His sword useless, Evrik continues to look for an escape, any escape. And then... "Water?! What in nine hells are you trying to do to me?" he screems at the others. As his panic increases, he attempts what he thinks is swimming only to splash away in a frenzy.
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Eldreth and Hemeth splash around as the water rises, trying to figure out what the hell is going on. None o' this seems natural! There's no way this water is jess comin' in 'ere and not flowing out the other 'oles! Eldreth then splashes to the edge checking out the wall...
Just as she was doing this, BIgz attack passes through the holes, but not far, striking against the stone of the room there. It seemed to hit where nothing was, but stuck there for a moment, before dissipating.
Eldreth watched this, and began touching and seeing the stone herself... Investigation: 16
Her investigation causes her to look around.. confused for a moment, but she realized she wasn't floating anymore... she had never been floating in the first place. And she shouted at everyone Tis some sort o' illusion! Grab yer wits, and look fer yerselves!
If you pass a DC 15 Investigation check you can realize the illusion is what it is, if not, you're still utterly convinced that everything happening is real.. Including that the room is almost entirely filled with water at this point. If you Fail the checks, you will have a total of 3 more tries to pass the save before you drown in the illusion, killing your character in reality. (This is similar to the Phantasmal Force spell)
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Evrik briefly gathers his wits about him, prays for guidance, and then tries to discover if in fact this madness around him is real. (Investigation DC15 14) He looks at Eldreth, still a bit cautious of her motives, but squeaks out a small "Thank you." He feels slightly better, but still... not quite himself... Why is everyone eyeing my things? And who was responsible for THAT?, he thinks to himself. So one of them offered some helpful advice, what's that prove. Maybe that's her way of trying to get close. Just to... to what? He crinkles his nose upward to sniff the air, puts a little distance between himself and the others, and finds a place where he can kneel down with his back against a wall.
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"Huh... Weird." He says as puts away the Dale. However, hearing Eldreth's words is enough to make him reconsider things. Dale thus began pushing against the wall in hopes of reinforce the idea breaking the illusion with his brain juice. Just like his master taught him... Wait, who was his master?
"Focus now, boyo. Got no time for a few wandering thoughts now."
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Chubby stands there, continually pondering the weird demon voice that was just in his head. He mumbles to himself, “we’ll all go nuts and claw ourselves from the inside? Huh?”
Chubby’s DC 15 Investigation check: 1
He still doesn’t get it. It takes him. A full minute to realize that there is water flowing into the room, quickly raising above his knee level. Then crotch level. He finally starts to feel buoyant, likes he’s floating away. Still lost in thought, though, as to just what the heck is wrong with this room.
Given his nature, the lizardman had not been too concerned about the rising water. He looks up from his fondling of the stalagmite upon hearing Eldreth state her belief that some illusory magics are at play here. "It seems real enough to me...but if you are sure... " He just shrugs in defeat as his actions thus far have not produced any real results and begins to cast another spell.
As Immotichey casts Dispel Magic, the world around them wavers, wavers... wavers...... And finally, Dissappears. The cave returns to normal, as all the holes dissappear as well... all thats left now, is the entrance they came in.... as well as the tunnel on the far side.
Everyone begins to snap out of it and realize their situation. Aside from any other effects they are experiencing (like wererat-ness)
From the far side of the cave, you all begin to hear clapping.
Impressive... I didn't expect you over-worlders to overcome my spell.... But color me impressed. A sensuous, sinuous voice dripping with what can only be described as lust. Around the corner appeared a female drow, clad in light-plate armor. She was tall, standing around 6'3", her crimson eyes were visible in the darkness.
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As he eyed the lizard licking his lips, he was in awe of the ability of the druid to transpose the scene. Perhaps he's the one I need to fear, Evrik thought.
And then she entered. Evrik compresses his self further into the wall, his lip curling up in a snarl. He can smell the evil as his whiskers begin to tingle. Moving ever so slightly, he makes sure his hand is on the Tentacle Rod so that he will be ready should the Drow decide to attack. He then peers out past the stranger as he sniffs the air and listens acutely for any others that may be assisting her. (Perception: 14)
Biggs almost fall flat on his face after spending so much time pushing against the wall. He regains his composure quickly, and upon seeing the drow woman. "Oh... huh... I guess you were responsible for that?" He asks gesturing to the space at large. "Cool... Kinda mean though.. But cool."he says, nodding in a sagely manner. "So, what do we owe the pleasure of your lovely company? The names Mr. Bigz, by the way? I... I'll let these ladies and gents, uhhh... introduce themselves. But nice to meet you, missss-mm?" He kind of motions for haphazardly for her to go on while giving a pleasant smile, seeming blissfully ignorant or ignoring the readied weapons from the new guys.
