CAMPAIGN: The Unburning (D&D5e)

Caldon takes out a handaxe and slashes a hole in the side of the tent.

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Mega Tact v1.1
Super Penguin Chef
Wizard Blocks

The blue-pink kobold child takes Sharn's hand. "I'm bored. Lets play cats now!"

Petrol goes to look at the wire. He sees the pink indicator illusion that Cece left hanging in the air. It has not yet begun to fade, but it is pointing at nothing. The wire is gone.

As Cece returns to the remaining flame with her waterskin brimming, she sees movement out of the corner of her eye. Over on the left side of the room, on the other side of the wooden support posts, three wax dummies are standing, swaying gently back and forth amidst the smoke and steam.

Caldon cuts into the canvas at the back of the tent, rapidly enlarging the smaller hole that Petrol had cut earlier. Now there is a gash larger than a door. Some firelight flickers inside.

Standing just inside the opening are two more wax dummies, dancing gently. One of them turns its body towards the opening and takes a few clumsy, lurching steps towards Caldon

"Holy Slime of Makatiel!" exclaimes Ursula, backing away

Arcadia's attempt to heal the victims seemed to do absolutely nothing. She stands there in disbelief, unsure of what her next move should be. Before she can figure it out, the victims seem to disappear. For a brief moment she thinks about going back into the fire, possibly to discover the truth, but a sour feeling in the pit of her stomach tells her to stay where she is. Plus she's far too flabbergasted to make her feet want to move. She instead moves safely away from the fire and takes a moment to collect herself. The others seem to have things under control, so she will simply wait to see what happens next.

Kailyn charges back into the fray, but stops short. There are already a bunch of people inside, and there's that saying about the chefs. Instead, he looks around the area, looking for anything that might be out of place or perhaps, easily misplaced. He doesn't bother with the wounded for now, they can be dealt with later by the professionals.

OOC: Are there any windows or doors around that Kailyn can see?

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Being from the third world, I reserve the right to speak in the third person.

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Petrol huffs as he investigates the arrow but finds nothing. Slightly disappointed, he refills his bucket and goes to tackle the flame on the first floor.

Normin begins to hum quietly as their work becomes routine and while failing to notice the quizzical natures of the test. More water for Petrol, going down!

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Arcadia moves back away from the confusion.

Kailyn also moves back a bit, and surveys the area. There is no other door besides the main one, although he can now see the opening at the far end that Petrol started and Caldon enlarged. There seem to be people moving down there... and dancing?

Normin spots the swaying lurching figures that Cece sees. The three wax dummies on the left side of the second floor seem to be walking in a single-file line towards the left stairs

As Petrol goes downstairs, he sees the two wax dummies dancing by the opening in the back wall.

That's... something... Kailyn decides to ignore absolutely everything else for now, and goes to take a look at the dancing figures. As soon as he gets there, he's going to poke one in the arm. If he doesn't get a response, he'll try poking one of the figures in the eye.

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Sharn didn't like the idea of this child pretending to be a cat while she was still a bird. "Craw!" she replied.

Cece goes to the left side to help those confused people out. "They 'ave taken too much of the smoke! Thees way! Come on! We weel geet you out of 'ere!"

Someone had said they weren't real.. and they hadn't felt real. But here they are, swaying through the smoke and the flames.. a shiver goes down her back. What if they aren't real? And she thought it was creepy before...

Normin finally looks up to see the commotion and comments, "Oh, that's peculiar." Yes, it seems that Sharn and the kobold are roleplaying.

He waits and see if any plan on going upstairs before going down himself.

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<TheGiz> oh hai doggy, oh no that's the straw that broke tjhe came baclsb

Ebald continues to work on the fire on the second floor. If it is put out, he will attempt to move to the first floor and work on the fire he saw earlier.

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Petrol quickly turns towards the two swaying wax figures. "Aha! Caught in the act, and right next to an exit at that!"

The halfling knows an opportunity when he sees one. Ignoring the fire on the first floor for now, he makes a dash towards the wax dolls and tries to push them out of the tent.

When Cece gives directions to the wax dummies, the hesitate-- not actually looking at her, but angling their bodies slightly towards her. Then they start a lurching march in the direction that she indicated. Now that she is closer, she can see that there are sinewy bundles of wires coming out the tops of their heads, and vanishing into the still-smokey upper reaches of the tent.

Ebald finishes off the last of the fire on the second floor, and goes downstairs to finish off the final flame as well.

Kailyn re-enters the tent, bent on prodding the wax dummies on the first floor, but before he reaches them, Petrol rushes past and shoves them out the back opening. They resist for just an instant, and then yield, and Petrol tumbles and falls prone outside the back of the tent near Caldon's feet. Petrol was successful at pushing the dummies outside, but rather than falling down, their feet lift up off the ground as they seem to fall up a bit.

They hang diagonally in the air for just a moment, then they slide off the thin glistening metal wires that had been impaling their limbs, and they fall with a waxen thump on the ground.

The wires quickly and silently recede back into the tent.

"MROW!" the blue-pink kobold meows loudly, as she bites the "Bird" on the "wing"

Seemingly finished with the duties, Normin gazes upward into the darkness, augmenting his view with monochrome sight to see who might be puppeteering the wax dolls.

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<TheGiz> oh hai doggy, oh no that's the straw that broke tjhe came baclsb