Xenia (HP 34/35) Thursday July 21st, 2005 11:22:43 AM
Florin's voice drifts up the stairs from below. Meeting?
Xenia holds Wynn's hand tight. Should we stay or should we go now?
"I been watching the street," she says addressing the group from Wynn's side, "and all I see are plant monsters. Orcs and shamblers and this big tree thing. That's it. Not a person in sight. It's like we're all alone. We're the last ones in the city. Maybe everyone else is dead. Or maybe they've all gone too. I mean, we had the idea, right? We can't be the only ones thinking to get out."
"What do we do if we make it to the dock and there are no more boats left?"
The girl rogue heaves a visible sigh. She gives Wynn's hand a squeeze before releasing and pacing back and forth across the slanted floor.
"Look. All we know now is what we got here and the street outside. Sure it's a risk to stay here. But it's also a risk to go out too. And we don't know which is bigger. But we know that it seems sorta safe right here now. And we know that we could probably decide better if we knew more about what's out there. Right? And that means someone going out to take a peek and coming back alive."
"To me, that means moving fast and not being seen. A small party. Maybe only one. That will leave most of us here to guard in case of attack."
"Syr, I've seen you move wicked fast. And you're also pretty quiet. Angus, can you still make someone invisible? If you can, I think we got this scouting thing licked. We can turn Syr invisible, and he can run down to the docks. We'll get a good idea of what's there along the way. We'll find out if there are any boats left. And Syr could also check what it's like outside. There was all that floaty stuff in the water when we came over. Can we even get a boat across now?"
"How does that sound? After we find out what's out there, then we decide to leave or not."
DM George Thursday July 21st, 2005 9:31:51 PM
During the Shields debate, a frantic knocking can be heard on the front door to the Giggling Ghost.
Rap Rap Rap Rap Rap.
Sounds like someone is banging a stick against the door. If anyone peers out a window, they can see a very short individual standing next to a very very large bear.
Lang (ac 21; hp 50/55) & Sunshine (ac 19; hp 47/47) d20+6=22 d20+6=26 Thursday July 21st, 2005 10:06:44 PM
"Florin, I agree with you that we need to try to make it towards the docks. I also agree that the spell users need to rest and get their magic resources back up to full strength. I am hesitant in trying to move 50+ people towards the water when we do not even know what is down there. My suggestion, like Xenia's, is to send a small group out to scout down to the docks and get the lay of the land. The spell users can rest and if we are lucky we will not be disturbed. The rest of the group can keep watch and start instructing the children on the evacuation down to the docks. You are our leader so the final will be up to you."
Lang then hears the pounding on the door. He moves quickly over to a window and tries to peer out without being seen, and sees the lion and the short individual. He tries to spot any identifying marks on the person (spot 22/26). If he can identify anything on this person that may mean he is a friend/citizen of the city, Lang will address him. If not, then Lang will remain silent.
"State your purpose, are you friend or foe of the Floating City?"
Listen 26/30; natural 20.
Spells: Speak with Animals Longstrider (cast; duration 3 hours; probably just about 2 ½ hours left)
Arrows used 26.
Angus, Mage Armor/Fly/Bless AC 14, HP 21/25 Thursday July 21st, 2005 10:10:52 PM
Angus nods in agreement at the talk of resting the spell users.
"My spells are more than half depleted. I can cast 2 invisibility spells that will last 12 minutes and 2 that will last 6 minutes. But then my spells will be practically all used up.
Angus looks up quickly toward the front door when the pounding occurs. He moves behind a table/furniture for cover as Lang approaches a window.
Spell Slots:
0 level 0 of 6 1 level 4 of 8 2 level 4 of 6 3 level 2 of 4
Tionel Friday July 22nd, 2005 6:35:41 AM
"I don't think invisibility would help against many plants; they don't all have eyes, you know..." Suddenly the knock at the door. He peers through a slot in a window. "It's not a plant! He has to be on our side, guys!" He stats pulling chairs and blockaded stuff from the door.
Belkior (AC 21; HP 38/40) Friday July 22nd, 2005 7:33:54 AM
The halfling cleric was about to sit down and remove and re-adjust his armor but the knock at the door interrupts his preparations. Standing once more, Belkior moves to a position to support Tionel and the others.
Thinking for a moment, Belkior asks the group. "I've got three more Antitoxins. Does anyone want them?"
Wynn [AC=19; 42/46 HP] (Sub JohnP) Friday July 22nd, 2005 7:36:25 AM
Wynn was admiring Xenia's grace in pacing on the slanting, vine covered floor of the Giggling Ghost. He had been thinking that it might be time to head back downstairs and perhaps sing some soothing songs that might help some of the children nap, but he became distracted.
