DM Jan Monday October 29th, 2001 3:49:36 PM
Unfazed by Tiree's and Drew's questions, the boy smiles dreamily, although his mother looks on, worried.
"They do not speak, they whisper," he said. "I hear what I'm not supposed to hear. Not one, all of them. Some are worried. But some are happy - they have different voices, and they will change the world."
Before he could say any more, Isla cut in, drawing her son to her. "That's enough," she said firmly, and glanced at the orphans. "Forgive my son, he's a normal little boy, quite normal. But he has dreams sometimes."
She takes him into a corner and there they rest for a while.
A few hours tick by, giving everyone time to heal up a little (Overnight 1hp) and rest. 'Morning' approaches, and Isla and her son make ready to leave for the docks.
Outside - strangely enough - it's still dark, with only a blood red glow seeping in from the outer reaches of the Merchant Level, to light the streets. The light picks out the ramp that leads up to the Gold level, and beside it - a familiar door. Yorick's place looks deserted from the outside, and the door is wide open. For the moment - the surrounding streets are quiet.
Miranna and Weasel Tuesday October 30th, 2001 2:53:53 AM
Miranna stops and looks at her family, uncertainty written on her face. "Shall we enter?"
If someone makes a move to go in, she will follow cautiously. If not, she will command her Weasel to move in quietly and report back on anything unusual inside.
Syr d20+3=17 Tuesday October 30th, 2001 4:10:21 AM
Syr cautiously nudges the open door, pausing a moment to listen (17) before entering. "Uhoh, I knew we shoulda come back last night."
Tiree d20+8=11 d20+3=21 d20+3=10 Tuesday October 30th, 2001 10:10:26 AM
Tiree moves quietly upto the door (MSil 11) and stops a moment to see if she hears anything (listen 21). If she hears nothing, she will move inside and see what she can see (spot 10).
Polaris Tuesday October 30th, 2001 10:20:11 AM
Polaris stays back, watching her other siblings. She is nervous for what lies in front of the doors.
Jezebella (+/- 1 expertise) d20+4=19 d20+7=17 d20+3=4 Tuesday October 30th, 2001 10:36:26 AM
Jezebella gives Tiree a silent nod as she moves with her to the stairway... she listens as well.. (19) .. attempting to move quietly up the stairs (17) .. she watches for anything dangerous or unusual... (botched spot roll, oh look! a bright shiny thing!)
Drew Tuesday October 30th, 2001 11:04:09 AM
Drew after waiting for his family to listen and check as stealtaly as they can looks at the small halfling Polaris. "Cover with a rock or whatever else you can find. I guess its time to do what we all do best." With that he pulls his axe and marches into the house straight to where he last saw Yorick and the equipment they left. Singing a bawdy bar tune to identify himsef to those that would know his voice.
"Ohhhhhhhh the lads in the back cry out for more, and the lassises with the tassles are know in the lore. Give them a copper they'll throw you to the floor, And I sware by the stone boys Ive never been so sore!!!"
Plink Tuesday October 30th, 2001 7:12:35 PM
Plink draws his rapier, trying to be cautious. He glances around, seeing what his companions are doing. He then nods and steps in line right behind drew, hoping to be of some help, keeping his eyes out for anything.
DM Jan Tuesday October 30th, 2001 8:21:35 PM
Syr, Tiree and Jezebella cannot hear anything inside, and their further attempts are thwarted as Drew marches in with a 'barbaric flourish'.
It becomes obvious to Drew and Plink, followed by the others - that the place is now deserted. Perhaps it seems to Polaris that it's safer in the room, than out on the street, once she enters.
Miranna's weasel begins to ferret in and amongst some papers on the floor. These papers are torn, and some are browned at the edges. If read - they appear to be the ones Yorick was looking at when he was talking about the whereabouts of the other keys.
Of Yorick - there is no sign, but - strewn here and there, are everyone's belongings - weapons, clothes, all they were forced to leave behind before they went after the first key.
It looks as though Yorick left in a hurry, and that the whole place has been turned upside down by people/creatures unknown - making one wonder whats happened back at the orphanage, hmmm?
