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squarefodder
Khelzhad
Posts: 707
(7/29/05 10:07 am)
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Re: You're standing on his groin.
Khelzhad crouches to the ground at the foot of the door and listents carefully for any noises on the other side.
[ Listen + 5]
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Jubilex
Faceless Lord of Chaos
Posts: 4460
(7/29/05 10:18 am)
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Re: You're standing on his groin.
Khelzhad hears nothing other than his companions' breathing.
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squarefodder
Khelzhad
Posts: 708
(7/29/05 10:45 am)
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Re: You're standing on his groin.
Klezhad whispers to the others in dwarvish:
"Let's continue on this passage before we open any doors."
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Tarondor
Madragar
Posts: 1639
(7/29/05 10:56 am)
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Re: You're standing on his groin.
[Check out the map. This is the end.]
"This doesn't make any sense," says Draxim, tugging absently at his beard with short, thick fingers. "Why put a secret door at the end of a long hallway with nothing else here? You'd have to be a broo not to know it was there, and a stupid one at that."
"I wonder if it isn't a little too obvious?"
Draxim starts to examine the surrounding stonework along the length of the short corridor for signs of anything else out of the ordinary.
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yucatanyeti
Sangraal
Posts: 1552
(7/29/05 11:05 am)
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Re: You're standing on his groin.
Pogar cueing in on Draxims assumption also begins checking the walls for secret doors.
After about 5 minutes of searching he says
"I'll go back and let the others know that the passageway ends at another secret door."
Pogar turns and walks back to the makeshift camp.
"Ulwe, Sangraal, Atan if you want to light a torch so you can see go ahead."
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squarefodder
Khelzhad
Posts: 709
(7/29/05 11:18 am)
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Re: You're standing on his groin.
"It may not be such an obvious door from the other side, such as the one we entered by."
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Tarondor
Madragar
Posts: 1640
(7/29/05 3:29 pm)
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Re: You're standing on his groin.
"True, true," muses Draxim. Reluctantly, and with a last rap of his knuckles against the stone, he follows Pogar back to the encampment.
[We're ready for time dilation, Mr. GM, sir!]
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yucatanyeti
Sangraal
Posts: 1553
(7/29/05 3:37 pm)
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Time gooooing byyyyyeeee
[OOC: As the time compression begins everyone feels woosy and sick to their stomach except Pogar whose years of liver abuse have trained him for this one moment. "Bring it on" he laughs as he wipes away a frothy moustache.
Meanwhile Sangraal barfs noisely into a helmet and then sheepishly relizes it wasn't his and that the current owner is still wearing it.
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Atan
Atan
Posts: 1038
(7/29/05 3:52 pm)
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Re: Time gooooing byyyyyeeee
"No lights by the doors. Don't want them framed should they not be flush. This will work well then, we just need to be quiet."
During the quiet time Atan will check out the bows and quivers to see if they are still functional.
[Looking for more arrows to fill his quiver Bowyer/Fletcher +2]
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Tarondor
Madragar
Posts: 1645
(7/29/05 4:21 pm)
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Re: Time gooooing byyyyyeeee
Draxim attends to his armor, buffing out any rust spots and testing the harness, then puts it back on. Once equipped, he loads but does not cock his crossbow and sets it near at hand.
He whiles away his time carving a small block of wood he carries with him. It appears that he's carving a whistle.
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yucatanyeti
Sangraal
Posts: 1554
(7/29/05 5:11 pm)
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Re: Time gooooing byyyyyeeee
Sangraal spends his time in quiet reflection and prayer. Every couple of hours he gets up and checks on Madragars condition.
[OOC: Once Sangral thinks madragar will respond to healing, Sangraal will give him a cure moderate 2d8+4. ]
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mikedobbs
Janes
Posts: 378
(7/29/05 5:18 pm)
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Regretfully
Janes moves to Draxim and hands back the necklace that he was given. "Draxim, I am honored that you would consider giving me such a thing, but I don't feel that it would be as much use to me as it would be to others."
[ OOC - Janes is a rogue and having a magic item that defends against being flat footed is pretty well wasted on him. Perhaps one of the clerics or Madragar would get better use out of it ]
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Tarondor
Madragar
Posts: 1646
(7/29/05 5:41 pm)
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Re: Regretfully
Draxim accepts. "You're a wise lad, Janes. Your turn is coming. I feel it in my bones."
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mikedobbs
Janes
Posts: 379
(7/29/05 11:56 pm)
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Re: Regretfully
Janes snorts with a slight grin as he turns away to make sure that the area is safe.
[ listen +9, urban lore +5 to make sure our tracks are gone ]
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doggius
Pogar
Posts: 1191
(7/30/05 11:17 am)
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Re: Regretfully
After getting back to the camp, Pogar feels slightly self concious, as though he is naked.
