Necromancer's Delusion-Homebrew

Medicine check! 11

Mucor coughs wildly as blood falls to the ground. "What... What's happening! Where is button... I'm going to burn that ungrateful traitor!" Mucor would snarl inbetween labored breaths.

(OOC... yup, that roll seems about right, the old +10 isn't gunna help that :D)

(I have never seen this bad of consecutive rolls in a game... ever.  The conflicting great rolls from everyone else are struggling to keep up with Mucor's bad... dying... i snorted in my office... I'm so sorry Mucor)

Mucor- you have no idea what's going on, you are just in intense pain.

Inara staggers back somewhat surprised that the spell worked.  "Mucor! What's wrong?  What hurts?  Laura, can you try healing him?"  Laura steps over and lays her hand on Mucor casting Cure Wounds and healing you 26.  

Mucor- Despite the healing energy you feel no reprieve from the intense pain.  Make a CON save!

(OOC: Button did tell Mucor that he was going to eat him though, so Mucor knows it is Button correct? Post 6171 or Would I not know it is button's voice?)

(You definitely know it’s button. Just need a con save.)

OOC: Sorry! I missed the con save request for some reason!

Con save! 18

"Graaaahhhhh" Mucor would growl through clenched teeth as he clutches his chest. "My skin.. and lungs.... feel like they're on fire.." He would cough up a bit more blood... "Damn that greedy deathcap. I'll make Button pay for this!" He would curse as he tries to stagger to his feet.

Mucor- You manage to remain conscious through the pain and lay on the ground writhing.

Laura Medicine:  28   

Laura approaches you and examines the blood and your body trying to see if she can notice what's wrong.  She looks but can't determine the cause of the pain.

Inara Nature:    22 

Inara walks around to the other side of you and catches a glimpse of Button Jr who immediately slithers back under your clothing and skin.  "It's still infesting him!" she says adding. "This may take longer than we thought.  Laura, try to focus on purifying a limb."   

Laura reaches and grab Mucor's clinched right arm and tries to steady him as she casts a spell.  Her eyes glow and flash as the holy energy passes from her body to your arm and you watch as black goop begins to seep from some of Mucor's pores.  The goop hardens instantly into a small crystalline mass and falls off taking a chunk of skin with it.  Blood rushes up and begins to drip from the wounds.   "gods!" she says taken aback as the gruesome sight.  At the same time Inara grasps Mucor's head in her hands and releases her own spell.  You watch the same black goop ooze from his eyes, ears and mouth.  "We have to cleanse every part of him and force the infestation out together.  See if there are more clerics who can assist us.  I don't know if we have enough strength left to fully cure him between the two of us." Inara says looking at Laura and then to Varian.

Mucor- the pain is immense, like your arm and head have been dipped into boiling acid... but after a few seconds you feel a small release of pain from from your head and right arm.  They still hurt but it is a familiar less intense pain, a pain you're used to experiencing when struck in combat.  Pain that will heal.      Roll a d20 no modifier!  (this is to see if there are any clerics at the tower who can assist.)

Mucor grinds his teeth and breaths rapidly through clenched teeth!
17

Well that is pretty good. Way better than the 3 I was expecting.

Varian nods and immediately begins casting message.  Inara and Laura each purify your left arm and upper torso causing more pain but also systematically removing the fungal infestation.  They begin to remove your clothing to make sure the infestation is being contained and removed.  Within a minute the first individual arrives from within the tower.  A short gnome wearing white robes and a breastplate come running towards you.  "We need to restore his abdomen.  Start from his breastbone and focus your energy down." Inara says firmly, sweat beginning to form at her brow as she focuses closely on Mucor's body.  Another few seconds pass before a second individual, a tall human male dressed in ornamental half-plate rushes to the group.  

Now only wearing his undergarments, Mucor lies on the stone floor of the tower in a cold sweat.  Black crystal droplets are scattered around his body and small pools of blood and fluid begin to form near each open wound.  The human male kneels to examine Mucor and follows Inara's instructions focusing on your legs while Laura uses her remaining power to begin healing the open wounds.  

Mucor- Make a final Con save!

