Chauffeur Monday July 26th, 1999 11:37:11 PM
A tall thin man, obviously a chauffeur, enters the Inn from the street. He is all eyebrows and nose. Spotting the contest, he walks over to watch.
K'nara d20+6=8 Tuesday July 27th, 1999 3:17:34 AM
Seizing the pitcher of Salamander's Delight and squaring her shoulders, K'nara gulps down the concoction with a determined look on her face--which would have a LOT more impressive had not her face been tinged with green. Slapping the cup down, the female fighter's countenance turns pale, then kind of green again, then she opens her mouth...and belches forth escaping gas for a full five seconds--but nothing else. "Oh...excushe me!" she murmurs, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand. "I believe...HICCUP...I do believe that I'm the lasht one shtanding...sho to shpeak..?" Her triumphant grin is bright...hmmm...maybe a little _too_ bright..?
Sweetie Pie the Waitress Tuesday July 27th, 1999 3:17:35 AM
For Milo, Sweetie brings a hot tea and honey to sooth his aching tummy. She then turns her attention to another and says, "So, Olana, right?" Sweetie Pie verifies. "Green Gnomishes are Vasha's specialty." She whispers "*He's the one with the horns*," pointing over her shoulder at a large minotaur who stepped up behind the bar a moment ago. In a penetrating voice, the strawberry blonde half elf shouts across the intervening space, "Vasha - my cousin here would like a Green Gnomish! Flaming!"
Figment Tuesday July 27th, 1999 3:17:36 AM
smiles at the ridiculousness of the situation. "Well, I would say things look to be wrapped up. We win... how come it doesn't feel like we actually won anything? Oh well, I hope this teaches you a lesson. You should have asked for 2 on 2!" He laughes uncontrolably before regaining his composure. "So what now? Maybe now we could be more kind to that poor grey elf! I'll buy him one of those salamanders...". He laughs again but watches the barbarians closely.
Olana Tuesday July 27th, 1999 1:46:57 PM
Olana nods at Sweety Pie. "Yes - that's me," she says with a grin, "and thank you." Seeing that K'Nara is the last one standing in the contest, she jumps up and down with glee, clapping her hands. "Well," she exclaims - "that seems to have sorted that!" and winks at the ruffians before bursting into a rather mischievous chuckle. Then, spotting Milo talking to Ingrge, she waves and says hello.
Ingrge Tuesday July 27th, 1999 2:04:20 PM
While conversing with Milo, He sees that K'narra is the last of the drinkers, standing, lets Milo know he would be right back, walks over and claps her on the back in the way of congratulations and says to Skinny, "well since we never discussed what we received, should we win this contest, How about you pick up the tab for the drinks, our rooms and lunch." As Ingrge makes his way back to the table, to resume his conversation with Milo, he turns to Xanth and says, " Yes that is the same dragon and yes he should not be allowed to do what he is doing, however we happen to be under a sentence of death should we return to our fair land. The one grouo which might aid us, fell far short of their promise the last time and I'm not at all sure that we can trust them any further." Arriving back at Milo's table, Ingrge sees olanna waving and motions for her and any others to join them.
Milo Tuesday July 27th, 1999 3:57:46 PM
To Ingrge as he returns to the table, "Perhaps someone should get Miss Knara a chair before she falls down. She doesn't look too stable to me." And with that Milo hops up, and moves quickly over to the drinking champion. With a gallant bow,"My lady Knara, could I help you to a chair. I'm not saying that you couldn't make it on your own, but I'm not sure that you could either."
Xanthalos Tuesday July 27th, 1999 5:19:21 PM
Xanth looks to the Chauffeur and recognizes him as one of Lady Mimosa's servants. ::If he is here for me, he will make it known and if not, who cares what his business is. .:: He then turns to Figment, "No thank you. While my cousins here may find the taste of such liquors delightful, I find them to be quite.................. disgusting. I have already had my breakfast and would much like to keep it down." Xanth then thinks to himself, ::I wonder if this human is a capable mage or another bumbling fool, Poor Grey Elf indeed! Humans were never adept with the mystical arts.:: Seeing the open invitation given by Ingrge, Xanth sits down right next to him. Turning to Ingrge, "Is that what stops you from aiding our breathren? A sentence of death? Well, there is no sentence of death hanging over my head, but if there were, I would do everything in my power to put an end to the Dragon's life and restore our cousins to their ancestral homes. This undertaking ofcourse could not be done over night. To overthrow a dragon as ancient as this green, you need powerful artifacts and the ability to conquer it. While quite a formidable oponent, I do not have the necessary magics to defeat a dragon. A small army perhaps, but not a dragon. I do not plan on sitting idly by while our breathren are being driven from their homes. The dragon must die and I plan to look for the tools to stop him. If you have stared the beast down before, you can do it again. Are you with me Nightseer? Our differences aside, we cannot sit idly by while our brothers and sisters are dying."
Disgruntle Tuesday July 27th, 1999 5:19:22 PM
upon seeing the drinking contest completed the wiley and huge bouncer drifts in that general direction just hoping someone has hard feelings and starts something. "Hadn't had to flex muscle much lately. Sure could use some work..." He THINKS TO HIMSELF... :)
Flueterflam Tuesday July 27th, 1999 10:54:13 PM
"On the longest night in all the year, Joe the Hand searches for his darling dear, Though King Claudia is gone they say, Death loosen's his bonds for just one day..." Fluet sang softly to himself, strumming lightly, testing the ballad of their adventures.
Shadrach Tuesday July 27th, 1999 10:56:37 PM
Shad sat with the others, grateful merely to sit back and groan. He opened one eye to look at the incestuous elves, "Are you guys really all cousins?"
Skinny the Barbarian (DM) Wednesday July 28th, 1999 12:03:22 AM
"Of course," roars Skinny, with a slap on Ingrge's back that nearly sends him sprawling, "Sweetie Pie, here's the gold for the drinks and the rooms -- go ahead and provide another round of something special for all of us!"
Heuse the Chauffeur Wednesday July 28th, 1999 12:16:35 AM
Sensing a good opening, the chauffeur quickly considers the group members, and approaches Fluet, "Sir, I bid you good health. My name is Heuse, servant to Madame Colsum. Madam has entreated me to locate brave souls for temporary employment. 'Only the best may be found at the Red Wyrm Inn' I informed Madam, and so we have come. Would you be so kind as to speak with Madam? "
K'nara Wednesday July 28th, 1999 2:47:01 AM
K'nara beams at Milo, bowing back gracefully and stepping forward to accept his offer (probably a wise choice, as her first step after executing the bow is a bit wobbly.) "Thank you!" she says as she lands in her seat a bit more heavily than she would have sober. However, her amiability seems to disappear when she hears Xanth's words, and she turns cold, deadly hazel eyes towards the grey elf. "Death shentensh or no, we'll not resht until that big green HICCUP bashtard getsh hish...cowardly lishard that he ish!" Another burp and a hiccup interrupt her tirade. "Didn' even have the gutsh to try to kill me hishelf...noooOOOOO...hadda go try'n trick me inta handin' over my own esheh-sheh...my own eshekka-ka...my own goddam DEATH SHENTENSH to them Ishen creepsh! HICCUP! Oh...'shcushe me..." The fighter shakes her auburn head. "...won' resht till Parnoth getsh hish...no, shir! Won' do it!"
Sweetie Pie the Waitress Wednesday July 28th, 1999 2:47:02 AM
Responding to Skinny, the cheerful waitress accepts his payment with a "Thank you, sir," and hands it to Franklin who just entered. Franklin's left eye is seen to observe K'nara's knees, a chandelier, the chauffeur's bottom, and an ill-defined point above Sweetie's head. His right eye looks steadily at the waitress, and they speak briefly with one another. "For something special - we have a choice. Fresh sturgeon eggs, harvested this very morning, served with hot-out-of-the-oven bread," the smell of which wafts through the room - pleasant to all, except perhaps the contestants. "To drink - camomile tea - a soothing beverage. Or, something just introduced today ... Beaten icy berry milk! Of course, if you'd like a substitute from our regular menu, just ask."
Figment Wednesday July 28th, 1999 2:47:03 AM
grins as he accepts some tea from Sweetie. He turns to the chauffer and says "Thank you for the oppotunity. Perhaps we could meet later on today - I think later would be better?". To Skinny he says "So where are you from?"
Olana Wednesday July 28th, 1999 5:53:09 PM
Olana takes a seat with the others, replying to Shad's question with a smile. "It's a term we use rather loosely," she says. "Although I have lots of real cousins - about thirty I think. There's Trillia, and Elana, and Phyr, and Livia, and........" After naming every single one of them she grins. "It gets quite rowdy during our various get togethers." For a moment she listens to Ingrge and Xanth, but then is distracted by the stranger who has walked in and is discussing something with Fluet. Intrigued - she listens.
Ingrge Wednesday July 28th, 1999 6:52:41 PM
Looking Heuse up and down as he addresses Fluet, Ingrge asks him three questions. Who is this Madame Colsum, What Time this afternoon and where should we meet you?
Milo Wednesday July 28th, 1999 8:00:17 PM
"Sweetie, beaten ice berry milk sounds great," Milo states as he shuffles quietly to Ingrge's side and tugs insistently on the sleeve of his shirt. "Am I in on this or what? From all I've heard, I'd like to be apart of this."
Heuse the Chauffeur Wednesday July 28th, 1999 10:56:17 PM
Looking a little confused, Heuse replies, "Sirs, perhaps I was not so clear: Madam has arrived with me and is awaiting outside in the carriage. It is a most urgent matter, so unlike Madam to personally conduct interviews..." Heuse trails off for a moment, apparently a little shaken, and then speaks directly to Ingrge, "Sir, I in error thought you had heard of Madam Colsum, as I see you have one of Madam Mimosa's representatives in your group." Heuse indicates Xanth, "In fact, the gentlemen will perhaps be aware of this evening's party that Madam Mimosa and others will be attending at the Colsum estate?" Heuse again looks toward Xanth, before continuing, "Madam is most anxious to have the matter resolved prior to this evening's festivities."
K'nara Thursday July 29th, 1999 8:49:45 AM
K'nara, registering the concern on Heuse's face, stands up, becoming a six-foot-tall, slightly swaying tower of tipsy (but determined) humanity. "Shir..." she addresses the chauffeur, "...I can ashhhhure you that my compananana...compananinsh...my friendsh HICCUP and I will be MOSHT honored to shee my Lady Colshum...if'n shhhhe'sh SHO anshhhhush to shee ush...HICCUP...won' we, fellash?" K'nara's pointed glance roves around everyone at the table, including both Xanth and Milo, whom she throws very companionable (and somewhat, ahem, grippy!) arms about each one's shoulders. "Thish li'l ol' pointy-earsh here HICCUP BURRRRP ('shushe me, Xanthy-poo!) knowsh Mimmimosha, I think...and THISH one here--" her friendly hug almost lifts Milo off the ground, "--ish definininini...definiminimin...SHERTAINLY ish a member of HICCUP the Mishfitsh...the Mishfizzzz...*The EMERALD TALONSH*!"
Shadrach Thursday July 29th, 1999 11:42:42 AM
"Just tea, I guess." Shad's mind wandered, imagining a reunion of Olana's cousins, all to see him. His eyes looked quite glazed til he noticed K'Nara FONDLING the halfling! He glared at Milo. It was obvious--he was a casanova, come to make a TALL conquest. "mutter, grumble"
Flueterflam Thursday July 29th, 1999 11:52:19 AM
The bard realized it was he being addressed and stopped playing. He stood up and said, "Thank you kindly, Heuse. As the lady said, we are the Emerald Talons. We are not AT our best, right now...but it would be an honor to speak to the Lady. We'd prefer to all go, unless it's impossible?" He waited for the chauffeur's resonse before leaning over the table and whispering to Xanthalos, "Quick! Who're lady Mimosa and lady Colsum and what's this party about?"
Ingrge Thursday July 29th, 1999 12:06:42 PM
::To Heuse:: we would, as our, umm, inebriated companion says be glad to be recieved by your lady. i understand that the matter is most urgent, however, as you see, we are not really in any state to be recieved at this time. ::shrugs:: maybe in an hour or two when we have cleaned up, broken our fast and are more ourselves, we could see your Madame Colsum.
Milo Thursday July 29th, 1999 1:26:59 PM
Milo gasps for breath as the exuberantly intoxicated Knara drops him back into his seat. He grins sheepishly, trying to look everywhere and nowhere at the same time, when suddenly his eyes settle on the one named Shadrach. Milo's stomach attempts to claw its way out of his back as it sinks, and the halfling shrugs his shoulders, attempting to disappear into the furthest recesses of his chair all at once. "Hi," Milo meekly waves at the imposing human.
Xanthalos Thursday July 29th, 1999 3:39:54 PM
Xanth extracates himself from the embrace of the drunk warrior woman and speaks to the bard in hushed tones, "Lady Mimosa of Viogo Castle is a Landed Noble here. I am in her employ. As for Madam Colsum, from what I have gathered, she is in her late fifties or early sixties. Apparently, she was a famous and beautiful dancer in her day, who married into the Colsum family 40 years ago. Her husband died within the first year of the marriage. Madam then started a dance academy for promising youth, which she ran for 25 years. After that, the only other thing of note is that the town clock for the noble district is situated on her property, which she paid and had built 15 years ago. She is considered one of the 'established' members of society around here. They are having a party tonight. Perhaps we will be invited." Xanth turns to Ingrge." Perhaps you and I should go see what she wants. Nobles can get quite irrate when a summons isn't answered promptly." Xanth stands and heads for the door. "Come along cousin. I assume you are able to speak for your group. You and I shall go alone. I don't think the rest of your party is in the proper state of mind to meet with a noble." Xanth looks to the drunk woman. "Perhaps we can ask her for a late afternoon luncheon. After everyone cleans themself up a bit. Lead the two of us to your Mistress," Xanth says to Heuse the Chauffeur.
Heuse the Chauffeur Thursday July 29th, 1999 8:46:47 PM
One eyebrow raised, Heuse pauses for a second, looking between Ingrge, Xanth, Fluet, and K'nara, "Begging your pardon, but who is the leader of the Emerald Talons?" Then, after a very brief pause, Heuse turns on his heel and states, "Madam awaits in the carriage -- there is room for four others to sit. I go to prepare the way, please join us quickly." Heuse exits the Inn.
Olana Friday July 30th, 1999 11:34:58 AM
The elf listens to the summons and looks at the others. "Well - if only four can go,then some of us will have to stay behind." She gives a soft sigh, then adds - "I can stay here.To be honest, I've been a little overwhelmed lately with all that's been going on. Gold Dragons and madams and nobles and funny clothes. I need a little simplicity - and somehow I dont think I'll find it in that carriage. But please," she asks with a grin, "tell me everything when you get back."
Ingrge Friday July 30th, 1999 4:02:31 PM
"Well since, K'nara, Shad and Milo are a bit worse for wear right now, I guess that leaves Figment, Fluet, Olanna, myself and umm Xanthalos. Olanna since you have said that you would rather wait here, Might I suggest that the other four of us go see Madame?
Xanthalos Friday July 30th, 1999 4:49:06 PM
"A well thought out plan, cousin. Lead the way.
Flueterflam Friday July 30th, 1999 7:17:28 PM
"Sounds like a nice lady," was Fluet's response. He nodded, preparing to follow Ingrge. Still curious, he said low to Xanth,"Are lady Mimosa and lady Colsum friendly?"
Shadrach Friday July 30th, 1999 7:20:44 PM
Shad relaxed his glare, satisfied the halfling harbored no large notions. Answering the chauffeur, he exclaimed, "K'nara! Ingrge! Myself! Olana! Flueterflam! And Figment! In that order!"
Meeting with the Madam Friday July 30th, 1999 8:34:42 PM
Ingrge, Figment, Fluet, & Xanthalos quickly make their way outside and to the awaiting black carriage parked by the entrance. Heuse opens the door and beckons you inside. The interior is pitch black, with dark curtains shrouding all the windows, so that only a pale gray light manages to poke its fingers inside the compartment. As your eyes adjust, you see a short, middle-aged woman of enormous girth, dressed in a long black gown. Dark eyes peer from a chubby face, and her iron-gray hair is piled high, giving her an additional foot of height. "What a formidable-looking lot you are," she says in a slow drawl.
Milo Friday July 30th, 1999 9:22:55 PM
Milo relaxes as Shadrach does, sipping his tea slowly. As soon as the four go to meet the Lady in the carriage, Milo gets a quirky look on his face, "Shadrach... how many grey elves does it take to light a candle?..... Two... one to cast fireball (BOOM) and the other to lecture you on the superiority of grey elven wizardry." Milo's smile stretches to encompass his entire face, and he nods in direction that Xanthalos went with the others.
Ingrge Saturday July 31st, 1999 1:04:52 PM
Nodding a greeting to the lady, ingrge answers. We are what we are. Your man says you have something you want to discuss with us. How may we be of service to you.
Xanthalos Saturday July 31st, 1999 5:18:23 PM
"I have no idea Flueterflam," Xanths says with regards to the friendliness of the Noble women. As Xanth exits the Inn and hears the priests words. ::A human leads the party, followed by the wood elf. That will have to change. Let's see I will make the high elf my Leautenant. Followed by the wood elf. Then the haffling. The humans can fight for the scraps.::: Xanth follows Ingrge to the waiting carriage. After all, if this were a trap from his many enemies, the wood elf would get it first. Xanth takes a seat in the carriage opposite of the Lady Colsum. "Good Morning Lady, I see Serenbeth has smiled on you and kept you looking young.
Milo Sunday August 1st, 1999 2:51:03 AM
Not waiting for a response, Milo continues, "Ok Shadrach, tell me if you've heard this one. Why do gray elves have pointed ears?... There has to be some point to them." A guffaw erupts from Milo's grinning visage.
K'nara Sunday August 1st, 1999 12:23:57 PM
The very merry fighter roars with boisterous laughter at Milo's joke, slapping him on the back, commenting in her slurred manner that it was "dammm funny!!!" Then K'nara belches abruptly and slumps down and forward, her head resting on the table. She seems to be asleep.
Sweetie Pie the Waitress Monday August 2nd, 1999 3:33:33 AM
The waitress comes over to the table. "Olana, all of you, if you'd like a chance to clean up a bit, and those who need it, rest up a bit, Franklin has your rooms and baths prepared. Just - oh, hi, Franklin."
Franklin the Innkeeper Monday August 2nd, 1999 3:50:14 AM
Franklin gives a stiff, proper bow to those at the table. His right eye glances for the briefest instant at K'nara's head resting upon the table, hair dampened by a spot of spilled beaten icy berry milk. "Um, yes. Should you desire, we have rooms and drawn baths available. Other services and accessories are for the asking. Let me know when it would be convenient for you to take advantage of them." Again, a stiff bow, and Franklin takes a step backward.
Shadrack Monday August 2nd, 1999 11:52:21 AM
Shad's glare relaxes even further at Milo's jokes. He even manages a guffaw, before spying K'Nara slumped on the table. "Hmm - maybe we need to get her to a place a little more comfortable than this," and looking down at himself he exclaims "I need a bath!" Nodding as Sweetie Pie offers the rooms, and uttering grumpily to himself he stands with the intention of helping K'Nara upstairs.
Olana Monday August 2nd, 1999 11:57:01 AM
The elf chuckles at Milo, and then shakes her head and whispers 'grey elves.......'. "Oooh, that would be wonderful!" she says to Sweetie Pie and Franklin as the rooms are offered. "Do you think I could have a hairbrush?" And then exclaims - "Oh my!" as K'Nara slumps forward. "Here - let me help you Shad. We'll take her upstairs where she can rest. Milo? Could you help us? If we each take a shoulder and you take her feet we might get her upstairs without waking her."
Figment Monday August 2nd, 1999 11:57:02 AM
smiles at the corpulant lady. In proper fashion the mage offers "Good morning m'lady, how may we be of service?"
Milo Monday August 2nd, 1999 1:34:27 PM
"I'd be happy too help," Milo replies, hopping up off his chair, and moving over to the unconcious Knara. "I could use a hot bath as well, Sweetie" and these clothes need to be laundered. Do you guys do that here?"
Madam Colsum Monday August 2nd, 1999 10:09:13 PM
Madam Colsum scrutinizes the face of Ingrge, Fluet, Figment and, finally, Xanthalos, her expression quite neutral. The silence stretches out into near-unbearability before her drawl finally shatters it. "Pray seat yourselves, gentlemen..." she invites, making her point about Xanth's gaffe with the smoothness of one well-versed in the veiled remark. Once seated, the Reubenesque noblewoman addresses Ingrge. "I have need of expe--" here she coughs, clears her throat, then continues: "--ahem...experienced people who are competent AND discreet. My man Heuse seems to think you are they...tell me, how may I be assured that my chauffeur is correct..?"
Ingrge Monday August 2nd, 1999 10:09:14 PM
"My lady how can anyone be assured of anything theses days." We just came from dinner with the Gold Dragons, where we were rewarded and thanked for our assistance in a small manner. If that speaks to our competance, then let it be so. However, you must I guess take our word for it. For We will not speak of how we aided them without their permission. As to discretion, The only people we know in this city, and to whom we might have any serious conversation with, are these same Gold Drgons. But I believe they to would not press us to divulge that which we said we could not speak of. But again, there is no real test of discretion, until after the fact. So I guess that the ball is back in your court, so to speak.
Franklin the Innkeeper Tuesday August 3rd, 1999 2:50:15 AM
Though Milo's remarks were addressed to Sweetie Pie, Franklin intercepts them as the waitress was called to another table for the moment. "Yes, _very_ hot baths were just drawn, and cool water is available to lower the temperature according to your preference. Delgatha has just arrived," he announces. At the mention of 'Delgatha,' BOTH of Franklin's eyes roll for a moment. The right one regains its stability, and he continues. "She will see to the cleaning of your garments. This way, please." He leads the way around the opening to the Maw, thence through a door, down a hallway, up two flights of stairs. He indicates two adjacent rooms on one side of the hallway, and two on the opposite site. Pointing to the right, "For the ladies," and to the left, "and for the ... gentlemen. You will see that the rooms share a bath. Our floorlady," he nods down to the end of the hall, where you see a women, perhaps in her 50's, look up from a scroll, squinting in your direction, "will ensure that your needs are addressed satisfactorily. If you encounter any difficulties, let her know. I shall be pleased to help you in any way I can, as well. Inside you will find fresh robes lying upon the beds. Soiled garments you may drape over these rods, and Delgatha will collect them. Expect them back, clean, in four hours." Franklin claps his hands softly. The stout floorlady rises, and walks down the hall. Her cheeks are ruddy, her smile like that of a doting aunt. "Lorinda, if our guests require additional attire, you may show them the wardrobes," Franklin tells her. Lorinda smiles, "Of course, dearie. Any questions I can answer, you just ask," she says.
Figment Tuesday August 3rd, 1999 2:50:16 AM
admires Ingrige's restraint in words and adds "We will be able to help you m'lady. We have the abilities necessary to do most anything."
Shadrach Tuesday August 3rd, 1999 12:17:26 PM
After getting a little dizzy trying to follow the path of Franklin's eyes, Shad stands by K'Nara's left shoulder. "Okay - are we ready? Hup!" he says, and they lift K'Nara and follow Franklin upstairs. Once everything is settled, he gives a depressed sigh and wanders into his room, absentmindedly leaving his clothes heaped over the pole to be cleaned. Diving into the bathtub, he frowns. "All these baths - I'll be getting soft," he mumbles, beginning a morose rendition of an old sea shanty.
Olana Tuesday August 3rd, 1999 12:26:35 PM
Olana helps carry K'Nara upstairs, and asks Lorinda if she would help her remove some of K'Nara's clothes for cleaning. "I do hope she feels better on awakening. That looked strong stuff, but I'm sure a good rest and clean clothes will help."Thanking Lorinda and giving her a bright, cheery smile she wanders into her own room, undresses and takes a nap, dreaming of a more simple life in the forests surrounding the Emerald Kingdom.
Flueterflam Tuesday August 3rd, 1999 5:02:36 PM
Fluet pauses, then smiles his most charming--"Madam Colsum, please listen..." Then he sings of the adventures of the Emerald Talons, accompanying himself on his instrument. It's a long song--going on for six or seven minutes--yet Ingrge and even Figment can tell that it's an abbreviated version that lets the listener infer the involvement of Parnoth, the Hands of Love, the Mindwolf Clan and Greymalkin and Joe of the Gold Dragons. When he's finished, the bard looks anxiously at the noblewoman, wondering what Madam Colsum thinks of his composition...
Milo Tuesday August 3rd, 1999 5:02:37 PM
After helping move Knara to her room, Milo bustles off to his own room where he removes his clothes, draping them over the pole to be cleaned. Cheerfully whistling as he goes about his business, he purposefully grabs an overly large robe, donning it, appearing much the king with it trailing out behind. Picking up a scrub brush from within the room, he holds it up like a scepter and begins a stately march into the bathroom, all the while making trumpet noises, in order to herald his arrival. He grins widely, but briefly at Shadrach as he enters the bathroom, and assumes a perch on the stool in the corner, tapping the scepter across the opposite wrist and announces, "Bathing is now is session." He then sits back and patiently waits his turn. Once Shadrach has completed his bath, and exits the tub, Milo literally dives out of the robe and into the hot water in one smooth motion. He begins to sing a homey halfling ditty as he carries out the cleaning of his person.
Xanthalos Wednesday August 4th, 1999 6:57:53 PM
Xanth sees the Lady Colsum a bit miffed at his remark. ::Hmmm, A very wise woman indeed. If everyone understood the things I said aloud, I'd probably be long dead by now. If Nightseer had uncovered the truth of my prayer, He would have done more than throw that drink in my face. Probably would have challenged me to a duel of some sort to protect his manhood.:: Hearing Ingrge's words, Xanth just nods. ::Perhaps the Wood Elf has some culture in his blood after all. That wasn't a bad sales pitch for his band of merry (drunken) men.:: Xanth sits quietly and listens to the bard. Although the song was okay and the bard wasn't half bad, Xanth cannot understand why humans try to sing. Their voices were so bland. It wasn't his fault he was brought into the world by human parents.Xanth then turns to the Lady Colsum to hear what she has to say.
K'nara Friday August 6th, 1999 3:16:37 PM
The redheaded warrior smiles as she sleeps, dreaming of standing triumphant over the slain body of Parnoth..."jush' wait...he'll get hishhhhhh..." she mumbles, turning over onto her stomach.
Lorinda Friday August 6th, 1999 3:16:38 PM
Lorinda helps Olana with K'Nara's clothes. "Dear, she must have had far too much to drink. Why do attractive young women like this think they need to drink so much?" She clucks her tongue. Lorinda is gently efficient. She places the clothes neatly on the pole. "Delgatha will likely be along shortly to gather the laundry. Take care of yourself, now, honey," she says to Olana. She then steps out of the room, quietly closing the door.
Madam Colsum Saturday August 7th, 1999 9:47:28 AM
Again, the petite matron's squint takes in the sight of all four potential employees, then she nods slowly. "I have already hired the Troubadors of Tekai for my party tonight, minstrel, else I would hire you for that purpose. You have a talent for letting people draw their own conclusions from your song without overtly revealing that which you don't wish to reveal..." There is a thoughtful pause, then: "I would hire your band, these...Emerald Talons, is it?..." At Ingrge's nod, Madam Colsum continues: "...I wish to have the Emerald Talons help me with an unusual problem I'm having with some pests in my basement...oh, I realize that--if only one or two things in that song are true--it may seem a bit...well, mundane, but I know that no ordinary vermin hunter can help me with these particular pests...and I *am* having a party which many of the elite shall be attending--this MUST be attended to with haste and discretion!" Madam Colsum's eyes bore into the men from the Emerald Talons, trying by sheer willpower (and, perhaps, desperation..?) to get each one to agree--or, at least, ask for more details...
Flueterflam Saturday August 7th, 1999 10:42:17 AM
The bard smiles and bows his head, murmuring thanks for the lady's praise. Fluet tilts his head and listens to Madam Colsum's request, idly strumming his instrument every once in a while as he thinks about her story. He glances at Ingrge, since the elf IS the leader...at least while K'nara is (heh heh heh) under the influence of three pitchers of Salamander's Delight.
Ingrge Saturday August 7th, 1999 1:35:35 PM
Ingrge listens closely to Madame Closum and when she has finished, he looks at the others, nods and asks, tell us madame just what sort of pests you have that would require the sevices of eight, such as our selves to remove. And by tonite no less, correct? Of course, not meaning to sound mercinary, but there is a matter of payment?
Xanthalos Sunday August 8th, 1999 3:36:58 PM
Xanthalos sits quietly waiting for the Lady Colsum to reply................
Madam Colsum Monday August 9th, 1999 9:29:06 AM
"Eight of you, no less? Well, perhaps that is what is needed. Yesterday, one of my servants disappeared while retrieving wine from the cellars. Shortly afterward, Heuse discovered her bones, obviously cleaned by the rats." Madame pauses to draw breathe, and you notice a beautiful platinum fine-mesh net on her beehive hair, sparkling with tiny jewels. Unfortunately, it makes her hair look like it's pasted together with spider webs. "If that were all, I would not be troubling you. However, loud crashes have since been heard in the cellars. I have ordered barred the door to the area." Again, Madame's chest heaves as she catches her breath. "I do not know who or what is in the basement, but I will not tolerate it rampaging through my mansion. I need you to put an end to whatever it is, and discover how it gained access to the cellars." Opening a black coffer seated next to her, Madame opens up one of the many bags contained therein, "I have 50 gold coins for each one of you, and you may keep any items discovered on these intruders. Perhaps, if everything is handled satisfactorily, I will be able to recommend you to some of my guests this evening."
Figment Monday August 9th, 1999 9:29:07 AM
frowns about the bones. "I'm terribly sorry to hear about your servant. You have been quite wise in your idea to bar the door. It's good to know that such an approach could prevent or deter the thing from breaking into the upper house. That would not be good..." The mage looks to Ingrige "So what do you say? Sounds like a good opportunity for us to show our worth to the upper populace here in the city."
Olana Monday August 9th, 1999 11:55:55 AM
After taking her nap, Olana spends time checking her gear and weapons to make sure all is in order, ready for another adventure. "What a friendly place this is," she says to herself, glancing around occasionally, waiting for the others to return.
Shadrach Monday August 9th, 1999 12:05:15 PM
Shad hops out of the tub, nodding at Milo on the way to his room. "I didn't leave a ring!" he exclaims with a grin, pointing to the remarkably clean tub. Once inside his room, he sits there for a while, checking out his new trident, and wondering what trouble his colleagues were going to get him into. After a while he decides to wander around, until he remembers that his clothes are being laundered. Instead, he paces back and forth restlessly.
Ingrge Monday August 9th, 1999 1:05:57 PM
Once again listening intently to Madam Colsum and trying to figure out if she is leaving anything out or withholding pertinent information, Ingrge scowls a bit when hears about the servant and the loud crashes. Turning to Heuse, Ingrge asks. "You have been into the cellar then, tell me what did you see? what do you think is the cause of the crashes? Has anything in the cellar been damaged that you can tell? How long was the killed servant missing before you found her bones? Who saw her last? What was she going down there for? Are there any other ways into the cellar that you know of, other than from within the house?" three final questions. how long have you been having this problem? Have you hired anyone else to check out this problem? and if so What did they find or what happened to them?
Xanthalos Monday August 9th, 1999 4:29:53 PM
Xanthalos looks to Ingrge, Lady Colsum, and then to Huese. "If you were paying attention cousin, the woman went down there to retrieve some wine. You say rats cleaned the bones. Did anyone see any rats. If so how large were they? And if they were rats, why would they be carrying anything on their person? Perhaps wererats? Has their been a flare up of wererats in these parts? If this happened yesterday, I assume they have gained access to your basement via sewer tunnels or quite possibly secret passageways under the city which are connected to your home. When was your home built madam and are there any hidden passageways from your house to others? Are their any schematics of your house or the sewers near your home? That is the questions we should be raising, but not here. I assume the schematics to the sewer would lie in some government office. Huese, draw us a diagram of the basement. Make sure you note where everything is stored and if you know of the location of any sewer tunnels or the like adjacent to the basement. Madam Colsum 400 gold pieces is a fair amount for the group, but if this extends beyond your basement, we will be in need of supplies to further explore and eradicate whatever is down there. Perhaps an additional 100 gold pieces up front for supplies and the like. If or I should say when we accomplish this task for you, 50 gold pieces each and any healing magics we would require which myself or the other priest in the party can't handle would be sufficient."
Milo Monday August 9th, 1999 11:13:11 PM
After an extremely leisurely bath, even by halfling standards, Milo saunters back into his room, still dragging the overly large bath robe across the floor. Pitching it to the ground he proceeds to dance a merry jig around the room, not suspecting that anyone is watching. Then composing himself, he dresses in his cleaned garments, and heads downstairs for his mid- morning meal.
Delgatha, cleaning lady (Inn) d20=2 d20=18 d2-1=0 Tuesday August 10th, 1999 2:15:05 AM
Toward the end of his jig, Milo hears a kick on the door. Outside is a buck-toothed young woman, tall and skinny, with a high-pitched screechy sort of voice. "Your laundy, landy, la.. clothes are here." In a nice neat stack, Milo's and Shadrach's folded clothes are handed over. As Milo goes to take the stack, a button on the woman's sleeve catches on some pants, and the pile jerks and falls to the floor. The woman yells, "WhooOOPS!" and leans over to pick things up. As she does so, she steps on her untied bootlaces, trips and falls towards Milo, headbutting him in the stomach (no significant damage, but roll vs. dex to see if you fall).
Madam Colsum Tuesday August 10th, 1999 9:39:29 AM
(FYI, Heuse is outside the carriage and not a party to this conversation) With a nod to Xanth, Madam Colsum replies, "Ellse my maid-servant was retrieving a bottle of wine for the evening meal yesterday, and when she failed to return, Heuse was dispatched." Madam pauses with a gasp, and her cannonball figure trembles slightly. "We did suspect wererats, but such topics are beyond me. It is very likely that these creatures have forced an entrance from some forgotten sewer into my cellar, but there are....uuuummmm (cough)." Madam clears her throat. "There are no plans. Heuse reported that several wine racks had been smashed, but he quickly left to avoid Ellse's fate." Another rattled breath. "The cellar is a simple affair. There are stairs leading to a storage room. From there, a door leads to a rather large wine cellar, filled with wine racks. There is nothing more." At this point, the heat is apparently getting to Madam, as her thick mascara is starting to run a little. She pulls out a lace fan. "400 gold coins it is then, and Heuse will arrange any healing needed afterwards with the local temples." Madam removes 8 bags and quickly hands them to Xanth. "Please arrive at the mansion after the noon meal. It is easy to locate -- in the Noble district, with the clock tower." Madam Colsum wheezes out the last part.
K'nara Tuesday August 10th, 1999 2:33:36 PM
"...zzzzz...Parnoth...gonna get hishhh...zzzz..." K'nara continues to dream.
Xanthalos Tuesday August 10th, 1999 2:33:37 PM
Xanth looks to Madam Colsum, "And what of the additional 100 gold for supplies? It sounds as if this will go well beyond your basement. If we are to erradicate this problem of yours and ensure that it doesnt happen again, we will be in need of additional supplies. Ropes, lanterns, oils, baits, traps, etc......"
Figment Tuesday August 10th, 1999 2:33:38 PM
"Madam, I see you are in distress, we will be there ready to go after the noon meal.". The wiley mag stands up and politely exits the coach. He whispers to Ingrige "We'd better hide that cash quickly. We seem to have acquired a lot of it as of late..." :).
Milo d20=16 d20=9 Tuesday August 10th, 1999 2:33:39 PM
A human head to the stomach and Milo is thinking, "help." Teetering on the edge of embarrasment, rather than saving himself with a hurried step back, Milo instead allows gravity to pull him down. As he falls, he tucks and somersaults backwards, coming up on his feet, a ways back from the clumsy maid. Allowing her to crash into the floor(you can't save everybody) Milo grins, and then realizes he has no clothes on. His entire body turns as red as a cherry, as he dives for the overly large robe discarded on the floor. Pulling the garment about his diminutive frame, Milo grins mischeiviously. After the lady has left the room, Milo dresses himself quickly, and heads for the door. "Hey Shad... I'm going down for a mid-morning meal, join me?"
Ingrge Tuesday August 10th, 1999 2:38:01 PM
Nodding to Fluet and scowling a bit at Xanthalos, Ingrge reaches over gathers the bags of gold, hands half of them to Fluet and keeps the other half himself. Sketching a polite nod to Madame Colsum, Ingrge opens the door and steps from the carriage, signaling for the others to do the same. Fluet can tell by his actions and demeanor that Ingrge is not at all happy about something.
Shadrach Tuesday August 10th, 1999 4:22:19 PM
Shad wanders out of his room to see what all the commotion is about. "Ah - our clothes! he exclaims,picking up his own from the pile on the floor. For a moment he is speechless at the situation, but then merely shrugs and helps the laundry lady to her feet. "Aye, I'll join you," he says to Milo. "I was going stir crazy in there."
Olana Tuesday August 10th, 1999 4:26:22 PM
Hearing movement on the corridors, Olana stashes her things and looks outside, only to see Shad and Milo heading downstairs. On her way to join them, she pops her head around K'Nara's door to see how she's doing.
Delgatha, cleaning lady (Inn) Wednesday August 11th, 1999 1:58:11 AM
"Sorry. I'm sorry. Sorry. Oh, my!" the gangly woman covers her eyes when she sees Milo. She then uses her other hand to pick up the clothes and send each piece or two sailing to various spots within the room. "Sorry. I tripped on something. Maybe a mouse. Sorry..." This thought seems to startle her. "EEEEEK! A MOUSE!" She runs off down the hallway "Lo-o-o-o-RINDA! SAVE ME!" she screeches, and thuds as she trips again.
Heuse the Chauffer Wednesday August 11th, 1999 10:53:59 AM
Opening the door for the gentlemen as they exit the carriage, Heuse addresses the four, "Madam does have basic supplies at your disposel, such as ropes, torches, and a sword or two, I believe. Is there any item in particular messieurs require that I procure?"
Madam Colsum Wednesday August 11th, 1999 10:55:00 AM
With a nod to the party, Madam declines to speak further, furiously fanning herself.
Figment Wednesday August 11th, 1999 10:55:01 AM
"We'd do well to get a rope or two and some torches as well - depends on how far down we have to go.". He then walks with the others to the room. "So, we have work! Good way to make a name for ourselves here - prove ourselves capable of little things and the other members of the city will look us up for BIG things."
Shadrach Wednesday August 11th, 1999 2:12:38 PM
He caught a wayward shirt and blinked after the hysterical cleaning woman. "Tripped over her own skirt, more like. Excitable, isn't she?" Climbing into his boots, Shad made himself human-looking and slid into his backpack (no adventurer can go anywhere without his stuff, of course). He ambled after Milo and rubbed his head. "I don't know 'bout you, I'm not doing any more hard drinkin' today. And no challenging barbarians!"
Milo Wednesday August 11th, 1999 4:36:28 PM
Answering Shadrach from the bottom of the stairs, "Nooooo No absolutely no hard drink for the rest of the month. I wonder what they're serving for lunch?" Milo muses, his hand settling on his stomach. As halflings go, Milo appears quite thin. "I think I'll go lite today. Shad, maybe there is serious employment for one of my stature. You guys could consider me your doorman, as it were. Cause that is what I do... opening doors that is. Sometimes, you can find the most interesting things behind a door that has been booby trapped, locked, bolted, and enchanted. Oh dear, I'm rambling again."
K'nara Wednesday August 11th, 1999 5:51:17 PM
...zzzzz...die Parnoth...zzzzz...
Ingrge Wednesday August 11th, 1999 5:51:18 PM
:: shaking his head and mumbling:: Ratcatchers, thats what we have become....Wait until K'narra hears about this.....I need a a glass of wine...
Olana Wednesday August 11th, 1999 5:51:19 PM
Smiling to herself and letting K'Nara sleep on while it's quiet, the elf skips down stairs to join the others, giving them one of her cheery grins, she says, "Well - I wonder what's happened to the others?"
Xanthalos Thursday August 12th, 1999 1:11:09 AM
Xanthalos steps from the carriage and joins the others. Turning to Heuse, "I'd like an 8 foot spear, 2 flasks of greek oil, a 50' length of silk rope, and 3 vials of holy water. Get with the others to see what they require."
Departure of Carriage Thursday August 12th, 1999 7:59:25 AM
Unperturbed, Heuse quickly jots down all supply orders on a pad extracted from his coat, bids the party good day, and clambers into the driver's seat of the carriage. Shortly, the vehicle is out of sight.
Figment Thursday August 12th, 1999 1:56:03 PM
"Don't worry about it Ingrige. The Gold Dragons were rat catchers once too. Besides, somehow I think we will find more than rats in the basement.
Ingrge Thursday August 12th, 1999 6:17:28 PM
To Heuse. A half dozen silver arrows of quality would be nice. To Figment, Yeah I know and thats what worries me. I was hoping to negotiate a hazard pay bonus for anything really rough. I mean just suppose It ends up being Parnoth in her cellar. it is not worth dying for 50 gold. ::sigh:: Well let's go inform the others.
Shadrach Thursday August 12th, 1999 6:17:29 PM
"Hmm, food." Shad strode down into the inn proper and seized a table, waving Milo and Olana over. "I'm sure they'll get into trouble. Let's eat, before a giant hamster attacks or something."
Xanthalos Thursday August 12th, 1999 6:30:17 PM
"A hazard pay bonus? Well you shouldn't have been so quick to grab those sacks of gold. As far as I am concerned, we were still negotiating until you grabbed those sacks. It was a done deal when you did that," Xanth says looking to Ingrige.
Milo Thursday August 12th, 1999 9:40:20 PM
After seating himself, Milo turns to Shadrach, "It depends on your definition of trouble. There are a few things I wouldn't mind doing again, now that I know that I can live through them." Hand hiding his face and speaking in a low whisper, "Besides, the coin is running a little thin for my tastes. Its time to acquire some more money." Milo blanches and chokes at the same time. "Dear me, did I say acquire, I mean earn." Turning to Olana, "How was your rest my lady? I hope you feel as refreshed as I did after that bath." With that, Milo perks up his head and looks around for Sweetie, or anyone who may be available to serve them something to eat. "Now if we can just locate the help of this fine establishment, perhaps something to chew, I feel my stomach returning to normal."
Shadrach Friday August 13th, 1999 11:15:48 AM
Shad rubbed his chin thoughtfully, making a scraping sound. "And others of us have too much for easy resting. We need to find a bank or something."
Figment Friday August 13th, 1999 11:28:34 AM
"Keep your own money my friend. Banks wil make you pay to put your money in. Maybe we could convert it to gems that are easier to carry. We could also spend it on magic in the markets... We could stand to get a few things like healing magic and protection magic. Maybe we could stop in on our way over to the mansion..."
Olana Friday August 13th, 1999 11:31:23 AM
Joining the others downstairs, the elf grins at Milo. "I had a very nice rest, thank you," she says and takes a seat. "I've left K'Nara sleeping upstairs. I don't see any point in waking her till the others return, I mean she was looking a bit green around the gills. Are you feeling better, Shad? That was quite a mess you made earlier." She begins to chuckle softly.
DM singing in the background Friday August 13th, 1999 11:40:51 AM
"Someone's in the cellar with Parnoth, someone's in the cellar I know --o-o-o-..."
Patron of the Red Wyrm Inn Friday August 13th, 1999 11:56:06 AM
At the mention of K'nara's name, an elven fighter-type sitting two tables over glances up and says, "Is that your friend -- the drunk warrior talking about killing Parnoth?" Without waiting for a reply, she states, "Wouldn't be too wise trying to take him on. We tried to do that one time with a black dragon. He got wind of our plans, and took several of our families hostage. It was three years before we had our next chance. We finally killed the old lizard, and then spent 25 years putting up with all the contingency spells. Nope, not a good idea going after a dragon." The speaker turns back to her beer, lost in thought.
Sweetie Pie Friday August 13th, 1999 12:04:32 PM
The waitress announces, "Good ladies & lords, and others," she winks. "This afternoon our special is baked pheasant. We also have a robust vegetable bison stew. And fresh bread, still warm from the oven. Of course various fruits, drinks, juices, and goat's milk. And desserts. What'll you have?"
Milo Friday August 13th, 1999 1:07:05 PM
Milo's eyes gleam,"Ooh ooh Sweetie, start with me, start with me... I'd like a bowl of that stew, a loaf of hot bread, and fresh berries in sweet cream." Milo catches himself rubbing his hands together, and then looking around at the rest of the group, "Well, a halfling has to keep his strength up... especially before setting out to do something silly for the local nobles."
