In reply to The Powers That Be (msg # 1):

Looking out at the forest & village.
"Well I'll be."
Taking near his last sip out of his winesken, holding it up and shaking it.
"I vote we go to the village, we could use a soft bed to sleep in, possibly some supplies, too."

Not waiting for a response, Stoney starts out of the cave.  Turning back, and motioned with his arm.
"Shall we, lets go.  Not much daylight left, and Id like to be in the village before dark.  Plus Larz could use some medicine."

In reply to Stoney Applesmith (msg # 2):

Larz smiled and nodded. "And I suppose the possibility of a tavern doesn't play into your decision to go to the village." he replied to Stoney.

"Let's go, drinks and a good meal sound good to me. I'm buying." he said taking the lead.

In reply to Larzander Gunderzen (msg # 3):

looking at the map, Boris sighed and nodded in agreement.

"I daresay we failed. We didn't find the Saracens' camp, unless this is it. We certainly didn't find any more. I say yes, let's stay the evening there and then come back. Around the forest. At least we found some valuables in the temple.

"The trapped passage we just explored must be an escape route, trapped to prevent someone from coming in via that route.

"Did we miss any areas below?"

In reply to Boris Underhill (msg # 4):

"Let's rest up, and heal up. Then we can head back and figure out what we missed." Larz replied as he continued on.

Descending the cliff-side, while easy due to an old, well worn pathway, managed to become rather time consuming as the lower you moved the thicker the vegetation became.  Finally moving off the rock to solid earth, you find the air slightly warm and moist as the thick, enveloping canopy acted like a jar.  Thick moss hung everywhere and completely encrusted any stones or boulders.  The warmth is a nice change but soon becomes slightly annoying.

Continuing along the pathway, the village begins to come into sight, although something seems off.  As you creep closer, your hearts sink as you find it empty of life.  Six separate buildings stand in a ring around a central well and large fire pit.  Two of the buildings had signs hanging above their doorways; one read 'Ingdrich' and the other 'Woods Hollow Inn'.  Aging the structures was difficult as they were encased by the forest.  Vines and branches and limbs twisted in and out of the structures.  Moss and flowers of all type covered them in intricate and beautiful designs.  It almost appeared as if the village had sprang to life from some strange plant.  The wood, while slick, appeared to still be just as strong as the day it was first cut with no obvious signs of wear or weathering.  Even more intriguing was the fact that the ground was not overgrown in any sense

In reply to The Powers That Be (msg # 6):

In a temperamental, and adolescent tone.
"Well isn't this fantastic!  No one is here, lets at least see if the Inn has accomodations for us!  A nice bed would be welcome."

In reply to Stoney Applesmith (msg # 7):

Boris wiped his brow and looked uneasy as he surveyed the abandoned-seeming ville.

"No people. No livestock. Trees and moss has overgrown the town, yet there is no underbrush.

"What do you make of it? We encountered that mimic-demon in the cave. Perhaps this is something larger? I sense some kind of devilry at work."

A brief peek into the windows reveal an even stranger sight.  Everything appears perfectly in order.  No dust nor fungus cling to the boards.  Possessions of all manner still sat, appearing in perfect order.  Even the candles in their respective holders appeared new and clean.

In reply to The Powers That Be (msg # 9):

After peering through one of the windows, himself.
"Maybe they are hiding.  They saw us coming, and hid."
Looking around now for more recent signs of life.  Footprints, movement, anything.

There are no visible signs of footprints inside any of the buildings, i.e. muddy footprints or the like.  No dust appears visible inside either making it further difficult to judge if anyone had recently walked there.  The ground, too, possessed no identifiable markings of any kind to indicate recent movement.

In reply to The Powers That Be (msg # 11):

Genuinely puzzled, Boris scratched his head.

"I can't fathom this. No people. But no signs of struggle. Branches go through the walls, but there is no dust, no weeds of underbrush. And there is an unnatural sheen to the wood. Is this ville cursed? Is this some kind of simulacrum? A faerie village?"

Drawing his sword he grabbed a long tree branch and chopped it off. Trimming it he was left with a ten-foot pole. Using this he proceeded to poke the wall of the building and probe inside the entrance.

In reply to Boris Underhill (msg # 12):

"Well, it looks like whomever was here left in a hurry." Larz said stating the obvious. "Let's check out the Inn Stoney, maybe they left the spirits too."

In reply to Larzander Gunderzen (msg # 13):

"You go on ahead. I don't trust these buildings. There's definitely something unholy about them."

Ondrea stands with Boris in the center of the 'town'.  Both darting their gazes about for any signs of movement or worse.

As Boris begins probing, he finds everything to be as expected...at least of a structure not encased in wilderness.  The walls and the floor were equally solid and sound.  Nor did any sort of booby trap discharge or creature appear or move.

As Larz peers into the inn, he is pleasantly surprised to find that, not only did everyone apparently leave in a great rush, but they left all their provisions.  From his vantage point, he could clearly see several shelves lined with bottles, presumably various liquors, as well as a large platter adorned with several loaves of bread.

In reply to The Powers That Be (msg # 15):

"Great find Larz!"
Stoney slaps him on the back, as he walks by.
"Lets get some food and drinks in here. Everyone, food in here!"
Walking past the regular sized man, Stoney opens the door, and puts a foot inside....

Holding the story there, to see if he vanishes, or his leg evaporates, or...?

As Stoney crosses the doorway threshold...nothing happens.  He enters the room with nae a board creaking upon his approach.

In reply to The Powers That Be (msg # 17):

Placing foot in front of foot, Stoney stops right through the threshold.
"Come on in.  I am going to grab a drink."
Grabbing a coin and placing it on the counter.  Head turning left, then right peering down the bar looking for service.  Knowing darn well there wont be anyone there, but more out of respect.
Leaving the coin on the bar, and with no response from the barkeep, Stoney helps himself.
Grabs a mug, and a bottle of some spirits.  (No pun intended) Pours a fair share that the coin should cover.
"Anyone else want a glass, I'm buying."

Ondrea turns to her small companion "I would have advised camping at the cave mouth, but now whatever this is we are committed." Looking at the other buildings Ondrea begins to search around the village without entering a structure looking for anything which might explain what is going on.

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In reply to Ondrea Avalor (msg # 19):

"Pour me up one too." Larz replied to Stoney. "My foot is aching something fierce. I could use a pain killer."

"Wonder what in the hells happened here?" the barbarian commented as he was walking over to join his friend at the bar. "Looks like everyone vanished." Then he remembered the winged demons the group had fought a couple of nights back and shuddered. "Don't suppose those little winged bastards carried them all away do you?"

In reply to Larzander Gunderzen (msg # 20):

Pouring a glass for Larz & himself.
"Not sure what did this or why.  I have read stories of when gods wipeout entire villages, though.  Maybe this village was one of those that weren't pure to their god."

In reply to Ondrea Avalor (msg # 19):

Boris seemed relieved they weren't looting the place... yet.

"We may still return to the cave mouth. Let's procure what supplies we need, leave payment, then retire to the cave to set up a camp there. Not here, dear God, anywhere but here.

"Or at least that's what I will do. By myself if necessary. I think this unholy place accursed!"

The inn is stocked exactly as you would expect a working establishment to be.  Aside from the assorted spirits and still-soft bread, the back room is stocked with various fresh vegetables, smoked and curing meats, spices and other assorted food stuffs.

In reply to Boris Underhill (msg # 22):

"Sounds like a good plan Boris." Larz commented before taking a long draw from his drink. "I don't like the idea of being around here after dark. What do you think Ondrea?>"

In reply to Boris Underhill (msg # 22):

"Agreed..." Ondrea will help carry the supplies and lead the way back to the cave mouth.

In reply to Ondrea Avalor (msg # 25):

Grabbing the drink, slamming it.  reaching for a new bottle, and leaving a few more coins to cover the cost.

"Ok, then shall we head back up to the camp site, before it gets too dark?

Fate was not upon your side as half way back up the mountain the light ran away behind the distant horizon.  Your sense of timing seemed to be rather off as hours seemed to come and go at will.  Perhaps you are simply tired from the travel and need a rest to collect your bearings.  While the moonlight was sufficient to see the trail by, your movement was further hindered; reaching the mouth of the cave long after sunset.    Gazing out at the landscape once more, a curious sight catches your attention.  A brilliant orange glow dances against the trees causing shadows to jump and flit about from branch to branch.  The town, or at least where you think it was, seems to be lit up, as if someone came home and lit all the torches and lanterns.

In reply to The Powers That Be (msg # 27):

"Well that is interesting."
Pointing down the city.

"This place sure is weird, I wonder what is going on."

Ondrea look at the village with a look of concern over her face. "I think it is some sort of trap to convince the unwary to spend a night under one of those roofs. If it is part of the plan of the ruffians we seek it is very convincing..."

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In reply to Ondrea Avalor (msg # 29):

"Maybe someone set the place on fire." Larz said looking back towards the town. "I really don't like it here. Everything is so unfamiliar."

Either way should we make it to the morn unmolested I believe we leave the village to itself and continue our search else where."</rose> She gets to setting out their camp, dropping her bed roll etc...


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So...consensus says crash the night at the cave mouth?

In reply to The Powers That Be (msg # 32):

I think so.

In reply to The Powers That Be (msg # 32):

Looking out over the forest at the lights, Boris took a swig of wine and ate some fresh bread. He had loaded up on supplies and left some silver behind to cover it.

"Aye. That place was accursed. Something was off with our journey back. I have spent many a time in the forest and covered countless leagues, and we should not have arrived back here so late. I think if we'd have stayed there we'd have been trapped."

