Loot: The Eternity Dungeon

[Zaleramancer]

Name Goes Here curses his lack of shoes and begins sprinting after the others.

Next time, he'd need to beat everyone else to the corpse.

[Marvelous Miscreant]

What's left of the poor looter's body isn't much more than a severely scalded and soggy husk. Star is barely able to find it in the thick steam. The passage is fairly long, as the looter's travel through they grow hotter and hotter in the sauna like steam. Finally, Star reaches another cavern. He senses it more than see's it as it isn't much more than a blurry patches through the shroud of steam. He throws the body again, into the room. There is a muffled thump, but no hiss of steam escaping. However, after a moment, an odd muffled noise reaches his ears. It sounds like the wet squelching of jelly.

[Philote]

Willow waits for the first group to pass and then triggers the trap again, letting out the built up steam so that there would be a second delay for the next group.

"This way Xlprq" Willow calls as he makes the run through the steam room.

[Gentleman Vaultboy]

Star carefully exists the steam into the next room.

[Marvelous Miscreant]

The room becomes more visible as Star exits the cloudy steam. The walls are covered in cracks that glow like embers and intermittently eject short spouts of steam. The floor appears to be made of black volcanic stone. Upon closer inspection the floor also appears to be slick with a thin layer of red slime.

Again Star hears the periodic wet smacking noise. Looking across the room, the source is revealed.

It's a pack of Less-Than-Serious Slimes!



These comically gelatinous fiends jiggle and slurp as they crawl quickly towards Star. As they draw nearer, Star can see several dim shapes inside their slightly transparent bodies. Probably their last meals. Or maybe, something else.

[Gentleman Vaultboy]

Star lifts his sword of his back and calls out to the slime he presumes to be the leader.

"Parlay, slimes?" Hearing nothing but gurgling as the three creep toward him, he grins. "Very well, stand and deliver!"

He hops forward, swinging his blade toward the leader. He would rid that dapper slime of his mustache, recognized the world over as a symbol of authority, and demoralize them.

[Zaleramancer]

Name Goes Here readies his bow and lets out the traditional warrior screech.

"AHHHHHHHH-"

Taking a stand a good distance away from the slimes, he lets loose an arrow at the closest slime.

[Celadon's Penultimate]

"I'm on my way!" Xlprq replies.

When he makes it through the steam, he stops short, on seeing the slimes standing (?) before him.

[Philote]

"Hasty actions friends" Willow says looking from the slimes to the steam vents

"Steam may prevail where weapons may not" he says, using his staff to activate the steam yet again and clearing a path for his allies to lure the slimes down.

[Marvelous Miscreant]

The Slimes pay little heed to the attacks, even as bits of them are sliced off. They continue their mindless charge towards fresh meat. Their smiley bodies gurgle as they inch forward.

One of the slimes expands as if sucking in air, before spewing out a thick stream of steam in Name Goes Here's direction

[Gentleman Vaultboy]

"We can't let them near the stream vents, they'll get bigger," calls out Star. He gives another slice to the dapper slime and backs away, circling and moving away from the hallway. Then seeing one of them fire off a blast of steam at Names gives him an idea.

He hops forward, giving the slime a weak slice before backing away quickly before it can react. He does it again and again, shouting. "What are you gonna do? What are you gonna do, huh? What are you gonna do? Come at me slime!"

(I'm baiting the slime to start using its steam attacks to try and make it exhaust it's supply of water.)

[Philote]

"Perhaps the wisdom of the forest does not apply in this situation" Willow muses.

Looking at his wooden weapon, Willow decides that the path of the hunt would not be his today either.

"Do your best friends. I shall put forth my skills to finding an aid to our problem" he says as he skirts around the battle with the slimes, looking for features of the room or paths to the next location that could aid them.

[Zaleramancer]

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH-" Name drops with the speed carefully honed reflexes of someone who drinks too much coffee and spends all of their time getting fireballs thrown at them. "-HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH"

He does not, however, stop screaming because BY THE GODS I'M GOING TO BE COOKED BY JELLO.

[Celadon's Penultimate]

Xlprq looks at either slime, growing dismayed. If he were big enough, he just might try eating the accursed things, he thought with a sigh.

That being clearly out of the question, a much more subtle method might be required, to dispatch of the mucilaginous foe.

"Hey, slicing them isn't doing any good!" he spoke up, "We can't really physically hurt them at all! I think we might just need to distract them, and make a run for it!)

(I mean, really...we have no weapons that can harm them. No magic, no nothing. Not to mention, steam enhancing them...)

[Smackgiver]

As Praosk's vision clears and adjusts to the darker environment he steadies himself and takes a deep, cleansing breath.  He immediately executes the most basic of stances of his order to center himself.   Upon hearing the AAAAAAAHHHHH from another room, he instinctively reacts by channeling his chi... which doesn't respond.  

"Hmmmmm.  Another test.  My Sifu must've warned this master of ceremonies of my talents.  I shall have to endure another challenge in this delicate shell."  

He starts off in a moderate gallop toward the unidentified scream just uttered.  

(I assume I have no knowledge of the steam trap already encountered by the group.  This, I think is going to hurt)

[Marvelous Miscreant]

Gentleman Vaultboy:
The dapper slime makes a noise that could possibly be described as a gargle huff as its mustache wriggles in what might be agitation. The slimes quickly inflates as hot gasses build up inside it. It holds its breath for a moment that unleashes a spout of hot vapor in Star’s direction.

The slime then sags a little, appearing to have shrunk somewhat. It’s make a noise like a deflate balloon and slowly charges again.
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Philote:
Willow skirts around the edge of the cavern and notices two exits to the room. Unfortunately they are far too long and winding to see what is on the other side.

He also notices several precarious stalactites hanging from the ceiling. A good bump might knock them loose.
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Zaleramancer:
The Slime’s steam subsides and it sags a little lower than it had been. It squelches as it slowly approaches Name Goes Here’s prone form.
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Shadowulf:
The Third slime’s attention turns towards Xlprq as it makes its way towards him with sick, wet noises.
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Smackgiver:
The steam trap activates as Praosk enters the tunnel. Fortunately, after having been activated several times in a row, the steam is weak and while still very hot, leaves Praosk with only a few minor scalds on his shoulders and back.
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[Mik_Hael]

        Darkness filled mark's vision for a few seconds before his eyes slowly adjusted to the innards of the cave. "Heh, cool" He says while his eyes dart back and forth taking in the scenery. "So this is what the inside of the eternity dungeon looks...like." His train of thought stalls as he notices a black figure running on the ceiling towards the next room.

           Mark blinks several times in confusion before realizing that he is in fact upside down propped against the wall. He quickly scrambles to his feet righting himself as he grabs the staff lying on the ground a few inches away from him. "This is going to be so much fun." He experimentally flexes his fist just in time to hear a loud hiss coming from the direction the black player had ran followed by the smell of hot water. "...Gulp."

[Smackgiver]

....and a pronounced "OOOWW".  That's frickin' hot!  And unfair!

[Smackgiver]

A loud, screaming jet-black figure enters the room/chamber and quickly casts his glance around all moving objects.

/As I enter the slime room, can I discern any looters that look like their proverbial goose is cooked? (does anyone look like they're in mortal danger?)/

[Mik_Hael]

"Owwww!"

"Four seconds into the game and someone's already injured? This rocks!" Mark grasped his staff tightly in his left hand and sprinted towards the black figures location.