The knock at the door shakes him out of his daydreams and focuses him on the here and now.
Xenia (HP 34/35) Friday July 22nd, 2005 9:38:42 AM
The rogue peeks out at what's making the rapping on the door noise, and her jaw drops nearly to the floor. A guy with a lion? I mean, hasn't she been watching the street for the past oh-so-long? And hasn't there been, like, nothing out there but people eating plant monsters? Even with a lion to protect you. How does that happen?
And, what's with this knocking on the door thing? No 'Hallo'. Or no 'I'm here from the City Guard, it's all over you're safe'. No. Nothing. Just knocking at the door. Like everything's alright. Like nothing's happened.
"Ti'nel. Ti'nel, you don't know that. Stop that. Sump'n 'bout this doesn't smell right. Ask him some questions first. Ask him some questions."
"Lang, ask him how he got through all the plants. Ask him if he's with the City Guard. And ask him if there are any boats at the dock."
Xenia draws in close to Wynn. With the mace now stuck in her belt, the dark rogue grips the new shortbow in one hand. Ready is good. At least, it couldn't hurt.
Florin Jadenth-AC:19-HP:60 Friday July 22nd, 2005 1:07:07 PM
Florin looks down when Tionel starts leveling his comments at Florin and Florin whispers just loud enough for Tionel to hear and in a saffened and abit hurt voice, "I was dealing with Jella...she was scared and it's hard to put on my half plate with her clutching my leg...I'm sorry for the lateness of my coming to all your aid." Florin glances at the stairs to the basement, having not spoken to Jella since the end of this and having not received word if she was alright really.
Florin glances to Xenia and the others and nods, "Then I agree we scout and see whats out there first."
When the knock comes he quickly perks up and snaps a hand to his longsword before calling out, "As my friend said, state your purpose?"
Syr (60/62 AC19/18) Friday July 22nd, 2005 5:26:55 PM
Looking at the room where he placed the small bodies he tries not to break down. "Poor kids, they have been through so much this year, with Mother dying, Gordo, and know these. Why can't the world just leave them alone. They have been through enough already." Moving out to common room he sits on chair and dwells on his dark thoughts.
Syr perks up at the knock on the door. Seeing no cause for concern, he stays seated and rests.
DM George Friday July 22nd, 2005 7:09:25 PM
Upon hearing the questions, the small person pulls off her hood revealing the pert and attractive features of a mature female halfling. The face is pretty but looks worn. Dark circles surround her eyes and her cheeks seem rather gaunt for a halfling. She is holding a small quarter staff in her right arm which she must have used to knock on the door.
A high pitched but clear sounding voice pipes, "My name is Rosana Thistlefoot. I am a member of the Circle of Aldur." She points at the huge bear and continues, "This is my companion and dearest friend Brundy. Please let us in. We have seen much battle and could use a safe place to rest for a while.
Xenia (HP 34/35) Saturday July 23rd, 2005 10:11:39 AM Circle of Alder!
That explains stuff. Xenia visibly relaxes. The rogue puts her bow up.
"Maybe she knows what's going on. Maybe we won't have to send out scouts afterall."
Xenia grabs another plate from the bar. On it she throws a sam witch, a bunch of grapes, and a medium sized pickle. The she pauses and turns slowly to the door. How they gonna get enough food to feed a bear?
Belkior (AC 21; HP 38/40) Saturday July 23rd, 2005 2:10:45 PM
The halfling cleric pauses, thinking about what this could mean. Circle of Alder. We'd done some things for them, and then got caught up in this attack by the Crying Forest. Maybe she knows something, or at least has some news about the City.
Belkior pipes up. "Let her in."
Wynn [AC=19; 42/46 HP] (Sub JohnP) Saturday July 23rd, 2005 2:12:43 PM
Wynn leans over and whispers to Xenia, You think that is best?
Wynn moves to stand to Xenia's side, resting a hand gently on her shoulder. Once there, he waits for Tionel and Florin to let the druid in.
DM George Supplimental post Saturday July 23rd, 2005 2:45:19 PM
OOC Shields! Great news! We are going to be having visitors. Welcome the Children of Chaos!
Children of Chaos welcome. I normally play Savin but Al will be taking over for Savin for the next few weeks while we do our crossover. Some quick notes on me and posting times. I will usually post between 9-11 eastern standard time. Please try to post before me. There are so many players right now, I won't be able to wait for anyone. If we get into combat, daily posts are gonna be huge. If you miss a post, you might cause the death of your character or someone's elses. If you are gonna have problems posting, please find a sub.
Enough of the grimness...onto the fun!
