K'nara Monday January 1st, 2001 5:24:16 AM
Frowning as she continued to follow the sound of the bard in the sewers, K'nara took great care to obey Fluet's shouted suggestion.
Olana d20=14 Monday January 1st, 2001 6:46:45 PM
Olana manages to traverse the passage without getting her feet wet. She crouches beside Ingrge to have a look at what he is examining before looking up the steps. "It looks like a similar arrangement to the one up top," she whispers. "Colours are dangerous with this one." Following suit - she takes the steps slowly, stepping on the non-yellow ones.
DM Jan (The Wizards House) Tuesday January 2nd, 2001 10:48:11 AM
As Ingrge and Olana take a look at what's at the base of the stairs, in the gloom they can make out the stone carving of a rat. It has huge nasty teeth and is sat alongside a small grate that looks like it has swung open occasionally due to scrape marks on the floor.
As the others make their way gingerly up the steps, Fluet the reckless bard leaps into a room with a cry. He is greeted with an empty cellar. Ahead are wooden stairs leading up, and a door at the top - slightly ajar.
Ingrge d20=4 Tuesday January 2nd, 2001 10:54:23 AM
Taking a look at the grate, Ingrge uses evey little bit of perceptual ability he possesses and tries to tell if the grate might have been opened in the last few minutes. (made by 8) Knowing that this is not his area of knowledge, he turns to Olanna. "Can you tell if this grate has been opened very recently or if some one has passed thru recently?
Milo d100=48 Tuesday January 2nd, 2001 11:29:50 AM
Following everyone into the cellar, Milo seems a bit twitchy as he gets closer and closer to what he believes is the home of a very powerful wizard. With a look of mild shame he turns to Olana, "Um... I, well... were not outside right now, and I... um... well, I'd sure feel more comfortable going in here if I had my... ahem... ring to use." The burglar smiles weakly. "Oh, and before you check that door, let me have a look... I mean even a door cracked open thus could possess a trap." Milo casually inspects the wooden steps for traps before proceeding up them. (OOC: Made my find traps roll with 48%)
Figment Tuesday January 2nd, 2001 12:09:28 PM
The mage examines the work of this mage as he moves along noting the way he crafts his wards and glyphs. He makes mental notes so that when they see these in the future - which he's sure of - he'll know what to generally expect.
Flueterflam d20=9 Tuesday January 2nd, 2001 3:00:50 PM
'Uh oh' the bard thinks to himself, 'empty cellar'. Just to be on the safe side, Fluet walks around the perimeter of the room. Once at the stairs, he pauses to study them, noting any feature out of the ordinary. (made int/per check)
K'nara Wednesday January 3rd, 2001 6:51:02 AM
The human bladesinger entered the basement area after passing the large rat statue. She looked around at the stairs and then at Ingrge inspecting the grate.
"Been used recently, you think..?" K'nara asked her second-in-command, casting another look up the stairs that Milo was checking for traps. "Milo...you see or hear anything..?"
Olana d20=18 Wednesday January 3rd, 2001 10:54:03 AM
Olana squints down at the grate but fails to see whether anyone has passed through. "I can't tell," she whispers, "although whoever we're chasing, they'd have to be pretty small to get through that." Up in the cellar room, she prepares to ascend the the stairs, after slipping Milo his ring. "Thanks for this before," she says with a smile. "And you're right. I doubt we'll find any elf police here."
DM Jan (The Wizards House) Wednesday January 3rd, 2001 11:09:53 AM
An inspection of the cellar brings an impression that it is a room rarely used. As the elves ponder over the grate, Ingrge can see a slight layer of dust and muck on the ground in front of the grate. It does not appear to have been disturbed all that recently.
As Figment studies these things - the coloured steps, the stone rat - everything seems a similar set-up as up at the main door. There are glyphs on the rat, and the grate next to it is rat-sized. There are no protective sigils here, but then, not all of the steps are coloured.
Up at the slightly open door, Milo cannot see any traps. However - there is a slight smell of what seems like burning paper wafting through, and the sound of distant, harried muttering. Through the crack can be seen another flight of stairs, carpeted and leading up.
Milo Wednesday January 3rd, 2001 11:38:34 AM
With a wide-eyed look on his face, Milo turns to the group with a forefinger held gingerly against his pursed lips then in an attempt to communicate with the party silently, he holds his nose as if in distaste, and that puts both hands in front of him, wriggling his fingers. Turning quickly to the door, he activates his ring, becoming invisible, and attempts to crack the door just enough to slip his diminutive head by and have a quick peek.
Shadrach Wednesday January 3rd, 2001 11:40:06 AM
Shad leaned up against the wall, trying not to shake. Fig was right. This place was just like that manor in Plateau city. They'd gotten into trouble by going up from a cellar, too. He still had nightmares about that place.
Figment Wednesday January 3rd, 2001 12:25:56 PM
The mage moves on with the others and makes sure to put his feet where they did since it appears they did not trigger the rat. He prepares to move on up into the house - relieved to be almost out of the cellar.
Flueterflam Wednesday January 3rd, 2001 2:57:47 PM
Fluet walks quietly up the stairs. And slowly.
Ingrge Wednesday January 3rd, 2001 7:04:41 PM
Responding to Knarra Ingrge says, It hasn't been used recently and as Olanna has said something would have to be fairly small to get thru. Before we go up, don't forget to skip the yellow steps, I will try and spike this shut, so we don't have any suprises from the rear.
Dakar d20=1 Wednesday January 3rd, 2001 8:18:50 PM
OOC: Apologies for my absence, moving back into school. Back now :)
IC: Dakar trods flat footed along the ledge until he catches up to the others. "Odd, most people I knew used their front door for guests... Seems that isn't the case here though."
K'nara Thursday January 4th, 2001 6:21:34 AM
The leader of the Emerald Talons nodded her acknowledgement of Ingrge's opinion, and gave a soft, wry chuckle at Dakar's.
"Somehow I doubt THIS wizard is particularly hospitable." she said in a low voice. "Let's give Milo a moment and then try to follow him up the stairs as quietly as possible..." Here K'nara unsheathed her sword and added: "...oh--and mind the yellow steps--we don't need more stone critters trying to chomp us!"
Olana Thursday January 4th, 2001 11:32:45 AM
The elf creeps upstairs with the others, feeling a bit undressed for the occasion without any armour and still having the constitution of a wimp, she doesn't do anything too brave like get up to the front of the party. Although rest assured, she will dive into the fray if necessary.
DM Jan (The Wizards House) Thursday January 4th, 2001 11:54:07 AM
As Milo opens the door he sees 6 carpeted steps straight ahead, and at the top of them to the left, light from an open doorway. There is a definite burning paper smell coming from up there, and a sound of things being torn, other stuff being knocked over and some frantic muttering. He manages to catch the following words - "....no need to panic ..... (expletive) Parnoth..... burn it..... it all.."
In the sewer, Ingrge notices a few holes in the grate that he might be able to wedge a spike into.
In the cellar, brave (Sir) Clegg, clutches at Shadrach again. 'I'm right behind ya, buddy," he chitters nervously. "Right behind ya."
Milo (Invisible) d100=53 Thursday January 4th, 2001 2:39:34 PM
Turning to his friends as they come up the stairs, Milo whispers, "There are a few carpeted steps ahead, and then it sounds as if someone in there is scared... it may be a trick... so be careful, I'm heading in to see if I can get into a good position... follow when you're ready." With that said, the invisible halfling draws his short sword and pads quietly into up the carpeted stairway, and peers into the lighted room where the muttering is coming from.
Shadrach Thursday January 4th, 2001 3:02:06 PM
He nodded and turned to Clegg, putting a finger to his lips. He tightened his grip on his trident.
Figment Thursday January 4th, 2001 4:57:28 PM
The mage follows the others up the stairs and prepares to cast, not wanting to be caught by suprise.
Ingrge Thursday January 4th, 2001 7:09:02 PM
wedging two spikes into the grate so it shouldn't open, Ingrge quicly follows the rest of the groupgoing through his spell in his mind trying to see what might be of use.
