Chapter 2 - Experiment Number Six

[BigRedRod]

Others have often said of the Ehb ruins to expect the unexpected. Has any piece of advice ever been so completely useless and yet so very poignant?
-Lord Roenburg of Lud's memoires


The route downwards taken by the group containing Ivy yesterday suffers from far heavier cobwebbing. Some of which must have been remade overnight. Once or twice, webs are pushed aside and a flurry of tiny spiders sprinkle down upon the party. The party which no longer contains Leto, the more experienced explorer being assigned to the team performing the detailed study.

The voice of the Guildsman is familiar, clearly it is the same one who was assigned to the party yesterday. As he directs the party further downwards according to his map he enlightens them on their objectives,


"There should be seven floors in total, the fourth one up being at what was once ground level. Now, items of real interest to the Guild will of course be hidden and secure."
Three broken forms of Ghola slump against a wall not far from where the groups set off in their different directions the sight of which causes the Guildsman to pause briefly,

"And from what we gather of the layout the most secure part of the structure would most likely be somewhere hidden on the lowest level of the basement. So that is where we are trying to get to. Once we've found a safe path we can set about searching for any signs of a vault."

The smell of damp and the remains of two or three very large and very dead spiders greet the party arriving at a staircase leading downwards on the second level of the ruin. Greenish gore covers most of the walls and it looks like something may have decided to chew on the pieces of spider. Cautiously moving down the stairs, the group emerge diagonally opposite to the furthest position they reached yesterday.

Touching the Jezrit strips which run along almost every wall spills neutral light upon a very wide corridor. The floor of which seems to have lost support in places and has produced a very narrow walkway wrapped in webs leading off toward a staircase leading downwards while in the other direction there is a large stone bench facing a window which covered an entire corner of the structure. Now most of the glass has broken and the stone frames have cracked in places as if no longer able to support the weight of the walls above. Fragments of the dusty glass cover the ground along with a little soil that has poured into the gap.

Sevillin's lamplight illuminates that a single room lies directly beneath the sections of missing floor. In stark contrast to the stone and metal found elsewhere the room below looks to have been decorated with a rich red carpet and the tattered remains of colourful wall hangings. A few slim metal posts reach upwards toward a ceiling that no longer exists, while more lie upon the carpet some still with tatters of cloth and cushion clutching at them and the walls. Once it would seem that the room was partitioned off into a number of intimate nooks through use of the heavy hangings.

Along with the stone blocks from the missing ceiling, soil and ubiquitous signs that some enterprising spiders have tried to make a home there, large floor cushions and padded broken furniture litter the room. Although much of the room remains in shadows and standing at the edge of a crumbling ledge attempting to look down is far from the optimum method of discerning exactly what it once was.

"Err... That way I suppose..."
The Guildsman gestures at the staircase on the other side of the perilously narrow walkway in a slightly apologetic manner.


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[Dev]

A completely disgusted expression has been on Daison's face the entire time. Ever since their first encounter with the ghola, his intention to treat this adventure as a pleasant diversion has quickly dissipated. He frowns at the ruined area in the level below.

"Heaviest first, don't you think?" the mage suggests, suspiciously eyeing the old supports holding up the narrow passage to the far stairwell.

[Tamarind]

Sevilin moves back from peering down into the room below and eyes the walkway,

"I'll go first if you like. Bollan, if I tie a rope round my waist and you take the other end then if I slip you can pull me up - when I get across we can hold the rope taut as a guide for the rest then you can tie it round your waist and follow?"

As he speaks Sevilin uncoils his rope and begins tying a secure loop round his waist.

[The Alcotroll]

"Hold a moment, laddie." calls Hargin, shuffling forwards towards the bridge. "Let me have a look at it first."

All Dwarves have an affinity with stone-work, and Hargin's experiences in the mines of his home make him more familiar than most with the workings of rock and stone.

He kneels at the edge of the walk-way and dons his glasses, inspecting the sides first by sight and then by touch for signs of cracks or flaking stone. He taps with a small hammer and listens carefully to the sound produced.

After some moments of consideration, he lets his breath out between his teeth in an engineer's whistle.

"It'l hold." he pronounces grudgingly, "If ye take it slow. No more'n one across at a time an' treadin' lightly."

He turns to Sevilin and indicates the rope half-way around his waist. "If ye go across first, ye could set that up as a safety-line fer' them's as needs it to hold on to."

[Thanos]

Bollan nods to Sevilin and then waits for the grumpy dwarf to do dwarvin things and pronounce everything good. Taking the rope he braces himself to Sevilin to fall with one arm wrapped, while feeding it out with his other hand. He seems rather unconcerned with the whole thing, even though he is the likeliest to take a hard fall.

[BigRedRod]

With Hargin having given his professional dwarvern blessing to the plan, Sevillin takes the first step onto the narrow walkway. A few small stones decide to take this moment to detach themselves from their friends creating a variety of unsettling noises as they fall down to the room below.

Almost halfway along the perilous bridge, a slightly chunk of stone drops away just to the right of where Sevillin placed his foot moments before. The flagstone fragment crushes the remains of a particularly comfortable chair lying in the ceilingless room. Turning his head back to look at the rest of the party the ranger sees three concerned faces, a featureless mask and the nodding head of Hargin.

Content with Hargin not seeming concerned, Sevillin lifts his other foot and as he does so he hears a rather unpleasant noise.

Click-Click-Click

All too soon does it become apparant that the cobwebs covering nearly everything were not just relics of the vermin dispatched by the others. In fact the spider emerging from the shadows of the room beneath is of horrifying size, with a body larger than Bollan and eight all too long legs sprouting outwards, the monstrous beast moves around the still taut rope attached to Sevillin and stands menacingly before the freed gladiator its twitching mandibles dripping with a thick green liquid..

On cue, a trio of much smaller spiders also arrive on the scene, crawling up from the remaining fragments of ceiling on the decaying room below.

Initative
Daison
Sevillin
Large Spider
Spider 1
Bollan
Hargin
Inyx
Spider 2
Spider 3
Guildsman

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[Dev]

"Bloody--! Spiders!" Daison cries, astutely identifying the large, obvious arachnids before them. While fighting and killing ghola was a moral ambiguity in his mind, exterminating vermin is not.

Wanting to remain as far from the critters as possible, he notices the nearest small one and lifts his crossbow in its direction. As he moves to the other side of the guildsman from Inyx, he prepares a bolt--a motion well-practiced on the game trails--aims, and fires.

((5-foot step SE, Point Blank Shot on Spider 3))

[BigRedRod]

The Zelt nobleman moves swiftly and silently, from his experience in hunting Daison is well aware of the need to fire before the quarry is given a chance to react. An unpleasant spray of greenish liquid and a squelch announce the arrival of the wizard's bolt as it penetrates the thorax and plunges deeply into the dog-sized creature's abdomen. The force of the impact is such that the spider falls backwards into the shadowy room below, it's destroyed form still twitches as it plunges out of sight.

With two of the smaller creatures at the far end of the narrow bridge and another which seems to have plucked directly from a nightmare behind him, the advance scout is in a difficult position. Making a split-second position, Sevilin decides to focus his energies on the greatest threat. Carefully stepping backwards while turning, the ranger frees his blade and brings it around in a broad horizontal sweep at the beast bearing down upon Bollan.

Despite being the proud owner of eight eyes the massive spider is unable to anticipate the attack. A metallic swoosh cuts through the air and one of the long black spindly legs falls away from its owner. Squirting out a jet of whatever passes for blood in an arachnid of such size, the leg falls to the ancient carpet in the room below with a thump.

The sound of a spider larger than a man roaring in anger and pain is not something that any member of the company will soon find themselves forgetting. Wheeling around with surprising grace for a monster which has just been relieved of a leg, the spider bears down upon the swordsman balancing on the narrow stone bridge. Aware that a bite from a much smaller creature reduced two of the mercenaries in the other group into little more than dead weight, Sevillin takes a chance and jumps backward as the jaws of the creature lunge down upon him.

A shower of rock dust spurts upward as the spider's mandibles bite into the precarious walkway and Sevillin manages to regain his footing. For a moment Sevilin believes that he must have landed awkwardly on his back foot although glancing down he sees the real reason, one of the smaller spiders opportunistically leapt upon his ankle and bit down. Kicking the creature free, Sevilin hopes that its small size means it doesn't carry a poison as potent as its larger brethren.


Initative
Daison
Sevilin
Large Spider
Spider 1
Bollan
Hargin
Inyx
Spider 2
Guildsman

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[Thanos]

Bollan slow reactions have been focused on Sevilin and the possible need to keep him from a very nasty fall. However, now that the situation has changed Bollan speeds into action. Without thought for the rope, it is let loose and both arms reach high over his back grasping his sword. But a little force from his wrists loose the button at the bottom of his sheath letting him do a full 180 arc swing. Mindful of the ceiling he adds force to his blow by pulling his entire body down onto one knee swinging the blade onto the back of the huge spider...

[The Alcotroll]

As a general rule, Hargin prefers to avoid close personal contact with monstrous arachnids. Accordingly, he takes a step backwards from all the excitement, fumbling over his shoulder for the butt of his cross-bow. Finding it, he slides back the ratchet, slips a bolt into place and takes hasty aim at the beast, aiming for the thing's bloated underbelly.