Sweetie Pie Friday August 13th, 1999 4:51:30 PM
"By the way, if anyone sees Flueterflam, the singer," the waitress announces, "please tell him that a fellow by the name of Onrad is looking for him. Said something about getting here 'as quickly as a dragon flies.'"
Xanthalos Friday August 13th, 1999 5:13:06 PM
Xanth follows the group into the inn and looks for someone who knows the whearabouts of his freshly cleaned robes.
Sweetie Pie Friday August 13th, 1999 10:18:50 PM
Sweetie brings out a steaming bowl of chunky vegetable bison stew, nice and warm wheat bread, and raspberries & sweet peaches in a thick cream. "The cook said you should try the peaches with the berries. Enjoy," she counsels Milo. / She directs Xanthalos to Franklin who is just walking by the entrance to the Maw.
Red Wyrm Renovation Saturday August 14th, 1999 3:45:51 PM
As the sprawling complex known as the Red Wyrm Inn is constantly under renovation, local carpenters are constantly streaming in to the tavern during the (relatively light) morning hours. One such crew of men is on the 2nd floor balcony, overlooking the common room, where they are working a pulley system to raise planks to the higher levels. One such beam, in a freak accident, slips and swings across the room to the opening of the MAW, where Franklin and Xanth are conversing about the dry-cleaning. Narrowly missing Franklin, it slams directly into Xanth's right eye, and its momentum carries both tumbling into the gaping MAW. Franklin grabs his own face, and manages to extract a splinter from his eye. Running over to the edge of the Pit, he peers into the dark depths before shaking his head and walking away.
Ingrge Sunday August 15th, 1999 2:28:13 PM
Ingrge enters the inn in search of the rest of the party.
Delgatha, cleaning lady (Inn) Monday August 16th, 1999 2:31:03 AM
Delgatha clomps in through the doorway, and heads toward Franklin with a bundle of clothes.
Franklin the Innkeeper & Delgatha Monday August 16th, 1999 2:53:07 AM
The innkeeper speaks softly to Delgatha. She looks over at the Maw, and screeches at him, "Down THERE??" He nods his head somberly. She walks over to the edge of the entrance to the Maw and peers down. "Here are your clothes. They're clean and folded, sir," Delgatha says in a quieter voice than is her custom. Before Franklin can stop her, she lets the bundle go, and the clothes scatter as they float downwards. Franklin just turns around and covers his face for a moment. He sighs. "Thank you dear. Why don't you go home early today," he suggests. "But WHY? My shift isn't O-O-Over yet," she whines. With authority, he says, "Now." Delgata blinks, gathers up her skirts, and runs toward the door for the rooms, managing to stumble only once before exiting down the hallway. Franklin approaches the party. "Excuse me. I don't know whether you witnessed the misfortune, but a member of your group seems to have fallen. Construction work mishap. I shall investigate this fully." His left eye, quite red now, appears to focus as well as his right. "Mssr. Xanthalos, I believe." He looks professionally sad. "Words fail me. I shall report my findings, of course." He pauses a moment, then turns on his heel to carry out his investigation.
Olana Monday August 16th, 1999 10:48:15 AM
The elf jumps up out of her seat after seeing Xanth disappear down the Maw. "Oh....." she says, her blue eyes wide with shock. "I'll go and wake K'Nara." With that she scampers off upstairs in a hurry, waving at the entering Ingrge as she flies past. Upstairs she will try and wake K'Nara and tell her the others have returned and that something astounding has happened.
Time Flies (DM) Monday August 16th, 1999 10:58:15 AM
Later in the morning, after the major effects of the alcohol have worn off, the group once again is found gathered around one of the tables of the Red Wyrm Inn, making last minute preparations.
Flueterflam Monday August 16th, 1999 11:16:22 AM
Fluet is not there, still trying to hook up with Onrad somewhere.
Shadrach Monday August 16th, 1999 11:18:34 AM
"Well? What'd she say?" Shad is working on a stew with bread and juice. He's regained his color, if not good looks.
Figment Monday August 16th, 1999 11:38:09 AM
"What'd she say? We already told you what she said. It's time for us to head that way. Is everybody ready?"
K'nara Monday August 16th, 1999 3:55:14 PM
"Why in the bloody Abyss did I have to *win*???" K'nara groaned as she took her seat and ordered one of everything previously listed by the capable Sweetie Pie. "Gods! I'm so hungover that I can only nibble at some tidbits here 'n' there." So saying, the female fighter began to dissect her baked pheasant. "This is going to be the LAST time I *ever* consume three pitchers of Salamander's Delight on an empty stomach! Yeeesh! Did you know that I had the most gods-awful dream..?" Her filleted head bobs up and down as the food begins to disappear and she continues speaking between gulps of pheasant, bison stew and goat's milk. "...I dreamt that I had my arm around this totally hind-headed elf...and that I even called him 'Xanthy-poo!' Gods spare me..!"
Milo Monday August 16th, 1999 3:55:15 PM
After finishing his meal, and retrieving his backpack from his room, Milo has seated himself at the table with everybody else. Looking up at Knara, "You did put your arm around 'ol Xanthy poo. Unfortunately, it appears that 'ol Xanthy poo has met with an untimely demise. Sometimes I'm very glad of my size. Ooh... that rhymed. That behind, I'd like to be included in this little venture. I'm all ready to go. That is, once I collect my blades on the way out, I'll be all ready. What do ya say guys, am I in or am I IN."
Ingrge Monday August 16th, 1999 6:07:17 PM
Walking in and settling down at the table while Olanna goes and fetches K'nara, Ingrge grimaces a bit and shakes his head when hearing of Xanth's accident. Orders a glass of wine and a bite to eat. When K'nara arrives Ingrge lets her get settled and updates her on the job et al. Quietly he brings up the subject of their current cash and what they should do with it. It seems as though we have only a few hours before we are to be at Madam Colsum's.
Headed to the Mansion
Heading Out (DM) Tuesday August 17th, 1999 7:16:36 AM
As noon approaches, the group leaves the Inn, and begins making its way to the Noble district. Any purchases and/or deposits are made at this time, and the Emerald Talons arrive shortly before the appointed time in front of the iron gates of the Colsum mansion. The grounds are surrounded by an 8' high stone wall, and two structures sit within -- the mansion proper with a clock tower attached, and stables to one side. You can see a pair of horses grazing in the yard. No one is present at the gate, which opens easily, and the entrance to the main building is down a 100' walkway, where two steps lead to a heavy door.
Flueterflam Tuesday August 17th, 1999 10:46:59 AM
Fluet had rejoined the party by now from his errand. He hmmed in pleasure at the estate. "What a lovely place. Ms. Colsum has good taste."
Olana Tuesday August 17th, 1999 10:59:18 AM
The elf gets her gear together and follows the others to the Mansion, asking all kinds of questions "What was Madame Colsum like? Do you think this will be more dangerous than it looks?" etc etc etc.
Shadrach Tuesday August 17th, 1999 10:59:19 AM
"Well, *I* don't see any point in waiting," Shad groused and knocked on the great doors.
Figment Tuesday August 17th, 1999 11:59:41 AM
When the subject of money comes up Figment smiles grimly "Well, it looks like Xanth gave us our bonus money by default. We have 8 portions of gold but only 7 people. I guess we can slipt his share as he won't be needing it...". As the party moves through the Noble District he admires the fine architecture of the buildings. "Som many different styles. This place is sure a melting pot of cultures. As they approach the colson mansion he observes the iron work of the fence, the landscaping, and especially the tower. "What a wonderful concept the designer had. This is a beautiful example of history from this area. The design dates back at least 500 years - maybe more...". Wtih resolve the mage states flatley "No, wererats have no place here. We must remove them - or whatever else might be troubling it."
Ingrge Tuesday August 17th, 1999 4:03:51 PM
Walking long with Olanna, Ingrge tries to answer her questions as best as possible. Madam Colsum is a typical soft, overly pampered, human, member of the upper class. I got the feeling she wasnt telling us all that she knows, so yes, I expect it will be much more dangerous than it appears. As Shad goes up to the door, Ingrge turns to Figment and says, Dont get too hung up on Wererats, I would hate for you to be expecting one thing and have another pop up and suprise the heck out of you. And if it is wererats, there are more than one I expect since that servant was stripped to bones in a matter of hours. Of course it could be any number of things, and most are worse than wererats.
Milo Tuesday August 17th, 1999 4:09:45 PM
Hearing Ingrge's remarks to Figment, Milo shifts uncomfortably. He clears his throat noticably, pulling at the front of his leather armor. He speaks up, "Though wererats would be plenty bad." Milo peers about warily, unconsciously loosening his short sword in its scabbard. "Are they going to answer the door, or what?"
K'nara Tuesday August 17th, 1999 6:47:54 PM
K'nara does NOT like the news of being hired as "rat-catcher" very well, but she has to admit that accomplishing the feat for Madam Colsum would make for great publicity amongst the nobles of the city. A quick conference with the others comes up with the conclusion that moneys in excess of about 100gp per person should be deposited, and that Milo, by virtue of his willingness to put his constitution (and stomach contents) on the line for the other Emerald Talons makes the halfling a worthy candidate to join them...for the upcoming rodent hunt, at the very least. "Weeeeee're OFF to hunt some ro-dentsssss...those hor-ri-ble rodents from hellllll..." K'nara sings in a strangely familiar tune (however, even Fluet has to acknowledge that the warrior woman shouldn't quit her day job!)
The Colsum Estate Tuesday August 17th, 1999 11:00:26 PM
The door swings open, and Heuse states, "Welcome to the Colsum Estate. Madam will be down shortly. Please come this way." Leading you into the main foyer (lit by candles, since all the thick curtains over the windows have been pulled to), which contains several nice coaches and divans, Heuse indicates an open door leading to some type of walk-in closet. "I was able to round up most of the items you had requested. Unfortunately, I was only able to obtain 2 vials of holy water on short notice." Heuse steps back to allow any members to rummage through the items." Next to the closet, you notice another door, this one barred with a stout wooden beam. The stairway to the 2nd floor creaks as Madam Colsum, looking relieved, descends to meet with you, "I am so glad you have come. Those horrid things was causing such a ruckus, no more than half an hour again!"
Figment Wednesday August 18th, 1999 10:52:23 AM
"Greetings madam! We are at your service. So the noise to which you refer came from down there I hope?"
Olana Wednesday August 18th, 1999 12:06:37 PM
Olana listens carefully to Ingrge and the others on what they have to say about the upcoming task. As they enter the mansion, once again she is a little overawed, although she tries to look at it all objectively, as Figment does, and take in the beauty of it. Helping herself to a long length of rope, she says "Well - I suppose the sooner we get this done with the better," and gives Madame Colsum a cheery smile.
Flueterflam Wednesday August 18th, 1999 12:25:44 PM
He bowed to the Lady Colsum. "I'm afraid that Xanthalos had an accident at the Inn, lady. Hopefully, we can help you, even without his advice."
Shadrach Wednesday August 18th, 1999 12:27:58 PM
Shad rummaged through the stuff and grabbed some of it. "Yeah, yeah. Let's go! Heuse, you might want to lock the door behind us and station someone here to only open it if WE call."
Milo Wednesday August 18th, 1999 3:11:22 PM
Mentally preparing himself for the challenge ahead, Milo briefly closes his eyes and takes a deep breath. Then, with measured care, he flips open the satchel hanging on his right side, and produces three wicked looking darts which he grabs in a bunch in his left hand. Leaving the satchel open for easy access, he looks around at everyone else, to see if they are ready.
Ingrge Wednesday August 18th, 1999 5:00:15 PM
looking at the pile of equipment that heuse has gathered for them, Ingrge picks up his requested arrows (if they were able to be gotten) And almost chokes when Fluet makes his commment about Xanth. He then ahecks and organizes his spell components, his swod and his bow. When done he looks over to K'nara.
Into the Cellars
Descent into the Depths Wednesday August 18th, 1999 11:38:25 PM
At Shad's prompting, Heuse goes over to the barred door. Once everyone is ready, he quickly slides back the bolt and pulls the door open. A cold draft is momentarily drawn out, causing the party's torches to flicker. Stairs lead down into the darkness. With the upmost caution, the party easily makes it to the foot of the stairway (made of stone with no railings) and finds itself in a 20x30 room that is empty except for an old beatup furniture shoved in the corner under the stairs. Across the way, a single wooden door sits. From what you recall, beyond it is the wine cellar, where all the activity has occurred.
K'nara Thursday August 19th, 1999 3:06:33 AM
K'nara picks up the bag with whatever is left in it and tucks it on top of the stuff in her backpack. "All ready..?" she looks to the rest of the party. When they all confirm that they are prepared, she goes to the open door and takes a look inside. "Olana and I up front..." she calculates, "...Ingrge and, oh, say...Shadrach can keep an eye on our backs. Everyone else can arrange themselves comfortably in between." The warrior woman glances back at Madam Colsum. "See you soon!" she says, nodding, then descends the stairs into the room below.
Olana Thursday August 19th, 1999 10:46:15 AM
Olana nods at K'Nara, makes sure she has a couple of daggers handy, and her sword ready to be brought forward in an instant, and then enters with the others.
Figment Thursday August 19th, 1999 11:28:19 AM
falls in behind Ingrige as they move down the stairs. He prepares his spells.
Milo d100=94 Thursday August 19th, 1999 1:12:28 PM
As he gets to the bottom of the stairs, Milo carefully and quietly weaves his way through the group to the door to the wine cellar. After ssshhhing the group to silence, he carefully places his ear to the door to listen.
Ingrge Thursday August 19th, 1999 3:26:52 PM
waitng at the door for the rest of the party to descend, Ingrge notches an arrow and follows the others down.
Flueterflam Thursday August 19th, 1999 7:29:58 PM
Fluet held a torch and his sword nervously, looking around. He hummed without thinking.
Shadrach Thursday August 19th, 1999 7:32:16 PM
Thinking dire thoughts, the priest followed the others down, pulling out his own bow and holding it prepared with an arrow.
The Cellars 7d20(12+7+4+6+16+13+10)+4=72 d100=17 Thursday August 19th, 1999 9:16:32 PM
Fluet's tune seems to be oddly well-rhythmed -- in a minute, he realizes the clicking of a metronome in the background has helped him keep time (the sound is coming from over in the pile of furniture, but no one else has heard it). Milo, listening to the door, definitely detects the squeaking of many, many rats. The Emerald Talons successfully prepare weapons, spells, etc.
Milo Friday August 20th, 1999 12:42:15 PM
Starting in a whisper and then building in volume,"Rats... guys I can hear a whole lotta rats on the other side of this door." Backing away from the closed portal. " Would one of you care to do the honors?" Milo gestures to the door while drawing his short sword. He stands ready to meet whatever may come through.
K'nara Friday August 20th, 1999 3:17:55 PM
K'nara's lip curls. "Rats!" She snorts, unsheathing her sword. "Lucia!" the female fighter announces, causing the sword to come ablaze. "You all ready, right?" she asks the rest of the Emerald Talons. At their consensus, K'nara nods, then tugs open the door with her left hand...
Olana Friday August 20th, 1999 3:18:35 PM
Olana pulls her sword and nods. "With a bit of luck they'll all scatter when we open the door" she says optimistically.
Flueterflam Friday August 20th, 1999 10:24:40 PM
"I have a bad feeling about this," Fluet muttered.
Shadrach Friday August 20th, 1999 10:27:14 PM
"Rats...why'd it have to be rats," Shad shuddered, and took a firm grip of his trident, preparing to start making rat-ke-bob.
Ingrge Friday August 20th, 1999 11:55:47 PM
With a grim look on his face, Ingrge steps to the side of the door in order to allow the others to enter and to allow him to have as much of a view of the room as possible once the door is open.
Wine Cellar Sunday August 22nd, 1999 6:38:05 PM
The party opens the door and sees a huge room, extending to the left and right well beyond the range of your light. Row upon row of casks and wine bottles fill racks throughout. Ahead of you, you can barely make out the far wall (50 feet away), against which stands a weather-beaten cupboard -- one of its doors hangs by a single bent hinge. As you start to enter the room, you hear the sound of scurrying feet, and see their red beady eyes peering at you from the dark corners. Their shadows seem uncommonly large. Immediately, several of these rats break from the shadows and attack the party. You have initiative. There are five giant rats, and a huge carpet of normal rats (filling a 10x10 area) that are swarming the Emerald Talons. The squeaking noise is almost deafening.
Figment Monday August 23rd, 1999 11:28:05 AM
casts instantly upon seeing the rats get into attack formation. A huge sticky mass of webbing ensnares all who fall within it (attach to back wall, racks and front wall makde sure and covered the 10x10 area where the rats are but in front of the party).
Ingrge d20+5=14 d20+5=16 d6+2=8 d6+2=3 Monday August 23rd, 1999 4:31:26 PM
As soon as Ingrge gets a clear look at the large rats, from the door way, e lets fly with two silver arrows of quality (hitting ACs 7 and 5 respectively for a total of 8+3 points)
K'nara d20=11 Monday August 23rd, 1999 5:55:19 PM
(11+3+1=15 total--forgot to click on the multiroll) K'nara's fiery blade whirled into action against one of the large rats not caught in Figment's web...she was dancing a cautious jig with her sword, since she didn't yet wish to set the webbing on fire...
Milo Monday August 23rd, 1999 5:55:20 PM
Stepping quickly and quietly over to the side of the door, Milo attempts to position himself for an attack of opportunity, should any of the rats come through the portal.
Olana d20=13 d8+1=9 Tuesday August 24th, 1999 10:57:49 AM
Olana steps determindly into the room right after K'Nara, attacking one of the larger rats free of Fig's netting(if poss)with her longsword.
Rat Battle d20=16 d3=2 d100=88 d20=12 Tuesday August 24th, 1999 1:18:47 PM
The massive webbing covers a huge area, trapping the majority of the regular rats, and one of the large ones. Ingrge skewers one of the remaining giant rats, pinning it against a keg. K'nara, avoiding the webs, neatly slices another in two. Olana's handiwork flattens yet another, leaving a single giant rat -- which bites Olana for 2 points of damage. Many other rats in the room, startled by the battle, scatter into the various nooks and crannies. Milo (who is nearest the stairs), happens to glance over his shoulder, and notices a blue cloud rapidly advancing from the pile of furniture.
Milo Tuesday August 24th, 1999 1:55:49 PM
The nimble halfling dashes across the room towards Knara, and ducks behind the warrior. His arm comes out from behind her, pointing, "Does anyone know anything about that blue cloud?" Milo is ready to avoid the menacing looking vapor.
K'nara Tuesday August 24th, 1999 5:02:22 PM
The bladesinger pirouettes, turning to face the blue cloud Milo has just pointed out. Frowning, she whirls her blade, causing it to radiate the brightness of the sun. "Heads up--there's a cloud of something here--betcha it's NOT natural..!" So saying, K'nara makes sure that she is between the cloud and the halfling who warned her about it...
Ingrge d20+4=17 d20+4=9 d6+1=3 Tuesday August 24th, 1999 7:09:10 PM
Grabbing two more arrows, normal ones this time, Ingrge fires them off, this time aiming for the remaining giant rat that bit Olanna Hitting with the first arrow (ac3 or 3 pnts) but missing with the second (ac9) as he was distracted by Milo's and K'narra's comments about the blue cloud.
Flueterflam Tuesday August 24th, 1999 8:19:53 PM
Although Fluet hasn't said much for awhile, he is standing nearby Milo still. In fact the only thing that distracts him from wondering about the metronome that he heard earlier, is the sudden blue cloud. "Does anyone know if there's a way out over there?" He points in the opposite direction of the blue cloud. "If not, I'm gonna hold my breathe and see if I can find the cause of that." He points towards the cloud.
Shadrach d20+3=22 d6+5=7 Tuesday August 24th, 1999 8:19:54 PM
Shad waited for the opening and stabbed at the giant rat on Olana (AC-2,D7). "Be careful, Fluet!"
Flueterflam Tuesday August 24th, 1999 8:30:35 PM
After thinking a moment about what he might be getting into, Fluet also readies his dagger ready for whatever it is that may be the cause.
Olana d20=9 Wednesday August 25th, 1999 10:34:06 AM
Olana winces as the rat bites, noting that her comrades waste no time rounding on the beast.Attempting to finish the nasty thing off with a poke of her sword, she misses as the thing reels away injured from Ingrge's and Shad's attack. She nods at them both in thanks.
Figment Wednesday August 25th, 1999 11:32:31 AM
moves over to the corner of the first room and pulls out a flask of oil from his pouch. He prepares to throw it on the furniture - but refrains pending Fluets efforts.
Cloud Advances Wednesday August 25th, 1999 12:46:33 PM
The blue cloud has nearly filled the original cellar room, blocking off access to the stairs. Figment, with a start, sees several rats through the mist. Apparently, they came from the pile of old furniture: All (of these rats) are now lying motionless on the ground. Meanwhile, in the wine cellar, the final giant rat lies scattered in three pieces. The other rats trapped in the Web are squeaking something horrible as they try to work themselves free (without any luck).
Figment Wednesday August 25th, 1999 1:57:54 PM
"Fluet I suggest you refrain from going over there. Look at the rats! Its poison everybody! Into the wine cellar! We'll shut the door so we are able to avoid the cloud!". He grabs the door after all have gone through it and quickly closes it - then he turns his attention to the rats. "I bet they would roast nicely if we cared to burn them. We could also just leave them and move on. Either way I suggest we move away from this door. No need to stay near that cloud."
Milo Wednesday August 25th, 1999 2:59:07 PM
Quickley moving about the room, "Hey guys lets try and find a way outta here, just in case that gas can come through the door or somethin'." Milo looks for an obvious exit, if none present themselves, he begins searching more carefully, for secret doors and such.
Flueterflam Wednesday August 25th, 1999 4:26:25 PM
Fluet follows into the wine cellar. "There better be a way out of here." With that he helps Milo in his search. Looking, and feeling over every part of the room, just in case he missed something. He also makes sure to keep as much distance away from the rats as possible. "Keep holding off those rats, we're searching for a way out."
Shadrach Wednesday August 25th, 1999 5:38:32 PM
Shad backed up as much as possible from the door. "Remember the Red Wyrm Inn? There're tunnels under some of these big houses. Maybe we can break through a weak part of the wall somewhere, get into a sewer or part of the Maw or something."
Ingrge Wednesday August 25th, 1999 5:56:31 PM
Watching from the doorway as the cloud advances, Ingrge says. Umm Olanna, K'nara, you might think about making a hasty retreat about now. He will remain at the door until all the party has exited and then close it. Figment, I think Madame Colsum might take exception to our burning her house down, particularly as she is throwing a party this evening.
Cloud Advances 3d20(6+4+6)=16 Thursday August 26th, 1999 7:41:27 PM
Because of the party's quick actions, the gas appears to be contained in the entry cellar. While various members are searching the huge wine cellar for egress, many smaller rats scurry out of harm's way. Milo, Fluet, and Shad all notice a large number of these rats have fled to weather-beaten cupboard. After a minute of searching, you discover that the cupboard slides back, revealing a dark staircase leading into darkness, with the sound of rushing water beyond.
Milo Thursday August 26th, 1999 8:33:17 PM
Hearing the rushing water, "Oh dear, I don't like the sound of that... hm... well anyhow, I'll just have a look before we all go clambering down the stairs making, heaven knows what, ruckus." Milo proceeds to light a candle, whose flame he guards with his hand, and if nobody objects, he proceeds with all due caution and stealth, down the stairway.
Shadrach Thursday August 26th, 1999 8:53:01 PM
Shad glanced around nervously, eyeing the door. "Best make it quick, Milo." He looks around to see if the web still contains the other giant rats.
Olana Thursday August 26th, 1999 10:16:59 PM
Olana backs away, nodding at Ingrge and covering the others as they head into the wine celler. Once inside she keeps her eyes open for more nasties, as the others search. Then she see's Milo dissapear down some stairs and hears the sound of water. "The sewers, perhaps?" she asks. The elf move cautiously to the stairwell.
K'nara Friday August 27th, 1999 8:36:20 AM
K'nara thought a moment, then spoke. "If everyone goes into that passage, we could open the door, let that blue cloud in here, let that poison kill these webbed-up rats, and leave us to go find out the source of these little buggers. Sound good?" She moved closer to the opening. "I'll slide the cupboard back into place to keep the gas from following us too quickly once we're all in the passage beyond."
Figment Friday August 27th, 1999 10:00:36 AM
"You know, that's rather clever, K'Nara. I was wondering the best way to exterminate those things without having to turn them loose and fight them. If that gas cloud is big enough to follow us down then I doubt the door will hold it off for long anyway. I'm game. I would suggest I be the last one down the stairs except K'Nara, of course, so I can modify my spell if needed." Figment moves to the stairwell and waits for the others to go down - or offer other ideas.
Ingrge Friday August 27th, 1999 10:14:56 AM
nodding to K'nara and Figment as they discuss the plan of action, Ingrge moves up to take a point position after Milo when he comes back with the scouting report.
Olana Friday August 27th, 1999 11:53:16 AM
Olana stays near the stairwell, listening for signs of Milo.
Beyond the Secret Passage
The Secret Passage d20=14 Friday August 27th, 1999 6:21:58 PM
Milo successfully navigates the passage beyond the cabinet, descending via stairs to a landing situated next to an obvious sewer (the stench is rather powerful). A quick look around reveals no obvious exits -- it appears to be a deadend, with only openings to the left and right for the foul waters to flow through. Milo thinks he hears creaking sounds coming from upstream (to the left).
The Wine Cellar d20=11 Friday August 27th, 1999 6:23:51 PM
The Talons quickly make plans for exposing the rats to the blue gas. Whisps of the stuff can be seen to slip from under the door (there is an inch of clearance). No one has heard back from Milo yet.
Flueterflam Saturday August 28th, 1999 12:48:22 AM
Fluet walks up behind Olana as quietly as he can. Then he does the best imitation of a rat that he can. After all, no better time to make a joke then when everyone is nervous or tense. Assuming that she'll probably scream, he gets ready to place his hand over her mouth and quietly tell her that it was just him making a joke. He hopes that in won't put the two of them on ill-terms, but after worrying for a minute or two, he forgets about it anyway. Although if anyone catches a glimpse of his face, they'll notice a huge snicker.
Shadrach Saturday August 28th, 1999 11:55:26 AM
"Miiiilllllloooo?" Shad called nervously.
K'nara Sunday August 29th, 1999 11:15:03 AM
While she waits to hear back from Milo, K'nara's eyes peer around the room, searching for something like a length of cloth or the like to plug up any potential leak from this room out to the passage the group will sound all be in...
K'nara Sunday August 29th, 1999 11:18:55 AM
(OOC: sorry, that should read "soon" not "sound")
Ingrge Sunday August 29th, 1999 5:37:05 PM
Seeing K'nara looking at the gap and the blue mist, Ingrge says. K'nara in the top of my back pack is my extra cloak, go ahead and get it out. I would hate to have to put down the bow jsut when we might need it again.
Milo Monday August 30th, 1999 3:08:05 AM
Emerging silently from the secret passage, holding his nose, with a disgusted look on his face, "Its definitely a sewer. There didn't appear to be any other way around the water other than getting in. I'm not quite sure how deep it is, but I'd personally feel more comfortable if someone will give me a piggy back ride, or let me sit on their shoulders or something. Assuming you still want to go down that is..." Looking as perplexed as he is disgusted, "I did hear a strange creaking sound coming from upstream... I'm not sure what it was, but it may merit investigation anyhow."
Figment Monday August 30th, 1999 11:01:39 AM
"We committed to do this and we took money. We HAVE to do it. Either way we need to exterminate these rats. K'Nara, I think we're ready. And I wouldn't worry about the gas. This celler is huge. There's no way it's going to fill up.". He waits for the others to go down the stairs and then positions himself at the top - making sure to leave a space for K'Nara.
Blue Death Monday August 30th, 1999 12:17:15 PM
Once everyone is in the secret passage, one of the members sprints across the room, opens the door to the blue cloud, and quickly makes his/her way back to the others. As you watch the roiling cloud, it instantly slays all the trapped rats, and continues to spread throughout the wine cellar, although its outer edges extend only a few inches from the floor. Assuming that it is only deadly if breathed, the cloud shouldn't pose a problem to the party. On the otherhand, if touch alone is enough to kill..
Olana Monday August 30th, 1999 1:58:34 PM
Olana whirls around as Fluet makes the noise,blinking for half a second, and then - on discovering it was a trick - lets out a hushed, totally involuntary exclamation in elven, which if translated would mean something along the lines of "You hole in a squirrel's backside" (or words to that effect). Then - recovering her composure, a little shocked that she would utter such a thing, she grins. "Knock it off, Fluet," she says. Listening to Milo's report, she nods and says "Well - I don't think I'm big enough to carry you, but maybe I could go first." She then descends a couple of steps and waits for the others to finish blocking the door.
K'nara Monday August 30th, 1999 3:10:41 PM
K'nara sheathes her flaming sword (after extinguishing the fire, of course) and scrounges the cloak from Ingrge's pack, then puts her plan into action, opening the door between the outer cellar and the inner one before running for the secret passage. Once there, she hauls the cabinet back into place, quickly jamming the cloak into whatever gap may exist between the cabinet and the edges of the sewer side of the bottom of the portal. "Okay, then...let's go check out that creaking sound Milo heard--if we're lucky, it may be some kind of raft or something." The tall human bladesinger stands up, once more pulling her sword free and uttering the command word "Lucia" to ignite its flame. "I hope so--I don't relish the thought of--" here K'nara shudders, "--slogging through the sewer on foot."
Figment Monday August 30th, 1999 3:10:42 PM
"I'm not sure how much of this we need to deal with. It may be as simple as bricking up the entrance here with a reinforced wall - which I could engineer for the good lady. But I DO think we owe it to her to go down a bit". The well dressed mage grimaces at the idea of putting his finely tailored clothes through such an ordeal for a long time...
Flueterflam Monday August 30th, 1999 6:30:33 PM
At the thought of slugging through the sewers, Fluet makes an absolutely horrible face. "EEEWWwwwww...." he shudders. "Well, gotta do whatcha gotta do." He follows close to the others.
Ingrge Monday August 30th, 1999 9:15:34 PM
Looking over at Milo as he returns and tells of his forray, Ingrge wrinkles his nose and says. You know Milo, that smells an awful lot like Parnoth's dungeons and we got out of those and made a little cash as well so.... lead on.
Milo Tuesday August 31st, 1999 12:07:30 AM
To Ingrge as he is headed back down the passage with the rest of the group, "I don't mind the change, if we could just avoid the smell... I hope it isn't too deep."
Sewar Platform Tuesday August 31st, 1999 12:48:16 PM
Within a minute, the crew finds itself on a long stone walkway, bordering the open sewar canal. It appears that the passage is a dead-end, and water (along with less-savory items) fills the viaduct. You can all clearly hear the creak-squeaking noise that Milo reported earlier. You would guess that the sound is the scrap of wood on wood. The noise is fairly constant, and the smell is enough to nearly make you lose your lunch.
Figment Tuesday August 31st, 1999 2:49:54 PM
searches the wall as they decend to the water level looking for places where the rats could have escaped into without going swimming. "Where did all the rats go? I doubt they went swimming. Help me search the wall for hidden openings. Maybe we won't have to go swimming after all..."
Olana Tuesday August 31st, 1999 3:20:57 PM
Olana walks along the stone pathway slowly, trying to determine exactly where the sound is coming from.
K'nara Tuesday August 31st, 1999 5:37:28 PM
K'nara holds her sword high, letting the flames light the way for most of the party. "All right, then...I've heard that elves are supposed to be particularly good at looking for secret doors, so if Olana and Ingrge would be so kind as to do that, I know *I'd* appreciate it...meanwhile, Chuckles--" the warrior woman's head jerks towards Fluet, "--and I can check out that creaking sound...who knows, Fluet...maybe you can do your impression of a rat for ME--that is, IF you believe your reflexes are better than mine." K'nara waggles her eyebrows and waves her flaming sword in demonstration. (Who says fighters don't have a sense of humor?)
Shadrach Tuesday August 31st, 1999 5:37:29 PM
Shad stuck his trident into the water, testing the strength of the current and depth. "It's possible we could swim out of here..."
Ingrge d6=2 Tuesday August 31st, 1999 7:04:36 PM
As ingrge scuttles along the sewer passage he will let Milo and K'narra keep a look out for things and he will switch his attention to actively looking for hidden or secret openings.( succeeding if there are any)
Flueterflam Tuesday August 31st, 1999 8:54:09 PM
Smiling, "I'll help the best I can. But don't get me wrong, I have no doubt that you have better reflexes than me. Plus," he looks at his dagger, "I don't have sword, much less one that flames." Feeling small, he sheathes his dagger, and unslings his bow, nocks an arrow. Feeling as ready as ever, "I'm following you though."
Milo Tuesday August 31st, 1999 11:25:35 PM
Sheathing his short sword, Milo steps up closer to the ledge, peering upstream and then down. His gaze floats across the water and then travels up the wall towards the ceiling, checking it for any possible danger. Once he is satisfied that all is well at the moment, he keeps his eyes peeled for any possible danger to Ingrge as he traverses the narrow stone path.
Figment Wednesday September 1st, 1999 10:11:12 AM
continues to search for holes near the floor also checking for light, air, temperature differences. "There may not be a door per se. Maybe just a hole where rats could run through. That might imply an empty space on the other side. Some of our bigger compatriots might be able to break through if there is no door."
Shadrach Wednesday September 1st, 1999 2:57:48 PM
"Rats CAN swim, you know," Shad mentioned offhandedly. "That's how they desert sinking ships."
Sewage on My Mind (DM) Wednesday September 1st, 1999 6:32:42 PM
By the light of K'nara's sword, Shadrach does, in fact, notice several rats swimming in the swollen stream. Two promptly disappear as the massive jaws of an alligator close on the little squeakers, then the alligator in turn disappears under the strong current. The trident test reveals that the bottom is roughly 4 feet below the level of the walkway. K'nara, confirming Milo's earlier discovery, notes that the creaking noises originate from somewhere upstream (to the left), but what may be causing them lies beyond the sword's firelight. A minute is spent by various party members looking for secret openings or fresh breezes, and you are fairly certain that none exist.
Figment Thursday September 2nd, 1999 11:14:23 AM
"Well it looks like we travel into the rat and alligator infested waters. Keep to the side of the stream and someone - like Shad with his trident stay at the back and continually thrust it into the water continuously. Alligators are interested in food that doesn't bite back. He'll probably leave us alone preferring the rats I would think." He waits for the others to assemble and follows them into the muck.
Olana Thursday September 2nd, 1999 12:01:43 PM
"Alligators....." Olana whispers with a shudder. Biting her lip she begins to move slowly off to the left, sword drawn.
Milo Thursday September 2nd, 1999 12:28:56 PM
"I am NOT getting in that water... that is, unless I absolutely have to. That THING could have swallowed me whole...." Milo moves up the narrow side path, searching in earnest for another way out of this chamber. "There has to be another way..." swallowing hard, "At least, I hope so."
Flueterflam Thursday September 2nd, 1999 6:24:18 PM
"You have a point about the alligators. But the problem for us is that we don't know if the rats have been feeding the alligator to its satisfaction. So basically, lets not chance it if possible." As Fluet stands/walks, he keeps his nocked arrow pointed towards the water. If anything comes out moving in their general direction, he shoots at it.
Shadrach Thursday September 2nd, 1999 9:22:39 PM
Shad looked faintly amused at Figment's opinion of gators. He looked thoughtfully up and downstream. "The question, friends and neighbors, is do we wait here--and maybe get gassed or just go back up the stairs and tell Lady Colsum to get some workmen down here straightaway. Or do we brave giant rats and peckish alligators to get out, and if so, which way? Upstream, we got creaking. My guess is it's a watergate, a doohickey to prevent stuff from gettin' in. Downstream, is probably more sewers, and wherever the water comes out to."
Ingrge Thursday September 2nd, 1999 10:05:24 PM
having searched for other ways out Ingrge shakes his head and tells the group that he finds nothing and then rereadies his bow. I think we ought to check out the squeeking first and then go down if necessary.
Figment Friday September 3rd, 1999 12:21:33 PM
"I agree with Ingrige. But there is another possibility as well: We just walked out on a device or a being that produces a poisonous cloud. We didn't check out the pile of furniture yet. I suspect it was a trap. Well who set it? We also didn't search that huge wine cellar either - which yet may reveal other doors or passageways - or beings in hiding which are much worse than giant rats. But I would recommend we tie up this loose end first while we wait for the gas to dissipate."
Discussions (DM) Friday September 3rd, 1999 2:07:05 PM
The Talons debate the merits, with several good points being made. Ever so often, just beyond the light of the sword, you do spot eyes briefly look at you from the murky waters, before submerging. The steady creaking sound continues. You are certain that no other exits exist this way, unless you choose to wade the waist-deep (for humans) effluent.
K'nara Friday September 3rd, 1999 5:04:27 PM
K'nara shakes her filleted head. "Neither wading through a sewer nor braving the poison-filled room are good options...but let's see about that creaking noise first. I can go into the...ah...current first...you guys can wait and see about that alligator." The female fighter grits her teeth as she steels herself to step into the (ha! ha!) water. "I heartily suggest you have missile weapons ready...in case that gator decides that I'd make the perfect main course to those rodent h'or doeuvres!"
Figment Friday September 3rd, 1999 5:04:28 PM
prepares to cast. "I would suggest another fighter type go in with you. Two large targets is less inviting than one."
Olana Friday September 3rd, 1999 5:26:59 PM
At K'Nara's suggestion, Olana puts her sword away and readies her bow. "What an awful smelly place" she says, somewhat stating the obvious.
Shadrach Friday September 3rd, 1999 5:35:50 PM
"If I might volunteer? A trident is a better weapon in water than a sword, if I may say so."
Milo Friday September 3rd, 1999 6:10:00 PM
Grabbing a handful of darts from his pouch, "Pay attention to the motion of the water around your legs. You won't SEE the attack until its too late."
Ingrge Saturday September 4th, 1999 1:21:18 PM
Ingrge, already having his bow at the ready merely nods at K'narra's comments and then starts keeping a vigilant eye on the water and will fire immeiadtly upon seeing movement from anything larger than our rodent friends.
Flueterflam Sunday September 5th, 1999 10:49:09 AM
Knowing an attack could come from the front or back, Fluet shifts his gaze (and bow) back and forth across the water. If he sees any kind of difference in the water: movement or color, he shoots at it.
Mucking About (DM) d20=2 d20=8 Monday September 6th, 1999 8:07:43 PM
K'nara and Shad ease their way into the 'stew' of the canal, trying hard to think about what this will do to their clothing. Wading toward the noise, the two slog 60 feet upstream, and see a water wheel mounted to the side of the tunnel, with a metal shaft leading from the gear box, extending upward to a hole in the ceiling. You both realize that the device sits directly under the clock tower.
Flueterflam Monday September 6th, 1999 9:57:26 PM
"I don't like them being so far away." He looks to the others still around him for any thoughts. "Maybe we should follow them?"
Shadrach Monday September 6th, 1999 10:20:09 PM
Shad mused, "Well, now I know where to go to vandalize things." He looked up ahead trying to see a way out of the canal.
Olana Tuesday September 7th, 1999 11:12:16 AM
Olana bites her lip and frowns, eyes and ears straining ahead in an effort to see/hear what's going on. "I don't know Fluet - perhaps we should if they don't arrive back in a few moments."
Figment Tuesday September 7th, 1999 11:51:04 AM
calls up to the intrepid 2 "So what have you found? Don't tarry too long. It's not safe!". He prepares to join them if there is the slightest hint of attack.
K'nara Tuesday September 7th, 1999 3:55:17 PM
"There's a wheel...a great big wheel--I think it powers the clock in Madam Colsum's famous clock tower..." K'nara yells to the others above the sound of the noisome current. "...I don't know...there's a hole up here that we just might be able to go through...to get out of here...if there isn't any other way, that is..." The human bladesinger squinted upwards, trying to gage if there WAS room for a person to go in and out of that opening the shaft was disappearing into...
Milo Tuesday September 7th, 1999 4:49:26 PM
Yelling down the passage at Knara, "Well, if one of you want to come get me, cause the water is WAY to deep for me to wade, and swimming is nearly unthinkable, I'll take a look at the hole. Maybe I can get up there and toss down a rope or something."
Shadrach Tuesday September 7th, 1999 6:31:46 PM
If there was room, the big priest would trudge back and carry Milo on his shoulders.
A shaft in the hole, and the hole in the wall, and wheel...(DM) Tuesday September 7th, 1999 8:58:13 PM
Unfortunately, the gear shaft fills the majority of the hole, leaving an inch of clearance all around. The hole itself is so small, you doubt Milo could fit, regardless. Shad, looking down the tunnel, notices no obvious egress -- it is dark into the distance. K'nara feels something brush against her leg. The wheel continues its turning.
Figment Tuesday September 7th, 1999 8:58:14 PM
prepares to move into action - but waits. "If there is no obvious tunnels I would suggest our path lies behind us. Either way pull yourselves out of the water as quickly as you can. No need to tempt that big gator!"
Ingrge Tuesday September 7th, 1999 10:33:11 PM
Ingrge continues to watch
Olana Wednesday September 8th, 1999 1:42:16 PM
The elf, bow and arrow at the ready, glances back up the way they came, hoping that misty cloud hadn't managed to get through and come floating down, and then turns her attention to what's going on further up the passage. "Is it a dead end there, too?" she yells, "or does the stream go beyond the wheel?"
K'nara Wednesday September 8th, 1999 5:44:49 PM
The female fighter turned her head to warn Shad about not leaving quite yet, but then something brushed by one of her legs and she flinched, gripping her sword tighter and looking around quite sharply. Nothing. But, by then, Shad was more than halfway back to the others, so she shouted: "Shadrach is coming to get you, Milo--we'll have you search this contraption...maybe you can spot something we missed--and answer Olana's question after you check it out."
Milo Wednesday September 8th, 1999 5:44:50 PM
Milo's brows furrow in concentration as he watches the water, "Okay Knara... I'm game!" then whispering under his breath, "and lunch if this croc decides to make a move while I'm on Shadrach's back."
Piggy back, anyone? (DM) d20=5 d20=8 d20=1 Wednesday September 8th, 1999 6:19:03 PM
Shad quickly reaches Milo, and gives him a 'lift' back to the waiting wheel. As per Olana's request, the the three in the water have looked both ways in the tunnel, and spot narry an entrance. They (K'nara and company) once again inspect the water wheel, and see nothing special about it. It has been extremely well constructed, and is holding up well, despite it's many years of service. Back on dry land, the rest of the crew, checking for gas, detects none (of the blue variety, that is).
Figment Wednesday September 8th, 1999 6:19:04 PM
"You guys are pressing your luck in there! Wrap it up one way or another get out of the water!"
Shadrach Wednesday September 8th, 1999 10:15:42 PM
"Come on, Milo. We're not getting through there." To K'Nara, "We're going to have to move further up, to look for an opening. Or back down the other way. We should talk to the others, too." Shad carried Milo back, watching the water closely and moving along the sides. At the landing, Shad informed the others of the choices.
Flueterflam Wednesday September 8th, 1999 11:11:30 PM
"You know, we could always check to see if the gas, the blue kind that is, hasn't already dissipated. I mean, do we really need to find the hardest way out, if the easiest way out isn't blocked anymore?" He starts to walk towards the door they all came through. He holds his breathe and carefully, and quickly, opens the door, then closes it again. If nothing comes out, he'll open the door again and take a quick peek inside.
Figment Thursday September 9th, 1999 11:20:44 AM
"I agree with Fluet. There is nothing down here that would suggest anything is out of order. All I see is a landing that leads to the sewer for mantenance purposes and a vermin exterminator - who would probably not be here if somebody or something were using this entrance regualrly. One or the other of them would be gone. There may be more down here but I would be willing to bet that the room behind us is where our path lies. We were tasked to find out why and how the girl was killed and then to destroy it. There would be no bones if it were caused by the gator. Most likely she was overcome by the gas and then eaten by the large rats - which would imply that the cloud dissipates after a time. We need to find out how that gas cloud was created and disable it. We also need to search the remainder of the wine cellar. THEN if we find nothing perhaps we should consider searching the sewer. There is no sense in continuing to tempt that gator for most likely no gain. Please get out of the water guys.". The worries mage keeps an eye on Fluet as he opens the door.
K'nara Thursday September 9th, 1999 3:48:35 PM
K'nara wades back, following Shad & Milo. "Fluet's probably right--at least we can look to see if that blue gas is gone. If it is, we should check out the corner...or direction...or wherever it was...that it came from."
