The Castle is a grand structure although the party doesn't have much time to enjoy it as they are lead into the throne room.

The King a man the party has never seen is fiddling with an arrow, he watches the party approach and orders his men to stand down. He rises and walks forward "Your weapons please, on the floor before you."

Bruga bows and disencumbers himself.

Approaching behind the rest, but also under guard, come Gostric and the Paladin.

"Looks like the others got caught without our help. Guilt by association, I fear, is the order of the day" he mutters under his breath to Keneally with a shyte happens shrug.

At the sign of the king, Gostric bows with respect, then places his sling and mace on the ground.

Khorden is obviously not happy and he delays setting aside his weapons as long as he thinks he can get away with it.  But in the end, he opts to set down the sword, the war hammer and all four of his daggers.  He sets each down gently and remains near them, on the defensive given the way they had been approached by the kings men.

 The elf's eyes  study those in the room, he does not comply right away, But  as he sees his dwarven friend , lay his weapons down. Kree will lay  his  Bow, Blade  and Dirk down, and the two throwing daggers f from his boot.

  Watching the holy folk enter  the area  as well, he chuckles  slightly and shakes his head.

In reply to Kree Quickshadow (msg #6):

Once the characters have placed their weapons down, the king motion for them to a side area they did not see upon entering.

Please, take a seat.  There is a large round table with empty seats for all plus you see, three other seated, a man in full plate armor well worn but in great repair, another in leathers again used but in great shape with a feather in his cap and finally an older lady dressed in a fine velvet and silk robe.

The king sighs and allows for porters to serve wine and cheese to all before starting.

So, shall I go over the details as to why you are here or do I skip that and get right to the punch line.  chuckles.

The man in plate grunts, Just tell em what for so we can get going

The older lady, keenly looks the group over, I need a story from each of you, gets out ink, pen and parchment.  stares down at Bruga, the little one first.  Name, skills, age an identifying mark

The man in leathers shakes his head, Just cut off and ear and a piece of hair and get this over with, then stretches cracking his knuckles, I can do the ear part if you like and smiles.

Senuviel watches the scene in silence, his elvish eyes scrutinize the place, the people and the two holy warriors. The elf seems to be pondering about something.

  Kree looks  to Senuviel, then to the others. He says  nothing  as he  watches the goings on. When the fellow in leather speaks of  cutting of an ear, Kree gives  a  snort of contempt.

In reply to Kree Quickshadow (msg #9):

The Leather clad man gives Kree a quick look, then smiles.

  his  right  eyebrow  raises just a bit, his halfsmile returned to the fellow. He did  not like this, and wanted them to get to the reason  why they were brought in.

Bruga Honeyfinder, aged 20, Mistress, a journeyhalfling to Master Wrodan Ninblefingers, locksmith. As such, I can, at times test the efficacy of the security the Nimblefinger establishment offers our clients. As for identifying marks, I have none, which is an identifying mark in itself.

Khordan moves over to take a seat, his eyes trying to cover all of the people about and his weapons.  He does not care for the jokes of harming his compnions.  "Seems th' warmth of courtesy in your hall has cooled."

In reply to Khorden Stonegrip (msg #13):

The king tosses the arrow on the table, So, tell me, this finely wrought arrow belongs to one of you.  correct.  leans back, and the harbor master says your group was investigating the wharehouses yesterday  pauses in thought, before all the trouble started.

Looks to the mage, time is wasting, just get there full names. The mage hisses under her breath but looks to the group to complete her task.  The king then looks to the Leather clad man.  Now easy, an ear is not needed.

Looks to the Dwarf, once your names have been spoken and written down, you will know the severity of which you are charged.


OOC - Kree, one of your nicer arrows lays upon the table, though the feathers are slightly damaged.


Clair Brandywhine, priest of Tymora, smiles at your service.
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  The elf looks at the arrow  and frowns,  Kree, Quickshadow...The arrow  is mine. It was last fired at someone...or  something..that was attacking us. We cleared one  wharehouse of ....rather large...rats...found evidence  of slavery activity in another...and the third we were attacked...our..portly companion took a poisoned  dart  there...we never  did get to enter, as some of our  party ran off,..so we decieded to take a better look around...the only thing i can see us charged with,  is Hunting evil, since  it was the harbormaster, who was paying us to clear the  buildings....

  ...and...i would have  my arrow  back...seems those who handled it, do not know how to care  for  such a weapon....
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When it is his turn, Gostric limits his reply to his full name, and that he is a cleric of Waukeen. His demeanor is humble, and calm.

In reply to Kree Quickshadow (msg #15):

One of the porters who had been filling your glasses and serving food, takes Kree's arrow and hands it to the mage.   She looks it over, smiles and says Kree, this will do for you and places it on the table next to the parchment with his info on it.

The man in Plate hurumphs impatiently and gets up and turn to the King, This is taking too long, with your leave sire,  looks at Clair Clair, young lady, you we think are the defacto leader or at least one of the main players chuckles, lucky you you get to come with me.  Indicates for her to get up and move.

Clair hesitates looking frightened then jumps when the mage speaks her name, Clair child move.  She gets up not of her own accord and walks out with the man in Plate, looking back once or twice.

The man in Leathers looks on then turns to the rest around the table. Speak your names and info as requested so we can get on with it. 


OOC - Bruga, Kree and Goseric have spoken.  All that is left is Khorden, Senuviel  and Keneally.   what will they do?
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Senuviel stands up and speaks in a clear and proud tone. I am named Senuviel Merelantos Alantir, son of Aurik Alantir and Istariel Merelantos. My father being a former Captain of the Elvish Royal Guard and head of House Protector, responding to the king himself Silvanos the Golden Eyed. My mother is a retired priestess of the Blue Phoenix as this is how we call the God of Healing in our nation. I have seen more than a hundred winters already and I assure you I bear no distinctive markings upon myself but the color of my eyes that may be strange to you short living people. I was born here in Lotan but I've been away for almost 80 years, I've just returnes after finishing my training in the elvish court. I'm skilled and trained in both swordmanship and magic and I have attached myself to this group - who has shown their mutual and individual values more than once - to escort some sort of caravan to a neighboring city. During our travel we found out we've been deceived by our employer, a dark elf (that's how we call traitors in our race) named Astar who was in fact a slaver. We communicated the powers that be in Lotan and continued in our errands until we met evidence of slavery again and were attacked by unidentified people. Unfortunately we quarreled amongst ourselves and had a disagreement of sorts as you all have come to know about. And here we are gentlemen and ladies, dealing with burocracy and discussing whether an arrow shot at an enemy is the cause of all this nuisance while people in Lotan are being kidnapped and sold by slavers right under our very noses.

After his brief record of the facts, Senuviel bows to the people in the room and says:

I guess I gave you all the information I could in the best way possible. If so, this humble servant asks for his leaving.

Khorden was finding things rather not to his liking.  These folk had set upon them, ordered their weapons set aside, had used some sort of foul magick upon Clair and were generally lacking in manners.  Khorden feels quite an urge to teach them their manners.  "And what is the it you wish to get on with?  Are we being accused of something  and if so, what?"  He crossed his broad arms across his even broader chest.

Gostric shakes his head sadly in despair at the disrespect being shown to the king.

"Khorden, we know what they are accusing us of, and to one degree or another we are all guilty. If their interest was in summary justice and our demise, we would not now be sitting in front of His Majesty Himself, may his reign last forever.
"Clearly they have some reason for offering us a chance at redemption, and I, for one, would like to know what it is. Please don't change their mind before we get a chance to hear what they have to say. It's too early in the morning to die."

Bruga is startled at Gosric's statement.

 With a shake of his head at Gosric's words, and a nod to Khorden, I know not, what you god teaches, holy man. But even the two i follow, does not look kindly on abuse of power. If we are being called  forth, for our  time at the  wharehouses? They needs bring in the harbormaster that sent us in. And cast the spells of truth  on us all....

 He continues   as though  thier interviewers were not there at all,..of  course, in  my line of  work, this owuld not be the first time, my prey was aided, by those of power....

The Dwarf looks unmoved by Gosric's plea.  "We has done nothing of wrong an' if they wishes t' put us to death for clearing the vermin from the warehouse an' protecting ourselves from them as attacked us, then so be it.  But I won't be puttin' me head on th' block wit' out so much as a by ye leave."

He turns to the accusers and plants his feet looking as immovable as a mountain, "I am Khorden Stonegrip.  Ye have me name an' my weapons lie yonder as ye have demanded.  More ye can have o' me perhaps, but only after ye tell us what is going on and what ye be wanting from us."

In reply to Khorden Stonegrip (msg #23):

The King sits back in his chair, chuckles lively and watches the goings on of the group then looks to theMage and man in leathers.

The man in leathers laughs, turns to the mage, my dear, you cast an evil vial spell upon that poor wretched creature, how ashamed you should be.

She looks hard at the man in leathers, smiles so be it, we shall continue when our man in plate returns.

Looks to the party, yes, you are all accused of something, I can only say it after I have all of your names and info.  taps the parchment and Leans back, sighs, and no it is not a spell to be used on you.  More record keeping and waves her hands and other things of state.

You hear the man in Plate walking back.

OOC only Keneally remains to be heard from.
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  The elf's eyes shifted  from one person , then the other, including the King. The woman seemed the least offensive of the group thus  far, and he directed  his question towards her,  My Dwarven Friend  and  I, have seen more then enough cover ups in the  Tendays or so...you add that to what i have learned, doing my ....craft...you will understand why we take it baddly, that those of power, choose to make sport of people, who have taken up the mantle  , to mete out Justice, to those of  evil ilk....I would stand  with  Good Khorden, as his mind  and heart, are steeled to the task, and  not sullied by teachings of gods, who care not, what happenes to those  who walk the realms...at least, the gods  i follow, take some hand  in the goings  on, of those, who follow them..

 He looks to the Lady Holy warrior  , then back to those  who hold them prisoner,...Perhaps the Good LAdy is ashamed, that she was brought here thus...Perhaps..she is more ashamed , of being  lumped in with  people such as myself...so...get on with this...and she may answer, when she feels the courage to do so....

In reply to Kree Quickshadow (msg #25):

The man on plate returns, drops the wharehouse keys you got from the harbor master on the table the looks to Keneally, Maylady, it is time for you to come with me to repureafy yourself and purge yourself of any ill smiles kindly to her, your role now is to re acclaim your beliefs and steadfast devotion.  Your companions run their own fate and if they hold true will be fine. He holds out a small piece of paper and shows it to Keneally.  She looks at it then at the group.  My destiny is my god and order, looks to the man in plate on your word you will hold true to it that if they do run the path of goodness and prove themselves true you will allow me to decide my fate with them again.  The man in plate nods, My word.  and you see him pull out a holy symbol from under his plate armor matching Keneally's.

I must go, be true as you have shown me and all will be right  Longingly looks at Goseric, take care of them, yourself and we shall meet anew.  Gets up and follow the man in plate out.

The man in Leather looks about, geesh he is getting his exercise today

The king looks about, OK then, I think we can get started now.

OOC - end of act 1 scene 1.  Tomorrow I will post the reason and for the adventure begins - sorry got late way to on me to finish.

In reply to Clair Brandywhine (msg #26):

The man in Plate comes back again, hurmphs at the Mage and sits down.  The king stands and pulls out a scroll, opens it and reads it.

Your group, ah what ever you like to call yourself have been accused of, adjusts the scroll Murder, Arson, Burglary, Cannibalism, Theft, Kidnapping, aggravated assault, littering and damaging the eco system.   Looks up err sealing in that fire drake, what were you thinking...


Puts the scroll down and looks at each one of you.  That is the short of it.

The man in Leathers chuckles, all in a days work.  Now, What I   the Mage interrupts him, I, you mean us the man in plate caughs arhum
 Don't you mean his majesty   The man in Leathers continues with a bit of a frown on his face.  OK, where was I oh yea, HIS majesty just accuses you and really does not think the time needed for a lengthy and out right boring trial is best suited at this state of affairs we are in.

The mage continues over him (you see a scowl cross the man in leathers face) His majesty and this council would much rather see resources put to better use, and since you are only accused of these heinous crimes we thought to give you all a chance to redeem yourself and prove you are not as you seem being accused of acting like accused and    The man in Plate interrupts her (the mage looks quickly to the man in Plate, not to happily but relieved.  Though now the man in Leathers has a grin on his face) Mages, what we are looking for you to do is complete a quest, return an "item" stolen back to us and by doing this in good faith we will burn that record and erase any thought of what is on it.  Do not return to us, and

The king calmly interrupts the man in Plate (who does not make any faces) by returning this item, you prove your innocents and regain your good standing plus well, save the life of your dear sweet Priest and your Paladin friend Keneally.     The man in Leathers finishes, Do not return and they die and I er we hunt you down and well ..

The Mage gets up at this point and rolls out the Parchment scroll, it has all your names and any extra info to. Puts a pen and ink well by it.  Sign this to accept our sent ... decision in this matter  Shrugs, else sighs we will have to go through a lengthy and boring trial.

She waits for you all to either sign it or not.
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Bruga replies. I prefer the trial, and I'll plead Not Guilty. Your Majesty, I'm a loyal subject but a free person. If you believe I can be of assistance in benefiting the kingdom, I am ready to accept such duty. As for all this, I wold think you would prefer to rule over a free people who value honor over cowardice.

  The Elf  laughs as the charges are read. I hope, By Tymora's  Dice, and Beshaba's Breasts, the whom ever  wrote those  charges, are not as witeless as it sounds!

  He points to the  scroll ,none of those charges  can be laid on us...Cannibals...gods...and sealing a firedrake? It sealed itself...one would think we would get rewarded for that...not added it to some of those...ludicrus  charges...if you want help....and it appears you NEED help..all you would have to do is ask...or advertise...not follow through this ....farce...

  Standing  as he leans  over the table  , his eyes  looking at the parchment,...whether the item is  found...and  brought back..has little  to do with  us....you folks lost something..and now you are trying to bully , good  folk into doing your job....

 Taking up the pen, he stares at them all..lastly the King. I sign my name, to do the work, that you have failed to do...but...if harm comes to Clair? You best hope i die in the undertaking...Vengence is my line of  work...and  i am not only good  at it...i enjoy it...My people will hear of this  as well...I am thinking, you do not  want an angry nation of elven archers looking your way...

  As  an after thought he adds as he writes,..The  Lady Holy  Warrior is  quite unknown to me...she was barely with us..and the little that she was? she  spent more time fretting  about the foes, then her friends...I am thinking she would fight in , right nice  with you folks....But  Clair  is the Voice of reason, with out being cowardly, or frightened...   dropping the pen on the Table for anyone who wishes  to sign next he adds,...and...i would have my arrow back now....