Dakar Thursday January 4th, 2001 8:20:48 PM
Dakar picks his way slowly up the stairs following K'nara but keeping an eye on Clegg. Mumbling to the leader he says "I don't trust the wily one in the rear... he may know something that we don't. He may be a deceitful agent, spreading lies."
K'nara d20=2 Friday January 5th, 2001 7:14:13 AM
Again the dwarven battlerager's words smacked of wisdom, so K'nara paused long enough to whisper to Olana:
"Keep an eye on Clegg--if there's a battle, I want to be sure he doesn't turn tail and run...but I don't want to see him get hurt, either. Stay in the rear with him."
After listening to Milo, the tall human warrior nodded.
"I'll count off three--we go in when I hold up my third finger, okay..?" she said in a low voice, looking around at the others. "Dakar and me first--Ingrge and Shad next--Fluet and Figment third...and Olana and Clegg can bring up the rear. Ready..?"
K'nara shifted her bastard sword to her right hand, nodding as she silently counted off ten, then held aloft her left thumb. Another ten nods and her left index finger popped up. Ten more seconds and she flashed a total of three fingers on her left hand. Then she kicked the half-open door completely ajar and charged into the room...
(OOC: K'nara's counted off one-half round [or 30 seconds]--if there's combat, then Milo & the mutturing merchant will likely have their half of the round to themselves before the rest of the Talons enter the room. I rolled a Strength check in case K'nara needed it to kick open the door.)
Olana Friday January 5th, 2001 10:43:35 AM
The elf slips toward the rear of the party on K'Nara's instructions, and stands next to Clegg, giving him one of her sweetest smiles, right before she pulls out a couple of daggers.
DM Jan (The Wizards House) d4+1=4 d4+1=5 d4+1=3 d4+1=5 d4+1=2 Friday January 5th, 2001 11:13:22 AM
Getting everyone in some semblance of order, the two warriors move past Fluet and the invisible Milo, and everyone charges into the room.
They are greeted by the following - The room they enter is fairly big - it's wizard heaven - where sofas and a crackling fire in the hearth are surrounded by piles of books, tables full of weigh scales, sacks of powder and big glass bottles. Racks of jars and vials line the walls - all labeled. On one table stands a large square wooden box, about 20 inches in diameter.
A man who Fluet recognises as the entemologist is stood in front of the fire where currently books and torn papers burn. One book - a bright green one - says "How to Kill Dragons" on a cover which quickly mottles and ingites. 'Spawn of Parnoth!!' he yells as they enter. 'You won't get anything from me!' Obviously prepared for an attack, there is a soft whoosh and a *whump whump whump whump whump* as 5 magic missiles leave his fingers. K'Nara and Dakar take the brunt of them. (K'Nara 12dam, Dakar 7 dam.) It's party time.
Figment Friday January 5th, 2001 12:41:05 PM
The mage counters the wizards words with "We are not from the dragon. We oppose him. Perhaps we can be of help to each other!". The mage does not wait for a response. Instead, he blasts him with his web spell plastering him to the wall. He makes ESPECIALLY sure not to get the sticky - and flammable - mass too close to the flames of the fireplace.
Milo (Invisible) Friday January 5th, 2001 12:53:00 PM
Milo stands against the door frame, shaking his head slowly back and forth as he pinches the top of his nose with fore finger and thumb in a show of exasperation which of course is completely lost on everyone due to his current state of transparency. "Big folk... I just don't understand... " Looking up and muttering to no one in particular, "If I should grow to be twice my height, I would think I'd lose half my wits. Bless the gods for making me who I am today... a small sensible ..." trailing off, Milo remembers... 'hey.. I have a book' Seeing that Figment has effectively dealt with the wizard, Milo steps into the hall, away from the door, and sits on the floor up against the wall. Pulling the ancient book of Alemi out, he begins to read to himself.
Flueterflam Friday January 5th, 2001 3:10:28 PM
Fluet falls back by Fig. Then moves out of EVERYONE's way, so as not to be hurt in any way. Muttering, "why's everyone always so assumptuou?" "Hey mage, we're here for YOUR help, to destroy that green guy YOU hate so much. Give us a second to explain before tryin to kill us."
Dakar the Painmonger Friday January 5th, 2001 3:14:14 PM
Dakar yells "OATH!?" as the glowing beams of energy strike his chest. As the smoke curls up from the seared skin he curls his upper lip in anger. "WE ARE NOT FROM THE BLEEDING DRAGON! Crimey. Shoot first and ask questions after seems to be the methodology here, isn't it? I've got a right mind to bash your skull in, but luckily my companion here." Dakar grunts again, prepared to shoulderslam the wizard if he attempts to wriggle free of the web, in an attempt to knock him into the ground.
Shadrach d20+1=16 Friday January 5th, 2001 3:25:35 PM
He rushed in, ready to keep going in case Figment's spell missed. (AC2 for grapple if web missed.)
Ingrge d20=9 Saturday January 6th, 2001 10:17:41 AM
stepping into the room, Ingrge ducks the 5 fiery misslies and a quietly muttered "Show off," is heard. As he sees his companions working and taking care of business, Ingrge quickly heads over to the fire to see what he can pull from the flames before being totally destroyed. (Dex roll made by 9)
K'nara (who had thought to let Milo go first, but...) d20+9=22 d10+2=10 Monday January 8th, 2001 6:56:26 AM
K'nara snarled an epithet as the damage from the wizard's offensive spell slammed into her, then leaped forward, her blade aiming for the hand from which the missiles launched. (OOC: I'm rolling as per 3ed rules--hitting AC 22 and causing 10hp damage total. K'nara's sword is NOT flaming...yet.)
Olana Monday January 8th, 2001 10:50:17 AM
The elf slips in with the rest, keeping a good eye on Clegg. She ducks as the missiles go flying and moves further into the room, checking for other possible threats.
DM Jan (The Wizards House) Monday January 8th, 2001 11:29:23 AM
With a squawk, the wizard get's tangled into Figment's web, and glares at those before him malevolently. Any conciliatory explanations he hears do not appear to alter his 'sunny disposition'.
Ingrge manages to rescue a sheaf of papers from the fire, the bottom part of which is burned away. A quick flick through reveals... - note about blackmailing another member of the council. - The opening paragraph about a plan to enslave all non-humans in the City and it's surrounding areas. - An extremely derogatory note about Mop, the dragon's right hand man.
Whoever these were addressed to - has been burned away.
There is a muffled sound of commotion coming from outside, beyond a curtained window. Also, the big box on the table starts to hum, and is moving slightly.
The wily Clegg starts running about the room, frantically searching for something.
((OOC - not at 3rd Edn yet folks. Still 2nd until I've got everyone's sheets in and I give the dreaded "call". I'll negate K'Nara's attack so the sword doesn't get stuck in the web.))
Milo (Invisible) Monday January 8th, 2001 1:13:25 PM
Curious about the commotion, Milo hops up from where he is sitting, closes his book and places it carefully inside his satchel. Then,he quickly stalks over to the curtained window and has a peak outide.
Figment d20=17 Monday January 8th, 2001 3:23:44 PM
The mage glares at the mage and says "Either cancel the attacks you just initiated or we will kill you while you are immobile. We'll at the very least burn your house and all your work if we are unable to kill you - which I really doubt we'll have much trouble with.". He glances around at the room trying to determine where this set of potions might be and what that box is doing (Int - by 1).
Ingrge Monday January 8th, 2001 7:19:25 PM
making sure the papers are out, Ingrge quickly scans the papers and then puts them in a pocket for later study. Wth a quick flip of his wrist, he pulls aside the curtain to see what is to be seen.
Dakar Monday January 8th, 2001 8:02:27 PM
The battle-rager turns to his companions. "How long will the web last?" he murmurs, trying to be out of the Wizard's hearing. He keeps his gaze steady, focused at the mage before him and his hand stays near his axe.
K'nara Tuesday January 9th, 2001 7:02:56 AM
Seeing that Figmentary's spell stopped the wizard, K'nara stayed her blade and resheathed it instead.
"I believe you owe our client here some monies for services rendered." she said to the Webbed wizard in a hard, frosty voice as she nodded her cauled head at the busily-searching Clegg. "We're just here to see that he's paid what he's owed...in fact, we may have business to conduct with you ourselves..."
