Ingrge d4+1=3 d4+1=5 Wednesday February 13th, 2002 7:18:57 PM
As the party gets to the temple, Ingrge casually swings his staff and catches Bertram a glancing blow to the side of the head. "Masters said quiet cur." He follows this up with a slight jab to Lian's side and a warning glare at the young elf. "And if you're lucky, You might get to be a slave like us." Ingrge cast Bull's strength on himself (+3 strength 6 hours) and Cat's Grace on Olanna (+5 dex for 6 hours)
DM kent Wednesday February 13th, 2002 7:59:33 PM
Figment makes his investigations, and while he doesn't exactly know what either of the items actually does, he does know that the spheres have no seam and that their is now way they can be solid. As for the disks, they appear to be glass, but seem like they are as durable as the strongest steel. While they also are very shiny as if polished, they do not reflect any images. He doesnt know, but of the two, Figment still believes that the flat disc is the best option of the two. As he asks his last two questions of Milo and Lian, They confered a moment and and then responded that each time they saw a group enter it was the last person through the arch that flashed whatever it was they flashed.
The Talon's make their way into the temple right on the heels of the the other guard group. They get to the desk just as they are leaving it and heading to the rear archway. Lian watches carefully and can tell only that whatever was flashed did not reflect any light off of it.
Olana (Cats Grace) d20+1=17 Thursday February 14th, 2002 2:05:08 AM
Feeling suddenly very light of foot, Olana walks along joining Ingrge in occasionally roughing up Lian and Bertram, but making sure she pulls her punches.
Quietly she tries to observe all she can of the other guards' behaviour. ((Spot check DC 17))
Lian d20+6=26 d20+10=12 Thursday February 14th, 2002 3:55:11 AM
Moving along with Olana, Lian keeps up the guise. He winces every time she hits him. He says nothing.
Lian will be watching and listening to everything. (Spot Check of 26 and Listen of 12)
K'Nara (Bull's Strength, Stoneskin) Thursday February 14th, 2002 6:37:35 AM
The disguised bladesinger acted imperious, tossing her head...and waiting for Fluet to greet the guards in the manner that Milo and Lian's investigation had previously revealed. Once the Talons got to the proper spot, she intended to flash the disc-thing, trusting to Figment's judgement on that particular item.
Figment (Mage Armor, Cat's Grace) Thursday February 14th, 2002 10:15:53 AM
The mage defers to K'Nara and preceeds her through the arch as the others go through. He watches the group in front of him closely to make sure he sees any specific "way" the priest flashes the disc. Also, he goes back over his perusal both the detect magic and the physical examination to determine if the 2 sides of the disc are identical. If not, he quickly tries to decide which side should go up before they get to the arch, and he will whisper the instructions - if any - to the warrior woman.
Figment Thursday February 14th, 2002 10:16:35 AM
Note: Was Figment able to determine what had killed the 3 priests the Talons waylayed?
Brother Bertram Thursday February 14th, 2002 9:22:01 PM
As Bertram is hit, he strains against the bonds, briefly in a rage snarling at his 'captors' then slumps down, beaten.
Milo (Invisible) d20+24=44 d20+7=17 d20+8=12 Thursday February 14th, 2002 10:04:57 PM
Milo creeps along amidst his friends, alert to any danger that may await them. Though he finds it difficult to hear things over all the racket his friends are making. (OOC: Made a move silently check DC 44, made spot and listen checks at DC 17 and 12 respectively)
Flueterflam - The Priest d20+2=11 d20+6=20 Friday February 15th, 2002 1:47:20 AM
Calmly and surely, the bard leads the group towards the guard gate. As he is walking, he makes a mental note of whether it seemed that the group ahead took longer than the time required to speak the phrase Milo and Lian told him to say. (ooc: Int DC 11) Fluet walks in front of the group as though he expects the others to keep the proper control of their 'prisoners'.
As the group reaches the gate, Flueterflam stops, and dramatically pauses for a moment. He takes a calm breath and begins in his surest, humblest, and most religious voice to speak. With the best to his ability, the bard adds an eerie tone to his speech:
"The Heart of the True Woldian God is Black and will soon eclipse the Light."
The entire time, he never looks at the guards. He appears that he has done this before and that it is a routine practice. After pausing a short moment more, he continues on. The bard prays in his heart that the rest of the group follows his lead, and does not look back. (ooc: Bluff DC 20)
DM kent d20+2=9 Friday February 15th, 2002 6:00:33 PM
(Figment couldn't tell exactly what caused the guards' deaths, but it was obviously not self inflicted as their hands were bound and they were unconcious. It was also obvious that there was some sort of wound in each of their backs.)
Figment's further perusal of the disks reveal that the two sides, while apparently identical, do have some minor differences, most importantly that one side is very slightly concave.
Milo moves along with the rest of the group without any difficulties and even manages to overhear a snippet of conversation that is quite interesting, if true. "... yup, I hear it's true. ... teus captured that big Green Liz.... cut of one of his ....ws, and then ...... escaped. .... I hear several ....ier heads over that."
The guards barely look up as you arrive at the desk. As Fluet speaks the phrase, one of the guards mumbles something that sounds a little like,
"May the darkness fill your heart and lead to victory over the Light." One of the other guards loks up and simply asks, "Purpose?"
After stating their purpose of bringing in the prisoners the Domite priest in particular, They are waved past.
Figment manages to get his best guess information to K'Nara about the discs and they head through the arch with K'Nara following at the rear. As each of you pass under the arch, you feel as though you entire body has fallen asleep as you each feel a tingling fill your body (fortitude save DC14 to avoid calling out in surprise). It gets worse the further away from the arch you get. As soon as K'Nara passes underr the arch and flashes the disk, the sensation disapears. Ahead of you there is a corridor that has three doors (two on the right and one on the left) and 30 feet away ends in a T intersection, with another door in the wall opposite the hall you are currently in.
Lian d20+4=24 d20+6=16 d20+10=11 Friday February 15th, 2002 7:54:39 PM
Passing under the arch, Lian barely notices the tingling (Fortitude Save of 24). Head down, he continues in with his friends. Still trying to keep a relatively accurate count of guards and clerics. (Spot of 16 and a Listen of 11)
Flueterflam d20+1=15 Friday February 15th, 2002 8:02:41 PM
As the priest...once bard....passes under the arch, he barely keeps in a yelp from the strange tingling sensation. Instead Fluet grimaces and keeps the cry to himself. Seeing the path fork, he turns to K'Nara for a selection.
Olana d20+4=12 Friday February 15th, 2002 11:32:12 PM
The elf gives out an audiable squeak, as they pass beneath the arch. She then frowns as though it's happened before, and she's getting a little tired of it.
Uuuugh - what was that? A spell of some kind, presumably. She dearly hoped she hadn't given anything away as they move further inside.
She gets ready to break from the line up and check those doors.
Milo d20+8=26 d20+24=43 Saturday February 16th, 2002 1:05:13 AM
As the magic washes over Milo, he shrugs it off, and continues through with his friends, padding quietly across the floor and thinking to himself, 'Darkness over Light... I'll give you some light right over your head... pathetic loser. Marteus'll be lucky if he doesn't get my boot in his hind end.' (Made save at DC 26, Made Move Silently check at DC 43)
Brother Bertram d20=1 Saturday February 16th, 2002 12:57:25 PM
As they passed under the arch, Bertram cries out as the strange feeling comes over him. He then slumps and continues trudging along.
Figment d20+4=19 Sunday February 17th, 2002 10:36:39 PM
The mage moves along with the others and is clearly relieved when K'Nara gets the arch deactivated. The mage sees if he can notice which door the group before him goes in. Also, he listens for screams or other indications of prisoners.
K'Nara d20+10=28 d20=8 d20-1=17 Monday February 18th, 2002 6:49:02 AM
The leader of the Talons didn't cry out when the tingling sensation came over her, but she did remember to "cuff" Bertram when he was surprised by the effect.
"Silence, o godless one!" K'Nara snarled. "You'll be joining your beloved deity in the hereafter soon enough..!" Her hazel eyes sharply appraised the choices of which way to go--which way had the previous group gone..?
K'Nara tried to remember where the other group of clerics had headed, but nothing came to mind. (OOC: Intelligence check of 8.)
She strained to hear any clues. (OOC: Listen check for screams/telltale sounds is 17.) Barring anyone else indicating that they knew which way to go, K'Nara was inclined to opt for opening the door closest to the party and start searching the temple THAT way.
Ingrge d20+7=14 d20+4=24 Monday February 18th, 2002 5:52:41 PM
Ingrge squirms a bit as he passes under the arch and responds by shoving Lian in the back with his staff. "Move along quick now, head toward the door at the intersection. That is where you two are headed, and then we will have some fun with you two."
DM kent Monday February 18th, 2002 6:24:11 PM
Ingrge leads the group to the intersection and then looking back at K'nara nods at the door in front of him.
Milo takes a look down each corridor and they seem to be fairly dark and door free for as far as he can see.
The Talon's leader indicates that the slave elf should go ahead, so Ingrge reaches out and opens the door.
The group enters the room and looks around. The room seems to be an empty holding area. There are shackles all along one wall and two small suspended cages. Along the opposite side from the shackles are several chests and a desk, with a chair. Opposite the entry door and in the wall beside the desk are two other doors.
Once inside the room, the Talons shut the door and quickly search the desk and the chests. They find several papers in the desk that look promising and of possible interest, which are stuffed in to a pouch for later perusal. In the chests however the real bonanza is located. Inside each you find six more sets of Priestware.
Brother Bertram Monday February 18th, 2002 9:13:06 PM
Bertram stretches, glad to be free of his bonds. He looks to Ingrge for a moment while rubbing the back of his head. "Nice strike Friend Ingrge, Now dont ever do it Again!" His quick grin belies his gruff manner.
Milo (Invisible) Monday February 18th, 2002 11:05:36 PM
Milo glances down at the cleric's robes and then whispers, "Now, all I have to do is to double in size... I'll just stay as I am guys. So... right or left down those corridors outside? They both looked about the same to me... wanna flip a coin? How about we just start by going right, and see what we bump into. I'll take point, so I can warn you of people coming. Is that okay?"
Olana Tuesday February 19th, 2002 1:49:35 AM
Rather glad that she didn't smack Bertram earlier, Olana pulls on one of the robes and smiles sweetly at the dwarf, although K'Nara's 'O godless one!' speech earlier was rattling around her head, making her want to chuckle.
'Just be careful, Milo,' she whispers as plans are made. Using a dagger, she attempts to cut discreet holes so she can pull her blades out smoothly. She looks like an elf in a robe.
K'Nara Tuesday February 19th, 2002 6:38:11 AM
The bladesinger frowned thoughtfully.
"Stay invisible, Milo--and scout down the right corridor first." she said. "Use your head and come right back to either report what you found or to look down the left corridor. Once you spot something that you think all of us ought to go and see, come here and let us know." K'Nara grimaced.
"I just hope we find what we're looking for--before any of these Dark Lord fools find us." Once more, the tall female fighter mentally lambasts the cryptic directions given by the less-than-popular Parnoth.
Lian d20+14=22 Tuesday February 19th, 2002 9:13:11 AM
Lian closes one of the chests, then sits down on top of it folding his legs. He closes his eyes and begins to meditate (just relaxing from the last few stressful minutes). "Friends, we have truely been sucked into a fools mission. Someone knows we are here, and the dead clerics we ambushed, the ones Figment said were already dead before he touched them? Well, how else could they have died? Parnoth set us up!" Lian pondered what he was about to say and still with his eyes shut, says; "Or it was those Gold Dragon folks that set us up."
OOC: Listening for K'naras foots steps to come close to hit him, Listen Check of 22.
Figment (Mage Armor, Cat's Grace +4) Tuesday February 19th, 2002 10:32:39 AM
The mage listens at the doors and waits for the others to get ready. "We need to find the prisoner holding area immediately. Let's take any extra robes for the people we are to spring.". If there is time the mage glances at the papers to get an idea on what they are about. Perhaps find clues as to where to go next.
Figment, Cont. Tuesday February 19th, 2002 4:35:52 PM
The mage responds to Lian. "I can assure you Lian that the Gold Dragons had nothing to do with any setup - if in fact we have been. I doubt they could prevent us from escaping at this point if we put our minds to it. But your point about the guards troubles me too. They will either be waiting for us, or will be soon. We'd better hurry. Besides, I have no problem blasting away as many as these cretans as possible. I'd prefer they weren't ready for us though.". The mage makes sure his healing potions and wand are in easy reach. He prepares for battle.
Flueterflam Tuesday February 19th, 2002 9:08:59 PM
The bard keeps quiet while they wait around. It appears that he is not so much preoccupied by anything, but rather waiting for whatever answer the group is looking for to come to him.
Ingrge d20+2=11 d20+2=17 Tuesday February 19th, 2002 9:13:22 PM
Getting dressed in clerical garb seems to irritate Ingrge more than a little bit and he spends the time while Milo is scouting listening to the two other doors.
DM Kent Tuesday February 19th, 2002 9:40:39 PM
Fluet and Lian sits and mulls, as Bertram and K'nara fume a bit. Olanna cuts holes in her robes. Figment pores over the papers trying hard to figure out what they say, but they seem to be written in an archaic language, that while familiar, he cant read. Ingrge listens at a couple of doors grunting that the he might actually hear something if the others would be silent. As he makes it to the second door farthest away from the group, he manages to hear voices that appear to be coming closer. He relays this info to the others.
Milo skulks around down the left corridor and finds that it seems to head into the priests' personal quarters. He has several times had to backtrack quickly in order to remain unseen and undetected.
He quickly backtracks and heads down the right corridor after going about 50 feet, Milo feels a definite change of temperature and starts hearing some odd noises. None of them are very clear.
Returning to the room Milo relays his information to K'Nara and the other Talons and the decision is made to head back out and go down the right corridor.
The Talons follow behind the invisible Milo (LOL)and as they make their way deeper into the temple's depths, they pass several other groups of robed figures, though none of them are ever larger than three or four. The corridor goes 450 feet down at a gentle slope and while it twists and turns there are no other apparent doors along the way. Eventually the talons see what can only be the end of their journey as the passage seems to end in a large open cavern. The Talons are now 40 feet from the entry, but as it curves they can not see in.
Milo (Invisible) d20+24=35 Tuesday February 19th, 2002 10:05:10 PM
Milo whispers to K'nara, "Let me check this first... I know it feels a lot like the cave setting we just experienced, but I promise, I'll be quick. In and out to report." Milo waits for K'nara's response. If it is affirmative he skulks in. (OOC: Made Move Silently check DC 35)
Olana d20+1=16 Tuesday February 19th, 2002 11:24:47 PM
The elf moves as quietly as possible through the corridors. This time, she's not running in anywhere, and keeping well behind Figment who, going off his earlier comments, would probably become extremely violent at the drop of a hat.
In the back of her mind, she wonders if any of the tribe back in Culverwood would look upon her that way. After all - she hadn't exactly been idle with her swords, or her arrows. 'Cut Throat Elf' wasn't quite how she saw herself. Oh, it was quite depressing really if she thought about it. Still... back to the matter in hand.
Her hands hover over the blades by her side, her ears listen for all sounds up ahead. ((Listen DC 16))
Lian d20+11=22 d20+14=28 Wednesday February 20th, 2002 12:24:22 AM
Lian slips on one of the robes when everyone begins to get ready to go. He has no idea how to act as a cleric. He ties a piece of cloth around his head (like a bandana) to hide his ears and if the robe has a hood, pulls it up over his head and is ready to travel. "Milo, BE careful friend." He looks in the direction he believes his invisible friend to be in, shaking a finger. As they begin to move down the hall, Lian moves as though gliding. (Check of 22) He is even more alert this deep in the temple, listening to everything. (Check of 28)
K'Nara d20=3 d20-1=14 Wednesday February 20th, 2002 6:14:17 AM
Heartily wishing that she'd at least had the time to get Lucia fixed before having to come here, K'Nara nodded at Milo's suggestion.
"Do it!"
While awaiting the invisible rogue's return, the leader of the Talons tried to remain alert to either spotting trouble (OOC: arrrgh--Spot check total is actually 2!) or listening for it (OOC: Listen check is 14.)
Brother Bertram Wednesday February 20th, 2002 7:46:46 AM
Bertram sighs and starts gathering the ropes again. "There is no way I will pass for one of thier priests and no way that I can don those robes anyways me thinks. As for how those priests died....They all had one of those foul daggers on them as well. Any chance that the daggers were cursed? And if so, are we in trouble as well? Just something more to worry about!" Bertram chuckles and waits for his orders.
Figment Wednesday February 20th, 2002 8:50:44 AM
The mage prepares to cast. He whispers "If it looks like we have combat, hold your positiion and let the casters cast, then close. They will be much easier to take out and will hit you fewer times. That may become important before we get out of here.".
Flueterflam Wednesday February 20th, 2002 1:54:07 PM
With a large hint of sarcasm, Fluet whispers to Figment, "You mean you don't like casting horrible spells of death and destruction upon us?" A large smile and a pat on the mage's back proves that Flueterflam has no fear.
Ingrge (Bulls strength +4) Wednesday February 20th, 2002 7:32:45 PM
Ingrge waits for a plan but starts going through his spell order in case they are needed.
DM kent Wednesday February 20th, 2002 7:52:43 PM
Milo makes his way around the bend and can see what is obviously a very large cavern. There is also alot of light coming out from the room. there seems to be quite a bit of activity going on as Milo can hear many different voices talking and moaning. About 10 minutes later he hears the sound of a gong far in the distance behind him. Milo is worried about being spotted because of the strange lighting but is feeling pretty confident about his abilities when as he steps through the opening into the room he feels a familiar tingle. (Milo, Fortitude DC 18 or cry out)
Outside in the passageway the rest of the Talons wait and watch. About ten minutes after Milo left the sound of a Gong is heard coming from behind you where you came from.
Milo d20+8=27 d20+19=39 d20+7=13 Thursday February 21st, 2002 1:30:46 AM
Milo grits his teeth as the strange sensation passes through him again. Milo picks up the pace, moving quickly ahead to try and see the source of the strange sounds. Milo tries to get a good view of what is going on, and then intends to turn back around and head straight back to his friends. (OOC: Made my Fort save at DC 27. Made my Move Silently check at DC 39 even though I took an automatic -5 deduction from my normal roll so that I can move my normal speed, and still remain quiet. Made a Spot check DC 13)
Lian d20+6=20 d20+14=31 Thursday February 21st, 2002 1:33:28 AM
Lian whispers four simple words, "This is not good!" He begins to look around in reaction to the 'gong'. He also is listening for running or movement in the direction in which they just came.
(Spot and Listen, 20 and 31 respectively)
K'Nara d20=4 Thursday February 21st, 2002 6:35:15 AM
The gong may or may not have been a good sign, but if the ringing held any significance, K'Nara could not divine it (OOC: made an Intelligence check of 4.)
As soon as Milo got back and reported his findings, K'Nara thought some more and nodded.
"Sounds like the place we might find...whoever it is we're here to rescue." she told the others. "Let's go!" The tall human rummaged around in the folds of her damnable robe to pluck out that disc again--from Milo's description, it sounded as though the group may be needing it to enter the cavern.
Olana Thursday February 21st, 2002 10:52:26 AM
The elf prepares to assume some kind of clerical demeanor in order to move on. "This place is just too weird," she whispers, wrinkling her nose.
Figment Thursday February 21st, 2002 11:34:05 AM
The mage follows the group, pretty sure they are about to be ambushed. He whispers "I suggest we prepare for battle. Looks like they are aware we are coming.".
Lian d20+14=15 d20+6=10 Thursday February 21st, 2002 5:32:19 PM
"Figment, my friend, you have miracle spell that increases power, can you give me that spell. I would appreciate it Friend Figment."
Lian continues to Listen and watch, (15 and 10 spot, respectively.)
Brother Bertram Thursday February 21st, 2002 9:09:47 PM
Bertram rubs some more feeling into his wrists and retrieves his axe and hefts it waiting for the guards to arrive. He checks to see if the door can be locked then checks to see if there is any other things in the room that might be of some use.
Flueterflam Thursday February 21st, 2002 9:15:15 PM
The bard unsheathes his sword underneath his priestware. He follows the others quietly, not sure whether to be suspicious enough for an ambush. "May I say also, that we should be careful, in case this is not an ambush. We could end up causing far more trouble than we want. Be wary, not everything is bad one hundred percent of the time."
DM Kent Thursday February 21st, 2002 10:08:14 PM
Milo gets about 3 feet past the start of the tingle when a sharp burning sensation shoots down through his body. He then feels like hie is trying to walk forward through thick, molton metal.(Fortitude DC 22) or scream in pain. Milo can barely make out several large aparatus and people moving before he can no longer move forward any further. Milo makes his way back to the group, wheather after screaming or nearly biting through his tongue, and reports his findings to the group.
Lian does hear movement behind, but it isn't moving very fast and doesn't seem all that close, but underground, who knows.
K'nara moves the group forward and toward the cavern and enters first flashing the disk as she passes through. In front of you is a scene that could be straight from Dantes Inferno. There are many different types of torture devices and imprisonment options ranging from shackles and suspended cages to what looks to be a surgery table to several racks. It seems that all of these are in use and manned by at least one priest.
Figment Friday February 22nd, 2002 12:24:01 AM
The mage immediately casts sleep on the largest group of priests he sees - hopefully catching more than one. (Map?)
Lian d20+14=17 d20+6=18 d20+6=22 d8-1=3 Friday February 22nd, 2002 12:30:26 AM
"Friends...!" Lian whispers "...somethings moving up behind us, it sounds big, it maybe under us!" Stopping in his tracks, Lian turns on his heals. He prepares for an assault (he Readies an Action for the ambush, striking out at the first non-Talon he sees), he gets into a stance, fists out and legs bent, and stands dead still looking toward where the sound came from.
(Listening again VERY carefully with a 17, and Spots for an 18) (and a premptive strike ahead of time hitting AC 22, for 3 DMG Stunning Attack DC Fort 16 or be stunned a round, Defensive AC 21 for Lian, just in case :) )
Milo (Invisible) d20+8=14 d20+8=24 Friday February 22nd, 2002 1:45:39 AM
Milo indeed bites into his own tongue, as the pain shoots through his dimuntive frame, and barely manages to remain quiet. A trickle of blood runs down his invisible cheek, and he wipes it off on his sleeve as he eases out of the room and returns to the group. (OOC: Failed first Fort save with a 14. Spent a hero point, and rolled 24 to make it)
Seeing the scene of horror in the torture room makes Milo practically froth with anger. Though knowing that he must stick to the play, he holds back, waiting for Ingrge and Figment to do their stuff.
Olana Friday February 22nd, 2002 6:44:27 PM
"Of all the blessed trees in Culverwood," whispers the elf in shock as she sees the sight in front of them.
She takes her bow and pulls an arrow from out of the neck of her robe. Keeping her eye on Figment and Ingrge, she stays out of their way, noting that Figment is casting already. Where was Milo? And what had Lian said? She saw his stance and feared the worst.
Nevertheless - she got ready to fire.
Brother Bertram Friday February 22nd, 2002 10:14:48 PM
Bertram sees the torturing going on before him and actually growled as he moved forward gripping his axe.
K'Nara d20-1=13 d20+5=8 Monday February 25th, 2002 9:05:03 AM
Being in this chamber of horrors was making the seasoned fighter's stomach do a slow roll. K'Nara looked around her intently, trying to spot whomever it was that Parnoth said they would "automatically know" needed rescuing. (OOC: Spot check comes up 13, so I'm assuming she doesn't see anything right away since the benchmark is usually 15.)
Not seeing any one particular person, K'Nara notices that Figmentary is casting--what the hell was he casting..? Magic Missile? A Fireball? (OOC: boofed her Spellcraft check at 8.) Never mind--she knew enough from previous experience to let him finish before drawing a sword, so K'Nara merely tensed, her hand under her robe, ready to pull out the scimitar that was now resting at her left hip...
Flueterflam Monday February 25th, 2002 3:26:59 PM
After the bard mutters to himself, loudly enough for the others to catch, "They...not....even know........we could be....friends.....do they know yet??" Allowing the scene to fill in his mind, the bard feels a bit queasy. However, he stands his ground and waits for a large onslaught due to his incautious partners.
Fluet grips his sword uneasily, waiting to throw off his new robes. Staying near Lian, the bard whispers, "If there is someone coming, a few of us should guard this entrance. How bout it Lian? Although, I must say that our position would be better in the open area, then in this small passage. We'd do best to cut them off AS they come out from here."
Ingrge Monday February 25th, 2002 6:46:07 PM
Preparing a web spell, Ingrge looks for an area which he can totally block off allowing only one access to the talons.
DM kent d20+5=15 d20+5=18 Monday February 25th, 2002 7:07:18 PM
(OOC. Please post Spell DCs when casting)
Almost at the same time Figment and Ingrge let loose their spells, both aimed in the same general area. Figment's spell seems to take effect on only one of the clerics (c4), but the prisoner (p10) also succumbs.
Ingrge spell shoots a mass of sticky web attaching itself to the wall and the table, effectively blocking the party's right flank.
K'Nara spies several prisoners but none of them seem to stand out for any reason.
Olana finds her target and prepares to fire.
Lian sees nothing close to him to attack as of yet and sets up with Fluet near the cavern's entrance.
Bertram and Milo wait somewhat impatiently for the spell casters to finish up.
DM kent Monday February 25th, 2002 7:10:19 PM
The clerics are busy working on or interrogating their various prisoners when the Talons enter the cavern. Not alerted by any untoward actions, at first they pay little attention to the group. As Figment and Ingrge cast, however, a change comes over the group as they start to leave their places and move toward the fire pit and the Talons. Several of the clerics seem to be starting to cast spells.
Lian d20+14=27 d20+6=19 Monday February 25th, 2002 7:38:27 PM
Lian nods in agreement to Fluet. The young elf begins to noticeably fidget standing in the opening. His ears perk up when the casters let loose but he doesn't budge from his spot.
OOC: Listening for 27 and Spotting for 19. Still Readied for an attack from the rear. Dodging and Defensive for AC 22.
Figment 7d6(5+3+4+6+5+6+6)=35 Monday February 25th, 2002 8:37:11 PM
Seeing the clerics move to action the mage swings into full combat mode he casts a fireball towards the front of the fire pit so as to catch C1 and C2 but not P8 or Bertram. He says to Ingrge, "Better blast the ones over there (nodding towards C5 and C6).". He indicates to the others that he's done with his 'area' attacks and that they can close. He looks to Ingrge to see what he's going to do as he prepares to cast again (35 DMG to 1&2 - and any others who close near the fire pit).
Figment Monday February 25th, 2002 8:47:29 PM
The mage moves right staying near the wall so as to avoid any area of effect spells.
Figment (Mage Armor, Cat's Grace +4) Monday February 25th, 2002 8:48:20 PM
(Forgot to post current spells in effect. Sorry...)
Brother Bertram Monday February 25th, 2002 9:25:16 PM
With a roar that echoed from the walls Bertram surges forward towards the nearest of the foul priests. "DOMI!"
Milo (Invisible) d20+24=30 Monday February 25th, 2002 9:34:29 PM
Keeping one eye on the evil clerics, and one eye on his friends, Milo skirts the wall to the left, making a full double move, and moving as silently as possible. (OOC: Milo's movement is 40 ft. around the left hand perimeter of the room. Made a Move Silently check at DC 30)
Flueterflam Tuesday February 26th, 2002 1:07:43 AM
Noticing that all sneakiness has been destroyed, Fluet risks speaking loudly enough for the others to hear. "I told you guys that they would not have noticed us. Can't blame the bard," he sticks out his tongue, despite the circumstances, "at least I had enough know-how to see that they wouldn't have seen us a threat. Too late now I guess."
His speech down, Flueterflam grabs Lian's arm. "You saw how the tunnel bottlenecked back about 50 ft or so? We need to hit that spot. It's going to get hot in here quick. If we get up there, at least we won't have all this casting going on. Plus it will be much darker. We will have a lot going for us." Walking several feet, a second thought passes his mind, "Unless you were not actually hearing anyone following us?? This could be a problem. Let's still go up there, and wait for a few moments, if the sounds you heard are not much louder, we must rush back here and help out. How's that sound?"
K'Nara Tuesday February 26th, 2002 7:07:57 AM
Drawing her scimitar, K'Nara took the time to hiss in a low but clear voice to her fellow Talons:
"If any of you have a means to Silence these priests, I suggest you do it NOW..!" Then the bladesinger is off and running--straight towards Cleric #5 (path between the firepit and the table/area with Prisoner #10 on it.)
Ingrge Tuesday February 26th, 2002 8:05:19 PM
Nodding to Figment, Ingrge once again begins to cast what appears to be a lightning spell aimed at the two Figment is pointing at.
Olana d20+12=22 d6+4=10 Tuesday February 26th, 2002 8:57:48 PM
As soon as Figment and Ingrge start blasting, Olana pulls back on the bow and lets her arrow shoot toward Cleric 4. Whap! Immediately, she moved off to the right, hopfully keeping out of the cleric's casting range, while reloading.
DM Kent d20+6=24 d20+6=18 d8+3=11 d8+3=8 d20+6=21 d20+6=21 d20+6=25 d8+3=7 6d6(4+5+4+2+5+6)=26 d20+3=19 d20+3=11 Wednesday February 27th, 2002 7:13:56 PM
(OOC: Please make sure you list any spell affecting you, or I can not account for them and it will be as if they didn't exist for that round.)
As Bertram makes his charge he gains some momentum and then starts feeling like he is wading through glue (Hold Spell Will save DC 16). He is soon met by cleric 6 connecting for 7 points.
K'nara rushes up and meets C3 who takes his Attack of Opportunity and his normal attack connecting with both for 19 points.
Figment's fireball goes boom and engulfs the two clerics, who soon after walk out seemingly unharmed.
C1,C2,C7, and C8 move to their new positions
C9 starts moving and then apparently disappears.
Ingrge's lightning bolt heads toward and nails C5, C6 and P9 for damage killing the prisoner and definitely hurting the two clerics.
Olana's arrow hits the sleeping C4 and he slumps over even more.
Lian and Fluet move out into the passage where they definitely hear noise, but aren't real sure what it is due to the noise of the battle behind them.
Milo makes his move around the edge and passes by the three pit cages and then sees several clerics coming his way.
Brother Bertram d20+10=27 d20+6=23 d10+5=14 Wednesday February 27th, 2002 11:03:08 PM
As Bertram fought against the effects of the spell from he felt the cleric's weapon make contact with him and a pain rip through his side. Roaring in pain and rage, Bertram throws off much of the spell's effect and with a mighty swing, connects with the foul cleric, enjoying the feel as the axe bites deep. Once again he takes up his battlecry for a God no longer able to hear...."For Domi!"
(OOC 14 Damage)
Olana (Cats Grace +5 Dex) d20+17=20 d6+4=9 d20+1=19 Wednesday February 27th, 2002 11:10:27 PM
Olana moves a little further to the right of Figment and her next arrow heads across the room straight for Cleric #1. (9 Dam if connected)
Who were they supposed to be rescuing again, she wondered, while reloading and looking around frantically. ((Spot check 19))
Milo (Invisible) d20+19=34 Wednesday February 27th, 2002 11:45:28 PM
Seeing the clerics headed his way, Milo isn't sure whether they can see him or not. Perhaps they have some strange magic or something. However, attempting to keep his cool, the halfling steps quietly out from the wall, and moves in a straight line so as to pass between the cleric to his left (C1) and the prisoner (P1). If the cleric seems to be looking at Milo, the halfling dashes right by him. (With dodge on P1 and mobility, that brings my AC up to 22). However if the cleric seems oblivious to Milo's presence, then he stalks around to his backside to get in position for a sneak attack. (Made a Move silently check with a -5 modifier for moving at my regular speed at DC 34)
Flueterflam d20+9=21 d20=11 Thursday February 28th, 2002 12:48:40 AM
Whispering again to Lian, "Ok, there is something, you were right. Let's hide on each side of this, I know that whatever it is will be in for a treat....a deadly one." That said, the bard disappears into the darkness of one side of the passage. (Hide DC 21) After a moment passes, an idea passes in the bard's head. Almost hissing the words to Lian, "Let whatever it is pass and we'll backstab it, or them. More bang for our steel, heh?" A wink is lost into the depths of the passage way as Flueterflam quiets his breathing and positions himself to attack.
At worst, the two would be holding off whatever was coming until the others could get a chance to regroup after their current fighting. As each second passed, Fluet gets a worse and worse feeling in his stomach, as if expecting something far worse than he initially expected. He listens with his ears cupped in the direction opposite of the cavern, hoping to figure out what was on its way. (voluntary listen DC 11)
Lian Thursday February 28th, 2002 1:23:43 AM
"Fluet, I am not sure where that sound is coming from, but I am not waiting around, you stay here." Lian leaves Fluet to deal in the tunnel, to meet Ingrge out in the room.
He whispers to his elven friend. "Ingrge, which way are you casting? There is no one to occupy these clerics, I am going for the first cleric to the left of the pit."
Lian sets eyes on C1, Dodge against him (or her) and Defensive, AC 22 against C1, 21 against everyone else.
Flueterflam Thursday February 28th, 2002 1:49:01 AM
The bard shrugs and shakes his head, but stays hidden. It bothers him, seeming like he is running for the fight where his friends are in danger. However, he feels that if luck is with him, his battle just might make things easier for the others.
K'Nara d20+8=9 d20+8=28 d20+8=14 d6+3=6 d6+3=4 Thursday February 28th, 2002 7:13:13 AM
(OOC: I rolled a 1 [aaaaack!] the first time, so I spent a Hero Point and rerolled for a 20 [hooray!] the second time, so I rolled to see if it was a Crit Hit: first blow hits AC28 for 6hp damage, the second hits AC14 for 4hp damage.)
K'Nara hauled back and slammed her scimitar angrily into the evil cleric, her usual graceful mode of combat absent in the face of her outrage at what these followers of the Dark Lord were doing. If she had her way, the Talons would kick everybody's butts here and then have the priests take the prisoners's places on the racks and such..!
Figment (Mage Armor, Cat's Grace +4) d20=20 Thursday February 28th, 2002 2:21:48 PM
Seeing that his fireball was ineffective and also seeing the cleric in the rear disappear, the mage comments dryly "Oh no you don't!". He casts Stinking Cloud centering it just south of P2 (at the 60' mark) so that it gets C2, C5, C7, C8, and presumably C9 (30' radius). He makes sure not to engulf Bertram and K'Nara.". (Doesn't know where Milo is, sorry...).
Ingrge (bull's strength) Thursday February 28th, 2002 8:47:32 PM
Focussed on what was going on and what spell to cast next, Ingrge jumps a bit as Lian comes up behnd him and speaks.
"Oh I think I am going to be casting something on myself. (Casting Fly)
DM kent d20+3=6 d20+3=19 d20+3=21 d20+3=5 d20+3=5 Thursday February 28th, 2002 9:12:23 PM
Figment's spell goes off as expected and there is soon a thick billowing cloud of major stink that fills a good portion of the room catching C1,2,6,7,& 8 as well as Milo and Bertram and several of the prisoners in it. Moments later C2 and C7 make their way out of the cloud. C2 moves forward and jumps up on the table.
After K'nara's and Bertram's attacks, C3 & C6 fall.
Olanna gets her arrow off just as Figment's spell goes off, and while she did not see it connect she has a good feeling that it did.
C5 casts another spell and Figment feels something niggle at him ( Will Save DC17)
Fluet prepares for something and definitely hears something heading his way now.
Lian focusses on C1 and then his soon to be opponent vanishes in a cloud of nauseous gas. Moments later C7 makes his way out.
Olana (Cats Grace +5) d20+17=27 d6+4=7 Thursday February 28th, 2002 11:22:04 PM
Olana's bow shifts toward what she can see, homing in on cleric number 2. How nice of him to jump up on the table like that. *Whap* for 7 Dam.
As soon as the arrow is loose, she starts to reload, hoping that cloud wouldn't waft over to where she was, it smelled bad enough as it was. It sort of made you wonder what the spell componants were for that.
Lian d20+6=23 d8-1=2 Friday March 1st, 2002 5:08:21 AM
Lian watches his target engulfed in the gas, shortly after he sees C7 emerge. That's his new target, before that evil doer can even compose himself from the gas, Lian just simply walks up and begins to pummel the C7.
Lian clinches his fists and lowers his eyes, then goes at the cleric.
He shifts his Dodge for AC 19 on him.
Hitting the cleric square in the face for AC 23 on the his only attack this round for 2 pts of real DMG.
Milo (Invisible... to start anyway) d20+8=27 d20+19=27 d20+6=25 d20+6=11 d20+6=15 4d6(4+3+5+2)+1=15 4d6(3+1+5+2)+1=12 Friday March 1st, 2002 10:45:56 AM
Milo holds his breath as the stinking cloud forms, and moves quickly out of the area, drawing his sword as he closes on one of the clerics. (OOC: Made my save DC 27, closed on C7)
Continuing to move quietly, Milo approaches the cleric unawares and lets his short sword do the talking. Milo fades into visibility. (I hit AC 25 for a critical threat, but I don't think that AC 11 confirms for 15 hps total sneak attack. I hit AC 15 on my second swing for 12 hps if I hit.)
Figment d20+7=20 d20+2=20 Friday March 1st, 2002 2:29:56 PM
The mage notes the insurgence on his will and he quickly blasts away any effect being pressed on him (20). He then turns his attention to the disappearing cleric. He scans the fog bank for the tell-tale signs of someone invisible leaving it. (i.e. It should be pretty obvious as wisps of green fog move out of the way and swirl. Spot Check 20). He "Ingrge, look for the invisble guy exiting the cloud! Fluet, come in here so I can cut off his escape!". The mage moves over behind Ingrge so he can see the exit clearly. Not waiting he casts a web just beyond Fluet so that nobody can get out. Then he focuses his attaention back on the cloud looking and listening for C9.
Flueterflam Friday March 1st, 2002 6:26:54 PM
Hearing the a cleric was on his way out, Fluet casts Grease about 2ft away from himself and between him and the cavern. The bard quickly becomes silent, trying to act as though one of the other talons was just attempting to hinder the escapee. Flueterflam waits to see a foot print in the slippery substance so he may pounce. He readies his sword for a very deadly thrust.
The entire time, he hopes dearly that whatever is coming down the passage way from the other side gives him enough time to hide again before showing up.
Ingrge (bulls strength, flying) d20+4=23 Saturday March 2nd, 2002 3:01:50 PM
Ingrge nod as Figment makes his request and takes off above the cloud to scout the room and to make it to the other side.(spot check 23)
DM Kent (invinciblility, invulnerability, insanity) d20+4=11 d20+4=23 d20+4=24 d8+4=10 d8+4=11 d8+4=5 d2=1 Saturday March 2nd, 2002 3:20:08 PM
Figment moves over and casts his spell and notice that right after that a large patch of grease covers the floor at the cavern's entry.
Ingrge taks off and does not see anything or one leaving the murk, nor for that matter does anyone else. However he does notice that there seems to be several familiar people in two of the cages in the rear of the cavern.
Between Lian and Milo C7 is in a world of hurt and takes a shot at Lian missing mightily.
Ripping the arrow out of his leg, C2 bounds off the table and closes with the ranger as she works to re-nock her bow and clobbers her with his flail. (Crit threat 23, crit hit for 26 point of damage.)
C1 manges to stumble out of the fog but doesnt seem to be able to see very clearly yet.
C5, irritated that his spell was rebuffed tries again this timm targeting the one of the two fighters in front of him, that just killed two of his fellows. K'Nara feels some sort of force opposing her and realizes her vision is going foggy. (Fotitude save DC 17 or go blind)
Fluet hears figment and then sees himas he moves into his line of sight. moments later Figment casts his spell and then realizes he is between the web and the grease waiting for god knows what.
Milo d20+8=25 d20+8=26 4d6(5+3+1+4)+1=14 4d6(3+5+5+5)+1=19 d20+8=22 Saturday March 2nd, 2002 3:41:16 PM
No longer invisible, Milo continues to keep his short sword at work, as its magic speed enhancement makes it blur through his attack routine. (OOC: Milo makes a second saving throw against the stinking cloud at DC 22, and hits AC 25 and 26 for 14 and 19 hps respectively. Total damage is 33 hps. If the cleric goes down, Milo literally runs over the top of him, and past Lian to get out of the stinking cloud)
Olana d20+12=24 d8+5=8 Saturday March 2nd, 2002 7:08:40 PM
The elf tries to dodge as the cleric (#2) leaps down to the attack, dropping the arrow as he hits, wincing at the blow. With her free hand, she pulls the longsword she obtained, courtesy of Obsidian (+2) and lunges desperately at her attacker. ((Attack should have been +11, so result = 23, for 8 DAM))
Lian d20+4=23 d20+4=18 d8-1=6 d8-1=5 Sunday March 3rd, 2002 1:49:23 AM
Lian strikes out at the cleric, fists flying very quickly at this point. Hitting AC 23 and 18 (not counting the +2 from the Flanking, OOPS), for 6 and 5 point DMG, total of 11.
OOC: Flurry of Blows, -2/-2 on two attacks.
K'Nara d20+10=26 d20+8=18 d6+3=7 Monday March 4th, 2002 5:44:06 AM
The foggy effect on her vision made the human bladesinger pause long enough to blink most of it away--her angry glare at the casting cleric (#5) took care of any residual arcane obscurity. (OOC: she made the Fort save by getting 26.)
"I am SO not in a good mood..!" she growled as she advanced on the evil priest and struck at him with the still-unfamiliar scimitar. (OOC: hits AC18 for 7hp damage.)
Figment d4=4 d4=4 d4=4 d4=4 Monday March 4th, 2002 11:46:43 AM
Seeing C2 hammering Olana, the mage blasts him with 4 perfectly executed large magic missiles, slamming into him with most impressive force (20 out of 20 DMG!).
Figment, cont Monday March 4th, 2002 11:48:54 AM
The mage points out C1 to Bertram - if he doesn't see him. We wouldn't want the poor evil cleric to feel left out of the carnage, now would we... :)
Brother Bertram d20+6=7 d20+6=18 d10+5=13 Monday March 4th, 2002 8:08:01 PM
Bertram charges the the other cleric, who seemed intent on not being noticed. (C1) Again Bertram felt the satisfying crunch of the axe into its foe.
(OOC Damge 13 Used a Hero Point on the lousy Hit roll)
DM kent d20-5=10 d20+6=21 d8+5=11 Monday March 4th, 2002 9:23:04 PM
Between Milo and Lian C7 does down in a puddle, as does C2 facing Olanna, after Figment striks him with his missiles.
C1 strikes out with very limited vision, missing Bertram but getting closer than expected.
C5 pissed that his spells have had little or no effect flails out with his flail clobbering K'nara for 11 points.
Ingrge spots what can only be the ones they are supposed to rescue, as he recognizes two people in the cages. He drops down to ground level to unlock the cages.
Fluet watches but doesnt see anything crossing into the oil or out of the cloud. But he hears some very clear noises behind him. As he turns to look he sees what can only be about 15 more guards and something more is coming behind them.
Lian d20+8=26 d8-1=2 Monday March 4th, 2002 10:46:58 PM
Lian hears C1 hacking from the cloud and Charges him. Hitting AC 26 for 2 points of DMG. Stunning attack Fortitude DC16, or be stunned.
Dodging against him at AC 19, 18 against anyone else.
"I seeee yoooou!" Lian smiles and begins to pummel C1, his friend from round 2 and 3. "I see you found my friend Bertram!" As Bertram hits the cleric, Lian flinches as if he felt Bertrams axe embedded itself into him. "Ouch! that must really hurt!"
Flueterflam d20+9=23 Monday March 4th, 2002 11:25:25 PM
Wanting to yell about the oncoming onslaught, but fearing of the surprise factor, the bard keeps silent. If he was not already hidden, he slips himself farther into the shadows. (Hide DC 23)
Flueterflam decides to stay hidden while the group passes, so that he can take out the person/thing at the rear of the group. The guards would be easily bottled at the entrance....so the bard hopes.
Figment (Improved Invis, Mage Armor, Cat's Grace +4) Monday March 4th, 2002 11:36:07 PM
Seeing that the clerics are taken care of - except that pesky #9 - and hearing the commotion of approaching guards, the mage casts improved invisibility on himself in preparation for the assault. "Going dark guys. I'm here. Olana, take out the sleeping guy. No need to leave him here to kill more innocents or for him to come up behind us..." Turning he yells to Fluet. "Fluet, get out of the hallway, now..." He prepares his assault on the guards.
The mage momentarily winces at his words to Olana, sensing how distasteful such killing is to her. He hopes she can understand the logic of the decision and carries out the execution, and does not allow her emotions to overwhelm her common sense. At least, common sense according to the mage...
Milo Tuesday March 5th, 2002 3:37:29 AM
Running over the top of the dead cleric, Milo passes Lian and Bertram as they double team another of Marteaus' clerics, on his way around the stinking cloud, toward Olana and K'nara, where he plans to assist if needed.
K'Nara d20+8=26 d20+8=24 d6+3=8 d6+3=8 d6+3=4 Tuesday March 5th, 2002 6:53:37 AM
K'Nara lost all patience with the twerpy evil cleric--she hacked away at the man with a fury that certainly did NOT resemble any of the grace or beauty of the bladesong. (OOC: rolled to hit AC26 and then rolled for a crit hit for AC24; total damage of 20hp for the blow.)
Olana Tuesday March 5th, 2002 4:15:39 PM
On seeing the attacking cleric drop after Figment's lethal blast, she looks over and flashes the mage a smile that says 'thank you'.
As he suggests, she slits the throat of the sleeping cleric and retrieves her arrow. There was no time to moralize here. On her way over to help K'Nara, she looks around, puzzled.
"Where's Fluet?"
Figment Tuesday March 5th, 2002 4:24:42 PM
Note: When the mage begins scrutinizing the guards, he tries to see if any of them are carrying a torch or other incendiary device.
Ingrge d20+2=17 Tuesday March 5th, 2002 8:56:16 PM
Dropping to the floor, Ingrge takes his staff and pointing it at the cages at the back of the room, casts knock on the cage's lock. A that moment he hears a sound behind him.
DM kent d20+8=25 d8=6 3d6(6+6+2)=14 d20+7=22 Tuesday March 5th, 2002 9:09:52 PM
Lian strikes and stuns C1 and Bertram finishes him off wth no trouble.
Olanna has no difficulty dispatching her sleeping foe.
The Stinking Cloud seems to starting to thin some.
K'nara finally dispatches C5.
Milo makes his way across the room as Figment disapears and Fluet sinks further into the shadows.
Ingrge indeed unlocks the cages and while he does hear something behind him it is not enough of anything unusual to alert him to full awareness. The first inkling he has that he is in danger is as he feels the pain of a blade sing deep into his back. Ingrge is just able to avoid a death stroke as he twists just a bit right before the strike (Fortitude save DC 17)(20 points)
The new group of guards, near the tunnel bend, seems to be moving toward the web with several burning torches.
There is some sort of disturbance occuring in the wall nearest to P4
Milo Tuesday March 5th, 2002 10:47:32 PM
Milo gets to where Olana is standing and has a rather disappointed look on his face as he realizes that the clerics are already dead. Looking up to the elf ranger the halfling smiles, twirling his blood-spattered short sword by the hilt. Speaking in a low voice, "I think we're going to have more company soon. Perhaps we should look for another way outta here?"
Lian d20+4=12 d20+14=21 Wednesday March 6th, 2002 1:11:36 AM
Lian looks around to see if he notices anything in the way of other exits. Walking toward Milos position, Lian hears Milos suggestion and begins to REALLY look around.
"Milo, do you need help looking?"
OOC: Lian will move to the wall next to the tunnel and begin to search it (the portion of wall by where C1 went down), Search Check of 12. Listen check just for kicks (listening for Fluets screams of pain :) ) for 21.
Lian Wednesday March 6th, 2002 1:26:22 AM
"Olana, Fluet is in the tunnel. I heard alot of feet in the tunnel about a minute ago, we need to get down there now!"
Brother Bertram Wednesday March 6th, 2002 6:25:22 AM
Bertram hears Ingrge scream and moves towards his attacker quickly hoping to at least slow down the attacker.
K'Nara d20=17 d20=14 d20+8=27 d20+8=18 d6+3=4 d6+3=5 d6+3=9 Wednesday March 6th, 2002 7:21:07 AM
K'Nara snarled as the cleric crumpled to the ground--but immediately scowled at the sound of Ingrge's trouble. (OOC: rolled a total of 16 for the Listen check.) She immediately advanced to where the elf was freeing a prisoner (OOC: rolled a 14 for the attempt to see if this prisoner is recognizable to her as one of the ones that Parnoth wanted freed.) Seeing that Ingrge was injured (and that there was nobody else in sight), the bladesinger automatically assumed that there was an invisible foe somewhere close by.