[OOC: 5" step back, draw and load crossbow, shoot the big bastard. As much of that checklist as I can get through in a turn anyway.]

[BigRedRod]

Evidently losing a leg sharpens the reflexes of an overgrown spider, Bollan's overhead crouching swing only barely impacts with the chitinous armour covering its body. Another wound leaking green blood pushes the creature closer towards the arachnid equivalent of the afterlife but not quite far enough to reach it.

As Hargin attempts to fit a bolt in his weapon and avoid any undesirable attentions from the wounded, yet still very large, spider the dwarf can't help but notice that the remnants of the floor are currently holding much more weight than it will be able to hold without completely collapsing.

Faced with a collection of vermin great and small it wouldn't seem greedy to most people to call upon the Gods to grant a minor blessing to the party. And in this case Inyx would consider herself most people. Grasping her holy symbol, the priestess mutters a few words beneath her breath to Lilleth and a familiar colourful sparkle dances in the peripheral vision of each of Inyx's companions.

With an ease that comes from a lifetime of accepting that it is quite possible to walk along nearly any surface as if it were the floor, the spider furthest from the action disappears underneath the stone walkway to scamper around unseen.

The attack puts a stop to the Guildsman's constant note taking, although the masked figure offers little of use in terms of action or words. The thought of being close to the creature is obviously not one he relishes.


Initative
Daison
Sevilin
Large Spider
Spider 1
Bollan
Hargin
Inyx
Spider 2 [Somewhere out of sight]
Guildsman

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[Dev]

"Ha!" Daison lets out a whoop of triumph, having single-boltedly taken care of one of the smaller spiders. There still remains, however, the large menace near the bridge. Feeling good about his aim today, Daison steps forward while readying another bolt, tracks the hulk of the nasty beast, and fires. Sure, it might hit one of the other expedition members on its way--but what are the chances of that!

((5-foot step SW, Point Blank Shot on Large Spider))

[Tamarind]

With the smaller spider temporarily kicked out of reach Sevilin eyes the greater threat before him, snapping his blade round and back in a rapid sweeping stroke as he steps back a little closer to the comparitive safety of the far side.
{5ft step W, full attack)

[BigRedRod]

Daison's bolt leaves his crossbow but lacks sufficient force to penetrate the great spider's armour and instead it deflects upwards and lodges itself in the ceiling between two of the large stone blocks.

With a foe on either side of the all too narrow remaining strip of floor, Sevilin is unable to manoeuvre. Another horizontal slash however does manage to catch the hulking seven legged beast between him and his fellows. This time the blow strikes not a leg but the main body of the creature and sends out a shower of green and black gore.

Screeching, or possibly roaring, in agony the creature rocks spiders and falls towards the room below. Its legs fails outwards in a desperate attempt to grab a hold of anything, but this soon stops as the creature falls upon one of the protruding metal skewers which once supported a fabric screen in the room below. Another shower of green squirts upward and marks a definite end for the top of the food chain in the ruin.

Not feeling quite so confident all of a sudden, the remaining spider also vanishes from sight leaving a sword wielding Sevilin stood atop a rather more structurally unsound walkway that he'd like with a slack rope tied around him and a large group of his companions looking on in the now silent subterranean corridor.

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[chalice]

Inyx has gone very pale, though she is now holding her own crossbow steadily enough.

"I hate those things," she mutters.

[Thanos]

Bollan quickly cleans his blade and then reaches down and grabs ahold of the rope getting back into his former position. "Those with crossbows and the like keep watch along the walls for that last critter, will ya!"

[Tamarind]

As the creature falls from sight Sevilin grins fiercely, an almost feral look on his face for a moment, as Bollan grasps the rope anew he remembers the precarious nature of his predicament and continues swiftly on to the far side, blade still in hand. Once there he braces himself, rope gripped tightly in his left hand, ichor-coated blade ready in his right...

[BigRedRod]

Another few steps and Sevilin's heart stops beating quite so quickly. After all, what were the chances of a second swarm of overlarge vermin clambering out of the shadows?

Cautiously, Sevilin's foot presses down on the walkway once again. This time just a shade too close to the edge as it rests solely upon a piece of stone at the very edge of the walkway and the added pressure sets it sliding sideways.

Reacting almost instantly, the ranger switches his footing and tries to regain his stance but it is too late. The further weakened walkway can no longer support the weight upon it and cracks start to spread. Within a single second the entire bridge has started to fall taking Sevilin with it.

Bollan grits his teeth and heaves on his end of the rope as he realises what is happening. The rope suddenly tugs forward and the freed gladiator grunts in response, taking tiny steps backward as he pulls.

The entire ruin feels like it is shaking as the stone blocks plunge downwards and impact on the remains of the room below. Fountains of dust spurt upwards as the carefully worked sections of floor are pulverised.

Somehow, Sevilin isn't crushed instantly, nor is he impaled on any of the jutting metal poles that hold the rags of the thick curtains which once split the room below into a dozen intimate sections. Swinging on the rope through the impenetrable grey gloom of rock dust makes seeing impossible. After several seconds it becomes clear that he isn't falling any longer, in fact he is very slowly moving upwards.

Out of the gloom comes a shape. The shape of a man. Of Bollan. A heavily armoured man with both hands on the rope that is tied around Sevilin's waist. Grunting and roaring, Bollan pulls and Sevilin can only hang on to the rope with both hands. It comes as something of a surprise to the man hanging on the rope that he is no longer in possession of his blade, it having been freed from his grasp as he fell.

Eventually Bollan can lean forward and extend a gauntleted hand to Sevilin. With one last mighty pull, Bollan staggers backward and Sevilin is left sprawling upon the stable ground at his feet.

"Oh, thank the heavens!"
The guildsman sits down on a nearby step, clearly also out of breath despite his lack of involvement in any of the recent heroics.


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[Tamarind]

"WHAAAAAAAAHHHHH!!!"

The involuntarily cry bursts forth as he plunges into the darkness, stonework plummeting around him. Panic seizes hold as he falls,

The rope will snap, Bollan won't be able to hold it...

The sudden jerking of the rope drives the breath from his lungs as the hemp cuts into the heavy leather armour, for a moment he hangs there gasping, lightheaded with relief. Then with an effort he grasps the rope in both hands, struggling to make his shaking arms pull upwards. As Bollan emerges from the dusty murk he renews his efforts, seeing the immense strain on his friend's face and desperate to help but his shaking muscles are weak as jelly. Falling to the floor he rolls onto his back and smiles gratefully upwards, sucking in deep breaths,

"Thank...you. I owe you one Bollan..."

With an effort he pushes himself to his feet and clasps the warrior in a burly hug.

"I won't forget this."

[Dev]

Daison simply smirks at seeing Sevilin return to solid ground, but his crossbow is still at the ready, in case any more spiders decide to pop up. His attention has turned to the crumbled bridge.

"Too bad, that. I suppose exploration here is over then!" He tosses a brief smile to the guildsman and seems plenty ready to head right back the way they came.

[chalice]

Inyx, who had been focussed on Sevelin's fall and ascent with the intense look her face takes on during prayer, relaxes a fraction and mutters a relieved oath not commonly associated with prayer or priestly circles.

Stepping lightly, she moves to lay a reassuring hand briefly on the guildman's shoulder, then close enough to check Sevelin for injuries.

"Nice catch," she smiles at Bollan.

"Sevelin, you should not be without a sword..." her hands move to unbuckle the belt holding the finely-worked shortsword at her slender waist. She holds it out to him across both hands, rather formally. "Under the circumstances, I don't think the Goddess would object to you borrowing this a while..."

[Tamarind]

He glances ruefully into the dust-filled gloom for a moment then reaching forward carefully accepts the offered sword,

"You are most generous m'lady, I hope I can do this blade justice."

Stepping back he thrusts the blade into his empty scabbard and bows, a gesture that is only slightly marred by the grimace as he bends forward.

[Thanos]

Bollan gives Sevelin a hand up and finds himself in an embrace...

"I, uh, your, uh, welcome, I guess. Cough!"

Bollan leans against the wall after that while Inyx gifts her blade to the brave ranger.

"I to think that this avenue is blocked *Cough*, at least for today. Let the dust settle so *Cough* we can see and breath again. Tomorrow we can attempt to retreave Sevelin's blade and begin searching in the room below if nothing else."

Bollan looks at the guildsman with bloodshot eyes waiting for him to contradict what he just stated.

[Tamarind]

Sevilin looks wistfully down into the gloom, in vain seeking a glimmer of polished steel,

"I would very much like to get that back - it means a lot to me..."

[Dev]

"Tch." Daison finally returns his crossbow to its strap and takes a step to stand next to Sevilin. "Careful what you wish for..."

He waves at the dusty air, as if that would help him get a better view, while he also searches for a sign of the lost blade.

[The Alcotroll]

Holding his newly-loaded cross-bow, Hargin feels slightly foolish. He looks arround surreptitiously, satisfies himself that all attention is on Bollan and Sevillin, then un-loads the bow and eases the spring, slinging the thing back over his shoulder and assuming an air of nonchalance.

Hopefully no-one will be cruel enough to point out that the fighting was over before he'd managed to load his weapon.

[BigRedRod]

Daison peers over the edge but is unable to spot the lost blade. Behind him, the Guildsman gets to his feet and speaks up over the party's plans,
"The day has just begun. Will things really be any different if we wait a day? I respect your opinion, after all you've been hired to provide the more... technical skills that brothers of the guild tend to lack."