As the Shields decide to open the battered front doors to let the halfling and her bear in, pounding footsteps can be heard threading their way down the street. A large group of people, a dog, and another bear can be seen heading towards the Giggling Ghost.
The Children see a little halfling standing next to an absolutely huge bear. When the bear sees them coming, it rears up on its two hind legs and roars a challenge at them. It is easily 12' tall and heavy enough that no one wants it to fall on them.
Yorrick also comes to his hindlegs and roars back.
Xenia (HP 34/35) Saturday July 23rd, 2005 9:25:25 PM "Wazzat!"
Sam Witch fixings fly across the counter as the dark rogue abandons food preparation in favor of bow and a nocked arrow. She trains a bead on the front door hoping that whatever is making that noise isn't as big as it sounds.
Florin Jadenth-AC:19-HP:60 Sunday July 24th, 2005 1:57:47 AM
(OOC:I will do my dangdest to get in a post on time each day George.)
Florin frowns when he hears the roar outside, this interupting him from greeting the halfling lady from the Circle of Alder better and he pulls his longsword and readies it as he gets his shield ready to, thinking mainly to himself "great, another fight and we aren't even really ready for it"
Firn'gaer Sunday July 24th, 2005 7:39:39 AM
The tall wizard, 80" tall in standard wizardly garb with a well trimmed beard, Firn'gaer standing next to one of the bears places a gentle hand on Yorrick. "Easy, Yorrick, easy." He says.
To Peerimus Highlight to display spoiler: {I'm no judge of these things, but it might feel like a challenge and I'm no in the mood to handle two fighting bears let alone Yorrick.}
"Can you call your bear down. We're not looking for a fight. Just a place to get off the street for a bit." The wizard says.
Sly Foxx and Luke Sunday July 24th, 2005 8:04:02 AM
Sly are running for the portal, but there seems to be another party ahead of them, "Oh! this is crazy! Hold it every one!" Yells Sly. "Lets calm our animals! Luke are they friend or foe?"
Luke advances and sniff at the party, them answers Sly, "They all are Fiends!"
Sly will ask Savin, "Monk Savin! Please come forward and speak to this Good Party."
Tionel d20+9=12 Sunday July 24th, 2005 8:16:12 AM They are all Fiends?? Tionel looks somewhat confused. Surely he meant friends. Too much is going on, and much of it out of view of his limited eyesight range at the boarding of the door. He tries speaking to the bear, to calm it down, using his knowledge of animals.. "Calm down, there, big fella... No need to fight anyone, we're not wanting to mess with you or your little lady." (Great...got a 12 on my Druid Animal Empathy roll)
Peerimus and Yorrick d20+17=33 d20+13=24 Sunday July 24th, 2005 1:45:17 PM
Peerimus says a silent prayer to Mother and Father for the bears sacrifice. Thought their deaths were not real the pain they had to endure was. Knowing Assassin Vines could be on the ceiling and rooftops of the are, Peerimus descends to about 25' off the ground and tries to keep as much in the middle of the street as he can.
Shooting over the group, he calls out to Yorrick, Highlight to display spoiler: { It is good to see you my friend, let us on to the ghost. } Peerimus shortly wheels about and lands just in front of them and shifts to human. Moving quickly to him, the druid is almost knocked prone by the great kodiak. "EN'Gahgrrrr" "I was worried too my friend."
Closing with the Ghost, Peerimus takes the lead on seeeing the woman and the animal at her side. "We come from Gold Level, some of these people need shelter." The bear beside her rises in challenge and Yorrick answers back in kind. Peerimus puts a hand to his friend [Handle animal 33] "It is ok. They are just scared." Peerimus moves out towards the bear, suspecting that the woman beside it has a connection similar to he and Yorrick. "There is no challenge here my friend." [Handle animal 24] Callinginside the Ghost, "I say again, we have come from Gold Level and seek a rest in the Ghost."
(Side note: use [spoiler} and then end it with [/spoiler}, I fixed your post for ya. :) )
Sly Foxx and Luke(a nauthy Second Post) Sunday July 24th, 2005 4:07:09 PM
"I'm soory that the Dog said Fiend, I'm sure this Barbarian Dog meant Friends, Did You Not Luke?"
Luke answers to all "Yeap!"
Niobe Sunday July 24th, 2005 5:08:27 PM
Niobe stops next to Luke and Sly and looks over at the boarded door of the Ghost.
For the moment Niobe is bruised; probably still bleeding from a cut here and there, her long dark hair has half come undone from its braid and her clothes look a right mess - a highly unusual appearance for the normally well-kempt rogue.
"So much for that inn's rep of always being open. I guess we will just have to crawl down the chimney..." Niobe chuckles wryly (remembering that so far she has stepped through green flames to get into the ghost).