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(Perception to notice Evrik leering at me, 21)
Having returned to cave to its normal appearance, Immotichey breathes a sigh of relief. He glances around to the others to ensure that they are okay. There was almost something about Evrik to raise more concern, but the druid quickly put that out of his mind when the drow makes her presence known.
The lizardman slings his shield off his back and positions it on his arm. At the same time he utters a single word on draconic which causes his hand to ignite. Watching the drow closely, he draws his arm back, ready to release the firebolt at the first sign of agression.
“Finally, some *****.” Crispy says hungrily. “Alright, no one kill this one till i’ve had my fun. She’s nice and tall, too, no one decapitates her.” Crispy warns annoyingly. She turns to the drow. “Alright you sexy *****. Who are you and what do you want. Be nice and you can have me any way you want. Be mean and it just makes me hornier.”
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The drows' head cocks angularly, making it so only one of her crimson eyes was facing the group. She leans against the wall roguishly, as she crosses her arms. Eldreth and Hemeth both ready their weapons, not sure if she's a threat, but following everyone elses lead. Ach, what does a thrice-damned drow ***** want 'ere eh? You from Menzoborenzan? You been stalkin' us? And if nae, why are ye castin high level illusion maygic? The drow ***** smiles mischeviously as she draws a dagger, tossing it in the air and 7 fumbling it somewhat, to catch it.
Evrik cannot sense anyone else... except that damn human wants to take his scrolls! He just knows it!
Finally she answers; Well, this '*****' is not your enemy. But I had to test you.... I'm certain you over-landers are aware of one called Drizzt Do'Urden? I'm a friend of his. You can call me Lith... Just Lith. And as for you.. human.... if you want a piece of this, you'll have to earn it.
It takes a moment, but Mr. Biggs eventually shrugs off the exchange as a surface dweller thing and moves on. Just as he shrugged off the fumble as a peculiarity of elves...
"Can't say I know this Drizzt fella, but I assume he's of decent kin. Oh, and, uh, Nice to meet'cha, Lady Lith." He says after flipping his face plate off to reveal a toothy grin. "So, what's this test business all about? You look'n to hire some muscles with a few more than a couple of limestones rattling around in their skulls, or just curious how'd we react?" He asks, sounding genuinely curious. "It's cool all the same, though have'n a bit of warning would be nice, ya know?"
Crispy eyes Lith hungrily, moving closer, not acting hostile. Like an animal stalking it's prey. She waits for the answers to those questions, her loins beginning to get warm. This drow was tall. Beautiful. As they talked she studied her, analyzed her. Waited for her to explain her intentions. Then we would go from there.
Lith would think about things for a while, before settling on an answer.... If I had warned you.. it wouldn't really be a test now.. would it? And a little of both. Drizzt sent me here to investigate rumors of Demon lords appearing here in the Underdark. as he's too busy himself on the surface making out with over-worlders. It was hard to tell if there was a pang of annoyance in her words or not. And you're coming from where reports say a Demon lord has risen.. though I don't know which one. Do you all know anything about this?
Her breastplate exposed her small, supple breasts. What little of her arms could be seen, were rippling with definition. Yet she could cast spells of that magnitude... She was clearly a hybrid war caster.
So, I suppose the best answer to your question is.. I wish to join you on your journey.
Eldreth looked around Ach... we're not seriously considerin' lettin' this harlot join us are we? Drow are bad news.... How do we know she aint just usin the name of the only good drow to ever exist to earn our trust n' not betray us when we sleep?
Hemeth remained silent.. but it was clear by his demeanor he didn't want her here either.
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( I need to know a bit more about where you're attacking specxifically unless you're just attacking at random)
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His sword useless, Evrik continues to look for an escape, any escape. And then... "Water?! What in nine hells are you trying to do to me?" he screems at the others. As his panic increases, he attempts what he thinks is swimming only to splash away in a frenzy.
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(I didnt think this puzzle would be so hard for everyone to solve..)
