Aww man, why'd it have to be Leng?

Keep an eye out for yellow.

Inventory:
-Robes, brown
-Blood, sentient

I missed the other thread, but I wanted to ask: is our facial scar permanent?

Invite Mr. Supersentience to go first, follow. Be ready to armor up at a moment's notice.

>>10144215
Your face suffered a fairly painful, but shallow cut. Given your sanguinary abilities, you've supplied it with ample blood, and it's mostly scabbed over. You probably won't form a scar.

>Unless you WANT TO?

>>10144259
I don't know. I feel we could rock a bitchin' scar.

>This should be up to date. Tell me if I got anything wrong, I did my updating yesterday, instead of today.

Head down.

>>10144295
>>10144259

Idk, we've already got the freaky eldritch rune thing going on. A scar would just mar the cool effect that's giving us, or at best go unnoticed because of it.

>>10144337
Alright then, no scar.

>I'll keep taking arguments for/against scarring; in the meantime...

"Stay behind me," Ramiel says chivalrously, holding out a hand, drawing 23 and stepping down the stairs. You roll your eyes and follow, the low light of the sparse torches reflecting as a slight burnish on your blood armor, almost a blood carapace by this point.
"Your heart seems virtuous enough, for a woman, but I never expected to be allied with one as...aesthetically themed as you are," Ramiel says as you descend the claustrophobic, narrow stairs.

Dammit people, this is Blood Quest.

EVERYBODY, GET IN HERE.

>>10144445
"Looks ain't everything, hot wings."

>Guys, i'm so high right now. I'm like high enough for two people. Like if I was half as high, enough highness would be forced out of me to get another person high. Or like three dogs 6 babies or something.

>Fuckin' HIGH

>>10144473
>On that note, Imma be heading out for the rest of the night, going drinking.
>Don't do anything I wouldn't, ya'll.

>>10144445
You're a tough guy to not stab, you know that?

>>10144445
Is he hitting on us? In LENG?

Ask him if he can give us pointers on flight when we reach the open air again.

>>10144469
"Looks ain't everything, hot wings." you say between clenched teeth.
"Yes, exactly my point," he says, smiling. "Your armor, your eyes, they paint you as a devil, but you are not so."
The stairs finally open up into a corridor, though you have to stoop to continue forward, ramping down in the dark.

>>10144675
If he can fly... how is he fitting in a corridor where we have to stoop to move forward? His wings would have to be HUEG.

>>10144675
Not much to do but continue onward.

>>10144661
"Anyway I could get you to give me some pointers on flying when we get back?" you ask. "I've...sort of come into the possession of wings recently."
"Yes...?" Ramiel says, confused. "How did...you..."
He trails off as you reach the bottom of the ramp, which opens into a large chamber. Finally, there is a symmetrical arrangement of torches around the center, where sits a golden throne atop a raised platform of stone. Seated on the throne is a hunched, gaunt figure wrapped in robes of red and yellow silk. He stares at you from behind a featureless yellow mask. Further behind the throne you can see the cyclopean gape of a well, surrounded by altars stained red with sacrifice.

>What do?

>>10144827
Get the fuck away.

>>10144827
Cover our eyes and ears and... well, everything with blood. Completely insensate. Wait for Ramiel to talk to him.

>>10144899
We either attack, initiate conversation or flee. We can't afford to be on the backfoot.

>>10144827
Respectfully address the high priest. Head bowed, etc. Introduce ourselves.

>>10144899
Oh, and ask Garfield to tell us when the coast is clear. We will be relying on him for directions and hearing and stuff. He can obviously sense things outside our body so just have him prevent us from being mindbroken and relay to us what is going on with mindchatter.

>>10144853
>>10144920
>Go Forward
>Go Back
>>10144899
>>10144911
>Don't Do Anything
>Do Something

>...What do?

>>10145013
Well, we need to advance, and we can't advance by going back. But in the story this guy was basically as close to an Elder Evil incarnate as you get, and the narrator escapes by running the fuck away. I'm not sure if you've linked him with Nyarlathotep, as is implies in the original story, or with Hastur, as is later established.

>>10144920

This, let our presence be known from a distance.

>>10145061
We don't know all that though. All we know is that the cat told us we shouldn't look at or hear him becuase that would be BAD, and we know what BAD does when dealing with things like the Slender Man.

I'm still voting for blocking off our senses with blood and having Garfield be our eyes and ears. But who knows, maybe the fact that we are now mentally linked with him means we can handle reality breaking sights...?

