The storehouse is a place you all know, over the years you have all been here to take on the heroic rat slaying quest. The rat infestation have never been this bad though and it is with a sense of forebodeing you enter the storehouse and descend into the cellar. There are no rats here and at a first glance everything is as usual: crates and barrels holding the keep's stores. Then you see it, or rather first you feel it, a light draft and then, behind a large crate that has been moved: A 3-foot high hole in the wall leading to some dark, dank, foul-smelling place beyond.

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As soon as you state your actions I'm going to start mark off turns in the table, take a look in the Time-keeping post for more details. Let's see how it goes!

Clay puts his finger to his lips to signal quiet and then moves to the hole so he can have a good listen (and smell) to whatever's down there.

Max followed as quietly as he could. Just wearing leather, he wasn't too bad. Sword in hand and shield ready on his left arm, he stayed back a bit just in case. He was a front line fighter here, he was fairly skilled as well. He was ready. This was not going to be much fun though. He had his pants tucked into his boots and covered with his armor.

Niall followed behind for the moment, opting to stand still while Clay listened. His metal armor was likely quite loud, and he didn't want to hinder anyone at the moment. He stood, shield out, sword ready.

Moving down into the cellar near the rear of the group, Malus had a burning torch clutched in his left hand, while he had a dagger ready in his right. His staff was currently stowed across his back. He cast his gaze about the room, watching for anything else out of place or any danger while Clay examined the dark hole leading into unknown places.

12:57, Today: Clay the Curious rolled 2 using 1d6 with rolls of 2.  Hear noise (target 1-2).

The silence is deafening at first, then you can hear the faint trickle of moving water. Then you also hear the faint squeaks and moving of small feet. Larger than an ordinary rat, you're sure, and more than one. The smell emanating from the hole is horrible, decomposing feces and damp stone.

"Wall them out, re-seal the hole?" Max whispers to the others.

Malus replied in a whisper, “The damage to the wall looks man-made, perhaps some rogue was seeking to rob the inn? I think perhaps we should alert our employer of that fact. See if he wishes us to investigate further or to summon the guard. This is no simple rodent infestation.”

"Or the Library" Max interjected in reply. "You want to summon Reevor?"

^{I can hear them now, telling us to get in there} he whispered. He didn't think fire was a good idea, at least not until they got a better look at just what might actually burn.

"All I can hear down there is rats and running water." said Clay.  "It smells of decaying sewage so if Malus' rogue (who was not me by the way) wanted to get in, he came via the sewers.  I think they'd know.  They'd smell him.  Shall we get down there? Maybe Reevor will throw in a free bath when we finish."

The passageway is about 5 feet long and about level with the cellar floor but a little uneven from chiseled stone and mortar. It and debouches into what looks like a corridor on the other side. You can see a faint shimmer of water and a walking platform on the other side.

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I'l just put this here in the IC thread.

 Pondering the situation and her companion's words, a look crosses Enigma's face.  "Hey..." She drums her fingers along her staff.  "If you're worried about gases and our torch, I could cause my staff to shed light instead.  What do you say?  It'll last..." She sniffs, grumbling at the smells.  "Oh.  I've timed it to an hour."

Clay grinned his lopsided, urchin grin and said, "Awesome, then we'd better get a move on.  Who's going first?"

I can't see well in the dark, but I'll go first the paladin said. It was what you did when you were a holy knight.

"I'll go second to cover him." Max replies right after.

Clay nodded."I'll go third if we're forced into single file, otherwise I'll go off to the side in the hope of surprising anything waiting to ambush us."

Malus stared into the dark and grimy hole from near the back of the group of friends. Even from here the smell was pungent and he wrinkled his nose. He looked down at his attire, slightly shook his head, then turned his gaze back to the hole. “Very well,” he said with a sigh, “I’ll follow along behind Clay.”

 Whispering a few magical words and holding her hand over the tip of her staff, which sports large beads of colored glass, Enigma invokes magical energies. "Necerta kaj belaj aferoj, mi preparas kun ĉi tiu sorĉo..."  In response, the staff sheds light.  Looking at her handiwork and smiling, she plants the butt on the ground.  "I'll stand in the middle, so that we've all got equal visibility."