There is a slight hesitant pause and the masked man continues in a slightly less authoritative voice,
"Perhaps we should take a small break now and we can consider how we are to continue."

[Tamarind]

"Let's lower a lantern down on the rope, get sight of what lies below - if it looks well enough then we can rig a rope and descend that way?"

[Thanos]

Bollan looks less pleased than one might expect, but then again his head and most of his face are completely blocked by a helm so it doesn't much matter what he looks like. I hate working under conditions that I can't see....

"Once the dust settles things will be a lot easier to see and a good bit easier on the lungs, but whatever everybody else wants to do."

[chalice]

Inyx unhooks a canteen of water from her belt and passes it around, offering it first to the dust-covered ex-gladiator.

Such decisions aren't really in her field - she seems prepared to wait for others to make this particular call.

[Thanos]

Bollan is grateful for the offering and takes a long gulp after proping up his helm. Passing it to Sevilin the helm drops back into place with only a slight nod of his head as Bollan mutters his thanks.

[Tamarind]

Sevilin takes a gulp from the flask and hands it to Daison, smiling his gratitude to Inyx,

"Hopefully the dust will settle quite quickly...let's have a look"

He busies himself attaching a lantern to the rope, lighting the lantern and then lowering the rope carefully over the edge...

[The Alcotroll]

Hargin wonders whether to point out that those blessed by the company of a Dwarf have no need to lower lanterns on the end of ropes. In the end he keeps quiet.

After all, I wasn't much use when the spiders were aroun'... better not to put m'self foward... wonder if there's another one down there... maybe a friend... bet it's a bit narked by now then... bugger.

Surreptitiously, Hargin's hand rises back to the stock of his bow... just in case.

[BigRedRod]

Standing at the edge of the floor, Sevilin gradually lowers his lantern into the reception room below. The dust is now just a gentle haze filling the lower room, looking like a light mist.

The original purpose of the room is further disguised by the additional chunks of debris littering it from the collapse of the bride. All seven legs pointed upward, the giant spider now rests motionless with one of the many metal poles dotting the room driven straight through it. Of it's children, however, there is no sign.

After a minute or two of squinting down, Sevilin learns very little more about the room and sees no sign of his blade. No doubt it has fallen behind or underneath something.

[Tamarind]

Sevilin looks a moment longer then stands, hauling up the lantern and moves back to the group,

"I think we can still get across but we'll need to be careful. If one of us can edge along by the wall takign a rope with we can rig up a kind of rope bridge - one to stand on and another for support at shoulder height should do it...I think we have enough rope for that between us. If anyone's got any spikes or such we could knock into the wall for extra support that would be even better..."

He looks round at the others for their views on this one...

[Thanos]

Bollan thinks for a moment and says, "Well I am not sure that a rope bridge will be sufficient to carry those of us in heavy armor. Perhaps if we all just lower ourselves down on this side you and I can boost our dwarvin friend up on the other side to fix some ropes so we can haust the rest up. That or there is enough rubble down there that we could, with a little dwarven engineering direction, built a reasonably stable stairway up the side to climb."

[chalice]

"And that way, we might find your sword, too," puts in Inyx brightly. "Oh - I think I have some iron spikes..."

[Tamarind]

Sevilin looks at Inyx, a haunted look crossing his eyes for a moment,

"Finding my sword would be very welcome, it is dear to me."

He looks at the others, the haunted look replaced by one of decisiveness,

"You're right Bollan, might be a problem - let's try the climbing down and back up approach. Inyx, if we could borrow some spike we could hammer a couple in up here to anchor the rope - so's we can get back up later."

Sevilin sets to uncoiling rope and looking for a likely gap in the flagstones (well back from the edge) to hammer the spikes in...when all is ready he moves back to the edge and looks down,

"Well, I guess as I'm the one who broke the bridge I should go first..."

He grasps the rope firmly in both hands and begins to climb down the wall, picking foot and hand-holds carefully, alert for any sounds (or signs) of movement that might herald the return of the arachnids...

[BigRedRod]

While hammering spikes between the smooth, and very thick, flagstones Sevilin notes that the stones don't have any mortar between them and seem to be held together by little more than force of will and being expertly carved. The spikes fit snugly after enough of a battering and allow a rope to be easily anchored.

Dropping the rope near the interior wall to give himself something to aid the climb downwards, the bridge-slayer takes a deep breath and begins his short descent to the dark, rubble-strewn room beneath.

The climb isn't especially taxing for one such as Sevilin, after lowering his entire body below floor level there is barely three feet between his boots and then floor or uncertain stones. Light spreads in the room below as Sevilin leans on what turns out to a spectacularly dusty strip of jezrit in the wall of the lower chamber. The rubble shifts uneasily underfoot as he lets go of the rope and the room is illuminated.

In stark contrast to the dull greys making up the ruin so far, this chamber still retains vestiges of colour. Rich red fabrics, now covered in cobwebs, do their best to cover the stone walls and the metal poles jutting out of the ground are equally clothed.

The smell of decay is rather unpleasant however, the general smell of slightly damp rotting cloth along with the oozing spider corpse lying impaled a short distance away mixes in with a mysterious scent which is likely from the remaining cocooned meals attached firmly to the overhang upon which the rest of the party are currently standing.

Rocks of all shapes and sizes cover the floor along with splinters of rich woods, all covered with spider silk.
Of more direct interest are the two doors on either side of the chamber. One is partially concealed by the mass of rubble, a mass of rubble which makes a ramp half way up the wall, while the other stands opposite and is almost a pure white with the silk covering which the spider colony have coated it in over their time here.

Of the spiders themselves there is no sign, clearly those that survived have hidden themselves in the debris or have escaped via some unseen route.


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[ooc: Red ares mark the overhang from the passage above. Green diamonds are the iron poles which still extend upwards nearly to the missing ceiling. Green lines are the more intact cloth dividers. x marks the rope. The monster is the big dead spider]

[Dev]

Daison squints as the space below begins to glow. He sneers at the sight of the mess. "Looks quite like my older sister's bedroom."

He steps over to peer down at Sevilin, as if to appraise both the rope and the one who set it. Though smirking, the nobleman doesn't want to appear cowardly, and readies his equipment in preparation to be the next to descend.

[Tamarind]

Sevilin draws the fine short sword he has been loaned and looks about him warily. Slowly he moves across the rubble-strewn floor around where the bridge was, seeking the tell-tale glint of his blade as he waits for the others to descend.

[Thanos]

Bollan helps the others before going down himself.

[BigRedRod]

It takes a few minutes for Sevilin to catch sight of where his weapon has landed. Pinned beneath a large rough cube of grey stone lies the finely crafted blade. With a solid kick, the block rolls sideways with a loud bang, a cloud of dust rises up and Sevilin manages to retrieve his surprisingly undamaged sword.

By this time, even the loudly complaining guildsman has managed to navigate his way down the rope and into the room below. The sight of another room quiets his complaints almost instantly as the scratching sound of his ink pen on his notepad starts up again.

[Tamarind]

Sevilin lifts the blade carefully, almost reverently and brushes the dust off before sheathing it. Moving over to Inyx he offers her sword back to her, hilts first,

"My thanks for the loan of your blade, Inyx, it's a fine piece."

[Dev]

"Indeed she is," mutters Daison, under his breath.

[chalice]

Inyx bows slightly to Sevelin as she accepts the return of her shortsword, and returns it reverently to its sheath.

Almost instantly, she too is captivated by exploring the new room, her well-chewed pencil reappearing in her hand as she casts envious glances at the guildsman's neat note-taking apparatus.

"I have got to get one of those..." she murmurs.

[Tamarind]

Sword in hand Sevilin moves over to the silk-covered doorway and begins slicing the strands away with sweeps of the blade whilst Inyx and the guildsman make their notes.

After a moment he draws his shortsword also, so he has a blade free to parry with in case of an arachnid attack.

[BigRedRod]

The silk resists rather more than expected, and it takes a good few minutes for Sevilin to fully clear the doorway leaving a small pile of ruined webbing at his feet and exposing yet another of the stone doors with the central depression.

No more of the overgrown arachnids make their presence known, although a few spiders no bigger than a thumbnail can be seem crawling about, apparently unconcerned about the group of adventurers standing in the ruined reception room.

[Tamarind]

With the doorway clear Sevilin steps back, cleans off his blade and takes a few deep breaths of air that isn't quite so full of cobweb and dust. Looking around to see how the scholars are getting on he heads over to the rubble ramp, gauging how safe it looks and how hard it would be to get from the top back up to the other side of the room above (should they need to).

That done he'll head back over to the group,

"Shall we head on?"

Moving over to the door he prepares to repeat the one-guards one-opens-the-door trick he and Bollan have perfected up above.

[Dev]

"By all means," mutters Daison, with a hint of exasperation. He hangs back by the guildsman, once in a while trying to peek over at his notes to see what archaeological nonsense the man finds so fascinating.

[Thanos]

Bollan moves towards the door and gets into position and a ready state. We are off to see the dungeon...


[to the tune of 'We are off to see the Wizard, the wonderful wizard of Oz']

[Tamarind]

Seeing Bollan ready to cover him Sevilin sets to hauling the doors open...