Shadrach Thursday September 9th, 1999 3:48:36 PM
Shad held his nose, watching the door. "What I keep wondering is why that gas thing is there anyway? It could be a stupid mistake, something left on, and unnoticed cause mostly the servants just get a bottle and leave before the gas spreads. Or it could be put there deliberately. Why would someone put a gas thing there? To hide something? To kill someone? Us? I guess we'll find out when we search that room..."
Olana Thursday September 9th, 1999 3:48:37 PM
The elf slings her bow over her shoulder for a moment, and helps Shad and K'Nara out of the water. "I seemed to remember the gas staying fairly low on the ground," she says. "So hopefully - if it does it's damage through inhaling, we might be okay. Although Milo will have to be more careful than the rest of us. With a bit of luck it will be gone." She moves cautiously back to the door, along with the others.
Milo Thursday September 9th, 1999 7:19:18 PM
After hopping off Shadrach's back, and replacing his darts, Milo draws his short sword and proceeds to cut a two inch strip off the bottom of his cloak. That done, he sheaths the sword and soaks the strip in water from one of his skins, tying it securely around his face, covering his nose and mouth. Finally he assumes a position towards the rear of the group, furthest away from the door.
Ingrge Thursday September 9th, 1999 8:48:46 PM
keeping an eye on the waders and the water ingrge merely grunts in assent to the plan to leave the sewer and to check out the cellar more closely
Back to the Wine Cellar (DM) Thursday September 9th, 1999 10:37:15 PM
Fluet opens the cabinet, and discovers a room full of dead rats scattered here and there. Some patches of the blue cloud still linger in a couple of areas, but the way to the initial cellar room is clear.
Milo Friday September 10th, 1999 11:50:49 AM
Seeing that the room is somewhat clear, Milo cautiously proceeds in, checking for traps the entire way. Lifting up the cloth from around his face briefly, "Careful as you come is guys, I'm gonna try and find out where that blue gas came from... Following the theory that the path of most resistance is generally the way you want to go." With that, he replaces the moist cloth and begins a careful search.
Olana Friday September 10th, 1999 12:26:59 PM
The elf steps back into the cellar carefully, looking around for something they might have missed....hidden doors, anything....
Shadrach Friday September 10th, 1999 5:05:06 PM
Shad checked to make sure a rat was actually dead from the gas, not asleep. "Milo, the trap might've been set off by the door or steps we came down too."
Ingrge Friday September 10th, 1999 11:36:30 PM
Waiting until everyone is back into the room from the sewer, ingrge will then use iron spikes and rop to try and secure the door so that no one can come up on them from the sewers.
K'nara Sunday September 12th, 1999 1:44:56 PM
K'nara utters the magic phrase for her sword to put out its flame, sheathes it and then takes up the spare cloak that had imperfectly sealed the passage from the cellar. As Ingrge pulls the cabinet into place and then secures it, she idly folds up the garment and looks around the room, also searching for...well...anything...
Flueterflam Sunday September 12th, 1999 10:02:01 PM
"Well, at least we're not in the bad smelling sewer anymore." Fluet then carefully focuses all his attention on the ground, looking for some kind of switch or panel that could have triggered the gas. Although he's careful not to walk over most of the ground (just in case).
The Cellars (DM) Sunday September 12th, 1999 10:44:11 PM
Shad notices that the rats are very much dead. Fluet (scouring the floor, and trying hard not to step on any hidden triggers) makes his way back to the stair case, underneath which is the pile of furniture, and the origin of the blue cloud. A minute of moving the chairs and tables around reveals a cabinet, which seems to bear the most staining from the cloud. A definite ticking sound eminates from within. The rest of the group, looking around for other secret passages, doesn't spot any this round, although there are a couple of mighty fine wines in one of the racks...
Figment d20=13 Monday September 13th, 1999 10:42:02 AM
examines the rats. He tries to remember as he watched the rats die now twice. Did they die when the gas touched them or when they actually breathed it (made intelligence check) - or was it too close to call? He walks the length of the cellar looking for stones in the walls that might be sticking in or out too far, or cracks not caused by age. And he admires the fine wine as would any chef... of course. As Fluet move furniture he moves over to the door to make sure he is OK.
Milo Monday September 13th, 1999 2:55:18 PM
Thinking to himself, "MMM...mmmm I just can't help myself... or rather, I can!!" Milo stands quietly out of the way as the remainder of the group moves about the room. As soon as he believes that everyone's attention is diverted towards the furniture moving and such, he slips one of the finer vintages into his backpack, securing it so it won't rattle.
Shadrach Monday September 13th, 1999 8:52:56 PM
"Call me crazy, Fluet, but I think opening things is Milo's specialty."
Flueterflam Monday September 13th, 1999 9:16:28 PM
"ummm...hey guys, over here." He backs away a bit when he hears the ticking. Then, he gets courage enough to explore where the ticking is coming from. "Whatever it is I hear, we better hurry up and find it, I'm afraid if we don't, then the blue cloud will wreak its havok again."
Tick Tock (DM) d20=5 d100=64 d20=13 Tuesday September 14th, 1999 12:17:44 AM
One of the doors to the cabinet is slightly ajar, and Fluet, peering in, glimpses an intricate clock. Pulling the door open a little, he notices that a track is leading from the base of the clock, over to a broken crystal sphere. Some type of tiny metal man, holding a hammer, has apparently slid from the base of the clock, over to the ball, and broken it. Traces of blue are all over the crystal. The time on the clock shows 15 minutes after 12.
Bottle Thief (DM) d100=38 Tuesday September 14th, 1999 12:19:51 AM
Milo nabs the bottle with none the wiser. Glancing at the bottle, he knows this one could easily fetch 75 gp, but of course, that assumes it manages to get to market before being consumed...
Olana Tuesday September 14th, 1999 12:45:06 AM
On her search, Olana happens to pass by the cupboard. "Ooh.. are there more of those blue spheres in there? If there is and we took them away - then we wouldn't run the risk of another gas attack," she says, once again, a master of the obvious statement. "I wonder who set all that up, do you suppose?"
K'nara Tuesday September 14th, 1999 2:13:27 AM
K'nara kneeled down and frowned at the mechanical device. "Someone good with clocks, I should think." she answered Olana's question. "Hmmm...fifteen minutes after twelve...call me crazy, but wasn't our esteemed Madam Colsum rather insistent about the fact that we HAD to be here a 12 o'clock sharp..?" A nasty ol' suspicion rears its tiny little ugly head in the back of K'nara's mind. "Spread out...and search EVERYwhere--*both* rooms! We're looking for anything unusual, of course..." The human bladesinger's face is grim.
Figment Tuesday September 14th, 1999 10:21:46 AM
"Actually, K'Nara, her exact words were '...after the noon meal...'. I doubt she is in on this. But I also doubt it has anything to do with wererats from the sewer. I don't think they would be capable of constructing such a device. I am concerned that someone in her household would be a party in this, though. Perhaps Heuse - or someone else. I wonder why such sabotage - if that is what it is - would be beneficial? Perhaps revenge, or money? Of course, we can't rule out that someone outside is working against the Colsum estate - either randomly or by design. Let's see what our search yields.". The mage scrutinizes the clock for markings. Anything that might reveal the maker of the clock. He then moves up the cellar stairs to the door and listens out into the house. He examines the door and the area around it to see if he can detect any recent repairs - such as the addition of hardware or wood (architecture NWP). He looks at the ceiling and upper walls for any holes or cracks that could betray a listening post - to see if they are being spied on manually. He also wonders if his examination of the wine room yielded any new information.
Milo Tuesday September 14th, 1999 12:18:50 PM
With no risk of being exposed to the blue gas, Milo pulls the cloth from around his mouth and nose, discarding it to the side. Being curious about such devices, Milo walks across the room to where the clock is and begins a thorough investigation of its workings. He even goes so far as to begin to take it apart, a task that he treats with the utmost care. "Gimme a sec guys and I'll tell what makes this trap tick." Milo turns and grins at the group before continuing with his work.
Shadrach Tuesday September 14th, 1999 3:06:31 PM
Shad watched the sewer entrance suspiciously. "Figment old buddy, none of those rats were wererats. They woulda been a lot more trouble. That gas-trap is too sophisticated and pretty. There's a human, or non-monster agency behind this. Lady Colsumn definitly was worried about something she wasn't telling. She said there's been SOUNDS and ruckus coming from here. I think somebody's been using this cellar for funny business. But we ain't got time to sit and wait."
Ingrge Tuesday September 14th, 1999 10:25:17 PM
Ingrge puts away his bow and wanders up to K'nara and states If there is no easy access from the sewers and it isnt someone from Madam Colsum's retinue, then it stands to reason that there is another way into this cellar. If there is no other entrance into the cellar either we missed something in the sewer or it is someone in her household that is behind all this. I would like to know who the were rat theory originated with and who has access to any blueprints of this property?
Cellar Discoveries (DM) Tuesday September 14th, 1999 11:18:02 PM
Figment and Milo, looking at the clock, see that a master craftsman put it together. No more blue balls are present. Figment, listening to the door upstairs, hears nary a sound. He's certain that there is no recent construction, and no spy-holes are located. The rest of the group spends a few minutes banging around, checking for other egresses, and come up empty-handed. Figment, thinking back, is not sure at what point the rats died -- it could have been contact poison or inhaled poison in the cloud. Milo, finishing up with the clock, determines that it was set to go off either when the clock struck 12, or when the cabinet door was opened.
Figment Wednesday September 15th, 1999 11:43:02 AM
"So here's what we know so far: A woman came down here and did not return, Heuse was dispatched to find her, he found her bones presumably cleaned by the rats, the door was barred, noises have since been heard, the door was opened for us (we assumed it had not been opened since, I don't think that was ever said), a trap was set to go off down here around our time of arrival down here. Since then we discover that the only other access is through the sewers - at least so far...". Figment moves into the wine cellar and begins walking the walls getting an idea of how big the cellar really is. Seeing what's in it.
Milo Wednesday September 15th, 1999 12:10:49 PM
Listening intently to Figment... "Wow, did you guys get on someone's bad side or what... If we can't find another way out of here, I'd say that someone just tried to assassinate us." Scratching at his temple... "Ya know, this clock was pretty well made, so was that clock tower... I wonder if they share a common craftsman?"
Shadrach Wednesday September 15th, 1999 12:46:32 PM
Shad smiled. "The cupboard that led to the sewer was designed to be secret. That's the secret door they've been using. Which means they've been entering from some other place in the sewer. We'll have to go back up and down the sewer to find where they came in."
Olana Wednesday September 15th, 1999 3:11:55 PM
Olana looks at Shad like he's gone nuts for a moment, and then sighs resignedly. "I just wish it didn't smell so bad down there," she says, wrinking her finely tuned elven nostrils. Preparing to go back down, she adds "I wonder why people are trying to get in here anyway? I mean there's only a few bottles of wine to be had - unless they have contacts in the House above. Maybe it's some kind of smuggling ring, and if it's the sewer they're coming along - I bet they have a boat. I sincerely hope there's no underwater channels or anything - wouldn't want to traverse those under any circumstances."
Flueterflam Wednesday September 15th, 1999 7:19:26 PM
"We're obviously dealing with someone who like riddles. Not to mention someone who has some interest in clocks. For, if I recall correctly, K'nara and Shad, you said there was some kind of giant clock in the sewer, right?" He pauses to think for a moment. "Now the big question is, how do all the facts relate? That's more important that any specifics. I mean, why put us through all this trouble?"
Ingrge Wednesday September 15th, 1999 7:27:46 PM
With a wry look in his eye and a sound like a chuckle, Ingrge looks up at Fluet's Why Us question and simply says, because it is out TIME. Turning to Milo, he asks can you rig up some sort of non-lethal, marking device on that chest should someone want to retrieve the clock or reset it? You know something that wont come off for a while so that we can identify the person(s) that mess with the clock?
Clockwork Blue (DM) Thursday September 16th, 1999 7:15:04 AM
The group discusses theories and paths of investigation.
Figment Thursday September 16th, 1999 10:49:52 AM
still wonders what his search of the wine cellar walls turned up. As he continues to search and listen to the other theories he turns his focus to the wine racks. He counts them and makes an assessment of how full they are (i.e. If many bottles are missing). He also looks for broken bottles - anything to suggest a pattern of activity. The thoughtful mage then moves back to the smaller room. "I wonder how this furniture was arranged? Was it piled here by the household or was it piled up by somebody else to hide this clock? Remember they heard noise down here. Maybe the piling up of the furniture is what was heard. Maybe the fact that the bomb was set to go off at 12 was a coincidence? Probably not...". Following his line of logic he asks another question "Milo, did you check to see if the clock was rigged to go off when someone came down the stairs? Perhaps the clock didn't start ticking until we began to decend? That would suggest that the house members are not involved because the clock would just begin ticking when the bomb was triggered. And what better place to set the clock but at 12? Let's not hurry back into the sewer. It might, in fact, be better to wait in hiding here for whoever is using the basement. A stakeout so to speak."
Milo Thursday September 16th, 1999 12:29:58 PM
"Well, Mr. Figment, I'm sure you know your business... magic and all, but see here," Milo directs his attention to the clock, "There are two triggers, one when the clock strikes 12, and the other goes if some unfortunate opens the door. So the whole experiment is set to go for certain, unless you hear the tick tock...tick tock, and investigate, catching the poison right in the face." Clearing his throat ..."However, if someone has ink with them, I believe that I can rig it up so that anyone grabbing the handle, or handling the clock itself, will mark themselves with the ink."
Shadrach Thursday September 16th, 1999 2:46:33 PM
He rolled his eyes. "That trap seemed pretty well designed to KILL, not leave riddles. And, yeah, the safest course would be to sit and wait for the bad guys to use the cellar again. But our employer seemed to want a solution before her party tonight? Why don't we split up? Some of us search for clues in the sewer, while others hide here?"
K'nara Thursday September 16th, 1999 3:59:58 PM
The fighter's fileted head bobs once. "Sounds good, Milo--do that." Meanwhile she thinks about Figment's suggestion of a stakeout, then shakes her head. "No offense, Figment--but everyone in the house KNOWS we're in here, so the stakeout won't catch anyone from there, really...Milo's counter-trap MIGHT, but it's a long shot. No--I think that Madam Colsum has to be involved in this somehow, as both the tower and this clock are on her property...and SHE is the one who hired us. Call me paranoid, but we were originally 'hired' by a less-than-honest dragon, so it wouldn't surprise me if we got a less-than-honest human employer THIS time around, either." K'nara frowns fiercely. "However, after Milo is finished, I think we ought to go check out the other end of the sewer passage...we already know that there is no way to get past the stuff that powers the giant clock in the tower."
Ingrge Thursday September 16th, 1999 4:39:58 PM
Watching and listening, Ingrge too is puzzled by the pile of furniture and carefully works his way around all edges of the pile looking to see if any of it appears to have been moved recently(looking for broken cobwebs, scuff marks on the floor,stirred up dust from a misplaced hand, etc)
Figment Thursday September 16th, 1999 4:47:32 PM
"The household knows we walked into a trap - if indeed they are the ones who set it. I would expect they will check on it soon - at least by tomorrow. But you ARE correct in saying we are on a tight schedule. If we can't find another entrance then the sewer is probably the answer. I doubt that Madame Colsum is actually involved, though. It would make no sense to lure an able group to her basement and try to kill them. Too much chance of failure. One or two maybe - but 8? Not likely. Now if it were someone else in the household it would make sense - if they were trying to hide something. Maybe they are in collusion with an outside interest? Perhaps the answer lies in treachery from within and opportunism from without? A likely possibility. Let's let Milo set his ink trap and the rest of us go over the rooms with a fine toothed comb. And don't forget to check the floor and ceiling. Then if we come up empty we hit the sewers. Too bad it would blow our cover if we went back up. We might get a small boat.". Figment also looks around the cellar for anything that could be used as a boat.
Olana Thursday September 16th, 1999 7:16:07 PM
The elf listens to the others for a moment, and then starts off back down the stairs to the sewer.
Searching for...(DM) d100=15 d100=61 d20=13 d20=18 Thursday September 16th, 1999 7:33:41 PM
Ingrge notes that the furniture must have been moved recently, due to the lack of cobwebs. Olana heads for the stairs to the sewar. Milo finishes resetting the trap. The rest of the crew fans out, checking the wine cellar. No particular area seems to be picked-over more than others...there are plenty of wine bottles in the racks. There is enough wood (if you break up the racks) to rope a raft together. You are definite in your assessment that there are no other entrances to the cellars.
Ingrge Thursday September 16th, 1999 10:41:07 PM
looking at the furniture and the racks Ingre asks the group if anyone knows how to make a raft that wont sink the moment they set foot on it?
Figment Thursday September 16th, 1999 10:41:08 PM
carefully sets the wine bottles onto the floor and sets to tearing up the racks into raft size pieces. "I design buildings, bridges and the like - never done a raft before - but it shouldn't be too hard if we all pitch in."
Figment Thursday September 16th, 1999 10:41:09 PM
As he works he has another thought. "Hey, I bet I know what might be afoot here - or at least it's a possibilty. There is going to be a huge party here tonight with all the richest people in the city in attendance. Could it be that someone might be planning a heist tonight? Maybe our butler friend Heuse is setting something up with an outside group. They enter through the basement, the door 'magically' isn't barred, they come in and help themselves to mountains of jewelry and other goods, and then make their escape... not a bad plan if that was your kind of thing."
Olana Friday September 17th, 1999 3:33:54 PM
On hearing Ingrge and Figment talking of building a raft, the elf returns to the room. "Good idea...I'll help," she says, doing what she can, as quickly as possible. Nodding as Figment discusses the possibility of a robbery, she grins. "Well Figment - if that's the case - then they're in for a surprise, aren't they," she says with a wink.
Milo Friday September 17th, 1999 4:55:07 PM
Moving over to help with the raft as well... "Nice theory, but they wouldn't even have to go into the house to make the haul... this wine alone," Milo motions towards the bottles, "is worth a fortune."
Figment Friday September 17th, 1999 4:55:08 PM
"Unless there is something specific they are after. A 'big score' of some kind. Oh well, I guess we'll find out soon enough."
Shadrach Sunday September 19th, 1999 9:48:57 AM
Shad looked at Figment with an open mouth. "That's so ORDINARY...I never would've guessed." He looks thoughtful. "Remember that the tunnel kept going past the clock tower, K'nara."
Flueterflam Sunday September 19th, 1999 12:46:51 PM
Fluet zones out into his own world. Everything that has happened during the recent events circles around his head. He suddenly feels very alone for no apparent reason. The thought of the sewer again isn't appealing one bit to him.
K'nara Monday September 20th, 1999 1:44:31 PM
The chesnut-haired warrior nodded to Shad. "We'll have to explore both ways. So shall we take the path of least resistance (downstream) or make our way up the sewer (upstream)?" K'nara asks, looking around for something to make several oars out of while the raft is being crafted...
Figment Monday September 20th, 1999 1:44:32 PM
"I would suggest upstream. If it's a heist they will be putting in upstream and when its over they'll probably be getting out downstream. So that would make it more likely for them to currently be upstream. Unless I'm wrong and it's really wererats...".
Creaks and Squeaks (DM) d20=18 d20=5 d20=18 d20=7 Monday September 20th, 1999 6:06:14 PM
Above the racket of dismantling the wine racks for a raft, Milo's sharp ears pick out the definite sound of the door at the top of the cellar stairs (leading to the ground level of the mansion -- the door ya'll originally came through) opening up, and then quickly slam shut.
Milo Monday September 20th, 1999 6:36:22 PM
Quick as a whip, Milo jumps up from where he is and dashes up the stairs in order to investigate the interloper. As he reaches the top of the stairs, he turns ever-so-briefly, "They weren't supposed to open this door until we knocked... so who was that." With that he grabs the door handle and gives a tug.
Ingrge Monday September 20th, 1999 8:47:28 PM
As Milo jumps up and races toward the stairs, Ingrgequickly grabs his bow and follows at a distance so as to easily cover Milo but not be easily overcome should something try to jump the halfling.
Olana Monday September 20th, 1999 10:02:16 PM
Seeing Milo, and then Ingrge disappear back up the stairs, Olana stops what she is doing. "Looks like we might have trouble," she says to the others, and moves toward the steps.
Figment Monday September 20th, 1999 10:02:17 PM
"So we have half of the equation. I suggest we don't let them escape or they may warn the other half of the conspiracy if there is one.". Figment joins the chase but defers to the fighter types to ascend first.
K'nara Tuesday September 21st, 1999 8:29:40 AM
"Milo--is that door locked? If it is, open it--" K'nara barks, sprinting up the stairs, too, "--if not, get out of the way..!" The female fighter's face is set into determined lines...she wants answers, and she's going to get them if she has to break down the door..!
Shadrach Tuesday September 21st, 1999 1:45:04 PM
Shad exhales and rolls his eyes, following the others. "Before you guys start slapping one of the servants around for being too curious, remember that we do NOT know who the bad guys are. And we shouldn't go offending our hostess. If you REALLY don't care about that, we might as well give the money back and get out of here."
Escape from the Cellars
Up, up, up the stairs (DM) d20=8 d100=21 d20=10 Tuesday September 21st, 1999 6:15:24 PM
Milo makes it quickly up the stairs, and discovers that the door is apparently barred from the other side. The halfling quickly side-steps as K'nara barrels against the door. It fails to yield, but K'nara easily manages to catch herself before she tumbles backwards.
Flueterflam Tuesday September 21st, 1999 7:15:08 PM
"This is so weird. What's going on?" Fluet is becoming very confused listening to everyone argue about who might who.
Figment Tuesday September 21st, 1999 7:15:09 PM
"Rats. Looks like we better focus on the sewer. Maybe we can find the others - if they exist - before they are warned. Something tells me our idea that there is an outside force at work is correct.". The wirey mage once again begins work on the raft until done.
Milo Wednesday September 22nd, 1999 11:27:50 AM
From the top of the staircase... eyeing the door with annoyance, "Yeah, outside this door. Your right about one thing though..." walking back down the stairs towards the raft... "it looks like the sewers for us... that is unless some of you burly warriors want to have a shoulder smashing contest with the door." Again, Milo looks back at the sealed portal with an irritated look. "Whoever invented the door bar should be shot repeatedly with a heavy crossbow."
Olana Wednesday September 22nd, 1999 12:28:39 PM
"Wait," says the elf softly. "The door opened, and then closed, did it not? Why?" Frowning, she continues - "Let us be careful, just in case another trap has been sprung, or we have been joined by someone or something who could be harmful to us." Olana will have a look around, if she finds nothing, she will go back to raft building.
K'nara Wednesday September 22nd, 1999 3:25:30 PM
The human bladesinger does NOT look at ALL happy. "Well, Shadrach, if THIS doesn't convince you that something stinks around here--besides yon sewers, that is--then nothing will." K'nara dusted off her armor, scowling and stomping down the stairs. "No, Milo, I won't waste my time trying to batter down that door...we've got a raft to build and oars to fashion."
Shadrach Wednesday September 22nd, 1999 3:25:31 PM
Since he WANTED to check out the sewers, Shad kept his mouth shut about the party's previous arrangement that the door must be shut and barred unless the Emerald Talons identified themselves. He began to help Olana building a raft.
Ingrge Wednesday September 22nd, 1999 5:12:07 PM
Having started on the rafts and been interupted, ingrge now posts himself so he can see as much of the stairwell and the sewer entry as possible and keeps guard with his bow at the ready.
Raft Craft (DM) d20=11 Thursday September 23rd, 1999 7:02:41 AM
With Figment's directions, the group quickly assembles the raft. After a few minutes of jostling, they manage to get it down to the sewer canal.
Figment Thursday September 23rd, 1999 7:02:42 AM
evaluates the water flow to determine if it will be possible to paddle upstream. If so he offers "I would bet we will be more likely to find them upstream. I would doubt they'd be coming from downstream. But I'm afraid I'll not be as much help as you guys when it comes to paddling. My expertise is more of the mind than of might."
K'nara Thursday September 23rd, 1999 5:04:37 PM
The female fighter nods to Figment. "I'll paddle, or push the damn raft if I have to. This whole situation doesn't feel right...so I'll be happy to do whatever it takes to get it over with."
Olana Thursday September 23rd, 1999 6:24:34 PM
The elf hops lightly onto the raft, and grabs a paddle. "Alright," she says with a cheery smile. "Which way?"
Milo Thursday September 23rd, 1999 6:28:06 PM
To Knara, "If you really want to push, I'll stand to the rear and watch your back... We don't need any aligator surprises if we can avoid it."
Shadrach Thursday September 23rd, 1999 8:39:26 PM
Shad grabbed another paddle and set to. He set his trident on the inside so nothing could grab it. "Off we go!" he said cheerfully.
Ingrge Thursday September 23rd, 1999 9:09:16 PM
lightly stepping in to the center of the raft, Ingrge sets himself up to keep watch with his bow at the ready.
Going with the flow (DM) Friday September 24th, 1999 1:20:45 PM
The current is not that stiff. After a brief debate, the group determines that the water wheel, while not taking up the entire canal, would still prevent the raft from going upstream (unless everyone got off, flipped it sideways, moved it past the wheel...). The craft is manuevered 100 feet downstream, where the Talons discover a huge iron grate blocking further progress. No type of humanoid could fit through those openings in the grill.
Shadrach Friday September 24th, 1999 1:44:48 PM
Shad sat thoughtfully as the craft bumped up against the grate. "We oughta check the possibilities. See if this grate can be unlocked, Milo? We try to spot a secret passage on the way back, and maybe send someone to peek past the water-wheel." He shrugged. "If none of those pan out, it would be an inside job."
Milo Friday September 24th, 1999 3:06:36 PM
With a smirk on his face, Milo faces the iron grate and begins to look for any way he could possibly unlock or open the thing. "Ya know, these are put here for a reason... I almost hope that I don't find anything... On the other hand, if I don't, its back to the door smashing contest."
Figment Friday September 24th, 1999 3:06:37 PM
I'm kind of wondering how the gator got in here. He must have come from up stream because I'm sure there are not enough rats in this small section of pipe to sustain such a large creature. Check below the water line to make sure the bars go all the way down.". Figment looks around to see if the bars have been recently installed. "These should not be here in a sewer line...".
Olana Friday September 24th, 1999 9:18:54 PM
Olana does her bit to keep the raft steady as Milo works on the gate. "I suppose this gate was put here for the security of the House... which suggests there's another one like it, down past the water wheel."
Flueterflam Saturday September 25th, 1999 2:02:51 PM
"Maybe the grate wasn't put here for the safety of this house. Maybe, it was put here to keep people like us in, and keep something else ::shudders:: from getting outside."
Ingrge Sunday September 26th, 1999 9:14:05 AM
Looking at the grate, Ingrge hears Fiments question and says. My guess is that that gator got down hereas a baby and has been feeding so well it never left ....and now it can't. Hmm...I wonder, Ingrge quickly puts up his bow and carefuklly steps to the edge of the raft and then grabbing hold of the grate hops onto it and climbs as far up it as possible and then searches for any hidden exits.
Gate Search (DM) d20=14 d20=6 d20=20 d20=13 d20=17 d20=19 d6=5 d6=5 Sunday September 26th, 1999 7:43:52 PM
The crew searches the area and determines the following: No secret doors are detected; The gate appears to have been in place for many years, and has been imbedded into the walls and ceiling; and, by prodding underneath the waters, it appears that a gap of at least a foot exists between the bottom of the gate and the floor of the canal (the bottom of the gate is 3 or 4 feet below the water line).
Ingrge Sunday September 26th, 1999 8:42:43 PM
gently getting back on the raft, Ingrge says. well so much for down stream. Before we go all the way back upstream I would like to stop at the landing one more time and check out the sewer stairwell a bit closer. We checked in the cellar and on the landing but we didn't really check the stairwell itself very closely did we? I think I am beginning to smell something a bit fishy. If we dont find anything at either place, well I expect we have a rat in the house, so to speak.
Figment d20=8 Sunday September 26th, 1999 8:42:44 PM
is having real trouble believing someone would put a grate in an inaccessible underground waterway that would be sure to catch garbage and back up. He disbelieves there is a grate and begins to look for in consistencies. "I think your reasoning is sound if this thing is what it appears to be. Just to be sure I think we should check up from the water wheel but I think our path does indeed lie upstairs in the house."
Olana Monday September 27th, 1999 1:18:46 PM
Olana looks in frustration at the gate, and then nods at Ingrge's and Figment's suggestions. "If we check the stairwell, and then past the waterwheel, then I think we've covered everything." Getting ready to paddle the raft back, she adds - " How's this for a theory - the story was given to us, purely to get us into that cellar and within range of that nasty clock and the blue mist. I mean why did someone open the cellar door upstairs and close it again rapidly? It's like someone wanted us dead, had a look and got a nasty shock discovering we were still very much alive. If that's the case - then they'll be planning something else right now, I should think.I think we need to post someone upstairs to keep watch."
Milo Monday September 27th, 1999 7:19:55 PM
Getting a gleam in his eye and a grin on his face, "OOHHHH oooohh... intrigue, I love a good intrigue... especially when I'm not the one that everybody is intrigued about." Stroking his chin... "Perhaps the butler..." and then shaking out of his reverie, "I seriously think that our answers lie beyond the basement door."
Shadrach Monday September 27th, 1999 8:23:20 PM
"Who'd hate us that much? Oh wait...I know. Parnath is in fact Lady Colsum! Yes, a powerful green dragon takes the form of an overweight, fat, old, rich peasant woman. No doubt all the make-up is just part of his dedication to the role..." Shad's snickers echoed up and down the tunnel.
Row, row, row your raft (DM) Monday September 27th, 1999 9:12:42 PM
The crew makes it back to the landing after a couple of rounds of paddling. A review of the stairs leading upward reveals nothing new.
K'nara Tuesday September 28th, 1999 8:54:31 AM
K'nara, who'd been amazingly quiet all this time, finally speaks. "I'm getting VERY tired of this...but there IS the possibility that there is an answer that lies beyond the clock's mechanism. We can check THAT out first, and then--when we find nothing--THEN we can come back over here and kick Colsum's...er, ah--ask the Madam if there isn't something else to all this?"
Shadrach Tuesday September 28th, 1999 8:54:32 AM
"As long as we do it without violence...unless she turns into a green dragon."
Figment Tuesday September 28th, 1999 8:54:33 AM
"I doubt she is involved. I would bet it's someone in the house. What I can't figure out yet is why... If there is no robbery in the works, if there is no access to this place but from upstairs, what motive would there be for fixing it so that everyone thinks there are wererats or something else worse at work down here? The wine is worth something but it could easily have been taken just by walking down and getting it. This is too elaborate for that. Perhaps we'll be suprised at what we find upstream. Tell you what, unless you want me along with you I will volunteer to go back into the cellar and watch the stairs. If there is activity I can make the perpetrator sleep well.". If there is no objections the mage moves up the stairs, back into the cellar and positions himself near the door between the rooms so as to not be visible from the stairs - and waits quietly.
Flueterflam Tuesday September 28th, 1999 5:33:35 PM
Knowing that somehow, probably some time in the near future, that they would get out, Fluet keeps himself quiet and content for the time being.
Ingrge Tuesday September 28th, 1999 10:14:27 PM
listening to K'nara and Figment, Ingrge says to figment. i think you should perhaps stay with us for the nonce. as it is we are forewarned hat someone can/did come in so we can just be extremely careful upon our return. For any one person to remain behind might be deadly if they are perhaps faced with overwhelming odds.
Milo Wednesday September 29th, 1999 2:15:33 AM
Remains sitting quietly on the raft... thoughtfully considering the possibilities.
Rounding out the search (DM) Wednesday September 29th, 1999 7:06:12 AM
The group debates a moment, then heads up stream to the Wheel. K'nara the brave wades past it with light in hand -- fifty feet, and discovers an identical metal grate imbedded in the walls of the channel. On the far side can be seen debris piled up (branches and such), with enough gaps for the water to continue flowing freely. Once back at the raft, K'nara and company head to the landing for further debate, as the alligator (or was there more than one?) has been spotted again.
Shadrach Wednesday September 29th, 1999 9:30:18 AM
"All right. I'd say that was conclusive. Time to get moving." He walked back through the wine cellar and up the stairs. Standing there, he pounded on the door and yelled, "We're the Emerald Talons! Open up!" And if you don't open up, he added to himself, we'll break the door down.
Figment Wednesday September 29th, 1999 11:56:32 AM
Before Shad bangs he offers "Perhaps we should look at the clock first to see if anyone has bothered it since we trekked into the sewer. Milo? Any interlopers detected?".
Figment Wednesday September 29th, 1999 2:28:24 PM
"There's one other place we didn't look - under the water line in the sewer. That gator diappeared for a time and then reappeared. Maybe there's an underwater passage. Just a thought..."
Milo Wednesday September 29th, 1999 3:16:40 PM
"Ooh yeah... my trap." Moving across the room swiftly, Milo carefully inspects the ink trap to see if it has been disturbed.
Olana Wednesday September 29th, 1999 4:46:47 PM
Moving quickly toward the stairs that lead to the main house, Olana gets ready for trouble. "Subtle, Shad," she whispers with a wink. "Subtle."
Ingrge Wednesday September 29th, 1999 7:35:30 PM
Silently shaking his head, Ingrge looks up at Shad and says when you want me to open the door just say so and I will whip something up that should do the trick. But lets make sure we are ready for whatever it is that we are planning to do.
The Barred Door (DM) Thursday September 30th, 1999 6:00:39 AM
Milo checks the trap, and sees that it has not been triggered. Shad addresses the door, and is answered with silence.
Figment Thursday September 30th, 1999 10:25:46 AM
smiles at Shad's fruitless attempt. "Somehow I doubt we will be getting a response - unless we are lucky. We were supposed to be dead by now. I think we will need the guile of Ingrige or the shoulder of K'Nara to open the door. So are we ready to depart the bowels of the house and brave the intrigue and betrayal above?"
Olana Thursday September 30th, 1999 1:14:16 PM
Olana waits patiently, ready to help with the door if necessary. "What are we going to do,once we get out," she asks. "Stick together and do a systematic search? Maybe Madame Colsom's been kidnapped."
Shadrach Thursday September 30th, 1999 1:52:32 PM
"Yep, Subtlety is my middle name. From now on, you may all call me Subtle Shadrach!" He announced pompously. "Forget that wizardly stuff, don't need it to open a door!" Shad prepares to break the door down.
K'nara Thursday September 30th, 1999 3:05:19 PM
The female fighter's smile is toothy. "Why, Figment, please DO feel free to dive into the sewer water to check for 'underwater passages'...because--while I'm willing to tromp through the stuff on the party's behalf, I draw the line at diving under it." K'nara nodded up the stairs. "I'm more agile than strong (STR: 13), but I'll lend a shoulder to that door...I want some answers about this situation as soon as possible."
Ingrge Thursday September 30th, 1999 6:16:48 PM
Shaking his head in wonder at the hardheadedness of fighter types, Ingrge says. Well if you two get tired of having bruised shoulders upon which you must depend if a fight arises, just let me know and I will attempt to open it with a spell.
Milo Thursday September 30th, 1999 6:21:05 PM
Milo jumps with his fist in the air, "Whooo hoooo!!! Let the shoulder smashing... I mean door smashing contest begin." He is all grins as he gets out of the way.
Flueterflam Thursday September 30th, 1999 10:52:29 PM
"Yeah, I'm sure it would be really great to dive underwater in the same direction that the alligator went. Good luck I say if the alligator met us half-way to wherever the passage may lead." After his sarcastic comment, he stands, waiting for the smashing.
Figment Friday October 1st, 1999 10:45:39 AM
shaking his head and smirking at the comments the wiley mage offers "I suppose diving in would be ONE way of checking things out. Myself, I would be inclined to use a pole or something and run it against the wall underwater as we paddled down. But if you feel strongly that someone should go swimming be my guest! I won't stop you. Actually, I would say that upstairs would be a more likely direction for our investigation to take at this point. I would suggest letting Ingrige open the door quietly so as to not arouse suspicion. Announcing our arrival from the basement would only help whoever we're working against. If we leave and say we didn't find anything we stand a good chance of the guilty party coming back down and checking their trap - and thus falling tnto ours. I have an idea. Let's move the furniture back the way it was and act as if no trap was sprung. We can tell the good lady that we killed all the rats and found the sewer entrance. then we could leave as if everything is OK. Then we could return - perhaps invisibly - and watch for someone coming back down. Any other ideas on how to proceed?".
K'nara Friday October 1st, 1999 3:42:28 PM
K'nara smacked her head and sighed. "A _spell_!!! Of course! Sorry, I should have thought of that first, of course!" The woman warrior snorted. "My forte is fighting, not thinking--and this whole situation has got me ticked off. Please, Ingrge--if you...or anyone else...has magic appropriate to getting that door open...kindly DO open the door."
Shadrach Friday October 1st, 1999 3:42:29 PM
Shad looks faintly disappointed. "Fine, fine. If somebody has a spell for opening doors, go ahead." If not, the smashing will commence!
Ingrge Friday October 1st, 1999 3:45:46 PM
Chuckling lightly, Ingrge will walkk up to the door and cast a knock spell upon it.
Milo Friday October 1st, 1999 7:59:27 PM
Looking rather disappointed, Milo kicks half heartedly at the dust on the floor... "Silly wizards... with spells that open doors... hrmph... unnatural if ya ask me..."
Knock-off (DM) Saturday October 2nd, 1999 7:06:57 PM
You hear the bolt slid back, and quickly get the door open, before any would-be enemy manages to re-secure it. You find yourselves looking back into the main entry room (the one containing the couches. Nary a soul stirs, and it's hard to see in the gloom (the dark curtains are still drawn over the windows, leaving a twilight throughout the house).
Ingrge Sunday October 3rd, 1999 2:09:21 PM
Hearing Milo's comment and Hrrummph, sets Ingrge to chuckling some more and he asks Milo. Are you sure you're not just a short dwarf? If you like, after we all exit, I will re-latch the door behind us and you can wear your shoulder out trying to open it yourself? We can always come back and let you out when we leave...if that is we remember. Ingrge will then step aside. allowing K'nara to lead the way while Ingrge once again readies his bow.
Flueterflam Sunday October 3rd, 1999 9:05:33 PM
Fluet shrugs his shoulders. "Whatever works. Now what?"
Figment Monday October 4th, 1999 10:29:37 AM
smiles at the exchanges as he exits into the foyer. He looks into the rooms coming off the entry area to see what they are and where they might lead.
Milo Monday October 4th, 1999 10:53:21 AM
At Ingrge's retort Milo's eyes light up, "No no no... don't be too hasty to judge, I was merely being sarcastic.... I love to watch a brute open the door, when it can ususally be done in a more subtle fashion... The part about the smashing I love is their shoulders... they ones they walk around rubbing afterwards that is." With that Milo draws his short sword, and squeezes into line behind Knara.
Attack of the Dead
Dark Sentries (DM) 8d20(2+6+12+5+17+16+19+2)=79 8d6(4+5+5+2+2+4+5+5)=32 Monday October 4th, 1999 6:09:40 PM
As the party enters the foyer, humanoid shapes appear from the darkness overhead, descending spider-like from lines trailing from the ceiling. Unfortunately, the group is caught off guard, and the creatures attack! In the dim light, you see 8 armed warriors weaving deadly arcs of steel -- their faces set in hideous grins. Although not the most graceful of swordsmen, they seem to have practiced this before, as their attacks are extremely coordinated. Four attacks find their mark, causing 7 points of damage each - K'nara is hit twice, Milo once, and Fluet once.
Olana d20=12 d8+1=4 Monday October 4th, 1999 6:29:20 PM
Olana gasps in surprise as the attackers appear in the room upstairs, turning on one of them swiftly and pulling her sword. She meets his attack with a slice of her own.(Damage 4 on AC7 or higher)
Shadrach d20+3=10 Monday October 4th, 1999 6:40:06 PM
Shad was ambling up through the door when the sinister attack came. "Goddess!" He came charging up the stairs and stabbed at one of the dark figures with his trident (Hit AC10, probly missing). "K'Nara! Some light!"
K'nara d20+4=23 d8+3=5 Tuesday October 5th, 1999 2:16:43 AM
K'nara reeled from the impact of not one but two blows, bellowing her surprise and immediately seizing the handle of her sword even as Shadrach called for light. "Lucia!" she shouted, the sword's flames leaping to heated life. The arachnoid fighter that was directly in front of her was revealed--big and ugly. The human bladesinger began to step in time to unheard music, her sword whirling in a mesmerizing fashion as she conducted her deadly dance. The light level within the foyer was as bright as day by the time K'nara's blade bit deep into the body of the first creature that had struck her.
Milo d20=8 Tuesday October 5th, 1999 10:43:21 AM
Staggering from the blow, Milo drops to one knee, and feebly attempts a riposte with his short sword, missing the mark.
Figment d4=3 d4=3 Tuesday October 5th, 1999 11:14:25 AM
enraged by the treatment of these ruffians yells a magic word with a slight of hand and instantaneously fires 2 missles of energy from his right hand into his attacker. (6+2=8dmg). "You will pay with your life for your treachery!" he exclaims as he prepares to cast again.
Shadrach d20+3=22 d6+5=7 Tuesday October 5th, 1999 4:12:33 PM
"Nothing to say for yourselves, cowards?" Shad snarled as he reversed his trident and this time, found his mark. (Hit AC-2,D7)
Ingrge d20+3=7 d20+3=13 d6+1=3 Tuesday October 5th, 1999 4:48:53 PM
already having had his bow at the ready, Ingrge takes aim at the beastie attacking Milo. The blinding light of K'narra's sword startles Ingrge and his first shot goes far astray (7). Letting his eyes adjust to the new light level allows him to get a slightly better shot off (13 hits Ac5 for 3 pts of damage)
Light Revelation (DM) 3d20(9+5+18)=32 2d6(6+6)=12 Tuesday October 5th, 1999 6:41:01 PM
Miraculously, Shad manages to stab one of the attackers (his second attack will have to wait 'till the next round), flinging back the opponent in a resounding crash against a sofa. Figment's magical attack comes next, ripping thru another fighter, leaving him hanging limp. K'nara's sword then blazes, and she immediately downs another, but finds her sword entangled in the metal lines (reaching to the ceiling) of her second target. Olana hits true with her sword, disemboweling another in the bright light. Finally, Ingrge's arrow disarms (literally) one of the assailants, leaving the hand still attached to one of the ceiling lines. At this point, your eyes have adjusted enough to get a good look at the enemy -- everyone must make a horror check (save vs. paralyzation at --2 (and don't forget to add or subtract Wisdom modifiers)). Those who fail are stunned during Round 2, and I will e-mail you the effects for round 3. To the group's dismay, they realize that they have been fighting a dead enemy. Shattered flesh lies scattered here and there, flaked off like broken porcelain, exposing yellow bones, all of which have wires running thru them, controlling the movements as if they were marionettes. Three of these victims remain standing, two of which manage to land blows: One on Shad, and the other on Ingrge, for 8 points of damage each.
Ingrge d20=20 2d4(3+4)+2=9 Tuesday October 5th, 1999 10:12:25 PM
Shocked but definately not paralized, Ingrge drops his bow and casts a point blank magic missile on the critter attacking him (for 9 pts of damage)
Milo d20-2=9 Tuesday October 5th, 1999 10:32:59 PM
Milo's mouth drops open, and he freezes where he stands, terrified of the horrid creatures.
Flueterflam d20-2=0 Tuesday October 5th, 1999 11:20:33 PM
Fluet stands wide-mouthed. He becomes so paralyzed that not only is he not able to so much as twitch, he literally can't breathe for a minute or two. The only thing that he can think about is the statue he has in one of his pouches. (refer to red wyrm inn if you don't understand) He can only think that either he was meant to die, or that the statue will really help him out.
Shadrach d20=8 Tuesday October 5th, 1999 11:32:13 PM
(Oops, thought K'nara's post was a DM's. Shad's bonuses and minuses cancel out.) Shadrach goggled, eyes bulging at the sight of the creature before him. A moan of fear escaped him as he completely forgot he could turn undead.
K'nara d20-2=1 d20-2=5 Wednesday October 6th, 1999 7:30:09 AM
The light of day dies down, as does K'nara's will to continue the battle--horror overwhelms the normally-doughty fighter as she sees the undead things the Talons are struggling against. She can only stand, agape, with her sword flaming with the light of a torch instead of the sun.
Olana d20-2=11 Wednesday October 6th, 1999 11:02:54 AM
Staring in utter horror at the creatures, Olana suddenly finds she is immobilised, purely from the shock at seeing what stands before her.
