RP: Shattering the Phylactery

DM	The ironwood breastplate splinters and breaks into several pieces. Black smoke pours out from the broken pieces and begins to fill the room. When the first wisps touch LE, the smoke rushes into LE's nose and mouth. LE gasps and chokes, but the entire scene takes only seconds to play out. LE slumps to her knees, and is only kept upright by the white-knuckle grip with which she clutches her staff. She pants and struggles for breath.
Germain	approaches cautiously - LE? Are you... are you alright?
LE	with pain on her face and tears streaming from her eyes, reaches a hand up to Germain.
Mose	sees the inhaling out of the corner of his eye, as he turns fully from where he was slamming his sword into the armor. Again?! LE! I think you are cursed, possessed, or worse... When we get back to Wydmoor, I'm going to insist that the Hadriarch give you an exorcism or something. I thought it was just a gryhuld (OOC: which means 'weak dwarf' in dwarven, and typically refers to a very rare unfortunate thing) when you inhaled that massive dark wolf in the swamp when we first set out. Then you killed Edrell's sister despite pleas to take her alive... Lately you've been so eager to finish off monsters through some sort of magic-- and the look of ...power in your eyes after you do so-- it just makes me shudder. And now, like clockwork, that spirit of an ancient evil gets sucked into you once we defeat it. Now, I know you, LE, and have trusted you with my life many times, but I think perhaps there is some darker force influencing you that you don't know about. It's time we asked the Church about this-- because if nothing else, it's surely not healthy to inhale corrupted magical smoke! They can help you.
Germain	helps steady LE - Omnity Above, Mose! Have a little decency, would you? Are you alright? What happened?
LE	clutches at Germain, burying her face in his cloak (forgetting her disapproval about its origins). Sobbing into Germain's shoulder, she'd look like any other young girl, if not for the twisted, dark staff held fast in her hand. "Please help me," she whispers. (put rpchat above this)