Baffled at the witless behavior of his comrades in the presence of those quite obviously capable, individually, of destroying them all with nothing more then a slightly sweaty brow. Some people live in a fantasy world he thinks to himself, while signing the pardon.

In reply to Gosric the Full (msg #30):

The king and his council just sit back and watch and wait.  You get no reactions from them and you do recall from stories and such that a kings court area like this should be very busy with a lot of hustle and bustle.

The only ones moving about are the 4 serving men/porters.  Even the guards that brought you in seemed to have melted away.

OOC so far 2 have signed, one has opted for trial (by fire) and 2 are yet to decide.  Oh where has the time gone.  hhmm I am late for an important date :)

Senuviel makes a great effort not to burst into laughs. He walks towards the table looks at all the people there, grabs the quill and with a crooked smile moves to sign the paper, halting at the very moment the point of the quill touches the paper. Let me see if I got this right. Says the warrior/mage. I am supposed to sign this paper which says I agree on going on this fantastic errand of yours and in exchange you pretend nothing happened and you'll just forget all the absurd accusations we've been charged of, right?

Senuviel lets the quill drop.

Thanks, but no. Senuviel smiles. You're smart fellows, aren't you? You accuse us of things we haven't done then blackmail us by keeping our friend with you and promising not to hurt her and then to make it even more fantastic you put us on blade's edge by offering a job to recover an "item" that probably doesn't even exist.

Senuviel gives a concerned look at his companions and then turns his eyes to the powers that be on the other side of the table.

You're sending us to our deaths. I choose neither the trial nor the errand. I renounce this city and its people and everything I have here in this city but my sword and my book of spells. I prefer to take my chances on the exile!

Saying this, Senuviel turns his back to the people on the table.

Khorden's arms remain crossed as the others have their say.  He then starts pacing a bit as he looks at the royal party.  "Seems to me that you wish this task done and have not the honor to treat with us fairly, nor offer a reasonable wage for our efforts.  Or perhaps as has been suggested, you wish us absent from the town."

"I believe friend Senuviel has the right of it."

In reply to Khorden Stonegrip (msg #33):

In reply to Khorden Stonegrip (msg #33):

As the two Senevial and Khorden move about the table they do notice that there is other areas and tables, doors, possibly hidden doors and such.  Also, there is a nice fat scroll tube by the kings chair, a sack, and a potion bottle.  Oh, and Snare sitting by your pile of weapons.

The mage frowns at the latest turn of events, the man in Leathers rubs his hands together in apparent glee while the man in Plate just shakes his head.

The king stands, looks to the group, 3 for trial, 2 for service to the crown hhmm.  Think we are fools, unlawful and desperate?  I have heard your words, read your faces, felt your emotions and wonder where I went wrong with your group.

Well, pulls out the rather large fat scroll, and starts reading On this day hence forth (today's date) I the king with council dually took upon the lawful .... blah blah balh

While he reads all three council members are listening to him but the porters have begun moving any uneaten food or undrunk drink while one of them takes and places the arrow in Krees hands, muttering in a whisper That Bruga and Senuviel over hear, Khorden and Goseric are on the other side of the table and all you hear is the king rattling on about due process of law, due process of accusations, due process of rights of the accused and so forth and so on though you see the porter hand Kree the arrow and lean in to him but nothing more.




... herby declare that a trial shall ensue if by last rights, all party's agree to stand forth in judgment from this council.

The king sites, the female mage takes the signed paper and looks to the group.  Kree and Goseric have chosen the service to the king while Bruga, Khorden and Senuvial have chosen a trial.  looks to the group again, Clair and Keneally are fated by your actions and/or outcome.  Take a moment to decide among yourselves - stay as a group and be on trial, go as a group on this service or be separated, some on trial while other in service.

The king and his 3 council members get up from the table.  The man in Plate states you have 10 minutes to decide and the man in leathers chuckles and do not stray form this table.   as they move to the Kings audience chair you do note extra foot shuffling sounds all around you.  You think the kings guard has come back.
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 The  elf  nods to the  man , he says something  quietly to him.

  Looking at his  companions he waves them to  come  closer,tapping the arrow against his leg, like a horseofficer  would do a riding crop. when they are  close to gether he says..quietly as he may,..As  i have  said before, the  woman holy warrior matters not  to me. these folk are more her type then mine, let her see if she likes being stewed in her own broth. However..Clair  is one of us...we needs get her out, or, delay what is happening  , until she, herself, finds  a way to escape....

 He offers his arrow to Senuviel,look how the fools treated my arrow...how can anyone trust someone, who cannot care for a goodly shaft...Look at the fletchings!  as he hands the arrow to senuviel, his finger  points  , quickly, to somehting on the shaft.

  I say we take the service...perhaps  i can find  someone out there, to place the  arrow into!
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I have said I'm wiling to serve, but I refuse to admit to false charges. To do so dishonors halflings and the guild of locksmiths...and violates my sense of myself. May Yondalla watch over me.

Khordan listens to Kree's words and while the Dwarf doesn't immediately dismiss the idea, he doesn't look at all convinced either.  But Bruga's words garner a far more positive response from Khordan.  "Aye, and well said friend Bruga.  I have no desire to leave Clair at the mercy of such ... men.  As Bruga says, I will accompany you on the quest if you wish, bit I will not taint me honor nor insult them as bore the name Stonegrip afore me by bearring this falsw witness.  Also, I'll be needing to know better what this quest is for if I agree to it, I have no choice but to see it to the end, either mind or the qusts.".

Senuviel examines the shaft discreetly and then nods at Kree to show he understood. He turns the attention to his friends. We've got to get Claire out with us. There's more I have to tell but it's unsafe here. We've sunk to our necks in this issue, someone's a big liar here and we have to find out soon. I say we all agree to perform the errand and deal with our pride and honor later. Time will come for us to set this thing right. The elf gets quiet for a moment and then says What say you? Once out of here we'll be able to plan better I guess. I say we should act in a way that they feel comfortable and think we're on their hands. Then when they least expect we strike and set the things right. Someone's not who he or she really is in that troupe. They shall pay for that.

"I stick with the others. I may have chosen my companions unwisely, and I feel the charges to be just, but I side with those I have known for so long. My bed has been made."
If they choose a trial I fear the evidence will convict us, however I hold out hope the punishment shall be fair. I will abide."
If, however, they choose to do the bidding of the king, I will accompany them in that task as well."
After this has been decided, if Stonegrip, Quickshadow and the others choose to leave this land, at that time only will I split from them. I will not leave my home and my family"
I would suggest they choose wisely, but evidence to date puts the ability to do so debatable. Regardless, I stand true."

  Kree chuckles Thus  far, Good Gosric, you choices   have been made, only in where you relieve yourself, and how much food you can eat. Our paths were taken to eliminate foes, not coddle them...perhaps? You should stay here..open a tavern..it  will be much safer  for you...

  Khorden, My friend, have you sen how they treated my arrow?  he shows   his Dwarven friend the arrow, his  finger lingering on  one area, as if to point it out to him...

In reply to Gosric the Full (msg #39):

The king and his council approach after 10 minutes.

OOC - if you need any more planning I will allow one more post apiece.

They take their seats indicating for you all to do the same.

The man in leathers chuckles  so what will it be, a juicy trial for you all or perhaps you wanted to split up and see which fares better ginning.

The man in plate hurumphs  choose wisely for more then your own lives are at stake as you are but four of the six spokes of a wheel.

The female mage just sets out the parchment again with the pen and ink.

The king sighs, now ow now, give them a chance  Looks about, sign the parchment to show your names to my service and I will put away this accusing scroll.  Do not make your mark upon the parchment and a trial will ensue and you place your fate in others.

You note that the porters are back but the one who whispered in Kree ear is not among them.  In his place is a female who tends to the king directly.



OOC - do you sign the parchment entering into the kings service OR stay your hand and await a trial.  You can choose as a group or individually what you want.
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The normally even tempered cleric turns a bit red around his ears. Struggling to remain civil in front of the king, he grits his teeth, and speaks thru what is perhaps the least convincing smile this side of an alligator.

"Quickshadow, once the truth spell is on you, how will lie about ploting (msg #235) to steal the harbor Masters keys? Or wanting to charge a burning wagon into the warehouse? (msg #200) I myself can testify that you felt the building should be set on fire? (msg #233) Or that you were aware that your actions required you to flee from the city watch? You called the residents of that warehouse 'evil' because they defended themselves, and ignored the fact that their defense was far gentler then yours? If there is evil in this city, it is without doubt centered upon you, pale skinned Drow."

He clearly is tempted to spit in the direction of the villain, but restrains himself, unwilling to soil his spit with the flesh of the elf. He turns to face Suneveil.

"And you, you agreed to the burning the building, (msg #202). Imagine if the bizarre assertion that slavers dwelt inside were true! Not only would you have set the entire city ablaze, you would have burned to the death the very 'slaves' you claim to be defending."

He takes a deep breath, and shakes his head again. Turning to face the good and just King of the land which is his home, he drops his voice into a formal tone, and offers a quick solution to the problem.

"Your Majesty, I would offer a possible solution. In truth, these two are the most guilty by far; I will admit, Clair was tempted by their madness, but she opted not to let them commit their dreamed of atrocity.
"If you would allow, I am willing to trust to my god, and stand in as the champion of Sanity and Justice against them in the arena, one at a time, with a day in-between for rest.
"As to the honorless dwarf, should I be victorious I feel shaving his beard and banishment is a fair punishment, though it would not be extreme to mark his face with the brand of the traitor and add his name to the rolls of the enemies of civilization. He certainly qualifies.
As to Bruga, he is innocent as to these charges; I am uncertain regarding the other crimes listed. he does have information the crown should be aware of, regarding a band of gypsies in the swamp, informatin I hope you will listen to.
"I have spoken my piece."

As he finishes, he bows his head, awaiting the Kings decision.

 The elf  smiles at Gosric. The contempt  easy to see in his eyes.  You have  no proof, of what you say, Good drunkard. And?  To burn down the buildings would  have been, by far, the easiest, best way to clear the area.They can build more...But?  I do not remember you being there when the  Harbormaster  gave us the keys? You and the  other....holy warroir..ran off as fast  as  one could...under the pretext of seeking aid, but i feel it  was more, just to save your hide, when danger reared its head.

   You..sir belly..have not the service in the woodlands to undertsand. But many-a-taime, one must burn out an area of Blitghted trees , or bush, knowing that some of the good might have to gom with them, just so one can save the forest. If there were...indeed..slaves there..and we could not save them? They would still be better off, then in the arms of the slavers we hunt....But? You would nay know that. For you have not faced many slavers, in your tavern battles...

  He looks at the arrow  once more. Any trust for the fat friar, has gone out of his eyes...I have to wonder..Gosric...is it not odd, that we were taken, after you and your companion scurried off? Any one who would excuse the actions of foes, while turning  on those they pretended fight alongside with? Your Honor  has  long  since left you..and what you view as darkness on my part, is  just the resolve, that you have long ago, lost...

"But I was there, and so were you, which is more to the point, for magics can gain the truth from you, who clearly belongs living in the wild, away from innocent people who do not deserve to die at your you insane hands, every time you imagine a foe.
"As to honor, I won't concern myself with the opinion of one such as you. Those who know me well know I do not balk at facing evil; my admitting I was going to seek the guard, then turning my back on you is evidence enough for the most cynical of witnesses."

Facing the King, he asks for permission to cast detect evil on his comrades...

Senuviel, having not touched his food, decides to speak. I've made my mind your highness, and decided to abide to your offer. I Senuviel Alantir, warrior and wizard will help find your wretched item and bring to justice those who had stolen it so to the life of Gosric here won't be wasted in the arena. Whatever accusations he has against my person is probably because he has no idea whatsoever how we elves treat slavery in our culture and also the rotund cleric is somewhat blinded by his own lust for power. That would explain a lot his behavior in this room, always ready to answer and accuse, always helpful in the kings presence, careful my lord or you will be the next one he's gonna stab in the back.

Saying this, Senuviel signs the parchment. But after a minute of silence, the elf adds.

Since we are in this mess of being accused whatever, I'd like to ask permission for your highness to make an accusation myself. Says the elf showing a grim on his face.
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    He nods  at senuviel's  wise  words, and adds to the King,...if this buffoon casts  a spell on me, I will take it as an attack, and react in such manner. If  you need  any detections? I am sure your toadies can do it...

 Then he tilts his head  as he looks at these folk, he adds,..I am thinking, since you need us, as much as you think we need you...since you have heaped all these false charges, with no solid evidnece....you have  but hearsay...and people talking  about actions that have never  occured..Save  for the large one here displaying himself in public...  he waves  it  aside  as unimportant, ..If...we must trust you, then you must trust us...and it matters not...what is in our hearts  and minds..it  only matters that your item gets returned.....In that vien...i ask you this...Give us  Clair to come with us, as  a sign  of good  faith, since the other has proved...less-then-loyal. We would need Clair's  skills, and perhaps her insight...to derail any....er...over -the-top..actions...By me  and my like-minded friends.....If you do not  wish to allow Clair  to go with us...then send her....He points  at the LAdy Mage,..she  could be your eyes  and ears, and her skills would aid us greatly...it  would also give  balence to you holding one of ours, whilst we hold one of yours....

 ..Thus..Balence  would be in order, and we all have something to lose....aye?

Khorden listens to the by-play of the others, his eyes focused mostly on the face of the king.  "I will sign ye paper and I will do this quest or die trying.  An' if I return, I'll not be so polite about ye majesty's troops treatin' me with such dishonor."

He sweeps the room with an angry glare, Bruga alone being free of Khorden's from his inflamed ire.

In reply to Khorden Stonegrip (msg #47):

OOC Guys, sorry for this but I got a last minute call that I have to be away this weekend and will not be back till Sunday night to post.  Again Sorry for this but we will pick up then.

In reply to Clair Brandywhine (msg #48):

OOC: No probs dude, I also will probably be away since we're having a 4 day weekend here due to a holiday.

Gostric pays the mad raving little mind, noticing only that they have all made every effort to discover the truth, fearing truth spells and the magical detection of evil with equal fervor; evidence in itself.

In reply to Gosric the Full (msg #50):

The King is taking all this conversation like he has from the beginning whne you were brought in, just smiling here and frowning there.    It is the Mage who speaks, Kree Quickshadow, sighs, as for me going with you all, ah, it would be lovely to adventure again, cast my spells and return successfully from my kings quested services but Ah No, I cannot, could not go. 

