The One Who None Come Out: Campaign Thread

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Con sav 13

Stun save 5

Above rolled in game log.

Can't roll a successful save.

 You are no longer stunned and take the full damage for devour brain

(Oh ok. But creature sense shouldn’t work on Etrus I think.]

[“A creature protected by a mind blank spell, a nondetection spell, or similar magic can’t be perceived in this manner”.]

Etrus and the Elder Brain take 18 psychic and Etrus is Stunned. The storm of radiance ends. 

(Your ability specifies Telepathy)

((ignore))

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Con sav 13

Stun save 5

Above rolled in game log.

Can't roll a successful save.

 You are no longer stunned and take the full damage for devour brain

 I am at -5.

Okay

OOC: Do you guys want to restart this encounter? because I think all of you are frustrated, and I'm frustrated as well.

OOC: Rather than just restarting the encounter, perhaps it would work better to say instead of exploring the pit, we went back to the behir, told it we killed the beholder, but a chasm opened up providing access to new horrors, then go back to town to replace missing members and gather equipment to prepare for decent into the chasm. Including the Hellhound if it is sticking with us.

OOC: That could work!

And the hellhound would stay

OOC: Gail is happy to have her own doggie 😊

OOC: Shall we continue to exit the dungeon and talk with behir while your recruiting new members?

The (non?) Dead Doc agrees?

Gail leads the group back to the Behir's cave. Hopefully uneventfully, since we had cleared the passage on the way out.

Once there Gail calls out, "We've killed the beholder!"

Musashi follows a few paces behind Gail, his heavy boots thudding against the cave floor.  He carries his maul across his shoulders, the weight of the iron a comfort after the weightlessness of the Mind Flayer's magic.  He looks tired.  His armor is scorched by psychic energy and splattered with purple ichor.  But his posture remains disciplined.

He lets out a short, sharp huff of air...the closest he usually gets to a laugh...as Gail makes her grand announcement.

"Should have brought the head" Musashi grunts, though there’s a rare, faint glimmer of approval in his eyes as he looks at Gail.  "Hard for folks to argue with a trophy that has ten eyes and a grudge."

He finds a flat stone and sits, finally letting the tension drain from his shoulders.  He begins the methodical process of checking his gear, pulling a sharpening stone from a pouch to work out a small nick in his maul's head.

"Doc" he says, nodding toward JoJo without looking up from his work.  "You still with us?  You were looking a bit...light on your feet back there.  That squid almost had you for a snack."

(OOC: I thought the fight with the mindflayers was retconned not to happen, that instead of going there we went back instead.)

(OOC: I think so too)

Gail continues updating the Bahir, "But it left a trap that opened a deep chasm. As we were making our way out of there we saw the chasm crossed several other levels, including a couple with giant brains in lakes, one undead, and one alive. We'll be returning to deal with those. Do you know another way to access the lower levels? We could descend the chasm, but that would leave us vulnerable while descending. Also my new friend here," pats hellhound, "can't climb down a rope."

OOC: Sorry...wasn't sure how far back we retconn'd.  Here's a new version-

Musashi shifts his weight, the heavy laquered plates of his Ō-yoroi armor settling with a dull rattle.  He’s relieved to have the solid stone of the Behir's cave under his boots again.  That business with the chasm...the dizzying heights and the strange, pulsing psychic energy...had felt like a bad dream he was glad to wake up from.

He stands a half-step behind Gail, his massive maul resting across his shoulders.  He doesn't say much, but his eyes are constantly scanning the cave's shadows, his hand never far from the hilt of his backup maul (OOC: just call him Darth Maul...mwahahaha).  He's a man who trusts a solid wall more than an open air shaft any day.

"Ropes are for sailors and thieves" Musashi grunts, his deep voice vibrating in the chamber.  "A warrior needs his feet on the ground to put his weight into a strike.  If there's a path that doesn't involve dangling over a five-hundred-foot drop, I'm all for it."

He looks down at the hellhound Gail is patting, then back to the Behir.

"Besides, the beast is right.  We're a heavy company.  We drop down a rope, we're just bait on a hook for whatever's swimming below (OOC: That's a metaphor...he's not actually talking about swimming).  If you know a tunnel that actually has a floor, now would be the time to mention it."

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Gail continues updating the Bahir, "But it left a trap that opened a deep chasm. As we were making our way out of there we saw the chasm crossed several other levels, including a couple with giant brains in lakes, one undead, and one alive. We'll be returning to deal with those. Do you know another way to access the lower levels? We could descend the chasm, but that would leave us vulnerable while descending. Also my new friend here," pats hellhound, "can't climb down a rope."

 The Behir nods, saying, "Yes, correct, but you'd have to get through most of the colony before you get to the Elder Brain."

The Behir also says "Would you also like to have some magical items? Because I am willing to give some"

Musashi eyes the Behir with a warrior's pragmatism, ignoring the glint of gold for something far more substantial.  "If your hoard holds the Manual of Gainful Exercise, I would have it.  I have reached the limit of what common sweat can provide, and I must push past it to crack the shell of an Elder Brain."