K'Nara immediately dropped into her bladesinger training, even though she was still unused to the scimitar in her hand. She began the stylized patterns of motion that helped her utilize her awareness of her surroundings and the logical location of where the unseen assassin might now be to whirl her blade to try to strike at the enemy. (OOC: I was thinking to use the Blind Fight feat, but the first blow hits AC27, a possible crit hit. The second attack roll hits AC18. The damage is 18hp if the blow IS a critical hit--but only 4hp if it doesn't. Of course, none of that includes the Blind Fight feat, which the DM will have to decide to roll for if he allows it.)
Figment Wednesday March 6th, 2002 11:11:43 AM
Seeing the clerics are taken care of, the mage dismisses the stinking cloud. He says "Last chance Fluet, your going to get fried if you don't move!".
Figment, Cont. (Improved Invis [69 Rounds remaining], Cats Grace +4, Mage Armor) Wednesday March 6th, 2002 11:23:51 AM
The mage holds his attack until the guards make it through the web and into the area just before the grease. Then he casts another web, easily entrapping all 15 guards. Of course, since they have lit torches the webs ignite giving them each 2d4 fire DMG. (The center will be right to the left of where the 'F' in Fluet. It will cover 40' - completely flling the tunnel).
Olana (Cats grace +5) d20+1=15 Wednesday March 6th, 2002 2:21:24 PM
The elf nods vigorously at Milo. "I think you're right," she says, with the intention of searching the place.
Then as Lian tells her where Fluet is, and she overhears Figment - she narrows her eyes, looking around frantically. Not seeing the mage she nevertheless growls into thin air -
"Figment - please, not until he's out of there." And then - "Fluet! Move!"
This was getting worse by the second. She could see K'Nara and Bertram heading toward Ingrge. What was wrong there, had he been stabbed by one of the prisoners or something? Still looking around((Spot check DC15)), she leaps toward the wall near prisoner #4 and pulls her second blade after slinging her bow over her shoulder. If there were more attacks coming from that direction, she'd be ready for them.
Flueterflam d20+9=21 d20+1=20 Wednesday March 6th, 2002 7:25:53 PM
Finding Figment's comment a bit unsettling, and realizing that he wasn't going to get the chance to backstab the guys on their way, the bard frowns heavily. Fluet runs until just before the grease and takes a graceful dive through the air landing with a roll and quickly standing up. (Tumble DC 21 and Dex DC 20)
As he stands up near the others, he pouts, "Suit yourself, but I coulda handled it myself. Sorry I didn't help out in here, but i didn't see that guy you shouted about, and those other guys were so close. I figured I was placed well enough to help out better in there." The bard makes a mock sniffing noise and then moves towards the side of the tunnel exit. He prepares to attack any guards that make it out of the tunnel.
DM Kent 3d6(5+4+6)=15 Wednesday March 6th, 2002 8:04:13 PM
K'nara, Bertram, and Olanna use all their double movements to get where they wanted to be, but K'nara can not attack this round. What she finds awaiting her is a Cleric under a ratty old cloak, who has just removed a bloody sword from Ingrge's back.
Ingrge turns and touches his opponent (Vampiric touch, No save)
Fluet makes it out of his hidey hole just as the guards start breaking through the first web, though it was getting very smokey in the area where Fluet just left.
Figment casts his next web spell entangling quite a few guards and blocking the way once again. Those webs light on fire as well and screams and curses are heard from those same guards. The smoke however all seems to be entering into the cavern, where you all are limiting visibility, making it difficult to breathe and making it just plain unpleasant.
The wall in front of olanna slides up into the wall and out from behind the space steps a woodelf with a sword in hand.
(enter Falin. Give a brief descriptiopn before your post please.)
Lian d20+3=6 d20+14=26 Thursday March 7th, 2002 2:10:30 AM
Still looking for another exit, Lian hears the cursing from the guards and he stops his searching. He turns to Bertram and says, "Hear that!? I think we have company!"
He turns toward the tunnel, just as Fluet comes flying out. Thinking to himself, Lian wipes his brow, Wow, I am glad to see he is okay!
Lian moves up to the mouth of the tunnel and Hides to the side closest to him. (Hide check of 6) Readying to attack any guard that steps out of the tunnel. He Listens for footfalls that might give him a clue of how many men there are.
OOC: Defensive stance for AC 21. Listen Check of 26.
K'Nara d20+8=25 d6+3=6 d20=20 Thursday March 7th, 2002 7:21:29 AM
K'Nara said nothing, simply striking at the suddenly-visible cleric in the tattered cloak.
(OOC: hits AC25 for 6hp damage.)
Her eyes widened a bit, however--this time her glance at the prisoners beyond the cleric and Ingrge (as brief as it was) resulted in her recognizing whom the Talons were here to rescue.
(OOC: *finally* rolled a 20 on the Intelligence check to recognize the buggers!!!)
Flueterflam d20+9=15 d20=12 Thursday March 7th, 2002 8:37:20 AM
As the smoke enters the cavern, the bard holds his shirt up to his nose to avoid smelling it. In case he hadn't already, Fluet goes to the wall opposite of Lian and also tries to blend into the wall and smoke. (Hide DC 15) To the best of his ability, the bard watches for the first sign of any survivors to come out from the tunnel. (Spot DC 12)
Milo d20+10=21 Thursday March 7th, 2002 9:57:34 AM
Unconcerned about the identity of the prisoners, assuming that an enemy of his enemy is a friend, Milo dashes over to where one prisoner lay strapped to a table (P10), and begins undoing the restraints. (Made a Use Rope check DC 21, didn't know if they were held with ropes or what)
Figment (Improved Invis. [68 Rds left], Cats Grace +4, Mage Armor) d6=2 d6=3 d6=2 d6=5 d6=5 d6=6 d6=4 Thursday March 7th, 2002 11:14:33 AM
As Fluet tries to justify his actions, the mage prepares to cast again. "It's OK Fluet, your idea was good except there turned out to be a whole bunch of baddies. You could not have known that. It's just that a backstab on one when there are 15 is not as effective as area spells. The spell you cast is going to really help out here shortly it looks like too - that one was a real good idea. Let me soften them up some more before you have to engage them. Don't worry, you'll get your chance soon enough.". Estimating that he has time to cast 2 spells before they break through the webs, the mage casts his lightning bolt (27 DMG - entrapped in web so no save?). He then pulls out his wand - preparing to give'em another dose of webbing deciding that it smokes on the bad guys too. He calls back to the others, "If we expect to escape we're going to have to fight our way out. I don't know how how long I can hold them off so get the prisoners and get over here quick!".
Olana (Cats grace +5) d20+1=10 Thursday March 7th, 2002 11:20:55 AM
(Slight but athletic female elf, large bright blue eyes, very long blonde hair tied back in a loose braid - clad in tight green/brown leather and suede. What's a pretty little doll like this doing with all these blades, though eh? ;) )
Olana stops in her tracks on seeing the wood elf. Instinctively, her eyes - blinking in the smoke - check for anything that might link this one to a tribe in Culverwood - style of dress, tattoos, jewelry, anything. ((Spot Check DC10)) She backs up a little, defensive, but curious.
"Hey everyone, we've got company! And there's a door here!"
Brother Bertram Thursday March 7th, 2002 10:48:34 PM
Bertram gets to Ingrge, almost exhausting himself in the process, just in time to see the cleric that attacked Ingrge. Bertram grips his axe tightly and advances..
DM kent Friday March 8th, 2002 7:25:34 PM
K'nara's eyes widen even more if possible as she definitely recognizes the two live prisoners leaving the open cells. They look more than a bit worse for wear, but it is very clear that the prisoners are Mop and the Heirophant.
Between K'nara and Ingrge their cleric opponent is looking more than a bit haggard.
Milo goes to release Prisoner 10 and finds that he is dead.
Bertram arrive to aid K'nara and Ingrge, huffing and puffing just a little bit.
Figment casts his bolt of lightening and it goes off without a hitch. Moments later though the entire cavern goes black and not a sound can be heard even to your own breathing.
Brother Bertram d20=18 Friday March 8th, 2002 8:49:28 PM
Bertram stops immediately as the darkness overtakes him, then remembers what he can about that hidden door that had opened. He then proceeds to crawl on the floor towards where he remembers that door to be, his axe out in front of him.
Lian Saturday March 9th, 2002 4:04:54 AM
(Before the lights went out>> Falin might have seen a male elf that stands about 5 feet tall, maybe about 100 pounds soaking wet. Lian has long blonde hair and is slender, but not noticably strong. Looks relatively young, between 150 and 160 years old. Lian is wearing light colored, warm looking clotheing. He carries no weapons at the moment, and is very graceful while he moves.)
Being close to the wall next to the tunnel opening, Lian moves at full movement (80 feet) away from the tunnel mouth, toward the position Milo dropped C7. Feeling the wall all the way with his left hand, he will continue to move. If he meets a live person in the room he will try to decern who it is and if they are hostile. When he reaches the cells in the back of the cavern he'll continue past them and try to find opening made by the woodelf in the wall. If he reaches the Web on the south side of the cavern, he knows he's gone too far. (OOC:If need, I'll roll a Save for the Web not to get stuck.
He'll shout as loud as he can for Milo and Bertram as he moves, but to no evail.
Falin Saturday March 9th, 2002 9:16:05 PM
(Very lithe male wood elf, Bright green eyes, with red hair shaved on the sides and kept relatively short on the top. Wearing all black (leather armor, leather gloves, and boots) with no symbols or markings. He is currently using a beautifully made short sword with a bow slung over his shoulder. He has a look in his eye of age beyond his years)
Falin will stop and look, evaluate the situation and look for possible targets.
"Elf maiden, friend or foe"
Olana Sunday March 10th, 2002 4:22:11 PM
"Friend or foe? That depends - if you're a friend to these nasty, torturing clerics - you're no friend of ours," she says to Falin.
She gasps as everything goes black.
"Please," she urges. "Help us get out of here."
Milo Sunday March 10th, 2002 6:42:22 PM
As the room goes dark, Milo freezes in space, a shudder running through his diminutive frame. Then, quickly pulling himself together, he prays, 'Alemi guide me. Let your holy presence light the way.' (OOC: Cast light.)
Figment (Improved Invis. [67 Rds left], Cats Grace +4, Mage Armor) Sunday March 10th, 2002 8:12:18 PM
The mage freezes a moment when things go dark and silent. Realizing it is futile to cast or try to use his wand - and knowing that it was something in the tunnel that cast the spells (or activated pre-designed spells) - he makes his way in an orderly fashion directly to the tunnel opening maybe 10' in front of him. He veers to the left a little to hit the side of it that Fluet was standing on. Once there he sticks his head into the opening above the grease spell and tries to determine if the silence and darkness spells are affecting the tunnel. His thinking is that whoever cast the spells would not do it on themselves. If he is able to see, he uses his wand and casts another web - once again igniting it for more damage to whatever is there - and perhaps breaking it's concentration on the spells in the chamber.
K'Nara d20+5=11 d20+8=9 d6+3=9 Monday March 11th, 2002 7:08:46 AM
K'Nara had barely a moment to recognize Mop and the Heirophant before the cavern went dark and silent. Was this a magic spell of some kind..? Logic dictated that it was so, but K'Nara's limited knowledge of spellcraft didn't seem to be able to identify the enchantment being used. (OOC: Spellcraft check is only 11.)
Oh, just great! she thought with a mental snort, then used her fighter's instinct to strike once more at the location of the cleric she and Ingrge had been fighting. (OOC: hits AC9 for 9hp damage--however, if that misses {which it probably does}, K'Nara possesses Blind-Fighting, so there's a chance she DOES hit the cleric.)
Falin Monday March 11th, 2002 5:47:14 PM
Falin sheathes his sword and readies his bow with an arrow. Then slowly he slides out of the alcove. He does not pick up his feet, but shuffles them so he will trip over something. After traveling just past where he thinks Olanna's position is, he stops and waits for the darkness and silence to end. He waits for a target.
DM Kent (Ingrge: Bull's Strength, Flying) d20=2 Monday March 11th, 2002 6:02:01 PM
Falin makes his way into the room as it goes dark and manages to get just past Olanna. When they both hear something scuffling along the floor coming toward them.
K'Nara does indeed miss even, with blind fighting.
Ingrge lifts back off the ground to get out of harm's way.
Lian makes it to the far side of the fire pit which is quite hot but showing no light.
Milo casts his spell and for a moment it seems like it is going to work. There is a small flicker of light, just a spark really and then it is extinguished, leaving it possibly darker than before.
Figment skicks his head around the corner and just in to the tunnel area but still can see or hear nothing.
....
DM Kent Monday March 11th, 2002 6:05:42 PM
As suddenly as there was silence, you abruptly hear a voice raised on high and echoing through the temple. Nothing else is heard but the voice. For some of you, the voice is familiar, to others not, but to those who oppose evil, it brings a sense of purpose.
"He who has ears, let him hear the words of Valdor, formerly known as the Dragonslayer, now known as the Dragonstone.
"My brothers and sisters of the Wold, it has been given to me to contact all of you, and I have thought long and hard before sending you all this message. My companions, the Gold Dragons of Plateau City, and I have witnessed a great many things recently that led us to send this message. These words I speak, I speak with knowledge and understanding. I am sure that you all have seen and heard many unbelievable things over the last few weeks and months. I know of no other way to say this, so listen carefully. My known and unknown friends, war is coming! A terrible war against the most powerful of opponents. The one known as Marteaus gathers his armies now and is preparing to strike at all of our lands and homes. No where on this Wold is safe or beyond his reach. There is no hole deep enough nor a cave dark enough to hide from him. He has assembled an army of hideous creatures to attempt to wipe us all out at once.
"It is time to fight. We must fight for our lives, our families, our lands and our Gods. This evil will not go away if we turn a blind eye to it. We have witnessed the horrible things Marteaus has done and the abominations he creates. He must be stopped and his army must be destroyed. We will be outnumbered and many will lose their lives in the coming war. But if we do not start now and fight, we will all die, and everything we know will be ground under his heel into dust. So it is time to stand for what we know is right and good, and strike. We must strike at his temples and Caeroldra's and Ga'al's as well, since they are the ones behind all of this. Whether you use stealth or strength of arm, these temples must be destroyed.
"Do not fear angering a god, as they have begun something they should not have. When the war starts, each of you will have to kill at least 50 of the evil army to have a chance. For myself, well, I've been around a bit longer than most, so I'll aim for 100. Each of you must look to strengthen the defenses in your own town and country. You must have your people ready to fight to the death, if necessary. We must strike the temples now! If we can scatter their followers or at least disorganize them, it will delay their plans and make them alter their plan of action against us. I am no assassin, but I am charged with bringing together an army to defeat what I have seen. Do not be afraid, for we have 15 ancient dragons on our side and all of the Dragon groups of good as well. We must find alliances with all who would protect against the evil Marteaus has brought upon us. Seek the Dwarves, the elves, the halflings, the minotaurs and liontaurs. We must have an army to fight back and you are all the best in the land.
"We are the only hope in this dark time, but as long as one single candle is lit, the darkness will flee from it. When we face the Dark Lord, I will ask him how he thought he could possibly win with orcs and goblins fighting his battles for him. Stand up now for all of the Wold, for the love of our fellow good beings and all that is right and just. There will be great rewards for all who fight and survive this war! I will know of your deeds and will honor you in front of all who live. Some of you may earn the title of Dragon, others may earn valuable weapons and armor, but all will earn honor.
"When the time comes we must gather for the final battle, so be prepared. We know not when nor where, but be ready. We will win this fight, by all the good Gods, I know we will. I am Valdor the Dragonstone, and I will not accept any other end. Stand tall and proud and fight to win. It begins..."
Valdor's last words are barely a whisper, but all can feel his anger, but with no hate. And his pride is evident, but not necessarily in himself as much as with everyone he's relaying the message to. His words ring complete truth to any who can feel such things, and there was no hesitancy at all. It is spoken with complete authority, but also as a plea. Again you hear his last words, "It begins...."
Brother Bertram Monday March 11th, 2002 8:18:35 PM
Bertram hears the words of the one called Valdor and listens with a growing sense of purpose as the words rings across the room. Gripping his axe, he stops and stands and starts back towards where he perceived the opening with the evil priests approaching. The slaying of fifty begins one evil cleric at a time....
Flueterflam Monday March 11th, 2002 8:50:13 PM
After Valdor's words, the bard shivers. His entire body seems shaken, yet proud. A single tear soars down his cheek. He does not wipe it away however. Flueterflam is proud of this chance. He stands up taller. He prepares.
Having caught a glimpse of the High Druid just before all went black, Fluet seizes his chance. The bard immediately moves over to Mohannin and determines if the druid is ok. "Are you ok? I am so sorry for this. Is there any way I can help you?"
Olana Monday March 11th, 2002 11:11:42 PM
Olana is still trying to get her bearings in the dark as the message hits home. "Valdor..." she whispers as it ends, his words settling her confusion.
"Over here," she says, staying in the same position, using her voice to guide the others. "There's a way out, over here. I hope."
Lian d20+14=30 Tuesday March 12th, 2002 12:02:22 AM
The young elf stops in mid-stride as he was heading out to escape. A tear rolls down his face and anger surges through his body, his slight form ripples with tension as he flexes his muscles. Still in the dark he, he tears the linen shirt from his back and begins to wrap pieces (and ties them off) of it around his forearms and waist. After do so, he begin back the direction he came from, back towards the tunnel mouth and the guards. His thoughts are, "These guards and clerics are about to get a rude awakening. THIS temple is going down. We are the Talons!" He knows in his heart NOW that these Gold Dragons are not just the acquaintances of K'nara, they are friends to all Woldians. He will no longer speak hastily of them. His thoughts then go to his parents and his Master in the forest. Then the vineyards. What do they know of the coming war? Are they already dead?
OOC: Listen check of 30. He is listening for ANY small or muffled sound, he even wants to feel for vibration in the floor for any movement close to him, but there is no skill for that. :)
Milo Tuesday March 12th, 2002 12:31:43 AM
Hearing the message, Milo thinks to himself, 'Boy do these Gold Dragon guys have lousy timing. I'm not in a position to sit here and listen to this Valdor guy ramble on about something I am already painfully aware of... standing here in a dark temple surrounded by clerics of Marteus, and Alemi knows what else.' Perturbed, even if enlightened, Milo immediately starts heading toward Olana's voice, thinking to himself, 'Now that is the sound of salvation.'
K'Nara d20+8=28 d20+8=18 d6+3=9 d6+3=5 Tuesday March 12th, 2002 7:04:10 AM
K'Nara blinked in surprise, instantly recognizing Valdor's distinctive voice for all that it had been almost a year since she'd seen him last. His message was something to be pondered later, however--right now there was an evil torturer that needed to be taken care of...
Concentrating fiercely on using her other senses--hearing and even smell--to try to pinpoint the cleric that she'd missed with her last blow, K'Nara's instinct for Blind-fighting told her that the evil priest was somewhere close by...there!
The scimitar whistled through the darkness at the human bladesinger's intended target, connecting solidly with...something.
(OOC: the first roll is a natural 20, and the second hits AC18. There is at least 9hp damage--a total of 14hp if the blow is a crit hit after taking away whatever penalties for the darkness in the cave.)
Figment Tuesday March 12th, 2002 11:17:37 AM
Hearing Valdor, the mage's face grow grim with determination to do whatever it takes to destroy this temple. Knowing that his spell casting is useless in this situation, he moves directly north and follows the wall around to the east to where the others must be - and that door he eard Olana say something about. He moves as quickly as he can.
Falin Tuesday March 12th, 2002 6:50:45 PM
Feeling a surge of energy and hope from Valdor's words Falin shouts. "There is a way from the room that is safe. Come this way, follow the sound of my voice."
He turns in Olana's direction, "Elf-maiden, enter the opening I just emerged from and set up some type of cover for those traversing the room. I will stay here and try to do the same."
Again Falin yells "Follow the sound of my voice..."
Ingrge d20+4=17 d20+4=19 Tuesday March 12th, 2002 6:57:56 PM
Focussing on the sound of the newcomer's voice, Ingrge flies slowly that way trying to avoid hitting the suspended cages and the wall. Somehow he manages to do both and soo finds the door.
DM Kent Tuesday March 12th, 2002 7:09:02 PM
Just seconds after Valdor's voice fades away Figment casts his spell and is rewarded withthe sense that it went off well, even though he cant see anything. Almost at the same time Figment hears the sounds of many soft voices and feet shuffling and cursing along, and then feels a palpable wash of evil roll over his body and into the cavern behind him.
Fluet does make it to the back are of the cavern but has yet to find Mohannin as it is still pitch balck and The Druid is moving himself.
Bertram and Liam are about halfway back to the tunnel.
K'Nara feels the satisfaction of a strike, she hears a light grunt and then a thump, though who or what she hit she doesn't truly know.
Milo makes it to the exit door.
Figment (Improved Invis. [65 Rnds left], Cats Grace +4, Mage Armor) Tuesday March 12th, 2002 11:58:23 PM
The mage smiles grimly, knowing he can't do anything more. He follows his previous idea of going north and then east along the top wall, hoping that whatever just entered cannot detect invisibility yet.
Milo d20+19=23 Wednesday March 13th, 2002 1:11:56 AM
Ducking into the exit as quickly and quietly as possible, Milo follows Olana away from this chamber of darkness and death. (OOC: Made a Move Silently check for moving at full speed at DC 23)
LIAN d20+14=19 Wednesday March 13th, 2002 1:54:49 AM
Not really intending to leave the guidance of the wall, Lian makes his way towards Milo and Olanas voices or movements.
"Milo, where are you! Olana! Anybody!" Lian moves slowly, avoiding the heat from the pit. He doesn't want to fall in. He stops to listen for anyone friendly.
OOC:Listening of 19.
Olana (Cats grace +5) d20+9=13 d20+1=11 d20+1=15 Wednesday March 13th, 2002 2:24:19 AM
Olana 'attempts' (DEX check 13) to make her way through the secret door, which should be right next to her. It was difficult in the dark, but she keeps on calling to the others so they know where it is.
In the meantime, she uses her other senses to warn her of any nearby potential dangers. (SPOT and LISTEN 11 and 15)
K'Nara d20=14 d20=2 d20=18 d20=4 d20=5 Wednesday March 13th, 2002 7:41:29 AM
With no more target to distract her, K'Nara felt her way to where she recalled Mop and the Hierophant were caged.
"Everyone follow Olana's voice--I'm trying to get these two out..!"
(OOC: Not sure what kinds of checks would have to be made, but I rolled d20 5 times in an effort to provide whatever may be needed.)
Flueterflam Wednesday March 13th, 2002 7:06:36 PM
Of course, forgetting that he wouldn't be able to find the High Druid in the darkness, Fluet calls out to him instead. "Mohannin, let me hear your voice, we need to get out of here, but I can't see you." The bard decides to stand still until he is sure he knows where to move to.
Falin d20+3=21 d20+13=23 d20+13=24 d20+8=20 d8+2=4 d8+2=3 d8+2=4 Thursday March 14th, 2002 8:57:21 AM
Falin continues to stand in an attempt to protect those that are supposed to be approaching. If he hears what sounds like a large group of people entering the room (LISTEN 21)he will fire in that direction (Hit AC's 23, 24, and 20 DMG respectively is 4,3,4).
DM kent 6d6(5+5+6+6+5+4)=31 Thursday March 14th, 2002 7:48:41 PM
As everyone makes it to the exit in some fashion or other the lights come on in the room and at the other end of the cavern you see what has to be at least 50 pissed guards streaming into the room. several slip and fall on the grease but the ones behind them just keep coming using the fallen guards for traction.
Falin's arrows find there mark in a guard and he falls to the floor. Ingrge ushers you all further into the passage and then turns to face the cavern and starts casting. figment recognizes the hand movements for lightening bolt and watches as Ingrges Bolt flies into the room. (reflex DC 17)
Falin Thursday March 14th, 2002 9:25:51 PM
Falin calmly states "Is there some way to block the door? We can go back down this corridor. After about 300 ft you will be able to go left or forward. To the left is a dead end, that is where I came from. I do not know what is forward, but I am certain it is better than what lies behind you. If I can have one that is skilled in the blade follow with me to take care of any hostiles it would be appreciated. Now run."
Olana Friday March 15th, 2002 1:33:04 AM
The elf calls out to K'Nara - "If you can get the ones we came to rescue out - I'll cover with my bow along with the mages."
She's hoping that K'Nara heard what Falin said about the passage. Then she waits, ready to fire after Figment and Ingrge have done their stuff.
K'Nara d20-1=17 d20+3=23 d20+3=14 d20=16 Friday March 15th, 2002 6:33:05 AM
(OOC: we can see now? I hope so!)
K'Nara attempts to find the fastest way to release Mop and the Heirophant (spot check 17)--whether it be breaking open the doors to the cages (OOC: woot! Natural 20!), or spotting a set of keys (OOC: rolled 14 to grab them...IF they exist) nearby or something like that (OOC: miscellaneous roll result of 16). K'Nara's concentration will be centered on getting Mop & the Heirophant out of their cages and over to where Olana and Falin are (that new secret entrance/exit that I just know everyone will have to try to make a run for.)
Lian Friday March 15th, 2002 7:16:31 AM
"Oh, look... victums. The first dozen or so!" The young elf clinches his fists and looks ready for battle. He stands as a final defense, waiting for the last person to exit, then plans to leave with them.
OOC: Totally Defensive, AC 24.
Milo d20+19=28 Friday March 15th, 2002 10:01:47 AM
Milo looks perturbed at his friends and his tone betrays his anger, "You can't all go last!" Turning the halfling sets his resolve, "Very well then, I'm leading the way." He is clearly upset as he heads off into the darkness, holding his short sword with the light spell on it aloft so that he may see. He moves as quietly as he can, keeping his elven cloak wrapped around him. (OOC: Made a Move Silently check at -5 for moving full speed at DC 28).
Figment (Improved Invis. [64 Rnds left], Cats Grace +4, Mage Armor) Friday March 15th, 2002 12:46:31 PM
The invisible mage clears his throat at the others. "Excuse me, but I can slow them down in a big way. Back away from the tunnel entrance about 60' quickly - and don't worry if some of them enter behind you! Ingrge, do you have another web?". If Ingrge can web the tunnel he lets him, if not he waits until everyone is clear and the uses another precious charge of his web wand. "We can burn them again if need be. I have more I can use if necessary. Lets escape while we can and come back later to destroy this place.".
Figment d20=15 Friday March 15th, 2002 12:51:07 PM
Note: If Ingrge casts the web then the mage casts Summon Swarm on the webbed guards. Poisonous spiders come out from all over and begin to crawl on the guards that enter the hall and bite them... :)
Ingrge Friday March 15th, 2002 6:06:34 PM
Nodding in satisfaction as his lightening bolt goes off without a hitch, He aknowledges Figment. I am sorry but I have already cast my web for the day. I was actually thinking I could bring this end of the passage down with a couple of fireballs after everyone had gone on.
Brother Bertram Friday March 15th, 2002 9:25:56 PM
Seeing the onrush of guards, Bertram decides that he shouldnt kill 50 at ONCE so he continues backing towards the doorway. His axe is out, and ready to take on as many as it takes to get the others to safety.
Flueterflam Friday March 15th, 2002 9:58:46 PM
The bard assists K'Nara with helping Mop and Mohannin get out of the cavern and into the hidden passage. He hurries with them as quickly as possible to get out of the caster's way.
DM kent Friday March 15th, 2002 10:03:34 PM
(ooc. When a final deision is made on what you are going to do I will post what happens as you leave. Right now I'm gonna move on.)
The group hustles down the passage and bears right where Falin suggests that they do so. The paasage seems to be descending at a rate of a few feet per fofty and then levels out at what bertram can tell you is about 140 ft below surface level. The path winds about, very dark and dank and every now and then you stumble accross a very long dead corpse in an unanimated skeletal form. Eventually the path starts ascending all be it a bit more slowly than it went down. And it eventually ends in a wooden trap door at the top of a eight-foot ladder. The assorted checks are made, the trap door is opened without any incident, and the party finds itself in the feed room of a stable.
Figment Friday March 15th, 2002 11:16:37 PM
The mage nods to Ingrge. "Your idea sounds good. I'll hold off my web and use it as a backup.". He fires his web only if Ingrge doesn't bring down the passage as intended.
Lian d20+11=21 d20+14=28 d20+6=20 Friday March 15th, 2002 11:35:40 PM
Lian trudges on down the passage.
OOC: He moves quietly, listens and looks around on the way down, 21 move silently, 28 listening, 20 spot.
Flueterflam Saturday March 16th, 2002 3:46:10 AM
Stating the obvious after travelling through the tunnels, Fluet states, "Bit strange don't ya think? I mean this big operation taking place, and a long tunnel leading to a stable. Sometimes I wonder if this is a cruel joke."
Falin Saturday March 16th, 2002 8:24:57 PM
Seeing as how the mages can better insure the groups safety Falin turns and heads down the corridor all the way down to the trap door in the stable floor (periodically looking over his shoulder looking for targets).
Milo d20+19=21 d20+23=26 Saturday March 16th, 2002 9:09:24 PM
Seeing where the tunnel ends, Milo turns to whomever followed and whispers, "Okay, beyond this hatch is an ordinary stable... I'm thinking there will also be an inn or farmhouse as well; a nice false front. Either way, it is better to be as inconspicuous as possible." Turning back toward the trap door, Milo emerges into the stables in full sneaky mode. (OOC: Made my Move Silently and Hide checks at DCs 21 and 23 respectively; moving at full speed)
Brother Bertram Sunday March 17th, 2002 9:40:08 PM
Bertram follows along bringing up the rear guarding the retreat. He is careful to close the secret door as they leave the temple, in case the evil ones didnt know that the door exists.
Olana d20+8=17 Monday March 18th, 2002 1:06:33 PM
Hearing the discussion between to the two mages, the elf realises its "really" time to get the heck out of there. She helps K'Nara with the rescued prisoners while they travel, only stopping to examine the corpse. She searches and tries to determine cause of death, anything that might hint of danger up ahead for the group, even though its been dead a long while. ((SEARCH DC 17))
As they reach the stable, what Fluet says makes her smile.
DM kent Monday March 18th, 2002 6:14:11 PM
Having escaped from the temple with their lives and the priest's prisoners (Mop and the Hierophant), the Talons and Falin make their way to a hidden spot that the Hierophant knows about in town where they find several members of the Tines, including "RED". Once there the Talons hear all the news, including that Marteus' Army is only days away from the Emerald City.
At this time they get the chance to look at the papers they found. The Hierophant shows great interest in the papers and tells them that they are elven in origin, but predate Parnoth and even the Emerald Kingdom. A story ensues, where he tells the Talons of the elves of old, the cities to the North of Parnoth's reign and of the old watchtowers and how elves stood watch at the Tower of Saryd even after the disappearance of the cities and never left the tower. Rumors and old wives' tales suggest that they still stand watch there for incursions by the lesser races. "The Watchers" are often used by parents, of all races, to scare their children (similar to the bogey man).
At this point, Mop chimes in with something cryptic about Parnoth having hidden something powerful there that could possibly be used against The Dark Lord, but he was afraid or unable to use himself, which is why Marteaus attacked Parnoth and why Parnoth has left the kingdom. As night comes and the small group swells as other tine members and their families make their way to this place of safety, cooking fires are set up in an open air communal kitchen. Food is served, and the Talons finally drift off to get some well needed rest.
As you all fall asleep you begin to dream. You dream of the Emerald Kingdom as it used to be, splendorous and wild. Ruled by the elves, beings and nature living in balance. The land thankful for the people's protection and the people thankful for the land providing. You dream the dream of peace and prosperity. Then a dark cloud hovers over the lad, a cloud with glowing green eyes, a cloud that reshapes the land and takes away the people. The cloud grows claws and the claws rip into the earth causing great bleeding gashes. Out of these gashes the great green claws pull gold and gems. Out pours all of the kingdom's wealth and fortune, and then the claws scrape dust over the kingdom's wounds, not in order to heal them, but to hide them. Finally, you see a man coming out of the north. Those of you who are "Tines" don't even have to see him. He is "The Chosen One", the one for whom you watch. He smiles and the light from it melts the claws. He laughs and the cloud is blown away. He cries, and where his tears fall the land is healed. Next you see "The Chosen One" climbing down from an old tower, with something in his arms. He stretches his arms out to you in a warm embrace and . . . his chest explodes outward in a burst of blood, A bright orange blade where his heart used to be. A peal of the Dark Lord's laughter is heard. You awake.
Milo Tuesday March 19th, 2002 12:06:57 AM
Waking from this nightmare, Milo spends the wee hours of the morning in prayer and meditation, hoping to glean whatever insight he may from silent communion with Alemi.
Lian Tuesday March 19th, 2002 1:47:42 AM
Waking from the elven trance, Lian just sits staring in contemplation of the dream. He ponders returning back to the temple to begin the process Valdor assigned, the 50 dead clerics.
Figment Tuesday March 19th, 2002 1:03:43 PM
Relieved to be out of the temple, the mage enjoys his meal and sleep. That is until Martaeus ends it with his vision. After regaining his senses he joins the others at the fire, taking time to brew some fine gourmet coffee and cook some fine food - at least as good as it can be under the circumstances for the others. After a good meal he rememorizes his spells and prepares for another day of battle. During this whole process, an exceedingly troubling thought comes over the mage which he decides to share with the others once all his preparations are done. "I am troubled by something: The fact that this temple was able to capture a Heirophant Druid. How did this happen? I wouldn't have thought it possible to get you, much less hold you. How? Are these guys really that powerful?".
K'Nara Tuesday March 19th, 2002 7:42:20 PM
After narrowly escaping the cave with Mop and the Heirophant, K'Nara was unusually silent. She ate and went to bed as soon as possible, then was rudely awakened by that dream.
The Chosen One...the sudden thrust of that orange blade...damnation, it was like the dream she and the original Talons had when they'd first journeyed together as a group. This one was no more insightful (not to her, anyway) than the other had been--and yet, why did she get the feeling that she was missing out on an obvious clue..?
Oh, well--she couldn't go back to sleep anyhow, so K'Nara decided to start her pre-dawn bladesinger exercises now. She tried to contact Greymalk through her earclip, and met with naught but silence...again.
"Stay safe, my friend and master." the human bladesinger bid over the magical connection, then broke off the communication to begin her routine of whirling, graceful maneuvers that were the trademark of the bladesinger, not stopping until the sun was clear of the eastern horizon.
She took the time to attend to her personal toilette and was about to see what breakfast would be when she spotted Figment as he went to join the others by the fire. She stepped up to him and put a solid hand on his shoulder, the expression on her face rather stony.
"Mage," K'Nara said softly but with a tone that revealed determination, "We have unfinished business, you and I. We must settle my issue with your behavior regarding those cleric prisoners...and we must settle it now."
(OOC: K'Nara would prefer to talk to Figment without having the others hear the discussion, though--so if you'd care to respond in email, David? 8D)
Flueterflam d20+11=27 Tuesday March 19th, 2002 7:56:56 PM
The bard wakes in a cold sweat. He is visibly shaking, but does not speak. He sits quietly with his eyes closed for a good 10-20 minutes. Then he jumps up and kicks his feet together and throws a huge smile on his face. He does a little dance in front of everyone and makes sure that they all notice him.
"Ok, so my dream's an omen. So it predicted some bad crap. Come one though, you don't think that a petty god can triumph over the Talons, do ya? Well, I for one don't. I know you all hope. You all fear. We all do sometimes. It makes you feel small, helpless. HEAR THIS!! I am NOT small. I am NOT weak. I will take on this army by myself. I will conquer this god myself. If I must fight alone, I will share my love with all the people I save and help."
The bard twirls himself around Mohannin and grins almost evilly. (continuous Perform DC 27, meant for the Talons and friends) Fluet slyly moves towards Mop and hits the guy on the back hard. "MOP!!! Are they really powerful? Nahhh, I doubt it. You gonna help us Mop? I thought so." He grins at the little bugger and continues on talking to the others.
"How serious do you really want to be? I mean, we can die fight and serious, unhappy. OR, we can fight PROUD, fight HAPPY, fight for a reason." With a final breath, the bard whispers in a sharp hiss, "There is a purpose. There is a reason. We will win. But, we will lose if we let petty premonitions bother us and sway us. This is a battle of wills. And mine will conquer even this god."
Figment Tuesday March 19th, 2002 8:31:44 PM
The mage sighs and turns to the bladesinger. "I agree K'Nara. We cannot afford to have something like this unfinished and unresolved and then hope to be effective in the coming days. I appreciate your sensitivity to doing this in private, but it does directly affect all who are here. I think it best to do this openly - if that's OK with you. You have a problem with my dealing with evil in such an - absolute and unmerciful way. Speak your mind and I will see if I can respond to you.". He waits for the bladesinger's response by the fire, not moving away unless she insists.
OOC: I expect this occurs sometime after he rememorizes spells. Most should be around the area. I'll assume the one post per day does not apply to save time. I'll doublecheck later this evening to see if K'Nara responds and will continue to handle this "Outside the time continuum" until complete - and assume this conversation is concluded prior to tomorrows DM post in the timeline.
Figment, cont. Tuesday March 19th, 2002 8:34:13 PM
Donna, email me at gareth-3@juno.com, gareth-3@sbcglobal.net tonight, and dhott@nortelnetworks.com in the morning if you decide this goes offline. deh
Brother Bertram Tuesday March 19th, 2002 9:11:39 PM
Bertram sits, going through his now pointless devotions, then begins sharpening his ever-present axe, listening to what the Talons decide. His course is set after his dream from the night before, but he waits to see what the others decide.
Ingrge Tuesday March 19th, 2002 9:11:58 PM
Coming out of his resting trance, Ingrge is visibly more tired looking than you have seen him in a while. Studying his spells, he seems determined about something.
Olana Tuesday March 19th, 2002 9:22:38 PM
Olana's hands tremble as she sips some of Figment's wonderful coffee. Fluet looked to have gone over the edge, and the others seemed very subdued. And no wonder. She found herself having a quiet sob. Everything was going wrong, and Marteus seemed to be at the centre of it.
((OOC - NOOOOOO!! K'Nara and Figment - we wanna hear it! Please! LOL))
Falin Tuesday March 19th, 2002 9:48:36 PM
Falin awakes with a startled look on his face. He looks around and realizes that everyone else had the same dream as he. Falin says "It would seem that fate has placed us on the same path and is now trying to speak to us through dreams. This is indeed a great sign and I ask that I may continue to acompany you." He bows respectfully bows before the group at the end of his request.
DM kent Tuesday March 19th, 2002 9:49:05 PM
Mohannin wakes looking much better than he did the previous night although he doesn't seem really focused as yet and there are several large bruises along the side of his face. As he approaches the fire he looks around at all of you and then as if he just heard Figment's question, he turns and cryptically says, "Even the smallest wren has power in large groups. And unfortunately even the powerful are sometimes caught unaware."
After breakfast the Heirophant takes the time to heal any in the compound that need healing, including any Talons who need aid.
At noon a teenager comes runneing into the compound with news that the Temple priests are rounding up anyone they can and herding them into the temple, and that there is an huge army less than two days walk from the City and that the army is killing any who they come across.
(OOC you all have until thursday post to finish any business, and decide what you all are to do. I lift the single post rule till them. I will post as i can to answer things as they come up.)
Olana Tuesday March 19th, 2002 10:17:58 PM
A little while later, Olana pushes her troubles away, walks over to Falin and gives him a dazzling smile. "So, whats your name, and where do you come from?" she asks.
"My name is Olana, and I'm a Culverwood ranger, from a tribe just north of the Emerald City. The other elves are Lian, who can fight with his hands - isnt that wonderful? he meditates a lot, And Ingrge. Ingrge's a mage, and a brilliant one too. He's stronger than he looks, and rather wild. The dwarf is Bertram." ::whispering:: "He's very, very nice. He was a priest of Domi, wasn't that sad what happened? Anyway - that's Milo praying over there, he's cute and makes us all smile while curing our ills, and er... Fluet is our bard. He's cute too and has a different perspective on life sometimes. As for those two talking over there - the man is Figment,he's a mage, he can be quite dangerous if you get in the way, so you mustn't get in the way, he's very cultured, and makes the best food ever. The lady is K'Nara. She's our leader and a fine warrior. It's K'Nara that keeps us together when things get tough. ::whispering again:: She's a bladesinger, an art forbidden to humans theoretically, but she does it so well, and had tuition from the best."
She gets through all that without taking a breath, and then smiles brightly, waiting to hear what Falin has to say.
As the messenger arrives with news of the approaching army, the elf says - "Well, we can't take them all on, but Valdor said we had to kill as many evil priests as we can, so maybe we should keep ahead of them, kill what we can on the run, then go and look for that Tower."
Milo d20+10=18 Tuesday March 19th, 2002 11:00:25 PM
Getting up from his prayer and meditation, Milo strides over to where Olana and Falin are and bows briefly, "Greetings, I'm Milo Thistledown, at your service." Then a bit more quietly, "I suppose with Domi currently out of the picture, I'm what passes for clergy around here... and that means only one thing... we're in big trouble." The halfling grins up at the elf, and then adds in a comical tone, "Since we're tossing around names and descriptions... This very pretty elf with amazing lung capacity is Olana..." Milo blows Olana a kiss, and then pirouettes across the room to stand next to Flueterflam. (OOC: Made a tumble check at DC 18)
Lian Tuesday March 19th, 2002 11:18:17 PM
Not having joined his dwarven friend in talk and conversation in a very long time (it seems to be a long time), Lian walks over to Bertram and places a slender hand on his friends shoulder. "Friend Bertram, I so wish we had stayed to destroy those guards and clerics back at the temple. I will go into death knowing I was meant to do something, I knew as I was leaving home that I was leaving for a reason. And here it is, for Domi and the Wold! And for all who worship Domi my Friend Bertram! For you." The young elf sniffs back a tear, then whispers very quietly, "What of this new one, he showed up just as we needed to get out of a hot spot. I find that kind of 'odd', do you? I for one do not trust him. Maybe we should test him. Perhaps he worships the... Dark One?" Lian looks around to be sure no one other than Bertram is listening. When he's satisfied that no one has snooped, he turns back to Bertram. "Uh oh, I think Figs getting a whippen. I can not believe he killed those people in cold blood. At least I was discussing doing it. That reminds me, where did those nasty daggers go?" Thinking to himself,'I hope Milo does not kill this new one for looking at Olana like that.'
Falin Wednesday March 20th, 2002 6:40:22 AM
Falin gets a distant look in his eye as he begins, "Elf-maiden Olana, my name is Falin. I too was once from Culverwood, but my life was destroyed many decades ago by Parnoth and I left in search of knowledge. Now after 70 years I have returned to reclaim the three points of the silversage star that he stole from me and to return the Emerald kingdom to its original state. In my travels I have visited many placed throghout the wold and as my art I have not chosen the blade, but the bow. I have been told that I am an exceptional archer so that is what I bring to the group as well as a hatred for all things evil and oppresive." With that he seems to return to the present and tries to smile, but it is a very awkward attempt. Much like it is his first time.
Falin Wednesday March 20th, 2002 6:43:50 AM
When the messenger arrives Falin will speak up, "Mayhaps we should discover the identity of the army first. If the people in the temple are gathering everyone before the army arrives maybe they are enemies of this army. If that is the case we can make contact with the army and let them know as they attack from the front we can go back dow the passage and attack from behind." Falin pauses, "Either way I say we begin our slaying of the priests by going back down into the passage and killing with suprise on our side. I do not think they will be worrying about the passage right now. They seem to be to busy "recruiting" individuals."
K'Nara Wednesday March 20th, 2002 7:54:00 AM
The bladesinger's head nodded once, then she spoke:
"Figment, I do NOT object to dealing with evil in--as you say--'an absolute and unmerciful way'...however, there is a code of honor that should be adhered to, besides the obvious tenets of the chain of command. Honor demands that nobody--NOBODY slays an opponent unless it is in the heat of battle. Those clerics were bound, gagged and blindfolded--completely unable to defend themselves and NO threat to us in their state at that time. Thus it was that I determined that leaving them in that state would have served our purpose. You, however, contradicted my orders, not only dishonoring us with your intentions, but also challenging my authority as the acknowledged leader of the Talons." K'Nara rubbed her chin, looking very tired and years older than her two decades of living.
"I did not ask for the mantle of leadership, Figment," she said firmly, "I was conferred that honor by you and rest of the Talons. I have led to the best of my ability, keeping in mind that I do not possess your intelligence, nor the wisdom of Shadrach, whom was lost to us while I could do nothing about it." The redheaded warrior woman bites off the word "nothing" with a lot of anger--apparently it's a wound that still rankles.
"However, I still believe that, since I am the leader of the Talons, whenever I give an order, it should be obeyed." K'Nara goes on, adding: "Unless, of course, you believe that you can lead the group better than I can--an opinion that your actions towards our prisoners leads me to believe." Her hazel eyes regard Figment with intensity.
"So, mage--do you want to lead the Talons yourself or not?"
Figment Wednesday March 20th, 2002 9:57:42 AM
The mage listens intently to the warrior woman as she speaks. He even refrains from scoffing too loudly at the notion of him leading the Talons. When she finishes he pauses and then responds. "I have several things to say all of which need to be said first... I wish to IMMEDIATELY dispel any thoughts that I would be interested in leading the Talons - nor do I imagine anyone here would prefer me the leader to you. Also, I wish to point out that even in the heat of the moment I never implied or suggested in any way that you were not the correct choice for leading this group. You have done a far better job than I could have and I wish to re-acknowledge that I recognize you as such. So I implore you to get that language out of the conversation before we address anything else. Secondly, please remember that I did not, in fact, kill those priests. They were already dead when I got to them - and it is yet to be determined how they died. I suspect somebody killed them and warned the temple we were coming. Frankly I'm suprised we did so well with our rescue attempt. Also, you did not actually 'order' we not kill the priests. You were indecisive, saying something '...we SHOULD'NT kill them, wouldn't be right...'. You were struggling with what we needed to do. I decided the Talons could not afford time to either debate the issue, or to leave agents of the enemy alive. So I acted instead of waiting - which I honestly believe may have improved our chances in the raid. I apologize for this. Seems this is the point you have the most trouble with. I will in the future refrain from 'helping' you with your orders. But do not expect me to be hesitant. In battle or in action I will act as I think best for the party at any given time as I always have - and has everyone else. And I have a request of you, but I'll ask it in a moment. Now, as to the code you speak of. Tell me, do you think the people who were being tortured on those racks care about this code? How about the people currently being rounded up and put to death? Here is the point I am trying to make: In normal circumstances I generaly would agree with you. Killing one who is helpless is generally at least cowardly and probably evil. But as you know, this is war. If you leave an enemy alive in your wake on his own recognisence, you just sentenced an ally to death. The evil person will fight again another day and kill your friends - or those you have taken an oath to protect. I view the killing of these priests as little more than killing a rabid dog. It is something that must be done no matter how it appears. Else you leave those you have sworn to protect at risk. Furthermore, we are agents of the state and as such are authorized to deal out justice. Is it unjust for an evil person, sentenced to death by the magistrate to be bound and then hung? They too are helpless - or are we to turn them loose, arm them, and 'give them a fighting chance'? I think not. In our case, we are the magistrates. We MUST execute these people - helpless or not. They are guilty of murder and the sentence for murder has always been death. And now my request: Please do not ask me to violate my oath to this group or to this land by asking me to stay my hand. That puts me in a very compromising position. And this brings me to one last point that you need to wrestle with on your own. You made the same promises I made. If you were to have not killed these priests in the name of your fighting code you too will have violated your oaths. I am not accusing you for I too am not perfect, but before you are faced with this situation again I would recommend you decide how you will handle this. Otherwise it could hurt your - and the groups - chances of survival in the future. Something I know you would never willingly do."
K'Nara Wednesday March 20th, 2002 6:27:44 PM
K'Nara considers VERY carefully exactly what Figment has said.
"You're wrong." she counters in a firm voice. "You didn't listen to what I said, both at the time we had those prisoners in our power and just now, so I will remind you of what happened in both instances..."
(OOC: the following is exerpted directly from the Archives to clarify exactly what was said and done by whom and when at the time the Talons captured those Dark Lord clerics:)
Milo thinks for a moment and then looking up at Olana with a serious look on his face, "I'll just check those ropes," crouching behind each one of the unconscious priests, Milo seems to be praying in a whisper as he fiddles with something behind each of Marteaus' priest's backs, and then moves to the next, until he has attended to each priest.
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"Blindfold them as well." K'Nara ordered as the evil clerics were secured. "However, we won't kill them now that we've captured them. Wouldn't be right."