[BigRedRod]

With a shove, Sevilin slides the door sideways, while Bollan waits for whatever horror lurks on the other side to lunge through the portal. After a second without any sound, a wary hand reaches within the gloomy room beyond and makes contact with the Jezrit strips that the Ehb built into almost every room. The familiar neutral glow dispels some of the tension, as rather than a horde of vicious Ghola there is a kitchen and a very cold draught.

Satisfied that a seemingly empty kitchen is no direct threat, Bollan and Sevilin peer in. Despite the three large stone counters, the room itself is quite spacious, allowing perhaps dozens to cook simultaneously without stepping on one another. The central counter top is featureless stone while the other two have massive glyph-covered metal plates sunk into their centres (despite their strange decision and masked workings, they are quite clearly stoves) and deep depressions like large bowls in two opposite corners. The counters themselves reach about waist height and each has a number of sliding stone doors built into it.

Hooks run around the edge of the room, only one or two still carry heavily oxidised pots and pans, the rest having seemingly scattered their load to the floor. Oddly enough there seems to be no provision for removing smoke from the room (the windows being the kind used throughout the structure, crystal clear but with no method of opening) and yet there is no lingering greasy smell

Two doors lead on from the impressively sized kitchen, one is sat at a rather jaunty angle in its frame, while the other sits in pieces upon the ground revealing a dark storage room from which the very cold draught blows.

Maintaining a safe distance from the door to avoid any hidden dangers, the Guildsman peers in and with more than pinch of excitement in his voice adds,
"This must have been a focal point for the Ehb to need such catering ability. Most of it looks like it's still in tact too..."
Trailing off he goes back to rapidly scribbling down notes.


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[Thanos]

Bollan moves into the room maintaining an at ready stance until he has checked out the storage room and if possible has looked to see if anything is beyond the tilted door. If everything looks safe he will signal the all clear.

[Tamarind]

Sevilin holds position in the doorway, drawing the shortsword in his off hand as he adopts a defensive stance...

[BigRedRod]

Moving as silently as a heavily armoured warrior on a stone floor covered with the occasional fallen piece of cookware can, Bollan moves towards the cold storage room. Stepping through the threshold, over several large pieces of door, Bollan is struck by the absolute chill of the air within the room. The chilly draught was in no way a reliable indication of just how cold the kitchen's larder would be. Reaching around, the freed gladiator runs his hand across a strip of jezrit and illuminates the room. Sides of beef and entire pigs hand from a complex series of thick metal wires on the ceiling. Miraculously, none show any signs of decay. Although one of the sides of beef does appear to have been attacked by a clawed something.

Aside from the meat, there are several small crates stacked, three high, against one of the walls (walls which are somehow free of frost despite the sub-zero temperatures). One of the crates has been pulled free from the neat stack and thrown across the room leaving a spread of pieces of wood and a collection of mysterious green fruits spread across the floor. In one corner of the larder is a steep staircase leading downwards, possibly to further food storage.

Leaving the larder behind for the moment, Bollan approaches the slanted door and realises something. The jezrit strips on the other side are glowing. Drawing close, the warrior can make out a large dining room with two huge tables. Rather more filth covers this room than any other. As for the door itself, it will need to lifted and pushed simultaneously in order to open it, it may be a simpler task to break it down than trying to open it in the conventional manner.


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[Thanos]

Bollan motions for the Dwarf, "You may want to take a look and see if their is anything you can do with this, otherwise I might have to break it down."

They may be short, but they do have their purposes.

[Tamarind]

"Strange that the light is already shining...maybe there's someone there, someone more intelligent than the ghola we met earlier?"

Pondering this Sevilin moves stealthily towards the door, hoping to peer through without being seen from beyond.

[BigRedRod]

The Guildsman seems a little flustered at mention of breaking the down the door,
"No, no, no. Is there no other way? We need to preserve and protect these wonders"

Standing beside Bollan, Sevilin peers through the gap created by the stone door slipping out of the sliding mechanism. The limited field of view fails to reveal what was responsible for activating the Jezrit strips.

[The Alcotroll]

Relieved to have found something useful to do, Hargin moves forwards as quietly as his heavy boots allow, making a cursory examination of the door and the wall around it, reasoning that such a heavy portal must have some opening mechanism hidden somewhere.

After a few moments, he sucks in air between his teeth, the universal symbol of engineers everywhere, meaning that what he's just seen is going to be very expensive for someone.

"Mechanism's broken," he announces, looking around. "Need two to lift and one to push, see."

[Tamarind]

Sevilin looks at Bollan,

"We could lift and our dwarven friend here could push at the opportune moment?"

[Dev]

Having meandered through the larder with a disgusted look, Daison raises an eyebrow when he hears Sevilin's suggestion.

"Swell. And the three of us will cheer you on for morale." He indicates Inyx and the guildsman, while his satisfied grin suggests he is not at all joking.

[Thanos]

Bollen shrugs and gets into position.

"One, Two, HEAVE!"

With no small effort Bollen puts his back into it.

[Tamarind]

With a slight smile Sevilin turns to the wizard,

"That would be excellent Daison, if perhaps - between cheering - you could also be ready with your crossbow that would be wonderful too?"

Then he too puts his back into the door-opening endeavour.

[BigRedRod]

Stooping down Bollan grips the door from beneath and with a Herculean display of strength he manages to raise it almost an inch on his own, allowing Sevilin a chance to get his own hands on the bottom of the massive stone slab, risking severe injury to his hands should Bollan's strength fail him.

With the two of them straining to hold the door up from its base, Hargin sets his shoulder into the slight depression, pushing with his entire body he urges the slab back into place upon the hidden rollers and gears that reside within the wall.

After travelling horizontally for a foot the door suddenly shudders and jerks. Sevilin announces that he can't hold it any longer, Hargin does his best to hold it from the depression as the ranger gradually lowers the door back its former sloping angle. The three back away, rubbing their muscles and pondering about alternate approaches. Hargin inspects the door for several minutes, doing his best to peer into the almost non-existent gap between wall and doorway. To the others, most of their curiosity is directed at the small opening made by moving the slab slightly into its recess.

The gap allows them to see the mess that is the great dining hall of the ruin. The two dark stone tables dominating the room were both once set with an elaborate mosaic of what looks to be small organically shaped planes of coloured frosted glass, now much of the mosaic pieces have been prised free of their former locations and seemingly hurled about the room leaving broken fragments everywhere. Bits of food, mostly bread and fruit although Daison is sure he can make out a half eaten rat, litter the tables, chairs and floor. Several of the chairs have been upturned, and one has been transformed into a stool, its back lies a small distance away surrounded by a small found of rock chips that serve as evidence to the act of determined vandalism that was behind its destruction. The strong smell of faecal matter and rotting food takes the opportunity gradually diffuse to the party through the gap.

Hargin gathers Bollan and Sevilin for another attempt at fixing the sliding the door, shooing the others away from the already crowded space the two men begin lifting once more while Hargin pushes the edge of the door. For a moment there is slow progress and an angry grinding sound, but eventually the stone slab seems to accept its fate to serve as a door once more and slides easily into the hidden recess.

Quickly recovering their breath, Bollan and Sevilin step forwards into the room followed by the rest of the group. The smell is much stronger having crossed the threshold of the dining room. If the room contained anything of value, it has either been destroyed or stolen. Both tables are marked with little pacthes of scratches, clearly whoever was eating in this room thought the need to leave their thoughts as a permanent addition to the furniture.

"Disgusting!"
The voice of the guildsman rings out first,
"Who could do this? It's a disgrace. Who knows what we could have learnt from this room, but some... some... some good-for-nothing layabout with nothing to better to do has managed to erase nearly any trace of the Ehb. Nobody else should have been here, damn treasure hunting vermin."
The masked man continues to rant as he continues his note-making.


[ooc: Those without PMs explaining otherwise can assume that you can't read the messages scratched in to the tables]

[Thanos]

Bollan moves to the tables looking for danger from some other doorway that is not already visible. Seeing not immediate danger he happens to look down at the tables and notice that there is some kind of message written upon it. Raising his voice a little to get above the chatter of the others he says.

"There is some kind of message or writting inserted into this table. It is Orcish letters, but the words don't seem to make sense. Perhaps it is our midnight trespassers that have made a lair here?"

[Tamarind]

Sevilin speaks calmly as he moves slowly about the chamber, noting the discarded remains of food matter,

"This...meal is fresh, no more than a few hours old at most - whoever was here was here not long ago, they are likely still close by..."

As he speaks he seeks signs of where the eaters may have gone, and how long since...

[The Alcotroll]

Pushing his glasses up onto the bridge of his nose, Hargin squints at the awkward lettering. "Cinzol... loves... Elves?" he reads slowly. "Goblins!"

He spits with disgust and reaches for his crossbow, backing away as he does so. "Goblins wrote this," he says again, "Mayhap the little buggers is still around. Over to you big fellas then..."

[Dev]

For once, the wizard shares a genuine, unsarcastic sympathy: his look of disgust mirrors the guildsman's. He slowly readies and loads a bolt into his crossbow, tossing a dark glance here and there as he does, and tries to stay near the back of the group by the door. Daison's sarcasm, however, is allowed only the briefest of holidays.

"Just what I'd love to do next," he mutters. "Shoot a filthy goblin in his filthy head and enjoy that much more a mess. Tell me we're not to go further into this mud pit."

