Return to Mareth (In Game)

[Floozer]

She pushes up to her feet and grunts as she looks at Draanok barely holding himself together. She runs over to him while casting a healing spell. [6+5+2=13] Silver light floods off of her hands and over Draanok restoring [6+4+3=13] nearly all of his health! "Even you are worthy of the moons blessings if you just open your heart to her!" She lectures mid combat before running at Marea.

She swings her mace at the distracted tree woman, aiming for the flower {6+3=9] and clashing her mace into it for [5] a solid blow. Of course... now she is right next to the base of the corrupt goddess!

 

[Archangel99]

His ears pick up what Elliana said, and he grabs his swords, before blinking as Cassy runs over, heals him, and then runs off again after a lecture, leaving him opening and closing his mouth in indignation like a fish.

Rather than blindly rushing in this time, he only moves closer and waits for a chance to attack.

 

[Ecnalab]

Everything came to a halt. Marae froze mid stride as her eyes widened, and she slowly looked down at the two arrows piercing her flower, before Castella's mace collided with it, knocking the large bloom clean off Marae's body. Her massive hands clutched at the spot where the flower had been as the skin around the spot grew black. In a flash, the two halves of her trunk slammed shut around her once more as her bark grew black, and the tentacles hanging from her branches withered and fell to the ground. As the party watched, purple smoke began to seep out of every inch of the tree as it withered and twisted like a burnt match. When the fumes finally cleared, all that stood there was a blackened husk of a tree, and with a creaking groan it fell to the ground.

Went the dust settled, Draanok noticed that the large flower that had been attached to Marae was sitting on the ground... and still glowing.

 

[Archangel99]

He walks over slowly and bends down to gingerly pick it up. "Is this... Is this the real Marae...?" He asks in a hushed, slightly awed voice.

 

[Floozer]

Out of breathe, she moves over to Draanok and looks at the flower "Perhaps... this is all that remains of her? Please, hand it here so I might pray to the moon to cure her. If this flower is tained, then it needs to be purges and then planted somewhere safe!"

 

[Archangel99]

"I... Don't think it's tainted. It's... Glowing. If it was tainted, it wouldn't be so... Warm, would it?" He asks, frowning slightly. "I think... Maybe we just... Need to replant her somewhere else?" He asks, knowing how stupid he sounds.

 

[Ecnalab]

As Draanok held the flower, the petals fell away in his hands until all that was left was a small seed, about the size of a walnut.

[Congratulations, the party has defeated Marae, and recovered her seed. Everyone gains one XP for the encounter, and another one for advancing the story.]

 

[Woider]

Elliana gathers the rest of her things, before walking over to Draanok and Castella. "Hey... um, we could always do it in Tel'kara, couldn't we? That place is free of corruption, right?"

 

[Archangel99]

Well, it seemed his statement didn't look so stupid anymore.
"Alright. I think we just have to plant her somewhere. Like... Less tainted soil." He murmurs, glancing around.

 

[Floozer]

"Hmm... I suppose that would work yes. We just need to get her somewhere safe from the corruption so she can regrow her powers. We will not find anything safe around here... the whole lake is tainted."

 

[Archangel99]

"Tel'kara? With that crazy rat shaman who wanted us to kill her hanging around? Absolutely not!"

 

[Floozer]

"Then where should we plant her that would be truly safe from taint?"

 

[Woider]

"Well... we did kinda kill her, didn't we? So it's a job done, a win/win scenario. We killed her, and now she'll be regrown."

 

[Ecnalab]

Carla groggily got to her feet and looked down at Mina. "You okay?" she asked.

Meanwhile, Isaac made his way over to the rest of the group. "I can't believe we just did that," he said, through strained breath. "You needn't worry about old Rhazul, if you bring that seed to Tel'Kara. I assure you the council will see to it that it is well guarded, wherever it is planted."

 

[Floozer]

"You see? Tal'kara will be a fine place to regrow the goddess!"

 

[Woider]

"That sounds good, Isaac. I can't wait to get back... I need a long, warm bath after this... preferably with a certain moon-worshipper next to me." She winks at Castella.

 

[Floozer]

"Oh my... I think at this point I would allow myself to indulge a bit" She says with a wink of her own.

 

[Ecnalab]

Isaac's eyes traveled downward, and his cheeks reddened. "Um, Castella, you might want to find your pants," he muttered, motioning to her slowly inflating cock.

 

[Woider]

Elliana just looks at Castella with a big grin on her face. "Don't worry, Isaac... I'll take care of this... later."

 

[Floozer]

She blushes and looks around for her pants "Oh dear.. oh moon... oh this is not ok." She mutters.

 

[Archangel99]

Draanok holds out a ball of goo. "Just have this. Not exactly covering up, but... Should do the job..." He mutters.

 

[Woider]

"Oh this is most definately ok... for me." Elliana mutters, safe in her gelsuit.

 

[Floozer]

"It's a ball of goo draanok... you realize we had to craft Elliana's goo suit yes?"

 

[Ecnalab]

[Anyone who wants to try and find their cloths, go ahead and make a discern reality check. And I'm afraid I need to run for a while.]

 

[Archangel99]

"Oh. Um.... I wasn't around. I thought you just sorta... Squeezes it into whatever shape you wanted. Can't you use it like a codpiece or something? Like... Just stick it in there and shape it out..."

 

[Floozer]

"No. I do have some special panties that must be around here somehwere.... black latex ones... just find them for me."

 

[Archangel99]

"Uhh... No. Look for it yourself. I'm not looking around for someone's panties. Gross." He says, wincing.

 

[Woider]

"Well I don't mind helping you Cassy... because I'm the one who's gonna be peeling them off of you, anyway." She smiles, before looking around alongside her. [Rolling for discern realities: 6+2+2 = 10... three questions.] [Where are the black panties? Are there any other items of note on the ground? Has Carla gotten any long-lasting corruption from the "incident"?]

 

[Kei]

Mina rose from the floor still woozy and out of it. "Did anyone see the plate of the flying shark that hit Mina?" It took her a few moments to realize that the goddess had been felled and that the party was cheerfully making fun oh each other while half of them had no clothes on, not that the bunny minded. She had no issues with being naked and no shame in letting her pecker grow as she leeched out the other's visible endowments. The small barbarian fetched her sword from the ground were only scraps of her suit, vest and skirt remained. "Bummer... those were tailor made, you know. Mina wonders if her crossbow is still around."

[Roll(2d6)+0: 1,2,+0 Total:3]

 

[Ecnalab]

[Everyone keep in mind that when you roll a six, or lower, on any roll you get a point of XP.]

Fortunately, with Elliana's help, Castella managed to find her enchanted undies, and her swelling package was soon tucked back into whatever pocket dimension they contained. Her pants, however, had been shredded along with the rest of her clothing. On a brighter note, though, most of Draanok's armor was found, save for the right boot, and Mina's tiny crossbow turned up as well, however, the string had broken and would need replacing.

As they searched the area for their missing gear, the group also noticed something a little out of the ordinary. A short distance from where the remains of Marae rested, a single tall standing stone had apparently been knocked over in the battle as the goddess thrashed about. There, sunken into the ground was a wide iron disc as big as a bathtub, fitted into an iron circle like a lid, or stopper. While it had clearly once been painted, the image was far too faded to be recognizable. However, its edge was shaped with a number of small arches, clearly meant to be handholds, though it would take the strength of several people to move the large metal disk.