Homestead Members:

@Harvey Barrows | @Harlan Montgomery

Tradition was extremely important throughout civilisation but none had clung so richly to those roots that the people of the Isle. They had adapted their own blend of culture from the vast array of students it drew in. It worshiped each and everyone of them in their own unique rights while staying true to its original heritage. The rumah adat was nothing if not symbolic of that very principle and those that stayed within them got to experience a living history of this ancient place.

However, unbeknownst to the peaceful dwellers of these magnificent structures the ground was beginning to birth something new. A corrupted root of soft, clinging vines that writhed in their dark inky horror. Something pulled from the depths of eldritch horror by Lovecraft himself, this plant wished to devour, wished to entangle and root itself into the very fibres of this place. So it curled itself around the foundations, curling eagerly up until it found open windows and unlocked doors. It moved knowingly with purpose, and as sun began to dawn on the new day it moved with haste eager to fester in the darker edges of these buildings were it could thrive. Where it could feed.

As it slithered its way in it would find its prey delightfully unaware. Roll: 7 Relishing in an easy meal the vines would worm there way about seeking out their targets and much to its devilish delight it would only find two victims for the taking. As the mass spread like a vile infection the boys would wake to the painful crushing wrapping around their torsos attempting to pull them out of their comfortable beds and into the shadowy darkness of which it had spawned. The smaller of the two Harvey would suffer most due to his smaller frame, being a half-goblin, and as a result his head smacked against the solid thatched floor. In desperation he looked towards the goblin forged armour he had brought to proudly display and no doubt wished it was on him now. With the sudden thump and the binding pain both boys would be awake, but how would they escape?

Moderation Note: Both Harlan and Harvey are considered restrained and need to succeed on a strength save or find another means of escape.

@Lawrence Maynard | @Harlan Montgomery

The visit to Tenūsa had been much more pleasant than Harvey had anticipated. Now, the white sands of a tropical beach? Yes, please! But the humid, bug infested, swampy jungle? He had feared that staying there would be well outside his comfort zone and while it did have some challenges, the trip had been a blast so far.

The welcoming ceremony was simply fantastic as Harvey was treated to a showcasing of Pacific Islander cultures and a display of others from around the world. The music and dance had been a delight and don’t get the boy started on the food! His belly was still swollen from the feast. Harvey had never tasted such delicious and exotic foods. Not that he didn’t eat well between home and Hogwarts, but these cuisines would be following him home for sure.

To make things even better, Harvey had scored a spot in one of the cabins with his friend and mentor Harlan! Well, not a cabin, but a traditional dwelling called a rumah adat. So, after a full day of festivities, Harvey had made his way back to the dwelling, polished the goblin armor that he had brought with him and after a bit of conversation with Harlan he made his way off to bed. Hopefully to dream of those fantastic rice dishes.

The night was just about to give way to morning and Harvey began to fidget. Something was tickling his feet. Then something running up his leg. His bedding felt tight, like it was beginning to squeeze in around him. With a gasp of fright the boy shot up out of bed or so he tried. “Harlan!” Harvey cried out as he realized what was happening. Some wicked plant had crept in somehow and was trying to…

Whack! Harvey’s vision popped with light and blurred as his head smacked against the floor. The boy was being dragged away! He kicked, he squirmed, he shouted for help as he fought against the vines. With little else to do he would pull against them with all of his might!

Action: Attempts to break out of the vines grasp.

MODERATION

Violently awoken from their once peaceful slumber the duo of @Harvey Barrows and @Harlan Montgomery immediately reacted both screaming for the other while desperately trying to fight off the menacing tendrils of the plant like entity. Though while the boys would not go without kicking and screaming the resistance they put up only seemed to enrage the creature that tightened in turn. It felt like they were being robbed of the very breath in their lungs and that their skin covered in endless bruising. Whatever this creature was it seemed to have some kind of natural defence against those that resisted from it, but all things had a weakness, if they could only discern it.

