In reply to Jocelyn Lemru (msg # 573):

"With eyes, or would it just stab blindly until someone cut it off?"

Jocelyn shrugs ... It doesn't sound like it swings it's tail forward in these narrow tunnels, so it must have some means of knowing where to stick it.

"Say we let it go.  Ain likely to take it... an don't want find out it can fold-over an come back with mouth as wide as t'e tunnel..."

Jareth unlocks the door and peeks out...

"Is it attracted to anything in particular?  Could we bait it back through the gateway?"

"Corpses.  But that probably draw more to t'e gate before it draw this one out."

In reply to Jareth Mooncalled (msg # 578):

"Oh. How can we close the gate then?"

In reply to Clarence Montague (msg # 579):

The corridor walls and floor are streaked with foul slime, and there is a greasy trail of bones, many larger than mansized. In the distance, you can see a shattered gate ripped from its hinges.

OOC:  Where exactly are we located?

In reply to Jareth Mooncalled (msg # 581):

Occ dear gods, I have been working with a theoretical map rather than an actual one for a couple of years now. Iirc, you are now in the hall past the bone gate room, near the cultists access point, which is by the large room you stenched them in. The broken gate is the one that was between the common cellar area where the bone gate was, and the main corridor from there that lead to the cultist area after turning, and eventually  leads to the main central corridor.

"Is clear.  Let's get this over with."

Jareth commences leading them home.





OOC:

Narrator:

Occ dear gods, I have been working with a theoretical map...

No worries.  That's why I asked, I wasn't sure where we were in relation to home base.

It does mean that Jareth might be wrong about the direction the bhole was heading though, if so, please let me know.  ;)
This message was last edited by the player at 21:48, Fri 08 Feb 2019.

Mario looks once again at the destruction from the great worm's passage.  "That grate didn't look like it even slowed the worm down!  Probably good that we couldn't open the door."

OOC: You might be turned around, Jarath, but I'm not.  Absolute Direction.

In reply to Mario Crowfoot (msg # 584):

The bhole may have been heading north and east. The way back is clear, if unsecured.

Jareth leads everyone home.



OOC:

Narrator:

The bhole may have been heading north and east. The way back is clear, if unsecured.

So presuming we're somewhere in the Redlight/Artisan district*, it's definitely headed bayward.


* The Junior House is just inside Redlight, near the Artisan district right?
This message was last edited by the player at 18:04, Sun 10 Feb 2019.

Let's move! we can chat later

In reply to Jocelyn Lemru (msg # 587):

Clarence just nods, looks to his 8-legged friend, and follows Jareth.

OOC

Jareth Mooncalled:

So presuming we're somewhere in the Redlight/Artisan district*, it's definitely headed bayward.

Wait... I got my east and west mixed up again... so it's heading to little Shevnia?  Hmmm...

I'm still not seeing a problem...  :P

Mario follows along with Jareth.

"Someone help Alaric?  He's pretty beat up, still."

In reply to Mario Crowfoot (msg # 590):

The Ymid scrapes some of the slime into a vial, and then approaches the smashed gate.

The metal runs through its fingers, forming strange patterns, and achieves the semblance of a gate, although it is oe that hurts your brain to look directly at.

"Umm, Ymid?  You can come up to our place if you want.  It's a good place to rest and have a meal, but you probably shouldn't wander around in the streets.  Most folks are likely to think you're some sort of demon."

In reply to Mario Crowfoot (msg # 592):

The Ymid peers through the bone gate for what seems to be an overly ling period of time, the Yr-go twittering anxiously. It reaches it's gnarled staff through the pirtal, and hauls out a large mangled piece of metal that wobbles a footor so above the ground. Slowly the creature turns toward you.
"That may be necessary. I will require certain things to make repairs."

"Can ye close this gate an t'en open again later?  Keep any bholes, ghuls, gaunts, ghasts, or gugs from wanderin over."

Mario sidles near the gate and looks through while waiting for Ymid's response.

In reply to Mario Crowfoot (msg # 595):

The Ymid reaches with his gnarled staff to touch several of the glowing glyphs that form part of its border, causing them to glow, and in two instances, change into othe glyphs. The opening grown partly opaque.

It seems to be sagging slightly, as if drained, and shuffles toward you.

A moment later, there is a strange beeping sound from the crystaline tablet hanging from its waist.

"That was impressive and convenient, Ymid. It's reassuring to know nothing else can come through for now." Nodwin smiles.

"Let's head back to our place and get some rest and take care of that body."

"I've got bunch questions about that... but can wait till we're safe an rested."