>>10144920
This or

>>10144899
>>10144922
This. either is good

>>10145084
Seal off our senses then, let garfield interface, and hope whatever drives Ramiel is strong enough to overpower the influence of the King in Rags and Tatters.

If it's Azathoth, it... should be, although this also means that if he ever does divine a purpose we'll have to kill him.

>Let your presence be known, I guess

You bow your head, letting your blood blind you completely. You keep your ears open, however.
"Priest!" Ramiel shouts. "We seek passage from these lands."
There is no reply, until finally you hear the discordant sound of notes being piped on a shrill atonal flute or whistle.
"It's getting very dark in here..." Garfield says.
"What is this...?" Ramiel stammers.

>>10145224
This is kind of what I meant. Given the nature of the opponent, I didn't feel there was a course of action that could be profitably taken. Every scenario ended either in retreat or this.

Tell Ramiel to go back. He doesn't need to do this, whereas we do.

"Ramiel, go back. You don't need to do this."
"Ridiculous!" Ramiel exclaims.
"Oh god, it's coming out of the shadows," Garfield says. "It's everywhere!"
Again you hear the sound of the infernal piping, an arpeggio of aural assault.

>arpeggio of aural assault
Nice,

>>10145355
"Ramiel, close your eyes!"

If Garfield can't feedback, we may as well see. And lash out.

Kind of slow tonight.

Ă̷̞͓͔͕͓͂ͪͧͧ̾͢z͖̱ͪ̐̉͜͠ã̄҉͕͠t̘̬̗̟̼̦̒̇̿h̸̍̍͏͙̼͍̺̖̟oͭͭ̓
̵̷̅ͯ̄҉̺͔̼͚̗̺̩t̟͍̠̪̹̮̩́̆̆͡h̉͌͂̃̍͊̒͏̠͙̦̤̭̲̠̝͘͢ͅ

I need to go sleep, I hope this picks up. It'd be lame to have Bloodquest trickle out.

"Ramiel, close your eyes!" you shout, peeling back the armor enough to squint and extending whips.
The domed chamber has become a cascading nightmare of flesh. The piper seems to be gone, though you can still hear the droning notes. What surrounds you is a pulpy amorphous mass of bare muscle, snapping jaws, tumorous pustules and unblinking eyes. Vestigial pseudopods of dead flesh writhe uselessly and horribly, twitching foetal limbs amid the soup of bones and sinew.

>>10145502
Fly up, dragging Ramiel up too, and start lashing out at the things as we make our way to the exit of the chamber. Ramiel should go back to back with us. We'll slowly circle so we can stop any intruding flesh as it closes in, and Ramiel can stop anything that manages to slip past our whips.

Spiked whips and spears, make a fighting retreat.

>>10145519
Lets go with this. Whatever it is, it doesnt seem friendly.

>>10145502

How much of this flesh can we eat?

>>10145570
Not a good idea.

>>10145570
>You have not encountered any limit to the flesh you can burn.
>>10145519
You extend your wings, though there is not enough room to fly. Most of the torches have gone out, leaving the room a dim forest of pulsating flesh-trees, the stubby wretched fingers of whatever sickening deity has been awakened. You lash out as the closest flesh mass, your heated blood tearing a huge portion out of the meat. Hissing, steaming blood and pile burst out of the wound; the stench is acrid enough to permeate through your very blood. Ramiel also gets the idea, easily bisecting a large column of eyes with a perfect swordstroke.

Here is a bit of info I have dredged up about the High Priest.

The High Priest Not to Be Described is the sole occupant of a remote and ancient monastery on the Plateau of Leng in the Dreamlands. He serves the Outer Gods and may be Hastur, the servant of the crawling chaos Nyarlathotep (or he may even be Nyarlathotep himself).

>>10145719

Is escape possible?

>>10145719
try to make it to the gape in the wall on the other side. If that is not possible, head back.

"What vile deity is this?" Ramiel shouts.
You barely hear him over that mumbling, babbling spitting screaming mouths that form by the dozens on the undulating waves of pus-slick skin, only to go drowning and shrieking back into the recesses of the cavernous tumors stretched taut like drums with fluid and flesh.
You hack apart a membranous wall of skin, trying to keep moving in the noisy warm wet labyrinth. Ramiel stays close, cutting apart the small snake-like tendrils that snap at you or the tree-trunk sized malformed arms that swipe at you.