Figment d20=7 d4=3 d4=3 Wednesday October 6th, 1999 11:10:00 AM
continues to fight unaffected by the horrer before him. "Not a pretty sight but you can be killed just the same!". He fires off another two missles into the one in front of shad (6+2=8dmg).
Light Revelation (DM) d20=16 d20=8 d6=2 Wednesday October 6th, 1999 11:11:40 AM
Ingrge’s attack decimates another body, leaving two bodies still standing. In the dying light of K’nara’s sword, the two puppets attack the party as it shakes itself from its stupor. One attack lands, slashing Figment's right arm for 4 points of damage.
Figment Wednesday October 6th, 1999 11:40:20 AM
catches a solid glimpse of the interlopers and recoils in horrer - totally unprepared for the sight before him.
Milo Wednesday October 6th, 1999 12:51:40 PM
Gathering up what will he can muster, Milo turns and quickly weaves his way through the party, breaking for the front door. Fear is clearly etched across his brow.
K'nara d20+4=21 d20+4=18 2d4(2+4)+8=14 2d4(1+3)+8=12 d20+8=20 d20+8=22 2d4(2+2)+8=12 2d4(2+2)+8=12 Wednesday October 6th, 1999 2:50:59 PM
After a fleeting moment of paralysis, the woman warrior seems to go berserk, screaming in denial as she becomes a blur of motion--hacking, slashing and battering at the THINGS attacking the party. Her words--if they ARE words at all--are incoherent and her own attack is no longer the elegant reel of combat, but, rather, the unstoppable juggernaut of sheer rage. The flaming blade chops and shatters at the spidery foes, the technique far clumsier than the bladesong but no less final for the undead enemies, who are hacked to pieces in no time at all. And yet, though they are defeated--K'nara's rage is such that she continues to slash at the bits and pieces left over...
Shadrach d100=45 Wednesday October 6th, 1999 5:01:59 PM
Screaming like a headless chicken, Shad dropped his trident and ran out the back door of the foyer, plowing through any obstructions.
Figment Wednesday October 6th, 1999 6:22:59 PM
Continues is stunned at the hideous creatures. He barely moves enough to avoid K'Nara's onslaught but he just can't bring himself to do much else. "How could anything so terrible exist in the Wold? Who would construct such horrid creatures?!"
ingrge Wednesday October 6th, 1999 6:47:59 PM
Seeing his immediate threat disintegrate, Ingrge locates his next opponent and just as he does so, K'nara goes postal. Ingrge seeing that she seems to have the bad guy situation in hand Ingrge looks to keep his other loony group members from being decapitated from a violent comrade.
Olana Wednesday October 6th, 1999 7:52:59 PM
Trying as she might to assert some form of control, the fear becomes too much for the elf who shudders and then runs headlong out of the front door.
Milo Thursday October 7th, 1999 1:45:59 AM
Milo deftly sidesteps Olana as the fleet elf practically flies past the short-limbed halfling. Then, without missing a beat, follows her out the front door.
Keystone Halloween -- Round One of the Horror (DM) d20=7 d20=3 d20=13 d20=7 d100=20 d100=76 d100=4 Thursday October 7th, 1999 1:57:59 AM
Milo, standing out on the porch regaining control, watches Olana's mad plunge as she dashes across the courtyard. Meanwhile, Shadrach heads to the back of the mansion, entering a huge ballroom filled with dancers resplendent in fine formalwear, currently performing some type of waltz. Colliding with one couple, he discovers, to his HORROR, lines leading up from all of the dancers to the double-story ceiling. There appear to be three exits leading from this room (besides the one Shad entered): Two with doors, saying "Ladies Only" and "Gentlemen", and an open dark corridor to one side. Ingrge manages to pull a wooden (not literally) Figment back from the maelstrom of K’nara’s attack -- both remaining bodies have been hacked from their wiring and are being mercilessly pounded into powder by the mad warrior. Chipped and flying parts only further disturb the onlookers. Fluet seems to be saying something, but is drowned out by the warrior’s window-rattling screams.
Flueterflam Thursday October 7th, 1999 4:05:59 AM
Fluet begins to cry uncontrollable. Only a few words can be understood between the sobbing. "Dead....oh man.....why.....dead....bodies..........not alive....." the sobbing drowns whatever else he's saying. Anyone who takes a close enough look at him will notice that his face has taken on a very pale color. The color doesn't return after several minutes. In about ten minutes, his sobbing dies down.....only to lead into mumbling to himself. Soon after he screams out so loud "NNNNNOOOOOO......" that anyone even twenty feet away would jump. Immediately he starts mumbling again to himself. Something about the life-less bodies hanging......
Ingrge Thursday October 7th, 1999 7:04:59 AM
after getting Fluet out of harms way, Ingrge goes after Olana and Milo and brings them back with Fluet. Hopefully by that time K'nara will be more in control. If not He will attempt to find Shad amongst the dancers.
Milo Thursday October 7th, 1999 10:47:59 AM
Walking numbly over to where Fluet is sitting, Milo plunks down on the ground. He slowly shrugs off his backpack, opening it. He digs into the pack and pulls out the expensive bottle of wine that he retrieved from the cellar, and proceeds to pop the cork, using a dart as a makeshift corkscrew. He then, in a very deliberate fashion, takes two or three solid swallows, before offering the bottle to Fluet, Olana, or anybody else who may need a good stiff one about now.
Olana Thursday October 7th, 1999 7:40:59 PM
Pulling away from Ingrge for a moment, eyes still wild, Olana mutters "In the name of the Seldarine, Ingrge - you can't make me go back in there......" But eventually, after a few deep breaths she accompanies him and Milo back in. "It's not nice in here," she whispers to no one in particular. "Not nice at all." Gratefully, she takes an uncharacteristic slug from Milo's bottle and looks around to see how the others are coping, her eyes flitting to dark corners, expecting more horror in every shadow.
Figment Thursday October 7th, 1999 7:45:59 PM
Completely mortified by the macabre scene the usually confident mage sits next to the others and does little else but try and not lose it completely. As soon as he sees no further danger and as K'Nara cuts up pieces of flesh Figment turns away trying to control his nausea. He grabs the bottle and takes a long drink - hoping it helps.
Shadrach Thursday October 7th, 1999 11:13:59 PM
Shad stumbles to a halt in the middle of the ballroom. His eyes look around, wild and staring. "Ga--ga--da--ca!" he sputtered. With a whimper, he sprinted through the horror show for the dark corridor, trying to get away from it all.
Itty Bitty Pieces (DM) d20=15 d20=8 d20=16 Thursday October 7th, 1999 11:56:59 PM
The minutes tick by and, finally, K'nara winds down in her rantings. Everyone else, while on edge, seems to have pulled it together for the moment, except Fluet, who continues mumbling to himself. Figment snaps out of his stupor. Olana continues shielding her eyes from just about everything in the room, and appears to be having a hard time holding the wine, especially when she starts thinking about it. Shad is nowhere in sight.
Out of the Frying Pan - Shad's Aside (DM) d20=11 Friday October 8th, 1999 12:07:59 AM
The darkened hall quickly ends in a spiral stair leading upward. Crazed with fear, Shad stumbles upwards and into a kitchen. Music can be heard beyond an open doorway across the room. The stench in here is horrible -- some sort of combination of a charnel house and strong chemicals. Glancing about, Shad sees the corpse of a forty year old man, dismembered at every joint, with eyes open and black tongue protruding between clenched teeth. Back near the stairwell, Shad now notices a huge tub of roiling liquid containing large chunky objects.
Figment d20=14 d20=8 d20=19 Friday October 8th, 1999 12:16:59 AM
As the very intelligent mage begins to once again think, he begins to suspect that this is an illusion - especially as he looks into the ballroom (14 Int check). "There is no way that there was enough time to fill an entire ballroom with dead bodies hanging from the ceiling like this. We were not down in the cellar for more than an hour or so. None of that was there when we went down. I know because I looked! It's either not real or we are not in the same place we left. Come to think of it, we also killed those bodies too quickly. They barely even put up a fight!". The mage begins to look for inconsistencies in the scene before him (8 Int check - made it by 10). If he determines it's real he begins to look for things that are different about this place than with the mansion they may have left behind (19 failed int check).
Shadrach Friday October 8th, 1999 7:59:59 PM
Terror, horror and insanity fight for supremacy in Shad's skull. Terror wins temporarily. Shad screams high and shrill, putting his hands over his eyes. His lungs wore out, and he collapsed to his knees, beginning to laugh wildly.
Olana Saturday October 9th, 1999 3:22:59 AM
The elf hands the bottle back quickly... the wine... so much like...blood...Taking slow deep breaths, she looks around and exclaims. "W.....where's Shad?"
Ingrge d20=17 d6=1 Saturday October 9th, 1999 5:22:59 AM
Finally getting everyone kinda under control, Ingrge picks up his bow and starts to look for other possible exits, other than the cellar, ballroom and outside>
Flueterflam Sunday October 10th, 1999 5:05:59 AM
"Oh manohmanohmanohmanohmanohmanohman......dead,dead,dead,dead. They're all dead...dead...dead." Fluet tries to continually get this message across to everyone. Although, even if he succeeds (which he probably has), he keeps telling them. "AAaahhhhHHH. they were alll, just hanging there. DEAD......."
K'nara Sunday October 10th, 1999 8:46:59 AM
Barely able to get a grip on herself--and then only because the bodies that were in the foyer are now unpleasant memories--K'nara drew in a ragged sigh, glancing around for Shadrach at the sound of Olana's question. "He wasn't with YOU?" the female fighter demanded gruffly. "Well, he isn't here, and he wasn't out there...and he didn't go back downstairs..." K'nara frowned. "He's either up those stairs or..." She turned around and saw the doorway that led to the ballroom. Then they all heard screams, followed by mad laughter. "Come ON!!!" she bellowed, her sword still out and flaming as she followed the sound.
Stairway to... (DM) d20=8 Sunday October 10th, 1999 4:02:59 PM
Although Ingrge is certain that Shad ran out the back of the foyer, into the ballroom area, everyone clearly hears the screams emanating from upstairs, of which there is a set in this room. The group heads up the marble steps and arrives at the top in a hallway. The way to the left, where the screams are coming from, ends in a set of closed double doors. A dark hallway stretches off to the right, along which you can make out one or two doors to the left and right.
Banquet - Shad's Aside (DM) d20=19 Sunday October 10th, 1999 4:09:59 PM
Through tears of delirium, Shad is able to make out some details of the room beyond the kitchen door. A splendid banquet hall, with candle-lit chandelier, is filled with many seated people partaking in a grand feast. The sound of metal utensils scraping against porcelain plates drowns out any dinner conversation.
Not a Figment(DM) Sunday October 10th, 1999 8:25:59 PM
After considering everything, Figment decides that everything is very much real. Looking up into the dark recesses of the ceiling, he determines that any number of things could have been hidden away up there...and still may be.
Olana Sunday October 10th, 1999 9:08:59 PM
Olana tries to get her wits together at K'Nara's command and heads up the stairs with the others. Her stomach flutters uneasily as she does so. "I hope they didn't...."get" him," she says.
Figment d20=16 Sunday October 10th, 1999 10:31:59 PM
"Not if we can help it!". Figment takes a deep breath and clears his head a bit (made save) even though chills still run up and down his spine occasionally. When he hears Shad's screams of horror and insanity races up the stairs with anyone who might be so inclined.
Shadrach Sunday October 10th, 1999 10:38:59 PM
He couldn't seem to get a grip on himself, and horror lay on all sides with nowhere to run. He began to quiet, giggling, "They're EATING him, they're EATING him, they're EATING him.."
Ingrge Monday October 11th, 1999 1:16:59 AM
Watching K'nara and the others go charging up the stairs, Ingrge shakes his head and then grins. Ahh hell, I didn't want to live forever anyway. With that he puts away his bow and with his new staff in hand carefully follows the others up.
Milo Monday October 11th, 1999 2:12:59 AM
Feeling quite sick to his stomach, Milo pitches whatever remains of the bottle of wine to the side. He then stands up, dusts off his breeches, pulls three darts from his stash, and silently follows Ingrge up the stairs. He looks a little green about the gills.
Flueterflam Monday October 11th, 1999 2:21:59 AM
"Just dead, hanging, lifeless.....no life. Dead, not moving, nothing......"
Hallway Noises (DM) d20=1 d20=4 d20=11 d20=7 d20=14 d20=11 Monday October 11th, 1999 3:01:59 PM
At the top of the landing, the group pauses for a second, and hears Shad's voice from behind the double doors to the left. The darkened hall to your right is now filled with the sounds of creaking and swooshing. You can barely make out the appearance of bars or shafts descending from the ceiling in that area.
Milo Monday October 11th, 1999 6:21:59 PM
Hearing Shadrach behind the door, Milo approaches, if somewhat hesitantly, and out of habit, checks the door for possible traps. Once he has given the door a looking over, he reaches up yanks on the handle.
Figment Monday October 11th, 1999 6:37:59 PM
now that his head has somewhat cleared prepares to cast as Milo opens the door. "Let's get him, get out, and regroup."
Ingrge Monday October 11th, 1999 11:20:59 PM
Seeing Milo checking the door, Ingrge Grips his staff and prepares to say the key word if necessary
Shadrach Tuesday October 12th, 1999 6:55:59 AM
Numb with horror, he had to know. Shad managed to stumble to his feet as the door to the kitchen was opened. He gave the Talons a blank look and pointed at the banquet hall, "They're eating." He stumbled out there to look at the diners.
Banquet(DM) Tuesday October 12th, 1999 4:30:59 PM
In order to reach the double doors, Shad enters the banquet hall, momentarily numb to his surroundings, and easily pushes one of the doors open, nearly hitting Milo in the process. As Shad turns to face the banquet, the other Talons get a good look at the proceedings. Many ladies and gentleman are seated at a magnificent oak table, using the very finest in silverware on porcelain plates, and drinking from fine crystal goblets. It takes a moment to realize that the plates and cups are empty, and then you see portions of the diners' faces have chipped away, revealing yellowed bones beneath. Lines stretch from their bodies, up into the darkness of the ceiling overhead. The lines jerk, and bodies rise from the chairs, with forks and knives in hand, turning toward you.
Shadrach Tuesday October 12th, 1999 4:56:59 PM
A little bit of sense dawns in Shad. He looks toward his friends. "Run!"
Figment Tuesday October 12th, 1999 6:05:59 PM
"Whoever is setting this up is beyond evil - but I'm not convinced we're in the same house we started in. We must get our bearings. Let's go outside and see if it is still Plateau City. If so then we should hunt down 'the madame' if not then we need to figure out how we got here exactly. Either way let's get away from this macabre scene!"
Milo Tuesday October 12th, 1999 7:21:59 PM
Not needing any encouragement, Milo turns on his heel, and runs for the front door of the manor. He spits back over his shoulder..."I'm outta here."
Ingrge d20=8 d20=10 Wednesday October 13th, 1999 2:55:59 AM
(made both Wisdom and Intelligence)All the way up the stairs and even while watching Milo, Ingrge Has a funny feeling about what they are currently experiencing. He is sure that Shad went through the other doorway and yet here he is upstairs, None of this stuff they are seeing was here when they came through the first time and yet only an hour or so later everything is changed. Shaking his head, Ingrge is heard to be almost chanting under his breath, this can't be real, this can't be real. As Milo is almost bumped off by Shad re-entry and the scene behind is viewed, Ingrge reaches Shad and gives him a good shake and asks "Quickly cleric, Tell me now. Are they truly Undead?" "Are they real?"
Olana Wednesday October 13th, 1999 3:50:59 AM
Still under the effects of revulsion, Olana enters the room, takes one look at the rotting bodies, and tears headlong back down the stairs and toward the door again
Shadrach Wednesday October 13th, 1999 4:43:59 PM
"You're the mage!" Shad, still terrified, jerked free of Ingrge's grasp and followed Milo.
Scatter!(DM) d20=18 d20=2 d20=2 d20=7 d20=4 d6=4 Wednesday October 13th, 1999 7:17:59 PM
As the majority of the Talons bound down the stairs (most filled with terror and revulsion), K'nara lets out a blood-curdling scream and charges into the banquest hall with sword flashing. One of the dead patrons manages to slash K'nara for 4 points of damage as she hacks away at the unfortunates.
Figment d20=19 Wednesday October 13th, 1999 8:17:59 PM
(makes save again) gains control of his revulsion and realizes K'Nara's condition. He arrests his retreat and moves back up to the ballroom. Turning to Ingrige he offers "We may have to cast sleep on her and pull her out. Do you have any ideas?"
Ingrge d20=19 Thursday October 14th, 1999 12:06:59 AM
(made save) after Shad breaks free and runs helter skelter back down the stairs, Ingrge mutters an elven curse, watches K'nara start to go postal again, looks at Figment, curses again and raising his staff and pointing it at the mass of baddies around K'nara, says, Shadeinhue and suddenly a spray of color washes outward engulfing those in its path.
K'nara Thursday October 14th, 1999 1:43:59 AM
K'nara slashed and stabbed and attacked everything within the reach of her bastard sword, screaming as she did so. She was not picky and she certainly was not using civilized phrases.
Olana Thursday October 14th, 1999 2:33:59 AM
Once outside again, Olana tries to get a grip. Taking deep breaths, she attempts to get the feeling of horror and revulsion under control, pushing it away into some dark corner. After a few moments, she grips her sword, preparing to re-enter - although it would appear she wasn't the only one to run screaming out of the door. Cautiously she looks for Shad and Milo, hoping that whoever was left inside was okay - and could wait until she at least, had got her act together. She was certainly no use to anyone like this.
Shadrach Thursday October 14th, 1999 4:57:59 AM
Shad sat on the grass outside shivering. "What--what--what in the goddess' name is going on?"
Milo Thursday October 14th, 1999 6:12:59 AM
Puffing in the outside air, "I'm not sure Shad... but I don't want to see any more dead people... " Milo turns around to get a look at where they are, as well as at the house itself.
Flueterflam Thursday October 14th, 1999 7:12:59 AM
"NNNOOOO...nonononononononono.....they're dead. Why are they dead? What happened to them? Their skin is just peeling off. AAAAAAHHHHHHH. Did you guys see them?" Fluet isn't referring to anything specific. He is just rambling on about the dead people. Anyone who is lucky enough to maintain any common sense would suspect that Fluet can't seem to stop talking about the horrible things they are all seeing. "So many dead people, everywhere. Oh Man, Oh Man, Oh Man. They're going to kill us and make us like them. NO, we're going to die and hang like them, just sit at tables with each other DEAD together. Feeling nothing, DEAD, Skin peeling, DEAD, NO FEELINGS, NOTHING, JUST DEAD......."
The Scenario (DM) d20=6 d20=16 Thursday October 14th, 1999 9:13:59 PM
K’nara drops in mid-swing as the Color Spray from Ingrge's staff washes over her. The remaining marionettes step over her crumpled body, reaching toward Figment and Ingrge at the double-door entrance. Ingrge notices that the ‘whooshing’ sound from down the hallway has continued unabated, perhaps even speeding up, with some type of shafts (hard to make them out in the dark) piercing down thru the ceiling, then quickly withdrawing. Meanwhile, outside the mansion, Milo looks upon lichen-encrusted, weather-grayed stucco walls, topped with terra-cotta green tile roofing. Iron bars protect all the small-paned windows (each window is covered within by thick curtains), and a lofty clock tower rises from the right portion of the mansion, with sickly green ivy straggling up it, and black birds cawing in its belfry. The grounds surrounding the area seem to be poorly maintained -- half of it is covered in thorny weeds, with no trees to provide shading and no flowers to soften the severity of the building. A small carriage house leans against the stone fence surrounding the property. Beyond the fence, other mansions dot the view in the distance.
Figment d20=18 Thursday October 14th, 1999 10:34:59 PM
Finally starting to figure out what is going on Figment backs up into the hall. "Those things should not be able to get at us out here. As long as they don't harm K'Nara I'd be inclined to let them get back to their feast before we rush in and pull her out.". He looks up to make sure there are no more 'puppets' waiting to pounce from their current location. If the things return to the feast he prepares to rush in. If they try anything on the fallen warrior he rushes forward and tries to get to K'Nara. (made save)
Ingrge Friday October 15th, 1999 12:25:59 AM
Seeing the beings ignoring K'nara makes Ingrge happier than he has bee in the short while they have been in this house, and means that either they are attracted to moving bodies or that they are illusions. Hoping for the latter and believing it with all his will Ingrge dashes into the room to grab K'nara and pull her back out, absolutely ignoring the creatures around and in front of him.
K'nara Friday October 15th, 1999 12:26:59 AM
The human bladesinger is on the floor--where she's "fallen...and she can't get up..!"
Milo Friday October 15th, 1999 1:04:59 AM
As he is looking about..."This place is cuh...reeeepy... What do we do now... I mean... the whole basement issue is kind of a moot point... if ya know what I mean. Maybe some kind of magic is at play here... not necessarily illusions."
Shadrach Friday October 15th, 1999 3:29:59 AM
Shad grimaced, clenching his fists. "Don't you see? It was a set-up! All that stuff wasn't just illusions! It must've taken forever to have it built! Colsum was lying to us from the start! Whoever she had build the contraptions built the clock bomb too! She sent us down there to get killed! So--so--so she could have more bodies! We're adventurers, no family close by, nobody to wonder why we disappear so fast! Heuse was probably in on it.." Shadrach rocked. This was so much worse than he could ever have imagined. Donyra. He stared at the clock tower. Hadn't it been further away from the front of the house? Hadn't things looked nicer? (Do things actually look different?) "I..I gotta get my trident." He shook as he got up and timidly snuck back up to the front door. Looking for his trident he'd dropped when the undead puppets first attacked.
Olana Friday October 15th, 1999 5:26:59 AM
Olana follows Shad back inside, clutching her sword grimly. "Shad? Have you any defenses against those things in there? Apart from steel I mean?" she asks hopefully, wondering if she herself will just turn and run again at the slightest thing. She re-enters with the sole purpose of helping the others get outside. No way she's going exploring.
Drawing the line (DM) d20=11 d20=8 d20=10 d20=10 d20=16 d4=3 Friday October 15th, 1999 6:12:59 PM
As Figment has guessed, it appears that the wiring that manipulates the bodies will not be able to cross the threshold of the double doors into the hall. No bodies are to be seen in the hall itself. Ingrge leaps into the crowd, acting as if nothing were there, and is set upon by the grisly remains of Colsum’s past victims. Amazingly, only one manages to poke him with a knife, causing 3 points of damage, before Ingrge is driven back out of the room and into the hall. The enemy still appears to be ignoring K’nara’s supine form. Meanwhile, down in the foyer, the rest of the party sees Figment still standing up on the balcony at the top of the stairs -- Shad gingerly recovers his trident, now covered in ‘people dust.’ (As Shad considers what was seen when the party first arrived at the mansion, he is not certain how much has changed, and how much was overlooked: Certainly things did not look quite so run down...) No more bodies have appeared in the foyer, although each of you on the ground level can make out the passage of bodies in the ballroom beyond the back opening -- as the dance goes on.
Shadrach Friday October 15th, 1999 7:02:59 PM
Shad began to obsessively clean the trident with his formerly white shirt. He couldn't look in Olana's eyes. "I-I'm sorry, Olana. I-I'm not sure I could stand and face those things." The shame burnt within, almost as bad as the fear. He looked for a change of subject. "Figment? A-are you okay?"
Ingrge Saturday October 16th, 1999 6:21:59 AM
Ingrge is driven back out of the room and into the hall, cursing the whole way, "Well I guess they aren't illusions. Figment, do you have a rope and grappling hook? Other wise I don't see how we are to get K'nara out of there. Then I say find the others, fuel this place up and burn it to the ground.
Figment Sunday October 17th, 1999 7:11:59 PM
grabs Ingrge as he is carried out by the bodies. "I have a rope but no grappling hook. "The thought of burning it has crossed my mind. But before we do we have to make sure we are actually in 'our' Plateau City. It is possible that when we left the basement we went somewhere else. If we are here I say burn it - but first we must get K'Nara and find the others as you say."
Milo Monday October 18th, 1999 3:47:59 AM
Looking dubiously at Olana and Shadrach..."I think we should burn this rotten place to the ground... We could probably start the fire with the wine in the basement... at least some of it.... The stuff is worth quite a bit... maybe we should take as much of it as we can carry, and sell it in town... making some money off of this little nightmare isn't such a bad prospect." Milo pulls some raisins out of his backpack, and then reshoulders the thing. He begins to eat them, absentmindedly musing about the prospects.
Shadrach Monday October 18th, 1999 7:36:59 AM
Shad kept an eye on Figment in worry. "I don't know, Milo. Suppose we get charged with burning down a innocent person's estate? Not that I believe Colsum is innocent--but it might be an idea to get the authorities. We're not in some isolated dungeon here, where we get to make all the rules."
Olana Monday October 18th, 1999 7:40:59 AM
Nodding at Shad, knowing exactly how he's feeling, she heads back to re group with the others, to help get K'Nara out, wishing she was still outside with Milo. What he said about burning the place down seemed a very good idea right now.
Flueterflam Monday October 18th, 1999 8:03:59 AM
Fluet sits down. He is mumbling to himself about dead people. He seems to want to stay where he is, talking about dead people. Unless carried or dragged, he stays sitting down. "....dead....hanging....kill..."
Silence (DM) Monday October 18th, 1999 4:30:59 PM
At once, the bodies in the banquet hall rise from the floor as the lines are retracted into the ceiling 20 feet above. A low background hum that you had overlooked in all the madness has disappeared, and the whooshing sound in the hallway has ceased. You hear a garbled man's scream coming from down the darkened corridor (on the 2nd floor) and then the slam of a door.
Figment d20=8 Monday October 18th, 1999 6:50:59 PM
the instant the bodies retract Figment leaps into the hall and begins to pull K'Nara out. "We get K'Nara and then find out about the scream down the hall. Sounds like they're murdering yet another!" (made strength check if one is required)
Shadrach Monday October 18th, 1999 9:15:59 PM
"Hey, Fluet, Fluet!" Shad put his hand on his shoulder and shook him gently. "Hear that? Somebody's alive in here! Alive! Sounds like they need help! And you're a hero, remember? Why don't we see if there's some ordinary were-rats to chop up? If it's dead people ::Shad shuddered:: I promise we'll run." He tried to gently urge the bard to his feet, to go upstairs and join the others.
Olana Monday October 18th, 1999 11:14:59 PM
Strange, how you never notice something until it is gone. That background hum - inevident now. Olana moves up the stairs, glad that Shad is taking care of Fluet. Her stomach lurches as she hears the scream, making her footsteps all the faster. When she joins Ingrge and Figment, she will alert them to Fluet's predicament and tell them Shad is trying to bring him out of it. "Milo is the wisest one," she says, hearing Figment's exclamation.
Milo Tuesday October 19th, 1999 12:25:59 AM
Milo puts away the darts, pulls his short sword, and reversing his grip, holds it behind his back.... silently he skulks up the stairs to where the party is... he looks somewhat spooked, "Did yo..you hear that... they got somebody else. Do you wanna check it out?" Milo cringes slightly awaiting the response.
Ingrge Tuesday October 19th, 1999 12:43:59 AM
Helping Figment retrieve K'nara, proves to be much easier this round and after getting her back in the hallway, Ingrge will work at reviving her. Hearing the scream He will look up and more aggressively work on reviving K'nara.
Flueterflam Tuesday October 19th, 1999 4:00:59 AM
Through his mumbling, Shad's urging got through. Although somewhat distorted by the state Fluet is in. The shock of his uncontrollable desire (mixed with fear) and common sense clash in his mind. The shock is so great that Fluet begins to shiver. The shiver soon turns into and uncontrollable shaking. He starts to black out, only to suddenly be forced back into consciousness. All control over himself is lost, he doesn't know whatever he says or does. He begins to cry, from happiness, from sadness, from fear. He doesn't know why he's scared. He doesn't remember where they are, why they're there, what they're doing. (Fluet will be able to walk, but not without a little help. He seems to be in only partial control of his legs at the moment)
Shadrach d8=3 Tuesday October 19th, 1999 5:37:59 AM
Shad pulled Fluet slowly up the stairs. He placed Fluet's hands on the banister, so he could hold on to something. Then he bent over K'Nara, waiting til Ingrge was finished. He touched her lightly, and whispered a fervent prayer to Donyra. (CLW3)
Reunited, and it feels so good...(DM) d20=19 d20=1 d20=2 d20=7 d20=9 d20=8 d20=4 Tuesday October 19th, 1999 4:09:59 PM
K’nara is quickly retrieved and revived by the others. At the moment, she is free of the madness. The house is deathly silent after a final ‘Thump’ is heard from behind one of the doors of the darkened hallway. Everyone stands together at the upper end of the grand staircase.
Figment Tuesday October 19th, 1999 7:23:59 PM
moves toward the scream and thumping sound. "I hope we're not too late! I would suggest we refrain from burning the place yet because there may be innocents still in the house awaiting a gruesome end! Ingrge, I would suggest you stay with K'Nara, the rest should come with me. We have to try and save that person from death - but I fear we just heard their demise. We must end this!"
Shadrach Tuesday October 19th, 1999 10:18:59 PM
"Ummm....as long as there's no dead people." Shad followed Figment reluctantly, tugging Fluet along. "Maybe Ingrge should come with us...He seems to be better at these things."
Milo Tuesday October 19th, 1999 11:58:59 PM
Slipping up to Figment's side, short sword at the ready, and looking very pale, "Yeah... I agree, Ingrge should be here. He seems to have all of his horses charging in the same direction... unlike the rest of us... if ya know what I mean."
Figment Wednesday October 20th, 1999 12:53:59 AM
"I was just thinking about K'Nara. I don't feel we should leave her alone. Is anyone strong enough to carry her? Any other suggestions?"
Ingrge Wednesday October 20th, 1999 2:13:59 AM
Ingrge looks around at the others and says "I believe that K'nara is able to come along with us she seems to be functioning as well as the majority of us at the moment. Let's check out this door, and find out what is going on in this place. THEN we burn it to the ground, Madame and all.
Gloomy prospects (DM) d20=15 Wednesday October 20th, 1999 4:02:59 PM
Looking down the hall, the group sees one door 20 feet along on the right side, with two more doors (one on the left, one on the right) another 30 further -- the hall dead-ends in a wall. Going to the first door, you see that the handle has been broken off, and the facing badly gouged as if someone unsuccessfully tried to pry it open. The broad steel head of a crossbow bolt it sticking out of it (obviously fired from behind the door).
Figment Wednesday October 20th, 1999 5:53:59 PM
"Does someone care to kick it in? I'm not very adept at such feats."
Olana Wednesday October 20th, 1999 6:30:59 PM
Feeling a little less jittery now they're all together once more, the elf whispers to Ingrge. "Figment is very 'excitable' isn't he - a very highly-strung person," watching Fig tear off down the corridor. She follows, along with the others, and makes careful note of the doors, listening intently for any sounds and looking for any subtle signs of traverse (footprints in dust etc). At the first door she says, "Maybe Milo should have a look at it before we start kicking anything in. You never know......" Trailing off, she goes on with her investigation.
Shadrach d20=10 Wednesday October 20th, 1999 9:41:59 PM
Shad pats Fluet and waits to see if Milo is going to look at the door. If the okay is given, he walked up and gave it a strong kick (OpenDoors on 11 or under).
K'nara d20=3 Wednesday October 20th, 1999 11:03:59 PM
The redheaded warrior woman growled at Milo's comment. "HEY! At least *I* reigned *my* horses in...eventually..." she added reluctantly. "Check out the door, Milo--then we'll see about getting in there..." K'nara scratched absently at the wounds that would have killed a less-hardy individual and drew her sword once more, not bothering to utter the phrase that would have lit it up. Once Milo finished checking the door, she added her own mighty kick to the attempt to open it--the door banging open loudly...
Milo d100=74 Thursday October 21st, 1999 1:21:59 AM
Startled at the ferocity of K'Nara's response, Milo jerks back a bit, then calming gets a very nonplussed look on his face, "Yeah... okay... why don't I check out the door." Milo steps up to the barrier and searches it thoroughly for possible traps and so forth. Not noticing any, he steps very quickly away from the closed portal. "Smash away, I don't see anything wrong with it."
Ingrge Thursday October 21st, 1999 5:12:59 AM
Ingrge stands aside and lets the mighty mighty ones have a go at door bashing.
Behind Door Number 1, we have...(DM) d20=17 Thursday October 21st, 1999 3:07:59 PM
Despite being nailed-up from the inside, K'nara, who is first to kick at the door, smashes it inward, and stumbles forward with the momentum, saving her from impalement by a flying crossbow bolt. A solid thump is heard as the bolt lodges in the wall across the hall. You see a crossbow strapped to a wooden chair, with a thin thread connecting it to the door. A beautiful bed fills the rest of the room. Next to the bed are an empty wine skin and a few crumbs of bed. On the bed is an emaciated corpse of a once beautiful warrior -- now her cheekbones protrude thru her blue flesh. She is still wearing her ring mail, and there's a fine warhammer lying next to her on the bed. Judging from the odor, she hasn't been dead very long.
Shadrach Thursday October 21st, 1999 4:44:59 PM
"Aaah!" Shad clutched at somebody and stayed trembling in the hall.
Milo Thursday October 21st, 1999 6:37:59 PM
Eyes nearly poppin' from the sight, Milo steps back up against the wall next to the now open doorway, leaning over as if to catch his breath. His face is etched with horror... "Hey...Ingrge, is there any way I could persuade you to remove the dead thing so we can search the room..." Milo gasps for air, and his knuckles turn white as he grips the handle of his small blade... "My first instinct is to search any room with the possibility of reward, but I'm not goin' in there with the corpse... " The halfling manages a weak smile.
Figment d20=18 Thursday October 21st, 1999 7:09:59 PM
(makes save) somehow keeps his wits about him despite the recent chain of events. He looks to the others "I think I can manage a look around - but not for long! We still must find any living left.". He takes a deep breath away from the door and holds it as he moves into the room preparing to cast as he exhales - if necessary. He quickly looks up before stepping in (all those things dropping from the ceiling) and then around for more doors or openings. He looks at the corpse trying to see any markings or items that would identify who he/she is. He also looks for anything of value - that he could return for proof that they found her. He looks under the bed before approaching and ESPECIALLY looks for any strings that might be attached to the warrior.
Olana d20=17 Thursday October 21st, 1999 9:57:59 PM
A little further down the hall, still looking for signs that someone has passed by or gone through any of the other doors, she turns swiftly as the door opens - noting Shad's reaction. Feeling her own stomach shiver in revulsion at the mere thought of what's in there, she hangs back.(grrr - failed tracking check)"Deep breaths, Shad," she whispers. "Take slow deep breaths."
Ingrge Thursday October 21st, 1999 11:59:59 PM
Looking in at the corpse and the room, Ingrge especially keeps an eye on the corpse after having experienced what was going on below and says. I would say that judging by the crossbow and the state of the door, that this warrior barricaded herself in here and then could never get back out. Tying a rope around his middle, Ingrge asks, Figment, If you are up to it shall we do a quick search? Milo will you watch from the door and hold on to this end of my rope, just in case... Figment I might suggest you do the same and have some ready to pull you out as well. umm could someone perhaps spike the door open so we are not closed off and someone else needs to keep an eye out out here in the hall as well.
K'nara Saturday October 23rd, 1999 12:43:59 AM
Sighing, because she isn't enraged any longer and can handle the sight of this rather, um, freshly-killed person, K'nara simply steps into the room after Ingrge and Figment. "I'm fine, thanks--now, you guys carefully check out that warrior on the bed...I'll see what she may have impaled on the back of this door..." So saying, K'nara turned, faced the open doorway, and then used her foot to slowly close the door until she could see what--if anything--was on the back of it...
Flueterflam Saturday October 23rd, 1999 9:21:59 PM
Fluet's sanity melts away as he sees the corpse. He immediately turns around and begins to mumble about dead people again. Although on first glance he seems to be mumbling to himself, on closer inspection, it seems as though he may actually think himself to be talking to someone. Fluet just stands there like this until dragged along somewhere else.
Dead Search (DM) d20=13 d20=17 d20=10 d20=9 Sunday October 24th, 1999 6:22:59 PM
Figment, K’nara, and Ingrge all set about inspecting the room (taking suitable precautions) and discover that: 1. There are no wires or other bodies in this room. 2. Nothing is behind the door. 3. Other than the ring mail and warhammer, the only thing of note on the dead warrior’s body is a pouch containing 20 gp, 35 sp, and a brooch with a large milky-green stone mounted in a silver filigree. 4. Nothing else of interest is located in the room. Olana notices numerous 2-inch round holes perforating the ceiling above her head -- they extend the length of the hall. The next door (up to the left) is currently shut, and the hall is too dark to see much further.
Figment Sunday October 24th, 1999 8:00:59 PM
Discouraged that the warrior has no markings to reveal her identity the mage offers "Perhaps we should return with her war hammer so her family - if they care - can know of her demise?". The mage picks up the pouch and pockets it and the war hammer - if it's not too heavy - and carries it out of the room. "If nothing else you guys can use this to bash doors rather than your shoulder."
Shadrach Sunday October 24th, 1999 9:59:59 PM
"Well, I guess we couldn't do any good here. Let's go back outside!" Shad shook next to Fluet. "Uh, I have an augury. I could check to see if burning the house is a good idea. You know, one question, asking if something is good-bad."
K'nara Sunday October 24th, 1999 11:04:59 PM
K'nara pauses for a moment, then goes over to the fallen fighter and, bowing her head, softly asks Domi to bespeak this warrior's spirit to Gargul, that her judgement be just. Then she grimly goes out of the room and closes the door behind her. "Next door, then--Milo, see if you can hear anything, please?" K'nara frowned, not liking this place at all, but damned if she'd just leave without finding out what the heck was going on first.
Milo d100=36 Sunday October 24th, 1999 11:05:59 PM
Regaining his senses, and seeing the opening, Milo pipes up... "Hey... Shad... that's not a BAD idea!" A grin stretches across his face. "I'll go check out this next door." Milo proceeds cautiously down the corridor to the next door, and examines it for possible traps.
Ingrge Monday October 25th, 1999 1:40:59 AM
after searching, Ingrge will follow the others back into the hall. As he notices Olana looking at the ceiling, he gets a very bad feeling and taps K'nara's shoulder and has her look up as well. ::in a whisper:: Ingrge says, "Um, you don't suppose this hall way is one big trap now do you?"
Olana Monday October 25th, 1999 7:52:59 AM
Olana nods as Ingrge makes the remark about the trap. "Maybe gas - or projectiles. Question is - what will set it off?" She looks down the hall and frowns. "Careful everyone - if there's a way of walking along here without being directly under these things, against the walls perhaps - then do so."
Shadrach Monday October 25th, 1999 8:49:59 AM
He frowned at Milo. "Are you making fun of my Augury?" Following the line of conversation, he began to mumble, clutching his whistle. (Cast Find Traps!)
Bedroom #2 (DM) d20=11 d100=71 Monday October 25th, 1999 11:56:59 AM
Shad receives an ominous premonition about the holes overhead after casting his spell: The danger is mechanical in nature, although he doesn’t know what triggers it. In a moment, he remembers earlier seeing shafts rising and descending rapidly in the hall. Ever square inch of the ceiling seems to be covered, allowing no chance of avoidance if the trap were to be sprung. Shad does not spot any traps on the next door, and Milo confirms this fact. The warhammer proves unnecessary, as the door pushes open easily on oiled hinges. Beyond is an unoccupied bedroom. A brushed black jacket with frayed cuffs hangs neatly on the back of the lone chair in the room. A simple wood-frame bed is neatly made, and the room appears free of dust and cobwebs. On the back wall is a narrow spiral staircase leading upward. Immediately, the hum heard earlier begins anew, and looking over your shoulders, you see spears emerging from the hallway holes, piercing down to the floor before rising. The hum noise seems loudest hear the spiral stairs, which end in a hatch.
Figment Monday October 25th, 1999 4:59:59 PM
"Now we're getting somewhere!" the mage whispers as he moves to the stairs. Standing at their base he looks to the others "K'Nara, it appears you would be the best one to lead in this situation although I think a Red Salamander down the hatch would be preferable to this hatch!"
Milo d100=26 d100=35 Monday October 25th, 1999 7:33:59 PM
"No Shad, I'm not making fun of you, it was merely a sad attempt at humor..." Milo moves up to the base of the stairs, "Hold up there folks, lets have a look before we move on. I don't want ANY of you to get injured because we were too hasty." Milo proceeds up the steps cautiously, ahead of the group. He checks for traps as he moves up them, and then checks the hatch for traps as well." Should all be well, he returns to the base, allowing others to proceed before him.
K'nara Monday October 25th, 1999 11:44:59 PM
K'nara frowns at the descending spears. "I'd say as soon as those spears appear to go back into the ceiling and at least PAUSE, Ingrge should go and try to open that hatch...only because I know he's stronger than I am." The human bladesinger turns to the elven warrior/wizard. "I don't want you to think that I'm sending you 'cuz I'm afraid to get hurt or just plain afraid--you don't HAVE to go, but you ARE stronger than I am."
Olana Tuesday October 26th, 1999 1:09:59 AM
While the others work out who's going first, Olana has a look around the room, especially at the base of the stairs, in case there's some kind of mechanism behind a door that controls the spears.
Ingrge Tuesday October 26th, 1999 5:38:59 AM
After everyone enters the room and the spears are doing their thing out in the hallway, Ingrge will take a moment to close the door behind them and using an iron spike will wedge the door closed. As he hears K'nara say his name he will turn, listen and acknowledge the request with a simple nod and will await the all clear signal from Milo and with staff in hand will open the door when able.
Shadrach Tuesday October 26th, 1999 5:42:59 AM
"Time to go, go, go!" Shad started running, dragging Fluet along, and pushing the others into the room, before the spear ceiling could descend all the way. He pulled the door closed.
Review of Room #2 (DM) Tuesday October 26th, 1999 3:32:59 PM
Everyone is safely in Room #2. A thorough search reveals no further traps. The spears in the hall, rather than slowing down, are moving more quickly in and out of the ceiling at various intervals -- it would be impossible to navigate past them with being hurt. Ingrge, proceeding to the trap door, notices that it appears barred from above -- it will have to be bashed open.
Olana Tuesday October 26th, 1999 6:31:59 PM
Olana looks up and sighs. "Well, I guess we can take turns at bashing, if it proves tough to open." The elf will help with the door if necessary.
Figment Tuesday October 26th, 1999 6:41:59 PM
offers "Would you perchance prefer to pound?" as he holds out the newly acquired war hammer.
Shadrach d20=9 Tuesday October 26th, 1999 7:48:59 PM
"Well, if nothing else, by the time we get the trap door open, the trap outside will have finished. Let me try!" Shad stood at the top, smacking at it, before growing frustrated. ((11 opens stuck door, but not a locked one.)) "We may have to destroy the door!"
K'nara Tuesday October 26th, 1999 10:53:59 PM
The warrior woman nods her head. "So be it, then--break open that hatch!" She looks at Ingrge, again because of the elf's superior strength.
Ingrge d20=13 d100=19 Wednesday October 27th, 1999 2:51:59 AM
Doing his darndest to comply with K'nara's wishes, Ingrge put all his elven BULK into forcing the trap door open. He gives it a valiant effort and the door does give a little but the combination of the top bar and the positioning of the door does not allow Ingrge to get enough leverage for a truly valiant effort. (needed 13 or less on D100)
Milo Wednesday October 27th, 1999 3:18:59 AM
Milo winces as Ingrge slams into the hatch... "Okay, hold up.. let me look at that thing again. I just thought of something." Shortsword in hand, Milo mounts the steps once more, and examines the hatch, looking to see if the cracks around the edges are wide enough to slip the relatively thin blade of his short sword in and possibly manipulate the bar on the other side. If they are, he attempts to do so.
Into the Attic
Spiral Stairs to Loud Noises (DM) Wednesday October 27th, 1999 4:13:59 PM
Milo, examining the trap door, sees a crack in which to work his blade. He jimmies the latch loose and gets the door open easily. Immediately, the background hum becomes a cacophony of metallic noises. Milo, in getting the door open, gains a glimpse of what is beyond - a dark attic filled with all types of gears, beams, and bars -- all in motion. There appears to be a narrow catwalk threading its way thru the maze of machinery, but you'd have to move extremely slowly to avoid getting caught in the moving parts.
Milo Wednesday October 27th, 1999 6:25:59 PM
Talking over the noise, "Okay folks, its going to be tricky, but maybe there is a switch in there to turn this mechanized horror off.. follow if you want, I could use the back up." With that said, Milo moves up onto the narrow catwalk. He goes ever so slowly, taking every precaution. As he moves along, he pauses every few moments to check for traps and such.