Looks about, I guess, if I will, we shall show you faith, let you know of the charges you could be facing, I mean would have faced, as I see you have all signed.  the man in Leathers snickers though if you do not return then you would still face them.

Goseric the Full, as for Detect Evil, laughs, if you all were evil you would not be sitting here.  A hurumph escapes from the man in Plate.  If evil would be their intent then justice would have been served.

I er we cannot let Clair go, as she is serving another purpose for her god and king as we talk and dicker on even now, and she would be in grave danger if she went.  sighs, of course if you agree to go and fail to return Purposely she would be "taken care of" like we originally proclaimed.

The man in Plate shakes his head, we do not use combat arena's to judge one fate to the law, we use a trial system.  No champion stands in for another.  Each is individua tried and judged.

The man in green states, All those charges are real and true, none made up none forged.  WE, the king and this council through our own council decided that the lot of you, would be better served in service then rotting in a cell or worse.    shakes his head too, you do not think that the king and this council do not know the comings and goings of our citizens/visitors and such.  looks about, your particular talents can be useful and unfortunately you started to run afoul so we decided to reel you in and hope you take our offer now before you got in more trouble and become useless to us.

The king grins, seeing the food and drink has not been touched, so, you do not drink or eat the food, do you really mistrust your king? Do you really think I would be so cruel to my people?  Even those justly accused? I stand by my words You have signed my service agreement, once you have returned with the item, I will destroy this scroll (the one they say has your accusations in it.) and your service will be over and Clair and Keneally, if they wish to will be set free to join you.chuckles, That is if you all desire to not serve your crown anymore.

Goseric, they seemed interested but not overly concerned with your accusations, nor every ones banter back and forth.

The accusations will be read soon for you.  Told what you are to return to the king, and anything else we deem you need. But first, i feel a bit of tension bordering on ill feeling and some bad vibes from you all.  To succeed in this you need to be one not two or three. 

OOC - Plate mail dude has Paladin holy symbol, an air of authority about him and every now and then intently stares at you all.
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Senuviel stands up and speaks in a solemn and respectful tone.

With all due respect, your highness, it's not that we mistrust the king, neither, but all this situation seems awkward to us, my lord. We've been accused of crimes we believe we haven't committed because we're sold by a cleric who wanted to feed poor people with the corpses of gigantic rats. Our dear Clair has been kept hostage by a man who seems to want to smite each one of us here, and we're brought before a retired wizard who sighs all the time, a king who keeps smiling and frowning during these serious accusations and finally a man in green who just shakes his head and chuckles all the time as if he's in the presence of some sort of buffon or jester of the court.

The elf then looks at his companions and continues:

So, in the name of all my companions here I want to apologize, your highness. All of this happened to fast and we took too many harsh decisions.

Senuviel bows solemnly. We're going to fulfill the quest given to us as best as we can and I assure you, my lord, we're going to improve our relationships inside our group.

The elf sits, eats and drinks while he waits for the reactions of his fellow companions.

  for his  part, Kree  merely nods  at Senuviel's words. He does not, however  take part in the eating. He was brought here as a prisoner, not as a guest...and the insult of laying his bow  and blade aside, porved it even more..at least to him.

 He sits next to Senuviel...he calls  for Snare to come over, and  will give  the dog some choice meat cuts...The Dog...is a member of  our  party  as well..and more trusted then some...

Bruga  has done talking, and he signed nothing.

Khorden stands aside, stone faced.  He does not respond to Senuviel's words, he does not sit at the king's table, he does not sample the kings food and he does not let a drop of the kings drink pass his lips.  His honor had been attacked and instead of defending it, and that he did only because he had decided to trust Kree that the risk was a worthy one.

In reply to Khorden Stonegrip (msg #55):

Sorry guys, had a family emergency to take care of, kid may have torn her ligaments - will post tomorrow as time is late my way.



Snare hesitates laying on your pile of weapons before succumbing to Kree's offering of food, though once done will go back to laying on the pile of weapons.

The mage looks to Bruga who is stubbornly siting there.  My dear little fellow,you can choose to stay behind and hope your companions - looks to the group come back with a smile

Looks to Khorden all puffed up standing also.  Mighty proud Dwarf, how you handle what you find on this quested service will dictate your impressions of the court and us short lived humans.  sighs, Honor is walking a tight rope between what must be done and what could be done.

The king looks about, it seems my handling of you all has been taken in the wrong context of things.  Yes, leaving you weaponless may be an insult or causes one to think they are a prisoner - man in leathers pipes in Yet could be</Green > - the king scowls at him and continues.  But I wanted to try this handling of your groups action differently, chuckles try something different the tell me.  No more just trials and punishments    looks about They say, make it worth while and both parties come out on top. Spreads his hands I treated you differently, OK, made you leave your weapons on the floor over there looks that way then back chuckles though some of you are not weaponless looking at the ones who could cast spells but would you want it different if you where in my shoes, looks at his feet then up smiles.

Your cooperation as a group looks about all of you I am told can accomplish this task oh yea quested service to me with a smile But you need to sign the service agreement - OOC  ah had to get that in, yea yea I know :)  Those who do not, stay as a shakes his head no you should all really sign this .

The man in leathers looks at Bruga, <Green>well, if he stays, can I entertain him.  It might be fun with an evil glint in his eyes.

The man in Plate shakes his head yet again, it is getting late, this is not working as spelled out by the letter of the law.  I am afraid these folks are not up to the task though some are willing to try it.  Looks to the Mage Is this a done deal then? is the 1/2 ling going to be in looks to the man in Leather his charge?

Looks toward the parchment - the rest signed it correct?
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In reply to Khorden Stonegrip (msg #55):

You hear Snare get up, and see him walk over to the table, sit up next to the Mage and make begging actions with his paws, pawing the air by her.

The mage looks at Snare, oh my, true true true, you have not signed and moves the parchment to the floor and opens the well so Snare can put his paw in and make his mark in the parchment.  Once done he walks back over to the groups weapons and sits down.  There is a black paw print path on the floor now.

The king looks aghast, the man in Leathers has his mouth open in shock and the man in Plate just shakes his head.  Troubled times we have when a dog knows better then some.

The mage puts the parchment back on the table.  Well, so it is just Bruga now.  Looks to the man in Leathers, you may get your man yet sighs, what a waist that will be.  The man in Leathers comes out of his shock and looks at her, hey, that was not a nice thing to say, now you will scare the poor little fellow off.

  Kree looks at the man in leathers, you knowm oiur names, but none of you have  had the courage to reviel yours....

  He turns his head, a slight wieght of iron in his voice,as he addresses the man in leathers,..sometime...before this is over..you and me  will have to find  time to dane...just us..no kings..no dogs..no priosners held to save your life...

  Getting up, he moves towards the pile of weapons, his gaze  hard on the  people around the room,If Bruga  ,, has not   the sense to save Clair?  Let him know, his actions this  night brought the blade across her throaty...however...

  he looks back at the table as he pets Snare,when this is over....there will be a reackoning..one  does not  threaten folks who are next to helpless..without some form of recompense...sign the damn thing Bruga, and let us be off...

Bruga walks over,picks up pen, and writes thusly on the parchment:

I, Bruga Honeyfinder, avowing I am Innocent of charges set forth this day in this room, also avow myself a loyal halfling of this realm. My friends are tasked with a quest. I go with them from friendship and love, and a sense of duty.

He sets the pen down; walks over to the pile of weapons; picks up his daggers, sling, and stones; and says What now?

  Kree looks at the Table  as he belts on his  sword, his eyes never  leaving the leathered man,aye...not  tell us  what we seek..where to find it, and what help you are giving us...

Senuviel still seated, looks amazed at what had just happened between the dog and the mage, then after a while as if he had woken up from a dream, says.

There you have it my lord, all our signature, including the dog. So, can we discuss business now, our friend here Looks at the man in plate seems to be in a hurry. So, what are we after, where can we find it, who or what is guarding it and what should be done to them. Senuviel sips the last drops from his mug, raise it as he asks for more. Can I have more of this?

  Putting his   pack on his shoulder, and  slipping his quiver over the other shoulder, he picks up his bow, a dark smile  grows on his  face as he feels the comfort of the  wood,..Aye..Tell us hwat we are to face, that youo, yourselves  fear to face, to the point that you must draw up lies to  hold us to the Mission...I mean..cannablism? YOur people  really need to find a differnat line of  work...and regardless of what out  overweight friend has  said,..nor you, yourselves..there is nay proof  of anything, outside the babblings  of a rotund fellow who enjoys  exposing himself...

  Now..armed  and ready, he kneels  next to Snare  once more, his  hand  scruffing the  dog's neck, both  to give Snare  comfort, perhaps, as  much as himself.

The mage might as well be speaking to a boulder for all the reaction he received from the Dwarf.  Khroden did note the others gathering up their weapons and he opts to do likewise.  However, once again fully equipped, Khroden again crosses his arms across his thick chest and again assumed the stone faced expression.

In reply to Khorden Stonegrip (msg #63):

The man in Leathers gets up, laughs, cannibalism - ha well, feeding the poor folks human remains is not cannibalism? then what is.  Thinking they where rats, the gall of it, scans the group with a grin, I guess I do not get my "lackey" and leaves all yours your majesty and ma lady councilors, laughing as he leaves.

  Kree  laughs,They were rats  when we killed them....if they ween't, we should be paid  well By his...highness..for getting rid  of werefolk...

 As the Leathered  man leaves Kree says,..I will find you some day...and you will wake up with two smiles....one does not dishonor a Razorhawk, and not  get paid in full...either by me...or  my people....

Senuviel looks at Kree, the warrior/mage's jaw half open as if his surprised after the guy in leather made his statement. I told you someone was lying. The elf then moves his eyes towards Gosric to indicate who he's been talking about.

  unconciously, Kree's  righthand had crossed to grip  the longsword  at his hip, he says to Senuviel, without taking his eyes of the  retreating figure of the leathered man,..perhaps  now...You all understand  my views...We have been lied to, ever  since   we banned together...and the debt of Blood  to be paid, weighs  heavy on the enemies  side...soon..very soon...it will be time to collect...

In reply to Kree Quickshadow (msg #67):

The man in Plate gets up looks to Kree, that one is not one to mess with, oh he has his good and bad day's but his interests rest with the crown and our kings good graces.  He knows his stuff and I am sure he is waiting for that one day, sighs, now I must go, you will get your briefing and directions from the king and ma lady mage.  Nods to the rest of the group, good day, good hunting and may the law and goodness continue to reveal itself in mysterious but readable ways.


The king grumbles, uncomfortable chairs, have to get them replaced for the next meeting, wooden chairs why not add a cushion or two.    Gets up, so it seems we move to the viewing room and my comfy chair.  Good, and you get to pick up your stuff that is just lying there in the way. moves to the big chairs he was seated in originally looks to the Grumpy Dwarf and 1/2 ling come come, lets go, you to oh plump one, gestures to Goseric.

You realize that the king has heard everything you say but he has not acted upon most of it, yet and that should worry you all.
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The cleric bows to the king, but he waits for the man to leave before reclaiming his weapons.

"I must attend my church, and seek forgiveness for my accidental sin. I do not believe they were lycanthopes though, as I understand, they return to human form once slain. Hmmm..."

As they exit the chamber, the ostracized cleric attempts to make small talk with anyone who will listen; in essence, probably himself.

"For what it's worth, we never reported your actions to anyone by the way, the King seems to have been aware in his own right."

To Bruga he adds a brief comment, "Am I to understand that when your signed that contract, you chose to not accept the amnesty involved? Gutsy."

In reply to Gosric the Full (msg #69):

The mage laughs, attend your church, nay, there is a spot here you can attend to AFTER we set you all off as that is on your time not ours. softens her stance Ah, what a mess to clean up before the next full moon as I hear lycanthrope can be tricky.

She is still seated awaiting the rest to go into the other room.

  Kree bows his head  ..ever-so-slightly..to the man in plate,..I am sure he is...and  mayhaps well over my skills...but sleeping people tend not to be able to defend themsleves..much like people who are grabbed and forced to turn over thier weapons...

 He adds as The man in Plate adds  his 'blessings' of sorts,..and May you.. Warrior of the Good...soon realize, that those  who use  the acts of Good, to shield the weak, they also shield those of evil...it is only the  Blade of Good, that will end the Evil...perhaps..that is something, you might  want to ask your god  on your own...when the high clerics  and priests are not around to hear you....for..if that thought gets around, it will cost many a fat priest..the coins they garner from the faithful...May you blade strike true...and may it ...act true...

  patting his leg, for snare to follow, Kree stays a good few paces from...what is assumed to be the King..He stands near a  chair  and  watches...and listens.

Amnesty for what?

"From a trial, obviously. I'm not saying you did anything, mind, but avoiding public trial seems a worthwhile reward for whatever it is we're expected to be doing anyway."

The cleric is obviously honestly concerned about how literal the Kings barrister will take the actions of Bruga, and the potential for harm to befall his comrade.

Khorden follows along, continuing his silent vigil.

Senuviel gets his equipment and then follows.

In reply to Senuviel Alantir (msg #75):

The group gathers at the base of the kings chair.

Sitting in his "comfy" chair the king smiles down upon the group. Well, phew glad that is over with.  Now, you have your gear, your all at full strength I see and ready to go.

He then takes the two scrolls that have your charges on it and has a page put it into a chest behind the chair.  For safe keeping till you return.
smiles at the group For your service I need a small but delicate and magical item retrieved.  holds his hand up before protests it was stolen from my vault and no, it belonged to my great great great uncle wistfully looks out into space a heirloom so it is rightfully a crown/kingdom possession.  Bring this back to me and your charges and accusation scrolls will be destroyed my your own hands, some one told me it is called probation before judgment ... a PBJ sandwitch eww, sand and a witch shakes oh no worries those are the only copies.  holds up a finger to forestall anymore words, Clair and Keneally will be released.

chuckles, the only caveat I have on you is, well, you can return anytime you like but only with this item will all be set aside and freed and you can eat your PBJ sandwitch.  The whole group does not need to be present when returning the item though it would be nice if you all did.  sits back, yea, one other thing, grins, any and all treasure you acquire is yours though I trust you will not add to your charges executing this service for me.  chuckles, though then you would have to accomplish another service to pay that back.

One last thing, I will be sending along with you, another in service to me.  looks the group over, he is all I can spare, not much but you may need his services to.

Indicates for the mage to come over please take them to the dormitory and give them the full details so they may proceed.

Unless any other questions - the group follows the mage out, exits right down a long set of stairs, through endless twisted corridors and rooms.   If any one wants to try to "remember" the path - go ahead and roll a percentage roll.