Miranna and Weasel Wednesday October 31st, 2001 12:47:16 AM
Miranna takes the paper that her Weasel brings her and reads the writing on it. Unable to make any sense out of the disjoint words, she rescues more torn scraps to piece the puzzle together. "These are Yorick's papers. What has happened to make him leave them behind?"
Her emerald eyes widen as she remembers the orphanage. "Oh no, no... We must hurry back to Flaust!"
The elf strips off her evening gown unceremoniously, almost tearing it in her agitation, and dumps it on the floor. Her own simple blue robe is revealed, a stark mismatch with the emerald-studded hairband and emerald earclips that she has forgotten about. She quickly reclaims her weapons and weasel pouch, and turns to run out of the door.
Tiree d20+3=20 Wednesday October 31st, 2001 1:51:58 AM
Seeing the mess, Tiree figures that something caused Yorick to leave in a hurry. She grabs her stuff and anything of Yorick's that looks like it might come in handy. She figures that at a time like this, he won't mind. She can always, hopefully, give it back if he wants it later (spot 20).
Jezebella - Maw (+/- 1 expertise) Wednesday October 31st, 2001 8:08:10 AM
Jezebella mutters to herself as her friends change out of thier finery... they might over hear her say once or twice "I hate when I'm right.."
She snatches back her daggers if they are offered back to her when the others reclaim thier own weaponry.
As they finish, and leave to race back to the orphanage, she says louder, and angry.. "We should have gone back last night!"
Drew Wednesday October 31st, 2001 9:25:45 AM
Drew picks up what meger belongings he left behnid and then looks about. Seeing no bllod nor sign of a struggle he says. "I will wait outside, I sugest we hurry."
Syr (1 point of damage) d20+4=20 Thursday November 1st, 2001 12:24:02 PM
Syr looks around the room for signs of a struggle (Spot 20) or any clue as to where Yorick may have gone.
As he searches, he rearms himself and changes into his more comfortable clothes. Wiping the blood from the dagger he returns it to Jezebella, "Thanks for the loaner."
He carefully folds the finery and stores it in his backpack. With a final glance he joins Drew outside.
Plink Thursday November 1st, 2001 1:43:12 PM
Plink, hangs his head in despair, and finds his old, mucky cap lying amongst the rubbage. He places it on his head, removing the fine one he wore, and heads out, his possessions in tow. He decides to leave the finery on, and begins the walk towards Flausts', not quickly, afraid of, and almost knowing what he will find.
DM Jan Thursday November 1st, 2001 2:01:07 PM
On investigation - it appears that, rather than a struggle - Yorick has attempted to destroy some things, hastily grab others, and leave one heck of a mess behind him. He has certainly left behind nothing of value, and the papers he has tried to destroy seem to be written in unintelligable handwriting.
Outside, the surrounding gloom continues to lend a spooky aura to the streets. The group heads quickly toward the orphanage - down the next ramp to the Barracks Level.
Here, platoons of guards are running back and forth toward whatever chaos they have been sent to quell. Everyone has to be nimble on their feet to avoid being run over by carts driven by desperate drivers in near darkness.
And then - down the next ramp to the Fence level. Things are unnaturally quiet here, like folks have boarded themselves in and won't come out - either that - or they've all gone.
The orphanage looms ahead. That looks quiet too. Again the door is ajar, and no one is around. Maybe they're all hiding inside....
Jezebella (+/- 1 expertise) d20+4=20 d20+3=10 d20+7=14 Thursday November 1st, 2001 2:41:12 PM
Just before leaving Yorick's suite, she grabs her bundle of old travelling clothes. She spots ome bracers are beneith them.. thinking they are a gift from Yorick, she slips them on as she races out the door. (ooc : bracers of armor purchased from catacombs and OKed by DM)
...
Upon arriving at the Orphanage, her eyes narrow as she surveys the open door, and she adjusts her grip on her daggers. She gestures quickly to the left and right for her friends to sweep around the place, and check the other enterances.. and then sneaks in the open front door. Her heart pounds her fear in her ears as she listens for any sound of the children or Flaust.. or any intruders. (listen 20) She keeps her eyes out, looking for signs or forced entry, or ambush. (spot 10) She creeps along quietly, strangely reminicent of her many failed attempts to sneak past Flaust after curfew. (move silently 14)
Tiree True d20+3=13 d20+8=27 d20+3=21 d20+3=19 Thursday November 1st, 2001 3:17:24 PM
Tiree nods as Jezebella motions them to check the rest of the building. She quickly moves around to the back and scans the grounds for any sign of them before moving indoors (Spot 13). If no sign found...
