I would be attempting stealth.  I'm trying to stay ahead of Krackor/Torvek a round or two of movement's worth. Since I'm invisible and searching for traps, obviously they'll periodically catch up. I rolled 10 find/remove traps rolls

05:10, Today: Corym Ildroun rolled 41 using 1d100.  Move Silently. – 41

05:11, Today: Corym Ildroun rolled 385 using 10d100, unique dice.  Find Traps/Secrets 95%. unique dice ((68,43,32,97,81,20,4,14,3,23)) – 385
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In reply to Corym Ildroun (msg # 566):

Krackor attempts some 'Soundings' every now and then when Corym is doing some listening. (Analyse Sound)

Above Ground

The rest of the night passes without incident. As the sun begins to brighten the sky, the group awakens. Everyone is very obviously anxious to get back to Triel. After a quick morningfeast of whatever food is available, you set out.

Dew sparkles in the rising sun, soaking your pants as you walk. The chill air warms slowly, and you keep an anxious eye out on your surroundings. It would be a cruel irony to survive the giants only to be killed now. Fortunately, the Trielta Hills live up to their pacific reputation, and by the time the sun is reaching its height, you arrive at the town without seeing anything more intimidating than some ground squirrels.

Your arrival does not go unnoticed. A shout is raised from the wall, and an armed group forges out to meet you. As they get closer, one of them shouts. "Lord Elvar! You've returned!" Triel's ruler, who had been quiet and withdrawn during the entire journey, perks up noticeably.

((ooc: Congratulations, you've reached Triel!))

Below Ground

Corym leads the way down the tunnel. It's mostly straight, but slopes downward more than the previous one, and has several more jogs left or right. After several hundred feet, Corym sees another room in the distance and carefully creeps his way forward.

The rails continue into another circular room. All of the torches have died, leaving it in complete darkness, but infravision lets Corym see far enough to realize that there is a large crack in the floor that bisects the room. The crevice runs northwest to southeast, and the rails disappear into it and do not appear to be on the other side. There isn't anything obviously hostile within sight; this side of the crevice is mostly bare.

((ooc: Please remind me: are either Krackor or Torvek invisible?))

"You are delivered Lord Elvar. Ulfric, are you staying here, or coming back to meet the others? I need to pick up some rations and such and head back with Kitheras. Yngvar tells their new companion.

The stupefied state of the villagers and their mayor had irritated Kitheras since he first found them. Now that the Mayor had perked up, he wondered if there would finally be some useful information available.

"Lord Elvar, can I see you to your manor? Perhaps we can discuss the nature of your capture and captivity."

Kitheras gestures subtly to Ulfric and Yngvar to follow.
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In reply to DM (msg # 569):

((Ooc: unless I have forgotten, Krackor is only invisible right now,  since there is no light, to those without Infravision. Before exiting the passage, he will use his Sound Analysis skill as he did at the last place.))

Seeing the nuances of the large area shown with his infravision, and Corym slowing further as has occurred with each large space, Krackor listens intently, trying to hear any changes to the environment.
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"I will be returning with you.  I have a score to settle. Your doing some interesting things in that place.  My mantra is to find lost knowledge and magical items so I will definitely help you explore more of that place.  I will purchase a few things and be ready to return.  Rations, and maybe some torches."

He makes his way towards the Mayor and the departing villagers.
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Torvek continue walking carefully, staying some 20 feet behind the noisy Krackor.  Since Corym is better suited at reconnaissance and Krackor is rather good at finding interesting features in caves and tunnels, Torvek thinks that the best thing for him is to stay behind, invisible and unnoticed, ready to provide support if needed.


OOC: Yes, Torvek would have been invisible the whole time.  That's the reason I memorised 2 invisibility spells last night but I had neglected to mark the spell as used on the character sheet.

Triel

"I... yes." Elvar visibly gathers himself and pushes forward to meet the people running towards your group. They turn out to be his seneschal and what passes for the head of what passes for the Triel militia. They lead Elvar back toward the stockade wall, encouraging and questioning in equal measure, and not objecting when you follow.

People start peeling off of the group the closer you get to Triel's gate. Several of the prisoners are locals, and go running off as they spot family. Others were part of caravans that were camped in the vast green sward surrounding Triel. They slow, looking around in confusion as they try to figure out where to go.