You are lead into a semi circled room with eight doors plus the one you entered through.  she, the mage, gathers you around and opens up a book you for sure never saw her carrying.

looks to the group, before we start, any questions or concerns?

  Kree looks at the Mage,..for some reason, good lady, you are the  only one  i have ...even a bit..of trust for, in that farce upstairs...so i hope yuou will tell me true...

 One?  What is the object, and what does it look like..and where  are we to seek it....

 two...why would you have to force a group into seritude, with false  charges...and  yes..most of them are false..except for those i mentioned above...There should be loyal folks a plenty, who would galdly step up, to gain favor of the king..or at very least...fame.

three..this smacks  of slavery, what has been done to us...I kill slavers, as a pasttime...i hunt them for sport...it  is both my job, and by hobby...being  forced into service..is slavery..it matters not..whom the  person is, that holds the chains...

  Finally...you cannot  seriously thing..that if  we fail..and yet live?  we would come back? If  we fail...My friend, and the holy fool will die....if we  fail..and  i live, i won't  be coming back for judgment, i will be coming back..for venegence..

 Now? What poor  fool must go with us?

Senuviel watches the whole scene attentively, he talks nothing but keeps his eyes on the lady and on Kree as well.

Examining the mage carefully, Gostric also examines the room, making sure no one is sitting in any of the corners, or right in front of him.

While doing so, he will look for anything else of interest that he might have missed.

Once done, he inquires generally as to the nature, shape and inherent dangers of the item being pursued.

"I guess I would like to know first is who is believed to taken the item, and how they got it out of the royal vault."

In reply to Gosric the Full (msg #79):

Goseric, roll percentage for me about the room ;)


The lady mage pulls out a small piece of paper, real good stuff.  It has colored drawings on it.  She passes it around the group, First, this is what it looks like.  You see a simple metal/silver colored "compass" on the outside cover which is engraved with symbols and such.  The inside reveals the normal E, W, N, S and so forth markings except that engraved/embossed as a background is the ying yang symbol (one of chaos).

The back is plan but has a star with arrows at the ends of each line )kinda representing each direction)

OOC every one make a percentage roll for observing the lid, the inside and the back.

This "compass" is called <hear I am there I go>.  Basically it is an artifact from the kings ancestors some long time ago.  It radiates magic around it but not on it, if you do not look directly at it you will see it, if you get to hold it and do not blink you can actually see your path you are going to travel on the next 7 minutes like as if you walked it (she says that with a smile) but never hold it for more then 7 minutes for any living or was once living but now is dead but still alive being will be randomly dimensioned door (explains dimension door to you) up to 10 miles in any direction.  Finally every 7 days it will teleport randomly from 7 feet to 7 miles distance and from a range of 7 feet below ground to 7 feet above ground relative to where it was last.  It will not care if it ends up in a wall, or tree or body of water or thin air. So, if you happen to be holding it on the 7th day, well you go to, plus any other touching/holding you.  Makes for a nice item but dangerous too.  Oh, just so you know, looks at the group.  If the one(s) holding it are too powerful (high level) it will drain your life to an acceptable level so you can be affected by it. (3rd level)  Hence you are perfect for this service to your king and land.


Oh, it was stolen, disappeared from our vaults that protected it/shieled it from it's powers.
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  Kree shakes his head,then...we of  of no use to yuou...it flees every 7 days? how  can we contain it then?


18:44, Today: Kree Quickshadow rolled 2 using 1d20.
18:44, Today: Kree Quickshadow rolled 43 using 1d100.
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"How do we know it didn't just choose to leave of it's own volition? By your description, it seems to have a will of it's own. Are you asking a party of those who hate slavery to return an escaped slave to the owner that imprisoned it?"
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Bruga accepts the paper in his turn and feels lits quality. He inspects the drawing, including turning the paper over so he can see what's on the other side; or, fore all he knows, what one can see of the front from the back.

16:20, Today: Bruga Honeyfinder rolled 80 using 1d100. Bruga.

Senuviel inspects the paper as he listens to the she-mage. The elf examines the picture attentively at any particular sign on the artifact. He then says: Alright, let's imagine we'd recovered this artifact of your majesty, on the 7th day. How do we secure its safety? Are there any incantations that might prevent the item to activate itself?

OOC: 03:17, Today: Senuviel Alantir rolled 49 using 1d100. Senuviel.

Khorden does not engage in the conversation or interact with any of the others.  Hiss eyes do flicker to the drawing, but his stony expression tells nothing as to if he gleans anything from it or not.

00:58, Today: Khorden Stonegrip rolled 24 using 1d100. Compass roll.

In reply to Senuviel Alantir (msg #84):

Kree and Senuvial I am sorry but that is for you to figure out.   I can tell you that the last Divination for the "compass" was North West of here and it's last activation was 5 days ago.  Looks at the group, So that gives you 2 days to find it and return it to us.  that is unless someone tried to use it such and activated the Dimensioned door since or Divination.

Goseric, she sighs, it is a magical item, it does not have any life force within it or ever was from an intelligent being.



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   Kree nods  slowly as he looks at the Mage. His  eyes  seem to study, her, then just the truth of her words,so? We gom Northwest. But  could we not, be standing right next to it..and not know it. Is there a way we can tell its  whereabouts  as  we grow closer?

   His eyes wander over the MAge, as  much as he can see  from where  she sits,are you quite certain, you cannot come with us?

Senuviel seems concerned and skeptic.

So we just wander off Northwest with some superficial information about the item and that's it? Not even a "Good luck on your travels"?

The elf grimaces as he speaks in a somber tone.

It seems the your highness wants to get rid of us. Leave the woman be, lads, the more we ask questions more obscure are the answers, let's just rest for now and leave when we're ready. I just got tired of this bureaucratic business.

The elf looks at the woman:

Which one is our room, madam? And please, no obscure answers. Says the elf chuckling.

In reply to Kree Quickshadow (msg #87):

The Divination did not tell us how far away it is, I think the gods may be having some fun on this one or just fickle that we asked. shakes her head As for going along, that I can not do.  As it is we are adding one to your party to help out in case you run into trouble.    looks to Kohrden, you may be happy or not as he is a Dwarf too, his name is Groddam Axehandle. Thinks for a minute, and also, a Locate object type spell will not work because you are trying to directly look for it via the way the spell works.  That is the best I can help you with. 

So?  what you are telling   us...there is no way in the 9 hells we can find it....it only has  2 days before it vanishes, and we only have a half-guess as to the direction we needs go..AND...unl;ess someone is foolish enough to wave it about...we shall never find it...do i have that about right?

In reply to Kree Quickshadow (msg #90):

She laughs, magical means may not work but mundane will.  I figured you were smarter then what you acted like.   Think, the compass could not on it's own walk out of here.  We know that 5 days ago it teleported or Dimension doored to a location NW of us.  The person(s) holding it has no control over where it goes and it has a range as to how far it will have gone.  Yes, it could be in that wall over there or at the edge of town but we do know it fly's straight as an arrow and will not deviate from it's path, so NW is it's known path.

sighs, I will tell you that prior Divinations had not been as effective or informative as the last one.  Not sure why but it is now up to you all to find it and return it.


Her face lights up Oh yea, sorry, one last thing, we needed to send people who are not known kings men nor have worn or been seen wearing his colors or standard as to why you are here.  Some people may want this item for their own use and would key off of kings men searching for something like this.

  well..in that you have  done  well. For  neither me, nor my people are "the kings men"  we have  an uneasy alliance with him...depending  how this shakes out..well...it may grow more uneasy...so...we go N and east and  say," hello..you have a  compass in your  pocket?"  what  could be easier then that!

In reply to Kree Quickshadow (msg #92):

She scratches her head, looks tired, Kree, It is North West and sure, why not ask about.

Bruga hogs the illustration.

There's a flicker of interest in Khorden's eye when he hears that the noblemen would be sending a fellow Dwarf along with them.  Still, for a Dwarf to work for the likes of these vermin who lack honor, it doesn't bode well.

In reply to Bruga Honeyfinder (msg #94):

Bruga desperatly scans the illustrations but can not gleam much more out of them.

 ,

Groddam stood in the room, waiting the arrival of some mysterious adventurers.  He wasn't happy about it, but he had a mission.

Someone called his name.

"Aye, this be Groddam!  Who be ye and where be ye?  I can come and find ye -- if ye call out me name agin."

Where the heck were those adventurers?  Groddam would find 'em, he'd bet his beard on it.

Bruga puts the illustration down. This...is not something regular. When others look at him, he shrugs his shoulders. I'm not sure what I meant either.

"Hello?  Aye, hallo?  Be anyone calling me name?  I be Groddam!"

  Kree looks over at the to the direction of the new Dwarf's  Voice then asks..this item...it sat in something..aye?  Like a box, or a chest..or  a pillow..maybe one of the queen's undergarments? Whatever it  sat on, tell someone to bring it here..and not  to touch it all up...Perhaps Snare, can get a smell for it?

In reply to Kree Quickshadow (msg #100):

Hearing the Dwarf in one of the rooms, the female mage moves over and opens the door, Groddam, please in here the rest of the party awaits you, it is time. 

She moves back into the main room and laughs, This is the box, circling her arms.  This entire room was it's container.

Looks to Kree, now you are thinking.  And well, sorry to say but this is where I leave you to begin your quest.  She waves her hands says a few magical words and disappears.  Some spell components obviously used fall to the floor where she stood.

In this room are a total of 10 doors, one where Groddam came from plus the one you entered, no wait, which one did you enter?

Everyone roll a d1o and a percent please.

The adventure has begun.

  Kree  frownswhat?..this room..and what?...  she is gone and his features darken,..as  for the charges  ...we shall not worry on them. There are no real chargers  to speak of, and none that concern us...some of the  things listed, normal places would have rewarded us for... So there is no Honor to gain, or be lost...

 Looking to Khordan, he makes certain   thier  eyes meet as he says,see to  out  'new companion'...lest he be as false  as those we have dealt  with, thus far.

  Kneeling By  Snare, he  scruffs the dogs neck and says,...see what smells you may. My firned...and perhaps  you will find  another  Much Like it.

  Taking his Dirk from  its sheath , he smiles,...we  are on our own it would seem..thus...as  My Goddesses would say...the end Justifies the means..first off, we check  these doors...one..for the way out, the other..who knows...after all..we were told , what ever  spoils  we find on our quest is ours...MArk the doors well...make Certain we  do not Mixed up....One does not use a Razorhawk..and not pay some price....

 He will walk to the Door closest to Him and  Carve an Elvish rune in the door, then opens it.
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Senuviel smiles a crooked smile. So we're on our own from no on. Let's stay together. My guess is that our friend Stonegrip here should lead from now, since dwarves are used to tunnels and dungeons. The elf then turns to the new comer. And who might be you? Where do you come from and why were you summoned by the king? Senuviel then draw his bow and knocks an arrow on it.

OOC: 09:58, Today: Senuviel Alantir rolled 53 using 1d100. Senuviel.
09:58, Today: Senuviel Alantir rolled 8 using 1d10. Senuviel.
Just forgot to roll.
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Chance upon confusion upon strageness...ah well.
21:02, Today: Bruga Honeyfinder rolled 53 using 1d100. D110.
21:01, Today: Bruga Honeyfinder rolled 4 using 1d10. D10.

Groddam AxeHandle rolled 2,61 using 1d10,1d100.

"Hello fellows, I be here to help ye on this quest.
Call me Groddam AxeHandle, a friend to all who stand for the good and the just."

Senuviel looks at the newcomer and then at Kree and the others. Hello fellow dwarf. I hope you can prove yourself trustworthy by guiding you out of this accursed place, can't you? Senuviel then shows a fierce and angry face no common in the elf. But be warned, dwarf, try to sell us out or betray us like others who claimed to be good and just have just done to us and I swear to all that is holy for me, I'll have not only your life but also your soul. He then looks to the others. Let's get moving, aye? Before those who chuckle and shake heads show up once again. Looking at Khorden and Groddam. Khorden my friend, would you mind leading the way together with the newcomer? I'll take the rear guard, as usual.

In reply to Senuviel Alantir (msg #106):

So far, no one has noticed anything odd about the room or anything else.  (whoever rolled d100's that is.

Kree walks over to the door nearest him, also the door Bruga thought was the way out though Senuviel thought it was another door and the rest just shook their heads in confusion.

The door Kree opens making a loud squeaking from rusted hinges, obviously not the door they came in from.  The door handle is also rusted.  Sitting on the far wall 20' away is a shelf with three potion bottles but before you is a really tiny, probably a baby rust monster, just sitting there munching on some metal plates.  You think it will take the rust monster 3 rounds to eat it's way through the plates.

What do you do????   Round 1, ding.

Uninterested in the doings of his evil companions, Gostric turns to try the door nearest him.

"Just a corridor here, kinda dark. Smells like cinnamon!" he says, poking his head thru the doorway.

>THUD<

The cleric cries out in dismay as a naked tattooed figure drops from above, raking at the full-one's neck with his dagger. The splash of blood on the corridor floor pleases the attacker, who has already turned to face the others, with a snarl!

"You shall not reclaim your prize, foolish ones, turn back now!"

Rolling over with surprising speed for one so large, Gostric, bathed in his own blood, calls upon his goddess, and grabs the ankle of his assailant; like a bolt of lightening, a tremble races up the assassin's body, his skin twisting and contorting in a painful fashion, though no scream leaves his mouth.

>SNAP<

A bone shatters, jutting out from his hip, the another from his upper thigh. At last he releases a high pitched wail, and collapses to the ground, a pile of bone shards and dust.

Gostric lies dead, but avenged...

  Kree nods to Senuviel as he nocks and arrow...send  some shafts into that thing, let us see if those  potions are of any use to us....

(( thought  i rolled for  100..sorry))

20:47, Today: Kree Quickshadow rolled 62 using 1d100. roll.
20:47, Today: Kree Quickshadow rolled 4 using 1d20. 2nd  bow attack.
20:47, Today: Kree Quickshadow rolled 17 using 1d20. 1st bow  attack.
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Brugea doesn't hesitate: He flips his dageer back into the room and deshes for the potions.

Senuviel shoots his arrows aiming the baby rust monster but because of Bruga's rapid deployment to the potions, the elf is able only to scratch the monster's hide.

OOC: 12:55, Today: Senuviel Alantir rolled 10 using 1d10. Initiative.
          12:56, Today: Senuviel Alantir rolled 14 using 1d20. To hit with short bow. THAC0 17.
          12:56, Today: Senuviel Alantir rolled 3 using 1d20. To hit with short bow. THAC0 17.
          12:57, Today: Senuviel Alantir rolled 1 using 1d8. Damage 1.