He snorted at Ondrea's suggestion the villains were behind this. "Foolishness! Not the Saracens we seek, they are brutes and not of a magical nature. No. This was CLEARLY witchcraft. This is a Witchery kind of thing, mark my words! We're probably doomed just by eating this tainted food and tainted, yet delicious, wine.

"Anyways, we may go back to the village and see what changes have occurred during the Black Sabbath of the devilspawn this evening. As for watches, I shall take the first one. The rest of you get some sleep. I shall wake you, good Stoney, in two hours time."

In reply to Boris Underhill (msg # 34):

"Boris how about sharing your wine, really quickly?"
A quick drink he hands the wine back. 
"Thank you, and othing sounds better than lying down for a minute.  This tracking through the forest & exploring cities has made me a little tired."
Taking one last swig of wine, Stoney lyes down for some sleep.

Sleep comes easy to the weary group as all but Boris settle in for the night.  Wounds are cleaned and redressed and you share some of your bounty freely, grateful for such a find.

OOC: Having made it this far, you each have earned 2000 xp.

Ondrea awoke at her allotted watch time and sat up with a blanket wrapped around her shoulders as she watched her sleeping companions. Looking out over the village she spent some time watching it and then their surroundings as the sun gradually tipped itself over the horizon.

Once first light made it possible she began to prepare breakfast, a selection of cold meats, cheeses and crackers as well as rye bread and some light beer to wash it down.

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In reply to The Powers That Be (msg # 36):

Boris shared his winskin with Stoney. He almost skipped his prayers before waking Stoney for his watch, but decided the devilry and witchcraft of the strange village meant their souls needed all the help they could get!

When he was done he woke Stoney for his turn at watch. "All right my friend, time to cover your watch."

In reply to Boris Underhill (msg # 38):

Waking up to a pleasant surprise of a wineskin.
"Nothing quite like a drink to start off your shift."
Taking a long sip and savoring the flavor in his mouth.
"Ah!  Thank you my friend."
Wiping his mouth with his sleeve.  then positioning himself so he can watch out over the city and camp at the same time, or with little movement of his head.

In reply to Stoney Applesmith (msg # 39):

When Larz woke up in the morning he spent some time looking off towards the town. If someone had set it on fire there should still be smoke rising in the morning.

He packed his bedroll and sat down next to Ondrea and pulled out some jerky and a block of cheese wrapped in cloth. He broke of a hunk of cheese. "Anyone else want some of this before I put it back away?" he asked.

Then he turned to the warrioress, "Well, we managed to survive another night above ground. What's the plan for today?"

No other sights or sounds, aside from what one would expect, arose throughout the evening.  As the morning light washed across the landscape, no smoke was seen rising from the village.

In reply to Larzander Gunderzen (msg # 40):

"Of course I will have some, please."
Grabbing a nibble.
"This is delicious, thank you."
Packing up his gear getting ready for the day, and of course taking a drink, Stoney asks.
"Well what should we do next?  Seems like there are no tracks out of the cave, or down to the village, other than what we made ourselves.  Did we miss something back in the cave?  Who lit the fire inside?  A lot of questions, here."

In reply to Stoney Applesmith (msg # 42):

"Yes Stoney I was wondering if we may have missed something inside or did we even find out if the ruffians we had been chasing were using it ?" She served the other breakfast and the took a plate for herself.

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In reply to Ondrea Avalor (msg # 43):

"Thank you, Ondrea," he said, accepting a serving of breakfast.

"I think there was one last villain we found was here? Did we locate him?

"But if not, I say we return back to the town. We did not find proof that this is where the Saracens came from. But at least the temple cave and the mysterious town should be worth something to the noble or warden of that ville.

"During my watch I observed many lights at that strange town. Perhaps we may see what became  of it?"

In reply to Boris Underhill (msg # 44):

"Either way i'm fine." Larz replied. "No doubt we missed something in the cave, else we would have encountered someone."

"As far as the town, we could head back there and investigate, but I seriously doubt we'd ever find anything." he continued. "I came here by ship, there's no where to go on a ship, but during the night nearly the entire crew vanished without a trace. Probably the same thing happened down there." he said pointing towards the town. I'm sure there is a logical explanation, but I'm pretty sure I really don't want to know what that may be. It stinks of magic, and foulness."

"Yes we need to check the caves again and if nothing is found then we can either assume we have the wrong location for the village attackers or that they are smarter then us and we shall never find them. We could stake out the trail and wait hoping they will engage in another attack on the village if the cave yields nothing ?"


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In reply to Ondrea Avalor (msg # 46):

"Ok, caves it is then.  Should we go back to the town and stock up on supplies?"
At that comment panic sets in, as Stones quickly checks all of his wine/sater skins to make sure he has enough liquid for a while.
"Dont want to run out of food or water while spelunking."

Any particular place you're heading within the caves or just simply going back through to the other entrance?

In reply to The Powers That Be (msg # 48):

OOC: I think we were going to take our time and look for anything we might have missed.

In reply to Stoney Applesmith (msg # 47):

Boris followed along while commenting, "I think that other village offers some mystery that might be of value to the town.

"For our route back to Port, we avoid the forest we came through on our journey north. First, go back to the village, gather supplies. Then travel west until we meet the main highway. From there we travel south along the road."

In reply to Boris Underhill (msg # 50):

"So you do not wish to go back through the caves ?"

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In reply to Ondrea Avalor (msg # 51):

"We can look in the caves for anything we may have missed. But no, it's the Godforsaken swamp I do not want to go through! Let's take the coastal road instead."

In reply to Boris Underhill (msg # 52):

"I am good for whatever, but I think we should re-supply if we need to at the city."
Opening his pack to look at his own supplies.
"Actually I am pretty good.  Boris I'll do what you want to, since divine power is on your side, too."

In reply to Boris Underhill (msg # 52):

"Right that is probably a wise choice. If everyone is ready should we get an early start ?"

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OOC: Just so I'm clear, first you're going to re-explore the cave and then head back down to the town?  Or do I have that reversed?

In reply to The Powers That Be (msg # 55):

Go to the cave first I think.

Inch by inch you work your way back through into the cave system.  Before long, you are once more treading down the very same halls you had originally passed.  Leaving no stone un-turned, you discover no further passages, concealed or otherwise.  You have only two areas you did not venture into, the back doorway in the 'alter' room and the secret passage first discovered upon entering the cave/temple.

In reply to The Powers That Be (msg # 57):

<rose>"Well lets try the back door again into the alter room and then the secret passage if that reveals nothing ?"<?rose>

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In reply to Ondrea Avalor (msg # 58):

Sipping on a wineskin, which might be permanently attached to his mouth.
"I am fine with that.  To the alter room, then!"

Fist out in front of him, as he starts his march to the alter room.

Once more you stand within the echoing silence of the alter chamber.  Moving towards the rotted, broken door, you find no traces of any recent markings upon the floor.  The dust and old cobwebs cover the doorway from top to bottom; a quick flash of a torch makes easy work of the obstructions.  Gazing inward, you see a small hallway that leads towards another chamber; its' door resting in similar fashion the first.

In reply to The Powers That Be (msg # 60):

If no one else volunteers Ondrea takes the lead using her hammer handle to check for pit traps and trip wires.

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In reply to Ondrea Avalor (msg # 61):

"The secret passage seems very dangerous, but perhaps we should examine it once we are done with the back door in the altar room.

"It's ok, Ondrea. I can take the lead. Christ will protect me!" Cautiously he made his way to the front of the group.

With Larz and Stoney keeping watch at the entrance, Boris and Ondrea begin to creep forward.  Once more you find the dust almost choking as it begins to swirl around from your movements.  Finding no traps to speak of, you both reach the second doorway and gaze inward.  It appears you may have located the high priest room (or whoever it was).  Immediately in front of you sits a splintering desk with all manner of rotted papers and books strewn about.  The floor was littered with broken objects.  Further in the room expands sharply to the right where, one can only assume, his/her living quarters existed.  Several chairs, the majority of which were smashed, sat around a small wooden table still set with a few unbroken cups.  A small dresser with the drawers pulled out and broken sat against a nearby wall.  At the very end rested a simple bed.  Despite the layers of dust and age, the sight of a body was still visible.  Aging it was no simple task but clearly it had been there for some time as virtually no meat was left on the bone.  A single arrow ran through the rib cage and was embedded into the bed beneath.

In reply to The Powers That Be (msg # 63):

Stoney will get closer to the skeleton, and visually inspect it.
"Someone had a bad day, but someone else was a good shot.  A single arrow!"
Looking to see if Stoney can determine what type of humanoid it is/was from the skeleton.
06:50, Today: Stoney Applesmith rolled 76 using 1d100.  skeleton determine .
Also looking to see if there is any jewelry or manner of garb to determine what type of priest it was.  Evil/Good, etc.

Ondrea takes her time searching the room and its contents. She will check the papers and books and then move to the corpse before lastly searching for secret doors in the chamber walls.

"It would seem that foul play was a foot in the death of this priest... it looks as if someone was searching for something."

Ondrea Avalor rolled 5 using 1d20.  Intelligence = 12.


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In reply to Ondrea Avalor (msg # 65):

"It is a shame this wretch likely did not accept Christ into their soul, else they could be given a Christian burial.

"What is on the papers, I wonder?" he carefully wandered over to examine the sheets, pulling on soft leather gloves. Were they parchment? Or vellum, like the monks used to illustrate God's glory?

"I further wonder why they have rotted so badly. It is so dry in here one is left scratching one's head as to what the method of corruption might be!"

The skeleton is definitely that of a human.  The clothing is pretty much in tatters but nothing identifiable can be seen.  The silent mass of bone does, however, seem to have a few extra trinkets; two rings, one on each hand and a necklace.  Blowing of the dust you find the necklace is a large, metal circle with some sort of cylindrical crystal suspended within it lashed to a small chain with some cording.  One of the rings appears to be of solid gold with an emerald set within and the other appears to be carved from some sort of dark stone.  A closer inspection reveals a crude carving of a grotesque sort of face.  It seemed rather similar to the large carving that surrounded the entrance to these caverns.

