The Great Southern Forest is one of three 'light' forests, as the townsfolk referred to them.  By light, they mean slightly less evil, from what you can gather.  What exactly that means has yet to play out...and with trepidation, you leave the town of Strange Port, with it's tall, strong walls behind and step beyond the roadway into the forest.

Within a few yards, the forest has completely enveloped you, blocking out all vestiges of the town.  Birds sing and insects chirp, but something about them sounds wholly wrong, like a single bad note hidden in an orchestra.  The forest canopy, while thick, fails to stifle the sun from flowing downward and the floor is littered with bushes and flowers of all sizes and colors...thankfully as there is very little in the way of thick undergrowth or brush to hinder your progress.

Ondrea stopped on the edge of the woods to try and pick up the trail the goblins took to the village. She guessed they must have also had the some wounded so she looks for brood or the like in the grass or spread on the leaves of the foliage. Once they have a trail she will lead the group deeper into the forest with Laz.

In reply to Ondrea Avalor (msg # 2):

"Thank you for stopping!  Why are we in such a hurry anyways?"
Grabbing a bite from his pocket.
"The goblins will still be there if we find them in a day or a week.  We are win their territory, and should proceed with caution, and move very slowly."

In reply to Ondrea Avalor (msg # 2):

Larzander wasn't much of a tracker. He hunted game as a boy, and went with the men of his village to hunt down orcs and such when he was younger but tracking was never his strong suit. The barbarian stood nearby Ondrea as she was searching for tracks keeping a watch on the woods around them while she studied the forest floor.

When Stoney spoke up Larz smiled at him, "We aren't hurrying my friend, you just have shorter legs. I'll walk slower if that suits you." he replied.

"You find anything yet warrioress?" Larz asked Ondrea, looking at her briefly.

In reply to Larzander Gunderzen (msg # 4):

Walking up to Larz, hip to hip.
"You do have longer legs, huh.  I wouldn't have guessed that."
Wiping the brandy, er sweat froths forehead.
"I'll keep up, nothing a tall one can do that I can't do!  Except maybe reach higher things.  Thanks though for the thought of slowing down."
Leaning in closer.
"Maybe slow down for this one"
Pointing with his thumb to Boris.
"He might not be able to keep up, look at his legs.  Built for sitting, and eating, not walking and tracking like us!"

In reply to Stoney Applesmith (msg # 5):

Boris spoke from right behind Stoney (I mean, like right behind him!). "Steady on, mate. I can keep up with you. If yer heart don't give out first! Nice day for a stroll, innit?"</Blue>

Two things were clear: the halfling was very quiet, and exceptionally alert. Morso in the woods away from the town. His eyes darted back and forth, alert for ambushes and danger. <Blue>"Merciful Christ protect us. There's something not right about these woods, as God is my witness.

"I think I left my mule up this trail a little further."

The goblins, and their partners, seemed to either be completely stupid or absolutely fearless as they left a trail that a blind man could follow.  Broken branches, trampled flowers and blood were all easily visible heading off deeper into the forest bearing N by NE.

In reply to Laz Ondrea points to the swathe of trampled grass and other detritus littering the forest floor. "I think we my have surprise on our side it looks as if they did not expect anyone from the village to follow them."

She gripped the haft of her hammer with both hands as she continues further into the woods.

-

In reply to Ondrea Avalor (msg # 8):

"Could be that they don't think anyone in the village is crazy enough to follow them." Larz responded. "I do believe they were mistaken." he added smiling at his own joke.

The tracks lead you further and further into the dark, cool interior of the forest; the pungent aroma of earth and decay soaking into your skin.  Large, old growth trees, perhaps several hundred or even thousands of years old begin to dot the landscape.  Vines as thick as an arm encircle limps and trunks, reaching upward into the canopy.  Distant sounds of wildlife, both benign and concerning, echo through air.  After several hours, the ground begins to soften and becomes noticeably moist.  Before long, much like the tracks you are following, your feet begin making deeper and deeper impressions into the black, fertile soil.  The trees are beginning to thin out somewhat and soon you find hollowed out, long dead trunks still standing.

In reply to The Powers That Be (msg # 10):

This was an easy walk for Boris. He wasn't sure how the others were getting on! Boris settled his pack a little more comfortably and soldiered on. The Halfling looked alert and comfortable in the deep forest.

"Huh. This looks a little familiar, but no sign of my mule. Her remains should be around here somewhere. I had to leave her behind as a legion of bloody Saracens were chasing us. Pity. I would have thought they'd have butchered her remains and stolen my goods but at least there would be a carcass. Unless they brought the entire mule back with them to their foul campsite?

"And I don't know what to make of these dead trees, with their hollowed-out trunks. Insects? The Saracens? Other fell woodland beasts?"

Boris peered into a tree trunk, trying to discern what might have caused these old injuries and killed the forest giants!

In reply to Boris Underhill (msg # 11):

Stoney is laboring along.  Maybe too much drink, maybe too much time behind books, studying.  (Probably the first)
It's all he can do, to lift his little lefts up, and forward with each step, sweat dripping froths brown.
"Are we almost there yet?"
  He says in normal volume, forgetting that they are trying to surprise the enemy.

Ondrea looks at the quickly moistening surrounds and says "Well Stoney I believe our journey is about to take a turn for the worse as I think we are on the edge of a swamp."

She looks to get some height and make use of the surrounding dead wood to do so if it looks to be able to take her weight. Otherwise she looks for the signs of a camp, smoke in the air or in the distance.

The trees appeared to have simply drowned due to the moisture content in the soil as you can find no evidence of fire, insect or any other natural/unnatural cause of death.  Finding one with enough strength to support your weight is rather simple as many are still freshly dead and have not been completely hollowed out by insects and weather.  Climbing up several yards, you can see that indeed you have entered a swamp or bog area but that you are still along the outer ring.  Aside from where the swamp must be (as the area in question is lacking in forest canopy), you see no other signs indicating life or movement.

In reply to The Powers That Be (msg # 14):

Being the heaviest of the group the barbarian was finding it harder to walk as his boots kept sinking deeper into the mud as he walked. "I hope they don't go too much farther into this swamp or I'm liable to get stuck completely." he said cursing as he almost fell face first in the mud.

In reply to Larzander Gunderzen (msg # 15):

"These goblins always have a knack at finding the most difficult place to call home so perhaps we are close ?" She forges a head following the trails while stopping to look a head every now and again.

In reply to Ondrea Avalor (msg # 16):

The presence of water and fens seemed to explain the dead trees. Boris drew his sword. "Let's look for some kind of high ground? I imagine that not even goblins like to sleep in the mud."

As your march becomes steadily slower, you finally reach a point where the tracks diverge.  One set runs off sharply towards the east and the other set, while still running north, starts curving towards the west.

In reply to The Powers That Be (msg # 18):

Ondrea crotches down to look at the tracks to see if she can find the newer set. "Well looks as if we could have two camps working together perhaps, either way which path should we take ?"
Rising she puts a hand above her eyes as she again looks for smoke in the distance.

In reply to Ondrea Avalor (msg # 19):

"I vote for which ever way takes us out of this bloody mud." Larz said in response to Ondrea

In reply to Larzander Gunderzen (msg # 20):

"I need a break!"
Stopping on a semi-solid log Stoney empties out his show.  Nothing but water and sludge pours out.
"This is no place to live, even for goblins!"
Taking a long sip of wine.
"Just let my feet dry out for a few minutes!"

In reply to Larzander Gunderzen (msg # 20):

"Northwest then ?" She did not know if it would get them out of the mud, but a least they still had a trail to follow.

-

In reply to Ondrea Avalor (msg # 22):

Boris looked at the brackish water, then down at his feet and frowned.

"Agreed. Northwest."

Turning towards the NW you trudge onward through the sludge.  The trail seems to be trying to skirt around the edge of the swamp but it would seem that this particular area of land may perhaps shift like the tides; several times the tracks turn into chaos where someone/thing fell into thicker mud followed by a sharp turn further westward.  Somewhere around midday, thick, dark clouds began rolling in from the south.  The shade was a welcome relief from the heat and humidity of the swamp but it also brought with it hordes of biting insects.  Striking at you mercilessly there is little you can do until the sky opens...one way or the other.  Eventually, the land begins to rise slightly and the soil becomes firmer and firmer.  Before long, the vast swaths of flying monstrosities have vanished, leaving you calmer but itchy.  Distant rumblings in the clouds, once mere echos, begin to draw closer.  Thankfully, in the distance, you can see a sharp rise in the land and the thick darkness of the forest once again.

Once they on on harder ground again Ondrea stops to look at the trail again. Before long she is ready to move off as she says "They have come a long way on their own to attack the village. Does anyone else find that strange ?"

-

In reply to Ondrea Avalor (msg # 25):

At some point Boris sheathed his sword. He did keep his sling in hand and a bullet ready to let fly.

"Yes they did. If I had to guess, maybe it's because there are no towns around here?

"Or else we chose the path they took from wherever they came from before? And the other path lead to their camp?"

He wiped his forehead, taking a swig of water from a belt flask.

"We can continue on. We can make camp now before the storm strikes. Or we can backtrack and hope the other tracks are still there."

In reply to Boris Underhill (msg # 26):

"Camp?  My feet are ready for a break!"
Taking a drink of brandy.
"I think the goblins will stile there in the morning, as long as we can track them."

In reply to Stoney Applesmith (msg # 27):

"Let's get busy making a shelter, we can find enough branches and such to build a lean-to. Unless someone thought enough to being a tent.." the barbarian said grinning.

Scrambling into the treeline just as the rain begins, you find some shelter in the canopy but it's still not great.  Within no time, however, you are able to locate enough branches, saplings, and brush to make yourself a decent shelter against a large rock formation.  As the wind begins to increase you can hear the trees creaking to and fro.  With your shelter complete, you settle in just as the sky opens and begins soaking the land around you.

Ondrea helps with the shelter and once they are finished she asks "Should we risk a fire ?"

In reply to Ondrea Avalor (msg # 30):

Boris nodded. "For the love of Christ, yes! I don't think there will be any smoke. Let's get what dry wood we can, while we can!"

He began gathering deadwood and wrapping it in his cloak to keep it dry.

In reply to Boris Underhill (msg # 31):

Doing what he can around camp, then settling in and quietly going over a multitude of prayers in his mind.  Of course while sipping on his wine.
In between prayers, sparks conversations.
"How much further do you think?  It IS a long way to march, Boris where did you say they picked up your trail, and started chasing you?"

In reply to Boris Underhill (msg # 31):

"Grab the small dry branches from the trees that haven't got wet yet. The ones up under the canopy of the tree. They will be the driest, and will be the easiest to start alight." the barbarian replied to Boris' comment.

"It doesn't take a big fire to make warmth, and the rains will cover most of the smoke making it harder for anyone to locate us." he added as he went to gather kindling and dry wood for the fire.

When he returned he knelt in the shelter, placing the wood to the side of the stone. Then he built a small fire up against the rock so the smoke could escape but the heat of the fire was reflected back into the shelter. Then he settled with his back against a tree and took out some jerky and cheese.

"Anyone else want some?" he asked offering it around the circle.

"We need to set watch." he added taking a bite of dried meat. "Doesn't matter to me which watch I'm on. I know Stoney can't function without his beauty rest." he said smiling at the man.

In reply to Larzander Gunderzen (msg # 33):

"I'll take some meat & cheese, please."
Gnawing on the meat.
"You can't keep a face like this pretty without proper rest.
If it is all the same to you, I'll take first watch.  Since I am up anyways."

"I am happy to take one of the middle watches." She helps with collecting the wood for the fire as someone else sets to starting it. She will continue collecting wood until they have enough for most of the night.