In reply to Senuviel Alantir (msg #111):

With the two arrow hits buy Kree and Senuveil the baby rust monster drops face first into it's metal meal dead.

Bruga hastily rushes into the room and feels the brush of Senuviel and Kree's arrows just miss his ears as he reaches the shelf with the potions on it, and with some 1/2ling ingenuity is able to retrieve all three bottles.


Senuveil and Kree are at the doorway, Bruga is in the room holding 3 potion bottles and you have a dead baby rust monster.

Goseric has rushed into another room and by the sounds of it has gotten into trouble, the two Dwarves are standing there with Snare watching the events unfold around them.

What do you all do now??

  Kree Turns to the Dwarves,..Check  what that door holds, that we  maight use, one way or the other... Looking at  Bruga he  points to the next door, closkwise from where Kree stands,..alright , Locksmith..you open this door, while  Senuviel and  I draw  our bows....first sign of danger, we feather whatever is in there, that is not one of us...

 Good Khorden, while  your Stone Brother  checks the room, take what Items  from the round  one we can use...he shall not need them any longer...  Then he nods to Bruga  to proceed, as  the elf fits  an arrow inot the string, and holds his  bow, at the ready.

Bruga bends over as he hustles out into the main room, saying Keep out of the way. When/if he makes it past the door, he steps to one side.
This message was last edited by the player at 09:42, Sat 26 Nov 2011.

In reply to Kree Quickshadow (msg #113):

1. Khorden and Grodam find the dead body of their Cleric Goseric and an unknown killer of Goseric, possibly left there for any trying to go that way or ....

The room is a 8x8 with a darkened corridor/hallway at the end. (infravision sees nothing) though you s,ell Cinnamon.


2. The Door next to the one the 3 potion was in is unlocked, Bruga opens it just by pushing on it.  Inside is a dimly lit 10x10 room with a shadowy figure towering over the door way, Bruga, Kree an Senuviel, please make your saves VS fear.



The gear you get from Goseric is:
Shield
Splint mail (+1) Goseric size :)
hemp rope 25'
Backpack
Hooded lantern
Osk's Bag of Component Holding; [separates items and allows them to remain alive for 90 days]
Mace, Footman's
Sling
25 bullets

The unknown assailant:
Dagger, Short Sword and a piece of paper tucked in his sparse cloths.
This message was last edited by the GM at 22:08, Sat 26 Nov 2011.

  Kree looks in on the  creature, stepping  back a bit  as he brings up his bow.

  (if able he will fire)

 17:14, Today: Kree Quickshadow rolled 14 using 1d20.
17:14, Today: Kree Quickshadow rolled 95 using 1d100.

In reply to Kree Quickshadow (msg #116):

Kree's knees starts to buckle but he gains control of himself and can fire at the shadowy figure.

  he watches his  two shafts Move in the diretion of the thing..he shakes his head slowly...


20:48, Today: Kree Quickshadow rolled 7 using 1d8. sheath arrow 2.
20:48, Today: Kree Quickshadow rolled 6 using 1d8. sheath arrow 1.
20:48, Today: Kree Quickshadow rolled 2 using 1d20. 2nd bow.
20:47, Today: Kree Quickshadow rolled 8 using 1d20. 1st bow.

In reply to Kree Quickshadow (msg #118):

Kree's two arrows miss.  They sail into the back of the dark room with a thud, thud.

Awaiting on Bruga and Senuviel's saves before continuing in this room and awaiting on the two Dwarves in the other room.

Senuviel gasps at the creature he has never seen before. The elf sweats cold and he feels his arms losing grip of his bow and arrow. The arrow falls, hitting the ground with a soft clank sound.

OOC: 02:44, Today: Senuviel Alantir rolled 11 using 1d20. Fear save.

Bruga faints.

In reply to Bruga Honeyfinder (msg #121):

LOL, sorry Bruga, I could picture that in my mind :)

Kree, you stand alone at the doorway, Bruga has fainted from fear and Senuviel has gone limp from fear with his bow dropping to the floor useless.   the shadowy creature has not attacked though it has moved or appears to have moved back some.


OOC - I assume Khorden and Groddam are away and will catch up soon in postings.
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 Kree summons  some courage  as he readies  another  arrow,We seek passage out...perhaps items to aid our quest...can you give us either?

In reply to Kree Quickshadow (msg #123):

You get no reply Kree, The shadow has shifted again and you feel like the hair on the back of your neck is standing up.

Bruga is out cold (fainted) on the floor next to you, Senuviel is standing there frozen with fear and the two Dwarves are still in that other room Goseric chirped about something.  What do you do, Kree?

  Kree calls   For Snare to come over  and Guard   Bruga, he gives  Senuveil a nudge,By Beshaba's bouncing Breasts!..wake up..or back off..gett away from the door..I have  a thought  here...

  Though still shaken, he thihnks the things  cannot  come fully out of the room, unless they enter...He will fire  two shafts at the creature again....

21:07, Today: Kree Quickshadow rolled 8 using 1d8. 2nd  dam.
21:07, Today: Kree Quickshadow rolled 4 using 1d8. 1st dam.
21:07, Today: Kree Quickshadow rolled 4 using 1d20. 2nd bow.
21:07, Today: Kree Quickshadow rolled 14 using 1d20. ist bow.
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In reply to Kree Quickshadow (msg #125):

Snare comes over and sits almost on Bruga looking at Kree with a questioned look,

Kree, your first arrow may have hit something as it deflected off the shadow then disappeared into the room while your other arrow sailed wide right.  the shadow repositioned again, weaving a bit to the left then up some, while it has not attacked you yet, you quiver but hold steady your nerves are at the edge.


OOC - If no reply about what Khorden is doing in the room Goseric is in then I'll have to role play them out (hint Khorden, if you are out there actions please).

  Kree frowns, as he nocks  2 more  arrows,Snare? Lick Bruga....

 He frowns  as he aims at the  thing once more..his nerves warring with thewill, not  to back down...he fires  two more shafts...


22:57, Today: Kree Quickshadow rolled 1 using 1d8. 2nd dam.
22:57, Today: Kree Quickshadow rolled 2 using 1d8. 1st dam.
22:57, Today: Kree Quickshadow rolled 10 using 1d20. 2nd bow.
22:57, Today: Kree Quickshadow rolled 13 using 1d20. 1st bow
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Khorden snorts."Afore I worry about the new companion, I'd like to know why you urged me to set my honor at risk by signing that paper.  What was the point with the arrow?"

It's clear by the look on the Dwarfs face that he's looking for a damn fine reason that he should hazard his honor.

  Kree's eyes focused on the  thing in the room as he brought up his bow,there is  an etching on the shaft, I showed it to those i trusted in the group...it will be are marker for our travels...and perhaps a way to find the item, and save our companion..the  lady holy warrior  can go to the 9 hells for all i care, I trust none, who put  our enemies befoe us.... I hope, My friend..that that is reason enough for you. Because it was the only reason i decieded to go...

Bruga remains unconscious.

In reply to Bruga Honeyfinder (msg #130):

Kree, your two arrows fly into the room with no apparent affect on this shadowy creature that continues testing your very fiber of your nerves.

Bruga awakens, confused but frightened of the room and will not be able to bodily go in no matter what.

Snare is sitting next to Bruga watching all the commotion.

Senuviel comes out of his fright but he too will have no part of this room.

Khorden, you are standing in the doorway of the room Goseric died in.  Groddam has collected Goserics gear and the other mans too.  Of noted value is his +1 Scale armor (human size).

  Kree calls back to the Dwarves,Shut that door, and Mark it well...did the round one, have  holy water on him?

Senuviel awakes from his frightening moment, shakes his head, looks at the ghastly creature inside. The elf is still unable to approach the room but he's still able to think fast. He searches his equipment for a torch, lights it and tosses into the room.

In reply to Senuviel Alantir (msg #133):

Senuviel, roll your to hit with your torch, use as any dex bonus from throwing.

In reply to Clair Brandywhine (msg #134):

OOC: 11:54, Today: Senuviel Alantir rolled 15 using 1d20+2. To Hit with Torch.

OOC: I'll let you describe the scene then since Senuviel's intentions is to toss the torch as close to the shadow creature as possible.

In reply to Senuviel Alantir (msg #135):

Senuviel's torch sails into the room, landing at the base of what now appears to be a box or create.  Kree declares, that something is fishy about this room now that the torch has landed.

Senuvieil and Bruga, no matter what you cannot enter this room.

Kree, the torch has thrown off the apparent illusion of this shadow creature.  You see the torch laying up against a box or large create and what looks like behind it is a lantern with a spot light effect casted on a sheet or something like it fluttering in the room.   You cannot tell how the sheet keeps moving back and forth.

You still feel very apprehensive about entering this room.

What do you do?

In reply to Clair Brandywhine (msg #136):

Groddam closes the door where Goseric's body lays and dumps the gear on the floor.   Looks to Khorden, well what of that mess in there.  Looks like one of your adventure buddies bought it but took out his killer too.  ugly thing.  points to Kree's group, shall we help them out?  They may need some Dwarven power.  Flexes his muscles.

Bruga does his part, cluttering up the floor.

  Kree frowns...a trick?...backed up with magic?...He draws one of the blunted arrows  and takes  aim at the lantern...trying to push the creature...or fake creature...from his mind...and fires....


20:43, Today: Kree Quickshadow rolled 5 using 1d8. 2nd blunt.
20:43, Today: Kree Quickshadow rolled 8 using 1d8. 1st blunt.
20:43, Today: Kree Quickshadow rolled 8 using 1d20. 2nd bow.
20:43, Today: Kree Quickshadow rolled 11 using 1d20. 1st bow.
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In reply to Kree Quickshadow (msg #139):

Kree, you missed the lantern with both shots.  Close on one shot.

  Now the  Elf's anger warred with the  fear that was trying to well its  way up....Tymora...Guide my shots...Beshaba..Kiss the fool who made this device....

  and with that..two more Blunted arrows  fly towards the lantern..................


22:34, Today: Kree Quickshadow rolled 3 using 1d8. 2nd blunt.
22:34, Today: Kree Quickshadow rolled 3 using 1d8. 1st blunt.
22:34, Today: Kree Quickshadow rolled 11 using 1d20. 2nd bow.
22:34, Today: Kree Quickshadow rolled 15 using 1d20. 1st bow.
This message was last edited by the player at 03:35, Thu 01 Dec 2011.

In reply to Kree Quickshadow (msg #141):

OK, now you made the lantern real mad :)  You hit the lantern, knocking it on it's side.  Sorry to say but the light is now shinning at you through the box/create.

Kree, Bruga and Senuveil make another save roll please.  Kreee  at +2.

Khorden and Groddam, you feel a surge of fear wash over you from that room when that beam of light shoots out of the room.  make your saves at +2 vs fear.

22:44, Today: Kree Quickshadow rolled 12 using 1d20+2. save

OOC: 01:44, Today: Senuviel Alantir rolled 8 using 1d20. Save vs. Fear.

OOC: Duh! Crap!

Bruga continues to have something in common with the noble gasses.

  Kree will try to move  closer to the door, stayiong to one side , if possible as he eyes  up the 'Shadow Puppet' and tries to see if he might enter the room, and  study the crate.

Khorden rushes up, his breathing a bit heavy.  "What's goin' on?"  The Dwarf looks around, trying to figure out just what's what.

OOC:  My regrets, the holiday weekend got extended (not in a positive way) a couple of days and you guys have been posting too often for me to get caut back up, so I've given up trying and posting so you guys don't write me off as one of those irritating disappearing players.

  they set up a shadow puppet, but there must be some magic   in it, as our friends  are frightened by it...and I am having trouble dealing with the feeelings  myself...I want to lok at that Crate....I hit the lantern with a blunted arrow..I think the magic  may be in that...

In reply to Kree Quickshadow (msg #148):

Khorden, now worries, we kinda moved fast on this particular room.  You were kinda stuck in the other room.  no matter what I will make sure you get your posts in and not to rush it so we do not loose you.

Kree, Bruga and Senuviel have disturbed something that has casted an aurora of fear now into your main room area via a lanterns light.

Kree, sorry to say but you missed your save vs fear.  You can control yourself but cannot enter the room where the lantern and shadow illusion are.  Same for Bruga and Senuviel though those two are a mess, again.

Khorden, can you make your save vs fear at +2 (and add and Dwarven adjustments) as you just walked into the fears sphere.

Groddam follows Khorden ready for action and enters the room, battle axe in hand.  He does not have any reaction to the fear aurora.

OOC will await Khordens save roll before proceeding.
This message was last edited by the GM at 02:48, Fri 02 Dec 2011.

In reply to Clair Brandywhine (msg #149):

21:43, Today: Clair Brandywhine, on behalf of Groddam AxeHandle, rolled 19 using 1d20+2. save.

Groddam moves up with Khorden next to Kree.

Argh, that is a nasty feeling room, ugly light too.  Hey you guys look shooken up.  Pulls his battle axe out, I will take care of any nasties for ya and enters the room.

  Kree's voice quivers  just a bit  as he says to Khorden,..if you can shutter the lantern, bring it with you, it will come in handy, i am thinking...and see how many of may arrows  you can bring back...then..see to the crate.

Steppng into the space, Khorden feels a similar wave of frightful air as he experiencd with the fire drake.  For a moment he feels the urge to flee, but the shame still weighs upon him.  He summons the shreds of his honor, his will, the very fiber of his being and holds resolute.

20:58, Today: Khorden Stonegrip rolled 10 using 1d20-3. save.

In reply to Khorden Stonegrip (msg #152):

Khorden, you saved, your roll was mot - 3 but + 3 plus 2 more your save is a 15 so you do not flee in horror or faint or go limp you can go into the room and you honor is still good.  You can enter the room.


OOC will be out of internet access til Sunday night so next postings then.

OOC Note, those in fear can still move into other areas/doors not near this side of the room.
This message was last edited by the GM at 05:24, Sat 03 Dec 2011.

In reply to Clair Brandywhine (msg #153):

I am waiting, any actions  ?

  Kree is  just Covering the dwarves for now....

Sword in hand, Khorden pushes forward, looking to see what resides in the room beyond.

Senuviel catches his bow and arrow, breathes deeply as he turns his back to the door where the shadow had just been. He takes the rear guard.

In reply to Senuviel Alantir (msg #157):

Khorden, you see Groddam standing there looking at a blackish sheet hanging from the ceiling, a truned over lantern, a small wooden box and a bunch of Kree' arrows are also in the room.

The lantern is turned on it's side pointing it's beam of light across the box and out the door into the main room.