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The mage frowns and then gapes at K'Nara's pronouncement, completely disagreeing. Knowing her disposition, he decides to act instead of talk. He grimly pulls out his dagger and cuts their miserable throats without hesitation.
"I didn't hesitate or stop to think about anything until after I said we would not kill the priests...who were unconscious at the time as well." K'Nara reminded Figment. "And I also never accused you of killing them--but of intending to kill them while they were helpless. There is a slight difference between the two." The tall woman drew in a breath and expelled it before going on.
"You have points, Figment--you always do." Here K'Nara's lips twist slightly in a rather self-deprecating way. "You are the master of debate. All I have to fall back on is what is Good--in the sense of 'that which is NOT evil.' I still think it is Evil to WANT to kill helpless people, regardless of the morality of those people...and I do NOT regard the Talons' forced servitude to Parnoth as entitling any of us to be judge, jury or--especially--executioner. It would make the Talons as bad as the Green One's other agents--like the Obsidian, for instance. Remember them, Figment? Remember how they, too, were clearly authorized by Parnoth to get rid of those he deemed 'enemies of the Emerald Kingdom'? What's the difference between the Obsidian slaughtering elves in the Culverwood and us slitting the throats of unconscious and bound-up clerics for that would-be god? Tell me that if you can!"
Brother Bertram Wednesday March 20th, 2002 8:30:11 PM
Bertram listens to the exchange between Figment and K'nara as Lian shares his thoughts on Falin. Patting Lian on the shoulder, Bertram whispers to him. "It was convenient, and worth keeping an eye on but he seems innocent enough, but we shall be alert. Now excuse me for a moment. Rising wearily Bertram addresses K'nara and Figment. "I think I heard all of those excuses for killing just after the Dark Lord overthrew Domi, Friend Figment. Perhaps next you will be kind enough to let us know who you deem to be evil and who is okay to keep alive? Who knows? The Dark Lord might still be hiring if you continue with these views. While it may be expedient and much, much easier for us to kill captured prisoners, mercy and compassion are the things that separate us from the Dark Ones and I will have nothing do with such practices. I admire your spirit Friend Figment but you need a change in the way you view the rest of the world. I pray you see this error before it is too late. Now enough of tired old Dwarf's rambling. I have said enough to last a lifetime. I am going for a walk." Bertram curiously drops his axe on the ground and turns away from the group and starts treading away from the group, head down, and heart heavy.
Figment Thursday March 21st, 2002 12:16:29 AM
The mage pauses and listens carefully to K'nara's and Bertram's words. He then says quietly "The Heart of the True Woldian God is Black and will soon eclipse the Light.... These people have declaired war on good. They have pledged alegiance to the one who killed Domi. They round up and then torture and murder the citizens of the land we swore to protect. And by the way, we took our oath to the government that took power AFTER Parnoth left. We are not the lizards' lackeys. Far from it. Remember the ones who asked us to mediate the Hands of Love? It is them we work for - and as far as I can see they are the true government of this state - if the priests you think I should show mercy to haven't killed them already. I did not say I enjoyed killing or WANTED to kill helpless people. I said I was OBLIGATED to kill the ones who have declared themselves enemies of the state. I imagine that the Obsidian Order would be on their hit list too for the reasons you so clearly state. You have never seen me kill anyone in cold blood before - or intend to - until after the war started. Please understand I am speaking of an isolated time in an isolated instance. In most any other situation I agree with you completely. And Bertram, my compassion is for those we are to protect. I do not see how showing mercy to an evil cleric who is rounding up citizens and killing them - and as a result of that mercy they are allowed to go free and continue to kill - is an act of good. It is an act of evil I say, and the blood of all they kill after you let them go is on your hands! The three priests in question were evil. Their intent was clear - as was our duty. Look around you. These people would be dead and many like them are about to be if we do not do something.". After a moment the mage concludes his thoughts "K'Nara, I will follow your orders as I always have, and I will refrain from taking such an extreme action in the future - provided it does not endanger the lives of the innocent. That is as far as I can go. I pray it far enough... And Bertram, your words are as welcome to me as any. Please offer them any time you want.".
During the rehash of events (i.e. archive quotes), the mage relizes something about the fate of the 3 priests, but he keeps it to himself - for now.
When the conversation turns to the current threats, the mage offers "I think our first order of business should be to destroy the Temple, free the captives, and erradicate the clerics from the area. Then we can see to preparing for the marching army. At least, that's what I think we should do. Falin, this is the Dark Lord's army that is coming. We knew of them before we left for Titania. And with Valdor's plea, it looks like we need to raise a force if we can and oppose them.".
Olana Thursday March 21st, 2002 12:58:17 AM
"Figment,"says the elf quietly with fear in her eyes. "I don't want to go against what Valdor said, but if that army arrives while we're still here then we're dead. We'll never survive. I don't want to die needlessly, not if I can help it. Not while there's a chance to do something purposeful. "It might sound silly, but dreams mean a lot to me. I saw The Chosen One, and an orange blade. Mop said there was something Parnoth hid - something Marteus was perhaps afraid of. Perhaps there's a connection. What if we could find it? What if we could wield it - and cause some real damage?" Aware that she was possibly speaking out of turn, and that maybe none of the others had dreamed anything like that. She stopped and blushed. Instead she walked over to Mop and started to shake him. "Where is it? Come on, This is your life too. What did Parnoth hide, and where is it?"
Lian d20+4=7 Thursday March 21st, 2002 1:22:23 AM
"Friend Figment, I do not think comparing sick animals to the clerics are the same thing. A rabid dog may be cared for and healed eventually, these clerics are just sick and need to be healed. So we have to send them to meet THEIR Black God so they can be'healed'. By killing them in battle, they are not defenseless so..." The young elf trails off as he watchs Bertram drop his axe and wonder off. "... excuse for one moment Friends!" Lian picks up Bertrams axe, stumbling slightly realizing that it's quite a bit heavier than it looks. "Bertram!" He wonders behind Bertram, catching up and returning his axe. "Friend Bertram, where are you headed. Not off to that temple I hope!?" OOC:Sensing Motive and body why might Bertram be wandering off without his prized axe? Check of 7, darn it.
Milo Thursday March 21st, 2002 2:57:14 AM
Milo is strangely quiet during K'nara's and Figment's debate. He offers neither side the assistance of his thoughts or council, and is attentive all the same. However, when Olana speaks, he replies, "I agree, perhaps there is a weapon worth wielding there. Let us consider the facts my friends. There is an army not two days from here. We have struck our blow against this temple, though I do not want to be caught in an attempt to do so again when reinforcements arrive. We caught them by surprise once, now they'll be on their guard. Let them guard, I say, while we seek out this weapon or whatever it is, and put it to use." That said, Milo resumes his silence, an odd look of seriousness coming over the halfling.
K'Nara Thursday March 21st, 2002 6:33:21 AM
"I'm not going to debate what you, personally, consider to be evil." K'Nara responded to Figment. "Such things are always up to the individual, anyhow. Now that you've said that you WILL follow orders, I will be...content with that." The human bladesinger turned to Bertram and Lian.
"Thank you for your support." she said sincerely. "I appreciate it." K'Nara then concentrated on the rest of what was happening.
"Olana is right," the cauled female fighter said with a nod, "Mop--what information have you of this...item that may help us against the Dark Lord?"
Lian Thursday March 21st, 2002 8:13:35 AM
OOC: Bertram, if you like, we can chat outside posting in email about why your wandering. :)
Figment Thursday March 21st, 2002 9:49:03 AM
"As far as slowing down the army and hurting the temple goes: You seem to forget we have a Heirophant Druid with us, whose forest is being trampled by an army. He by himself would be most effective in hurting them severely and slowing them down. And he has a vested interest to do so - though I would not be so bold as to plan Mohannin's actions for him as he's perfectly capable of doing it himself! Also, I agree we should explore this dream and it's logical conclusion. But we SWORE to protect those who are being rounded up - and we have resources with us. If we can get in the temple and destroy them - and free those taken - maybe we can round up everyone and get them away from the city as we head for the towers? It is clearly a death sentence if we leave them in the temple. And think how the army would be demoralized if they showed up and their temple is destroyed? We have 2 days to get out. Surely we can take those innicents with us - or at least set them on their way and give them a fighting chance. What do you think Mohannin? Mop? Can we do something or must we pull out and leave them to die?".
Falin Thursday March 21st, 2002 10:00:33 AM
After listening to all of the conversation going around Falin walks to what he belives is the center of everyone and offers his opinion," Thank you Figment for letting me know about the Dark Lords army, it has made my choice clear. I can not stand by and watch those people being taken into the temple to be tortured. To face the fate I was now just moments from myself and to face the same anguish I felt many years ago. If we have two days to get in and save those people then I say we have all the time in the world. We can procede down through the passage again and into the torture room. We destroy the temple from the inside out and we rush the townspeople back out through the passage towards safety as Figment has mentioned." After speaking Falin looks with eyes full of determination. He looks to go whether or not the group does.
Brother Bertram Thursday March 21st, 2002 3:20:06 PM
Bertram listens to Figment and K'nara reply as he walks away but says nothing, and continues walking. As Lian approaches he smiles wearily, "Well I never thought I would still be preaching Friend Lian" His banter is light but there is no humor in his words and then he realizes that Lian is struggling, holding his axe. "I will take that from you. We should each bear our own burdens after all." I thank you for your friendship, Lian, I am blessed by the friends I have met here. I am torn. I feel I need to remain and save these poor defenseless souls, but yet what good is it to save a few and lose the world? My heart is heavy."
Lian Thursday March 21st, 2002 7:20:00 PM
The young elf sits down on a nearby stone and replys to his friends woes. "Friend Bertram, I thank you for taking that from me, it is quite heavy, apparently like that burden you carry. I also have a burden, Friend Bertram. I was taught that combat or war was the final act of desperate men, which Hei Tu Zxioung said, was generally caused for one of two reasons. First, and the most common reason, is pride. Pride of ones acts, property, or beliefs. Second, and most foolish, is revenge. The Avenger has hate clouding judgement, so his Voice of Reason is rarely heard. This can get him or her killed, or what is worse, can get loved ones killed." "I watch the entire group of Talons bicker among themselves about their personal beliefs and morals, ethics, what-have-you. And they seem to be missing the point. K'nara is dealing with Figs insistance to do what HE may to win the war in the name of the Wold. Milo, well Milo is Milo and we have to give him some leaway, he is quite dangerous. It is always the quiet, excitable ones that worry me. I was quiet. But I am straying... the point is, I like to think there is a balance in this group, but currently no one is playing with a level head. I understand your Domi has departed and I believe that is quite sad, but do not allow your revenge or hatred for these poor clerics and Marteous to cloud your judgement. Evil is a disease that needs a cure. You know what we must do and how to proceed, Valdor said 50. I say we can do better." "Domi's faithful all have wounds, even you. I know this, close that wound Bertram. Lighten your heart Friend Bertram, what would Domi have told you to do in the case of the defenseless souls. Domi is alive only as long you breathe and your heart beats! His word still echoes." The young elf takes a deep breath after his most winded speech ever. Then he waits for a glimmer of hope in his dwarven friends face. "Besides, I think it will be quite a tale to tell when I get home, how I saved the Wold single handedly with NO help from that grumpy old dwarf! Niunon and Kilfrow will have a roll over that!" The elf turns from Bertram laughing, "Oh yes, a true laugh from that!" Lian hopes that Bertram will come around. "Though, I am not one to take all the credit, I could give some to that Mop character." Long pause from Lian.
"A fire starts with but a spark! Be that spark, please Bertram, I can not do this without you."
Under his breath and to himself, Lian mutters, "This war is the most challenging of challenges, this should be great."
Ingrge Thursday March 21st, 2002 10:21:03 PM
Staying out of the discussion between K'nara and Figment, Ingrge watches just shaking his head. After they finished and the group's conversation turns toward what they should do next, Ingrge continues his head shaking. Finally taking a moment to speak, he does so alost to himself. "I expect that Marteus and his followers would be laughing at us right now arguing and debating the finer points of evil and what we should do next. It is obvious, at least it is to me, that he doesn't care about the lives of any people let alone his own. He seems to feed off of death and pain, no matter hose it is. I would rather not willingly or easily give up any of our lives. I don't think that we can effecetively do more than be a very minor delay of the inevitable if we stay here and fight from here. I believe that our best chance lies in finding this "Mysterious" thing that Parnoth has hidden. This is my feeling even though those I call my people fall before marteus' army. I would try to find ultimate victory than a meaningless one, IF we could manage a miricle."
"Having said this, I will make my stand as our leader sees fit."
Mohannin and Mop Thursday March 21st, 2002 10:35:31 PM
Mop stirs not much from where he set himself up upon arrival. He seems to particularly staying far away from the Time members. When asked about the thing that Parnoth had hidden, he is as forthcoming as you have ever known him to be. "I truly do not know what it is that he hid or why he didn't wield it himself. I got the feeling that parnoth fears it almost as much as The Dark Lord does. I do know that what ever it was was create by the elves more than a millenium ago."
Mohannin spends most of his time with the injured, helping them as he can. As the Talons start their next move discussions, he listens saying nothing until he is asked.
"Yes there is much that I have a vested interest in, Including this battle. My place and perhaps my part will be best played out if I join with the remaining Dragons and add my efforts to theirs.
As for what you should do? I can't say. You have options in front of you. I will say that I agree with your elf there, that the ultimate goal for all of us is the Final Victory. What part any of us plays in that, can not be forseen. You do in fact have a member within your circle who is fairly skilled at scrying and forseeing. I also know that he is wary of using these skills lightly. He looks pointedly at Ingrge, who has not looked up since he spoke last.
K'Nara Friday March 22nd, 2002 6:47:22 AM
"If you know anything else about whatever this elven artifact is, Mop--like, say...where to start looking for it, then please tell us so." K'Nara said in a voice that was commanding rather than pleading. Then she turned to Ingrge.
"Being an elf--maybe your ability to scry can help us out in finding this thing, too." the chestnut-maned woman said, then rubbed her chin. "What will you need to do this, Ingrge..?"
Lian Friday March 22nd, 2002 6:48:05 AM
"What say you Friend Bertram?"
Brother Bertram Friday March 22nd, 2002 6:04:43 PM
Bertram listens to Lian, torn between a deep aching for release from the pain he feels over the loss of the lives of innocents, and somewhat amused by this lad's desire to cheer him. Lians final query wakes him from his revery. "I am with you to the end of course Friend Lian. I just pray the group moves on this strange vision and it somehow helps. I wish...I just wish that I was sure they could secure this artifact themselves so that I may be permitted to stay and help the townsfolks. I am torn in this." Bertram smiles, "But either way you are my friend Lian and I thank you for your concern. Besides we cant have your friends thinking I am a grumpy old dwarf now can we" Bertram pushes himself to his feet. "Lets go see what our friends have decided."
Lian Friday March 22nd, 2002 7:03:02 PM
"Before we head back, can you answer two questions for me? First, were you actually going to leave us Bertram, to protect the town? It is not bad, just unexpected. Second, would you follow anyone other than K'nara? Personally, I would not, perhaps you or Ingrge, maybe Milo." Lian pauses shortly. "I expect that Figment may be questioning K'nara's leadership, I am concerned."
Brother Bertram Friday March 22nd, 2002 8:47:41 PM
"You over or rather underestimate me Friend Lian. I had no intention of leaving but I just wanted some time to think. As to the leadership of the group it means little to me as long as the group's goals coincide with mine. I feel strongly we should get our hands on this artifact, but I also feel that I should help the town in some way. I know not where this shall lead me."
Olana Friday March 22nd, 2002 8:57:08 PM
Olana looks a little dejected. "We'll die for sure if we stay here...."
Falin Friday March 22nd, 2002 9:01:24 PM
Falin replies to Olana,"We only die if we stay for two days."
Falin Friday March 22nd, 2002 9:05:30 PM
Falin continues, "I do not feel we need to stay to fight an army. That would be suicide and meet no end that anyone is trying to accomplish. I am merely stating we take one day to rescue as many people as possible and then we make for the artifact most urgently."
Lian Saturday March 23rd, 2002 3:06:43 AM
"Bertram, I think we need to return to the group and tell them we intend to stay and help the town." Lian slaps Bertram on the shoulder and heads off toward the party. While wander off ahead of his dwarven friend, Lian talks to himself. "I hope everyone agrees to help."
Brother Bertram Saturday March 23rd, 2002 7:20:58 AM
Bertram scratches his head as Lian walks away, "We did? LIan my friend it is not that easy. I cannot decide in a second on my course in this."
Olana Saturday March 23rd, 2002 5:55:19 PM
"But don't you realise?" says the elf. "If we stay any longer - that means that the army will be right behind us all the way. They won't stop here, you know! They'll just kill and come marching on! We'll spend the entire time evading them. If we leave now, it gives us some breathing space at least. I mean who knows what will happen once we start our search? "There could be enemies to the north too. "To linger is madness. I want to help these people as much as anyone else does, believe me - but no matter how we try, we cannot save them all. People are dying right now. Elves from my tribe are probably dying right now - while we're stood here discussing it. "We HAVE to keep moving!"
This somewhat uncharacteristic speech has turned her cheeks rosy.
Falin Saturday March 23rd, 2002 6:37:03 PM
Falin speaks thru tight lips, " I would be willing to either have the enemy licking at my heels for a short time until we get ahead of them or to hide in these areas the Tines have in the city and let the army march over us while we hide than to get up every morning knowing that I let an entire town be slaughtered and didn't try to save just one person." He walks off to cool down after his display of emotion.
Olana Saturday March 23rd, 2002 10:12:42 PM
Olana let out a sigh. Male elves were so stubborn - noble,heroic, but stubborn. She reckoned Ingrge and Lian would be no different.
That which was being suggested was a brave thing. If they could pull it off... but any slight delay and they'd be overrun. And if that happened, then all they had accomplished, all they could hope to do in this terrible war, would all be trodden in the mud and forgotten.
Lian Sunday March 24th, 2002 4:45:21 AM
"Bertram, I thought you HAD decided to help? I misunderstood my friend. What do you wish to do? Do not answer now, it is a difficult decision. I for one will agree with whatever K'nara has decided to do." Lian continues back with the dwarf. "I wonder what the rest of the group wants to do?"
Brother Bertram Sunday March 24th, 2002 8:46:40 AM
"Probably kill each other," Bertram answers wryly.
Figment Sunday March 24th, 2002 8:36:44 PM
The mage persists with Mohannin. "I know you have your own agenda, but I ask you: Would you be willing to run interference on the army so as to delay them for a few hours or days? That would prevent us from being caught by them. We can use the time to rescue the innocents, destroy the temple, and get everyone who will out of the city. In the time after this, I will attempt to assist Ingrge to try and determine any clues about this ancient elven item. Information, location, possession, etc.".
Figment, cont. Sunday March 24th, 2002 8:37:51 PM
The mage privately decides to drop the evil issue seeing there si no way he will be able to change the warrior woman's opinion.
K'Nara Monday March 25th, 2002 7:00:25 AM
As though for the first time, K'Nara's eyes turned to Falin.
"I forgot to thank you for helping my party out of the temple...Falin, is it..?" she asked, holding out a hand to shake the newcomer's. "Thank you. And, the Talons will not abandon people to their fate--the Emerald Kingdom still has its army available for defense, so the Dark Lord's hoarde won't find Emerald City easy pickin's...besides, there's always those contingency monsters that Parnoth's hidden around the city, too, right, Mop? Those beasties ought to be able to keep Marteau's army busy for a bit.
"Unfortunately, though, Olana is correct--we are a small band within the larger Tines network...and--since the Dark Lord has his evil eye the entire Wold and not just Emerald City, or even just the Emerald Kingdom, then we have to take the long view. We have to go find out more about this elven artifact so that we may recover it and use it against this would-be god." Once more K'Nara pinned Ingrge with her frank hazel regard.
"What do you require to help us find this elven artifact, Ingrge?"
Falin Monday March 25th, 2002 8:44:20 AM
Falin shakes K'Nara's hand with a slightly disappointed look in his eyes. He says, "Though I do not agree with your descision fate has thrown us together for some reason. I will accompany you until fate deems it nessisary to seperate us. I will help you find this elven artifact." Falin walk's to his belongings and starts to get his things ready for travel.
Milo Monday March 25th, 2002 9:50:17 AM
Milo's seriousness breaks for a moment into a smile, "Olana, we'll need that heroic energy before long. In the mean time however, more pragmatic measures are called for. I, for one, would like to stay out of the Dark Lord's direct view for as long as possible. Perhaps give us a chance to gack the old boy from behind, while he isn't looking." Milo's eyebrow arches as the halfling stands and quickly goes about the task of reorganizing his personal belongings in his pack so that he is ready for a hasty departure, when the group is ready to leave.
Ingrge Monday March 25th, 2002 8:16:28 PM
Sighing and giving Mohannin a look that could curdle the freshest of milk, Ingrge turns to K'nara. Glaring back at the druid for a moment he speaks. "What I can do and what I can't remain to be seen. What I need, I have except for solitude and nightfall. What good it will do, or what I shall be able to see, or find out, I can not say as the power is inconsistant and oft times fickle." The thing to remember is that Mareus's army may be two days away but it is probably at least a half day from hear to the tower. So, looking back to K'nara, If you want me to try, it must be at deep night."
Mohannin Monday March 25th, 2002 8:23:39 PM
Shaking his head and chuckling as Ingrge glares at him, Mohannin turns to Figment. There is much I can do and much I can't. There is also that which I am not allowed to do. While you slept I did much that I can not say. As to stopping an army? A normal one perhaps. But this army is hardly a normal one. I might be able to delay it a bit, but what is to say what might befall elsewhere due to my interference here? I feel, I am called to aid the dragons and that must be my priority. If I can aid you as well in some way I will, but if it comes to a choice...
MOP Monday March 25th, 2002 9:00:37 PM
Yes well, I don't really know anything else about what his highness hid in Saryd's Tower. I only know that it is very well protected, by the tower itself as well as by what is in the tower. I wouldn't put aside those old wives tales. That tower was created by the elves for the purpose of defending their city and its people, and it doesn't seem to like intruders very much.
Olana d20+2=21 Tuesday March 26th, 2002 12:24:05 AM
Taking her cue from Milo, Olana begins to check her traveling gear, too. Her mind is on two things... - Racking her brains to remember (if anything) known elven defenses that would likely be used in a Tower's defense. ((INT check 21 )) and... - Wondering what it would take for her to get Mop to spill the beans - she was convinced he knew more than he was letting on.
Lian Tuesday March 26th, 2002 1:56:50 AM
Lian walks on til he reaches the group.
Milo Tuesday March 26th, 2002 3:13:13 AM
Finished with his pack, Milo's smile is quite broad as he approaches Mop, "Well, old boy, they didn't create the silly tower to protect their city from halflings... or more to the point, me." With that, Milo produces a long thin wire from Alemi-knows-where and examines it for its straightness, before making it disappear, "We'll see how impregnable it is." Milo chuckles, turns, and winks at K'nara. "Somebody said to me once... Milo Thistledown, you're nothing but a common thief. Well, I'll say that isn't true... I am an extraordinary thief." The halfling seems somewhat smug as he stands there with a silly grin, and arms crossed.
K'Nara Tuesday March 26th, 2002 12:07:01 PM
"Well...I guess we'll just have to beat the army to that tower, then," K'Nara said, frowning thoughtfully, "Let's go, Talons--and, Mop...you'd probably do best by Emerald City if you could get Parnoth to loose some of his legendary 'secreted beasties' on that advancing army--it'll help buy the citizens time to evacuate."
Flueterflam Tuesday March 26th, 2002 7:29:35 PM
The bard follows K'Nara's order and heads out with the Talons. He seems to be in a surprisingly good mood for the odds facing the group.
Brother Bertram Tuesday March 26th, 2002 10:42:33 PM
Bertram hears the order to travel and cringes as he prepares. His whispered prayers go up to a god that is no longer there for the many innocent souls he was about to abandon.
Lian Tuesday March 26th, 2002 11:04:11 PM
Having made it back to the group, Lian sees Milo fixing his pack and rushes to do the same to his. Finishing the pack, lightly packed, most of what he owns is still in the saddlebags on Merlot. Hearing the comment Milo makes about being a 'common thief', Lian is taken aback, an almost shocked look on young elven features. "Milo, your a thief?" The elf looks almost worried. "Thieves go to prison Milo, you know that right?!" Lian then smiles, betraying his look of shock. "Your a professional........troubleshooter! Is that not right Friend Milo?" Turning then to collect up his pack.
Falin Wednesday March 27th, 2002 8:55:29 AM
Falin places his pack on his back and says, "May fate shine on us this day so that we may be able to return to the city with this artifact to save some townsfolk." With that he begins walking...
Milo Wednesday March 27th, 2002 11:17:59 AM
Milo chuckles at Lian's reaction, "Don't get excited friend... I only steal from the evil... and as for jail... stupid thieves that get caught go to prison... Trust me... we've all done our fair share of pilfering... some put a happy face on it and call it looting... or taking tribute from a vanquished foe... all in all it is the same thing... I just don't necessarily need to kill someone to take their stuff. So... Parnoth put this... whatever it is in a tower... if it'll help in the war against Marteaus than we take it and use it." Milo's countenance becomes serious, "Besides being a thief, I'm still a devout cleric of Alemi, and I do his bidding first." Milo's glance slides sideways to K'nara, "If that means I steal from Parnoth... that is peachy by me."
Ingrge Thursday March 28th, 2002 6:30:52 PM
Shaking his head, Ingrge packs his things on Moon Shadow and gets ready to move out with the others. "When we stop for the evening I will set up for a seeing, and then I guess we will see what we see.
DM Kent #1 d20+4=11 #2 d20+4=11 #3 d20+4=19 d20+4=19 #4 d20+8=13 #5 d20+6=20 d20+6=23 #6 d20+6=19 d20+6=7 d8+4=7 d8+4=9 d8+6=9 d8+6=12 d8+6=9 Thursday March 28th, 2002 6:54:49 PM
It is nearly midday when the Talons get moving and head toward the gates, to go to the Tower of Saryd.
Someone obviously decided to try and make a bit of money and collect on the reward for the Talons. For as they come around a corner a group of Priests is waiting on them, directly on their path. Off to the side you see several vaguely familiar figures watching from out of the way.
As the 6 priest/fighters see you, they attack.
#1 attacks Ingrge and misses. #2 goes after Bertram with a gusto but also misses. #3 slaps K'narra with a sword blow that rivals one of her best( crit threat 19 crit hit 19 for 16 points). #4 misses Olanna by a hand's width. #5 steps up to Fluet and taking a mighty swing cuts into the bard with a vengence (crit threat 20, crit hit 23 for 13 points). #6 lays into figment with his sword and cuts him badly as well (crit threat 19, no crit hit. 9 points).
Brother Bertram d20+6=24 d10+5=11 Thursday March 28th, 2002 10:02:41 PM
Bertram grins as the priest's attack misses and moves forward with a roar swinging the axe with a vengeance as he advances. As he feels the axe connect solidly he lets out a battle cry, "For Domi!"
(OOC Damage 11)
Milo d20+8=21 d20+8=21 4d6(3+6+2+1)+1=13 4d6(5+5+2+1)+1=14 Thursday March 28th, 2002 10:17:38 PM
Milo's short sword practically leaps out of its sheath as the halfling steps in line to flank the cleric Bertram attacked. Milo moves his short sword of speed in a blur of motion striking at the man's vitals.(AC increases to 22 due to Mobility and Dodge, in case I invite an attack of opportunity. I hit AC 21 twice for a total of 27 hps of damage.)
Olana d20+9=26 d20+7=25 d10=2 d8=1 Thursday March 28th, 2002 10:50:52 PM
"Oooooh!" exclaims the elf, sounding rather annoyed. Getting down to business she pulls both longswords and counterattacks. Her blows are light however, and so she concentrates on getting a better footing.
Figment d20+6=24 d4+1=2 d4+1=2 d4+1=2 d4+1=4 Thursday March 28th, 2002 10:56:16 PM
The mage snaps off a magic missile straight down on the head of the priest near him. 4 firey balls blast him square in the head (assuming Figment is riding Jux, 10 DMG)). He attempts a glance at the "familiar faces" to see who they are (Int DC 24) as he spurs his mount to get out of range of his attacker and keeps him from closing as he prepares to cast again. "You guys just never learn do you? I like that...". He adds with a menacing voice.
K'Nara d20+8=26 d20+8=13 d6+3=7 d6+3=5 Friday March 29th, 2002 9:01:59 AM
The tall human fighter reeled from the sudden visciousness of the blow, but countered with her own, using the scimitar that was Lucia's replacement while the bastard sword was still out of commission. (OOC: hits AC26 [crit hit] for 7hp damage; crit hit attempt hits AC13 for 5hp damage.)
Falin d20+13=33 d20+13=25 d20+13=28 d20=15 d8+2=4 d8+2=7 d8+2=10 Friday March 29th, 2002 10:11:26 AM
Falin draws his bow and fires three times into the priest that attacked Figment with a sickening "Thwack, Thwack, Thwack"
(OCC: AC's 33,25, and 28 there was no crit dmg on the first attack. DMG respectively 4,7, and 10)
Flueterflam Sunday March 31st, 2002 4:58:25 PM
The bard's mood suddenly sours. He jumps back after a harsh injury. Still bleeding, he distances himself and unsheathes his +2 short sword. Fluet tries to catch his breath, and prepares to attack.
Lian d20+8=26 d20-1=17 d8-1=3 Monday April 1st, 2002 1:54:32 AM
Lian watches Bertram and Milo take on the sorry cleric between them. Surely he'll die quickly, which is a good thing. So, the young elf, with all haste, moves to flank with K'nara. Moving only the way Lian can, the young elf moves quickly to assist the leader of the Talons, not that she needs it. Taking a single attack (Stunning Attack (DC 16 Fort) or be stunned, Dodging and Defensive for AC 22. Hitting AC 26 for 3 DMG and make fort (DC16), if failed, stunned for 1 round losing dex to AC and attackers gaining +2 to hit for that round.
OOC:Disregard the 1d20-1 roll 17, I forgot to change the die types to d8 before rolling.
Assistant DM Jan d20+4=6 d20+4=22 d20+4=24 d20+4=18 d20+4=6 d20+4=5 d8+6=10 d8+6=8 d8+6=7 d20+4=9 Wednesday April 3rd, 2002 11:50:19 AM
The Talons fight back with a vengeance. Cleric 2 staggers back after some rather nasty blows coming from the dwarf and the halfling. K'Nara and Lian get into a deadly dance with Cleric 3, who begins to wonder if he has bitten off more than he can chew. Cleric 4 is nicked by Olana's blades, but smiles - thinking he has an easy target here. Cleric 6's hair sets on fire, courtesy of Figment and if that isn't all, he's further stopped in his tracks by Falin's arrows thudding into his back. But he's not down yet, and starts to laugh crazily. Cleric 5 positively grins as the bard prepares to fight. Cleric 1 cries out - "Death to these rebel savages!"
Spurred on, the holy avengers attack -
Cleric 1 makes another swipe at Ingrge and misses. Cleric 2 whirls around, enraged at the savage response of Milo and Bertram, and goes for Milo (AC22 - 10 DAM) Cleric 3 sweeps back with his blade as Lian steps in alongside K'Nara, slicing the elf (AC24 Crit but no crit damage - DAM 8) Cleric 4 moves in on Olana confidently, slashing with his blade (AC18 -DAM 7) Cleric 5 attacks Fluet once more, although this time the bard manages to evade the weapon. Cleric 6 swings his blade wildly and savagely, but his injuries appear to be hampering him, and he misses Figment by a mile.
((Check your AC's folks - I don't have the up to date character sheets as yet))
Figment Wednesday April 3rd, 2002 11:58:53 AM
Clearing the Cleric (I'm assuming the cleric didn't attempt to reclose with Figment after he broke away riding Jux). The mage decides to go after the group who apparently turned them in. He casts a Stinking Cloud right in the middle of them in an effort to incapacitate at least some of them. "Maybe you should choose your allies more carefully fools!" he bellows in a menacing voice. He makes sure that the pesky cleric is unable to close the gap so as to get another attack on him. (Shouldn't be too hard since he's mounted). He prepares to cast yet again.
Lian d20+6=25 d20+6=25 d8-1=0 d8-1=0 Wednesday April 3rd, 2002 6:01:00 PM
The young elf barely notices the stream of blood from his shoulder and continues the assault with K'nara. Lian adjusts his position, placing himself adjacent to K'nara with the C3 in between them. Lians AC versus C3 is 19, 18 without Dodge. Lian lets loose with lightning speed, Flurry of Blows and Stunning Attack (both blows) (+6 unarmed, -2 per flurry, +2 Flanking = +6/+6),(both are Stunning Attacks, fort DC 16 or be stunned for a round), doing 2 points of DMG from BOTH strikes (thank goodness you can never do less than a single point of damage). Lian is noticably disappointed by the volley he let loose on the cleric, his face shows self doubt, but then tries to recover his dignity.
"Cleric of the Dark Lord!" He says condasendingly. "Obviously your 'dark' god has NO love for you to send you to your deaths. Some faith you have there!" The young elf says smuggly and smirks.
Brother Bertram d20+6=19 d10+5=11 Wednesday April 3rd, 2002 9:34:21 PM
Bertram continues his attacks laying about as he can, intent on doing what he can to stop this madness.
(OOC 11 Damage)
K'Nara d20+8=25 d6+3=4 Thursday April 4th, 2002 8:22:08 AM
K'Nara said nothing, only struck at the cleric who'd attacked her. (OOC: hits AC25 for 4hp damage)
Falin d20+13=27 d20+13=14 d20+8=19 d8+2=3 d8+2=6 d8+2=5 Thursday April 4th, 2002 9:37:49 AM
Falin quickly lets loose with another barage of arrows with lightning quick reflexes and the hand of a seasoned vetaren. (OCC: AC's 27,14,19 with DMG of 3,6,5 respectively on C6.)
Milo d20+8=25 d20+8=21 4d6(5+2+4+5)+1=17 4d6(2+1+2+6)+1=12 Thursday April 4th, 2002 10:10:45 AM
Maintaining his flanking position, Milo lashes out agaist the cleric. (OOC: Milo hits AC 25 and AC 21 for a total of 29 hps damage. If Bertram dropped this cleric, then Milo moves over with this attack, flanking Olana's opponent.)
Flueterflam d20+5=18 d6=6 Thursday April 4th, 2002 11:43:37 AM
The bard takes a harsh stance against the cleric attacking him. He attempts to stab the cleric and end both their problems. (OOC: hit AC18 for 6 hps)
Ingrge d20+9=23 3d6(4+5+6)=15 Thursday April 4th, 2002 12:34:28 PM
Coming out of his reverie, as a weapon breezes by him for the second time, Ingrge almost casually reaches down and touches his opponent on the head. (Vampiric Touch: 15 points damage, no save)
DM Kent #2 d20+6=24 #3 d20+6=14 #4 d20+4=16 #5 d20+4=12 #6 d20+8=14 d8+5=610 d8+3=11 d20+6=18 d20+6=18 Thursday April 4th, 2002 9:22:48 PM
After the continued attacks of Bertram and Milo C1 falls to the ground, literally a bloody mess.
Figment's spell goes off enshrouding the targets he recognizes as being refuges that were being sheltered by the Tines in the hidden santuary.
Lian's blows while not as effective as he would have liked still did connect for some damage. His opponent however is not stunned, but rather calls back to the elf. "Our God gains strength from evey death and even more by the death of one who is devout. Gladly I will die for him."
K'nara's attack bites into the body of Lian's taunter and he once again laughs.
Falin watches with glee as two more of his arrows find their mark.
Flueterflam finally attacks his opponent and manages to connect solidly only to be startled as the cleric looks him in the eye, laughs and asks Fluet if he is ready to see the new God of the Wold.
Ingrge's opponent finally gets things together after feeling a chill seep through him and connects with a crushing blow (AC 24,10 points).
K'narra's opponent swings and misses as he can't decide whom to attack.
Olanna's opponent once again grins as he now knows he is faced with a peach of an opponent and strikes her (AC 16 for 11 points).
#5 swings once again at Fluet and once again finds it difficult to lay a weapon on the wily bard.
The pin cushioned #6 decides enough is enough and charges Falin, and while he closes with the young elf, fails to hit him with anything but a few puffs of air.
Lian d20+4=18 d20+4=22 d8-1=5 d8-1=1 Thursday April 4th, 2002 11:47:09 PM
Lian speaks to the misguided cleric once again, the young elf raises his eyebrow. "So I suppose you will now say we are helping your 'god' gain power. That is TRUELY the stupidest thing you could say!" The young elf begins to laugh at the cleric. "What your 'god' seems to gain power from are his silly little clerics here on the Wold. Wiether you dead or alive, I do not think it will matter to him. Besides, who is going to teach his stupid teachings to the young when your ALL DEAD, stupid cleric." Lian then loses the smile and begins to get REAL upset.
Lian then attempts to lay into the cleric. Flurry of Blows, AC 18 and 22, total of 5 and 1 points to the cleric. Lian's AC is 19 versus the cleric (Dodging).
Olana d20+9=25 d20+7=26 d10=10 d8=8 Friday April 5th, 2002 1:08:02 AM
The elf winces as the cleric's blade hits home, but this time, sure of her position and stance, she hits back resolutely, slicing left and right with both blades. (Dam 18) Her cool, blue eyes issue a strong challenge to her attacker.
Milo d20+10=17 d20+8=12 d20+8=25 d20+8=21 4d6(5+4+4+3)+1=17 4d6(5+3+3+2)+1=14 Friday April 5th, 2002 1:45:40 AM
Milo shouts to Bertram as he begins to move, "You give Flueterflam a hand with his, I'll help Olana." Milo somersaults into a flanking position, opposite Olana, and sets his blade in motion, letting the magic take over as he slices into the cleric. (OOC: I'm sure AC 12 is a miss, so I spent a hero point for a reroll and hit ACs 25 and then 21 for a total of 31 hps of damage.)
K'Nara d20+8=27 d20+8=23 d6+3=4 d6+3=8 Friday April 5th, 2002 7:45:55 AM
"Then I suppose we should all be commended for adding to the Dork Lord's power base!!!" roared K'Nara as her anger at her and Lian's opponent's comment seemed to lend her more strength than usual. (OOC: AC27 for 4hp--possible crit hit AC23 for 8hp more damage.)
Falin d20+13=19 d20+13=23 d20+8=22 d8+2=5 d8+2=6 d8+2=4 Friday April 5th, 2002 8:34:23 AM
Falin lets loose with one more volley of arrows as the cleric misses him. (OCC: AC's 19,23,22 and DMG 5,6,4 respectively to C6)
Figment d4+1=5 d4+1=3 d4+1=4 d4+1=3 Friday April 5th, 2002 8:58:35 AM
The mage lets loose with another volley of magic missles, splitting the missiles between 2 opponents. He targets the one attacking Falin first. If he has fallen already he blasts the one on Olana. The one on Ingrge is his next target. (5+3=8,4+3=7 DMG - gave the order since I don't know how much any one has left. Split between the first 2 living in the list).
Brother Bertram d20+6=18 d10+5=13 Friday April 5th, 2002 4:11:08 PM
Hearing the boast of the cleric attacking Lian, Bertram moved to attack him while the cleric's attention was focused on Lian. Bertram enjoyed the sound of the clerics ribs breaking like rotting twigs as the axe crashed into his side. Bertram grinned at the injured cleric, "If your god gains strength from each devout death my friend, be of good cheer, we aim to please!"
Ingrge 3d4(4+3+4)+3=14 Friday April 5th, 2002 5:03:45 PM
Ingrge grimaces as he is struck by the hard blow, and then rips a spell out of his mouth and sends a trio of energy bolts ripping into his foe.(14 points)
DM Kent Friday April 5th, 2002 8:42:16 PM
Between Olanna, Milo and Figment, Olanna's opponent falls to the ground to never move again.
Ingrge's spell goes off without a hitch and the elf grins like he is starting to have some fun.
Falin's point blank arrows and Figment's missiles have the desired effect as the cleric is lifted off his feet as he is hit from both sides. he falls to the ground unmoving.
K'nara, bertram, and Lian all take chunks out of the cleric facing K'nara, and for a moment it seems as though he too will be overcome, when all of a sudden as the other two fall he, along with Ingrge's and Fluet's opponents all cry out as if in rapture and seem to glow for a moment. Then somehow they each seem to grow about 2 feet in height and with laughter only described as maniacal. Their wounds also seem to have been completely healed.
......
DM Kent #2 d20+6=20 d20+4=18 #3 d20+6=18 d20+4=18 #5 d20+6=26 d20+6=19 d20+4=9 2d8(8+2)+8=18 2d8(8+5)+8=21 2d8(4+6)+8=18 Friday April 5th, 2002 8:56:44 PM
Ingrge's Opponent has a crazy look in his face as he strikes twice quicly in succession hitting both times for 18 points.(AC 20 & AC 18)
K'narra's opponent laughs and then sneers at her as he strikes out at Bertram hitting twice AC 18 & AC18 for 21 points.
Fluet's opponent also continues the laughter and attacks twice connecting critically on the first and missing with the second attack. (Crit AC 26, AC 19 then Ac 9 for 18 points.
Flueterflam Saturday April 6th, 2002 1:47:52 PM
The bard doubles over in pain as the cleric strikes him. He lands unconscious with a loud 'thud' on the ground.
Falin d20+13=23 d20+13=32 d20+8=11 d8+2=5 d8+2=8 d8+2=10 Saturday April 6th, 2002 6:57:51 PM
Seeing one of his teammates fall Falin fires into Fluet's opponent hoping to draw him away from Fluet.
(OCC: AC's 23,32,11 and DMG 5,8,10 respectfully)
Lian d20+4=24 d20+4=24 d20+4=10 d20+4=13 d8-1=4 d8-1=5 Saturday April 6th, 2002 10:06:39 PM
The young elf looks at K'nara and says; "Well, I may have just upset someone... who is very Dark..!"
Lian then attempts to hit this 'new' opponent. Hitting AC 24 and 24 (Flurry of Blows), crit threat on both but not confirmed (darn), for 9 point of DMG.
Figment d4+1=5 d4+1=5 d4+1=4 d4+1=3 Sunday April 7th, 2002 10:06:29 PM
The mage blasts the cleric on Ingrge with another Magic Missle - hoping he can slow down the crazed cleric (17 DMG).
Brother Bertram d20+6=24 d10+5=14 Monday April 8th, 2002 6:08:07 AM
Bertram staggers back from the heavy blow, then goes to work with a will hacking at the foul creature.
(OOC 14)
K'Nara d20+8=25 d6+3=8 Monday April 8th, 2002 7:04:20 AM
The tall bladesinger clenched her teeth at the sound of the laughing evil cleric. If only she had her Lucia back--but K'Nara had yet to pick up the sword from the Catacombs (something she had to do soon--stupid evil clerics kept snickering at her while she tried to poke at them with unfamiliar scimitars!)
"Laugh THIS off, son of darkness..!" K'Nara spat at her opponent, smacking at him yet again. (OOC: hits AC25 for 8hp damage.)
Milo d20+8=11 d20+8=26 d20+8=20 4d6(4+2+2+3)+1=12 4d6(5+4+1+6)+1=17 Monday April 8th, 2002 10:01:06 AM
Milo takes a step behind Ingrge's opponent, flanking the large, insane cleric, and a feral snarl is heard, issuing from the diminutive patriarch's throat as he lashes out with his short sword, going for the vitals. (OOC: I hit AC 11, missing, spent a hero point for the reroll and hit AC 26, then AC 20 for my second attack for 12 hps and 17 hps respectively. 29 hps damage total)
Ingrge d20+12=21 d4+5=8 Monday April 8th, 2002 6:48:11 PM
Reeling from the double strike, the wearied elf throws a dagger at the cleric and manages a quick smile as the dagger first buries itself in the chest of his opponent and watches it as it returns moments later to his hand. (AC 21 for 8 points)
DM kent d20+10=19 d20+8=27 d20+8=9 2d8(7+3)+12=22 d20+10=21 d20+10=22 2d8(8+4)+12=24 Monday April 8th, 2002 7:01:20 PM
Moments after Milo's, Figment's and Ingrge's attacks all connect and ingrge's dagger retreats to his hand, Ingrge's opponent falls to the ground. (nice rolls everyone 54 pts. damage in one rnd.)
The opponent faced by K'nara, Bertram, and Lian absorbs their blows and to K'nara's consternation does indeed once again laugh his maniacal laugh, just as he turns and strikes twice at Lian. AC 19 & 27 poss crit. for 22 points damage)
Fluet's opponent looks down at his fallen opponent and then with a quick two steps finds himself in striking distance of Falin (AC 21 & AC 22 for 24 points damage)
As Ingrge's opponent falls there is a shimmering around the other two clerics as they seem to grow even taller (both are near 8 ft tall now). Once again the remaining clerics seem to laugh and be nearly wound free.
Olana d20+9=24 d20+7=20 d10=7 d8=7 Monday April 8th, 2002 8:57:21 PM
Olana shouts a quick but relieved 'thank you' toward Figment and Milo, only to be horrified on seeing Fluet cut down.
She moves over there quickly, and as the evil cleric steps across to Falin, she positions herself between the fallen bard and their enemy.
Once again, her swords come into play. (AC 24, 20 for 7 and 7 DAM)
"What's making them grow bigger?" she yells, her normally smiley face baffled and angry.
Falin d20+13=27 d20+13=14 d20+13=21 d20+8=27 d8+2=4 d8+2=3 d8+2=6 Monday April 8th, 2002 9:28:37 PM
After the nasty beating Falin just took he spits blood from his mouth and takes aim.
"Sounds like they are being blown up by alot of hot air and they just need to be deflated." Falin yells, "I will see you in the afterlife hell spawn."
(OCC:I hit AC's 27,14,27 the 21 was a rolling error on my part. DMG was 4,3,6 respectivly)
Milo d20+8=9 d20+8=27 d20+8=26 4d6(2+3+5+4)+1=15 4d6(3+3+5+1)+1=13 Monday April 8th, 2002 9:46:48 PM
Stepping opposite Olana as she stands protectively over Flueterflam, Milo flanks, the now larger cleric of the Dark Lord, and yells as he strikes out at the man, "Take a message to your dark lord, the heroes of the Wold are coming for him!" Milo's short sword does its work, lashing out at the man's vital areas. (OOC: Darn it, missed again. Spending another hero point to hit AC 27, and then hit AC 26 for 15 and 13 hps respectively. Total 28 hps damage)
Lian (-4) d100=27 Monday April 8th, 2002 10:32:50 PM
Lian falls with a thud. He then proceeds to bleed to death.
He doesn't stabalize. (-5)
K'Nara d20=18 d20+8=10 d6+3=7 Tuesday April 9th, 2002 7:44:00 AM
K'Nara couldn't believe her eyes--what in The Wold was happening? As soon as one cleric fell to the ground, the others got bigger and better.
(OOC: Spellcraft check total is supposed to be 23--I forgot to roll with the Multiroll function.)
...as soon as one cleric fell--the others got bigger and better..?
"Motherless sons of--" cursed the thickwitted bladesinger as her realization came upon her VERY belatedly, "--they're in some kind of lifeforce symbiosis--when one falls, their energy goes to the surviving members of their accursed group!!! We have to try to kill them all at the same time, or we'll have one nigh-unstoppable foe if they fall one by one..!"
However, in shouting this theory of hers to her fellow Talons, K'Nara's customary accuracy suffered greatly. (hits AC10 ::sob!:: for 7hp damage)
Flueterflam (was -3, now -4) d100=29 Tuesday April 9th, 2002 8:25:04 AM
(ooc: -4)
Figment d20+4=21 Tuesday April 9th, 2002 10:47:59 AM
The mage leaps from his horse with great finesse (Dex DC 21) and runs up behind K'Nara. He casts Stoneskin on the warrior woman. "We can get better too!".
Ingrge Tuesday April 9th, 2002 8:19:35 PM
Ingrge grins again as he sees Figment's tactics change. "Good idea Figment. Hey Bertram stand still for a moment." Ingrge rides over to the doughty dwarf and touches him with his staff and mumbles something inaudible. Suddenly Bertram goes all fuzzy. (displacement 50% chance of any attacks missing)
Bertram d20+6=26 d20+6=23 d10+4=14 d10+4=8 d10+4=7 Tuesday April 9th, 2002 8:33:46 PM
Standing still for a moment as Ingrge casts his spell, Bertram feels the taint of magic wash over him. Shaking as if he could rid himself of the spell that way he focusses his attention on the opponent in front of him. Putting all of his energy into the stroke of his ax, Bertram swings and feels the satisfaction of a deep blade bite. (Ac 26, poss crit AC 23 , damange 29 points)
DM Kent d100=79 d20+10=17 d20+10=16 d20+10=12 d20+10=13 Tuesday April 9th, 2002 8:45:18 PM
Lian and Fluet are straddled or surrounded by their friends, as the battle rages above the fallen and unconcious duo.