-

In reply to Stoney Applesmith (msg # 32):

Boris replied to Stoney, "it's a good question where they picked up my trail. I have a feeling it was the other direction. We haven't found the remains of Bessie, my mule, not even a place where they might have butchered her." He paused, remembering his faithful servant. "All I know is I wasn't running for hours."

He turned to look at the large human. "Thanks, Larz. I'll take final watch. I can make breakfast from my rations and the food in my pack. I have a little bread, cheese, meat. It won't last for long."

Downed wood is plentiful and it would seem this area hasn't seen much rain as the majority of it is rather dry.  Scrambling, you manage to snag enough to start a small fire before it becomes too wet to work with.  The storm rages for what felt like several hours, drowning the area (and visibility) in a waterfall like deluge.  Periodically the sky would tear open with a blinding burst of light followed immediately by a huge, earth-shaking *BOOM*.  Thankfully, an addition of giant fern palms before the storm let loose kept the majority of the rainwater well away from your area and you are able to ride it out in relative comfort.  When it finally subsides and the clouds begin to part, you find that the sun is getting very near to setting beyond the canopy.

In reply to Boris Underhill (msg # 36):

"I'll take last watch." the muscular barbarian said as he pulled the large hunting knife from his boot. He held the knife in his left hand and the hilt of his two-handed sword in his right and laid back and stretched out against the tree he had been leaning on. "Wake me if there's trouble." he added closing his eyes.

In reply to The Powers That Be (msg # 37):

"It's getting late now, innit? Let's doss down for the night.

"If you want last watch, I guess I'll take first then, yeah?"

Boris prepared to sit watch as the sun started to go down, but prayers would come later.

He asked his companions, "now, I think it's possible that something happened to the lovely yet, er, I mean lovely and capable Ondrea, to bring her to this island. Where I come from, women warriors are rare but not unheard of. But it's possible I am no longer in Outremer. We may be on Earth, far across the seas, but that seems even more unlikely. The monks of the Order of the Temple speak of different worlds and planes, of Heaven and Hell, and sometimes one may travel very far indeed by accident, purpose, or by the will of God All-mighty.

"I guess, what I am asking, is are you all natives of this island? Or are you travellers to this realm as well?"

In reply to Boris Underhill (msg # 39):

Larz cracked and eye lid. "I came here by boat. I really don't even know where here is." he said in reply to Boris.

In reply to Boris Underhill (msg # 39):

"I am not sure where we are, but I am supposed to be here.  Nothing is by accident, it is the will of the Gods."
Sipping a quick drink.
"I fell asleep in one land, and woke up in another."
Offering the wineskin to Boris.

In reply to Boris Underhill (msg # 39):

"I think I may have hit my head during my journey as I have very little memories of my previous life, just fragments really. Though this is certainly not my homeland or even close to it, I know that much."

Boris nodded.

"I see. We all seem to be travellers of some sort. And I agree. It is the will of God that we are here, and together.

"We are not quite sure where "here" is. Does this land have a name? Do the lands you come from have names, or at least names you know? I am from the land Outremer. It is separated from Earth and the Holy Land by vast uncrossable oceans, at least according to the monks of the Temple."

Sometimes warriors travelled a lot and therefore knew where they came from, and Stoney seemed to be educated and might therefore also know something about where he was from.

In reply to Boris Underhill (msg # 43):

"I was born and raised in a place called Phlan. I was swinging the smithy hammer ever since I could see over the forge." Larz commented. "My father's people come from the barren wastelands of Northern Mountains known as the Stafangr Peaks in Old Norse, or the Fangs of the Dragon in common tongue."

"I grew bored with staying in one place and set off from home to adventure and make my fortune." he added shaking his head. "Now I'm on this gods forsaken island with no way off." he snickered to himself. "Could be better, could be worse." he said shrugging his large shoulders, before closing his eyes again..

In reply to Larzander Gunderzen (msg # 44):

He hated to bother Larz but Boris persisted.

"My apologies, friend, for keeping you up. I shall only be a moment.

"So nothing odd occurred when you came here? You are here on purpose, you've heard of this place before? And does this island have a name?"

OOC: So I'm assuming you're hunkering down for the night.  Any particular watch order...if any?  I've got Larz down for last so far.

In reply to The Powers That Be (msg # 46):

OOC: Ondrea was one of the middle ones.

In reply to The Powers That Be (msg # 46):

As the sun begins to set, Boris takes first watch.

In reply to Boris Underhill (msg # 48):

"Ill take 2nd watch

The land I spent most of my time, or all of it was called Forgotten Realms."
Taking a sip.
"There is a lot of diversity, different races, religions, Gods, etc.  It is a wondrous place to have been studying my life.  It has sought me that no one God is right or wrong, they are just like us, but with divinity.  We actually have the ability to ascend to their status if they wish, and we could become Gods.  there is a lot more to it, for another time.   for now I want to dry out my clothes, and shoes.  Wet feet is no fun!

In reply to Boris Underhill (msg # 45):

"Didn't say nothing odd happened."Larz replied cracking his eyes open again.

"I took a job as ships Captain's personal body guard. Everything went well for a week or so at sea. Then one night while I am standing guard outside the Captain's quarters a strange fog rolled in. Unknown to me almost the entire crew including the Captain vanished that night without a trace." Larz continued.

"I managed to find a couple of other people still there and alive and we searched the entire ship.5 of us was all that were left aboard. We were adrift in fog so thick we couldn't see 3ft in from of you. We decided to hold up in the Captain's room and wait until morning."

"During the night those winged demons tried to attack and carry us away, but we fought them off." Larz said looking around the camp. " "After a while we'd pretty much given up that we were all gone, when we suddenly found our ship bumping against a dock."


"That's where we found old Stoney here. Passed out on the dock." he said smiling at his friend. "We walked blindly into the fog and found the town and Inn. When we woke next morning the fog was gone, and here we are..."

"Like I said, I have no idea where "here" is. I know I'm on an island, and I know these people needed my help."
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It's closing in on midnight when Boris quietly slides over to Stoney and rouses him for his watch.  Boris immediately lays down where Stoney had been sleeping...no sense in letting a perfectly warmed spot go to waste, and very quickly found his eyes growing heavy.  Stoney found himself a comfortable spot not too far from the small fire and propped himself up so as not to return to slumber.

In reply to The Powers That Be (msg # 51):

Slowly Stoney rubs his eyes, as to make sure he is not dreaming.
Not that close to any of the party, he grabs a piece of debris from the ground, and his hammer, that he next to him.
Quietly as possible he tosses the debris at Boris, to wake him, since he is probably still awake.

08:40, Today: Stoney Applesmith rolled 18 using 1d20.  to wake up Boris.


After a second he leaps to his feet and charges towards the beast.
"WAKE UP!! THERE IS AN UNHOLY SNAKE THING!"
Charging forth, if he catches the beast he will take a big swing.

Hit AC 7??  If hit 5 damage
08:41, Today: Stoney Applesmith rolled 11 using 1d20.  attack with hammer.
08:42, Today: Stoney Applesmith rolled 4 using 1d4. (Forgot +1)

In reply to Stoney Applesmith (msg # 52):

Waking Larzander sprung to his feet and had his two-handed sword at the ready in a split second. His eyes scanned the camp quickly trying to determine why the alarm was raised.

Ondrea rose from her slumber in good order as she grabbed her hammer before standing up. She looks to were Stoney is running and joins him in his attack on the beast.

She stops within striking distance as he fellow companions join her she finds a place within the line and swings her hammer at the creature.

Ondrea Avalor rolled 17 using 1d20+6.  Attack 1.
Ondrea Avalor rolled 12 using 1d20+6.  Attack 2.
Ondrea Avalor rolled 13 using 1d10+10.  Damage - Large creature ?

-

In reply to Stoney Applesmith (msg # 52):

Not understanding exactly what was happening, but understanding they were under attack, Boris did the most useful thing he could think of.

"What is it? What's happening?

Boris started building the fire up, making sure it was blazing and didn't go out!

The abomination before you resembles a bleached-white skeleton of a giant snake, topped by a fanged human skull with constantly whirling, milk-white eyes. While only a portion of its body is upright, the creature could easily be 12' long or more.  The monstrosity stares through you, keeping a constant motion, moving with a macabre grace.

Ondreas' hammer connects squarely with the creature, shattering several of it's rib(?) bones, yet it never ceases its constant swaying.

OOC: I need saving throws vs. spells please

"Foul abomination, I will end you." Putting her body into the swing of her hammer she again connects with the undead snake creature.


Ondrea Avalor rolled 18 using 1d20.  Saving throw vs spells = 12.
Ondrea Avalor rolled 23 using 1d20+6.  Attack.
Ondrea Avalor rolled 13 using 1d10+10.  Damage.

In reply to Ondrea Avalor (msg # 57):


07:40, Today: Stoney Applesmith rolled 14 using 1d20.  save vs spells @ 14.

In reply to The Powers That Be (msg # 56):

Pausing in his building of the fire, Boris grabbed the gold cross hanging around his necj and exclaimed, "Christ protect us! What an abomination!" He knew there were fell creatures about, warped by evil and sin. Luckily for him aside from the odd Saracen or fantastic beast his exposure to such creatures was quite low, but he had been harried by some in his travels. But none as Godless and horrifying as this!

The fire was as good as it was going to get. Unlike most wild creatures, the undead probably wouldn't be held at bay by a fire. Boris drew his sword and angled to get in behind the foe where he could strike without getting in the way of Ondrea, Larz and Stoney.


12:47, Today: Boris Underhill rolled 17 using 1d20+4.  Save vs Spells (13).

In reply to Boris Underhill (msg # 59):
Finally seeing what was going on the barbarian cursed and rushed into battle striking at the snake-like beast. The burly warrior slipped in the mud as he charged in throwing his swing off as he struck nothing but air.

16:40, Today: Larzander Gunderzen rolled 5 using 1d20+2.  Attack snake.
16:38, Today: Larzander Gunderzen rolled 6 using 1d20+4.  save vs spell.

I have rolled this dam dice roller 7 times in the last hour for various things. My highest roll was a 6...Arrrrrgggg!!!
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The combined force of each attack utterly obliterates the creature; as it explodes it sends debris and dust into the air.  Briefly, you all shield your eyes but just as the dust starts to settle, you can already make out the shimmering details of another two monstrosities.

OOC: I need another saving throw vs. spells from each

In reply to The Powers That Be (msg # 61):

"I haven't had much to drink...I thought I saw another one! What are these things?"
Quickly goes through the different tomes in his head to try and recall anything like the snake things.
Hammer spinning around, as he backs up to the fire.



Save vs spells is 14  rolled 2
17:05, Today: Stoney Applesmith rolled 2 using 1d20.  save vs spells .

Ondera raised her hammer above her shoulder ready to strike the other two monsters when she picked them out of the haze.

Ondrea Avalor rolled 5 using 1d20.  Saving throw vs spells = 12. Boris looks like you are it, make you hits count ;).

Ondrea Avalor rolled 16 using 1d20+6.  Attack new creature.
Ondrea Avalor rolled 14 using 1d10+10.  Damage.
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In reply to Ondrea Avalor (msg # 63):

Larzander appeared to be confused by the creatures that were attacking the group. As he swung his sword at the newest threat he did his best just to maintain grip on his weapon..


14:25, Today: Larzander Gunderzen rolled 3 using 1d20+2.  Attack nearest snake creature.
14:24, Today: Larzander Gunderzen rolled 6 using 1d20+4.  save vs spells.

Yeah! rolled a 1 and a 2, that has to be some sort of record...

OOC: Wow...that is some rough rolling

Boris...all three of your compatriots have frozen in place, glazed, vacant expressions washing over their faces.  Any posture of defense is forgotten as they begin to lower their weapons.  Slowly, they start to sway to the same macabre rhythm as the twisted bone creatures.