The wooden box is red tinted in color.

The room is 10x10.

In reply to Clair Brandywhine (msg #158):

So, my guess is this lantern is all the fuss about?  Not sure about this sheet but I can guess as to it's function and the wooden box, well you got me n that one.

Well Khorden, shall we close the lantern up so the light stops shining?  Maybe stop this cursed fear aurora.

"As good a plan as any..."  He moves to dowse the light.  He then pulls down the blackish sheet.  If that fails to accomplish anything, he'll turn his attentions to the wooden, red-tinted box.

Bruga lies there, pale.

In reply to Bruga Honeyfinder (msg #161):

Khordon, the sheet is attached to the ceiling but a few good yanks and you rip it down.  It is an ordinal looking worn tattered sheet.

You fight against your willpower but finally prevail and close the lantern so no light is shining out of it.  It is a bullseye type with shutters for directional lighting.

Khorden, Once you close the lantern, you still feel a sense of fear emanating in the room, but now you do not feel as if it is directed anywhere more like just floating in the room.

Bruga, Kree and Senuviel, you guys are back to normal though again, you will have no part in going into that room.  Once Khorden tells you he closed the lantern and the light stops shining out of the room you feel a sense of relief as no fear is emanating out of the room now, just in it.

  Kree frowns,next doors...let us  see hwat we can find, or..if  we find the way out...Snare? whcih way did we come in?

Senuviel breathes relieved after the lantern has been shut but still doesn't feel like going into the room.

What's the size of the box, good Khorden? Would you mind bringing it outside this awful room so Bruga here could check for traps or locks?

In reply to Senuviel Alantir (msg #164):

The wooden box looks to be about 2 x 2 and weigh a ton.

Khorden, you can lift it but it is like way heavy, you guess like trying to pick up a full grown bull and then some (need min str of 17 to just pick it up but at least 2 with 17's to move it 5 ' at a clip) Even with Groddam's help the both of you can only carry it just out of the room before you two have to put it down.


Kree, Bruga and Senuevil, you feel that fear feeling coming on again but you seem to be able to just handle it as they bring the box out.

Khorden, you had to leave the lantern in the room in order to carry the box.
This message was last edited by the GM at 02:32, Fri 09 Dec 2011.

  The elf  looks at the box, and  at the others,time to see what is causing the fear?

Bruga sits up shaking. When the box approaches, he exclaims You want me to do what? Nevertheless, he attempts to discover what he can about the box.

 With a softer tone, but one that has a bit of  an edge, Kree says to Bruga,Aye...beofre this quest is over, there will be a great deal of things  some of us   are inclined not to do. But  we need to, to advance our quest. It , what ever is in that chest, can be used against  foes? then we needs have it....but..that does not mean you are not to be careful...

Khorden grunts as he sets the box down, leaning back.  "'Tis a heavy chest no doubt.  An' I heard some sort of clicking sound from it 'fore.  If you're openin' it, best be careful."

As Bruga shows some hesitancy, Khorden gives a snort.  "Just see that it's got no traps about it an' I'll open if ye want.  No sense standin' 'bout all day."

In reply to Khorden Stonegrip (msg #169):

Bruga very hesitantly instigates the wooden box.  Sees no outward signs of trouble in opening it, nor any mechanical traps so opens the box.

You peer tentatively inside as Bruga gives a low whistle.

Suspended in the middle of the box is a heart, live beating heart about the size of a rather large animals heart.

The room is then suddenly awash suddenly with such fear that you can not describe it that makes Bruga drop the lid back on the box and as you all scramble back you witness the lid reseal itself to the box.

Once the lid is back on the box you all feel better and can approach the box, if you dare.

  Kree frowns  at the box,Do we open it? A drive a balde through it? Or leave it set and try more doors....We should take the   Lantern..a shuttered lantern could  come in handy....

Senuviel frowns. Ack! This is wicked. Who could've done that? Something is very amiss in this castle. We should be doubly careful from now on.

Bruga is shaking but he composes himself. A test, if you please...everybody behind me.

  Kree will step  back, Nocking another  arrow  as he does.

In reply to Kree Quickshadow (msg #174):

DM waiting with anticipation to Bruga's actions :)

In reply to Clair Brandywhine (msg #175):

Herumph, I'll get behind you though what about the lantern, someone needs to get it out of the room, you know.

Groddam will move behind Bruga too.

Assuming everybody's behind him, Brugs sits cross-legged with the box in front of him. He tilts the top of the box away from him and opens the lid. If he's able, he lets the lid close and asks Any difference in the effect?

(Bruga will know about any change in himself.)

In reply to Bruga Honeyfinder (msg #177):

Sitting down takes all your will power as the box radiates fear like your mom is about to catch you ... you try to tilt the box but after a few tries and a close encounter with a hernia you can not budge it.  It weighs like a ton or more to you.  (you are not strong enough to even budge it).   [you need a 17 to move it/lift it carry it)

So much for my idea of lifting the lid away from us to use it to induce fear in a foe. I can do nothing more with this he adds as he gets up.

"Let me give it a try."

Khorden puts himself behind the chest and attempts to tip the box away from him while opening the lid.

  ..If  Good Khorden cannot do anything with it, then let us take the lantern and move to the Next door....

  Turning to Snare, he asks again,Do you know which door we came in?

In reply to Khorden Stonegrip (msg #180):

Khorden sits down next to the box like Bruga and feels like someone is about to shave his beard in half, braid the rest and color it deep pink in front of the whole dwarven nation ;)  You are about to jump out of your skin but you stay seated firmly to the ground, Grunt, feel like you are lifting an elephant or a 10 ton boulder but you are just able to tilt the box, pop the lid off and .... loose it, you drop the box, and scoot like a kid backwards as far as possible from the box.  The lid closes automatically again, you catch a dark object/heart in it like before as the lid closes and the box plops back to the ground.

All of the others feel a quick sense of raging fear and like you are about to be caught stealing from the cookie jar :)  The fear subsides after the lid goes back on.  The fear is still there but not as intense.

No, the fear did not radiate directionally per the tilt of the box, more like the whole area was affected.  Khorden the worst since he was next to it while the rest it was bad but tolerable.

The door is still open and the lantern is still in the room.  The other two rooms you/group checked out (died in) doors are closed (you closed them). There are 6 doors yet to be tried and Khorden reminds you about that soft clicking sound they heard in this room when they moved the box.

Your actions ?

 Kree shakes his head, Bet the King, would be ..right well, surpirsed..if  we set the place afire...let his catsle  tumble in on its  self....

  Come, grab the lantern and  we try the next doors...we either find things we can use...or find a way out...either way..is good.

Bruga is shaky as he approaches the box again. You know, if we had a wheelbarrow to put this in, and we could screw in an eye bolt and attach a rope; we could pull the lid open. I mean, if we only had a wheelbarrow, that would be something.

 The elf  listens  with a smile I am thinking, its good  right where it is at. I am thinking the sisters are allowing us some payback for those false charges, and such leveled  against us....You see what we  were blessed with, when the holy ones went to the law. This  town...these leaders are more crooked then a witch's ponytail...come..next door, Bruga...you have the honors, the rest of us ready thier weapons...Senuviel and I with bows, Khorden and  the other DWarf, with  melee weapons.. Snare will watch our BAcks...

So Bruga, who had better keep his day (and night) job, goes to the next door, checks it for traps, listens with ear to door, and (probably) opens it...keeping door between him and what's beyond.

In reply to Bruga Honeyfinder (msg #186):

Bruga goes to the next door.

Checks for traps, Nothing, hear's noise, nothing and opens it, keeping the door between him and the room, no peeking :)

Opps, you peeked :)

You see a golden statue in the middle of the room of a unicorn ridden by a demon/devilish looking creature.  On the floor is a starburst pattern with the statue in the middle.  You all see nothing else in the room.

When the door is opened, the door in the last room closes by itself.  Surprise, surprise, surprise and the box (of fear) is not where you left it.

PM

  Kree frowns at the box  being gone, Creature on the  Unicorn, are you able to talk?

 he calls to the statue, then turns to his companions, worth a try...aye?

Senuviel nods at Kree. The warrior/mage seems lost in his thoughts, he walks round the statue trying to observe every inch of it, then looks at the star burst on the floor.

I wonder why we have been sent to an errand inside the king's own castle. Everything here is magical, the box, the lantern, doors that close by themselves and now this weird statue, something's amiss here, a unicorn letting a demon ride it, strange.....I wonder if....

Then Senuviel touches the unicorn's face.

In reply to Senuviel Alantir (msg #190):


Senuviel touches the Unicorns face and feels that it is warm and soft to the touch.

No reply to you Kree from the unicorn.


once in the room, you do notice that the walls also have a star like pattern to them and looking up you notice that the ceiling is a mirror that reflects an odd image down upon you.

What you see, disturbs you all.  Instead of a unicorn you see a Goblin and instead of a demon/devil you see a Kobald.  The Kobald is riding the Goblin like the Demon is the unicorn.  Plus, well, their eyes are following you.

Senuviel speaks as he touches the unicorn. Strange, it's warm and soft to the touch. As he seems the mirror in the ceiling, the elf becomes alert. What's that! A goblin and a Kobold! This must be some sort of illusion! Kree! Shoot the mirror! SAying so, Senuviel knocks an arrow into his bow and prepares to shoot the statue.
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Khorden had scowled deeply to find the chest gone.  "Be damn heavy t' move t' just be floating off on its own like that."

He's no more pleased by the demon on the unicorn, or the kobold on the goblin if the mirror is to be believed.  "Damn jokesters."  He moves over towards the apparent unicorn and demon rider, sword held high.  "Speak quick if you don't want to be feeling me steel in ye gizzards."

  Kree Turns  His Bow upwards   aiming   at the point  where the  Gblion and Kolbod are Joined,  Thus aiding the Sisters in his chance to hit  at least one!.and fires....

In reply to Kree Quickshadow (msg #194):

Groddam moves to the doorway weapon out, OK guys, what in tarnations is this about.  Watches as the arrows fly, eww you might not wanted to do that thar shooting, OOC up from the ground comes a bubling - oil that is, black gold Texes tea. lol

In reply to Kree Quickshadow (msg #194):

OK to hit rolls for those shooting/swinging or other actions.

Kree shot.  Need to hits
Senuviel, did you shoot?
Khorden?
Bruga?
Groggam?


AS Kree fires his arrow off at the Goblin n Kobald there eyes go wide ....

Waiting on the rest of the actions. ......

 no sooner  he lets  fly the first, he nocks  and fires again, trying to keep center mass...

19:15, Today: Kree Quickshadow rolled 6 using 1d8. 2nd dam.
19:15, Today: Kree Quickshadow rolled 8 using 1d8. 1st dam.
19:15, Today: Kree Quickshadow rolled 23 using 1d20+4. 2nd bow.
19:14, Today: Kree Quickshadow rolled 24 using 1d20+4. 1st bow.

Senuviel, Bow and arrow ready, awaits as the ranger´s arrows hit the mirror. If by any chance the statue becomes the creatures in the mirror, Senuviel will let his missile fly.

In reply to Senuviel Alantir (msg #198):

The first and second arrows hit the mirror and splinter upon impact.  You do not see any cracks in the mirror nor scuff marks, BUT, you see drops of blood appear where the arrows struck and as you watch, one drop falls to the floor followed by another and another and so on ever second for 10 seconds.  Then one gig drop is hanging but not fallen, yet.

Upon the floor before your eyes 10 Kobolds form/grow out of the blood droppings.

As they form they attack.

Kree and Senuviel, you can get 1 round of arrows since you were ready to shot and Khorden, you can take a swing also this 1st round at the first Kobold since your weapon was out.   Groddam and Bruga, you will have to wait until next round.

Senuviel, your to hits n damage
Kree, your to hits and damage
Khorden, you swing

Senuviel startles as he sees the blood shape into the forms of kobold. He releases his arrows, the first one finding a target but only doing a scratch on the kobold. The second arrow misses and splinters against the wall.

OOC: 02:22, Today: Senuviel Alantir rolled 3 using 1d8. Damage, arrow 1.
02:21, Today: Senuviel Alantir rolled 6 using 1d20. To hit with Long Bow. Arrow 2. THAC0 17.
02:21, Today: Senuviel Alantir rolled 11 using 1d20. To hit with Long Bow. Arrow 1. THAC0 17.

 He turns his bow on the creatures on the ground.......
23:30, Today: Kree Quickshadow rolled 3 using 1d8. 2nd dam.
23:30, Today: Kree Quickshadow rolled 8 using 1d8. 1st dam.
23:30, Today: Kree Quickshadow rolled 14 using 1d20+4. 2nd bow attack.
23:30, Today: Kree Quickshadow rolled 12 using 1d20+4. 1st bow attack


......Bruga! try the lantern on them!

Khorden brings his blade to bear, letting his frustrations with the place power his stroke.

08:15, Today: Khorden Stonegrip rolled 19 using 1d20+3. Attack with Short Sword.   Hits AC 1
08:16, Today: Khorden Stonegrip rolled 5 using 1d8+4. Damage.

Bruga readies his daggers in his hands (underhand grip) and peeks around the door..
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In reply to Bruga Honeyfinder (msg #203):

Sorry Bruga, the Lantern is in the other room so you may choose another action this round.

OOC - Again arrows are 1-6 for damage so please explain 1-8 for damage to me.

One Kobold staggers but does not fall from Senuveils arrow while the arrows shot bu Kree slice through and kill the first Kobold and the one right behind it with the other arrow.

OOC - Arrow shots are 2/round so you shot one in the beginning and one at the end of the round so I accounted for you targeting one then another in range if you happen to kill the first, which you did Kree.

Lhorden cleanly kills the Kobold he struck.

there are 7 left, one is wounded.  Everyone roll initiatives for this round as the Kobolds are attacking you all with short swords.

there is one on each of you except 2 on the Dwarves. the wounded one is after Bruga.

Init Kobolds = 10
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18:57, Today: Kree Quickshadow rolled 8 using 1d8. 2nd dam.
18:57, Today: Kree Quickshadow rolled 7 using 1d8. 1st dam.
18:57, Today: Kree Quickshadow rolled 15 using 1d20+4. 2nd bow.
18:57, Today: Kree Quickshadow rolled 9 using 1d20+4. 1st bow.
18:59, Today: Kree Quickshadow rolled 7 using 1d10. inta.

((OOC: used the d8..if its wrong take off what damage you think you should, i will ajust mt CS))

  Turning quickly as the Kolbods move, he will fire at the nearest ones ,

Acting as soon after as Kree, Senuviel release more of his arrows, the first hits against the wall again, but the second hits its target, inflicting a good amount of damage to the little monster.