Clay shuffles back to make room for enigma in front f him.

You crawl through the small passageway, having to stoop or go on your hands and knees. The opening looks like it's been done recently and it debouches into -you realize- a sewer. Someone have gathered a gangway of rough planks so you can make your way out onto the stone walkway without having to step into the foul sewer water.

To the east is a 5' wide canal of murky sewage, as far as you can see in the light from Enigma's staff.

The walkway continues south beside the canal and you can see another passage 15' feet to the south. The stone upon which you stand is dark and very slippery with years of built up slime.

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Anyone that walks along the walkway will slip and fall into the murky water on a 1-in-6 every turn.

Feel free to ask questions if you need anything clarified.

Clay looks down and sighs.  "Does anybody have any ideas about getting rid of several decades' build up of slime?"

For his own part, he starts looking at the walls and wondering if there's any way he can climb the walls and move above the slimy thoroughfare.  If there is, he can provide a rpe as something to hold onto and help people with the not falling in business.

"Reevor said get the rats out of the cellars, right? They aren't in the cellars. I say we rebuild the stone wall to seal them out and that part of the job is done. Then report that someone intentionally opened the cellars to the sewers. A Thieves' Guild maybe?" Max intones, not caring for taking a bath in the sewage.

 "Hmm... Maybe we could use spikes and ropes to get past the slime?" Enigma looks at her staff, and then wrinkles her nose.  "This IS one situation where, maybe, a torch would come in handy...  Yeah, there definitely needs to be a work order put in to get the wall sealed back up.  Perhaps warding spells, as well?  Traps for the ones that get past the wards?"

There is nothing to hold on to, although if you move slowly (30') you don't have to roll to slip.

"Want me to lead the way? Maybe we'll find the miscreant that chiseled out the wall. Arrest them or kill them."

Clay smiles.  I'll move up to second place for this bit folks."

Max carefully and slowly walks up the slippery walkway, the smell was terrible! He'd have to bathe in lilac water to get the stench out of his nose! He held his sword at the ready and looked for anything out of place.

Clay followed behind with equal care and deliberation. Keeping his eyes and ears open as he did so.

Still near the hole leading back to the cellar, the magic-user cast a wistful glance back at the recess as if reconsidering his current circumstances. Though, if he chose to go back up to the bar, his friends would never let him hear the end of it. With slight shake of his head, he carefully picked his way along the walkway, following as the coterie moved along the noxious, burbling brook.

Niall will likely take up the rear, being as he will move extremely slow to avoid falling down, and to keep an eye and steady sword watching their back.

Marching order (front to back): Max, Clay, Enigma, Malus, Niall



As you slowly make your way down the slippery walkway, Enigmas staff suddenly go dark and what light remains come from Malus' flickering torch... you think. As Max reach the corridor to the east he can se a faint flickering light disappear right around another turn further down the corridor (not the side passage, really further down from what you can see by the map). He doesn't have time to reflect upon it though as suddenly he sees the glimmer of small eyes and a pack of four giant rats rushes towards you from 20 feet away.

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Max, roll for surprise - on a 1 or 2 you're surprised and no one can act in the first round. The rats aren't surprised. Next, everyone declare if you're casting spells or moves. Otherwise, someone may roll for initiative. I rolled a 1, if it's equal roll again, otherwise you win.

Since your torch is in the back it's too dark to see anything in the side passage the rats are coming from but you can see fine on the walkway beside the canal.
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17:18, Today: Maximillian Yragerne rolled 2 using 1d6 with rolls of 2.  surprise. – 2 - SURPRISE!

17:20, Today: Maximillian Yragerne rolled 3 using 1d6 with rolls of 3.  initiative. – 3

Two of the rats jumps hungrily for Max's flesh and one of them hits (1 damage. Roll a d20, on a 1 there's a chance you'll contract a disease). The other two rats scurry around the corner past Max's legs and try to bite Clay but they both miss.

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Since you're surprised the rats got a free round.

Moving on to rond 2. Declare Spells or Movement first, then we'll use the initiative already rolled which you won.

18:00, Today: Maximillian Yragerne rolled 9 using 1d20 with rolls of 9.  save vs. disease. – 9 - SAVED!

Staying put, attacking.