Ondrea, Stoney, and Larz all stand frozen in place, weaving from side to side, mirroring the strange movements of the creatures.  Seizing the opportunity they silently slither forward towards the group.  One of the them manages to reach Stoney and, rearing back, flies forward and sinks its' teeth into his shoulder.  Before the other can strike, Boris slides around to the side of it and chips several pieces of bone from the creature, bringing its attention fully around to him.  It lashes out at him savagely but he manages to avoid its' bite.

OOC: This round both Ondrea and Larz are now able to move again.  Stoney...you take 3 points of damage from the bite and I need yet another save vs. spells.

Ondrea blinks several times and then sees the bone snake again. She swings her hammer towards it with as much might as she can muster.

Ondrea Avalor rolled 16 using 1d20+6.  Attack previous snake.
 Ondrea Avalor rolled 13 using 1d20+10.  Damage.

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In reply to The Powers That Be (msg # 66):

"Ha! Slither back to your master in Hell, foul demon-creature!

The sword seemed to have caused some damage, a solid strike.

At least one of them seemed to be distracted by him. Shield in one hand he darted in again to slash at the place where the skull joined the neck. This time he wasn't as lucky and the short sword slid off the slick, hard bone.


AC: 5 (Leather plus Shield)
HP: 36/36
Weapon: Short Sword
THAC0/WS/Damage: 18/3/1d6, 1d8.

01:22, Today: Boris Underhill rolled 5 using 1d6.  Damage. (1st Attack)

01:22, Today: Boris Underhill rolled 12 using 1d20.  2nd Strike. (Miss)

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In reply to Boris Underhill (msg # 68):

Being frozen in place angered the barbarian warrior beyond the boiling point.  Letting out his primal battle cry the barbarian went into full beast mode on the nearest snake creature.

09:32, Today: Larzander Gunderzen rolled 10 using 1d20+3.  attack snake.
09:33, Today: Larzander Gunderzen rolled 15 using 3d6+6.  damage 1.

09:32, Today: Larzander Gunderzen rolled 14 using 1d20+3.  second attack.
09:33, Today: Larzander Gunderzen rolled 21 using 3d6+6.  damage 2.

As Boris' blade is deflected off the slick, pearl white bone, Larz snaps to and begins swinging wildly.  In his anger, however, he failed to study his opponent and the creature dances around the enraged warriors' weapon.  Recovering herself, Ondrea spies the second creature just as it strikes poor Stoney.  Her strike is true, sending shards of rib like shrapnel through the air; the creatures back was nearly broken and it released its' grip upon Stoney.  Turning to face Ondrea, it reared up to its full height.  Stoney didn't budge...not a single muscle flinched as the monster withdrew it's gleaming fangs.

Sweeping slightly to the left and moving her leg as well she spring forward and hitting the snake with he hammer's head before bring it back for a second hit. She ends up favoring her right leg as she straightens up again her weapon to the front.

She glances to Stoney quickly to see if there is any movement.


Ondrea Avalor rolled 16 using 1d20+6.  Attack 2.
Ondrea Avalor rolled 16 using 1d20+6.  Attack 1.

Ondrea Avalor rolled 15 using 1d10+10.  Damage 2.
Ondrea Avalor rolled 11 using 1d10+10.  Damage 1.

-

In reply to The Powers That Be (msg # 70):

Moving around, Boris intended to finish off the creature facing Ondrea. Once it was dead, or dead-er, he could drag Stoney out of there. Boris timed his strike with Ondrea's attacks and moved around so that he was hacking at its spine from the rear.

Boris swung his blade up and then around, sword biting into bleached bone!

02:31, Today: Boris Underhill rolled 4 using 1d6.  Damage.
02:30, Today: Boris Underhill rolled 19 using 1d20.  To-hit THAC0 20.

In reply to Boris Underhill (msg # 72):

Seeing the snake creature attack his friend only served to enrage the barbarian further. He screamed out in anger and rushed to strike the thing with his two-handed sword. This time his strike was true, no amount of dancing or magic would allow the serpent to escape Larz wrath.

10:15, Today: Larzander Gunderzen rolled 23 using 1d20+3.  attack skeleton snake.
10:17, Today: Larzander Gunderzen rolled 15 using 3d6+6.  Damage.

About time the barbarian carried his weight!!! Figures a critical hit on a snake...I hate snakes, especially dead ones...

As all three of you strike the bony serpent, it shatters into scores of pieces, sending debris and clouds of dust throughout the tiny enclosure.  The remaining horror slinks back slightly, eyeing the group, and makes a half-hearted lunge at Boris, snapping at the air wildly.  Pulling back, it rears upwards to a height at least a foot taller than the group.  It's hollow, empty eyes seem to gauge who among the group would be next.  Alas, poor Stoney remains silent, frozen in place with the same look of terror and dread that gripped him when first bitten.

In reply to The Powers That Be (msg # 74):

"Take care of the other one, I'll get Stoney out of there!"

Having done his part to destroy the beast threatening Stoney, Boris darted in and grabbed Stoney 1-handed by the tunic and commenced dragging him back behind his comrades. Hopefully out of danger!

In reply to The Powers That Be (msg # 74):

Sure pick on the Gnome.  At least Boris is there to protect me.
"Boris is my saviour!"

Putting her shoulders and waist into it Ondrea makes an up swing at the beast and steps into the action to give her strike even more power. She does not have a chance to thank Boris for his act but mentally does so as she connects with the last monster.

Ondrea Avalor rolled 22 using 1d20+6.  Attack
Ondrea Avalor rolled 19 using 1d10+10.  Damage with correct die.


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In reply to Ondrea Avalor (msg # 77):

Having little time to celebrate his victory, Larzander swung wild at the remaining beast trying his best not to lose the grip on his weapon.


16:08, Today: Larzander Gunderzen rolled 4 using 1d20+3.  attack 1.
16:08, Today: Larzander Gunderzen rolled 10 using 1d20+3.  attack 2.
 figures...damn dice roller, goes from crit to fumble in one roll...

As Boris grabs Stoney, he nearly falls over as Stoney is more like a statue.  His body remains in the same position...arms, legs, fingers...never a muscle flinching as he is pulled away from the battle.

Larz swings for the bleachers but the creature had kept an eye on him and it easily slide to the side.  This move, fortunately, put it directly into the path of Ondreas' attack and the strike lands clean and true.  The creature snaps in two with yet another shower of bone and dust.  Both halves collapse to the ground with the back half no longer moving whatsoever.  The front section, possessing the head, was still moving about but lacked any real mobility and more resembled a floundering fish pulled up on the docks.

Spiting out pieces of dust from her mouth Ondrea raises he hammer again to bring it down on the creatures head as it flopped around on the ground. She gritted her teeth for the hit and shock reverberating along her hammers grip.


Ondrea Avalor rolled 25 using 1d20+6.  Attack.
Ondrea Avalor rolled 19 using 1d10+10.  Damage.

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In reply to The Powers That Be (msg # 79):

"Thank the Lord!" He crossed himself using the religious symbol he carried around his neck. It was of a crucified man, all in gold.

"Is Stoney going to be all right? He seems stiff and paralysed. Like in a trance!"

In reply to Boris Underhill (msg # 81):

Taking a deep breath the barbarian warrior took a few seconds to calm himself. He turned to face Ondrea and smiled. "You fought well." he said before turning to see how Stoney was. Larz walked over and knelt next to his friend.

"He doesn't look well." he commented looking over the man's wounds, and bandaging what he could. "That thing, whatever it was poisoned him by the looks of it. Hopefully the alcohol in his blood has diluted the poison enough it won't be fatal."

OOC: Bound his wounds and try and make Stony as comfortable as possible..

Brushing more bone fragments and dust from her hair Ondrea also spits the dust from her mouth. She then brushes off her clothes before realising something is wrong with their resident priest.
"Perhaps he is merely stunned and will come around in time ? She checks for his heart beat and if he is still breathing."

OOC: I could have sworn I responded to this days ago but I must have been half asleep and forgot to post it....or did it just simply disappear from my feed?  I'm not seeing it but it looks like you guys are responding to it.

In reply to Ondrea Avalor (msg # 83):

Boris looked doubtful. His rigidity seemed to argue against simple shock. Obviously there was some foul magick happening!

"I hope he'll come out of whatever fugue he's in. Not much we can do about it, anyways."

He dragged Stoney back to the fire. "Let's keep him warm. See if he's alive by morning, eh?

"Anyone know what those were? Demons or imps?"

OOC: So, any plans for what is left of your evening?
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In reply to The Powers That Be (msg # 86):

Probably just resume our watch schedule and start off in the morning again if no one has anything to add ?

In reply to The Powers That Be (msg # 86):

Boris plans on staying up with Stoney a bit, see if he snaps out of his fugue. After a point if he doesn't, he'll go back to sleep, trusting in God to heal his friend.

In reply to Boris Underhill (msg # 88):

Stoney plans on just staying still, until the paralysis wears off.

The remainder of the your evening is spent in relative peace...relative as various sounds of unpleasant, large beasts echo in the darkness; some sound as if they were passing within mere inches of your encampment.  Despite this, nothing more appears within your firelight, leaving simply the gleaming bone fragments to remind you of the evening as the first rays of sunlight begin to appear through the forest canopy.

In reply to The Powers That Be (msg # 90):

First moving his fingers, then his hands and so on around his whole body.
"Wow I ache all over, what was that thing?"
Padding around his pack.
"There is it, this will help my muscles."
Takes a long drink from his wineskin.

In reply to Stoney Applesmith (msg # 91):

Ondrea had kept an eye out all night for something else to stumble into their camp so it was at first light that she shrugged off her blanket and started to see to something to eat. Once everyone had eaten she would be ready to continue on the trail.

"Lets us hope that such abominations are a once off."
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In reply to Ondrea Avalor (msg # 92):

Lare nodded at the warrioress' comment." A nice thought, but I suspect that it's just wishful thinking." the barbarian replied, wiping his hands off on his pants, then pulling on his pack and securing his weapons for travel.
" You going to live then? " he asked Stoney smiling at his friend. "That's the only time I've not seen you drinking since I've met you." he added.

In reply to Larzander Gunderzen (msg # 93):

"I was afraid you weren't going to be around to let me drink your wine! Praise the Lord, you seem all right now." Boris deftly snatched the wineskin from Stoney's numb hand and took a swig of his own. "There are medicinal uses for this, apparently!

"Now, we were endlessly tracking someone? Until we run out of island? I think this is the wrong path. Wherever the Saracens were camping, it's not a bloody couple days march from the town. Let's go back, try to pick up the other path, eh? Besides, we might run into more of those demonic bone snakes on this route."
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In reply to Boris Underhill (msg # 94):

Larz looked toward Ondrea at Boris' words. "You make the call, I will follow." he said nodding.

In reply to Larzander Gunderzen (msg # 95):

"Now we have committed so much to this route I am woe to abandon it. Let us walk until lunch and then make the decision ?"

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Boris thought a moment. "That will lose us another day, mind. Let's ask Stoney what he thinks?"

In reply to Boris Underhill (msg # 97):

"Stoney, are you going to be okay to walk?" Larz asked looking at his weakened friend. "What say you? Continue or head back the other way?"

In reply to Larzander Gunderzen (msg # 98):

"Walk?"
Tries jumping up and down to test his abilities.
"A little slow, but I'll manage with the help of my friend."
Takes a long drink from his wineskin.
"Nothing that my friend hasn't gotten me through, yet!"
Wipes his mouth clean.
"Direction?  Did we lose the trail?"

In reply to Stoney Applesmith (msg # 99):

"I can't say. But we were supposed to find the Saracens' camp, yeah? It can't be more than a day's march from town, probably less.

"There was a second trail, other than this one. I think this trail is when the Saracens moved into the area. The other leads to their camp, methinks. But we need to go back and take the other trail to find out. If it still remains after the rain."

In reply to Boris Underhill (msg # 100):

The large warrior just smiled and shook his bushy head at his friend's antics. "You'll be alright." he said chuckling to himself.