What remains of the books that are still visible, you find the majority seem to be encyclopedic in nature, more specifically, they seem to be catalogs of known magical artifacts.  The papers, however, seem a tad more enigmatic...

Anyone checking over the papers if I could have an Intelligence check

In reply to The Powers That Be (msg # 67):

Saying a few quiet words over the skeleton.
"Rest in peace, I hope your soul is resting for eternity."
Reaching for the trinkets trying not to touch the bones themselves.
"Not sure he will need these anymore."
Slipping off the rings first, then the necklace/pendant.
"Anyone want these.  I like the green color of this ring, unless someone has any objections."
Tossing the ring in the air, then catching it, holding it up in the air to inspect it more closely.
Looking at the other ring.
"This ring has a similar carving as the cave entrance.  I wonder if this skeleton was in fact the magical source of the cult?"

In reply to Stoney Applesmith (msg # 68):

"Agreed Stoney take it all. Perhaps he was the center of what was going on here or just some fallen soul... the ring might give entrance to other areas though in the complex ?"

Ondrea continues to look through the papers.

Ondrea Avalor rolled 5 using 1d20.  Intelligence = 12.


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In reply to The Powers That Be (msg # 67):

Boris helped Ondrea sort through the papers, reading what he could.

The language seemed strangely familiar. Almost like Latin.

02:49, Today: Boris Underhill rolled 1 using 1d20.  Read papers (Int 14).

It's hard to decipher what exactly the papers may have said as the symbols are completely alien to either of you.  However, the drawings, even the ones damaged with decay, were incredibly detailed.  Many seemed to show the inner workings of various devices, or at least the plans for them.  One lone, solid sheet clearly was some sort of theft deterrent device; a rather nasty one as it employed a bear trap like system.  A few pages you found had been badly burnt with only three pages that survived legibly.  They depicted something wholly different.  Even the symbols used were different from the other pages.  The drawings, while still very detailed like the others, were technical drawings of any sort but what exactly they were supposed to enshrine was beyond you.

"We should probably take these and see if we can find someone who can tell us more."  Ondrea will continue to search around the room looking for any hidden areas or spaces.

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In reply to Ondrea Avalor (msg # 72):

"Let us take the tomes as well. They seem to chronicle many mystical items, some perhaps holy, others demonic."

In reply to Boris Underhill (msg # 73):

"Yes that sounds smart. Let us all spend some time looking for hidden areas in this room and then we can move on."

Ondrea Avalor rolled 5 using 1d6.  Search Secret doors.

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While it does take some time and effort, the party manages to locate a small, locked hatch under a corner of the bed.  The workmanship was stellar as it blended seamlessly with the surrounding stone.

In reply to The Powers That Be (msg # 75):

Sitting down on the bed, which is now moved to expose the secret hatch.
"Wow, that was hidden very very well!"
Sipping on his wineskin, which was refilled at the town.
"Well, who wants to open it?"  Shaking his wineskin to evaluate how much liquid is in it. "Or should we go back to the town?"

In reply to The Powers That Be (msg # 75):

Crouching down Ondrea takes a closer look at the hatch. "Perhaps this was what they were looking for when whoever killed him tossed the room. I am happy to open it Stoney if someone wants to look it over before hand."


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In reply to Ondrea Avalor (msg # 77):

Boris nodded. "I don't mind having a look."

19:04, Today: Boris Underhill rolled 72 using 1d100.  Check for traps.

The hatch appeared to be free of any traps.

With a nod from Boris Ondrea pulls the hatch open if she is able.

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Without warning, as the hatch lid is lifted out of the way, a sudden flash explodes from the space beneath...

I'm gonna need some saves vs. spells, if you please

Toppling back with her arms out wide Ondrea ends up sprawled on the floor of the chamber.

Ondrea Avalor rolled 12 using 1d20.  14/12 vs magical charm, fear, emotion or domination.

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In reply to The Powers That Be (msg # 81):


With a pop and explosion, Stoney who was on the corner of the bed, hits the floor, and hard.

My save is a 14 and rolled a 14....not sure what happens.

14:16, Today: Stoney Applesmith rolled 14 using 1d20.  save vs spell.

In reply to The Powers That Be (msg # 81):

"See, perfectly safe... Christ! My eyes!" Boris covered his eyes to protect them from the flash but he wasn't fast enough.

01:15, Today: Boris Underhill rolled 12 using 1d20+4.  Save vs Spells (+4). Saving throw 13.

A wave of intense heat races across you as a massive, blinding flash of fire fills the room.  For a moment, the world is illuminated with the intensity of the sun, and then it is gone, leaving only the smell of sulfur and whatever small items in the room that were flammable.  Any of the papers you had left were almost completely destroyed and the few remaining books were badly singed, several still smoldering.  Daring to peer into the now opened hatch, you find a small, bleached bone wand resting upon a metal cradle.

OOC: Ondrea, Stoney and Larz take 6 hp of fire damage, while poor Boris takes 12

In reply to The Powers That Be (msg # 85):

Padding out the smouldering fire on his clothes, and making sure his wineskin is in good shape.
"What in the name of a demon was that?"

In reply to The Powers That Be (msg # 85):

"Ahhh! God in Heaven! Help, help, I'm burning!" Boris screamed as he tried to put out the flames. As "stop drop and roll" had not been invented yet he ran blindly for the door, missed it and slammed into the wall, falling down onto the bed on top of the corpse. "Aieee! The demon-cursed wretch has come back to life and is burning me alive!"

In reply to Boris Underhill (msg # 87):

Ondrea and her soot covered face tried to calm Boris while making sure she was also still not on fire. "Are you alright. Damn traps... I hate them just put a strong lock on your valuables."

Once everyone seemed to have regained their wits she took a closer look at the hole in the floor. "What do you think this is ? Some sort of religious item ?"


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In reply to Ondrea Avalor (msg # 88):

Stoney looked at it while Ondrea was still holding it.  then looked at the skeleton, to see if it was missing a a bone.
"In all the years I spent in the abby, I am not certain what this could be.  Maybe a piece of a puzzle, but I am not sure I want to put it together."



08:59, Today: Stoney Applesmith rolled 35 using 1d100.  to see if he recalls anything like this in his study's.

Stoney - While you haven't seen this particular item before, from it's markings, you're almost certain it is magical in nature.

OOC: Sorry for the delay, just started a second job and still trying to get my timing down.

In reply to Ondrea Avalor (msg # 88):

Beating out the last of the embers, Boris whined, "owww... I really am in a lot of pain."

There were some moderately severe-looking burns on his face and exposed skin, and his eyebrows and beard were singed. Standing up from the bed he brushed off soot and bits of charred skeleton.

In reply to Boris Underhill (msg # 91):

Larz patted out the fire and singed embers out of his hair and beard. "Let's not do that again." the barbarian warrior commented. "Well, what have you found?" he said looking over Stoney's shoulder.
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In reply to Larzander Gunderzen (msg # 92):

"Well this bone thing is definitely magical, but I have no idea what it is or what it is for."

Looking at the skeleton, then back at the bone.
"Ya I have no idea.  I do know I dont want to put it near that skeleton, just in case it reanimates into a lich."
Taking a long drink at that though.

In reply to Stoney Applesmith (msg # 93):

"Lets take it with us and continue, I believe there is one more area to search and then we are done with the tunnels." She prepares to leave.

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OOC: The only area left unexplored was the initial tunnel that Larz got injured in.

In reply to Ondrea Avalor (msg # 94):

"I am still in a lot of pain. For the love of Christ, can anyone succor me?" asked Boris, pointedly. "Before we hie off to the tunnel of death."

In reply to Stoney Applesmith (msg # 93):

"Lich?" Larz questioned. "You mean undead Magic user?"

"I agree, let's keep that bone away from the rest. I could smash the hell out of the skeleton just to be sure.."he added.

"Stoney are you able to relieve Boris somewhat ? I am not that versed in the healing arts as some of my irk."

In reply to Ondrea Avalor (msg # 98):

"Anything you can do to help. Back in Outremer a priest could allow the body to heal minor wounds by channeling the grace of God. No doubt you as a holy man can do the same?

"And the only unrevealed part of this temple, if that is what this place is, is the trapped tunnel we found underneath the table (or altar). I recall there was a set of footprints that entered it and did not return. We must therefore remain vigilant for not just traps but perhaps an assailant."

In reply to Boris Underhill (msg # 99):

"I will try my best, but not sure the Gods are with me still."

Going close to Boris, he lays his hands on him.

"Boris you have to accept the Gods as your healer, otherwise it might not work that well."

Hands now on boris.

"Gods hear my plea, heal Boris as I am a servant of thee."

If it worked  healed for 7
06:21, Today: Stoney Applesmith rolled 7 using 1d8.  cow on boris.

OOC: Not sure why you're laying a cow on Boris but it apparently worked XD



As you move forward you once more encounter the sinister spiked grate that nearly ended Larz' adventure.  The hole in front of it still remains open as well as the passage forward.

In reply to Stoney Applesmith (msg # 100):

Boris snapped, "for the love of Christ, man, just get on with... wait... ohhh.... yessss.... say, that feels a lot better now! Many thanks my friend! Praise be to God!

"I had faith your healing would work! There is much worship of Pelor and other gods in Outremer. The Catholic Church of Outremer believes that the One True God often works His miracles through these other gods. As He is the wellspring of all that is good in this way His love may still heal His faithful and provide other miracles, no matter the source whence it is channeled. These gods are not false Gods or in conflict with Him, and are holy beings still above the angels and saints. In this way a Christian priest may still heal a worshiper of Pelor, and vice-versa, as long as they maintain their faith on their own heavenly sovereigns.

