[21]
[roll]1d1d4+3[/roll]

23 Zapka
20 Elia
19 Lizbeth
16 Ebert
15 Vadok HP -13
14 G1 Dead
13 Hazel
7 G3 HP Dead
4 G2


Elia and Hazel are up

[infomatic]

The fear ebbs a bit as she sees the other creatures crumple. Elia unstoppers a foul-smelling flask and hurls it at the remaining ghoul, then moves forward toward the inert Vadok. She wasn't sure if she could do anything for him, but felt as though she must try.

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Attack remaining ghoul with acid flask (1d20+4)[13] touch for (1d6+4)[7]

[Ghostfoot]

Hazel

"Damned things...get the heck away from him!" grunts Hazel, stabbing and slashing at the foul creature.

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Misc: 5ft step
Standard: Rapier (1d20+5)[21] damage (1d8+4)[7]

[razorback]

Elia's flask flies true as it strikes the foul creature, its contents tearing apart the creature as it seems to melt before your eyes.
As the creature howls with all its fury, Hazel steps forward and runs it through its head, blade jutting out the far side. It struggles for a moment as its energy dwindles and it sags. With a tug, the dashing woman manages to draw the blade free of the skull, though its ichor and gore still cover its edge.
Seeing the creature fall, Lizbeth runs up and checks on Vadok but, from her slumped head, it's obvious he's gone. "He... they killed him. I was going to use what little magic I have left but it wouldn't have done any good." she says tearfully.

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Everyone roll Knowledge: Religion.