Moving spheres

Started by Anastasia, October 24, 2018, 09:02:06 PM

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Anastasia

<Afina> Imagine a tiny pixie boot stamping on a devil's face.
<Afina> Forever.

<Yuthirin> Afina, giant parasitic rainbow space whale.
<IronDragoon> I mean, why not?

Ebiris

[17:40] <@Ebiris> roll 1d100
[17:40] <Meredith> Ebiris invokes Penuche's magic: < 35 > [d100=35]

Anastasia

It lasts a goodly few hours, but nothing really happens before they head back.
<Afina> Imagine a tiny pixie boot stamping on a devil's face.
<Afina> Forever.

<Yuthirin> Afina, giant parasitic rainbow space whale.
<IronDragoon> I mean, why not?

Ebiris

Marie will keep on following them back to wherever they end up inside that underground complex.

Anastasia

They return on inside. You follow them, at which point they head into the sucking chasm and leap down, vanishing into the darkness below.
<Afina> Imagine a tiny pixie boot stamping on a devil's face.
<Afina> Forever.

<Yuthirin> Afina, giant parasitic rainbow space whale.
<IronDragoon> I mean, why not?

Ebiris

This time Marie chooses to follow them down and see where this chasm leads.

Anastasia

You go down, the suction pulling at you. Gah! You're going to be pulled down fast and hard.

Obligatory chance to resist if this changes things.
<Afina> Imagine a tiny pixie boot stamping on a devil's face.
<Afina> Forever.

<Yuthirin> Afina, giant parasitic rainbow space whale.
<IronDragoon> I mean, why not?

Ebiris

This hits even while incorporeal?

Marie goes with the flow, sticking close to one of the falling cultists and confident in her reflexes to deal with anything that comes at her fast on the descent.

Anastasia

Yes.

To be fair, Sharrans and shadows, so this shouldn't be surprising.


You sink into darkness, only to come out of it. You are in a circular room, a single door leading out ahead and one behind you. The cultists are going to the door ahead of you. Otherwise, it's like the previous rooms - sandstone by and large, nothing too interesting here. Functional.
<Afina> Imagine a tiny pixie boot stamping on a devil's face.
<Afina> Forever.

<Yuthirin> Afina, giant parasitic rainbow space whale.
<IronDragoon> I mean, why not?

Ebiris

She keeps on following the cultists for now, only careful not to float anywhere that's unhallowed or desecrated.

Anastasia

Give me a new Perception check.
<Afina> Imagine a tiny pixie boot stamping on a devil's face.
<Afina> Forever.

<Yuthirin> Afina, giant parasitic rainbow space whale.
<IronDragoon> I mean, why not?

Ebiris

[16:53] <@Ebiris> roll 1d20+49 sensual blessing long gone now
[16:53] <Meredith> Ebiris invokes Penuche's magic: < 54 > [d20=5]

Anastasia

They go down a dark hallway and past various doors, then down a side hall and into what looks to be simple rooms. Single rooms, one each, utterly plain. A cot, a small desk and a few books are here for each, little personal decoration.
<Afina> Imagine a tiny pixie boot stamping on a devil's face.
<Afina> Forever.

<Yuthirin> Afina, giant parasitic rainbow space whale.
<IronDragoon> I mean, why not?

Ebiris

So the question of living quarters is solved at least. After examining all these little sleeping rooms, Marie backtracks to examine the other doors that were passed along the way, phasing through them to peek at what they hide.

Anastasia

An armory, storage, kitchens, bathrooms and related facilities, meditation rooms, a set of stairs leading deeper down, a few hallways leading to further doors.
<Afina> Imagine a tiny pixie boot stamping on a devil's face.
<Afina> Forever.

<Yuthirin> Afina, giant parasitic rainbow space whale.
<IronDragoon> I mean, why not?