Eldreth and Hemeth splash around as the water rises, trying to figure out what the hell is going on. None o' this seems natural! There's no way this water is jess comin' in 'ere and not flowing out the other 'oles! Eldreth then splashes to the edge checking out the wall...
Just as she was doing this, BIgz attack passes through the holes, but not far, striking against the stone of the room there. It seemed to hit where nothing was, but stuck there for a moment, before dissipating.
Eldreth watched this, and began touching and seeing the stone herself... Investigation: 16
Her investigation causes her to look around.. confused for a moment, but she realized she wasn't floating anymore... she had never been floating in the first place. And she shouted at everyone Tis some sort o' illusion! Grab yer wits, and look fer yerselves!
If you pass a DC 15 Investigation check you can realize the illusion is what it is, if not, you're still utterly convinced that everything happening is real.. Including that the room is almost entirely filled with water at this point. If you Fail the checks, you will have a total of 3 more tries to pass the save before you drown in the illusion, killing your character in reality. (This is similar to the Phantasmal Force spell)
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Evrik briefly gathers his wits about him, prays for guidance, and then tries to discover if in fact this madness around him is real. (Investigation DC15 14) He looks at Eldreth, still a bit cautious of her motives, but squeaks out a small "Thank you." He feels slightly better, but still... not quite himself... Why is everyone eyeing my things? And who was responsible for THAT?, he thinks to himself. So one of them offered some helpful advice, what's that prove. Maybe that's her way of trying to get close. Just to... to what? He crinkles his nose upward to sniff the air, puts a little distance between himself and the others, and finds a place where he can kneel down with his back against a wall.
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"Huh... Weird." He says as puts away the Dale. However, hearing Eldreth's words is enough to make him reconsider things. Dale thus began pushing against the wall in hopes of reinforce the idea breaking the illusion with his brain juice. Just like his master taught him... Wait, who was his master?
"Focus now, boyo. Got no time for a few wandering thoughts now."
Investigation: 22.
But he just can't seem to break through. Of all the times to be thinking of that hot water genasi woman from back in Gauntylgrim.
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Chubby stands there, continually pondering the weird demon voice that was just in his head. He mumbles to himself, “we’ll all go nuts and claw ourselves from the inside? Huh?”
Chubby’s DC 15 Investigation check: 1
He still doesn’t get it. It takes him. A full minute to realize that there is water flowing into the room, quickly raising above his knee level. Then crotch level. He finally starts to feel buoyant, likes he’s floating away. Still lost in thought, though, as to just what the heck is wrong with this room.
Last to know and first to be blamed...
As a free action, can I regret my life choices?
Given his nature, the lizardman had not been too concerned about the rising water. He looks up from his fondling of the stalagmite upon hearing Eldreth state her belief that some illusory magics are at play here. "It seems real enough to me...but if you are sure... " He just shrugs in defeat as his actions thus far have not produced any real results and begins to cast another spell.
Cast Dispel Magic
Ok here we go!
8
OH FOR ****S SAKE!! God damned useless.
As Immotichey casts Dispel Magic, the world around them wavers, wavers... wavers...... And finally, Dissappears. The cave returns to normal, as all the holes dissappear as well... all thats left now, is the entrance they came in.... as well as the tunnel on the far side.
Everyone begins to snap out of it and realize their situation. Aside from any other effects they are experiencing (like wererat-ness)
From the far side of the cave, you all begin to hear clapping.
Impressive... I didn't expect you over-worlders to overcome my spell.... But color me impressed. A sensuous, sinuous voice dripping with what can only be described as lust. Around the corner appeared a female drow, clad in light-plate armor. She was tall, standing around 6'3", her crimson eyes were visible in the darkness.
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Chubby quickly unsheathes his greatsword and crouches down into a Ready stance, and grits his teeth in anger...
Last to know and first to be blamed...
As a free action, can I regret my life choices?
As he eyed the lizard licking his lips, he was in awe of the ability of the druid to transpose the scene. Perhaps he's the one I need to fear, Evrik thought.
