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The Dark Tower - Level The Second.

Posted by SkaldFor group 0
Wrukaog_
player, 83 posts
Thu 29 Apr 2021
at 14:17
  • msg #817

The Dark Tower - Level The Second

Wrukaog, still as big as a giant, strides down the length of the chamber to get a closer look at what is happening. He stops near Aurion then bursts out laughing.

"Ha! Stupid puking elf!" he chortles.

He turns to Moram and grins.

"Do it again!" he urges him.

Then he calls to Vastavaar, "Hey gnoll-boy, come out and look at this! You gotta see this elf puking his guts up. It's carking hilarious!"
This message was last edited by the player at 14:23, Thu 29 Apr 2021.
Gratchscartch
player, 3 posts
Thu 29 Apr 2021
at 14:49
  • msg #818

The Dark Tower - Level The Second

In reply to Wrukaog_ (msg # 817):

Upon mention of being rescued from the Caravan Gratchscartch's voice carries through the mist, hostility for the moment held at bay.

"Prove not lie.  show still frrriend"



"Is Grrratchcarrrtch safe?"



Whilst unable to see past the mist the Gnoll's hearing works perfectly, and the sound of vomiting is as music to his ears.  Drool starts to accumulate along his jowls with anticipation of a quick meal.  And also, what of that tempting smell from the other room.


The astute would note not a single utterance of the word 'Filth'
This message was last edited by the player at 14:50, Thu 29 Apr 2021.
Aurion Moonbeak_
player, 166 posts
Sat 1 May 2021
at 00:48
  • msg #819

The Dark Tower - Level The Second

"Yes, you're safe." Aurion grimaces as he straightens and steps back from Moran and the sad remains of breakfast. He gives Wrukaog a droll glare, mock-offended but acknowledging a valid point well made.

He waves a tattooed arm at Tesseryn, a gesture to signify the warrior can stand down. With a sigh he explains what would be obvious to veteran venturers from the World Serpent Inn, but perhaps not so for a first-timer like Tesseryn. "It is one of the rules that the gods impose on us, that we cannot attack our allies or any innocents. Which proves that the gods, at least, believe  Vaatavaar, or Gratchscartch, or whatever his name is, is on our side."

He leans against the nearby black pillar as he takes a swig from his wineskin to wash the taste from his mouth and wait for the mist to clear.
This message was last edited by the player at 01:13, Sat 01 May 2021.
Tesseryn Brightsoul
player, 376 posts
Fallen Paladin
Broken Arm of Dauros
Sun 2 May 2021
at 10:16
  • msg #820

The Dark Tower - Level The Second

Understanding dawns in Tesseryn's golden eyes.  He glances toward Valhalla with an apologetic bow of his head, then puts away his sword and calls out towards the mist.  "Come out Vastavaar.  You will not be harmed."
Haltashaar
Sun 2 May 2021
at 12:58
  • msg #821

The Dark Tower - Level The Second

"We didn't have any armour big enough to fit him," the warrior admits. "It is more in the way of ceremonial garb and bestowed as a gift to honour him.  He is not expected to wear it."
Valshalla
Sun 2 May 2021
at 13:06
  • msg #822

The Dark Tower - Level The Second

The priestess's lips curl in distaste as Aurion is overcome with divine inspiration, but bodily pulls Moram away before he can respond, frowning at Brindle's suggestion and Wrukaog's humor, asking the Halfling as she eyes the shoes of the Infidel Bane, "Might I beg some water ?"

"Yes Gratchscartch, you are safe," she assures the Gnoll, echoing Aurion, his words of and those of Tesseryn bringing her much relief.  "These people are friends, though being not of our faith struggle to distinguish between our gods.  They seem convinced now that you are not an enemy."
Haltashaar
Sun 2 May 2021
at 13:08
  • msg #823

The Dark Tower - Level The Second

"He's threatened us with worse," the warrior continues. "If he meant any of it we'd have been flayed and skinned thrice over and would not have survived to be captured and imprisoned by the servants of the Evil One."

"Good to see you again !" he tells Gratchscartch, smiling in the general direction of the mists.
Gratchscartch
player, 4 posts
Mon 3 May 2021
at 13:09
  • msg #824

The Dark Tower - Level The Second

In reply to Haltashaar (msg # 823):

Following his nose, for not even he can see in the conjured mist, Gratchscartch pokes just enough of his head briefly into the room to quickly scan the occupants.