Aryn watches the events unfold like a bad nightmare.  She rotates between pacing back and forth to just standing still and staring.  Tears fall from her eyes in a constant stream and she does her best to wipe them away each time they cast a spell.  After they move towards his lower body she'll move over to his head and if allowed sit and hold his head in her lap occasionally dropping tears on his face.

Here goes!

22

Not super great :P You better not go easy on me lol. I don't know the DC but if I miss it you better not bend any rules :P

(lol wouldn't dream of it.  The only reason you're alive right now is because Aryn surprised me by going to the tower and contacting Varian. Literally one of the only people capable and knowledgeable enough to assist in this, not to mention their fortune with the dang dice.  Freaking a Aryn.  Mucor you better marry this girl bc she's saved your skin multiple times now. Below 10 would've been death.  Above 15 you remain conscious.)

Mucor- Though everything in your body wants to give up and just die, you find the will to live. The last thing you see before your vision goes dark is Aryn's face cupping your head in her lap as she weeps over you.  Your pulse slows and becomes faint.  You hear the constant muffled noise of voices around you then suddenly silence.  You feel as though you're trapped again in your mind, you feel the pain ease followed by the sensation of floating and a sensation that can only be described as peace.  You hear Button's voice in your head. "Hello friend.  I thought this was what you wanted... to be part of a family?  To be with us.  Tell the people to stop.  They're hurting us.  They're hurting you.  Don't leave us... don't" Buttons says before suddenly getting cut off.   Silence.  There's an audible POP  in your mind and your  semi-consciousness fades into nothing but sleep.  You do not dream you do not think you have no bearing on time, life, or setting.  

Aryn- you watch through teary eyes and Mucor looks up at you tries to raise his arm to touch your face but it falls back to the ground as his eyes close.  The human male expends a spell causing Mucor's left leg to ooze more black ichor.  The male focuses again and expends another spell on the right leg just as Inara uses the last of her energy to focus on the lower abdomen again.  You watch as a rippling wave of holy and restorative energy ripples through Mucor's body.  Black goo drips from the leg and the writhing form of Button jr is forcefully expelled from Mucor's belly button in a mass of black goop.  The goop solidifies around Button jr who attempts to poison Inara as she moves to wipe the goop away.  Varian reflexively casts a spell and you watch as a small high pitched squeal escapes from Button jr before he and the black semi-crystalline mass is disintegrated into ash.   "It is done." Inara says breathing heavily and checks over Mucor's body while the other clerics stand to their feet. "He's alive, but just barely.  The pain has weighed greatly on his body and now only time and rest will tell if he will be able to recover." Inara says finally getting to her feet.  Though the whole experience seems to have taken a lifetime, only an hour has passed.  "We should get him to a warm safe place where he can rest. Though I fear moving him too much may cause more harm than good." Laura says breaking the silence.  Varain looks down at the unconscious body of Mucor and says, "Aryn, would you like us to take him back to Castle Daybreak or do you want to stay here?" 

Aryn struggles to form words but manages to say, "Here."  not wanting to leave his side or have to move.  Mucor was alright, at least Inara thought so.  She knew she needed to let go of him but she just wanted to sit here a little longer and watch his chest move up and down with each breath.  After another minute or two she would gently lay his head down and get to her feet.  "Take him wherever you think is safest, just keep him alive.  Varian, do you have an empty vial I can borrow?" she asks already formulating a plan of her own making in her mind.  If she is given one she'd collect the ashes from Button Jr and put them in the vial.  "Inara, what can you tell me about mushrooms? Specifically how to kill mushrooms." her bloodshot eyes flaring with rage.

Varian turns back to the two clerics and thanks them for their aid.  They each come by and lay a hand on Aryn's shoulder to try to provide a small level of comfort before leaving.  Varian rummages through his robe and pulls out an empty vial, "Here, my dear.  I'll make the necessary arrangements for a room to be prepared for the two of you." he says with a bow and walks a few paces away and begins sending messages.  Laura watches over Mucor while Aryn and Inara converse.    Inara smiles compassionately at Aryn and says, "There are many ways to kill plants and fungi.  Mushrooms tend to be a bit harder to kill but there are a variety of poisonous elements that can destroy the tissue and root system entirely.  These poisons do take some time and generally damage all plant life nearby, sometimes for years. Fire is usually a good quick method as long as you take the time to be thorough.  Mushrooms are quite resilient and even the smallest trace can trigger regrowth.  Then there's always starving, the longest and most tedious but it ensures the complete death of the fungus.  Regardless of the manner, each of these methods can accomplish the job as long as you are dilligent.  However, rest for you is just as important as rest for Mucor.  You have been under a great deal of stress and should try to find a way to relax if possible." she says knowing where Aryn's mind is but not what method she wishes to pursue.  

