Allister finds that Glimbul wasn't kidding when he said the floor was slick. He quickly finds his balance, but his forward movement continues. He slowly slides across the room without moving an inch, meerly maintaining his balance. The fighter slides under the covered sphere, looking up at it prepared, but nothing strikes out at him. He only stops when his boots hit the wall on the other side of the room.
Allister reaches the wall and prepares to slide back. „There is some kind of sphere under the cover, looks like iron. But I can’t reach the cover. Do you have any spells to blow it away? Like Booosey did with the poison gas once...“
Yelling to the fighter, the barbarian exclaims, "I know I shouldn't be the one asking what is safe or not, however should we be taking the cover off? It could lead to a much more dangerous trap."
Nenne borrows one of the party's shorter ropes and hands and end to the goliath, wrapping the other around her arm. "I have a theory I would like to test. If I may borrow your strength a moment..."
She takes a cautious step onto the slick floor and slides out until the rope goes taut.
As Nenne tests the floor, her attention is drawn towards the ceiling a fuzzy beam of energy, reddish in color, lances out from a point in space to connect with the drape covering the sphere. The drape is torn off the sphere, sent flying to the eastern side of the room. A floating, ten foot sphere of iron is revealed - Nenne immediately feels her armor around her tug. The eladrin is sent dlying through the air, to land heavily against the sphere (6 bludgeoning damage).
From above the party, a disembodied voice babbles out in a language no one understands. Accompanying this is a deep, gutteral laughter.
From high in the chamber three more beams of energy lance out. A thick, fuzzy beam tinged with red like before strikes Allister in the arm. The fighter tenses for a moment, but it doesn't last.
A thin, yellow beam plants itself against Lo's head and he collapses to the ground.
A fuzzy black beam as thick as Nenne's leg strikes her square in the side. The color drains from the eladrin's face as she cries out in pain.
Gutteral giggles and deep speech sound out still from on high, though the source of the energy beams does not make itself apparent.
Seeing the chaos ensue Glimbul moves to the doorway to look for the cause. Finding the general area of the creature he attempts to fire his arrow at it. Only for the large iron ball to attract the arrow to it. Eyes widen as the situation becomes more clear, “We have to get out of here!”
A thin, yellow beam zaps out at Allister, who promptly topples to the floor, Lo snores loudly, and a second beam, this one thick, fuzzy, and black burrows into Allisterxs back as he slides across the floor.
Allisterˋs face clearly shows the pain he is in after the black beam hit him. He scrambles to his feet near the entrance and rips the rope from his pack. As he turns his back to Glimbul he can see black ooze flowing down Allisterˋs back under his armor, the smell of decaying flesh makes his stomach uneasy. Allister throws the rope to Nenne and yells „We will pull you down.“
A thing green beam shoots out at Nenne's leg as she stuggles to pull herself free. Just as the beam is about to drive into her knee, she lets the armored leg fall against the iron ball again. The beam sizzles into the wall of the chamber with no apparent effect.
Nenne holds the rope and focuses on the tiles next to Lo, expecting herself to vanish and reappear..****y she doesn't. Her perceptive ears catch the otherworldly babbling above her and she rapidly puts all that she's seen together in a flash of inspiration.
"Magic is useless from the sphere to beyond the doorway!" she shouts to her friends. "I failed to teleport! This is a Beholder!"
She glances back up to where she believes is the source of the chattering and then looks back at her friends. The blue in her complexion fades as she allows herself a smile. She takes the rope and ties it around her, struggling hard against the pull of the sphere. When she finishes, she offers one last look at her friends.
Seeing Nenne struggling to release herself, Boosey pulls out his dagger and clamps it between his teeth. In a remarkable turn of speed for the gnome, he shinnies up the rope that Allister is holding to within touching distance of the cleric, looking over her armour to see where would be best to start cutting. "Hold fast, Nenne. This isn't over yet!" he mumbles through the dagger, imbuing the cleric with Bardic Inspiration.
As the giggles descent on the party three more beams are fired.
A thick fuzzy beam connects with the sleeping Lo, jolting him awake with intense pain as the skin around where the beam hit begins to fester and blacken.
A thin black with red lightning beam hits Glimbul turning the spot black as he grits his teeth to endure the brunt of the force.
A thick gray beam narrowly flies under Boosey as he swings his way across the rope.
Having felt the pain of the most recent attack, and knowing his arrows are useless in the face of the iron ball, Glimbul retreats. “I am more in the way here than I am good, we must leave as soon as you all can. I pray you all are able to save Nenne as well, I will be going on ahead.” He quickly moves around the corner clutching the part of him that was hit while fear and frustration fills his face.
The same beam that lifted the cover from the sphere shoots out, lancing into Boosey. The gnome is straightened like a board and hurled through the air farther into the room (8 bludgeoning damage).
Straining from the recent pain, Lo watches as Boosey is flung. "No!" He yells as he turns around and watches Nenne get pulled to the metal ball as well. "No no no!" The barbarian, coughing blood up as he stands, strugs it off as he begins to yell mightily and angrily. He grabs steadfast of the rope and pulls it as hard as he can, alongside Allister as well. It proves fruitless however, as she still sticks to the ball. "Ditch the armor elf! It's impossible to pull you!"
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"Do we have anything to detect traps by magical means? If not, then... I can go? Or would it be better to just let someone else down?"
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„Way ahead of you, big guy.“ Allister draws his weapons and ignites the rapier. He purposefully walks towards the covered orb.