Olana Tuesday January 9th, 2001 11:20:09 AM
Olana sticks to Clegg like glue, with an eye to what the others are doing. If he tries anything funny, she's right there to stop him.
DM Jan (The Wizards House) Tuesday January 9th, 2001 11:58:54 AM
As Milo and Ingrge take a look outside, they see the following -
Below them is the front path leading to the house. There look to be about two dozen soldiers out there. One of them has stepped on a drawn sigil, scuffing it and rendering it useless, and so now about 8 of them are getting clobbered by a newly activated stone dog guardian. Their captain is red-faced and yelling at someone who is crouched over and hastily redrawing the sigil. The captain happens to look up toward the window. "Open up!" he yells. "Open up for the City guard!"
Meanwhile - the trapped wizard is glaring at K'Nara, Figment, Fluet and Dakar. "Don't give me your lies!" he spits. "I've been following you! I know you are servants of the dragon! You've done his work before! Your infiltration into that paltry excuse for a resistance was clever but you don't fool me!!" He continues to wriggle, mumbling something, and the box on the table becomes even more agitated. "My beauties!!" he yells, and the box lid starts to come off as though something is trying to push it's way out.
As Figment, and K'Nara glance away and toward Clegg, they see him pointing at a rack of squat little bottles on the wall. "That's what you need!" he exclaims, "and here - is what I came for!" He holds aloft a heavy sack, then turns to Olana. "Outta my way little girl," he snarls. "I'm getting outta here!"
Figment Tuesday January 9th, 2001 12:53:42 PM
The mage runs over to the potions, grabs them, and shoves them in his pack. "Ok guys, I'd say we leave now and set this thing on fire. Let the guards deal with this guy. We've got bigger fish to fry!". With that he prepare to depart, not wanting to engage whatever comes out of that box.
Shadrach Tuesday January 9th, 2001 1:16:12 PM
Shad rushed over to the box and pushed down on the top with all his weight. "I hate bugs.."
Milo (Invisible) Tuesday January 9th, 2001 2:28:42 PM
Quickly moving out from underneath Ingrge, Milo's disembodied voice can be heard as he makes his way across the room towards the open door, "Um guys... we've got big trouble, city guard... whoa... big trouble... remember folks, discretion is the better part of valor," then mumbling to himself, "and since cowardice is the better part of discretion," louder again, "Lets get outta here." The halfling's voice can be heard trailing off as he turns the corner, and heads for the way they came in...
Flueterflam d20=10 Tuesday January 9th, 2001 4:44:49 PM
"Um, i agree with Milo. If the guard's coming we better hit the sewers and hang out for awhile." Fluet looks around at the wizard's stuff. Tryin to notice anything that seems so exotic or unusual that he might ask someone about it. (made vol per)
Ingrge Tuesday January 9th, 2001 6:47:53 PM
Seeing the guards and then hearing Milo's disembodied voice coming from practically below him, startles Ingrge a bit and hastily he back pedals and as people start talking about tactical retreat, Ingrge looks around for anything that might be useable and quickly accesible, particularly any nearby scrolls or spell books etc.
Dakar Tuesday January 9th, 2001 7:51:57 PM
"Well, Wizard? What shall it be? A certain death with the guard or offer assistance to us? My word is always true and I shall tell you that I have had no dealings with the dragon. You may use divination magics to make sure of this afterwards but for now your choice is twofold." The berserker keeps his hand by his axe, continuing to stare down at the mage.
K'nara Wednesday January 10th, 2001 6:34:15 AM
Mightily tempted to just leave the wizard here and run, K'nara jerked her head towards the door.
"Everybody out, now! You all know where to go from here. I'll cover you..." Then she turned hard hazel eyes toward the wizard in the web. "What do you choose, mage..? To stay here for the guards to find...or to come with us?" K'nara drew her sword from her scabbard once more, this time uttering the magic word to activate its flames. She wouldn't move until everyone else was out of the room and she was covering the Talons' retreat. It would be up to the trapped wizard whether or not he would go with her.
Olana Wednesday January 10th, 2001 11:15:03 AM
Giving Clegg a firm smile, the elf replies. "You get to leave when K'Nara says so." As the warrior gives the order to retreat, Olana asks "What if he lies? What if he tells the soldiers we were here to rob him and sends them after us?" Backing toward the door, she will try and organise Clegg's retreat in such a way that he doesn't just run off and leave them.
DM Jan (The Wizards House) Wednesday January 10th, 2001 11:36:21 AM
As K'Nara's sword ignites, the wizard appears to become equally inflamed, refusing to answer either her or the dwarf, instead he repeats his spell at the top of his voice.
Beneath the burly Shadrach, the box jumps and lurches. (Shad - roll under your strength to keep the lid on.)
Figment collects the potions from the shelf on the wall. There are twenty of them.
As Fluet and Ingrge take a look around the room, amongst all the jumble are two well-worn, bound notebooks and a clutter of scrolls here and there. (Both of you roll a d10 - your result is the number of scrolls you manage to grab on your way out.)
To the invisible Milo approaching the doorway - their escape looks clear - for now.
Clegg, regarding Olana with suspicion, runs for the exit with his bag of money. It's almost written on his face that he'll try and escape them all as soon as he possibly can.
Figment 5d6(5+4+3+3+4)=19 Wednesday January 10th, 2001 12:25:28 PM
After closing his pack, hefting it up onto his shoulder and moving to the exit, the mage calls out. "Forget the wizard, he'll get us if he can. Shad, throw the box into the web. That should hold whatever it is long enough for us to get out of here. K'Nara, if you will evacuate I will cast a spell I've been holding in reserve for just such an occasion. It should give the guard plenty to deal with.". He goes down the stairs half way and waits for K'Nara and the others to move out. Then he casts... In an instant and with a loud whooshing sound the room is engulfed in a huge ball of fire.
(NOTE: He does NOT cast if the others don't leave.).
Milo (Invisible) Wednesday January 10th, 2001 3:54:49 PM
Ahead of everyone else, Milo blazes a trail down into the sewers, looking for any hostiles as he moves quickly along. Once he reaches the bottom of the wooden steps, he stops, turns and waits as patiently as possible for his comrades to catch up.
Ingrge d10=7 Wednesday January 10th, 2001 6:01:26 PM
Grabbing 7 of the scroll like papers Ingrge heads out the door abd back the way they came. waiting for the others at the bottom of the stairs.
Flueterflam d10=7 Thursday January 11th, 2001 12:22:52 AM
Fluet grabs seven scrolls and manages to keep them relatively nice while shoving them into his pack. He also takes the extra time to make sure and pick up the notebooks and slip them next to the scrolls. He hurries out of the room hoping that he hasn't been cursed. Once to the stairs, the bard carefully does NOT step on ANY yellow steps.
K'nara Thursday January 11th, 2001 7:02:13 AM "Lucia!" K'nara uttered in a hard voice to match the hard look on her face, extinguishing her sword yet again. "All right, mage--it is YOUR decision." Stepping back, K'nara gestured to Dakar to urge him back out of the room. "Go, now, warrior, there's nothing left for us here...Shad--throw the box into the web and let's go..!" As soon as everyone else in the party was out, the human bladesinger left, too, nodding her acquiescence to Figment's intended course of action.
Then K'nara hurried carefully forward to help Olana keep Clegg in line during their escape from the basement.
Olana Thursday January 11th, 2001 12:05:01 PM
"Not the yellow ones!" calls Olana to Clegg as she follows the rascal out of the room and back down into the sewer, making sure he doesn't get too far away.
Shadrach d20=13 Thursday January 11th, 2001 12:57:52 PM
(Made Strength check)Shad pushed down on the boxlid. Something sure wanted out. He picked up the box and turned it over, so the lid was on the bottom, then jammed it into the web. Then he finally took to his heels down the stairs, trying to avoid the yellow.
DM Jan (The Wizards House) Thursday January 11th, 2001 2:21:56 PM
All looks clear to Milo as he waits for the others down below in the sewer. Up above, he can make out the muffled clatter of hooves and general confusion.
