The Misadventures of the Missed Adventurers

[Krsqk]

At that moment, the well spews a veritable waterspout, from which the three missing mages appear. They seem waterlogged but otherwise healthy, and nearly all of the damping flour has been washed off. D promptly makes the party invisible again; Arthur sends a tornado to dance in front of the bug and distract it; and John fires off a couple of large fireballs. The flames glance off the bug's rear plating and strike the remainder of the shelves, quickly igniting them and devouring the remainder of the food. The bug shrieks again in rage.

John "That's a pity; I was looking forward to trying some of that salted beef. My, what a lot of noise from something with such a small head!"

D silences the bug, much to the relief of five pairs of ears.

Arthur "Much better. Maybe now I can think. Let's see..."

He sends a wave of force magic at the bug's legs to knock it down, followed by another wave to flip it. A blanket of force then holds it to the floor; by the strained bulging of its plates, it would seem that tremendous pressure is being applied to the gigantic insect. Everyone is grateful for the silence spell; it is evident from the wild gyrations of its legs and mandibles that it is making a dreadful racket.

Arthur "Should I just finish squishing it, or does someone have any ideas which would make less of a mess?"

A groan comes from what's left of the psi, who seems to be maintaining some level of consciousness despite the severity of her wounds.

[ooc: Given the filter spell and the "borrowing" of John's skills, it's possible that both the psi and the bug have death-activated spells. Also, it would be nice to get some answers from the psi. Doesn't have to be healing/interrogation; could be diary/journal/find-a-flunky-and-interrogate-him.]

[ July 31, 2003, 09:05: Message edited by: Krsqk ]

[Jack Simth]

Jack "You seem to have burned enough of the flour off. We could teleport it somewhere; perhaps a cage, so it could be studied."

Jack "Meanwhile though, I ought to do something about that psi."

Jack walks over to the moaning woman, and baths her in a green light. Sparks flash as the flour is slowly overloaded, and after a moment, the flashes stop. Jack then forms a small green bubble between his hands, and places it into the woman's head.

Jack "There, that should hold your power in check for a time. I never did get to the method for chaining a spell to another unwillingly. That would probably be quite useful here. No matter. That was quite well played. Now then...."

Jack reaches down to start healing the Psi.

ooc:[Feel free to stop him if you think she's better off injured.]

[ July 31, 2003, 10:14: Message edited by: Jack Simth ]

[narf poit chez BOOM]

A few moments later, bandits burst through the door.

Narp hits one in the chest with an arrow as several throw familair bags through the air.

The psi, although still wounded, does something clever and suddenly backhands Jack accross the room. He slams into a wall.

Arther gets two bags in the chest and Narp gets one on his shield. John manages to duck and the bag hits the force wall holding the bug down. fortunatly, it doesn't burst. unfortunatly, it appears to be dissolving the shield.

ooc:[since your spell is covering her head, she's improved her neural signals. it'll improve her strength and speed, but she can't do it for long. and i decided my character doesn't have to be the only one to hit walls. ]

[ August 01, 2003, 07:07: Message edited by: narf poit chez BOOM ]

[Jack Simth]

Jack stands back up, and notices his left arm is dangling loose.

Jack "Hmm, that needs fixing...."

The psi makes a lunge at Jack, but he teleports her back, then levitates her in the middle of the room, keeping everything out of reach.

Jack's right hand glows green, and he runs it over his left arm, which starts responding again.

Jack "That's better."

The bandits throw a few more bags of flour at Jack, but he teleports aside before they can hit.

Jack (to Psi) "Hmm, I was expecting you to wait until I was done healing your wounds before playing again. I suppose it's because your reenforecements arrived."

The bandits let loose a volly of arrows at Jack, but he again teleports aside.

[ August 01, 2003, 19:18: Message edited by: Jack Simth ]

[Krsqk]

Arthur quickly throws up a massive force wall in front of the bandits, channelling through his hands to avoid the flour clinging to his wet clothing. The wall is losing power fairly quickly, but should Last for half a minute or so despite the hordes of angry bandits pounding on it.

Arthur "Narp, why don't you rinse the rest of that flour off? It would sure make it easier for Jack to patch you up."

Another force wall knocks Narf off his feet and slides him into the pump, snapping it off at its base and rendering it useless.

Arthur "Umm...oops. Heh heh."

John grabs the bucket from the well and lowers it as quickly as he can. He manages to get a full bucket up and douse Narp with it just as the force wall disintegrates.

Arthur "What? That should have had at least another ten or fifteen seconds left! Ohhhh..."

Three wizards at the back of the group are just finishing up their dispels and beginning on some decidedly hostile-looking fireballs.

[ August 09, 2003, 21:51: Message edited by: Krsqk ]

[narf poit chez BOOM]

ooo:[ok, i tried posting and it came out bad. boring.]

[ August 06, 2003, 08:18: Message edited by: narf poit chez BOOM ]

[Jack Simth]

Jack kicks the sack of flour off the bug.

Jack teleports aside from yet another arrow, and glances at the now drenched Narp.

Jack "Ah, I see you've gotten the dust cleaned off. We can leave now then."

With that, Jack teleports the party to the animation mage's cave. Narp, Arthur, Jack, D, and John all find themselves standing on the ground, while the black bug and the psi can be seen thrashing about in the air, out of reach of everything.

Jack "There - much easier than binding them to the ground."

Jack "Arthur, there was a massive power drain on your robe; did you take a hit from a flour bag while I wasn't looking?"

Jack (to Narp) "Your shield still had some dust on it, but I thought it would be best to leave the dust there, in case you need to stop a spell anytime soon, so I left it behind during the standard teleport; I'll get it now."

Jack holds his hands a few feet apart, and does that same spacewarp thing again, and Narp's shield clatters to the floor.

In watching the shield fall, Jack notices that his right boot stayed behind as well.

Jack "Ah yes, I forgot I left my boot behind as well. Hmm..."

Jack holds his hands a few feet apart, repeats his spell, catches his boot, and baths it in a green glow. The boot sparks briefly at its toe as the dust overloads. Then Jack puts it back on.

Jack "That should do it. Is anyone injured?"

[ August 08, 2003, 07:44: Message edited by: Jack Simth ]