Out Of The Abyss (#16 PbP)

Svana stares daggers at the back of Ploopploopeen’s head, gritting her teeth while she, similar to Enkindle, readies a flickering orange flame in between her palms. She sucks in a breath when Duke attempts to dissuade Enkindle from causing an inferno, her own flame now nothing but a small spark. 

“We will not let them die here.” She concludes through clenched teeth in a response back to Phineas, eyes still focused on the priest, ready for him to drop the act. “Not while we all draw breath.”

Enkindle scowls back at Duke as the light from her palm abruptly goes out. "****. Off. Iron Lung." She says through gritted teeth. "The tenats are clear, much as I dislike the ****ers, and regardless... to my own well being. So let go 'fore I make you let go." She growls out lowly. And yet, despite the threat, she keeps from making good on it. Yet. Though its clear in her eyes that it would not take much to set the genasi off. Fortunately, if only for the moment, Duke had her full attention.

Amara narrows her eyes as Ploop appears to be doing nothing, the hand behind her back beginning to glow a fant gold that she carefully holds in check.

Ree'lyn | Drow | Warlock | Level 2 | AC 15 | HP 14/14 | Temporary HP 8/8 | Cantrips Known 2 | Spells Known 3 | Spell Slots 2/2 | Slot Level 1 | Innate spells 1| Eldritch Invocations 2

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'There is an opening here. Somewhere.' Glancing quickly around him to assess the situation and mark the positions of the nearest Kuo-Toa militia, Ree'lyn sees the companions getting ready to act with anxiety revealed in their expressions. He smiles and winks at Svana when their eyes meet as his hands prepare to release from the loosened bonds and his mystical energy shows the flicker of its power.

In deep thoughts these past two days, Ronnal couldn't find the time to speak out against this plan. "We didn't escape the drow just to die by these ******* fish people." He thinks to himself or anyone that is listening telepathically.

"Agreed," Amara replies to Ronnal over the bond. She narrows her eyes and messages Ploop. "High Priest, I'd like to respectfully request you carry out that attack now, before those three are sacrificed." Her mental voice carries a slight edge.

Blop brought her blade down upon Sarith's head, and unexpectedly, something unusual happened. As the blade cut into his skull, Jezzika looked on with surprise and shock as Sarith's head burst explosively, erupting spores and drow head cavity matter all over Ree'lyn, Jezzika, and Blop. "AGH!!" Jezzika barked in shock, turning away. Blop's face was covered in Sarith, and she cried out in horror, momentarily blinded.

That was all the distraction Ploop needed.

The archpriest of the Sea Mother raised his scepter, and brought it down hard upon his daughter. Covered in spores and drow head matter, Blop fell, dead. The koa-toa loyal to the him surged forward and in a battle cry, those loyal to Blop attacked the forces of the Sea Mother. As the two religious factions of the koa-toa fought, there was a moment of complete pandemonium, and also, now, an opportunity to escape the village.

But something else was happening.

Another sound rose above the burbling cries of the kuo-toa. The dark surface of the water farther out bubbled and began to foam. A massive thick, oily tentacle burst forth, followed by another. Then two monstrous heads broke the surface, both resembling hideous, angry baboons with wickedly curved tusks. Both heads were attached to a single torso, and the monster’s red eyes burned with bloodlust and madness. The creature rising from the Darklake must stood thirty feet tall or more, with water cascading down its back and shoulders. Upon reaching its full height, the great demon throws back both its heads and roars!

Demogorgon waded toward Sloobludop, heads roaring and gibbering, tentacles flailing and smashing the water. 

“Leemooggoogoon!” the koa-toa loyal to the Deep Dather screamed over and over again. The koa-toa loyal to the Sea Mother begin to flee, while the koa-toa loyal to the Deep Father rush towards the coast in religious fervor. You have the sickening notion that Demogorgon, the Prince of Demon, is not interested in their worship.

The sight of the Demon Prince is truly horrifying. DC15 WIS save or gain a level of madness. 

Wisdom: 13

WIS save: 24

For a split second, Ronnal hears a voice. "Stand strong this is our home. Retreat and come back once you're stronger."

