An Order Restored
Season of Rushing Waters
Were this a song of glorious battle this would be about the point at which the heroes, having carved their way though the fortress of the foeman would slay him with savagery at his front and swift slaying at his back. Alas this is not a song and things go belly up almost at one. Mina meets the eyes of one of the armored warriors and begins to whisper a song of slumber but in the bin of battle, the hisses of the xulthath, the roar of fire raised what good does that do. Worse yet, the black-scaled ancient fixes Cob with his oily gaze and something passes between them unheard.
"OK Cob go look for treasure now. You're right, friends can handle you." As the goblin scampers off, cheerful under the enchantment's sway. Maybe when this is all over you can smile about his confidence in the rest of you, for now all you can do is curse between your teeth and you raise your crossbow and prepare to offer what challenge you can to the armored guards
Cob is now under the Effects of Suggestion (will scrounge though the room instead of helping with the fight)
He-Who-Lurks is a shadow between the leaping flames you had cast upon the stone, he is the smoke wafting though the crevices and like his living kin he strikes without warning jaws snapping with bone crushing force to rip a a bloody chunk of Sshesh's leg, snapping the bone like dry kindling.
Sshesh takes 39 Damage -> Now at 6/45
As blood sprays out, staining the silks a deeper red one of the guards tosses a fistful of dust in Mina's eyes, though thankfully she manages to put her hand in front of her eyes fast enough to keep most of it out. Eyes red and bloodshot can still see. Of the other two guards one one tries to grab Gorok about the shoulders and hold him in place for his companion but your friend slips aside easily and as one walking on shadows lets the spear of the other slide aside and strike stone
As fire and spirit continue to dance around the chief you line up your shot.... and ancient slitted eyes meet yours.
"Kill me, dog of Azlant, and to you shall fall the curse of my egg-fathers! Kill me and you shall never no peace or rest, or soothing-cold water in your mouth!"
Akorian intimidated -2 Attacks against Sshesh
Dwarf-craft does not fail, be it bow or axe, pick or shield, but the hand that uses it... ah the hand that uses it can shake all too much. Alas so it is this day, glory and victory both slipping though your fingers in the hiss of a bolt flying high to strike one of the lanterns.
The old straight blade clangs against the armor if iron finding no purchase, even as their arms cannot strike fast enough to sink steel into Gorok, claws and hands, feet and tails, the fight recalls no battle between the people, not you imagine between the warm bloods of the surface lands, it is an dance of primal rage that ends as suddenly as it had started
Higher and higher fire rages, it licked at the scales of the chief, the old one, it caught in esoteric psychic vapors and ignited, but still he would not die. He Who Lurked Above prepared to pounce... and then the black-scale spoke again, it must have been just to the betrayed spirit since you did not hear him.... but you heard the answer.
Sshesh takes 4 Damage -> Now at 2/45
"Once a liar, ever-liar," it spits and its voice it venom, its voice is death.
Its tail whips towards his head, a motion so alien to the constraints and matter it almost seems slow, languorous, almost like a dance... right up to the very end. The sharpened tip slams into the ancient xulgath's left eye and into his brain.
Sshesh takes 9 Damage -> Dead
A the body crashes to the floor, blood gushing from the eye socket the spirit descends and starts to feed upon its tormentor. The guards, unharmed other than a few dents in their armor fall not to their knees, but in a crouching heap, begging for forgiveness of their god.
Tentatively you put away the crossbow and try to speak to the spirit. It pays less attention to you than one might to the sound of water dripping in the tunnels.
What do you do?
[] Loot the place, Cob has the right idea even if he got it from the enemy
[] Try to speak to the guards
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OOC: The reason this took so long is that absurd crit from the lizard at the start, I did not know how to write around it. Hopefully this works.