FIVE HUNDRED SIXTY TWO
(I/C)
"Lady Lyra, Master Dwarf,” Lannis called to the three on the east end of the room, waving them back as Abraxas ran back in, smiling and pumped as he scanned for another two Archer Bushes to grab for. “You are emphatically going the wrong way. We made a plan for this and yet it seems like you didn't even listen.” He waved his hands and backed up south beyond the marble path. “Oh well, heat of battle and what not right? Now come back here please."
Moving with a strange slowness, Wyn pulled out his potion of Flying and drank it down, swallowing deliberately until the vial was empty. He then concentrated, floated off the ground, and moved fast (120/40) to the south, even though his hand and leg motions seemed to trail a few slow seconds behind. “Ex..cel…lent!” (1d6+6 turns: Orange 2+6=8 turns!)
Dodging the closest bush, Kovid herded the Cleric and Scout back to the west, still waving his torch to keep the more ambitious grabbers at bay. (<Free attack @ +3, White 2) "Okay folks, are we done playing with the shrubbery? We have a dragon to slay. We should figure out what we are doing with the Ballista and what to do about our entry plan into the Corfard's quarters."
Brendon sighed, sheathing his sword and taking a fast drink, watching Abraxas as he dove at the next two closest ambulatory archer bushes. “This outing has quintessentially been the worst I have ever experienced. No one will believe anything I ever say about the time in this fucked up elf keep. Let’s dispense with the team huddles every couple of minutes and put the fat dragon down before someone fancies a little sexy time with it.”
Wyn held his hand up, trying to explain what he wanted to do with the least amount of words. “Heal up... Magic up... Den...”
"Uno mas tiempo amigos!” Abraxas cheered, Despues de... Corpgart!" Abraxas grappled the two bushes, once more jamming his hands deep inside (>+7 Grapple attack, -2 double, +1 bless, Blue 20 – Critical! Unbreakable this round…>+7 Grapple attack, -2 double, +1 bless, Blue 15). Both menaces responded by smashing their fronds and branches and thorns at the Fighter as he laughingly dragged them out of the room and south (<Free hit, +3 to hit, +4 grapple range, Black 3…<Free hit, +3 to hit, +4 grapple range, Black 9). He skin was abraded and torn, scratched and ripped, but even though he had twigs and leaves sticking all out of every joint in his armor, he proceeded without issue, laughing as he brought them to the trough and then hoisted them up (Combative Str Check, <Teal 10 (under 8) vs <Red/Black 7 (Under 3)) and then pushed them into the tub.
As before, as they got soaked with the juices, they froze in place, paralyzed for now. He tossed them to the side and wiped the worst of the sap and greenery from his neck, heading back to the room again.
The elf was pointing across the room to the east door, past the three remaining bushes that were trying to get closer, weaving through the path. “Offop…Wyn…Lake...East.”
Lyra shook her shield and gave Brendon and Lannis a clap on the shoulder. “Nice know you, good chaps. I’d say it was a pleasure but it really wasn’t at all. None of it. I hated every second of these past few days.”
He then pointed south and finished up with, “Priestess…Dwarfriend…Salazar…South.”
The burning bush shuddered as the fire finally went on with in, leaving a trail of grey smoke to waft up through its thorny crown (Final round fire: Pink 3 – not dead). No longer on fire, it was free to move this next round. As for the last of the other three, it took them some time to navigate the paths before they came around the fountain area and closed in to attack the party again. Not realizing Abraxas was about to reenter the room.
“What about the fountain?” Brendon asked.
“Aren’t those peoples wishes?”
Wyn shrugged. “Not…anymore.”
Time now is Day 13, 8:00 AM
(OOC)
Water Breathing (Abraxas): Expires 7:48 AM on Day 14!!
Fly (Wyn): 80 Minutes
Mirror Image (1 for Lannis): 50 Minutes
Bless: 42 Minutes
Slowed (Wyn): 38 Minutes
Fire Resistance (Lannis): 4 Minutes
Shield: 1 minutes
Great job Abraxas. 3 undamaged ambulatory ones left, 1 very fucking burned one now able to move. You guys move faster than the Archer bushes and they are further slowed taking the long way around the paths. Means with fewer in the room, you can skip about to each quadrant of the Garden and as long as you stay out of reach, can avoid any other damage as Abraxas does his thing. Wyn, with 4 potential to go, will you fly with cup and get one out that way? Fountain? Also, start figuring out who is doing what as soon as all this mess is resolved. Great job and good luck!
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