[chalice]

Inyx looks around with some distress and distaste, a gauzy scarf now wound about the lower half of her face.

Absently, she pats the ranting Guildsman consolingly on the arm. "Perhaps we shall find untouched rooms further in," she offers in would-be encouraging tones.

[Tamarind]

Sevilin looks over from where he is crouched studying footprints in the muck,

"Looks to me as though a group of them based themselves here for a while, there are tracks leading all over this room. Most recently though they seem to have headed out this way..."

he indicates the far door with his swordblade,

"...a few hours ago."

A thought occurs and he concentrates for a short while, seeking to try and commune with Re and have him do a flyby over the area of the camp to be sure there aren't goblins currently sneaking up on those still there.

[Thanos]

We could set up an ambush for them, by finding out where the hole to the surface is and leaving some in wait to follow them down while the others lay in wait down here to finish the pincer move.

"Depending on their numbers they could be a threat. If we knew how many we might want to set up an ambush for them when they return."

[Tamarind]

Sevilin moves around the move, peering closely at the footprints, eventually he looks up and announces to the others,

"It's hard to be sure given the state of this place but I'd say at least five, possibly as many as twelve of them..."

[Tamarind]

"Still, it's daylight now so I doubt they'll be on the move - shall we press on, we may come upon them unawares if they're sleeping nearby?"

[chalice]

Inyx swallows slightly, but her voice is steady as she replies: "I don't see how else we can progress. Our job is to explore this place fully, after all."

[Dev]

"Indeed," says Daison, trying to put on a comforting smile for Inyx. "The sooner we get through this god-forsaken survey, the sooner we can leave!"

[Tamarind]

"Onwards then" says Sevilin, keeping his blade drawn he moves cautiously over to the far door, alert for sounds of any activity beyond.

ooc:Is there a door in the space or is it a simple opening?

[Tamarind]

As he draws closer to the door Sevilin gestures sharply with his offhand for everyone to stop, then raises his finger to his lips for silence.

Very slowly, placing each foot with exquisite care to balance and noiselessness he steps closer to the portal, senses straining to catch a further hint as to the nature of the sound...

[Tamarind]

Sevilin frowns, looking a little puzzled. In a low voice, little above a whisper, he explains,

"Thought I heard something, but it's gone now...there may well be something waiting beyond this door though. We should be alert, have those crossbows loaded and ready."

He turns to Bollan,

"Lets get this opened - one swift motion, we may catch them by surprise that way"

so saying he takes up position to open the door.

[chalice]

Inyx flashes a wram, grateful smile at Daison.

At Sevelin's last comment, she readies her small crossbow, her hands steady and face determind. One hand steals up to grip the holy symbol at her throat as the others prepare to open the door.

[Thanos]

Bollan takes the appropriate possition and once again the two perform their tried, if not completely true, method of portal entery.

[Tamarind]

Sevilin lends himself to the task with a will, senses still straining for another hint of what he thought he'd heard.

Hope I'm not imagining things...

[BigRedRod]

Leaning into the slight depression on the door that seems to have served the Ehb as a handle, Bollan tenses his body as more than one of his companions aims a crossbow at his current position. With a grint, the door slides sideways and the warrior jumps clear of the open portal to allow Sevilin to take position in leaping to attack whoever might lie beyond.

The gust of fresh air catches the entire group off guard. A fresh scent of summer followed a moment later by a similar lingering smell to that of the befouled dining hall. The jezrit of the small entry hall beyond the door has not, in fact, been activated. It takes Sevilin a moment to realise that the shimmering light is in fact daylight pouring in from between bushy trees which seem to have taken up residence outside what can only be the main entrance to the ruin. Only one of the pair of the ornate, mottled green, copper doors has been opened and clearly by application of extreme force from the number of indentations upon it.

Much of the entry hall’s floor is given over to a massive mosaic crafted from all manner of types of stone and gems. It is hard to tell whether it depicts anything in particular, not least because it would appear that somebody, or a group of somebodies, have been devoting time to extracting the more valuable sections. Nevertheless, it remains a thing of beauty.

The passageway in one direction has almost completely collapsed while the other is framed by an archway before opening out into a dark room. A few glimmers of light catch a bank of tall windows, although several seem to have been broken and are surrounded by heaps of earth that have fallen through.

A twitter of birdsong from somewhere outside is the only sign of life, although a small leather bag lies on the ground beneath the archway inviting further investigation.



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[Thanos]

"Well, if it isn't the front door," says Bollan with some exasperation.

[Tamarind]

"Explains how those goblins got to us the other night I guess..."

Sevilin, crouching low with blade at the ready moves stealthily forward and prods the bag with the tip of his sword, assuming nothing moves he moves alongside so he can further down that corridor before scooping up the bag and moving back to the others.

[BigRedRod]

The coast seems clear as Sevilin slowly and carefully approaches the leather bag. With each step he feels his heart beat. They all knew that something was in the ruin with them and all signs were pointing to goblins. Eyes straining against the dark, the ranger can make out little in the far room as he stoops to pick up the curious container.

Closing his hand around the tied neck of the bag, Sevilin takes a deep breath almost expecting something untoward to happen. Nothing. Realising he has lingered for a few seconds and that Bollan is giving him odd looks from the doorway, Sevilin straightens. Just in time for an overwhelming feeling of panic to flood through his system, or possibly just in time for the arrow to pass so closely by his face that he could feel the odd tickle of the feather-vane on his cheek. Turning on his heel, another arrow flies out from the darkness, this time it strikes home, the narrow metal head planting itself just beneath Sevilin's collar bone tearing both armour and flesh that obscure its path. Looking in to the gloom, the wounded scout can only make out vague shifting shapes.

Initiative
Sevilin
Inyx
The Darkness
Bollan
Daison
The Guildsman
Hargin

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[chalice]

Although her instincts would have her running toward the injured Ranger, Inyx forces herself to take a few steps to whichever wall is nearest, laying her hand on the jezrit strip to get some light into the place (or at least to find out ofr sure if it is non-functional).

[Tamarind]

Sevilin hurls himself forward and to the right, behind the closest cover - around the corner that leads to the outside. Pain and anger burn through his system, barely he keeps his rage in check, waiting for any sign that would betray his foe's location.

[OOC 5ft stepand cast shield]

[BigRedRod]

A steady trickle of blood runs down Sevilin's shoulder as he staggers backwards, ducking around a corner he quickly waves his arms around in a rough ellipse conjuring a shield of invisible force to protect him from any further missiles that might be arriving from the darkness.

Passing by Bollan, Inyx edges around the ruined mosaic and runs her elven hands across the strip of Jezrit marking the wall. It takes a moment but soon the hall is bathed in light and the shadows are pushed a little further away. Two squat shapes lurk in the darkness beyond, using the piles of rubble which have cascaded through the shattered windows countless years ago as cover.

The whole structure seems to shake with terror as something in the darkness roars. Outside the birds sat in the trees merrily singing quickly make their own escape, deciding that even outside the ruin is to close to whatever made that sound.

With a distinct twang one of the shapes lets an arrow loose toward Inyx, it's narrow head digs deeply into the wall just above her head sending up a miniature shower of dust.

Initiative
Sevilin
Inyx
Archer 1
Archer 2
Bollan
Daison
The Guildsman
Hargin

Map
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[Thanos]

Those arrows are going to be the death of the others unless something is done.

With a roar of his own, "FOR TEMPEST!" Bollan comes trotting out of the doorway in his heavy armor making a semi-circle turn of 90 degrees in front of Selivin and makes sure not to step on the bag as he goes past it and into the other room. He comes to a halt and prepairs for whatever is going to come around that corner, while still being mindful of the archerers who's attention he hopes that he has gotten.

{move action, 20ft. Total Defense, +4 Dodge Bonus to AC.}

[Dev]

"For the love," Daison mutters, echoing Bollan, and he would certainly roll his eyes had he time to do so. Instead, he ducks through the doorway himself, curious as to where the others have disappeared to. Quickly ensuring that his crossbow bolt is ready, he aims it to the right where the raging warrior has run. The noble's hands twitch in anticipation, ready to fire on any further threats that he can see approaching the area, covering Bollan. What poor creatures will we be massacring this time, I wonder?

[5-foot step NW. Ready action: fire crossbow at any enemies that move into line of sight.]

[BigRedRod]

One of the shadowy archers takes the opportunity to release his bow, sending an arrow spiralling toward Bollan as he takes up position beneath the archway. The black and red banded armour protecting the warrior performs as it should, with the arrow failing to penetrate his flesh and instead breaking upon impact.

In a rare display of Chivalry, Daison steps into the line of fire before Inyx and prepares to fire back at anything he can make out sufficiently.

From the safety of the dining hall, the Guildsman does little else but make a faintly startled sound and crouch down. Gathering some of his wits, he shouts out,
"What was that? A Ghola? I've never heard one like that before. It must be huge!"

Muttering something vague and neigh-on incomprehensible about cowardice, Hargin jogs forwards, loaded crossbow in hands and clearly catching sight of the two shapes with his superior dwarvern eyesight fires into the gloom. A squeal of protest reveals that his bolt struck its target.

A dull thump, a horribly wet sound and the taste of iron in Sevilin's mouth alert him to the arrival of a new threat. Turning he spots a small figure stood in the daylight beyond the main door, in a heavy brown cloak and with a dark green cowl covering its face, its small black gloved hands carry a rather improvised looked bow.