Shadrach pushes the struggling box into the web. The bottom of it becomes dislodged and two angry wasps - the size of loaves of bread - emerge - their buzzing silenced as their wings get caught in the web. "My beauties!!" screams the wizard, obviously most upset, and still fixing K'Nara and Dakar with an evil glare. As everyone leaves hurriedly via the stairs, Figment's spell goes off, and the entire room is soon alight. The stone rat at the base of the stairs stays immobile.
In Figment's pack are 20 potions. Fluet carries 7 scrolls and 2 notebooks. Ingrge carries 7 scrolls. Clegg has a big sack of gold coins which he is holding like a newborn babe and is regarding both Olana and K'Nara suspiciously. 'Gonna let me go now?' he asks.
Milo (Invisible) d100=69 Thursday January 11th, 2001 3:03:07 PM
Thinking to scout the way, Milo quietly makes his way up the steps to the shop, making sure to step only on the green ones, and look to see if the coast is clear. Once he has seen, he then makes his way back down the green steps to the cellar, and continues to wait for his comrades.
Figment Thursday January 11th, 2001 3:40:24 PM
The mage smiles at his spell and mutters rhetorically toward the trap door - which he closes. "So do you like your ribs well done? I hope so you worthless scoundrel.". Getting back into reality, he turns to Clegg, "Do you know another way out of this place? I'm guessing that going back up top here may not be a healthy thing to do. Maybe we should move down this wretched path and see where it leads. And Clegg, leaving our presence now would be foolish with the city guard being so close - even though having you with us is rather dangerous too...".
Flueterflam Thursday January 11th, 2001 5:33:39 PM
After grabbing the extras, the bard makes sure, no yellow steps are trodded on. He waits at the bottom and yells to everyone coming down, just to be safe, "Make sure you don't step on the yellow ones!!!"
Ingrge Thursday January 11th, 2001 7:23:03 PM
Calling back over his shoulder, Ingrge yells to Clegg, we might need a bit more information from you so stay close or you will never spend that gold, that you so dearly love.
K'nara Friday January 12th, 2001 6:58:54 AM
Ignoring Clegg for the moment, K'nara addressed the party's thief:
"Milo...see if any of the city guard above are interested in the bug shop at all." she told him, "See if there's any other exit out of that shop other than right onto the street where the guards are. Be careful!" The female fighter then glanced at Clegg.
"We'd be remiss if we didn't at least see you safely away from the city guards." the redhead said firmly. "There's also the small matter of confirming that the potions we're in possession of are the ones we bargained with you for. A little more patience on your part and we'll have you away from here and on your way to enjoying your...pay." K'nara nodded to the sack that Clegg was clinging so determinedly onto.
Olana Friday January 12th, 2001 10:57:01 AM
The elf looks at K'Nara. "He's not going anywhere," she affirms, giving Clegg one of her cheery grins.
DM Jan (The Wizards House) Friday January 12th, 2001 11:18:57 AM
Up the top of the steps and then inside the shop, Milo gets into a position where he can see outside. Most of what he can see through the window - is a row of horses arses, lined up with their backs to the shop. Every now and again he catches a glimpse of what lies beyond - guards battling the the stone monster while getting yelled at by their captain on horseback. There is a lot of milling around, but no one seems to be paying attention to the shop itself. Then there is a cry of 'It's down!" followed by a large cheer. Milo also notes that it's starting to get dark outside.
Back down in the cellar, the stone rat that was guarding the underground entrance to the wizards house crumbles to dust.
Clegg looks peevishly at Figment. "What - you think cos' I'm poor I spend all my time down the sewers? How the heck should I know where anything leads?" He cuddles his pile of cash, looking at everyone in deep suspicion before adding shiftily - "Down that way - past the steps next to the shop - probably would take you to the garden district."
Figment Friday January 12th, 2001 12:27:34 PM
The mage smiles at the seedy man "My friend, I would venture to guess that hasty escapes are a normal occurrance for you. As you can see, we are in the sewers too so we are no better than you on that front. Please prepare to lead the way - if our halfling friend does not give us the news we want to hear.". When the rat crumbles, he calls out "The evil mage is dead. His rune spells are released. That means that the guard will not be distracted for long. We'd better leave quickly. K'Nara, I believe a trip down 'memory lane' here would be preferrable to going up top now that the mage is dead. They have nothing to keep them busy any more.".
Milo (Invisible) d100=28 Friday January 12th, 2001 12:33:50 PM
After coming back down the steps into the cellar, only stepping on the green ones... Milo makes his way quicky to K'nara's side... and then his disembodied voice comes from the silence, "I'm one step ahead of you boss... Okay, here is the deal... there is a line of horses out there, and the city guard just finished taking the stone dogs down... My guess is there trying to break down the front door about now. So... if we're quick, we should be able to get out through the bug shop, with none the wiser... Heck, if we wanted to be daring, we could even swipe their horses... But I'll leave that up to you." The halfling can be heard chuckling softly to himself. (OOC: I'm no thief... I'm a Safe Entry Technician... or Wealth Redistribution Engineer)
Shadrach Sunday January 14th, 2001 4:01:47 PM
"Stealing horses so the guard can chase us through the streets doesn't sound too sneaky," Shad grumbled.
K'nara Monday January 15th, 2001 6:21:49 AM
"No, Shadrach, it does not." K'nara agreed rather cheerfully with the mournful bonze, actually slapping him on the back (gently, of course!) "We will exercise the better part of valor today...so it's off to the garden district. Let's go." The woman warrior linked an arm through Clegg's.
"I just HAVE to make sure you stay safe!" she assured the man in a jovial voice.
Olana Monday January 15th, 2001 10:37:51 AM
Pausing to glance around, wondering where Milo actually was, the elf then had to smile at K'Nara's treatment of Clegg. Taking out her bow she said, "I'll take the rear and watch our backs. That way they might get the 'point'that we don't want anyone to follow."
Flueterflam Monday January 15th, 2001 12:00:02 PM
Fluet hangs in back near Olana. He seems rather quieter than usual. But the bard keeps eyeing Olana. Whenever she notices, he darts his eyes elsewhere, pretending he wasn't doing anything specific.
DM Jan (In the Sewer) Monday January 15th, 2001 5:23:55 PM
Clegg gives K'Nara a sour smile, but makes no effort to break away from the party. Those who can see better than others in the gloom see the sewer passage running off in the direction where Clegg pointed.
Up ahead, every so often there is a dim column of light coming from the street grates above, although this seems to be lessening by the minute as darkness approaches. At one side of the passage is a channel of brackish water, roughly about a foot in depth. The passage is about 7ft high here, but seems to shorten to a height of 5 ft later on. So far, there is nothing to suggest that the guards above are intent on investigating anything underground.
Figment Monday January 15th, 2001 5:41:03 PM
As the party moves down the passage, the mage offers "I'd say we should wait for complete darkness and then open up one of these grates. Preferrably one which is near our rendevous point so we are not exposed for long. As I recall we need to go to the garden district anyway.".
Milo (Invisible) Monday January 15th, 2001 7:59:24 PM
As the party begins moving down the passage, Milo takes point about 50 ft ahead of the group giving his eyes a chance to adjust to the relative darkness of the sewer. Being careful to stay out of the water, he proceeds to keep his eyes, and ears open for possible trouble.
K'nara d20=1 Tuesday January 16th, 2001 6:56:31 AM
K'nara concentrated on her mental map of the city, approximating exactly where the group was in relation to the streets above. (OOC: aced the voluntary Intelligence check.) When she felt they were near enough to where they had to go, the redhead stopped the party's progress.
"Milo, take a quick peek to see if the coast is clear." she said to the halfling. "Need a boost up..?"
Shadrach Tuesday January 16th, 2001 8:50:47 AM
Shad said, "He can stand on my back. This hunching over is giving me a permanent crick, anyway."
Olana Tuesday January 16th, 2001 11:43:46 AM
The elf keeps alert as they move along, looking behind often to make sure no one was following. "Mind your head," she says to Fluet as they approach the lowered ceiling.
DM Jan (In The Sewers) Tuesday January 16th, 2001 11:57:51 AM
The journey through the sewer is without mishap but gradually more and more uncomfortable for those over 5ft tall. Milo, and those that follow him can hear and sometimes see the goings on in the streets above, but no one seems to be looking down.
