Return to shore. Offer nearby people a look in my mirror.
CHUMS, GATHER ROUND! HAVE A LOOK IN THIS GLASS DISC I HAVE ACQUIRED.
Return to shore. Offer nearby people a look in my mirror.
CHUMS, GATHER ROUND! HAVE A LOOK IN THIS GLASS DISC I HAVE ACQUIRED.
Reggie team 2
sure i wanna see!
Reggie looks into the glass disk
You two mill about at the shore, losing sight of the group as they head into town. Reggie peers into the glass circle, seeing one horrendous Octop-eye staring back at it.
I keep my distance, making sure to stay upwind, and observe and wait for the alchemist to make his own way clear of the mess he put himself in. (the smaller an animal is, the more susceptable they are to poisons. same principal that's behind why big people can drink more... and I'm not big... at all.)
I hope the others remember to watch where I fly to track where the alchemist is going. I don't want to try to bring him in alone.
He hasn't made much progress out of the goop. it looks like the goop is kinda moving or swirling or something, and he is wading against the pull. Several small mounds, no bigger than watermelons, rise out of the goop at various points. No telling if that means anything or not.
==Durmokh Dumrhysson==
Urgh, this stuff is disgusting. We're going to need a lot of soap.
If we have any soap, either on us or among the supplies, see how it reacts with the spill.
I've never rolled for soap before. (5) You had some in with your cheesemaking supplies. Someone must have thought you were a lyemaker or something. You get close enough to lob the thing into the goop - upwind, thankfully, though it is making you gag anyway. the soap drops into the goop, and instantly reacts. Suddenly, the goop around the soap begins to boil and foam, spraying upward in a violent geyser and splattering about everywhere. You, Ssslavina, Clunkers, and Sirkie are splattered with globs of the stuff. The initial explosion subsides, but the bubbling and foaming only seem to increase in volume. the color of the muck near the foam changes to a pinkish hue.
"... Ssssee if thiss worksss..."
Try to focus the energy from the egg into making my ssscales resistant to acid and toxin. IF successsful to sssatisfactory degree, go looking for the alchemist. quickly.
Your scales take on a bright blue sheen and feel quite resilient. You haven't long to find out ifit worked as advertised, though, as you are immediately splattered with goop from a big explodey geyser. thegoop slides right off and puddles at your
feet belly. You can see the alchemist fro mwhere yo uare, waist deep in muck, pulling something behind him, clutching a staff or pole or something in front. Still wanna go in and get him?
((PTW while I think of an action.))
You watch the dwarf lob a small, yellow hand grenade into the midst of the goop, and then duck and cover instinctively When the goop explodes. Your wet clothing is covered in crud now, but you've avoided getting it on your hands or face. Might be in your hair though.
"Organics and other assorted teammates, this one has worked out what this sludge is. It is made up out of digestive enzymes, lizard embryonic material, and tar, mixed with limestone, fecal matter, and some unidentified organics. Both corrosive and toxic. This one feels it would be best of the organics of this team try not to breathe in any fumes."
Your advice, while wise, goes unheeded. On the positive side, you now have several physical samples of the goop on hand, and foot, and torso. You can feel a vague ... something from contact with it.
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