20211207 - Run 18

So we end up attacking this floating eyeball and its buddies. Well, D.va called the drop phrase, and Nyla had already done it once, so here’s a door with like 6 people in the way in between us and the floating eyeball, and then the eyeball. This tactical situation is horrible.

So I roll up and stab the guy in the door twice, and then bam he’s down, a lot faster than I expected. I stack up next to the door hoping that someone’s going to hit the inside of the door with some kind of spell, instead of just running in. 

Ater I do this, Nyla started saying some gross things about Karl’s tentacles and then cast a spell that summoned a bunch of tentacles around the raider enemies and kept making slurping noises. An eruption of screams joins in pretty quickly. 

D.va and Caleb passed me and stacked up on the sides of the door, as we all kind of looked at the tentacles, heard the screams, heard some of the screams stopping, and said “ok, well, that’s doing something”. Chad moved up and took the second line at the door, and we kind of waited for the tentacles to finish eating I guess.

One of the cannibals came out with a shortsword coming at me, and got completely enfuckerated by everyone else around the door. Of course, then it exploded psychically and really messed up Caleb, and messed up the rest of us as well. Nyla kept her spell up for a bit, but eventually we decided to go on.

Nyla dropped the spell and I sprinted in. What was left was a beholderkin, one mostly frozen and acid-burnt cannibal standing next to the beholderkin, and some kind of muscle creature in the other part of the cavern. D.va hit the beholder with a few lightning strikes and Nyla nailed it with a few eldritch blasts. I ran in, stunned the beholderkin with a palm strike, failed to stab the cannibal next to the beholderkin, and then prepared to get beaten pretty badly. Nyla tries to finish off the beholderkin but doesn’t hit even though it’s stunned, and then the cannibal nailed me with his axe. D.va sprinted in next to me to heal me from that bullshit, and Caleb then moves in about half the way to the beholder and then telekinetically propelled Chad from the door straight into melee with the beholderkin and his axe-wielding buddy.

Chad then said something about a bear market and channeled the divinity of his economic ecclesiarchy right through his spear into the eye of the beholderkin. A flash of light shines directly into the eye, a bell rang and the sound of far-off coins clinking resounded through the room, and the beholderkin dropped, with what looked like the obverse of some indistinct coin seared into its gigantic retina.

I stabbed the guy who’d axed me just a bit ago, dropping him, and then moved over towards the side of the room where I thought I’d seen some kind of muscle creature. I caught sight of it again - eight limbs, the size of an ox, made of humanoid parts, part built. All arms. Breathing, but stitched together. Overmuscled. Rather fucked up if you ask me. It caught my scent, so I didn’t have to worry about it running away, so I backed up and got over to Caleb, who somehow had ended up flat on the ground.

So of course since I was bleeding Mr. 8 Arms For Not Spider Legs galloped over, hit me three times, picked me up, and then bit into me, at which point I passed out. I woke up looking at an upside-down D.va wearing a floor hat, wait, I’m upside down. Caleb then decided to introduce Arms Guy to a maul, repeatedly, but missed once and decided to flip out and keep hitting it. The arm thing managed to get a hand up to block one strike, but two more hits in the face kind of reversed that trend and then it was mostly just a meat pancake after that.

Alarm bells appear to still be sounding elsewhere in the structure, but right now the only sounds in this room are our heavy breathing and bleeding on the ground. There’s some shiny stuff on the altar - we take a moment to put all that shit in D.va’s bag of holding.