1.3 - In Search of Sanity - Never-Ending Nightmare

Grim joins the others in leaving the smelly area behind. He points toward the room that holds the crates and steps inside to get out of the hallway. "Everyone still with us? Its only going to get worse for here until it gets better with the end of Loomis, Zandalus, and the nightmarish creature that stalks in dreams."

As you stand in the hall, Axion takes the ring and ponders over it a few moments. He shakes his head, "Perhaps Iosef can check, but I will need more time to study this trinket."

The sickening feeling of the room leaves itself behind several minutes after you leave the vicinity of Klades's body and the filth found in the shower room. Taking stock of the situation, you recognize there are still unexplored areas to the north and to the east, back towards the cultists' camp.

Feeling a bit better after a couple of... slightly fresher air, Elias turns to the others "Anything else in that hellish place?". There not being much more inside the room, steps a few times, still holding on to the corridor's wall. "Well guess he is right. There's still some other people I would like too meet in this asylum" he tries to smile as he says so, and keeps walking in the length of the corridor.

Iosef holds a hand out to Axon. 'Not sure I can do much better but I will try.'

Grim moves to the middle of the hallway so that he can see the north door and the ones Elias is heading to explore in hopes of seeing if anyone enters in the area or tries, again, to ambush or trap them.

Ioseph puzzles over the iron-banded ring a few moments before realizing the interwoven layers of transmutation and evocation magic for what they are: this is a ring of emancipation!

While the others position themselves in the hallway, Elias approaches the eastern doors and throws them open, revealing another large courtyard. Dense mist fills the air. Eddies in the fog create phantom shapes among the shadows of bent trees and wilted foliage.Initiative:

Name	Init	Status
Razhel	A
Axon	A	Mage Armor (+4 AC, 3hrs)
Grim	A	18/22hp
Elias	A
Iosef	A

Seeing the wisps pf yellow mist creeping through the open door, Razhel calls out to Elias, "Well. What did you find?"

"More fog in here" Elias turns to tell the others. "Do guys think it's worth it exploring the courtyard with those things still around " he asks pointing at one of the shapes moving at the fringe of the yellow mist.

"I think we should stay on task and put an end to the things making the mist." Grim replies.

Heading north through the door at the end of the hall, Grim finds a large tower room. A row of rocking chairs face its tall windows, staring into the mist licking the outside of the glass. A heap of broken planks lies in one corner, the wreckage of a broken stairwell that still partially clings to the wall above.

The stairway used to climb to a platform about 15 feet overhead. Though this lower portion has collapsed you have only some slight difficulty using the debris to climb up and follow the remnants of the stairwell into the heights of the tower.

At the top you find large broken windows on all walls, looking out over a sea of churning saffron fog. Inside, dusty crates of every size fill the room.

In the center of the room is a yellow-cloaked individual, kneeling upon the cold ground with their mouth pointed up - yellow mist spews from their mouth in great voluminous fonts, writhing like tendrils toward the outside air. Their eyes are glazed over and white, reminding you of the sort of creature the hospital administrator, Eliege Losandro, had become.Initiative:

Name	Init	Status
Razhel	A
Axon	A	Mage Armor (+4 AC, 3hrs)
Grim	A	18/22hp
Elias	A
Iosef	A

Grim loads up his crossbow, slides into the room, and fires at the mist-spewing cultist.

Likewise. Razhel immediately fires her crossbow at the yellow-robed acolyte spewing his mist filth into the air.