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[Private to GM: 18:03, Today: Maximillian Yragerne rolled 8 using 1d8+2 with rolls of 6.  damage. – 8

18:03, Today: Maximillian Yragerne rolled 16 using 1d20+2 with rolls of 14.  to hit. – 16]
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Clay is attacking the rat that is the further of the two from those behind.

Niall, hearing the commotion, will start to move towards the front where his sword can be put to good use.

As Niall moved past Malus, the magic-user moved as close to the wall as he could to give him easier egress. He then turned to look back the way they’d come to keep a watch in case anything, or anyone, tried to approach from their rear.

Max cleaves one of the fat rats and it's blood sprays on the dank wall.

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Clay and Niall, go ahead and make your attack rolls. To facilitate speed, the rats have an AC of 7 (With a THAC0 of 19 you hit them on a roll of 12 or higher) and 2hp. If you kill them go ahead and describe how.

Enigma, are you doing anything?

Clay stabs the rat with his dagger, skewering it and then flicking its still twitching corpse into the filthy water.

21:16, Today: Clay the Curious rolled 14 using 1d20 with rolls of 14.  Attack the rat (THAC0 18 - target AC 7 and he hits AC4)
21:17, Today: Clay the Curious rolled 2 using 1d4 with rolls of 2.  Damage roll. – 2

Niall stepped up, and the force of his sword cut the creature clean in half, it's two halves still twitching due to the suddenness of the strike.

OOC: 16:24, Today: Niall Mallory rolled 8 using 1d8+2 with rolls of 6.  Damage.

16:24, Today: Niall Mallory rolled 22 using 1d20+2 with rolls of 20.  Attack roll.

 Enigma closes any distance that she can and thrusts at a rat...

03:56, Today: Enigma rolled 8,2 using 1d20-1,1d4 ((9,2)).

Attacking a rat -- if possible.

Enigma waves her staff ineffectively but Niall and Clay kills a rat each. The remaining rat before Max is frenzied and doesn't notice it's now alone. It jumps up at Max, biting hard into his leg (2 damage and roll 1d20 to see if there's a chance to contract disease).

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To facilitate speed I think we'll dispense with declarations for movement and spells. Go ahead and act, round 3! One more person can stand on the walkway beside Max and another one in the water.

Max smacks the rat away, and slices it clean in half!

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06:53, Today: Maximillian Yragerne rolled 10 using 1d8+2 with rolls of 8.  damage. – 10

06:53, Today: Maximillian Yragerne rolled 19 using 1d20+2 with rolls of 17.  to hit. – 19

06:52, Today: Maximillian Yragerne rolled 4 using 1d20 with rolls of 4.  save vs. disease. – 4 - SAVE

The silence after the short battle is soon broken by the quiet gurgle from the canal and your short breathing. To the south the walkway ends in a wall and water disappears into the mouth of an underground tunnel. In the tunnel to the east you can see it continue as far as you can see by the flickering torchlight and 20' ahead there's also an opening to the south. Max remembers that for the briefest of moments he saw another flickering light disappearing by the far end of the eastern tunnel, but it is now dark an silent.

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First combat done! That'll net you a total of 20 experience points to divide between the five of you. You can keep track of your own points if you wish but I'm going to keep track of experience in the journal thread as well.

"I got bit a few times, not feeling real well now." Max tells his friends.

Malus stepped forward, pulling out his waterskin and ran some of the clean water over the wound to flush it out. He had read a treatise on infection written by a scholar from Waterdeep in the library. “You need to head back, Max? Everyone, what do you think? We could see to the wound, perhaps hire some additional help. This seems like it goes beyond the small remittance for killing a few rats- though we have done that we could truthfully say. Rats dead, cellar clear. If further investigation is required, that’d be a separate contract, no?”

It should be, yes, we don't know what risks this other matter entails, and we should get a separate contract to account for that he said. It's the right thing to do. We also need to find a priest to join us.

Another turn passes as you huddle around Max by the tunnel entrance to the east to talk about how to move forward. When you turn around looking at the passage you came through from the cellar you notice a faint flickering light from the watery tunnel to the east.

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I'll put the timekeeping table here at the bottom instead.

 "Shhh, someone is coming, it might be our culprit!" Max warns the others.

