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[Ptolus/AD&D] IC Thread #2b - Limbus Sanguineum

Started by Benoist, January 24, 2011, 06:45:00 PM

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Benoist

Everything is dark.

You hear whispers. You see faces you can hardly recognize. Some of them smile. Others smirk. They are watching over you. Their features seem to change, reflecting the semi-familiar traits of people you once knew, or might have known, somehow, had your circumstances been different.

The mists around you are blown out of sight.

You open your eyes.

You find yourself in the same underground area you remember from a moment ago, but everything around you seems dull, colorless. You somehow can see better in the surrounding darkness, enough in any case to make out the positions of the walls and recognize the different features of the areas you explored previously.

Rissthil gasps for air, as if he suddenly escaped some creature’s grasp over his very soul. He shivers, and recognizes his surroundings: he is sitting in what was once the apothecary set up by the monks as they investigated the place. He checks his own armour. The whole part covering his left shoulder melted away. His own flesh, over this same shoulder, seared open, down to an exposed bone!

Smeads and Gareth open their eyes, as if suddenly waking up from a disturbing nightmare. They look around and see each other lying on the floor of the same room. This is indeed the very same room where the tentacles of this horrible thing just … grabbed them, lifted them up… and crushed them? Just a moment ago, wasn’t it?

They check their own injuries. Broken bones. Bleeding as they try to stand up... but no pain. No agony.

What is going on?

What do you do?

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Imperator

I look around, trying to find someone apart fromus who can explain us what is going on.
My name is Ramón Nogueras. Running now Vampire: the Masquerade (Giovanni Chronicles IV for just 3 players), and itching to resume my Call of Cthulhu campaign (The Sense of the Sleight-of-Hand Man).

Benoist

Quote from: Imperator;435046I look around, trying to find someone apart fromus who can explain us what is going on.
You look around.

You are sitting on a magnificent carpet with an intricated multicolored design blending various geometric forms. It seems to be constituted of different types of fabrics, including metallic strands, silver, copper, maybe gold. There is a stain on this carpet. It looks strangely like the vomit substance the creature was spewing, but it seems dead, inanimate, just a shadow of its former self.

You see the huge candle holder next to you, and the little compartments under them, with the little balls of clay of different colors: blue, red and yellow, in separate baskets.

On the eastern wall of the room, you see a huge, round crystal window. This must be part of the giant violet crystal that was part of the pressure-plate trap you saw earlier.

Looking at the southern part of the room, you see the iron door is open. There are different hues of light coming off the corridor, but these aren't the orange, green and blue reflections you were expecting. Instead, these seem to blend reds and yellows, somehow, though the spectrum is more complicated that it first appears the longer you look at it.

At this point, you just realize: the statue of the halfling monk that was set aflame is no longer standing where you were just attempting to light your candles...

Drohem

Am I truly dead? Rissthil thinks to himself as he looks at his hands and body, is this real?

He half-walks and half-stumbles for a few steps as if in a daze, but then recovers his coordination quickly.  

As he walks toward the large circular chamber, he says, "hello?  Is anyone here but me?"

Benoist

Quote from: Drohem;435117As he walks toward the large circular chamber, he says, "hello?  Is anyone here but me?"
You first see there is someone standing on the dais occupying the center of the circular chamber as you walk towards it, but you cannot make out who that is.

You then notice a stone block pushed inside a wall on your left. The entrance of a corridor you recognize all too well, with its candles, its iron door, but... the lit candles are not the ones you remember. Instead, you see the closest candle to you burning with a violet flame. The next with a red flame. Then an unlit candle, then a yellow flame, then a yellow-greenish, chartreuse flame, with the two last candles, closest to the iron door, unlit as well.

DM: Smeads and Gareth can hear Rissthil calling from where they stand.

Imperator

Quote from: Benoist;435119You first see there is someone standing on the dais occupying the center of the circular chamber as you walk towards it, but you cannot make out who that is.