As K'Nara stops the party, Clegg gives her a look and makes a somewhat rash gesture of poking her in the ribs. "You've been down here before, eh? eh?" he asks with a crooked grin. 'I knew you were villains - despite that one's posh clothes. Bet he's the biggest crook of the lot, eh?" With a nod of his head he gestures toward Figment, although after glancing in Dakar's and Shad's direction, he decides to shut up. For some reason Milo and the elves don't seem to bother him as much.
At this particular grate - all seems quiet. The grate itself is metal and has algae and moss growing on it. (Whoever lifts it will need a STR of 11 or above.)
Figment Tuesday January 16th, 2001 12:31:39 PM
The mage watches while the grate is lifted and waits his turn to exit to the street. He looks on with a bit of distaste as Clegg tries to make himself look better by talking down his comrades.
Milo (Invisible) Tuesday January 16th, 2001 3:31:26 PM
Still invisible, Milo taps Shadrach to let him know where he is at, and then with the bonze's assistance, climbs up and pushes ever-so-gently on the sewer grating in order to get a peak at what is about.
Flueterflam Tuesday January 16th, 2001 5:12:08 PM
"Mind my head heh?" the bard mutters. He gets a sad look on his face. And he seems to lose himself after that, as though he were pouting.
K'nara Wednesday January 17th, 2001 7:37:54 AM
The leader of the Emerald Talons glanced around at the others in the party, eyeing Clegg and then looking expectantly up at Milo...or, rather, at where Milo was supposed to be.
"What's the word, Milo?" she asked in a low voice, starting to get a bit of a crick in her back from having to hunch over her six-foot-tall frame to fit in the tunnel. "Is it all clear..?"
Olana Wednesday January 17th, 2001 11:13:44 AM
The elf looks puzzled at Fluet. "What?" she whispers. "What's wrong?" Fumbling with her cloak, she prepares to hide her features as they return to the streets.
Flueterflam Wednesday January 17th, 2001 11:18:52 AM
Fluet turns to Olana and as visibly as possible frowns more. "nothing....."
DM Jan (In the Sewer) Wednesday January 17th, 2001 11:19:04 AM
Immediately outside the grate is what looks like a small park with lots of shrubs. It is early evening now, and stars are beginning to appear in the sky. In the distance there are lights and the sounds of merriment, as the City kicks off it's evening activities.
Shadrach Wednesday January 17th, 2001 4:04:05 PM
He lightly held Milo's ankles to make sure the halfling didn't fall as he pushed up. "Where do we go from here?"
Figment Wednesday January 17th, 2001 5:09:57 PM
The mage follows the others out and breathes deeply of the much less tainted air. "We are to meet at our previously specified rendevous point. I'd say we shouldn't tarry in getting there.".
Note: Can't remember the name of the place and the Archives are not up yet. I'm assuming Figment would remember...
Milo (Invisible) d100=4 Wednesday January 17th, 2001 6:07:45 PM
Milo heaves a pushes the sewer grate completely off of the hole, and then holding to the lip with one hand he half whispers down to the group, "All is clear, hang on a sec." With that, the burglar grabs the lip with both hands, and giving Shadrach's hands the shake, deftly pulls himself up and out of the sewers. (OOC: 04% on climb roll is a complete success) Once up and out of the sewer, he quickly looks around for something sturdy to tie a rope too. Once spotted he quietly shouts down to his friends, "Um... do any of you have any rope?"
Dakar Wednesday January 17th, 2001 8:31:36 PM
The painmonger rouses from his near comatose state. He looks somewhat peevish. "Whenever I walk around a city I tend to bring rope with me, not leave it back at the inn I stay at. Never know if you'll need it. This just happens to be the one time I forgot." No sense of sarcasm can be detected in his voice, he, on the other hand, does seem entirely serious.
K'nara Thursday January 18th, 2001 6:16:34 AM
"We don't need a rope to get out, Milo..." K'nara replied, "...it's only perhaps five feet to the exit up. If it's clear, then, everybody out--we need to get over to where we're going to break into the prison." The human fighter helped everyone up and out of the sewer.
"Quickly now--we'll just move along until we get where we're going..." K'nara urged, her hand pushing Clegg along with the rest of the party.
Olana Thursday January 18th, 2001 10:49:29 AM
Olana asks for help out of the hole. Once out, the elf keeps her eyes on the surroundings in case of possible trouble. "Should we go back to the Heated Cross?" she asks K'Nara. "Maybe get more information from Clegg? And we acquired some weapons, and things from the wizards house. Maybe they'll help if we can figure out what they are."
DM Jan (Back in the City) Thursday January 18th, 2001 11:14:00 AM
Figment remembers talking to Cherry back at the Heated Cross, and her mentioning that if all was clear, then she would put a lamp in an upstairs window.
Clegg starts to whine. 'Awwww c'mon let me go. You got what you wanted."
As everyone emerges from the hole, they can all see that they are in the grounds of a small park in the midst of the City. From the noise and bustle beyond the trees at one end of it - it appears that the park borders on the area where all the hotels and recreation areas are, where most visitors stay.
Figment Thursday January 18th, 2001 12:00:44 PM
The mage takes his turn extricating himself from the sewer. To Clegg he tries to calm him some. "Don't worry, my friend, we'll let you go soon enough. I doubt you'd do any better being by yourself anyway. I'm sure the guards would like to get their hands on you now even more than before. Besides, if you weren't with us you'd still be losing body parts one at a time. At least now you have a defense if the guards find us.". As they walk back toward the Heated Cross, the mage whispers to K'Nara outside earshot - and hopefully notice - of Clegg. "We cannot let him go before we conduct our assault on the prison. He knows too much and if the guards get him, I'm sure the green one will be involved in the interogation next time - and he would get what he wanted. We'd better leave him with our hosts - or take him with us when we go.".
Shadrach Thursday January 18th, 2001 3:36:06 PM
"The identifying spells'll take awhile, best if we holed up safe while we did that." Shad helped the shorter Dakar out and then stretched to his full height with pleasure. "Thank goddess we're out of there!"
Dakar Thursday January 18th, 2001 7:25:41 PM
"Was it the smell that got to you or just being underground?" the dwarf asks the bonze. "In any case, remind me never to take you into the goblin warrens if a little sewer like that churns your stomach. I'd hate to see the look on your face when you got to the refuse pit lad"
Milo (Invisible) Thursday January 18th, 2001 8:42:38 PM
Choosing to remain in a state of transparency, Milo falls into line next to K'nara, whispering, "I'm right here... should you need me." He remains silent for the rest of their walk to The Heated Cross.
K'nara Friday January 19th, 2001 7:04:59 AM
The leader of the Emerald Talons, after they had all clambered into fresh air, turned to Clegg.
"We'll go back to the Heated Cross, where you'll be safe." she told him. "The rest of us need to sift through what we got just now and organize for our...visit to the Green's...guesthouse." Again taking one of Clegg's arms, K'nara set off for the tavern where she used to work as a bouncer.
Flueterflam Friday January 19th, 2001 10:46:42 AM
Fluet yawns. His mood slowly becomes fairer. He keeps to himself, and follows the others.
Olana Friday January 19th, 2001 11:24:24 AM
Wrapped up in her cloak, Olana sticks with Ingrge as they make their way back to the Inn. She figures if he's obviously tagged, then people will assume she is too. Still.. she can't help feeling worried.
Ingrge (Jan) Friday January 19th, 2001 11:28:18 AM
Ingrge re-assumes his 'servile elf' role as they reach the surface, while on the lookout for any trouble. He advises Olana to relax and just do what he does.
DM Jan (Back in the City) Friday January 19th, 2001 11:51:05 AM
The Emerald Talons emerge once more into the City, no doubt accompanied by the pops and cracks of bone joints belonging to those who stand higher than 5ft. Clegg appears to accept that he's better off with the Talons protection and so shambles along, huggling his sack of money. It is dark and early evening. Beyond the park, the City is alive with revelers and street acts hoping to benefit from rich visitors, who can be identified by their better clothes as they stroll about. On the journey back to the Heated Cross (south east of the park), the following is noted -
A conversation snippet - "... a 1000 gp to whoever catches them. Can you believe that?... that's more than..."