>Roll dice for a trend of success

rolled 1 = 1

>>10145895
Here goes probable failure

rolled 33 = 33

>>10145912
I hate you.

rolled 26 = 26

>>10145912
So much.

>>10145912
>1
>lol

You are whipping apart another wall of twitching meat when a sticky pseudopod latches onto you from behind and jerks you into a wall of churning teeth and scratching fingers. You scream as they gnaw on you, though you are mostly protected by the hard plating of your armor. However, you feel yourself becoming enveloped in the flesh, pulled back until you are scratching at the insides of a biting, scraping flesh-prison.
>33
You feel a snap, almost like an electric shock, Garfield screams, and you are showered by a stream of pus and gore as you feel yourself freed from the clenching gizzard. Ramiel steps back, spinning the Razor of Heaven that he cut you out with. Blood reform on one of your whips and several of your armor-spikes, sheared off by the desperate cut.

>>10145912
Man, what.

Hokay, so, our options aren't looking too hot. Uh... ideas?

>>10146082
HE ROLLED A 00 DIE DON'T COUNT IT

rolled 77 = 77

>>10146082
Keep on hacking and slashing our way through.

>>10146082
He was trying to fuck our rolls. That could only roll a 1.

rolled 1 = 1

Test Roll, do not count please.

rolled 1 = 1

>>10146225
Wow yeah. You can force a 1. That was me.

rolled 68 = 68

>>10146225
Another 00 die.
Type in dice+1d100
NOT dice+1d00

>>10146238
Yeah, I was just seeing if you could really force a one. Hence "test roll."

>>10146254
Mmk, making sure. Its like the noko roll from Tau Quest way back when. Much rage was produced...

>>10146285
Nah, we already learned our lesson with noko rolls in Bloodquest.

>WHOOPS!
>If I had seen that, I wouldn't have counted it, but it didn't permanently set you guys back, so no need to retcon. I'm way too high to check those, so make sure you're typing the right dice!

>77
With renewed vigor you blaze a trail through the seething flesh-tide. You are ankle-deep in fluid, film, and giblets at all times. Finally Ramiel hacks apart a twisted lumpy membrane to reveal a chamber webbed, floored, and columned with twitching, sparking brain matter. Several eyes also twitch and roll aimlessly in the spongy walls.

rolled 81 = 81

>>10146342
>brain mass
KILL IT!

Let's celebrate getting home with a week-long shower, no?

Anyway, is there anyone here, or should we just start trying to cause a headache?

>>1014638
nobody else roll goddamnit. Also attack the weak point for massive damage.

>>10146380
>81
With a savage whip, you send a steaming-writhing gash through the length of the brain matter with a lash of blood like razor wire. The misshapen body around you goes insane, whipping and thrashing frantically. Ramiel cuts through several stalks of meat before he is knocked away. You too are forced back from the assault, nearly tripping over a waist-high sacrificial altar and plunging into the well. Down its dark shaft you can see a small point of light. You burn away a clublike mess of faces and hands, clearing the way for Ramiel to regroup with you.
"You definitely hurt it," he says. "Or drove it completely mad."

>>10146490
Can we just shoot out masses of blood in all directions from our armor? seems like that would get rid of any big organic enemy pretty fast.

"I see light at the end of that path...but I'm not sure I want to go after it."

Blood whips, lash out, just hold it off for a moment.

"No matter how much of this you send at me, I'll just keep killing it!"

Do we want to chuck a bloodspear down the hole? Just to see what happens?

Check down the hole? Can we see anything down there? Damnit, where's CLARA!?

The obligatory: FUCK YEAR BLOODQUEST!!!

>>10146593
>>10146610
>>10146566
You surge out a wave of blood, tearing long gashes up your wrists as the blood pushes forth. The encroaching flesh peels back, though the unchanging mumbling, shrieking, and moaning give no indication that one part of this monster is aware of the others.
You drop a spear down the well, watching it descend into darkness It seems to vanish at some point, and you lose sight of it.

>>10146643
Ask Ramiel if he can see what the point at the bottom of the shaft is any better than we can.

>>10146643

Fuck. Non-Euclidian Geometry.

"Ramiel, how long can you keep this up?"

>>10146665
"Ramiel, can you see what's down there?" you ask.
He chances a look down.
"I...I can't tell, it looks like it opens up at the bottom," he says, snapping back quickly to respond to a lashing tentacle.
"We need to do something, or we'll be overwhelmed eventually," he cries out. "Either fight our way back and kill, or take our chances with this well."

