Act 8 - A Touch of the Green
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Compost Chamber: The Mother's Chamber
"Goddess of Hate, eh? Enemy of Junil the Righteous?" He looks around the chamber, the slimy nastiness covering just about every surface. "I don't suppose there's a minor god of uncleanliness or disease somewhere out there? This place looks more like it needs a good scrubbing. I don't suppose you've got a bucket of soapy water around here somewhere?" The gunslinger's politeness is already fraying. Not the most diplomatic of sorts, especially with cultists like this guy.
Rule Number 12: "A soft answer turneth away wrath. Once wrath is looking the other way, shoot it in the head."
- Muskrat
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Compost Chamber: The Mother's Chamber
Dreams pauses, taking the situation in. The slime priest seems boastful--maybe they can use that to get information out of him. She says doubtfully, "You're going to take over the world from this one cavern? We've already defeated all your minions outside. How could you possibly expect to triumph?" She wants to find out if he's doing this alone or if there are other slime priests out there that they need to worry about.
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Morbion's Chamber: Round 1
Morbion scowls at Nate, "You are not funny, you will be the next subject to be turned after my bird friend here." He puts a boot into the tied up figure, and you realize that the humanoid is somewhat bird like in fact, but also humanoid.
He looks at Dreams, "All powers start some place, and like the slimes I command we shall spread out and cover all the world in Aeron's blessing. Ahahhaha, kill the minions, who cares, I don't need them. I am enough! I AM ENOUGH!" He is shaking now, clearly totally mad, his brain maybe somewhat of a ooze as well at this point.
Then he snaps his fingers and his ooze creatures rise up, the time for talk is over, but Nate jumps to the initiative....
He looks at Dreams, "All powers start some place, and like the slimes I command we shall spread out and cover all the world in Aeron's blessing. Ahahhaha, kill the minions, who cares, I don't need them. I am enough! I AM ENOUGH!" He is shaking now, clearly totally mad, his brain maybe somewhat of a ooze as well at this point.
Then he snaps his fingers and his ooze creatures rise up, the time for talk is over, but Nate jumps to the initiative....
"He that breaks a thing to find out what it is has left the path of wisdom." - Gandalf
J.R.R. Tolkien, Council of Elrond, The Fellowship of the Ring
J.R.R. Tolkien, Council of Elrond, The Fellowship of the Ring
- ManWithDoor
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Morbion's Chamber: Round 1
Nate shrugs, then in one smooth motion draws and aims his musket. "It's your grave, fool. I will burn your body to make sure your threat ends here." With that, he unleashes multiple bullets right at the man.
Rule Number 12: "A soft answer turneth away wrath. Once wrath is looking the other way, shoot it in the head."
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Morbion's Chamber: Round 1
He snarls and stands tall, and summons a spell that explodes in an area around your group. Each of of you is hit with a blast that rings in your head. Torias is barely effected, while Dreams takes a good knock. Its Nate however that is harmed a good deal and then the world speeds up around him as the spell's slow effect overwhelms his senses.
The two slime creatures slither forward, one striking Toris in the chest, but unable to poison him. The other lashes out at Dreams but only connects with her armor.
Torias and Dreams...
"He that breaks a thing to find out what it is has left the path of wisdom." - Gandalf
J.R.R. Tolkien, Council of Elrond, The Fellowship of the Ring
J.R.R. Tolkien, Council of Elrond, The Fellowship of the Ring
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Morbion's Chamber: Round 1
"You illiterate book avoider!" Torias, the ex-librarian, shouts, as he casts a quick spell, then weaves his way to Morbion, then attempting to hack him.
- Vardaen
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Morbion's Chamber: Round 1
Dreams and the Slowed Nate...
"He that breaks a thing to find out what it is has left the path of wisdom." - Gandalf
J.R.R. Tolkien, Council of Elrond, The Fellowship of the Ring
J.R.R. Tolkien, Council of Elrond, The Fellowship of the Ring
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Morbion's Chamber: Round 1
Nate weaves in place, barely keeping his feet as his head still rings with the chaotic magic running through him. He does manage to get his hands on his cartridges and starts reloading.
Rule Number 12: "A soft answer turneth away wrath. Once wrath is looking the other way, shoot it in the head."
- Muskrat
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Morbion's Chamber: Round 1
Dreams throws back her head, letting our a wail of grief that echoes through the cavern, then strikes at the slime in front of her.
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Morbion's Chamber: Round 2-3
Nate, slowly reloads.
Then Morbion cackles, "I'll plunge you into slime, but first into darkness!" He steps away from Torias easily and then a dome of darkness fills the chamber, your light is snuffed and Dreams and Nate are blind, but the dwarf Torias can still see. The slime beasts have no eyes, they use tremors to sense things, and strike out. Nate feels two strikes against his armor but not his flesh. Dreams feels one on her armor, and one on her ankle, it burns, but the poison of the slime is weak and doesn't bother her.
Torias, Dreams and Slow Nate...
"He that breaks a thing to find out what it is has left the path of wisdom." - Gandalf
J.R.R. Tolkien, Council of Elrond, The Fellowship of the Ring
J.R.R. Tolkien, Council of Elrond, The Fellowship of the Ring