Both K'nara and Bertram are the recipients of friendly spells and along with Olanna, Falin and Milo continue their assaults with the two clerics. While still standing the two clerics are bleeding heavily as they attack the remaining Talons.
Laughing Bertram's opponent swings once at him an once at K'nara and both attacks are deflected by the two stalwart Talons.
The second cleric swings on Milo as he is struck in the back, and not realizing that he is facing a diminuative opponent cuts twice through the air about two feet above Milo's head.
Brother Bertram d20+6=24 d12+5=17 Tuesday April 9th, 2002 9:58:37 PM
Bertram roars in rage seeing Lian fall and again hacks at the foul creature with all his might. Once again he is rewarded with the sound of his axe crashing into the creature. "Come Creature of Darkness, let us see who indeed worships a higher power!"
(OOC 17)
Lian d100=74 Wednesday April 10th, 2002 12:35:25 AM
::: Gurgle :::
Bubbles of blood and mucus flow from the mouth and nose of the fallen monk.
OOC: -6
Milo d20+8=16 d20+8=27 d20+8=27 5d6(3+2+5+6+3)+2=21 Wednesday April 10th, 2002 12:44:27 AM
Milo's grin is feral as he looks up at his attacker, "Did I catch you at a bad time? Thats right... down here buddy boy. Alemi says... DIE!" Milo's first attack swings wide, drawing the cleric off his guard as his second strikes home. (OOC: I'm pretty sure that AC 16 misses, however AC 27 is a critical threat, and confirmed by AC 27 for a total of 21 hps damage)
Olana d20+9=29 d20+7=17 d10=2 d8=3 Wednesday April 10th, 2002 2:09:36 AM
"Oh no!!" cries the elf, stricken at the sight of Fluet and Lian bleeding to death.
She slices out viciously with both her swords (oh wiff!!!! 5 DAM), but it's obvious she's likely to break off and try and bind wounds, if not told otherwise.
K'Nara Stoneskin d20+8=26 d20+8=22 d6+3=4 d6+3=8 d6+3=8 Wednesday April 10th, 2002 8:26:58 AM "Milo...Bertram...heal up the monk and the bard!!!" bellowed K'Nara. "Everyone else--kill these {censored}!!!" Then she roared as she hauled back and hacked furiously at the oversized priest she was battling. (Crit Hit AC26/AC22 for 4hp +16hp damage)
Falin d20+13=17 d20+13=19 d20+8=20 d8+2=5 d8+2=10 d8+2=3 Wednesday April 10th, 2002 8:44:46 AM
Falin looks a little rough from his last beating, which would explain his hideous shots as they streek off into the air.
(OCC: I am pretty sure that 17,19, and 20 do not hit, but if they do then DMG is 5,10,3 respectively.)
Figment d4+1=3 d4+1=3 d4+1=2 d4+1=3 Wednesday April 10th, 2002 9:04:03 AM
The mage blasts the one on Milo with another magic missile. (11 DMG).
Flueterflam d100=54 Wednesday April 10th, 2002 2:31:11 PM
(ooc: -5)
Ingrge Wednesday April 10th, 2002 6:06:17 PM
Backing out of the mix to allow the others to do the hard work, Ingrge starts delving into several pockets, pulling out two glass vials.
DM kent d100=99 Wednesday April 10th, 2002 6:15:23 PM
(OOC ouch 176 points of damage in two rounds. I'm gonna have to throw something harder at you all next time.)
Bertram and K'nara slice into their opponent and are gratified by the sight of him falling to the ground, even though they know what is about to happen.
Over onthe other cleric Milo's, Olanna's and Falin's last arrow all find their mark as out of the corner they see the other cleric falling. A shimmering starts gathering around their opponent just as Figment's missiles rip into the cleric obviously disrupting whatever was happening for the coallesence never occurs and the last cleric falls unmoving to the ground.
Lian d100=74 Wednesday April 10th, 2002 6:29:32 PM
::: Gurgle :::
Bubbles of blood and mucus continue to flow from the mouth and nose of the fallen elf.
OOC: -7
Falin d20+1=20 Wednesday April 10th, 2002 8:12:05 PM
After Lian and Fluet have been stablized, Falin is going to start to remove arrows from the bodies of the clerics in an attempt to bolster his supply.
(OCC: I rolled a 20 on my intellegence roll. I don't know if I would get a bonus for finding a good arrow with the Bowmaking skill. Last time I played it was the bowing and fletching skill :))
Brother Bertram 3d8(1+4+7)+5=17 Wednesday April 10th, 2002 8:31:59 PM
Bertram rushes to Lian and checks the still figure quickly. As he lays his hand upon Lian, Bertram prays that the spells in his head would still hold the healing power they once did. As his hands moved over Lian's wound's he muttered under his breath. "C'mon Lad, You cant leave me yet. We still have to explore the world together, not to mention save it. C'mon Lian!" Bertram is almost in tears as he feels the healing power enter Lians body and he bows his head reverently as Lian coughs and begins to move, albeit slightly.
(OOC 17 Points Healed)
DM Kent Wednesday April 10th, 2002 9:56:01 PM
(OOC arrows and other projectiles are destroyed when the hit their target and missed ones have a 50% chance of being found usable; D2 even)PHB3 pg 97.
Milo d8+1=8 Thursday April 11th, 2002 12:33:34 AM
Stepping over to Flueterflam, Milo kneels next to the bard, and whispers, "Come dear friend, let us dance a jig on the bodies of our enemy. The seeker is looking for you Fluet, come back to this world, and stand amongst your friends." (OOC: Spontaneously cast cure light wounds for 8 hps of healing; used up shield of faith)
After healing Flueterflam what little he can, Milo stands and steps over to the bodies of the fallen clerics, and one by one, he makes sure that the job is done. As he beheads the last one, he declares openly, "You will get no rest where you are going. Alemi's Seeker sends his regards to your dark lord. He is next."
Flueterflam d8+1=8 Thursday April 11th, 2002 1:33:56 AM
Stirring slightly, the bard cracks his eyes open. He smiles weakly at the halfing and thanks him in a weak whisper. Letting himself breathe for a minute or two, Fluet sits up slowly. "Looks like I have to be a bit more careful next time." He speaks quietly.
A bit embarrassed by his weakness, the bard turns away from the others and chants quietly. (ooc: Cure Light Wounds +8hps, now at 11hps total)
Olana Thursday April 11th, 2002 1:40:37 AM
As soon as the evil clerics are down, the elf slams her swords into their sheaths and helps bind the wounds of Lian and Fluet, hopefully aiding Milo and Bertram's efforts at restoring their health.
She seems most distressed, until they both give signs of life.
Lian Thursday April 11th, 2002 3:56:57 AM
Lian stirs slightly having recieved healing from his dwarven friend.
The young elf doesn't open his eyes, but smiles and says, "I knew I would not die if you still lived Friend Bertram." His eyes open, looking at Bertram. "Ingrge, you look terrible!" Lian begins to chuckle.
K'Nara d20=18 Thursday April 11th, 2002 6:37:48 AM
Into the sheathe went the still-unfamiliar scimitar as K'Nara realized that the clerics were all dead. Quickly she searched the bodies of the fallen (Search check 18) and, after she was satisfied with the results, took up a couple vials of oil and a torch to finish off the remains.
"I don't want any of these priests coming after us now that they're dead." she said grimly. "Let's take care of these...and get ourselves patched up and on our way as soon as we can."
Figment Thursday April 11th, 2002 9:25:57 AM
After seeing the battle won, the mage walks over to the group entrapped in the stinking cloud. He dismisses the spell and says in a very menacing voice. "If anyone moves I'll kill you all!". He stands and waits for the others to come over and iterogate.
Ingrge 3d8(3+7+5)+8=23 3d8(5+6+7)+8=26 Thursday April 11th, 2002 7:09:41 PM
Hopping down from Moonshadow Ingrge limps over to the group carrying his two vials. Looking over all of the other Talons, Ingrge notes that everyone is wounded to some extent, including himself, but even after healing Lian and Fluet look worse than most of the others. Handing them each one of the vials, he says, These are the last ones I've got so drink up. (Lian 23 point healed. Fluet 26 points healed.)
DM Kent Thursday April 11th, 2002 7:22:44 PM
Figment finds a family huddled together nearly unconcious after dismissing his spell. The father weakly nods as Figment makes his pronouncement.
Milo finds that all of the clerics are dead and back to normal size when he goes to decapitate them.
K'nara searches the bodies as Milo takes care of them. She finds that each of them has a coin pouch with 100 platinum pieces. Each of them also has two small vials of a clear liquid in those pouches.
They also each had either a nice looking longsword or mace, 3 each.
Brother Bertram Thursday April 11th, 2002 9:50:57 PM
Bertram smiles with relief and an odd affection as Lian wakes. He wipes his eyes vigorously and gets up and check on the others helping where he can.
Lian Friday April 12th, 2002 12:00:58 AM
Lian gladly drinks up the potion Ingrge hands to him. All the remaining wounds close up and Lian stands up better than ever.
"Thank you friend."
He walks over to the corpse of the cleric he and K'nara were fighting and gives it a swift kick. "Told you your God was garbage!!"
Walking back over to Bertram, the young lively elf says, "Three down, many more to go my Friend Bertram!" Lian smiles realizing the Talons were still alive.
Olana Friday April 12th, 2002 1:26:50 AM
The elf walks over to Figment and whispers - "Maybe these have learned a lesson here today."
She hopes she's right. Things were bad enough without the ordinary townsfolk turning on them as well. Maybe Martaeus's influence was more widespread than they realised.
Flueterflam Friday April 12th, 2002 1:37:23 AM
After feeling a little better physically, the bard confronts his fearless leader. "K'Nara, there has to be a better way to get these guys. There will only be more. What should I do next time so that I don't become pancake mix?"
Milo Friday April 12th, 2002 10:13:42 AM
Finished with his dirty work, Milo wipes his hands off with a rag which he pitches down to the bodies, and then walks over to where K'nara is standing. "Speaking about more of these guys... there will be more, sooner than you think if we don't get moving. Can we discuss future battle tactics on the road?" Milo looks anxious to get away from the scene of the fight.
Figment d20=18 d20=2 Friday April 12th, 2002 3:32:01 PM
The mage looks at the pathetic man and his family. "Has the Dark Lord corrupted even the GOOD folk of this town? Do we even now have to number our ALLIES as our enemies? Why, sir? Why...?". The mage looks at him for an explanation.
DM Kent (Old Man) Friday April 12th, 2002 8:36:34 PM
"Kind sir, please forgive me. It is all my fault. We lost our farm and and our oldest two chlidren, and well the 500 gold reward for each of you..... ... I know it was wrong.... He shrugs, almost a bit helplessly as if he can tell that what he is saying is an admittance of how weak he has become. the mother and children are quiet, still couching quietly.
The Talons move out and limp along, to the city gates, without any further mishap. As they get to the gates, they have to work hard to get out and avoid trampling the common folk, as there seems to be a mass exodus in progress. Once outside the gates the Talons head up the North road and toward the tower. The mood is somber as the Talons discuss any upcoming tactics. Ingrge is sitting quietly on Moonshadow lost in his thoughts apparently still thinking about K'nara's request that he do a seeing.
Olana d20+11=29 d2+11=12 d2+11=13 Friday April 12th, 2002 10:00:04 PM
Olana looks shocked on overhearing the size of the purse on each of their heads.
As they travel north, the elf moves a little ahead of the others, hopefully ensuring they aren't as easily surprised by any other groups of folks who want to take pot shots at them. (Track DC29, Spot DC12, Listen DC13)
Brother Bertram Friday April 12th, 2002 10:32:28 PM
Bertram looks to the elderly man and his family with pity for a moment before they leave. Then he takes 100 platinum pieces from the loot they had just found on the foul cleric's corpses. "I cannot condone what you have done to us sir, but I cannot fault a man for trying to save his family. Go with your family, and remember the love of Domi." Bertram looks to the others somewhat sheepishly as the family leaves. "Well I couldnt just let them starve could I!? Take it out of my share!" Bertram stalks off before anyone can reply.
Figment Friday April 12th, 2002 10:58:35 PM
The mage shakes his head as the realization of just how desparate the situation has become begins to sink in. He nods as Bertram gives them the money. "Take it and get out of the city. It's not safe here.". He makes sure and get Jux as they leave. "So how do we get to this tower? I have a basic knowledge of the land, but you guys are more from here than me.".
As the group travels forward, the mage speaks to Milo privately when he gets off to the side. "I guess your hatred for these yahoos is greater than mine even. You killed those 3 priests I tried to take out. I've no intention of mentioning this to the others - but I wonder why nobody noticed. I just wanted you to know I share your view on this issue...". The mage doesn't belabor the point, but moves on after any response he might give...
Lian Saturday April 13th, 2002 1:18:11 AM
Lian looks at Bertram as he give the family the gift from Domi's heart, and Bertrams. "Bertram, I do not know about the rest of the Talons, but I would not mind if the share was split among us." Lian looks around at the group. "Well, at least I do not mind if you take some from my share anyway. Tell the man to keep the money hidden while still inside the city!"
When watching the exodus, Lian gets a shiver up his spine. "Oh, this can not be good." Lian gets atop Merlot, his white horse, and moves up to Ingrge. "Friend Ingrge, what is on your mind?"
Milo Saturday April 13th, 2002 12:31:35 PM
Milo's head jerks toward the wizard, a dangerous glint in his eye, the halfling speaks calmly and quietly, "Figment, I do not hate anybody. Hatred is an emotion that all good halflings abandoned long ago. However, the church of Alemi is at war, and I take orders from Alemi before all others. I did what I did, not out of hatred, but of love for my god." Then Milo's face softens, and a grin creeps across its surface, "Besides, K'nara didn't speak up quick enough, I was done before she said anything."
Ingrge Saturday April 13th, 2002 4:08:37 PM
Jarred out of his reverie as Lian rides up and asks his question, Ingrge shakes his head for a moment and it looks like Lian isn't going to get an answer of any sort.
Then as if he changed his mind, Ingrge looks at the monk for a moment and with a big sigh says, "It boils down to the fact that I am scared my friend. The Heirophant is correct that I have some talents and abilities that I do not use. I hesitate to use them for fear of what I may see and learn. The dreams that I have nightly are already almost more than I can handle. K'nara doesn't realize what she asks of me and that is as it should be. I would ask that you not pass this information on to anyone else."
Once again Ingrge shakes his head and then shrugs as if he has come to a decision.
"What it boils down to is that I am part of this group and if my other talents can aid our task then, they should be made available at need. I am just worried and frghtened, that's all."
Figment Sunday April 14th, 2002 8:07:51 PM
The mage nods support for the halfling's reasoning. "Then it seems we have a common goal - if for different reasons. I'll help you in this as I have opportunity. And I will not alert the others to your mandate, as it seems to be in conflict to some degree with the ideals of the others.". The mage moves on with the others.
Falin d20=18 Monday April 15th, 2002 12:43:31 PM
As we leave the city and travel Falin keeps a wary eye out for followers.
(OCC: Spot check 18)
Olana (Down 18 hps) Monday April 15th, 2002 6:15:13 PM
As they journey on, Olana suggests to the others that perhaps before they go any further, they ought to rest up a little, and make sure everyone is fully healed and all spells are returned to memory. "After all," she adds solumnly, "that was a nasty battle back there, and I think we all took some bites."
She looks for a spot to rest that can be easily defended.
Falin (Down 24) Monday April 15th, 2002 6:57:19 PM
"I agree with Olana."
K'Nara (by Kent) Monday April 15th, 2002 7:08:05 PM
After putting away the remaining coins and the weapons, K'nara looks at the vials, and walking over to Figment says, "Mage, when we get a chance, can you take a look at these and see what they might be?" Turning and quickly mounting, she turns to the talons. "Let's get out of the city and see if we can find somewhere before we get to this tower where we can rest and heal. We don't have much time though."
As Fluet rides up, K'nara responds after she thinks a few moments. "My first thought is that you step away and use that curved stick on your back, and stay out of the melee when ever possible. Otherwise, I guess you need to learn to duck better."
DM Kent Monday April 15th, 2002 7:26:46 PM
The Talons push their way through the masses and manage to get clear to the north road. Those Talons from the Emerald Kingdom, figure that at an easy pace they should make the Tower grounds by late afternoon, or by early evening if they take a short break. Which should put then only several hours away from Marteus' armies.
The mood continues to be somber and there is much darkness on the northern horizon, that appears to be smoke. There are many many flocks of carrion birds crossing here and there, and every now again a lone family or traveler is seen coming toward you only to scatter into the woods as the take sight of you. Near noon, you find the remains of what used to be a guards way station that could serve for a short rest break. After checking it out thoroughly, the area is deemed to be safe. Only moments after you all have settled down there is a sudden burst of arial activity and then absolute quiet. Then slowly the sun starts disappearing as it is occluded by something. As you all look up to see what is covering the sun, you are shocked to see what appears to be a huge chunk of land, complete with a huge city flying over the ground. Figment and Ingrge through their knowledge of spellcraft and arcane things, are pretty sure that the vials of liquid are some type of healing medicine, but they are not sure.
Milo d20+10=27 Monday April 15th, 2002 10:01:46 PM
As the Talons are mounting up, Milo remembers his lack of horse. Taking a couple of quickened steps, the halfling nimbly vaults up into the saddle behind Olana, "Pardon me pretty elf lady, can I ride on this horse too? Milo grins up at Olana from behind. My poor Rose is still in Plateau City." (OOC: Made a tumble check DC 27).
Lian Tuesday April 16th, 2002 3:06:59 AM
Lian says nothing as he travels. He lags back with Bertram behind the rest of the party and will converse quietly with Bertram about pretty much anything other than Marteous and Domi... and the war.
Figment d20+4=21 Tuesday April 16th, 2002 11:09:07 AM
The mage sees if he can recognize the city (Int DC 21). "What kind of sorcery is this?!?! I'd say we'd better get to that tower quickly. No reason to let that army get any closer than necessary.". After conferring with Ingrge, the mage also tells the others about the vials. "So Ingrge, when will you attempt your dreamwalk?".
Olana Tuesday April 16th, 2002 3:27:59 PM
"Of course you can," offers Olana as Milo joins her on horseback, glad of his company as they weave their way north. She seems a little spooked at the sight of the crows and scattering travelers. "Once you've rested," she asks, "could you heal a few nasty cuts I took earlier?"
As they rest a short while at the guard station, she stares up in utter disbelief as the sky darkens. "Is the entire world, flying away and leaving us?" she wails.
Falin Tuesday April 16th, 2002 9:46:06 PM
Falin draws his arms around his chest, as if cold, at the sight of the birds. "This is not a sign of good fate. It is as if everything is very uneasy and tense."
As the city is seen he merely shakes his head in disbelief ans says, "I guess the bird just wanted a better view of the Wold from atop that city."
K'nara (by Kent) Tuesday April 16th, 2002 10:10:45 PM
The bladesinger rides along and at the break is if not happy, at least relieved, at what the potions seem to be. Not wanting to force anyone els to make sure of the potions and knowing the mages dont have the time for a better ID, she takes one and downs it. If it seems to aid her healing she will down another and then pass them out to the other talons.
Ingrge Tuesday April 16th, 2002 10:15:30 PM
After working with Figment and ID'ing the potions to the best of their ability in the time given, Ingrge sighs as his fellow mage asks about his upcoming ordeal. "I expect that I will make my seeing tonite when we are at least partially safe. As the city passes over, Ingrge looks up and sighs again, and then mumbles. "There is yet another thing come to pass....
DM Kent d8+4=10 d8+4=11 Tuesday April 16th, 2002 10:25:21 PM
K'nara tries the vial and almost immediately she feels better and several of her wounds start to heal over.(10 points) she quickly tosses back another,(11 points) and then hands one to Milo and Figment two to Bertram Ingrge, and Olanna, and hands three to Falin, motioning for them to take there medicine. (that should leave two left)
(All roll 1d8+4 per potion)
After lunch the Talons make pretty good progress and by late afternoon they see the tower less than a mile away.
When they finally get to the Tower it is nearing dusk. There is no apparent entrance to be seen once they get inside the broken ring of fallen stonewalls. The tower is very definitely old and extremely sturdy. In addition to there not being an apparent entry, the top of the tower is apparently beyond eyesight.
While obviously unkempt, the grounds, inside the walls have very obviously had some attention on a regular basis, as the grass is long, but even, and there are several piles of yard debris neatly stacked near the outside wall.
Any time the elves in the party approach the tower they feel a deep sadness and a very definite urge to enter the tower. In their mind's eye their is a picture of three stones on the far side of the tower that they must press, in order for the door to become visible.
As the others approach the tower they feel uneasy and bit like they are being watched.
When K'nara approaches she gets mixed feelings. Her human self is very reluctant to go near, let alone in, the tower but something in the tower recognizes her ring and is pulling on it.
Lian d20+6=24 d20+14=32 Tuesday April 16th, 2002 11:56:26 PM
Lian watches the Tower with interest, watching and listening.
OOC:Spot of 24 and Listen of 32.
Milo d8+4=11 Wednesday April 17th, 2002 1:23:01 AM
Milo drinks his potion, and the wound he received closes up but good, leaving the halfling looking completely unharmed. He takes passing note of the city in the sky, but not more. Answering Olana, "If'n your still hurt after the potions, I'll be happy to do what I can, after I've rested." With that, the halfling puts his arms around Olana's waist and quietly falls asleep, resting as they ride.
Upon arriving at the tower, halfling wakes, and looking around with mild apprehension, yawns, and stretches, "Hmmm... doesn't look too tough, though we should be wary of magic traps." (OOC: drank potion for 11 hps of healing).
Figment d8+4=11 Wednesday April 17th, 2002 9:48:57 AM
The mage tenses when the warrior woman quaffs the potion and sighs largely in relief whenever it is clear that he and Ingrge had done their job properly. "Wasn't THAT sure, K'Nara. I wouldn't make a habit of slamming potions with perhaps unknown qualities - in my professional opinion that is...". He drinks his own potion and feels much better as well.
As he approaches the tower and compares feelings with everyone else, the mage suggests they make an atempt to get into the tower. "If we can get in and the tower allows it, I like our chances in there better than out here. Also, with the dream and vision power this thing obviously has, it may help Ingrge focus his power - or give him more information than he would otherwise get.".
Figment Wednesday April 17th, 2002 10:09:29 AM
OOC: What does Figment know about the city that is floating away? Int Check was DC 21.
(oops sorry. If Figment has personal knowledge of Lankhamar, then he may recognize it. If he has been there then he will recognize it. If neither then he may have heard of it.)
Falin d8+4=8 d8+4=9 d8+4=7 Wednesday April 17th, 2002 12:41:55 PM
Falin drinks the potions and some color seems to return to his face and he stands a little taller.
Falin will start to head toward where the door will become visible.
Olana d8+4=12 Wednesday April 17th, 2002 1:17:01 PM
'Oooh,actually - this potion helped quite a lot,' says Olana to the sleepy Milo, after she drinks it down.
As they reach the Tower, Olana dismounts and has a quick look around. 'Someone tends this place,' she says reverently, 'and it calls to me with songs of sadness.' She looks to the other elves in the other party, wondering if they can feel it too. 'There is also a hidden way inside,' she says, and walks to the rear of the Tower, looking for three stones that will allow entry. How did she know this? The Tower was definitely a magic place.
K'nara (by Kent) Wednesday April 17th, 2002 8:01:38 PM
Sighing as her wounds heal, K'nara looks at Figment and says, "Figment, I may not agree with you on many things, but I trust you and ingrge when it comes to things magical. Besides I figured someone needed to be the guinea pig and I wasn't going to have one of you do something I wouldn't."
Ingrge Wednesday April 17th, 2002 8:07:14 PM
Quaffing his potion as well, Ingrge seems to about to add to Figment's comments when K'nara says her piece. Shaking his head He looks as if he will never figure humans out let alone their leader.
As Figment continues on about Ingrge's impending sojourn, he once again gets quiet and a look of deep sorrow crosses his face. Walking slowly but with great purpose, Ingrge crosses to the tower and lays both hands, palms down, on the Tower's wall. As he does so he shudders and it looks like a great weight or burden has been placed on his fragile shoulders. He sighs deeply and slides to his knees.
Falin Wednesday April 17th, 2002 8:42:51 PM
"I feel this sadness as well, but soon we will feel a greater sadness for this land if we do not do what we came here to do with great expediency. Come fellow adventurers and let us do what is needed to save this land. We can take time to feel after we have accomplished our goals."
Brother Bertram Wednesday April 17th, 2002 9:57:01 PM
Bertram goes about the others and makes sure they are fully healed.
Milo Wednesday April 17th, 2002 10:09:38 PM
Dismounting, Milo begins to make a wide circuit around the structure, examining it critically all the while. He thinks to himself, 'How very odd, it seems to have some effect on the elves in our group. I shall have to be careful.'
K'Nara (by Donna again, hooray! ;D) Thursday April 18th, 2002 6:37:12 AM
K'Nara used her free time to practice her bladesong technique, this time using her blade of choice, Lucia the Flaming Bastard Sword. She was very grateful to the smith who repaired it and very lucky to have just barely had the time to retrieve the weapon before having to leave the capitol.
As the familiar sword hummed along during her routine of graceful thrusts and parries, K'Nara's mind meditated on the different things that had come to light of late: the appearance of the staunch Falin, Lian's dedication to his art of unarmed combat, the way Olana and Milo were growing closer, Fluet and his personal determination to try to do better in battle, Brother Bertram's stoic manner and the way he'd been carrying on after the death of Domi...and Ingrge's introspection about using the arcane aspects of his magesight.
The elf's reticence about scrying hadn't escaped K'Nara's notice, and she couldn't understand why he was reluctant to utilize the skill...but--having her own private demons regarding certain matters herself--K'Nara was not about to force the elven warrior-mage to do anything that he really didn't want to do, either.
After a meal and her usual weapons maintainence, K'Nara turned her sharp hazel eyes to the imposing Tower the Talons were to penetrate, noting well the paradoxical feelings that swirled within her. The discipline of her bladesinger training won that personal skirmish, however.
"All right, Talons," she addressed the others, nodding at their objective, the Tower, "Olana says there's a hidden way in there--let's find it, check for traps and get this show on the road..!"
DM kent Thursday April 18th, 2002 6:44:04 PM
(welcome back Donna)
As Olanna and the elves in the party finally find the door and get it open without any troubles, the sun is finally setting.
As each elf enters the tower, they get a sense of homecoming and great loss. Each non-elf is met with a prickly sensation as if their very souls were being searched for something.
As K'nara enters she feels the prickliness as well, but she also fells a deep sadness, almost as if someone were mourning the loss of someone special.
The door closes behind the last one to enter and once again is invisible to non-elven sight.
The first thing noticed in the rapidly diminishing light is that the room is lightly lit by softly glowing light stones built into the walls.
The room you are in is perfectly round, one hundred twenty seven feet in diameter, twenty seven feet from floor to ceiling, with a spiral staircase running around the edge of the walls and disappearing into the ceiling through an opening in the floor.
There is no railing on the stairwell. The stair is only two feet wide and apparently ends or begins on this floor.
From the room you can now see that along the stairway there are many arrow slits that were not visible from the exterior.
As the sun fully sets and darkness settles in, a small fire lights itself in the fireplace.
The main floor is furnished with some extremely nice furnishings, all in nice repair and surprisingly there is no sign of dust anywhere.
There are several gorgeous tapestries detailing battles and other scenes along the wall.
As it is really too late to explore, and the fact that the party is beat they settle in for a night's rest.
Everyone has several strange dreams and quite a few wierd sounds occur during the night while the talons sleep inside the tower.
Found on a small desk is a leather-bound book. It is a diary of the last of the tower of Saryd's warders. It is written in a hard to read nearly archaic elven script.
Brother Bertram Thursday April 18th, 2002 8:46:09 PM
Bertram looks about somewhat put off by the eerie feeling of the tower. "I feel as if this place judges me to see if I am worthy to be here. I do not like the feeling." Bertram gives a small shudder and then keeps an eye about for any trouble.
Lian d20+14=22 Thursday April 18th, 2002 9:49:56 PM
OOC: Welcome back Donna!
A shudder runs through the young elfs soul as the fireplace lights on it's own. After entering the tower, Lian sits down and pulls a small bundle for his pack. As he unwraps it he calls Milo over. "Milo, I understand the slippers well enough, but I have never worn bracers. How do they work?" He removes his sandals and replaces them with slippers. Hearing Bertrams comment about the tower, Lian walks over to him. "Friend Bertram, the tower IS watching and judging us all. There was a great loss here." --------------------
After a nights rest (elven meditation), Lian goes up the Ingrge. "Were your dreams... odd?"
OOC: Lian was listening most of his waking hours when the others were asleep, Listen check of 22.
Olana Thursday April 18th, 2002 10:45:10 PM
As soon as Olana enters the Tower, she catches her breath. This felt like home, but at a time of mourning. It mirrored a fear she had of returning home to her tribe. How many of them would be left, after all this?
She spends a long time wandering around, looking at the tapestries, searching for hope and meaning. When rest comes, it allows what dwells in the Tower to enter her head - noises and visions, which she attempts to make sense of.
Such is the Tower's effect that when the book is discovered, she hardly dare touch it. "Ingrge? I think this is elven - can you or Figment read it?"
Figment d20+16=35 Thursday April 18th, 2002 11:01:38 PM
Being fluent in elven, the mage peruses the elven work, carefully turning the pages so as to not damage them. He calls on his general knowledge but also delves into his studies of spellcraft, arcana, and royalty/nobility to extract anything he might from the work. As he sleeps, he attempts to make heads or tails of his dreams.
(OOC: Hey, what did Figment know about the city that floated off?)
Milo Friday April 19th, 2002 1:40:40 AM
As Milo enters, he shudders momentarily as the tingling passes through him. Then, as he begins to view his surroundings, an old familiar feeling begins to take hold of him. Something from deep within the halfling sparks, an instinct natural to all of his kind, though it be their curse as well... curiosity. Milo's curiosity begins burning... brighter and brighter, until you can see it in his eyes as he seems to look everywhere at once. Realizing that a change has come over some of his friends, he forces himself, through sheer act of will, to remain silent. He stays a step behind Olana as she looks about the room, standing in mute support. Finally when all settle down, he lays out his bedroll, and falls into a deep peaceful sleep.
K'Nara Friday April 19th, 2002 6:56:27 AM I must make more of an effort to learn to read elven if I'm going to become a bladesinger... K'Nara thought to herself as she eyed the tome.
"I hope there's a clue or something in there." she said as Figment studied the book, then grimaced in Lian's direction. "I don't remember details, but I'm pretty sure that the dreams I had last night were strange."
Ingrge Friday April 19th, 2002 8:23:04 AM
Still silent from his wall communion, Ingrge follows the others into the tower and as he enters he does not look around but walks straight to one of the divans facing the fireplace.
Arranging himself comfortably on the florr in front of the fireplace where rays of light meet, from several of the arrow slits, he sits with his back just brushing the divan.
Removing a shallow mithril bowl, he pours a small anount of black water in to the bowl, places the bowl inhis lap and closes his eyes Almost immediately he seems to drop off into a deep trance. For several minutes it does not even seem as though he is breathing but then one slow shallow breath is noted by the others.
Nothing seems to change for a long time and then suddenly, Ingrge goes stiff and falls over, nearly spilling the bowl. Faintly audible gibberish can be heard coming from him if any one is close enough.
This continues for several minutes until somehow Ingrge manages to right himself again. Now his face, with its closed eyes, is staring into the shallow depths of the bowl with its inky liquid. A low moaning starts emitting from his mouth and his head falls closer and closer to the bowl. Then he begins to speak in a voice and language not often heard above ground.
Sarn lil sargtlin's inthen. Draa el.
Uk zhah raldarin l'waess da'fol har'dro.
Ragar del huela b'luth'ol d'elghinn.
Oloth zhah tuth abbil lueth ogglin.
L'elamshin d'lil Wold zhah wun dossta ssin.
Z'hin bauth lil del noamin colbauth.
As he finishes speaking the last phrase, Ingrge collapses into the the bowl and falls over completely limp.
Flueterflam Friday April 19th, 2002 11:52:06 AM
Entering the tower, the bard shivers. He is curious as to the reason, but shakes off the notion as they move on. Fluet quietly follows the others, readies himself for sleep, lies down and doesn't not speak until he wakes up the next morning.
Falin Friday April 19th, 2002 6:42:01 PM
Falin will take and set aside his gear for the night. He removes his armor as well and walks around the tower for a while running his had along the walls, tapestries, furniture, etc. He does this just for the sake of running his hand across them. As he does he gets a look across his face like he is remembering. He even smiles...
DM Kent Friday April 19th, 2002 8:48:18 PM
Morning comes and the Talons wake although they aren't very rested, due to the strange dreams and Ingrge's outbursts. The morning is quite chilly and the fire is out. And through Bertram's ministrations and normal rest everyone is back to full health.
(OOC Figment I posted what you new about the floating city several days ago.)
Figment's perusal of the diary doesn't elicit much for it is a high elven dialect that has not been used in nearly a century. What he can gather is that the warders of the Tower never left their posts and they never gave up on the return of their folk. It speaks of the coming of Parnoth and the invasion of the tower by a group of Parnoth's private guard as they brought some dire weapon to hide from the mortal world.
K'Nara d20=18 d20=17 Monday April 22nd, 2002 7:01:09 AM
(OOC: the rolls above are first a Listen check to see if Ingre's outburst of the previous night woke up K'Nara; then a roll to see if K'Nara can sufficiently retain and parrot the dialogue that Ingrge spoke.)
K'Nara--who was up early for her bladesinger workout (as usual)--came over and gripped Ingrge by the shoulder. Her touch conveyed concern for the elf as well as for what had occurred the night before.
"Ingre, my friend," she said to him, "Are you all right? I heard you speak after your attempt to scry--are you aware of what happened? You did appear to be in some kind of trance...if you aren't aware of what you did or said, I can repeat it for you..."
(If Ingrge is unaware of his dialogue, K'Nara will repeat the words, using the 17 as her check for whatever skill may be required to parrot the dialogue back to Ingrge. K'Nara has no Intelligence bonus, but does have a +2 Charisma bonus if that is applicable.)
Milo Monday April 22nd, 2002 9:50:08 AM
Sitting up in his bedroll, Milo stretches and yawns, and without further ado, closes his eyes in meditation and prayer, giving reverent thanks to Alemi for keeping him and him friends alive thus far. After prayer, dresses and stows his gear in his pack.
Figment Monday April 22nd, 2002 2:16:30 PM
The mage repeats what he has learned from his perusal of the work. "Looks like we need to go up. Milo, any chance there are secret doors around this floor? Any of you elves any new insight on the location of this artifact?".
Olana Monday April 22nd, 2002 2:53:59 PM
Olana pauses and thinks for a moment as Figment passes on what he has discovered.
"If the elves never left, then perhaps it is their ghosts we can sense," she offered. "We must step carefully here. The fact that the Tower has been infiltrated once by Parnoth's men, will not have settled easily on the elves guarding the Tower. "They may have added extra protection. Milo - be extra careful on seeking out traps."
When Ingrge comes round, she says nothing, but gives him a tight hug. After all, he did have a most unrestful night, and here - that could not have been a good thing, or could it?
Falin Monday April 22nd, 2002 7:05:39 PM
"I agree with Elfmaiden Olana. And I think we can use that if we do find someone. We can let them know that we are here to remove the evil than Parnoth has placed here and return sanctity to this great building."
Lian Monday April 22nd, 2002 9:56:11 PM
Lian just sits as the party begins searching the Tower further. He pulls out a scroll and begins studying it.
Brother Bertram Monday April 22nd, 2002 11:04:48 PM
Bertram sits moodily waiting to see what the wiser members of the group could find out. As always his custom, Bertram begin sharpening his axe.
Flueterflam Tuesday April 23rd, 2002 11:44:08 AM
The bard sits quietly by himself. He keeps his eyes closed and lets his body rest more while listening to the others converse. He seems to be either preoccupied or confused about something(s).
Ingrge d20+4=22 Tuesday April 23rd, 2002 6:15:01 PM
Not looking surprised That he was speaking, He looks to and speaks. "I don't, well hardly ever remember or even know what I say when I am seeing. He listens to K'nara's respeaking of the phrases asking hewr to repaet then several times while he writes them down. After a few moment of study he looks up. "This looks and sounds like and archaic form of the language the Dark elves use. I think I can translate it, though it may not be perfect. As Olanna hugs him Ingrge holds his body stiff like a board and ... wait a minute. Is ingrge blushing?
DM Kent Tuesday April 23rd, 2002 6:30:23 PM
Ingrge does indeed translate several of the phrases that K'nara repeated for him, though they seem a bit like gibberish primarily because there are several words that he can't translate, but he reads what he's got for the group.
Sarn lil sargtlin's inthen. Beware the ----- warriors!
Draa el! Two Die!
Uk zhah raldarin l'waess da'fol har'dro. He is ----- the skin from the -----.
Oloth zhah tuth abbil lueth ogglin. Darkness is both friend and Enemy.
L'elamshin d'lil Wold zhah wun dossta ssin. The Destiny of the Wold is to -------.
Ragar del huela b'luth'ol d'elghinn. Find/Use the ---- Arrows of Death.
Z'hin bauth lil del noamin colbauth. Travel ------ wandering ----.
......
Dm Kent (Continued) Tuesday April 23rd, 2002 6:46:52 PM
Figment (Cut and paste) Wednesday April 17th, 2002 9:09:29 AM
(OOC: What does Figment know about the city that is floating away? Int Check was DC 21.)
(oops sorry. If Figment has personal knowledge of Lankhamar, then he may recognize it. If he has been there then he will recognize it. If neither then he may have heard of it.) (end cut and paste)
Futher search of the room they are in reveals nothing new. From a quick look up the stairs The party can see a there are at least two more levels above this one: The staircase goes directly through the open ceiling opening to the middle floor, but as they see once up there, the stair ends at the ceiling above in what is obviously a trap door.
Upon inspection, the level directly above you is obviously the bathing and eating level.
On this level there is little of note and even if thoroughly searched you find nothing of help or value.
The trap door to the above floor seems to either be latched or blocked in some way.
Lian Tuesday April 23rd, 2002 7:21:10 PM
After two or so hours studying the scroll, Lian rolls it up and puts it away, rubs his somewhat crossed eyes, then stands and stretches. He begins his Kahta excercises. The monk listens to the words spoken across the room, he doesn't quite know what to make of the translations. "Bertram, I do not understand arcane magics. Do you?"
Milo d20+11=15 d20+11=21 Tuesday April 23rd, 2002 8:49:31 PM
Milo makes his way slowly up the stairs, checking for possible traps as he goes. When he reaches the trap door, he examines it thoroughly, attempting to discern how it opens as much as he looks for possible traps, magical or mundane. (OOC: Made a Search check DC 15/19 for magic traps, while moving up the stairs. Made a Search check DC 21/25 for magic traps on the door.)
Olana d20+1=11 d20+1=8 d20+8=15 Wednesday April 24th, 2002 2:00:15 AM
Olana follows Milo quietly up the steps, attempting to discern anything that would alert her elven senses. (Spot 11 Listen 8 Search 15 - wow)
Parts of Ingrge's vision is going through her mind - warriors? Arrows of death? What were they going to find up there?
K'Nara d20=20 Wednesday April 24th, 2002 7:57:47 AM
The redheaded human rubbed her chin, frowning in concentration.
"I hate riddles..." K'Nara muttered, then sighed. "...oh, well...not much help there. Let's check out the Tower."
Once the trapdoor had been discovered, the woman warrior scowled at the fact that it was latched (or blocked.)
"Milo...any traps?" she asked. "And...any way that you can open it? I'd hate to have to break it open, but if there's no other way, we'll have to do that." K'Nara looked around the rest of the area. "I guess we all should double-check for any secret doors while Milo's trying his hand at that trapdoor..."
(OOC: Search check is 20.)
Figment Wednesday April 24th, 2002 10:46:40 AM
The mage frowns at the barred trap door. "I have no knoch spells memorized. I am still magiced up for battle, not finesse. I would, however, suggest we not damage the door if at all possible. Somehow I think the tower would frown on that. Ingrge? Any chance you got it? If not I can rememorize and get a look on the other side of that door as well as try to open it. I won't be much help on the secret doors other than basically search for them. I would guess Milo and the elves would be best at that. ".
Falin Wednesday April 24th, 2002 4:55:42 PM
As they travel between floors Falin will keep an arrow knocked for emergencies.
"Why don't you try knocking and asking for passage? I know it sounds off the wall, but I have also seen odder things."
Grey Maulkin Wednesday April 24th, 2002 8:03:17 PM
As K'nara goes about her she gets a very familiar feeling as Gray contacts her. he seems a bit excited. Where did you say you heard these phrases? Anyway, no time for that now. here are your translations. Keep me informed!
Sarn lil sargtlin's inthen. Beware the silent warriors!
Draa el. Two Die!
Uk zhah raldarin l'waess da'fol har'dro. He is stripping the skin from the earth.
Ragar del huela b'luth'ol d'elghinn. Find/Use the Five Arrows of Death.
Oloth zhah tuth abbil lueth ogglin. Darkness is both friend and Enemy.
L'elamshin d'lil Wold zhah wun dossta ssin. The Destiny of the Wold is to conquer all.
Z'hin bauth lil del noamin colbauth. Travel along the wandering path.
Ingrge Wednesday April 24th, 2002 8:06:37 PM
Seemingly lost in his own thoughts, Ingrge almost misses what Figment asks. What? oh, umm Knock, Yes, I keep that spell handy at most times.
DM Kent Wednesday April 24th, 2002 8:10:26 PM
As the Talons make there way up to the middle floor, Milo finds absolutely no sign of traps anywhere along the stairwell or on the trap door. Neither are there any signs of any other methods of egress from this floor.
Brother Bertram Wednesday April 24th, 2002 11:23:37 PM
"Lian I know nothing of such things. Where I was from, Diviners were few and far between. What about yourself, were Mages common around you?"
The Voices of Gods [CDM Jerry] Thursday April 25th, 2002 12:08:59 AM
Throughout The Wold, voices are heard. The Voices of Gods.
"So mother, you have truly fallen and become that which your former priests spoke against for so long: A slave to Passion!"
"No daughter, I have evolved. I have found the truth. Love hurts. Passion brings joy. I am now dedicated to forcing the Races of The Wold to realize this truth. Only the truth will let the races evolve. Only the truth will bring balance to The Wold. Today I am here to teach you this truth. You have always been my favorite daughter. You always went with your passions and used your god given abilities to force those who loved deeply to see the joy that only passion can bring.
"Now however, daughter, you have regressed and embraced the pain of deep love. You have failed. Your teachings of deep love must and will end. I have brought a strong handsome god with me. Ga'al, meet Flower, my daughter. Is she not beautiful?"
"Yes. Very."
"I have not failed. I have seen the truth. Passion brought me nothing but pain and deep love has saved me. I have learned the love of family, friends, and even learned to love you, whom I once despised. Most of all, I have learned to love the people of The Wold, from whom I once took so much."
"Flower you have learned nothing. I will teach you to evolve. You will learn passion...with Ga'al."
"Caeroldra, you are so misled. I am truly sad. I will have nothing to do with a Cult God. I leave you. However, the next time we meet, even though I love you deeply, we meet as enemies. Goodbye mother....for all time"
"Fine. Die in ignorance."
"AAIIIIEEEEEE!"
"Goodbye....daughter."
::POP::
"I AM ALEMI! Carol, what have you done?"
"You do not control me any longer, Alemi!"
"I never controlled you. I simply loved you. Now it is my duty to judge you. I find you guilty of murder. The sentence is Oblivion!"
"NOOOO AAUUUUUUUGH!"
::The sky turns pink and then red as the Goddess of Love and the Goddess of Passion are slain.::
"Ga'al. Look upon me and recognize me.
"I AM ALEMI, SUPREME OF THE GODS OF WOLD! HEAR MY WORDS AND TREMBLE!
"For crimes against the Noble Races, I hereby judge the self-named Cult Gods GUILTY and declare HOLY WAR upon them!
"Now go, Ga'al and speak my words to your cowardly brethren. The next time we meet IT WILL BE WAR!!
"May The Wold mourn the passing of the GODDESS OF LOVE.
"I go to mourn the passing of an old friend."
::...And it begins to rain.::
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[Clerics of Caeroldra or Flower need to make a Will save DC 14 plus your Cleric Class Level. If you succeed, you are still beset with feelings of obsessive love or the urge to give in to your desires, but are able to control them to an extent. If you fail, your DM will tell you the results and the options available to you.]
[All non-Clerics must make a Will save DC 12 plus half your Character Levels. If you succeed, you are still beset with feelings of obsessive love or the urge to give in to your desires, but are able to control them to an extent. If you fail, your DM will tell you the results and the options available to you.]
Lian d20+8=21 d20+14=25 Thursday April 25th, 2002 1:55:20 AM
"I know of only a few in my village Bertram, but I spent most of my free time in the monastary. I am not sure how many there were."
(OOC: Made his Will save (DC 21), oops +2 rounded down for half character levels)
(OOC: Listening for any strange sounds behind the group, DC 25)
K'Nara d20+5=18 Thursday April 25th, 2002 8:24:12 AM
(OOC: made Willpower save of 18 versus total DC15)
Just as K'Nara suddenly grinned and looked happier than anybody in the party remembered seeing her lately, the dialogue between Flower the One, Caeroldra, Ga'al and Alemi interrupted. With the deaths of the two female deities, a wave of obsessive desire gripped the tall human--powerful enough to make her gasp and step towards the men of the party.
Sarn lil sargtlin's inthen. Beware the silent warriors!
Draa el. Two Die!
Uk zhah raldarin l'waess da'fol har'dro. He is stripping the skin from the earth.
Ragar del huela b'luth'ol d'elghinn. Find/Use the Five Arrows of Death.
Oloth zhah tuth abbil lueth ogglin. Darkness is both friend and Enemy.
L'elamshin d'lil Wold zhah wun dossta ssin. The Destiny of the Wold is to conquer all.
Z'hin bauth lil del noamin colbauth. Travel along the wandering path.
Greymalkin's translation flitted across her mind, helping to break K'Nara's overwhelming desire to...to...to what?
"Listen..." the human bladesinger shook her head and addressed the other Talons, "...Greymalkin of the Gold Dragons has just gotten in touch with me..." Here she touched the silver dragon earclip he'd given her so many months ago. "He's translated the entire dialogue that Ingrge spoke while entranced." She looked at the others with sharp hazel eyes, pausing to see if anyone else had fought off the wave of obsession that had nearly overcome her own mind.
Figment d20+7=21 Thursday April 25th, 2002 10:07:46 AM
The mage looks to the others grimly as the realization that yet two more gods die. As the raw power explodes into the Wold he is somehow able to hold his desires in check - even with the warrior woman advancing toward him. He quickly decides to save that for another time...
He considers carefully the interpretation of the riddle. "Sounds like we need to find 5 arrows of death - and that perhaps silent warriors protect them. Or at least, they are between the arrows and us. Let's get on with it. Ingrge?" He waits for the mage to cast his knock spell on the trap door.
Milo Thursday April 25th, 2002 4:40:55 PM
Milo shrugs at the proclamation, grinning, he says, "I knew that... but thanks for lettin' everyone else know about the war." Milo looks skyward reverently, and then turns his attention back toward the door, to see if he can figure out how to open it up.
Olana d20+5=16 Thursday April 25th, 2002 5:53:16 PM
Olana is climbing back down the steps, getting out of the way of Figment and Ingrge, should they start blasting, when yet another tragedy of the Gods is unleashed on them.
She steps backward and, disoriented, falls on her rump. However, her distress is overtaken by something else, which seems to sweep through her like a tidal wave.
Slowly, she rises, her eyes closed, her spread fingers slowly moving up her thighs, then to her waist and above, exploring her curves. She loosens her hair, tossing it back over her shoulders in a long cascade of blonde waves. "Mmmmm....." she whispers quietly.
Suddenly, her eyes snap open - as bright and round as ice-blue saucers. "Oh!" she exclaims, somewhat startled. "Did we get that trapdoor open?"