From deep within the darkness comes the sound of a voice. A bestial voice more chanting than second, a second similar but distinct shouts above it briefly, although the source of either remains hidden.


Initiative
Sevilin
Inyx
Archer 1
Archer 2
Bollan
Daison
The Guildsman
Hargin
Archer 3
Voices

Map
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[Tamarind]

"There's an ogre down there somewhere! Be care..."

The rest of his warning is cut short by the arrow.

Sevilin's eyes burn with rage as he rounds on the figure, a cone of roiling flame searing forth from his snarling mouth to engulf the cloaked form...

[Draconic Breath (2d6), 30' cone]

[chalice]

"Two goblins in that cover, with bows," Inyx adds, stepping back into the doorwayd for some cover.

Drawing herself up, the slight cleric raises on hand to the holy symbol at her throat and begins to chant, her musical words speaking of gentle sunlight, calling to it, invoking pure clean light in this place of darkness.

A glow, as of faint sunlight, begins to gather about her slender form.

[ooc: 5' step back into doorway and beings to cast : Nimbus of Light- this will build up for the rest of this round not yet being released. It gains +1 to the d8 damage roll for each round built up - Inyx can buld for 2 rounds and is hoping the ogre will be visible soon. I'll decide next round if she builds up again for the final time, or releases the bolt.]

[BigRedRod]

The cloaked archer was clearly too surprised at the sight of Sevilin breathing fire to make any attempt to dodge it. A heat haze shimmers in the air for a moment as the flames subside leaving only a crumpled smouldering form in the undergrowth outside. The brief flames leave their mark on the Ehb ruin with a coating of black suit on the open door and ceiling of the entry hall.

Backing away from the hail of arrows, calling out to her God through song as she moves. The prayer complete, Inyx is left standing with a divine glow about her.
The ground shakes slightly and another deafening roar fills the air, out of the gloom comes a massive shape. Standing so tall that it's head nearly scrapes the ceiling, the hulking giant looks for all the world like a parody of a man. It's head is barely bigger than Bollan's own, while the rest of its body is vast. Greyish brown skin is obscured by its crude garb of animal hides, pieces of treated leather, cloth and seemingly anything the creature found and decided it could have a go wearing. In it's massive hands it holds what was once a tree, now however the trunk has had random pieces of metal hammered into it. Roaring again, the ogre attempts to swing its club around and transform Bollan into a bloody paste. The tree trunk comes around in a horizontal arc which Bollan avoids by throwing himself backwards against the wall. As a result the blow impacts firmly with a wall, sending out a shower of stone fragments and causing the entire structure to creak unsettling.

Behind the ogre, the two creatures identified as Goblins notch more arrows and send them toward Bollan. Both fly true, but Bollan is far from an easy target. A sidestep leaves one of the narrow-headed arrows shattering to uselessness against the archway behind the warrior while the second cracks firmly against his armour, sticking in but not touching the man, only his armour.

Initiative
Sevilin
Inyx
Ogre
Archer 1
Archer 2
Bollan
Daison
The Guildsman
Hargin
Voices

Map
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[Thanos]

By Tempus' own two horses that thing is damn big and I just can't allow it to hit me or I will be ground to paste. Hopefully the mage will do something other than fire a pitiful little bolt at this thing.

Bollan moves forward along the left wall with a lunge at the huge man-thing, but keeps a little of his weight on his back foot in order to hold off the next blow that the huge creature will be sending his way.



[5' step forward, Expertise for +2 AC, Fighting Defensively for +2 AC, but a total of -6 to the attack leaving him with only a +2 to hit]

[Dev]

Daison simply stares at the arrow-pierced, fire-breathing Sevilin while he adjusts his footing to get a better shot at the ogre. He then lines up the bolt, looses it, then quickly readies another. As he begins aiming for the next shot, he realizes that Bollan is nearing the foot of his target. What?! He's running towards that thing? Imbecile!

[5-foot step west; Point Blank Shot at the ogre]

[BigRedRod]

Pressing forwards, Bollan thrusts his blade toward the ogre but with a sight to avoiding over extending himself and being left vulnerable to a blow from the club which took a large chunk out of the opposite wall. As a result there is not sufficient force behind the attack for it to deal any damage, instead it merely severs a pair of crude stitches in the patchwork hide armour the hulking creature wears.

Daison has more success, not having to worry about being struck by any trees moving far faster than they should he, the nobleman has more than enough time to adjust his position and line up the shot with one of the seemingly unarmoured sections of giant. The bolt barely appears to occupy the space between the crossbow and ogre. With a quiet wet thud, the bolt digs its way into the ogre's thigh, although the creature seems to barely register the wound.

"Be careful! That thing could bring the whole place down on top of us!"
The words come from the dining room where apparently the guildsman is still taking cover from any stray arrows.

Behind the ogre, a small cloaked figure shuffles into view. Given the lingering darkness of the room and Bollan's focused attention, it is hard to make out details. The figure holds something with one hand, resting it on its arm, while the other weaves the air leaving a trail of white shimmering dust. The traced figure pulses with a brief white glow and Bollan feels a strong tug on his blade as though an unseen creature was attempting to pry it from his grasp. Lasting for only a fraction of a second, Bollan fights off the attempt to disarm him.

Forcing a bolt into the mechanism of his crossbow, Hargin squints into the dark and lets a bolt loose. The bolt misses the ogre by a wide margin, but a squeal from behind reveals it struck its intended target. One of the archers drops out of view, clearly more concerned with clinging to life than firing more arrows at the party.

A deep warcry fills the air as another shape comes charging out of the blackness to descend upon Bollan. Leaping up it hammers down with both fists, an attack which the gladiator barely manages to block having just regained control of his weapon.
"FOR KUNOQ!"
The creature steps backward, having failed to land a blow upon its target and the party are able to see what manner of beast it is. Wearing only a loincloth and a copper symbol of Kunoq on a leather thong around his neck, the powerful physique of the creature if in full view. Standing as tall as Bollan, the creature is without a doubt of orcish descent. Where it differs, however, is significant, two square-jawed heads sit atop the broad frame. The first looks Bollan directly in the eye, the second turns to the ogre,
"Smash him, Leadbelcher. Every one of them you squash, you can eat."

A cloud of deep red something seems to swirl around each of the two headed orc's fists.

Initiative
Sevilin
Inyx
Ogre
Archer 1
Archer 2
Bollan
Daison
The Guildsman
Cloaked Figure
Hargin
Two Headed Orc

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[Tamarind]

As the figure crumples, burned to ash, Sevilin slumps slightly, a shadow crossing his face. The cries from behind jerk him back to the moment, turning he takes in the scene swiftly. A step forwards jars the arrow against the wall, wincing he abandons his desire to join the melee, instead pulling his mighty bow he grits his teeth and nocks an arrow. A moment's pause to steady his aim on the spellweaver and he lets the shaft fly...

[chalice]

Inyx steps back out [5' move] so that she is standing close to Daisun and able to sight down the hall between Bollan and Hargin.

With an oddly delicate gesture, she raises one hand in the direction of the two-headed orc. Her singing hits a curious note - almost as if she is manging to harmonise with herself - and the daylight nimbus contracts about her and flies from her hand, directly at her target.

[ooc: I cannot tell from the map if the heights of Bollan and Ogre would make this an impossible target. If so, she will aim her bolt at the ogre instead. Sorry to be thick ]

[BigRedRod]

Aiming through a shifting melee involving an ogre toward a figure that Sevilin can only just make out is difficult when one doesn't have to worry about an arrow shaft embedded deep within oneself. This shows, as the arrow glances off the side of the archway, spirals uncontrollable and snaps against a wall. Sevilin notices a fan trickle of dust spiralling down from between two of the stone blocks which make up the ceiling above him.

Strands of divine light spiral around Inyx as she sings, peeling away from her and arcing through the air towards the two-headed orc. Over Hargin's head the entwining strands of light move, shedding brief light into the ruined hall beyond the melee before finally impacting the bizarre creature square in the torso. A small trickle of blood runs from the corner of one of its mouths in response while the other cries out in pain.

Leadbelcher hungy. Leadbelcher gunna eat tin man. Eat 'im all up.
Slobbering slightly as it talks, the ogre grips its club in both hands and taking care to avoid striking his companion, the orc, or one of the walls which seem to barely be large to constrain the beast, it swings its weapon down and sideways. Bollan is caught by the greatclub and finds himself forced into one of the stone walls. Without his armour it seems likely, the force of the blow would have pulverised his internal organs, as it stands he's just heavily bruised.

Another arrow from the remaining goblin archer races through the air, but somehow manages to miss each and very target between it and the collapsed section of ruin behind the party.

Initiative
Sevilin
Inyx
Ogre
Archer 2
Bollan
Daison
The Guildsman
Cloaked Figure
Hargin
Two Headed Orc

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[Thanos]

OooooouuuucccH! Well, if thats the way of it.

Bollan takes a step back to get out from under the tree-club and looks to bring his blade back to bear on the ogre, but instead continues his retreat another step while taking a diagnal swipe at the two headed Orc that has already been wounded.

Concentrate on the ones already hurt if its a fight to the death, that is what Master Torrin used to say.

