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Time: ???
Weather: cold
Mentions: @Tellussoil @Karcen@Nameless Hero
TLDR: Loose summary before new situation. Party is slowly getting drained, barriers taking it for now.
music:
They had crossed into the pyramid after fighting through waves of undead outside, losing the firbolg guides along the way as Xune burned the field clean to force an opening. The pyramid had answered with stronger defenders and a draining pull that tore at their lifeforce, but they fed it magic and pushed through while it quieted. The threshold trap had spikes shooting up to kill the first to enter before resetting as they moved past it. Fortunely, no one succumbed and the entrance sealed behind them with no way back out.
The chamber ahead was lit by a dull green glow carried by brass conduits set into the walls while large bone pistons move in steady rhythm, rising and falling with a low mechanical sound that carries through the floor. Rotating pylons stand deeper within, turning slowly as the same light runs along their surfaces and feeds into the structure around them. The air is still and cold.
The green light along the walls begins to shift and draw inward along the floor, thin lines forming and growing brighter as they gather beneath the party. The faint remains of Xune's barriers start to weaken under the pull, the light pressing against them and stripping away what protection they offer slowly with time as the party stands around to rest.
Time: ???
Weather: cold
Mentions: @Tellussoil @Karcen@Nameless Hero
TLDR: Loose summary before new situation. Party is slowly getting drained, barriers taking it for now.
music:
They had crossed into the pyramid after fighting through waves of undead outside, losing the firbolg guides along the way as Xune burned the field clean to force an opening. The pyramid had answered with stronger defenders and a draining pull that tore at their lifeforce, but they fed it magic and pushed through while it quieted. The threshold trap had spikes shooting up to kill the first to enter before resetting as they moved past it. Fortunely, no one succumbed and the entrance sealed behind them with no way back out.
The chamber ahead was lit by a dull green glow carried by brass conduits set into the walls while large bone pistons move in steady rhythm, rising and falling with a low mechanical sound that carries through the floor. Rotating pylons stand deeper within, turning slowly as the same light runs along their surfaces and feeds into the structure around them. The air is still and cold.
The green light along the walls begins to shift and draw inward along the floor, thin lines forming and growing brighter as they gather beneath the party. The faint remains of Xune's barriers start to weaken under the pull, the light pressing against them and stripping away what protection they offer slowly with time as the party stands around to rest.
