To Prove D&D Exists for Echolon

Ilyara's chest, having fallen nearly still, jerks as the furling splutters back to choking, wretching life.  "Ghyaaghe....!" she spat, eyes hazy and wild for a moment as she took in her surroundings.  "...'re we all dead?  're did we win?"

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Ilyara's chest, having fallen nearly still, jerks as the furling splutters back to choking, wretching life.  "Ghyaaghe....!" she spat, eyes hazy and wild for a moment as she took in her surroundings.  "...'re we all dead?  're did we win?"

 
“Yes.” Says Toots absolutely deadpan: (Performance- 26).

🎶Dearly beloved
We are gathered here today
To get through this thing called "life"
Electric word, life
It means forever and that's a mighty long time
But I'm here to tell you there's something else
The afterworld
A world of never ending happiness
You can always see the sun, day or night🎶

Tommary the Unworthy Gatekeeper to Eternity looks around.  "No sun, so I guess, alas, no. We're all still here."

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Ilyara's chest, having fallen nearly still, jerks as the furling splutters back to choking, wretching life.  "Ghyaaghe....!" she spat, eyes hazy and wild for a moment as she took in her surroundings.  "...'re we all dead?  're did we win?"

 The seed in Elyona continues to squirm but is easily countered with another application on anti poison divine might.

Ilyara feels she can rest easy knowing. the party survived and she is not dead. Then she notices something unusual about her arm.

Unwrapping the bandages reveals that from the middle of her left forearm down to and including her hand has seemed to desiccate. It looks like dried skin and bones even though she can still feel and move it. Very mummy-like. 

"Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh........................................................................................................."

A moment's staring at the limb failed to fill it back up with the vital fluids it was clearly lacking.  "...that wasn't like that this morning.  Ely...?"

“Are you sure?”

""

"Yeah, Toots.  Yeah, I'm pretty sure."

"Clearly, Rodan has granted you a boon!  See how your arm now resembles wind riven peaks and valleys of perilous power only the divinely wind shaped dare conquer."  What gifts the sky demon of intellect, passion and form do we now behold. Or, as we say in the squared circle that's a secret sacred space to Rodan, 'gnarly!'"

Tommary the Unworthy of any Fault tries to remember if there was any dust actually used in the envelope he used as the base of the bandaging ... then he's wondering if he had even used any, he thought he spiked his flask with some, or maybe sprinkled it on a sandwich, and pauses to think what demonic divinity may be wrought in his innards as he considers.

"Right.  Boon.  Elyona, y'ever seen anything like this?"

Elyona inspects Ilyara’s arm, striving to sort out what it’s going on. 

OOC: a plain old d20, as I’m. It sure what check (if any) she should make: 19

OOC/META: Clearly Ilyra's has been "booned" by mummy dust contamination The Wind Demon Rodan with Touch of Death and Yuri can coach Wysp as to how to enable a VGtR Dark Gift as a feat.

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Elyona inspects Ilyara’s arm, striving to sort out what it’s going on. 

OOC: a plain old d20, as I’m. It sure what check (if any) she should make: 2

 She has no clue what it could be. It looks similar to the limbs of a creature she had battled before but never encountered the condition on a living being.

The area is very quiet, not even the normal rat and roach sounds scratch in your hearing.

Tommary"S holiday lights illuminate the viney floor and passage walls. At the far end of the cavern you see the silver door once again sparking.

OOC to Wysp: Is JJ’s big stick still around?

OOC to everyone: Short Rest?

OOC: Ah right, the spear is stuck in the ceiling (30 feet up) giving off a soft blue glow.

OOC: go ahead and rest if you want.

“Hey, looka that way up there. How’re we gonna get it down from there? Hey Ely, can Tallboots borrow your ladder?”

OOC: Short rest, yes.  Phone sucks, gonna have to wait until I get home to run the dice, but man does Ilyara need a patch job. 

IC:

"... y'know, I feel like I should be in horrible pain, and I AM, but not because of th' hand.  Is it weird that I don't seem t' feel like my whole hand's withered and kinda dead?" 

"It's because your hand is not withered so much as wind sculpted stripped and reinforced to its most powerful essentials, praise Rodan!  What? I need to climb up and pull that thing from the ceiling?"

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"It's because your hand is not withered so much as wind sculpted stripped and reinforced to its most powerful essentials, praise Rodan!  What? I need to climb up and pull that thing from the ceiling?"

 
“Yes you need to climb up there and pull that thing from the ceiling. These ladies need their rest, and I’m not exactly on the strapping side. And besides, you’re the tallest. That means you’ll have the least distance to climb.”