((Made Save - only just though, I think))
Ingrge d20+5=6 Thursday April 25th, 2002 7:27:29 PM
Stepping forward to cast his spell, Ingrge motions for Milo to step aside and then with a bare motion, a few mumbled words and light knock, the entire party can hear a bar slide across the floor above. After casting, he steps back to let others move forward as the death of the love gods rolls through their minds. As Ingrge steps back, a cross between a feral growl and a moan comes out of him as he turns and watches Olana as she caresses herself. The moan gets even deeper for a moment as it turns into Olana's name and Ingrge makes a beeline for the curvacious ranger. Dropping his staff to the ground, a look of pure unadulterated lust has filled Ingrge's eyes as he crosses the space to where Olana is standing.
Falin Thursday April 25th, 2002 9:33:45 PM
As the waves of feelings wash over the party Falin gets a wild look in his eye... "What are we waiting for?!?!?", Falins voice begins to get louder, "I have waited for almost a decade for this weapon, a weapon of great power to cleanse this place of evil and reclaim that which was taken from me. I'll not wait one more minute!!!" Falin begins to make his way towards the trap door not letting anyone get in his way. As he approaches the door we will ready his bow in anticipation of what lie on the other side.
DM Kent Thursday April 25th, 2002 10:36:26 PM
As the some of the party moves forward upon the stairs to the trap door to see what is above, Ingrge is going the other way and impeding Olana's progress toward the door.
Falin falls in behind K'Nara and realizes that their leader, while gruff and strong, is still pretty darn attractive. As he is following her, another feeling comes over him and he is now sure that K'Nara has a thing for him. After all, why else would she have let a total stranger join her group so fast?
As the trap door is pushed open there is some resistance and as it moves upward a small amount of powdery gray dust slips down through the opening.
Lian d20+14=31 Thursday April 25th, 2002 11:06:52 PM
Lian watches the door open. He holds his breath when he sees the dust, not knowing what it may actually be.
"Be careful Friends, I would hate for one of you to be hurt!" he cautions, still feeling the love.
(OOC: Listening for anything, DC 31)
Milo d20+19=39 Thursday April 25th, 2002 11:39:30 PM
Turning to face Ingrge, Milo comes down the stairs as the elf casts the spell at the door, happy to have help. As he reaches ground level, Milo's attention is immediately drawn toward Olana, and genuine concern turns into relief as the spell seems to lose its grip on her. His head jerks back toward Ingrge as the elf stalks toward Olana, his intentions plain. Light on his feet, Milo charges forward stepping between Ingrge and Olana. Looking up at Ingrge, "I know I haven't been very straight forward about this... " being a cleric, Milo clearly has control of his faculties, "BUT I SAW HER FIRST! Back up Ingrge, and get a grip!" (OOC: Made a Move Silently check at -5 to my check for moving quickly. Total is DC 39)
K'Nara d20+6=23 Friday April 26th, 2002 6:51:22 AM
Ingrge's spell unbolted the trapdoor above and K'Nara grinned, anticipating the next leg of their adventure in this abandonned tower. Even as she signaled for Milo to open the door, Ingrge's sudden shift in mood jangled warning bells in her cauled head.
"Oh, not now!!!" the leader of the Talons bemoaned, then seized the artificially-smitten Ingrge in a wrestling hold by slipping her arms beneath the elf's armpits and locking her hands behind his neck. "Milo...Brother Bertram...is there any way of snapping Ingrge out of this? I think it's an adverse reaction to what we all just heard occur..."
(OOC: K'Nara's strength is 13.)
Figment Friday April 26th, 2002 10:30:44 AM
The mage frowns, knowing there is nothing he can do for his smitten friend. He muses silently how he might've used the situation to his advantage had impending combat and the fate of the Emerald City not been in the balance... Oh well.
"I'll watch the door while you guys resolve this - situation. I can be of no help I fear.". He watches the door and prepares to cast, just in case.
Olana Friday April 26th, 2002 2:32:44 PM
Olana seems most confused. Strange whispers assault her mind as she registers the look in Ingrge's eyes. A primeval call she must answer. Maybe -
Then, Milo's outburst snaps her out of it. "I'm sorry. I'm sorry. Let's not fight," she pleads. "We are not ourselves at this moment."
Her blue eyes look upon everyone there with affection and warmth however. To her at least, it seems the bond between the group has strengthened by more than a few notches.
Her hand lingers on Milo's shoulder momentarily.
Flueterflam d20+4=6 Friday April 26th, 2002 2:32:57 PM
(ooc: sorry for the late roll)
After the death of the goddesses, the bard is overcome with emotion. He seems to lose control of himself....
Ingrge d20+7=26 Friday April 26th, 2002 5:01:48 PM
Seeing Milo step in between him and Olanna sends bolts of fury shooting through Ingrge's head and he nearly loses all control. His facy contorts in a rictus of pure anger. Just as he is about to speak he feels the wiry K'nara grapple him from behind. With the added adrenelin of Milo's interference added to his already extraordinary strength, he flips K'nara of to one side like she was but a child playing a game. (strenth 18, opposition roll 26)
Taking several steps and bearing down on Milo, Olanna's plea to not fight finally sinks through. Almost instantly Ingrge's face noticably softens. Quickly and quietly he steps to Olanna's side, takes her hand in his, squeezes it once and then steps back toward the stairs. There are beads of moisture along his forehead and rivulets of sweat running down his face and neck.
Brother Bertram Friday April 26th, 2002 9:24:24 PM
Bertram muses the passing of yet more gods, and almost misses the exchange between the members of the party. He looks on bemused at first at the way some of the party was acting. Finally K'nara's words bring realization that things had suddenly turned serious. With a grunt he moved over to help keep Ingrge subdued. He breathes a sigh of relief seeing Ingrge suddenly seem to calm and gain control of himself.
Milo Friday April 26th, 2002 11:00:18 PM
Milo's short sword finds its way into his hand as Ingrge charges toward him, the halfling seems determined to defend himself at the very least. However, when Ingrge halts his charge, Milo lowers the weapon, grateful that he didn't have to use it on his friend. Milo takes a deep breath, relaxing himself as he resheaths the weapon. Looking up at Olana briefly, Milo speaks in a near whisper, "I am myself, but perhaps myself is a conversation for another time." Milo blushes furiously, realizing that he cannot find the words he wants. Embarrassed at his lack of discretion, he turns to follow the group up the stairs.
K'Nara Saturday April 27th, 2002 8:07:54 AM
The human bladesinger went somersaulting through the air and landed flat on her back, knocking the wind out of her.
"Well...that trap door does seem dusty, now, doesn't it..?" K'Nara mused out loud as she studied the ceiling from her supremely dignified position on the floor.
Lian d20+11=25 d20+14=21 d20+6=9 Saturday April 27th, 2002 4:25:39 PM
The young elf seems to snicker softly at Milo and Olana's exhibition. Then the soft snicker turns to silence as K'nara hits the floor.
OOC: As they move up the stairs, Lian attempts to step lightly and listens and watches, 25, 21 and 9 respectively.
DM kent Sunday April 28th, 2002 7:52:19 PM
As the Talons make their way onto the floor of this level, the first thing they notice is that unlike the lower floors, this one is entirely covered in a thick blanket of fine gray dust that billows up with each step. This is also the first of the rooms that isn't well lit. The taint and smell of the undead can be noticed by those who make a knowledge roll of DC 12. As they make their way into the barracks room a sound is heard coming from an adjoining room. Moments later six figures emerge from the room. They are wearing what appear to be the remains of matched uniforms of the tower warders.
Figment 7d6(6+1+3+4+5+5+2)=26 Sunday April 28th, 2002 8:02:53 PM
The mage doesn't immediately place the foul odor but wastes no time when the creatures appear. He frowns at the revolting sight of these creatures and immediately casts a fireball on them hoping to not only exterminate the cretaures, but the stench as well (note: since there is no dimensions have been given, I'm assuming he can cast it without engulfing the party. If there is not room, he opts for a split lightining bolt - same damage [26].).
Olana d20+10=30 d20+2=15 Sunday April 28th, 2002 8:52:10 PM
Olana gives Milo a smile, and then sighs as she watches Ingrge climb the stairs.
Then she helps K'Nara back on her feet.
Up on the next floor, her nostrils flare as the dust rises. (Knowledge - Nature DC30)
"This place above the trapdoor has not been disturbed in a long time," she says. "And there is death here that walks."
As the creatures emerge from the next room she attempts to get a better look at them without looking directly in their eyes. Are they skeletons? In which case her ranged weapons would be useless, or something more sustantial? Were they what was left of elves? or a cruel parody?(Spot DC 15)
Lian d20+6=20 d8-1=1 d8+14=16 d20+14=28 Monday April 29th, 2002 12:57:08 AM
Lian waits (readies an action) for Bertram to move in toward the foulness. When Bertram moves, Lian will take up a flanking position and will strike at it.
Hitting AC 20 (not including flank) for 1 point of DMG.
Lian's AC versus his opponent is 20, that include his Dodge and Bracers.
OOC: Listening for more movement other than the ones immediately withing sight, DC 28. (Disregard the d8+14 roll, I forgot to adjust the dice) ALSO OOC: I couldn't remember if undead can or can't be flanked.
K'Nara d20=19 Monday April 29th, 2002 7:52:38 AM
K'Nara smiled grimly as she took Olana's hand and righted herself.
"Thanks!" she said briefly but sincerely, then told the Talons about finally getting through to her master Greymalkin of the Gold Dragons, along with his take on the Drow dialogue spoken by Ingrge during his trance.
Once the Talons were through the trap door, the stench was unmistakeable...undead were nearby, K'Nara just knew it.
"Heads up!" the human bladesinger said upon the appearance of the six figures. As Figment let loose with his spell, K'Nara instinctively reached over her shoulder to pull out--
"Lucia!"
The repaired bastard sword flamed to life, and K'Nara fell into her battle-ready stance to see the outcome of the mage's attack.
Milo d20+1=11 Monday April 29th, 2002 10:30:26 AM
As the creatures emerge and are subsequently bombarded by Figment's magic, Milo steps up next to the wizard, and holding his holy symbol up prominently, "Feel Alemi's Wrath!" (OOC: Made a turn check DC 11, I don't think that does it.)
DM Kent Monday April 29th, 2002 8:57:16 PM
The Talons all get up stairs and into the room as Figment's spell goes off catching S4 and S5 in the fiery blast. As the fire and smoke clears and Milo tries to turn them and feels their malice turned back on himself. The five beasties that you can see are really large and ugly skeletons. Milo feels a palpable evil coming from the shape at the rear of the room, just moments before YOU ALL are overcome by a wave of fear.
(Will DC 17 or flee in panic. Those that fail and flee need to make a dex check to not fall off the railess stairs.)
Brother Bertram d20+8=26 Monday April 29th, 2002 9:06:35 PM
Bertram feels the horror of the creatures wash over him and tries to resist the urge to turn and run in terror from the fiends. Bertram realizes the feeling has abated and roars out his rage and charges towards the foul creatures.
Milo d20+6=16 d20+6=20 Monday April 29th, 2002 9:12:47 PM
Milo feels the wave of evil permeate his very being, and for a split second he considers fleeing this unholy place, but steeling himself, the halfling instead casts protection from evil on himself, and moves in behind Bertram, drawing his short sword. (OOC: Initially failed the saving throw by 1, spent one hero point for a reroll and hit DC 20)
Lian Monday April 29th, 2002 10:18:11 PM
Lian attempts to avoid the undead. He scurries up the wall (using the slippers) and moves to the ceiling.
Falin d20+3=4 d20+6=13 Monday April 29th, 2002 10:46:31 PM
Falin rushes forward to do battle then the fear takes hold of him and he drops his bow in an attepmt to remove himself from the presence of the fear. He runs down the stairs to place as much distance between himself and this place.
(OCC: rolled a 1 on my will save, so Falin is gone with the wind.)
Olana d20+5=15 d20+5=23 d20+7=8 d20+9=20 d10+3=11 Monday April 29th, 2002 11:28:58 PM
((Also re-rolled Will Save using a Hero Point - DC15 becomes DC 23 phew))
Olana gasps audibly as the wave of horror almost overcomes her. It takes a conscious effort to draw both her longswords and make a move on Skeleton 6.
Twisting the blades so they sweep flat, rather than on edge, she spins around, lending herself momentum - *WHAP* hitting the skeleton once, and again *WHAP* as hard as she can with the flat of her blades. (One possible hit for 11 DAM)
"That rhyme!" she yells, trying to think hard - "mentioned some arrows - and darkness being friend and enemy!"
Lian d20+8=15 Tuesday April 30th, 2002 2:09:27 AM
Failed Will Save, but if it's enchantment, +4 versus for 19.
K'Nara d20+5=22 d20+8=16 d10+4=10 d6=6 Tuesday April 30th, 2002 7:41:38 AM
"Domi's blood!" K'Nara gasped as the wave of fear slammed into her very soul. She used her hard-practiced bladesinger discipline once more to overcome the effect, then settled herself into the dancing style of combat, advancing upon S1 and striking at it with Lucia.
(OOC: made the save; hits AC16 for 10hp damage and 6hp additional fire damage.)
Flueterflam d20+4=13 d20+1=20 Tuesday April 30th, 2002 8:20:39 AM
As the bard is overcome by a horrible dread, his feet take him in the direction he just came. Without taking any mind to how dangerous the path is Fluet scurries down the stairs as quickly as he can. (ooc: Failed Will, Dex DC 20)
Figment d20+7=23 7d6(4+1+1+5+2+6+2)=21 Tuesday April 30th, 2002 4:26:54 PM
Prepared for the wave of fear he knows will probably come (a relatively common undead ability), the mage braces for it with some success (DC 23). He quickly moves over behind K'Nara and lines up Skeleton #2 and the source of the terror (back of the room) and launches a bolt of lightning at them - making sure to catch both in its deadly blast (note, if the distance prevents it then he focuses on the one at the back.).
DM Kent 3d4(4+3+1)+3=11 Tuesday April 30th, 2002 5:49:28 PM
(enemy ACs are at least 17)
Fluet, Falin and Lian start to move forward to aid their friends and then as the fear washes over them, they turned and ran for the exit. Fluet and Falin make it down the two sets of stairs with no mishaps. (Lian I still need your Dex roll vs DC12.) As you make it to the ground floor the fear lessons to a point where you no longer need to flee but neither do you want to return. (You may attempt to return in two rounds if you pass your will save DC 16 at -2)
Figment realizes that his only real target is the shadowy figure at the rear as S2 moves up with S1. As his bolt scurries across the room toward his target, He sees a flash of something from that end of the room as well.
K'nara moves forward and launches into S1 as she notes that S2 is coming to join forces. that momentary loss of focus allows her opponent to just avoid being hit by her flaming sword.
Olanna lights into S3(there is no S6) and does indeed succeed with her second strike.
Bertram makes it to his foe (s4) and realizes that he just let himself open for an attack of opportunity.
Milo follows closely behind the charging dwarf.
Ingrge casts quickly seeing K'nara faced by two opponents and his 3 bolts of energy streak toward S2 striking him squarely
DM Kent 8d6(2+1+2+4+5+2+3+2)=21 d20+5=6 d20+5=13 d20+5=12 d20+5=13 d20+5=12 d20+5=14 d20+5=9 d20+5=23 d20+5=13 d20+5=15 d20+5=12 d20+5=11 d20+5=20 d8+4=5 Tuesday April 30th, 2002 5:56:41 PM
As Figment's lightening bolt flies across the room it nearly crosses paths with a fireball coming the other way. (Ingrge and figment 21 points or half with reflex DC16.)
K'nara's foes each strike out with two long wicked looking talons and miss.
Bertram's foe also misses three times.
Olanna's foe claws at her and connects for 5 points.
Flueterflam Tuesday April 30th, 2002 7:29:16 PM
The bard mumbles somewhat incoherently to Falin about how scary those things were as they reach the bottom. He suddenly becomes worried about the others who stupidly stayed up top. However, his concern for them does not overpower his nerves which are shot from fright.
To Falin, "Why did they stay up there?? Whatever was up there so scary, I can't even imagine what they would have done to us if we stayed." Although Fluet is slowly calming down, he still is shaking slightly.
Olana d20+7=17 d20+9=26 d8+3=5 d10+3=7 Tuesday April 30th, 2002 7:35:38 PM
(Whoops, sorry I got my Skeleton Numbers mixed up)
Blocking out the blow from Skeleton 3 - Olana growls and spins around again, fast and hard - once - twice, hammering at the brittle bones of her attacker with the flat of her swords. (Hits AC 17 and 26 for possible damage of 5 and 7)
Milo (Invisible) d20+4=22 Tuesday April 30th, 2002 8:14:46 PM
Seeing the fireball go off, Milo activates his ring of invisibility, and then turns toward the enemy spellcaster, running as quietly as he can.(OOC: Took a -20 to my check for running. Made a Move Silently check at DC 22 anyways. Yeah baby!)
Lian d20+3=22 d20+11=22 Tuesday April 30th, 2002 8:57:50 PM
(Dex Check 22)
Lian scurries along the wall back toward the entrance, then he drops (using the wall to slow the drop if greater than 15 foot drop) to the floor landing on his feet (Tumble Check 22).
He stops at the door to watch the fray.
Brother Bertram d20+6=26 d20+6=14 Tuesday April 30th, 2002 10:06:54 PM
Bertram grins as the foul creature swings with no effect. "My turn, Evil One". Bertram enjoys the feel of the axe biting into the creature's bones, but grimaces as he feels the blade deflect somewhat. Despite this setback he roars to his friend farther down the hall. "Come, Friend Lian! These creatures can be defeated! We have handled worse, Now come, FIGHT WITH ME!"
Figment d20+5=6 3d4(4+2+1)+3=10 d4+1=5 Tuesday April 30th, 2002 11:02:48 PM
OOC: Figment is behind K'Nara so she has to save too if Figment does - as does S1 and S2.
The mage misses his save badly and takes the full force of the fireball (if he got hit with it at all). He lines up his opponent and hits him with 4 magic missiles (15 DMG). And he prepares to cast yet again.
Figment, cont. d20+5=6 3d4(4+2+1)+3=10 d4+1=5 Tuesday April 30th, 2002 11:04:26 PM
The mage calls out to Ingrge "Focus on the caster - he's the biggest threat!"
K'Nara d20=15 d20=4 Wednesday May 1st, 2002 1:03:50 PM
(OOC: I'm posting away from home, so I don't have K'Nara's sheet with me. The first roll is for her Dexterity save versus the fireball [if she has to make one], and the second was for her attempt to strike at her foe again, which I know is a dismal failure.)
K'Nara just barely danced out of the way of the incoming fireball, but at the expense of having her sword come even remotely close to either of the skeletons within her strike range.
Ingrge d20+7=8 6d6(6+4+2+4+2+3)=21 Wednesday May 1st, 2002 7:57:16 PM
Focussing on K'nara's opponents Ingrge fails to see the incoming fireball until to late and took the full brunt of the blast. As he recovers his composure he nods his response to Figment and without hesitation fires off a fireball response of his own. (21 points DC17)
DM Kent d100=70 Wednesday May 1st, 2002 8:09:48 PM
Falin , Lian and Fluet are down on the entry level two flights down recovering their wits. (you may return this round for next round if you make a Fort DC of 16 at a -1)
K'nara feels the wash of heat as the fireball explodes behind her catching Figment and Ingrge and as she dodges flame she does indeed miss her foe.
Olanna continues to batter at her foe with the flat of her blades even thought he blades are taking a beating themselves.
Bertram slams into the skeleton on him and is feels some joy as he watches a bone fragment or two flake off. His joy soon passes as S5 joins his other opponent.
Figment casts his missiles and watches as they strike his opponent.
Milo takes off around the corner of the table and feels the fiery blast lick at his heels spurring his speed as he covers 60 feet of the distance to the shadowy figure and needs to make another will save of DC16 or run away.
DM Kent d20+4=19 d20+4=22 d20+4=22 d20+4=24 d20+4=12 4d8(7+5+7+6)+16=41 d20+4=24 d20+4=5 d20+4=9 d8+4=5 d20+4=20 d20+4=11 d20+4=23 d20+4=13 d20+4=11 2d8(8+1)+8=17 d20+8=21 Wednesday May 1st, 2002 8:20:17 PM
K'nara's opponenets take her lack of attack as a sign of weakness striking and connecting four times (poss crit crit miss) for 41 points of damage.
Olanna's attacker hits once (poss crit misses) for 5 points.
Not being able to see milo Ingrge's fireball catches him as well (21 points reflex DC17 for 10 points).
The shadowy figure again casts and suddenly things around him go absolutely pitch black.
Brother Bertram d20+6=13 Wednesday May 1st, 2002 8:44:51 PM
Bertram roars as the claws connect, pain shooting through his side. He swings his axe at the one that him, but to his disgust the axe merely clips the creatures bones and bounces away, doing no damage. He waits to feel the claws of the other take advantage of his, perhaps fatal, mistake.
Falin d20+2=11 Wednesday May 1st, 2002 9:21:47 PM
Falin is still unable to climb the stairs. The fear in his heart is too great. He is torn between his fear and hearing his comrades fighting.
To Fluet: "I must overcome my fear soon or the shame that I will feel if someone dies will be to great for me to continue on."
Falin starts to prep himself for another attempt at the staircase. All he can think about is his bow laying on the floor upstairs.
Milo (Invisible, Haste, Protection from Evil, Shield of Faith [AC 25]) d20+8=28 d20+12=17 Wednesday May 1st, 2002 9:35:57 PM
Milo feels the wave of fear strike him, and wash over his protection from evil spell, granted by the good grace of Alemi. The fireball is a little more tricky however as the halfling rogue barely evades its fiery heat. Stopping just outside the darkness, Milo reaches into his satchel and pulls out a potion of haste, drinking it quickly. With the extra partial action the haste gives him this round he casts shield of faith on himself, and then circles twenty-feet around the darkness to his right. (OOC: Made Will save at DC 28. Made Reflex save at DC 17 evading all damage from the fireball.)
Olana d20+7=11 d20+9=22 d10+3=10 Wednesday May 1st, 2002 10:17:34 PM
Heeding the wear and tear of her blades, Olana stops spinning, and crouches, slicing edge on at her foe, hopefully landing one blow. (AC22 for 10 dam - only half damage this time?)
Lian d20+6=9 d20+14=20 Thursday May 2nd, 2002 2:35:24 AM
"Bertram, I would, but I am terrified, Friend!"
Lian stands, shaking at the thought of going back into the room.
Lian watches (and listens to) the corridor and room with interest, (Spot Check 0f 9 and Listen Check of 20)
(OOC: 1 round away from making another save to go back in)
K'Nara d20=13 d10=7 d6=6 Thursday May 2nd, 2002 1:48:42 PM
(OOC: still away from home computer--but I think that K'Nara connects this time!)
Reeling from the pain and the massive damage of the blows from her two undead opponents, K'Nara gritted her teeth and whirled Lucia downwards upon the head of S1.
"Whatever you do--" she told Figment, "--make it snappy...I don't know how long I can hold off two of these soulless things..."
Figment Thursday May 2nd, 2002 5:37:04 PM
Seeing K'Nara take the tremendous punishment, the mage casts stoneskin on the warrior woman (7 - 10/+5) "I have no idea what we face yet - a lich perhaps - so here's some help for you!".
Ingrge 6d6(4+4+6+4+5+6)=29 Thursday May 2nd, 2002 11:20:27 PM
Taking a moment to assess whether or not he can really affect any of the combats without badly injuring one of his own, ingrge again opts for sending a fireball barrelling into the circle of darkness (29 points refex DC 17)
DM kent Thursday May 2nd, 2002 11:27:50 PM
Lian Falin and Fluet still downstairs can make an attempt to return with a will DC of 16.
Figment casts his spell on K'nara and sees the tell tale shimmer of the stoneskins taking their place.
Olana and K'nara's attacks do indeed connect doing damage to their respective foes.
Bertram stoically awaits what he fears may be the end of him.
Ingrge's spell goes off without a hitch and is absorbed by the blackness and what happens to it is unknown.
Milo creeps around the bunks to get against the wall and again feels the heat of fire nearby.
DM kent d20+4=6 d20+4=5 d20+4=12 d20+4=13 d20+4=16 d20+4=13 d20+4=15 d20+4=15 d20+4=15 Thursday May 2nd, 2002 11:32:42 PM
Knara's attackers both miss with their attacks as do the two on bertram though he feels the claws rip through the fabric of his cloak. Olanna's foe also misses clipping off some of the hair on her head and giving her a closer shave than she is used to.
Olana d20+7=24 d20+9=26 d8+3=5 d10+3=9 Friday May 3rd, 2002 12:52:33 AM
Dodging the claws of her opponant, she has no time to lament the loss of a few locks of hair. Seeing an opening, she brings both blades edges up, and then down hard, slicing into the monster before her. (AC 24,26 for 5 and 9 DAM)
"Get up here! We need you!" she cries out desperately to those below.
((Next post - Sunday Evening))
Milo (Invisible, Haste, Protection from Evil, Shield of Faith [AC 25]) d20+19=34 d20+9=17 Friday May 3rd, 2002 1:15:18 AM
With his cloak pulled tightly about him, Milo slips quickly into the edge of the darkness, and moves quietly through, placing all his concentration on listening for the enemy. Aware that his opponent may move once in the confines of the darkness, Milo does as well, walking his full move straight forward, back toward his friends while listening.(OOC: Made a Move Silently check with a self-imposed -5 for walking normal speed at DC 34. Made a Listen check at DC 17. Full move is up to 60 ft. with haste [40 ft. normal plus 20 ft. extra partial action])
Lian d20+8=26 Friday May 3rd, 2002 1:55:24 AM
(Will save made, 26)
Lian begins up stairs, at full movement of 80.
"Bertram! I am on my way Friend!"
Moving to meet Bertram, and his opponents.
Flueterflam d20+4=6 Friday May 3rd, 2002 3:06:31 AM
"I am sorry friends, I just can't." The bard shakes in his fear. (ooc: Will failed) He looks up towards his comrades and just says in the back of his mind, 'It will be ok....It will be ok.'
K'Nara (Stoneskin) d20+8=25 d10+4=6 d6=4 Friday May 3rd, 2002 6:21:36 AM
"Thanks, Figment..!" K'Nara said to the mage as she felt the stoneskin materialize around her. Then she attacked the skeleton in front of her (S1) again. (OOC: hits AC25 for 6hp damage and 4hp fire damage.)
Figment d20+2=20 Friday May 3rd, 2002 9:41:18 AM
Suspecting that the caster is going invisible, the mage does likewise (Improved Invis). He moves around K'Nara and the 2 creatures whispering "You're welcome." to the warrior woman. Moving to the top of the room near the bunk beds (behind the creatures on K'Nara - but well away from them) he begins looking and listening for any sign of the caster (Listen DC 20).
Falin d20+3=8 Friday May 3rd, 2002 12:16:44 PM
Falin still can not force himself up the stairs.
Brother Bertram d20+6=26 d20+6=23 d10+5=10 Friday May 3rd, 2002 8:30:27 PM
Bertram greets Lian's cry with one of his own as he surges forward again attacking the one that hit him, swinging the axe powerfully, feeling his arms jar with the force of the mighty swing. (OOC Crit roll for Damage)
Ingrge Saturday May 4th, 2002 2:49:49 PM
With staff in hand, and knowing full well that he is inviting an attack, Ingrge moves to engage one of K'nara's foes.
DM Kent d20+4=10 d20+4=18 Saturday May 4th, 2002 3:06:30 PM
Bertram does indeed fell the impact of his mighty ax blow as he cleaves into S4 and several ribs break off and fall to the floor.
Figment does indeed hear something moving in the middle of the room for a moment and then is not sure.
Milo too hears something moving ahead of him as he comes out of the darkness but can not pinpoint the location of the scuffle.
K'nara once again feels the satisfaction of having her old friend at hand again and connecting with an enemy. As her blow lands she sees bone chips fly but realized that the fire is probably as, if not more effective that the blade itself.
Fluet and Falin look at each other and then look back upwards as Lian sprints back up the two flights of stairs. (Will DC 15 to return)
Lian sprints up the two flights of stairs and manages not trip and fall off the narrow stairs. As he enters the barraks and looks around he sees K'nara and Ingrge facing two skeletons, and Bertram and Olanna facing three skeletons. Lian sees no sign of Milo or Figment but does notice that there is a large area in complete darkness at the rear of the room.
Olanna's twin blades slice through several bones and leave chips falling to the ground.
Ingrge makes his move and charges into the fray, leaving himself open for an attack in an effort to distract one of the skeleton from carving further furrows into k'nara.
DM Kent d20+4=12 d20+4=14 d20+4=14 d20+4=9 d20+4=5 d20+4=14 d20+4=20 d20+4=21 d20+4=14 d20+4=8 d20+4=9 d20+4=18 d8+4=11 2d8(2+5)+8=15 d8+4=8 d20+7=19 d4+3=7 Saturday May 4th, 2002 3:20:22 PM
As Ingrge moves in S1 turns and claws twice at him connecting once and then attacks again missing twice. (11 points)
Bertram's two opponents attack from both sides and having Bertram sandwiched between them is struck once.(for 8 more points)
Just as Lian finishes taking in the scene in the room a dagger flashes into existance about 15 feet in front of him and flies unerringly toward him and is stopped only by his own body as he is used as a pincushion (7 points damage and fortitude save DC 13 - poison)6 addtional damage if fail)
Falin d20+3=7 Sunday May 5th, 2002 8:03:39 AM
Falin is still caught in the web of fear weaved by the creature on the floor above.
Figment (Improved Invis, 99 rounds left) 4d4(1+4+3+4)+4=16 d20+3=17 Sunday May 5th, 2002 11:11:28 AM
Not getting a clear bead on his adversary, the mage decides to blast one of the creatures he can see. He blasts S1 who is doing damage to Ingrge, hoping to free him up for the real fight so he can cast. Once done he immediately flees his position since it should be obvious to the invisible foes where he now is. He races straight south and leaps up on the table in the center of the room, hops down on the other side, and then immediately cuts east over towards the darkness area (probably over near Milo, though he doesn't know it). (Made Dex check DC 17).
Flueterflam d20+4=10 Sunday May 5th, 2002 8:34:48 PM
The bard trembles, still unable to move himself forward.
K'Nara d20=15 d20+8=16 Monday May 6th, 2002 6:43:25 AM
K'Nara's brow furrowed as she analyzed the damage she was--or, more accurately, was not--doing to the skeleton she was fighting. Then an all-but-forgotten piece of lore filtered into her mind: swords were not the best weapons to use against skeletons! (OOC: made a voluntary Intelligence check.)
The human bladesinger groaned--she didn't have any other weapons besides Lucia and that scimitar on her...she'd have to keep hacking away at her foes and hope that the fire from the blade would help to destroy the corrupted corpses.
It didn't help that her sudden insight caused K'Nara to flinch and miss one of her opponents again, though.
Milo d20+8=23 d20+9=23 Monday May 6th, 2002 10:05:28 AM
Noticing the dagger mysteriously appearing in mid-air to strike Lian, Milo moves toward where he believes the source of that dagger is, listening intently for any sound that would betray his friend's attacker. (OOC: Made a Spot check to notice the dagger attack DC 23. Then made a Listen check DC 23)
Olana d20+7=8 d20+9=27 d10+3=9 Monday May 6th, 2002 12:14:08 PM
The elf continues to hack away at her opponant, losing some of her finesse as she sustains wounds from the creature's claws, and only connecting with one blade. (DAM 9 on AC27)
Right now, she wished she could fight like Lian and punch the thing's head right off. She was beginning to get annoyed with this critter.
Brother Bertram d20+6=24 d10+5=7 Monday May 6th, 2002 9:10:25 PM
Bertram reels but again strikes at the creature, and is rewarded seeing more bones smash away from the creature's body. He sees Lian fall and roars his anger, thinking the lad dead.
(OOC 7)
Lian d20+11=28 d8-1=3 d20+6=20 Monday May 6th, 2002 10:17:55 PM
Looking around, Lian watches the dagger appear in midair and bats it away like such rubbish. (OOC: Die rolls for deflecting the dagger are in the previous private post Kent)
"Okay, where are you!" Looks around briefly, and seeing no one, Lian moves to his dwarven friend. "What is wrong Bertram my Friend? Sorry it took me so long. " Tumbling to a fighting position across from Bertram (flanking). Lian cartwheels between Bertram, S4 and S5(Tumble Check of 28)through the occupied areas, where Bertram and the skeleton are. Hitting the S4 (AC 22 Flanking) for 3 points of DMG.
Lian's AC versus S4 is 20 using his Dodge.
Ingrge d20+10=23 d6+5=10 Tuesday May 7th, 2002 4:47:25 PM
Smashing his staff into his opponent (10 points), Ingrge grins as the skeleton is blasted by Figment's missiles as well. Taking a moment to make a decision Ingrge stands ready for a retaliation.
DM Kent d20+4=22 Tuesday May 7th, 2002 5:02:30 PM
Lian tries to deflect the dagger flying at him and realizes that he is unable to deflect it (must be aware of the attack before it occurs for the feat to work)(7 points damage. Made fortitude save I rolled for you) He definitely sees where the dagger came from but there is no one there. As he tumbles across between Bertram and the skeletons, he opens himself up to an attack of opportunity, as he comes to a stop.
Olanna is surprised as her last attack seems to make a big difference as the skeleton crumbles in front of her.
Between Ingrge's and and Figment's attacks, Ingrge is saved from an attack as the skeleton flies to pieces.
Bertram does indeed see several more bones fly from his opponent, but it remains standing in front of him.
K'nara continues to be frustrated by her lack of success but is much happier now that she is facing only one opponent.
Falin and Fluet can return with a will save of DC14.
Milo makes his move as he sees the dagger appear and manages to hear a light scuffle as if some one was moving away from the area .
...
DM Kent d20+4=6 d20+4=13 d20+4=12 d20+4=6 d20+4=22 d20+4=24 d20+4=15 d20+7=8 d8+4=5 d8+4=7 Tuesday May 7th, 2002 5:09:56 PM
K'nara breathes a sigh of relief as S2 claws at her twice missing both times.
Bertram too is relieved as his opponent whiffs as well.
After Lian goes tumbling through and stops, S4 slashes at him connecting (AC 22)for 5 points and then after Lian's attack is hit once more for 7 points.
Olanna feeling a bit better now that her opponent has fallen is extremely surprised as she feels the nearness of cold pass by her neck and feels the movement of the air, as if something just clawed by her but missed.
Figment 4d4(2+1+3+3)+4=13 Tuesday May 7th, 2002 5:57:07 PM
Seeing Lian is probably faring least well, the mage blasts S4 with a magic missle, hitting the thing squarely. He then quickly moves again south and west to just in front of the rotting beds so the Lian is directly North of him. He continues to scan for signs of the invisible foe (13 DMG).
Brother Bertram Tuesday May 7th, 2002 8:37:39 PM
Bertram shields his eyes as the one skeleton in front of him literally explodes from Figment's blast. Ignoring the others, he turns and grabs Lian by the collar and moves back from the creatures dragging him to relative safety.
Milo (Haste, Protection from Evil, Shield of Faith [AC 25]) d20+5=14 d20+5=21 d20+5=19 Tuesday May 7th, 2002 10:09:37 PM
Milo steps to where he thinks he heard the shuffling and swings fast, his sword cutting through the air in his attack. As he does so, he quickly fades in, becoming visible. (OOC: Milo hit ACs 14, 21, and 19 respectively. I believe their is a 50% mischance because of invisibility. I'll let you roll that.)
Flueterflam d20+4=13 Tuesday May 7th, 2002 11:09:46 PM
Flueterflam's heart flutters with some slight courage, but the fear is so strong that he doubts himself and his abilities. He stands there as thought his feet were planted trees, unable to pull out of the earth and take him to his destination.
Lian d20+4=5 d20+4=21 d8-1=4 Wednesday May 8th, 2002 1:18:29 AM
Cut by the dagger and slashed by the skeleton, Lian staggers from the blows. Lian jumps from the missile hitting the skeleton and moves behind S5.
The young elf blastes the skeleton with several fast blows (flurry of blows), missing with the first blow and hitting with the second for 4 points of DMG.
Olana d20+7=19 d20+9=14 d8+3=4 d10+3=5 Wednesday May 8th, 2002 1:43:58 AM
"There's something here!!" exclaims the elf, after feeling a coldness that makes her shudder. "Has it come out of the blackness??"
She begins a wild sweep with her blades, shifting them up by about a foot as soon as she see's Milo shimmer into view.
Holding both blades together, she draws a complete horizontal circle with the deadly edges. Whatever it was - if it was still around, she'd have a chance at attacking it, hopefully. (Mere possibilities - ACs 19 and 14, for 4 and 5 DAM)
K'Nara d20+8=25 d10+4=13 d6=5 Wednesday May 8th, 2002 7:19:09 AM
Swinging her blazing bastard sword at S2 (OOC: hits AC25 for 13hp damage and 5hp fire damage), K'Nara yelled the following advice:
"If we have invisible foes, stir up the dust in the room! That should make anything invisible suddenly visible again..!"
Falin d20+3=22 Wednesday May 8th, 2002 8:35:20 AM
Courage swells through his entire being as Falin cries out a war cry and charges up the stairs to retrieve his abandend weapon.
Ingrge d20+10=11 Wednesday May 8th, 2002 4:54:15 PM
"Nice strike K'nara, now lets see what wood can do to these guys." Ingrge follows his comments with a full staff strike putting everything he has into this strike and nearly takes K"nara down as the skeleton somehow perfectly times a duck.
DM Kent d100=59 d20+3=16 d20+3=21 Wednesday May 8th, 2002 5:24:33 PM
Knara's strike literally rips half the skeletons ribs away causing it to bend over just as Ingrge swings his staff. K'nara has no time to relish her strike as she has to dodge Ingrge swinging stick.
Milo flashes into visiblity several feet behind Olanna with his blade flashing and is rewarded with the feel of a his sword striking flesh with his second swing. (I rolled damage for you)
Olanna literally swings into action, doing her imitation of a windmill, and while she manages to miss Milo, she also misses everything else.
Figment's missiles slam into S4 sending bone fragments everywhere, but leaving the skelly still standing.
Bertram opens himself up for an attack of opportunity as he pulls Lian out of harms way only to watch him pull loose and dive right back into the fray, his fists and feet moving like a small turbinestriking out at the skeleton nearby.
Falin finally gets his courage up and rushes back to join the fray and makes it safely back to the room's entrance, leaving Fluet shivering below.
DM Kent d2=2 d20+4=14 d20+4=20 d8+4=6 d20+4=14 d20+4=15 d20+4=24 d20+4=24 d8+4=10 d8+4=10 d20+4=21 d20+4=9 d8+4=8 d2=2 d20+7=9 Wednesday May 8th, 2002 5:41:45 PM
S2 takes exception to Ingrge trying to clobber him and strikes back at the elf connecting with his second set od talons for 6 points.
As Bertram rushes into grab Lian, S4 swings at him and misses and then comes after him in all seriousness missing the first time, but connecting with his last claw strike and sinks his claws deeply into the dwarfs side (double nat 20) for 20 points of damage.
After his attack Lian himself is attacked by S5 connecting on the first attack and tearing a chunk out of his side. (damage 8 points)
As Milo comes out of invisibility and makes his strikes he feels a cold movement of air near his cheek and feels something snag momentarily in his clothes.
Lian d100=69 Wednesday May 8th, 2002 5:59:32 PM
Lian falls, bleeding.
Flueterflam d20+4=13 Wednesday May 8th, 2002 7:38:51 PM
(ooc: how unlucky, 2 13's in a row)
The bard sees Falin run up ahead, back to the others. But allow this sparks a bit of courage, again he cannot move himself due to the cold, dreadful fear.
Brother Bertram Wednesday May 8th, 2002 10:13:00 PM
Bertram growls as Lian rushes back in but then lets out a horrific scream, as the claws make contact with him, and he staggers but manages to grab the Lian and drag him away groggily, ignoring the pain in his back, and the warm trickle running down his legs, his lifeblood dripping away drop by drop.
Milo (Haste, Protection from Evil, Shield of Faith [AC 25]) d20+6=13 d20+6=19 d20+6=19 d6+1=7 d6+1=7 Thursday May 9th, 2002 1:14:53 AM
Milo continues his assault upon his invisible opponent, slicing through the air at where he believes him to be. (OOC: Milo takes three swings hitting ACs 13, 19, and 19 respectively. If either of the 19s hit they do 7 hps each.)
Olana d20+7=16 d20+9=25 d8+3=4 d10+3=9 Thursday May 9th, 2002 1:27:48 AM
Olana moves into action at the same time as Milo, keeping her blades high she swipes once more at where she thinks the monster is. (Hits 16 and 25 for 4 and 9)
Figment (Improved Invis) 4d4(2+4+1+3)+4=14 Thursday May 9th, 2002 8:57:01 AM
Seeing the others engage the invisible foe the mage is at least relieved that it has been found. Knowing he can do nothing for his friends against it without hurting them - or worse - he focuses instead on the creatures he can see.
He is horrified as the young elf falls to the ground and determines to help them again seeing them faring worst of all. He blasts S4 or S5 again with a magic missle (14 DMG) - depending on which one looks the closest to going down.
Falin Thursday May 9th, 2002 9:04:49 AM
Falin recovers his bow and knocks an arrow. He steadies his gaze and wonders what the rest of the party is doing swinging at nothing. Have they all gone mad?
K'Nara d20+8=19 d10+4=7 d6=4 Thursday May 9th, 2002 9:19:57 AM
The human bladesinger panted hard--the unnaturally viscious blows she'd suffered at the very beginning of the battle were now telling of the serious damage they'd done to her, but K'Nara knew she couldn't afford to stop her assault now, so she let out a holler of determination as she swung back into S2 yet again. (OOC: hits AC19 for 7hp damage and 4hp fire damage.)
Ingrge 6d6(6+3+5+4+4+6)=28 Thursday May 9th, 2002 5:07:52 PM
Grinning as the skeleton in front of him falls, Lian's scream registers and he turns that way just as hesees Figment's missiles blast another to calcium deposits. Making a snap decision and calculation, Ingrge casts a spell seemingly toward the far end of the table away from the action. A fireball comes into being exploding and spreading outward just engulfing the remaining visible skeleton. (28 points reflex DC 17 for 14 points)
DM Kent d20+3=11 d20+4=9 d20+4=11 Thursday May 9th, 2002 5:15:04 PM
Knara's strike destroys her opponent as do Figments missiles. S5 tries to catch bertram as he pulls Lian out of the way but misses. Fluet still is trying to regain his full courage and can return with a will DC roll of 12. Falin finds his bow and nocks an arrow. Ingrge's spell goes off without a hitch obliterating the table and catching S5 it the backlash.
Milo can feel that his opponent is nearby but came up empty with his attacks.
Olanna just knows that her second attack would have skewered the invisible foe if only it had been any where near her.
DM Kent d20+7=24 Thursday May 9th, 2002 5:22:12 PM
S5 staggers out of the fiery circle and stumbles southward.
The invisible foe reaches out and Milo feels a claw just brush the edge of his shoulder. A deep chill of death briefly touches him and is then gone. (AC 24)
Flueterflam d20+4=24 Thursday May 9th, 2002 5:57:49 PM
(ooc: finally...)
The bard roars as a sudden warmth sears through his veins and obliterates the chills and fears. Fluet storms back into the room and unsheathes his +2 short sword as he runs up the stairs.
Milo (Haste, Protection from Evil, Shield of Faith [AC 25]) d20+6=20 d6+1=4 Thursday May 9th, 2002 9:20:50 PM
Feeling himself coming down from the haste potion he drank, and realizing that his magical speed is all that is saving him from death's touch, Milo quickly snatches another potion of haste from his satchel and quickly drinks the contents, renewing his attack with vigor. "I need more help locking this guy down, if someone could flank him for me that would be great. Watch out... his touch is death." (OOC: Takes one attack hitting AC 20 for 4 hps of damage.)
Lian d100=44 Thursday May 9th, 2002 9:32:05 PM
Still bleeding.
Olana Friday May 10th, 2002 2:35:21 AM
Olana suddenly remembers something that K'Nara said, and scoops up dust, hurling it behind Milo. But would it highlight the invisible beastie monster thingy with the death touch?
K'Nara Friday May 10th, 2002 8:16:52 AM
The tall woman warrior grinned as the last of the skeletons in her section finally fell to pieces. Before she could even think of celebrating the hard-won victory, however, the fact that Lian was gravely injured and that Milo was still trying to outmaneuver an invisible foe registered on her brain.
K'Nara stopped, then cast True Strike upon herself, intending to attempt to take advantage of Olana's dust-tossing tactics...hopefully...
Falin d20+1=20 d20+13=22 d20+13=14 d8+2=8 d8+2=4 Friday May 10th, 2002 10:04:37 AM
Falin will pause and look at the floor for movement in the dust but without a body above it to move the dust. As the dust moves he will fire two arrows into the space above it.
(OCC: Spot check of 20. AC's of 22 and 14. Dmg 8 and 4 respectively)
Figment (Improved Invis - 97 Rounds left) 4d4(1+4+4+4)+4=17 Friday May 10th, 2002 2:57:59 PM
The mage decides to blast the approaching skeleton in stead of risk something on the invisible guy. He whacks him with 4 firey missiles hoping it is enough to down him (17 DMG). He then backs away from the thing over closer to Milo and the invisible foe.
Bertram d20+12=29 Friday May 10th, 2002 10:00:54 PM
Muttering to himself something about boneheaded stubborn humans Bertram works over his bleeding friend using all of his skills to stabilize Liam before attempting any further healing. Lian's wounds are stabilized are bandaged.
Ingrge Friday May 10th, 2002 10:12:32 PM
Noting Figment taking care of the remaining skeleton, Ingrge relexively cast yet another spell this time centering on Milo and suddenly Milo and the surroundin 20 ft diameter circle is filled with a bounty of glittering dust. (Bad guy and Milo will save DC 16 or be blinded)
DM Kent d20+4=18 d20+4=15 d20+11=21 Friday May 10th, 2002 10:23:07 PM
Fluet rushes up the stairs with little difficulty.
Falin's first arrow finds a home in something above the disturbed dust.
Milo drinks his potion and then feels his blade snag in some material but quickly rip through.
Olanna tosses her dust at an area behind Milo and is rewarded with noticing tha about half of the dust never hits the floor.
Ingrge casts his spell and suddenly you see outlined in the golden circle right behind Milo a cloaked figure. (Milo make will save DC16)
Bertram works on Lian and Lian regains conciousness for a moment and then falls back. but he is stabilized.
K'nara takes in the situation and casts her spell hoping for the best.
DM Kent d20+7=24 d10+5=10 Friday May 10th, 2002 10:27:26 PM
The now semi visible SL once again reaches out to touch Milo and this time the halfling feels the chill touch come down solidly on his arm. (10 points damage and Fortitude DC 16 or fall paralyzed)
Lian (Stabalized) Saturday May 11th, 2002 1:55:32 AM
The bleeding stops. The monk falls into a deep comforting dream.
Milo (Haste, Protection from Evil, Shield of Faith [AC 25]) d20+6=23 d20+8=23 d20+6=23 d20+6=14 d20+6=13 d6+1=7 Saturday May 11th, 2002 2:48:50 AM
Covered in the glittering dust Milo blinks away the spots that threaten to cloud his vision. Feeling the numbing grasp of the cloaked figure, Milo grits his teeth to keep from shrieking in agony, and steels himself as he feels his muscles begin to lock up. Using the speed of haste potion as an anchor, Milo spins in place, bringing his short sword to bear on his deathly attacker. (OOC: Made Will save and Fort save both at DC 23 oddly enough. Of three attacks Milo hits ACs 23, 14, and 13. Hits once for sure for 7 hps.)
Figment (Improved Invis - 96 rounds left) 4d4(1+2+1+4)+4=12 Saturday May 11th, 2002 7:08:21 PM
The mage smiles with satifaction as the skeleton near him goes to peices. Seeing the figure revealed by Ingrge's timely spell, he blasts the cloaked figure with 4 magic missles (12 DMG).
Olana d20+7=12 d20+7=17 d4+3=5 Sunday May 12th, 2002 6:49:07 PM
At last! They could see the thing!
Staying well back from the effects of the spellcasters attacks, she whipped out a couple of daggers and hurled them toward the monster as hard as she could, then stepped back and got out her shortbow. (1 possible hit ac 17 for 5)
Falin d20+13=17 d20+13=30 d20+8=22 d8+2=6 d8+2=5 d8+2=6 Monday May 13th, 2002 9:39:56 AM
Falin lets loose with all of his pent up rage and humiliation from running from battle. He fires three arrows into the monster. (OCC: AC 17,30,22 Dmg: 6,5,6)
As Falin reaches back for another arrow to knock he realizes he is running low on ammunition.
Flueterflam Monday May 13th, 2002 12:28:51 PM
Scanning the room to see what evil still exists in the area, Fluet notices finally that Milo is being attack by......something. He sheathes his sword and nocks an arrow, preparing to aim at this slightly visible thing.