Shadrach Wednesday October 27th, 1999 7:22:59 PM
Shad's eyes got big. "Maybe we can BREAK it!"
Figment d20=9 Wednesday October 27th, 1999 7:33:59 PM
finally feeling in his element again the mage moves quickly up the stairs and looks at the machinery. "This is amazing... It takes a great deal of engineering to do something like this." He moves through the catwalk with care trying to look for key gears which could disable the contraption (made engineering proficiency check).
Olana Wednesday October 27th, 1999 8:19:59 PM
Olana follows the others as they move through the machinery, looking for the organic element in this entire monstrous mess. After all - someone had to build this thing, and maybe they were around to protect it, too. "Careful, now...." she whispers to her companions.
Ingrge Thursday October 28th, 1999 6:43:59 AM
Ingrge irritated at the bruising his shoulder took when all it took was a slim blade and some know how, scowls at K'nara for a moment and then enters behind Milo. When he sees all the gears he is reminded of the water wheel that got gummed up by a large stick and grinning to himself digs into one of his outside pockets and pulls out another of his iron spikes and casually tosses it into the track of one of the sets of gears and teeth.
Gears in Motion (DM) d20=17 d20=13 d20=16 d20=15 d20=11 d20=10 d20=17 d6=5 Thursday October 28th, 1999 1:35:59 PM
Figment and Ingrge both notice that whoever put this place together did a very good job - the gears seem to serve redundant purposes, and when one set is stopped (by Ingrge's spike), it appears to disengage from the rest of the system. Olana, on the lookup, gets a glimpse of a shadowing figure through the forest of machinery, and then a arrow comes flying down the catwalk, striking Milo for 3 points of damage, and requiring a save vs. poison. Whoever shot it ducks back into the flying mass of gears before you can respond. Whoever is back there knows this place well -- if you were to step into the machinery, you'd surely be ground into sausage.
Shadrach Thursday October 28th, 1999 5:06:59 PM
Shadrach stiffens and pulls a piece of iron from his pouch. If he has any idea where the figure was, he casts Hold Person (1d4 persons in 20-foot cube)
Olana Thursday October 28th, 1999 6:58:59 PM
Frowning, the elf pulls her own bow, and nocks an arrow, with another at the ready. "Come out, come out," she whispers softly, her eyes watching for any slight movement that will indicate the position of their attacker. She will continue slowly through the machinery, but directly away from Shad's casting area.
Figment Thursday October 28th, 1999 7:19:59 PM
looks around for a control center. He moves quickly down the catwalk trying to give as small a profile as possible for the would be sniper. He looks for key gears to disable or for gears that could be quickly pulled off their spindles.
Milo d20=8 Thursday October 28th, 1999 8:05:59 PM
Milo shrieks as the arrow thumps into him... between this wound and the wounds he received earlier, he looks very bad. Dropping down on one knee, he winces, and speaks in a very shaky voice, "Guys, I don't feel so good."
K'nara Friday October 29th, 1999 12:26:59 AM
K'nara sheathed her sword, kneeling by Milo. "Damn!" she swore. "Shadrach...can you heal Milo? Or does anyone have a potion he can use..?"
Shadrach Friday October 29th, 1999 5:55:59 AM
"Got both," Shad said tightly. He was still looking for the archer. "Milo, drop back with me, ok?"
Ingrge Friday October 29th, 1999 6:34:59 AM
Ingrge seeing the shadowy figure grips his staff a bit more firmly and keeps an eye out in the direction it disappeared as he takes point, prepared to try and deflect any arrows coming his way.
Flueterflam d20=11 Sunday October 31st, 1999 1:07:59 AM
Fluet, having been mumbling before to himself, seems to be a bit better. He still looks as though something is troubling him, but he's not so....erratic. Taking the upper hand that no one has noticed him for awhile, he quietly disappears. Looking for whoever shot Milo. Although he has some trouble doing it, trying to fight off the urges he has to talk about dead people.
Wheels in Motion (DM) Sunday October 31st, 1999 2:58:59 AM
Apparently, Shad’s spell had some sort of effect, as there is a momentary bone-crunching sound as the gears ensnare something in the rumble of machinery. Almost simultaneously, Milo collapses, and it is only the quick thinking of his comrades that keeps him from sharing the same fate of the enemy -- He is pulled onto the cat-walk before a swinging shaft manages to brain him, but appears to not be breathing, and his body remains in a rigid posture. Figment fails to spot any controlling or major piece of equipment in the bewildering jungle of moving parts, and the harsh sounds are starting to wear on everyone’s nerves. Those on lookout fail to spot any other individuals who may or may not be hiding elsewhere in the attack. A final note: Although everyone is on the relative safety of the walk, you must constantly be moving, even while standing in one place, to avoid the sporadic crossing of various parts. This is not particularly difficult to do (no rolls necessary), but running down the catwalk would be out of the question (Dexterity check -4 for moving over half your movement rate; and Dex -6 for moving at full movement rate; running (double rate) not possible).
K'nara Sunday October 31st, 1999 7:44:59 AM
Immediately seeing the danger Milo is now in, K'nara picks the halfling up. "Shadrach, make sure Fluet moves along--we can't afford to stand around here. C'mon, everyone...let's keep it moving!" The human bladesinger bears her paralyzed colleague as she moves at a steady pace down the catwalk, muttering about one more thing that Madam Colsum owes her and the party.
Shadrach Sunday October 31st, 1999 5:37:59 PM
"Uh, he was here a minute ago," Shad noticed suddenly that Fluet was gone. "Fluet?" Moving cautiously, "Did anyone see who that was? Hey, K'Nara, try to find someplace to set Milo down. I want to take care of his wounds."
Figment Sunday October 31st, 1999 7:24:59 PM
continues to move down the catwalk to see where it leads. Upon hearing the crunch of bones he calls back "Well done, Shad. Looks like at least one threat has been turned away...". The very thought of being able to eliminate such a mechanical threat moves him forward carefully. He methodically evaluates as he moves trying to guess his proximity in the house below as he goes. He follows the catwalk to the end - wherever that is.
Ingrge Monday November 1st, 1999 2:13:59 AM
Ingrge moves forward at point staff at the ready.
Flueterflam Monday November 1st, 1999 5:49:59 AM
Fluet continues moving in and out of shadows and gears. By this time, he's noticed that he is not so near his companions anymore. The thought of being alone....with all the dead people....he suddenly begins to walk more frantically. He stumbles over things, with no thought of his own safety. He's not looking for anything, except dead people.
Olana Monday November 1st, 1999 7:26:59 AM
On seeing that Milo seems to be taken care of as far as possible, and after Shad's exclamation that Fluet was missing, Olana attempts to find the whereabouts of the bard, bow still drawn, moving carefully through the machinery. "Fluet," she calls softly. "Fluet......"
I'm, too sexy for this catwalk, too sexy for this...(DM) d20=14 d20=4 d20=3 Monday November 1st, 1999 2:06:59 PM
Figment heads one way down the catwalk, and Fluet the other. It has been a full minute since Milo last drew breath, and he's starting to turn blue. No pulse is detected. And he's still rigid. By the end of the round, Figment has come to appreciate the perfection of how this machinery has been laid out. Looking around, he discovers holes in the floor, allowing a view of the rooms below. He has located the banquet hall, with its minions seated at the table, in the act of eating a meal. Fluet, in his mad dash, still maintains enough control to stay on the catwalk, but takes 2 points of damage as he smacks into machinery before slamming into a small door that would usually have been difficult to notice.
Milo d20=15 Monday November 1st, 1999 5:26:59 PM
OOC(Spending my lonely little hero point for a second chance... whew) Milo's face twitches, and his brow furrows as if in extreme concentration. A gasp of air fills the halfling's lungs, and a low growl can be heard emanating from his diminutive chest. The pallor of his skin slowly begins to revert to normal. He speaks in a ragged growl, almost as if he is fighting back the toxin by will alone, "...there is a potion in my pack... I need the potion..."
Figment Monday November 1st, 1999 5:49:59 PM
marvels as he witnesses the artistic yet gruesome project before him. Determined as ever to find a way to kill this thing he continues down the catwalk. In a moment of inspiration the wily mage calls to Ingrge "The tower. Look for an entrance to the tower - the mechanism powering the clock may also be powering this thing. That would be the place to sabotage it. Then we can continue our search of this place without worrying about things dropping from the ceiling.".
Shadrach Monday November 1st, 1999 6:29:59 PM
Shad caught up to K'Nara and stared at Milo. Something was wrong. The Hold Person spell didn't stop breathing, and Milo didn't look that wounded. "Hold him up," Shad directed, and began rummaging hurriedly into the halfling's backpack. If he found a potion, he fed it to Milo, working his throat if he couldn't swallow. "Anybody know purgatives?"
K'nara Monday November 1st, 1999 10:16:59 PM
K'nara supported the halfling as Shadrach searched for and found a potion. "Ingrge--any sign of our attacker? I do hope that was him, her or it that got crunched up before! Serve 'em right!" Her hazel eyes darted around the perimeter, doing a head count which came up one short. "Hey...where's Fluet..? FLUET?!? Gods dammit!" the female fighter swore, scowling. "Olana...I think he's over there--can you go get him--CAREFULLY, of course? He's obviously still spooked from before."
Ingrge d20=18 Tuesday November 2nd, 1999 5:25:59 AM
On point and advancing steadily, Ingrge keeps an eye open for the mysterious opponent and any obvious or not so obvious methods of egress.
Olana Tuesday November 2nd, 1999 7:56:59 PM
The elf nods toward K'Nara and continues her search, moving smoothly through the machinery. Fluet had to be around somewhere, surely. Her bow is still drawn.
Flueterflam Wednesday November 3rd, 1999 4:23:59 AM
Fluet rubs himself where he bumped into the door. Then to himself, "Ooohh....dead people." He proceeds to open the door, and very not carefully walk through.
Clothes and Poison (DM) d20=15 d2=2 3d8(2+4+7)+3=16 d20=3 Wednesday November 3rd, 1999 4:49:59 AM
Olana catches a glimpse of Fluet’s backside disappearing into a doorway, beyond which is a room seemingly filled with clothes. From Fluet’s perspective, the volume of clothing is even more overwhelming. Fortunately, there are no dead bodies in sight -- this is some type of wardroom, filled with various vintage costumes to overflowing capacity. A dim light filters in from somewhere above, providing scant views. Flueterflam is quickly lost in the swish of cloth as he plows ahead to a ladder leading upward. Way overhead, he sees the ponderous swaying of a long brass pendulum. Something sharp bites into his arm for 2 hps of damage, and he must save vs. poison. Meanwhile, Shad’s administration of the potion seems to make Milo a bit perkier (he gains 16 hps), and then the after-effects of the poison kick in, rendering Milo weak as he suffers 20 hps of damage (leaving him with a total of 1 hp) (FYI: The potion allows a temporary increase above maximum hit points, but the lingering effects of the poison brought it back down). Milo is able to milk out the remaining silvery sheen of poison, which he recognizes as being silver-mercurium -- something that easily runs 1,000 gp per ounce on the black market. He suffers no further damage.
Figment Wednesday November 3rd, 1999 5:07:59 PM
amazed at the length of the catwalk, the mage wonders if the house goes on forever... He continues until it ends.
Shadrach d8=5 Wednesday November 3rd, 1999 8:47:59 PM
Shad cursed as Milo's skin tone pinked and then turned blue again. He went fishing in the bag on his belt, pulling out an old potion, and fed it to the halfling.(5hp from potion of healing)
Ingrge Wednesday November 3rd, 1999 11:12:59 PM
still advancing and looking
Milo Wednesday November 3rd, 1999 11:57:59 PM
Milo looks up and smiles gratefully, if not weakly at Shadrach and K'nara, "Hey thanks guys... Shad, lemme see my empty potion bottle." Taking the potion bottle, Milo attempts to harvest any of the silvery toxin that he can, as he milks it from the fading wound. He mutters under his breath, "Two can play that game."
Flueterflam d20=8 Thursday November 4th, 1999 1:46:59 AM
Not succeeding in warding off the poison, Fluet feels the tingling begin to move through his body. Although it seems somewhat strange to whomever may hear him, "Yes, this....feeling....I know..closer to the........dead...p...p...eople...." He continues to walk. He doesn't know where he's going. The poison and 'condition' he's in carry him on to his goal, as well as in and out of reality. He starts to stumble, and suddenly doesn't have a clue what's going on.
Olana Thursday November 4th, 1999 1:53:59 AM
Seeing Fluet disappear through a door, Olana waves and yells to the others. "He's here. He's found a door!" As soon as she catches her companions' attention, she will move through the doorway and into what looks like a large closet full of clothes. Her stomach still feels somewhat jittery, expecting to find horrors at every turn, and Fluet's distant whisperings of "dead people" aren't helping at all. She moves - bow first, ready to shoot anything that doesn't look like Fluet, her eyes scanning here, there and everywhere.
Levers and Clothes (DM) d20=3 Thursday November 4th, 1999 7:49:59 AM
Figment successfully navigates to the far end of the house, and discovers a series of what look to be control levers on a panel, although they don’t seem to be labeled…due to the noise of the machinery, he does not hear Olana’s shout. However, everyone else does hear. Fluet collapses amongst the racks of clothing, and disappears from view. Olana, standing in the room, spins about, keeping her armed bow ready for action, but the mass-swaying of clothes prevents her from pinpointing the source of the disturbance. Meanwhile, Milo, fully coming around, realizes just how deadly this poison is, and that to try containing it would expose him to further poisoning. Belatedly, he packs away the bottle.
Figment d20=3 Thursday November 4th, 1999 6:50:59 PM
begins to examine the system of levers. He looks behind and around the panel to try and determine what each lever does (made intelligence check plus has engineering NWP). Before attempting a shutdown the mage carefully looks at the levers and surrounding walls and gears for any potential traps. Once satisfied he then begins pulling levers to attempt and shut down the machinery.
Ingrge Friday November 5th, 1999 1:49:59 AM
Ingrge turns at Olana's call and hears Fluet fall. As he heads back to them to aid the he keeps his eyes open for any other movement that is occurring that does not belong to the party.
Olana Friday November 5th, 1999 8:10:59 PM
Seeing Ingrge approaching, she smiles with relief and says "Careful Ingrge - Fluet's in here somewhere, he's amongst all these clothes on the floor, but I suspect our enemy is very near too - armed with poison going off Milo's reaction. Unless you've a better suggestion - do you want to find him while I stay close and keep guard with my bow? I have some healing potions in my pouch if we need it."
Milo Friday November 5th, 1999 11:08:59 PM
Looking over at Ingrge, "Olana has judged correctly... they are indeed using a most deadly toxin." Milo heads towards Flueterflam in order to get a look at the levers he has found.
Shadrach Saturday November 6th, 1999 6:21:59 AM
Shad furrowed his dark eyebrows and looked Milo carefully over for further signs of weakness. He gave him a smile and patted him on the back. "Speak up if you need any more help, ok?" Nodding to K'Nara, he said, "I'll go see about Fluet," and he moved to where Olana had shouted.
Flueterflam d20=14 Saturday November 6th, 1999 11:04:59 PM
[re-rolled save using hero point] Fluet, with his last remaining ounce of strength, attempts one last time at warding off the poison. Although he succeeds, he is temporarily too tired to do anything else (for the rest of the round). He just sits for a moment, trying to regain his energy and breath.
Re-Introducing: Madam Colsum (DM) d20=17 d20=3 d20=11 d20=13 Sunday November 7th, 1999 12:56:59 AM
Fluet struggles mightily with the poison, and manages to resist out-right death. However, the dregs of the poison are more than a match for him, and he quickly drops into unconsciousness (currently at a -8 hps). At almost the same moment, Ingrge and Olana spy Fluet’s legs sticking out from under one rack of the clothing -- some sort of women’s wear, perhaps? Shad & Milo enter the room, and both manage to glimpse the huge girth of Madam Colsum, decked out in a black lace dress and wearing some wicked 5" heels, bearing down on Olana from behind with a stiletto blade. Somehow, the blade becomes entangled in Olana’s bowstring, yanking it from Madam’s grasp. The blade goes flying, lost somewhere in the sea of clothes. At this opportune moment, Figment has managed to (easily) determine the master lever, and promptly shuts down the whole works, leaving a vacuum of silence -- quickly pierced by Madam Colsum’s despairing wail. Figment will not be able to reach the room for two rounds. K’nara will need one round before she is able to enter. The other four conscious heroes will be able to act immediately.
Ingrge 3d8(4+4+4)+3=15 Sunday November 7th, 1999 1:59:59 AM
Almost simultaneously hearing the unhappy wail and the sad twang of a cut bowstring, followed by a sudden silence, Ingrge chancing that his compatriots can take care of things for a moment quickly gets to Fluet rummages thru his backpack to find one of his remaining extra -healing potions. Not really knowing whether he is alive or dead Ingrge tries coaxing the potion down Fluet's throat. (returning 15 hps)
K'nara Sunday November 7th, 1999 7:45:59 AM
To the warrior woman's perspective, the room goes silent and then she hears a scream from the direction that Fluet and Olana went into. "FIGMENT! TROUBLE!" she bellowed to the mage at the opposite end of the works, then paused a moment to decide whether to leave Milo there or not. Then K'nara leaped to her feet, drawing her sword and running for the door that Fluet, Olana and Ingrge disappeared through...
Milo d20=5 d20=5 d20=7 Sunday November 7th, 1999 5:02:59 PM
Getting the full view of Madam Colsom in drag, "MY WORD!" Milo steps out of the doorway, anticipating K'nara's charge, and launches three darts into the air at Madam.
Figment d20=2 d20=14 Sunday November 7th, 1999 5:47:59 PM
smiles as the machinery shuts down - that is until the wail of that Banshee Colsum and K'Nara's warning. Without a second to spare the agile mage hurls himself down the catwalk at top speed (made 2 Dex checks for 2 rounds). He looks to see if he can actually see Colsum through the door at the far end. That is, if he can see the door.
Shadrach d20+3=18 Sunday November 7th, 1999 6:10:59 PM
"OLANA! BEHIND YOU!" Shad screamed as he came upon the scene too late. His face twisted in rage as he beheld the author of the horror in this house. "Witch!" He launched himself at Madame Colsum, dropping his trident to get hold of her. Who knew what secret doors and traps she could use in here? The priest showed unexpected agility as he somersaulted onto his hands, tackling her mid-section.(Hit AC2, unarmed attack, grappling rather than doing damage.)
Olana d20=19 d8+1=5 Monday November 8th, 1999 12:23:59 AM
Feeling, rather than seeing something disturb her bow, Olana wheels around, pulling her sword - only to see a yelling Shad come flying in and tackling what looked remarkably like Madame Colsum. Then the machinery seemed to stop, but her blade was already moving toward the one who attacked her.(Hit AC1, 5 dam)
Fall of Colsum (DM) d20=7 d20=3 d20=3 d20=18 Monday November 8th, 1999 2:59:59 AM
In a fantastic feat of skill, the mage traverses the attic in one round, entering the clothing room immediately behind K’nara. Milo’s darts go wide, barely missing Shad’s tumbling form, who connects with Madam in a solid ‘thud’ -- sending both crashing to the floor. As she falls, Madam manages to claw at Shad with her fingernails, doing 1 point of damage and getting dangerously close to his left eye. A stoppered silver vial spins from Madam’s hands as she hits the ground with a grunt. Great cakes of makeup have smeared from her face, revealing a late middle-aged woman underneath. Almost as soon as the pair hit the floor, Olana’s attack lands true, and Madam Colsum’s labored breathing ends in a final ‘whoosh’, not unlike that make by bellows in a smithy. Meanwhile, Ingrge successfully administers the potion, bringing Fluet up to 6 hps. However, it will take a minute for Fluet to regain his bearings -- it is only the potency of the magic that allows him to recover from what would take most others a fortnight to rise from.
Flueterflam d20=17 Monday November 8th, 1999 4:30:59 AM
[Fluet finally manages to break free from obsession] It seems that being faced with the brink of death himself, he was able to overcome his insatiable fear of death. On top of that, recovering from the poison. Fluet will need some help for awhile, being very weak and tired. In fact, he begins to start dosing off immedi.......
Ingrge Monday November 8th, 1999 4:42:59 AM
Hey guys, you all want to watch it up there? We really don't want to get flattened down here by you all after avoiding all these puppets and there mistress. Ingrge will assist Fluet to his feet or carry him out which ever seems the most expedient.
K'nara Monday November 8th, 1999 8:15:59 AM
K'nara thudded heavily up to the scene, disappointed to see that Colsum was effectively unable to answer any questions about what the heck was going on. Then the glint of the silver-filled vial caught her eye and she sheathed her sword, bending over to pick it up. "Oh, ho...what's THIS?"
Shadrach Monday November 8th, 1999 4:23:59 PM
Shad stared at Madame's slack face, looking up at nothing. She wouldn't be telling anybody anything now. "Damn it." He shuddered and got away from the corpse, going to look at Fluet.
Milo Monday November 8th, 1999 5:30:59 PM
Moving quickly through the room, Milo attempts to retrieve his pitched darts. He gets a quick glimpse at Fluet as he moves along, and recognizing the sign of poisoning queries, "Fluet, who shot you... should we be looking out for somebody else up here?"
Figment Monday November 8th, 1999 6:17:59 PM
Seeing everything in hand the relieved mage exclaims "So! it looks like Colsum and Heuse were in this together. I would bet Heuse was the one who lubricated the cogs with his body. You may recall that we saw nobody else when we came up to the estate - at least not another living soul..." - the mage shivers visibly with the chills that come over him - "I would suggest we contact the authorities and let them handle the cleanup of this atrocity. Perhaps we could also look around a bit more and see if we can find more compensation for our trouble as well. I'm sure the late Madame is not bereft of riches and I think her estate owes us for our trouble. No need to let the authorities have it all.". If no further danger appears, the mage climbs the ladder - wanting to see the workmanship of the clock - from the inside. As he begins to climb he offers "I would also suggest we leave the poison. I would not want to sell it and cause another death, nor would I want to be caught with it. Just putting it down would be best, I think."
Olana Monday November 8th, 1999 10:17:59 PM
Still rather startled at what happened, Olana stares for a moment at Shad and the Madame, before saying to everyone "She dropped something ..... I saw it. Careful what you step on." She then hurriedly re-strings her bow, still looking around. "I'm not convinced that was Madame Colsum we saw earlier - seemed far too agile to me, so there still might be someone else."
Moody Blues (DM) d20=18 d20=15 d20=8 Tuesday November 9th, 1999 12:14:59 AM
K’nara retrieves the small silver vial, and notices it has some type of bib-applicator affixed to the top. The contents feel a bit too heavy to be water, and the slight-sloshing sound indicates that it is about half-full. Figment pushes his way past mounds of clothing to the ladder, and easily ascends to the next level, getting a close view of the massive pendulum, ponderously swaying to and fro. Also visible is a pair of large brass weights, each easily weighing over 200 pounds, connected to the clock above via a thick chain. Figment is twenty feet above the others, and has the option of stepping onto a workman’s platform (no egress from this level)for a look out of one of the small windows, or continuing up the ladder to the belfry. Looking at Madam’s corpse, Olana notices an eerie blue light starting to surround her body. It takes a moment, and then everyone notices a faint blue glow tingeing everything in the house. Olana also notices some nice jewelry: There’s a silvery fine-mesh hair net over the foot-tall beehive hairdo, inset with small rubies. And that pearl necklace around her neck is to die for (it’s so long it’s wrapped three times around her chin). Fluet, a little groggy, is able to stand up with the help of his friends.
Flueterflam Tuesday November 9th, 1999 1:16:59 AM
Fluet shrugs his shoulders, "I don't know who shot me." He looks around, trying to reorient himself with the world of the non-poisoned.
Shadrach d20=16 d100+3=13 Tuesday November 9th, 1999 3:06:59 AM
The priest had been ascertaining if Fluet's wound would require further treatment. Looking up at the sudden blue glow, he said, "Does anybody know what's going on?" Suddenly he pulled out some ivory sticks, jeweled in runes. He prayed for a minute or so, before throwing the sticks on the ground. "Will we do well if we stay and search the house?" (Cast Augury successfully)
Ingrge Tuesday November 9th, 1999 3:13:59 AM
Getting Fluet back to his unsteady feet and over to Shad, Ingrge notices the blue glow surrounding the body. "Ware magic, something is happening." Milo can you remove that hair net and necklace without touching with your body. Maybe by using something wooden??
K'nara Tuesday November 9th, 1999 12:54:59 PM
The woman warrior frowned at the vial, nonplussed, then noticed what Shadrach and Figment pointed out--that blue glow about Madam Colsum. She stepped back quickly, still clutching the container with the silver stuff in it. "Damnation! More foul magic?!?!?!?!"
Milo Tuesday November 9th, 1999 5:10:59 PM
Not wanting to miss the payoff, Milo moves quickly to crouch over Madam Colsom at her head. Pulling out a pair of darts, he quickly works at removing the hair net from her head, using the tips of the darts to dislodge the net and pull it away from her head without cutting it. "This is tricky stuff guys." If successful, he will then attempt to use the darts to hook and pull the necklace over her head.
Figment Tuesday November 9th, 1999 5:25:59 PM
forgoes a look outside and climbs on wanting to get a look at the clock in the belfry. He calls down to the others who appear to be dealing with magic of some kind. "I'm climbing up into the clock tower now. I want to see the clock and also to get a look at the city - just to make sure we indeed are where we are supposed to be - Plateau City. Call out if you need help with any magic you encounter.". Careful not to trip strings or touch liquid on the rungs of the ladder he ascends. Once in the belfry he admires the clock but looks for a window to see the city. Once satisfied he begins to look around the belfry trying to see what's there. Anything of value, perhaps?
Olana Tuesday November 9th, 1999 7:06:59 PM
After pointing out the jewels and whispering "Oooooh...." Olana spots Figment climbing up the steps. "I'll follow him," she says, still not convinced they've got all the bad guys. Glancing apprehensively at the blue glow that seems to be painting everything, she bites her lip, shivers and ascends quickly.
Many Views of Blues (DM) d20=9 d20=1 Tuesday November 9th, 1999 11:36:59 PM
The blue glow has become more pronounced, and Figment easily spots it on the ladder, walls, and clockworks. However, his attention is temporarily diverted by the breath-taking view of Plateau City spread out before him. He is barely able to tear his gaze away to study the belfry before Olana clambers up the ladder. Other than the exceptional work that went into constructing this clock, the only other thing of note is the small rookery filled with squawking black birds nested near the huge iron bell. Both heroes at the top need to make a perception check. Down below, in the relatively darker area of the clothes room, all walls, door, and Madam’s body are now bright enough to read by. Shad, gazing at the tossed sticks, appears to read some message in its patterns. Meanwhile, Milo successfully extracts both hairnet and necklace from Madam’s body. The glow does not seem to cling to these two items, nor to the clothing hanging on the racks surrounding you.
Figment d20=7 Wednesday November 10th, 1999 12:18:59 AM
easily figures out whatever is going on (made perception). He quickly shoos any birds that get in his way as he looks into the rookery for any "pretties" the birds may have picked up - as they are prone to do such things. Looking at the prominent blue glow bothers him. "Olana, I am worried about this glowing. I would say it's about time to leave.". [OOC: Remember Shad's Augury...]
Shadrach Wednesday November 10th, 1999 6:24:59 AM
The glazed expression on the priest's face transformed to a stupefied look. He stuttered, "Uhhhhhh, um, Goddess says we oughta hurry up." He looked around as if surprised, then lit out for the catwalk, deciding he didn't want to know what the goddess of disasters thought would be bad for them.
Olana d20=2 Wednesday November 10th, 1999 5:47:59 PM
Olana nods at Figment. "Yes, I think you're right," she says, glancing around apprehensively.(Made perception)."At least there seems to be no one lurking up here." She stays with Fig, on guard while he appropriates whatever there is, and then will follow back down the steps quickly.
Milo Wednesday November 10th, 1999 6:59:59 PM
Stuffing the loot into a pouch, Milo looks up grinning, "Last one on the lawn is dragon kibble." He bolts for the door, taking the appropriate caution on the catwalk, but once he is clear of it, he runs for all his worth.
Ingrge Wednesday November 10th, 1999 7:07:59 PM
moving over to the entry that Olana and Figment just went up, Ingrge motions for K'nara to help Fluet back along the cat walk. "I'll bring up the rear and get these guys moving as well. Ingrge shouts up through the trapdoor, "Figment, Olana, Get a move on Shad has gotten a negative reading about staying in this place any longer, so Lets move out NOW."
K'nara Wednesday November 10th, 1999 8:55:59 PM
Immediately K'nara was at the foot of the ladder that Figment and Olana had climbed, bellowing up in a VERY loud voice: "You two HEAR that? Let's MOVE!" The human bladesinger stayed only as long as it took to make sure that Olana and Figment both came back down, determined to shoo the rest of the party out ahead of her so that she could adequately cover the rear of the party's retreat...though she still did NOT like the idea of having to leave without finding out the entire truth of what Colsum had truly had on her mind when she "hired" the party in the first place.
The Big Bang (DM) Thursday November 11th, 1999 1:52:59 AM
Before Figment gets a chance to shoo the birds, the blue-ness intensifies and then disappears with a loud ‘BANG’, followed by a tremor rippling through the estate. The birds take flight. From his vantage point, Figment has difficulty spotting any items in the nest (it is 12 feet up to the rafters), but he does realize that the clock is exclusively powered by the pendulum, meaning that the gear works below are powered by... Meanwhile, Olana, glancing about, notices that the blue glow (now gone) had extended to the rooftops, grounds, and fence of the estate. The rest of the group scrambles through the attic, with Shad leading the way -- he manages to make it to the room with the frayed coat by the end of the round, with Milo close at his heels.
Shadrach Thursday November 11th, 1999 3:43:59 AM
Down the stairs, out the door and down the hall! Shad paused to look around, to make sure people were coming.
Figment d20=3 d20=7 d20=9 d20=11 Thursday November 11th, 1999 5:27:59 AM
frowns at his foolishness as he races down the ladder (Olana said she went second). He shouts to Olana "It's the power supply for the gears in the attic! I'm afraid it's going to blow! Hurry!" He puts his feet on the outside and slides down it like it was a pole, braking nicely and hopping off at the bottom (made dex check by a bunch). He then races after everyone else at breakneck speed down the catwalk, through the hall and down the stairs (lots of dex checks).
Ingrge Thursday November 11th, 1999 5:38:59 AM
Ever vigilant Ingrge waits until figment and Olana get down and moving and then hurries after them letting K'nara follow as she will. He needs no urging to hurry as he has had a bad feeling about this place since before they showed up.
Figment Thursday November 11th, 1999 11:28:59 PM
Note: Figment grabs the war hammer in the bedroom as he goes by...
Milo Friday November 12th, 1999 12:05:59 AM
As Shadrach pauses to quickly check the progress of the others, Milo who was hot on his heels, cruises right on by... into the hall, down the stairs and out the front door.
Flueterflam Sunday November 14th, 1999 2:14:59 AM
Fluet races along with help. He gets a bad feel about whatever it is that is going on. Since he rather confused about the whole situation, he tries not to think about it, just to keep moving.
Olana Sunday November 14th, 1999 7:10:59 AM
Olana makes haste, following Figment down the ladder, and runs along with the others.
K'nara Sunday November 14th, 1999 8:20:59 AM
The female fighter brought up the rear, practically growling her frustration at the unsolved mystery they were being forced to abandon, but it was imperative that her party live to snoop another day. She raised an eyebrow at Figment's quick stop at the bedroom with the (relatively) recently deceased fighter in it, then mentally shrugged. That hammer could help to identify the woman later, hopefully...provided that the rest of them all got out in one piece...
The Round After the BANG (DM) d12=3 2d6(4+2)=6 d12=1 d6=3 d20=2 d20=14 d20=2 d20=14 Sunday November 14th, 1999 1:46:59 PM
Figment neatly slides down the ladder into the room of clothing, and manages to get back into the machine-filled attic. Without warning, gears, bars, and rods start swinging out onto the catwalk -- Figment will need to save vs. Dexterity to avoid 3 hp dmg. Meanwhile, Olana, coming down the ladder, barely manages to exit the belfry before the huge iron swings in a resounding ‘BOOOONNGGG’ -- Olana needs to save vs. Death Magic to avoid temporarily deafness. She manages to get halfway down the ladder when one of the large clock counterweights swings out, barely missing her head, and breaking the ladder off above her -- save vs. Dexterity to hold on (failure means falling for 6 hp dmg into the clothing room). K’nara , still in the clothing room, takes in the strange events from both above and out in the attic. Meanwhile, at the other end of the race to the exit, Milo and Shad are neck-and-neck at the end of the hall, near the staircase, when behind them, spears begin descending from the ceiling. Ahead on this same level, the sound of piano wire snapping can be heard coming from the banquet hall. As the two head down the marble steps, both spot bodies shambling from the dance hall below, heading for them! Pieces of broken wiring dangle from various joints on their bodies, and an evil gleam now pierces their eyes. As the rest of this is occurring, Ingrge focuses on helping Fluet navigate through the attic, and both manage to get into the room of the frayed coat before the craziness begins. Ingrge is just behind Fluet, coming down from the trap door leading to the attic, when it (the door) slams against Ingrge for 1 point of dmg -- save vs. Dexterity to avoid tumbling to the floor below for 3 additional points. Fluet is far enough down to avoid both Ingrge and the door. Looking towards the now-spear-filled hallway, both see the door slam shut with a ‘THUD’, trapping them in the servant's quarters.
Figment d20=10 Sunday November 14th, 1999 6:26:59 PM
avoids the gears as he heads straight for the entry to the next floor down. He moves with haste as things get worse around them. He looks back to make sure Olana and K'Nara make the door. He continues to move forward but not so fast as to lose sight of them. (OOC: the hammer was left at the bottom of the ladder heading into the attic. That is where Figment picks it up. No detour necessary.).
Figment Sunday November 14th, 1999 11:00:59 PM
when he gets to the trap door leading to the next room he attempts to open it before descending...
Olana d20=20 d20=6 Monday November 15th, 1999 12:20:59 AM
The huge "BOING" rings in her ears for a moment, before they return to normal, and she manages to drop and crouch, doing no harm - as the ladder breaks. "Oh my!" she exclaims. "The whole thing seems to have started up again!" The elf will try and pick her way along the catwalk, while yelling on ahead. "Fig! Figment! How did you stop this??"
Flueterflam Monday November 15th, 1999 1:12:59 AM
"UUUhhhhh....that isn't good, is it?"
Milo Monday November 15th, 1999 2:40:59 AM
Any thoughts of turning back and helping his friends fly from Milo's mind as he sees the walking dead headed his way, "Holy Shnickeys Shad!" Milo runs for all he is worth towards the front door, and freedom, blind terror etched across his face.
Ingrge d20=5 Monday November 15th, 1999 4:49:59 AM
being hit by the door sends Ingrge propelling forward and with unbelievable elven grace, manages to turn a pratfall in to a fairly nice forward flip which he manages to land without stumbling on the floor and on both feet looking back at Fluet, he shakes his head and with a wry grin says, My that first step is a doozy." Ingrge will then take stock of the situation in the servants' room.
Shadrach Monday November 15th, 1999 5:26:59 PM
"AAAAAAAA!" Shad screamed in rank terror. He began to babble, "Colsum, it's her! Her ghost is bringing all the puppets to life! She's trying to kill us all!" Wailing, he stumbled after Milo. (Any windows without bars nearby?)
Figment d20=6 Monday November 15th, 1999 5:38:59 PM
somehow manages to open the jammed trap door leading to the second floor. Seeing Ingrge and Fluet he exclaims "Can you open that door? This one was stuck? The gears are running again so I would bet the spears will prevent our escape. Perhaps we should try and turn off the gears again or find an outside window from the attic?!". Figment places his weight against the door to prevent it from closing again. He looks for some way to bar it or wedge something in it so it won't shut.
Olana Monday November 15th, 1999 5:45:59 PM
The elf dodges and weaves along the catwalk, frantically looking for the levers that will stop this horrible machine. She attempts to head in the direction she thought Figment went before.
Milo d20=19 Monday November 15th, 1999 11:21:59 PM
Milo hits the front door, and pulls on the handle for all he is worth, though it avails him naught. Terror etched across his face, Milo turns to Shadrach and practically screams while tugging on the doorknob futilely, "Shadrach.... help me!!!"
Ingrge d20=16 Tuesday November 16th, 1999 4:55:59 AM
Ingrge at figments question goes over to the door and with a might elven heave tries to open the door and succeeds only in all but pulling his arm out of joint. Turning to Fluet and figment, Ingrge says ah well I guess feats of strength aren't my forte this day, and then steps aside to let someone else try.
Keep'em separated (DM) d12=1 d12=9 4d20(7+17+6+17)=47 d6=3 d6=2 Tuesday November 16th, 1999 5:49:59 AM
Olana makes it down the ladder, out of the clothes room, and into the gear-filled attic. Strangely enough, not all of the device is in motion -- it is only this or that piece that seems to assume a life of its own as it strikes out at those running through the area. Olana and K’nara will need to save vs. Dexterity to avoid 1 hp of damage from flying metal pieces. Figment, casting about, decides the hammer at the foot of the stairs is the best item to prop the attic trapdoor open; this door seems willed to slam shut, but Figment is successful in holding it back. Fluet and Ingrge, in the room with Figment, distinctly hear the crashing of spears in the hallway beyond, and the screams of their companions on the first floor: Milo and Shad are both in the entrance foyer, standing before a seemingly blocked door (Shad has a chance this round to try to wrench it open, or the two may combine their efforts; or they may choose to face the face the countless hoards of walking dead and fight, since they are currently cornered). Two of the hideous dead attack Milo and one gouges him in the left arm for 3 points of dmg; and two others attack Shad, with one slicing his thigh for 2 points of damage (If Shad and Milo manage to wrench the door open, they'll be able to slip out without further mishap).
Flueterflam d20=5 Tuesday November 16th, 1999 6:38:59 AM
Fluet looks around, then suddenly focuses on the door alone. With two steps aiding in his journey to the door, he slams an entire side of his body into the door. His attempt succeeds at two things, forcing the door open and knocking all the sense out of him momentarily. He just sits/lies on the floor for a minute after the blow.
Shadrach d20=16 Tuesday November 16th, 1999 8:09:59 PM
"AAh!" Shad struggled to slam his shoulder into the door. "Milo, help me!" (Failed by 5, unless Milo's help can combine)
Figment Tuesday November 16th, 1999 8:40:59 PM
wedges the hammer into place so that the trap door cannot close. Seeing the spears in the hall he says "Perhaps we could get out by lowering ourselves down from the attic into one of the other rooms or maybe there is an outside access somewhere? I don't think the hall looks like a good idea.". He makes sure Olana and K'Nara make it. He also looks at the gears for any clue as to how and jam them good.
Milo d20=6 Tuesday November 16th, 1999 10:14:59 PM
Strength powered by fear drives the halfling as he backs up a few steps and launches himself into the door at the same time as Shadrach hits it.(Made open doors roll by 1) As the door bursts open, Milo runs screaming into the front yard.
Ingrge Wednesday November 17th, 1999 2:39:59 AM
"well......." ::looking around the room for a window:: I don't feel much like shish-K-bob meat myself, so I am all for finding an alternative route out. I don't suppose any of you just happen to have a dispel magic spell or scroll by any chance?"
Olana d20=7 Wednesday November 17th, 1999 2:57:59 AM
(Made dex) Olana runs along the catwalk, looking for those levers that will switch of the infernal machine. If she can't find them quickly, then she will return with all speed (machinery permitting) to the others.
Keep'em separated (DM) d12=4 d20=13 d20=3 d20=16 Wednesday November 17th, 1999 4:48:59 AM
Milo and Shad manage to make it out of the mansion and onto the lawn. As they clear the building, with the dead streaming out behind them, they hear the slam of wooden doors off to the left. Looking that way, they see that the carriage house doors stand open, and the black carriage that Madam Colsum had ridden in earlier is rolling out of it’s own accord. The black horses that originally pulled it bolt from around it, making for the iron gates. Looking beyond the walls of the compound, the two heroes notice a slight shimmer in the air, and what look like wisps of fog starting to rise up from the ground outside of the estate. As the horses approach the gate, the bars swing shut, causing the equines, mad with fear, to veer off, galloping about the yard. The animated carriage turns and heads for Milo and Shad. Meanwhile, up in the attic, Olana finally makes it to the control panel. However, it appears that none of the main gears and shafts are actually engaged -- it is as if this or that part has become animated, independent of any controls. Both she and K’nara will need to make additional Dexterity checks, as heavy metal pieces detach themselves and hurl toward the two (suffer 4 hp dmg if save failed). Meanwhile, to the remaining three heroes standing in the butler’s quarters, it is obvious that, while they could dodge through the forest of gnashing spears, damage would be unavoidable -- Fluet is in bad-enough shape that he probably wouldn’t survive that gauntlet. You all watch as the door he bashed open is rendered splinters within a few seconds. Figment, thinking back to his long journey through the attic, doesn’t recall any other egress. And going further up would require rope and/or climbing gear...
Figment Wednesday November 17th, 1999 6:09:59 PM
"Is there any chance of pounding through the wall there into the bedroom next door? We could then exit without becoming pin cushions.". He raps on the wall between the rooms trying to figure out how thick it is and where the studs might be (using engineering skill).
K'nara d20=9 d20=17 Wednesday November 17th, 1999 8:25:59 PM
K'nara frowned at the frenetic activity around her. "The damned place has gone crazy!" she scowled as she and Olana dashed over, around and through the bits and pieces of the mechanical maelstrom (made both her Dexterity checks). The spears made her frown, but she knew that they had to get to Fluet, who was obviously far too battered to survive such a gauntlet. "I have a potion that should help Fluet...let's time this and then dash over to his room so I can administer it to him." The human bladesinger grits her teeth, gages the timing on the deathtrap and then--when she felt she had the best chance of suffering the least damage, hurled herself forward, racing for the room that the bard was recovering in...
Milo Wednesday November 17th, 1999 10:56:59 PM
"Shad follow me!" Milo shouts as he breaks away from the animated carriage, and towards the closing gate. As he gets nearer, he eyes the gate, looking for a handhold, or purchase he could use to climb over the thing.
Shadrach d20=19 Thursday November 18th, 1999 12:46:59 AM
"No! We can jump on top of the carriage so it won't hurt us!" Shadrach stood his ground, and leaped just as the carriage came at him--only to trip and fall flat on his face.
Ingrge d20=10 d20=14 Thursday November 18th, 1999 3:12:59 AM
Taking the non response from Figment and Shad as a negative, Ingrge peers out the door at the spears to see if they are made of wood or metal. If he notices that they are made of wood, he is going to take out a flask of oil, his bow, two arrows and some cloth from an old shirt. Then he will make two flame arrows and toss the oil flask towards the ceiling with the intent of coating several of the wooden spears as possible, at which time he will light his two arrows and attempt to light the oiled up areas, hoping to burn up at least some of the spears.(hits AC2 and AC-2)
The spinning of wheels (DM) 3d6(2+4+5)=11 d20=3 d20=17 d20=17 Thursday November 18th, 1999 4:29:59 AM
Milo easily sprints to the closed iron gate, and sees that he’ll be able to climb over quickly enough. However, Shad’s cry causes him to look back and spy his friend, prone on the ground, just as Shad is run over by the midnight carriage, causing 11 points of damage, and leaving him very sore (and perhaps unconscious -- roll vs. Constitution to be able to remain awake next round) at 0 hps. Because of its momentum, the carriage continues on, and works to circle around for another pass, nearly hitting the two horses as it swings in a maddening arc. Meanwhile, back in the attic, both Olana and K’nara manage to avoid more flying gears and work their way down to the servant’s quarters on the 2nd floor, where the other three, Ingrge, Figment, and Fluet, continue to debate the best course of action. Out in the hallway on the 2nd floor (not up in the attic), the spears continue stabbing up and down. Ingrge sees that they are of iron -- but a foreboding feeling steals over him - even if they were of wood, it would take too long to clear the way... Meanwhile, Figment has finished his examination of the walls, and concludes that, unlike the typical house construction used by more modest folk, this mansion was built to last. Beyond the plaster, the walls must be made of solid stone -- perhaps six to twelve inches thick! Outside, beyond the gates, the mists continue to coalesce.
