Sorsha unleashes another beam of blue crackling eldtritch force towards the toothy blob. Eldritch blast: 23 Force: 12 She then wills her spectral tentacle to thrash at the monster. Tentacle: 23 Cold: 7
The Power of Sorshas blast of energy sends the mimic reeling back into the wall. It changes shapes several times, the cabinet, a treasure chest, a bed…and then slowly oozes back into its blob shape as it expires. .
[For Pact of the Blade narrative reasons; stop me if this isn't appropriate:]
As the creature's death spasms slow to stillness, a little bud sprouts from its corpse, gingerly unfurling a pale green leaf. Bjorn appears between Sparhawk and Eberk, slapping both men on the back in celebration, but before he can produce a word, he sees the leaf and is momentarily confused.
He sighs in mild exasperation. "Anyone got a good knife?"
[No healing here, I'm a Warlock lol. We could short rest here though, I feel like nothing's going to come find us. Maybe after we pull out whatever was in that book nook.]
Vars stands there for a moment, blades still out as if unsure whether or not the thing would leap back to life. Once it stays dead for a while, he quickly puts his swords back saying, "To think, Abernathy lived with that thing here...hopefully it wasn't his pet." He smiles a little, "Though I can't say I'm sorry. And if we have to rescue him from Thay, he'll have no room to complain."
Sparhawk goes to Vars. “My friend, nice fight!” He touches vars on the shoulders, prays a moment, and conveys 2 hp lay on hands. If no one else is injured … He heals himself 6 and thanks Frangipani for her Spit.
Vars flinches as Frangipani slaps his wound, but gives a smile as the pain subsides. "Thanks," Vars pats Sparhawk's shoulder, letting out a long breath. "Thanks to you as well. I think we gave that cabinet a good what for. Nice work everyone."
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"Yes, well done crew."Sorsha says with a sigh of relief as the blob shape finally expires. "That thing messed us up bad and we should expect more threats in this place so I suggest we take a breather in here as soon as we have taken a closer look at this." She continues as she studies the secret compartment. Perception: 18 Investigation: 8
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19- Vars - slice ✓, dice X
15- Mimic - big chomp on Sparhawk
14- Sparhawk - returns the favor
10- Sorsha dealing some major damage
7- Eberk
5- Bjorn
21- Frangipani
The Power of Sorshas blast of energy sends the mimic reeling back into the wall. It changes shapes several times, the cabinet, a treasure chest, a bed…and then slowly oozes back into its blob shape as it expires. .
( congratulations, you have defeated the giant mimic and her children)
[Phew! Good work!]
[For Pact of the Blade narrative reasons; stop me if this isn't appropriate:]
As the creature's death spasms slow to stillness, a little bud sprouts from its corpse, gingerly unfurling a pale green leaf. Bjorn appears between Sparhawk and Eberk, slapping both men on the back in celebration, but before he can produce a word, he sees the leaf and is momentarily confused.
He sighs in mild exasperation. "Anyone got a good knife?"
"Ok my friends, that may make me never drink again. Who is in need of healing?" Sparhawks skin still burning from the acid.
"Oh, ouch. You really got hit there. Do we need to get you to a temple?"
Frangipani is bent over one of the small dead mimics, and tucking parts of it into her pouch ' for later'.
(Vars 11/20, Sparhawk: 8/24, Eberk: 8/19)
Sparhawk will cast Cure wounds on Eberk: 5
"Thank you. I'm sorry, but I can't do much for healing at this point."
(Can anyone else heal? I have lay on hands)
(If we short rest I can use twilight sanctuary and give people temp hp, but I’m tapped on spell slots.)
Frangipani may have a cure wounds. I have lay on hands.
[No healing here, I'm a Warlock lol. We could short rest here though, I feel like nothing's going to come find us. Maybe after we pull out whatever was in that book nook.]
Frangipani sighed and looked up, " Ok. Who got hit? "
she wamdered over towards Sparhawk and Vars and spat into her hands, rubbed them together and slapped them down hard on their wounds.
Cure Wounds Sparhawk- 10
Cure Wounds Vars- 7
Vars stands there for a moment, blades still out as if unsure whether or not the thing would leap back to life. Once it stays dead for a while, he quickly puts his swords back saying, "To think, Abernathy lived with that thing here...hopefully it wasn't his pet." He smiles a little, "Though I can't say I'm sorry. And if we have to rescue him from Thay, he'll have no room to complain."
Sparhawk goes to Vars. “My friend, nice fight!” He touches vars on the shoulders, prays a moment, and conveys 2 hp lay on hands.
If no one else is injured …
He heals himself 6 and thanks Frangipani for her Spit.
Vars flinches as Frangipani slaps his wound, but gives a smile as the pain subsides. "Thanks," Vars pats Sparhawk's shoulder, letting out a long breath. "Thanks to you as well. I think we gave that cabinet a good what for. Nice work everyone."
“We may have a secret compartment here on the bookcase. See that small door?”
Sparhawk stands back hoping someone with a keener eye can look for traps
still, perception to see if anything else on the book case area seems unusual roll]1d20+4[/roll]
18 Perception.
"Yes, well done crew." Sorsha says with a sigh of relief as the blob shape finally expires. "That thing messed us up bad and we should expect more threats in this place so I suggest we take a breather in here as soon as we have taken a closer look at this." She continues as she studies the secret compartment.
Perception: 18 Investigation: 8