Bertram 2d8(7+2)+10=19 Monday May 13th, 2002 5:58:01 PM
Using one of his last spells, Bertram casts over the now sleeping Lian. (Cure moderate wounds for 19 points)
DM kent d20+7=22 d10+5=6 Monday May 13th, 2002 6:28:31 PM
Reeling a bit from the single shots from Figment, Milo and Falin, the creature, which you can now tell is a LICH, drops its invisibility and reaches out and grasps Olanna in one of its claws.
(Olanna - 6 points and Will save DC 16 or fall to the ground.)
Olana d20+5=13 d20+5=18 Monday May 13th, 2002 8:10:03 PM
Just as she was moving away - the thing reaches out and manages to grab her. It is possibly the worst feeling she has ever experienced, andshe lets out a blood curdling scream before she can stop herself.
For a fraction of a second, her body seems to want to be perfectly still, but somehow - she manages to summon the willpower to wrench herself away from it. ((Re-rolled hero point))
'Don't let it touch you! Don't let it touch you! she yells, shivering.
Lian d20+6=8 Monday May 13th, 2002 10:40:09 PM
The young elf blinks awake and just stares at the ceiling.
"I need to start down a different life path, this one is going to kill me." Says the monk.
"How are the Talons fairing?" Rolling over to stand up, Lian looks around while on one knee. Catching a glimpse of some nasty ghoulish beast reaching for Olana, it sends a chill down Lian's spine just looking at it. "Bertram, what in the Wold is THAT?!"
OOC: Lian is looking around quickly trying to take in what he can, Check of 8!
Brother Bertram Monday May 13th, 2002 11:35:16 PM
"Rest Lad, all is well. Now I have to go help the others." Bertram turns at Olana's scream and begins charges directly at the horrid creature.
Milo (Haste, Protection from Evil, Shield of Faith [AC 25]) d20+8=26 d20+8=22 d20+8=20 d6+1=4 d6+1=3 d6+1=6 Tuesday May 14th, 2002 1:04:07 AM
Seeing the lich for what it is, Milo quickly circles the creature to stand at a flanking position, and lets his sword do the talking. (OOC: Milo hits AC 26, 22, and 20 for 4, 3, and 6 hps respectively.)
K'Nara Stoneskin, True Strike d20+8=28 d20+8=24 d10+4=12 d10+4=10 d6=5 d6=2 d10+4=8 d6=1 Tuesday May 14th, 2002 7:51:12 AM
Olana's cry and the horrible visage of the undead foe made K'Nara pause for a moment, then the human bladesinger hissed:
"Come, now--dance with me!" After issuing her challenge to the lich, K'Nara executed a ballet-like leap, whirling the flaming Lucia about her in a terrible yet beautiful attack that hit the wizened spellcaster full-force. (OOC: possible crit hit: AC28 for 12hp damage & 5hp fire damage; crit hit AC24 for 18hp damage & 3hp fire damage)
Figment (Improved Invis) 4d4(3+4+3+4)+4=18 Tuesday May 14th, 2002 9:21:11 AM
The mage drops all pretense of stealth and focuses solely on casting and helping his friends. "It is a lich! Kill it quick folks!". He fires his last round of magic missles at the deadly creature in hopes he can come up with something more to help take this thing out.
Ingrge Tuesday May 14th, 2002 8:47:40 PM
Trying to figure out what he can do to help that doesn't endanger his friends Ingrge opts for getting closer and seeing what he can to do to aid the injured. Noticing as he approaches that Bertram is very unsteady in his charge and blood covered as well.
DM kent d4=1 d20+7=20 d10+5=6 Tuesday May 14th, 2002 8:54:44 PM
The Lich seems to almost be grinning at you as he is repeatedly struck. Some of the blows seem to do little or no damage while others seem to stagger it. He truly grins as he watches Bertram's staggering charge and reaches out with his claws and rakes him down the side. (six points and will DC 16 or fall to ground)
As Bertram falls, an awful, hollow laugh comes from the Lich's gaping mouth and then speakings for the first time says, "Once again those in between life and death, prove to be too much for the living. Even the Gods must be wary of the Undead."
Flueterflam d20+4=16 d8=5 Wednesday May 15th, 2002 12:24:27 AM
Ready....Aim....Fire (DC 16 for 5) The bard hopes to hit the undead creature, just as the horrible words reaches his ears. Flueterflam shivers as he nocks another arrow to fire.
Lian d20+11=18 d20+4=17 Wednesday May 15th, 2002 1:13:04 AM
Not knowing anything about Undead, let alone Liches, he flips and spins (18) into the fray to reach Bertram. When he gets there he intends to pull him away. (Untrained Heal check to stop any bleeding, making the check with 17).
Lian's AC versus the Lich with Dodge is 20.
Milo (Haste, Protection from Evil, Shield of Faith [AC 25]) d20+7=20 d20+7=25 2d8(3+8)+3=14 2d8(6+7)+3=16 Wednesday May 15th, 2002 1:13:15 AM
Looking up at the lich with a feral grin, Milo retorts, "I'm not much of a cleric, I'll admit, but thanks for confirming what I've been guessing at for a while." Reaching into his satchel, Milo pulls out the large ruby gem of healing. "Go back to the hell from which you came." And then the halfling strikes at the undead creature twice, using the positive healing energy of the gem to damage him. (OOC: Still hasted, Milo makes two touch attacks, hitting AC 20 and 25 respectively. Remember that a creature's touch AC only includes bonuses from Dex, deflection, and size. Assuming I hit, he takes 14 hps and 16 hps respectively (30 hps damage total) as the cure moderate wounds spells damage undead.)
K'Nara d20+8=12 Wednesday May 15th, 2002 7:08:50 AM
As Bertram sank to the floor, so did K'Nara's stomach. A lich...what was it that Gemsmith had mentioned about such creatures before..? Curse her for a fool that she hadn't paid attention to the Arcane Lore that her original master had attempted to impart to her during those first days after she'd left her home village of Derring.
K'Nara swung her blade once more, but Bertram's fall rattled her enough to make the blade whistle past the lich without connecting.
Falin d20+1=12 d20+1=9 Wednesday May 15th, 2002 8:47:01 AM
Falin, in an attempt to do some damage looks around the room for something that he thinks would cause damage to a Lich.
(OCC: Spot check of 12; Int check of 9 DUHHH!!!)
Figment (Improved Invis - 94 rounds left) d20+7=25 Wednesday May 15th, 2002 9:11:10 AM
Having no additional offensive spells of use for the time being, the invisible mage moves over toward the combatants. "I'm here guys, just letting you know". He casts Mage armor and decides to put it on Lian since the impetuous monk seems to have a deathwish (Touch Attack, AC 25 - Lian add +4 to AC). He then steps back out of harms way and drops down low to let the combatants go at it amd avoid any stry arrows.
Olana d20+11=20 d20+11=28 d6=2 d6=3 Wednesday May 15th, 2002 1:17:31 PM
Stepping back until she has her loathing under control, Olana fires off two arrows toward the lich (point blank shot, rapid shot, precise shot)using her short bow. She takes careful note of their impact, and if they prove completely ineffective, will move back into the fray with her swords. (Hits AC 20 and 28 for 2 and 3 dam)
Ingrge d20+5=23 d6=6 Wednesday May 15th, 2002 9:48:15 PM
Feeling more secure with others from his party around him, Ingrge casts the only thing he can think of. It looks like a ghostly arm leaves his body and reaches across the room and grips the Lich's arm. (Disrupt undead 6 points. No save)
Dm kent Wednesday May 15th, 2002 9:59:18 PM
Lian mannages to get in and out with no problem as the Lich is just a bit preoccupied. he also manages to staunch the bleeding from Bertram's multiple wounds.
Milo swings his stone connecting with both his strikes.
Olanna's second arrow strikes home, though its hard to tell what damage is done.
Ingrge's spell also goes off at around the same time. It almost seems as though the translucent arm is going to be diverted, but at the last moment it settles on the Lich's outstretched arm.
Moments later the Lich is indistinguishable from the rest of the grey dust on the floor, leaving only a grey cloak behind to mark its passing.
Figment (Improved Invisibility) Wednesday May 15th, 2002 11:37:34 PM
The mage continues his improved invis for now, not wanting to risk another creature as yet unknown. "Everybody OK? Lian, my spell on you will protect you for several hours - just so you know. I'm running low on spells. We'd better make this quick.". He looks around the tower for anything of value.
Lian d20+14=25 Thursday May 16th, 2002 1:53:43 AM
"Thank you Figment. Let us revive Bertram. What spell are you talking about?"
The young elf watches Bertram for any signs of conciousness, occassionally patting the dwarfs face.
OOC: Lian is listening for any strange sounds, DC 25.
Milo d8+1=4 d8+1=6 d8+1=4 d8+1=8 Thursday May 16th, 2002 5:57:56 AM
Milo stashes his gem and looks around, "We're not through yet friends. The only way to truly destroy this creature is to find his phylactery and destroy it. Otherwise he'll reform and I'm sure not be too please with us." Before Milo begins his search he approaches Bertram, and pulling a wand from his satchel that looks like a stout white stick with silver runes, tipped with a small ruby, he places it gently to the dwarf's forehead and utters a quick prayer. (OOC: use four charges from the wand of cure light wounds to heal 22 hps over four rounds)
K'Nara d20=10 Thursday May 16th, 2002 7:54:11 AM
"Filla-what?" K'Nara echoed Milo's word--or tried to. The alien-sounding term did ring a bell in the furthest reaches of the human bladesinger's memories--sounded a lot like what Gemsmith had been trying to drum into her head.
"Never mind--heal up Brother Bertram." the leader of the Emerald Talons said, then extinguished her sword and sheathed it. "The rest of us--look for this filla-lackery thing--find it and destroy it!" (OOC: will take 20 to Search if that's possible, if not, then Search check is {aaaaaaaaaaack!} 10.) So saying, K'Nara immediately began rifling the room for anything that looked like what Milo was talking about.
Olana Thursday May 16th, 2002 6:15:45 PM
Olana looks at Milo, then looks at K'Nara and shrugs. "What does a phylactery look like, Milo," she asks, and then begins to search.
Figment (Improved Invis) d20+7=11 Friday May 17th, 2002 9:13:25 AM
The mage narrows his search for the phylactery. He fires off his Detect Magic spell if unsuccessful and scans the entire floor. If not found there he finds the stairs and climbs.
DM kent Friday May 17th, 2002 8:53:40 PM
As the talons search the room for various things, they find several interesting things in the chests. They find 2 vials of a swirling grey-white liquid, a rolled up piece of parchment, 300 platinum pieces, and five vials of a lightly sweet smelling light blue liquid. also found on two skeltons finger bones are two unmarked, gold rings. The lich's cloak is also on the floor. There is also a second rolled up parchment found. The Phylactery has yet to be located, but Figment's spell lights up the Lich's cloak as he runs his spell along the floor.
Bertram regains conciousness as Milo uses his wand.
Brother Bertram Friday May 17th, 2002 9:41:51 PM
Bertram groans and stands shakily to his feet. Seeing Milo standing over him, Bertram grins weakly, "Im assuming that I didn't hit him Friend Milo?" Bertram gathers his axe and then joins the search of the room.
Milo d8+1=3 d8+1=7 d8+1=8 d8+1=3 Saturday May 18th, 2002 1:21:54 AM
Looking over a Olana, Milo looks perplexed, "I don't really know... it could be anything I suppose. It must contain his spirit. Ya know, now that I think of it... it doesn't even necessarily need to be here." Milo smiles at Bertram, "Oh you hit him just fine... I think he fainted DEAD away." Milo chuckles at his little joke. "Now hold still, I'm on strict orders from K'nara to keep poking you with this wand until you're all better." Milo jabs Bertram a few more times. (OOC: Bertram regains 21 more hps.)
Lian d20+14=33 Saturday May 18th, 2002 2:06:49 AM
Looking at his two friends who are talking about the Lich, Lian just hangs his head.
"I was not much help today, in fact, Bertram got hurt because of me."
"Perhaps that Phylactery is hidden in the walls or possibly somewhere where it could not be detected." The elf states with certainty. "I do not think it would be close to the Lichs lair. Perhaps hidden within the depths."
Lian rubs his chest as if still in pain from his wounds.
OOC: Still listening for strange sounds, made a 33.
Flueterflam Saturday May 18th, 2002 2:54:01 PM
The bard lowers his head like Lian and pouts to himself about his cowardice. He just feels like curling up in the corner and crying. How could he have let himself be so scared? Fluet keeps silent, hoping no one will ever mention this incident again.
Figment - Improved Invis, Sunday May 19th, 2002 11:11:42 PM
The mage looks over the chests. He the moves to the table and chairs in the center of the room and then begins looking quickly around the beds. "Take that cloak off the lich. If he comes back we at least cna make sure he's not as powerful - it'c magic. I haven't found the phylactery yet...".
K'Nara d20-1=15 Monday May 20th, 2002 6:45:48 AM
Still bleeding a bit from her own wounds, K'Nara took the time to bind herself up (OOC: Heal check 15--she's down to about 10 or 12hp from 59!) and consider the treasure found.
"I wonder if this skirmish falls under the dreamranting Ingrge did last night..?" the human bladesinger mused, mulling over the translated phrases Ingrge had uttered:
Beware the silent warriors!
Two Die!
He is stripping the skin from the earth.
Find/Use the Five Arrows of Death.
Darkness is both friend and Enemy.
The Destiny of the Wold is to conquer all.
Travel along the wandering path.
Olana d20+10=15 d20+2=8 Monday May 20th, 2002 1:12:35 PM
Olana gives a sigh. She wants to go and tell Lian and Fluet not to feel bad about running from the Lich, but holds back - figuring they'd rather not have it mentioned.
"Well I think we've just met the silent warriors," she says. "Although I don't like the sound of the 'two die' part. Who's supposed to die? One of us? Or two of them?"
She starts searching for other rooms, once everything in this room has been looked at. (Search and Spot checks 15 and 8)
DM kent Monday May 20th, 2002 7:02:35 PM
While Milo's ministrations and prodding seem to have Bertram in much better health (there are still what would be several week old injuries still visible, but nearly healed), Several other Talons are obviously in very painful states.
As someon continues the climb up the stairs they find the door opens on to a crenelated roof top. There is nothing else there.
There is still no sign of the Lich's Phylactery and you are thinking that it is not in this room.
Olanna thinks that perhaps the stair that ended at the floor on the bottom level, in a space similar to the entry to this floor, may indeed have a hidden door that was not previously noticed or uncovered.
Ingrge, joining in the search of the room, stops when K'nara speaks the phrases that he spouted earlier. "K'nara, I think that translation might be a bit off. I think that maybe that fourth phrse should be find/follow the death arrows. I also believe that technically we did lose two members today. Both Lian and Bertram fell unmoving to our opponents."
Milo d8+1=5 d8+1=9 d8+1=4 d8+1=5 d20+24=44 Monday May 20th, 2002 8:59:25 PM
Seeing that everyone looks relatively gimpy at this point Milo begins making his rounds. He starts with his leader. Sneaking up behind K'nara, unintentionally of course, Milo jabs her once with the wand. "Hold still K'nara, this won't hurt a bit." The halfling hits her with the wand three more times, and then with a playful wink and a twirl of the wand, he turns looking around the room muttering, "Where is Olana?" Then regaining a more serious demeanor, "It would help if the injured would just line up for this, so I can get the healing done real quick like." (OOC: Made a Move silently check DC 44. Healed K'nara for 23 hps. If the players would give up an OOC clue as to how bad they are off, like Donna did, that would help me gauge how much healing to use on ya'll, that would be real helpful.)
Brother Bertram d20+2=21 Monday May 20th, 2002 10:24:26 PM
Bertram examines the walls and floors carefully looking for anything out of the ordinary.
(Stone Cunning +2)
Figment - Improved Invis. d20+7=15 Monday May 20th, 2002 11:00:24 PM
The mage reexamines the area at the bottom of the stair where the door is suspected of being. He taps on the floor to see if it sounds hollow (Search - DC 15).
Lian Monday May 20th, 2002 11:39:31 PM
"Well, it seems the Lich's Phylactery is not anywhere to be found. Where else might it be hidden? Another room?"
Lian (continuation) d20+14=33 d20+2=19 Tuesday May 21st, 2002 6:16:47 AM
"Was there not mention of 'stripping the skin from the earth', or was I hearing things?"
He walks up to a wall and strapes away a few layers of dust and dirt with his fingernail. Then brushing his hands off, he turns to the group; "We should probably dig, is that not right Bertram. I saw you peeking at the walls, was that your thought as well? But where to start?" He places his pointed ear to the wall (Listen of 33), the fingers the wall slightly (Searching with a 19).
"K'nara, should we check the ceiling too! Right?"
K'Nara d20-1=18 Tuesday May 21st, 2002 6:53:29 AM
The tall human female fighter nearly whirled around and ripped off Milo's head when he unexpectedly prodded her with his wand! When she saw that he was only applying his curative magic, however, K'Nara visibly relaxed with a laugh.
"Thank you, Milo," she said, noting that her wounds were now healed to the point of no longer bleeding, "Though I think that--in the future--you would be much safer if you gave me the word of your intentions before sneaking up on me." Her humor restored, the redhead thought seriously on Ingrge's interpretation of his dreamranting.
"You're probably right, Ingrge," the leader of the Talons agreed, "Or the two that fall could have been a reference to the skeletons--meaning that this lich-thing is NOT going to fall." She rolled her hazel eyes at the possibility of having to fight the lich again. "Gods--I hate riddles..!" K'Nara turned her attention to trying to assist in spotting any possible secret doors in the room. (OOC: Spot check 18.)
"Yes, Lian--checking the ceiling would be a very good idea."
Olana d20+10=14 Tuesday May 21st, 2002 2:00:51 PM
The elf tells the others about the possible hidden door on the first floor, and then asks Milo if he could patch her up a bit.
"Careful, Figment," she whispers, stepping forward and giving the area a thorough search. "There might be a trap of some kind." (Search check dc14 - which is a fail I think)
Brother Bertram Tuesday May 21st, 2002 4:14:19 PM
"I wouldn't expect that creature to keep it in the same room with him, too risky. Perhaps a secret place concealed somewhere in here or perhaps where Olana suggested."
Ingrge Tuesday May 21st, 2002 7:52:20 PM
Ingrge walks over to Milo visibly in pain as he walks over (down 37/51) and grimaces as he tries to joke "At least your poking and prodding seems more helpful than Parnoth's. I think i could use a bit of your special ministration my friend.
DM kent Tuesday May 21st, 2002 8:59:53 PM
Bertram and Lian looking at the walls near the trap door leading down find, when they scraped off the grime, 5 blood red arrows carved into the wall, pointing down the stairs, to the lower level.
Down on the first floor, Figment and Olanna carefully look at the area Olanna remembered and they do indeed what appears to be a door underneath a small rug. On the door is carved five blood red arrows.
Upstairs, Falin pauses to look at the second rolled up sheet of parchment and he realizes that it appears to be a last minute writing of the the Elf that became the Lich.
In brief, the parchment tells of the last days of the remaining guards and the despair they feel that they will fail at their ordained task. As a last ditch effort to be able to remain at their posts and continue their duty, The guard captain called on the oldest of the elders for aid and was told that there was a way to cheat death and while not alive still be able to act. This process would leave the undead elves with nothing but their duty renamining to them and even the Gods would have to be wary if they trespassed.
Milo d8+1=6 d8+1=5 d8+1=7 d8+1=6 d8+1=9 d8+1=7 d8+1=4 d8+1=8 d8+1=7 d8+1=9 Wednesday May 22nd, 2002 1:42:18 AM
Milo makes his rounds healing his companions as he goes. He starts with Ingrge, "Okey Dokey, you've seen better days big guy," Milo smiles as he judiciously applies the wand to Ingrge's wounds. He then turns to Olana, "Hey pretty elf lady, hold still a moment while I hit you with my wand of healing." Milo's grin is from ear to ear. (OOC: Applied five charges to Ingrge healing 33 hps of damage, and then five charges to Olana healing 35 hps of damage on her.)
K'Nara Wednesday May 22nd, 2002 6:07:33 AM
The arrows on the floor and then the door that Olana uncovers definitely interested K'Nara.
"These could be the arrows in Ingrge's prophecy." she pointed out, then turned her attention to the mundane stuff in the upper chamber for a moment--taking the time to hastily pack up into her backpack the seven vials of liquid, the other piece of parchment, the two gold rings and the 300 platinum pieces, as well as the lich's cloak.
"Let's check out that door, then," K'Nara said, nodding, "I'd like to see if these are the arrows we are supposed to use and/or follow..."
Falin Wednesday May 22nd, 2002 8:41:25 AM
Fellow travelers, here me. "This is a writting from the elves that guarded this tower in years past. They were fearful they could not complete their given task because of death and they found a way to cheat death by becoming undead with only one mission. That mission was to protect the tower. So I am guessing there are more of them in this tower waiting for us to disturb them so they can stretch their dead bones."
Figment Wednesday May 22nd, 2002 10:05:51 AM
The mage listens to the text. "Well it sounds like we'd do well then to bar the trap doors and rest. I am out of spells and must rest if I am to be effective. Either that or we hope we're done with the guardians and risk it. That way at least we should be able to avoid the lich before he reforms. Maybe it's not such a bad thing to leave him here anyway. This is a place of ancient magic and should be protected...". The mage waits for the decision.
Lian d20+14=25 Wednesday May 22nd, 2002 6:02:59 PM
Lian points out the arrows with a silent gester and waits for the 'ok' from K'nara. He sticks close behind Bertram.
OOC: Listening down the stairs, made DC 25.
Olana Wednesday May 22nd, 2002 6:19:59 PM
"Thank you, Milo," the elf whispers softly.
She listens as Falin reads out the scroll and gives a sigh. "They must have been desperate indeed to take such measures. But if it say the Gods themselves must be wary... just exactly what has been done here? A God would not be afraid of a mere lich. It suggests there's something else. Perhaps something worse. If thats the case then maybe Figment is right, and we need to prepare."
She looks around for something to bar the door to the above room, just in case the lich decides to go walkabout.
Figment was right about one thing. This was indeed a place of ancient magic, and it had been whispering to her ever since she stepped through the door.
Ingrge Wednesday May 22nd, 2002 10:44:35 PM
Sighing a contented sigh as Milo jabs him with the wand. "Thank you friend Milo. I feel much better, though like Figment I am depleted of the majority of my spells and think we should rest before continuing. As that writing that Falin has there, ... I will have to think on that a bit.
DM kent Wednesday May 22nd, 2002 10:49:46 PM
The Talons reconvene downstairs, closing the doors behind them as they descend, though none can be bolted from the bottom side as they all push upward to open.
At this point Figment and Falin seem to be the most injured
Flueterflam Wednesday May 22nd, 2002 10:56:40 PM
The bard keeps quiet to himself. He almost appears suspicious. To any that what Fluet, they might think that he is still slightly scared, but also hiding something else. Several times he opens his mouth as to say or ask something of whomever is near him, but he thinks better of it and just keeps his thoughts inside.
He stays to the rear of the group and looks back many times. Obviously, something is either calling him or he has lost himself in paranoia.
Lian d20+14=17 d20+11=27 Thursday May 23rd, 2002 12:36:27 AM
The young elf listens as the Talons move, actually hoping that he doesn't hear anything at all. Lian, the monk, moves as quiet as possible (27). He walks close to his dwarven companion.
OOC: Listen Check, 17.
Milo d20+19=26 d8+1=4 d8+1=6 d8+1=8 d8+1=5 d8+1=4 d8+1=9 d8+1=5 d8+1=9 Thursday May 23rd, 2002 10:19:21 AM
Moving amongst the party as they move downstairs, Milo walks silently as a matter of course, and finds himself next to Figment. "Hey tough guy, I didn't see you lining up for healling. Hold still for a sec." Milo jabs the wizard a few times with his wand. He then approaches the new guy, "Hey Falin, looks like I get the healing duty today. Stop moving for a sec so I can get you wounds closed up." Jabs him a few times as well. (OOC: Heal Figment for 23 hps, and Falin for 27 hps. How is everyone doing now?)
Figment - Improved Invis Thursday May 23rd, 2002 10:45:58 AM
The mage graciously accepts the healing. "Sorry, I was focused on the search...". (BTW, Figment is still invisible - but he'll line up anyway :)).
"So what'll it be? We go down now or rest first?".
Olana Thursday May 23rd, 2002 3:52:58 PM
"I say we wait."
Frowning, she steps over to Fluet, and asks him softly - "Fluet - what's wrong? Do you sense something?"
Flueterflam Friday May 24th, 2002 3:32:38 AM
Replying to Olana, "No...no, it's just that, well..." The bard appears too frightened to speak. In fact, he seems to be looking for something to happen that will make his interrogation easier. His ears dart various places, looking for an answer.
Finally, the bard calms down. He gives the elf a giant huge and whispers in her ear, "Wait for me." Fluet takes several steps away from Olana. Flueterflam disappears as a soft incantation and delicate hand motions are produced.
. . . .
A small piece of parchment slowly flutters through the air and lands where the feet of the bard stood only seconds prior.
Brother Bertram (sub Jay) d20+1=4 Friday May 24th, 2002 3:35:02 AM
Bertram walks, contemplating and scutinizing the stonework and where a lich may hide his own soul. (Search using Stonecunning, 4 plus cunning for a total of 6, ouch)
OOC: Just out of curiousity Kent, did Mark leave a prepared spell list? Can Bert prepare spells (God being dead and all)?
K'Nara Friday May 24th, 2002 6:08:56 AM
"We're in pretty tough shape." K'Nara conceded out loud. "We really ought to rest up and heal and get our spells back before going on--gods know what else is waiting around in this tower for us." The leader of the Emerald Talons eyed the trapdoor above.
"If we're going to rest first, then we DEFINITELY need to have watches guarding the others as we recover." K'Nara said firmly. "Who's up for first watch? Whomever it is will get healed up as completely as possible by the clerics..."
Figment Friday May 24th, 2002 8:53:14 AM
The mage releases his invisibility. It is clear he was blasted by the fireball, but the healing has gotten most of the physical damage restored. "I can either take first watch and rest or I can rest and then memorize spells as I take last watch. It will take Ingrge and I the longest to recover and prepare. Also, I would recommend those who have spells on them, like Lian take the first watch while they are still of use.". The mage takes his watch - whenever it is, and rests and rememorizes his spells. He changes several to be more appropriate with this type of adventure.
Falin d20+1=14 d20+1=12 d20+10=24 d20+10=20 d20+10=29 Friday May 24th, 2002 9:12:53 AM
"I agree, we should wait for the evening. I need to get a little work done besides." (OCC: Didn't know how many checks to make. I made 2 spot checks 14 and 12 to look for suitable items to make arrows. I then made three rolls to make some arrows 24,20,and 29)
Ingrge Friday May 24th, 2002 6:27:50 PM
Ingrge adds his agreement with the need for rest and recharging. If it could be arranged for our not having to take a watch we would get the most accomplished ....
DM kent Friday May 24th, 2002 6:41:12 PM
The Talons rest throughout the rest of the day and into the evening around dusk there is the sound of what must be a small army passing by. What is worse though are the sounds you hear after most of the noise has passed. Through the arrow slits you hear and if you look you can see what must be several hundred "men" setting up camps around the tower. It is obvious that they know what they are doing as they are outside of bow range and are not setting any groups too close to any others. None appear to come anywhere within the walled grounds.
The talons settle down to sleep for the night.
Lian d20+14=30 Saturday May 25th, 2002 4:58:08 AM
This Talon doesn't rest so easily. The young elf listens (30) to the mass in hopes to hear their plans. Lian is noticably uneasy.
Bertram (sub Jay) Saturday May 25th, 2002 5:13:38 AM
Bertram paces in front of the window (arrow) slits, concern crosses his face as he rubs his bearded chin. The dwarf soon spralls on the floor, laying on his bedroll, hands clasped behind his head with his eyes closed. Axe close by. It's obvious that he's not sleeping well, every sound rouses him. "Get some rest!" He says, as Lian bussles by him.
Falin d20+1=16 d20+1=6 d20+1=11 Saturday May 25th, 2002 12:50:19 PM
After resting a few hours Falin makes his way around the tower looking out. He is looking to see if some poor soul wanders too close to the tower.
(OCC: Spot checks 16,6,11)
Milo d8+1=9 Saturday May 25th, 2002 10:22:13 PM
"I'm up for first watch. Besides... I don't know how well I'm gonna sleep with an army camped outside." Milo touches the wand to his own forehead momentarily, healing himself. He then prays to Alemi, turning the remaining bruise into undamaged flesh. (OOC: Used one charge for 9 hps and change resistance into a cure minor wounds spell for the remaining hp of damage.)
Olana Monday May 27th, 2002 2:40:11 AM
"Fluet??" Olana picks up the parchment and will read it. "Where did he go?" she exclaims.
The bard's disappearance and the gathering army outside leave her pensive and restless.
"I'll take whatever watch is required," she says distractedly.
Figment Monday May 27th, 2002 11:06:57 AM
The mage reaces down and scoops up the parchment that Fluet dropped - and reads it. He sighs as the armies surround the tower. "At least the aura of this tower will give us some level of security from without...". He sleeps and rememorizes his spells as he takes his watch. He keeps an eye on the army outside, trying to determine what or who they might be.
DM Kent Monday May 27th, 2002 9:16:56 PM
Olanna and Figment both read the piece of parchment that floated to the ground as Fluet vanished. The note is very simple in its wording. It simply says, Flueterflam, I need your assistance immediately. M. Both Olanna and Figment recognize the writing as that of the Hierophant.
As it gets dark the fires outside are plainly visible. There seem to be 15 cook fires spaced around the tower's grounds.
During the night nothing much happens except for just after midnight as who ever is watching, peers out at the ground and sees a group of five figures enter the tower grounds and make thier way to the tower itself. As they get within 10 feet of the wall they become silent torches as they flame up and disappear without a sound.
The rest of the time passes without inturruption. It is now morning.
Lian d20+14=29 Tuesday May 28th, 2002 2:01:45 AM
Lian happily takes midnight shift and watches nervously. Seeing the five figures approach the tower, he wakes Bertram. He listens the the stairwell, as he wakes Milo and K'nara. (listen 29, at the stairs) He whispers to them, "I believe someone is sneaking into the tower."
Bertram (sub Jay) Tuesday May 28th, 2002 2:07:26 AM
The dwarf wakes with a grumble and reaches out and grabs the young elfs shirt. "This had better be important my friend." After hearing the news of the figures, he rises with all due haste and grabs up his axe.
K'Nara Tuesday May 28th, 2002 6:36:48 AM
Healed by the magic of Milo and Brother Bertram, the tall bladesinger silently eyed the troops surrounding the tower--or, more accurately, eyed the cook fires. Fifteen of them. The Dark Lord's forces must be having a field day overrunning the Kingdom. K'Nara only hoped that whatever was within this tower was actually something that would prove effective against Marteaus, or the entire Wold would be as bleak and spiritless as the natives of Izen were when Parnoth had sent her there last year.
'Curse me for not comprehending what "the Dark Lord" truly was back then..!' the redhead thought bitterly. Not that she could have done anything about it while within Izen borders, anyhow...still, it rankled that all the clues to Marteaus' intentions had been there in front of her face and she had not realized what the wanna-be god was about to do.
She went to bed in a brooding sort of mood, only to be awoken when the personnel who'd tried to penetrate the tower suddenly went up in flames.
"Well--it seems that the tower can tell the difference between who's here to help and who's here to conquer." K'Nara pointed out, blinking as the last of the doomed squad's flames flickered out. "As soon as everyone's ready, we should resume our mission, though--we still have to find whatever is in here and then try to figure out a way to get out of the area with it...or use it, if need be."
Figment Tuesday May 28th, 2002 8:52:15 AM
The mage rememorizes his spells once he wakes and prepares for the final effort. "Hmmm. Even though we are here to help the minions in the tower attack us. How unusual it let us in but still resists us. Unless of course we simply paid a price for going the wrong direction...". Upon further reflection he also mentions. "At least it's good to know that the Heirophant survives - and that he feels he can rely on our number. What a powerful ally he is indeed!". He pulls out the small pouch which carry the 3 seeds from his golden apple which was the druid's gift back at their first meeting. "Maybe someday I can actually plant these things...".
Olana Tuesday May 28th, 2002 7:23:24 PM
The elf passes around the note after Figment has read it, so everyone knows what happened to Fluet.
After an hour or two collecting her thoughts, she keeps watch alongside the others, raising an eyebrow as some of the encroachers go up like torches.
"We have a lot of elves in our group," she adds as an explanation as to why that particular nasty effect didn't work on them.
Milo d20+11=25 d20+11=31 Wednesday May 29th, 2002 2:31:47 AM
Waking from fitful sleep, Milo prays to Alemi, renewing himself spiritually, and then eats a small meal of jerky and hardtack. Afterwards he gets up, stretches, and begins his search of the strange door with five red arrows. He examines it first for traps, and second for a way to open it up. (OOC: Made two search checks at DC 25 and 31 respectively.)
Ingrge Wednesday May 29th, 2002 6:27:21 PM
Ingrge lseeps fitfully for a while and then drifts off into a deep sleep. Awakening fairly early, he studies his spell book and then takes a gander around the room. K'nara, after a bit of thought about what we know has led me to the conclusion that we have answered at least part of the problem of how to thwart Marteus. We know that Marteus has control over the dead. We also know the dead cannot act on their own. Thirdly, we know that the living cannot effectively harm a god either. So the question is, What is not alive and yet can effectively act on their own behalf? The second question is I think, How does this help us?
DM Kent Wednesday May 29th, 2002 6:36:01 PM
After waking and breaking their fast the talons look out upon the soldiers left behind by Marteus' main force, shake their heads for a moment and then move to the door. Milo's checks reveal that there are no traps and that the lock is a simple one that is easily circumvented by his nimble fingers.
The stairs again go around the outside of the wall, but this time there are damp spots and mosses growing out of the cracks. The room below is dark but there is a bit of reddish light coming from a multi tiled floor. Upon inspection from above there is definately a pattern to the tiles and there appears to be three distincly different intertwined paths created by the tiles.
Lian d20+14=26 Wednesday May 29th, 2002 11:37:13 PM
"Perhaps the yellow tiled path?"
The elf listens to the surrounding sounds(26).
Bertram (sub Jay) d20+1=9 Wednesday May 29th, 2002 11:40:37 PM
The dwarven cleric just looks at the tiles, examining the tiles and stone (11 stone cunning).
"Who knows. Yellow, green."
Milo Thursday May 30th, 2002 2:58:40 AM
Stepping down to the last step, Milo crouches, examining the floor. His hand comes up to cover his mouth, as if to shush himself, and the halfling looks somewhat perplexed. Then suddenly, his countenance brightens, and he begins to speak, "Use the five arrows of death. Why does that have to be a weapon, why can't it be the arrows on the floor here. Look... only on the pink are their five arrows, the other paths all have more." Decided, Milo steps out on the pink path, and begins to follow it across the room, treading lightly as he goes, ready to spring any which way, should the need arise.
Lian Thursday May 30th, 2002 4:16:34 AM
Lian looks at Milo, then smiles. "Of course! I didn't see that. You ARE truly the an Excellent Rogue!"
K'Nara Thursday May 30th, 2002 7:57:11 AM
The chesnut-maned woman warrior managed to complete a short and very basic bladesinger workout before the business of continuing their mission resumed. Ingrge's words sounded quite logical.
"You're probably right, my friend," K'Nara said with a sigh, "As your reasoning has given me a headache...I did say how much I hate riddles, right..?" She smiled, though, and resolved to try to think about the elf's words...hopefully it wouldn't make her head ache too much.
Milo's discovery--and his logic--impressed the leader of the Tines.
"Logic and such isn't my forte..." K'Nara admitted readily, "...but I think Milo's on to something. We'll follow the pink path, then." She bowed low to the halfling. "After you, then, o Seeker of Alemi..."
Figment d20+6=17 d20+10=18 d20+16=29 d20+16=27 Thursday May 30th, 2002 10:32:43 AM
The mage carefully examines the paths (DC 17). He looks closely at the arrows and sees if the the arrows marked on the paths appear to be identical to those scribed on the trap door. He also looks over the paths and compares them against his knowledge of arcana (DC 29) and spellcraft (DC 27 for any clues. He will attempt to share his findings before the Talons set off every magical trap in the place...
Olana d20+11=12 Thursday May 30th, 2002 12:28:30 PM
Olana breaks out in a smile as Milo appears to have figured out the answer, but a moment later it disappears. "Be careful, Milo," she whispers, crouching low in order to give the pathways a lookover. Using all over her tracking skills, she attempts to see if any of the paths have been walked along before. (gee whiz - DC 12)
Ingrge d20=1 Thursday May 30th, 2002 5:48:12 PM
Looking down from above Ingrge gets a puzzled look on his face. I am afraid I have no clue about what I am looking at. As Figment and Milo come up with their information and thoughts, Ingrge listens but makes no comment.
DM kent Thursday May 30th, 2002 5:57:02 PM
Figment's examinations show several things. First all four paths radiate extremely strong magical auras from several various schools of magic. Second all the arrows appear to be identical to those painted on the wall and the door.
Bertram's inspection of the floor's stones reveals that they are all made from a gem like substance and each path is outined in quick-silver.
Olanna's observes that none of the paths seem to be at all worn. Nor is there any dust on any of the paths to hold tracks.
As Milo steps on to the first pink section he vanishes from the sight of all the other Talons.
Lian d20+6=26 d20+6=14 Thursday May 30th, 2002 7:21:00 PM
Lian watches Milo disappear with a look concern on the young elven face. Then it turns to a smile. "Okay Milo, enough with the jokes. Turn back visible so we can see you! Milo? Milo?!" He says quietly.
When Milo doesn't answer, Lian's smile vanishes as quickly as Milo had. He turns the K'nara. "Perhaps NOT the pink path?!"
Lian looks (26) at the walls, seeing if they are tiled as well. Then the monk looks (14) straight up trying to figure in the heighth of the ceiling. (Are there identical paths on the ceiling or the walls? If there are tiles on the walls, what color are they?) Lians thoughts are on NOT touching the floor at all to make it to one of the doors.
Then he turns and looks at the group. "I still think it is the yellow path. The path of least resistance. It over lays the rest of them."
Bertram (sub Jay) d20+1=7 Thursday May 30th, 2002 7:33:17 PM
Bertram determines that the tiles are some sort of gem-like substance. He begins to Appraise their value just out of curiousity (Appraise check of 9 using his racial modifiers). How rare is this substance? Is it all the same type of gem, just colored by hand (or magically)? Where might it be found? How long ago was it cut? Is it dwarven manfactured (or quarried stone)? Gnomish cutting? These are all his internal monologue.
Then he is distracted by Milo's little stunt. "Oh boy. I hope that's the little ones idea of stealth!! Figment, can you see if his aura is on the path or is he TRULY gone!?"
Bertram (sub Jay) Thursday May 30th, 2002 7:39:38 PM
"By the way Figment, that is quicksilver lining those tiles. Is that any significance to you?"
Asking to himself. Is Quicksilver rare, or just hard the manufacture?
Olana Friday May 31st, 2002 2:28:38 AM
"None of these paths are well trodden,"says Olana. "Neither is there any dust.In fact it's as if we are the f - Milo??"
Quickly, she takes her rope, ties one end to her waist. "Will someone hold this? I'll try and get him."
She steps onto the pink path.
K'Nara d20=16 Friday May 31st, 2002 7:40:19 AM
K'Nara's chin dropped to her chest when Milo simply disappeared. What kind of magic was this...or was it something that Milo had no control over..? (OOC: voluntary Intelligence check to figure it out yields a result of 16.)
"This...is NOT good..." K'Nara said, at a loss when confronted by the magical situation. She instinctively grabbed the rope Olana handed over and blinked without comprehension when the Elven ranger stepped onto the pink path after Milo.
Figment Sunday June 2nd, 2002 11:59:13 PM
"Best I can tell, I'd say the pink path is best. Now if we can just make sure Milo is OK. Can you hear us Milo? And Olana, it would be best if-". He listens for a response - and watches what happens to the rope since the impetuous elf once again acts before thinking.
GOD WAR! [CDM Jerry] Monday June 3rd, 2002 10:40:41 AM
A distant rumble is heard, causing many to look in that direction to see if a storm is building. In the distance, a darkness seems to be creeping eastward. A few minutes later, huge clouds are building and soon cover the western sky, moving east. A devil of a storm is brewing, and people scramble through the streets to reach the safety of shelter before it begins.
The storm is filled with magic as the clouds, seemingly alive, build faster than any natural storm. Soon it fills the sky, looking below for victims to pound with hail and strike with...
LIGHTNING!
Suddenly, lightning strikes! Then again! Forking into thousands of bolts, the ground is assaulted. The smell of ozone is in the air. Shortly after comes the thunder! Deafeningly loud, it causes those yet outdoors to hold their ears in pain.
Then, beginning with the places where the lightning had struck, the ground begins to crack and open.
Distantly you hear a dark deep voice. The voice of a god.
"ATTACK!"
Godly war has begun. The Cult Gods have assaulted the Godlands.
The ground begins to shake and the volcanoes of the Scab rejoice in the conflict, belching fire and smoke that can be seen for hundreds of miles. Even the monstrous Shadow Mountain blows its top in tribute to the battle's ferocity. This explosion is heard and seen throughout the peninsula and as far west as Wemic Isle.
Falin Monday June 3rd, 2002 4:53:45 PM
"Did the poem recited earlier have anything that would help us here?"
Bertram (sub Jay) Monday June 3rd, 2002 5:49:33 PM
"I do believe we should go after Milo, he HASN"T answered our calls, that's certainly not like him to leave us hanging for so long. And Olana, I figured she'd have more sense than that!" The dwarf paces in front of the path, just staring at it, attention drawn from the stone and jeweled tiles. The thunder outside startles him, but not enough to pull his attention from the path his friends took.
Lian Monday June 3rd, 2002 5:57:23 PM
"K'nara, I think Bertram is right on one account. Milo HAS NOT answered us, I believe if he could, he would. Perhaps he can hear us and see us, but we for some reason cannot hear or see him.... and Olana." The elf looks at the path, then looks at his leader for the 'okay' to follow.
DM Kent Monday June 3rd, 2002 9:30:40 PM
Olanna steps onto the path with the rope tied to her and vanishes from the sight of the rest of the Talons. The rope remains taught as it slowly slides through K'nara's fingers.
Lian looks at the walls and again notes that they are stone with differnt mosses and dirt covering them. The cieling while visible seems to be without decoration or color.
Bertram's examination of the tile material garners him very little new information. He knows that were he able to remove an entire tile, without damaging it, he knows that he would very likely be a wealthy dwarf. He also can tell that there are many layers of magic woven in through and around the tiles, both individually and as a group.
The tower physically rocks as the thunder is heard outside.
(ooc Jay quicksilver is indeed mercury, but the interesting thing is that this is solidified Mercury)
Olana Tuesday June 4th, 2002 1:40:33 AM
The rope continues to disappear slowly.
K'Nara d20+4=21 Tuesday June 4th, 2002 6:35:46 AM
(OOC: made a voluntary Dexterity check in order to not be knocked off her feet in surprise to the groundshaking that happened.)
The warrior woman looked wildly about her as the start of the Godswar was felt and heard even inside the Tower of Saryd.
"That's it!" K'Nara practically spat, a grim look on her face as she, once more, unsheathed her trademark bastard sword. "We don't have time to screw around--The Wold is going to hell in a handbasket and we can't afford to wait around to see if the handle falls off or not. Forward, Talons..!!!"
So saying, the human bladesinger stepped onto the pink path herself...
Figment Tuesday June 4th, 2002 9:20:04 AM
The mage sees the rope - and hears the war cry. "Looks like we have our answer. Let's do it.".
The First To Go [CDM Jerry] Tuesday June 4th, 2002 3:19:38 PM
Moments later, The sky lets loose with hail and rain. The Gods are at war and the whole Wold is feeling the repercussions thereof.
Those in cities notice explosions. One temple after after another implodes, signifying the death of a god.
The first to go is Teresalia, Goddess of Poetry and Song, followed closely by Mittiri, Goddess of Nature.
Then Raven, one of the Cult Gods, meets his ultimate doom.
Then the earth writhes again with a huge aftershock and the ground buckles. Portions of the land rise and fall as Ga'al is slain along with Pantheon.
Bertram (sub Jay) d20+9=22 Tuesday June 4th, 2002 5:59:57 PM
OOC: Checking the Religous signicants of the current deaths, IE. 'Was Raven foe to Goddess of Nature or Goddess of Song? Ga'al and Pantheon? Etc. Which are Greater Gods, Demi Gods, etc. Concerned about the order in which the deaths occurred. Bertrams Religion check is 22.
Bertram grins as K'nara commands the Talons forward. He steps onto the pink path. "Milo... Olana, we're coming!" He says as he shakes of the rocking tower and cracking thunder.
Lian Tuesday June 4th, 2002 6:06:28 PM
Lian shudders as the thunder errupts around them.
Realizing that half the party was gone, he steps onto the pink path just as the dwarf grabbed him.
Then, just before dissappearing onto the path, Lian leans back and yells to Falin. "Falin, are the soldiers still outsi...." The sentence trails off.
Ingrge Tuesday June 4th, 2002 8:58:12 PM
Ushering the others on in front of him ingrge is the last to step on the path.
DM kent Tuesday June 4th, 2002 9:08:58 PM
As each of you steps on to the pink path, the room vanishes. All that you are aware of are the intertwining paths, each calling for you to follow them, and now each path is seemingly three dimensional. The arrows are now glowing a deep blood red.
Just up ahead you see Olanna still tied to her end of the rope, and much further ahead you ca see a shadowy figure. The elves find that moving along the path somehow feels right. Not easy, but right. For the others it takes full concentration to remain focussed on staying on the correct path.
Oddly enoungh you can not physically hear each other, but you suddenly can hear each other in your minds as if you are talking.
In the midst of getting used to the new form of communication you are all suddenly assaulted by the sounds of battle and the death cries of each god as they die. (Everyone needs to make a will save of DC 20 or fall senseless to the floor. Anyone who worships any of the newly fallen gods needs to make an additional will save DC 20 to keep sane.)
As if the death of the gods isn't enough you find youselves engulfed in a kaleidoscope of color as the paths all start to pulse in a strobe like manner. Around you, you can feel the tremors of the tower being shaken down to its foundation. In addition, the air is now filled with a high pitched whine that hurts the ears.
Figment d20+7=25 Tuesday June 4th, 2002 11:09:24 PM
The mage focuses all his attention on the path, knowing they must get to the end. He grits his teeth through all the sounds and new sensations and keeps his wits about him. "FOCUS!". He thinks loudly to the others, "We are on the right path!". He proceeds forward and attempts to help anyone in front of him who succumbs to the death crys. If they cannot be helped, he leaves them and moves on.
Olana d20+5=13 Wednesday June 5th, 2002 1:35:52 AM
Olana continues to walk slowly and determinedly along the path, convinced that Milo is just up ahead. She smiles as suddenly she can "hear" the voices of her companions. On the verge of calling out to them in her thoughts, she begins to hear the terrible cries as the Gods begin their slaughter of one another. She falters on the path, trying to get her bearings, using every tracking sense she has, but then - as the kaleidoscope assaults her eyes and the path begins to shake, it becomes all too much and she falls.
The last voice she 'hears' is that of Figment. "Fo....cussss........"
Lian d20+8=18 Wednesday June 5th, 2002 2:41:42 AM
OOC: Will Save of 18.
Lian begins to look around, then falls to the floor is convulsions, muttering senselessly.
Bertram (sub Jay) d20+8=9 Wednesday June 5th, 2002 2:48:06 AM
OOC:Will Save of 9, +2 spell/like effects racial dwarven bonus.
The dwarven cleric watches Lian fall into spasms, then follows his lead. Brother Bertram begins twitching, but stays on his feet momentarily, then falls.
"Domi, why.... I need...." He murmers.
Milo d20+6=24 Wednesday June 5th, 2002 3:05:23 AM
Milo remains steady, flinching ever-so-slightly, but remains on his feet, and on the pink path. The halfling moves as quick as his feet will carry him, to the end of this path. (OOC: Made a Will save DC 24.)
K'Nara d20=1 Wednesday June 5th, 2002 6:59:20 AM
K'Nara's human senses betrayed her--she fell to the ground in a quivering, gibbering heap.
Figment Wednesday June 5th, 2002 9:48:29 AM
Seeing the state of the party, the mage thinks to Milo. "Milo, everyone but us has fallen. Come help me!". The mage makes sure everyone is close by dragging them together and waits for Milo. He slaps gently on K'Nara's cheek to try and rouse her.