"Now, let us carefully proceed down the formerly hidden tunnel!"

Ondrea leads them down the stairs, but should Boris wish to check for traps first she will follow him down instead. Once they have bypassed the ramp Ondrea will be on guard now they have entered the unknown.


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In reply to Ondrea Avalor (msg # 103):

"I'll have a look for more deadly snares. I pray it turns out better than before."

OOC: I assume I know the answer but just to be certain, you're moving further down the small tunnel as opposed to going down the angled shaft that opened when the trap engaged?

In reply to The Powers That Be (msg # 105):

Already, Boris was looking more healthy. Soot-blackened and raw skin had stopped weeping, replaced in places by patches of pink healthy tissue.

"Mind the ramp down to the obliette," remarked Boris. He was aware of such pit traps. Intruders and prisoners were deposited in such holes with no chance of escape, there to die, erased from sight and forgotten. (Hence the name "obliette".)

He carefully crossed the mouth of the ramp in the floor, intending to continue down the passage. As he moved he examined the floor of the cramped corridor to determine if the unknown individual they were tracking had fallen prey to the spiked grating and the obliette hidden below. He also examined the ceiling and walls as he went, looking for danger or anything unusual.

In reply to Boris Underhill (msg # 106):

Following behind Boris, but not as surefoot as the other healer.  Which I might add is remarkably well spoken and adept at finding traps, doors, burning, etc.
"Do you have a rope, or 10' pole, to make sure no one falls in?  It would be a painful death to slide down and be impaled by those spikes."
(When else could you use a 10' pole?)

In reply to Stoney Applesmith (msg # 107):

Checking his knapsack, Boris shook his head.

"Alas, no. I had a friend who was fond of getting some mates together and exploring old ruins, caverns, temples and dungeons, looking for anything to loot or steal. He always carried a pile and wore a backpack with a coil of rope, a ladder, two weeks of "iron rations" (whatever those are), spikes, pitons, lamp oil, tinderbox, a lantern, torches, crowbar, hammer, and a waterskin. He looked so foolish! But now I wish he were here."

In reply to Boris Underhill (msg # 108):

"I'm not sure what an obliette is, but I have a rope in my stuff if we need it." Larz offered.

In reply to Larzander Gunderzen (msg # 109):

"An "oubliette" is a hole without an exit. You stick people down there to die.

"I'll hand over the rope and we can tie off if that makes it safer."

He waited for the rope, tied it off around his waist, and then scampered around the hole to the other side. He them passed the rope back. "There is is. Easy as pie."

In reply to Boris Underhill (msg # 110):

"I do like pie!"
Stoney wraps the rope around his waist and scurries across to the other side.
"Phew, that was stressful."
Un corking his wineskin and taking a drink.
"Who's next?"

In reply to Stoney Applesmith (msg # 111):

Larz handed the other man the end of the rope and held on to the other in case he fell. "You should have look for something to tie off the rope to." the barbarian commented. "Otherwise I'm just twiddling my thumbs holding the rope..." he added.

OOC: Is the hole to big to leap over?

OOC: The hole is not overtly large, no, but leaping is somewhat out of the question given the cramped design of the passageway.  One can conceivably climb across it without assistance but without support, a slip would result in going down the rabbit hole.

In reply to The Powers That Be (msg # 113):

Ondrea steps up "I will go first and set the rope on the other side if I am able. We have a rope ?" If they do she will tie her string to the end and climb with that then pull the rope over.


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In reply to Ondrea Avalor (msg # 114):

"It is fine, my friend. I shall go first."

Finishing tying the rope around his waist, Boris impatiently stepped around the hole. "CHRIST!" he cried as his footing gave way, plunging him into the shaft. Fortunately the rope saved him from a fatal or at least fateful slide out of sight into the earth below. "Whew, that was close. Ah, yes, Ondrea. Perhaps you should go first. Mind the first step, it's a big one!"

OOC: I'd already posted Boris tying off and starting to cross the mouth of the pit (see above). Then I blew his DEX check...

In reply to Boris Underhill (msg # 115):

"Of course, no problem>" Steadying herself at the lip she makes the jump and gracefully lands on the other side. Pulling the rope over she looked for some place sturdy enough to tie it off. If none was available she held it firm.

Ondrea Avalor rolled 3 using 1d20.  DEX check = 11.

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With a close call herself, Ondrea still manages to reach the opposing side of the trap door.

In reply to The Powers That Be (msg # 117):

sitting right down on the ground.  Sighing with relief that everyone made it across.
"Now that everyone has made it over safely, is there a lever or switch to put the trap door up.  Just thinking if we need a rapid escape."  Then taking a longer than normal drink.

Stoney - You can't seem to locate a simple means by which the trap is reset.  Unless it's a one time use thing, there has to be some method of resetting it.

In reply to The Powers That Be (msg # 119):

Once everyone was ready Ondrea steadied herself for what lay a head as the other looked over the mechanism for resetting the trap door. "Let us be on our way, you never know we may still have the light when we leave if there are only a couple of rooms left in the complex."

She let Boris go a head again and followed along behind.

-

In reply to Ondrea Avalor (msg # 120):

Getting up off the cold hard ground, Stoney packs his wineskin away.
"All I want is a break.  We had a nice village, with inviting accommodations, but no we are back in this cave.  Lead away, and get us out of here. I am done with damp cold dark caves."


That being said, Stoney has his hammer out, and walks with it bouncing in his other hand.  (think how a jailer or police wold bounce a billy club.)

In reply to Stoney Applesmith (msg # 121):

Having held his end of the rope to haul his companions back up in case they fell in the hole, Larz tied the rope around his waist and attempted to cross to the other side.

"Let's keep going if everyone is ready." He said after making it over, as he was coiling his rope and putting it away.


12:18, Today: Larzander Gunderzen rolled 7 using 1d20.  Dex check =14.
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Slowly, cautiously, and with several members bent at an uncomfortable angle, the four of you continue forward down the narrow corridor.  Inching along, your pace is slow, but with such caution comes the ability to both detect and avoid a second trap; similar in both style and sinister nature as the first such encountered.  Losing track of the exact distance you covered, you reach the end of the corridor and are greeted by a small stone and iron door.

Ondrea took a knee while someone more skilled in opening the door got to work. It took some stress off her muscles that had been bunched together on the trip down the tunnel. She looked back up the corridor and kept watch as the door was worked on.

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In reply to The Powers That Be (msg # 123):

Boris grumbled, "ok, ok, let me check the door to see if it is booby-trapped and if it's locked." He set to work examining the portal.

"Seems all right."

In reply to Boris Underhill (msg # 125):

"Wait, thats what you said last time."

Stoney approaches the door.

"Let me inspect it.  I am no locksmith, but maybe i'll get lucky."

Stoney runs his hand around the door crack, the wall next to the door. Then looks nearby for a button or lever or switch.


Just for fun
05:19, Today: Stoney Applesmith rolled 18 using 1d100.  lucky door search.

You find no indication of any trap or tripwire in place.  You do find that the door does possess a latch system that buries deep into the wall.  Whether it's locked or not is another question.

In reply to The Powers That Be (msg # 127):

stepping away from the door, and taking a drink to refresh.
"I agree, there doesn't seem to be any boobie trap.  Go ahead and lets open it!  Volunteer?"

In reply to Stoney Applesmith (msg # 128):

"Step back and I will do it." Ondrea tries the handle to see if it is locked.

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The handle gives slightly with a great deal of protest.  While definitely a little difficult to operate, the door does not appear to be locked.

In reply to The Powers That Be (msg # 130):

Ondrea opens the door enough for them all to get through and then steps across the threshold.

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In reply to Ondrea Avalor (msg # 131):

Boris readied his short sword and buckler. Then followed Ondrea.

In reply to Boris Underhill (msg # 132):

Larzander watched from the back keeping an eye on the passageway the group had just walked down as well. When Ondrea slowly opened the door the barbarian inched forward ready to rush forward if needed.

In reply to Larzander Gunderzen (msg # 133):

Stone now off to the side, allowing others to get in front and open the door simply sits there.  sipping on his drink.
"Ahh wonder who made this place.  Why?  There are so many mysteries in life!"

when it's time he will get up and follow the others.

The door creaks, scrapes and howls loudly as you inch it open.  Anything in the hallways behind you, or in front for that matter, would certainly have heard the jarring sounds of metal and stone scrapping against one another.  As the room beyond slowly begins to appear your eyes are greeted by a spectacular sight...gold and lots of it.  Forgetting about the door as it slams into the wall, you find a sight like no other sitting before you.  Gold, in every known form, lays strewn about a room that looks more similar to an amphitheater than a hidden chamber.  Stone rings, descending into smaller and smaller rings, are heaped with untold riches as coins, cups, rings and all matter of treasure litter the room.

In reply to The Powers That Be (msg # 135):

Ondrea stretches out an arm to catch anyone that would run forward, "This looks like bait...". Taking a knee she tries to look for anything amiss within the room starting with the stone rings.

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In reply to Ondrea Avalor (msg # 136):

"World treasures  are for the worldly.   All I need is a good drink, and, well notch else.  All that gold can buy a lot of really good drinks."
Stoney holds fast where he is, waiting to see what happens.

Larz moved up next to Ondrea, "Agreed, looks like a trap to me as well. There's enough gold there to buy a kingdom, no one is going to leave that just laying around." the barbarian stated. "Well now what? I'll take the lead if you want to see what happens."

In reply to Larzander Gunderzen (msg # 138):

"Wait!"
Moving up to the front of the group.
"Lets toss a rock, or something in there, and see what happens.  It seems unusual to me that there is this much wealth in a place like this."