"I say we do as Ondrea suggested. Let's follow the trail we're on until mid day. If we come up empty we can always head back." Larz commented.

"We no nothing about their camp, where it is, how far it is...nothing..." he added in response to Boris. "Because every group of brave fools the village has sent to investigate get's themselves killed."

With light from the suns rays fully covering the land, you step out from your shelter to survey the terrain.  The previous nights storm had done a real number on the landscape with only a slim chance of finding any tracks to follow.  Mulling over your options in frustration you notice something that had escaped your vision when you first setup camp.  High above the rock formation against which you slumbered, was a well worn, but still clearly visible, carving into the rock face.  While both nature and weather had caused some heavy erosion, its features were still very prominent.  It looked like a giant face, twisted into some sort of horror grimace, with its mouth gaped wide.  It was hard to tell from your vantage point, but you could almost swear that the mouth was some sort of opening.

In reply to The Power s That Be (msg # 102):

"Well it looks like we have another choice."Larzander commented pointing to the mouth opening. "We could go investigate that."

The barbarian looked around for an easier approach, other than the obvious strait climb...

In reply to Larzander Gunderzen (msg # 103):

Boris nodded, vigourously. "Praise the Lord! He has guided us here, and shown us this mouth of madness. Surely, it is a sign!"

He checked his gear, then had a simple breakfast. The wine sat warmly in the pit of his stomach.

In reply to Boris Underhill (msg # 104):

Larz, grinned at Boris' comment..."Surely you got the madness part right."

In reply to Larzander Gunderzen (msg # 105):

"Yes. Not all signs and omens are good."

In reply to Boris Underhill (msg # 106):

"Into the mouth of the beast"
As he takes a gulp of wine.
"I dont know of a better idea, it is a little off task though.  Maybe we can get a better vantage point to see the camp that is attacking the city.  We need to help those people."
Shaking his leg to shake off some of the dirt from camping.
"It would be nice to get ot higher ground, too."

In reply to Stoney Applesmith (msg # 107):

"Right then." Larzander replied strapping his sword across his back. "I'll go first, if I can find something solid I will tie off and drop a rope for the rest of you."

"Unless one of you lighter lads wants first go?" he asked.

OOC: If no one else steps up, Larz will attempt to climb to the opening. Hopefully barbarians bounce...
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In reply to Larzander Gunderzen (msg # 108):

Ondrea studied the face in the hill for several minutes before adding. "It may have also been the lair of these things." She sweeps a hand over the bones and dust.
Once they were prepared for the ascent Ondrea held the bottom rope for Laz as he climbed. Her intention was to be the last to climb so if something was to attack they still had a defense at the bottom of the cliff.

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After studying the rise for some time, and a few failed attempts to find a suitable climbing point, you stumble across a small, slightly worn area of dirt.  Further unveiling the discovery, you find a path leading up one side of the formation;  much of the foliage had been intentionally placed so as to conceal the small trail.  Carefully and cautiously, one by one you begin to move up the cliff face.  The formally hidden path weaves in and out from the rock face, where it vanishes but you discover indentations with fresh scuff marks, then reappears just as the climbing becomes near impossible.  The temperature and humidity begin to climb as well and before long you are all covered in a thick sheen of sweat.  Finally, you reach an area where the solid rock had been carved away and you are able to stand on solid, level ground once more.  Ahead of you, perhaps 10 or 15 feet lies the large, ghoulish stone face in all its horrid glory.  Despite how worn the stone was, you could still see that whoever carved it had little skill or care for its design.  Rough edges and chisel marks were plain as day from top to bottom.  The eyes were no where near equal in proportion and the nose was horribly crooked.  The mouth, however, seemed to almost possess a true nature of the sinister.  The teeth, carved both top and bottom, were a tangle of jagged, twisting stone and you could swear you actually heard it breathing. With apprehension, you approach the horror and find, much to your relief, it was not in fact breathing but was the sound of moving wind.  Peering into the gaping maw you discover that a cave disappears into the back of the stone face; a cold breeze groans through the black opening and whips across your faces.

In reply to The Powers That Be (msg # 110):

"Well Mr Underhill I think your skills may be best suited to taking the lead with this little adventure. I do not need a light source but I have candles for those of us who do." Ondrea spends the time as they ready themselves looking for tracks in the dirt and dust that might indicate how used the trail may be.

Ondrea Avalor rolled 3 using 1d20.  Survival (Woodland) = 12.


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In reply to Ondrea Avalor (msg # 111):

A little winded, Boris looked around. "Who, me? My skills? I'm a merchant and traveler! I'm pretty quiet, yes, when I'm alone. But we expect to encounter a band of armed ruffians who are poised to attack. Should that happen, being quiet won't matter much and being alone is suicide.

"I say let's go in together, expecting a fight."

In reply to Boris Underhill (msg # 112):

"Not alone, but I though you may be able to sneak ahead ? No... not to worry then as a group it is."

In reply to Ondrea Avalor (msg # 113):

Resting up against one of the teeth, (If that's possible) taking a sip of wine, and catching his breath.
"I agree, someone should scout ahead, to see what's in there."

In reply to Stoney Applesmith (msg # 114):

"Not really my line of work, checking for traps and such, but I'll take lead if you want."Larz commented.

In reply to Ondrea Avalor (msg # 113):

"We have an old saying in Outremer that I just made up: "he who ahead alone, dies alone". Maybe someone with more practice in sneaking up and then shivving a bloke in the back might be able to pull that off. But not me.

"To be clear I'm not some kind of assassin, or a bloody thief or burglar for that matter. I generally try not to sneak around unless it's in the woods when I'm travelling.

"Nevertheless, due to my line of work I do have some familiarity with finding traps so I agree to go first. Let me have a moment to prepare." Eying the "mouth", Boris sat down and rummaged through his pack. He pulled out a pair padded footwear and proceeded to fasten the sandal-like footpads to his feet. Boris also applied a black charcoal-like substance to his short sword that eliminated the shine of the metal, causing it to be more difficult to see.

Eyeing his handiwork satisfactorily he said, "As God is my witness I may not be an assassin or thief or burglar, but I never said I didn't have friends in low places. All right, let's be off!"

In reply to Boris Underhill (msg # 116):

Ondrea nods along neither accusing or showing surprise. "Well that is settled then. Does anyone need my candles ?"

If no one says yes Ondrea places her pack back on her back and follows Mr Underhill into the mouth.

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In reply to Ondrea Avalor (msg # 117):


Thankful he is not leading.
"Candles, nah.  A wise man once told me, Darkness is like a strong drink.  All yo have to do is get through it and you are better off. "
With a long drink.
So no candle for me, thank you though.  Anyone else need help through the dark?"

In reply to Stoney Applesmith (msg # 118):

"Candle?, no.." Larz said pulling a torch from his pack. "I want to be able to see."

"Boris, I'll be right behind you Lad. If something attacks fall back and let me deal with it." the barbarian said using his flint and steel to light the torch.

While the passage entrance is rough hewn from the stone itself, once inside you find the walls and ceiling are actually made from carved stone blocks.  Surprisingly, the passageway is also rather large, compared to the entrance, allowing for two or even three to walk abreast if wanted.  Moving forward cautiously, you find the path quickly diverges soon after entering.  The passageway splits in two, heading left and right respectively, and a narrow, rough cut stone staircase runs upward along the same path you entered, disappearing into blackness.

Once they were inside the tunnel Ondrea again stops and checks the dust and accumulated dirt for tracks. She is more tying to determine the numbers and freshness of the tracks then trying to identify the creatures, really she just wants to know if the tunnel and what lies beyond is being used.

Ondrea Avalor rolled 8 using 1d20.  Tracks. I guess the dice roller does not care for tracking.

She indicates the staircase with her hammer .


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In reply to The Powers That Be (msg # 120):

Boris drew his sword. Out of habit, he checked for traps and similar hazards when they arrived at the divergence.

The tracks are easy enough to follow and seem rather recent.  They diverge with the tunnel with several sets turning down the right path and a loan pair ascending the stairs.

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

If no one says otherwise Ondrea will ascend the stairs using the wall as cover to quickly take a glimpse around any corners. If Mr. Underhill want to go first she will let him.

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In reply to Ondrea Avalor (msg # 124):

Staying near the back of the group, trying to keep in the shadows as much as possible, Stoney just lets the other lead.

In reply to Ondrea Avalor (msg # 124):

Boris looked at the tracks going up to determine if it was just one being going up the rough-hewn stairs, but not coming back down again?

OOC: Boris - You're pretty certain that the tracks leading up do not in fact come back down.

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

Turning to Ondrea he held up 1 finger, then pointed up the stairs, then shrugged.

Readying his sword he followed Ondrea.

In reply to Boris Underhill (msg # 128):

Larz nodded and followed the tracks and Ondrea up the stairs.

The darkness of the underground begins to envelope you as you progress up the stone staircase and away from the sunlit passage.  After several yards, the stairs spill into a round chamber.  Several unlit torches line the walls while a large stone platform sits in the middle of the room.  No other passageways or exits seem to exist.

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

Sticking close to the wall and with her hammer up and at the ready Ondrea begins to circle to the right and points for Laz to take the left. She will walk slowly looking for someone to be hiding on the other side of the platform.

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In reply to Ondrea Avalor (msg # 131):

The barbarian warrior nodded in acknowledgment, then moved quietly up the left side of the room. As he went he kept his sword out in front of him.

In reply to Larzander Gunderzen (msg # 132):

Leaning against the wall, Stoney decides to take a drink.
Under his breath, between drinks.
_{"Looks like no one is home."}

As you circle the platform, you sigh slightly as you find no creature hiding, at least anywhere in sight.

In reply to The Powers That Be (msg # 134):

Ondrea stopped for a minute then suggested "Lets look for concealed doors and the like." She moves to block the entrance to the room while looking for anything out of the ordinary as the others worked.

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In reply to Ondrea Avalor (msg # 135):

_{"doors, hiding, blah, blah, blah!"}
Stoney is mumbling under his breath.  What he wouldn't give to be back in the Abbey studying the bottles in the cellar.  Away from the wet, damp, dark tunnels of who knows what.
Taking a longer than normal drink.  He starts searching the walls, too.

In reply to Ondrea Avalor (msg # 135):

Puzzled at the lack of anyone who made the track, or a return track, Boris started examining the walls, floor and any furnishings for some kind of secret entrance.

In reply to Boris Underhill (msg # 137):

Larz relaxed slightly when there wasn't anyone to fight lurking behind the platform. He looked around to see if he noticed anything out of place.

You find that the lone set of tracks that first entered this chamber, seem to have vanished from directly in front of the platform.  No other tracks, save your own, can be discerned in the dust covered floor.  Even the dust on the top of the platform sits undisturbed.

In reply to The Powers That Be (msg # 139):

Ondrea looks to move the top of the platform. First she checks the sides and the lip for a switch of some type that perhaps moves the stone.
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In reply to The Powers That Be (msg # 139):

Boris looked up at the ceiling, perhaps there was some mechanism up there? Something else like ropes or pulleys?

He pulled off a torch to light from Larz's brand in order to shed more light on the situation.

In reply to Boris Underhill (msg # 141):

"What have you found?" the barbarian said letting Boris light the torch from his.

While the extra torch light is appreciated in such a dark and forbidding place, it fails to illuminate any further details.  The ceiling, for all practical reasons, appears to be carved of solid stone.  Ondrea, however, while searching around the sides of the platform, finds a small group of stone squares that don't appear to be attached to the platform base (at least at surface level).  Peering closer, they appear to have been carved to resemble being just another part of the platform, but any dust that had settled on them had recently been swept off.

Ondrea crotches down to look at the squares. "I think I may have found something." She looks to see if there is any other markings or obvious sequence that they are to be used in order to open the stone table.

