"Giant bats!" Drake calls out in a measured volume, hoping his not-too-loud warning carries down to his other Companions...

In reply to Drake Taubron (msg # 510):

OOC: If Kores can hear, he considers casting a TANGLEROOTS or 3 on the wall.  How far is it?  Do I know how long I can create a TANGLEROOTS vines to enable someone to climb it?  Would I manage with 3 castings to create an easier wall to climb?
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Dann sees Kores hesitate. He stays where he is but brings out his weapon, ready to fight, with the mental comfort that begin a borderer means he does not have to ask himself too many questions in these situations.

OOC: Sure. You can see about 10m up into the crevasse. Each use of tangleroots will cover about 1m squarish in thick roots....now they are subject to spell-expiry. but as long as they last they'll make climbing easier.

Three castings would probably do it....Kores will still need to be hauled up cos of the one arm thing.

And Lute will not fit up there.

....................

Below:

From somewhere above there were sounds of  struggle and strange high pitched clicking sounds echoed down the cleft.
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Drake calls out to his Companions below...
 "Hostile tumbling down!"

In reply to Drake Taubron (msg # 515):

OOC: No need to create a..  is this bat tied up?  Why would it tumble down if it can fly?

Kores will create some TANGLEROOTS, 3 of them to allow the others to scramble up there.  Hopefully he'll be able to cancel them once everything is resolved.
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...............

Below:

Despite Hadricks echoing words, nothing appeared from the crevasse....

Kores began calling forth twisted roots from the stone, to create a climbing frame of sorts for the others...
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"All clear up here!" Drake calls out. "Though Jon is hurt."

Drake looks down the crevasse at Kores and the others. "Jon's going to need some help with his bleeding... Are you coming up? Or do we get back down there?"

In reply to Drake Taubron (msg # 520):

Kores continues to do the TANGLEROOTS.  Lets send the warlock up first so that he can do triage.  Once we're all up he will cancel TANGLEROOTS.

Drake calls again to those below. This time his voice carries an unmistakeable urgency.

"Whoever has more of those strange drinks that restored Kores...bring it up here first. And quick. Jon's bleeding like a chicken being drained."

"It's a small squarish room up here. Four metres in height, width, length. There's another crevasse in the ceiling leading upwards. And here's another of those ancient skeletons in ornate armor. This one carries a battle standard..."

The man pauses for a moment to consider the Party situation.

"Kores may need help getting up here. And there's more climbing afterwards. Lute won't fit in the climb to get up here... Perhaps we may leave with Lute all our heavy items, and those coins we found...everything we don't need to explore this place."

"And I'll get down there to speak with Lute in awhile..."

OOC explanation - Drake doesn't exactly know what magical powers each of you have, except what he has witnessed. And he is edgy about what little he's seen anyway. The only Party healing power he's seen are from Kores as well as the potion Dann fed to Kores. And Kores with 1 arm will find it hard to get up...

Ok I know Jon's an NPC. So if anyone feels you don't wanna "waste" healing on him... Hahaha..I've no problem as a player. But Drake's gonna be really pissed...
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In reply to Drake Taubron (msg # 522):

Kores, whilst doing his stuff realizes what can be done.  If there is a suitable location that he can TANGLEROOTS and within healing distance he'll shout to Hadrik

"Throw him down here!!!"

OOC: He'll heal him.  I think with everyone coordinated it should be easier than rolling SPEED vs falling speed.  Maybe Drake can make an ATTACK roll...
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What sounds vaguely like a call to throw something or someone down floats up to Jon and Drake. The two men look at each other in puzzlement, then shrug their shoulders. Jon goes back to nursing his injuries and groaning; and Drake...he turns to his trusty equipment - his rope. Taking hold of the snaking pile of fibres, he quickly creates a secure loop around his injured Companion, careful to avoid chaffing against the open wounds. Nodding at Jon, he helps the man to the crevasse in the floor.

"Jon's coming down." He calls down to the Party, before beginning to lower Jon slowly back down.

In reply to Drake Taubron (msg # 524):

Hadrik lowered Jon down on the rope and Brannon and Lann guided him to a gentle stop, Kores approached him to see what could be done.

It seemed that Jons blood was extremely thin for some reason and the flow seemed quite excessive for the wound.

Kores had heard of such things as a family curse or the like, but in this case he suspected some sort of blood thinner had been administered...

OOC: Kores rolled 2 on 1d20. Intellegence/Medicine check.

In reply to GM (msg # 525):




"What is this?  Were you attacked by some leech?  The blood is not coagul…  well, must be bat saliva."

Kores unsummons the TANGLEROOTS.

"My powers are almost depleted.  Perhaps we should leave the rope and find some place suitable to rest."

OOC: Kores does the 3 magic point greater healing thing…  I don't have access to the books but lets go all out.
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"I'll take a look at the skeleton. Be down in awhile."

"A good idea." Brannon nods at Kores' suggestion. "I doubt there is a queue of people waiting to jump in while we're resting. Perhaps we should strike camp in a safer spot, and return when we are in better condition?"
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"Maybe." concurs Dann. "Or we can leave the place altogether. It seems every step gets us closer to death, and I am not sure dying here will achieve anything useful..."

"Coming down..." Drake calls to his Companions in the lower level. Gathering up his rope and belongings, he takes one more look around the room, fastens his handlantern to his belt once more, then clamps his sword in his teeth and swings over the edge of the crevasse and begins crawling his way down...

00:12, Today: Drake Taubron rolled 5 using 1d20.  Climb down.

Drake carefully climbed down the crevasse then dropped back down to join the others.

Drake leaps off the crevasse wall he was climbing and lands lightly on his feet. His eyes go immediately to Jon, even as he strides quickly over to check in on his injured Companion. Seeing that the old Scholar Kores already has everything under control, he turns to Colm. "Just as we reached the top, we were attacked by about four of five of those bat-creatures. They came out of another ceiling crevasse similar to this one we climbed up. We killed one and injured two others. Those that still live retreated back into the crevasse from whence they came."

Turning to Brannon, he squats down on the floor and picks up a small stone. "There was another skeleton clad in bronze armor and slumped in a corner. This one carried a two metre long battle standard. The man had a broken hip bone, likely from falling. These are the symbols and markings on the battle standard and the armor..." Drake begins to draw out the symbols on the floor.

Done with the drawing, Drake tosses the stone aside, brushes his hands, wipes them on his pants, then stands up. "Jon needs to be stabilized. And we could all do with some rest. However I do not feel safe here." The man licks his dry lips, and his next words come out in an uncertain voice. "For some reason, I sense that our situation right now isn't that different from what these ancient legionnaires faced centuries ago. They came in here to explore and perhaps look for riches as we did. They encountered horrors. They had casualties. I would venture to guess that some went insane as well. And in the end, everybody died to some nameless horror out of their worst nightmare..."

"To be sure, that ceiling crevasse leading further upwards from the room above us is still unexplored. But is this all worth it..."

Shaking his head slightly, the man turns to address the old Scholar Kores who is busy ministering to the injured Jon. "How's he? Is there any immediate danger?"
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In reply to Drake Taubron (msg # 533):

After a GREATER healing I'm sure he's doing fine, for the moment, but not sure if I can detoxify the anti coagulants…    Anyway, Kores will say…


"Seems fine, but I'm not sure if these wounds will keep on bleeding.  Leeches and bats need to keep feeding."