Shadrach d20=1 Thursday November 18th, 1999 4:18:59 PM
Shad gasped more than screamed as the wheels crushed his bones. Lying on the ground, his hands shook as he tried to roll over. Then he saw the carriage coming back. Not to mention the puppet undead beyond it. He croaked, "Milo, stay back!" Then he surrendered his spirit to Donyra, his body POOFING into white mist.(Turn to Gaseous Form)
Milo d20=3 d20=5 d20=6 d20=5 Thursday November 18th, 1999 5:14:59 PM
Not realizing that Shadrach is capable of turning gaseous Milo screams, "SHADRACH!" With red in his vision, the halfling charges the ghostly carriage, tumbling to the side as it approaches. He launches three darts at the wheels in an attempt to gum up the works.
Olana Thursday November 18th, 1999 5:34:59 PM
Dodging and weaving, following K'Nara, the elf joins the others in a bit of a fluster. Assessing the situation for a moment, she asks "Hey, you know all those clothes we saw? Maybe they could be used as padding or something. If that speared hall is the only way out. Or - " she looks around. "Are there any pieces of furniture in here we could use as a shield, like a table...or a bed"
Description of Butler's Room (DM) Thursday November 18th, 1999 7:00:59 PM
A dust and cobweb free room, with only a few articles of furniture: A simple wood-frame bed, a wooden chair (over which the black servant's jacket is draped, and a small wooden credenza, atop which sits a pewter bowl filled with fruit, and a ceramic jug, full of wine.
Figment Thursday November 18th, 1999 7:11:59 PM
Frowning at his discovery in the wall, the determined mage offers another idea. "OK guys, I have another idea. Maybe if we bend one of the spears bad enough with that war hammer, it will prevent them all - or some from retracting. They are iron and so they should bend pretty easily with a steel hammer. We also have to stop the trap door from closing with something - or somebody else... I would suggest K'Nara or Ingrge use their fighting skill and give it a try.". Figment goes and gets the hammer - and uses the chair in the room to brace the trap door instead.
Olana Saturday November 20th, 1999 5:56:59 AM
Nodding at Figment, Olana walks over to the bed. "I'll check this bed - just in case it's strong enough for us to use as a shield maybe," she says, and does just that. But not before checking out the servant's jacket. Maybe there was a clue to this mess here too.
Ingrge Saturday November 20th, 1999 6:09:59 AM
Looking at figment as if he has lost his marbles, Ingrge looks up and says let me get this straight, you want me to go out in that hallway with a weapon I don't know how to use and while dodging all those jabbing spears try and hit several so that they bend. And you want me to do this with the protection of my leather armor? No thank you. I think I will ponder another way out of this mess. Ingrge then wanders over to the credenza and looks at it and the items on it.
K'nara Saturday November 20th, 1999 4:15:59 PM
Now that she was finally face-to-face with the sight of the iron spears of the hallway of doom, K'nara realized that her initial plan was folly--too much damage in too little time...and Fluet still needed help. "Can't go through...no way over or under...how about around..?" she murmured, thinking hard. "Is there a window to climb out and around the outside of the house..?"
Flueterflam Saturday November 20th, 1999 8:42:59 PM
Fluet looks around confused, the blow had knocked a lot of sense out of him. He looks to Ingrge and Figment, "Is there anyway out? There's gotta be a way." He rakes his own mind for any idea of getting out.
Heated, stormy debates (DM) d20=20 d20=3 d20=20 d20=8 Saturday November 20th, 1999 10:23:59 PM
A subterranean vibration, too low to be heard, touches the soles of your feet. Out in the yard, Milo’s darts momentarily lock up one of the wheels of the carriage, and it careens towards the mansion, stymieing the efforts of the undead trying to reach the halfling. The cloud formerly known as Shadrach manages to drift away from the brunt of the action, gliding toward the rapidly mist-filling gates. Milo notes that this cloud has not lost its cohesion, and that it is moving against the wind. Looking up, the thief realizes that the wall of fog (surrounding the estate) now reaches roughly halfway up the sky. Meanwhile, in the Butler’s room, the group continues its debate. The following is determined: The furniture may manage to survive for a round in the pounding of the spears, perhaps affording protection for 2 or 3 people; Nothing of note (pun intended) is located in the coat; for whatever reason, a window was never provided in this room. The only windows that come to mind are the one across the hall, in the room of the dead warrior, and the windows up in the bell tower, halfway up on the work scaffolding area (the top of the tower is now inaccessible, since the ladder leading upward was smashed by the metal counterweights). Either of these windows would require some type of rope to exit safely. Suddenly (in the room), the air temperature soars upward with a blast of heat from every direction -- rather than a cozy 70 degrees F, it’s now somewhere closer to 200 degrees. Everyone takes a single point of damage in the oven-like conditions, and the heat remains unabated. Meanwhile outside, menacing clouds immediately boil up out of the clear blue, filled with rushing winds. Milo and Shad need to make perception checks.
Shadrach d20=7 d100=1 Sunday November 21st, 1999 4:10:59 PM
(Not sure if it's a d100 or d20) He swirled and slid across himself, a little delirious with pain. Vaguely, he noticed the clouds darkening overhead and wondered, *How could one woman's death cause so much chaos?* Wondering what was with the rising mist, he drifted thataway.
Figment Sunday November 21st, 1999 6:28:59 PM
jumps at the sudden increase in temperature. "OK forget that, lets jump out the tower window. It will hurt but we'll live. We can't survive the spikes or the heat for sure.". If there's no objections the mage climbs back into the attic and moves down the catwalk - hoping the heat is causing the gear-work to malfunction. He climbs the ladder to the tower and uncoils his rope.
Milo d20=19 d100=77 Sunday November 21st, 1999 6:50:59 PM
Not needing anymore encouragement, Milo dashes back to the gate, looking skyward for just a moment. Pulling the rope from his pack, the halfling holds one end, throwing the coil up over the iron obstruction. As the other end swings back down, he ties it off and pulls it tight. Looking back at the house one last time, Milo mutters to himself, "I'm sorry guys, I wish I could've gotten you out." He then turns back to the gate and prepares to climb.
Ingrge Monday November 22nd, 1999 12:39:59 AM
The blast of heat almost sends Ingrge to his knees as he braces himself against the heat he looks around and then at Figment and asks, Figment, Rather than go back up which I'm not sure we can from hearing all the ruckus up there, why not use the furniture to protect us to cross the hallway into the other room and try using our ropes out of a lower window.
Figment Monday November 22nd, 1999 12:58:59 AM
"Let's do it your way. I see no good answer here. I just felt the spears would be almost certain death.". He helps get the furniture for the daring dash.
Flueterflam Monday November 22nd, 1999 3:23:59 AM
Fluet holds his throat at the explosion of heat, finding it rather difficult to breathe. After recovering from the shock and pain of the heat, "We have to leave. Yes, let's use the furniture." He immediately begins to help the other two push the furniture into positions most suitable to stop the spears for as long as possible. Once they finish that, he will run to the room with the window with Ingrge and Figment.
Olana Monday November 22nd, 1999 4:05:59 AM
"Er......" The elf starts to look a bit panicky. "If I have to go in the room with that corpse...." Taking a deep breath, she then says, "Okay - Once I reach the room, I'm going to have to close my eyes, okay? So if someone can drag me to the window, then I have rope we can use. So long as I don't see it, I think I'll be alright." Biting her lip with determination, she helps the others with the furniture, preparing to make the mad dash.
Getting Smashed (DM) d20=3 Monday November 22nd, 1999 5:25:59 AM
Down in the courtyard, Shad manages to make his way through the gates and into the fog. Shad noted that the weather appearing overhead reminded him of some of those nasty thunderstorms that he saw back home...was that the beginning of a spout he saw forming? Meanwhile, the carriage has managed to regain control of its movement, and barely misses crushing Milo, who clambers upward, just as it smashes into the gate, sending wood flying in all directions. In a minute, the skillful rogue makes it completely over the barrier, disappearing into the mist beyond. The undead, following close behind the now defunct vehicle, mill about aimlessly for a moment near the gates, before turning and heading back toward the mansion. Meanwhile, serious spring-cleaning is occurring up on the 2nd floor, as the other heroes manhandle the bedroom furniture out into the hall. The chair splinters almost immediately, and the bed doesn’t hold up much longer, but the credenza proves to be quit sturdy, allowing the group to make a dash into the room of the dead warrior. Somehow, you’ve all managed to avoid any damage…perhaps due to the short distance. As you enter the room, the door slams shut behind you, and the dead warrior lunges from the bed at K’nara, using its crossbow as a club in an attempt to brain her. It misses.
Figment Monday November 22nd, 1999 6:32:59 PM
gets chills thinking about how bad that body is going to smell at 200 degrees. He lets the warriors handle the corpse - unless it looks like they need help - and he pulls out his rope, ties an end to the bed with a fast and efficient knot - avoiding the temptation to engineer a masterpiece - and drops the other end over the side. He waits to make sure the corpse is disposed of before he climbs down. He also looks out to see what's in the courtyard - not remembering if the window looks out to the front of the property or not.
Shadrach Monday November 22nd, 1999 11:10:59 PM
*Oh no* the disembodied priest thought. Things were going from bad to worse. He could only hope there was a limit to the duration of this destruction. At least, the halt of the undead puppets offered a respite. He tried to find Milo in the mist.
Ingrge d20=5 Tuesday November 23rd, 1999 12:05:59 AM
Seeing the corpse animate and attack K'nara, Ingrge takes a swipe at it with his staff from the Gold Dragons and somehow manages to get the staff tangled in the bed linens.
Olana Tuesday November 23rd, 1999 4:15:59 AM
Entering the room, Olana squeezes her eyes firmly shut, her stomach doing flips at the thought of being in the same room as that awful thing. "What's going on?? What's going on??" she yells as a scuffle starts.
Is change good?(DM) d20=5 Tuesday November 23rd, 1999 5:11:59 AM
Shadrach, while floating around in the mist, sees Milo run into it, but its pretty obvious that Milo wouldn't be able to tell the difference between the normal mist and Shad's mist. But both of them can see that the storm is getting worst, and Shad can definitely see a funnel of wind starting to form, but there doesn't seem to be any effects of bad weather in the cloud of mist. Meanwhile, up in the house, Figment has gotten the rope secured and ready to go, and looking out the window, he can definitely see the high winds starting to form into a funnel cloud(make a perception check Fig). everyone else can feel the winds gushing through the window. The undead warrior continues its attack with his crossbow on K'nara, but his swing goes wide, exposing his back to K'nara
Milo Tuesday November 23rd, 1999 5:28:59 AM
Noticing that the bad weather has no hold on the mists, Milo stops momentarily to catch his breath. Then, beginning uncertainly, and building, "shad...Shadrach... where are you... Shadrach..." muttering to himself, "How am I supposed to find a foggy priest in the fog..." panicking..."SHADRACH!!!"
K'nara d20=8 Tuesday November 23rd, 1999 1:18:59 PM
(OOC: forgot to add the +4 for the sword vs. Undead, so the roll above is 12, not including any "backstab bonuses" that may apply) K'nara, startled by the sudden animation of the warrior, nonetheless draws her sword and whirls the blade diagonally down and to her left, hoping to cut the zombie down before any of her party freaks out at the automaton's presence...
Ingrge d20+2=15 d6+1=6 Tuesday November 23rd, 1999 5:31:59 PM
Ingrge's staff finally gets untangled from the sheets and the force of the release swings the staff back towards the warrior and catches him right across the waist (15 hits AC3 for 6 points of damage). A little amazed by how that happened, Ingrge chuckles and watches as K'Nara's strike finds a home.
Shadrach Tuesday November 23rd, 1999 6:41:59 PM
He watched the funnel nervously, wondering if it was coming his way and would suck up his misty form, or was headed for the house. If so, destruction might actually allow those trapped inside to get out. He was distracted by Milo's yelling. Wanting to reassure him, Shad plunged into the halfling's clothes, ruffling around. (Should feel like a breeze under the clothes)
Olana Tuesday November 23rd, 1999 9:16:59 PM
The elf makes her way toward the breeze and hopefully the window, her eyes still squeezed shut, knowing full well if she opens them, and sees the corpse, she's liable to leap straight out of the window - no rope necessary, thankyouverymuch!
Figment d20=17 Tuesday November 23rd, 1999 11:25:59 PM
distracted by the wind is barely able to see what is going on outside (made perception check - barely). Seeing that K'Nara and Ingrge are handling the body, the mage grabs Olana as she careens toward the window. He puts her hands on the rope, helps her out of the window, and tells her to climb down. Unless he sees any reason not to (battle not concluded), the mage follows her down. He still tries to get a proximity of the window: Is it at the front of the property or the back?
Milo Wednesday November 24th, 1999 12:00:59 AM
His clothes moving and shifting about... Milo's eyes grow wide..."Dear me.... I'm possessed." Milo dances about wildly with his clothes puffing and rustling of their own accord. He begins to slap himself all over... "Away evil spirits... away." Getting a wild eyed look in his face, "My clothes are attacking me!!!"
Are we there yet(DM) Wednesday November 24th, 1999 2:11:59 AM
K'nara and Ingrge strike the warrior at the same time, bashing and cutting the thing into a little pile of goo. there is a moment of relief until they hear the undead in the previous room starting to move towards them. Meanwhile, Figment notices that the mist at the gate of the courtyard doesn't seem to be moving in the high winds, and that the funnel of wind is starting to get bigger and its starting to get lower to the ground. The window is right over the courtyard, 20 ft below. As he grabs Olana and helps her to the rope, Figment can tell it will be a difficult climb, but what choice does he have?(make a dex check at -1 to climb down, or thieving skills at -5%) Milo, feeling the mist that is Shadrach moving about in his cloths, panics a bit and starts moving through the mists(make a perception check Milo at -2, due to your panic).
Milo d20=15 Wednesday November 24th, 1999 5:03:59 PM
Realizing that he isn't actually being harmed, Milo stops dancing about and talks to himself, "This has got to be the strangest thing that has ever happened to me... it's almost worth writing home about..." shrugging his shoulders... "But... since I've never known anything to write home about... it is nothing to write home about... my dear, I'm going mad... " Milo turns about looking, and not seeing himself in any immediate danger, sits down, pulls off his backpack, pulls out his bag of raisins and begins eating.
Figment d20=9 Wednesday November 24th, 1999 7:11:59 PM
waits for Olana to make it far enough down the rope for him to begin. "The house will be consumed in the funnel forming outside! We must make the immediately or we are lost! Hurry!". He quickly slides down the rope relying on his sturdy calloused hands to endure the heat from the rope (Made Dex check).
Olana d20=11 Wednesday November 24th, 1999 7:52:59 PM
(Made Dex) Olana clambers down the rope as fast as she is able to, her eyes now open and taking in her surroundings. "Thanks!" she yells up to Figment, while sliding down. At the bottom of the rope she'll stay to help the others, if need be.
Flueterflam d20=16 Thursday November 25th, 1999 12:11:59 AM
Fluet, having waited for the other two to get down the rope, decides he'll follow. So he starts down the rope. (didn't make dex check)
K'nara d20=7 Thursday November 25th, 1999 12:03:59 PM
K'nara hastily wiped her blade as she growled to Ingrge: "Get your pointy-eared butt down that rope! Now!" She waited until the others were out before practically leaping out the window herself in order to escape the escalating sounds and vibrations made by the wailing undead and the discombobulating clockworks, managing to snag the rope and clamber down to the ground. "Everyone okay?"
Ingrge d20=9 Thursday November 25th, 1999 4:29:59 PM
At K'Nara's command, Ingrge turns back to her, grins and the scampers down the rope easily
Figment Thursday November 25th, 1999 7:06:59 PM
looks for the shortest distance to the fence - trying to choose a path clear of undead. Once found he races for the wall yelling for everyone else to do the same - and not waiting to see if they do.
Into the Courtyard
Where to go(DM) d4=2 Friday November 26th, 1999 1:38:59 AM
Everyone climbs down the rope safely, except for Flueterflam, who looses his grip the last few feet and takes 2pts of falling damage. Once everyone is gathered in the courtyard, they can see the shattered remains of the coach smashed up against the wall, but other than that, the way to the gate seems to be clean, about 80 ft away. A heave mist appears in the gate, but it doesn't seem to be disturbed by the high winds swirling around the area. Speaking of winds, there is a huge crash from behind the mansion, and everyone can see that the huge funnel of wind has just landed on the ground! It's about 60ft tall, 20ft wide, and heading towards the mansion quickly!. And to make matters worse, everyone can hear the groans of the undead at the window everyone just exited, and it looks like they are getting ready to jump out in order to pursue you! Meanwhile, Milo, having calmed himself a bit and having himself a little snack, may make another perception check, as may Shadrach
Figment Friday November 26th, 1999 5:54:59 AM
Seeing there isn't a moment to spare the mage races to the gate at top speed. Once there he begins to climb the gate. He uses the carriage if it makes it faster.
Milo d20=3 Friday November 26th, 1999 6:49:59 AM
With something sweet in his stomach, Milo thoughtfully gazes about the mist, trying to decide what to do next... He absentmindedly slips the rest of his raisins in his satchel and stands up, looking about calmly as he brushes himself off.(ooc... made it by a mile)
Shadrach d20=9 Friday November 26th, 1999 5:46:59 PM
Shad hovered around Milo, making him look like he was smoking. *Hey* he said silently, *the guys are outside!*
Ingrge Friday November 26th, 1999 8:44:59 PM
Reaching the ground, Ingrge takes a moment to access the situation and then heads to the gate as fast as possible (is there a gate house?)and then will check to see if it is locked or just closed.
K'nara Saturday November 27th, 1999 2:15:59 PM
Spotting the unwelcome undead massing at the window, the woman warrior scowled. "Damn...I was hoping to avoid this, but we can't have monsters like that running around loose..." K'nara reached for her sword, then was struck by a notion, and, instead, quickly shrugged off her backpack and burrowed into it, rummaging for and finding her flask of oil. It was not lamp oil, true, but the type used to keep her blade in tip-top shape...but it was quite flammable nonetheless. She gauged the approximate spot where the pursuing zombies would have to land and poured the contents of the flask into a large puddle on the ground, tossing the flask aside after it was empty. "Hey...anybody else got flammable liquid?" she asked as she drew her sword, uttering the command word to ignite it and then setting fire to the oil. "This should slow those zombies down a bit...now let's haul our butts outta here!" The human bladesinger nudged her group along, once more bringing up the rear so that she could defend their retreat.
Olana Sunday November 28th, 1999 6:48:59 PM
Watching K'Nara starting the fire, the elf runs and picks up a few pieces of the coach to hurl into the flames as added fuel. "Horrible place," she mutters to herself while doing so. "What a horrible place that was......" She is careful not to look up at the monstrosities at the window as she does so. Then - she will run for the gate, and climb or try and break through - anything to get away as quick as she can, the memories of the interior of the place crawling through her innards like worms.
Flueterflam Monday November 29th, 1999 1:19:59 AM
"OUCH, that hurt." After he gets up from the painful crash, Fluet brushes himself off. He looks back up at the house. Then he looks at the gate. He decides it would be a good idea to just get out of this place. So he begins to run for the gate.
Can I Go Home Yet(DM) Monday November 29th, 1999 2:13:59 AM
knowing that a truly horrible fate awaits them if they stay, everyone decided to make a break for the gate. everyone makes it to the gate except K'nara and Olana, whose efforts to set the fire causes them to be about 20 ft behind everyone else. once they get there, they can see that the gate is slightly open, as if someone has already gone through them into the mists beyond. K'nara and Olana's efforts to set the fire are successful, and not a moment too soon! as soon as Olana finishes feeding the fire, the first of the undead soldiers jumps, landing smack in the middle of the flames, catching on fire. three more also jump into the flames, creating a huge bonfire of flaming bodies. the high winds catch some of the burning pieces of dead flesh and scatter them all over the courtyard and the house, which ignites parts of the house. Milo, having wandered around the mists a bit, sees sunlight, of all things, gleaming through the mists, while Shadrach can "see" everyone else running towards the gate. and the twister moves closer to the house.......
Milo Monday November 29th, 1999 8:35:59 AM
Seeing the sunlight through the mist, Milo hollers, "HELLO SUNSHINE!!" That said, he dashes off towards the light, wanting nothing more than to leave the house of horror behind him.
Olana Monday November 29th, 1999 5:19:59 PM
The elf runs as fast as her nimble little legs can carry her - out, out and away.
Shadrach Monday November 29th, 1999 7:25:59 PM
Unable to resist his own curiosity, Shad trickles behind at the edge of the mists, watching the funnel head toward the house.
Figment Monday November 29th, 1999 9:01:59 PM
races to the gate thankful that it is open - unlike the doors in the house. He races through and tries to locate everyone in the party making sure everyone made it out.
Ingrge Monday November 29th, 1999 11:28:59 PM
already being at the gates, Ingrge steps thru the opening puts away his staff and draws his bow and nocks an arrow in order to cover the groups retreat/escape/withdrawal. As the house catches on fire, he nods his head and says out loud, "see I told you we should just have burned that place to the ground in the first place."
Flueterflam Tuesday November 30th, 1999 1:09:59 AM
Fluet goes through the gates. After walking through, he stops, turns around, and takes a final look at the house. "That was awful. I hope nothing like that ever has to happen to anyone else." He watches the fire for a few minutes before following everyone else.
Can I Go Home Yet(DM) Tuesday November 30th, 1999 1:53:59 AM
Milo starts to dash towards the sunlight, but just before he goes he hears Figment asking if everyone made it. everyone else has made it to the mists, except Shadrach, who watches the tornado engulf the flaming house, sending burning wreckage everywhere.
Milo Tuesday November 30th, 1999 3:59:59 AM
Screeching to a halt, Milo mumbles to himself, "Rot and bother... I bet they can't see the light." At that he perks up, grinning at the sudden jest. Then much louder, "OVER HERE!! I'm over here, there seems to be a way out of the mists this way... follow my voice!"
K'nara Tuesday November 30th, 1999 2:23:59 PM
K'nara hustled Olana along with everybody else off the premises. "Follow the sound of Milo's voice! Let's move!" She wasn't satisfied until they were at least 100 yards or so away from the boundary of the Colsum property. The human bladesinger had the nagging feeling that the tornado--or cyclone or twister or what-have-you--was magical in nature and did NOT want to be anywhere near the site that had seemed to draw the airspout's ire. She watched the tornado's progress from afar with thoughtful hazel eyes. "Soon as I'm sure there won't be any danger of any, ahhhhh, 'less than living' inhabitants of the house shambling along the city streets, then we're going back to the Inn." she told the others. "Too bad we couldn't figure out what the Madam's game really was...but at least we're all still here, eh..?"
Olana Tuesday November 30th, 1999 7:05:59 PM
Spurred on by K'Nara, Olana heads toward Milo's voice. No way was she looking back, her natural curiosity beaten back by her revulsion of what they'd just left.
Figment Wednesday December 1st, 1999 12:45:59 AM
The equestrian streak in the mage comes out and he tries to locate the horses - making sure they escape destruction if possible. He watches as the house is destroyed - wondering if the basement will survive...
Flueterflam Wednesday December 1st, 1999 1:02:59 AM
Fluet follows the others, feeling different. He now feels stronger, more confident in himself. Fluet doesn't know why, because of what he went through, but the feeling remains. The only reason he can pin on it, is that now he knows his strengths and weaknesses better now. Now he can control them.
Can I Go Home Yet(DM) d8=2 Wednesday December 1st, 1999 1:43:59 AM
Figment can not find any traces of the horses. everyone is able to hear Milo's voice easily, and soon everyone is gathered together, beaten up a bit, but otherwise ok. everyone can now see sunlight, which Milo notices is getting brighter. all of the sudden, as everyone is greeting everyone, a scroll case lands right in front of Flueterflam. on the case he can see the word "Redemable at the Temple of Karenthis-Plaetau City"
Shadrach Wednesday December 1st, 1999 1:54:59 AM
He'd finally turned to follow Milo's voice as the others ran through the gate. Perhaps the ruins could be searched later. A puff of mist detached from the strange mists surrounding Colsum's estate and entwined around Milo briefly.
Milo Wednesday December 1st, 1999 5:06:59 AM
Stepping over to glance at the scroll tube in front of Flueterflam, Milo bends over and reads the script, in a woefully serious voice, "Dear... this is tragic..." straightening his posture, he looks up at the bard grinning, "It seems that the priests of Karenthis have been skipping their studies... this spelling is atrocious... hrumph..." Looking around the group, "Shall we?" Milo jerks his head towards the sunlight.
Figment Wednesday December 1st, 1999 6:36:59 PM
Disappointed that the horses were lost, the mage watches the destruction of the house with regret and indignant disgust. "Such a fine structure - with wonderful architecture and complexity... Wasted! Maybe it was built well enough that part of it will remain after this unWoldly event. I think we should wait and see how it ends before we go to any temple.".
K'nara Wednesday December 1st, 1999 7:58:59 PM
The female fighter did a quick head count. "Heyyyyy...where's SHAD???" she gasped, looking around in alarm. "Milo--why are you smoking..? Are you being attacked?" Since her sword was already out and aflame, K'nara fell into a battle-ready stance, eyeing the obviously-unnatural mist that twined about the halfling.
Milo Wednesday December 1st, 1999 11:04:59 PM
Milo's eyes snap open in alarm, and both of his hands come up as if to ward off a blow, then his words tumble out faster and faster... "Whoooooaaa there... um... well... you see Shadrach, well he got hurt real bad... I ran over to help him, but he turned into mist... at first I thought he'd died or something... but I think that this mist around me is Shadrach... maybe its some kinda magic or something... perhaps Donyra is protecting him... either way, could you put that sword down... you're making me nervous....!!!" The halfling smiles weakly.
Olana Thursday December 2nd, 1999 1:18:59 AM
Olana gathers with the others, looking rather astounded as it is pointed out that Shad is now in mist form. "Well I never," she says, wide-eyed. "But.... won't bits of him float away or something? I think we'd better get him away from that nasty tornado thingy." She then bounces up and down on her toes, eager to be off.
Bright Light(DM) Thursday December 2nd, 1999 1:26:59 AM
as everyone talks, the sunlight gets brighter and brighter, and the mists seem to be getting weaker and weaker.....
Flueterflam Thursday December 2nd, 1999 2:31:59 AM
"Well it seems we need to get going. Otherwise our friend will become nothing. Does anyone know how to get to the temple?......" He looks at Milo, then the scroll, "Let me have that, it fell right in front of me. I'd say that it wasn't a coincidence." He gently takes the scroll from Milo, and checks it out himself. "Let's get out of this light."
Ingrge Thursday December 2nd, 1999 4:17:59 AM
Ingrge walks over to K'nara and whispers in her ear. "You know we really need to find something to do with all this cash we seem to be carrying. We are just asking for problems. What say you to heading back to the Inn and then using that as a base while we shop and do what needs to be done? I for one need some sleep and time to study as well as refresh my spell components.
Shadrach Thursday December 2nd, 1999 4:42:59 AM
Mischievously, the mist began to puff out little bits of itself, making it look for all the world as if Milo were indeed smoking. But Shad silently voted agreement for either a temple or a bed. What he could remember of his body ached and he was so tired.
K'nara Thursday December 2nd, 1999 7:23:59 AM
As the tornado seemed to be doing a good job at sucking up the manor and its undead occupants, K'nara paused a fraction of a moment before ordering the flames of her sword to abate. Then she sheathed the blade with a flourish, addressing Ingrge: "You're right...we need to assess exactly what we have and exactly what we need...and make plans to go home. This excursion to Plateau City--while *entertaining*--" she said this part rather sarcastically, "--has done nothing to help out the people of the Emerald Kingdom. Let's go see what this scroll is about and then get back to the Inn to rest and restock."
Olana Thursday December 2nd, 1999 5:26:59 PM
The elf nods. "An Inn would be wonderful. I need a bath, and my hair's all knotty," she says , ruefully glancing at her braid. She then follows the others, her queasy stomach feeling so much better.
Figment Thursday December 2nd, 1999 8:17:59 PM
watches until the storm abates. "I would be in favour of going to the Inn for a time. I could also be convinced to go to the temple first though. But before either I would STILL suggest we stay until the storm abates and see what is left of the house - just to be sure all the undead have been destroyed.". Figment watches the storm, trying to see what is happening to the house and if it looks like it is letting up as the mist subsides.
Brighter Light(DM) Friday December 3rd, 1999 1:45:59 AM
as the mists lift, everyone sees that there is nothing left of the mansion, just a big, empty lot. also, there isn't any evidence that there was a storm. It's like it didn't happen.....
K'nara Friday December 3rd, 1999 1:47:59 PM
Muttering about the mysteries of magic and what a big pain in the butt it could all be, the human bladesinger turns to the others in the group. "Let's go to the temple with the scroll, then go back to the inn." Then K'nara absently looked down at the vial that was still clenched in one hand. "Perhaps somebody could identify what THIS is for us, too." she commented softly, frowning slightly, because if it was poison or evil magic in any way, she was going to get rid of it as quickly and safely as possible.
Ingrge Friday December 3rd, 1999 8:44:59 PM
So Fluet, Are you gonna open that scroll and read it or are we all gonna play 20 questions with no one knowing the answer?
Figment Sunday December 5th, 1999 9:46:59 PM
frowns at the Bladesinger's decision to keep the vial. "K'Nara, that is silver-mercurium, a most deadly poison. I would you have left it to perish with the house. There is no good that can come from that vial. It is evil. Perhaps the temple could dispose of it for you. After we see why we are needed there...". He waits for Fluet's reading.
Flueterflam Monday December 6th, 1999 1:28:59 AM
Fluet lost in his mind, snaps back to reality at the mention of his name. "uuuhhh...sorry. The temple should probably be where we go first." He then proceeds to open the scroll, and read out loud whatever may be written.
Collecting for Services Rendered
Brighter Light(DM) Monday December 6th, 1999 3:31:59 AM
as Flueterflam unrolls the scroll and begins to read, its not really a message, but an account number with the temple of Karenthis! it says "To claim account # 24643-B, bring accompanying documentation to the Temple of Karenthis at Plateau City." along with the scroll is a smaller scroll with the account number on it and signed by Madam Colsum herself!
Olana Monday December 6th, 1999 5:33:59 PM
The elf looks rather puzzled. "It's from Madame Colsum? But I thought she tried to kill us?" Then, after a rather long sigh - "I wonder what it means? I suppose the sooner we find out the better, and then we can forget about this whole thing. Let's go then....."
Figment d20=2 Monday December 6th, 1999 5:34:59 PM
smiles at the paper. "It would appear we have a bit of a bounty to collect! I would say that we should make haste to the temple to claim our prize - lest the city bureaucrats take notice of the missing estate and freeze the account. I know the way. Let's go". The mage leads the way to the temple - assuming the other don't know the way due to their newness to the city (Made Int check to recall the location - he is from the area).
Milo Monday December 6th, 1999 5:37:59 PM
Hearing about the vial, Milo's head snaps to get a better look at what K'nara his holding, he then gets a very dark look on his face, "I'm afraid he is right... silver mercurium is bad business milady, while I wouldn't say that it is evil, not having a mind of its own you know, it is definitely very dangerous... I've been trained in the handling of such substances, and I'd be happy to deal with the stuff for you." A moment later as the scroll is read to the group... "Great... sounds like good stuff at the temple... lets go."
Money, Money, Money(DM) Tuesday December 7th, 1999 3:51:59 AM
making their way through the city, it takes about thirty minuets for the party to make their way to the temple. once there, they are greeted at the entrance by a guard wearing plate armor, a halberd in hand and a longbow slung across his shoulder. "May I help you?" he says as the party approaches.
Ingrge Tuesday December 7th, 1999 4:41:59 AM
Stroking his chin as Fluet reads the scroll out loud, Ingrge smiles at Olana's comment and says nothing. At Milo's casual comment about the small vial, He looks up and over at K'nara to judge her reaction and continues walking following Figment to their new destination. As they arrive at the temple and are accosted by the guards, Ingrge stops casually rests, leaning on his staff and let's the others deal with the bureaucrats, Knowing that his tolerance for nonsense is below sane levels at this moment.
Flueterflam Tuesday December 7th, 1999 5:25:59 AM
Fluet clears his throat. "We came here to make a claim. We have the accompanying scroll as well." He holds out the scroll so the guards can see it, but he makes sure it's out of grabbing range as well. "Please admit us."
Figment d20=7 Tuesday December 7th, 1999 5:23:59 PM
smiles at Fluet's handling of the situation. He stands ready to offer any explanation necessary - thinking rapidly over the best course of action if the temple caretakers get too nosy (Int check).
Shadrach Tuesday December 7th, 1999 9:37:59 PM
Shad wondered how long before he fell unconscious in bodily form to the floor....
Money, Money, Money(DM) Wednesday December 8th, 1999 4:13:59 AM
the guard glances at the scroll held before him, then nods to Flueterflam "Go ahead." and allows everyone to pass into the temple, even Shadrach, who is still floating in Milo's cloths
Figment Wednesday December 8th, 1999 5:25:59 PM
enters the temple.
Olana Wednesday December 8th, 1999 5:39:59 PM
The elf follows the others into the Temple, still a little uneasy about anything that has Madame Colsum's name on it, giving Ingrge a helpless shrug as she notices the smile. As they go through the door, she whispers to Milo - "What are we going to do about Shad? Surely he can't stay like that forever... I have a healing potion, if needed." And then for no other apparent reason than curiosity, ".... that mist - does it tickle?"
Milo Wednesday December 8th, 1999 6:37:59 PM
Smiling up an Olana, "No, it really doesn't feel like much of anything." Turns a cold glance towards K'nara then mutters so only himself, and Olana can hear, "It seems I have yet to earn the trust of some of the members of this group... I shall have to double my efforts."
Flueterflam Wednesday December 8th, 1999 11:12:59 PM
Fluet is relieved that they all made it inside easily. Once inside, he looks around for any signs or people that may be of assistance in helping the group find where they need to go.
Ingrge Wednesday December 8th, 1999 11:36:59 PM
Ingrge Enters the temple along with the others, starting to mentally make up a list of things he would like to procure
Have Any I.D?(DM Sam) Thursday December 9th, 1999 1:03:59 AM
as everyone enters the temple, the first thing they see is a small desk about 30 ft from the entrance, with a middle aged, balding man hunched over a huge book, scribbling something in it. when he hears the party enter, he looks up from his book and says "May I help you?"
Figment Thursday December 9th, 1999 3:26:59 PM
walks purposefully up with the others. "Yes, we have a duty to perform for Madame Colsum. Please honor her request.". He motions to Fluet to produce the scroll.
Olana Thursday December 9th, 1999 6:05:59 PM
Figment's words mention that horrid woman again, but instead of snorting loudly, or coming out with some wry quip - like one of her rough, wild cousins might have done - she merely wrinkles her nose and hides it with a beaming smile at the funny man behind the desk.
Flueterflam Saturday December 11th, 1999 12:22:59 AM
"Ummm...yes..sorry." He reveals the scroll. "We would like to claim this." Fluet hands over the scroll to the man.
Have Any I.D?(DM Sam) Saturday December 11th, 1999 7:19:59 AM
Taking the scroll from Flueterflam, the clerk glances at it, glances at Flueterflam, then begins to flip through the book he was writing in earlier. It takes a few minutes, but finally he finds what he is looking for. Looking up at Flueterflam, he says. "I just need the receipt you're holding there," he says, pointing to the smaller scroll in Fluet's hand, "And I need your signature here," he says turning the book around and marking a small place in it with an X.
Ingrge Saturday December 11th, 1999 4:27:59 PM
Feeling a bit uneasy at once again being inside a unfamiliar building and watching the withdrawal process unfold, Ingrge can't help but think, *Oh great, here's where we all get arrested* as Fluet goes forward to sign his name in the registry book.
Olana Sunday December 12th, 1999 6:00:59 PM
The elf fidgets a bit, looking around, never at home in these places, waiting to see what will happen next.
Figment Sunday December 12th, 1999 6:23:59 PM
smiles at the man and watches Fluet - hoping he'll just give him the receipt and sign for it.
Milo d100=29 Sunday December 12th, 1999 9:09:59 PM
While the clerk's attention is on all the paperwork and "big folk" around his desk, Milo takes the opportunity to silently slip around the desk. Standing behind the bustling bureaucrat, the halfling proceeds to make faces at the rest of the party, mimicking the man's officious behavior, as well as holding up bunny ears behind the man's head, twitching one occasionally to punctuate the man's statements.
Flueterflam Sunday December 12th, 1999 11:16:59 PM
Fluet doesn't mind handing over the 'receipt', but at the mention of his signature, he gets caught off guard for a moment. Will his own signature be ok? The question circulates through Fluet's mind at least a hundred times within the few seconds that he seems to just be standing around idly. He gives his companions a 'if I shouldn't do it, stop me now look'. If no one stops him, he proceeds to give the smaller scroll to the man. He then signs his own name next to the X. Then he waits.....wondering what will come next.....
The Key(DM Sam) Monday December 13th, 1999 1:03:59 AM
Milo does an incredibly funny impersonation of the clerk(everyone make a save vs magic at +4 or you burst out laughing) after Flueterflam signs the book, the clerk takes it and the smaller scroll from him, looks at it for a moment, then reaches into a drawer in his desk. after searching for a few minuets, he produces a key. grabbing a bell on his desk, he rings it three times. almost instantly a young man appears. "Take these people to vault #24643-B." then he turns back and continues to write in his the book. the young man says "Hi, I'm Josh. We can go to the vault whenever you're ready."
Ingrge d20=16 Monday December 13th, 1999 2:17:59 AM
Watching Milo's antics with wry amusement, Ingrge cracks a rare smile and breathes a sigh of relief as Fluet's signature seems to do the trick.
Shadrach Monday December 13th, 1999 4:08:59 AM
Shad tried to hide inside Milo's clothes.
Flueterflam d20=1 Monday December 13th, 1999 4:43:59 AM
(forgot to add the +4 : should be 1+4=5) Fluet, doesn't pay much attention to Milo, being more concerned about signing by the X. When Josh comes, Fluet follows right after, hoping the rest will follow him. As he is walking, Fluet thinks to himself, 'Either it's destiny that we have good luck, or I'm just a really good talker.' He cracks a smile small. Whichever it is, he's not complaining.
Figment d20=18 Monday December 13th, 1999 5:36:59 PM
feeling that this wasn't really the time for place or these sort of antics, the mage attempts to frown at Milo - but somehow he smiles and chuckles instead at his antics. "Hello Josh, yes we are ready to go to the vault now." The mage follows the boy to the vault, making sure Milo doesn't decide to stay and poke more fun at the old teller.
K'nara d20+4=13 Monday December 13th, 1999 9:15:59 PM
K'nara, who was still feeling the effects of the many hits she'd taken from the animated undead of Colsum's manor (OOC: she DID lose about half her hit points all together), looked around her with somewhat dazed hazel eyes. Then she saw Milo's antics--and just HAD to laugh out loud. "Milo..!" she admonished, still laughing, then beckoned him over, bending down to one knee before speaking to him. "Please pardon me for neglecting to mention this...but I think you did a marvelous job...and I DID mean to give this to you before--" with this, the human bladesinger passed to the halfling the vial she'd taken from Colsum, "--I trust you will do the right thing with this." With a smile and a wink, the russet-haired woman rose up and followed the guide to wherever it was that he conducted the party.
Milo Monday December 13th, 1999 10:02:59 PM
With an astonished look on his face Milo blinks once... then twice, and then almost whispering, "Thanks." Without so much as a flourish, the halfling makes the vial disappear within his cloak and pouches. Humbly he follows the rest of the group.
The Key(DM Sam) d20=13 Tuesday December 14th, 1999 12:24:59 AM
the clerk frowns, wondering why people are laughing. "Adventurers" he says under his breath as everyone leaves. bowing to Figment, Josh flips the key in his hand and says "Well, then, follow me good sirs and mistresses." and with that, he begins to lead the party towards a side corridor. as they are walking along, he says "Are all of you ok? It looks like you were in a fight or something like that. And that one fellow over there, is he cursed or something? Is that mist toxic?"
Shadrach Tuesday December 14th, 1999 1:42:59 AM
*PUF!*
Ingrge Tuesday December 14th, 1999 3:56:59 PM
Follows Josh and at Josh's comment about the mist, off handedly says, "Ah, nope that's just another one of our party members. Don't worry about him, he only bites when he's really angry."
Olana d20=12 Tuesday December 14th, 1999 5:31:59 PM
Giggling at Milo's antics and having difficulty suppressing it, Olana follows the others with Josh, mentally shrugging at his comment - after all - they HAD been in a fight, and a strange one at that.
Figment Tuesday December 14th, 1999 10:04:59 PM
"Actually Josh, we were at a banquet with a bunch of dead people. We excused ourselves after a brief appearance.". He follows the young man to the vault - with anticipation.
Flueterflam Wednesday December 15th, 1999 12:37:59 AM
"Actually, it would be nice if we could rest a bit. Do you have accommodations for us to rest a night or two? We would be more than willing to pay for it."
The Key(DM Sam) Wednesday December 15th, 1999 3:27:59 AM
"You say that mist is a person? How does he/she talk? Eat? Go to the bathroom?" Josh asks. then hearing Figment, he says "Undead banquet?" then he stops. "You know, your vault is just a bit further ahead. You don't really need me to show you where it is. Here's the key." he says as he places it on the ground. he starts to leave when he hears Flueterflam's question. "No, no rooms here. I have to go." then he walks quickly down the hallway.
Flueterflam Wednesday December 15th, 1999 2:39:59 PM
Raises his eyebrow at the sudden exit of Josh. "That undead banquet seemed to scare him off. Which means he's either scared of us, or thinks we're all crazy. Whichever the case may be, how bout if we keep that to ourselves for awhile. You know, only speak about it to each other." Before he can worry too much more about it, Fluet remembers the vault. Then he quickly moves on, hoping there will be something really neat for them.
Olana Wednesday December 15th, 1999 5:38:59 PM
Olana nods at Fluet, and sighs watching the man go away. "Are we really that weird?" she asks innocently.
Figment d20=13 Wednesday December 15th, 1999 6:35:59 PM
As the young man moves to leave, the mage quickly adds "I was kidding, Josh - you know - a light hearted sort of thing. I hope I have not offended you." (Made CHA) He frowns at this turn of events. He grabs the key, looks at the number, and races to the vault. "I am afraid I may have compromised our 'mission'. I suggest we get in and out as fast as possible. I don't think Mr. Josh is going to keep that to himself. I apologize, Ingrge. I should have chosen my words more carefully.". Once to the vault he inserts the key and opens the door - with anticipation.
Ingrge Thursday December 16th, 1999 2:08:59 AM
Trying to keep a stern look on his face, not smile at the retreating Josh's back, and keep walking toward the indicated vault, Ingrge nods toward K'nara and says I'd be more worried about what she thinks, but I think it might be wise not to mention those sorts of details in every day company.
The Key pt 2(DM Sam) d6=6 Thursday December 16th, 1999 4:10:59 AM
after picking up the key, everyone works their way down the hallway, looking for the right vault. it takes a few minuets, but finally Milo finds the right one. as the key is inserted, everyone waits in anticipation, when suddenly there is a loud crash right behind Milo. when everyone looks, its Shadrach, emerging from her mist form, unconscious
Shadrach Thursday December 16th, 1999 4:49:59 AM
"Hey--" His eyes rolled as he suddenly SMACKED the floor.
Milo Thursday December 16th, 1999 7:00:59 AM
Spinning on his heel, Milo quickly, but gingerly steps to Shad's side, "Okay guys, I don't know if we should move him... he could have broken bones and stuff... I mean, he kinda got run over by a runaway carriage..." Milo's face creases with concern.
Figment Thursday December 16th, 1999 6:25:59 PM
winces at the sight of Shad. "Ooo, that's gotta hurt. I have no resources to aid you, Shad. Anybody else? I'll focus on getting us ready to leave.". The mage doesn't dally long and looks into the vault - with anticipation.
Olana Thursday December 16th, 1999 6:29:59 PM
"Oh my!" squeaks the elf, as Shad appears unceremoniously. She reaches into her pack and pulls out a healing potion, and will attempt to feed it to him.
Ingrge Thursday December 16th, 1999 9:33:59 PM
shakes his head at Shad's antics. "Your going to get yourself killed! Playing with magic is not wise, my friend. Please do be more careful in the future.". The elf turns to see what's in the vault.
Shadrach d8=7 Friday December 17th, 1999 1:00:59 AM
The sailor coughed suddenly as Olana poured magical liquid down his throat. He swallowed reflexively and groaned.
