The trio move down the corridor at a snail’s pace, the sound of their splashing footfalls echoing around them. They emerge into a cavernous room, and are stopped dead in their tracks by the simultaneously terrifying and awe-inspiring sight before them. Towards the back of the room, partly submerged in water and muck, is a titanic corpse. A creature with a bulbous head reminiscent of both a whale and a pale, hairless man. It’s visible appendages terminate in clawed, flipper like growths. The reek of the thing is almost enough to overcome the scouts completely, and, horrifyingly, the green light they have been navigating by seems to emanate from its slick, rubbery flesh. If the scouts can keep their wits about them, they notice the rushing and splashing of recently awakened cultists who begin to emerge from alcoves cut into the rooms walls.
OOC: We'll just retcon the torch then. It's a 1/1d10 SAN roll for seeing the whale/man creature. |