1.3 - In Search of Sanity - Never-Ending Nightmare

Axon feels the weight of the shadows' bearing upon him in the mist (Axon: 14 NLD). With your plan somewhat set - fire & silver passed among some of them and Iosef now steeled against the fear emanating from the mist - you wait for several long heartbeats as the laughing fades and stillness fills the air.

The mist in the room suddenly whips into a flurry, spinning with increased velocity as it is sucked towards a central point in the room. As it does so, the solitary form of a familiar figure takes shape: the foe from your nightmares when you awoke in the asylum, the Tatterman.

The creature stands before you, the mist now gone.



"My, how good it feels to smell this world again," it says, it's blinded face turning up and taking in a long drag of the night air. "All the dreamers here, really here, to take for my own." It levels its face and looks to those of you in in its field of vision. "Starting with you."

It levels a finger at Razhel. "You. You are marked, but not the King in Yellow. You will step and take no part in the slaughter I bring upon these fools who matter none to you."

Razhel feels the creature's words dig into her ear. This thing, this dream stalker, seems to speak sense...

Name	Init	Status
The Tatterman	A	?
Axon	B	18/18hp, 14 NLD, Mage Armor (+4 AC, .5hr)
Iosef	B	23/23hp, +4 morale to Fear Saves
Razhel	B	21/21hp
The Tatterman	C	(Refer to A)
Elias	D	23/23hp
Grim	D	22/22hp

Razhel sighs and steps aside.

The rag man assaulted Axon's mind but he resisted as best he could.

"Fight it, Raz! That thing's a nightmare... and it's time for us to wake up!"

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Iosef fumbles away the wand before lifting the crossbow and taking a shot.

Iosef fumbles away the wand before lifting the crossbow and taking a shot.

Axon's flames wreath around the Tatterman, singing the creature's otherworldly skin. It shrieks in pain, even as it shrugs off some of the injury (Tatterman Reflex Save: Success, -4hp).

Iosef lifts his crossbow up and fires! The bolt streaks through the air and sinks into the creature's chest. It hisses, reaches up, and plucks the shaft from its body, tossing it to the ground (Tatterman: DR 5/?, -1hp).

Razhel shifts away from the fight, unable to bring herself to act, struggling against the magic pervading her mind.

The Tatterman pulls a wicked-looking war razer from its sash and rounds on Elias, bearing down on him with it's weapon while cackling menacingly. "One man dead, just for fun!" The weapon scrapes down the paladin's armor, sending a chilling shriek of metal through the air, but failing to find flesh (Elias: 18 vs AC 19 - Miss!).

Name	Init	Status
The Tatterman	A	51/56hp
Axon	B	18/18hp, 14 NLD, Mage Armor (+4 AC, .5hr)
Iosef	B	23/23hp, +4 morale to Fear Saves
Razhel	B	21/21hp
The Tatterman	C	(Refer to A)
Elias	D	23/23hp
Grim	D	22/22hp, Silversheen applied

Elias scoffs as the Tatterman taunts him. "Girl! You're not taking part of any slaughter this thing will bring, the only fool being slaughtered here is this nightmare!" Noticing how easily the abomination dealt with Iosef's bolt, he thanks Pharasma for Grim's foresight and grabs the silver dagger.

Head down, shoulders slumped, her crossbow held pointing toward the floor, Razhel wanders west down the hallway. When she reaches the shallow opening in the north wall of the hall, she ducks inside.

'How dare it think she would want to take part in the slaughter of her companions? And..she did care what happens to them.' Her face grows red with anger. She swings out around the corner of the broken door frame and shoots.

Grim charges the nightmarish Tatterman, flanking the evil fiend with Elias, and thrusts at their enemy with his silvered blade.

Elias swings with his sword, but the enemy dances to the side, impossibly quick (miss).

The Tatterman sneers at the paladin even as Razhel shakes the stupor from her head. Determined now that she would not be taking part in the slaughter of her companions should she keep all of them from falling, and that she does care for their safety, the magic fizzles from her mind and she rushes forward, firing a crossbow bolt at the monster before ducking out of sight.

Grim charges the monster with his silvered sword and swings at the monster. At first, it looks as if the creature is going to dodge, but seeing the sheen of silver on the weapon it falters and Red Destiny cleaves into the Tatterman's arm(Tatterman: -9hp).

"Grahhh!" It shrieks, ochre smoke effervescing from its wound as if an acid on its skin. "How!? You will pay for that!" It wheels on Grim and swings its war razor at the man in the hat. The deep gash in its arm clearly pains it more than it ever expected as it suddenly loosens its grip and the weapon falls to the ground (Critical Miss, disarmed).

Name	Init	Status
The Tatterman	A	AC 20, 42/56hp, DR 5/silver, disarmed
Axon	B	18/18hp, 14 NLD, Mage Armor (+4 AC, .5hr)
Iosef	B	23/23hp, +4 morale to Fear Saves
Razhel	B	21/21hp
The Tatterman	C	(Refer to A)
Elias	D	23/23hp
Grim	D	22/22hp, Silversheen applied

Still holding the crossbow in one hand, Razhel grabs the silver dagger, rushes out from cover, and closes to the disarmed monster. She stabs the silvered blade into its rotting yellowed flesh. "Enough! We've had just about enough of you!" She roars.

Razhel rushes the Dreamwalker and cuts into its flesh with her dagger, leaving another hissing wound behind (Tatterman: -5hp).

Name	Init	Status
The Tatterman	A	AC 20, 37/56hp, DR 5/silver, disarmed
Axon	B	18/18hp, 14 NLD, Mage Armor (+4 AC, .5hr)
Iosef	B	23/23hp, +4 morale to Fear Saves
Razhel	B	21/21hp
The Tatterman	C	(Refer to A)
Elias	D	23/23hp
Grim	D	22/22hp, Silversheen applied

The others were in too close for Axon to bring the fire but they had a better chance of striking down the ragman physically. Instead, Axon called down the cold.

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