>>10146753
Take our chances with the well.

>>10146665

FUCK.

Ask Ramiel if he can see any better, I guess. Just keep holding off the blood. This could be an ENDLESS FEAST for us, but there could be pretty god-awful side effects if we try that.

"Garfield, how're you holding up?"

Wait, what's on the other side?

Down the well.

Try and kill the piper, I say. That should help us out a bit. One less servant for the elder god.

Where on earth is Highroller/Lowroller? We need him for what I'm about to suggest.

Try and find a clear shot at whatever's controlling this. THEN go down the well. I don't want to be forced into a sacrifice pit.

>>10146857

Zalgo-Speaker!

How the hell are you?

>>10146901
>I've been calling him MissingNo in my head

Down the well.

>>10146973
Lets go with this.

>>10146973
>>10146827
>>10146777
"Let's go!" you shout.
"Wait, what are you-" Garfield says, as you leap down the well.
You accelerate slower in your fall than you would have expected, and reach a speed that seems relatively slow compared to the fall you're experiencing. You hear the babbling and murmuring, and that hideous piping, fade away behind you.
Eventually, you feel your body enter cold liquid, splashing into it fairly easily. The shock of the cold is enormous, and you cry out, releasing several bubbles on air. Kicking to the surface, you realize that you are no longer in the shaft of a well, but on the surface of a vast body of water. Several hundred feet away from you you can see the promontory of an island, a rapidly-collapsing pieces of massive stone jutting out of the lake.

It's Blind Falls, or what remains.

>>10147090
THIS IS A GOOD SIGN. /sarcasm.

Well, let's go find out what year it is. Actually, wait, let's see if Rammy is waterproof or not. THEN we go find out what year it is.

>>10147132
This

Take to the air, things live in the water.

>>10147132
seconded

Out of the water. NOW.

"Ramiel. If you can fly, Fly. NOW."

The Leviathan is still here. That's why Blind Falls got eaten! It was a gateway to the Dreamscape!

Order of things to do:

1: Get out of water
2: Get to safety
3: Find phone/radio/whatever, try to contact Clara/Creed/Brody
4: Find out the state of the world. We need to know how long we've been gone.

Use our wings to aid us in swimming! Hurry!

>>10145912
>>10146225
>>10146237

>>10147240

Like rowboat paddles?

Dice+1d100

Rollin' for epic flight!

>>10147346

God-fucking-damnit, how does this work?

roll dice+1d100 ?

>>10147346
While your enthusiasm is appreciated, DON'T FUCKING ROLL UNTIL TOLD TO, GODDAMN IT.

You locate Ramiel, splashing in the water next to you.
"Are you alright?" you say, extending your wings and trying to pump out of the water.
"Yes...I'll be fine," Ramiel says, easily exiting the lake and hovering around you, cocking his head.
"Such demonic attachments, really..." he says, then, "You're too frantic, time it, move your whole body, with confidence."
You try to follow his instructions, and manage to lift yourself out of the water. The sun has set, and you cannot tell which direction the shore is in.

>>10147374
In email field broder

>>10147090
OH SHI- seconding getting out of the water right fucking now, don't want anybody releasing no goddamned Kraken on us. Try to scout the island from the air, see what remains and see if we can tell we are really in the waking world.

>>10147400
Have Ramiel ask his sword for bearings, then head for the city.

"Thanks for the flying tips, Got any others? Anyway, we're either home, or even more fucked. Do you have any idea which way shore is?"

Put our back to Blind Falls and Fly. Alternatively, go to Blind Falls (No wonder that place got hit, with Nyarlathotep running the show.) and rest until daylight, THEN fly. Find out if we're in the waking world.

For some reason, I really like these "Hunker down and hide" moments in a campaign. Or what could turn into one, at least.

Find some shelter; preferably out of the lake with the damn kraken in it, but if we don't have the stamina, Blind Falls will do.

"Sorry Rammy, some of us had to actually *Grow* our wings."

"Sorry Rammy, some of us had to actually *Grow* our wings." you say. He doesn't seem amused.
"Can the Prime Shard give us a bearing?"
"Yes. It is the center of all things,"
You facepalm.
"I mean which way is south, we need to get back to the states."
"I...am not sure."

Wonderful.

