Limping return

[Anastasia]

Thus you walk on, further and further and further yet.

Perception.

[Nephrite]

Take 10 for 47 for Moore, 71 for Xandra.

[Anastasia]

As you walk, Xandra stops and turns to the wall. In a soft voice, "Look." she turns and points. Before your eyes, you notice the wall is beginning to move. A ripple of brown gray stone, vaster than all of Aurora, moves.

[Nephrite]

"Ah..." Moore nods and turns. "We're not just in a cave, He also just dwarfs us that much." He says.

[Anastasia]

Before your eyes the Jormugandr emerges, an entire wall longer than you can see coming alive. He moves and circles, so vast you cannot see his end even with your perception. It is a thing as a dragon is to a dwarf, so much larger that words are impossible. You could surely fit all of Aurora and its demiplane atop his head and have room for a few castles, the entire thing staying far back and yet casting a nearly black shadow over the two of you.

"You reek of Orcus," the figure says, a voice that brings a gust of wind, the World Serpent watching you with eyes larger than a dozen giants, great pools of pure golden green. "You reek of death and false life."

[Nephrite]

"My name is Moore, Duke of Songs of Lifasa, formerly of Aurora and Duke of Hope's Landing of Celestia." He brings himself low with a bow.

"I had the misfortune to run into Orcus during an attempt to investigate something. I have been aided by many in an attempt to rid myself of this curse. I come to you, in hopes you will be willing to purge this from me. I have no doubt that this is no trifle to ask of you." A pause as he simply lets the weight of his request hang in the air.

[Anastasia]

"How would I purge this?" The World Serpent asks, regarding both of you.

[Nephrite]

"A curse is not so different from a poison in my eyes." Moore says. "I was hoping that you might simply be able to erode it or even eradicate it. I do not fear dying in your presence, especially since I realize part of this may necessitate a rebirth with the power afforded by you and Ysgard."

He clears his throat. "Only healing can overcome Orcus, and what place better embodies that ideal than here?"

[Anastasia]

"I have no knowledge of if this will work or not," Jormugandr says. "Are you still willing?"

"It is for a good cause," Xandra steps well aside, "But please, I have no need to be subjected to this."

[Nephrite]

Moore nods. "Every action starts with the hope of something." He says. "Thank you."

[Anastasia]

Jormugandr leans back - and breathes over you, a wave of gas that immediately...!!!

Fort save. This is an epic poison, so adjust your save accordingly for that. Basically any magical boosts don't apply, including magic items and magical stat boosters.

[Nephrite]

Do you REALLY need one???

Actually I will just say he willingly doesn't try to resist. The whole point is to hopefully get poisoned or somehow just obliterate the curse anyway.

[Anastasia]

To be fair, you could roll a 20. Hence needing to ask. Failing to resist is entirely possible.

> roll 1d10 Con first part of damage
<Penuche2> Kotono invokes Penuche's magic: < 4 > [d10=4]

Immediately Moore feels dizzy. His entire world spins and spins as he tries to hold on, tries to do anything. Then...

Secondary damage in 1 round instead of 1 minute, thanks to the fast poison epic feat.

> roll 4d10 secondary, continues until a save is made or until dead
> roll 4d10 secondary, continues until a save is made or until dead
<Penuche2> Kotono invokes Penuche's magic: < 20 > [d10=8,4,7,1]
<Penuche2> Kotono invokes Penuche's magic: < 23 > [d10=2,1,10,10]

Yeah, that does the job.

Then everything is burning agony, your body splitting apart, blood pouring out, everything going wrong at once before you are overwhelmed and...

> roll 1d20+61
<Penuche2> Kotono invokes Penuche's magic: < 68 > [d20=7]

It's dark. You're in agony and it's dark. You're surrounded by the thickest darkness, suffocating you, choking the life out of you, making it impossible to breathe. Your chest burns, demanding air.

[Nephrite]

He can't give in to this.

He can't lose to this darkness.

He has to fight.

He has hope.

He always has hope.

He just has to hold on.

[Anastasia]

Can't...breathe...

Air...you need...air...