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[Furtuka]

Altha froze in midstep and turned around, seeing the apparition behind her. Goosebumps rose on her skin as she beheld the malevolence emanating from its ethereal form.

She took a step backwards and did her best to remain calm. Like most students of the studies of the ancient magicks she had encountered the undead and other such specters on digs before, but few had felt as menacing as this.

Altha quietly inhaled and attempted a trick she had learned from one of her teachers back in those days. She extended her own magical aura and attempted to probe out gingerly, pushing thaumatic ties into it that would feed back to her own senses while simultaneously erecting some mental filters to prevent whatever backlash might come from extending to such a being.  She had heard this was originally developed for use by tacticians, and in theory this should have been able to abstractly give her some sense of what she was dealing with. Its nature, its level of strength, that sort of thing.

But instead all she received was chaotic forces enveloping her. A howling wail of indescribable malice. The best one could put it to words was something like a “H̸̗̰̹͕̯u͔̦̙̤͟u̙̗u̥̮͔͙̜͎͢uu̡u̥̖͞u̴̩u̝e̵̫̞̲ee̗̪̺̙̘͚̗” noise.

”...oh shit.”

Tucking her tomes under her arms, Altha ran as fast as she could to catch up to the others, only for her slight frame to slam into a wall of metal.

Quickly recovering from having ran into Siegfried, she peered around him but could see no sign of rhe Captain. She could hear the thugs shouting from around the corner, so he must be up ahead. Once again she mentally cursed at the situation.

However this man in front of her... he was the one who had come up with that strategy earlier... and the one whom multiple times the Captain had deferred to in leading the way. Yes if anyone would know what to do it had to be this one.

Frantically she reached up and began knocking on the back of his armor, just below his neck in an attempt to get his attention without making too much noise.

Realizing that with the thickness of his armor this might be counterproductive, she instead ducked and did her best to squeeze past him in the corridor and stand in front of him, waving to get his attention.

16-3 after Brun’s move

[Swordstar]

14-3, hold

[Chevaleresse]

Siegfried had begun to turn towards the tapping when he felt it cease, alongside someone he assumed was Altha - who else could it be? - starting to squeeze past him. He did his best to make way for her instead, squashing his large frame sideways.
"What is it?" he asked quietly, still watching ahead and preparing for their foes to advance.

[Furtuka]

Altha leaned in and did her best not to shout, needing to convince him of the urgency of the situation without letting the enemies potentially take advantage of overhearing it.

"There's something behind us." she hissed out at him

[Chevaleresse]

Siegfried nodded, contrasting the look of concern on his face. If it had the woman spooked so, it had to be something worth worrying about. He wasn't sure quite how to deal with them being followed, but he supposed he would do his best. Captain Astleich was already bringing up the front, so it seemed it fell to him to guard the rear.
"Then we can deal with the pursuer together. Stay behind me."

Siegfried holds.

[Furtuka]

Altha continued on, needing to make clear the source of her agitation.
 
"It's a ghost, a poltergeist of some kind. My attempts at accessing its nature failed, and whatever it is, it projects an aura of ill intent powerful enough to have been felt through the catacomb walls.

Whatever it is, its bad, very bad. The last time I saw something like this was at the excavation of an old mage family's castle in the southern wilds, and it took four specialist mages armed with photon stacks and a prepared ghost bottle in order to contain that spectre."

[GiglameshDespair]

13,3 stab enemy

[Haspen]

Niels did stab good.

Hit: 79+15-24 = 70
Hit roll: 9, hit!
No crit roll
Damage: 12+1-1 = 12dmg

Smuggler counterattacks!
Hit: 98-15-14 = 69
Hit roll: 37, hit!
No crit roll.
Damage: 8-1-2-6 = 0dmg!

~~Enemies Turn!~~

Niels and Captain Astleich took the heat right on!

Hit: 98-26 = 72
Hit roll: 13, hit!
No crit roll.
Damage: 8-3 = 5dmg

Hit: 78+15-14 = 79
Hit roll: 88, miss!

Niels counters!
Hit: 79-15-9 = 55
Hit roll: 62, miss!

Hit: 98-26 = 72
Hit roll: 11, hit!
Damage: 8-3 = 5dmg

Captain Astleich retaliates!
Hit: 102-24 = 78
Hit roll: 100, miss!

Hit: 99-14 = 85
Hit roll: 26, hit!
Crit roll: 55, no crit
Damage: 13-2 = 11dmg

Suddenly, Siegfried could feel something squeezing at his chest. It was a painful feeling, as if some needles were stuck against his lungs and spine. Adding to it, some deadly chill spread over his body...

The malevolent presence was right behind him!

Siegfried has gone Numb!

~~Allies Turn!~~

The Captain got back to his old prowess tho.