Pogar quietly puts on his chain shirt and gets on all his gear. He then moves to the eastern wall, and sits down and rests his back against it.
Trying to think of some happy thoughts, while Madragar is down, is unsucessful. "Urox, it is not his time" Pogar mumbles with a quiet rage.
With strong desires to pull out his sword and run through the halls to release his slowly building rage, he calms himself for a moment, waiting for some unfortunate creature to cross his path.
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Kenner
Draxim
Posts: 1330
(7/30/05 6:25 pm)
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Re: Regretfully
[OOC: Draxim is a rogue too, and relies heavily on dexterity and not being flat-footed as well. The chain is as close to useless for me, as it is for Janes. Of course we all sleep once in a while. This is just something Draxim would do. Party unity is more important to him (and to me) than Draxim having a halfway effective magic item. Now when it comes to money, he is a little more of a tightwad. He still has some vestiges of distrust in magic. Especially the arcane variety. ]
"On second thoughts give it to Khelzhad," he says and tosses the chain back to Janes.
"A gift. From us to the bard for all his songs that only we get to hear." Draxim smiles.
Draxim also re-dresses in his armor, and begins examining the recurve bows.
"How far do you think a bow like this would shoot Atan?"
Draxim will also take the down time to examine their current surroundings more closely for other secret doors trap doors etc. He still can't get over the feeling that the group is missing something. If this is the armory, there should be more here he reasons. He also listens at both secret doors from time to time.
[GM - What is the low down on these bows and spears? Are they normal? Does a recurve count as composite? You said they were made by the Dragonnewts are they exceptional in quality? Valuable to collectors? ]
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Jubilex
Faceless Lord of Chaos
Posts: 4463
(7/30/05 8:43 pm)
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Re: Regretfully
[The contents of the armory are specifically: 25 javelins, 8 longspears, 9 composite short bows, and 48 arrows (the rest are no longer functional). There are, however, no strings for the bows.
The weapons are of good quality but would only be worth something to a collector that knew about their origins. The vast majority of the people in Moagara have never heard of the dragonewts.]
During the next two days the companions try to busy themselves with mundane tasks while still remaining relatively silent. Janes checks their tracks and is frustrated to find no way of covering them through the thick dust of the secret corridor.
Late into the second day Madragar finally returns to the land of the semi-conscious and Sangraal and Ulwe quickly heal him. Soon the wizard is back on his feet again, though is exhausted and famished from the ordeal. Despite the best efforts of the priests, Madragar will forever bear a series of long, pale scars along his body from his right hip to left shoulder and up the side of his neck. They make a ruin of some of his favorite tatoos.
The companions spend a final "night" in the darkness of the subterranean complex and are ready to go the next morning.
[Everyone is fully healed and has their full compliment of spells. Everyone but Madragar should mark off two days of rations.]
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Tarondor
Madragar
Posts: 1649
(7/30/05 11:05 pm)
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Re: Regretfully
[OOC: "I dreamed that Draxim had found a bow big enough to shoot Atan some distance with..."]
"Joru..." Madragar croaks, his throat parched and his mind still muzzy. "Not Druuga. A wolf in ...wolf's clothing."
Struggling to sit up against a wall, Madragar notes the detritus of several days, and the stubble on his head and chin.
Forcing his eyes to focus, he peers up at the nearest companion. "How long was I...?"
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Ulwe
Ulwe
Posts: 1521
(7/30/05 11:51 pm)
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Re: Regretfully
"You were gone three days. Though your journey to Humakt has been thankfully cut short."
Ulwe says to MAdragar. He hands the mage a bowl of water and asks "You spoke of Joruw while you fitfully slept. It has been a while since we heard that name. He was slain by the Runelord was he not? Yet he vowed some kind of vengeance. What happened after you ran off?"
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Tarondor
Madragar
Posts: 1649
(7/31/05 1:50 pm)
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Re: Underground, Part IV
Madragar gulps the water gratefully and greedily.
When he sets it aside he says "I chased Druuga into the complex, where we fought, he with a legionnaire's gladius and I with Galewing. After the fight with the scribe, I was no longer able to summon any combat spells, and Druuga was getting the better of me. Then, seeing that I could not capture him, I attempted to kill Druuga with Galewing's ice bolt power."
Madragar pauses and stares into empty space for a few long seconds. "This caused Druuga to melt and shift, as if something else wore his skin. It was huge and terrible. Part man and part beast. Great muscles out of nightmare and a jet black skin. It's roar...like hundred angry warriors."
"I ran, but it was upon me in a flash...I thought I was dead."
"As I lay dying, Joru came to me in a dream. Or perhaps it was no more than the hallucinations of the dying, for I have thought much on him of late. I cannot say - only that I did not comprehend what he was trying to tell me."
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