Elvar's comrades chivvy him into the stockade's central keep. It's still claustrophobically tight, filled with meticulously annotated boxes and crates and barrels of preserved food. You crowd into Elvar's office, and he nearly collapses into his chair. "I'm back. We need to get the wall repaired before the wolves come. I'm back." His eyes widen. "The grain! Have you checked the grain? Rats must have been coming through the wall!"

He continues in a similar vein, everything else forgotten in his focus on Triel's grain storage, while his seneschal tries to assure him things are fine, her arms held at nearly full extension.

But no other exits?  Could we potentially get a map?  The way I'm reading this is that we've dead-ended.

((ooc: There is an exit, leads to another circular room))

((ooc: The problem is that you've run out of helpful magical torches and the room is too large for your infravision. So you can't see an exit currently, but you can't see all of the room, either. You'll need to come further in to see everything. Here's a map of basically everything you can see at the moment. The area on your side of the chasm is mostly empty, but you can see a couple bits of wreckage on the other side.

The 380' is how long the corridor between this room and the previous room was))

((Seems to me that Torvek will need to grab a torch.  I--meanwhile, am going to follow the chasm for a bit until I find the other wall.  When they catch up to me, we'll converse.))

((DM--in 4th Edition I think this would be construed as a Charisma attack.  Kitheras is an accomplished bard, has a high charisma, and is a noble in nearby lands.  I'm going to put my foot down and see if we can get somewhere.))

Kitheras barely contains his frustration. "Lord Mayor, my men are still in the belly of the beast. We can stop the wolves from returning, but we must know what we are facing. We have asked for no reward but your best recollections of what you recall. Who are these slavers, how long have their been signs of them, and what do you know of them?"

Yngvar waits for the reply with Kitheras.

He could see the look on Torvek's face even if he couldn't see Krackor's.  He looks around and sees that the chamber if far wider than it looks, so he gets his Crossbow, loads a Clay tipped Crossbow Bolt and fires in the direction of the opposite side of the Chasm, into the darkness where even his Infravision doesn't reach.

As the bolt hits the far wall, a sudden bright light emits as the crash of the clay breaks on the tip,the continual lighton the tip of the Crossbow Bolt lit the cavern wall and it's surroundings, allowing Torvek and the others to see their own side as the light between them and the radius of the light, allowed the silhouette of everything to be seen.

"Torvek, I hope this helps. We could have taken a torch from the walls on the way down here but I'm sure this will do for you. Use a full cover of leather to block its light, when you don't want the light to show, after you collect it first of course.
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Triel

Lord Elvar turns towards Kitheras and throws his hands in the air. "How should I know? The Trielta Hills have always been peaceful! They have nothing more than gnomes and halflings who provide us with much of the grain that allows Triel to survive the winter. Assuming we don't let rats get into the granaries," he growls, looking at his underlings. Neither of them flinch. "There hasn't been a giant sighting in over a century. I have no idea where they might have come from."

He huffs, then looks down at his hands. "But thank you most sincerely for getting rid of them."


Underground

((ooc: I need someone to roll 1d10. You want to be rolling high.))

"They were first spotted in The Hills of Lost Souls, they came south."

D’oh!

06:59, Today: Kitheras Sunblade rolled 2 using 1d10. – [roll=1716465564.91705.321145]

Ulfric

"We will find their lair and remove any that remain good mayor.  Do you have any other requests for us other than the rats of course.  Your minions should be able to handle those.  Will you be able to provide us with provisions for this task?  if not Mystra will provide."

He continues to rub his aching shoulder.  Starting to get used to the weight of his armor again.

"Good mayor, get yourself some cats, many cats. Then you'll have no mice or rats!"

As Torvek enters the room, he moves himself sideway to the left of the corridor, tight against the wall.  He watches Krackor load the crossbow and follows the flight of the bolt until it is out of reach of his infra vision and waits to see if it will reveal something interesting.

OOC: Yes, I know Torvek is human but there exists some human mages that can see in the dark.

Not knowing that Torvek can see in the dark, Krackor is pleased with the light that is provided, he thinks of Kora at this point and wonders how she is doing!

((OOC:  Corym, you roll dice almost as bad as I do lol
22:20, Today: Krackor Steelfist rolled 1 using 1d10.  Because Corym is Rubbish at rolling dice.
GM, by roll high, as this is AD&D 2nd Ed, that means we roll LOW, correct? {{flutters eyelashes at the friendly GM}}))
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