Just as he returns to the mist it dissipates revealing him with his back to a wall inching sideways toward the room - akin to a Willy Coyote move.  He grins toothily, not such an endearing thing for even the better looking of his kin to do.

"I always trrrust Haltashaarrr frrriend, yes, much smarrrt you speak."  Though to be honest it doesn't look like he believes, or perhaps understands, his own words.

Shaking himself off to a more proud and imposing form now realising no-one will attack him he all but swaggers over to the nearest vomit platch, drops to the ground to lap up the goodness.  "Ooooh so good, warrrm like pack bitch makes".

This entertaining activity is however cut short when between licks he spies the body laying there.  Walking slowly towards it he points at it and asks each in the room in turn in an almost polite manner "You no want, No?"  His eyes widen in the way of a puppy, hopeful of receiving an extra bonus treat would for doing something particularly well.



OOG: Platch is not a mis-spelling.
Tesseryn Brightsoul
player, 378 posts
Fallen Paladin
Broken Arm of Dauros
Wed 5 May 2021
at 10:28
  • msg #825

The Dark Tower - Level The Second

Tesseryn watches dispassionately as the gnoll settles in and avails himself of the small meal created by Aurion.  However, when asked about the corpse he replies "No!  You will not eat that."  He raises an eyebrow at Vashalla.  "There is a chamber on the level above where a body such as this may lie in peace until a fitting funeral can be arranged.  I will lead you there after we complete our search of this shrine.  We still need to find a belt that belonged to Lord Mitra."

He makes his way into the smaller room, draws his sword again, and tries the small door on the left.
Brindle
player, 986 posts
Brindle Thistlefoot
Halfling
Wed 5 May 2021
at 13:36
  • msg #826

The Dark Tower - Level The Second

Brindle stares at the antics of the gnoll until the vomit-eating scene almost makes him lose his own breakfasts - both of them!

He glances away quickly but Vashalla's question draws his attention to the mess on Moram's shoe instead. He gags again and barely manages to keep his stomach under control.

"No water I'm afraid, but I do agree it would be best for all of us if that was cleaned up."

He casts a quick cantrip and with a few sweeping motions of his hand, from a distance, he quickly separates food from footwear. Then he turns his attention to cleaning and tidying his own clothing and appearance. With a pleasant scent of lavender in the air, too, to mask that other unpleasantness.

OOC: Prestidigitation.
Wrukaog_
player, 84 posts
Wed 5 May 2021
at 13:41
  • msg #827

The Dark Tower - Level The Second

Wrukaog watches the gnoll in fascination, with a huge grin plastered across his face.

But that grin turns to an expression of distaste when the temple suddenly starts smelling like a flower patch.

With a muttered curse the giant orc stoops through the doorway and follows after Tesseryn.
Aurion Moonbeak_
player, 167 posts
Sat 8 May 2021
at 00:37
  • msg #828

The Dark Tower - Level The Second

"Mmm, lavender? Very nice, Brindle." Aurion puts away the wine skin and wipes his mouth on the sleeve of his blue robe.

He shrugs when the gnoll asks about the corpse. He might feel differently were it his corpse on the slab. "If you are very hungry, we left some rats on the level above..."

He watches the gnoll for a while. "Do you prefer Gratchscartch?" Aurion is very astute, and certainly noted an improvement from being called 'filth'. "We are exploring this dungeon, perhaps you can help us. Where have you been since escaping from Ishpemo's men?"
Skald
GM, 1447 posts
Licenced to Kill
Sat 8 May 2021
at 05:46
  • msg #829

The Dark Tower - Level The Second

Though perhaps enthused might be too strong a term for Gratchscartch's acceptance that you're not out all out to kill and rob him, it barely does justice to the gusto with which he makes a meal out of something best not mentioned really.

Suffice it to say, Valshalla merely shakes her head to indicate that Brindle's assistance (provided from a sensible distance) seems no longer to be necessary ... though the priestess quickly changes her mind and flashes the Halfling a grateful smile as the foul odours are replaced with a pleasant floral fragrance.  Perhaps Moram is equally pleased ... yet his silence and lack of expression mean that, alas, we will never know.

With the mists now dispersed, and having recovered from his temporary malady sufficient to declare the corpse not on the menu and to plan suitable funerary rites, Tesseryn draws his but recently sheathed blade and opens the southern door.  Wrukaog heads over to join him but he and Haltashaar are forced back by the flames that spring up in the opening between the two rooms, now that Aurion, similarly no longer afflicted, has retreated to the bloodstained altar to continue his discussion with the Gnoll.