Hit: 102-24 = 78
Hit roll: 34, hit!
Crit roll: 9, crit!
Damage: 18-1 = 17x3 = 51dmg

~~Player Turn 10~~

EXP: 75/100

Spoiler: HP (click to show/hide)

Players:
Altha Entlern: 20/20
Brunhilde Saden: 18/23
Niels Eisenmarke: 11/22
Siegfried Jubastacheit: 23/23 Numb! (-20 Hit/Evasion, -5 per Turn)

Allies:
Captain Astleich: 14/24

Enemies:
Thug A: -11/26
Thug B: 26/26
Smuggler A: -2/18
Smuggler B: 18/18
Smuggler C: -33/18
Smuggler D: 6/18
Crafter A: 19/19
Crafter B: 19/19
Yanub Lohl: 28/28
??: ??/??

Doors&Other:
Wooden Door 10.6: 30/30HP, 5 DEF
Wooden Door 14.8: 30/30HP, 5 DEF

[Swordstar]

Blast the boss guy who doesn't have a ranged axe :3

[Haspen]

Bzorlch!

Hit: 84-9 = 75
Hit roll: 88, miss!

Spoiler: HP (click to show/hide)

Players:
Altha Entlern: 20/20
Brunhilde Saden: 18/23
Niels Eisenmarke: 11/22
Siegfried Jubastacheit: 23/23 Numb! (-20 Hit/Evasion, -5 per Turn)

Allies:
Captain Astleich: 14/24

Enemies:
Thug A: -11/26
Thug B: 26/26
Smuggler A: -2/18
Smuggler B: 18/18
Smuggler C: -33/18
Smuggler D: 6/18
Crafter A: 19/19
Crafter B: 19/19
Yanub Lohl: 28/28
??: ??/??

Doors&Other:
Wooden Door 10.6: 30/30HP, 5 DEF
Wooden Door 14.8: 30/30HP, 5 DEF

[Chevaleresse]

Hold

[GiglameshDespair]

Use whatever healing item I have

[Furtuka]

"Get the hell away from us!"

Attack ?? with Thunder

[Haspen]

Up to 15HP healed

The thunders truck the ghost, which was torn apart by the magicks.

1dmg!

And that was it. The dark, chilly presence was gone. Was there more to it? Was there another way to help it depart?

And is it gone forever, or mayhaps it was repelled only for a time being?

They will never know.

~~Enemies Turn!~~

The onslaught continued, against both Niels and the Captain!

Hit: 78+15-14 = 79
Hit roll: 69, hit!
No crit roll
Damage: 22+1-2-6 = 17dmg

Niels counterattacks!
Hit: 79-15-9 = 55
Hit roll: 16, hit!
Crit roll: 100, no crit
Damage: 12-1-5 = 6dmg

Hit: 98-26 = 72
Hit roll: 18, hit!
No crit roll
Damage: 8-3 = 5dmg

Hit: 99-26 = 73
Hit roll: 82, miss!

Captain Astleich counters!
Hit: 102-15 = 87
Hit roll: 77, hit!
Crit roll: 36, no crit
Damage: 18-1 = 17dmg

Captain Astleich retaliates once more!
Hit: 102-15 = 87
Hit roll: 20, hit!
Crit roll: 23, no crit
Damage: 18-1 = 17dmg

Hit: 99-14 = 85
Hit roll: 90, miss!

Hit: 86+15-14 = 87
Hit roll: 22, hit!
No crit roll
Damage: 17+1-6 = 12dmg

~~Allies Turn!~~

The Captain quickly dealt with the thug in front of him.

Hit: 102+15-6 = 111, autohit!
Crit roll: 82, no crit
Damage: 18+1-4 = 15dmg

Thug B counters!
Hit: 86-15-26 = 55
Hit roll: 91, miss!

Captain Astleich attacks again!
Hit: 102+15-6 = 111, autohit!
Crit roll: 33, no crit
Damage: 18+1-4 = 15dmg

~~Player Turn 11~~

EXP: 93/100

Spoiler: HP (click to show/hide)

Players:
Altha Entlern: 20/20
Brunhilde Saden: 18/23
Niels Eisenmarke: -/22 3/3
Siegfried Jubastacheit: 23/23 Numb! (-15 Hit/Evasion, -5 per Turn)

Allies:
Captain Astleich: 9/24

Enemies:
Thug A: -11/26
Thug B: -4/26
Smuggler A: -2/18
Smuggler B: 18/18
Smuggler C: -33/18
Smuggler D: 6/18
Crafter A: 19/19
Crafter B: -15/19
Yanub Lohl: 22/28

Doors&Other:
Wooden Door 10.6: 30/30HP, 5 DEF
Wooden Door 14.8: 30/30HP, 5 DEF

[Swordstar]

Blast the boss