On one street corner, three street urchins are playing with that looks like a large green beetle, which is spinning on it's back crazily.
Another conversation - "...aye... going up a storm it is. Rich man's house. Bet it was one of those council lackeys. Bet you can see the smoke if you go to the end of the street..."
Near to the Heated Cross, the streets become painted with shadows and are less traveled. The tavern itself seems lively enough from the outside.
Figment Friday January 19th, 2001 12:19:28 PM
Relieved to hear that their tracks are most likely covered for the time being, the mage strides to the inn and looks up for the appropriate window for the lit lantern. He notes it's proximity in referrence to the rest of the building so he can find it from the inside. "I would think we would do well to let Milo enter first to determine if we are being expected by anyone other than our intended contact, seeing how the interest in our existence in increasing.".
Shadrach Friday January 19th, 2001 4:35:45 PM
"If your goblin tunnels are of a proper height, it wouldn't be so bad." Shad tried to look casual as they hung out in the street.
Milo (Invisible) d20=9 Friday January 19th, 2001 6:01:34 PM
"Good idea Figgy..." Milo's voice pipes up from behind the mage, and then he is off. Carefully, Milo steps in line behind a larger patron entering the inn, and follows him on through the door, breaking away once inside. He looks around the main floor for possible trouble. (OOC: Made voluntary perception with 9)
Ingrge Saturday January 20th, 2001 3:19:13 PM
Walking appropriately behind the rest of their group and taking Olanna in tow, Ingrge makes his way back to the Inn and as the others go in, takes Olanna around back to check the stables and their horses.
K'nara Monday January 22nd, 2001 7:03:00 AM
"Everybody up to the room as soon as you can." K'nara said, nodding, then hustled Clegg into the tavern and towards the hallway that would lead them upstairs.
Olana Monday January 22nd, 2001 10:45:33 AM
Olana follows Ingrge around the back of the Inn. If there was likely to be an ambush, then it could well be here. After taking a good look around, she whispers - "I think the horses are a couple of streets away aren't they? Near to that other place we went..."
DM Jan (The Heated Cross) Monday January 22nd, 2001 10:54:46 AM
As the invisible Milo moves into the tavern, he can see quite a few patrons sat around, and Cherry waiting tables. Nothing looks particularly suspicious.
As for Cherry, as soon as she spots the others, she gives a barely imperceptible nod toward the stairs. "Why did we come back here?" hisses Clegg. "Why aren't we leaving town?"
Out the back of the tavern, the stable lads are going about their business, and Ingrge and Olana can hear distant cries from people loading boats at the nearby dock. There doesn't appear to be anyone there who shouldn't be. One of the lads approaches. "If you're looking for work, I'm sorry but we ain't got anything here. Sorry an' all."
DEH Monday January 22nd, 2001 11:35:44 AM
The mage speaks to Clegg as they enter the inn. "My dear sir, you may recall that we have other business here. Our efforts here are far from over. Please cooperate with us so we can get it done quickly and be gone from this place.". As they begin moving toward the stairs and the lad addresses them as potential employees he chuckles. "We did not come here for work son, we came here to retire to our room from our work.". He tosses him a gold piece "We may have need of you later to bring us dinner. We'll contact you when we're ready.". He follows the others up the stairs and helps locate the correct room if it is not already found.
Figment Monday January 22nd, 2001 11:36:25 AM
(OOC: Sorry, above post is Figment)
Ingrge Monday January 22nd, 2001 6:35:06 PM
(OCC: Who says he was checking on their real mounts <GR>)
Ingrge looks at the stable hand and quietly says, "thank you for the information, however we were sent to check out the accomodations for our master's beasts.
Shadrach Monday January 22nd, 2001 8:52:06 PM
Shad, who thought they'd walked, waited while the others slipped off, shrugged and walked inside. He told Cherry, "Need a room again. That one still open? I'll just hie myself upstairs."
Milo (Invisible) Monday January 22nd, 2001 9:32:28 PM
Hearing K'nara's request to meet upstairs, Milo takes a few moments to saunter around the room, listening in on people's conversations. Once he has collected any juicy bits of gossip he makes his way upstairs to the room.
Dakar Monday January 22nd, 2001 11:03:21 PM
Dakar hefts his axe over his shoulder and trots off upstairs to comply with the wishes of the fearless leader. Still, he seems hesitant. He turns to Milo and says, "Little friend. I miss the underground world. Things were much simpler there. You knew who your friends and enemies were."
Flueterflam Tuesday January 23rd, 2001 12:33:31 AM
The bard keeps to himself. Fluet appears to be barely conscious enough to follow the group. He seems to be very preoccupied. Although, he does not appear unhappy, just curious, and inquisitive.
K'nara Tuesday January 23rd, 2001 7:44:55 AM
Quickly the woman warrior all but hauled Clegg across the crowded tavern area and up to the more private area of the inn, really not stopping until they got to the room they'd started out in. Once there, however, K'nara pushed the whiny paranoid into a chair.
"LOOK--" she started to almost yell, but pressed her lips together and continued in a tight, but less loud, voice: "--you have your money...we need to make sure that WE got we were looking for...AND neither you nor we can afford to attract attention to ourselves by bolting from the city while we are being searched for by the Guard...GOT it?" K'nara sighed.
"Really...I would LOVE to just be gone from this danger zone, too, but the Green Meanie has had several hundred years to develop his security system for the capitol--you still need us if you want to guarantee that you'll live to spend your money."
Olana Tuesday January 23rd, 2001 11:09:09 AM
Something gives Olana the impression that subtlety and subterfuge are not her speciality. So she keeps her mouth firmly clamped shut and concentrates on acting like an impoverished elf in someones service, keeping her un-tagged parts out of site and leaving the talking to Ingrge. What he was up to, she didn't know for sure, but she'd wait and see.
DM Jan (The Heated Cross) Tuesday January 23rd, 2001 11:53:40 AM
Clegg opens his mouth like a fish, but is stopped from uttering a retort to Figment's comment by being hauled off by K'Nara.
Cherry gives a curtsey to Shadrach. "Yes, sir. I kept your room open, sir. If you'll just let me serve these beers, I'll follow you up with a key." She places 4 jugs of ale on a table full of patrons and disappears into the kitchen.
Fluet notices a fellow bard in one corner of the Inn, regaling a gathered group with some wild tale that obviously needs a lot of hand gestures. One man sat alone at a table seems to be looking at Dakar's axe with longing.
At the door to the room upstairs, someone is waiting. It's Lorna - the cleric of Alemi, who first contacted the party near the elven town of Titania. She beckons everyone in to the room as they come up the stairs. "Bless Alemi that you are all safe," she says. "Cherry told me where you had gone - do you have the potions? I say, who's this curious fellow?" She regards Clegg like an inquisitive bird.
Clegg looks astounded at Lorna for a moment, but is stunned into silence once more as K'Nara tells it to him straight. With an exaggerated sigh, and a roll of his eyes he says - "Look - I can tell you how to get in - how to get out. Thats all. As for the dragon - no one can beat him. No one. So it's useless to try." Then he gets a crafty look. "Hey - what about me and you eh? I like a woman with spirit, an' I'm rich now. Why don't we leave town together - head for new territory? We'd make a good team. How about it, love?"
Milo catches the following -
"... and THEN - as those unfortunate members of Obsidian sit down for dinner, safe in the knowledge that are the most elite force in the City - five HUGE barbarians burst in! Obisidian put up a fight - but one by one - they are TORN - LIMB from LIMB!..." (Fluet would probably catch the above too, coming from the bard.)
"... d'ya believe all this?" "Nah.... barbarians. I ain't seen no barbarians. Still, they'd have to be something like that to..."
".. gotta be the work of the Dark One, I reckon" "Shhh.... don't talk about 'im."
"... much would an axe like that bring? Can you get me a buyer?"
"... fire up town." "Yeah? Is it still going?" "Dunno. But patrols are spilling outta the barracks like swarms o' bees."
