<hr/><br/>(https://i.imgur.com/8VErshZ.jpg)(https://i.imgur.com/T9bo4Ey.jpg)(https://i.imgur.com/jVwFWB0.jpg)<br/><br/>Location: Hallway<br/>Exits: Ooze Room, Descending Staicarse<br/><br/><br/>Tulira (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=1947798) HP 12/12 | AC 16 | PP 13<br/>Sorine (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=1947734) HP 10/10 | AC 18 | PP 15<br/>Lilin (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=1947785) HP 8/8 | AC 15 | PP 11<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Sorine looked back and pointed at the stairs,<strong>"They come,"</strong>she said, trying to keep her voice low and quiet.<br/><br/>Tulira gripped the hilt of her greatsword.  She wanted to fight.  She wanted to avenge the loss of the plucky halfling.  But that wasn't their mission.  She pointed at the room with the gnoll corpses<strong>"In there and make ready!"</strong><br/><br/>The trio quickly scurried into the room with the bodies of the gnolls and the orcs.  As Lilin passed inside, Sorine shut the door slowly but firmly.  Tulira look position next to it, her sword at the ready to strike anyone who came through the door.  Sorine and Lilin moved against the the wall the door opened towards so as to be out of sight if someone just opened the door and peeked in.  All three women were breathing a bit faster, anticipating a possible fight as the clinking sounds of armor and the heavy tread of steps drew nearer.<br/><br/><hr/><br/>(https://i.imgur.com/e3HFNBM.jpg)<br/><br/>Riku (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=1947762) HP 10/10 | AC 14 | PP 13<br/><br/>Location: ???<br/>Exits: ???<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Recognize?  Where or when had she ever encountered anything like this?<strong>"I think I'd remember if we met,"</strong>she chirped.  She had been lucky so far.  But what now?  She couldn't just stay on top of the altar.  But there also didn't appear to be any way out.  She looked for one every way as the tendrils seemed to halt their advance, just waving about the altar as almost a living screen.<br/><br/>She had to get off of this thing and away from the ooze.  Then maybe she could find her way out.  And maybe help some of these women.  She licked her lips, deciding to try to play the game, "I don't know who your masters are, so I don't know what things I've done might be considered crimes.  A little trespassing maybe, but there's no harm in that!"<br/><br/>As she said it, she took a half step back and then took two running steps before hitting the end of the altar, leaping and twisting in the air to try and avoid the grasping things.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Acrobatics Check</div><div class="spoiler_body">At 2019-08-27 05:37:50, Armphid (uid: 65288) rolls: 1d20a5 Result: 14</div></div>