In reply to Stoney Applesmith (msg # 139):

"Yes that is a good idea Stoney... Boris do you want to see if another of those pit traps is concealed in the floor, you seem to have an eye for them ?"

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In reply to Ondrea Avalor (msg # 140):

"Aye, I'll have a look for traps in the floor. But wait for the rock first. Perhaps this is an illusion to lead us astray."

The rock lands with a ricocheting *CLUNK* as it crashes into the collection of valuables on the lowest floor.  For several seconds the clinking sound of coins and cups rearranging echos off the walls before coming to rest silently once more.  Then suddenly, you hear it again.  The clinking of metal on metal stirs slightly then fades again.  Several seconds later it once more begins to rise in sound and you could almost swear you saw areas around the room shift, as if something was perhaps underneath.

In reply to The Powers That Be (msg # 142):

Stepping to the side of the door.  (still outside)
Holding up his bottle, and looking at it, inquisitively.
"Oh crap, did anyone else see that?
It's a dragon, or worse...wait whats worse than a dragon?"

In reply to Stoney Applesmith (msg # 143):

The barbarian tightened the grip on his sword. "Well whatever is in there, looks like you woke it up." Larz commented. "It didn't sound big enough to be a dragon. Wish me luck, I'm going in to take a look."

OOC: Larz will advance into the room slowly keeping his sword up ready to strike. He will attempt to avoid contacting and of the treasure.

In reply to Larzander Gunderzen (msg # 144):

Ondrea also walked beside Larz ready to strike should it be needed.

-

In reply to Larzander Gunderzen (msg # 144):

Staying outside the door...away from the treaasure.
"Maybe a baby dragon."
Sipping on his drink, then putting it away, and hammer out!

In reply to Stoney Applesmith (msg # 146):

Stepping through the door but only for a pace or so, Boris fit a bullet into his sling.

"I was almost consumed by a demon that looked like a tapestry. It could be something that looks like coins but is not."

The tinkling sound of metal against metal continues to resonate around the room.  Soon, movement can be seen below the piles of gold and treasure.  Within moments, the entire room is ringing with the sound of coins falling and cups bouncing about when suddenly, from through the pile of loot, a hand appears.  It is necrotic, with huge patches of skin and muscle completely wasted away.  It seems to sit...staring(?) at you?  It is joined by a second, unattached hand.  This one seems in even worse shape than the first with holes large enough to look through and two of the fingers completely missing.  A third appears just as suddenly, this one still had part of the forearm attached and looked much fresher than the previous two.  Before you know it, a dozen or so hands fill the room.  In unison, they seem to stare at the group.  With each flinch you make, they respond in some manner.  As you blink away a small speck of dust from your eye, they launch forward, scrambling over the mounds of swag; the tinkling of coin now appears to sound like a thousand death bells.

Ondrea watched the undead hands and the curses under her breath. She moves the handle of her hammer up over her shoulder ready should these things attack. Once they began to scuttle towards them Ondrea takes a step forward and using a under-arm swing launches one into the air before binging her hammer down hard on a second.


Ondrea Avalor rolled 16 using 1d10+9.  Initiative + speed factor.

Ondrea Avalor rolled 22 using 1d20+6.  Attack.
Ondrea Avalor rolled 23 using 1d20+6   Attack 2.

Ondrea Avalor rolled 14 using 2d4+10.  Damage.
Ondrea Avalor rolled 16 using 2d4+10.  Damage 2.

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In reply to Ondrea Avalor (msg # 149):

"Christ and the Saints preserve us, I urge us all to RUN!" shouted Boris. Nonetheless he stood his ground behind the others and with a flick sent a sling bullet whistling towards the undead scrambling horrors!

20:19, Today: Boris Underhill rolled 14 using 1d20.  To Hit THACO 15.
20:20, Today: Boris Underhill rolled 3 using 1d4+1.  Damage.

In reply to Boris Underhill (msg # 150):

With the sight of the undead he attempts to pray to one of the Gods for protection & turn the undead.
"Oh my Gods!
Gods protect us, and turn these abominations around.  Be with us in this time of need and destroy the evil beings where ht stand"

If any of the gods are listening to a drunk, undiciplined decibel of many Gods !!!
06:19, Today: Stoney Applesmith rolled 20 using 1d20.  turn.

In reply to Stoney Applesmith (msg # 151):

The barbarian cursed under his breath and swung his sword wildly as the arms and hands attacked. Unfortunately he missed badly...

11:01, Today: Larzander Gunderzen rolled 11 using 1d20+2.  attack 2.

11:00, Today: Larzander Gunderzen rolled 5 using 1d20+2.  attack 1.

The assault is almost instantaneous on both sides.  Several claws launch themselves high into the air, sailing towards the group, while the rest skitter across the treasure laden floor.

Ondrea - Your hammer crashes into the floor sending gold coins flying every which direction as you crush one of the hands.  Just as rapidly, you swing your hammer skyward sending another claw crashing into the ceiling.  It collapses to the floor and continues to move no more.  Two more snake their way across the floor and, only a foot or so away, leap from the ground towards you.

Boris - Loosing your projectile, it sails right on target and smacks sickeningly into one of the half rotted appendages.  An equally nauseating *CRACK* emanates from the now motionless hand.  Two more race towards you as you dance and sidestep their advances when suddenly one of them springs from the ground and latches into your shoulder.  You howl in pain as dark, decay-laden claws sink deep into your shoulder (4 points of damage).

Stoney - Pray as you may and pray as you might, no divine intervention is to be found in this fight XD (they simply do not respond in any perceivable manner to your attempt at turning).

Larz - While your wild swings do little in the way of actual damage or even contact, it acts as a temporary shield as the two hands approaching you dart back and forth in a frantic effort to break through your defense.

In reply to The Powers That Be (msg # 153):

Larzander did his best to keep the attacking hands away from his friends. Unfortunately a two-handed sword wasn't very effective against such a small target. Taking a more careful aim he swung the sword down hard on one of the hands with all his might.

12:31, Today: Larzander Gunderzen rolled 20 using 1d20+2.  attack hand.
12:34, Today: Larzander Gunderzen rolled 9 using 1d10+2.  damage.
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In reply to The Powers That Be (msg # 153):

Bringing her hammer up in a wide arc Ondrea misses the airborne hands and then tries to twist her body to blunt their landing on her.

Ondrea Avalor rolled 7 using 1d20+6.  Attack.


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In reply to The Powers That Be (msg # 153):

"Ahh! God protect us!" yelled Boris as the creature's talons dug into his flesh. He drew his dagger and began sawing at the fingers. The blade bit deep into its "palm".

20:00, Today: Boris Underhill rolled 19 using 1d20.  To-Hit with knife.
20:03, Today: Boris Underhill rolled 1 using 1d4.  Damage to Crawling Hand.

Larz - Bringing your sword down hard upon the cursed hand, you cleave it two sending chunks of rotted flesh and black ichor everywhere.  Swinging with such force, your sword smacks hard into the rock beneath with a chilling *CLINK* that rattles your teeth and ears.  The blow, thankfully, forces the remaining hand to scatter to the side, missing its opportunity to strike.

Ondrea - Swinging your hammer around aids with the momentum to twist enough to avoid the flying monstrosities.  Landing not far from you, they turn and face(?) you down once more, undaunted by both your size and weapon.

Boris - Your movements begin to take on a marionette-like appearance as you simultaneously dance to avoid the still moving hand and stab at the one imbedded in your shoulder.  As you dig the blade in, the hand tightens its' grip even further (3 points of damage).

Stoney - Distracted with your unanswered prayers for help, you never have a chance to see the three hands skittering from the room towards you.  The first to reach you latches firmly into your ankle, its corrupted talons sinking deeply into your skin; it nearly severs your Achilles tendon.  Between the suddenness and the pain, you collapse backwards onto the floor.  The other two hands quickly set upon you, with one biting deeply into your left forearm as the other begins to carve a hole into your chest (17 points of damage).

In reply to The Powers That Be (msg # 157):

"Unholy Hell, Help!"

From a prone position, Stoney starts scrambling to try to get these godforsaken hands off him.
Swinging, twisting, and contorting to get these off him.  (Picture a swarm of bees upon you. This is how he is reacting, but on the ground)

"Help!"

If you wanted a roll of any sort.

09:57, Today: Stoney Applesmith rolled 82 using 1d100.  if you prefer a % roll .
09:57, Today: Stoney Applesmith rolled 8 using 1d20.  if it helps at all to get hands off him .

In reply to Stoney Applesmith (msg # 158):

"Ahh! To the Devil with you, demon spawn!" cried Boris, continuing to saw at the fiendish claw with his dagger while trying to avoid its other mate.

OOC: What are these creatures' THAC0? Any bonus to hit those that are latched on? It's not like it can dodge or evade! It's not like a 2 is going to hit anyways but I'm curious. Thanks!

14:24, Today: Boris Underhill rolled 2 using 1d20 ((2)).

Hearing the screams of her companions Ondrea snapped out two quick attacks towards the claws before her hoping to send them back to the grave.

She then turns towards Stoney and moves to help him with the undead things latched to his skin.

Ondrea Avalor rolled 9 using 1d20+6 with rolls of 3.  Attack.
Ondrea Avalor rolled 12 using 1d20+6 with rolls of 6.  Attack 2.

Ondrea Avalor rolled 17 using 2d4+10 with rolls of 3,4.  Damage 2.
Ondrea Avalor rolled 17 using 2d4+10 with rolls of 4,3.  Damage.



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OOC: Just waiting on Larz, if he's still with us

OOC: Hmmm...still nothing from our dashing warrior...suggestions?

In reply to The Powers That Be (msg # 162):

Larz moved quickly to strike at any foe near him, taking care not to smash his sword into his friends.