Ingrge d20+6=20 Wednesday June 5th, 2002 9:51:34 AM
Following along behind the others, Ingrge feels a sense of belonging that he hasn't felt in a long time. Something familiar seems to be calling him along the pink path.
Then the screams and cries of the dying gods intrude on his awareness, followed quickly by the strobing, flashing colored lights. Momentarily stunned and barely remaining concious, Ingrge watches as several others in front of him fall writhing to the ground.
As quickly as he can he makes his way to aid Figment to get the others up and as he gets to each one he ties the rope around each of their waists.
Falin d20+1=4 Wednesday June 5th, 2002 12:12:06 PM
Falin knocks an arrow in his bow and steps onto the path as he closes his eyes. He reopens them only to fall to the ground in a sensless heap.
DM Kent d20+4=17 d20+4=16 Wednesday June 5th, 2002 7:27:02 PM
Figment gives K'nara a gentle slap and is rewarded by her eyes snapping open. There is a glaze over her eyes that Figment has seen only on those who are not aware of what is going on around them.
Ingrge reaches Falin as he falls give him a shake as he ties the rope around his waist. As he finishes the tying Falin comes to a semi concious state.
After several moments of the shaking and the strobe effects things settle back down and soon you are looking at the paths again, each calling to you and pulling on you.
Milo makes it to the end of the path and finds there is something waiting there for him. (see email)
Figment d4+1=5 Wednesday June 5th, 2002 8:47:49 PM
The mage shakes his head as Milo once again in his estimation completely disregards everyone else and acts on his own. "I'd say we'd better get to the end of the path. Our halfling friend has decided he can take on the tower alone!". He moves with the others down the path. Before they get to the end of the path, the mage casts Cat's Grace on K'Nara (+5 Dex). "Might as well be ready, we'll need it.". He holds his spell if the effects on the path make it impossible to cast.
Milo Wednesday June 5th, 2002 10:16:20 PM
Hearing Figment in his head is quite disconcerting as Milo makes his way down the path. Not realizing that his friends had joined him on this perilous trip. Concentrating, he thinks back to him, 'I don't know how much help I'd be, I'm having a really tough time, stayin' on my own two feet.... uh oh... I've really done it this time.' Milo's mental voice wavers.
Lian Thursday June 6th, 2002 12:59:38 AM
~Twitch... twitch~
Bertram (sub Jay) Thursday June 6th, 2002 1:02:43 AM
"... Domi....dead?"
The dwarf continues to spasm.
K'Nara (Cat's Grace--Dex now 23?) d20=20 Thursday June 6th, 2002 6:58:07 AM
The attention paid to her by Ingrge and Figment resulted in snapping the leader of the Emerald Talons back to her senses.
"Sisters take me!" the female fighter gasped as she shook off the last of the disorienting and surreal mental effects of the Elven magic around her. "It's stuff like this that makes me wonder if I'm truly meant to train as a bladesinger..." K'Nara rolled back to her feet as she instinctively scooped up her fallen weapon.
"Milo..?" she called--was it mentally or physically?--frowning as she, too, realized that the roguish cleric of Alemi was too far away for her comfort. Pausing only long enough to untie the rope just secured around her waist.
"Ingrge--try to help snap the others out of it," she ordered, stepping away from the rope, "I'll go back up Milo...if he needs it. Join us as soon as you can..!" So saying, the redhead sprinted down the path towards the far-away figure of Milo--and whatever he was addressing.
Olana d20+5=21 Thursday June 6th, 2002 11:46:11 AM
(Succeeded another check, just - if its allowed - )
Groggily the elf comes to her senses and begins to crawl along the path, and will try and help with the others.
(If still out -) Olana still lies on the path, completely out of it.
Is This The End? [CDM Jerry] Thursday June 6th, 2002 12:09:18 PM
Quicker than most can discern, emotions wash over the Noble Races as god after god dies in holy battle!
Then it stops. Is this the end? Are there still Gods to protect the Wold? Has Marteaus defeated the Gods of Wold?
No, there is hope! Three temples remain.
Alemi. Marteaus. Gargul.
The aftershocks begin to subside, leaving behind groaning sound as if the Wold were trying to pull itself apart.
DM kent Thursday June 6th, 2002 1:26:28 PM
With Olanna's help, Ingrge and Figment manage to get everyone up and moving, if not totally cognizent of where they are or where they are going.
Taking the lead, Ingrge has everyone roped togther with olanna bringing up the rear in hopes that the elven contingent can manage to aid in making their passage easier.
K'nara moves quickly ahead to try and catch up to Milo and oft times feels like she is running thru molasses. (Will DC 14 to stay on pink path) As she finally gets to where she can see the end of the path, she spies Milo facing what truly can only be described as a nightmare. (see email)
Milo faces this nightmare and registers K'nara's comment about catching up to help you, just as the creature speaks. Oh my, someone with manners. My name? Well Let's see, in my language it would be... Oh, but you could not pronounce it or understand it. I guess in the tongue that you are adressing me in, it would roughly translate to Mir Oculus....
DM Kent Thursday June 6th, 2002 1:43:09 PM
At that moment The tower and paths shake and oscilate yet again. Being more prepared this time, or perhaps because of the guidance of the party's elves, the Talons manage to remain upright and on the path although it feels as though they are each trying to run against the current, through waist high water.
As more Gods scream their death cries, visions leap to your minds of the end of the world, you sense more than feel mountains rising up through the ground while whole lakes boil and then disappear.
Milo senses all of this and more as the walls of the tower seem to melt away and reveal an amazing sight. Behind his host is very pastoral and peaceful looking cove. It is obvously twilight which suprises him, as Milo is sure that it can't be more than midmorning at the latest.
Having introduce himself, Milo's host looks perplexed for a moment as things shift and change around him. Then as K'nara comes busting around the corner, he rises a bit and asks her to stop where she is. Once she has complied he looks between the two and remarks.
"I don't know who you are, or what your coming means, but it is all very strange. Since this tower was built over this place, Never has there been any but elves who have walked these paths. I sense more of you coming. Why are you here? What do you want? And why should I let you live?"
Lian Thursday June 6th, 2002 9:47:02 PM
The elfs twitching stops just to be replaced by stillness and incoherant muttering. Eyes glazed, the monk stares into teh ceilings abyss.
Bertram (sub Jay) Thursday June 6th, 2002 9:49:47 PM
Now in a fetal position, Bertram continues to speak with the spirits. He mutters.
"....so many Gods.... are now three...."
Milo Thursday June 6th, 2002 10:33:32 PM
"Well met Mr. Oculus. My friends and I are on a quest to discover a powerful weapon left here by Parnoth. A weapon than we may use in the war against the dark god Marteus, who seeks to destroy the Wold and all who live in it. In a strange way, that makes us allies, for I can only assume that you do not want to be destroyed by Marteus any more than we do. If you could help us, we'd be ever so grateful. Thank you for listening before destroying us utterly. For this I am most assuredly thankful." Milo puts on a face of complete diplomacy and understanding throughout his speech while holding his hand back for K'nara to grab if she needs something to hold on to.
Olana Friday June 7th, 2002 12:34:28 AM
Olana tries to rouse Lian and Falin to a better state of wakefulness, talking to them softly in elven as they traverse the path.
"Draw on the power of this place, let it give you strength" she says, "and know that our non-elven brothers and sisters will need help here."
K'Nara (Cat's Grace) d20=19 Friday June 7th, 2002 6:59:56 AM
(OOC: made the Will save to continue walking on the path.)
K'Nara stopped when she caught up to Milo, staring at the cyclopian creature that was floating before them.
No, wait--cyclops only had ONE eye, and this thing technically had a total of eleven...
Her head hurt from trying to ponder the point, so the leader of the Talons abandoned the logic.
"We are the Emerald Talons, sir," she told the floating thing, "And I am K'Nara Illutu. I see you've met Milo, here...and we wouldn't be bothering with the Tower or intruding on you, either, if it weren't REALLY important. You see, The Wold is in serious trouble and we're here to try to stop this guy who wants to become a god from taking over everything and destroying The Wold while he's at it. There's supposed to be something here to help us to do that, and we're here to get it and save The Wold."
Gods, she was babbling. K'Nara hated it when she babbled, but the latest wave of god deaths underscored the urgency of their mission, and the pressure was starting to get on her nerves.
"Please...we will fight you if we have to...but I really don't want to--I want to save The Wold." she said simply.
Figment d20+4=16 d20+6=21 Friday June 7th, 2002 9:53:39 AM
The mage struggles through the quagmire, anxious to get a look at this creature Milo is apparently encountering (Made save). He exits the path prepared to cast but takes no offensive action. He lets K'Nara handle the discussion - with the beholder! He looks over the place behind the creature and sees if there is anything in his experience that would tell him what this place is (Int DC 21).
DM kent Monday June 10th, 2002 9:12:14 AM
K'nara rounds the corner and starts in on her head pounding conversation.
Figment soon comes behind her and thinks that perhaps he may have read something about a place like the one he sees in an old elven tome, but he can't totally recall.
Ingrge and Olanna, get the others up and moving and soon are at the end of the path facing their host and the twilight scene behind him. Ingrge and Olanna suddenly feel a deep longing sadness and fell younger than they have ever remember feeling.
Mir Oculus listens to K'nara for a moment and then laughs. "You think mighty highly of yourself if you think that YOU can save the Wold. That task might even be beyond that of the entire Dragon consortium, if of course you could get them working on the same thing at the same time." And as for killing me, you might have even more difficulty doing that than saving the Wold. As I am already dead, well sort of."
At that moment he fades out of sight for a moment and then immediately returns to apparent solidity.
Figment Monday June 10th, 2002 11:43:28 AM
The mage steps forward in a diplomatic fashion. "Good sir, there is no need for threats here. It is clear that you know more about all this than we. And as such you are aware that this place is threatened just as every other. We do not pretend to be able to save the Wold. We are merely doing our part. Or, at least, trying to. Your help in this would be most appreciated - and may, in fact, help yourself in the process. Are you willing to help? Or at least not interfere. We have no desire to fight you, only to retrieve the item we seek and leave.".
Milo Monday June 10th, 2002 9:15:10 PM
Milo pipes in after Figment, "Is there anything, or service we may offer you in exchange for safe passage through your home? As a group our skills are many and varied, surely there is something that you would like, or like done."
Olana Monday June 10th, 2002 11:35:04 PM
Olana emerges from the tunnel and gasps at the sight of the Beholder. She breathes a sigh of relief on seeing that Milo is alright, and stays back as she can see K'Nara, Milo and Figment are talking to the creature.
As an aside she whispers to Ingrge, and Lian. 'Do you feel this? I feel energized, but for some reason I want to cry. What does it mean?'
Lian Tuesday June 11th, 2002 12:44:16 AM
Lian listens to Olana, then answers. "Yes. I had a momentary feeling like the one your discribing. However, seeing this... well, whatever you call it with the eyes, I am far less enthused." He looks at the floating freak, then smirks and looks back at Olana. "Figment always tries SO hard to please, does he not? Milo, on the other hand, has a steady grasp of things most of the time." Under his breath, and facing Ingrge and Bertram, he askes something thats been on his mind since the final three Gods were left standing. "Do you suppose the clerics of the remaining three Gods have gotten stronger or weaker?"
Bertram (sub Jay) Tuesday June 11th, 2002 12:51:33 AM
Looking and his elven friend, Bertram chimes in. "My faith in Domi is still strong, so I would expect the clerics of the remaining three have just as strong convictions as I." Looking at Milo, Bertram says in a loud voice and holding back a snicker. "Well, I see Milo's not tippy-toeing around the subject is he!?" Bertram is gripping his axe in front of him ... just in case.
K'Nara Tuesday June 11th, 2002 7:26:36 AM
K'Nara eyed the Eye Tyrant...then had to laugh.
"You're right, of course, Mir Oculus," she agreed, bowing, "I have a mighty high opinion of myself to think that I could save The Wold...but it's actually that I have a mighty high opinion of my colleagues. I just know that we can make a difference somehow--and whatever is in this tower is a key to making that difference." Once more, the human's canny hazel eyes sweep the circumferance of the floating creature.
"You know, that's the second time today that I've heard about how being undead can make things difficult..." she mused, then addressed Mir Oculus again: "We've been contacted by the newest Dragon Consortium--that's why we're here. To help them save The Wold."
Ingrge Tuesday June 11th, 2002 7:39:04 AM
Ingrge looks at Olanna like she has lost her mind and then with a slight shake of the head whispers. "I believe we look upon one of the few ancient leavetaking places. It is calling to me, but I fear it is not yet my time to leave the Wold, nor do I think, is it yours, my lady."
DM kent Tuesday June 11th, 2002 7:53:38 AM
Switching his gaze from speaker to speaker, Mir Oculus gets a big tothy grin on his face as Milo suggest some sort of payment for passing. "Funny you should mention an offering. There is a requirement that a sacrifice be offered before any group may pass and I get to choose that sacrifice whether it be an animate one or inanimate one. If you agree to this stipulation, you may not argue my choice or you all shall perish. If you choose not to accept this stipulation then you will remain here with me forever."
If possible Oculus' grin gets even larger and more toothy.
"And before you ask you may not know what I will request before you make your decision."
Milo Tuesday June 11th, 2002 10:31:24 AM
Looking up at Mir Oculus, "I cannot accept this on behalf of the group, however, I do accept it on my own behalf." Thinking for a moment. "I will pay the price for my friends passage. Name it."
Figment Tuesday June 11th, 2002 11:08:56 AM
The mage considers carefully the words of the protector. "I have 2 questions about what you say. First, when you say 'before we pass', is that pass in or out? And second, I know you will not tell us what the sacrifice is, but will you tell us what it is not - if we provide you this sacrifice, will we all walk out of here alive?"
Olana Tuesday June 11th, 2002 11:55:54 PM
Listening to what is being said, Olana then speaks quietly to the other elves at the back. "A leavetaking place. Now I understand. I have never been old enough to visit one before."
As the huge creature in front of them states it's ultimatum, she looks around at all her friends. What did it want, she wondered? If it was a life then it was more likely to be an elven one, if it's requirements were in anyway connected to this place. If not - maybe it wanted them all - or nothing. Magical creatures were baffling at the best of times.
They looked unlikely to get any further until this had been settled. "I accept," she says.
Lian Wednesday June 12th, 2002 1:51:52 AM
Lian listens to the beast, then thinks to himself; 'Are we all going to be eaten? Do we each have to sacrifice, or was it a singular sacrifice for all? Do we have to sacrifice for the entry and exit? DOES IT REQUIRE JUST ELVEN BLOOD??'
The elvish monk probably oversteps his station by asking the following question. He steps forward. "There is a solemn feeling here that the elves in our party have felt. Why is that? How many elves have perished here to you?"
His serious features straighten, then he steps back. "Sorry K'nara, I had to ask."
Bertram (sub Jay) Wednesday June 12th, 2002 3:36:31 AM
Bertram just stands, watching. Hearing Lians question, the dwarf just smirks at the elfs bravado.
K'Nara Wednesday June 12th, 2002 6:28:48 AM
The tall human female smiled at Lian's words, but her amusement was short-lived. K'Nara looked around at the others before answering the hovering undead:
"For all that I've been appointed the leader of the Emerald Talons, I can't demand that they sacrifice themselves...I leave that choice to each person. However, speaking for myself--I, too, pledge to accept your terms."
Ingrge Wednesday June 12th, 2002 8:37:51 AM
Know this. This is an ancient elven place of leave taking. Older elves come here when they are tired of the Wold and use this as an exit to another place away from this world. What we see is an extension of the Wold; sort of a launching site. That being the case, the portal casues no harm to the elves using it and none die because of it. I have heard of only a few non elves that have been allowed to join the elves on their leave taking. I expect that the portal is one way only, but that there is a way back to the normal world. For My part I agree to your terms.
DM Kent Wednesday June 12th, 2002 8:51:28 AM
Listening to the group's discussions, Mir Oculus seems amused by the disagreements and the hedging. After each Talon has had their say Oculus looks at Figment and the others and attempts to answer their questions.
" I have not known of any that have passed back through this portal, but then I know of none that wanted to either. The sacrifice is for the passage to the leavetking place, sort of a symbolic showing of the willingnes to leave things of this world behind. As to whether you all walk out of here or not I can not say for I never know what the sacrifice will be until it comes to me. As to how may elves have perished HERE to Me, I can say none that came here to use the portal and agreed to the sacrifice have died.
Now I need your decision please, or their may be several firsts
Figment Wednesday June 12th, 2002 9:17:36 AM
The mage turns to the others. "I see no need to fight this creature. Even if we prevailed - which its very possible we would not, it would probably cost us more not to agree than to agree. If we do not retrieve the relic, then anything else we retain is essentially worthless anyway. Besides, we will have a claim against the Green Meanie if we have to pay to get in. I will agree to a sacrifice.".
Milo Wednesday June 12th, 2002 8:08:24 PM
"Name your sacrifice, I'm prepared to pay." Milo stands resolutely before the guardian.
Lian Wednesday June 12th, 2002 11:29:19 PM
Lian listens to the other Talons and their answers. He kept telling himself, 'The Talons wouldn't agree to the sacrifice, but more than half HAVE agreed to it. You think you have people figured out, then they surprise you!'
"I will agree to your terms, though, it is against my better judgement. Greater elves than I, have left in this manner." Lian bows humbly to the beast.
Bertram (sub Jay) Wednesday June 12th, 2002 11:36:53 PM
OOC: I don't feel comfortable making such a decision for Mark, however, I will.
Bertram steps forward. "I agree."
Olana Thursday June 13th, 2002 12:34:38 AM
As the others make their decision, Olana becomes aware that there is no turning back here. Outside, they were surrounded. If they tried to fight their way out they'd be dead for sure. As for the alternative - She had no idea what lay beyond, but she was getting more afraid by the minute. Battling her fears, she tries her best not to let it show on her face, overdoing it slightly. Her jaw looks a little too firm, her eyes a little too impassive.
DM Kent Thursday June 13th, 2002 10:03:05 AM
As each Talon agrees to Mir Oculus' terms he lifts himself higher so that each member must pass beneath him to go through the portal. Just before Ingrge steps through Mir Oculus nods his head and comments, "Now that is quiet a nice staff you have there elf." Ingrge glares at him but continues walking through. there is a flash of light and then you see a dim Ingrge shaped figure on the other side.
As each of you walks through the portal Mir Oculus comments on your most powerful or favorite item and each of you step through the portal there is a flash and then the process starts over again for the next Talon.
Ingrge goes, then Milo, then Figment, Olanna goes thru, and is followed by Lian, K'nara and Bertram with Falin bringing up the rear.
As each of you passes through you turn to look back and see a very dim outline of a door with swirling colors behind it.
As Bertram comes through there is a final flash and the door is no longer there. Looking around you realize that Falin is no longer with you.
(OoC> Jay Mark says he will be ready to take Bertram back over Monday evening. Thanks for your help)
Figment d20+8=17 Thursday June 13th, 2002 12:26:01 PM
The mage's blood turns cold as his headband comes under scrutiny. He is relieved when he gets to the other side, with it still intact, but then looks around in alarm as Falin is not with them. He looks back through to se if he can see him through the gate (DC 17).
Olana Thursday June 13th, 2002 4:46:39 PM
Olana crouches slightly as she passes beneath Oculus, and is relieved to get through unscathed.
"Why didn't Falin pass though?" she asks as the doorway disappears, not wanting to openly suggest that it is he that was taken for the sacrifice. Mind you, she thinks to herself, the creature said no one would be harmed. She starts to wonder what shape her magic bow is in.
Lian Thursday June 13th, 2002 7:30:36 PM
Passing through the portal, Lian leaves the gate and his feet are bare. His slippers are gone, he barely notices as he rummages inside his pack and puts back on his sandals.
"Well, that was quite disconcerting. Where is Falin?" He looks around. "Where are we?"
He looks around for a familiar sight, if there is one.
K'Nara Friday June 14th, 2002 7:00:41 AM
The human bladesinger stepped through the portal, her grip on her beloved Lucia tightening unconsciously as Mir Oculus comments on the enchanted weapon.
She'd only just gotten it fixed! It was a gift from the Gold Dragons...how could she possibly give it up??? But then, again, with the entire Wold at stake--how could she not?
K'Nara didn't protest and simply passed through the magical opening...and was immensely relieved to find that she was still gripping Lucia. Whew!
But when Falin's absence was pointed out, the leader of the Emerald Talons whirled around and looked for herself.
"Falin..?" she asked, calling. "Falin? Falin!?"
Ingrge Friday June 14th, 2002 8:49:37 AM
Relieved to find his staff still in his posession, Ingrge waits and watches as the others pass through, giving each a nod as they enter the twilight zone. His only reaction to Falin not coming through is the raising of an eyebrow, it is almost as if he knew what was going to occur. As the others check their belongings, Ingrge checks the layout of the clearing they are in.
DM kent Friday June 14th, 2002 8:59:48 AM
Figment's look back at the gate comfirms what he saw before, and that is that there is no longer a gate visible. Where the gate would have been are two ancient trees: one an oak and the other an Ironwood.
As Ingrge looks aroound the clearing, he notices that there are two paths either entering or exiting the clearing. the rest of the clearing is surrounded By the largest trees you have seen outside of the Tree of Parting. What is surprising is that no two trees are alike. Each is ancient specimen of its species.
Sitting in the middle of the meadow is a small huumock that rises about three feet.
(Lian, your slippers are only left behind if you choose them to be.)
Lian Friday June 14th, 2002 9:33:55 AM
Having kicked off his Slippers just before passing through the gate and stowed them in his bag, Lian figured; 'Why get something so valuable, dirty. I do not know what is beyond the gate, desert, marsh...'
"Well now, there is Milo, K'nara, Figment, Olana, Ingrge, Brother Bertram and myself. We are dwindling. Seven... we were nine!" The monk broods, or was it sulking... was there a difference?
"Perhaps Falin was the sacrifice for us all. Perhaps the sacrifice is not yet apparent." As the elf looks, gestering in the direction of the meadow.
Bertram (sub Jay) Friday June 14th, 2002 9:40:16 AM
Gripping his axe as they pass through, Bertram bumps the monk who was removing his slippers. "Please warn me before you stop directly in front of me Friend." The dwarf just smiles and continues through the portal.
When Falin doesn't appear with them in the clearing, Bertram simply says; "Oh dear." Those two words seem to convey what all the Talons were thinking.
Milo Friday June 14th, 2002 9:56:36 AM
As Milo steps out into the open air, he realizes the amount of tension he was carrying through that last, most dangerous encounter, and letting it go, allows tears to well up in his eyes as he collapses to his knees. For a moment, he remains on his knees, silently praying to Alemi, and then for Alemi before he rises once again. Without shame he proceeds to the center of the clearing.
Olana Friday June 14th, 2002 11:06:12 AM
Olana looks around in wonder. "I wonder where we are?" she whispers, her eyes taking in the scene, her memory searching. Was this another part of Culverwood?
Figment d20+6=12 d20+16=33 Friday June 14th, 2002 2:22:27 PM
The mage considers carefully the legends of the ancient magic places of the Wold to mine for what place exactly this might be (Int DC12, Arcana DC 33). He also makes a request. "If nobody yet has donned it, I would like to use the cloak from the lich. It would seem it isn't evil and it most certainly is magic. After we determine what it is - whenever we have some time to spare I can do that - then we can decide what to do with it.".
After looking around the clearing (and making sure to memorize which trees the gate appeared between). He rolls the riddle over in his head once again...
"Beware the silent warriors!
Two Die!
He is stripping the skin from the earth.
Find/Use the Five Arrows of Death.
Darkness is both friend and Enemy.
The Destiny of the Wold is to conquer all.
Travel along the wandering path." "So we've found and used the 5 arrows I suppose. I'm not sure regarding the next 2 lines, but I wonder if the wandering path was the one we just got off of, or the one just now before us? I also suppose there's nothing that says these lines are in order either...".
The mage looks down both paths to see if there is any difference in them.
K'Nara Monday June 17th, 2002 6:36:06 AM
"I did mention that I hate puzzles, right..?" the worried human bladesinger reiterated, looking around the Talons' new surroundings.
"We don't have much choice, Figment," K'Nara admitted, "We have to keep going. Olana, Ingrge, Lian...do any of you glean any clues whatsoever about whether one of these paths feels...ummmm...'more correct' than the other..? If so, we'll follow that path. If not...well...we may as well go forward and bear right."
Ingrge Monday June 17th, 2002 8:35:19 AM
standing in reverent silence and running his hands along one of the ancient trees, Ingrge misses what the others are saying until K'nara asks her question. Looking around at the two paths, he nods his head and confers with Olanna and Lian for a moment.
DM kent Monday June 17th, 2002 8:56:03 AM
As Milo makes his way to the hummock and Ingrge starts to answer her questions, there is a loud vibrant hum and in front of milo, encompassing the entire hummock, is a golden colored rotating cylindrical column of shimmering light. There seems to be a figure inside of the column but who/whatever it is is not very substantive.
Milo make a general knowledge role DC10 to see if you recognize the figure.
Figment is only sure that there is no place like this anywhere within a week or two travel's time. while at the same time there is a feel similar to that of the DEEP Culverwood.
Olanna, Lian, and Ingrge feel confident without knowing why that the left path leads to the actual place of leavetaking and are kind of drawn that way. They also know that the right path leads away. Where they dont know.
Figment Monday June 17th, 2002 11:34:09 AM
The mage is drawn to the hummock as it ignites in gold. "We are in Deep Culverwood - somewhere... That's all I know. What have we here?".
Milo d20+1=14 Monday June 17th, 2002 9:00:35 PM
Milo is startled as the column of golden light bursts forth. Peering into its depths, the spark of recognition comes into Milo's eyes as he views the figure.
(OOC: Made the knowledge check DC 14)
Brother Bertram Monday June 17th, 2002 9:34:46 PM
Bertram is torn between wondering about Falin and marveling at thier new location.
Lian d20+15=20 Monday June 17th, 2002 11:25:37 PM
Lian humbly bows to Olana. "If this is Culverwood, you should guide us good Lady. This is your home, is it not?"
Lian looks at the left path and nods back to Ingrge.
The monk walks up silently to Bertram, not to disturb him in him reverance of this place. "It is quite beautiful, is it not Friend?"
OOC: Lian is paying very close attention to the forest and it's sounds (listen of 20).
Olana Tuesday June 18th, 2002 12:30:57 AM
Olana bows in return to Lian. "Part of it is my home, yes, and I would gladly guide if I knew where we were. The problem with Culverwood, is that it has a mind of its own and can deceive you. If it wishes you lost - then lost you become, and I do not immediately recognise this place. "It might be better if we all focussed our senses on the path."
She too nods at Ingrge, and then explains to K'Nara what they feel. "We are not ready for the left path - not yet. It draws us to the leavetaking place. As for the right path - that leads into the unknown."
She then takes position near the right path, on guard, as the others examine the cylinder.
K'Nara Tuesday June 18th, 2002 6:11:22 AM
K'Nara--in the middle of removing the lich's cloak from her backpack and giving it to Figment--was caught off-guard by the sudden appearance of the golden figure. She hastily gave the cloak to the party's wizard and warily took up her sword again, eyeing the magical glowing being.
"Milo..? A friend of yours, perhaps..?" she asked, nodding to the alien form.
Ingrge d20=1 Tuesday June 18th, 2002 8:01:39 AM
Ingrge too is drawn to the golden light and peers in, but can't even see the figure inside.
Brother Bertram Tuesday June 18th, 2002 8:33:20 AM
Bertram turns to Lian, "It cannot compare with a mountain morning but it is quite beautiful Friend Lian."
DM Kent Tuesday June 18th, 2002 9:48:08 AM
As Milo peers into the goldem maelstrom he somehow recognizes that the being inside is none other than King Claudia. He relays this information to the others and those who were in the Butterfly Meadow on that day, which seems like decades ago, feel the tears welling up as they remember the meeting between Joe and Claudia.
After a few moments the swirling stops there is the smell of summer and then it is gone. Now sitting on the hummock is a gold-colored piece of paper and eight small vials, each filled with a live black and red twelve-legged grub.
On the paper is quite a bit of writing. First there is a story that confirms what most of you had figured out. The story is about Alemi and his battle with the Cult Gods and how he had to become an undead in order to defeat them.
The second part is in a different hand and signed by King Claudia, but is dated almost fifty years ago. It says.
Dearest Talons, If you are reading this, then what was feared has come to pass and things are now at a critical point. As you have figured out the only way a mortal may defeat a god is by becoming an undead being. The second part of the way to defeat a god is that you must enter the realm of the dead. So there are two tasks ahead of you. I can help with the first, and aid in the second, but you must find your way to making these things happen. The process of becoming an undead is not a pleasant one or one without dangers and consequences. You will not emerge unscathed from this, but I hope you see that the alternative is much worse. Use the grubs sooner rather than later. As for entering the realm of the dead, You know where and when to meet, and I will help you make your way in. Perhaps my husband will join you as well. Once again our meeting will be bittersweet, but perhaps once again good will triumph.
Claudia
(OOC, K'nara don't forget to contact Grey now that you all have found out the info you needed to. Please post your message and I will email to Anthony.)
Figment Tuesday June 18th, 2002 5:49:33 PM
The mage's blood runs cold as he reads the scroll being hit full in the face with what this says. He eyes the grubs. "So we are to become what we just destroyed?!? And how exactly are we to 'undo' this transformation? And if there are those who know how to kill a god - for at least 50 years - then why is it not shared with the Gold Dragons - or do they know this already?". The mages' mid reels at the possibilities - and his horrer grows, remembering all the dead things he has 'killed' in the past. Now he is to be one too!
Lian Tuesday June 18th, 2002 6:35:15 PM
The elf shudders when he looks at one of the grub filled vials.
"I mentioned once before that I did not like the idea of becoming undead. I still do not like it. How can we be sure that we can return to the 'living'? We may even run into friends who may try to kill us if they do not recognize us. I certainly would not blame them if they tried!" The elf looks more thoughtful than ever. "In fact, how can we be sure that we will even have our own wits about us when we become undead? Will we be puppets of the remaining Gods?" He ponders a moment. "Gargul. Is he not the lord of the undead? He may control undead..."
The elf gets a look of resolve on his face, then he picks up a vial. "Well, how do we use these things Figment... anyone?" Lian begins to unstopper the vial. "I will test it. This is a test, is it not? I am willing to serve as subject. If things go out of control, and I am NOT myself after this (if I begin attacking you all, unwillingly), I would like Bertram to put me down as fast as possible." The young elf looks at his dwarven friend. "Promise."
Olana Tuesday June 18th, 2002 9:17:02 PM
Venturing forward to read the note, Olana's reaction is one of complete shock. She takes a few faltering steps backward.
"What cruel trick is this??" she exclaims, shaking her head and regarding the grubs with utter loathing. "After all we've been through? Whoever is behind this, is using our memories against us - hoping our recollections of King Claudia will lull us into swallowing the bait!"
Tears fill her eyes. "This can't be the answer - it can't be."
Then, as Lian takes out the grub, she takes another two steps back and nocks an arrow into her bow. Her head is swimming with the memory of those they already killed in the Tower - elves who's lives had been utterly defiled.
Ingrge d20+13=33 Tuesday June 18th, 2002 9:44:00 PM
A look of disbelief crosses Ingrge's face as he listens to Claudia's message. Wandering closer, he sees the grubs and with an exclamation grabs one of the vials.
"Lian, Put that back in the vial NOW!" Lian, Figment, Olanna, I feel much the same way as you, however, I expect that LIFE under Marteus might actually be worse than being undead. Now let me look at our small friends here.
Once again looking at the Grubs. (Knowledge Arcana DC 33) he tells the others that these are souleaters, they are a form of larvae that when ingested alive absorb the life essence of a being and then burrow its way out of the body, usually exiting from the abdomen. The whole process is supposedly excruciatingly painful and takes about 24 hours to complete. Souleaters were often used as a means of torture and interrogation because afterward the grub was through with it's victim the victim's body was still animated as an undead being similar to a Zombie.
"So I expect that if we are to do this we must either place them in our mouths and let then do the rest or we can swallow them alive and whole."
Milo Wednesday June 19th, 2002 2:51:14 AM
Milo's revulsion is as plain as day on his face as he picks up a vial and examines the creature within. "I'm not sure whether to believe this or not. I will say though, that the thought of becoming undead is not a pleasant one. I'm not sure I like this option." Thinking for a moment... then speaking, "So, this is what is to become of the Talons? Zombies wandering through the land of the dead?"
K'Nara Wednesday June 19th, 2002 6:46:41 AM
The human female was silent after all the fantastic happenings--somberly silent after Ingrge identified the bugs in the vials. She was thinking--or trying to, but it was difficult because intense pondering over moral dilemmas was not her forte...but K'Nara finally stirred, reaching out and taking up the note with one hand--and touching the silver dragon-shaped earclip in her right ear with the other.
"Master Greymalkin," the human bladesinger spoke, obviously addressing the Gold Dragon through the magic device, "The Emerald Talons finally have some small contribution to make towards the Dragon Consortium's quest. We've entered the Tower of Saryd, battled some undead that were in it, spoke to an undead beholder and then exited the Tower to some kind of clearing that appears to be in the heart of the Culverwood. Here we've been visited by the ghost of King Claudia...and she left us a letter...and some grubs in sealed vials...
"On the paper is quite a bit of writing. First there is a story about Alemi and his battle with the Cult Gods..it tells us that, apparently, he had to become...an undead in order to defeat them.
"The second part is written in a different hand and signed by King Claudia--but it's dated almost fifty years ago. It says:
"Dearest Talons,
"If you are reading this, then what was feared has come to pass and things are now at a critical point. As you have figured out the only way a mortal may defeat a god is by becoming an undead being. The second part of the way to defeat a god is that you must enter the realm of the dead. So there are two tasks ahead of you. I can help with the first, and aid in the second, but you must find your way to making these things happen. The process of becoming an undead is not a pleasant one or one without dangers and consequences. You will not emerge unscathed from this, but I hope you see that the alternative is much worse. Use the grubs sooner rather than later.
"As for entering the realm of the dead, You know where and when to meet, and I will help you make your way in. Perhaps my husband will join you as well. Once again our meeting will be bittersweet, but perhaps once again good will triumph..."
K'Nara swallowed hard.
"It is signed, 'Claudia', Master Greymalkin...and I believe that the ghost and this letter ARE genuine." the leader of the Emerald Talons told the unseen Gold Dragon. "Mostly because the live bugs left for us have been identified by one of the Talons as...souleaters."
Silence reigned in the idyllic setting as K'Nara awaited the response from The Wold's original bladesinger.
Olana Wednesday June 19th, 2002 12:41:53 PM
The elf lowered her bow dejectedly as she heard Ingrge's explanation. How could it come to this? Wasn't it enough to fight and die bravely? At least there was some honour in that. But no - if this was all confirmed as true, then they would lose everything, even their souls.
Ooh, how tempting it was to walk down that path toward the place of leavetaking. Subconciously, she even took a couple of steps in that direction. The only thing that stopped her was knowing she couldn't leave the others behind to face this on their own. She just couldn't.
Instead she found herself with her head lowered, tears in her eyes, praying desperately for GreyMaulk to tell them it was all a lie.
DM kent Wednesday June 19th, 2002 5:07:43 PM
The Talons each face their own set or fears and misgivings as what they will need to do in order to aid the Wold in the fight against Marteus.
After some discussion and thought the Talons agree that the place that they must meet Claudia is the Butterfly Meadow and that they will need to be there in just under a week.
After a bit more discussion and exploration of the two paths, although Ingrge cautions the leves of the party to not journey down the one path. It is decided that the party should take the other path to leave the area and make their way to the Butterfly Meadow.
Brother Bertram 9321560 Wednesday June 19th, 2002 5:08:44 PM
Bertram looks at the vials bemusedly for a moment before sitting down pondering fate and what was in store for him and his companions.
Lian Thursday June 20th, 2002 2:51:06 AM
Lian puts the grub back in the vial.
The monk follows the rest of the group happily.
K'Nara Thursday June 20th, 2002 6:21:23 AM
"I, too, don't like the idea of having to swallow these...grubs." K'Nara conceded out loud as she tucked one of the vials into her belt pouch. "I can only hope that we may yet avoid having to do that. Meanwhile, we can start off for Butterfly Meadow even as we wait for Grey to get back to me--I'll be able to hear him over my earclip whether we are camped or traveling." After making sure that everything was secure and that each of the members of the Emerald Talons had a vial with a grub in it, K'Nara squared her shoulders.
"Let's move out, Talons!" she ordered, starting down the path that would eventually lead them to the Butterfly Meadow...
...if all went well.
Figment Thursday June 20th, 2002 9:46:09 AM
"King Claudia said to use the grubs sooner than later. We must decide what we are going to do before too much longer I fear.".
Olana Thursday June 20th, 2002 11:33:52 AM
Olana takes one of the grubs from K'Nara, looking at their leader as if she's gone completely crazy, but she tucks the thing away in a belt pouch, and sets off alongside the others. For just a moment, she stops by one of the giant trees, and her hand caresses the bark. Her mind runs through various options - all seem to end in death, undeath, slavery and servitutde to a monster, or some other nasty conclusion. She knows that somehow she will have to deal with it.
It was like she was dead already. Funny - she'd heard someone say that once about themselves in a tavern somewhere, and he didn't appear to be troubled by it.
Alemi's tale doesn't exactly inspire her either, to her - all this mess is their doing anyway. If she is truly honest with herself, she is angry, and attempting to hold back some kind of blind fury which has been growing within like a poisonous vine. All this destruction - so pointless, so stupid. What about all these trees, and the animals, and her tribe elsewhere in Culverwood?
The only thing stopping her from losing it altogether is the sight of her companions here. They are all she has left. Something to fight for. Someone to fight with. And if she can somehow harness that fury, and use it...
DM kent Thursday June 20th, 2002 7:29:16 PM
The talons make their way across the field to the path and as they step through the ring of anciet trees, everything changes. Where just moments before it was twilight, with a new moon and the first stars showing, it is now mid day just as it should be. The surrounding trees are no longer the ancient ones and there is much more woodland noise to be heard. In addition there is the sm,ell of burning wood and something else not quite as nice wafting through the air. The path leads eastward and in the near distance you hear the sound of flowing water. Ingrge and Olanna appear to think that you might be somewhere north of the Pease Blossom River near the Windborn Hills. As you recal the Butterfly Meadow was just NW of the Tree of Parting which is on the eastern edge of the Emerald Kingdom.
Milo Thursday June 20th, 2002 9:40:51 PM
Milo grits his teeth as he slips the vial with the grub into a pouch. Then taking a deep breath he strides up on the path next to Olana, and looking up at her, he proclaims, "If it was good enough for Alemi, it is good enough for me."
Lian d20+15=34 Thursday June 20th, 2002 10:04:53 PM
The elf just follows happily, as always.
"Ho-hum."
OOC: Listening for strange or unusual sounds, DC 34.
Brother Bertram d20=2 Thursday June 20th, 2002 10:11:19 PM
Bertram follows along warily looking for foes. He also regards the strange vial and all that it might portend.
K'Nara Friday June 21st, 2002 6:26:29 AM
"Aye, mage, I know that the advice was to use the grubs sooner rather than later," K'Nara conceded to Figment, "However, I think we should travel until we are within a day of reaching the Butterfly Meadow before doing so, since--as Ingrge's explanation of the use of these things would have me think--we will all be incapacitated for at least a day when we do so..." Then a thought seems to occur to K'Nara and a strange look passes over her face. "...unless...unless we stagger the times each of us swallows their grub..."
Suddenly K'Nara's vial was in her hand.
"I would never ask anyone to do what I wasn't willing to do myself." she said firmly--then promptly uncorked the vial and, with the practiced finesse of a lifetime pub-crawler knocking back a shot of Deep Dwarf whiskey, she swallowed the grub within.
"Okay, then..." the human bladesinger stated with a nod, "...let's keep going. I'd like to get as far away from here--and as close to the Meadow as possible--before the next person has to swallow their grub."
Olana Friday June 21st, 2002 10:49:54 AM
Olana smiles, seeing the conviction in Milo's eyes, and does her best to give the impression she has accepted their fate.
She doesn't even flinch when K'Nara pops the evil grub into her mouth. Noting that Bertram and Lian appear to have the scouting under control, she keeps an eye on K'Nara for any signs of change and will help her if she becomes too incapacitated.
Figment Friday June 21st, 2002 3:17:35 PM
The mage is horrified as the warrior woman swallows the critter. With a look of defeat, he says "I think perhaps it would have been better to let one of our primary fighters go first - but I guess it makes no different now. I would suggest you give us your weapons quickly and sit down near a tree. That way I can web you if get out of control.". The mage sets up, ready to cast.
Ingrge Friday June 21st, 2002 7:40:09 PM
Walking along, lost in his thoughts, Ingrge doesn't register what K'nara is saying and doing until it is too late. "K'Nara, don't ..." Shaking his head for a second, he then turns toward K'nara and the others. No need to stop, at least for now, we have while before she become incapacitated and then we will need to stop walking for a full day once the grub starts it's work."
DM kent Friday June 21st, 2002 7:47:49 PM
K'nara pops the little beast into her mouth and swallows. Two things happen: First as the grub passes in to her throat, she feels it extend its legs and sink its claws into the lining of her thoat and come to a stop. Almost at the same time she feels/tastes some thing really acrid and bitter coat the base of her tongue and throat as it oozes downward. Bare moments later K'nara no longer has any feeling on her tongue and in her throat and she feels the numbness spread along her esophogus. As the numbness spreads she feels the grub start inching its way down her throat one claw at a time.
Lian Friday June 21st, 2002 8:48:18 PM
"Perhaps it should have been me K'nara. The Talons have need of a coherant leader at the moment. It would be easier to carry me about, as I am..." He pauses searching for the correct wording. "...of a more slight frame. By no means am I saying your neglecting your duty, however, my body may react differently than yours." Thinking a moment, the monk asks Figment two very simple sounding questions. "Are these grubs magical in nature? Or do the have an inherant capability of turning the host to an undead state?" He waits for an answer. "Oh, I guess, perhaps, I have other questions. Is the effect of the grub infectous in nature? Meaning, is it a decease carrier?"
Brother Bertram Friday June 21st, 2002 10:51:33 PM
Bertram murmurs a prayer as K'nara grabs the grub and swallows it down. He pales seeing the grub form a lump in her throat.. Bertram's knees feel weak as he tracks the grub by its agonizingly slow journey down the brave warrior's throat. "By the Gods that is no way for a valiant companion to die!" He then grows quiet knowing that they would all see this again, as one by one, they each had to face this nightmare.
Milo Sunday June 23rd, 2002 2:11:37 AM
Milo's head swivels to face K'nara as if in slow motion, and the look of surprise is evident on the halfling's face. Surprise quickly changes to frustration, "Oh Bloody Hell, Knara! You may be the leader, but I'm the point-man. You aren't doing this without me." With that the halfling's lightning reflexes take over as he deftly removes the vial with the grub from his pouch, pops the lid with his thumb, and likewise knocks back the critter, swallowing for all he is worth.
K'Nara Monday June 24th, 2002 6:29:12 AM This is NOT gonna be fun at all... K'Nara thought to herself with a bit of a grimace. She was also heartily wishing that Milo hadn't swallowed his quite so quickly--she wanted only one of their number incapacitated at any one time...but the deed was done, and the die was cast.
"Heah, Inghgeeee..." the leader of the Talons told the elven warrior-wizard, handing him Lucia, the scimitar, the spare bastard sword, her daggers and quiver of arrows, too. Her words sounded thick and slurred--speaking with a numb tongue felt weird and sounded even weirder. "...hooooold theve fo' meeeee...thummun take Miloooooo'th thtuffff, toooooo...then wait fo' theve twoooo grubth tooooo worrrrrrrrk b'fo' mo' uv yoooooou thwallow."
Figment Monday June 24th, 2002 10:38:19 AM
The mage sighs as the impetuous cleric follows suit. He makes sure they sit down next to a large tree. "Easy folks. No more until wwe see what happens to our friends here.".
Olana Monday June 24th, 2002 12:16:33 PM
Olana clamps her hand over her mouth to stop herself from crying out as Milo chows down on his own grub.
There are all kinds of horrible scenarios going through her head right now. What if this 'was' a trick and they'd have to kill those who'd taken the grub? What if watching the transformation was so horrific and repulsive that she wouldn't have the strength to take her own.
She found her hands trembling slightly, as she prepared to watch and help K'Nara and Milo through the transformation. This wasn't nice.... no, no - not nice at all.
Ingrge Monday June 24th, 2002 9:37:24 PM
Taking K'nara's weapons as she sheds them, Ingrge passes them out to the others keeping hold of only Lucia. "K'nara, we will hold these for temporary safe keeping and they will be returned.
As Milo impusively pops down his grub Ingrge shakes his head and mutters "Waard's Teeth! Does nobody listen!" and then watches as Milo to begins going thru the process that K'nara just started.
DM kent d100=1 d20+9=27 Monday June 24th, 2002 9:56:49 PM
Milo pops the grub into his mouth and swallows. Two things happen: First as the grub passes in to his throat, he feels it extend its legs and sink its claws into the lining of his thoat and come to a stop. Almost at the same time Milo feels/tastes some thing really acrid and bitter coat the base of his tongue and throat as it oozes downward. Bare moments later Milo, no longer has any feeling on his tongue and in his throat and he feels the numbness spread along his esophogus. And then Milo realizes that he can no longer breathe very welland is starting to choke. As the numbness spreads he feels the grub start inching its way down his throat one claw at a time.
K'nara having felt the grub inch its way down to upper chest feels a momentary burning sensation as if some acid had been poured under her skin and then she again feels the numbing effects begin to effect her upper chest. Those who look close enough notic that K'nara is looking a bit grey and ashy in her lower face and throat.
As Figment gets the two to sit down, the rest gather and distribute Milo's weapons and start to get settled.
Ingrge wanders over to the tree and facing Figment, If what I recall of my readings is correct, the effets will move fairly slowly covering each section of the body in a fairly set pattern and the final stages won't set in for another 4-5 hours at that point They will not be abe to continue to travel, but until that point continuing should not be a problem, but I will defer to the party's judgement.
Figment d20+8=15 d20+19=34 Monday June 24th, 2002 10:17:02 PM
The mage shrugs. "I wonder how far down this road we must travel? An hour, a day, a week, more? I don't know what we should do at this point. Is there some limit to the amount of time we can stay this way before insanity breaks in? My only thought at this point is to minimize the party's risk. We're here, we're fresh, and all of us can probably take K'Nara and Milo if need be. I don't know if we have that guarantee after 5 hours of travel. What do you think we should do?". After consulting with Ingrge the mage struggles to divine anything from his memory that might give him more insight (Int 15, Arcana 34).
Milo Monday June 24th, 2002 11:58:17 PM
With every ounce of concentration that he can muster, Milo lays himself down on the ground and closes his eyes, praying fervently to Alemi for aid and strength.
Lian Tuesday June 25th, 2002 1:39:17 AM
Lian catches Milo's movements out of the corner of one eye. The monk just stares, dumbfounded.
"Milo. By the remaining Three Gods, what ARE you thinking. We need you... needed you sane, a coherant cleric to guide us..." Lian pauses. "Okay then! That is two, whose NEXT?" The monk is annoyed. "I will go next, however, I WILL wait for confirmation from the lead... who is the Talons backup leader once K'nara is out of commission?" He says with concern. Then he gets a horrified look on his face. "INGRGE, you will not be able to... disarm me. Though, I am never really THAT effective in combat." Looking over at Figment, "Did you ever answer my question about the grub?! Is it a natural desease, or is it magical, supernatural or special to the grub?" (OOC: Question is in previous post)
Figment Tuesday June 25th, 2002 11:26:52 AM
The mage looks over to Lian. "Sorry my friend, I'm still thinking about it. Nothing has come to me yet. Seems as if Ingrge will be our guide this time.".
Olana Tuesday June 25th, 2002 11:40:09 AM
In an attempt to distract herself from the horror about to take place, Olana says -
"Why don't we move on as far as we can? We don't need to run or anything, but I reckon the nearer we are to our destination the better."
Brother Bertram Tuesday June 25th, 2002 10:13:10 PM
Seeing Milo also swallow the harbinger of death, Bertram drops to his knees and prays to to the ill-fated Domi for guidance. Surely there was something to be done to ease thier suffering.
K'Nara Wednesday June 26th, 2002 6:55:50 AM
K'Nara simply sat down, then, gesturing for Milo to do the same. This wasn't at all pleasant, but not because of the obvious physical discomfort--because of the obvious emotional distress that the others were going through. Had she realized that the rest of the Talons weren't quite ready to do what had to be done, K'Nara would have stuck to her first instinct to make the trip to the Meadow first and then swallow the bugs, rather than accede to Figment's point about Claudia's spirit advising them to use the bugs sooner rather than later.
