1.1 - In Search of Sanity - Prison of the Mind

Elias stands there looking at the bodies...simply discarded like a pile of garbage. Seeing the glint of a coin, causes him to pause in mid thought. Glancing over at Razhel, Elias speaks in a normal tone. Looks like most of the bodies here are wearing the same uniform. It also looks like some of them could still have stuff on them. There's at least one coin...possibly more.

Mar 2, 2022 3:29 am

"Nothing!" he said as he followed the others into the next room and didn't see the fleeing woman. "Gone..."

He saw the bodies but didn't linger on them. They were also gone but he was still here.

"The man back in the cells said he found our gear. We should get it then get the hell out of here."

He backed into the torture chamber, cautious or afraid of what might stab him in the back if he turned around completely. Once by the furnace and digging for his stuff, he asked the man there, "Do you know my name?"

Mar 2, 2022 4:12 am

As he scrounges and sifts for anything of value (aided by the Light he naturally evoked from his amulet), he's startled by the magic lights and mini-comets man, nearly hitting his head. "Ah, no... I am afraid not. I do remember you and the other two from a very strange nightmare- if that's even what it was- before being awoken by the tortured man.
Unfortunately I spoke the truth earlier to the Kuthite; I, too am suffering from memory loss. My identity seems solid enough, but major events and details are missing, including my own name..."

OOC:

Oof. Any chance I can take a 10?

Last edited March 2, 2022 4:13 am

Rolls

Perception - (1d20+3)

(4) + 3 = 7

Mar 2, 2022 4:18 am

Most presently, you all recognize and remember each other from the dream encounter with the creature from the mist.

As you begin to finally converse with one another, you will find that while all of you have some recollection of your earlier lives, everything goes blank at a certain point with, as well as you can figure at least several years of memories missing. You have no idea where you are, nor do you remember your names, and only a distant recollection of any past family or group affiliations.

If you remember anything about how you, as a person, would feel or react in any given situation (your alignment), it is only as a fleeting thought in the back of you mind about who you may have been, once, many years ago.

You do, however, retain some instinctual understanding of what you are capable of (your class abilities). While you don't specifically know that 'your gear' = your gear, each of you instinctually collects those items that may once have been theirs (as to match your sheet), as if the objects radiate familiarity as your hands pass them over.

OOC:

LoudKid - per our poll, I am automatically 'taking 10' on all perception checks for passive awareness when people generally explore an area. This should help a lot of back-and-forth rolls that tend to bog games down.

Everyone - on that note, anyone who searches through the garbage pile to retrieve their basic equipment near the furnace may made a Perception roll. If you succeed at the posted DC below, you may reveal the spoiler and act on the information.

[ +- ] Perception vs DC 17

Mar 2, 2022 4:32 am

"That sounds like what I'm feeling. Sky above, did we die in that dream? I can still feel the pain and hear the silence..." he began before he paused for a second, took a breath, and continued, "...but surviving and escaping now is our aim."

Razhel

RageRed

Mar 2, 2022 5:28 am

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Growling to show her displeasure at seeing the murderer scurry out the top of the chute, Razhel pounds her fist against the wall. "She's escaped up the chute!" She roars and clambers back down from the pile of rotting corpses.

She is livid, but lets the anger slowly subside, as she stomps back into other areas, with word of their belongings having been found. Razhel sighs loudly, picks up the pieces of her armor individually, and takes the time to strap them on. Then, strides around the corner to the cold furnace and searches through the pile of discarded items until she satisfied that all of the things in it which are hers are recovered.

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Rolls

Fortitude - (1d20+3)

(13) + 3 = 16

Perception - (1d20+5)

(10) + 5 = 15

Elias Van Brunt

Mar 2, 2022 6:15 am

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Elias instinctively mutters a prayer for the dead bodies. While it felt natural to do so, Elias wasn't sure who he was praying to or if it even was even worth it.

Walking into the other room, Elias is drawn to the items on the table. Instinct took over and with a practiced ease, Elias put on the chainmail armor. With a pensive look on his face, he picks up the signet ring. Looking it over Elias puts in on his finger and stares at it. I know this...it belonged to my family...I don't know names or how I know it, but I just do.

Walking over to where the others are looking through the gear, Elias picks out the pieces he feels drawn to. Putting a tabard over his armor, Elias traces his fingers on the comet design, it felt strangely familiar and yet unknown to him. Strapping a longsword around his waist offered a measure of comfort to Elias's troubled mind. Picking up a wooden icon of a comet, Elias placed the leather cord around his neck. Again not knowing why, Elias felt strangely comforted by the weight. Quickly grabbing a shield and a full backpack Elias looked to the others. It seems we've all been victims of the same incident. I don't suppose anyone can shed some light on who we are or where we're at?

Grim

Mar 2, 2022 7:18 am

Grim lowers the shear blade when hearing the woman has fled. He returns to the scene of the man's murder and tosses the impromptu weapon onto the pile of instruments the woman had been using to torture the poor man. He looks over the dead man and then to his bleeding arm, as if finally realizing he has been injured.