Alright, lift off, and head straight for Blind Falls. Try and get a vantage point. Nyarly might be waiting for us, so we don't want to stay too long.

If the top heads of Arkham were here, they might've left something behind in their...deaths.

Look for traces of them here. Tell Ramiel to stay back, and if he sees any of the shadows move, to take off and start flying as fast as he can in any direction. Do the same if we see anything like that.

>>10147650
Fuck it, put our back to the island and fly straight out from it until we hit the mainland.

>>10147778

We're Semi-Immune to her mind control already. We ARE the weapon against the Elder Gods! Fuck that shit. Fly to shore and survey the situation. Like the one guy said, put our back to Blind Falls and Fly. We can work out bearings later.

Proceeding to the remains of the island, you land for now to try and get your bearings. The water is misty, so your visibility is limited, and it's extremely cloudy, so it could be any time of day.
Blind Falls itself has been thouroughly torn to pieces. You can see the twisted exposed steel of some of its inner facilities, but most of the inside was dragged to the deeps by whatever vile beast attacked it; it may have been the same monstrosity you just fought. Ramial kicks a stone into the water.
"We should wait for the weather to clear," he says, hands on his hips. "I will commune with the Prime Shard, and attempt to divine its wishes. Perhaps after a time back in the waking world it will get a clearer picture of what we need to do."

>End times, cause StonerDM needs to be up mad fucking early. At least you're out of the Dreamlands, though I got higher than I though I would, which limited the speed of progress >_> You guys still having fun?

Double aerial facepalm. Aaaanyway, i suppose our best hope of getting to somewhere useful by dawn is to investigate the island.

Also, now that we're in reality again, we should probably try to work on concealing the bloodrunes and redeye a bit, so whoever we meet doesn't call up the torches-and-pitchforks-mob.

>>10147844

That would be a good idea. We are a bit on the scary side right about now...

>>10147836
Still fun, but yeah, lack of DM attention was pretty apparent, heh.

>>10147836

To Reiterate: FUCK YEAR BLOODQUEST.

And I was under the impression you were ALWAYS high, StonerDM.

The last two nights have been a little slow without the usual crowd. Hopefully everyone'll be back tomorrow. I'm expecting things to pick up then.

StonerDM, what's the Countdown looking like? And about how close are we to finishing Bloodquest?

>>10147836
Still having fun, wish the session was lasting longer.

>Glad people are still enjoying themselves.
>>10147990
>I am usually at least buzzed at any point during BQ, but tonight I really blazed through a fat powdery bowl and ended up mad stoned. It was pretty cool when I was describing that crazy meat shit though (Probably an avatar of Hastur, for you keeping track at home).

>>10148032

Damn, but I wanna continue BloodQuest tonight.

But yeah, like he said; what's the Ultimate Countdown looking like? I wanna know how long we have until our favorite StonerDM disappears into the ether.

What time tommorow, StonerDM? Let's hit this shit hard!

Y'all have me for eleven more days, and then you never see me again.
Depending on how fast we move/what moves you guys make, Bloodquest could be concluded in a week.

Then begins the fapfiction >_>

Commencing writefaggotry. Any requests?

Same. Ah'm thinkin' some Helen/Walters could be nice.

Clara/Creed? Nah...

Ramiel/Helen? Maybe.

Maksim/Helen? Possibly.

...Yeah, BQ fapfiction is like 3 sentences, then /d/ content, usually. I'll try to avoid that.

>>10148183
Would it be safe to say we are at least 3/4 through the plot you wanted to run? Because otherwise I don't see how we can finish it in time.

>>10148254
Helen/Clara all the way

>>10148274
With all the major twists out of the way, yeah, this is the last act of BQ

>>10148254
Has any BQ fapfiction actually been posted? And if so, where?

Aww, I was hoping I got back in time to keep going.

>>10148032
>Wait, the room full of flesh wasn't Mantorok?

Pargon, Pargon....

And Damnit, StonerDM. You got me thinking of Missingo. Or however its' spelled.

That bastard Pokemon.

Oh look blood quest yay!
>reads
Aaaaaaand I missed it... damn.

Thread Archived for ya there, Stonerbro.
Funny, this is the first I've Archived a thread...

>>10150128
Dude, I was just getting on to do that.
Thanks for that though, I sort of spaced it.
>ALL OF YOU, ACT SURPRISED

>>10150290
D8

>>10150290
What? You? Never!
Night.