"Sweet bugger all I'm afraid.

"Ondrea, what have you there?

"Larz, kindly guard our backs, make sure no one comes up the stairs?"

Boris used the torch to illuminate the design Ondrea was looking at. "Push at it, yeah?"

In reply to Boris Underhill (msg # 145):

Larzander shrugged his shoulders then nodded. Couldn't he tell the barbarian was already doing that?

"You two be careful, if it's trapped..." he tailed off not really wanting to think of the consequences.

In reply to Larzander Gunderzen (msg # 146):

"Wait!"
spoken loudly from the back of the group.  Stoney doesn't want to be near the "action".
"Wait, maybe we should simply wait to see if something comes or goes from there.  Htat way we dont risk our own necks on a boobie trap."

Each of the tiles seems to have something etched into it.  Some appear to be creatures, of a sort, while others simply possess symbols of which you are not familiar.  In total, there are 9 such stones.

To tell the truth, Boris couldn't really tell what Larz was doing before, but now it seemed clearer he was keeping a rear watch.

"Ah, you know something about traps? Please, be my guest!" Boris checked the tiles to see if they were dangerous in some way, making sure that Larz could get in if he wanted to.
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In reply to Boris Underhill (msg # 149):

"Who ever came this way had to have a way out." Larz commented. "My guess is Ondrea found that way, but how do we use it without killing ourselves???"

Boris briefly inspects the tiles and declares that they are safe, as far as he can tell.  By now, you've also noticed that, etched around the side of the platform, are several of the same images found on the tiles.

Looking at the decoration around the stone Ondrea tried to work out if there was an order to the figures that flowed from one image to the next and somehow corresponded with the buttons.

If she came up with something she would let the others know before trying it out.


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

In reply to Ondrea Avalor (msg # 152):

After standing in the background, and sipping on some drink Stoney now has a little liquid courage pulsing through his veins.
"Let me see those symbols."
Waltzes over and gets very close to the buttons.
"Here see this, just press this one, everyone stand back!"
Pushes and tries to move one of the buttons.

18:42, Today: Stoney Applesmith rolled 11 using 1d20.  for ?

As Ondrea continues her inspection, she begins to see, at least she believes, a pattern of some kind emerging.  Perhaps with a few more minutes time she might be able to figure out the pattern.  Turning to inform the others, she is interrupted as Stoney marches forward and presses one of the stones inward.  An audible click can be heard from somewhere below you.

OOC: Oh Stoney, you beautiful drunk bastich XD

In reply to The Powers That Be (msg # 154):

"Did you hear that?"
Stands still waiting to see if he hears it again.
"Hmmm" Scratching his chin.

In reply to Stoney Applesmith (msg # 155):

"Yes should we try to move the lid again." If no one says anything against it Ondrea will try and move the lid.
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In reply to Ondrea Avalor (msg # 156):

Larzander shook his head at Stoney's lack of concern . The warrior was doing his best to keep guard, while watching to see what was going on.

Ondreas' attempt at moving the stone platform proved futile as the massive stone slab neither budged nor shifted in any fashion.  No additional sounds can be heard as you pause momentarily.

In reply to The Powers That Be (msg # 158):

"No not moving. Perhaps a couple more buttons ?" She let the others riddle over the symbols as she tried to understand if there was a pattern.

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In reply to Ondrea Avalor (msg # 159):

"Maybe we could all force it to open?" the massive warrior said from the rear of the group.

In reply to Larzander Gunderzen (msg # 160):

"Maybe we could force it, but why fight it, when all we have to do is..."
"Stand back"

Stoney pushes a button that looks like it would make sense.  (Whatever that is)

In case you need a % roll....12%
Might I add Hobbits can be considerable lucky!
09:39, Today: Stoney Applesmith rolled 12 using 1d100.  push button .

In reply to Stoney Applesmith (msg # 161):

What about drunken hobbits dumb luck??? don't forget to figure in that too...

As Stoney presses another stone inward, yet another audible *CLICK* can be heard.  However, the sound came from the stone platform this time as opposed to the previous which sounded beneath the room you are in.

In reply to Larzander Gunderzen (msg # 162):

"Good going! If you've unlocked it we're golden. Either that, you've doomed us all. Some tombs and shrines are trapped, to prevent grave robbers from violating them. Perhaps this is the same, yes?"

Boris stood back, near Larz, curious if anyone was going to get pulped.

Trying again to move the stone Ondrea gave it a push to see if it will move.

The stone platform remains as firm as ever.

In reply to The Powers That Be (msg # 166):

Moving closer, Boris studied the images as well. "Ondrea, is there a pattern you see?"

"Buggered if I can see one."

00:49, Today: Boris Underhill rolled 16 using 1d20.  Int. check (14).

In reply to Boris Underhill (msg # 167):

An interrupted "I see a patter...hicup...n"
Pointing to a tile, and pushes another.

In reply to Boris Underhill (msg # 167):

"No, I can't make heads or tails of it." She stood waiting with her hands on her hips as tiles were pushed.

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While none of you are able to discern a specific pattern but, as fate would have it, as Stoney depresses yet another stone inward, an ominous, almost cacophonous grating sound can be both heard and felt beneath you.

In reply to The Powers That Be (msg # 170):

Taking a deep breath & another drink.
"I think we are close!  Anyone else care to press one?"

In reply to Stoney Applesmith (msg # 171):

"Yes, you first." Boris prudently stepped back towards Larz.

In reply to Boris Underhill (msg # 172):


Taking what could possibly be his last drink he makes sure it is a long one.
Siding his hand over a few of the tiles, hoping inspiration of some kind strikes before he pushed the next tile.
Mind and body numb, so even if he was prompted to feel something, he might not.
"Stand back!  Hope this doesn't make the mouth close and swallow us all!"  Said jovially.

Pushes a random tile in.

07:29, Today: Stoney Applesmith rolled 3 using 1d100.  random last tile pushed.

A booming sound of grating metal greets your eardrums as Stoney depresses yet another tile.  Immediately following, the remaining tiles all recess into their respective slots.

In reply to The Powers That Be (msg # 174):

With her hammer at the ready Ondrea waits, should nothing jump out at them or no spinning blades appear she will try the stone lid again.

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As Ondrea presses against the stone platform, she can actually feel a slight shift within the stone.  Before, it made no motion, as if it were a solid component of the platform, but now it feels 'looser'.

In reply to Ondrea Avalor (msg # 175):

"Larz, good friend Larz, I think Ondrea could use some help with that platform, yeah?"

He pointed helpfully at the platform, urging the barbarian to go assist.

In reply to Boris Underhill (msg # 177):

Larzander nodded," You take over watch, and I will see what I can do to help Ondrea out."

 Today: Larzander Gunderzen rolled 3 using 1d20+2.  Strenght roll

Fumble...figures...

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Both Ondrea and Larz struggle with the heavy stone platform.  On their first attempt, the large slab shifted slightly.  This encouraged them and they braced themselves, digging in deep.  Through sheer grit, with sweat developing rapidly, the pair manage to slowly but surely slide the massive chunk inch by inch.  The sound of stone grinding against stone echoed through the empty chamber, bouncing down the stairs and beyond.  An opening soon appears beneath the stone and, peering in, possess a set of steps heading downward.  One or two good pushes and the stone lid should be slid far enough to allow passage.

Ondrea continued to push until they could access the stairs. Once that was accomplished she crossed the roam to check no one was joining them from below.

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In reply to Ondrea Avalor (msg # 180):

Standing back watching the muscle move the slab Stoney sips on his drink.
"C'mon put your back into it!  Good job!"

In reply to Stoney Applesmith (msg # 181):

"Great! I always wanted to find a set of stairs leading down into the dark abyss..." Larz commented. "Well wish me luck." Taking his torch in one hand and the sword in the other he began to descend the stairs.
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OOC: So who is following Larz down the traditional scary staircase into the dark unknown and who is staying put?

In reply to The Powers That Be (msg # 183):

HE has more wine for me, so I will follow...but in the rear....  way rear.  I have never been accused of being brave!
Plus his torch will mess up my night vision.

In reply to Larzander Gunderzen (msg # 182):

"Should someone stay and make sure the stone isn't closed and sealed behind us? After all, we followed just one set of footprints here, there were others."

Moving forward, he checked the inside of the portal to see if there was a catch, that it could be opened from the other side.

"It is a good point, but I think we need all hands on deck as it were.... and of course the noise may have alerted others who come have a look and could easyly over power a single combatant." Ondrea will follow the others into the hole. She takes a position at the rear of the group watch and listening as she begins her descent.

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In reply to Ondrea Avalor (msg # 186):

"Then I guess I'll take the rear for now, and hang back to keep an eye on the door, or at least an ear!"

He motioned the others to pass by.

In reply to Boris Underhill (msg # 187):

"Wait"
Drinking his wine.
"I thought I was going to be in the back.  Oh well. "
Follows right behind Larz.
As he walks by Boris, slaps him on the shoulder.
"Make sure nothing sneaks up behind on me, please!"

As you slowly descend the staircase, the strong, musty odor of mold crawls up your nostrils.  The carved stone floor is slick, forcing you to move slowly so as not to lose your footing.  The passageway itself is rather small, only a few feet wide and barely tall enough for Larz and Ondrea to pass through and still remain upright; at points both are forced to bend over in order to continue.  Unfortunately, the torchlight is not strong enough for you to see any possible end to the tunnel forcing you onward.

OOC: Larz, Boris, and Ondrea...I need both an INT check and an AGL check from each of you.

In reply to The Powers That Be (msg # 189):

Given the twisting nature of the descending passage, Boris soon gave up on any hope of watching the rear door. "Ugh! Smells foul."

The smallness of the staircase didn't bother him but he hoped the big folk were doing ok!

OOC: Rolls in PM

Moving down the stairs Ondrea stops for a second to see if she could discern something of their surroundings. She runs one hand down the wall as she walks keeping an eye on those in front of her should they stumble and need a hand.


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In reply to Ondrea Avalor (msg # 191):

21:47, Yesterday: Larzander Gunderzen rolled 15 using 1d20.  Agl check.
21:47, Yesterday: Larzander Gunderzen rolled 2 using 1d20.  Int check.

Typical barbarian..dumb as a sack of hammers...

As you slowly work your way forward into the darkness, Ondrea suddenly yells, lunging forward and grabbing whatever she can.  She manages to completely grab Boris, pulling him back with her as a sidewall slides open and a large metal grate, complete with rusty spikes, slams across the tiny hallway.  Larz, being in front, was pulled just far enough to spare him a sudden end but his right foot becomes trapped between the grate and the wall.  Ahead of him he can see a large opening has appeared in the floor where he had been walking.

In reply to The Powers That Be (msg # 193):

The barbarian stifled a yell of pain, instead uttering a low grumbling string of curses. "Everyone all right?" he asked. " I've got my bloody foot stuck between the wall and this bloody grate."he cursed.

In reply to Larzander Gunderzen (msg # 194):

Stoney, safe in the middle-ish of the pack.
"I'm alright.  Can you wiggle your foot out?  Fast reflexes!  "

In reply to Stoney Applesmith (msg # 195):

Pretty sure it's stuck?

In reply to Larzander Gunderzen (msg # 196):

"Here drink a LOT of this."
Hands him his wineskin, but first takes  big drink of it himself.
"Anyone have a big sword, or dagger?"
Removes his belt.
"Let me wrap this around your leg.  Don't worry I have read about this, before.  With one clean swoop of a sword, or many slices from a dagger we will remove the stuck foot."
Looking behind him.
"Who has that sword or dagger?"

In reply to Ondrea Avalor (msg # 191):

"Thanks, Ondrea! Praise the Lord, that was close!"

He panted, pulling at the grating blocking their retreat.

"I have a knife." Boris drew his knife and handed it to Stoney.

In reply to Boris Underhill (msg # 198):

"Not at all... Let us see if we can move this without causing any more injury."