The Key pt 2(DM Sam) Friday December 17th, 1999 2:23:59 AM
as everyone help Shadrach, Ingrge and Figment open the vault. the vault itself is a 10x10 room, with shelves on the walls and a open chest on the floor. everyone's eyes is drawn to the chest, which is overflowing with gold coins! a moment later, when everyone recovers from their amazement, everyone can see that there are several items on the shelves, with a label underneath each one. you can see 7 potions of various colors, a scroll case, a silver ring, a pair of bracers, a very large shield, a quiver full of arrows, a bejeweled dagger, and a small book.
Flueterflam Friday December 17th, 1999 4:53:59 AM
For a moment Fluet loses his breath. Then, after the initial shock, he considers the items they see. "Maybe they're all magical." Then, wondering what the book contains, he walks over to it, opens it, and starts to read. "Before we get too much more excited, lets see if we can figure out what the potions are, and if any of these things is special in any way." Then, as an aside, 'this makes up for everything we just went through. maybe it was worth it.'
The Key pt 3(DM Sam) Friday December 17th, 1999 6:37:59 AM
once Flueterflam enters the vault and glances at the book, he sees another door inside the vault, next to the book. its about 3 ft tall, and the lock on it seems to match the key he used to get into the vault
Olana Saturday December 18th, 1999 2:53:59 AM
"Oh my!" says the elf (again), at the sight of all the goodies. Wandering into the vault, she begins to read all the labels, admiring the quiver of arrows. "Do you think all this is ours now? Or does it belong to someone else?"
Milo d100=95 Saturday December 18th, 1999 8:34:59 AM
Looking up from Shadrach's still form, Milo gazes upon the vault... and then, as if in a trance, a grin begins to spread across his face, and doesn't stop until it stretches clear across. He walks into the vault, looking around, and turns to Olana... "Of course it's ours... she'd've trapped it or something if it wasn't." Then... a thought occurring to him, Milo's countenance changes abruptly to suspicion, and he begins to examine the items and tags closely, looking for any sign of trap or trouble.
Flueterflam Saturday December 18th, 1999 11:44:59 PM
Fluet pockets the book, making sure he doesn't forget about it. Then he takes the key out of the first vault door, walks over to the 2nd door, puts the key in the door, turns the key, pushes open the door...........
Ingrge Sunday December 19th, 1999 6:10:59 PM
looks around with surprise. "My, my. Looks like we can get a little better outfitted.". The mage moves around reading the labels before touching anything. "Fluet, I'd be careful about that door. Maybe Milo should...". Too late as the impatient one plow ahead. He winces expecting the worst.
Figment Sunday December 19th, 1999 6:11:59 PM
begins to make assessments of how they are going to get all this out when he notices the door being opened. He braces himself.
Shadrach Sunday December 19th, 1999 9:05:59 PM
Shad sat up painfully. "Goddess."
The Key pt 3(DM Sam) Monday December 20th, 1999 3:31:59 AM
everyone runs around the vault, with big smiles spread across their faces. no traps are detected, much to everyone's happiness. as everyone reads the labels, they see that there is 2 potions of ex healing, an oil of impact, a potion of levitation, a potion of heroism, 2 potions of healing, a scroll of prot. from undead, a ring of warmth, bracers of defence(ac5), a large magical shield(+1, +3 vs missiles), 15 magical arrows(+1), a magical dagger(+2), a spellbook which Flueterflam has with him, and a chest full of 20,000 gps. once Flueterflam opens the other door, there are several items wrapped in expensive looking cloth of various shapes and sizes.
Milo d100=5 Monday December 20th, 1999 7:24:59 AM
Once Flueterflam has the second door open, Milo slips in, checking the items wrapped in cloth for traps, muttering to whoever is listening, "I can't believe we get all this for surviving that infernal deathtrap." Glancing up to the bard, there has to be a catch. If not trapped, Milo slowly begins peeling the expensive cloth from the items.
Figment Monday December 20th, 1999 6:24:59 PM
"Gentleman, I suggest we get this stuff out of here and back to the rooms with our other stuff. We can then determine what we have and divide it appropriately. I think we should still hurry lest we lose our opportunity."
Olana Monday December 20th, 1999 6:39:59 PM
Olana looks relieved at Figment's suggestion. "Good idea," she says brightly, at the suggestion of getting out of this place. As she collects some of the items to carry back, she gives Figment a playful nudge." You have ladies in the party, too you know," she says, giving K'Nara a wink.
Shadrach Monday December 20th, 1999 7:32:59 PM
"No kidding. I could use a nice, peaceful evening in the inn. What a rotten day! If any more hoity-toity people wanta hire us, they can wait!" Shad said disgruntledly. He felt his tender ribs gingerly, "Thanks Olana."
Ingrge Monday December 20th, 1999 7:44:59 PM
relaxes a bit as the door opening yields no apparent negative consequences. He picks up the arrows and shoulders them. "These will do nicely I think...". He moves to the new trove of treasure - or he hopes that what it is - and helps Milo get things unwrapped. "We'll look at this stuff right quick, you guys - and ladies - close up that chest and cover it with a cloth or something.".
The Key pt 3(DM Sam) Tuesday December 21st, 1999 12:25:59 AM
as everyone else starts to pack up their loot, Milo and Ingrge unwrap the other items. once they are done, they find a bejeweled shortsword, a rune covered wand, a bandoleer with 4 small throwing daggers in it, an arrow case with 10 gold tipped arrows in it, an iron ring, a suit of gleaming chainmail, and an obsidian amulet. after they get everything unwrapped, a halberd wielding guard pokes his head in the vault, but then he continues on his way.
Flueterflam Tuesday December 21st, 1999 2:34:59 PM
Fluet takes a deep breath. "Whoa. This is incredible." Looking at all the stuff in the smaller vault, he gets even happier. "I'd say that we're probably pretty safe in here. Plus, this is probably the best to sort out most of the stuff." Fluet walks over to the amulet, and begins to inspect it.
Milo Tuesday December 21st, 1999 5:58:59 PM
To Flueterflam, "I'm sure you know your business good sir, but I think that if we get caught countin' the kitty on the vault floor an all... you know... looking thick as th... well maybe that's a bad analogy... at any rate, I think it best we be on our way... Better to count gold and ponder over the possible enchantments of some of these in the security of a private room at the Inn." Milo smiles bravely.
Figment Tuesday December 21st, 1999 7:54:59 PM
the mage nods and smiles at the guard as he looks them over. When the curious guard moves on pulls out all the items from the little vault, puts any of them that will fit into the chest with the gold. He puts the bracers on and puts any potions he can get into his pack. "Let's just get all this stuff and get it to our 'rendezvous' point before we generate too much interest in our operation here. I think we are tarrying too long. We can separate and catalogue it later."
Ingrge Tuesday December 21st, 1999 8:00:59 PM
gets the arrows, bandoleer, wand, short sword, and iron ring. "You guys ready? I'll get one end of the chest. Who gets the other?"
The Key pt 3(DM Sam) Wednesday December 22nd, 1999 12:54:59 AM
Flueterflam looks at the amulet, but the only thing he can see is that it has a flower indented on it. everyone else is packing stuff up, getting ready to leave
Flueterflam Wednesday December 22nd, 1999 1:08:59 AM
Fluet gathers up anything else that anyone else may have missed, or isn't able to carry. He puts the amulet around his neck. "I'll help." He helps Ingrge pickup/carry the chest. "We better get the most private room we can," as he thinks about all the wondering eyes, and all the wondering ideas, when they get to the inn.
Shadrach Wednesday December 22nd, 1999 5:01:59 AM
Shad offered to carry anything extra in his front pouch (which contained a bag that mysteriously never looked full) but still felt too weak to haul chests around. "Let's go!"
Ingrge Wednesday December 22nd, 1999 5:48:59 PM
"Uh, Shad. Is there room in that bag for the contents of the chest? I think that would be a better way to carry it. Don't you?". Barring objection, Ingrge takes a look inside Shad's bag to note size.
Olana Wednesday December 22nd, 1999 5:49:00 PM
Olana picks up various items. "Okay Ingrge - I got it," she says, picking up the other end of the chest. "You feeling a bit better now Shad?" she asks, staggering along.
Figment d6=4 d6=2 d6=3 d6=6 Wednesday December 22nd, 1999 5:50:59 PM
smiles as he see things getting gathered up. "Hey K'Nara, why don't you put on this armor right quick? Might look more natural for a warrior to be wearing armor rather that carrying it.". Either way, the mage makes sure everything is gathered. He also scours the walls looking for any concealed openings or invisible items or illusions.
Leaving(DM Sam) Thursday December 23rd, 1999 12:48:59 AM
Flue doesn't notice anything about the amulet when he puts it on, and Figment is confident that he has found everything in the vault. as the last of the stuff is packed up, everyone looks like they are ready to leave
Figment Thursday December 23rd, 1999 1:23:59 AM
"Looks like it's time to go.". He pulls the key from the lock and carries it and his pile of stuff into the corridor and heads out - making sure everyone stays together.
Milo Thursday December 23rd, 1999 2:29:59 AM
Milo is in high spirits as the loot... um er... treasure is packed up. He quietly waits as his new friends exit the chamber, and then moves to follow the pack. As an afterthought, he stops for just a moment to turn and look to make sure that everything has been taken.
Shadrach Thursday December 23rd, 1999 4:20:59 AM
Shad humfed. "I'm not sure looking into Bags of Holding is a good idea, Ingrge. I can empty it if you're so anxious about what's in it, though. I just thought it would make a good way to carry the armor or mass of coins. I'm good to walk, Olana, but you guys should've thought to rest instead of rushing to get treasure."
Flueterflam Thursday December 23rd, 1999 7:41:59 PM
If he doesn't have to carry the chest, Fluet will carefully and curiously page through the book that he put in his pocket. He walks behind everyone, trying to read the book and not walk into anything at the same time.
Olana Sunday December 26th, 1999 5:35:59 PM
As they move out, Olana assumes the air of an elf having to move house, with a manner and expression that suggests she carries mere pots and pans as opposed to what's really inside that chest.
Ingrge Sunday December 26th, 1999 9:33:59 PM
"I care nothing for the contents of your bag - only how much space is left inside. If you've no objection I would appreciate it if you'd carry as much of this gold as you can inside it. I doubt we can get the armor through the opening.". The elven adventurer waits for Shad's decision and responds appropriately by carrying the chest or by loading the bag full of gold coins.
Standing around(DM Sam) Monday December 27th, 1999 12:45:59 AM
as everyone waits for Shad and Ingrge to decide whether to place the gold and armor in Shad's bag of holding, Milo goes back in for a second, but doesn't seem to notice that they left anything behind. Flueterflam looks through the book. It's a spellbook with the spells message, jump, whisperwind, deafness, and Melf's minute meteors. everyone else is waiting to leave.
Shadrach Monday December 27th, 1999 4:28:59 AM
After checking his bag, Shad loads it with one-third of the chest money. Then he pulls out two large sacks to help divide up the weight load of money, putting one in his sack. He prepares to leave the room.
Ingrge Monday December 27th, 1999 6:13:59 AM
Nodding to Shad as he rearranges things in his bag, Ingrge once again picks up his end of the chest and heads toward the door. As he sees various party members putting articles on their persons, Ingrge shakes his head and merely says, I'm not sure that I would put any of this stuff on until I/we know what any of it is. It could be cursed for all we know and now that you have it on you might be stuck with it.
Milo Monday December 27th, 1999 9:48:59 AM
Closing the door of the vault after his final check, Milo looks over at Ingrge... "I couldn't agree more... These were, after all, gifts from a mad woman who tried to kill us...." Milo shudders, and then brings up the tail of the party as it exits from the building.
K'nara Monday December 27th, 1999 1:06:59 PM
K'nara blinked befuddled hazel eyes, incredulous at the bounty within the room. "How about we just rent our own vault and transfer this stuff into it?" she suggested. "We have more than enough money to do that--" she waved a hand at the gold, "--and should any possible cohorts of that Colsum woman come here to claim the stuff...they'll find what Madam was no doubt intending as our own ultimate 'reward' for services rendered...nothing!"
Figment Monday December 27th, 1999 5:37:59 PM
smiles at K'Nara's suggestion. Looking around to make sure they are not overheard the wily mage says "I like that idea, K'Nara, except for one thing. If someone with power makes a claim against the Colsum estate then our deposit will be easily traceable right back to our new vault. They could freeze our assets in that case without effort. I would suggest we get the money out of here, divide and spend what we need to, convert the rest to another form of currency, and THEN make a deposit if we are so inclined after we shop.". The mage carries his share of the goodies out as they leave. He drops the key off at the front desk on the way out and thanks the proprietor.
Olana Tuesday December 28th, 1999 12:20:59 AM
As she staggers along at one end of the chest, Olana starts to giggle - for no apparent reason other than thinking it might look funny seeing two elves carting a chest along. "I'm sorry," she whispers to no one in particular, and then starts giggling again.
Milo Tuesday December 28th, 1999 12:27:59 AM
Looking dubiously at K'nara, "Nothing personal... but I've known some of the folks who run these 'vaults'... All I'm gonna say, is at least I'm honest about my profession." Looking to Olana, Milo grins, "it does make you feel a bit giddy... doesn't it."
Leaving(DM Sam) Tuesday December 28th, 1999 1:21:59 AM
as everyone leaves, Figment drops off the key at the front desk. the bookkeeper looks up from his writing, nods his head, and goes back to his work. once everyone gets outside, they huddle together for a moment, needing to decide where they are going to stay for the night
Ingrge Tuesday December 28th, 1999 2:50:59 AM
releasing a breath that that he had not realized he was holding, Ingrge looks around at everyone, grins, and says I understand that the Red Wyrm Inn, is a good place and has private rooms with locks. Shall we head there or does anyone have a better idea?
Flueterflam Tuesday December 28th, 1999 4:02:59 AM
"Lets go then." Fluet walks along with everyone, alone in his own world of thought. The recent course of events seems so surreal to him. It's almost like a dream, yet, come true.
Shadrach Tuesday December 28th, 1999 4:17:59 AM
"Whattaya mean you 'understand'? Don't you remember staying there this morning? Or were you drunk too? I lost track of some time there..." Shad spent much of the walk beginning to daydream about what nifty souvenir he'd get from the late Madame Colsum.
Figment Tuesday December 28th, 1999 6:23:59 PM
smiles large as they make the door. "So we've done it. Let's go back to the RWI and divvy up the bounty. I have some things I'd like to pick up - and I'd like a look at that spell book if you don't mind. Even though it's clearly inferior to Mycroft's, Joe's, Greymalkin's - or even mine - but it may be of use."
Leaving(DM Sam) Wednesday December 29th, 1999 1:54:59 AM
everyone makes their way to the Red Wyrm Inn. once there, it's an easy process of getting a room and settling down to discuss what needs to be discussed.
Figment Wednesday December 29th, 1999 5:02:59 AM
"OK guys - and girls (winking at Olana), we have 2 issues here. I felt like I should be the one to bring it up since it is I who could present a problem if there is an issue among us. First of all there are 2 pots of money here. One from your 'favourite' dragon and the other from our recent employment. I have already stated - and do so again now - that I would not feel right in expecting any of the treasure from your escapades before we met. So please divide it up not including me. Secondly, I would assume you have a treasure order of some kind. If not, I would suggest you create it based on your previous adventures in whatever fashion you see fit. Then add me and then Milo to the end of it - reflecting the order we joined the party. In the mean time, I'll begin preparations to identify the magic in our pile of goodies here...". With that, the mage takes the pile of items and leaves to the privacy of his own room. He makes sure to bring food and water for use after his spell. He hangs a 'Do Not Disturb' sign on the door. "Jux, I'll have to see you later. I hope your stable is well maintained..."
K'nara Wednesday December 29th, 1999 12:28:59 PM
Eyeing the booty they've just hauled away from Colsum's stash, the human bladesinger proposed: "First let's get a wizard to Identify all Magic Items. Then we can assign those items to the people in our party who would most need them or who could best utilize them. Then we'll see about divvying up the money to make up for any possible magic item shortfalls. Sound fair?"
Ingrge Wednesday December 29th, 1999 3:41:59 PM
Listening to K'nara, Ingrge nods in agreement and then says one thing we need to be thinking about as well is what we plan on doing next. For we may need to buy some new mounts as well as supplement our equipment.
Talking(DM Sam) Thursday December 30th, 1999 1:41:59 AM
and the conversation goes on...
Figment Thursday December 30th, 1999 2:46:59 AM
The mage begins his 8 hour preparation for the identify spell.
Milo Thursday December 30th, 1999 10:35:59 AM
Looking around the room once Figment has left, "Well... looks like its time for a meal." He steps from the room momentarily, and proceeds to order a huge meal for the entire group, starting with pitchers of the best house ale, and then returns to the room. "If anyone is interested, I just ordered enough food for a group twice our size. Sit back and relax, it'll be here any time, we might as well be comfortable while Figment satisfies our curiosity." Milo's face beams with satisfaction.
Figment Thursday December 30th, 1999 8:14:59 PM
Over the next several days the party catches glimpses of the mage as he goes about his work. Occasionally you hear him grumble as if he doesn't like what he sees. Eventually he staggers out of the room very haggard and clearly spent. With help he brings the items back to the central table and begins to explain what he's found. "OK folks, I've had some success - and some failure. I was unable to discover what properties the short sword or the wand have - but I'm pretty sure they are magical. Ingrge, I would suggest you have a crack at them - along with some others which you'll see shortly. The 10 golden tipped arrows have a small assistance in seeking their target and in the damage. But they also become a bolt of lightning when fired that strikes their target for major pain (20pts dmg), but the lightning only effects the target it hits; no one else is effected by it like a real lightning bolt - nice item we have here. The ring is a ring of invisibility. I was unable to determine how often it can be used and for how long. I suspect the wearer will become visible again when they attack something unlike the more advanced magic which allows you to attack and stay invisible. The chainmail is interesting. It has a low magical assistance to prevent hits, and it can cast an illusion around itself making it look like normal clothing, but it still weights like chainmail. That is very beneficial. The amulet is an amulet of life protection. It is invaluable for the high-risk business of adventuring. I'd say we keep that item. Now the bandoleer with 4 throwing daggers is quite interesting. I know they provide a magical aid in hitting their target when thrown. I also know that there is something more to them, but I don't know what it is. I would also suggest the fighters compare the daggers to the one we know about to see if they are similar or if one is superior to the other in make. So Ingrge, there you have it. My best attempt proved imperfect - but reasonably effective. I would suggest you attempt the sword and wand as well as the bandoleer and ring of invis. again to see what other secrets they may hide. And now I rest.". The mage shuffles back to bed after quickly picking at the food and wine about the main room - and sleeps deeply.
Flueterflam Thursday December 30th, 1999 8:48:59 PM
Watching Figment, Fluet starts to nod off himself. So he just lies down and goes to sleep for a while.
Figment Friday December 31st, 1999 1:19:45 PM
Over the next several days the party catches glimpses of the mage as he goes about his work. Occasionally you hear him grumble as if he doesn't like what he sees. Eventually he staggers out of the room very haggard and clearly spent. With help he brings the items back to the central table and begins to explain what he's found. "OK folks, I've had some success - and some failure. I was unable to discover what properties the short sword or the wand have - but I'm pretty sure they are magical. Ingrge, I would suggest you have a crack at them - along with some others which you'll see shortly. The 10 golden tipped arrows have a small assistance in seeking their target and in the damage. But they also become a bolt of lightning when fired that strikes their target for major pain (20pts dmg), but the lightning only effects the target it hits; no one else is effected by it like a real lightning bolt - nice item we have here. The ring is a ring of invisibility. I was unable to determine how often it can be used and for how long. I suspect the wearer will become visible again when they attack something unlike the more advanced magic which allows you to attack and stay invisible. The chainmail is interesting. It has a low magical assistance to prevent hits, and it can cast an illusion around itself making it look like normal clothing, but it still weights like chainmail. That is very beneficial. The amulet is an amulet of life protection. It is invaluable for the high risk business of adventuring. I'd say we keep that item. Now the bandoleer with 4 throwing daggers is quite interesting. I know they provide a magical aid in hitting their target when thrown. I also know that there is something more to them, but I don't know what it is. I would also suggest the fighters compare the daggars to the one we know about to see if they are similar or if one is superior to the other in make. So Ingrge, there you have it. My best attempt proved imperfect - but reasonbly effective. I would suggest you attempt the sword and wand as well as the bandoleer and ring of invis. again to see what other secrets they may hide. And now I rest.". The mage shuffles back to bed after quickly picking at the food and wine about the main room - and sleeps deeply.
Flueterflam Friday December 31st, 1999 1:56:34 PM
Watching Figment, Fluet starts to nod off himself. So he just lies down and goes to sleep fro a while.
Olana Saturday January 1st, 2000 2:30:48 AM
Olana retires to the Red Wyrm Inn along with the others, nodding to the suggestion of splitting the loot in a manner that would benefit the party as a whole.She spends the time there recuperating from what to her was a most disturbing adventure, but eventually the nightmares lessen, and she begins to feel her cheery self again.
K'nara Saturday January 1st, 2000 5:34:50 AM
"Well done, Figment." K'nara approved, then nodded to Ingrge. "Double-checking those items is a good idea...get on it as soon as you can." The woman warrior spent the next few days resting and recovering from her considerable wounds, as well as checking in with the local fighter's guild about whom the decorative war hammer belonged to. (OOC: The war hammer found with the recently-deceased female fighter in Colsum's house.) K'nara continued her daily training sessions via the Greymalkin's magic ring, eliciting a little sympathy but no less thorough workouts from the elven bladesinger.
Ingrge Saturday January 1st, 2000 12:26:24 PM
Listening to Figment's work and comments, Ingrge nods and congratulates him on his fine work and quickly agrees to try identifying the sword, and wand. And to recheck the bandoleir and the ring. As K'narra gets ready to head out, He asks if he would like him to try and find out anything about that hammer they found? After having gotten rest and food whilr Figment was spell casting, Ingrge Heads into the room to start his marathon.
Shadrach Saturday January 1st, 2000 7:55:02 PM
"Well, things are going well for once." Shad ordered a good dinner. He was determined to relax while the party stayed at the Red Dragon Inn.
Milo Saturday January 1st, 2000 9:18:23 PM
Turns to Olana and grins... "Hey I wonder if Skinny is still around here... Maybe he'd go for a rematch on that drinking contest... Wanna go with me to look?" Milo's eyes sparkle as his gaze darts to and fro like a rabid otter.
Olana Sunday January 2nd, 2000 1:35:01 PM
Chuckling at Milo's suggestion, the elf nods. "Sure, I could do with a little fun."
Figment Monday January 3rd, 2000 11:39:24 AM
In a day or two the mage reappears from his room much refreshed - and at full spell strength - from the last time you saw him. "So how is everybody? Ingrge should be getting done soon. In case we aren't dividing things up yet I would like to begin the process. My interest lies in the bracers of defense, the wand, the ring of invisibilty, and - of course the spell book. I am only throwing those out as my preferences, not as a claim so that while I take my turn copying the spells from the book you wouldn't have to wait on me. I think now I'll go and see my friend Jux. I'll return to begin copying soon.". The mage heads down to the tavern area and orders the special of the day with a smile - and a big tip. He then heads to the stables and retrieves his friend. He takes his fine steed to the meadows for a day of riding and playing only to be interrupted by treats that the mage brought for the fine mount. "Jux, my friend, I forget sometimes what real living is. Forgive my absence. I'll repay you for your loyalty some day...". Upon his return to the stables, the mage makes sure Jux gets the best oats, brushed twice a day and walked regularly. He negotiates a long term deal with the stable owner (the best in town, of course). The mage once again returns to his room and begins the meticulous task of copying the spells from the book, which he begins to study and practice.
Flueterflam Monday January 3rd, 2000 5:28:50 PM
Fluet wakes up from his little nap. He yawns, stretches, then looks around the inn. He gets up and goes over to a group of people and joins their conversation for a while.
Talking(DM Sam) Monday January 3rd, 2000 10:58:13 PM
as everyone is relaxing, Ingrge slaves away, casting spells that are not easy on the human(elvin) body
Milo Tuesday January 4th, 2000 11:00:15 AM
Appearing at K'nara's side, Milo stretches up on his tippy toes to whisper at her, "I like the ring of invisibility too..." He grins then resumes his whisper, "and maybe the short sword, though I understand if someone else can use it better." As an afterthought, "oh... and if no one else wants the warmth ring... I wouldn't mind..." Milo's voice trails off as he realizes that people may be watching, and then he plops back down on his feet, grins at any onlookers, and dashes off looking to chase Olana around the Inn... in fits of giggles.
Olana Tuesday January 4th, 2000 11:31:58 AM
As the conversation leads to the loot, the elf listens to K'nara, thinks - and then says "Ooooh - you know a set of those arrows would go well with the bow that Aries gave to me, apart from that, a healing potion to replace the one I lost is all I need really." She then gives Milo a gentle poke in the ribs, while dodging and weaving. "Hey Milo," she asks, "have you ever had a flaming green gnomish? They make you go all funny. Y'know I think Ingrge will need one of those by the time he finishes casting too, although Figment seemed to look fine. Shall we imbibe? "
Figment Tuesday January 4th, 2000 11:54:56 AM
successfully copies down the spells from the book and brings it back to the main room in their private suite. When everyone is there he offers "So who wants what? The list of choices is quite impressive: the short sword, wand, 10 golden tipped arrows, ring of invisibility, chainmail, amulet is an amulet of life protection, 2 potions of ex healing, an oil of impact, a potion of levitation, a potion of heroism, 2 potions of healing, a scroll of prot. from undead, a ring of warmth, bracers of defense(ac5), a large magical shield(+1, +3 vs missles), 15 magical arrows(+1), a magical dagger(+2), a spellbook, and of course, the money. I would suggest we sell the spellbok after all are done copying from it. My preferences are the bracers, wand, ring of invis, amulet of life protection, and any potions - in that order. Have you guys divided your 10,000 gp? My calculations show each of us getting 2,857 gp of the 20,000 gp. Not counting anything we sell or moneys we use to compensate for others getting more powerful magic.". The mage seems to be really enjoying this conversation. Not so much the prospect of getting treasure as it seems to be going through the details.
K'nara Tuesday January 4th, 2000 1:52:12 PM
K'nara smiles at the wizard. "Sit, sit, Figment...I was just fielding 'wish lists' here. I'm of a mind to assign the Bracers to you, wizard, as I'm aware that your breed can't operate while wearing armor. Olana's bid for a portion of the arrows is sound--missile fire is my _other_ speciality, so I may have a few of those myself, too. I'm not sure HOW safe I'd feel with such an able burglar as yourself having a Ring of Invisibility, Milo...but then, again, it would be most effective if you had it...TOO effective, perhaps..?" The woman warrior winked broadly at the halfling and motioned to Sweetie Pie, ordering a round of Flaming Green Gnomishes for everyone...and one of the blue-plate specials for herself. "Anyone else hungry..?" she asked the others, looking at them questioningly.
Figment Tuesday January 4th, 2000 3:21:31 PM
sits and enjoys the food and the company of his newly found companions - who seem to be turning out to be friends too. He smiles as he thinks of all the past 'groups' which were nothing but failures, with no aura of trust. This... this is different. I pray I am corect.
Ingrge Tuesday January 4th, 2000 7:07:49 PM
The door to Ingrge's room slowly creaks open and a very drawn and haggard Ingrge steps out. In fact you cant remember a time that he has looked this bad. Without saying a word, he walks over to the group drops the wand and the sword at K'nara's feet croaks "don't know" and drops the bandolier next to them and manages a to nod and get out the words "would like" before collapsing in a heap next to the items he just dropped.
Talking(DM Sam) Tuesday January 4th, 2000 10:23:03 PM
as Ingrge collapses in a heap, exhausted from casting his spells, it occurs to everyone that he could use a drink, the stronger the better(and im sure everyone else could too!)
Flueterflam Tuesday January 4th, 2000 10:23:04 PM
"I guess I'm up for the ring of warmth or the wand. Those seem to be the two of low demand. I don't see much need for anything else really." Then he waits and twiddles his thumbs while he waits for everyone else to organize themselves.
Shadrach Tuesday January 4th, 2000 10:55:40 PM
Shad caught up Ingrge, dragging him up to a chair. He kept a hold on his shoulder so he didn't fall over. "Milo seems logical for the ring-it'd just make his job easier. The bracers are natural for Figgy...Olana seems to use arrows most of the time, the rest of us just use them when our enemies are too far away. I suggest she get the better arrows and those who just want something to hit magical critters with divide up the lesser arrows. I can't use the shield, but I can use the armor, potions and scrolls."
Figment d20=2 Tuesday January 4th, 2000 10:55:41 PM
the mage helps Ingrge to a chair. Knowing the intense effort he has made he makes sure and help him in any way he can. He orders him bread, cheese, and wine. "Eat, my friend. But not too much. I'll help you back to bed when your finished.". After he has had time to eat, the mage carries his brother in arms back to his room (Str by 11). In fact, he makes it look easy as the elf is not heavy. He also leaves food, drink, and the spell book with him for his use when he recovers. Returning to the table the mage offers "I would also be in favour of having the +2 daggar if nobody else can use it. It is the only weapon I know how to use well. And I will gladly take a potion of healing or ex. healing if available - but you have my primary list already. These others are of secondary interest to me. As we select, I would suggest that the 'secondary' items be selected by us in a predetermined order. That way, you don't have to worry about whether everyone got what they wanted with the secondary items. That would be a lot of work."
Taking the Edge Off
Taking the Edge Off
Olana Wednesday January 5th, 2000 6:44:27 PM
::slurping on a flaming green gnomish and watching Fig take care of Ingrge:: "Magic really takes it out on a person, doesn't it," she says, master of the obvious statement.
Flueterflam Wednesday January 5th, 2000 7:05:50 PM
At Figment's comment, "Actually, now that you mention it, I could use the dagger as well. In fact, that's probably the most suitable item for me. So let me reiterate, I'm up for the ring of warmth, wand, or dagger. Or any combination of the three ::evil grin::" Fluet twiddles his thumbs a bit more, waiting for something else to happen, something worthy of his attention.
Ingrge Wednesday January 5th, 2000 7:54:08 PM
Ingrge revives enough to get some food and drink in him and stagger with Figments aid to a bed. the next morning when he awakens he will start copying spell from the spellbook (can someone let me know what spells are there?) when done he reenters the company of the group and tells the group that the bandolier of daggers when thrown, return to the bandolier after hitting their target(or the ground or whatever). also if they are split up, their magic doesnt work, and their magic bonuses are only in effect when they are thrown. thats all there is to know about them. he will state that he really is interested in the bandoleir amongst all of the other items, but will bow to the necessity of the groups needs and safety.
Talking(DM Sam) Wednesday January 5th, 2000 11:20:09 PM
as everyone talks, people seem to be getting a good idea what everyone should have
Figment Thursday January 6th, 2000 10:39:44 AM
As K'Nara toils over who should get what the mage suggests "K'Nara, why not give everyone an item, and then let's see what's left and choose again?"
Shadrach Thursday January 6th, 2000 10:32:13 PM
The priest shrugged. "Doesn't matter to me."
Olana Friday January 7th, 2000 4:16:51 PM
Olana whispers to Ingrge that the bandolier would look good on him, nods at Fig's suggestion, and then looks at her drink on the table. "Okay Milo - down in one after a count of three." And then - taking a deep breath - "Three -two - one -!" she pours the remainder of the drink down her throat. "Oh my......" she then croaks, looking a bit green.
Milo Saturday January 8th, 2000 1:19:32 PM
Dropping the flaming green gnomish down the hatch, Milo comes up with a somewhat forced grin... His ears begin turning red and his eyes are watering. Wiping a hand across his eyes Milo croaks, "Not bad... let's try that again."
Shadrach Sunday January 9th, 2000 10:29:18 PM
"Oh no, no drinking for me. Not til I forget the taste from the last time..." Shad waved to his comrades, before departing. Roaming about in the city, he looked for one of those famous 'magic shops' to pick up some extra Potions of Extra Healing.
K'nara Monday January 10th, 2000 7:04:10 AM
K'nara consumes a prodigious amount of food with quick but clean efficiency, keeping an indulgent eye upon Milo and Olana as they amuse themselves with their little drinking contest. "Oh, come now, ranger," she teases her fellow female fighter, "You don't mean to tell me that a sip of yon emerald brew fusses your tummy a little? You should thank your lucky stars you aren't having to down that Salamander potion that the barbarians had called for!" The human bladesinger rolled her hazel eyes expressively. "I STILL have the echoes of a hangover from THAT stuff!" The Talons at the table laugh, with K'nara laughing loudest of all. Once the entire troupe is assembled at the table, however, the tall woman warrior grows somewhat somber. "My friends, I'm very glad that we are together once more, for I must relate to you what happened during our involuntary breakup..." Thus did K'nara launch into her story of how Parnoth tried to have her killed...
Figment Monday January 10th, 2000 3:05:41 PM
frowns as the warrior woman tells her story. "The more I learn of Parnoth the less I like him. Even though he does hold off the Dark Lord from taking over the Emerald Kingdom area I would think he would stand to benefit from showing kindness to the citiznes there. Perhaps we will be in a position to defeat him some day.". The mage takes the wand and bracers and arms himself with them. "I think I'm going to like this...".
The Beginning(DM Sam) d8=7 Monday January 10th, 2000 8:58:20 PM
its been a few weeks since the heros have returned from Madam Colsum's mansion. wounds have been healed, and has gotter some much needed rest. even though there are a few remaining questions about Madam Colsum and her mansion, they can wait for another time. as everyone relaxes in the Red Wyrm Inn, Olana notices a familiar face in the crowd : Maredrew of the Tines. he seems to be seaching the crowd for someone, and hasnt noticed any of you yet
Figment Tuesday January 11th, 2000 10:18:44 AM
The mage relaxes and enjoys the ambiance. Thinking about what to do next. He considers his equipment and supplies. He also thinks about his decisions on magic acquired and tries to make sure his arsenal is as good as it can be. He also studies and prctices his new spells daily at the guild - trying to make contacts and be seen.
Olana Tuesday January 11th, 2000 11:46:54 AM
"Oh my..." croaks the elf to Milo. "I don't think I could handle another. This drink seems to have hit me like a brick wall. What a wimp I am, eh?" She chuckles along with K'Nara at the mention of the previous drinking contest, and then listens to the bladesinger's tale. "That horrid dragon," she says quietly at the end, and lapses into sorrowful silence. Then, as her eyes scan the Inn, in an attempt to distract herself, she notices someone. "Oh look," she whispers. "Someone from the Tines. I wonder who he's looking for?" And with that she tries discreetly to get Maredrew's attention with a small wave.
K'nara Tuesday January 11th, 2000 1:11:26 PM
"One of the--" K'nara looks around, then recognizes Maredrew herself. "My, my...this is fortuitous...and just when I was going to propose my...ah, well...let's see what Maredrew has to say."
Milo Tuesday January 11th, 2000 2:54:23 PM
Milo sits silently at the table with a distinct frown on his face as K'nara recounts her tale. When she is finished he pipes up, "I wonder what broiled dragon tastes like...?" Then smiles at Olana's remark regarding the Flaming Green Gnomish... On the inside he is thinking... ooff... I think I've had enough for now as well.
Figment Tuesday January 11th, 2000 4:22:04 PM
As the time has passed, the mage chats with Ingrge about magic and ways of casting. During the course of those conversations, Figment makes a suggestion. "You know, Ingrge, it has occured to me in our conversations that it is very possible that you have knowledge of spells that I do not, and that I have knowledge of spells that you do not. I have a proposal: I will allow you to peruse a list of spells I have in my books if you will allow me the same honour. If one of us has knowledge the other lacks, then the other will share it. That way we will be potentially much more prepared to survive in our adventures together. As a token of good faith, I offer you this list of spells I copied from the library of the Gold Dragons and notes I made on the construction methods they used on their books. They were quite impressive as you will see. The list - according to Joe Hand - is a complete description of all known spells in the Wold of the first three levels of magic. It will tell you what is out there that you don't have. I think that to be of great value. t has been to me. My only request is that you return this when you are finished.". The mage hands Ingrge a tome of impressive construction which contains all the notes and spell lists. He shows Ingrge how to bypass his Wizard Lock and Leomund's Trap so they do not spring as he uses it.
Cover up(DM Sam) Tuesday January 11th, 2000 9:28:40 PM
after a few moments of trying to get Maredrew's attention, Olana finally gets his attention. with a big smile on his face, he comes over to the Talon's table, but before anyone can greet him he puts his finger on his lips, indicating that everyone should be quiet. then he reaches into one of his pouches on his belt and produces 8 silver scarves, one for each of you and one for him. he puts his on over his face, then says, "Please, put these on. Then we can talk without any unwanted ears listening in on us."
Ingrge Tuesday January 11th, 2000 9:28:41 PM
Having shopped and restocked his personal supplies and added a few new things as well, Ingrge finally starts to relax a bit and even manages to knock back a drink or two as he chats with Figment and listens to K'nara's story. Agreeing totally with Figment Ingrge agrees to a sharing of knowledge but frankly tells Figment that He, Ingrge was getting by far the better end of the deal. As Maredrew approaches and Ingrge recognizes him, a snarl apears on Ingrge's face and a dagger leaps to his hand as he stands to face the Tine. "FALSE ONE AND BETRAYER, TELL ME WHY YOU SHOULD NOT DIE!
Shadrach Wednesday January 12th, 2000 12:26:12 AM
Shad had just walked into the Inn when he saw his best buddies kicking back. The group had been pretty lazy these last two weeks. Shad decided he liked Plateau City, but he was restless. He waved, then noticed some guy they were talking to put a scarf on his face. ::Huh?:: Shad walked up and suddenly Ingrge jumped up. Shad had a 'I was about to say hello, but have lost my train of thought' look and said, "What?"
K'nara Wednesday January 12th, 2000 7:41:06 AM
K'nara blinked in surprise, then eyed the sudden interest of Dis Gruntle--the Red Wyrm Inn's half-ogre bouncer--and immediately placed herself between Ingrge and Maredrew. "My friend--" she addressed Ingrge directly, "--the last time I saw Maredrew, he was Tine, as am I...but I obviously have missed somthing during our separation..." Here the female fighter turns to face Maredrew. "I trust Ingrge's judgement--but I know that yon bouncer will toss all of out most painfully if a fight begins in this place...answer Ingrge's question if you wish for us to follow you, Maredrew."
Figment Wednesday January 12th, 2000 10:43:37 AM
the mage starts at Ingrge's reaction to the man. As a fight does not break out immediately he holds and sees what is about to happen. But is ready to cast should the need arise.
Olana Wednesday January 12th, 2000 1:25:27 PM
Momentarily shocked, Olana rises to her feet quickly at the quick tempered wood elf's reaction. Shaking off the effects of the green gnomish, she goes to Ingrge's side. "Easy," she whispers, aware of the bouncer. "Not here like this." And then to K'Nara - "Maybe this is to do with a question of Tines support, or the lack of it. Remember when we were exiled by Parnoth? On pain of death?" With a sigh she looks back at Ingrge. "Is that what this is about? Or is it something else?"
Confrontation(DM Sam) Wednesday January 12th, 2000 8:06:51 PM
surprised by Ingrge's challenge, Maredrew freezes up while K'anra gets between him and Ingrge. while all of this is going on, Milo, Olana, and Figment notice that all other conversations have ceased in the inn, and Shadrach and Flueterflam notice that barkeep motions to three very big men and point at your table.
Milo Wednesday January 12th, 2000 8:06:52 PM
Turning casually to Olana the halfling remarks glibly, "Sometimes its the uncomfortable silences that say everything." He grins, and then ducks under the table, in preparation for a ruckus.
Ingrge Wednesday January 12th, 2000 8:06:53 PM
Stopping at K'narra's bequest and at Olanna's question, Ingrge stops replaces his dagger and suddenly goes absolutely stil, almost trancelike, then in a voice you all recall as Red's the leader of the Tines, you hear. "If you join the "Tines" we can offer you protection from Parnoth, for instance this will be the last "favor" you are ever asked to do for him. there is a slight pause and then again in Red's voice. "This is the oath that you must take, as all Tines do. 'I swear to aid the people of the emrald kingdom in anyway so long as I breathe. I swear to protect and defend my brother tines for the good of the kingdom. I swear not to aid the dragon in any manner. another brief pause and then. All you must do is simply stand before the fire, look into the eyes of the portrait of the chossen one, and say 'I so do swear by, what ever god you choose. It is a magicaly binding oath, the magic will let others of the tines know that you are loyal, to be aided and if you ever break your oath, just as you will know them. As each member speakes the oath a light breeze carrys through the enclosed room smelling of roses. A voice from nowhere comes." "Thank ye my friends, thou shall never again serve the Dragon as long as thou remain loyal to thine brothers and sisters. At then end of this speech the pause is greater and then Ingrge shakes his head and looks back at Maredew. "So False One what have you to say about those promises that were made to us." "We more than carried out our end of the deal, only to find ourselves in Parnoth's dungeons, once again doing his bidding and now exiled from our homes under sentence of death, should we dare to return." "Why should we hear, let alone believe anything you now have to say?" "Speak now while you can, for I have found I have a distinct dislike for rodent all of a sudden."
Shadrach Thursday January 13th, 2000 12:38:57 AM
"We took that oath, too, Ingrge. How come you're the only one with this special knowledge that the Tines betrayed us? If the Tines were as powerful as they HOPE to be, Parnath'd be out already."
Disgruntal Thursday January 13th, 2000 11:25:41 AM
The huge giant-like being leans against the wall holding a block of granite in one hand that must weigh at least 500 to 750 pounds. He appears to be carving a face in it with his fingers - easily - while keeping one eye on the tavern at all times. The ever vigilant bouncer slowly places the granite down on the floor and ceases leaning against the wall. The timbers creak as he stands fully erect. As his arm muscles begin to flex he is heard under his breath to whisper/grumble "Come on... come on... just a little more... Come on... fight...". The patrons in his vicinty brace themselves. You know, when he gets like this, he sure looks bigger and much stronger than any half-ogre you've seen. In fact a lot stronger...
Figment Thursday January 13th, 2000 11:32:59 AM
as the mage notices the attention from the tavern staff, he stands and puts a hand on Ingrge's shoulder. "My friend, perhaps a 'non-violent' resolution would be a healthier approach at this time. Any attempt at attack in this place would be futile - and painful I think. You've demanded and explanation. It would only be fair to let him give one. Please... sit.".
Flueterflam Thursday January 13th, 2000 2:40:47 PM
Fluet, having just soaked up most of what was going on so that he may learn more of what he didn't yet understand, suddenly becomes much more on edge when he sees Disgruntal stand up tall. "uuhh..whoa.." After several moments, he catches his breathl. "If you two are just going to talk, let's just stay here, but if you both feel the strong obligation to fight, I strongly suggest you both take it outside. Else you may not be walking without help for a long while." He waits to see which option they take. Then, if they stay inside and talk, Fluet unstraps his lute from his back and begins to play the happiest upbeat song he can think of. Hopefully this will help get the rest of the inn minding their own business again.
Talking It Out(DM Sam) Thursday January 13th, 2000 8:11:59 PM
Once he sees that Ingrge has calmed down a bit, Maredrew seems to come to his senses. "You feel we have betrayed you? I can understand your feelings. Your not the only ones this has happened too. We dont understand why its happening." then he pulls out the silver scarves again. "If you please, can we continue this converstation with these on? They prevent scrying on the wearer. Here is one for each of you." he says and hands one to everyone who will take on. as Figment starts to play, the crowd begins to go back to their conversations. and seeing that there isnt going to be a all out brawl, the bouncers continue to work their way to the table a little more slowly. when they get there, one of them walks up to Ingrge. "If you feel you must use a weapon here, go down to the Maw, or leave. We have a strict policy here : no fighting." then he and his men back off a bit, but stay within about 50 ft of the table in case there is more trouble.
Shadrach Thursday January 13th, 2000 11:11:58 PM
Shad nodded to the bouncers. He inspected the silver hankie with disgust, much the way he felt about Fluet's 'Come on, get happy' song. "Very pretty. You know, I like the sad songs best, Fluet." He put on the pretty scarf.
Figment d20=6 Thursday January 13th, 2000 11:11:59 PM
bows to the bouncers and offers an almost charming response (Made Cha by plenty) "Kind sirs, we apologize for testing your policy. We are currently boarders here and do not wish to cause trouble. I can assure you there will be no fighting here. If necessary it will be taken outside.". As the bouncers move away he takes a scarf and puts it on. "I have nothing to hide, but I have no desire to be spied upon either. We have not met. I am Figmentary. My friends call me Figment. And you are Maredrew I take it - from the Emerald Kingdom perhaps?"