OOC: 00:11, Today: Senuviel Alantir rolled 8 using 1d8. Damage arrow 2.
00:10, Today: Senuviel Alantir rolled 14 using 1d20. To hit arrow 2. THAC0 16.
00:10, Today: Senuviel Alantir rolled 6 using 1d20. To hit arrow 1. THAC0 16.
00:09, Today: Senuviel Alantir rolled 9 using 1d10+8. Initiative.

Seeing that two of the curs have set themselves upon him, Khorden is quite willing to accommodate them as he brings his blade to bear....

14:57, Today: Khorden Stonegrip rolled 10 using 1d10+5. Initiative.
14:57, Today: Khorden Stonegrip rolled 11 using 1d10+5. Initiative.
14:57, Today: Khorden Stonegrip rolled 19 using 1d20+3. Attack 1 with Sword.  Hits AC 1
14:58, Today: Khorden Stonegrip rolled 12 using 1d8+4. Damage 1.
14:57, Today: Khorden Stonegrip rolled 16 using 1d20+3. Attack 2 with Sword.   Hits AC 4
14:58, Today: Khorden Stonegrip rolled 5 using 1d8+4. Damage 2.

OOC:  Not sure how I rolled two Initiatives, but I went with the least favorable.

In reply to Khorden Stonegrip (msg #207):

Groddam takes a mighty swing at the first Kobold and ..


18:56, Today: Clair Brandywhine, on behalf of Groddam AxeHandle, rolled 21 using 1d20+1. to hit axe.
18:53, Today: Clair Brandywhine, on behalf of Groddam AxeHandle, rolled 2 using 1d10. Initiative.

Slices him in two, turns to face the next Kolbold with an evil Grin.

In reply to Khorden Stonegrip (msg #207):

Khorden, No problem with winning init.  Though you can only swing at one at a time per round so no matter what you hit and killed one.

You each kill one kobold before they could attack (awaiting Brugas swing). Khorden and Groddam have one left who mightily swing at them.  (If Bruga does not kill his that Kobold gets a hack at him).

After some dice rolling issues, the Kobolds all miss, including Bruga (in case he misses)

Next turn you have the two Kobolds left on each Dwarf (with the possibility of one still on Bruga, [1 hp left])

No new blood or Kobolds have dropped from the ceiling.  Nothing else in the room has changed, yet :)

Dm hint, if you shoot an arrow at an enemy also fighting one of your own and you miss, you may have a chance of hitting your own group member (i.e. The two on the Dwarves or Bruga's one).
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Bruga tries to defend himself by attacking...the kobold appears to have chosen his adversary wisely.

  Kree looks over the attackers, he will draw his blade and Move to Help Bruga, but  will switch as he attacks, if Bruga brings his down.

In reply to Kree Quickshadow (msg #211):

Your swings on the three remaining Kobolds
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In reply to Clair Brandywhine (msg #212):

Groddam swings mightaly but to no avail, he missed the little bugger.

0:03, Today: Kree Quickshadow rolled 4 using 1d8. 3rd dam.
20:02, Today: Kree Quickshadow rolled 4 using 1d8. 2nd  dam.
20:02, Today: Kree Quickshadow rolled 2 using 1d8. 1st dam.
20:02, Today: Kree Quickshadow rolled 14 using 1d20+1. 3rd  sword attack.
20:02, Today: Kree Quickshadow rolled 3 using 1d20+1. 2nd  sword attack.
20:02, Today: Kree Quickshadow rolled 13 using 1d20+1. 1st sword attack.

 Yhe  elf  tries to aid his comrades, slashing at the  foes.....

In reply to Kree Quickshadow (msg #214):

OOC - um Kree, did not mean that literally swinging at all three.  You can attack one each round unless you are dual wielding and have a high Dex (18). :)

Taking your first swing you killed the one on Bruga.

still have the 2 on the Dwarves and Groddam missed.  Senuveil and Khorden, your try's.

Senuviel switches weapons and swings at the nearest creature.

OOC: 10:25, Today: Senuviel Alantir rolled 6 using 1d8+1. Damage with Long Sword.
10:25, Today: Senuviel Alantir rolled 13 using 1d20. To hit with Long Sword. THAC0 19.

Bruga does a double take, for his double failure was a success, in a way. When the kobold evaded his attempts, it set itself up for Kree. With that thought firmly in mind, he essays another attempt. To others, however, it seems he's practicing against the air.

Khorden attacks again, proving far less effective this time around....

13:59, Today: Khorden Stonegrip rolled 10 using 1d20+3. Attack with Sword.   Hits AC 10
14:00, Today: Khorden Stonegrip rolled 8 using 1d8+4. Damage.

In reply to Khorden Stonegrip (msg #218):

Senuveil hits and kills the Kobold on Groddam but Khorden misses the one on him.  The Kobold obliges Khorden and misses back.

Realizing that he is out numbered and about to die, the Kobold throws down his weapon and cowers on the ground with his hands over his head calling out in broken common, no dead, me, no me

Kree moves up close to the Kolbold,alright creature...tell us what is going on here..and you live...

In reply to Kree Quickshadow (msg #220):

The Kobolds starts to blubber Free me, me free me, run away me, looks about wild eyed and totally frightened at the Dwarves then cowers again with one last look at Kree, no dead me, help

  Kree looks back at his comrades, then says in a stone cold voice.. you help...if not, I will let the dwarves eat you...

In reply to Kree Quickshadow (msg #222):

Looking at Kree, the Kobold shows some relief at first but then the mention of the Dwarves makes him quiver again.

He finishes quivering and tries to pull himself together, stands up, weekly smiles.

And in plain common, So you have my thanks for setting me free.  I grant you one favor (not a wish) as he disappears in thin air becoming vapor you hear him say speak it aloud in this room and I will grant your favor for I keep my promises chuckles.  ho ho ho :)

The mirror shimmers then the room is silent.  The statue goes cold to the touch.

OOC - Merry Christmas to all and all a good night.  A DM holiday tradition my way, speak the favor you ask and the Kobold spirit you did not kill will grant it.  It is not a wish nor a limited wish but close.

OOC DM gift 2, you asked why is all this magic was left here for you to take, think, the magic you have uncovered so far, what can you possibly take out of the rooms and use outside this area .... my count is the three potions, not counting the favor.  And you have 3 doors checked, one opened then closed room (dead Goseric and unknown assailant in it) and 5 unopened/checked doors.

Khorden grumps, not liking the turn of events.  "I don't know what that little runt meant by a favor, but I don't want no favors from such a cowardly cur."

In reply to Khorden Stonegrip (msg #224):

OOC - Awaiting others to chime in before continuing :)

  Kree looks at the others, the calls out to the creature...My favor is that you let us know what is behind each and everydoor in this room..so that we might get what can help us, AND...find the way out...

In reply to Kree Quickshadow (msg #226):

OOC Kree, er um, you did say in this room - gasp, you are standing in a room with one door, a statue and a mirrored ceiling and there is no other doors but the one you came in :)

You can hear a Goblin giggle and a Kobold sigh form the mirror though no mouths move.

You here the Kobolds voice say - Favor, there is one way out of THIS room that leads to another larger room but the hidden door in THIS room has a small item that MAY be of use to you BUT THAT is not the way out.

OOC Sorry Kree, you did say this room DM chuckle :)

  Kree will begin to search the room for the hidden door.

OOC:for some reason, I thought we walked back out. I was going by your tally of the doors and such, as if we were standing out loooking at them..that's the way it goes.
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Senuviel stands his ground, an arrow knocked while his comrades search for the hidden passage.

Sorry Kree, so far I see I had you all in the room, see post below - Once in the room ...

not a problem...my fault..the  whole "becareful if you assume!"

In reply to Clair Brandywhine (msg #230):

After some searching, you find what appears to be an out line of a door in the wall next to the door you came in to this room.

Though you all think this door will make it's way back out to the main room Bruga attempts to do his best to check it and open it ....

Bruga, the usual rolls please :)  If you just want to check it and let someone else deal with the rest let me know too.


You hear a Goblin chuckle again, you think it came from the mirror.

In reply to Clair Brandywhine (msg #232):

Dang Goblins and there chuckling, Groddam will move under the mirror and ready his Axe Just in case something else wants to play

  Kree looks  at the Mirror  and nods with a dark look. then waits for Bruga  to see about getting the door open.

Ha, no problem, I probably would have made the same mistake - Err I actually almost did as your DM, made me chuckle.  No problems though, remember, I have not given you all the New Years DM "gift", yet :)  You got to love holiday's.

OOC:  ::grins:: not a problem. sorta like it in a way...if it were "real" and he scrfewed up..then he screwed up...makes one pay just a wee bit more attention!

Khorden, still obviously grumpy over the whole shabby affair, has his axe at the ready and an inclination to use it.

In reply to Khorden Stonegrip (msg #237):

Bruga sets about and tries to figure out the door, wiggles his tools around the door edge, listens, smells and feels about the door.  Jiggles the area where a key hole should be.  Backs up, shrugs and tries to open the door.

Nothing happens, at first then a Goblin giggles from the mirror and the door slides back 2 inches and slides inside the wall.

Bruga leans back into the cubby hole the door made and ... tumbles in disappearing from site!!

  Kree frowns, and says to his  comrades,if we can't get him back, we smash all the mirriors..and kill every gobling that drops into sight...

  he motions  for Snare to come over  as he kneels at the opening,Bruga?

In reply to Kree Quickshadow (msg #239):

Kree kneels and calls out Brugas name and wobbles and flails his arms as he falls in.  Snare stared to go near Kree but backed away right before Kree fell in.

Senuviel grimaces. I wouldn't be worry with Bruga disappearances but now our dear Ranger decided to adopt the same taste for it. Says the elf as he turns to the dwarves. Be doubly careful, there are still some goblins about.

In reply to Senuviel Alantir (msg #241):

Are, looks like that hole in the wall is hungry, what say toss a rope at it an see what happens, hate to have to face all the Goblins chuckle alone with Khorden, giving Khorden that Dwarven look of combat glee when about to fight a common foe.

hefting his weapon I got the room covered you figure out the door

While the others talk, Khorden retrieves a supple bit of rope from his pack and starts looking for an appropriate place to tie it off.  Of course, he should be more than capable anchoring it himself, but the way this excursion was going, he figured a little extra precaution was preferable, even if it slowed his responsiveness.

In reply to Khorden Stonegrip (msg #243):

You can anchor the rope around the statue easily.

What are you doing next.  You do not hear anything from inside the hidden door/hole.

In reply to Clair Brandywhine (msg #244):

Khorden, you post is welcome before I can continue :)  Might be life or death or just a crazy rabbit ha ha ha ha.

The rope tied off, Khorden throws in a quick look about himself and ties it off well, then takes the remainder and tries throwing it after Bruga and Kree.

In reply to Khorden Stonegrip (msg #246):

As you see Groddam watch you toss the rope then start toward the door/hole Groddam has a smirk on his face.  You look and see and hear Bruga call out - Go back up! Kree and I are okay except I got a small bite wound. We don't think there's anything worthwhile down here except maybe for a box I found.

I shall assume you stop and back up giving way for the two down below to climb up.


Kree, unless you stay below you are all in the room again.

Bruga is holding a small box.

What do you all do?
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By listening to Bruga, Senuviel sighs in relief. Send them the rope good dwarf and let´s see what this new box has to offer.

Thank you.

Bruga checks for any traps and disarms any if found. He attempts to unlock any locks without success.

13:19, Today: Bruga Honeyfinder rolled 97 using 2d100 with rolls of 23,74. Check for Traps, Open any Locks.

  Kree looks at the hole,Nothing down there , used to be a starage place...and..well they have one less rat.

 Kree looks up at the mirrors to see if the goblins   are still there.

In reply to Kree Quickshadow (msg #250):

Kree, how close did you get to that hole once every body was out???

The box Explodes when Bruga opens it, yup, explodes.  Confetti splashes Bruga in the face and covers the floor (no damage Bruga though you are blinded for a moment and yes, confetti) Bruga once you can see again, you are left holding a pair of fine looking shiny new Bracers with wavy engravings like if you were looking at a picture of ocean waves.

Bruga What do you do?  Put them on, throw them in the kubby hole, give them to someone else?

In the mean time ...

You hear the Goblin from the mirror cry out, foul, oh the horror, foul, the beast has been let out of the room!!!!  And a tear drop falls to the floor from the Goblin.

  he would have walked out, and began to case the room...as the Goblin cried out, Kree fits  another  arrow in to his Bow  and takes  aim at the Goblin...

In reply to Kree Quickshadow (msg #252):

Do you shoot the arrow at the Goblin????

In reply to Clair Brandywhine (msg #253):

Looks to Kree with his Bow readied Groddam Grumbles, Oh drats here we go again and shifts his weight with is Battle Axe ready for another fight.

Just remember  what  happened  last time...and how it  treated us...Payback comes sooner then one thinks...

 He sights down the shaft  at centermass of the Goblin.

Wait a minute! How about we politely ask this gentleperson to tell us more?

  Kree's  right eyebrow  raises..just a bit. Go ahead..but i am at the end of my tether...ask..if i fail to find anything helpful, i will make  ammends  for my last mistake...

Gentleperson, I see a tear fall. I regret any untwoard distress I have caused you. I also heard you exclaim. foul, oh the horror, foul, the beast has been let out of the room!!!! I do not understand. Will you please tell me more?

Senuviel sneers as he looks at his comrade ranger. Taking into account the nature of goblins, I daresay the beast it claims to be released could be a Paladin or a cleric. Senuviel then grimaces cinically.

 Aye...and considering it has taken advantage of us once? It is now time to balence the scales...with some interest...

In reply to Kree Quickshadow (msg #260):

From out the main door to this room back into the bigger room you all started from, you hear a rather large growl.  Kinda puts shivers and goosebumps all over you all.

The tear drop has turned into a potion bottle.

You hear nothing else form within this room.

DM hint, you have 3 potions from your first room, Kree has some lens thingy, Bruga holds Bracers and now this potion.

<DarkGreen>SNARE!...to me...everyone  but me and Snare..flank the door so the thing  cannot see you...once  they are there.DarkGreen>.Kree will move slowly up to the Door, to see what is out there..his bow ready...</

Bruga says Thank you.

Obediently, Bruga moves to flank the door at some distance with the potion in his pocket. Along the way, he shrugs and puts on the bracers.

In reply to Bruga Honeyfinder (msg #263):

Grunting Groddam move one step to the left and behind Kree, hrumph, got you back, make you shots then let me handle it with a wicked grin.