Ondrea will look at the mechanism and see if she can retract it to free Laz.

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In reply to Ondrea Avalor (msg # 199):

Knife & belt now in hand...waiting for Andrea.
"If you fail, I am here and ready."
Belt in one hand, knife in the other.  Looking as if he was going to start a feast.  All that is missing is a napkin tucked into his shirt.
" Larz I hope she can open the trap...but I think removing your foot might still be a viable option."

In reply to Stoney Applesmith (msg # 200):

"If my foot has to come off..I'll do it myself little man." Larz said shaking his head. "Glad to see you're so willing to sacrifice my foot for the cause."

In reply to Larzander Gunderzen (msg # 201):

"Sacrificing your foot, wasn't my first intention, I dont think.  Maybe it was.  Anyways if the pain becomes hard to manage & will help with the amputation."

Taking a drink.

Let me see the trap, a little closer.  Can you please bring your torch over here.
Wiggling the knife in between the metal, and trying to free the foot Stoney hears a click.
"Was that the blade slipping, or another trap?"


Rolled a d20 =- 18  or a percentage roll 23%
Whichever you prefer
09:58, Today: Stoney Applesmith rolled 23 using 1d100.  same roll sa before but a % this time
09:58, Today: Stoney Applesmith rolled 18 using 1d20.  check trap or pry open or ?
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The spiked grate appears to be operated by a simple spring mechanism.  With enough brute force you can manage to slide it back enough to release Larz' foot.  While still attached and functioning, his ankle was twisted rather severally and a deep gash can be seen oozing quite profusely.

In reply to The Powers That Be (msg # 203):

"Wow how do you feel?"
Looking at his foot, by torch light.
"Looks like you might need this slightly more than me right now."
Passed over his wineskin, while grabs bandages from his pack.
"Dang, I dont have any bandages, or cloth on me.  Boris, do you have anything we can wrap this up with?"

I really dont have any bandages on my character sheet.....woops.

In reply to Stoney Applesmith (msg # 204):

The burly warrior grimaced in pain as he tried to set his foot down for the first time. Taking the wine skin from his friend he took a long pull.

"Thank you, I feel better already." he said handing it back."Guess we now know that I have very little skill in searching for or avoiding traps..." he commented.

"Well, do we continue?" he said putting pressure on the foot again to test it. "I should be alright, nothing feels broken. More my pride injured than anything."

In reply to Larzander Gunderzen (msg # 205):

"Good thinking, Ondrea."

Boris shook his head.

"We came up here to track down someone we thought went up some stairs and didn't come down. I suspect the reason whoever it was never returned to the main cave is they are probably in that pit, or another like it. We can explore this deadly passage later, at our leisure. Figure a way past this oubliette.

"For now, let's go back and confirm there is no one behind us in what I suspect is some kind of ancient temple.

"Keep the knife, if you need to, Stoney. Glad your foot is all right!

He leaned over the pit and held his torch up, providing some light to look down.

In reply to Boris Underhill (msg # 206):

Looking at the knife.
"Thank you, I'll save it for the next appendage or cheese.  I am here to follow, so whichever way you decide.  But they dont put traps to protect nothing.  Maybe something good at the end of this, or a fair maiden, or trapped soul, or aged wine!"

"If we are able to cross the hole then my vote is to press on and clear this place." She checked the length of jump required to the cross the gap.

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In reply to Ondrea Avalor (msg # 208):

"No doubt there is something someone wanted to protect past these traps. But we have time to come back once we determine there is no one behind us.

"Whoever went this way will need to get past these traps to get out. If they are still alive. Let us look to our rear before we press on."

The hole itself turns out to be a sharply declined ramp.  The trap was obviously setup to drop one or two unsuspecting individuals down the ramp to some unknown, and probably unsavory, locale, then seriously hampering any attempt at rescue.  The ramp itself is carved from the raw stone and seems to be coated in a clear, viscous fluid.  Crossing beyond it should be no problem, provided no more surprises have yet to be sprung.

In reply to The Powers That Be (msg # 210):

"Should we tie a rope to one of our smaller men and lower them down the ramp?" Larz asked. "Perhaps there is something useful down there.."

In reply to Larzander Gunderzen (msg # 211):

Stepping behind Boris, or hiding behind a larger person.
"Ya, Boris want to be lowered down, and check it out?"

In reply to Stoney Applesmith (msg # 212):

Boris snorted and said, "I have a better idea. why don't you both go swive yourselves and tell us how it works out?

"Nothing good is down there. It's a death trap. I shouldn't need to explain how they work or what they're for because it's self-explanatory. This ramp doesn't lead to a pantry. There are bones down there. Our friend is probably down there. Or somewhere beyond. But either way he isn't going to bother us for the moment. Let's make sure the rest of this... temple? This accursed place has no one else that can block the passage behind us.

"Look. We are here to eliminate some Saracen bandits. It's obvious the rest of the Saracens are not down there so let's take care of them first, then we may loot this Godforsaken hole in safety and for the glory of God. Either way, I'm going to go back and keep an eye on the entry. Please join me."

He seemed a little amused if anything, not angry. But he started past the others, attempting to return the way they came.

In reply to Boris Underhill (msg # 213):

"Awww you lads are no fun." Larz replied. "I'd go down there and look myself, but you lot couldn't haul me back up, and you'd likely drop me."

In reply to Larzander Gunderzen (msg # 214):

chuckling, Boris replied, "nothing good is down there, lads! Nothing."

OOC:So, final group plan or splitting apart?

OOC: I don't think it is wise to split up. Ondrea is more incline to search the space they are in then to turn back, but she will go with a majority vote. Can we cross the void ?"

In reply to The Powers That Be (msg # 216):

Stoney will go whichever way you want...as long as his wineskin is full.

"Alright, lets go back Boris please lead the way." Ondrea follows Boris back up the stairs and out through the stone.

OOC: Sorry if that stepped on anyone's toes just moving things along.</orange>

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Helping Larz back through the narrow passageway, you climb the stairs and emerge once more into the round, empty stone room.  So far, you have seen nor heard any signs of other occupants or creatures.  Exiting the room you descend the staircase and are greeted by the limited sunlight making its way to this section of the tunnel.  The only other direction to head still has the same tracks you noted when first entering the area.

In reply to The Powers That Be (msg # 220):

"I'll lead if no one minds." With her hammer ready Ondrea leads the small group deeper into the tunnels.

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In reply to Ondrea Avalor (msg # 221):

Hammer out.
"Ill then follow if no one minds."
Tip toes behind Larz....
"Here"

OOC: Larz...Boris...thoughts? Or just going along?

In reply to The Powers That Be (msg # 223):

"I guess I can check for traps and such. Poor Larz almost lost a foot back there! I wish to emphasise that I am not a thief but I have, er, friends in low places. Who like to talk. Maybe I picked up enough to be of use?"

Boris took the lead in going deeper in the cavern, looking for what he'd been told was the tell-tale sign of a booby-trap like deadfall, pits, pungi stakes, and so on.

In reply to Boris Underhill (msg # 224):

"Don't care whether you're a thief or not lad. If you have any ability at all in checking for traps it would help." the barbarian replied. "Otherwise, I'll keep plowing forward and hope I don't kill myself, or someone behind me."


OOC: Larz will wait to see if anyone else wants to check for traps and such, otherwise he'll press forward.

In reply to Larzander Gunderzen (msg # 225):

Stumbling a little as he moves forward, takes a big drink.    Uncharacteristically Stoney offers to lead.  "I have a good sense for those things.  I dont practice finding them, but can determine them sometimes easily.  With the help of the Gods, I will move forward and lead the way."
Hammer out in front of him, he is using it to hold himself up tap on the ground listening to the sound it makes, moving forward.

In reply to Larzander Gunderzen (msg # 225):

Boris replied, "right, I don't care if you care, just don't get the wrong idea! Stoney, if you are game to be first, then Larz will follow, then Ondrea, and I shall take up the rear."

In reply to Boris Underhill (msg # 227):

"Great then it's settled."
Walking deeper into the abyss of the unknown.
"Lets go!"

As you begin to move down the passage, you find it differs from the previous in that it was not carved from the rock but actually constructed of large stones.  After only a few dozen yards it opens a great deal allowing all of you to easily walk upright and two-abreast if you so choose.  Everything appears symmetrical and built both properly and solid.  Soon, the passageway begins to resemble an actual hallway as it increases in size to accommodate three people in line.  The ceiling too had increased to at least twenty feet or so and the walls were lined with unlit torches.

"I am guessing that the construction of this place is probably a bit beyond its present inhabitants." She continues forward giving Boris enough  room to do his search.

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In reply to Ondrea Avalor (msg # 230):

Boris nodded. "Where I come from, in Outremer, most Saracens are primitive, warlike and bestial. It is said that some, however, have mastered complex and dfficult forms of architecture. But this does seem far beyond the capabilities of those bandits we slew out in front of the town gates.

"I do not see anything dangerous. At a guess this seems like some kind of permanent temple or outpost."

In reply to Boris Underhill (msg # 231):

"Yep, me neither.   Haven't seen anything dangerous.  Larz, I think you are the lucky one who found all the traps."
Slapping him on the back.

In reply to Stoney Applesmith (msg # 232):

"I guess I'm just lucky that way." the barbarian said smirking at his friend's comment. "I've got to be good for something."

"I believe you're correct, there's no way the goblins and such made this place. They don't have the skills for such things." he added.

As you continue down the grand hallway, you finally come to a strange intersection.  The passageway in front of you ends at a wall with two identical doorways; they both appear to run straight ahead in the direction you were already going.  The passageway on the left is open and unobstructed while the passageway on the right has a large, iron portcullis blocking the opening.

In reply to The Powers That Be (msg # 234):

"I happen to think I am pretty slow at times, but this big metal gate."
Tapping on the gate.
"Tells me someone doesn't want us in there, or keeps something inside."



"What do you think, should we try to open it?"

In reply to Stoney Applesmith (msg # 235):

"I'm guessing you're right. With our luck, probably both.." Larz agreed. "Why don't you have a look at the door first and see if you see anything odd. Then we can try and open it."

10:18, Today: Larzander Gunderzen rolled 12 using 1d20.  spot check. Unless it's something a blind man could detect, Larz doesn't see anything.
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Ondrea provided protection as the other looked the gate over. Should her help be needed she will lend a hand or two.

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In reply to Stoney Applesmith (msg # 235):

Boris looked like he actually wanted to enter the open door, then stopped when it looked like his companions wanted to go a different way.

"Bear in mind, dear companions, that the Saracens likely did not build this, whatever this is. Lair? Temple? I shall call it a temple. They merely occupy this temple, they did not build it.

"The original makers might have not wanted intruders to pass that way, and yes there could be treasure behind it. Or else some sort of shrine they wish to leave undisturbed (which could be lined with gold for all we know, that's pretty common, come to think of it).

"But we are looking for the Saracens, who are by nature lazy and shiftless. They would take the easy route. Perhaps there are gold and jewels and comfy cushions behind the portcullis, but we are unlikely to find the Saracens we seek. Whatever is there will remain there if we should come back later.

"I do not object to lining my pocket with gold, for no good Christian is bound to respect the property nor life of the Saracen, as God wills. But it that is our main objective here I do not wish to keep reminding you, my good friends, that we are here to find the Saracens while every few feet there is a cry of, "oh look! a pit of deadly vipers, obviously there is some treasure someone has concealed behind it! Or maybe there is gold under the vipers! Or maybe the vipers themselves are made of gold!". If that is what we are truly interested in then let's be clear about that, yes?"

Neither doorway seems to possess any other mechanism other then the gate, of which you can find no gearing nor pullies nor any device to operate it.  You do find, however, that the open doorway also possesses a thick, metal portcullis which is currently retracted into the wall above the doorway.

