In reply to Dungeon Master (msg # 417):

Whispering to the party she asks, “Everyone listen for a moment. If you know what might be making the noise beyond the door, please tell us. Otherwise try to be ready for anything.”

With a confident smile the priestess of Pelor speaks to the warforged warrior, “Ballast, could you please join Fenris' side before anyone opens that door.”

 With her shield in one hand Cumarinda calls upon her god to Bless them all just before the door is opened.


OOC: Preparing to cast Bless just before the door is opened.

Brankx, still A little dark at Fenris and his attitude, forgot that at the sounds.  He narrowed his eyes, grasping his staff tighter, his mind going over spells in his mind.

Ballast will move to join Fenris.  Once Cumarinda gives him the nod, he'll try the door.  If unlocked, he'll throw it open.  If locked, he'll bash it open!

The barbarian opens the door. Inside in the center is a pile of rubbish. Several bags are torn open and barrels knocked over. Rats move about. Its hard to tell how many of them. Some of them run out of the room by the groups feet. Fenris slams one down with his foot, smearing it against the ground. He grunts. The smell is rather retched.

OOC
Make a Fort Save DC 15

Also make a Spot check.

Cumarinda invokes the power of her God to cast her spell just as the rats come scurrying though the open door.

OOC:
11:30, Today: Cumarinda Imbrex rolled 16 using 1d20+6.  Fort save vs DC 15.
11:30, Today: Cumarinda Imbrex rolled 19 using 1d20+5.  Spot check.

Brankx, seeing the rats (And the squish from Fenris), as well as the smell, was overcome, and what little contents he had in his stomach, came up.

"Damn me..." he said, wiping the bile from his beard, looking at the rats. "...either they have a problem here or somethin' died!"

Ballast looks at the others curiously, and gives a small head tilt.  "Is there a scent in the air?"

OOC: 08:02, Today: Ballast rolled 15 using 1d20+3.  Spot check.

The rank fetid smell from the room struck Cumarinda and her face twisted into pinched sour expression that some might say looked cute. She rapidly shook her head back and forth, then blinked twice before her face returned to its commonly pleasant appearance.

"Good Lord, that smell is foul! Something must had died in that room!" she exclaimed.

The group doesn't spot anything odd. It does seem retched and it looks like something is making a nest in the center of the room. The rats move about, squeeking at the group but they are so small they don't seem to even want to harm them.

Ballast strides forward and carefully looks over the nest to see if anything larger or more dangerous than a rat is within it...

Brankx, froth still in his beard, wiped his mouth with his sleeve and raised his eyebrows. "Foul smell is an understate girlie!' The dwarf burped, still a little green, but shook it off.

He watched as the warforged advanced, ready to cast a spell if need be

Two much larger rats attack the warforged from the nest! Both of them miss their mark!

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The young priestess of Pelor raised her shield as she saw the two huge rats leap from their nest to attack Ballast. "Unggghuh! Now I see what foulness causes such a stench! Fenris help put those rats down now!" she commanded while raising her shield.

Brankx shuddered at the rats, but seeing the big ones, his shudder was more a standing tremor. "By moradins beard!"

The dwarf, out of instinct, raised his hand and cast the first spell coming to mind, shooting arcane bowls of energy wars one of he rats.

<OOC: casts magic missile

Brankx Onyxshield rolled 5 using 1d4+1.  Magic missile 2.
Brankx Onyxshield rolled 4 using 1d4+1.  Magic missile 1.

One of the large rats die by the dwarf's missiles. When the cleric orders Fenris to attack, he looks at her, eyes narrowed and he grunts. The elf moves from her, and watches the rat. What is he doing?

Ballast had been startled by the rat, and was curious at Fenris' actions.  The barbarian had never lacked the will to fight, so perhaps there was a reason why he didn't now.  Ballast drops his sword for now and reaches out with one large hand to try to grab the rat by the scruff.

OOC: 20:14, Today: Ballast rolled 25 using 1d20+10.  Touch Attack to initiate the grapple. I know I'll draw an AoO and that's fine.
20:15, Today: Ballast rolled 26 using 1d20+10.  Grapple check. For when it becomes relevant.

Cumarinda looks at Fenris with an expression of surprise and incredulity. She starts to speak but is interrupted by Ballast's actions. Looking between Ballast and Fenris she asks, "What is going on here? Why are we not destroying these foul rodents that have attacked us?"

The barbarian stares at the cleric. He shakes his head, and looks at the nest then at the cleric.

Easily the fighter is able to grab onto the rodent. It hisses and bites but can't get a good shot at the warforged.

The cleric looks back at the barbarian and says calmly, "Alright Fenris what would you like for us to do with them?"

The barbarian skewers the one that is being held by the warforged. He grunts and keeps looking at the nest.

Slowly, carefully, with one hand on her shield and the other open, Cumarinda edges closer and closer to the nest so she can see what lies within.


OOC: Cumarinda Imbrex rolled 16 using 1d20+6 with rolls of 10.  Spot Check.
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Ballast shrugs and tosses the carcass of the large rat aside.  "You did not attack, so I thought there was a reason why.  Perhaps there was something different about the rat I did not see."  Ballast leans over to see if there is anything of interest in the nest.

An expression of surprise crosses the young woman's face as she studies the nest. She nods and turns back to address Ballast and the others. "Oh now I see it. There's a hole down there. It looks to me to be just wide enough for the large rats but too small for any of us."

"Well, none of us will fit there, so let us go another way."

Ballast takes a look around the room for another door, in case he missed it in the scuffle with the rats.  If no door exists, he'll say, "Let us go back to the main room to take the next door."
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There is another door which is closed and the one they came through. Fenris stares at the cleric and starts to check the room. He grabs some old barrels and puts then near the nest. Finally he finds one that might fit the hole and goes to stick it down there probably in a attempt to seal it up.