The ex-Paladin, though in one sense trapped on the far side of the wall of fire, suffers no immediate hurt from being so distant, for naught stirs within the room revealed to the south of the smaller chamber.  A couple of workbenches with oddly shaped bottles, some filled with brightly coloured liquids, and scattered and ink-stained parchment sheets indicate that the room might well be a wizard's workshop, though it is currently absent any wizards that might verify that supposition.

OOC: Map of the proceedings updated ...
Tesseryn Brightsoul
player, 379 posts
Fallen Paladin
Broken Arm of Dauros
Sat 8 May 2021
at 07:18
  • msg #830

The Dark Tower - Level The Second

Undeterred by the isolation caused by that inconvenient wall of flame, Tesseryn sheathes his sword yet again and enters the workroom to search for a holy belt.  The dice roller thinks he's doing a good job....

15:16, Today: Tesseryn Brightsoul rolled 19 using 1d20.  search.
Gratchscartch
player, 6 posts
Mon 10 May 2021
at 15:56
  • msg #831

The Dark Tower - Level The Second

In reply to Tesseryn Brightsoul (msg # 830):

Gratchscartch's brow furrows deeply, enhanced by his already deeply set beady eyes.  Confusion struggles it's way across the Gnoll's face as he tries to make sense of what the Human said - plus it was only one definite no.

He sidles up to the corpse, apparently still hoping it's on the cards lifting an arm gently to look longingly at the fingers for a moment.  "Why burrrn orrr put underrr grrround when it no scrrream orrr kick?  It dead" as if this were an offensive treatment of any body.  And then a spark of understanding, well mis-understanding, is granted upon him.  Like a badly timed metronome he is all smiles again and tapping a finger to his snout he slowly adds "Ahhh! Me see now."  continuing with a nod "Much smarrrt you lot.  Hide.  Save forrr laterrr. No else get."   He drops the arm letting it unceremoniously fall where it may, to leave the menial work of burying the bounty to someone else as it's obviously not work he's accustomed to.  He also fails to comprehend that finding a place to bury a body in a solid stone complex such as this would be next to impossible.  Obviously his god is more willing to provide for the devout when it comes to this.

Losing interest in the body, well just for the moment, he turns to face the Orc whom he assumes a best fit for gaining support.  Before he can strike up a conversation however the sweet smells fill the room and he is left melodramatically gasping and coughing, simultaneously clutching his throat and nostrils.  He fixes an accusing eye on the perpetrator "Filthy Hobbitses"...splutter..."such"...cough... "awful bad you do" Continuing his juvenile antics he looks at Aurion "Give rrrats quick, me put in nose, make nice again"

His theatric efforts are interrupted as the flame wall re-appears, eyes affixed on the flame but addressing Wrukaog. "Orrrc frrriend, who make firrre such easy ?  Me no hearrr, smell or see magic made" mistakenly believing the flame wall is the product of someone present, and seeming somewhat impressed with the effort.
Wrukaog_
player, 85 posts
Tue 11 May 2021
at 00:38
  • msg #832

The Dark Tower - Level The Second

Wrukaog looks at the gnoll for a moment before replying.

”That corpse smelled like it made a mess in its loincloth when it died. Stick some of that up yer nose. That’ll kill that carking flower stink! I reckon the fire wall must be some kind of trap. Maybe to keep thieves from stealing something valuable back there, or to protect someone important. You’d been back there. What’s there?”
Valshalla
Wed 12 May 2021
at 05:52
  • msg #833

The Dark Tower - Level The Second

"We should not abandon Tesseryn," the priestess worries. "Can you banish those flames once more?" she asks Aurion.
Aurion Moonbeak_
player, 168 posts
Fri 14 May 2021
at 13:42
  • msg #834

The Dark Tower - Level The Second

"Perhaps you can show us where you've been hiding?" Aurion suggests to the gnoll. He walks slowly toward the wall of flames, holding aloft the Mayor's ring and calibrating the distance it becomes effective.

