Jason takes a visible step back, "It must be magic. Magic is always weird." As he says that he looks at his own hand and seems to stare at it, almost as if looking into himself.
Ria elbows him lightly. "Weird, but occasionally useful for stuff. Or you know, just plain annoying." She glances at the others. "Does anyone need healing?"
"Well come over here for a second then, this shouldn't take long." says Katznii, placing one hand in the door's niche and extending the other towards his injured companion.
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"The mongoose blew out its candle and was asleep in bed before the room went dark." —Llanowar fable
As Katznii channels the warmth and healing of his patron, Jason feels it only for a moment. The second the healing aura leaves Katznii, the imprinted hand glows, sucking up the healing with it.
All around them, the sound of clicking and rock sliding echoes across the small glade, the obsidian doors cracking open until they were wide open like the maw of a titan. Darkness inside, the temple within was as somber as the outside. Cold, and full of pillars leading forward.
A blood trail leads in.
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Kathleen tilts her head as she looks at the blood trail. She thinks for a bit what could have made the blood trail. As she opens her mouth slightly to say something, she seems to come to a realization and closes her mouth. She grips her bow and waits to see if anyone wants to take the lead. If no one else wants to do it, she will take charge.
Ria, fairly sure she knows what the blood's from, heads straight in, eyes fixed on the blood trail and hands clenched tight around her bow. She doesn't look back at the lighted jungle, carefully measuring her breaths as a tool to keep herself calm.
Jason will follow behind everyone looking at the doors cautiously as they pass through. He looks up to darkness ahead and pulls out a torch, lighting it, he finds himself mummering, "Once more into the breach....this is gonna suck isn't it"
The darkness enveloped them all but the flickering light Jason held. The warmth of the fire contrasted on dark cold stone surrounding them, reflecting carved pictures. Katznii could read the celestial framing armies fighting against one another, small jackal seemed to watch from the corners. They told the story of all the lives lost to the oncoming war. Tension, nations striving for untapped power bringing forth the most devastating collapse of time. An apostasy from the teaching Santhos tried to instill.
It was then that the wide hall opened before Ria and Trinity. As the other’s eyes slightly adjusted, the could see a somewhat large oval room. The walls were obsidian black, as is the floor. Just ahead of them another large door lacking anything spectacular than large golden handles.
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Jason takes a visible step back, "It must be magic. Magic is always weird." As he says that he looks at his own hand and seems to stare at it, almost as if looking into himself.
Ria elbows him lightly. "Weird, but occasionally useful for stuff. Or you know, just plain annoying." She glances at the others. "Does anyone need healing?"
Stella Diamant, Human Rogue 17 (Swashbuckler), The Exploits of Misfit Company
Kat, Medtech, Cyberpunk: Red
Shi, Changeling Bard 4 (College of Spirits), Tyrant's Grasp
Dani, Human Artificer 9 (Armorer), Skulls and Starships
DM, Project Point (Teams Scimitar and Longsword)
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"I.. Was struck by that woman, I wouldnt mind the chance to patch up."
"Well come over here for a second then, this shouldn't take long." says Katznii, placing one hand in the door's niche and extending the other towards his injured companion.
(What spell/feature do you use?)
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((Katznii has one more shot of his Healing Light feature to use on Makani to heal 1 damage.))
As Katznii channels the warmth and healing of his patron, Jason feels it only for a moment. The second the healing aura leaves Katznii, the imprinted hand glows, sucking up the healing with it.
All around them, the sound of clicking and rock sliding echoes across the small glade, the obsidian doors cracking open until they were wide open like the maw of a titan. Darkness inside, the temple within was as somber as the outside. Cold, and full of pillars leading forward.
A blood trail leads in.
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Kathleen tilts her head as she looks at the blood trail. She thinks for a bit what could have made the blood trail. As she opens her mouth slightly to say something, she seems to come to a realization and closes her mouth. She grips her bow and waits to see if anyone wants to take the lead. If no one else wants to do it, she will take charge.
Ria, fairly sure she knows what the blood's from, heads straight in, eyes fixed on the blood trail and hands clenched tight around her bow. She doesn't look back at the lighted jungle, carefully measuring her breaths as a tool to keep herself calm.
Stella Diamant, Human Rogue 17 (Swashbuckler), The Exploits of Misfit Company
Kat, Medtech, Cyberpunk: Red
Shi, Changeling Bard 4 (College of Spirits), Tyrant's Grasp
Dani, Human Artificer 9 (Armorer), Skulls and Starships
DM, Project Point (Teams Scimitar and Longsword)
Everything Else!
"And into the darkness they marched..." mutters Katznii as he takes up a spot behind Ria heading down the tunnel.
Kath will follow Ria inside. She will stay about 20ft behind Ria.
Jason will follow behind everyone looking at the doors cautiously as they pass through. He looks up to darkness ahead and pulls out a torch, lighting it, he finds himself mummering, "Once more into the breach....this is gonna suck isn't it"
(Once I get a line of order, we will proceed:
Rua front, Kathleen 2nd, Jason last, Katznii currently in between)
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(I'll go with whatever XP, but yah, that works for me)
(Trinity will try to get near the front)
"Ignorance is bliss, and you look absolutely miserable."
Makani would like to be about 2nd or 3rd from the front
Kathleen doesn't mind moving her position for others. So if someone else wants to take 2nd position, she'd happily move back to let them.
[Ria, Trinity, Makani, Kathleen, Asphodel, Katznii, Jason]
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((Sounds like a solid line.))
The darkness enveloped them all but the flickering light Jason held. The warmth of the fire contrasted on dark cold stone surrounding them, reflecting carved pictures. Katznii could read the celestial framing armies fighting against one another, small jackal seemed to watch from the corners. They told the story of all the lives lost to the oncoming war. Tension, nations striving for untapped power bringing forth the most devastating collapse of time. An apostasy from the teaching Santhos tried to instill.
It was then that the wide hall opened before Ria and Trinity. As the other’s eyes slightly adjusted, the could see a somewhat large oval room. The walls were obsidian black, as is the floor. Just ahead of them another large door lacking anything spectacular than large golden handles.
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The Occult Collective: Erroski Bane - Lv 5 Changling Bard
Maalim, the Land Awakened: DM