Corpses Found In The Hive

[*Er_Nano_Infame]

Serin slithers and crawls away as well, and if that glow is a portal about to be opened, she doesn't want to be near it when it does, in sigil even more so. she flees back trying to memorize where the cave lies

[*Selebius]

As Serin arrives on the surface she is dirty, smelly, covered with cobwebs and that goo. ((fort DC 20 plz))
Yet she remembers the location of the cave well.

Emmy OTOH spends some time scouting the sewers and indeed- it is possible to redirect the flow of some of the sewerage into this cavern.

The Vampire arrives in the lower crypts- in the same state as Serin but protected from the disease by the fact that... well- she is an undead.

[*Midnight]

Emila resumes her normal form. She heads straight upstairs covered in the sticky slime. She finds an initiate.

"Drop whatever you are doing and fetch me three barrels of oil. Root of nine will sell them if you can't find them here. I want you to meet me in undersigil with them. And for the love of every power don't touch me I'm covered in the stuff."

Setting the initiate to his task she returned to undersigil she would spend the time it takes him to fetch the oil redirecting the sewage so it flows down the chute, but she would not take the final steps of putting this into motion until the barrels have arrived. With her she would take her flame volley bow slung over her shoulder and her flame shard sword in a scabbard at her waist leaving her hands free. She would prepare by casting bless and prater as persistent spells and energy immunity to fire

[*Selebius]

After approximately an hour and a half Emila hears the suffling noises of approaching zombies and the initate's curses as he tries to direct the mindless undead through the tunnels.

There are four barrels of oil, the initiate approuching Emmy carefull, trying to not touch the walls, avoiding all puddles despite his heavy oiled cloth coat and robes.

"Here is what you requested, M'Lady. I uhhmm... I can get out now?"

[*Midnight]

"I suggest you leave quickly."

Paying the other dustman no more heed Emila turns the final wheel making the thick sewage flow down into the cavern. She then pours one barrel of oil followed by a second and then a third down the chute waiting for the oil and the water to seperate. Then drawing her flame shard she sets light to the oil and watches as the blaze runs down to the cavern She waits for it to catch light to the poisinous slime inside. As she does she casts a full set of her spells drawing on the divine energy Vecna grants her to strengthen herself before she strides towards the inferno.

[*Selebius]

She hears the man running out, the undead following a bit slower.

As the water invades the cavern a heavy droning sound rises- sounding annoyed almost angry. Then the oil follows and part of the swarm emerges from the chute, small buzzing bodys... that flash up and burn away as soon as Emila lights the oil.

The flames spread quickly, some corpses starting to burn but as the water rises it threatens to put out the flames onthose again as they sink below the waterline.
Emila looks down into this inferno, that mummy catching flames as well, the resins and oils that were used into its creation make it combust now, eating away its body with trememdous speed.

Most of the insects are caught in this conflagration as well, only a few rising quickly high enough to escape but Emila sees them twitch as they feel the death of their fellows.

The spark of darkness on the other hand.... (( spot, spellcraft plz))

[*Midnight]

//Firstly:

Spot



and spell craft




Emila sheathes her blade and takes her bow in one hand and using her considerable strength (roll available if required) she picks up one of the barrels resting it on her right shoulder. She walks over to the burning mummified thing.

"You shouldn't have come to undersigil."

She throws the barrel at it so the wood bursts and it is covered in oil. As she watches the vampire's face twists into a bestial smile and she is far from the detached calm dustman she plays on the surface. Now her expression is filled with a feral blood lust.

"You should have stayed in Brux"

She raises the flame volley and draws back the string letting fly a flaming arrow at the creature.

"There are monsters here!"

Her last words are a growl her fangs drawn and the look in her eye can only be described as madness as she drops the bow and draws the flame shard sword leaping at the burning undead.

[*Selebius]

Now that its opponent has revealed herself the creature snarls, lifts its hand, trying to cast a spell while on fire and being hit by several arrows.
The called magic dissipates before it is shaped into a spell, the creature's concentration broken by the attacks. It stumbles back severely wounded, looking frantically for a way to escape.

The swarm buzzes around the vampire but the creatures just try to escape, most of them dying in the flames, only so few making it out alive.

That portal however.. it reacts.

As the creatures die this horrible, fiery death it fluctuates and changes- the scenery behind it changing from a fetid, jungle that crawls with insects into a desert under a large red sun, firestorms raging.

As the corpses and insects die around Emila a large, dark bird escapes from the portal and untouched by the flames it flutters up towards the ceiling.

[*Midnight]

Not allowing the mummy a moment to recover Emila presses her attack. She strikes at its legs trying to incapacitate rather than utterly destroy it. For now she ignores the bird. Ignores the portal portal. All that matters is her prey, and she has plans for it before it dies.

[*Selebius]

Keeping that creature from dying might be difficult as the flames eat through its body, the arrows and the sword adding to the destroction of its form.

Yet as it crumbles down it is still not yet destroyed but tries to crawl out of the flames- perhaps to shift into its swarm form?