09:54, Today: Larzander Gunderzen rolled 19 using 1d20+2.  attack 1.
09:55, Today: Larzander Gunderzen rolled 4 using 1d10+2.  damage.

09:54, Today: Larzander Gunderzen rolled 7 using 1d20+2.  attack 2.



Hearing Stoney scream out in pain, the barbarian started backing up while calling out. "This was a bad idea, Ondrea if you can grab Stoney and drag him out I'll cover our retreat and grab Boris and make sure he gets out too! If we can retreat through the door, and bar it shut they may not be able to get to us."

Both Ondrea and Larz dispatch the remaining hands confronting them.  Boris continues to dance about as the claw attached to his shoulder relentlessly digs its' fetid, rotting claws deeper into his shoulder (2 points of damage) while the second decrepit hand finally finds its' way onto his feet and begins moving upward.  Stoney continues to thrash around, shouting loudly, as the animated hands continue to claw and rend at his flesh; blood begins to saturate the floor from his wounds.

Just to clarify...no more claws (that you can see) are attacking either Ondrea or Larz.  Boris has two that have set upon him although only one is currently damaging him.  Boris is on the floor with three hands simultaneously ripping and rending him to pieces.

In reply to The Powers That Be (msg # 164):

"Ahh! Another is upon me! Just kill them for the love of Christ!"

He slashed again at the hand with his dagger, missing completely.

OOC: What is their AC? Not that it will help at the moment...

17:46, Today: Boris Underhill rolled 1 using 1d20.  To-Hit with dagger, THAC0 15.
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Ondraa makes for the one of Boris's shoulder, swinging with her hammer having turned a 360 degree pirouette. Her hammer smacks into the hand sending it flying off the halfling and across into a wall. She then tries to knock the second hand away as well.

Ondrea Avalor rolled 21 using 1d20+6.  Attack.
Ondrea Avalor rolled 15 using 2d4+10.  Damage.

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Ondrea times her attack perfectly, connecting with the hand (and not Boris' shoulder) with the precision of a pro golfer.  The force knocks the hand into the adjacent wall so hard you can hear the cracking of several bones; the skin ruptures from the kinetic force sending chunks of putrid flesh into a pattern of corruption upon the wall.  Boris, in his panic, is not so lucky with his timing.  Attempting to stab the hand upon his shoulder, he is mid-swing as Ondrea knocks it clear.  His dagger sinking deeply into his shoulder.  Larz, in turn, races over to Boris and kicks one of the hands off of him.  It rights itself and charges back towards him but not before Larz crushes it with his boot.  The sickening sound of wet, stretching leather can be heard as he grinds the black and green colored hand into the floor.

In reply to The Powers That Be (msg # 167):

"Ahhgh, not my best strike!" groaned Boris as he removed the blade from his shoulder. "That is the last of them, let's aid Stoney!"

That said he stood back, not wanting to get into either Larz or Ondrea's way as they were the far more skilled fighters.
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In reply to Boris Underhill (msg # 168):

Larzander tossed his two-handed sword towards the door and rushed over to Stoney and knelt down making an attempt to grab the thing attacking his friend. "I'll get that thing off of you Stoney, just hold still if you can!" 


15:59, Today: Larzander Gunderzen rolled 9 using 1d20+2.  Grab hand attacking Stoney.
OOC: Probably doesn't hit, but if it does, the barbarian will pull the thing away essentially grappling it free...

Grabbing at the hands that were attacking their friend Ondrea would fling any she managed to get a hold of into the nearest wall.

Ondrea Avalor rolled 19 using 1d20+3.  Grabbing hands.
Ondrea Avalor rolled 13 using 1d20+3.  Attack 2

Ondrea Avalor rolled 9 using 1d4+7.  Damage.
Ondrea Avalor rolled 10 using 1d4+7.  Damage


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You find the hands remarkably easy to grip when they are distracted with rending someone else.  After a brief struggle, you manage to crush, break, squash, and otherwise obliterate the remaining hands.  A few extra hard grinds with your boot heels and you are satisfied that they will rise no more.

Ondrea was satisfied that the hands were no more before taking knee at Stoney's side and checking on the priest who looked to be in a bad way.

-

In reply to Ondrea Avalor (msg # 172):

In a very dramatic tone.

"Oh, I am hurt.  Badly.  My family, Mom, friends...oh...my..."

Looking side to side.

"Can you have me that wineskin?  A good drink should fix me, a little."

In reply to Stoney Applesmith (msg # 173):

Larz shook his head listening to Stoney going on. The barbarian grabbed his own wineskin and handed it to the small man.

"Glad to see you're still alive my friend." he said before standing to go retrieve his sword from where he had tossed it. When he had his weapon back he came next to the others and stood watch over them as Ondrea did what she could to heal them.

"Well, that was stupid..." he said flatly. "Anyone want to go in and see if they're really all dead?"

OOC: Larzander will move forward to explore the room making sure his weapon is at the ready.

OOC: Are you actually heading in or just poking your head around and having a look?

In reply to The Powers That Be (msg # 175):

OOC:just poking head in at first...

Taking a quick scan of the room it appears to be in exactly the shape you left it.  Your eyes focus on the glistening pile of booty as you strain your ears, listening for any tiny clink or clatter.  After several moments, you still have seen nor heard any signs of movement or life.

In reply to The Powers That Be (msg # 177):

Taking breaths between drinks.

"I don't want to be the first one in there.  Those hands were all over me, like a warrior returning home after a long journey and I was a bar wench!"

"I will help my skills in healing... are minimal." She stands and follows Laz into the room. She will check it completely for additional horrors.

-

In reply to Ondrea Avalor (msg # 179):

Larz entered the room first. Slowly and cautiously.

Larz reenters the chamber, sword in hand.  His feet move in a precise, controlled manner; shifting his weight in response to each step.  The heap before him continued to remain silent.

In reply to The Powers That Be (msg # 181):

The barbarian turned his head towards Ondrea."I don't see any more movement, maybe we killed them all." he whispered, as he continued farther into the room.

In reply to Larzander Gunderzen (msg # 182):

"Be careful!  Someone should go explore the room with him, or have something ready to throw at any surprises!"

In reply to Stoney Applesmith (msg # 183):

Boris rubbed the sore areas where the talons had dug into his flesh. "My! That was unpleasant. Thanks be to God we all survived! I am not too badly hurt, praise the Lord."

He followed Larz to the door, sling at the ready. "I can cover Larz from here."

In reply to Larzander Gunderzen (msg # 182):

"Perhaps, but lets make sure." She continues the search to make sure they are alone and the room is clear of the undead.

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Slowly digging through the golden hoard with boot and blade, you find no further signs of life (or unlife) in the room.

In reply to The Powers That Be (msg # 186):

Larzander looked over his shoulder at his friends. "That's it?" he said in unbelief. " It just seems a bit too easy to me, We could all retire with what's laying here.."

Ondrea began to search the hoard for something that maybe able to help Stoney, potion or the like. "Perhaps it has been here for so long the other guardians have perished."

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In reply to Ondrea Avalor (msg # 188):

From the doorway, Boris studied the loot laying about them.

"I am a Christian and thus love poverty like our Lord, Jesus Christ. However, this gold can help many people in dire need!" He left it to the imagination of others whether that included himself.
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OOC: Just to get a picture...I have three of you in the room with Boris still laying outside it?

In reply to The Powers That Be (msg # 190):

From outside the room, Boris kept a watch on the corridor. He intended to come in to gather some treasure on;y once he was sure it was safe. "Once you lot are done filling your pockets, I would like to look for some gems."

A sudden groan fills the chamber and the sound of stone against stone begins to reverberate beneath your feet...

I'll need a Dex check from everyone in the room

Ondrea made a jump towards the door in the hope of being able to move out of the gaping maul of yet another pit trap.


Ondrea Avalor rolled 16 using 1d20.  Dex = 11.

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In reply to Ondrea Avalor (msg # 193):


OOC: 17:35, Today: Larzander Gunderzen rolled 20 using 1d20.  dex check, Dex=14.
Reflexes of a cat baby!

Should have saved that Crit for hitting whatever is coming though...

In reply to Larzander Gunderzen (msg # 194):

Missed   :(   Seems this game is out to get me.
07:08, Today: Stoney Applesmith rolled 18 using 1d20.  dex check.

OOC: Stoney, I thought you were outside of the actual treasure room, laying in the passageway?

In reply to The Powers That Be (msg # 196):

OK, I thought so, too...but wasn't sure.  Assumed you moved me in the room.


Stone lays on the floor reeling in pain fro the pinching un-dead hands!
Once in a while peeking to see who is paying attention, if no one, he sneaks a drink.

A sudden rush of air pulls downward at Larz and Ondrea.  Below their feet, the hoard begins to spill like a waterfall as the floor opens wide.  A cacophonous roar fills the chamber as the coveted pile of gold begins slipping downward like a sparkling stream of shining water.  Both Larz and Ondrea dive for whatever they can grasp with only Larz being successful in grasping the doorway before nothing remained beneath his feet...Ondrea is not so lucky.

In reply to The Powers That Be (msg # 198):

Ondrea stays still while she surveys the room that is is now spreadeagled in. She listens as well for movement trying to single anything out over the last of the coins and treasure hitting the floor.

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In reply to Ondrea Avalor (msg # 199):

Boris held onto the door frame with one hand and reached down to Larz with the other.

"Larz, let me help you up! What happeed to Ondrea? What happened to the gold? It disappeared!"

In reply to Boris Underhill (msg # 200):

Stoney pops up off the floor, where he was rolling in agony and pain.
seeing if there is anything he can do, he tries to help Boris and held him tightly so he didn't also go into the trap.

While Larz is certainly a heavy load to bare, you manage to help him pull out of the hole and back into the hallway with you.