(OOC: Well that was close! So a quick history of Mucor... I ALMOST die to a bite from a werewolf before Almost dying in an attempt to transform from a minotaur to an elf so that I would be more accepted / fell better about myself only to have my best friend who I created as a way to have someone to talk to when I was lonley. Then it decided to try to murder me and ALMOST kill me again... Even though I was only ever super nice to Button. I feel like I have had a lot of very close calls with death lol and basically none of them would have been truly combat related. The werewolf bite would have been the closest but the werewolf itself wasn't a big deal.. it was because he was a super werewolf with a death bite that almsot got me :D)

(Well when you put it that way... yes, you've made some questionable choices and nearly died.  But, at least you did so with style.  Think of how many people just choke on a grape.) 

(OOC: I was trying REALLY hard to change the lyrics to the Fresh Prince of Belair themesong to work as a back story for mucor lol. "This is a story all about how this minotaurs life got flip-turned upsidown!")

Aryn nods contemplating in her mind. "So you think Valeera could easily dispose of the mushroom problem we have?  If you do, then I think I can find rest quite easily." she says.  Her face turns more serious, almost like a child asking a parent a question of world shattering importance. "Is he going to be alright?  Do you think he will be able to be up and about tomorrow?"  

Depending on how Inara answers, Aryn will either ask more questions or follow the group along to whatever room they've made for Mucor to rest in.  

(I think Xtra just wants to kill you.)

(OOC: So now that Mucor hates mushrooms.. he works to somehow completely change his subclass of druid in his quest to be the biggest pain in the ass character ever ;) )

Inara smiles and almost chuckles to herself. "Yes, Valeera is more than capable for your needs.  That is good to hear, because he needs you to be strong even when he can't be."  Her smile fades just a bit as she looks to the body lying on the floor then back to Aryn, "Mucor has an indomitable will to live.  Whether driven by some personal goal or perhaps... by love... whatever the cause he will survive this." she says looking deep into your eyes. Her expression grows more concerned and she adds, "I only question how much more his soul can withstand.  Pain and close encounters with death fatigue more than one's body.  He is a good boy, full of passion.  How long he needs to rest will be determined by how quickly his body can heal.  The infestation within his body was consuming him, changing his body, his mind perhaps.  For now though, rest.  He is in good care.  You were wise to bring him here.  I doubt he would've survived if you had gone anywhere else, even amongst your friends.  His affliction was that bad."  she says pulling you into a warm embrace.  

A group of mages approach from the hallway to the south and Varian points towards Mucor who begins to float in the air.  His clothes are collected and placed into his bag.  Two mages gently grasp either end of Mucor and guide him down the hallway.  This somber procession appears more as a funeral as the grave implications of what could have happened remain fresh on every mind.  You enter carefully ascend a couple flights of stairs before walking down another small corridor to a wooden door.  It opens into a square room with two beds, and a large wooden chest.  "This will serve as your chambers for the night.  You will both be safe here." Varian says and pulls back the covers with a flick of his wrist as he lowers Mucor's body onto the bed then covers it up. The other mages exit and close the door leaving only Varian, Laura and Inara behind in the room.  "Aryn, thank you for trusting me to aid you with this.  I'm sorry I could not have been of more use but I'm glad you mentioned Inara.  I fear without her aid we would've been unsuccessful in saving him.  Laura and I must return to Arix but should you require my aid, simply request it and I will come if able." Varian says with a simple kiss on the hand then he and Laura bow and vanish in a flash of arcane energy leaving Inara behind.  "With your permission I will remain here while you rest to watch over Mucor." Inara says with a small bow of her head.

Mucor- roll 3d8+4 to see how many hours you are unconscious.

17 hours