[5' step back, Combat Expertise for +2AC, Attack the Orc at +6]

[Dev]

Daison winces at the sight of the warrior getting hammered like a rag doll. For perhaps the first time in his life, he experiences a bout of mortal fear. This is getting dire ... time for something more drastic!

Yet, as Daison is about to shoulder his crossbow and begin making his practiced gestures, something stabs into his consciousness. A new sense of fear quickens his frantic breaths, this terror more obscure, more remote ... coming not from his heart but from someone else's.

"No!" he manages to blurt out. "She's in trouble!"

In his mental panic, releasing the readied crossbow shaft at its previous target is all he has time to do. As it flies towards the one called Leadbelcher, Daison is reminded that he has allies around him, and his words are probably just going to confuse them. In haste, the only clarification he manages to add is, "Back outside!"

[Point Blank Shot on the ogre]

[BigRedRod]

The orc is clearly caught unawares by Bollan's sudden change in target and as a result the gladiator is able to slice a thick red line diagonally across his torso. This time both heads roar in pain and the entire creature sags slightly.

Daison points his crossbow and releases the mechanism, too frantic to bother with the finer points of aiming. Fortune choose to favour him, and the bolt lodges itself inside Leadbelcher's neck, not a mortal blow by any means but still a significant triumph of man versus giant.

A robed blur moves through the battle zone and stops next to Sevilin, it's the guildsman and he is holding something out to the ranger in one gloved hand,
"Drink this."
The phial is crafted from both clear glass and black metal. Inside, there is not even a mouthful of a thin brown liquid,
"Quickly!"

Glimmers of multicoloured light draw attention to the cloaked magic user lurking in the darkness, sat in its free hand are a quartet of tiny shimmering beads. Leaning close to blow upon them they race away through the air, dodging and weaving through the melee before diving suddenly down towards Hargin. One strikes the side of the archway the dwarf takes cover behind leaving a small blackened piece of stone. The other three stroke their target causing Hargin to flinch in pain but leaving no visible marks.

Clearly torn between retreating from the gradually shifting melee and maintain his cover, Hargin eventually the latter. Pressed up against the wall, the stocky figure reloads his weapon before taking a shot at the cloaked mage. The faint sound of breaking glass along with Hargin's own grunt indicates to the rest of the party that the attack missed.

Raising its arms defensively, the orc takes a step backwards, both heads with their eyes firmly locked upon Bollan. Safely out of the range of his blade, the two-headed monster turns to move away more quickly into the darkness of the room beyond,
"Hold them back."


Initiative
Sevilin
Inyx
Ogre
Archer 2
Bollan
Daison
The Guildsman
Cloaked Figure
Hargin
Two Headed Orc

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[Tamarind]

Sevilin reaches for the vial, then jerks suddenly as a wave of emotion washes through him.

Re!

"There's something very bad happening - back at the camp!"

Stay safe Re! Stay safe! I'll be there as soon as I can!

Quaffing the proffered vial he drops the bow, drawing his long blade and stepping up to support Bollan's retreat, trusting his Shield and skills for his defence.

"Everyone, fall back to this side - we need to get back to camp now!"

[chalice]

Pale but determined, Inyx moves to stand behind Bollan, lips already moving in prayer, her silver hair halo-like in the gloom.

Gently, she reaches out to touch the gladiator, calling calmly on her goddesss' aid in the midst of carnage.

[ooc: move + standard action - cast Cure Light Wounds as if 3rd level 1d8 +3; substituted for Resurgence]

[BigRedRod]

The proffered liquid is vile, tasting rather like the squeezings of a few handfuls of assorted beetles. Wrinkling his nose, Sevilin is sufficiently distracted by the ghastly taste that he barely notices the diminishing pain of his arrow wound. Shaking his head, he returns to the moment and casting his bow to the ground, pulls his blade free from its sheath and steps back in the open.

Inyx squirms past the ranger and lays her hands upon the shoulder's of Bollan's armour. Thin wisps of white smoke spiral upwards from the contact and quickly vanished. Lilleth's healing fills the gladiator with the unsettling feeling of his ribs readjusting their positions slightly.

Clearly delighted at the prospect of more things to hit with its club, the ogre makes a noise which was quite possibly laughter and steps forwards lifting its club upwards as it chooses who should be squashed. And in the process, fails to take account of the position of the ceiling. The great club powerful collides with the stone blocks of the ceiling. Chunks of rock rain down, somehow causing damage to neither party or ogre. The dust hangs in the air, like an unnatural mist.

From deep within the walls comes a groaning noise and cracks arc across the ceiling of the entryhall. Spiralling through the dust comes one of the narrow-tipped arrows, taken by surprise Hargin has no time to dodge and so the missile lodges itself deeply into his forearm.


Initiative
Sevilin
Inyx
Ogre
Archer 2
Bollan
Daison
The Guildsman
Cloaked Figure
Hargin
Two Headed Orc

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[Thanos]

Holding his breath for a moment to keep his lungs from trying to cough and ruining his aim Bollan uses the dust as cover to make a powerful thrust into the gut of the Ogre. Whether he strikes true on not he pushes off from the ground with his forward leg in a little hop backwords into the archway and says, "Pull back so we don't have the roof collapse on us!"

[Attack at +8, and then not exactly a 5' step but more of a reposition so everybody else can step back.]

[Dev]

Daison takes a step backwards, towards the wall of rubble behind him. From the psychic fear in his head to the cacophony of destruction before him, he does his best to ignore it and concentrate on the keywords he'd memorized early that morning. With a focused mutter, he makes a swirling gesture with one hand around the pointer finger on his other. A glimmering shard of light comes into being there, and Daison points it at the misty shadow of the ogre like a gun. It then blasts forward, through the dust, towards its target.

[5-ft step south, magic missile (1d4+1) on the ogre]

[BigRedRod]

Bollan's blade creates a visible wave in the dusty air around it as it swings forwards towards the ogre. Too distracted by its own failure to react, the blade plunges inwards and sideways just above the waist. The creature roars in pain and anger as Bollan pulls his dripping blade free to reveal a broad wound which quickly fades from bright red to an almost brown as the rock dust settles upon the moisture, like some kind of swarm of tiny blood-drinking insects.

The dust cloud does little to stop Daison's spell. A fraction of a second after the words are completed the glittering shard strikes the ogre right between the eyes.

Not needing to be told twice and having done his duty to keep his guardians as alive as possible, the guildsman grabs his robe, lifts it off the ground and sprints into the sunlight. Slowing as he crosses the threshold, he steps carefully over the scorched corpse that was once one of the enemy and looks back into the dusty, slowly collapsing ruin, clearly unwilling to go much further back towards camp alone.

From somewhere which is mostly lost in the dusty fog, another four colour shifting beads rain down upon Hargin causing him a good deal of pain. Wincing and coughing, Hargin steps backwards and shoves another bolt into his contraption. Briefly aiming into the misty darkness, he quickly points his weapon toward the ogre and fires, settling for an easier target. Tragically, the bolt seems to get lost somewhere in its patchwork armour and fails to add to the mounting injuries the hulking giant has received.

The vague sounds of a pair of orcish voices can be heard somewhere in the black, but too quietly for anything to be made out.


Initiative
Sevilin
Inyx
Ogre
Archer 2
Bollan
Daison
The Guildsman
Cloaked Figure
Hargin
Two Headed Orc

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[Tamarind]

Just too far back to take advantage of the ogre's distraction Sevilin scoops up his discarded bow with his offhand, holding his blade in a defensive position before him as he steps slightly to the side (actually edging a little further away from the entrance in the process) to give Bollan space to fall back

[OOC - Pick up bow and move in such a way that should Bollan continue his edging retreat he and Sevilin will then be side to side and able to present a unified front]

[chalice]

Mindful of Bollan's shouted order, Inyx falls back behind he and Sevelin, distant enough not to be underfoot, but within reach if she needs to reach either with healing.

With hands that shake slightly, she unslings her crossbow from her belt and notches a bolt.

[ooc: 5' move, careful retreat, ready weapon. I think that's it - if she can also take a shot at the ogre or spellcaster who keeps targetting Hargin, she will.]

[BigRedRod]

Reslinging his bow as he moves, Sevilin weaves through his companions and steps over the bag that still lies on the ground beneath he arch and ends up far closer to the ogre than any sane person would ever choose to be.

Confident that she is now out of reach of the giant, Inyx stoops slightly in order to draw and reload her crossbow.

Less than pleased with Bollan's resilience to its attacks, the ogre known as Leadbelcher roars again and turns it's club upon Sevilin. The blow strikes true and the ranger finds himself smashed against the side of the archway. Blackness spreads from the sides of his vision and Sevilin slumps to the ground unconscious. In response the ogre begins to laugh loudly, a sound which shakes the entire ruin.

Another arrow spirals harmlessly passed the ogre, shattering against a wall rather than one of the party.

Initiative
Sevilin
Inyx
Ogre
Archer 2
Bollan
Daison
The Guildsman
Cloaked Figure
Hargin
Two Headed Orc

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[Thanos]

Bollan glances in the direction of where the Ogre strikes and a pang of pain passes through his stomach as he feels again the earlier strike of the Ogre, but this time just watching it hit his friend. OK, this just has to end soon or we are going to get ripped into pieces.

Bollan pretends to stand there for a moment with his blade drooping down as the giant humaniod laughs, but this is really a ploy so that Bollan can bring the blade up under the man-mountains unarmored arm and perhaps take a slice out of it hobbling further attempts as swinging the damned tree-club.