For a second in their wriggling it felt like they had a chance of escaping but despite managing to free their arms from any rogue vines they were still greatly ensnared. Dragged harshly over the inky sea of strands they both caught glimpse of their wands seemingly scattered from the intrusion and within reach. A life line in this wave of darkness. Doing so would stop them from fighting this strangulating thing but it might give them the advantage they needed. The window was rapidly closing though and if they didn't act soon it may be too late. So what would they choose?

Rolls:

Reducio

Harvey tries to escape - d20 (14) + 5 = 19, fail
Harlan tries to escape - d20 (17) + 1 = 18, fail
Perception for their wands - d20 (19) = success

@Lawrence Maynard | @Harlan Montgomery

Harvey breathed shallow and fast as the panic set in. His head was throbbing and it seemed like every movement he made against this vicious plant only made its attack stronger. The boy groaned and whimpered as panic gave way to fright. What was he to do against such a thing? He was only a child? How could this be happening?!

Harvey’s body was being dragged across the floor towards the exit. What lay in store outside was surely something made of nightmares, but if he didn’t do something now this could very well be his last moments! With all of his might he pulled against the vines and again it was mostly futile as it threatened to squeeze the life out of him, but Harvey was at least had managed to free his arm. With his now free hand the boy grasped onto the bed and tried with all his strength to pull himself away. In the commotion he would hear a clatter!

The life saving sound of a wand falling from the nightstand and onto the floor came like sweet music to Harvey’s ears. His long fingers grasped the cherry wood and the boy took aim. He took a deep breath and calmed himself down as much as possible. Harvey’s beady little eyes scoured the scene. Harlan was fully ensnared as well and the vines were going for his mouth! Could he breathe? Was his friend in mortal danger?! “Diffindo!” Harvey aimed just below Harlan’s legs in hope of freeing him.

Action: Cast the severing charm at the vines ensnaring Harlan.

Stats:
Stamina - 5
Evasion - 6
Strength - 5
Wisdom - 7
Arc Power - 6
Accuracy - 6

Abilities:
Perfectionist

FINAL MODERATION OF PART ONE
Standing in for Lawrence in this moderation round to end part 1 of the event!

Har, har, har... well, only two Hars, really. @Harvey Barrows moved in selfless sacrifice, trying to cut his roommate free with a well-placed Diffindo, as @Harlan Montgomery more selfishly tried to set the room on fire. Both spells were successes, feasibly enough scaring off some of the vines, though not enough to free themselves... at first.

But then suddenly, the Hars were free to leave as they wished, because as if their interest had been piqued elsewhere, the vines shrunk back into nothingness and vanished seemingly into thin air. Perhaps those left standing could proceed to part two and meet up with the other residents of the Traveller Wagons and the Rumah Adat...

Rolls:

Reducio

@Harlan Montgomery

Harvey’s cast was not completely selfless. Yes, of course he wanted his friend and mentor not to be harmed, but he also wanted the upperclassmen with a larger repertoire of spells freed to help him escape. The magical energies would lash out against these wicked vines in an attempt to free Harlan. Mighty were the horrid tendrils, but Hogwarts students were not to underestimated.

Or perhaps they should be. “What!” Little Harvey’s eyes popped with surprise when a whoosh of flames leapt from Harlan’s wand. A house of wood, strangled by vines of wood, in a jungle of wood! Was fire the best choice, but Harvey would have to eat his words. All of the sudden the vice like grip of the vines loosened as they recoiled back to whatever hell they came from. Harvey scurried back toward his bed and stood with wand at the ready as he tried to catch his breath.

“What the hell was that? What’s going on here? Harlan! Harlan! Are they coming back?!” The panic was evident as Harvey’s words came quick and frantic, but then the boy blinked hard, took a breath and tried to remember his training. Proper wand movement, correct annunciation, laser focus. If they were still under threat he would need all three of them. “I’m getting dressed. We need to find an adult.”

With that Harvey would quickly change out of his pajamas and into proper attire. When Harlan was ready he would exit with him.

Harvey exits the thread.