In reply to The Powers That Be (msg # 202):

"Thanks for the help!" Larz exclaimed, as he was regaining his footing. "That was too close." The barbarian then poked his head back in the room hoping Ondrea was okay.

"Ondrea! You okay?" he called, looking down to see if he could see his friend..

In reply to Larzander Gunderzen (msg # 203):

"A rope would make the task of climbing back up easier, but for the most part I am in one piece."

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In reply to Ondrea Avalor (msg # 204):

"Yes, Ondrea! We do have some rope. Wait a moment."

Boris began rummaging around in his backpack.

"Stoney, if you watch our backs I have some rope. We can lift Ondrea out of there. I don't have pitons, we need to anchor it somehow or tie off on Larz."

He pulled out a tightly coiled silk rope. "Ah! Just the thing. Very light, and strong."

In reply to Boris Underhill (msg # 205):

"I got your back!  Just get her out of there!"

Hammer in hand, resting on his arm.  standing in the middle of the hallway, in a very menacing manner, Stoney stands guard.

With no mooring point nor bolts to drive into the stone, you are forced to use your own bodies as anchors as you lower the rope into the darkness...hopefully it is long enough.

In reply to The Powers That Be (msg # 207):

"I think there maybe something down here." She turns and steels herself for what every may be in the room with her. Holding her hammer she readies herself for any charge.

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In reply to The Powers That Be (msg # 207):

"We have fifty feet or line. I hope that is long enough!" said Boris as he dropped the carefully wrapped rope down. It was wrapped so that it would unspool as it dropped.

In reply to Ondrea Avalor (msg # 208):

Larz took the robe and tied it around his waist trusting that his mass would be enough of an anchor, then dropped the other end down to his friend.

"Quick, grab on to the rope, I'll haul you up!" Larzander called out to Ondrea.

"Boris, If I get pulled over the edge let me go. No sense in both of us being hurt." the barbarian warned.

In reply to Larzander Gunderzen (msg # 210):

Stoney is there too, and tries to grab onto any part of the big man's clothing, to help anchor him, too.

"Ok, I'll hold on to you, too.  We have the rope, explore, and if you need help, rush on up!
Or if it will help, we can push Boris down to help.  Ha Ha right Boris?"

The rope effortlessly works down the small tunnel and hits the floor next to Ondrea with a slight *THUD* that rattles several gold chalices nearby.

In reply to The Powers That Be (msg # 212):

Realising her best bet was retreat Ondrea grabs the rope and  yells "PULL ME UP, UP" She lopped the end of the rope around foot and held the two pieces together so she had an arm free for her weapon.

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In reply to Ondrea Avalor (msg # 213):

"Pull, quickly, get her out!"
Stoney tries to hurry up pulling of the rope.  "C'mon Larz put your back into it!"

In reply to The Powers That Be (msg # 212):

Boris pulled as well.

STR 11:

21:47, Today: Boris Underhill rolled 6 using 1d20.  Str check.
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In reply to Boris Underhill (msg # 215):

Larzander braced himself and pulled the rope with all his strength being careful not to injure his friend in the process.

09:31, Today: Larzander Gunderzen rolled 18 using 1d20.  Dex check =14.

09:30, Today: Larzander Gunderzen rolled 15 using 1d20+1.  strength check.

Bracing yourselves as best you can in the circular room, you begin heaving frantically on the rope.  The tension is almost immediate and you are forced to lean back just to create enough inertia to begin pulling Ondrea upwards.  Inch by inch, hand over hand, the rope slowly begins to emerge from the darkness.  Suddenly, a loud roar of clanking metal rises from the depths and the three of you are nearly pulled down as well as some unseen force has appeared somewhere below.

SOMETHING HAS GOT ME."

PM

In reply to Ondrea Avalor (msg # 218):

OOC: Awaiting reply to OOC questions before Larz acts.

Ondrea, if you could move to one side that might be good...
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In reply to Larzander Gunderzen (msg # 219):

"Someone get down there! We cant let a pretty woman in distress go without help!"

Grabbing his side, and wounds.

"I am in no shape to help her alone, but if I have to!"

Moving to the edge, and acting like he is going to go down, or seeing if there is a way down.

In reply to Stoney Applesmith (msg # 220):

The burly barbarian untied the rope from around his waist and handed it to Stoney. "Hang on to this, I'll be right back."

He then went to the edge of the hole and lowered/slid/jumped down inside to help Ondrea. "Coming down! Try to move to the side!"

10:18, Today: Larzander Gunderzen rolled 1 using 1d20.  Dex check =14.
OMG!! Look out below! 280lbs of dumbass coming down at terminal velocity...
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In reply to Larzander Gunderzen (msg # 221):

"Oh, crap!"

Stoney tried to brace himself against anything to hold up the giant man-beast.


missed strength check & missed dex check.
09:02, Today: Stoney Applesmith rolled 14 using 1d20.  strength check .
09:03, Today: Stoney Applesmith rolled 10 using 1d20.  dex.

In reply to Stoney Applesmith (msg # 222):

Boris gathered up the loose rope and looked for a place to tie off.

"I think the best we can do is find some place close to anchor this rope."

Stoney and Boris struggle to hold the weight of Ondrea as Larz starts to work his way down.  Unfortunately, the stone passageway was designed to both cause less friction and give no hand holds.  With that, Larz loses both his feet, slamming down hard onto the stone ramp and begins to roll, head over heels down into the darkness.  Gaining momentum as he rolls, he explodes into the chamber.  Clipping Ondrea as he falls, he crashes into the pile of treasure and the roar of banging metal reverberates in everyone's ears.


Larz: I'm assuming you didn't bring a lit torch or any sort of light source?

Boris:  Depending on what you do, I will need some more rolls...
  If you're just holding the rope and not trying to fight against it, I'll just need a DEX check.
  If you're actively resisting any weight or resistance the rope encounters, I'll need a STR check

PM

Try as he might, Stoney is unable to keep his grip upon the large warrior but manages to keep himself from falling down after him.  Lucky for him, Boris had gotten the rope attached to an anchor point before Larz slipped down.  Then you notice the tension on the rope has completely dissipated.

In reply to The Powers That Be (msg # 226):

"Oh no, they are at the bottom.  I am glad you had thought to tie it off!"
Tugging the rope a couple times, like fishing to see if anything grabs it.

"I really dont want to go down there, but staying up here isnt much better.  what do you say?"

In reply to Stoney Applesmith (msg # 227):

"It won't be good if we both go down. You're a healer and Ondrea may be hurt. You go down, I'll belay."

As he spoke he pulled up the rope and prepared to tie Stoney off.

In reply to Boris Underhill (msg # 228):

Taking a long drink.

"Er, um, ok. your logic does make sense, but you are also a healer. One who is more in tune with their God, the Christ as you call him.  I'll stay up, and you go down.  I feel I might have used all my favors for a little while."

In reply to Stoney Applesmith (msg # 229):

"Accepting the Lord Jesus Christ as your personal savior will heal your soul, not your body. It is only a priest or Templar who may do that."

Boris tied Stoney off, then without warning gave him a shove backwards into the pit.

"You'll manage. If not, say "hi" to Pelor for me!"

OOC: Ha ha! I can roll to-hit or make a DEX check, if you are really set on Stoney going down without a fight!

In reply to Boris Underhill (msg # 230):

Well then, without a struggle Stoney slides on down the "trap".

"Pull some slack, I am going really fast!"

In reply to Stoney Applesmith (msg # 231):

"That's the spirit!" Boris said as he belayed Stoney, slowing his descent into the oubliette.

Ondrea realised what was going on "STOP STOP, DON'T SEND ANYONE ELSE DOWN IT'S NOT SAFE."

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In reply to Ondrea Avalor (msg # 233):

"Too late!"
As he slides and tumbles down the chute.

"Boris has a plan, and I am brining the rope, to get everyone out!"

Stoney disappears from sight but not sound as he rolls, bounces, and swears during his decent.  An ominous *CRASH* of metal signals that he reached the bottom, whether in tack or not is unknown.

In reply to The Powers That Be (msg # 224):

OOC: I know at one point Larz had a torch light, but I thought he gave it to one of the smaller lads because he needs both hands for his sword.

OOC: Effing hell...

In reply to Larzander Gunderzen (msg # 237):

Larz placed his frame in between the thing and his friends with his sword drawn. "Any bright ideas? Or hack and slash until the things is dead?" he asked. Though his words seemed light-hearted, the tone in his voice said the barbarian was becoming increasingly more angered with their current situation..

OOC: Larz working himself into a rage beast.

In reply to The Powers That Be (msg # 235):

As Stoney went down, boris expertly belayed him, slowing his fall and making it more controllable.

Without warning, the slick, jet-black entity whipped several of its protuberances toward you.  As you quickly discover, it was a test strike, checking for weaknesses and is easily deflected by Larz swirling his sword around.  The next time it moves in, it may not be such a calculated move.

Ondrea whipped out her hammer in a downward swing towards one of the tentacles. She seems to hit home, but it is hard to tell if she has wounded the thing given its spongy nature.

Ondrea Avalor rolled 23 using 1d20+6.  Attack.
Ondrea Avalor rolled 20 using 1d10+10.  Damage.

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In reply to Ondrea Avalor (msg # 241):

If there is enough room, Stoney stabs at the ooze with the to of his hammer.  Clearly his small arms weren't long enough to connect with the "black ooze of decimation".


Hit AC 9...assume a miss.  Didn't roll damage

Stoney indeed misses his attack as the blob like creature retracts its pseudo-appendage as he swings.  Ondrea manages to connect with a sickening *SQUISH* but the strange creature appears unfazed (to be fair, it has no face of any kind so judging a reaction would be near impossible).  As she pulls her hammer back to striking position again she hears a strange hissing sound.  Glancing over, her eyes go wide as the section of hammer that connected with the beast was bubbling and foaming; small bits of metal could be seen falling from the face of her now deeply pockmarked weapon.

