FOUR HUNDRED FIFTY SIX
(I/C)
Clapping Brendon on the back, Wyn motioned to the hallway door and ran off across the room, cursing, “Merde. That’s a lot of undead!”
His own body held rigid in an effort to stem the tide, Abraxas cajoled the others to shove the door closed. "Push amigos, push them back!”
“I knew it!” Lyra spat, “Maybe not ghouls but I knew I smelled SOMETHING. Wyn!” she called out to the charging elf.
“Señora Lykstra, we could usar some Annie hoy, no mañana, pero ahora.”
“Oui!” Wyn slammed his body into the door as Lyra slid aside to the right. “I help hold de door! Priestess, bring Aine’s fury!”
Moving to the gap, the undead bodies shoving and making their way through the gap, hands reaching for her, Lyra held her symbol up and called out, “Keep holding the door, I’m going to try to turn a bunch!”
“Wyn?!” Kovid asked, looking to the side, “Don’t we have to open the door so they have somewhere to go?”
“Nah, de Priestesse turns dem…turns dem into dust!”
Watching the struggle across the room, Brendon was holding his sword nervously, ear against the hallway door, free hand on the handle. “First it was a bugbear with two gnomes,” he muttered to Lannis, “THEN it was an Owlbear and mate, now it’s a fuckton of undead. I can wait to see what’s next!”
"This sucks,” the Magic User groused, a spell dancing at his fingertips, “Whose stupid idea was it to open this thing? Can we use that other Resurrection scroll on Mirabellis so that we can kill her again?"
“Aine! I need a big one here,” Lyra chanted, her skin glowing white as an unseen breeze blew from behind her, her hair dancing wildly about. “So let’s get it done! Aine! Goddess of Summer! TURN!!!” And a crack of lightning spat from her outstretched holy symbol, joined by a rippling wave of pulsing light. It struck through the doorway at the undead already through and those behind (2d6 hit dice: White 1 + 2 = 3 hit dice (ugh! Shitty roll) – 3 skeletons!) but something happened and the light cut out a bit early, after blasting three of the undead to ragged bones and dust. But! It did relieve the pressure on the door briefly.
Which is what Abraxas was waiting for. The Fighter kicked and scabbled at the floor, boots digging into the sand as he , Kovid, and Wyn all shoved the door closed, “Push amigos!” They all strained and the door closed until just limbs, arms, and legs were sticking through, the undead on the other side hoping to mass up again and try and force the door open. “Vamonos amigos. Andale!" (Will need 2 successful attacks next round AND 1 person still pushing to hack off enough limbs to get the door to close – if fail, there will be another combative str check to open the door on their end….but…)
It was at that instant that the door to the Butcher’s private room was pulled open and another mass of undead, the reek of their decaying bodies billowing out, heralded their entrance to the main chamber. “FUCK!” Lannis howled, the spell he was readying fired off reflexively (Pause was announced as the spell he had ready – good for you!) and hit the lead undead salamander with a crackling burst of pink energy, “PAUSE!” (<Save vs spells, Black 4) and it stopped just inside the door frame, wobbling back and forth, long enough to cause a log jam of undead bodies right behind it, and briefly stopping the tide (10 seconds and then it’ll be knocked down and walked over).
Time now is Day 10, 3:36 PM
(OOC)
Ok – 2 different hordes. The Freezer horde is stymied right now at the door but there are limbs and legs and arms sticking out – 2 successful attacks vs AC: 11 (damage is irrelevant) will be enough to sever them AND someone will still need to be shoving at the door during this time. This horde cannot be a target of a turn anymore.
The private room smaller horde (relatively) is open to a turning, but turning is an entire round thing and you have a 10 second window as Lannis’ Pause spell has stopped up the hole. A round is 1 minute, your guys part of it is 30 seconds, enemy is the other 30 seconds – roughly how it breaks down. So, if you want to commit to shutting the freezer, the undead will get out of the north door. If Lyra commits to a turn on them at this time, the undead will get out of the north door. Lannis and Brendon are there. Which means, where do you two want to go in the 10 seconds allotted to you? Open the hall door and run, run back to the rest of the party? Stand ground and attack? Arrows and Rod attack go quick, casting a spell is the entire round and not enough time.
Think it out and good luck!
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