 Enigma grumbles at the noise.  "Well, if they'd wait, I can see to that bite..." She instead grips her staff in her hands and looks ahead intently.

Somewhat startled, Malus looked that way to see the light from where he was cleaning Max’s wound. Fretting visibly, he made his way along the wall back the way they had come to take up position near the back of the group, withdrawing his dagger again.

Clay draws his dagger and presses himself against the wall I  the hope in hiding for ambush.

Niall, being clumsy, opts to stand still against the wall, sword at the ready.

A shape carrying a torch rounds the corner and steps up from the shallow water on to the walkway. It is a dirty, lanky man with a scraggly beard and obviously horrible hygiene. He calls back to someone. "Well well Shank, you were right. They're mostly all here, ripe for the plucking. Looks like it's only the cleric and the elf missing." He turns towards you, blocking the plank bridge to the passageway where you came from. "Now, if you don't mind, stand still cause I've a blade with your name on it." He walks towards you, short sword raised and another figure, apparantly Shank, shorter but equally dirty rounds the corner after him, carrying a short sword.

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Roll for initiative, they weren't surprised. I rolled a 2. If you beat that go ahead and act. They have an AC of 6, meaning a hit on 13 or higher with THAC0 19.

"Ahh, so these are the moronic scumbags that breached the wall and are stealing from the store room. Plus they think they outnumber us! Are they daft? I think you should drop your weapons and beg for mercy!" Max tell them. He raises his shield and levels his blade! "Surrender or come and die!"

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16:27, Today: Maximillian Yragerne rolled 4 using 1d6 with rolls of 4.  initiative. – 4
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Malus moves to keep the armored form of Niall between him and the thugs, and as he does so he begins to speak low in the language of Auld Wyrmish. The words form the basis for an incantation, drawn from the teachings of the ancient Fae. As he finishes, arcane energy suffuses the air around the two criminals, creating a somnolent effect.

Casting Sleep on the two criminals
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 Enigma gasps audibly, her cool all but vanishing.  After taking very quick and decisive stock of the situation, the Magess invokes a word of power at the two buffoons.

Invoking fear (Carcass Crawler Issue #1, pages 18-19) on hostile men.
 Not sure if Game Master, or Player, is asked to roll for success in this case, as Mage abilities function like Thief Skills.

What's your target? One of the men or the more general 2d8 HD option? Range is 240' so you'll target pretty much everyone in the sewer with the second option.


Your chance of success is 20% on a d100 if I read the table correct so go ahead and roll.

What do the rest of you do?

Max is going to wait for them to fall asleep.

Clay is going to be as still and quiet as he can, waiting to attack until an opportunity presents itself.

Niall will wait to attack depending on the outcome of the incantation that is being cast at the men that are threatening them.

In reply to GM (msg # 60):

I thought I could choose those I was trying to affect, as the spell is specifically targeted, rather than being like Fireball where it just explodes in a sphere and is friendly fire.

Sleep:

“The spell may target either:
 1. A single creature with 4+1 Hit Dice (see Hit point modifiers in the Ad-vanced Fantasy Referee's Tome).
2. A total of 2d8 Hit Dice of creatures of 4 HD or lower each.”

Fireball

“Flame streaks towards a point within range and detonates in a 20' radius sphere. 
  Damage: Creatures caught in the fire ball suffer 1d6 damage per level of the caster, with a successful save versus spells indicating half damage.”

I was trying to just target the two men, if Sleep works differently in OSE, I’ll just hold off on it.
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I thought friendlies weren't in the 'sphere', but there isn't one. ??????

It's one target or every creature within range, affecting up to 2d8HD, starting with the weakest. No distinction between friend or foe.
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Yup, it doesn't say otherwise, you're right. She can always wake us up though! ;-) I think!

Alrighty then, I’ll just throw a dagger at the guy closest

17:02, Today: Enigma rolled 69 using 1d100 ((69)).

Going back and forth to figure out who does what OOC is of course fine but if you actually wait IC you're going to loose your action.

Enigmas spell fizzles unfortunately so that's her round and it doesn't look like there'll be a sleep spell coming.

The two men stand roughly side by side between you and the passage to the cellar, 5' or so from waterway leading east. No one have closed to melee yet but they're about to.

