(I didn’t have time two weeks ago to do the entry from 06/23 – one day I will though. In short, Diaphandra led us out and went her own way, while we continued to Freedom, rescuing a man (Slade) from a house fire whose wife (Cassie) had been kidnapped. We kill the vandals, and continue to a small outpost. Outpost comes under attack, and what the hell? WATER IS FALLING FROM THE SKY. )
So, flooding. I’d heard this word before, but it was like a joke, right? A word to represent the absurd in the extreme?
If you were to have told be a week ago that I’d be at risk of drowning in a flood created from rain, I’d have slapped you faster than you could say Aguamenti. But, today? I’m [ ] close to drowning from a flood created by rain in a little nothing village in the middle of a fuckoff desert. Drowning nearby a GIANT WATER SERPENT THING! I don’t mean like a snake that lives by the water, but made of water! I mean, I know from Desert Survival School that humanoids are 70% water – and I’ve had to drink the Precious Bodily Fluids™ of many a fallen foe (and friend) – but 100%? That’s not right, man. Oh, and the watery tart has a name – Katrinax. *eyeroll*
So, not wanting to die the most ironic desert death ever, I climb up the walls of the village/commune/whatever, and manage to make my way to a rooftop. On the way though, I (and apparently K’aryk too) hear one of the culty dicks say to another “Don’t kill them! Katrinax wants to drown them!” So, it grows stronger when someone drowns? Crap, that means all those people down there in the water need to be killed before they drown. That’s … that’s a problem. But not a problem for me – they’re a bit out of my range, but these baddies on the roof? Much more my speed. I close on one of them, as the building starts floating and circling Katrinax! This is a new sensation for me, and in a moment of adjustment, he grapples me and throws me off the damn roof. What. A. Bastard. Well, he doesn’t have long to regret that decision, as I’m able to get back up quickly and smite the hell outta him.
Katrinax though, sees us on the roof, and slams it, tilting the roof and sliding me towards it. Somehow I can see what looks like a sword swinging *inside* of it, and hear the desperate voice of Flamerin, the knight: “Hit it!” So, what to do? Run uphill to the back of the float roof, or attack the water serpent?
Duh. I’m Ozamataz. I’m gonna hit it, and after a miss, hit it twice. It apparently didn’t like that too much, and hits me with a TON of cold water. Another thing that I’d have slapped anyone before today for saying that water can hurt if it falls on you is now totally a thing. Ouch. But, I’m not going to take this lightly. It misses me in an attack, and I take the opportunity to riposte, and do.
So there I am, on a floating roof, fighting a giant snake made of water. What’s the one thing I don’t want to do but do?
That’s right, kids. Uncle Oz swung, missed, and threw his goddamn Umbertaker™ into the goddamn water. It, of course, takes this perfect and humbling opportunity to take a swipe at me. But guess what kids? It missed. And guess what else, kids? Uncle Oz does doesn’t like to waste opportunities. Uncle Oz took his glaive and dealt the finishing blow to this glorified sewage golem.
It collapses, writhing almost, to the pool of water below, which in turn almost seems to *crawl* into this settlement’s well. It was the damndest thing, and nobody will ever believe it.
I climb off the roof, and after immediately retrieving my sword, I just sit down and rest. I was almost drowned in deep water, got bitchslapped by a Russian Water Tentacle™, and took enough damage to almost die twice (ended at 14 of 59HP after taking a Second Wind AND a heal).
I tie up the enemy to get questioned, and I just catch words here and there: “Silver Springs” and “Well of Anguish”. Well, that sounds lovely, but honestly I’m just concentrating on managing the pain and not as much on listening to an mad idiot.
After a breather, we use a bunch of urns to collect the water, and Slade and his wife leave. Flamerin (of House Tylaxa in Tyr) loots corpses. I would too, but I’m guessing their pockets are full of jack and shit.
Session Date: 07/07/2016 Session XP: 625 Title: Ego Likeness – Drown Like You