Olana Friday January 14th, 2000 12:42:20 AM
The elf breaks into a grin as Fluet starts to play, hoping it will lighten things up a bit. She understood Ingrge's feelings toward being banished from the Kingdom. After all, it meant that technically she'd never be able to go home either. She underpins Figment's diffusion of the tense situation by giving the bouncers one of her bright, cheery smiles. Then, donning the scarf, she settles to listen to Maredrew.
Ingrge Friday January 14th, 2000 6:38:57 AM
Not yet mollified but having already put away his dagger, Ingrge still awaits Maredew's answer. As the bouncer approaches Ingrge Shows his empty hands and rights his overturned chair, sit and waits for an answer. When the scarf is proffered, he will reluctantly take it, place it on his head and await maredew's response.
Milo Friday January 14th, 2000 12:28:21 PM
Seeing that there isn't going to be a fight, Milo pops back up from underneath the table. He looks momentarily disappointed, but when Fleuterflam begins his song, his face brightens, and he dances a quick jig. Then with little jump, he lands in front of Maredrew, "Well met... I'm Milo... Milo Thistledown, and these are MY friends." One hand gestures out to the group while the other quickly snatches a scarf. "Cool, magic stuff." Milo puts the scarf on like everyone else, but also begins to play with it, pulling it down over his face and then lifting it up, "Boo!"
K'nara Friday January 14th, 2000 1:19:00 PM
The warrior woman nods, understanding Ingrge's feelings. "Ahhh...you have a point, Ingrge...but so does Olana. The Tines are lucky they still exist at all, given that Parnoth claimed to know the location of the contact I'd introduced you to..." K'nara frowns, then takes up a silver scarf. "Protection from scrying..? Prudent--especially when I distinctly recall that reptile's way of monitoring our progress." She grimaces at the memory of Parnoth's eavesdropping medallion and then ties the scarf loosely around her left wrist. "Sit, then, Maredrew--these scarves and the distance from the other patrons should serve well enough to keep unwanted ears from listening...then you should be able to explain all."
Talking It Out(DM Sam) Saturday January 15th, 2000 3:10:51 AM
taking the offered seat from K'nara, Maredrew puts his face in his hads for a minuete, then he sits back up. "Look, Im sorry all of you were forced out of your home. But you have to understand, there wasnt anything any of us could do. We would of revealed who we were and Parnoth would of easily wiped us out to a man. And then what would of happened?" he pauses for a moment, staring off in space, then he continues. "Look, no one in the Tines liked what happened. We try to take care of our own, but sometimes that isnt possible. You have to understand that!" he says, sorrow and fustration clearly heard in his voice. he quickly regains his composure and says. "These scarves are a gift for you all. They prevent Parnoth from locating your presense and scrying on you, even in the Emerald Kindome." then he pauses again, then he says "I hope you want to go back home, because in the elvin community of Titania hundreds of elves are dieing!"
Figment d20=19 Sunday January 16th, 2000 12:18:32 AM
listens with interest. He does not respond other than to smile a bit. He watches the others trying to learn more about these Tines. As he listens he struggles with his thoughts "Tines... Tines... I vaguely remember hearing of them - but that's it (Failed Int). Hmmm. Some of us appear to be one of them though. Better learn all I can and fast.".
Flueterflam Sunday January 16th, 2000 10:19:59 AM
"Are those the elves we saw when we were on the boat? You know, that living thing." Fluet also takes a scarf. He puts in on in the most stylish way he can. Then remembering what Shad said, "You know I was just trying to get everyone off our backs. But I'll start working on new 'sad' one. Just after I finish the one about Joe and his wife. It isn't yet completely finished."
Olana Sunday January 16th, 2000 2:29:59 PM
Olana nods as Maredrew speaks. "It is never easy when the enemy is so great, and we are so few. The scarf is a great gift, we can now operate under Parnoth's snout and he will be unaware of it. Thankyou Maredrew." Then - as he goes on to talk of the elves, she leaps to her feet in horror. "Dying?? Oh no!! But we must help them - we must!!" she exclaims, her voice almost a high-pitched squeak at the thought of such devastation.
K'nara Monday January 17th, 2000 6:30:05 AM
The frown on the female fighter's face is akin to a snarl, but her voice as she addresses Maredrew--while harsh--is low and measured. "Titania...I can't quite place it, as geography isn't my long suit, but DO tell us what that puke-colored reptile is responsible for NOW." Then K'nara gestures to Olana to try to get a grip on herself and sit down to listen to their fellow Tine's story.
Milo Monday January 17th, 2000 5:11:49 PM
Standing there with an extremely pale look on his face, "Were in over our heads..." Milo trails off and then forces himself to swallow.
Ingrge Monday January 17th, 2000 6:57:16 PM
Turning paler than you ever thought you could see an elf turn, Ingrge, with barely controled rage, turns to Maredew and says, If - I - ever - find - out - that - ANY - Tine could have stopped what is happening to my people, I personally will hunt down and exterminate every last member, if I have to come back from the dead to do it. So I swear upon the Gods of the Wold. Now quickly, before more of my people die, tell us what you know and what you want of us and why you think we can help.
Talking It Out(DM Sam) Tuesday January 18th, 2000 1:45:36 AM
turns an angry glare on Ingrge, and says in a low voice "I understand your anger, but dont you dare threaten me or my friends ever again. "Your people" are my people too!" his hand falls to the hilt of his longsword, and for a minuet it seems like he might actually draw it, but after about a minuet he slowly removes his hand from it. "Maybe I made a mistake seeking you all out." he says, shaking his head sadly. "Maybe I should go find someone else." then he rises from his chair, looking like he is preparing to leave
K'nara Tuesday January 18th, 2000 7:26:30 AM
"Maredrew, you take one more step and even Dis Gruntle will not be able to pry my fingers from your throat." K'nara says firmly, then looks from Ingrge back to the messenger from the Emerald Kingdom. "Now, sit down and TELL us what's happening--because all of us aren't happy with the basic news about Titania, and we need to know ALL the details."
Figment Tuesday January 18th, 2000 10:48:05 AM
Amazed at the animosity be shown this newcomer, the mage takes note but does nothing.
Shadrach Tuesday January 18th, 2000 3:16:34 PM
Shad glared at Ingrge. "There is no point in playing the friend, if you are determined to behave like a brainless thug. Go, break your oath, take him outside and beat information out of him! I have had enough of your murderousness!"
Disgruntal Tuesday January 18th, 2000 3:52:54 PM
Once again taking note at the activity at the Talons' table the huge being bellows "Either fight or don't! You're interrupting my carving! Make up your mind!".
Olana Tuesday January 18th, 2000 5:25:36 PM
Blinking for a moment, the elf then leaps into action. With a rather forced cheery smile she says to Disgruntle "Everything's alright...really it is," before standing alongside Ingrge. There she whispers to him. "You must control your anger. Close your eyes, take a good long, deep breath. As you exhale - let the anger flow out with it. We must be calm now, then we can think clearly, and help our fellows. Okay?"
Flueterflam Tuesday January 18th, 2000 7:56:29 PM
Fluet gets a sudden idea. Whispering to his companions, "Someone needs to fill me in after this is all through." He winks then stands up. He proceeds to casually walk past Disgruntal. As he is walking near, he looks at the carving Disgruntal is working on. Fluet then walks up to the hulking brute, "Doing that is o.k., but how bout if you trying doing it more like this..." Fluet tries showing him a different 'style' of carving. Hopefully drawing his attention away from the group for awhile.
Milo Tuesday January 18th, 2000 8:26:38 PM
Milo sits motionless and listens very intently, then lapses momentarily mentioning off hand to no one in particular... "I love it when everyone is all worked up... especially when I'm not the one they're all worked up about." He smiles wistfully, then returns to silence.
Yelling It Out(DM Sam) Wednesday January 19th, 2000 1:35:30 AM
Maredrew turns his glare from Ingrge to K'nara, but doesnt say anything. after a long pause, he sits back down. "There is a disease running rampent throughout the kindome, though it is mostly near Culverwood. Parnoth didnt create it, but hes quarenteened that part of the kindome off, allowing everyone there to die. We have already found a cure, but need someone to deliver it. We were hoping that all of you would do it, but now im not sure i should of ever told you about it." then he pulls out a scroll. "There isnt any time to waste. Either you do this, or you dont. If you decide to, I have some more info for you. If you dont, then I need to find someone who will. But I need your decision now."
K'nara Wednesday January 19th, 2000 5:07:46 AM
K'nara's scowl deepens as Maredrew speaks, her animosity for the dragon holding her homeland in his evil clutches increasing exponentially as the elf from the Tines gives the details. "_Thank_ you, Maredrew." she says tightly. "If the Emerald Kingdom is in such need, then those of us sworn to the cause of the Tines will come to its aid. Ingrge here is just holding a bit of a grudge because of Parnoth's ill-treatment of us as a group...he is correct in that the Tines HAD promised to keep us from having to work for that miserable bag of moldy scales, but it's obvious that we need to build up more of a power base against the dragon. Meanwhile..." here the warrior woman holds out her hand for the scroll in question, "...Titania needs help, and the Emerald Talons will do whatever they can to give that aid."
Milo Wednesday January 19th, 2000 10:38:55 AM
His grin turning to a look of extreme dubiousness, "Good Maredrew... how do we avoid catching their bug while we're saving them? I'd like to help as much as any of my comrades, but a dead... um scout... or elf or priest or wizard... if we die in transit, what is the point." Milo clears his throat, then, "Do you have any suggestions on how we avoid catching the disease... you can't fight that enemy with steel, or wits for that matter."
Disgruntal Wednesday January 19th, 2000 10:39:56 AM
ignores the distractions and focuses on the bar. To Fluet he says gruffly "Show me when my shift is over. But I doubt you can teach me anything.". Looking at the carving you can tell this guy is a master - at least by human standards. You also notice (if your listening) that the bouncer has quite a diverse and rich vocabulary. Strange for a bouncer...
Figment Wednesday January 19th, 2000 10:41:54 AM
The mage looks on with interest and mentions his feelings. "I have no tie to the Tines - other than my compatriots apparently are members - but I would welcome an adventure. We've been here too long and the cause seems quite worthy.".
Ingrge d20=13 Wednesday January 19th, 2000 1:57:08 PM
Glaring back at Shad, I have no intentions of breaking any of the oaths I have taken. My latest oath is in fact very much in line with the oath I took with the Tines. I will give up my life and more in the protection and defense of the people of the Emerald Forest and I will destroy ALL who cause those same people injury or death. Perhaps you should take a look at the oath you yourself swore before judging others. Watching Maredew for a momnet and hearing what he has to say, Ingrge comes to a decision, sighs and and then to Maredew he asks, "So what exactly is this disease? Where did it come from and what are its symptoms? Does it affect only elves? And as my friend here so tactfully put it, How are we to avoid catching this disease ourselves?
Olana Wednesday January 19th, 2000 6:25:08 PM
Still in a bit of a muddle, at her fellows having a verbal skirmish, Olana exclaims - "Oooh - well if we have the cure, then it wont matter if we're susceptible to the disease or not will it?"
Shadrach Wednesday January 19th, 2000 7:08:12 PM
Shad stared coldly and murmured, "I know who is to blame for the elves' plight. I do not seek easy scapegoats."
Getting some info(DM Sam) Wednesday January 19th, 2000 11:24:21 PM
seeing that everyone has calmed down a bit, Maredrew sits back down at the table. "The disease is called the Goblin's wasting, because it causes elves to turn into goblins, and killing any other humanoid that catches it. As i said before, we already have the cure. A alchemist named Drahdi has made it, but unfortunatly he sucummed to the disease and became a goblin himself. The cure itself is a bitter tasting tea. If you take it before you go, you will be immune to the disease. All I need you to do is take them to them to the village of Perpaguil in the tamed lands, and then take the rest to Titania. I have the stuff all loaded in a wagon ready to go. This", he says, passing the scroll to K'nara "Is a map that shows the road to Perpaguil. Once there look for elves wearing the same scarves that i gave you. They are Tine agents and will distribute the cure. But i must tell you, in Titania is where its the worst. Parnoth knows this and has 'volunteers', which are members of the Tines and their families. Some of your family members might be there, but i dont know for sure. Also, one of our leaders has been imprisoned, but thats not important right now. You need to get that cure to Titania."
Figment Thursday January 20th, 2000 11:55:01 AM
After listening to the story the mage speaks. "I have some questions and comments. You say you have the tea here? If so, does the anicdote only work for a time or is it permanent? If it's permanent I'd say we should take it now. Also, for those who have already succumbed to the disease, can it be reversed? Do those who turn into goblins become a goblin in every way or is it just their bodies? Does this Drahdi still have his mind? Is he now evil or still good?"
Flueterflam Thursday January 20th, 2000 5:42:15 PM
Fluet, realizing his plan might not work so well, says, "Actually, after your shift, you might be able to teach me a thing or two. Sorry for bothering you." He smiles then returns to the group. Hearing about the 'disease', Fluet asks, "I'm not trying to doubt you, but if this is as serious as you say, you must understand how much trouble we all have in doubting you. Especially those of us who were exiled. Don't misunderstand though, I'm in. I'll do it. But I hope you know, that if anything is different, and at least one of us lives, you may be in worse condition than anything that happens to us." Fluet is completely honest the whole time. Not once does he sound threatening. "I don't mean it as a threat though...by the way, what will you be doing while we travel there to hopefully spread the cure? And also, I'm not saying we exactly kept our whereabouts hidden, but how did you find us?" During these questions, Fluet does sound a bit suspicious. No harsh intentions obviously.
Shadrach Thursday January 20th, 2000 6:40:19 PM
"This can't be natural! How long has this disease been known?"
Milo Thursday January 20th, 2000 7:18:04 PM
Milo sits quietly, listening with a thoughtful expression on his face.
K'nara Thursday January 20th, 2000 8:11:13 PM
The female fighter's face is a stone mask as she absorbs the fact that Parnoth has likely rounded up and deposited all known Tine members and their families in the affected area. "Sounds just like him." she says with a snort. "Well, then, Maredrew, thank you for the news...is there a wagon with the supplies to make this cure or do we gather those up ourselves?" K'nara carefully tucks the scroll away in her belt pouch as Maredrew answers her question. "We must go purchase decent mounts, then," she tells the group, "and then we can make for the Kingdom...after partaking of that tea preventative first, of course."
Olana Friday January 21st, 2000 1:27:14 AM
Olana shudders. "Goblins! Uuuugh, what an awful fate! The sooner we get some of this tea drank and get there, the better!"
Getting some info(DM Sam) Friday January 21st, 2000 11:15:34 AM
turns to Figment "The cure is perminent, and it will reverse the transfrormation. As for Drahdi, hes dead. I went to go see him, and i found him dead on the floor, transformed into a goblin. I think he got into some posion or something. then he turns to Shadrach. "We've known about it for about 3 months, but we contacted Drahdi when we first found out about it. Its taken him that long to find a cure." then he looks at Flueterflam, but doesnt respond. "Is there any more questions?"
Milo Friday January 21st, 2000 11:54:43 AM
Glancing at Maredrew momentarily, "Yeah..." then looking up and away from the table Milo shouts to the barmaid..."Hey Sweetie... could we get a kettle of boiling hot water over here... we're gonna have tea... Oh bring some pastries while your at it." Milo looks back to the group again with an innocent look on his face... "Might as well enjoy it... its about tea time anyhow."
Figment Friday January 21st, 2000 12:20:12 PM
The mage smiles broadly at the thought of getting mounts. "I will be glad to lend my equestrian expertise to this effort. I am somewhat of an expert on that.". At Maredrew's prompting for more questions the mage asks "You know, Fluet did ask an interesting question: How did you find us? Are others capable of or interested in doing the same - Parnoth perhaps?". After a moment of thought the mage turns to K'Nara and asks a second question: "K'Nara, this may just be a technicality - but it sounds like they are important to Parnoth. You actually are not banished from the Emerald Kingdom like your comrades here. You were sent on a different mission which you completed. Even though you were intended to die you were not commanded to. Therefore you would not be breaking the law - such as it is - by reentering the Emerald Kingdom would you? It may be nothing but it might be useful some time.".
Shadrach Friday January 21st, 2000 9:51:07 PM
"It wouldn't be too hard for Parnath to find us. We've been staying at the Red Wyrm Inn for two weeks, and had a fairly high profile banquet and dress-up party just before that. We must be cautious of spies, even if the scarves protect us from old Greenie's scrying. But I hope you don't contemplate K'Nara's entering openly! He'd only try to kill her again. Maredrew, DOES the oath of the Tines actually allow one to know who is a traitor to the Tines?"
Olana Friday January 21st, 2000 10:09:27 PM
Olana will help prepare the tea when the water arrives. Wrinkling her nose she says to Milo - "You know, I hope this tea tastes better than what we drank earlier. Made me feel rather weird, that did."
Sweetie Pie Saturday January 22nd, 2000 11:59:53 AM
A whistling sound is heard from the direction of the kitchen. Moments later, a strawberry blonde half elf brings a fair-sized pot of water in a dark turqoise ceramic pot. Steam emanates from the nicely curved spout. On a tray she holds in the other hand are enough cups and spoons for all at the table. The cups form a circle 'round the sugar bowl, cream pitcher, and matching turqoise small tea pot. "The cups are hot." She pulls an indented delicate metallic mesh screen attached to a handle. Indicating the small tea pot, she suggests to Olana, "If you can fill this about 3/4 full of the tea leaves, hold it and I'll pour the hot water over it." She waits for Olana to do so, then pours. "Fine. Now let that sit for a few minutes. Then pour a little into the bottom of each cup," she says, holding the mesh screen over a cup by way of demonstration, "maybe an ounce or two. On top of that, pour more hot water. And of course, here is sugar and cream, if you'd like either." She excuses herself, and returns a few moments later with a large tray, half filled with pastries, the other half with assorted sliced fruit. Sweetie Pie flashes a warm smile to those at the table. "Enjoy! Let me know if I can get you anything else." She gives Milo a wink, and goes to wait on another table.
Milo Saturday January 22nd, 2000 1:11:36 PM
Milo returns the wink and turns back to the party with a smug look on his face, "Pastry anyone... I hear the rasberry filled are perfectly delicious... You might as well, a spoon full of sugar and all that... " Milo helps himself to one of the larger delicacies.
Ingrge Saturday January 22nd, 2000 3:24:59 PM
Listening to all the other chatter, Ingrge is silent for awhile and seems to be lost in thought. As the tea is made he takes a cup as it is handed out and lifts it to his mouth only to spit it out violently with a muttered curse as it burns his lips. Now aware of his surroundings again, Ingrge looks aroud at the group and asks. "What if we were to reenter the Emerald Kingdom already disguised as a diseased group already looking like goblins. Perhaps we could have the scarves on as part of our disguise trying to shield our diseased appearence from others. Parnoth might not be looking for a group of ill travellers. Maredew, when Parnoth banishes a group or family to the infected area do they have some sort of mark or letter that identifies them as being sent there?. And if so how can we get some forged ones?
Shadrach Saturday January 22nd, 2000 9:32:24 PM
"We're too tall! Wait, how fast does the disease progress?"
Getting some more info(DM Sam) Monday January 24th, 2000 2:28:53 AM
"Well, you could disguise yourself as goblins, but everyone in the kindome has orders to kill them on sight and burn the bodies in order to prevent the disease. As far as getting orders to get you in there, I can get them, but it will take time. And time is something we dont have. And dont worry about Parnoth scrying you too much. Like I said, the scarves protect you from that, and some of our fellow Tines are going to cause some trouble in the northern part of the kindome, so that Parnoth's attention is diverted away from you. And as far how I found you, there were rumors that you were here. Im surprised Parnoth didnt send someone after you." then he pulls out a small pouch. "Heres the tea. It tastes like crap, but it will protect you."
Figment d20=15 Monday January 24th, 2000 12:14:26 PM
looks at the tea with a bit of trepidation. After it has had some time to cool, the mage takes a deep breath and downs it quickly - successfully keeping it down. (Made save). "Ooo. That was bad - but managable. Maredrew, will you be traveling with us? Also, are there any groups that would be opposed to us getting the medicine to the elves? I would think even Parnoth would not benefit from this. How can he increase his hoard if his subjects are all dead or goblins? Strange..."
K'nara Monday January 24th, 2000 12:21:40 PM
As Olana prepares the tea, K'nara contemplates the possible ways to sneak into the Emerald Kingdom. "Well...we could try disguising ourselves either as tourists--which will require some spending--or as imported talent to entertain tourists...which, as we all know, Parnoth brings into the area all the time to keep the tourists diverted from noticing the atrocious conditions of the natives. I think disguising ourselves as an acting troupe would work best, since it's unobtrusive enough to not have any guards try to 'escort us for our own safety,' nor for them to hassle us too much since they'll obviously be on the defensive against the disease and/or the diversion that Maredrew is referring to. I do believe that Fluet and I can help with the disguises, since he's a bard and I have...some small experience with living in disguise." The chestnut-haired warrior woman smiled reminiscently as the hunchbacked alter-ego of Modo came to mind.
Milo Monday January 24th, 2000 12:24:28 PM
Milo thinks to himself, 'Why hasn't Parnoth sent someone indeed... who do you suppose Madame Colsum was working for?' Then a thought occurs to Milo, and making a concerted effort not to eye Maredrew suspiciously, he sits, allowing his tea to cool. Then, in a very offhand tone, "So good Maredrew... whats in the tea? I mean, what is it composed of? That could be useful information if perchance we run out." Milo holds off on drinking the tea, waiting to see what sort of effect it will have.
Olana Monday January 24th, 2000 4:37:51 PM
Olana looks at Ingrge like he's gone completely mad. "I am NOT changing into a goblin!" she exclaims, and downs her share of the tea as fast as she can. "That was very nice," she then croaks, trying to disguise her revulsion of the aftertaste. "And.......croak...thankyou for the cakes...croak....SweetiePie... oh my...."
Shadrach Monday January 24th, 2000 9:20:41 PM
"Yuck..I mean, the magic potency is obvious, Maredrew!" He choked a little. "K'Nara, did you say--actors?"
Sweetie Pie Tuesday January 25th, 2000 3:48:29 AM
Observing the patrons' distress, the waitress brings two pitchers - one of cold spring water, and one of a mixed fruit juice which is partly sweet and partly tart. "Excuse me for interrupting," she says, "but when you all have a moment, Franklin -- our Innkeep -- says he wishes to have a brief word with you about that unfortunate matter concerning a grey elf some days past. Let me know when would be a good time, and I'll get him for you." She steps back from the table, going to help others, but glancing over occasionally.
Ingrge Tuesday January 25th, 2000 3:54:24 PM
realizing that the tea he just drank was god awful, Ingrge searches for something to chase it down with and hastily pours some of the fruit juice that sweetie brings by. At the mention of their ill fated almost companion, Ingrge looks up and asks Oh, is there a problem?
Getting some more info(DM Sam) Tuesday January 25th, 2000 6:36:00 PM
Maredrew pours himself a cup too and drinks it down. "Gods, that was rancid." then he turns to Milo, "I dont know whats in it. He was dead when i got there, so I didnt have a chance to ask him what was in it." then he turns to Figment. "No, I wont be going with you. I have some Tine bussiness with memebers of the Gold Dragons. As far as what you will be running into, Parnoth does have patrolls in the area, but they are more to prevent people leaving than entering. But there are roving bands of goblins and kobolds as stuff like that, victims of the disease, running about. Id be careful of them."
Shadrach Tuesday January 25th, 2000 6:36:01 PM
Whispering, "You don't think they're going to accuse us of arranging his fall, do you?"
Milo Tuesday January 25th, 2000 6:36:02 PM
Seeing Maredrew drop the tea down the hatch dispels Milo's suspicions, and he proceeds to pour himself a pre-emptive glass of fruit juice, and arrange another pastry in front of himself just so. Then with out further ado, he plugs his nose with one hand, grabs the cup of tea in the other and drops it down the hatch. In an amazing display of dexterity, he no sooner pours the foul concoction down his throat than he drops the teacup and grabs the juice glass all in the same motion, chasing the tea down... all without releasing the grip on his own nose. With that he comes up... 'burp' "Excuse me." Smiles and grabs the pastry and stuffs it in his mouth. The whole display is impressive... even for a halfling.
Flueterflam Tuesday January 25th, 2000 6:50:58 PM
Fluet finally decides to have some tea, since everyone else has. BUT FIRST, he closes his eyes, plugs his nose with one hand, and holds his breath. Then he takes a big gulp, forcing it down. Having accomplished that, he immediately has a pastry to get the taste away. "Did you have anything in mind K'nara, or was that just a tentative idea? Either way, it sounds fine with me." When Fluet starts to think about going back to Emerald Kingdom, he suddenly remembers his parents. He remembers how hard it was telling his parents that he was leaving to go adventure. He remembers how easy it was. Then he snaps back to reality. He looks around the inn at his new companions. They'd been through some rough stuff. He trusted each one with his life. But knowing all this made it even harder on Fluet. What if one of them was killed? What if something happened to all of them that is more gruesome than death? Suddenly he feels like a little child again. He has the horrible feeling that he's all alone. Silently he begins to cry. He doesn't know why. There is no one reason. The circumstances are just too unbearable..... After several minutes, the feeling passes. He wipes the tears from his face and tries to act like nothing is wrong.
Figment Tuesday January 25th, 2000 10:49:28 PM
The mage contemplates the words of the group. After a time he offers with anticipation "So who would like to go horse shopping?".
Olana Wednesday January 26th, 2000 11:34:59 AM
Looking astonished at Shad, the elf says "Oooh, surely they don't think we had anything to do with it.....do they?" Drinking some of the lovely fruit juice, she starts to feel much better. Giving Fluet a warm hug, she whispers to him with a smile - "C'mon you, everything will be alright, I'm sure. And just think - we get to go back home again." Checking all her stuff, she attempts to get herself organised. "Okay..." she says to no one in particular. "So we need to see Franklin before we leave,and buy some horses? Who's going to look after the tea supply?"
Milo Wednesday January 26th, 2000 2:22:19 PM
Milo looks over to Olana, "I'll keep an eye on the tea. I've already got a fine stout pony to carry me along. I'll just have her brought out from the stables. Though could you get me some grain for her, and perhaps a bundle of carrots. That would be most agreeable." Milo looks around at the group. "Hey buck up guys... at least we're getting the chance to do something about it. I've seen sickness where all you can do is stand by and pray. By the way... we're leaving today right?"
Franklin the Innkeeper Wednesday January 26th, 2000 3:53:03 PM
A six-foot tall man with dark hair, and a vaguely aristocratic air, approaches the table. A teenaged boy has accompanied him, and is holding a wooden box. The man gives a slight, but gracious bow toward those seated around the tea set. "We are pleased that you have again graced The Red Wyrm Inn with your presence and patronage," he begins. "I am Franklin," he says, with a slight, formal, momentary nodding of the head, "the Innkeep here. A few weeks back, it grieves me to remind you, there was an unfortunate ... accident. One Xanthalos, a grey elf, and a mage, as it were, spent some time in your company, and was about, or so it seemed to eyewitnesses we interviewed following the incident, to join in with your ... group." He looks around, one eyebrow raised, allowing a moment for confirmation or otherwise. "I had pledged to you to fully investigate the cause of and culpability for his ... demise." The listener will note Franklin's habit of brief pauses in the midst of his speech, as if looking for the proper word. "As you may be aware, some remodeling occurs here from time to time. The beam which arched downward from the scaffolding struck the unfortunate ... Xanthalos full in the face. I, too, was brushed by the beam, and nearly joined the departed in a freefall down the open shaft of the Maw. But, blessed be the gods, I was, this time, spared." Franklin looks around at those seated at the table. "Do you wish to learn of results of our investigation?" He bends slightly at the waist, attending upon the party's response with an expectant air.
Shadrach Wednesday January 26th, 2000 5:18:01 PM
Shad tried to cover his nervousness. "We had only just met but were considering him for membership. His accident was unfortunate, but just an accident, yes? What have you found that says differently, master Franklin?"
Leaving(DM Sam) Wednesday January 26th, 2000 7:26:30 PM
Maredrew looks at Franklin, with a thoughful look on his face. "Well, I need to be leaving. I have an appointment with the Gold Dragons later on today, and I need to get ready for it." he then puts another scroll on the table. "Heres where the tea is. Its alreay loaded on the wagons and ready to go. There are 16 barrells, 8 on each wagon. If there are no more questions, ill be taking my leave." and he stands up, waiting if hes asked anything else
K'nara d20=15 Thursday January 27th, 2000 9:42:28 AM
K'nara shrugged at Shadrach's question, then chugged her tea. Without batting an eyelash (OOC: she made her constitution check), she fixes a steely gaze upon Franklin and nods her head. "Seeing as how you went through the trouble to investigate this accident and all, I'm most curious to hear what you've been able to discover." As Franklin tells all, however, K'nara pours a glass of water, drinks it, and then does likewise with the fruit juice. After the innkeeper's business is finished, she addresses the others of her group: "Well, then...anybody here know how to drive a wagon..?"
Figment Thursday January 27th, 2000 5:24:00 PM
stands and shakes Maredrew's hand. "It was good to make your acquaintance. I hope we meet again soon under better circumstances. Be well.". He turns to listen to Franklin. "Sir Franklin, you are quite the diplomat. Your words are very well chosen. Xantholos WAS in our company and expressed interest in joining our group. We would be very interested in your findings. Please continue.".
Franklin the Innkeeper Friday January 28th, 2000 12:48:56 AM
Looking at Shadrach, Franklin replies, "Yes, it appears to have been." He acknowledges K'nara's words with a nod. At Figment's compliment, he says, "Thank you, most kind." Then he gets to the point. "Our foreman, Dalkin, master carpenter, had instructed an apprentice in the placement and configuration of a portion of the scaffolding. Satisfied with the work the lad was doing, Dalkin went to inspect another area. Unfortunately, the apprentice allowed himself to be distracted by the goings-on here in the Inn, and reversed the loops in a series of crucial knots. Another worker, seeing what appeared to be a steady plank, put his weight upon it. It gave way, and he caught himself, but the board swung down ... and that proved the death of Xanthalos." He sighs. "We have gathered his possessions, and placed them in this box." Franklin nods at the boy, whose lip trembles.
Adnan Friday January 28th, 2000 12:49:33 AM
"I - I - I am so s-s-sorry. It was my f-f-fault," says the boy, perhaps fourteen or fifteen years old.
Dalkin Friday January 28th, 2000 12:50:12 AM
A slender man who has been sitting, attentive, at a nearby table, stands. Though slender, the veins and sinews of his forearms stand out in sharp relief, his arms not bulky, but strong. He moves to place his hand on the boy's shoulder. "No, I did not teach well. The fault is mine." He instructs the boy, "Adnan, show them what is in the box."
Adnan opens the box Friday January 28th, 2000 12:51:01 AM
Franklin has pulled up a nearby chair. The boy sets the plain but well-crafted box thereon. He lifts the clasp, then the lid. Inside: A book with rich leather cover lies within. A folded pair of robes, in two shades of maroon. A belt with various pouches, large and small. And a celtic-like knot made of a lock of long, silver hair rests on blue velvet. A necklace, with symbols of many of the gods of Wold. An urn lies at the back, sealed at the top with wax. Carved into the urn is the name "Xanthalos D'Shainin".
Dalkin Friday January 28th, 2000 12:52:53 AM
The man who spoke to the boy says, "I am Dalkin. Until a few weeks ago, no one had ever died due to carelessness on my part. I accept full responsibility for what happened, and submit myself to any penalty you see fit."
Bystander Friday January 28th, 2000 1:43:04 AM
A patron sitting at another table, in a loud stage whisper, says, "I still say that elf was more a donkey's patoot than anybody I've ever seen walk in here."
K'nara Friday January 28th, 2000 5:55:02 AM
K'nara's sharp hazel eyes take in the master and his apprentice as they explain and show the contents of the box. After a beat, the woman warrior places a hand on the boy's shoulder. "Aye, a terrible mistake to make, boy, but one you won't make ever again, I wager..?" Her tone is surprisingly compassionate. "I speak as one who knows the weight of an unintended error with dire consequences--" K'nara cuts herself off, smiling at Adnan with a twist of her lips. "You'll remember this one, boy, and be all the better a craftsman for it, I'll warrant." The human bladesinger throws a jaundiced eye upon the ex-elf's belongings in the box, snorting upon the unsolicited yet ever-so-accurate comment by the bystander. "Ah...um...well...I guess we can try to locate Xanthalos' next-of-kin while we're out buying mounts. Thank you, Franklin...Dalkin...Adnan." The female fighter acknowledges each of them with a nod of her cauled head as she accepts the box.
Figment Friday January 28th, 2000 11:51:44 AM
smiles as the lad stands and takes responsibility for his actions. "Well met, lad. Your bravery is comendible. We will handle the rest of this. I see no reason for punishment. It was not deliberate. If his family feels they need compensation, I'm sure they will contact you. We, will not require anything.". With that, the mage stands and exits with the rest of the Talons. "Franklin, I'm sure we will return to your well run inn when we stay in Plateau City.".
Ingrge Friday January 28th, 2000 12:15:03 PM
Listening to Franklin and the others comment about Xanth, Ingrge can not help but think that this is all some sort of joke. There is the slightest hint of a smile tugging at his lips and after K'narra's comment a mumbled "did us all a favor that boy did, ought to pay him for it," is just audilbe. At Figments comment, Ingrge snorts and looking at the forman and his apprentice says I wouldn't overly worry about his family causing any problems over his death. I wioll make sure should we be able to find them that they understand that the fault lay with him and not you all. And actually was more merciful than the one he was bound for should his comments have comtinued.
Olana Friday January 28th, 2000 12:48:03 PM
The elf sighs as the most unfortunate incident involving the grey elf is brought up, and looks at the box with uncertainty. Seeing the young one's distress she gives him a heart warming smile. "Try not to worry," she says, "accidents do happen." She gives the departing Maredrew a gracious bow. "Be assured, we will do everything we can to get this tea to those who need it," she says solemnly. Then, she prepares to accompany the others on their latest adventure.
Milo d100=99 Friday January 28th, 2000 3:50:54 PM
With a not so deft hand, Milo drops a gold into the lads pocket, then turning to leave he looks up at Ingrge and silently mimes snapping his fingers while mouthing the word "darn". Stepping to the door, he slaps Maredrew on the back, "Later drewie... we'll take care of this nasty ol plague." Then whistling a merry tune, Milo falls in line behind the rest of the group.
Leaving(DM Sam) Friday January 28th, 2000 11:08:55 PM
after wishing everone good luck, Maredrew leaves the inn right before everone else does. once everyone is outside, they can see by looking on the scroll Maredrew gave you that Drahdi's shop is only a few blocks away.
Dalkin Sunday January 30th, 2000 5:06:28 AM
The craftsman acknowledges with his attentiveness the words of each. He says, "I am not a rich man, but, if, as you said, you think to make efforts to find his next of kin, well," he holds forth a pouch, "this is from me and some of the crew to help take care of any costs to you. Take it." If there seems any reluctance on the part of the party to take the coin-filled bag, Dalkin will say, "I think my coworkers might take offense if you refused this." The bag is filled with 63 gp, and a silver ring worth perhaps 10gp. Not much for adventurers, perhaps, but a considerable sum for laborers.
Adnan Sunday January 30th, 2000 5:18:55 AM
Adnan shakes his head vigorously in the negative when K'nara suggests he is not likely to repeat his mistake. He looks down at his shoes when Figment commends him his courage in confessing his fault. The boy's face is a combination of sad and relieved as Olana tries to reassure him. When Ingrge remarks they should pay the boy for doing them a favor, Adnan's ears turn red. When Milo places a gold coin in his pocket, he takes it out, and hands it back. "N-n-no, sir, I c-can not t-t-take anyth-th-thing for s-s-uch."
Franklin the Innkeeper Sunday January 30th, 2000 5:29:19 AM
The innkeeper says to the group, "Well, thank you for your understanding, and kind words. I'm sure the boy will be fine. Success to you on your ventures. Each of you is welcome at any time." He hands K'nara a scroll case. "As a token of our appreciation." Inside will be found a dozen signed & stamped certificates for "One night, with all amenities, in one of the Red Wyrm Inn's deluxe suites." He takes Dalkin and Adnan to the back of the Inn.
K'nara Monday January 31st, 2000 10:33:13 AM
The human bladesinger pauses only briefly when Dalkin explains about the bag and its importance to his employees and fellow craftsmen. K'nara nods in acknowledgement as she accepts the bag. "Our gratitude, sir, to you and yours for your scrupulous attention to your sense of responsibility. Go with a clear conscience and our wishes for a long, lucrative and henceforth unmarred careers." She thanks Franklin, too, as she accepts the Red Wyrm Inn certificates.
Figment Monday January 31st, 2000 11:40:49 AM
makes sure and get the box of Xanth's things. After they leave, he muses to Ingrge "Perhaps our brief encounter will yield new magic. Maybe worth the pain. We'll see... So! Who needs to go with me to procure a mount?".
Shadrach Monday January 31st, 2000 11:47:21 AM
Shad kept silent, wondering how the dead elf's relatives would take his death. If Xanthalos had been someone more like, say, K'Nara, the group would've been more demanding, asking for a monument, perhaps, demanding satisfaction with her killer.
Flueterflam Monday January 31st, 2000 4:15:59 PM
During the majority of the conversation, Flueterflam has kept to himself. Being the optimist that he is, Fluet feels pretty much his old self again. In fact he feels almost better than he did just a few days ago. In response to Figment, "Actually I could ride with someone else, I'm not that great at riding horses. Plus, I can keep someone company." Fluet smiles and glances at his female companions, looking for a possible invitation.
Olana Monday January 31st, 2000 4:50:39 PM
As they leave, Olana says to K'Nara, "You know they're all jolly nice in that Inn, aren't they." She skips along toward Drahdi's, chatty as anything and getting quite excited now at the prospect of a new adventure. "Figment? Do you know a lot about horses? I'm looking for a pony that's fairly light on it's feet, but not too feisty." On hearing Fluet's request, she grins. "Let's see what they've got. If they only have larger animals, then you can sit up with me if you like."
Drahdi's House(DM Sam) Monday January 31st, 2000 10:51:58 PM
following the instructions on the scroll, the group easily finds Drahdi's home. Its a 2 story building, with a stable around the back. when the look in the stable, everyone sees two wagons loaded up with 8 barrells each. there are 4 draft horses in the stables, waiting to be hitched up to the wagons. there is enough room on each wagon for 2 people to ride up front on
Drahdi's House(DM Sam) Monday January 31st, 2000 10:52:55 PM
following the instructions on the scroll, the group easily finds Drahdi's home. Its a 2 story building, with a stable around the back. when the look in the stable, everyone sees two wagons loaded up with 8 barrells each. there are 4 draft horses in the stables, waiting to be hitched up to the wagons. there is enough room on each wagon for 2 people to ride up front on
Figment Tuesday February 1st, 2000 11:50:20 AM
carefully examines the horses for quality. He also examines the wagons for construction, durability, and quality. "Yes, Olana, I'm quite well-versed in riding, breeding, and handling horses. It's something my family does. I would suggest you ride alone - or we at least have the ability for everyone to have their own seat. Looks like Milo and I have mounts, 4 can ride in the wagons - I would suggest, Fluet, you make your place on one of them - that leaves a need for only one more mount. I will be glad to help you choose a worthy mount, Olana, if that person would be you.".
K'nara Tuesday February 1st, 2000 2:20:34 PM
"I, too, have a mount, Figment," K'nara says, looking speculatively at the wagons, "Though, if I needs must, I daresay that I could tie Poki in back of one of the wagons and drive it."
Ingrge Tuesday February 1st, 2000 6:52:46 PM
Looking at the wagons and draft horses, Ingrge turns to Fiment and Knara and states, I think we should each have a riding horse in addition to the draft horses and maybe two spares riding horses if possible. Three of us should ride horses, one on point the other two floating at the flanks and rear. Two, obviously must drive the wagons, and I think either two mages or bow users should ride in the wagons as well. the extra six horses can follow tied to the wagons. This will allow us more flexibility and also allow for fresh mounts to be rotated in an out. Of course this all depends on if we each saved enough cash to purchase these mounts.
Shadrach Tuesday February 1st, 2000 11:28:13 PM
"That's an awful lot of horses," Shad walked up to one of the drafts and looked way up at it doubtfully. "Could we ride these things if we need to ditch the wagon? I'm not much of a rider, I gotta admit. Might need a ladder to get on top of these things."
Figment Wednesday February 2nd, 2000 10:19:33 AM
"A mount for each person would be reasonable. Of course, the more animals we bring, the more trouble it will be to feed them and protect them. I would prefer to ride myself as opposed to being on the wagon - if that's OK. I'm proficient at casting from that position - or dismounting to cast when necessary."
Milo Wednesday February 2nd, 2000 10:51:30 AM
Looking up and around at the rest of the group, "It really makes no difference to me whether I ride my Pony Rose, or drive one of the wagons. In fact, now that I think of it, I'd just as soon leave Rose out of this whole messy disease business. So count me in on driving one of the wagons." The halfling vaults himself up into the driver's seat of the nearest wagon, setting his pack at his side.
Flueterflam Wednesday February 2nd, 2000 5:22:24 PM
"I'll ride with the wagon. I'm a bow user, plus I'm not good at riding horses. Of course, I've been known, if the need arises, to learn quickly. I leave the decision up to you guys what happens." Fluet just waits for everyone else to make up their minds. Then he goes along with the decision.
K'nara Wednesday February 2nd, 2000 7:23:00 PM
K'nara considered Ingrge's suggestion, but shook her head. "While we have more than enough money to buy the number of horses you suggest, Ingrge," she said, "I doubt we'd need to have to swap horses and stuff along the way--all of the horses we use will be taking the trip, thus they would all be under the same amount of strain or exhaustion. We are only going as fast as the draft horses pulling the wagons can go, anyway. We could buy replacements--if we REALLY needed to--along the way by trading in our mounts and making up for the shortage with some cash." The woman warrior looked to the wagons. "That's Milo and Fluet in one wagon, then...and, who--Shadrach and Olana in the other..?" She looked to the people she was naming for their reactions to the assignments. "That would leave Figment, Ingrge and myself as outriders--which means we should get Ingrge a horse." The tall human glanced around her group, gaging reactions and listening for any counters to her logic.
Horseing Around(dm sam) Wednesday February 2nd, 2000 10:43:45 PM
after doing a quick survey of the wagon and the horses, Figment can tell that the horses are in good shape, and that the wagons are sturdy and well built. the draft horses seem to be a little restless, as if they have been pinned in the stables for a while. everyone else is gathered in a group discussing the finer points on buying horses
Figment Thursday February 3rd, 2000 10:48:46 AM
"So how about it, Ingrge? Would you like to quickly go pick up a mount?"
Shadrach Thursday February 3rd, 2000 11:41:50 AM
"Sounds good to me. Didn't Maredrew say this thing is ready to go? I'll go check our supplies and see if we need anything else."
Olana Thursday February 3rd, 2000 7:31:03 PM
"Well okay then," says the elf brightly. "I'll ride on one of the wagons, as K'Nara here suggested." Looking around, she adds, "I suppose there are enough horses here to do the job, and we need to be careful that we don't draw too much attention to ourselves I suppose." Puzzled, she then asks " How do wagon drivers behave, do you think? Will I have to curse a lot?"
Milo Thursday February 3rd, 2000 7:37:01 PM
To K'nara in a slow, practiced drawl, "Sure thing boss.. me'n these here horses er friends already." Then turning away so as not to hit anyone, Milo snorts and spits on the ground. He turns back to the group with a grin, in his normal perkiness, "Something like that Olana." Then back to K'nara, "I've never been to the Emerald Kingdom before... I have a couple a weeks of dry rations... will that be enough... at least to get going?" Milo is genuinely concerned over the food.
Ingrge Thursday February 3rd, 2000 10:48:53 PM
listening as plans are finalized, Ingrge shugs his shoulders when asked if he minds going on horseback, and says i will be glad to though I'm not the best judge of horseflesh. So if Figment doesnt mind coming with me perhaps we can find something that is suitable for my use.
Figment Friday February 4th, 2000 10:46:29 AM
takes Ingrge to the stable where he keeps Jux and asks the owner for a suitable mount for Ingrge. He looks at the available stock and selects the one that is in the best shape and fits Ingrge the best. He then goes and get Jux and his riding gear ready to go. When complete he returns to the others at the house.
K'nara Friday February 4th, 2000 1:26:48 PM
"Figment and Ingrge can go get a horse for Ingrge to ride," K'nara nodded as she spoke, "Fluet and myself can go get some extra food for the trip from that general store I saw just down the street and a block over. Everyone else can wait here for our return. Does anyone else need anything we can pick up while we're getting this stuff..?" The tall woman looked around at everyone in the group.
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