What do you do?

"Damn rats gnawed on me good, you guys think you can take care of the light work?" He asks his friends. "If they turn out to be a real problem, I'll still jump in." He tells his mates as he raises his sword and shield.

Clay stands behind Maximilian and readies his dagger. He won't attack until his target is already in melee.

11:12, Today: Malus Aerden rolled 8 using 1d20 with rolls of 8.  Dagger Throw. That’s a miss I’m pretty sure.

Malus' dagger flies wide, clatters against the wall and disappears in the fetid water with a splash. The shorter man smiles wickedly.

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Niall, what do you want to do? Looks like both Max and Clay waits for you.

Niall will attack one of the men threatening them, slashing with his blade.

OOC: 08:32, Today: Niall Mallory rolled 7 using 1d8+2 with rolls of 5.

08:31, Today: Niall Mallory rolled 19 using 1d20+2 with rolls of 17.  attack

Clay smiles as Niall strikes one of the men. He instantly begins moving as silently as he can with the intention of flanking that man and stabbing him unexpectedly.

Niall opens the throat of the lanky man and he crumples to the floor, blood gushing into the sewer canal.

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It says in the rules that the GM should roll for Move Silently but in this case I think you should do it Clay. It says 20% for a 1st level thief. If you succeed, go ahead and roll attack with the +4 against the squat man (Shank), otherwise you attack normally.

OOC - target 1+20 but Clay rolled 70
Clay was not as quiet as he thought he was and the target looked towards him as Clay thrust at him with his dagger.

17:03, Today: Clay the Curious rolled 7 using 1d20 with rolls of 7.  Attack with dagger target is 18
17:10, Today: Clay the Curious rolled 1 using 1d4 with rolls of 1.  Damage
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"Goodbye Shank, time to die!" He closes and runs his sword straight through the man's heart!

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07:59, Today: Maximillian Yragerne rolled 10 using 1d8+2 with rolls of 8.  damage. – 10

07:58, Today: Maximillian Yragerne rolled 20 using 1d20+2 with rolls of 18.  to hit. – 20

The squat fellow avoids Clays dagger and thrusts with his short sword but slips in the muck, swears and misses the agile thief. Max comes up beside Clay and runs him through.

Then two things happen. The first thing is that Xalten crawls out from the passage to the cellar only to see his friends beset by the assassin. The other thing is that another man -dressed in robes- steps out from behind the corner to the waterway, raises his hands, mumbles a few arcane words and a magic missile shoots out from his hands to strike Niall straight in the chest (6 damage)! The figure then start to turn, seemingly to run away.

Xalten, just having cleared the passageway sees the back of this robed assassin a few yards ahead. The figure doesn't seem to have noticed you.

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Nice! Two assassins down but one to go.

Someone roll for initiative. I rolled a 1. If you roll a 1 we'll go again, otherwise you're first and can go ahead and act.

08:53, Today: Maximillian Yragerne rolled 6 using 1d6 with rolls of 6.  initiative. – 6

Timing was everything. Why Xalten had chosen this moment to appear from the cellar, he could not say. What he had been doing down there, he would not say. What he had planned now, was anyone's guess. But some robed wizard has just emerged from shadows to shoot a magic missile at his friends, and that would simply not do. The elf stepped forward quietly, sword in hand, and sought to stab the figure in the back - but the figure moved at the last instant! Did he get him?

13:27, Today: Xalten rolled 10 using 1d20+2 with rolls of 8.  attack roll, sword.
13:28, Today: Xalten rolled 3 using 1d8+2 with rolls of 1.  dmg.

OOC: First in-game post, two terrible rolls!

Clay moves slowly, waiting until the robed fella turns to face Xalten, he plans to stab the geezer in the back if possible, or to attack him as late as possible (just before the wizard acts) to ensure one og them gets another go next round.

Xalten creeps up on the robed assassin and stabs it in the back and it crumples into a heap on the walkway, dead. All you can hear is the trickle of water.

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Combat over! That's actually a hit, the mage had terrible AC (10, so you'd hit on a 9 or more) and low HP.

That's another 10 experience for each of the assassins for a whopping total of 30 experience points to divide among you. I'll start tallying it all in the journal thread in time.