Phineas tries not to freak out as the stranger thing rises: 12

Madness: 3

The gnome, though, fails miserably at that. Seeing the demon rise from the black lake, he begins screaming his head off in fear. "Shiiiiiiiiiiiiit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! We're alllllllll goooooooooinnnnnnng ttooooo dieeeee!"

Step Step Thud lets out a whimper as the Demon Prince prances powerfully.

Wis Save: 22

“What the ****.”

Wis save: 8

”WHAT THE ****!”

Madness: 25

Time: 10

Fear shot up her spine and no matter how much she wanted to run away from this monstrosity, her legs would not listen to her brain. All she could do was scream and cry.

Wis save: 15

Gwen is so preoccupied with the idea of creating and enhancing DUK3 that she has barely been aware what is going on. The truly frightening Demon Prince doesn't phase her.

Talike tries not to explode like Sarith: 16

Although she hadn't quite broken, Talike felt the voice coming back. She felt the urge to run into the water and join the Deep Father. She was barely able to force herself to run away. 

Wis Save(DC 15): 22.

"Helm perserve us.." A wide-eyed Enkindle whispers as she staggered back a step. Mustering her resolve, she snaps out of her binds and shout, "To the gates! Now! Duke! Grab Jezzika!" Immediately after she starts ushering and pushing people along.

Ree'lyn | Drow | Warlock | Level 2 | AC 15 | HP 14/14 | Temporary HP 8/8 | Cantrips Known 2 | Spells Known 3 | Spell Slots 2/2 | Slot Level 1 | Innate spells 1| Eldritch Invocations 2

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The smile died on Ree'lyn's face. The bright of his eyes dimmed. His breathing was now fast paced and short. - "No."

Wisdom saving throw: 13

Ash, at the immediate beginning of chaos, slips out of her fake manacles and rushes to retrieve both Ree'lyn and Jezzika. "Tine to g... what   the **** is that!" 

Wisdom save:  15

She is fazed momentarily but grabs each of their wrists and begins to force them to move back towards the group (who are assumingly about to flee). If either of them go catatonic in fear, Ash will slap them quickly with an "I'm sorry." If the slap also seems ineffective, Ash will attempt to carry the catatonic person just far enough for Duke to assist her. 

Why are you fleeing? He is weak. 

You're kidding right? **** that. I'd rather not die here.

Duke was built with a self-preservation instinct, but it was merely a formality by the guild that made him. If his owners needed him to engage in a self-destructive act, they could easily override him so that he would. But as he looked at the Demogorgon, he was being moved by something far greater than built in instincts. His mental processors seemed to be working overtime. His body was moving much faster than it had ever moved. He grabbed the hysterical Svana, clutching her to himself like a mother and child. He fled the scene with no thought for anything else, his sensory processors only hearing the desperate screams and cries of his friend. He didn't know what was happening to him, but his mind was focused on too many other things for him to ask a question right now.

MORNING

Jezzika stretched awake, a little hungover. Smacking her lips, she was a bit dehydrated and dizzy, but at least not nauseous. She leaned her head over and saw Ash. "Oh! Hey! Good morning." she smiled. She was still clothed, and figured someone must of carried her back to one of the huts to get some sleep. She got all of her things ready, made sure Umbra was safe in her backpack, and snorted in a laugh to Ash. "Welp, time to play bait."

NOW

Jezzika spun around towards the lake, wiping Sarith off her face, spitting. A horror from below, not just any horror, but the Prince of Demons itself. Her mouth wide at the sight of such a towering monstrosity it was time for her brain to react.

What the **** is that: 19

"Oh ****!! RUN!!" she yelled, as Ash came towards her and Ree'lyn. "Huey?? Huey!!" she screamed, and saw him grabbing his head in pure terror. "Huey! Wait! We can't leave him!" She ran with Ash and Ree'lyn and diverted her path just a bit to pull him up and try and drag him away. "He's having a panic attack! He's too heavy! I need help!" She tried to pull him up, and she managed to, but Huey was frantic and he was difficult to control. "It's ok! It's ok! Let's go! Look at me! Look at me! Come on!"

Wis ST: 21

Madness: 92

Time: 5

Amara starts screaming at the top of her lungs in a very impressive, shrill tone that goes on for a shockingly long time. Surely she has to breathe at some point?