In reply to The Powers That Be (msg # 239):

"Easiest might be best on this occasion." She points to the unbarred entrance.

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In reply to Ondrea Avalor (msg # 240):

"As you wish."
Stoney motions to the open door.
"Shall we?"

In reply to Stoney Applesmith (msg # 241):

"Fine. I'll go first."

Someone had to actually step through the door, may as well be him!

First, he checked to see there wasn't a tripwire or other device to release the portcullis when he stepped through.

In reply to Boris Underhill (msg # 242):

"Don't look at me..Last time I chose, I almost lost a foot.." Larz commented.

Gingerly and with deliberateness, Boris slowly makes his way past the threshold and discovers that nothing occurs.  The portcullis remained in place and no devices or mechanisms to move it were present.  As you all begin to enter the hallway, about 20 yards down, you notice a lever embedded in the wall.  The hallway itself appears to continue onward in a straight path.

In reply to The Powers That Be (msg # 244):

"Lever, see this?"
Pointing to the lever.
"I bet it closes the gate..maybe we should pull it, so no one can come from behind and surprise us."
Hand now on the lever....
"What do you think?"

In reply to Stoney Applesmith (msg # 245):

"I don't know could also be an alarm." Ondrea stops for a second to see if she can hear anything.

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In reply to Ondrea Avalor (msg # 246):

"That, and we don't know if the lever would open the gate again or not." Larz commented on Ondrea's word of caution. "We could be setting off an alarm, and capturing ourselves at the same time."

In reply to Stoney Applesmith (msg # 245):

He looked at the lever and nodded.

"That is not a bad idea but it also traps us unless there is a rear exit. Let's just keep an eye to the rear!"

Boris continued through the gate.

Stoney, looking slightly disappointed, gently removes his hand from the lever and, after taking another long pull from his private stock, takes up his usual position close to Larz.

The hallway is not as large as the previous but still allows for two to walk abreast with a fairly high arched ceiling (approx. 10-12 ft.).  Continuing straight for another 100 yards or so, the hallway spills out into a stone lined, circular room.  The walls and ceilings were draped in worn, tattered black cloth that hung to and fro.  The floor was littered in tiny bits of fabric that had fallen off over time.  On the far end of the room, perhaps 10 yards away, sits a single wooden door.

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

Ondrea will walk the edge of the room, close to the wall hangings. She tries to see if she can discern anything about what may have been on them when they were whole. Once at the door she stops and listens while the others catch up.

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In reply to Ondrea Avalor (msg # 250):

OOC: Is there anything we can see on the hangings? Or are they too far gone to distinguish anything of use?

Larz will position himself in the center of the room to guard the others while they investigate.
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The hanging material doesn't appear to have had any markings or embroidery upon it.  It looks like simple black canvas of some type that had been hung about the room.

In reply to The Powers That Be (msg # 252):

"That's odd, who the hell hangs a plain, single color tapestry?" the barbarian commented. "And why black?"

In reply to Larzander Gunderzen (msg # 253):

"It was probably a place of worship, or a quiet room of some sort."
Piping in, Stoney says.

If religious in nature, maybe stone might be able to decipher why...but James has no idea.
15:32, Today: Stoney Applesmith rolled 41 using 1d100.  religous.

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

Boris went over and checked out the door.

Ondrea follows Boris and provides some cover while he looks at the door. It was certainly a strange place and obviously had a lot of secrets.

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A sound like the fluttering of large wings suddenly whips through the chamber.  Stoney and Larz swing their heads around, swearing they saw something move.  Ondrea stands and stares in disbelief as Boris disappears before her ones.  One minute, she is standing by the door waiting for him to approach and the next...poof.  Everyone's vision narrows and you begin to see the outline of Boris, wrapped in a dark, almost leather like material.  It appears to have a tail-like strip that lays out across the floor and then...it rears up what can only be described as a head, with two bright red eyes glowing madly.

In reply to The Powers That Be (msg # 257):

Ondrea steps back as soon as Boris "disappears" she arches her hammer over her shoulder and tries to get a handle on what is going on.

When the creatures head appears she takes a swipe at it, hitting twice in quick succession.

Ondrea Avalor rolled 14 using 1d10+9.  Initiative + speed factor.
Ondrea Avalor rolled 23 using 1d20+6.  Attack.
Ondrea Avalor rolled 20 using 1d20+6.  Attack 2.
Ondrea Avalor rolled 14 using 2d4+10.  Damage.
Ondrea Avalor rolled 17 using 2d4+10.  Damage 2.

As Ondreas' hammer collides with the strange creature, Boris howls in pain.  When the hammer strikes into the creature, the thinness of its' skin becomes apparent and gives easily (though remains whole), transferring the force into Boris.

OOC: Boris, you're pretty certain you felt a rib or two snap when something suddenly crashes into your side.

In reply to The Powers That Be (msg # 259):

Ondrea drops her hammer and grabs the creature looking to rip it off her friend.

Ondrea Avalor rolled 16 using 1d20+3.  Str check - not sure I rolled that correctly.


OOC: Sorry I should have stated that Ondrea would be making a called shot to the creatures head as she thought anything else was likely to hit Boris.

In reply to The Powers That Be (msg # 259):

Figuring the blow was made by someone trying to help him, and not hurt him, Boris saved his breath and didn't curse. Instead he began stabbing the thing with his sword, which was still in his hand. He also jabbed it with the lit torch he'd been using for light.

"Fire! Use fire to get it off!" If it held him so snugly then its skin would be a barrier, protecting him as well.

In reply to Boris Underhill (msg # 261):

Stoney who doesn't want to hurt his friend.   Runs up to the creature, and tries to manually pull it open or off Boris.
"Don't worry friend, we will get you out of there."
Then under his breath.._{"Dead or alive."} As he is worried, since he can't even budge this leathery skin.

Pretty sure a 10 doesn't do anything.

07:05, Today: Stoney Applesmith rolled 10 using 1d20.  grab and pull creature open .

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In reply to Stoney Applesmith (msg # 262):

Larz briefly considered swinging the massive two-handed sword in his hands at the thing attacking Boris. Not unless he wanted his new friend dead.

The barbarian rushed forward and touched the torch in his hand to the creature hoping that it would retreat from the flames.

13:18, Today: Larzander Gunderzen rolled 14 using 1d20+3.  attack with torch.
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Boris: The thing has itself wrapped far to lightly around you to attempt really any action.  You're lucky you can wiggle a finger and still breath.  For the sake of argument though (and to save you from near certain doom; Ondrea smashed for a pretty decent amount of damage), I'll adjust the amount as it does make sense for Ondrea to have swung at its' head.  Your still ending up rather sore though XD

Larz: You quickly discover that while the creature does react to the fire, so does Boris.  You can easily roast it by holding the torch to it but you're pretty certain it will have some negative affect on Boris as well.

Ondrea/Stoney: Your combined strength is slowly starting to unfurl the creature, but it may take a little time.  Its strength is rather surprising given that it feels as thick as a riding cloak.

In reply to The Powers That Be (msg # 264):

Ondrea uses her nails to gain purchase on the creature as she struggles with all her might to pull it off their team mate. "Boris hold on well have you out soon enough. Someone saw its head off."

Her muscles strain under her armour as she gives it her all.

Ondrea Avalor rolled 5 using 1d20+3.  Str check.

In reply to Ondrea Avalor (msg # 265):

Stoney heaving it along with Andrea..pulling with all his might, as little as that might be.


20:09, Today: Stoney Applesmith rolled 4 using 1d20.  strength check .

In reply to Ondrea Avalor (msg # 265):

Boris' voice was muffled and indistinct. "Will try... and pry loose..."

He commenced to try and force his way out.

01:47, Today: Boris Underhill rolled 4 using 1d20.  STR check.

In reply to Boris Underhill (msg # 267):

Seeing he's toasting his friend as well as the creature, the barbarian dropped the torch and added his strength to the mix hoping to pry the thing off Boris before it killed him.

10:07, Today: Larzander Gunderzen rolled 11 using 1d20+3.  Strength check. Another terrible roll by the barbarian berserker...
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With the three of you straining against the beast, its mighty grip begins to loosen.  As you begin to pull back the monsters' flaps(?) it suddenly unfurls itself and quickly snakes away from the group, dropping Boris to the floor.  Upon reaching the far fall, the strange, sheet-like entity whirls around and faces you.  Its' underside is a stark, bone-white unlike the exterior.  It flashes a huge grin revealing an unsettling multitude of needle-like teeth hanging from its' mouth.  All the while those two, large, glowing red eyes never blinked nor wavered from the group.  Along its' top edge, on either side, sit three bony claws, or at least you assume they are claws.  A low, monotonous hum begins echoing from its' gaped jaws...

OOC: You all are now at -2 as far as attacks as a sort of numbness begins creeping into you.  The hairs on your neck begin to stand and a wave of unease begins to wash over you.  Boris...sorry, forgot about that torch.  While it stayed lit initially, due to holding it aloft nearest any airflow, it was quickly extinguished by the encroaching skin(?).  If you look closely, you can see where its' white underside has been singed by the flames.

Ondrea scoops down to pick up her hammer and then steps towards the beast. Raising her hammer behind her head she looks to connect with the monster this time, not having to worry about a team mate inside.

Ondrea Avalor rolled 9 using 1d20+6 with rolls of 3.  Attack 2.
Ondrea Avalor rolled 8 using 1d20+6 with rolls of 2.  Attack.

Not sure those hit.

In reply to The Powers That Be (msg # 269):

Boris collapsed on the stony floor, pain radiating through his body. "Thank Jesus Christ! And thank you, my friends!" Scrabbling for his sword his hand closed over the pommel and he sheathed it. Instead, he fit a bullet into his sling and, circling around to the left, whirled and let fly!

OOC: Flank or rear shot?

03:08, Today: Boris Underhill rolled 20 using 1d20+1.  Sling +3, -2 = +1 THAC017.

Nice! Not a natural 20 but close.

03:22, Today: Boris Underhill rolled 2 using 1d4+1 with rolls of 1.  Sling Bullet Damage.

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In reply to Boris Underhill (msg # 271):

"No one..."
Unfortunately nearly sober from the recent events, Stoney, hammer out, charges the beast.  (I did say nearly)  He is a little fellow so not much room is needed to squeeze past Ondrea, and  swings his hammer strongly at the beast.
"...tries to eat..."
A resounding thud could be heard as his hammer stops in full swing as he strikes the scary creature.
"....my friends!"



Hit AC 1          4 damage

06:10, Today: Stoney Applesmith rolled 4 using 1d4.  damage.
06:09, Today: Stoney Applesmith rolled 18 using 1d20.  attack.  18-2 = 16

In reply to Stoney Applesmith (msg # 272):

Grabbing his sword the barbarian rushed the creature swinging with all his might.

10:58, Today: Larzander Gunderzen rolled 16 using 1d20+3.  attack. -2=14 not sure a 14 hits?

Just in case...
11:00, Today: Larzander Gunderzen rolled 5 using 1d10+4.  damage.

I assume it's not large size..
This message was last edited by the player at 16:01, Thu 19 Oct 2017.

Boris' shot lands with a resounding *WHACK* as its kinetic energy carries through into the stone wall behind.  The beast winces but stands its ground.  Ondrea rushes in but the killer flying carpet whips around in a flurry, deflecting her shots.  However, this buys an opportunity for Larz and Stoney to rush at the beast.  Stoney connects so hard the stone behind the creature cracked.  Larz swings like a possessed lumberjack and nearly cleaves the beast in two.  As Stoneys' hammer pins the beast temporarily, Larz cleaves through the monstrosity, leaving it like a ghost ship sail while a thick green fluid poured forth.  All the while the moan continues to emanate from deep within the now tattered beast.  Then you begin to notice the tone has suddenly changed...

OOC:  I need a saving throw vs. spells from everyone...if you fail you are seized with a sudden fear.

