Ch. 3b : Lesh's Curse

[Stonjuz]

Alot is going on in Nayman's head right now. Most of this thread will be totally OOC information.

[Vargr1105]

Yay! LoL

[Stonjuz]

The blindfold prevents trying to see.
The ears pick up everything.
The sound of a chainmail clad guardsman hitting the floor can be perfectly described by Nayman.
Even the smell is enhanced. Elf, human and half orc sweat is prevelant. Piercing through is the smell of blood. Your own mostly, but the lad is definitely able to detect it.

[Vargr1105]

cool. Does it give some spatial perception, a la echolocation too?

[Stonjuz]

Patience! Youve only been a monster for less than an hour.

[grey_starr]

Go Daredevil!

[Stonjuz]

The slab is cold. The needles are colder. Painful bloodletting is followed by soothing healing spells keeping the rogue as comfortable as possible while Greyhawk learns of the Kuntz Darkness that has encompassed the boy.

[Vargr1105]

ooc: bloodletting?!

[Stonjuz]

Bloodletting? Yes. Painful and lengthy. The healers try and make Nayman's last days as painless as possible. The Dark Soul that developed in young Lesh eventually conquers all attempts at remission and he eventually fails one of the many System Shocks his twisting body puts him through. His mindset, no longer of our Plane of Existence, is of such a magical nature that the Council is again called on to make a judgement, leading them to experiment for their own accord and later, destroy the beast. (the same beast that the group fought below the Outpost.)

The phenom is given a name. Rumors of the tale of the Darkening of Lesh will be told for years to come.