Dungeon of the Mad Mage (#9 PbP)

"Come on you lazy bones..." *pat pat Evrik's face* "Get on up..." *pat pat* "Oi, no time for napping!"

"Want to do it the hard way then?" Lythril drags the Dwarf out of the room and down the hall to safety.

"Wake up already!" *sigh* "Fine...Rilifane, please help this man. He is good, if misguided"

cure wounds 6

Grianne leaves the room and shifts back into her elf form.  Stupid rune magic.

Whether Evrik had been in the room or not, Mr. Biggs had only paused mid-raising of his cup to his lip upon witnessing the magical event for a brief few seconds. Then with a "Huh... well that went about as well as I figured", it is right back to consuming his lunch. The fact that it thawed instantly a few seconds later did little to motivate him to move to the room. But, he at least took out a Healer's Kit, Ready to offer to any that dared rush back in or vice versa that looked in need of it.

"So what have we learned?" Mr. Biggs nonchalantly request of Dani before taking in another mouthful of gumbo. He then glances over to Azrael, stares at him for a while, then with a defeated sigh, he packs up his things. "Presumably, if none of you object, I'm just gonna start carrying your friend over there back past the rust room at the very least. Maybe treat'im there further, if at all possible, seeing as how magic hadn't done the done the trick so far." He says, reminding folk of Evrik's attempt.  

What happened ?Grianne says through chattering teeth. The furs lining her armor slowly warming her back up.

Ra'iik also gives 10 HP with lay on hands to Dani and Az and to himself.

You all realize you most likely triggered one of Halaster’s vile traps. Unfortunately, some of you got a bit beat up. The room remains deathly cold, but the rune is no longer glowing, thankfully.

Danitriel opened her mouth to answer Alessandra, but then Ra'iik lay his hands on herself and Azrael. "Heh, looks like Rai already got it. Still, I can also cast Leomund's Tiny Hut so we should find somewhere nearby to rest up and get our spells back."

Rest up and i'll make a map of what's left over on this level. You're all almost done with level 2!

Azrael Con Save 2: 6

Azrael is becoming more and more unaware of his surroundings, darkness clouding his vision. Remember, he weighs 250 LBs

(Az, Ra'iik healed you for 10 by Lay on Hands)

Grianne cast goodberry and passes them out.  If anyone is hungry, i made some more berrys

"mmm..Love your berries!" A little bit of berry juice dribbles down her chin and Lythril savors the flavor with a smile.

OOC agreed, we need a place to rest.

Ra’iik is thoroughly impressed if Dani casts tiny hut. He can’t stop pointing out how convinient everything is, how it kind of blows his mind a little. He will also rest up, finding a comfy arm chair to lay in.

"I don't think healing is going to help him, um..." She kneels there awkwardly a moment before taking off the cloak that was given to her by OU812 and lays it on Azrael hoping that would help. "Aren't dragons cold blooded? I think we need to warm him up. I-I don't have anything else." She looks to OU812. "... Would you happen to have a heater feature?"

Taking Alessandra's suggestion, OU812 reaches into his pack and pulls out a flask of oil.  Pouring it over some smashed up pieces of flotsam, he then lights it on fire, creating an instant bonfire to help warm dragonman up.

"I would indeed appreciate having one for emergencies." Wedge chitters at and whacks Bigg's uncovered head. "And so would Wedge here, if it could be spared. Had my spider gumbo earlier, and am quite full."Then to Aless he says in passing, "There not. If anything, he should've been the least affected by the cold compared to even my furry ass. Even the blues, and they live in deserts typically." Biggs yawns and goes to find a corner to lay in the hut if allowed in. "Not unless he has Lizardfolk blood in'em. Wouldn't hurt to warm up though. Probably."   

Before the Long Rest of recovery, Mr. Biggs will try to cast two Sendings. 

The first is to his mentor to merely check in, and alert Mr. Id of his being in the Undermountain. And if he should do some 'grocery shopping' while he is there.

For DM:

Should nothing bad happen in doing so, he tries to send the next message to Crispy, inquiring into her current predicament, then try to rest. 

If nothing else works, Ra’iik will attempt to channel thunderous smite into his fingertips. Using an element of control, he’ll gently deliver a jolt of electricity into the electric dragon. One finger placed at the top of his right hand chest, they other on the opposite side, just under the ribs. (Let me know if I need a roll)

 Grianne casts create bonfire really close to Azrael, but not close enough to burn him. As its magic it needs no wood to burn. Just my awesome druid power.

Danitriel waits till they find a good empty space before she casts Leomund's Tiny Hut.

Inside the hut is a gentle warmth, and the inside is lit by a pattern of stars and the moon on the inside of the dome. Soft elvish music plays in the background and the hut is carpeted with an illusion of emerald grass and autumn leaves, the air carries the faint scent of roses and invisible mattresses of air await the bodies of any who wish to sit or lie down.

Lythril takes another berry into her mouth and carefully masticates it into a fine juicy paste. She then puts her lips upon Azrael's and lets the healing juice flow into his muzzle. Maybe the kiss and juice will wake him.