Defiler's Touch
14th of March 2007 A.D.
Karolina's scream is lost somewhere behind you as you hurl yourself back through the narrow opening sword held out horizontally at waist level to slice and hook around landing in the middle of the...
Nope, that is a mouth. Why is it always mouths? You do not in fact land in the middle of the tentacles, since there is a giant circular mouth there made up of concentric rings of teeth and spines and God-knows-What visible under the ice hovering instead right above it as one of the tentacles slams into the side of your nameless companion, snapping at least his arm and probably a few ribs in on the bargain and another caves in the back of the professor's head, though that doesn't keep him from clambering away on bloody hands.
Something eerily like the hunting horn you had heard in Arctis Tor rings out from beneath your feet, though this is no fey signal, but something older and crueler.
"Get out!" you shout, eyes flaring to life around you and the beast, not under the ice you realize, but under the skin of the world, seems to take stock of this new potential prey right over its maw.
Abyssal takes 3 Damage -> Now at 6/10 (Already down 1 HL from Feeding)
Vampire Professor takes 4 Damage -> Now at 3/7
It
vomits upwards, an eruption of viscera and blood and bone, enough to suffocate any living thing... but an lake of blood is still an lake and you do not fear drowning.
It's not until a bone spear flies by your right shoulder that you realize the blood wasn't meant as an attack, but as an environment. Misshapen once-human figures swarm down from the higher cracks, the mountain groaning with the blood it has spilled. Incongruously your mind goes back to last year's biology class, the faintly nasal voice of Miss Sherwood:
'When the body detects an foreign pathogen macrophages swarm the site, seeking to envelop and digest the microbes in question'.
Looking around you see six Fomori none with the look of nobles, all of them bear some kind of spear almost too long to use as a weapon against anything human-sized. Caretakers, you realize for the thing in the ice, roused by the same alarm that had set it feeding, though what that might have been is still a mystery to you. It can't have been you entering or simply that you had taken some of the prisoners back. You'd have notices wards across the veil or at the very least the person who was using the veil like a road would have.
"Thief!" One of them screams, oddly enough in understandable, if burbling English as the blood twists around their fists like a living thing and slams into you with enough force to pulp organs, at least if those organs were no more protected than in any other human.
It only manages to move you a few feet to the left, already moving him up on the list of who has to die first even as most of your mind is occupied with trying to figure out how the others could escape. You have no interest in fighting a mountain at the moment. Thankfully the mountain seems to agree. Having puked out several Olympic swimming pools worth of blood the tentacle horror is withdrawing from the befouled surface of the ice.
That is when you notice something else move past out of the corner of your eye, not lingering in the chamber, but darting out of one blood flooded tunnel and into another. It definitely looked human with none of the fish-like rounding and wide staring eyes of the fomori.
Damn my curiosity.
What do you do?
[] Kill the fomori and get the hell out of here
[] Chase the strange figure
[] Write in
OOC: Welp the Vampire and the Abyssal didn't have the best rolls, but neither of them are dead (which was a real possibility) so we can count that as 'good enough'. Now the question is do you want to swim though the regurgitated blood of a piomordial horror looking for strange beings or get out of here. What...? I've seen how you guys play.