She casts a glance to the side looking down the road they just ran up; checking to see if either the purple orcs or the shamblers have decided to follow.
Savin (HP 85/95) (Sub/Al) Sunday July 24th, 2005 6:57:32 PM
Now that the immediate danger has passed, the woman that they rescued looks shaken and none too steady.
"We'll get you through this. Terrible things happen to test our will. Sometimes good things pass from our lives," Savin explains. "We need to hold to the faith that good things will come along again."
Or, at least that's what the Master had said.
"Sometimes enjoying the simple things in life can help you find that faith. Or, take your mind off of the problems you have now. I just restocked my spice collection. I'll cook you something when we get inside." The monk smiles. "What do you say?"
Then Yorrick gets a call of the wild going with another bear. With a single calm step, Savin places himself in front of the woman. Let Peerimus sort out what he does best. Just in case, though ...
Angus, Mage Armor AC 14, HP 21/25 Sunday July 24th, 2005 10:18:04 PM
"Happy we have visitors that want to enter the Giggling Ghost that are not Plants, for a change. This is your inn do you want to let them into it? Or do you want us to keep them out?"
"So far we have not met any enemy that hasn't been plant-like, so they are probably ok. But then again they must be pretty powerful to move around the city with all the plant creatures moving about. And we have not seen any of the guard at all which makes there appearance even more confusing."
"Lang how many can you see? Are there any of the purple plants or shambling mounds chasing them?"
Angus stays back from the door behind some chairs or tables.
Spell Slots:
0 level 0 of 6 1 level 4 of 8 2 level 4 of 6 3 level 2 of 4
Lang (ac 21; hp 50/55) & Sunshine (ac 19; hp 47/47) d20+6=21 d20+6=20 Sunday July 24th, 2005 10:42:09 PM
Lang stays in his position looking out the window at the bear and halfling as the group decides to let them in. Glancing down at Sunshine, he figures that the bear and an Alder Druid is not a bad thing to have around. Perhaps she can tell the Shields what is going on in the City. But then again how did the 2 of them move around the city with all the plant scum moving about. The bear isn't that big if a few shambling mounds wanted to eat it. He stays alert hoping they do not have to fight them after they get in the Giggling Ghost.
When the new group arrives, Lang wonders if letting the halfling and the bear into the Ghost might be a moot point as it seems a battle may break out among the animals. Should be interesting if it happens Lang thinks, but the halfling and bear will probably be overwhelmed. Maybe a few well-placed arrows might help even the odds out a little.
Lang hears Angus's questions and he breaks out of his musings to get a head count of the people and animals outside the ghost. He also looks for more plant life that are missing his arrows from sticking out of them. He quickly relays the info back to the Shields.
Spot 21/25 Listen 20/24
Spells: Speak with Animals Longstrider (cast; duration 3 hours; probably just about 2 ½ hours left)
Arrows used 26.
Ilsidur (AC25, 72/107 hp) Sunday July 24th, 2005 11:44:53 PM
Ilsidur shuffles up the street, cleaning his axe blade as he goes. "An Inn, is that where we are going? Will they have beer, and maybe food? That plant-hewing sure makes a dwarf thirsty!"
When the two bears face off, Ilsidur calls out, "Who belongs to this bear out here? Please ask him to move out of the way. Tired, thirsty and hungry inn guests are here!"
Syr (60/62 AC19/18) Monday July 25th, 2005 2:19:35 AM
Seeing more than the just the Circle Druid, he stands and surveys the new arrivals. "Your presence is most welcome. Pretty much as long as you speak, I'm inclined to think you are not a threat. Darn plants have been hitting us steadily for a while now. To top that off, we have many children to protect. Any assistance you can gives us is welcome."
The short elf's ears perk up at the word 'monk' and he eyes the newcomer with interest. Having learned a similar style on the streets he is curious about the differences from a properly trained style of fighting.
Belkior (AC 21; HP 38/40) Monday July 25th, 2005 7:26:22 AM
Hearing that another party of survivors has arrived at the Ghost, the halfling cleric becomes slightly more hopeful. If a party could survive the chaos of the streets, there's hope for the Crimson Shields and the orphans here.
Belkior pipes up, "Let them all in! More hands makes lighter work, as the master of novices always used to say."
Wynn [AC=19; 42/46 HP] (Sub JohnP) Monday July 25th, 2005 7:28:57 AM
The bard leans closer to Xenia and whispers into her ear, "More people. Maybe the streets aren't as bad as we feared. Or maybe they're just stronger than us."
After this confidence, Wynn moves slightly to stand between the doorway and the cellar stairs.
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