OOC: Actually, Larz my good man, you're in luck and the creature is considered large (approx. 8' from edge to edge).  I re-rolled your damage...unless you'd rather...
23:34, Today: The Powers That Be rolled 15 using 3d6+2.

Ondrea wondered what that sound was as she tried to thumb the beast with her hammer. With her mind else where she miffed her shot again and harmlessly swishes air with her weapon.

Ondrea Avalor rolled 2 using 1d20.  11 vs magical charm, fear, emotion or domination.
Ondrea Avalor rolled 9 using 1d20+6.  Attack.

In reply to The Powers That Be (msg # 274):

The new sound didn't seem to bother Boris at all. Moving behind it he reloaded his sling and fired another projectile at the monster. "Take that!"

02:24, Today: Boris Underhill rolled 22 using 1d20+4.  +4 Hobbit Save Bonus.
02:29, Today: Boris Underhill rolled 12 using 1d20+3.  Sling +5, -2 = +3 THAC018.

In reply to Boris Underhill (msg # 276):

In reply to Stoney Applesmith (msg # 277):


10:26, Today: Larzander Gunderzen rolled 9 using 1d20.  save vs spell.
Not sure if berserkers are immune to fear or not?

Hearing the noise the barbarian warrior felt himself start to have a strange sensation, he unleashed his only defense. He began yelling at the top of his lungs and working himself into a frenzy. (berserk rage)
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"All halfling characters have a high resistance to magical spells, so for every 3-1/2 points of Constitution score, the character gains a +1 bonus on saving throws vs. wands, staves, rods, and spells."

In reply to The Powers That Be (msg # 279):

When the beast lets out the new distinct variance of it's moan, Stoney stands still.  Listening intently to the noise, and being very careful not to move.  He has heard this sound before, or thinks he has.  Definitely knows that if he moves, it means certain pain would be felt upon his entire body.  Stoney stands very still in place.



Save is an 13  so missed.

07:48, Today: Stoney Applesmith rolled 11 using 1d20+2.  spell save.

Boris' lone shot rings true as his bullet disappears into the beasts right eye.  The low, guttural moaning is instantly silenced as the projectile ricochets around the creatures head, liquefying what would be considered a brain.  It collapses to the floor like a discarded cloak and lays motionless as a dark, green pool begins to form around it.

OOC: It was, in fact, a Fear based ability so anyone effected, although somewhat irrelevant now, will keep their distance from the remains for the next 3 turns.

In reply to The Powers That Be (msg # 281):

"YES! Great shot Boris!"

Standing perfectly still, because if Stoney moves the creature will see him.  (Same logic as hiding under sheets while in bed.)

"Hit it again and again, make sure it is dead!" 

Ondrea still had her hammer above her head as she watched the creature fall to the floor. "That is the first time I have faced something like that." She lowers her weapon and begins to search the room to make sure it is safe.

-

In reply to The Powers That Be (msg # 281):

Boris whooped when the creature folded like a cheap suit. "Take that... ow!" Something seemed to pain him and he looked woozy. He coughed a couple times. "Thank you, dear Lord for preserving your humble servant. Someone else can stomp it to make sure. I think I'll have me a little sit down."

In reply to Boris Underhill (msg # 284):

"Nice going Boris!" Larz commented as he set a torch to the creature to make sure it's dead and not pretending. "What in the hell was that thing?" the barbarian asked.

OOC: As far as you can tell, the creature is quite dead.  After several minutes, and some serious mistreatment of the corpse, Stoney is convinced the monstrosity had expired and is able to roam freely once more.

In reply to Larzander Gunderzen (msg # 285):

Boris had sat down, feeling a little weak from pain and adrenaline. He stood up, shakily.

"No idea. Everyone here all right?"

OOC: Was there another door in here?

In reply to Boris Underhill (msg # 287):

Apprehensively looking around for more of those things.
"What was that, any idea?  I need a drink!"

In reply to Stoney Applesmith (msg # 288):

Content that he had thoroughly burnt the creature to death, the barbarian searched around the room cautiously for signs of more of them. "Where to now?" Larz asked standing near Stoney.

In reply to Larzander Gunderzen (msg # 289):

Passing the wineskin to Larz..."Take a drink we all need it!"

"I am not a strategic planner, and not sure how secure this location is.  Boris, do you need a rest after that, I know I could rest for a spell."

I didn't mean to ignore your door question, sorry.  I dont think we thoroughly searched the room, yet.  This is the tapestry room, still.  I think.

In reply to Stoney Applesmith (msg # 290):

Ondrea waved away the drink with a smile as she continued to look for another exit other then the one they came through.

-

While Larz finds no further presences in the room, he does find a small trove of copper pieces.  Apparently, the creature had a thing for them as, all told, you count 1000.  He also finds two unknown liquids in glass bottles...one is a dark, sickly green and the other is a swirly-ish yellow that almost seems to possess several hues.

OOC: Yes, you are still in the tapestry room.  So far, no one has located a third exit to the room.  There is the tunnel you entered from and the heavy wooden door on the other side of the room.

In reply to Stoney Applesmith (msg # 290):

Smiling a little, Boris shook his head. "I guess I'm fine. As well, unless the Saracen were bribing the creature with those pennies, I don't think they came this way. Else they would have fought it before, yes? So let's try the other route for now."

He started to gather the sling bullets he used in the attack. Boris staggered a little but seemed to be getting his strength back.

In reply to Stoney Applesmith (msg # 290):

Larz smiled at his friend and took the wine skin from him taking a drink then handing it back to Stoney. "You're right lad, a drink always makes me feel better." He replied chuckling to himself.

"I don't feel like carrying around all this copper..." the barbarian added. "I say we pick it up on the way out, if we don't find anything better."

"As far as the vials, I say we take them along, Stoney might get thirsty." he said grinning. "As far as where to go, makes no difference to me. But lets make sure we don't leave anything behinds us, Yes?"

Ondrea was somewhat confused as to the route that was being suggested "So we are heading back down the stairwell where Laz nearly lost his foot ?" While she waited for a reply Ondrea will check the wooden door that may be another way further into the maze. She checked the floor to see if it had been opened recently.

In reply to Ondrea Avalor (msg # 295):

Boris shook his head.

"Not that passage that is a way back, through the secret door and the trap-filled tunnel.

"I mean the other door we just passed, sealed by a portcullis."

In reply to Boris Underhill (msg # 296):

While everyone is figuring our wish way to to, Stoney drinks his wine.
Deciding to inspect the tapestries a little closer.  Wondering what this room was use for.
scratching his chin.
"Maybe areligious room? No alter, or podium.  No windows.  Hmmmm, maybe hiding a passage to another room?"
With that thought Stoney picks a wall and looks behind the tapestries, for a door or a button or a switch of some sort.



06:07, Today: Stoney Applesmith rolled 26 using 1d100.  secret in the room.

The door seems of solid constructed and in decent condition.  A quick inspection of the hinges revealed they had not been worked in some time.  A liberal amount of corrosion had formed and showed no signs of cracking.  As well the floor lacked any signs of corruption that would have broken free.  The handle itself also possessed a fair amount of dust.

Stoney discovers no buttons, switches or other such devices.  As to the purpose of the room, it was rather anyone's guess.  The only thing you could discern for certain was that the tapestries, what sections of them that remained intact anyway, rather resembled the recently deceased creature.

In reply to The Powers That Be (msg # 298):

Leaning next to the door drinking.
"Well I don't see another way out, except through this door, which looks stuck.  what do you say, should we try forcing the door open?"

In reply to Stoney Applesmith (msg # 299):

Boris limped over and examined the door.

"No one's been through that door for a while. Remember, we want to locate the Saracens first, or at least discover whether they are here or not. They aren't behind that door.

"Therefore let's go back to the grate, force it open, and search the other passage.

In reply to Boris Underhill (msg # 300):

"Agreed let go back to the other door." She put her hammer over her shoulder and walks back to the portcullis door. She will let someone look it over for anything dangerous while she looks for an obvious switch.

Other then that if all else falls she will give lifting it a try.

-

Moving with caution and temperance, you make your way back to the fork in the tunnel.  A close examination of the portcullis and surrounding structure reveals no identifiable means by which it is operated.  However, you do discover that the dust around the area has been recently disturbed.  Peering into the darkness, straining to see down the blocked passage, you once again notice that the dust has been moved about and continues onward until you lose sight in the darkness.

In reply to The Powers That Be (msg # 302):

"Well, looks like we found where the bad guys went..question is, how do we follow?Lars commented.as he looked around hoping to find a way to open the gate.

In reply to Larzander Gunderzen (msg # 303):

"How do we follow...Let me show you."
Possibly too much liquid in his system, or a certain level of crazy.
Stoney goes up to the gate, and tries to bend the bars open.
Hands pressing apart from one another. You hear nothing.  No creaks, no pops of metal welds breaking, nothing except the small halfing grunting.
"Arrrgggghhh!"
Dropping his arms, tired and breathing heavy.
"Those things aren't moving.  We will have to figure out this puzzle another way."



10:46, Today: Stoney Applesmith rolled 87 using 1d100.  need 2%.

Ondrea also tried to lift the metal bars and also came up short. "Well there must be a way through." she begins again to look for anything that may act as a switch.

"They probably barred it from the other side once they were through."

-

In reply to Ondrea Avalor (msg # 305):

"I'm not going to bother to try lifting the gate. If you lot couldn't do it then it's unlikely I could!

"Maybe Ondrea and Larz together?"

Boris loaded a sling bullet just in case something came up from behind or dropped down from the ceiling.

In reply to Boris Underhill (msg # 306):

"Agreed.", she looked to Laz and when he was ready tried again to lift the gate. Getting firmer grip this time she dug her heals as she lifted.

Ondrea Avalor rolled 58 using 1d100.  Bend/bars lift gates = 50%.
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The gate gave not an inch worth of space.  Whatever the locking mechanism it was buried in the wall above the gate, compounding the weight, and was certainly well built.

In reply to The Powers That Be (msg # 308):

"I'll give it a try. Maybe you all loosened it for me! Help me, Lord!"

Boris spit on his hands and then tried to raise the grate himself, grunting with strain.

"Huhhh! HRNNNNGGGG! Huh-huh-huh-HUHHHHHHGGHGH!"

He paused.

"Ok, that was the warmup. Here we go! HaaahHHH!!!"

18:41, Today: Boris Underhill rolled 99 using 1d100.  Bend Bars/lift grate.

In reply to Boris Underhill (msg # 309):

Leaning against the wall, drinking his wine.  Simply watching the antics as they unfold.
"Nice try!  Now what should we do?  Looking around.  Bed there, food pantry there.  This would make a nice place to live."

In reply to Stoney Applesmith (msg # 310):

Boris sighed and wiped sweat from his brow.

"I guess we can check behind the other door in the tapestry room. It's not where the Saracens are, but it's close. There's the "trap tunnel", I guess, but let's save that for a last resort."

In reply to Boris Underhill (msg # 311):

"Yes this looks like it won't budge." She follows the others back to the door and then attempts to open it.

-

Returning to the 'cloak' room once more, you find the ancient door held in place but it did not appear to be latched in any manner.  A few good heaves and the hinges give way; their squeals echo down the hallway to points unknown.  As the door finally opens, another long hallway sits before.  The dust appears rather thick and easily swirls with the slightest of movements.  The door itself seemed to suffer from simple neglect.  It had a solid, albeit rusty, bolt lock still in place and a large metal latch rested against the back wall; two large metal slats sitting on opposite sides of the door would have been its cradle.

In reply to The Powers That Be (msg # 313):

"Shall we?"
Motioning to follow Ondrea through the doorway.
"After you."

In reply to Stoney Applesmith (msg # 314):

"I'll go first if you don't want to." the barbarian said looking to Ondrea. He waited briefly to see what her opinion was.