And then she entered. Evrik compresses his self further into the wall, his lip curling up in a snarl. He can smell the evil as his whiskers begin to tingle. Moving ever so slightly, he makes sure his hand is on the Tentacle Rod so that he will be ready should the Drow decide to attack. He then peers out past the stranger as he sniffs the air and listens acutely for any others that may be assisting her. (Perception: 14)
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Biggs almost fall flat on his face after spending so much time pushing against the wall. He regains his composure quickly, and upon seeing the drow woman. "Oh... huh... I guess you were responsible for that?" He asks gesturing to the space at large. "Cool... Kinda mean though.. But cool." he says, nodding in a sagely manner. "So, what do we owe the pleasure of your lovely company? The names Mr. Bigz, by the way? I... I'll let these ladies and gents, uhhh... introduce themselves. But nice to meet you, missss-mm?" He kind of motions for haphazardly for her to go on while giving a pleasant smile, seeming blissfully ignorant or ignoring the readied weapons from the new guys.
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(Perception to notice Evrik leering at me, 21)
Having returned to cave to its normal appearance, Immotichey breathes a sigh of relief. He glances around to the others to ensure that they are okay. There was almost something about Evrik to raise more concern, but the druid quickly put that out of his mind when the drow makes her presence known.
The lizardman slings his shield off his back and positions it on his arm. At the same time he utters a single word on draconic which causes his hand to ignite. Watching the drow closely, he draws his arm back, ready to release the firebolt at the first sign of agression.
“Finally, some *****.” Crispy says hungrily. “Alright, no one kill this one till i’ve had my fun. She’s nice and tall, too, no one decapitates her.” Crispy warns annoyingly. She turns to the drow. “Alright you sexy *****. Who are you and what do you want. Be nice and you can have me any way you want. Be mean and it just makes me hornier.”
(This is a little on the lazy side, but this summed up Mr. Bigz reaction just too nicely)
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The drows' head cocks angularly, making it so only one of her crimson eyes was facing the group. She leans against the wall roguishly, as she crosses her arms. Eldreth and Hemeth both ready their weapons, not sure if she's a threat, but following everyone elses lead. Ach, what does a thrice-damned drow ***** want 'ere eh? You from Menzoborenzan? You been stalkin' us? And if nae, why are ye castin high level illusion maygic? The drow ***** smiles mischeviously as she draws a dagger, tossing it in the air and 7 fumbling it somewhat, to catch it.
Evrik cannot sense anyone else... except that damn human wants to take his scrolls! He just knows it!
Finally she answers; Well, this '*****' is not your enemy. But I had to test you.... I'm certain you over-landers are aware of one called Drizzt Do'Urden? I'm a friend of his. You can call me Lith... Just Lith. And as for you.. human.... if you want a piece of this, you'll have to earn it.
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It takes a moment, but Mr. Biggs eventually shrugs off the exchange as a surface dweller thing and moves on. Just as he shrugged off the fumble as a peculiarity of elves...
"Can't say I know this Drizzt fella, but I assume he's of decent kin. Oh, and, uh, Nice to meet'cha, Lady Lith." He says after flipping his face plate off to reveal a toothy grin. "So, what's this test business all about? You look'n to hire some muscles with a few more than a couple of limestones rattling around in their skulls, or just curious how'd we react?" He asks, sounding genuinely curious. "It's cool all the same, though have'n a bit of warning would be nice, ya know?"
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Crispy eyes Lith hungrily, moving closer, not acting hostile. Like an animal stalking it's prey. She waits for the answers to those questions, her loins beginning to get warm. This drow was tall. Beautiful. As they talked she studied her, analyzed her. Waited for her to explain her intentions. Then we would go from there.
Lith would think about things for a while, before settling on an answer.... If I had warned you.. it wouldn't really be a test now.. would it? And a little of both. Drizzt sent me here to investigate rumors of Demon lords appearing here in the Underdark. as he's too busy himself on the surface making out with over-worlders. It was hard to tell if there was a pang of annoyance in her words or not. And you're coming from where reports say a Demon lord has risen.. though I don't know which one. Do you all know anything about this?
Her breastplate exposed her small, supple breasts. What little of her arms could be seen, were rippling with definition. Yet she could cast spells of that magnitude... She was clearly a hybrid war caster.
So, I suppose the best answer to your question is.. I wish to join you on your journey.
Eldreth looked around Ach... we're not seriously considerin' lettin' this harlot join us are we? Drow are bad news.... How do we know she aint just usin the name of the only good drow to ever exist to earn our trust n' not betray us when we sleep?
Hemeth remained silent.. but it was clear by his demeanor he didn't want her here either.
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