Tiree moves quietly into the house (M Sil 27) and keeps her eyes peeled (Spot 21) as well as her ears alert for anything that might help them (Listen 19).
Polaris Thursday November 1st, 2001 4:10:58 PM
Polaris creeps slowly up the front with the rest of the groups, letting the larger of the group go before her.
Miranna and Weasel d20+11=17 d20+13=33 d20+9=16 d20+5=22 d20+6=7 d20+5=13 d20+5=16 Thursday November 1st, 2001 10:10:11 PM
Miranna blinks back the tears that have been swimming in her eyes as she raced back with the others. Hope arises in her when she sees no signs of blood or destruction around the open front door of the orphanage. She sees Jezebella motioning them to sweep around the building, and sends her Weasel to find another way in. Once her Weasel is in, she commands her to remain unseen and sniff out anyone hiding.
As the Weasel bounds off, Miranna remains standing a while outside the front door, then follows Jezebella cautiously.
Drew Friday November 2nd, 2001 9:30:15 AM
Drew stands in the street. Weapon drawn and waiting. He seems at a loss, thngs are not happining at all like he thought they would. All the new emotions he is feeling keep getting in the way of survival and he begins to feel twisted and broken. Then looking around at his family he realizes that he acctualy feels something. For the first time, he feels something.
DM Jan Friday November 2nd, 2001 1:01:36 PM
Behind the building, Tiree finds no sign of anyone, and luckily no bodies or injured either. The back door to the Orphanage is wide open as she enters.
At the front, Jez, Pol and Miranna are greeted by the sight of the common room in a similar shambles as Yoricks place but on a bigger scale.
However, rather than being empty....
Against one wall, trapped on top of a tall cupboard - is what looks like a gnome. Below him are four rather gooey and nasty looking humanoid zombies, trying to reach him.
One of the zombies breaks off and shambles off toward the centre of the room as the tiny form of Miranna's weasel distracts it.
Outside, neither Drew, Plink or Syr can see any of their brothers and sisters, or Flaust.
((OOC DM Jan)) Friday November 2nd, 2001 1:42:15 PM
((Kari - could you give me your latest email address?))
Jezebella d20=14 d20=1 d4+1=4 d4+1=5 Friday November 2nd, 2001 2:49:51 PM
Jezebella makes an angry noise, her regret and rage boiling over.. it bursts out of her in a bellow...
"ZOMBIES!!!"
She moves to intercept the zombie that is chasing Miranna's weasel.. .twirling and slashing at it with each of her daggers.
(hit AC 14 for 4, BOTCH for 5)
Drew Friday November 2nd, 2001 3:56:08 PM
Drew enters the house at a run when he hears the cry of Zombies. Ass soon as he gets there he screams to get their attention and to pull it away from the Gnome.
Miranna and Weasel d20+5=16 d6=4 Friday November 2nd, 2001 8:21:32 PM
Miranna freezes in shock at the sight of the zombies, then yells to her Weasel to run. Dropping her quarterstaff, she unslings her shortbow and nocks an arrow in it. She aims at one of the zombies not engaged in melee. (Hits AC 16 for 4 dmg.)
(OOC-Polaris) Sunday November 4th, 2001 10:10:39 PM
Jan - peachez142@hotmail.com
Polaris Sunday November 4th, 2001 10:12:05 PM
Polaris crumbles into a little mound of fright. She hates the supernatural, and fears them even more. She arms herself to get ready for battle, but at the same time looks for a sibling to latch on to.
Eljer d20+1=9 2d6(1+6)+1=8 2d6(1+4)+3=8 Sunday November 4th, 2001 10:47:43 PM
Eljer, bolstered by what appears to be the calvary, stands up straight and calls down in as thunderous voice as any good gnome is capable of:
"By Ffloy, begone you blasted abominations!"