You then notice a stone block pushed inside a wall on your left. The entrance of a corridor you recognize all too well, with its candles, its iron door, but... the lit candles are not the ones you remember. Instead, you see the closest candle to you burning with a violet flame. The next with a red flame. Then an unlit candle, then a yellow flame, then a yellow-greenish, chartreuse flame, with the two last candles, closest to the iron door, unlit as well.

DM: Smeads and Gareth can hear Rissthil calling from where they stand.

I call him back while I approach Smeads, thinking about what to do next.
My name is Ramón Nogueras. Running now Vampire: the Masquerade (Giovanni Chronicles IV for just 3 players), and itching to resume my Call of Cthulhu campaign (The Sense of the Sleight-of-Hand Man).

Lilaxe

Uhhhhh whaaaa?

I look down. Is my body whole..or can my hand pass through myself?
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Playing: PF
Running: AD&D 1E

Benoist

Quote from: Lilaxe;435225I look down. Is my body whole..or can my hand pass through myself?
Your body is whole, though you definitely see the marks of the way the creature in this very room roughed you up a moment ago. You feel you ribs. Yup. Broken. You know you must be feeling pain now, but it does not register, somehow. You are solid, that is for sure. At least here, in this... place? Where is it, exactly? When, perhaps? Who knows?

Everything is eerily quiet compared to the combat fury you just experienced.

Imperator

I want to check if the lamps we toppled previously are still standing here.
My name is Ramón Nogueras. Running now Vampire: the Masquerade (Giovanni Chronicles IV for just 3 players), and itching to resume my Call of Cthulhu campaign (The Sense of the Sleight-of-Hand Man).

Lilaxe

"Are we dead Gareth?"

"Riss! We are in here - where the bloated flesh creature was" I shout back to Rissthl

I stand slowly and get my bearings...
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Playing: PF
Running: AD&D 1E

Drohem

Rissthil was visibly relieved to see his shipmates Smeads and Gareth, and he stops at the doorway and waves to them.  

He says out loud so they can hear, but turns his gaze back to the creature on the dais, "we're not alone here."

Benoist

Quote from: Imperator;435286I want to check if the lamps we toppled previously are still standing here.
You get to the iron door and have a look at the corridor leading to Rissthil. You see that there are candles lit there, but not the ones you'd have expected. The two candles that were earlier lit and burning with blue and green flames are now unlit. The third candle is lit, its flame burning with a chartreuse hue. The fourth has a yellow hue. The fifth is unlit. The sixth has a red hue, and the seventh as a violet hue.

You do not notice the indigo lantern Rissthil cut off its chains earlier, which was on the ground, by the exit of the corridor you are currently looking at, a little while earlier.

Rissthil may notice that the indigo lantern is back in its original position, hanging from the ceiling, above the large covered urn east of his current position (I assume Rissthil is standing by the entrance of the corridor looking at Gareth on the other side at the moment).

Imperator

Quote from: Lilaxe;435301"Are we dead Gareth?"

"Riss! We are in here - where the bloated flesh creature was" I shout back to Rissthl

I stand slowly and get my bearings...

"I don't know, my friend, but as long I have consciousness I am not done."

Gareth goes towards Rissthil, carefully checking the area.
My name is Ramón Nogueras. Running now Vampire: the Masquerade (Giovanni Chronicles IV for just 3 players), and itching to resume my Call of Cthulhu campaign (The Sense of the Sleight-of-Hand Man).

Benoist

Gareth walks forward. He approaches the candle burning with a chartreuse flame. He steps close to it, and the flame flickers dangerously.

DM: Roll a save vs. Spells.

Imperator

My name is Ramón Nogueras. Running now Vampire: the Masquerade (Giovanni Chronicles IV for just 3 players), and itching to resume my Call of Cthulhu campaign (The Sense of the Sleight-of-Hand Man).