Monstrous Compendium Vol. 1: Spelljammer Creatures
Frozen Sick
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Perception 15 passive 21
Stealth 18
Dustfinger tucks and rolls, reversing into a crouch to face Dirk. "Malyk's bloody balls, what was that?!" Sees Dirk's condition and reaches into his pack for a healing potion that isn't there.
Dirk is not moving. He is smoking though, it smells like cooked snake-person.
-We are all just one failed saving throw away from someone else's fantasy...
Dirk only:
Everything went dark. You felt your hair stand up for a fraction of a second, then nothing. You are definitely aware, you can see but you don't see anything, you don't hear anything but you don't feel as though you're deaf, you can't move, and you don't feel anything touching you. You are alone, naked, you think, but you are unable to look down to check. Trying to speak produces no sound. Trying to do anything produces no results, and the powerlessness is frightening. Are you dead? Is this what comes after? Have you Dirked for the last time? Thinking is the only thing you're able to do, so you dare not stop lest you stop existing. You mind races for what seems like too long. You start to despair. Is this what life is for you now?
A voice breaks the silence finally. The voice is deep, but somehow, feminine? It comes from everywhere at once, and while comforting that something else exists here, the volume and inability to cover your ears makes you cry involuntarily. "I've been watching you, Dirk Dinston. You grow in power, and embrace change. I have something for you. A deal. The power of chaos, in exchange for a meeting. That is all, promise to seek me out, and you will wield immense chaotic power. 'Who am I?' you must be thinking. There is one with whom you travel that I have also granted power to. Speak with the one you call Dustfinger. What say you, child? I will grant you to speak one word. What will your answer be?"
Silence again...
-We are all just one failed saving throw away from someone else's fantasy...
Unable to speak before I try to speak now. Sure?
Rainbow....... Mooo....
Dirk only:
"Ahhhh, how very 'you' that reply is. Or is it? Is that the real you? Are you true to yourself, Dirk? Or does that facade cover the pain of your past? Do not answer yet, for I don't think you know... Start on the path to Daoine Gloine. There you will find things that will help you locate the rest of my charges. Once all of you are in the same place, I will reveal myself."
The voice fades and you return to being unable to speak or move. You do not wake yet, (Let's give the others more time in suspense, shall we?) and the silent darkness becomes increasingly uncomfortable.
Dustfinger only:
You sense the presence of your patron, though you receive no message or direct contact from them.
-We are all just one failed saving throw away from someone else's fantasy...
I kneel down and put my hand on his chest. Cure wounds on Dirk11
Fjolnir stands motionless, crouched, looking around for clouds...
Dustfinger's skin crawls, a look of shock on his face.
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Rainbow....... Mooo....
Absinthe picks up Dirks body and puts him in the cart.
"Let's keep moving if we can."
Az Emberi goes in to try and heal Dirk, unaware if it will even work... if he's still even alive.
Fjolnir cautiously watches the sky as Dustfinger is frozen in shock.
Absinthe moves in with Az to haul the body to the cart.
Before Az and Absinthe are able to touch Dirk, a blast of force knocks them back, and they have to brace themselves to not fall over. A strange translucent shield prevents them from touching him. He is lifted off the ground by an unseen force and slowly turned upright. Once on his feet, his eyes flutter open and he appears conscious.
-We are all just one failed saving throw away from someone else's fantasy...
"Dirk?" Cast shillelagh and get ready if need be.
Daoine Gloine!! Geez **** christballs! What the duck is going on? G'damn malevolent voices echoing from the void... IM NOT EVEN ON ANY DRUGS!.... at the moment.
Rainbow....... Mooo....
I repeat. "Dirk? You alright?"
I check all my visible parts and test my senses......... uh.... sure?
Rainbow....... Mooo....
Az Emberi formerly being a wolf and now being a human with a glass eye in his forehead shrugs and slacks his shillelagh arm and says. "Ok. Let's get that drink and figure out what that was."
An hour later you're back in town. If you're headed right to the bar, it's there, waiting for you with comforting booze.
-We are all just one failed saving throw away from someone else's fantasy...
Looks like he's minding his business, but is keeping an eye on Dirk.
Az walks in gets the bartender's attention. "A round" then dots with crew at a table in the back.