(Can turn 8 1 hit die zombies)
(ooc:ignore first 2d6 roll, messed up)
Tiree d20+4=15 d6=4 Sunday November 4th, 2001 10:52:36 PM
Tiree moves quickly when she hears Jezebella's bellow. She quickly pulls her rapier into her left hand and a dagger into her right. When she gets to the room, she takes a slit second to look around the room before launching her dagger at one of the zombies crowding the gnome (att 15, dmg 4) before switching her rapier to her right hand.
Syr Monday November 5th, 2001 12:05:05 PM
The elf jumps onto the porch behind Drew and enters the house at a sprint. On seeing the zombies, he moves a few feet from Drew and also tries to draw their attention away from the thundering gnome.
DM Jan d20=14 d6+1=6 d20=3 d20=18 d6+1=3 Monday November 5th, 2001 7:19:05 PM
The three zombies clutching at Eljer, look at one another for a moment as he yells at them and tries to turn, before returning to their previous task - which is trying to get at him.
However - bellowing and yelling distract two of them, and they lurch toward Drew and Syr and Polaris, each getting damage from Miranna and Tiree.
The zombie lurching after the weasel is making "Uuuh... uhhh..." sounds until Jez's dagger embeds itself in it's shoulder, whereupon it says "Uuuuugh........"
The remaining zombie (#1) over at the gnome's cupboard starts getting clever, and picks up a chair.
The one zombie in the centre of the floor (#2) lashes out at Jez with a double fist slam. (Hits AC 14 for 6 dam)
The other two swing for Syr and Drew, moaing and groaning as they go. It's an unnerving, eerie sound, adding to the terror felt by those of the group already sickened by the sight of these creatures. (#3 misses Syr wildly, but #4 hits Drew - putting the smack down for 3 Dam)
Plink d20+4=19 d6+3=4 Monday November 5th, 2001 7:24:12 PM
Plink, hearing screaming inside, runs his way in, right on the heels of Drew. Once he sees the foes at hand, he quickly draws his magical rapier, and thrusts it at the nearest one, if he makes it in time. "Foul creatures are abound in foul times, my siblings!." (Hit ac 19, 4 damage)
Miranna and Weasel d20+1=14 d6=3 Monday November 5th, 2001 8:46:55 PM
The elf's pale complexion drains of all color at the eerie sounds, but she bites her lips and wills herself to remain in the fight. She looses another arrow at the lone zombie still at the cupboard. (Hits AC 14 for 3 dmg)
The Weasel runs to Polaris and curls into a ball at her feet, whimpering. In her terror, her animal sense leads her to seek mutual comfort from someone who appears to be as frightened.
Tiree d20+1=15 d6=1 Monday November 5th, 2001 9:02:25 PM
Seeing that the other three zombies are being worked on, Tiree heads to the one still trying to get at the gnome. Rapier in hand, she moves quickly to engage it and give the gnome a chance to escape.
"Come here and fight someone your own size!" she yells at the zombie. Which is probably a rather ridiculous statement since Tiree is barely 5 feet tall.
She pokes the zombie in his back (att 15, dmg 1 ugh) and does little more that scratch it.
Miranna (Correction) Monday November 5th, 2001 10:24:23 PM
Shortbow attack should be +5, not +1, so Miranna hits AC 18, not AC 14. Dunno why I rolled with +1.
Syr (1 point of damage) d20+6=22 d12+4=14 Tuesday November 6th, 2001 4:15:19 AM
Syr evades the slow moving hands and takes an overhead swipe at the zombie across from him (#3). With a meaty thunk, he connects (Hit AC22 for 14 points of damage). As he pries the axe out of the zombie, he calls to Drew "One down, your turn!"
Pivoting to help out Jez the Gypsy he mutters, "Mother is going to be MAD at someone for these uninvited dinner guests."
Eljer d20+5=9 d6+2=3 Tuesday November 6th, 2001 5:21:20 AM
Eljer's color becomes a shade similar to that of the zombies upon realization that his directive need not produced the desired effect.
"Ah....oh well.....bugger."
Taking a deep breath, he pulls a sickle out from under his cloak.
"So ya want to do this the hard way, do ye? So be it."
Eljer takes a swing at zombie #1....and would appear to miss rather badly.