  Kree starts to BAck up and turns  saying in  a stern , but grim Voice..attack it from the sides when it comes after me.....he'll run to the  middle of the  room and draw his bow back....

In reply to Kree Quickshadow (msg #265):

From the main door that Kree retreated from a rather large hand and arm stick into the room, Groddam shrieks OGRE!!! and charges.

The hand grasps the door and closes the door right as a charging Graddom slams his battle axe into the closed door.

You hear Ogre laughter, Stringy Elf, sour tasting Dwarf Oh come out come out and get me, If you dare Har Har Har

  Kree steps up to the  middle of the room..Quickly...amke  for the tunnel...we'll get out of here witht he food  and  the gold! he says this  loud enough to be heard through the door....

Bruga emits a high-pitched, loud insane giggle...and keeps it up. His face, however, is calm.

Senuviel remains silent, his bow at ready, however. His keen mind analysing the situation coldly.

In reply to Senuviel Alantir (msg #269):

You hear what sounds like heavy feet shuffling about, More then one set of feet to be exact dragging something heavy.

Nothing tries to open your door, yet.

  Turningot Vry=uga he says softly,any other  way out  down there? i didn't go the whole way into your room?

In reply to Kree Quickshadow (msg #271):

DM Note: Neither of you tired to heavy search for secret doors and all but only did a normal search.  The Rat holes opened up the two rooms via a thick hallway.  When you got to close to the hidden door/hole you got sucked down into it (kubby holes).  Two of you got sucked in.

  Kree points to the door  for someone to  keep watch, as he begins  to search the rest of the room , for another way out.

Senuviel nods at Kree and keeps watch on the door. Bow at ready.

In reply to Senuviel Alantir (msg #274):

Nothing still does not come through the door though the dragging sound has stopped

 he frowns once more, then says,someone grab the doors  and  get ready to open them, when they open, Senuviel and i wioll fire at the Ogre, Bruga?  YOu stand back  and  try to see what  else is out there.

Bruga, now silent, gets in position to look out the door, but he does so lying prone.

Khorden moves to the front, ready to have the doors opened.  Kree and Senuviel should have no problem firing over his head and Khorden would be there to hold the line.  Bows were fine weapons until you've got an enemy close at hand.

Sword at the ready, he nods to whomever has door warden duty.

In reply to Khorden Stonegrip (msg #278):

Groddam moves next to khorden Let's open this door and beat on some ogre

In reply to Groddam AxeHandle (msg #279):

You open the door and you see that ogre sitting on a chair on the middle of the large main room just grinning.  Coms n Getz me shorty hairy guys. And sticks out his tonge  besid him is a massive club

Actions?

Bruga gets up, brushes himself off, and goes to the doorway. "Pardon me for lying down on the job. I see you have a sense of humor, so perhaps this pleasantry will amuse you. Do you why the ogre crossed the road single-handed?

[15 blank lines suppressed]

"No?

[19 blank lines suppressed]

"To get to the second-hand shop! Did you like that? I have several more for your delectation."

Senuviel is surprised by the halfling's sudden reaction. The elf glances at Kree. Shall I shoot? Sure there's a trap waiting for us at the other side of the door. The ogre seems too confident.

  Kree nods,shoot...if he comes  in here  after  us, we can break the galss and have the Goblins fight it as well...

 So saying  he takes an extra  bit of  care to try to shoot the think in the throat.

14:23, Today: Kree Quickshadow rolled 4 using 1d8. 2nd dam.
14:23, Today: Kree Quickshadow rolled 7 using 1d8. 1st dam.
14:23, Today: Kree Quickshadow rolled 5 using 1d20. 1st dam.( wrong dice)
14:23, Today: Kree Quickshadow rolled 20 using 1d20. 2nd bow attack.
14:22, Today: Kree Quickshadow rolled 6 using 1d20. Bow attack.
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Senuviel nods at Kree and lets his missile fly. His first arrow misses, since the elf is worried about not hitting his halfling friend. The second missile though hits right on target.

OOC: 12:39, Today: Senuviel Alantir rolled 9 using 1d20. To Hit with Long Bow. THAC0 17.
          12:39, Today: Senuviel Alantir rolled 20 using 1d20. To Hit with Long Bow. THAC0 17. Arrow 2.
          12:39, Today: Senuviel Alantir rolled 7 using 1d8. Damage Arrow 2.

In reply to Senuviel Alantir (msg #284):

The Ogre looks at Bruga for a moment Grins then the first two arrows are shot and miss or actually hit an invisible barrier right in front of the grinning Ogre but the next two shots (DM gasp, 2 natural 20's) nail the Ogre, slicing through his neck and upper body.

The Ogre drops dead with that silly grin still on his face.

You hear a gasp (not the DM's this time) and a door slam shut behindish the Ogre.

  Kree  smiles  at Senuviel and gives him a whack on the shoulder,..best they not mess with elven archer...aye? he nods to the  Orge,Let us go...see who else  out there  wants to die....

  He nocks  another  arrow, as he readies to step out into the room,Khorden .... Take the head  from the Ogre...make sure  it does not get back up, everyone elese? look for what else here needs to die...they think it a game to keep us in here? Its time we started making them pay.

In reply to Kree Quickshadow (msg #286):

I am with ya Khorden.  Groddam moves out with Khorden, keeping an eye out for any adversaries that may be foolish enough to stay and fight.

Let's check that Ogre for anything valuable and move on.  I hate being in the center exposed if there be trouble a brewing.

Senuviel nods at Kree's comment. Aye, my friend. No foul creature can endure elven arrows. The warrior/mage then nocks another arrow to his bow.

Too bad in a way; I think he liked my joke. I wonder if he was enspelled. Ah, well, onward?

Bruga goes over to the door that slammed to listen, to check for traps, and to check for locks and undo the lock i necessary.

I find no traps or locks, and I hear nothing. Shall I open the door?

  Kree holds his hand up tp Bruga,Wait until our  dwarven frioends  shorten the Ogre  , by a head...Then we toss the head into the room with the Goblins..Then...we shall open the door.

In reply to Kree Quickshadow (msg #291):

Looking at Kree, really, do you want to do such a thing?  I can understand taking the head off in case of some ill about the dead Ogre but tossing it into that room?  I think I will not do such a thing.  You may but not I.

  Tehn lop the head, and i will toss it in, Elens  have always been known for sterner stomaches then Dwarves...why yoou fear to do such to an Ogre? I have no idea, and I have my reasons  for what we do with the head...  his eyes  keep moving to make certain nothing else is waiting to attach, while the Dwarves us thier  strenght  to take the head.

In reply to Kree Quickshadow (msg #293):

Grumbling about touchy Elves, talking mirror goblins and Kobolds and just want to bash in some orc heads Groddam takes the head off the Ogre jumping back when done to make sure nothing else happens then turns to Kree.

Ok, it is truly dead and not possessed.  I wash my hands of it at this point.

Walks over to Khorden, might be more interested in what is behind that deadly door Goseric found then tossing dead Ogre heads about.

  Kree Nods to Senuviel to watch the other  door  with the others, while he walks the ehad  back to the Goblin room, And tosses it in,..Food  for thought...never  cross an elf, who has done you a kindness....You will find the return payment...not..to your liking...

    He shuts the Goblin door, vowing to return and smash the mirros to bits, until there isn't one goblin left standing.Well now...the Goblin, and the King...let us see who else wishes on the list...OPen the door when you are  ready...  he draws his bow  back and aims  at the door, waiting to see what will come next.

In reply to Kree Quickshadow (msg #295):

Groddam shakes his head, looks to Bruga, go ahead open it if you dare.  I am ready.

I don't dare not; what else is there to do?

Bruga turns the knob, eases the door past the latch, releases the knob, and (with a sideways move) kicks the door open. He withdraws his leg and is positioned with his back to the wall in the main room next to the doorway.

In reply to Bruga Honeyfinder (msg #297):

The door opens to the room Goseric died in.

What you see is sort of fresh blood on the floor and drag marks where bodies were dragged down a corridor on the other side of the room.  Nothing else is evident in the room other then a fresh cinnamon smell.  No Goseric body nor his killers body.



OOC - To keep you updated on the stuff you got so far from the three/four rooms you gave been in:

The room Goseric dies in
The gear you got from Goseric:
Shield
Splint mail (+1) Goseric size :)
hemp rope 25'
Backpack
Hooded lantern
Osk's Bag of Component Holding; [separates items and allows them to remain alive for 90 days]
Mace, Footman's
Sling
25 bullets

The unknown assailant:
Dagger, Short Sword and a piece of paper tucked in his sparse cloths.


First room encountered:
You got 3 potion bottles.


Last room encountered:
Kree has a lens that looks like a magnifying glass and Bruga put on the bracers from the box.
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  Kree looks  around and asks ( if does not have it) for the paper that the killer  had, he opens it up to see if it says anything worth while, or..perhaps...a map?

  After looking at the paper ( depending  on if it  is of any help) He says,Take  what the cleric has left behind, if you can use it...it  will balence out , him and the other  one going to the City watch, the way he did...Then..we move to the next door , that we have not  tried...Unless..we want to take a look in this room>= , that Gosric  died in?

Since we are already here, let´s take a look at it. Says Senuviel in a distracted manner.

In reply to Senuviel Alantir (msg #300):

The piece of paper reads: follow the path, let none continue, your reward is your freedom, you will find them at the end of the line, wait for the she devil to leave then act.  It has a rough map that looks like it lead into/out of here via that corridor and has these markings and this saying

NW 10M FrEe MAge LEarn

Rats in error slaving the fires this star cook now the cheese wagon wheel to die.
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Unsure  about the meanings  of thiese ramblings...check for hidden doors in here as well...

 Kree wills earch as well, have at least one of the dwarves watch the door as they search.

In reply to Kree Quickshadow (msg #302):

No hidden doors.  Nothing in this room.  There is a Cinnamon smell you now detect down that corridor and it looks like the corridor goes on and on (or as far as your light source will go).

Assume going down the corridor.  You detect no traps, no secret doors, nothing but about 120' down the corridor you see a door, heavy oak bond with metal plating.

There is is a rug/mat at the foot of the door.

What do you do?  you have not inspected the rug/mat or door just up to it.

In reply to Clair Brandywhine (msg #303):

Humf, Bruga, you are the sneaky sneak type, check out that rug.  I bet there is a trap under there.

 Kree shakes his head,Or, perhaps a key...I still think we should just set fire to the whole place. It  would serve them right, for leaving us here.

Senuviel taps Kree on the shoulder. Calm down my vengeful comrade. Let them think we are amusing them in their petty games. We have all the time in the world to unsheath our wrath against thos impostors.

  Kree turns  with a have smile  and nods at Senuviel,Aye...but it is fun to think about.

Khorden sniffs loudly at Senuviel's consul.  "There's no time like now though fer a bit o' fun.  Point th' way an' I'll carve a path with me blade."

Bruga says I better check out the mat. He lies down by it and takes a dagger in each hand. Using them as a pincher, he attempts to move the mat away from the door.

22:43, Today: Bruga Honeyfinder rolled 66 using 1d100. Discovery/Luck.

watching as thier  comrade  works the mat, Kree will look above the Mat was well, in case there  might be something  waiting to fall,

In reply to Kree Quickshadow (msg #311):

As Bruga sweets it out daintily moving the mat - Kree notices a key hole that is about Bruga's height.  Kree nor anyone else sees anything else about the door or the area by the mat.

Bruga now has a mat 3x4, a little dirty from use.  Nothing under the mat nor any holes or traps and such around the door.

But

As Bruga scoots/rolls the mat out of the way [or tries to stuff it in his backpack :)] a skeleton key drops to the floor.  Yup, upon closer examination, it is a skeleton key made out of bone.

What do you all wish to do now?

Bruga holds the key up and says This is more obvious than a damsel tickling one's ear with her toe.

  Kree looks at Bruga, remind me, not  to hang out  with you at the bars....try the key in that lock...

19:34, Today: Bruga Honeyfinder rolled 128 using 2d100. Check Traps; Listen.

After taking precautions and trying to pen the door, Bruga if necessary tries the key.

In reply to Bruga Honeyfinder (msg #315):

Nope, only the key opens the door.  No traps no surprises just one door open.

On the other side is a short 5' landing with 3 steps leading down into an intersection of curved hallways with another set of steps on the other side leading back up to another landing and a door.

You have what appears to be the underground sewer system running left an right in the curved hallway with another door opposite you.  There is no water in the curved hallways but you can see water line marks maybe a month old (about the last big rain fall you had).

Do you head left down the lower curved hallway
Do you head right down the lower curved hallway
Do you go to the opposite door
Do you ?????



The rough drawn map on the note indicates no door just a straight line and possibly two doors you go through maybe a total of 6 in the drawn line.

  Kree frowns, he walks down to the  bottom of the steps and asks everyone to use thier skills,look and see if you seen any footprints, that show recent passage...if we do not find any, we will try the other door...if  we find footrprints, we make be better served to try and follow them out the sewer ways...

Senuviel nods as he starts his search. we can also search for any secret passages or doors. Says the elf as he carefully search the walls.

Bruga says Wait up a few moments after he stows the key. Then he does a complete (He hopes) check of the area up to all the doors. He tests each door to see if it will open; if necessary, he will attempt to open locks with key or otherwise. He proceeds center, left, right.


You rolled 553 using 12d100 ((32,8,37,89,89,28,55,12,34,80,69,20)).

Open locks is <=45 and remove traps is <=30

In reply to Bruga Honeyfinder (msg #319):

The other door on the other side is not locked nor does anyone find any traps, secret doors or fresh tracks.  There was really old tracks and lots of rodent tracks but nothing else.

Do you go down the tunnel to the left, or right, try the other door or go back?

  Kree points to to other door, Let us try thsat one first...we will always be able to return this  way. if neeeds be..

Bruga goes to the door, listens, and (if there's nothing to report) opens it...keeping the door between him and whatever if possible.

(Regardless of whether there's noise, he doesn't hear anything.)

Senuviel, bow and arrow at ready, takes the rear guard.

Khordan draws his blade and moves in behind Bruga, ready to take the lead oncw the door opened.

In reply to Khorden Stonegrip (msg #324):

It opens into a hallway.  You do not hear much, just dripping water and as a cool breeze flows our form the now opened door you can smell the scent of Cinnamon in the air.  You do see a dimly lit light way  down the hallway.

What do you do?

  Kree looks down thge hall way, Someone saty by this  door, to make sure it doesn't close...Bruga  and I will go  down the hall a few feet, to see what we can see...

  Kree keeps the arrow  nocked  as he nods to Bruga  to go forward.