In reply to Hograth Podkarmen (msg # 565):

You hear no sound from the rat. That last shot did some goox.

Urrun loads another pellet... move up, we see if more.

Goran leads the way.

In reply to Goran the Marked (msg # 568):

Eventually Hograth has his crossbow reloaded...

In reply to Hograth Podkarmen (msg # 569):

you find the body of the rat, impaled on the oversized crossbow bolt several feet away. It is quite dead.

It have any money worth?

In reply to Urrun (msg # 571):

"The crossbow bolt? It is magical and will dissapear soon." says Hograth ad he reloads.

"The rat, well, it is an undead rat...do you want me to put on gloves and search it?"

Urrun shrugs   Have value?

In reply to Urrun (msg # 573):

"The rat? I doubt it. Here, borrow my gloves if you like, and perhaps you can find something valuable stuck on the quills..."

He hands him a pair of leather gloves.

Urrun doesn't take the gloves, using his long knife's blade instead to comb through and then flip the critter over to it's other side tocomb through those quills as well.

In reply to Urrun (msg # 575):

The dead rat's quills rattle as you flip through them. Some of the oily substance on them coats the knife blade.


Your long knife, provided you don't  sheath it,, has one dose of monster drool, good for +2 follow up damage on your next attack.

Urrun looks at the glop on his blade and then looks for somewhere to wipe it off... he doesn't want it to hurt the blade, but can't seem to locate anything, so he carries it for the moment, while looking for a place to wipe it clean.

In reply to Urrun (msg # 577):

There is that small locked door...

In reply to Narrator (msg # 578):

"Right. We have dealt with all the unlocked entrances and portals before opening the locked door? If so, lets head there."

In reply to Hograth Podkarmen (msg # 579):

The hallway does continue down into the dark.
The key on the plank opens the door with a squeak. Within is a dank small room, a two seater guarderobe, with a basin and some rags ona ledge on the opposite wall.

Why Lock ... uh ... dung place?

In reply to Urrun (msg # 581):

"Unless they were expecting something more than crap to be in the shitter. Living crap?"

Huh? What that?

In reply to Urrun (msg # 583):

"Some monsters live in shit...that might be what they were worried about."

Oh, I lock door.

In reply to Urrun (msg # 585):

Or coversely, they wanted to be able to use the facilities without interruption from things that come down the hallway, or to find the stalls occupied by someone not from their group.

In reply to Narrator (msg # 586):

"Either way, not of interest to us. Let us continue looking for this cult..."

In reply to Hograth Podkarmen (msg # 587):

The hallway ends in a locked openwork bronze gate, the space between the bars just wide enough for a maned ratcto slip through. Beyobd the gate, there is a T interection, with paths carrying on straight, and turning leftward.

In reply to Narrator (msg # 588):

"Can we get this gate opened?"

sorry I've been slow on this thread. I think I'm going to bow out of this game due to work increasing. Good luck Urrun and Hograth!