Outside, around at the stables, the lad regards the two elves. "Hmmm, lets see. I got room for a wagon, and four horses. Thats about it. Look - if your masters don't take you in at night - it's nothing special round here, but it's clean and dry, and your welcome."
Figment Tuesday January 23rd, 2001 12:07:13 PM
The mage smiles as he spies Lorna at the room. "Ah, it is good to see you my dear. Come in and let's visit.". The mage leads the cleric into the room. After she is comfortably seated he offers "I'm afraid we have not been terribly covert in our travails this day. I hope it doesn't damage our reason for being here. We have what we believe are the potions and our 'friend' here is the one taken by the guard. We felt it best to keep him with us until we concluded our business here as it would be disastrous if he were retaken. We are ready to continue our efforts after a brief respite - if possible. Of course, with the city guard on alert I'm not sure the best thing to do at this time. Perhaps we can get some intelligence reports from our friends in the city?".
Flueterflam Tuesday January 23rd, 2001 2:18:03 PM
Fluet keeps an eye of the other bard out of the corner of his eye. He watches the gestures and makes note of anything noticeable (including anything that may help himself perform in front of other people).
Milo (Invisible) Tuesday January 23rd, 2001 2:50:52 PM
Slipping into the room and shutting the door behind him, Milo slips his ring from his finger just long enough to become visible once again, "Speak for yourself Figment... I can assure you that I went completely undetected..." The halfling grins from ear to ear... "although the fireball was a nice distraction..." Then turning to Lorna in a most unusual display of humility and reverence, Milo bows down to one knee, and standing, looks her square in the eye, "Mistress Lorna, I wish to speak with you about ALEMI in private at your earliest convenience...I have some questions." Milo holds up the ancient book that he received at the temple, and taps the cover lightly.
Ingrge Tuesday January 23rd, 2001 4:37:59 PM
(OOC, Now I am confused. Did we or did we not leve our mouns and wagon here?)
Well thank you for the offer, we may take you up on it as the inkeeper doesn't seem to like elves inside. Does any one else stay in the barn I would hate to find a knife at my throat as i came in from a late delivery.
Dakar Tuesday January 23rd, 2001 7:20:47 PM
The dwarf's face grows red at Clegg. "Warriors and cowards are a mix of fools. No hearthguard would be seen with the likes of you." To Lorna he turns next, "Ah, priestess of Alemi. It is a gift to see you again."
K'nara d20=3 Wednesday January 24th, 2001 7:27:10 AM
For a good ten seconds, the human bladesinger was rendered speechless by Clegg's utter selfishness and ego. Then the proposition he'd made sank deeply into her mind...and the room turns red.
One...two...three... K'nara counted mentally, literally shaking with anger. Fortunately for the oblivious Clegg, the wisdom of her mother's advice to always count to ten before acting on anger won out over the female fighter's considerable impulse to just beat the bloody tar out of the preening man! (OOC: Made my Wisdom check--although I should point out that, had we been operating under 3ed rules, K'nara would have ABYSSMALLY flunked a Diplomacy check! ;D)
"Cleric, it is good to see you again," K'nara turned to Lorna and bowed respectfully, pointedly ignoring Clegg, "We have scrolls that our mages must check, as well as potions that we'd like to discover the purpose of before we complete our appointed task. I also think there may be an item or two that Ingrge needs Identified..?" Here the chestnut-haired warrior looked to her second-in-command, the question on her face obviously referring to the rings that the elf got from their encounter with Obsidian.
DEH Wednesday January 24th, 2001 10:39:54 AM
The mage remembers the ring he pulled off the Obsidian leader. "Here is a ring from that encounter. Ileft the other one there under the ring leader as it was clearly a scrying device and I knew we would not want to be traced. I also have the potions we think we need here in this pack. I do not have the strength to figure out what they are exactly and still be in top form for our objective. If you have the means I would be most grateful to find out what it is. It is the only ".
Shadrach Wednesday January 24th, 2001 10:55:19 AM
(How 'bout Intimidation, K'Nara?) Shad bowed to the cleric and sat down, fingering his trident suggestively while staring at Clegg.
Olana Wednesday January 24th, 2001 12:34:48 PM
Olana smiles and nods, peeping out from her cloak, occasionally glancing around and checking for trouble. Remembering the last time they were here, she and Ingrge didn't get thrown out, so maybe they could join the others after all.
Figment Wednesday January 24th, 2001 12:50:23 PM
(For some reason my Post Name has been reset twice by the system. I thought I'd done it right last time but now I'm sure of it. Sorry about that. DEH).
DM Jan (The Heated Cross) Wednesday January 24th, 2001 1:04:27 PM
Cherry appears at the door with a sack of stuff. "I kept all this for you," she says. A muffled clank of weaponry is heard as she drops the sack on the floor. 'Maybe what you can't use, you can trade."
"Well hello, young man," says Lorna to Clegg, before giving Figment, K'Nara and Dakar a warm smile. "It is good to see you all too - safe and sound. I think Cherry might be able to help you with intelligence," she adds. "I've only just arrived here myself." To Milo she says, "Why yes of course! I would welcome a discussion on such a dear subject."
Clegg pulls a face at Dakar but then decides to halt his pitch to K'Nara on seeing the burly figure of Shadrach looking in his direction.
Cherry, on overhearing K'Nara says "I know someone in the City who could probably help with identifying if need be. I've checked with the Innkeeper. You can stay here for a couple of nights providing you don't attract attention. In the meantime I'll find out what I can. All I know for the moment, is that this evening's patrol seems heavier than usual."
Fluet hesitates in the tavern a few moments, and manages to pick up a few do's and don't's while taking a quick study of the other bard's oratory skills.
Outside - the stable lad says to Olana and Ingrge - "Well - I'd ask your masters first. The kitchen would be warmer, but - if they do pitch you out, you could do worse than sleep here." The sky is now pitch black as the City heads into late evening.
DM Jan (Stuff) Wednesday January 24th, 2001 1:26:58 PM
Inside the sack are -
4 good quality longswords 3 good quality shortswords Also the following blades, which appear to have some magic about them but will need investigating - 1 schmitar 2 longswords 1 shortsword.
Figment has a ring that exhudes some kind of magic, but the exact properties as yet are unknown. He also holds 20 "get out of jail free" potions - providing they work.
Ingrge is in possession of 7 scrolls that will need studying by someone with a wizard's training. Fluet is in possession of 2 scruffy looking, well thumbed notebooks and 7 scrolls - all of which will require a wizard's study to reveal what they are. Some people have a lot of reading to do.
The ring that held the green eye left the party's possession a while ago.
Flueterflam Wednesday January 24th, 2001 2:05:09 PM
The bard quietly says to Figment as an aside, "I'd like to talk to you about some of this stuff sometime soon. Whenever we get a chance to rest for awhile that is. No big hurry." As the bag of goodies is supplied to the group, Fluet makes it clear that he's somewhat interested in the magic longsword, unless they find it cursed of course.
Figment d20=4 Wednesday January 24th, 2001 3:15:24 PM
The mage smiles at the thought that they will have time to recover before attempting the jail raid. "I will avail myself to the scrolls and notebooks. I also think that we would do well to get Cherry's help in identifying the items we have and finding out what the guard is up to. And we must definitely rest and get ready. I think I will retire for the evening, replentish my spells, and then analyse the scrolls and notebooks. That is, of course, after I have a visit with Lorna - if she is not too tired...". (Cha by 10).
Figment Wednesday January 24th, 2001 3:56:30 PM
The mage also nods to Fluet and quietly says "Sure, how about the next open time?". If there is a break between planning, dinner, and visits with Lorna, the mage catches Fluets eye and steps over to a quiet corner somewhere. "So what's on your mind?".
Flueterflam Wednesday January 24th, 2001 7:36:40 PM
"Well, i just wanted to talk about the stuff I 'found' from his place." Fluet tries not to be too specific in case anyone is listening. "I'm just interested in knowing what's in the notebooks. And maybe if I can try to pick up anything from them. Nothing complicated of course, but just something that may help out in the future." He winks at Figment. "Never know when the smallest thing you never thought you'd use will save your life."
