To Prove D&D Exists for Echolon

Tommary will stay in the flotsam smoothie churn to give Toots a help leg up if she needs it to get on and start ascending the ladder.  If Toots could hear bubbles she'd hear Tommary bubbling "Get to the choppah!"

Toots will in fact attempt to get to the choppa ladder. 2 (Acrobatics +5 / Athletics +1)

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Toots will in fact attempt to get to the choppa ladder. 2 (Acrobatics +5 / Athletics +1)

 reroll for help 20

Tommary lifts Toots above the funnel of water such that she can draw a breath of swampy air.

Vampire fish bite bite on Ilyara Attack: 7 Damage: 8 Blood sucking attachment on hit.

OOC: OK, something feels so oof right now. HAHA!

OOC: I won’t lie, I rolled without disadvantage because of the help. But, if you wanna be generous…. 3 

The water starts to slow its pounding flow and becomes easier to manage curtain of thicker fluid.

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The water starts to slow its pounding flow and becomes easier to manage curtain of thicker fluid.

 
OOC: Amazingly, that sounds decidedly less pleasant than the swamp water.

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The water starts to slow its pounding flow and becomes easier to manage curtain of thicker fluid.

 
OOC: Amazingly, that sounds decidedly less pleasant than the swamp water.

 OOC:It is still a nice warm temperature but yes, the odor has more...character. Decaying matter, fish poop, recently dead things, worms, roaches, a few rats....

The vampire fish makes an attempt to score a meal on Tommary bitey! Attack: 14 Damage: 8 Blood sucking!

Tommary - 21.

Toots - 21

Vampire Fish 2 - 20 at the bottom

Ilyara - 19 GO

Elyona - 19 GO

Number 9 - 12

Finally able to get a breath on the ladder, Ilyara didn't waste it on words - but Elyona could see the deep gratitude in the shaky smile the fox flashed her way.  Clinging to the ladder with three limbs, she reached down with the fourth to flick the pommel of her sword again, rather raggedly chanting the Traveler's invocation to lash at the evil daemonic suckerfish giving Tommary a rough time with her bells.

"Woooo..." she managed, weak and sickly, sounding more like a furling about to throw up.  But she managed it.

{Toll the Dead, WIS 14 save, 15 necrotic damage or 16 necrotic damage if the blurdy thing's already wounded.  Stupid fish.}

Ilyara's tune rips a hole in the fish and it decides that after such a frustrating hunt, it swims away down the drain.

*YAY Win!*

Using ladder, rope, and rod, the party makes it to the top (I presume further down the passage).

Ahead you see something of a dog leg - left then right turn. The floor is no longer under a foot of scummy water, just maybe an inch of slow flowing liquid. 

Ilyara retrieves the immovable rod, stowing it in her belt again, and helps Elyona fetch her fancypants baddie smacker.  "Thanks for pulling my tail out of the flush there, Elyona," she said, clapping a tired hand lightly on the paladin's shoulder.  "That almost got real bad for a minute.  And thanks to you guys, too," she said, nodding to Toots and Tommary.  "That whole mess was wild.  Hehe...Traveler always said to never let one'a these go if ye found one," she said, patting the Rod.  "Worth their weight in platinum to a devious mind, and that woulda been so much worse without the line..."

"Toots, mind helping me clear off my rope?  If I let all that water-and-worse set in, it'll be totally useless in 'bout five more minutes."

[OOC: dropping one of my two ropes from inventory unless we find the exhaust port leading to the volcano's wastewater treatment facility, where Tommary will have some words with its supervisors]

Shaking water out of his hair again, and knocking some out of his ears, Tommary just says, "That was awesome. Whew."

Toots stands there retching for a moment, unable to articulate the Verbal component necessary to prestidigitate anything at all. The only response she can offer Ilyona in that moment is to hold up a finger in the universal sign for “one moment please” while simultaneously regurgitating the remnants of her badger*-kabob lunch. Somewhere in the back of her mind she realizes that this is likely the first time in her life she has ever appreciated how bland human food is to her palette, as it is gentler on the way back up than something more heavily seasoned would have been.

After a few minutes she manages to (unfortunately) acclimate herself to the smell, and more notably the *texture* of the filth.  Having slipped  to the bottom of the drain (twice) and being bombarded with the various slimes and chunks of the flow, it was one of the singularly least pleasant experiences of her life. (And she grew up homeless.) She had been almost buried alive under the semisolid filth that had been falling on her like one unfortunate enough to not have heard a shouted warning of “SLOPS” from a second floor window. She genuinely wishes she could change skin as easily as one might change clothes. Finally she regains her ability to speak and then starts prestidigitating EV-ER-RY-THING she can to within an inch of it’s metaphorical life.

In answer to Ilyona she finally says “Would you prefer to leave it tied off in case we need to climb down again? I have some iron spikes we could use as anchors, and some extra coils of rope, I can just replace yours if you want.”

*(Or whatever animal it was.)

META: Nuh uh on the bland human food, Tommary totally went Emeril "bam!" with the Paprika on that badger, literally peppered the **** out of it because he didn't have time to do the trick he's doing with the turtle.  Toots is likely experiencing massive acid reflux right now.  (Also, didn't the hin do the barbecuing after Tommary dressed it?).

IC: Tommary panics for a second and checks Nine's mirror.

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META: Nuh uh on the bland human food, Tommary totally went Emeril "bam!" with the Paprika on that badger, literally peppered the **** out of it because he didn't have time to do the trick he's doing with the turtle.  Toots is likely experiencing massive acid reflux right now.  (Also, didn't the hin do the barbecuing after Tommary dressed it?).

IC: Tommary panics for a second and checks Nine's mirror.

 
OOC: In as much as the seasonings available in our traveling Wayfarers’ kits is severely limited for portability; and in as much as the only member of our party who had proficiency in Cook's Utensils suddenly ceased to exist midday “yesterday;” and in comparison to the fine Hin cooking taught to the students of Madam Clementine’s Technicall School of Culinary Arts and Soup Kitchen (of which Toots is a financial patron); by comparison they were still some relatively bland badger-kabobs by Toots’ reckoning. 😉

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IC: Tommary panics for a second and checks Nine's mirror.

Still in good shape and clean after Toots gets to it.