[IC] New Crobuzon & the World Beyond

[Ningalu Baal'urki]

Can Nang sense how thick it is with blindsense?

[GM Marvel]

Can Nang sense how thick it is with blindsense?

I don't think blindsight includes xray vision.  

The "cork" moves slightly causing dirt from outside to crumble into the tunnel from the top of the hole.  Maybe someone is trying to move the cork from the other side.  Then you hear a strange rumble.

The dog sniffs the bottom of the tunnel, then scratches at the residue stuck to floor.  Dog whimpers and before you can see what Dog was scratching at, you smell it first.  The stench of an aging compost fills the tight space of the tunnel.

"What the hell is that?" Tomeal asks while covering his nose.

[Ningalu Baal'urki]

"Clear the tunnel!!   Incoming!!", Ning attempts to fly up, flattening himself against the roof of the tunnel in hopes that the impending 'doom' will pass him by.

"We are inside a latrine!!!"

[GM Marvel]

And with Ning's screech of retreat the rounded pair of half moons fold open in the middle and releases a wave of defecation and stench that none of you, in your worst nightmares, thought you would witness!  

[Make reflex saves DC 10; or become one with the poo!  I'll give Ning a +2 on the roll for being able to fly.  If you succeed you either manage to spread your legs apart far enough, or you plank your body across the diameter of the tunnel to let the defecation wave pass by you.  If you fail, make another Reflex DC 8 or be carried down the tunnel and flushed into the pond below.]

[Ningalu Baal'urki]

Relex save +8+2 = +10 [1d10+10] = 9+10 = 19

[Betimi]

Betimi gracefully straddles the tunnel, watching as the wave of excrement passes under her.

Reflex [1d20+7] = 19+7 = 26

[Kubo]

Kubo pulls a a VanDam maneuver with his legs planking himself across the tunnel.
Reflex Save = [1d20+7] = 14+7 = 21.

[Selina Parcellus]

[[LOL!  Poor Selina with the awful Ref Save.]]

Selina had also been covering her nose at the stench, then she looks up, eyes growing wide suddenly as she looks up and sees..."OH GODS!"

Oh no...: [1d20+4] = 11+4 = 15

She succeeds in flattening herself against the top of the tunnel, legs spread wide open in desperation.  This allows her to hold Dog with one arm while she holds her nose with the other as the passing wave of fecal matter nearly destroys her senses.

[Crozar the Sunspot]

Reflex Save: [1d20+1] = 14+1 = 15

Crozar spreads its legs to allow the effluent to pass by.

[Kubo]

[OoC: Sorry I can't resist, But that was a shitty trap!    ]