Milo Wednesday January 24th, 2001 8:43:40 PM
As Figment and Flueterflam step off to one side to talk wizard talk, Milo quickly steps in, and bowing with a flourish of his cloak, pipes up, "Ahem, now seems to be as good a time as any to discuss ALEMI... perhaps in another room? I have questions, and perhaps a request." Milo's indicates the door with a quick nod and a gracious smile.
Ingrge Wednesday January 24th, 2001 9:59:03 PM
taking a peek in to the barn, (what is in there please. # of horses, etc.)Ingrge thatnks the stable lad and with a nod to Olanna heads back around front and enters the inn.
K'nara d20=10 Thursday January 25th, 2001 6:16:57 AM
K'nara frowned as she thought over the party options.
"Those guards looking around for us have me a bit concerned," she admitted, "...BUT...I'd rather we go after our...quarry as fully powered as possible. Besides...Olana needs new armor--though I suspect getting elf-sized armor in Emerald City right now is going to arouse suspicion." The human bladesinger tried to use her brain this once, but the solution to getting the elven ranger suitable armor escaped her average intelligence. (OOC: missed the voluntary Intelligence check by one, dang it.)
Olana Thursday January 25th, 2001 11:18:43 AM
Olana scurried after Ingrge and into the Inn, keeping the lowest of the low profiles, presuming the others were upstairs. To be honest, she was feeling a bit vulnerable, and would be really happy when this was all over.
DM Jan (The Heated Cross) Thursday January 25th, 2001 11:40:28 AM
Cherry has managed to secure two rooms for the party, and disappears down to the kitchen to bring up some food.
When she returns, she listens to K'Nara going over the options. "Hmm.. there's someone in town who can supply the armour, it just might cost a little more thats all. Money does a lot here, because of it's scarcity. What is your plan for tomorrow? I know you have the weapons and armour to investigate. Will you want a look at the prison?"
She then beckons for K'Nara to follow her out of earshot of Clegg. "What do you want to do with him?" she whispers. "If you get what you need, and someone can knock him out - I might be able to keep him here a little while, but not for long."
Ingrge and Olana enter the tavern. No one shows them the slightest bit of interest, as they are still listening to the bards tale of huge barbarians splattering the elite force of Obsidian. Down in the barn, Ingrge had noted 4 unsaddled horses and two carts, along with piles of feed and two stablehands playing some kind of card game.
As Fluet and Figment discuss the spellbooks, Lorna the priestess talks to the halfling, Milo. "Tell you what," she offers. "If you have time tomorrow, lets spend some of it together, and we can discuss what's on your mind. I know the book you carry well." After spending some time talking to Figment and Dakar, Lorna retires for the night.
Clegg, maybe a little punch drunk from all the money he's carrying decides to get into a stare-off with Shadrach, who towers over him by about a foot. The night draws in.
Milo Thursday January 25th, 2001 11:51:06 AM
To Lorna,"Sounds great milady... well, I'll see you in the morning, I'm going to go read some more..." With that, Milo adjourns to the other room where it is more quiet, and after lighting the lamp there, sits quietly and reads the ancient book of ALEMI until well after midnight before retiring for the evening.
Figment Thursday January 25th, 2001 1:15:12 PM
makes sure the items of interest leave with Cherry for identification. He nods to Fluet and tells hime he'll provide comment of the contents of the notebooks. After a good meal and conversation, he retires for the night after offering to take the last watch of the evening to supervise Clegg.
Ingrge Thursday January 25th, 2001 6:28:34 PM
walking into the inn, Ingrge looks around, seeing who is in the inn and then looks for someone who might be working here.
Dakar Thursday January 25th, 2001 7:39:32 PM
Dakar stays seated providing double guard for Clegg. He sleeps in his chair, snoring for a brief time, before waking up to act as double supervision on any necessary watch. Every once in a while he glances back at Clegg and runs his thumb against the sharpened blade of his axe.
Shadrach Thursday January 25th, 2001 8:17:13 PM
Listening to the conversation around him, Shad waited til Olana showed up. He waved to her. "Here, I want you to try on my armor. It's magical and might shrink to fit you. It can change it's looks to seem to be normal clothes, so if you can wear it, you wouldn't arouse suspicion in the streets."
K'nara Friday January 26th, 2001 7:37:10 AM
The leader of the Emerald Talons bit her lip as she considered the options...then heard Shadrach offer Olana his magic armor. DOH! Of course that was the answer! Getting human-sized armor for Shad wouldn't be as big a problem as getting anything for an elf would be in Emerald City's current clime!
"We'll start the intended retrieval tomorrow, then," K'nara told Cherry, "I'll talk to Clegg one last time--just to make sure he's told us EVERYthing he can remember...then you should probably use your contacts to get the man out of Emerald City. We do NOT want the Guard nabbing him if we simply let him loose within the city limits."
Going over to each of the other Talons, K'nara tells each one: "We'll start the rescue tomorrow morning--after getting Shadrach some replacement armor. Clegg will be turned over to Cherry and the rest of the Tine network so that they can safely smuggle him out of the city." Then, seeing how Clegg and Shadrach are eyeing each other, some impish impulse causes the female fighter to say out loud:
"Why, you two look like you'd just LOVE to be bunkmates! I know that our resident bonze here will be HAPPY to watch over you as you sleep, Clegg!" Her hazel eyes dance with humor, then K'nara adds: "Fluet can relieve Shad after a couple of hours, then Ingrge can keep watch...and then I'll stand guard for the final couple of hours."
Olana Friday January 26th, 2001 2:10:52 PM
Olana finds her way back to the others, not cut out for Ingrge's subterfuge and being tagless - better off hidden from general view. Her faces changes from that of a rather nervous elf to one filled with hope as Shadrach offers his armour. "Oooooh, thank you, thank you!" she exclaims, giving him a beaming smile. "When we're out of all this mess I'll make it up to you. I can let you have it back and get some of my own." She tries it on at the earliest opportunity.
Shadrach Friday January 26th, 2001 2:15:02 PM
For a moment, Shad blushed at the attention. "Aw, I never needed that kind of fancy get-up. I usually wear the same clothes day in day out." He asked K'Nara, "So we're not going to wait to identify the potions exactly?"
DM Jan (The Heated Cross) Saturday January 27th, 2001 1:43:53 AM
Down in the tavern, the tale ends, and people start to leave for the evening. Ingrge can see a man working behind the bar, but there's no sign of the Innkeeper at this point.
Upstairs, those instructed by K'Nara take their watches over the disgruntled Clegg, doubled up with Dakar, whom Clegg regards grumpily for about half an hour before settling to sleep, and snoring gently. The night is uneventful.
In the morning, Cherry comes in briefly and asks to borrow Clegg for a short while. As breakfast is sent up - they both re-emerge. Cherry has a supressed smile on her face. Clegg - much to his obvious disgust - is now dressed as a washerwoman. He sits down grumpily. "She says you need to ask me questions," he grumbles. "And if anyone starts laughing, I ain't saying nothing! Now what do you want to know?"
Cherry adds quietly that she has the weapons and the ring to take for examination, and knows somewhere to purchase armour. To those who check over the scrolls, it looks like it will take about 6 hours to decipher them.
Lorna appears and gives everyone a warm smile, pausing to look at Clegg for a moment, a mystified expression on her face.
Ingrge Saturday January 27th, 2001 9:59:52 AM
Finally making up to the room, Ingrge looks around at the others and with a nod to K'narra says that he is going to freshen up, get a little rest and then try to figure out the scrolls that they picked up.
After a four hour long resting trance, Ingrge starts pouring over the scrolls trying to decipher each.
Flueterflam Saturday January 27th, 2001 12:25:17 PM
The bard gets comfortable for awhile. He lets himself nod off until he needs to relieve Shad.
Milo Saturday January 27th, 2001 8:37:44 PM
After a hastily taken warm bath, Milo comes bouncing into the room, sees Clegg... his eyes widen, and he barely manages to hang onto the ancient book of Alemi that he is carrying as both of his hands come up to cover his mouth and stifle the laughter that threatens to bubble out. Then biting his tongue, he turns quickly to Lorna, and bows, "Good lady, would you like to discuss Alemi over a hot breakfast downstairs?" Regaining his composure, he gazes up at the priestess with a look filled with both reverence and deference.
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