Jezebella d20=2 d20=4 Tuesday November 6th, 2001 7:14:20 AM
Jez cries out as the zombie thumps her.. she attempts to roll with the strike, but only ends up stumbleing backward from the force of it. She mutters a curse at it, and resumes her dance... she slashes at the horror twice more. Bitterly, she mumbles to Syr "Well I didn't invite them!" as her attacks miss horribly, her ballence thrown from the mighty blow of the zombie.
Drew d20+7=17 d12+5=10 Tuesday November 6th, 2001 9:35:37 AM
Drew strikes at the nearest zombie feeling the crunching of the bones and gristile and suddenly Drew feels rightous and stong. The destruction of the undead fills him with rightous glee. (hit ac17 Dam 10)
Polaris d20+5=17 d12=6 Tuesday November 6th, 2001 4:46:14 PM
Polaris puts aside all fear of the zombies and aims her bow, hoping for a good shot. She closes her eyes, aims at the closest zombie to her. (hit ac17 dam 6) She opens her eyes and looks around with glee, glad that she hit something.
DM Jan d20=15 d6+1=6 d20=16 d6+1=2 Tuesday November 6th, 2001 6:50:07 PM
Miranna's arrow lands with a firm squelch in Zombie #1. It drops the chair conveniently beside the cupboard, and lurches toward Tiree as she gives it a sharp poke - just missing Eljer's whirling sickle.
The weasel seeks the safety of Polaris, just as she lets of an arrow that hits Zombie #2 in the middle of the floor which, is currently doing a lurching 'dance' with Jez.
Zombie #3 comes a cropper after meeting the blades of Syr and Plink, sinking to the floor with a horrible squishy sound.
Zombie #4 does no better after Drew deals it a killing blow.
In retaliation - Zombie #1 swings at Tiree. (Hits AC 15 for 6 Dam)
Zombie #2 attempts to knock Jez's head off again, hitting for 2 Dam, all the while gurgling to itself.
Tiree d20+1=20 d20+1=6 d6=5 Tuesday November 6th, 2001 7:39:38 PM
Tiree looks up at the gnome.
"You know, you could give us some help here!"
Irritated at the creature in front of her, she moves again with her rapier. She strikes at the zombies chest hoping to put a large hole in it (att 20, no crit, dmg 5).
Plink d20+4=9 d6+3=7 Tuesday November 6th, 2001 8:24:43 PM
Plink, his dirty work already done on his first enemy, rushes up to provide his aid to the lovely Tiree, brandishing his highly successful magical rapier once again against the zombie that is plaguing the group. (Hit AC 9 for 7 damage)
Miranna and Weasel Tuesday November 6th, 2001 8:40:50 PM
Emboldened by the zombies' fall, Miranna feels some of her fear slipping away. She decides to leave the other two zombies to her family rather than risk hitting one of them with her arrows.
The Weasel continues to whimper at the feet of Polaris.
Eljer d20+5=20 d6+2=6 Tuesday November 6th, 2001 9:43:14 PM
Eljer is taken aback by the insolent human female with the rapier.
"What do you think I'm doin' up here, lass? Morris dancing! You appear to be doing no better than I!"
Eljer, in an effort to comply with the female human's request, takes another swing at zombie #1
(Hit AC 20, damage 6 points)
Syr (1 point of damage) d20+6=11 Wednesday November 7th, 2001 4:06:36 AM
Syr watches several people moving toward the remaining two zombies and decides they can handle this threat. Instead, he looks down at the corpse to make sure it isn't someone he knows. Assuming the corpses aren't people he recognzies he begins looking around for signs of where the orphans are. He also looks for clues pertaining to the origins of these creatures.
Jezebella d20=10 d20=20 d4+1=5 d4+1=4 d20=17 d4+1=2 Wednesday November 7th, 2001 6:59:15 AM
The gypsy reels from the clout to the head, staggering backward... she makes a noise similar to the zombies in her daze. She shakes her head to clear it, and quickly regains her composure... spinning and slashing at the undead with both of her daggers.
(AC 10 for 5 .. ac 20 (crit against ac 17 negated cause they are undead?) for 4 or 6 if crit)
Drew d20+7=27 d12+5=14 Wednesday November 7th, 2001 9:04:51 AM
Drew sees Jez in need of help and the blood runs hot in his viens. Rushing over to the gypsy he swings his axe high over his head and smashes it down into the head and skull of Zombie #2 (Nat 20, no crit on Undead but max dam is 17) Again that odd pleasure at destroying these thngs runs through his veins.