He follows the others to the selected items placed on the chest in the alcove beyond the area with the cells and picks up the carefully wrapped deck of cards. Immediately Grim feels a familiar energy course through his bones. He clutches the divination cards to his chest and rounds the corner. More bodies. More items and gear.

Searching, like the other four, he plucks out various things that have the right feel to him. "White uniforms, a body chute, cells, and a furnace...I'd wager we are in a sanctuary for the criminally insane." He gives his best guess to man in chainmail -Elias.

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Rolls

Perception - (1d20+6)

(1) + 6 = 7

Mar 2, 2022 12:43 pm

"Then the patients are in charge of the madhouse," he replied then added to the man donning the chainmail armor and signet ring, "and none of us know who or where we are."

Mar 2, 2022 5:28 pm

Feeling mostly confident that his belongings are in order, he turns to take stock of his companions. They now indeed truly looked like themselves from within the nightmare, and his brow furrowed as he remembered each of their gruesome deaths. He panicked a bit as he saw the state of the man with the wide-brimmed hat.
"Gods, man! Why didn't you tell me you were injured? I'm a... healer...?" he again trails off, trying to put the pieces of himself into perspective. He feels almost as an imposter, pretending to be this person whose memories he has. "Let me take a look."

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GM

Mar 2, 2022 5:49 pm

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Grim

Mar 2, 2022 10:57 pm

Grim shuffles over to the healer after his prompting and holds out his slashed forearm for exmination. "Lucky for me. I was not looking forward to bandaging the wound with anything we've found down here. There is nothing clean to dress it with."

Mar 3, 2022 1:12 am

He inspects the man's injury and tries to recall what he thinks he is capable of. "I think for now, I'd better just patch you up. I have a few bigger things up my sleeve, but those are better served for groups. Try to stay behind the knight and the angry one for now; let them take some licks instead of you, yes?" he lays his hands around the wound, and focuses.
Feeling the familiar sensation of his spirit reaching into the other man's body, and making contact with other soul within, he massages the conduit between the man's spirit and the positive energy plane. The sensation is strange, but pleasant and refreshing, as the wound begins to stitch closed, but it suddenly stops partway. "I think this memory loss has affected our very souls. This would have been much more effective before... I'm sorry."

OOC:

Taking 10 with the Healer's Hands feat heals Grim by 1

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GM

Mar 3, 2022 8:56 pm

Iosef provides some amount of care to Grim as everyone searches the basement rooms to their content.

OOC:

HP updated in tracker

Checking out the man, now deceased, on the table in the middle of the central room doesn't reveal much. He's wearing tattered clothing and there doesn't appear to be anything on his body that would identify who he is.

When Grim looks over the furnace area, he notes that the vents leading up from the interior appear particularly wide, so much so that any of you might be able to squeeze up through them, but there's no telling where it leads and you would have to crawl inside the furnace to reach the potential escape route.

Otherwise, the only other way you've identified to potentially exit this place is the chute directly over the pile of dead bodies.

You are reminded as well that Elias mentioned seeing coin on one of the bodies - there remains the potential for things of value to be found amongst the corpses.

OOC:

Let me know what you all intend to do from here; you may RP the scene more as you'd like, but eventually you may want to leave the area. Your positions on the map are not important while out of combat - you may narrate freely at this time where you are and what you're doing.

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Razhel

RageRed

Mar 3, 2022 9:44 pm

Squadfather44 Inactive forever!

Razhel is anxious to get out the stench and confinement of the area. After collecting her things from both table and pile, she wanders back into the room with the body chute and gives the area another look around, but staying out of the pile of corpses.

"Unless anyone else find a better mode of egress, I think we are all going to need to shimmy up the chute to get out of here." She says aloud for anyone to hear.

Elias Van Brunt

Mar 3, 2022 11:27 pm

Agreed. Elias says as he reentered the room. It's the only path that makes the most sense. I'd rather give those bodies the peace they never found in life. So someone else can root through them. I'll climb up first and make sure the room is clear.

Elias moves over to the chute and looks for the easiest way to climb up it.

Mar 4, 2022 12:40 am

"Bless them quickly and climb carefully, priest," he said. "Well, you seem like a priest... a warrior priest."

Mar 4, 2022 12:52 am

C1NDER says:

Nearby, a flight of rickety wooden steps climbs toward the high ceiling - an escape none of the room's current occupants seem capable of employing.

OOC:

Do the stairs go anywhere?

GM

Mar 4, 2022 1:41 am

LoudKid says:

C1NDER says:

Nearby, a flight of rickety wooden steps climbs toward the high ceiling - an escape none of the room's current occupants seem capable of employing.

OOC:

Do the stairs go anywhere?

While the stairs, at first glance, would seem the most obvious exit from the cellar, a fallen wall above has blocked the way out. You can climb to the stair's landing easily enough, but beyond that are heaps of rubble choking the passage above.

Similarly, the tunnel that was once here (just north of the pile of bodies) might have also once been a way to escape, but is now strangled with the a mass of rubble that would seem impassable.

Mar 4, 2022 2:08 am