Glad that was over, Niall invoked the power of Torm, and healed a little of the damage that had been inflicted upon him.

OOC: Lay on hands to heal 2hp.

"Well met! I apologise for not arriving a little sooner, to stop that fellow from casting his spell, but the Lady of Fates decreed otherwise."

Xalten wiped his blade on the fallen wizard, sheathed it, then quickly searched the fallen figure for anything of note.

Pulling back the hood of the assassin reveals a surprisingly young face. A quick search produces a dagger, 6 gold pieces and a wooden wand with a crude goat head carved at the base.

Max searches the other 2 bodies.

Max find 2 short swords, 2 daggers and a total of 5 gold pieces and they both wear filthy leather armor.

The taller of the men also carry a letter written in common with a surprisingly eloquent script:

BOUNTY NOTICE

Be it known to all those of evil intent, that a bounty has been placed upon the heads of Benedict, Clay, Enigma, Malus, Maximillian, Niall and Xalten, the foster children of Gorion.

Residing in Candlekeep, these persons are to be killed in quick order.

Those returning with proof of the deed shall receive no less than 200 coins of gold per head.

As always, any that reveal these plans to the forces of law shall join the targets in their fates.

Another turn passes as you search the bodies. Malus' torch begins to flicker.

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"Let's take the bodies out as well, time to go I think, what do you all think?" Max asks his compatriots.

Clay grins a grin that wouldn't look out of place on a shark.  "We are already on the list.  I suggest we go and hand this over to the forces of law, whoever they are."

"A price on our heads is one thing, but...200 gold? Even at a minimum, is that all we are worth?"

It was perhaps slightly disconcerting to learn, but Xalten was making a good fist of smiling about it. He took the items of note from the dead wizard and nodded at Max's suggestion.

"Time to leave indeed. We could always drag the bodies into the cellar, better than lugging dead men long distances."

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"Who, and why, would someone want us dead? We've never hurt anyone, until now. What in the name of the gods is going on?" Max asks the others. "We need to show this to our masters and find out what is up!"

Clay shrugs. "Maybe  our esteemed Foster father will know."

Max drags the first body through the hole in the wall, very tiring and hard work. After he gets it through, he sits down against the wall to rest and catch his breath. When the others get through with the other two bodies, he says, "This isn't good, someone wants us dead for some reason. We aren't safe here anymore! I don't like this at all!"

The Church of Torm is a lawful, just organization that works with law enforcement. We could take the information to my order, at the very least they could potentially try to figure out what or who is behind it he said, shrugging.

Max nods his head in reply, "Yes, we can definitely do that too!"

Candlekeep is a small place, the only temple here is dedicated to Oghma. The nearest shrine to Torm is in Baldurs Gate.

"Well, let us try the priests of Oghma here at Candlekeep first - unless there is someone else in authority we trust with this information?"

The information obviously needed passed along, but to whom Xalten wondered?

Clay frowned and said, "Wait a minute.  Suppose we retrace the assassins steps.  Perhaps then we can solve the problem without anybody ever knowing that we knew."

I'm all for retracing the steps, but I think we need some healing before we do that. We should see if we can find a priest to join us he said. That wizard hit me pretty good with his magic.

"I'm with Niall, after we report this to Gorion and get healed, then we come back and try to retrace these assassins. He got hit by magic, and I was gnawed on by rats!" he added to the conversation. Then he rises, ready to report to their foster father.

Malus' torch flickers one last time and dies. You find yourself in utter darkness.

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So what do you do? You want to go find Gorion? If you make your way up I'll handwaive lighting another torch, resting for a turn and all that.

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"Let's inform Gorion and then Reevor and collect our money. Then we'll follow the back trail of our 3 assassins. Who's coming, who is staying here in the dark?" Max asks his friends.

"I'm with you, lets find Gorion and Reevor."

Xalten was also intrigued, and not a little concerned, with the wand carved with goat head.

 "You don't have to tell me twice..." Enigma grimaces.  "Well, I've got a couple of ideas... We could talk to Tethtoril, or perhaps the Gatewarden?  The Priests of Oghma might be able to run a divination for us...?" Enigma shrugs, aiding her fellows as best she can.

Clay nodded and joined the Exodus home to the surface.

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