Polaris Wednesday November 7th, 2001 7:34:11 PM
Instead of continuing to attack the zombies, she cradles the weasel in her arms, runs for shelter and hides. She tries to sooth the weasel, but keeps her bow close by.
OOC- I know I have a good number of Hide points but I can't find my character sheet, Anthony has it.
DM Jan Wednesday November 7th, 2001 7:46:09 PM
Oh, those poor sweet little zombies....
Zombie #1 is literally sliced to mushy pieces as the combined efforts of Tiree, Plink and Eljer go chop chop slice.
Zombie #2, reeling from Jez's dagger, is soundly flattened by a nasty blow from Drew's axe.
Syr's search reveals two corpses - he recognises both as being other children from the orphanage - younger ones who probably couldn't have run as fast, or who had frozen in terror. The bodies aren't pretty to look at.
There also appears to be a hastily scribbled note stuck to the main door....
Eljer Thursday November 8th, 2001 1:23:56 AM
Eljer puts his sickle up and surveys the room.
"Now then, that's better. Please accept my sincerest gratitude for your assistance and allow me to introduce myself. My name is Eljer. Well met. I hope, that is."
Eljer remains atop the cupboard waiting to see how his overture of friendship is received.
Syr (1 point of damage) Thursday November 8th, 2001 2:31:59 AM
Syr's eyes widen as he recognizes the corpses. He kneels down and places one hand on the chest of the corpse. With a snarl, he spits out, "Someone WILL pay for this!"
The elf gives a quick nod of acknowledgement to Eljer as he slowly lines the corpses up. After, he runs upstairs to get some blankets to cover the bodies.
Cheek twitching with rage, he asks, "Will someone get that note by the door?"
Jezebella Thursday November 8th, 2001 8:21:24 AM
The gypsy girl sways slightly on her feet after the last zombie falls.. her ears ringing from the blow to the head, the room seeming to list slightly to one side. Eljer's introduction and Syr's request sound slightly far away, but penetrates the ringing in her ears.
"... Ffloy.." she mumbles, looking to Eljer.. or, at least, over his left shoulder slightly.
"You are a man of Ffloy? What are you doing here... did Ryson send you? What to you know of the people who live here? Where is our mother!!?" Her voice goes from a slurred mumble to an angry shout as her head clears. She stalks to the doorway, and takes down the note to read it. She calls to Syr's retreating form "Check Mother's room first!" as she reads the note, and waits on Eljers response.
Her daggers remain out and ready.
Tiree d20+6=25 Thursday November 8th, 2001 9:23:09 AM
Tiree ignores the gnome and begins to set the room to rights, all the while looking for clues about the rest of the orphanage (Search 25).
"Do you think Mother took the children to a temple? I can't remember a thing about that cleric who came here for a bit to save me right now. Do you think she went there? I just know she took the kids she could with her and went somewhere."
Tiree's words are said more to herself than to the others, but they can still hear them.
Drew Thursday November 8th, 2001 9:54:00 AM
As soon as Drew hears that the gnome is a man of Ffloy his grip on his axe tightens and the creaking of skin on oak is heard through the rumbble of the half-orc growling.
Miranna and Weasel Thursday November 8th, 2001 10:44:44 AM
Miranna scans the room perfunctorily for her Weasel, then relaxes and smiles when she gets the communication that it's safe and warm in somebody's arms. Her smile is cut short at Syr's reaction to one of the bodies on the floor... that was not one of the zombies...
The elf races to Syr's side, and collapses on recognizing the corpse. She had given a balloon animal from the Catacombs to little Arabel just a week ago... Tears stream down Miranna's face as she remains kneeling beside the grisly body, oblivious to anything else.
Eljer d20+5=15 Thursday November 8th, 2001 2:12:53 PM
Eljer now turns an shade even closer to that of the decaying zombies. He swallows nervously before speaking, wondering if he has just gone from the frying pan into the fire.
