With a swift lunge and a thrust, Ithy skewers the cowering 'bold. She draws her rapier swiftly upwards, making a large gash in the flesh of the dying kobold. Gore and viscera splatter about the cavern. As the blue light of the fungus filters through the blood, it makes a strange magenta, adding another hypnotic pattern of light to the place.
Meanwhile, Osirio closes his eyes for a moment. With the sense of second sight learned by all who take up the title of Hexblade, he sees the whirling strings of fate within the cave; a splendid mosaic of the luck of the kobolds, the party, a rat running down the wall - even the strange fungi, all in a hectic, chaotic whirlwind of brilliant blues and reds. This ethereal world would cause any average person to go insane, but due to their curse of unluck, a Hexblade must learn to make sense of it. Though they cannot predict anything about the cacophonic winds of fortune, they can return from viewing it with their mind intact. And, for those who study deeply into the skill, impose some level of order onto it. With but a thought, the cursed purple winds about Osirio coalesce, and with the precision and speed of a master, he sculpts it into a form like a hound, which snaps forward greedily and quickly. Though it first charges for the corpse at Ithy's feet, it soon realizes that the target is dead, and turns quickly to instead attack one of the living 'bolds. It bites the creature, and for a moment the cultist's mind detects the hound, and tries to shake it off. Though it comes close to destroying the manifestation, it holds on tightly, before finally contaminating the winds about it. Mission completed, the hound returns to Osirio, for even when passed onto another, he is never entirely free of the curse.
All this occurs in the blink of an eye, which, to any outside observer, it would appear is simply what Osirio just performed. He opens his eyes quickly, and strides forward with confidence, despite the aura of bad luck around him, and the growing crimson sheen on his armour. He delivers a swift stab towards one of the kobolds, killing it mercifully fast.
In a mixture of grief and rage, another kobold makes a desperate attack. Skirting around the party's defensive strikes, the 'bold attempts to tackle Osirio. In a panic, the swings of both the Hexblade and Bard miss, allowing the kobold to tackle him. The Hexblade stumbles back, and teeters terrifyingly close to the edge, while in a plane unseen the hound snaps ineffectually at his legs, but Osirio remains standing nonetheless, throwing the kobold off of him.
The remaining kobold makes a less desperate move; simply stepping forward and thrusting with his spear. Despite his curse, the 'bold does strike true. It pierces painfully through the Hexblade's armour, though the strength behind it is lacking [3 DAMAGE].
Culpa - 20
"Ithy" - 15
Osirio - 13
Kobolds - 11
>Ari Cole - 10
Ava - 5
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