Dungeon of the Mad Mage (#9 PbP)

Purple or is that pink?

It's whatever you want it to be lol

((green?))

(normally I'd say green, but I'm kinda feeling purple/pink)

Pink/ blue

Legs go with pink.

Yellow!  No, wait, orange!  Crap.  Taupe?  Maroon?  Black?  Oh, whatever.  OU812 follows Scooby and the Gang down the pink path.

(yes, let's dive into the pink)

As you guys walk down this particular hallway, you can eventually hear the groaning of wood coming from down the hall, as if something is slowly moving towards you all. Then you hear something snapping, being released.

7

A massive spear on magical fire roars towards Lythril:

Attack: 25 Damage: 27

The spear goes directly through you, slamming you into the floor and knocking you prone, stuck on the spear like a caught fish. It hurts really bad.

Azrael tenses as they go down the hallway, and Lythril is impaled, he runs to her, as fast as his large body can, and offers to Help her or someone else if she can't, to get her off of it. (granting advantage to whomever)

Someone stand watch or press forward, there's an enemy or a trap ahead...

Grianne will help when the spear is removed with a cure wounds level 3 for 10 to help stick her impaired flesh and insides back together.

Ra’iik will snap it off at one end and push it through her back to remove it safely.

Athletics: 11

... at least he’ll attempt to lol

medicine 18

Griannes got this, her previously cast spell will button the wound up and put all the wiggly bits in their proper place.

Another loud creak of wood and a THUNK down the hall

4

Ra'iik! Watch out!!

Attack: 19 Damage: 8

A huge magical fiery spear impales you. You start to wonder if hanging out in this hall is a good idea. Talk about pin the tail on the Paladin.

a short while earlier...

Azrael's thoughts haunted Evrik as they continued down the hall. The thought that the sinister sister had not fallen, or worse, risen again could not be put from his mind. Why would she call to him now?, he wondered. Evrik looked up at the proud Azrael as he reached into his back to touch the folded paper. The words there inscribed on the page began to come to life in Evrik's mind...

Evrik,

The way of the wood has guided our village since time forgotten. It has served us and our elders. Our priests and their followers like you and I have helped our people and our village to have peace and to live happy healthy lives. The offerings to the wood keeping at rest that which should stay at rest, and our study and understanding of the forces allowing our gods to work through us to harness the energy that saves and heals.

But the wood is sometimes dark. Lest you know your path and keep it true, what lurks there may divert you from your course. This knowledge that we have come to know which bestows life and vigor can also corrupt it. There are those who have secrets that have not been shared. And I know little but know you feel it too. Knowledge you wish to acquire is known. The priest has not told you the whole truth.

The life you sought may yet be found...

Your friend, 

Siggarlum

The thought of his old friend saddened him. When they laid Sig to rest, it was almost more than Evrik could handle. They had become close in the years that Evrik studied with him and the old priest. Siggarlum too was a priest, but much younger than the old priest that was there the day Evrik learned of his fathers death.  And though Sig was older than Evrik, the two had such devotion to learning they had become fast friends.  So it was heart wrenching when Sig's body was returned from that journey. Brought home to rest. And it was years later when Evrik found the letter. Tucked away in an old tome that his friend must have known Evrik would eventually read again.

The life you sought may yet be found?, Evrik asked himself. What could he have meant?

Back to the present...

Evrik snaps out of his thoughts to see his companions being impaled. "Stop!" Evrik says to everyone. "Something must be triggering these spears. Take a look around," he adds as he prays for guidance and looks around the hall for traps and pressure points. (Perception: 6)

Great post, as usual, man. Loving the character development. You guys rock!

OU812 will pull out a javelin, rear back, and make a running throw of it down the hallway.  He has a range of 120' at full strength, so let's see if he hits anything:

Attack: 23 Damage: Unable to parse dice roll.

WHIFF!

The immediacy of the danger had pushed away the thoughts of Tiamat for now. It was something that could be pondered when there was less danger imminent, Azrael bared his teeth, his current crisis of faith still effecting him. Azrael heard the call from Evrik and Dashed down the hall, 14 his eyes wide as he scans the floors and walls for pressure plates, switches, etc though his primary goal was to find out if there was a being behind htis or of it was simply a trap.

(if its not clear, that 16 is a PER check)

As you dash down the hallway, you can see two massive animated ballistae slowly creaking their way down the hallway towards the party. There are double doors closed beyond. They are ready to fire again.