Trying to connect with her weapon again Ondrea seems to miss the first and potentially the second, it is hard to know with this beast. She was ready to drop her hammer once it became unusable and to draw her sword from it's scabbard.

Ondrea Avalor rolled 9 using 1d20+6.  Attack 2.
Ondrea Avalor rolled 14 using 1d20+6.  Attack 1.

Ondrea Avalor rolled 20 using 1d10+10.  Damage.

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In reply to Ondrea Avalor (msg # 244):

Stoney unphased by Ondrea's dripping hammer, again tries to poke at the black death with the end of his hammer. Once again his arms are shorter than he anticipates.

"Maybe I need to take a drink before trying again."  He mumbles under his breath.

Rolled even worse this round.  Hit AC 14..does that hit?? Did it?  Did it?

As Ondrea and Stoney attempt to hold the creature off, Larz focuses his attention on the tunnel they entered through, hoping for signs of a handhold of any fashion.

Both Ondrea and Stoney connect (AC 6 so Ondrea only hit with her first attack) with enough force that the creature seems to splatter, leaving two small puddles and the original larger one.  As they pull back, both of their hammers are foaming and hissing, more chunks of metal falling off and leaving the hammers' service marred deeply.  That's when you notice the treasure horde is suffering a similar fate as cups, helmets and coins begin to melt and ooze together in small, golden pools.

In reply to The Powers That Be (msg # 246):

Ondrea will try and grab what she can now the threat seems to be gone. If she sees any weapons she will make a grab for those or just handfuls of coins or gems.

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In reply to Ondrea Avalor (msg # 247):

Shouting up to those above them.
"It appears the black thing is not alive anymore.  "Define alive."   Stoney says to himself.

Stabbing it a few mor times with the flat top part of his hammer.  "Just for good measure, I want to make sure this thing is done.  After all my hammer is nearly finished.  One more good swing and the head could fly off the handle."

Once assured the thing is dead, Stoney carefully looks around for a new weapon, or something to remember this battle.
"I have heard rumors of acids, or gel's being sentient, but never have I seen one in person, nor do I hope to again!"  Taking a moment to breather, and take a long drink.

"Now lets find a way back up, or through the black ooze of death.  You coming down?"

OOC: Sorry for the long delay guys.  So I believe Boris is still gone until tomorrow.  Do we have Larz back yet or am I still NPCing him?

In reply to The Powers That Be (msg # 249):

Keeping an eye on the surface corridor at the mouth of the hole in the floor, Boris called down, "is everyone hale and safe? Do you have the rope?"

As Stoney and Ondrea attempt to locate some sort of foot or hand hold to begin climbing, Larz draws their attention as he begins to shout...

"Somebody figure out something soon...the damn thing isn't dead!"

Turning around, you see the three separate "puddles" are all beginning to move and form into three different black blobs.

In reply to The Powers That Be (msg # 251):

With a quick jerk of his head, Stoney sees the ooze, and grabs the rope. double checking that everyone down here can make it out on their own.  confident they can, he starts up.
"Lets go!  Boris hold on tight!  Then he starts up the rope, as fast as he can."

If you needed any rolls to climb up the rope.
12 & 49%  (Dex is 12)

12:37, Today: Stoney Applesmith rolled 49 using 1d100.  climb up rope .
12:37, Today: Stoney Applesmith rolled 12 using 1d20.  climb up rope.

Ondrea covered the others as they began to climb, she watched the puddles forming and the tried to use a torch to burn them while she waited for her go on the rope.

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In reply to Stoney Applesmith (msg # 252):

"Come on up!" Boris additionally braced the rope, knowing that there would be additional weight. The silk rope could take 700 pounds of weight, he didn't think Stoney and the others would be too much for it. He hoped.

Stoney, given his height and weight, moves rather quickly up the rope, allowing Larz to follow rapidly.  As Ondrea turns to take her place, one of the smaller puddles lashes out at her, wrapping itself firmly around her left boot.  Almost immediately the smell of burning material assailed her nostrils as the boot itself begins to dissolve and slide off in pieces.

Ondrea moves a way from the puddles as fast as she can and once everyone else was on their way or at the top of the rope she starts up as well. Once at the top she looks at the others "Where to now ?"

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In reply to Ondrea Avalor (msg # 256):

"I guess we go back the way we came.

"What was that accursed creature? What happened to all the gold?"

In reply to Boris Underhill (msg # 257):

Making sure everyone is up and alright, then at his hammer.

"Well, I think we need to find new weapons  I have only heard rumors of such creatures lurking deep in caverns, and dank areas.  I guess this qualifies as one of those places."

Taking along sip of wine.
"Anyone else need a quick sprucing up?"

Ondreas' leg has seen better days as it looks as if she has several burns from where the creature had latched onto her.

In reply to Stoney Applesmith (msg # 258):

"Ah if you would not mind Stoney. I think the creature ate or at least destroyed the gold and treasure..."


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In reply to Ondrea Avalor (msg # 260):

"Let me see that leg."
Putting his wine skin away.
"You dont think the creature can slide it's way up here, do you?"

Carefully inspecting the wound.
"Yep, look sbad, and could get worse.  Let me see if any of the gods will answer my prayers."

"Gods I am a servant of Thee, please hear my plea.  Help heal her leg."
He gently has placed his hands on Ondrea's leg.

4
If the gods feel Stoney is worthy to heal Ondrea...
14:55, Today: Stoney Applesmith rolled 4 using 1d8.  heal ondrea .

In reply to Stoney Applesmith (msg # 261):

Boris nodded in sympathy, crossing himself.

"I could tell there was something wrong and accursed with all that treasure.

"Anyone who might have picked some up and put it in your purse with the rest of your coins, I suggest you carefully have a look inside. Carefully."

OOC: How are you three holding up?  I fear we may have lost Larz as he has not been on since the beginning of last month.  I may have to NPC him along for awhile longer.

In reply to The Powers That Be (msg # 263):

:(   Thats the nature of PbP games. I hope he is alright.  I bet something awesome happened, like he won the lottery, or had a baby, or something great.  Thats why he hasn't posed!

lol it is the nature of this beast unfortunately.

Yep won the lottery, currently jet skiing in the Bahamas.

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In reply to The Powers That Be (msg # 263):

I'm doing all right! I'm dealing with a lot less free time because of my kid, and I volunteer with an RPG company (Timeline) so that has sucked up a lot of my free time. Thanks for asking,

Tony

Well at least you're all still alive

In reply to The Powers That Be (msg # 268):

OOC:

We are!

Boris said, "to sum it up, we have searched this underground temple complex fairly completely.

"Overall, we were asked to track down the Saracens who attacked the town. We followed their back trail and made a random choice when the path split. We followed that for a couple days, then found this temple, but no more Saracens.

"Possibly we took the wrong path, or at least not the path to their camp. Instead, we found this temple, which I believe might be a shrine to their foul God, "Allah", and may God have mercy on all those who worship that perverted deity!

"There was also some Fairy village we found a little ways off in the forest, overgrown yet with belongings strangely untouched.

"So, do we continue onwards? Or return? I believe there is little more we can learn here, unless there are doors and passages we have yet to traverse."

In reply to Boris Underhill (msg # 269):

"I am at a loss where to go next.  Possibly some time meditating and praying is in order.  But not here, I want to make sure we aren't anywhere near that black ooze."
Pulling up his hammer.
"Look at what it did to solid metal!"
His hammer has some of the head eaten away.

Lets return to the village and regroup perhaps they have more information or if there is another attack we can try to find a prisoner. Either way we should leave before the ooze thing climbs up those walls."


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In reply to Ondrea Avalor (msg # 271):

"Yes, we should depart here. Once we get back to the port we may know more!"

He started backtracking to the altar room.

"We did track one set of footprints coming this way. Do you suppose the black ooze got him?"

OOC: Just so I'm clear, you're heading back further into the temple?  Towards the empty village?

In reply to The Powers That Be (msg # 273):

"Have we explored all the passages in this accursed temple?"

In reply to Boris Underhill (msg # 274):

Once it became obvious that they had explored everywhere they could, Boris conceded they'd done all they could.

"By all means, let's return to the town where we started. Let us forget the empty town we found in the forest and simply return to Captain Rasmir in... you know, I can't recall what that place is called. Nonetheless, let's depart.

"Back south through the accursed swamp! Unless we wish to strike west towards the coastal road, then follow that?:

In reply to Boris Underhill (msg # 275):

Slinging her backpack over her arm Ondrea said "Agreed, lets get going and hopefully we will be back before night fall." She did not believe the last statement but she was sure she wanted to leave this place.

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In reply to Ondrea Avalor (msg # 276):

"If we go west to the road and then south it will be much longer than the directly south through the swamp. But there is less danger, methinks."

In reply to Boris Underhill (msg # 277):

Shaking a now empty wineskin.

"Ok, lets take the route which gets us to town the quickest.  This place is boring me!"


Rummaging through his pack, before slinging it.

"Ahh, I knew you were in there!"

Popping the top off his newly found wineskin.
"Refreshing!"
As he drinks some.

OOC: So the plan is to return to Strange Port then?  Are you heading back the way you came originally or trying another route, as I see some discussion on the matter?

In reply to Stoney Applesmith (msg # 278):

"I think west to the road is quicker than south through the swamp. Once we get to the road we can take that to Strange Port. Trust me, I know a thing or two about travel."

Boris shouldered his backpack and commenced walking west towards the coastal road.

Oncrea says "I won't miss the swamp, lead on my diminutive friend."

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OOC: I'll have you guys move over to the new thread then...Into the Dying Sun