Seeing a wizard's workroom Aurion forgets all about Gratchscarch's lair and dives in after Tesseryn. "Touch nothing oaf! Its all mine." He elbows the ex-paladin off the scattered parchments and casts Detect Magic, revels in discovery, keen to learn whose room it was before it became his.
Skald
GM, 1449 posts
Licenced to Kill
Sun 16 May 2021
at 05:24
  • msg #835

The Dark Tower - Level The Second

While Gratchscartch (having magnanimously agreed not to consume the corpse) and Wrukaog (who wasn't responsible for this one) discuss fragrances, Tesseryn broaches the wizard's workshop ... only to be rudely shoved aside by Aurion as the Elf ignores requests for rats as he brandishes the mayor's ring to banish the flames, eagerly racing into the room to stake his claim.

The ex-paladin only wants to find the third of the Mithraic artifacts and manages to avoid Aurion's sharp elbow for long enough to search the room for it, though much to his disappointment the Holy Belt is nowhere to be found.

The wizard, however, is in his element and contentedly invokes his spell of detection, ready to bask in his discoveries ...

Without, Haltaashar leaves the Gnoll and the Orc to get to know one another and heads for the smaller chamber to the west ... only to be forced back as the flames erupt once more.   Vashalla shakes her head.

OOC: Map of the proceedings updated ...
Tesseryn Brightsoul
player, 380 posts
Fallen Paladin
Broken Arm of Dauros
Sun 16 May 2021
at 13:14
  • msg #836

The Dark Tower - Level The Second

Tesseryn leaves Aurion to search the Wizards workroom and crosses the small room to the double doors opposite.  Drawing his sword, predictably, he opens the door.
Gratchscartch
player, 7 posts
Sun 16 May 2021
at 13:17
  • msg #837

The Dark Tower - Level The Second

In reply to Skald (msg # 835):

Gratchscartch's lip draws back at the Elf's mention of him 'Hiding back there' but remembers that the creatures about him (the party) are supposed to be his allies, thus lets his jowl return to it's norm.

A small hint of what might even be admiration is next on his merry-go-round of emotions as Aurion, without word or gesticulation causes the flame wall to obey his intent.  Most Elves he's seen were live slow roasting over hot coals and didn't seem particularly adept at willing the fire to do their bidding.

Turning back tot he Orc "Me Grrratchscarrrtch of rrrunnerrrs pack.  Chosen flail followerrr of Yeenoghu the much nastiest one." holding up a fist to Wrukaog for a fist bump.  He adds  "Who be you frrriend Orc?"
Aurion Moonbeak_
player, 169 posts
Sun 16 May 2021
at 13:21
  • msg #838

The Dark Tower - Level The Second

Hearing the whoosh of flames once again, Aurion muses his way to the door and waves his arm out, his eyes never leaving the scroll he's studying.
Brindle
player, 987 posts
Brindle Thistlefoot
Halfling
Tue 18 May 2021
at 14:49
  • msg #839

The Dark Tower - Level The Second

Brindle seizes the opportunity when Aurion suppresses the flames once more. He dashes through to join the elf in searching the wizardly workshop they have discovered.
Wrukaog_
player, 86 posts
Tue 18 May 2021
at 15:14
  • msg #840

The Dark Tower - Level The Second

In reply to Gratchscartch (msg # 837):

The giant orc thumps his chest with his fist as he replies to the gnoll.

"Me Wrukaog! Me and my axe kill more than anyone else here ever will. Just killed a bunch of carking minotaurs and trolls back there, downstairs. Carved them up real good, we did. Come on, let's see if the girly-man and the elf have scared us up something else to cut up yet. Don't know how much longer Brindle's spell will last before I shrink back to normal size again. Be great to find another fight before then!"

He turns and heads after Brindle to get through before the wall of fire returns again
Aurion Moonbeak_
player, 170 posts
Fri 21 May 2021
at 10:54
  • msg #841

The Dark Tower - Level The Second

When all that want to have crossed the flame barrier, Aurion pulls his arm back in and fills Brindle in on what he's discovered already in the workroom. "Ive no idea yet whose room this was. Perhaps Berkam Shem, although I say that because he's the only wizard we've heard of. All this paperwork has just one page of magic, yours if you want it, enchantment is not my style. The bottles are mostly a work in progress, though two of them radiate faint transmutation. The east end of the south wall emits faint magic of the illusion school and there is a moderate transmutation in the centre of the ceiling. Let's start with that. Shall I give you a boost?" He pulls a table to the centre of the room and hops up, offering Brindle a hand up too. He gropes around on the ceiling for the source of the magic.
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