(I/C)
“Hang on, hang on,” Lannis said in reply to Abraxas. “First someone takes my staff and uses it to get the lid off of the barrel.”
“Not it!” “Not it!” “Izznt moi!”
"Señor Laneista, I shall help with the slime bucket. I'll hold the bolt Rod.”
Lannis nodded in thanks, “Staff. The Thunderrod stays on me.” He handed the staff over and then looked around. “I'll be either kneeling or standing on the stool, depending on height and balance, with two flasks of oil.”
“Not until I check it all out first,” Brendon offered.
“Whatever you think is safest, Pirate Scout. If someone wants to steady my stool, that would be great.”
Lyra shook her head, sliding her sling away. “This sounds like a terrible, dangerous and half-thought through plan that will end in probably someone on fire. I’m in. I’ll hold the stool if you’d like.”
“Thanks Lyra. And speaking of fire, all good plans have it. So finally, I magic up some fire. All of this is assuming there's green slime in there…” he shrugged. “So…we should look first I guess.”
“Ready, Senor.”
“Wait!” Brendon stepped in and spent a few minutes checking out the stool and stone cask (<Int, Red 13). “Hmm,” he touched the bottom of the stool. “Ok, some faint drags all over this section of the floor, real faint. This stool has been moves lots of times, see the long straight scrapes? I assume the kobolds drag the stool over to this sconce here for a torch and over the barrel. Stable, well made.” He then turned to the cask. “Cover is merely just placed on, no sealing or way to cap it tight. It like a jar top, without the threading.” Turning to Abraxas he added, “Best to get the staff under the lip there and flip it back slowly, let gravity do the rest.”
Moving out of the room, Lannis handed a lightly used torch to Wyn who spent a minute lighting it, the Magic User looking at the party and asking, “Questions? Comments? Concerns? This is a safe place people."
"Ah. Oui. Bonnes idées, Monsieur Offop. We must take out dis slime." Wyn made his way to the door, looking back at Lyra, “"Oh, Prêtresse Adder, if you be joinin' doze in dis room, I keep watch wit de dwarf en du Lac. Otherwise, dere mayhaps be, um, 'ow do you say... trop de cuisiniers dans la cuisine? No... um, oh too many stool kin' in de slime barrel room? Oui?"
Kovid snorted, "I hope that big brain of yours thought this through, Lannis?"
Getting closer to the Lannis hand on the top of the stool, Lyra added, “ACTUALLY it’s not a big deal or anything but just recently Aine bestowed upon me the ability to bless my peers with fire resistance. Just putting that out there if it sounds tempting.”
“Oh! That MIGHT come in handy seeing as I’ll have two flasks of oil, an open stone cask, with an unknown amount of green slime within, and the raw power of fire summoned at my merest will ready to flash from my hand. So yeah! Good on you!”
Holding the staff solidly and not overreaching, Abraxas placed the far end of it under the lid and announced, “Wish me luck to not get burn'ed. Señora Lyrist, please stay away from the stools and Bucket. I do not wish for any Slime Splashing to affect you. Let's get to it Señor!"
And he lifted.
The stone cover upended and fell off, clattering to the floor. The faint aroma of sour vinegar filled the air as the three adventurers crept closer to the cask and looked in.
The 50 gallon stone cask was about 2/3rds filled with a viscous looking green slime.
“You’re on!” Lyra offered, sliding the stool closer and crouching low to steady it.
“Senor, please!” Abraxas held his hand out, taking one of the flasks from Lannis who climbed up on the stool, the Fighter helping to balance him.
“Right,” he muttered. “Piece of cake.”
“Si, Senor. I would like some.”
“I don’t have.” Lannis unstoppered the oil and keeping his hand away from the slime, poured it into the cask – where the slime within made “blooping” noises and roiled a little, but a thin layer of oil spread on top.
“That is a shame. If you find some Senor Lambas, I would like a piece.”
“Sure, Sure.” He dropped the flask in the slime and took the second one, Lyra holding the stool steady.
She wrinkled her nose and turned her head a bit. “When’s the last time you washed these robes?” She asked.
“What’s today?”
“Umm…The 1st, Monday,” She replied.
“Ah,” Lannis said, dumping the second flask into the cask adding more oil on top, “Two months ago.”
“Ugh. You’re a pig.”
“Whatever, the measure of my genius is directly related to the poor condition of my garments. It’s a magical and scientific fact.” He rolled up his sleeves. “Magic time.” Cracking his knuckles, he aimed his hand down into the cask and with mounting arcanic energy, let a spray of incendiary sparks burst forth and his the puddle oil and slime.
Which erupted with a “WHOOSH!” of noxious fumes and a cloud of vapors that had Lannis (<Save vs Pertification +4 bonus, Pink 3) fall back off the stool choking and Lyra (<Save vs Petrification +4 bonus, White 3) slump over hacking and gasping.
“Doc!” “Abraxas!”
The Fighter (>Save vs Petrification +4 bonus, Blue 13) shook his head, eyes watering and yelled at Wyn and Kovid who were going to run in, “Stay there! Shut the door as soon as I’m out!” He reached down and in a single grab of each arm (>Str -4 penalty, Blue 2) scooped up both the cleric and the magic user from the ground, staff still in his hand, and ran at the door just ahead of the billowing cloud throwing the three of them into the hall and yelling, “Clear!” as he hit passageway.
The door was slammed closed behind them, trapping the stink within as well as the cloud, and the group was breathing heavily while within behind the door the green slime burned away (D8 Dam: 5, D6 Dam: 5, D6 Dam: 5, D4 Dam: 3, D4 Dam: 1 – total 19 points of damage – and killed!!).
As for Lannis and Lyra, they were winded (take 1 pt damage each for failed save and coughing for 1d6+1 rounds: Red/Black: 1 – 2 rounds coughing) and hacking before the effect faded. Finally able to get a breath, Lannis stood up and shakily took the staff back from Abraxas. “See? Piece of cake.”
“Senor…I still want a piece.”
Time now is 3:27
(OOC)
Monster Xp: 30 divided
Kovid – add 5
Brendon, Abraxas, Wyn, & Lyra – add 10
Lannis – add 15
Ok – you have neutralized the green slime threat less any little bit Grilljax might still have. Good job! What now, effects of the noxious cloud is about over.
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