The human bladesinger would have cursed then, but the souleater inching down her throat had numbed up even more of it as it went...
Ingrge Wednesday June 26th, 2002 7:39:50 AM
Turning at Lian's comments and questions, Ingrge has a sad smile on his face. Lian my friend, It would indeed be hard to disarm you and not very pleasent, but it could be done. Hopefully we will see that it is a precaution that won't be necessary with any of us, when our turn comes. As for the grub and what is happening, it is not a disease per se thought it progresses like one. The grubs were long ago magically altered so that now they are like this naturally. Their power is now naturally part of what they are.
Pausing long enough to walk over to stand in front of K'nara, Ingrge looks down at their leader. "I know that you can't talk right now, but I need you to answer a question by blinking your eyes. First off, what is happening to you is going to progress slowly over the next 24 hours until you can no longer move, at some ppoing all of your bodily liquids will exit your body through your skin, your heart will cease to beat and then at the very last the grub will travel to your head where it will take up residence while it completes its job. You do have about 4-5 hours before you will not be able to walk. Do you wany us to stay here for the next 24 hours or do you want to get as far as we can? Blink once for stay, twice for move on.
DM kent Wednesday June 26th, 2002 7:51:52 AM
Ingrge chats with Figment for a while and Figment remembers reading something that mentioned the souleaters, but it was just a mention, they are related to and may have been mutated from both rot grubs, and carrion crawlers.
Olanna is confident that under normal circumstances a party could get to the Tree of Parting from here, on foot, in just under a week.
Bertram Prays to a dead God, Olanna stares at the horror scene infront of her even as she tries to look away, Lian starts to lose control, and the river still calls to you through the trees.
Figment Wednesday June 26th, 2002 1:08:21 PM
The mage shrugs. "I really don't know much about these things. They are realted to other carion eating vermin. That's all I can say. If these two are able, why don't we go ahead and walk. If there was going to be some kind of extreme reaction it would have happened by now.". He helps the others up - if they agree. If they don't he settles in to watch them closely.
Lian Wednesday June 26th, 2002 11:22:24 PM
"I am not sure your right Figment. We still have about 4 and a half hours before things get really interesting for K'nara and Milo." Lian shrugs.
Milo Thursday June 27th, 2002 1:24:52 AM
Focusing himself, Milo's eyes snap open, and the halfling stands, blinking twice and then looking over at K'nara for confirmation. His face is ashen, but apparently his feet work for the time being.
K'Nara Thursday June 27th, 2002 6:10:41 AM Ingrge has the way of it...but then I'd always known he would be the one... K'Nara thought to herself. Looking squarely up into the elf's sombre face, the woman warrior blinked her bright hazel eyes twice.
Travel now, worry about becoming a zombie later.
Olana d20+12=23 Thursday June 27th, 2002 11:59:40 AM
"It's going to take about a week if we walk - or, it might be quicker if we travel by boat, like we did the last time? Let me go and take a quick scout around."
((Wilderness Lore DC 23)) If Olana figures the river is very close by, she will go and have a quick look, and see if there is a boat, see which way the river is flowing etc etc - anything that might speed up their journey.
Brother Bertram Thursday June 27th, 2002 6:27:50 PM
Rising slowly Bertram looks to his friends sadly but with determination in his eyes. "Let us get there as quickly as we can. Let us face this and be done. For good or evil I want it over with.
DM kent d20=20 Thursday June 27th, 2002 6:53:40 PM
As the Talons get up and start moving eastward again, Olanna does her quick walkabout and returns with tidings of the river. The trail you are on parallels the river for a good long way and Olanna relates that the river is flowing eastward at this point. She also relates that the path will probably be the fastest way to travel for now as the terrain along the river and the steeps river banks would make travel there a might awkward.
After several hours of travel, Milo and K'nara, while not uncomfortable, are beginning to feel Like they are missing parts of their bodies. The woodland breeze that is careesing their bodies cant be felt from their noses to their waists and even parts of their arms are without feeling too. About every half an hour or so they feel the grub, which seems to be growing, move to a new part of the body and squirt its numbing acid, and the process begin anew.
After another hour or so they can no longer feel their arms or hands and their thighs are starting to numb up. In the middle of the fourth hour Milo and K'nara fall flat on their faces in the middle of the path, no longer able to move. It is about two hours to dusk.
Olanna goes for a quick scouting expedition and about 30 minutes ahead finds the path ends at the river. There is a small natural jetty and a rough way station shelter of to one side. The wood pile is stocked and the door is shut. It appears as if noone is around or has used the station in several weeks.
Lian Thursday June 27th, 2002 8:46:13 PM
Stopping on the trail and hovering over K'nara and Milo, the elf looks up at Figment and grins, almost arrogantly. "Told you."
The elf turns Milo over onto his back so he's looking straight into the clouds, he crosses the halflings arms on his chest. "Boy, I am SO looking forward to this!" He says in a condescending tone. "Friend Milo, are you with us?" Looking into the eyes of his friend.
"Olana, can we make a travois of sorts?" Looking at Ingrge for encouragement. "Is that alright? Or should we just make camp and all take our 'medicine', then wait for morning."
Olana d20+12=29 d20+10=24 d20+10=16 d20+12=14 Thursday June 27th, 2002 9:33:08 PM
Once again, the elf looks at the river in order to determine if it will speed up their journey or not in terms of direction of flow, and the general direction of the river. ((Wilderness Lore DC29)) Approaching the shelter, and seeing no one around, she knocks, waits for about 30 seconds, then rapidly uses her 'other' skills in an attempt to open the door and see if there's a boat.
((Search DC 24, Disable Device DC 16, Open lock DC 14 ))
Brother Bertram d20+2=22 Thursday June 27th, 2002 10:03:38 PM
Bertam sighs down at thier friends sadly. "I mean no abuse of your dignity, Friend Milo. I will bear you to our campsite, Domi willing." Saying this, Bertram shoulders Milo, staggering under the weight. Without another word he starts forward looking for a site to camp.
Milo Friday June 28th, 2002 12:44:45 AM
Saddened by this cruel turn of events, Milo's eyes would begin to tear up, if they worked. It wouldn't matter anyway, cause even if they do, he couldn't feel it.
K'Nara Friday June 28th, 2002 6:40:48 AM
K'Nara had a lot of time to think about her life and the things that had happened so far.
Alemi, I don't pray to gods too often because they're always busy with things too big for a grunt like me to see, the female fighter mentally prayed, But I would ask you to kindly look after Milo while we're undergoing this...process. Hells, I'd like you to kindly look after everyone in the party--we're all doing this for your (and The Wold's) ultimate benefit. I know we're all going to do our best to get what needs to be done...done. If that isn't good enough, however...well, it was fun while it lasted...
Ingrge d20+4=19 Friday June 28th, 2002 8:40:01 AM
Bending down and looking at K'nara, Ingrge mouths a few words. "Sorry about this." And then with a little help from Lian in getting her up uncerimoniously throws K'nara over his shoulder and starts walking following Bertram and Milo down the trail.
Figment Friday June 28th, 2002 11:21:57 AM
The mage follows the others to the campsite to wait for the process to finish. "I am glad you were right Lian. I see we agree on the time we have before us. I'm not looking forward to this either.". He keeps an eye out for anything out of the ordinary.
DM kent Friday June 28th, 2002 1:53:52 PM
Olanna reports back about her findings, the shelter was empty and dusty the river looks like it could speed you along your way really well, if you only had a boat.
The Talons make it to the jetty area and Ingrge basically collapses, having carried K'nara for the best part of two miles. Catching his breath he looks at K'nara's eyes and says, "If we are going to make a habit of this, You need to go on a diet." Getting the two of them comfortable seems to be the priority right now.
Milo and K'nara have no feeling in anything below their noses and those of you who are watching things progress notice that their skin seems to be tightening up over their bones and muscles. Occasionally you see what you assume is the grub, though it has nearly tripled in size, moving around under the skin, slowly making its way toward their heads. Both K'nara and Milo seem to radiating a lot of heat from their bodies and are taking on a mottled burnt ash color to their skin tone.
Camp gets set up eventually and a fire is lit in the shelter's pit, a watch is set and Milo and K'nara feel the grub move its way into their heads.
Lian Friday June 28th, 2002 8:28:32 PM
After assisting Ingrge and anyone else who needs it, Lian rests and meditates. Not finishing his meditation, Lian stands up and moves to the fire. Glancing at Milo, he watches the grub move back up his throat and work its way into his brain. "Eeeeewww! No, no, I am definately not going that way. By all that is natural, not that way!" The monk turns ashen by just looking at the bodies of his friends.
Brother Bertram Friday June 28th, 2002 11:14:33 PM
Bertram looks to his Lian with sadness in his eyes. "Friend Lian if you feel this is not the road for you, I cannot hold it against you. The thought scares me horribly as well. But I would ask a boon of you if you are willing. Please stay with us and look over us until we have all undergone this, ...change. No matter what happens my friend, there is no shame in avoiding this." Bertram walks over and reaches up, squeezing his comrade's shoulder. I am proud to have stood along such a warrior as yourself!"
Milo Saturday June 29th, 2002 4:02:26 AM
Laying there realizing that this is it... death is imminent, Milo comes to understand that ultimately, there is no pain... its all in his head. Inwardly, he smiles.
Figment Saturday June 29th, 2002 9:48:38 AM
"I'd say once this business with Milo and K'Nara is over that we build a large raft. There is plently of timber for that.". The mage simply stands and watches two of his friends waste away in horror, knowing he too will likely share the same experience soon enough.
Olana d20+10=18 Sunday June 30th, 2002 9:49:15 PM
For a while Olana sits beside Milo, keeping her eye on him, watching the progression of the worm and it's effects. Her skin is crawling as much as the halflings with the worm beneath it.
As Figment suggests a raft, she readily agrees, and distracts herself trying to figure out the best wood, how long it will take etc etc. ((Knowledge nature DC 18 on best available timber))
K'Nara Monday July 1st, 2002 6:30:59 AM I'm going to miss the taste of Mama's cinnamon rolls...
Figment Monday July 1st, 2002 10:32:35 AM
The mage uses his architecture and engineering skills to determine the best wood and the proper dimensions of the raft. He leave the manuel labor to those better suited for it.
DM Kent Monday July 1st, 2002 3:16:21 PM
Olanna and Figment figure that they have the perfect wood for a raft as well as the knowledge materials and abilities to make quite a sturdy one at that. Darknes is falling and thoughts of rest are ever on their minds as they will need it for their raft building.
The evening passes extremely slowly for those who await further changes with the two guinea pigs. There are no further visible signs of progression from the grub and things seem to have come to a halt as the grubs made their way into Milo's and K'nara's heads. For Milo and K'nara thought the change is readily apparent as the grub makes its say into their heads they start reviewing scenes from their past, almost as if the grubs want to find out about them. This goes on for about 5 hours and then with silent screams they both are siezed by massive siezures and start thrashing around (picutre a Grand Mal Siezure). Green foam starts bubbling from their mouths and from all over their bodies blood starts oozing from out of their pores. This continues for almost an hour and then the blood turns to clearer liquids and then ceases all together. As soon as it is obvious that all the bodily liquids have been expelled the siezures stop and the two lay quietly on the floor of the shed. (It is now two in the morning)
The rest of the night passes without incident and in the early parts of predawn the quiet calm of the forest is shattered by loud voices, and of all things they are raised in song.
As someone sticks their head out to see whats up they will see a large raftlike boat pulling alongside the jetty. It is obviously well taken care of and of all things has the likeness of a dragon forward on its bow.
Figment Monday July 1st, 2002 5:03:54 PM
The mage observes K'Nara and Milo. He makes sure they are still 'alive' after their done bleeding out. When the sinign is heard the mage exits the building and stands away preparing to cast.
Lian Tuesday July 2nd, 2002 1:42:47 AM
Lian looks at Bertram with kind eyes. "At the monastery, we were trained that life is a chain of challenges. The first link in the chain is our birth, but that link is no more important than the next, however, there is occasionally a flawed link that weakens the entire chain. However, if that link is tempered from purest ore and with the hardest hammer, upon the coldest anvil, cast from the hottest forge, that link will be just like all the others, unbreakable. I have been tempered. I am a link in the Talons chain, I will not break." The elf looks at his dwarven friend, then smiles. "The best challenge over body and mind, is death." He pauses. "Undeath... whatever." He looks slightly amused by his next statement. "Just think, for the AVERAGE persons' death would be the final link in their chain. In my case, it just a new beginning. "
When the seizures start, Lian leaves the scene, uncomfortable with the situation. In fact, he'll set up his bed roll outside the door of the tent (shelter) to meditate, then moves back in after the sounds of oozing and bubbling subside.
In the early morning hours, hearing the sounds of joyous song coming from the jetty, Lian steps outside awaiting what is to come. Observing the dragon on the bow, Lian pokes his head back inside the shelter and says; "Ingrge, I think the Gold Dragons are here, but I am not sure. Come out here. Bertram, are you awake my friend?! Figment, come over here, stay with your friends."
Olana d20+4=17 Tuesday July 2nd, 2002 2:18:47 AM
With shaking hands, Olana attempts to help clean up her two "about to become undead" friends with the help of river water and her scarf. This was just awful.
As the boat arrives, she tries to remember if it was the one they all traveled up the river with, all that time ago. (Wisdom check DC 17)
K'Nara Tuesday July 2nd, 2002 6:21:48 AM ...boy, oh boy, this HURTS..!
Milo Tuesday July 2nd, 2002 10:04:26 AM
'...blood.. there goes my blood... oh well, didn't need that anyways... I think. I wonder how Olana would react if I jumped up and gave her a big undead smooch... heh heh heh heh.... ouch!'
The Solution [CDM Jerry] Tuesday July 2nd, 2002 12:02:15 PM
Your minds cloud for a second and then clear a someone tries to communicate with you. In a moment, the message comes.
"He who has heart to fight against the evil that threatens, must hear my words. I am Valdor, the Dragonstone. Leader of the Dragon Consortium and the Gold Dragons. Friend to any who oppose the Usurper and brother to any who have taken up this fight.
Not so long ago, I told you all it had begun...and so it did. Many have found ways to triumph against the armies threatening and many have died trying. These days and weeks have been hard and has seen many good people slain for no reason but a lust for power.
My friends, it is time for us to strike back! Not at the armies, or Marteaus's clerics now, but at the very God himself. As most of you know by now, a God can be defeated and even killed by mortals. There is no easy way, but it can be done.
The Usurper has taken the fight to our God's lands and only in the Lands of the Dead, can a God be defeated by a mortal. The Dragon Consortium has concluded, with the evidence produced from many of you hearing my words, that there is only one way to enter the lands of the dead. This is by becoming that which we have all fought against or heard many horror stories about. We must become undead creatures if we wish to enter and fight the slug Marteaus.
There are two ways known at this time to accomplish this. The first is by eating a souleater. It is a slug rare and hard to find. We have arranged for it to be available at The Catacombs and therefore at all businesses in their network. Simply go to the nearest magic or general store and check if they have a Catacombs connection. [In gameplay we go to the Catacombs Board after entering a store in character.] There ask for the Dragon Consortium Discount when buying anything else. Do this while in a private shopping room to avoid being overheard. Eat what you buy. It is very painful. Be prepared.
The other method of becoming undead is to enter the lands that Marteaus has created called Koshe-Marr. Once there, you must enter through a gate and come back out. It is a new gate and part machine. That's all we know of it's description. Going through the gate will turn you undead. Return through the gate and escape Koshe-Marr.
Only by becoming undead can you enter the Lands of the Dead and retain your ability to strive and quest.
The next step is to enter the lands of the Dead. We know of only one means to do this at this point in time. Seek out a place called the Parting Tree in the northern part of the Badlands. It is South of Culverwood on the main Trade Route heading west from Edenmoor. It should be just a day or so west of Edenmoor and before you get to the Emerald Kingdom. In ten days hence, any who would dare to make a difference must come there to an Inn called the Hidden Viper. From there we will journey a short distance to the Gate through which we will enter the lands of the dead and take out this would be God who has caused us such grief.
It will soon be over and there will be many in need of help. We are all brothers and sisters who take up this fight and must support one another no matter the outcome. If you cannot do this vile thing, I surely understand and ask you to help the others we leave behind. I take no one who isn't sure of themself in this action. Bring your hearts and your courage. Be strong for the end is near. Have Courage!"
His voice slowly disappears on the wind and as you think it's gone you hear once more, but very faintly, " Have courage..."
Brother Bertram Tuesday July 2nd, 2002 4:26:21 PM
Bertram roused himself from his slumber hearing the words in his mind. He takes heart in the words and tries to prepare himself for the 'death' that now faces him.
Figment Tuesday July 2nd, 2002 6:35:51 PM
The mage listens to the Dragonstone but does not deviate from his preparations as he watches the new arrivals. At least in his mind he knows that these grub things are the right thing to do.
Lian Wednesday July 3rd, 2002 2:41:45 AM
"We have the grubs. Let us eat the things now and call it done. I am tired of waiting."
Lian askes Ingrge, "May I eat the grub or is it to soon?"
DM kent Wednesday July 3rd, 2002 4:05:12 PM
As Figment checks for signs of life he finds that there are none. K'nara and Milo are as cold and grey as any several year old corpse. The people on the boat seem to be harmless. It appears that there are several children on board with their families.
Olanna is pretty sure that the ship is symbiote ship Jerimia that they travelled upon what seems like years and years ago. It sees that there are about 10 travelers on board an that the boat I pulling in for a quick break.
All but Milo and K'nara receive the Gold Dragon's message and have moxed feelings about what they hear.
Ingrge responds to Lian with a shake of his head. I think that we should perhaps wait a bit we still have a long way to travel.
K'nara and Milo, are seemingly dead.
Brother Bertram Wednesday July 3rd, 2002 7:41:11 PM
Bertram snorts, then chuckles hearing Lian's words. "Friend Lian I didn't mean we had to be hasty to eat the dreaded things. While I think I am reconciled to this fate I am surely in no hurry for it."
Olana Thursday July 4th, 2002 2:15:23 AM
"Wait Figment," exclaims the elf. "It's the symbiote - I'm sure of it. A friend. I'm sure the boat will take us where we want to go."
After a quick glance at the inanimate Milo who, to Olana seems to have the hint of a smile on his face, she approaches the boat and addresses the dragons head.
"Hello," she says with a bow. "I am Olana. Do you remember me? We have sailed together in times past. I'm here with my friends once more, only two of them have died unfortunately. We need safe passage up to the Tree of Parting. May we travel with you?"
She's not quite sure what else to say, not knowing whether the boat has heard Valdor's message or not. She certainly didn't want to lie to it. But there's no way she's going to mention undead at this point, just in case it freaks out the other passengers.
Lian Thursday July 4th, 2002 2:40:55 AM
"I will wait." Looking at Milo, Lian smirks at his stillness. Even in sleep, he's never so still. This is the quietest he's been, ever.
"Cover our Friends bodies. Hide them."
Lian begins thinking of friends and family, and the monastery. Wondering how they are fairing in their lonely little corner of the Wold.
A Visitation [CDM Jerry] Thursday July 4th, 2002 11:04:10 AM
Even though the sky is clear, you are startled by lightning striking the boat from some unknown source and thunder follows.
Immediately as the smell of ozone fills the air and your ears try to recover, the rest of the pasengers and sailors collapse to the ground unconscious.
A few seconds later, two figures unceremoniously appear. One is dressed in black and looks regal and powerful. The other is of devilish ancestry and looks to be an imp. The imp stands erect and calm like his master.
"Talons, I am Gargul and I need your help."
Lian Thursday July 4th, 2002 6:17:19 PM
Feeling like the Wold is crashing in around him already, NOW comes the God Gargul, for us the Talons!?
'Wonderful.' Thinks the monk. 'What else will happen? I suppose we will all just sprout wings and breathe fire soon too! A God, one of three remaining, comes and asks us??! Does he not have anything better to do than to pester mortals!!?
Smiling happily. "How may we assist you Gargul?"
Figment Thursday July 4th, 2002 9:37:03 PM
The mage looks at the man and tries to assess the possibility that he is telling the truth. If not he asks. "Why would one such as you need our help? We are mere gnats in your presence if you are truly Gargul. I beg you forgive my skepticism, I have never been approached by a god!". And if he can see it is who he says he is, them mage declairs "What may we do for one of the only dieties left to the Wold?".
Olana Friday July 5th, 2002 1:29:36 AM
Olana's jaw drops, her reaction one of utter astonishment. She is hardly able to believe her eyes.
After giving a formal bow, she says -
"We are helping, honestly we are. Two of us have died already and the rest of us are -"
She stops mid sentence, knowing she's sounding jittery and on edge. Instead her eyes fall on the strange devil creature. Now what?
K'Nara Friday July 5th, 2002 6:36:12 AM
Valdor Dragonstone's message actually was received by K'Nara, it was just that it underscored about the only thing she could feel emotionally at the moment: The Wold still needed her and the Talons, and she would have to answer that call.
Lightning striking nearby and the voice of Gargul did manage to permeate the enui that enveloped the ex-human bladesinger. She sat up, then stood on her feet and turned to face the God of Death.
"Greetings, Judge of the Hereafter," K'Nara said in a hollow voice, bowing low and as gracefully as her emaciated body allowed, "I am K'Nara Illutu...leader of the Emerald Talons...and we are at your service. Tell us what you need to have done and we will do it."
Lian d20=12 Friday July 5th, 2002 7:22:19 AM
Lian waits until all of his friends have their attention on the God of Death, then he pulls out a vial, fully convinced this God was here for them. Convinced that their waiting has upset him. He is convinced, now, that the divine truly exists. He palms the grub momentarily and sits in a meditative position, then throwing his head back, the monk swallows the grub. The elf begins meditating, concentrating (Concentration of 12) on the feeling of awe he has in the presence of a God.
Ingrge Friday July 5th, 2002 8:07:46 AM
As the lightening striles the boat Ingrge stands there stunned and let's out a muttered curse. "Gargul's arse," Now I guess we will have to make it go by itself. As he tries to recall all the magic wods that the ship used, the odd looking pair strolls up. As Gargul announces whom he is, Ingrge steps back behind the other Talons trying to disappear recalling what he had just uttered. As Gargul speaks Curiosity overcomes his trepidation and he steps back around to the front.
DM kent Friday July 5th, 2002 8:12:03 AM
As K,nara stands and speaks the other Talons are quite startled at her appearence. several moments later Milo too makes his appearence shuffling along in the dirt.
Lian tosses down his grub in a moment of fear inspired divinity and the process starts anew with another Talon.
Figment Friday July 5th, 2002 8:50:48 AM
The mage waits until after the others have swallowed their grubs - but he does it once Gargul has spoken.
Favor [CDM Jerry] Friday July 5th, 2002 9:03:10 AM
"That's an interesting curse Ingrge." Gargul grins. "I haven't heard that one before."
He turns back to the others.
"I too have my plans for this upcoming showdown and I will be there. Part of my plans involve this imp. I have placed certain things within him. I need you to guard him, protect him and bring him with you to the Endgame as Alemi is calling it.
"Keep him hidden as much as possible. Marteaus' spies are everywhere trying to discover what you're trying to do. Be paranoid. Keep him safe. Bring him with you. He may be the key that bring us all through this.
"Alemi and I cannot do this alone. We're gonna need your help: for this and other things. All will be played out in it's time and we can but hope and trust each other.
"The Noble Races have proven themselves true in this matter as well as heroic. Remain true to the end and we may yet prevail against the Punisher."
"His name is Gimp. He will obey you in all things. Right Gimp?"
"Oh yeah Master! This will be fun! Wheeee!"
His voice is that of a kid and grates upon the hearing.
Gargul puts his hands on K'nara and Milo and then Lian. His touch is ice cold and full of meaning, deep as a bottomless chasm.
"Be brave. Domi would want that of....
Us."
He turns away from you and doesn't just disappear, but somehow is quickly gone into the shadows.
Echoing thunder far away denotes his location in the distance. Shortly the others on the boat begin to awaken unharmed.
Milo Friday July 5th, 2002 12:46:31 PM
Milo stands there as Gargul disappears, and looks dispassionately after the god of the dead, "If mom could only see me now..." Milo's face quirks up, but where it used to look quirky and funny, it now appears wry and cynical. Looking around at his friends in life and death, "Can I have my stuff back now? Something tells me I'm going to need it."
Bertram (sub Jay) Saturday July 6th, 2002 4:51:21 AM
With the God of the Dead before him, Bertram prays silently to and for his fallen Domi. He startles at the thunder then relaxes after Gargul is gone.
"That will certainly go be a memory I'll never forget!" He exclaims, turning to Lian. "What did you think of tha.....? Drat!" He sees the final swallowing action in the monks throat and realizes what has occurred. The cleric walks to his friend whose throat has begun to pale. "I understand your actions lad. It's hard to swallow..... casting sight upon a divine being. Belief is strong. Faith is stronger." He smile at the elf and lays him back. "Be comfortable friend. Rest now."
Bertram drags out his vial and takes a look at Ingrge, then nods. It's clear the dwarf is about to begin the transformation himself. "Now that K'nara and Milo are awake, they'll be able to watch us." He knocks back the grub and swallows, laying down, he says one last thing before closing his eyes. "For Domi." He closes his eyes.
Lian Saturday July 6th, 2002 4:56:08 AM
"I can'th blweave I thaw a Gawd!!" His throat and tongue go numb. The monks bites his lip while he was talking but he can't feel it. It begins to bleed, momentarily.
Ingrge Saturday July 6th, 2002 10:02:27 AM
With all his friends dropping grubs down their throats like some kind of bird. Ingrge walks over to Gimp. "Hey Gimp! see that pretty little elf lass over there? (pointing at Olanna) You are to saty with her unless K'nara (pointing out the bladesinger) or I tell you otherwise, OK."
"Figment, Olanna, herd all these guys to the boat. I am going to see if I can procure some transportation." Walikng down to the jetty, Ingrge strolls up to the boat and calls out. "Jerimia, permission to come aboard?"
DM Kent Saturday July 6th, 2002 10:12:11 AM
With Lian and Bert starting the process of Mumbiism, and Milo and K'nara shambling along Figment and Olanna head them down toward the water's edge. Milo and K'nara regain their equipment and Bert's and Lian's are removed.
Ingrge gets to the boat and calls out to it. The smallish man/captain looks down at Ingrge and gives him permission to board. After several moments of animated conversation, Ingrge leaves the boat and comes back to the Talons.
"OK everyone, Jerimia was more than happy to give us transport, until I mentioned our, ummm, different companions here. So after I reminded him how we saved him and his Simbyote's lives, he agreed to give us transport if we will stay near the stern of the ship and put up a sailcloth partition to keep us from the other passengers. I figure that if we are on board we can all take our medicine, as it were and be ready by the time we get to the Tree. Any thoughts, questions, or concerns?"
Olana Monday July 8th, 2002 12:28:46 AM
Olana is doing all she can not to be creeped out by the appearance of the re-animated Milo and K'Nara. At least the disappearance of Gargul brings a sigh of relief, because she has quite enough to comprehend as it is, thank you very much. It is enough to drive an elf completely mad, and she is finding it tough to take all this in her stride.
A little dazed, she turns to the imp creature. "Hello, Gimp," she says, offering a warm smile. "Would you like to wear my cloak? It has a big hood and might help keep you hidden."
As they board the boat, and Ingrge asks if there are any concerns, she shoots him a look but says - "Someone should keep their eye on Gimp while I change into a monst - into something else."
She attempts to explain to the imp what is about to happen, and then asks Milo if he'll look after her precious bow. If Milo looks into her eyes, he will see thinly disguised terror in there somewhere near the surface. Nevertheless, she takes out her container, pops the top and swallows the grub. After that, she settles down crosslegged, closes her eyes and starts to breathe deeply and slowly.
Milo Monday July 8th, 2002 1:09:51 AM
Milo takes Olana's bow, looks directly into her eyes and is saddened by her fear. Looking into Milo's eyes, it is clear that while they seem somewhat glazed on the surface, a fire burns deep within. The fire of the love that only Alemi can give to his free-willed devotee. "Do not fear Olana, not even this undead state can hide the true beauty that lies deep within you." Milo's voice rings hollow.
K'Nara d20+8=17 Monday July 8th, 2002 7:45:47 AM
Everything felt so...remote. And negative. Hmmm...K'Nara knew that she'd hate to have to stay this way, and--momentarily--felt rage boil up at the unfairness of it all!
How DARE they take exception to her, when she willingly sacrificed herself for the good of The Wold! How DARE they insist on her segregating herself from them--as though she were diseased or something! Didn't they realize what was at stake? What the Emerald Talons were trying to accomplish for them, the ungrateful, whiny, living wretches that they were???
For a moment, K'Nara's undead eyes blazed with an unholy anger...but then the rage faded away. (OOC: made a voluntary Willpower check for her to banish her sudden rage.) No...while the living were mistaken in their perceptions, the purpose of her becoming undead hadn't changed--K'Nara and the other must journey to the lands of the dead that they may battle Marteaus and--hopefully--send the god-wannabe packing.
"It is...the least we can do, then, Ingrge." K'Nara agreed to the boat captain's terms. "I know that my and Milo's...present state is disturbing to the unenlightened, and we MUST get to the Meadow with all haste." The unliving bladesinger turned and beckoned to Gimp.
"Attend me, if you will." she said to the imp. "Olana will soon be...preoccupied."
Figment Monday July 8th, 2002 9:42:21 AM
Nodding at the wisdom behind being segregated fromthe general populace onboard ship, Figment starts setting up the barricade and arranging places for the upcoming changers.
Ok, Let's see I think Milo, K'nara Ingrge and I should watch while Olanna, Fian, and Bertram go through their change and then I guess Ingrge and I will finish off the groups transformation. That way we will be able to help protect the boat if necessary.
DM Kent d20+9=20 d20+9=27 d20+9=26 d20+9=19 d20+9=21 d20+9=22 d20+9=16 d20+9=23 Monday July 8th, 2002 10:13:41 AM
As the Talons get settled in Olanna feels the burning squirt and numbness signifying the beginning ofher ordeal.
Bert and Fian, seat themselves against the side of the boat and settle in for their continuing change.
Milo and K'nara each fight their own tumultuous emotions and eventually settle down to standing and watching.
Gimp, swimming in Olanna's cloak until moments later it shrinks to a perfect fit, looks over at K'nara when she calls him over and flits over to her. Looking into her eyes, he gets a mischevious gleem in his eyes and in a voice shrill voice calls out, "Mummy! I've missed you soooo much!" And then buries himself in her bust.
Moments later the boat leaves shore and starts moving.
Two days later ALL the Talons are Mumbies and they have settled into a set routine. There are very few smiles in the group, little conversation and even less laughter as they practice and go about their daily rituals. On the morning of the third day the boat seems to be slowing down and moments later Jerimia appears in front of you from out of nowhere.
Umm friends, It appears that someone has stretched a series of cables across the river up ahead. I think we might have some company in a few minutes.
Just as he finishes speaking the unmistakable sound of bowfire is heard followed by the sound of arrows and bolts hitting wood and the sounds of screams as several strike flesh at the front of the boat.
K'Nara Monday July 8th, 2002 7:49:41 PM
The imp floundered in the area of K'Nara's chest, and the late bladesinger eyed the silly creature with faint distaste (odd--such an insulting maneuver would once have rated an automatic skewering via Lucia...but that was when K'Nara was alive...) before she reached up, grabbed Gimp by the tail and hauled the little winged menace up to dangle a few inches from her sunken-eyed face.
"Listen, Gimp," she told him in a hollow voice, "I promised that no harm would come to you--and it won't...but if you keep pulling stunts like this, I can also promise you that no comforts will come to you, either."
Still, the event didn't raise the ire it normally would have.
Later--when Jerimia appeared to give the Talons the bad news, K'Nara's instincts as a fighter immediately kicked in:
"Get all the other passengers under some kind of cover if you can, Captain!" K'Nara barked, immediately pulling out her short bow and an arrow. "Talons--fighters scope out and target the attackers...Figment, see if you can figure out what it will take to cut or disable those cables..! Olana--keep an eye on Gimp--NOTHING must happen to him..!" So saying, the leader of the Emerald Talons moved with determined (if slower than usual) steps to where the action was, her undead eyes seeking the enemy attacking the boat.
Olana Monday July 8th, 2002 9:46:18 PM
It was horrible. Every single part of it was horrible, and on awakening she had to spend a long time quelling feelings of rage. There was something dark inside, giving her a kind of power she didn't have before. It was hard to deal with, but she got on with it and kept her mouth shut, perfectly aware that her friends would feel the same or at least something like it.
The call to action from their leader found her putting her bow together in a very deliberate manner. "Stay low, Gimp!" she called in a deep voice, " grab my leg and hang on for dear li - well just hang on as tight as you can."
She takes position toward the rear of the boat, facing outward and forward so the creature is sheltered from oncoming fire. If it becomes clear he is not sheltered, then she will switch position. But if there's a chance he's sheltered and she can get off a few arrows - she will do so.
Milo d20+30=40 d20+25=45 Tuesday July 9th, 2002 1:37:31 AM
Looking over at K'nara, "I'll take care of the cables." Milo's grin is definitely more feral than funny as the halfling pulls his elven cloak tight and crouches low in the boat, all the while moving forward at maximum speed, while drawing his mystic short sword. (OOC: Made hide and move silently checks at -5 to normal bonus for moving regular speed. Made DCs 40 and 45 respectively.)
Figment 3d4(3+4+3)+3=13 Tuesday July 9th, 2002 8:34:59 PM
Noting that Milo said he has the cables under control, Figment parts the curtain and stepping to the port side of the boat looks and without pause sends several fiery bolts ripping toward several figures on shore. He remains passively detached as the missiles strike their targets.
Lian d20+7=18 d6+2=8 Tuesday July 9th, 2002 8:38:35 PM
Lian steps to the starboard side with his bow in hand and with a very steady draw releases his arrow toward his chosen target. He reaches back for another arrow as his first target is struck. (AC 18, 8 damage)
Ingrge 6d4(4+3+4+3+3+4)+6=27 Tuesday July 9th, 2002 8:43:02 PM
Shuffling forward Ingrge stepps along side his fellow mage and pointing a wand sends 6 energy bolts spitting towards another figure on the shore.
Bertram Tuesday July 9th, 2002 8:44:46 PM
Bertram moves forward to aid Jerimia move the other passengers to safety forgetting what he has become.
Bertram Tuesday July 9th, 2002 8:45:23 PM
Bertram moves forward to aid Jerimia move the other passengers to safety forgetting what he has become.
DM Kent d20+9=21 d20+9=17 d20+9=24 d20+9=17 d20+9=27 d20+9=29 d6+3=4 d6+3=4 d6+3=4 Tuesday July 9th, 2002 8:55:13 PM
Ingrge, Figment and Lian all send some sort of missile into the attackers and all are rewarded with watching their opponents struck.
Milo gets to the fore of the boat and see that there are two lines crossing the river above the water and possibly one below the waterline.
Jerimia and Bertram move forward to help the passengers and find that four of them were killed outright in the first assault. As Bertram approaches the passengers take one look at him and start screaming. One girl jumps overboard to escape him and starts swimming toward shore.
Six more arrows fly toward the boat striking three more passengers, Bertram(4), Olanna(4), and Ingrge(4)
Milo d20+14=32 d20+14=33 d20+9=20 d6+2=8 d6+2=5 d6+2=7 Tuesday July 9th, 2002 11:39:50 PM
As the boat approaches the lines strung across the river, Milo's blade is a shimmer in the air as the halfling swings at the pair of lines running up top, and then plunges his blade into the water to slice the one below as well. (OOC: Milo hits AC 32 and 33 up top for 8 and 5 hps respectively, and AC 20 down below for 7 hps)
Lian d20+12=15 d20+7=25 d6=3 d6=2 Wednesday July 10th, 2002 12:37:10 AM
OOC: I'm Mailing from a friends computer, hopefully my service will be working this time tomorrow! Darn cable was broken or something.
Mumbie Lian stays on the starboard and fires his shortbow twice more at a single target. Not saying a thing, he only moans and shuffles about.
Hitting AC's 15 and 25, for 3 and 2 respectively.
Bertram (sub Jay) Wednesday July 10th, 2002 12:44:47 AM
Bertram stays at the front with Jeremia. He watches the girl go over the side, his initial thought is the go after her, in a moment his thoughts drifted from her, drifting back into his undead coma. He thinks to himself, 'It's quite sad these poor folk are afraid of me, it's sad.'
K'Nara d20=19 d20=15 d6=3 d6=3 Wednesday July 10th, 2002 11:48:14 AM
(OOC: I, too, am away from the computer that has my Undead CS on it, but I DO know that K'Nara gets two arrow attacks, and has at least a +4 to hit due to her Dexterity, so she's hit at least AC23 and AC19 respectively, for at least 3hp damage each.)
K'Nara's undead eyes focus on the likeliest target for her to aim her arrows at and she lets two missiles fly...
Olana d20+10=27 d20+10=24 d6+1=7 d6+1=2 Wednesday July 10th, 2002 2:21:23 PM
Olana fires off two arrows at the attackers, all the while telling the imp to grip close and keep out of firing range.
She does not move too far, staying in a place that will protect Gimp the most.
DM Kent Wednesday July 10th, 2002 6:25:39 PM
seeing that they are overmatched the remaining outlaws disappear into the woods leaving behind at least 6 of their fellows to serve as fertilizer for the forest.
Milo manages to cut through the ropes without much difficulty and the boat is soon on its way.
The next two days pass uneventfully and with everybody healed and at full strength, the jetty closest to the Tree of Parting is soon on your right side. Jerimia pulls alongside and wishing you all well, sends you on your way. The early afternoon is spent making your way to your destination and about two hours before sunset you arrive.
Even though many of you have been here before it is an unbelievable sight. There rising out of apparent nothing is the largest tree any of you has ever seen. The trunk appears to be somewhere around fifty feet in diameter and the the tree itself rises several hundred feet into the air and has a spread of over a quarter of a mile. Beneath the tree can be seen an assortment of small buildings, most of which seem to be stables, vehicle storage and warehouses. Other than the size, what make this tree so impressive is that there seem to be many small dwellings along the main branches. all of which are lit in such a way to make the entire tree to have a golden glow. At the point where the main branches leave the trunk there is a large building that appears to have grown right out of the trunk itself. Leading up to this building and to the other main areas of the tree is a spiral staircase that winds around the trunk. There are also several rope ladders and elevators that can be used to gain egress to the Tree. It is to the large central building where most of the traffic seems to be going. The sign above the door simply says Tree of Parting - Inn and Tavern.
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DM kent Monday July 22nd, 2002 11:28:35 AM
(OOC hey guys welcome back to the Wold. Over the next few days i would like to see some in character chat and some ooc discussions about where we want to go with this game next. The sooner we come to concensus the sooner we can restart game playing.)
BTW I am currently without a modem so my access will be limited for a bit as I try to find one that will work and while I use my neighbor's computer.
DM Jerry Monday July 22nd, 2002 12:18:50 PM
I'll be helping Kent out here until he's back up to speed. He may post some when he can, I'll help as well as I can until his return.
We are open!!!!!!!!!
Feel free to post as often as you want this week.
We need to do several things:
1st: read the new material and talk about it. If you want to take a new PrC, let me and Kent know.
2nd: Kent will need character sheets sent in and updated as per my email of earlier this morning. Plus many of you have xp and stuff to add. The game does not start until all sheets are in and approved. so do it early and allow a few days for corrections. Send them to both Kent and I. I'll try to help him some this week if I can.
3rd: We need your ideas as to what to do next. So post your ideas. I've been selfish and forced modules upon you for the last year. Now you can be selfish and say you want to do practically anything you're interested in.
Treasure Hunt? Kill the monster? Group vacation?
Anything!
We need to be settled on the module idea by Wed. so that Kent can get it written and approved by me for a Monday start.
Questions? Rants? Discussion? Proposals? Declarations of Love and Honor?
hehe. Post them all!
Town Crier (MDM Jan) Monday July 22nd, 2002 1:41:51 PM
Drifting in on the mists of the New Wold up ahead, the urgent bell of the Town Crier is heard pealing in the streets. Lundy the Boomer brings news.
"Hear ye, hear ye!
A frantic search has begun for the Floating City - which is currently nowhere to be found! Did the City and its inhabitants drown beneath the lake? Was it destroyed in the cataclysm? Did the mysterious Teucri rescue their creation and take it with them? No one knows! So far, there have been no survivors from the lake, and dives are taking place in an attempt to establish if the Big Float should now be renamed the Big Sink!
Reports from far and wide indicate widespread destruction and damage to buildings and structures all over the Wold! Miraculously - most people appear to have been left unharmed, and are beginning the enormous task of rebuilding what was damaged or lost!
Clerics all over the Wold are proclaiming the existance of new Gods! These Gods have been named the Gods of Testing! They are- Marteaus, the God of Disease Ga'al, the God of Domination Caeroldra, the Goddess of Lust and Passion Jancassis, the God of Revenge Warrd, the God of Luck, and Chance Gargul, the God of Life, Death, and Souls!
Temples and other places of worship are changing hands, being rebuilt, or being created to worship these new deities! It appears that two major pantheons how exist - the Gods of Testing, alongside that of Alemi, Domi, Flower, Pantheon, and Ffloy - the already established Gods of the Wold. Some say the God Gargul either belongs to both, or that he transcends them all! Everything appears to be in a state of flux! There have been reports of new Sects being formed, and of strange abilities manifesting amongst the populace! Are these abilities a gift from the Gods? An appeasement for the Godwar, as some say? Or are they a curse, and something to be feared?
In Plateau City, some members of the high council have allegedly gone into hiding! Those who remain have released a statement, proclaiming they were misled, charmed into actions against their own natural will, and remember little of past events. They say they are drawing up an amnesty proposal for certain groups and organisations who are currently banned from the City as outlaws and renegades! Sturtavent will be reinstated, and the council is at a loss as to explain why he was originally removed from office in the first place! A persistant rumour - that he merely had the wrong haircut, is just that - a rumour. In truth no one seems to know!
Elsewhere, news has arrived of a new eastern pass through the treacherous Scab, created by the upheavals and earthquakes of the Godwar! Adventurers are said to be already flocking toward the area, in search of new lands, new riches, enlightenment and knowledge!
Hear ye, gentlefolk! Take note of the bell - for there will be more!
Jay (Lian) Monday July 22nd, 2002 4:23:49 PM
Group vacation sounds great.
It will give us time to relax and say goodbye to friends that are leaving us. And it will allow for us to pick up tag-alongs (new members). :)
Lian Monday July 22nd, 2002 11:10:33 PM
Lian sits there with his legs crossed.
"Well, I believe we should send off our friend Bertram the right way. Let us escort him home. While we are there we can visit my family, they are quite hopitable." The monk grins impishly and raises an eyebrow. "The monks make the best wine."
"Bertram, how does that sound to you? Of course, only with your permission K'nara."
Chris (Milo) Tuesday July 23rd, 2002 12:18:19 AM
The halfling in me screams for a treasure hunt, but my more dutiful clerical nature says that we should be looking for those who took advantage of the chaos of the previous events, and bring them to justice... and then... there is always a treasure hunt... : )
Jay (Lian) Tuesday July 23rd, 2002 1:00:27 AM
"A treasure hunt?! You must be kidding? What does a MONK need with treasure?" >:)
"Let us take this time to visit friends and family we have not seen for awhile. We may find treasure on the way there." :)
Donna Tuesday July 23rd, 2002 7:24:46 AM
Speaking for myself, I know that K'Nara is going to have some issues about the role that Parnoth Oneclaw has in the Emerald Kingdom. Does he still claim to be the ruler of the Kingdom? Now that Marteaus has gotten deity status, I would think that the threat of invasion by Izen would be greatly reduced, and (as such) the Talons (as well as the Tines) would be much more free to see about deposing the big green beastie...or somehow forcing a more equitable brand of government on his rule.
K'Nara would rather kill him, though, seeing as how he's tried to have her killed twice already. ;D
Ingrge Tuesday July 23rd, 2002 12:23:48 PM
Looking around the butterfly meadow, Ingrge sighs and looks truly relaxed for the first time ever. " I'm all for a bit of R&R, but I expect that we will no doubt be thrust into something if that is what we search for. I think perhaps we should spend a few days at the Tree of Parting and then decide where we should go and what we should do. Like K'nara, I want to see what the situation with Parnoth is like right now and perhaps see what we can do about this elven slavery issue."
Turning to Bertram, Ingrge looks deeply into his face as if searching for something. "My Friend, I see that you have decided that your path no longer is to be joined to ours and that truly saddens me. I never thought I would ever call a dwarf a "true friend" and yet that's what you are. I can not speak for the Talons, but know that should you ever need assistance you may call on me."
Jan Tuesday July 23rd, 2002 1:53:47 PM
Establishing whats going on with Parnoth could be interesting. Olana is likely to be in the same frame of mind as Ingrge as far as the elves are concerned. Maybe help the Tines establish a better foothold after the chaos or something.
Jay Tuesday July 23rd, 2002 10:48:50 PM
OOC:I believe our little halfling friend has wealth in mind. ;)
I myself would like to see Parnoth dethroned, just for kicks. We don't even know if he still exsists, at least I don't. Some people may have more insight into him and his activities. If we do find out his where abouts, we should remove him from power, I think. And in the aftermath, Milo can clean up the throne room. ;)
I am not really sure what the Tines ARE, I would like to know more about who and what they are, if anyone would be so kind as to email me info on them.
In character:
The elf is teary eyed as Ingrge makes his statement to their dwarven friend. "Yes. I would indeed love to see you return my dear Friend Bertram. Domi is returned, so it is only right that you follow him and return to your home and kin." The elvish monk gives the dwarf a brief heartfilled hug. Then he snaps himself away and begins his restful Kahta excercises. The elf mutters under his breath something about Domi.
Chris Wednesday July 24th, 2002 10:59:17 PM
[Shocked] Milo always has wealth on his mind... being a halfling, he is completely into his creature comforts... : ) However, Milo is willing to go look into Parnoth's status [hadn't thought of that initially] He isn't really afraid of the big green meanie... as far as Milo is concerned... if he can outwit the dragon, then the dragon isn't that smart [and by default... not very dangerous] Of course... what does Milo know... he is just a simple halfling... [and if you believe that, I know a couple of bridges that I have up for sale.]
DEH Wednesday July 24th, 2002 11:13:56 PM
Greetings all, I'm just now getting back online. I am now in Richmond, VA and I can only access the site at night. I'll be sending in my character sheet hopefully Friday. Tomorrow I travel to Fairfax for the day so I doubt I can do it then.
My hope for the game would be to see what we can do about Parnoth. Perhaps we can get a shot at his treasure. I'm sure Figment wouldn't mind being rich. From there we can do about anything.
Jay Thursday July 25th, 2002 12:51:02 AM
It seems we all have Parnoth or the Tines in mind. Is there anything else we could do besides taking a hit out on a dragon? Lian can't be much help whacking the dragon, he can't hit a regular dude in armor, how can he be expected to damage a dragon. Maybe I can go off to the Catacombs and spend some of the gold that's lingering in my pack and purchase Lian a magical bow. That's a thought. I'm with you all on the Parnoth thing. :)
Jay Thursday July 25th, 2002 5:50:09 PM
Chris, the Taurs are looking to buy some bridges, ours are missing. ;)
Milo (Chris) Thursday July 25th, 2002 9:14:03 PM
Then boy, do I have a deal for you... 5000 gold pieces each... I've got four of them, that is 20,000 gp for the lot... I know, I know, you wanna think and talk it over... but don't take too long, cause I know a number of trolls who would kill... for bridges such as these...
Donna Friday July 26th, 2002 7:11:04 AM
LOL about the bridges! 8)
I am in the midst of taking care of Black Genie Center policy & management, but I'll be trying to get K'Nara over to Kent as soon as I can! (I do believe she's gone up another level, thanks to YOA!)
Jay (Lian) Friday July 26th, 2002 5:57:27 PM
Just 5000gp each, WOW! what a deal!
Yeah, what do you take me for, a halfling? Oops! :0
Jan Saturday July 27th, 2002 12:15:16 AM
LOLOLOLOLOLOL!
You guys......
Donna d10=8 Sunday July 28th, 2002 7:34:35 AM
Rolling for K'Nara's hit points...oooo...an 8--not bad! 8)
Milo (Chris) Tuesday July 30th, 2002 12:13:16 AM
Milo looks shocked, "I would never... halflings are much more intelligent... and the only elf I know that can match that is Olana... um er... and perhaps Ingrge." Milo grins...
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