"Easy there, big fella," he says looking at the half-orc. "I haven't the faintest idea who 'mother' is and I have never heard of anyone by the name of Ryson. I came to be here due to the recent calamities. I saw the door was open and thought this might be a good place to seek refuge. As soon as I came in, the zombies were on top of me and cornered me on top of this cupboard. That's when you all showed up. No one besides the zombies were here when I arrived. Now, yes, I am a priest of Ffloy and from what I can gather, this does not set well with you. But before you slice and dice me much the way you did the zombies, perhaps we could come to a better understanding of who each of us are. Regardless, allow me to say this-I harbor no ill will towards any of you and would be more than happy to help all of you in any way that I can."
(Diplomacy Skill Roll 15)
Polaris Thursday November 8th, 2001 4:53:15 PM
Polaris comes out of hiding, holding the weasel. She takes it to Miranna, and gives it back to its rightful owner. She looks at the bodies on the floor with a tear in her eye, sad that the poor people got caught in the crossfire.
DM Jan Thursday November 8th, 2001 8:09:00 PM
Syr heads upstairs and finds some blankets. Meanwhile, Eljer faces Drew's imposing presence and Jez's questions.
The sorrow at finding the two dead children is no doubt underpinned by worries about what happened to the others.
Tiree's scouting tell her that everyone seem to have left in a hurry. The place is empty. There is stuff strewn everywhere, except for in the stores - which appears to have been picked clean of provisions.
As for the note on the door. It reads - "GONE TO DOCKS" Someone may recognise Blake's scrawl.
Jezebella Friday November 9th, 2001 10:06:32 AM
Jez keeps her eyes on Eljer, and slips one of her daggers into her belt. She moves slowly to Miranna, putting a gentle hand on her shoulder. "It's too late. There's nothing we can do for them.. lets go to the docks, and see what we can do for the rest.. " She shows Miranna the note. Her eyes flick once.. just breifly.. to the mangled bodies, before turning away. In a strained voice, she says to Eljer. "I'm Jezebella... this is our home. Come with us.. the streets are unsafe it seems." She chokes slightly as she finishs. Her side aches from the zombies blow.. her head aches from the same treatment, and perhaps the raw emotion... her eyes ache from the strange lighting... her throat aches from the tears she doesnt allow herself.
As they move (if they move) she murmers to Drew.. "watch him."
Drew Friday November 9th, 2001 10:06:53 AM
Drew watches the Gnome silently and threatingly.
Miranna and Weasel Friday November 9th, 2001 10:50:08 AM
Miranna hardly notices Polaris put the Weasel into her arms, but the soft, warm fur of her familiar offers some measure of comfort. Jezebella's words jolt her out of the depths of her sorrow. "Yes, the others... We must find the others!"
Miranna jumps up suddenly, almost knocking over Jezebella, startling her Weasel to dive into the pouch. She starts to run out of the front door, then turns abruptly and runs into the back of the orphanage. As she runs, the elf yells, "Go! Go! I will catch up with you after fetching my spellbook! These abominations will..." Her voice gradually fades away into the back of the building.
The elf arrives at the garden shed and hastily grabs her backpack with her spellbook inside. Then she runs back the same way and joins the group on their way to the docks. (Assuming everyone wants to go to the docks.)
If the group doesn't move immediately, Miranna will sit down, attempt to calm herself enough to concentrate, and study her spellbook for whatever length of time she has. (DM please let me know how long she gets in this case.)
Polaris Saturday November 10th, 2001 12:01:47 AM
Polaris slowly steps behind the others as they walk, making sweet smiles at Eljer, not to seem to be unfriendly. She walks up to him and tugs on his clothing. She leans into him and quietly whispers, "Thanks for joining us. Your presence is welcome here." She brushes his arm, and continues trotting along with the rest of the work, silently calming herself within.
Tiree True d20+3=16 d20+7=9 Sunday November 11th, 2001 12:46:59 AM
Finishing with the room, Tiree moves behind the group as they leave and keeps a very sharp eye out, while trying to stay inconspicuous, knowing the streets aren't safe right now (Spot 16, Hide 9). She continues to ignore the gnome, not deigning to even notice whether or not he joins them.
Eljer Monday November 12th, 2001 9:13:58 AM
Eljer, still visibly wary of the imposing half-orc but as well visibly warmed by the halfling female's comments, quietly falls into step with the others and follows.
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