Allister finds that Glimbul wasn't kidding when he said the floor was slick. He quickly finds his balance, but his forward movement continues. He slowly slides across the room without moving an inch, meerly maintaining his balance. The fighter slides under the covered sphere, looking up at it prepared, but nothing strikes out at him. He only stops when his boots hit the wall on the other side of the room.
"Did you see beneath the cloth?" Nenne calls to him.
Allister reaches the wall and prepares to slide back. „There is some kind of sphere under the cover, looks like iron. But I can’t reach the cover. Do you have any spells to blow it away? Like Booosey did with the poison gas once...“
Yelling to the fighter, the barbarian exclaims, "I know I shouldn't be the one asking what is safe or not, however should we be taking the cover off? It could lead to a much more dangerous trap."
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Nenne borrows one of the party's shorter ropes and hands and end to the goliath, wrapping the other around her arm. "I have a theory I would like to test. If I may borrow your strength a moment..."
She takes a cautious step onto the slick floor and slides out until the rope goes taut.
Allister yells. „This is taking too long.“ He slides to the middle and jumps to grab the cover
As Nenne tests the floor, her attention is drawn towards the ceiling a fuzzy beam of energy, reddish in color, lances out from a point in space to connect with the drape covering the sphere. The drape is torn off the sphere, sent flying to the eastern side of the room. A floating, ten foot sphere of iron is revealed - Nenne immediately feels her armor around her tug. The eladrin is sent dlying through the air, to land heavily against the sphere (6 bludgeoning damage).
From above the party, a disembodied voice babbles out in a language no one understands. Accompanying this is a deep, gutteral laughter.
From high in the chamber three more beams of energy lance out. A thick, fuzzy beam tinged with red like before strikes Allister in the arm. The fighter tenses for a moment, but it doesn't last.
A thin, yellow beam plants itself against Lo's head and he collapses to the ground.
A fuzzy black beam as thick as Nenne's leg strikes her square in the side. The color drains from the eladrin's face as she cries out in pain.
Gutteral giggles and deep speech sound out still from on high, though the source of the energy beams does not make itself apparent.
Seeing the chaos ensue Glimbul moves to the doorway to look for the cause. Finding the general area of the creature he attempts to fire his arrow at it. Only for the large iron ball to attract the arrow to it. Eyes widen as the situation becomes more clear, “We have to get out of here!”
A thin, yellow beam zaps out at Allister, who promptly topples to the floor, Lo snores loudly, and a second beam, this one thick, fuzzy, and black burrows into Allisterxs back as he slides across the floor.
Allisterˋs face clearly shows the pain he is in after the black beam hit him. He scrambles to his feet near the entrance and rips the rope from his pack. As he turns his back to Glimbul he can see black ooze flowing down Allisterˋs back under his armor, the smell of decaying flesh makes his stomach uneasy. Allister throws the rope to Nenne and yells „We will pull you down.“
A thing green beam shoots out at Nenne's leg as she stuggles to pull herself free. Just as the beam is about to drive into her knee, she lets the armored leg fall against the iron ball again. The beam sizzles into the wall of the chamber with no apparent effect.
Nenne holds the rope and focuses on the tiles next to Lo, expecting herself to vanish and reappear..****y she doesn't. Her perceptive ears catch the otherworldly babbling above her and she rapidly puts all that she's seen together in a flash of inspiration.
"Magic is useless from the sphere to beyond the doorway!" she shouts to her friends. "I failed to teleport! This is a Beholder!"
She glances back up to where she believes is the source of the chattering and then looks back at her friends. The blue in her complexion fades as she allows herself a smile. She takes the rope and ties it around her, struggling hard against the pull of the sphere. When she finishes, she offers one last look at her friends.
"I trust and love you all."
And she closes her eyes to pray.
Seeing Nenne struggling to release herself, Boosey pulls out his dagger and clamps it between his teeth. In a remarkable turn of speed for the gnome, he shinnies up the rope that Allister is holding to within touching distance of the cleric, looking over her armour to see where would be best to start cutting. "Hold fast, Nenne. This isn't over yet!" he mumbles through the dagger, imbuing the cleric with Bardic Inspiration.
As the giggles descent on the party three more beams are fired.
A thick fuzzy beam connects with the sleeping Lo, jolting him awake with intense pain as the skin around where the beam hit begins to fester and blacken.
A thin black with red lightning beam hits Glimbul turning the spot black as he grits his teeth to endure the brunt of the force.
A thick gray beam narrowly flies under Boosey as he swings his way across the rope.
Having felt the pain of the most recent attack, and knowing his arrows are useless in the face of the iron ball, Glimbul retreats. “I am more in the way here than I am good, we must leave as soon as you all can. I pray you all are able to save Nenne as well, I will be going on ahead.” He quickly moves around the corner clutching the part of him that was hit while fear and frustration fills his face.
The same beam that lifted the cover from the sphere shoots out, lancing into Boosey. The gnome is straightened like a board and hurled through the air farther into the room (8 bludgeoning damage).
Straining from the recent pain, Lo watches as Boosey is flung. "No!" He yells as he turns around and watches Nenne get pulled to the metal ball as well. "No no no!" The barbarian, coughing blood up as he stands, strugs it off as he begins to yell mightily and angrily. He grabs steadfast of the rope and pulls it as hard as he can, alongside Allister as well. It proves fruitless however, as she still sticks to the ball. "Ditch the armor elf! It's impossible to pull you!"
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