[Standard Attack at +6, +2 Power Strike for +2 damage]

[Dev]

Seeing the dire attempts of the rest of the party, the mage becomes incensed to a degree. Daison repeats the arcane ritual quickly, swirling his hands into a bead of light and firing it off at the ogre.

"I believe we're being hinted at to leave!" he shouts to the others, noticing the guildsman who has crossed his path. He ducks out of the way of possible arrows on his way to follow, but stays within sight of the ogre for now.

[Magic missile on the ogre, then 5-ft step west]

[BigRedRod]

Bollan catches the ogre's arm at an angle, digging through almost a foot of flesh before finally impacting upon bone. Pulling his blade free sees a jet of red arcing out from the severed artery and the giant staggers sideways moaning in pain. Dizzy from the pain it falls and slams into the wall, shattering one of the narrow windows and dislodging several of the wall's stones. Large pieces of glass fall to the ground and shatter further. A few red clods of dirt make their escape into the ruin now that there is now window to restrain them but most of the earth seems to be under such tremendous pressure that it is held in place. Several more streams of dust appear in the ceiling above the party, now accompanied by larger fragments of stone and growing cracks.

Twitching for but a few seconds, eventually the last whispers of life escape from the ogre leading its bloody corpse in a spreading pool of gore, dust and earth.

Not a fool, Daison adjusts his target and sends his shard of force arcing through the air towards the robed spellcaster. It tears through the robe and pushes the creature's right shoulder back as it yelps in pain.

"We... You... It's dead?"
The words are clearly in amazement at the sounds the guildsman can hear from his position sheltering outside the ruin.

Realising things are going badly for it, the creature weaves its free hand through the air again forming a white shimmering glyph in the air. This time, however the spell succeeds and Bollan's sword is wrenched form his grip and sent clattering to the ground.

Doing his best to shield Sevilin from further attack, Hargin steps forward, coming up behind Bollan and fires his weapon at the remaining archer taking cover in the rubble. The bolt strikes its target, although not fatally.

"Forgive me, Kunoq, for my weakness"
The figure of the two-headed orc once again comes leaping from the darkness, although his wound, dealt to him by Bollan less than a minute ago, seems to have already healed and in both hands it holds a jet black longsword. Without a weapon to parry the blow, Bollan is struck firmly on the collar bone, such a blow against an unarmoured foe might have crushed the collar bone, fortunately Bollan was indeed armoured.

Hopping backwards causing light to catche the blade, it seems to have blocks of gold writing engraved upon one of its surfaces although Bollan has little time to stare at the workmanship of a weapon which something is attempting to use to end his life.

Crouching down beside her dying companion, only feet away from the two-headed orc, Inyx lays her hands upon his shoulders and prays to her God in her strange choral manner. A faint golden nimbus runs across the figure as the wounds caused by the giant are healed. With a jolt, Sevilin reopens his eyes and is immediately very aware of the dangers of lying prone on the ground beside a sword wielding, two-headed, cleric of Kunoq.

Nearly landing on top of Inyx, Hargin falls backward, looking over the cause is immediately obvious. A still shuddering arrow shaft protrudes from the neck of the dwarf, in the gloom a voice cheers in victory.


Initiative
Sevilin
Inyx
Archer 2
Bollan [disarmed]
Daison
The Guildsman
Cloaked Figure
Hargin
Two Headed Orc

Map
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[Thanos]

Regardless of all of the distractions Bollan is bolstered by the death of the Ogre. With another wound his vision turns red as he draws his razer sharp gladius and drives it at the Orc's stomach growling in Orc, "Tempus will give us this day savage!"


[Move action to draw a shiethed weapon, Standard attack at +6.]

[Dev]

"No..."

The utterance is quiet and probably lost to the chaos before the group. Daison stares at the orc who is attacking Bollan, as though the scene is profoundly incomprehensible. It takes him a few seconds to snap back to the reality of the situation. Having lost time to this sort of daydream, the mage can only bring his crossbow to bear again while fitting it with a new bolt, taking a step towards the fighting.

[5-ft step north]

[BigRedRod]

The smaller blade of the gladius is easily deflected by a casual parry from the orc's black blade. Behind the melee, Dev steps forwards as though in a dream, casually readying his crossbow to fire another round.

Cursing Bollan, the cloaked figure opens its book and runs a hand down a page reading out loud as it does so. With a flick of the wrist, the creature points at Bollan and a line is traced in the air by a narrow cloud of frozen water vapour. The ray of frost misses however, instead leaving a patch of ice on the wall beside the warrior.

Clearly not an expert in weilding such weapons, both heads of the orc grimace in concentration as it swings the longsword through the air. Bollan slips into a defensive posture and bats the attack away easily.

Initiative
Sevilin
Inyx
Archer 2
Bollan
Daison
The Guildsman
Cloaked Figure
Hargin
Two Headed Orc

Map
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[Tamarind]

Gasping as he returns to conciousness Sevilin quickly realises the danger is far from past. Thanks will have to wait it seems.

Not willing to trust entirely to the shimmering disk of his magical shield when in such a vulnerable position Sevilin draws his shortsword, holding the blade defensively as he pushes himself to his feet in a fluid motion. Gaining his feet he cuts at the orc's arm, though with his focus on his own defence the blow is little more than a feint...

[Draw weapon and stand as a move action; Fighting defensively for net attack +0 w/shortsword, net AC 18 (Base 16 -4 prone, +4 shield, +2 defensive fighting)]

[chalice]

[ooc:I cannot get the page for the map to come up today, so posting a bit blind]

Inyx moves slightly to the side of Sevelin to get a clear (ish) line of sight to the two-headed orc, once more raising the crossbow she loaded previously. Slipping the lock off, she aims and fires.

[BigRedRod]

The black blade arcs through as Sevilin springs back to his feet, pure good luck rather than skill sends the blade a fraction of an inch above the ranger's head. Gripping his own sword, Sevilin lunges and catches the two-headed orc leaving a shallow line of red across one of its arms.

With two foes and only one sword, the monstrosity is far too occupied to pay attention to the party's healer taking aim and firing her own weapon. The Bolt lodges firmly where one might expect the heart of a normal humanoid to be. However, the creature seems to barely register the wound.

Another arrow appears from the gloom, this one aimed perfectly at Bollan. The narrow head punches straight through the metal bands protecting Bollan's left shoulder and there is the sound of metal scraping against bone.

Free from the ogre's reign of destruction, the ruin seems to have settled and no longer feels as though it could collapse at any second. The few trickles of dust pouring from the ceiling at various points are cause for rather more long term concern.

Initiative
Sevilin
Inyx
Archer 2
Bollan
Daison
The Guildsman
Cloaked Figure
Hargin
Two Headed Orc

Map
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[Thanos]

Bollan, used to being wounded in leg and arm is now almost glad he doesn't have his heavy two handed sword to swing around now. With only a grunt he pulls his left arm up and places his guantleted hand on his hip where he plans to keep it, like a tail, for balance while it is out of commission. With a change in fighting tactics to one short weapon used for thrusting Bollan takes a sliding step to his left towards the rubble putting the Orc into a pincer between he and Sevilin. Using the opening his ranger friend has made Bollan thrusts in with a practices lunge to catch the Orc in the kidney.

[5' step north, with his back to the wall as it were...and a normal attack at +6, + whatever for having the Orc between 2 people.]

[Dev]

Daison continues his slow, deliberate walk towards the orc with the crossbow aimed carefully just to the left of Inyx. He releases the bolt, then quickly and coolly loads another.

[5-ft step north, Point Blank Shot on the orc]

[BigRedRod]

Two heads are better than one, especially when you are trying to take part in a melee with two distinct opponents who insist in attempting to manoeuvre themselves into flanking positions. Bollan thrusts quickly with his gladius and in response the orc snaps its own blade around, the two blades fail to collide and instead Bollan leaves a wide puncture wound above one of the abomination's hips. Thick, red, orcish blood drips from the wound and the head looking at the gladiator scowls.

Daison steps forwards, taking up position behind the wall and firing out over the bleeding form of Hargin. The bolt goes wide and instead destroys a sizeable section of one of the large stone blocks making up the far wall.

Another ray of frost zigzags through the air towards Bollan. Despite the darkness, the gladiator’s acute senses have him hop backwards leaving the spell to create another icy sheen on the wall.

The black blade whips around and through the air towards Sevilin. Leaning backwards, the blade misses and bites into the archway, utterly destroying one of the artfully sculpted stones.

Initiative
Sevilin
Inyx
Archer 2
Bollan
Daison
The Guildsman
Cloaked Figure
Hargin
Two Headed Orc

Map
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[Tamarind]

Heartened by Bollan's success and hoping to catch the creature a little off-balance after it's own strike failed to connect Sevilin moves in for a lunge, darting in and dancing back out again - remaining watchful of the black blade throughout...

[chalice]

Face set and pale in the gloom, Inyx loads another bolt into her crossbow, aims with care at the orc and fires again.

[BigRedRod]

Sevilin's longsword glides through the air on course for striking the creature directly between its two heads. One set of eyes sees the attack and the monstrosity throws itself backwards against the wall trading a lethal blow for a slight nick and some bruises.

The bolt leaves Inyx’s crossbow and lands squarely between the eyes of the head focusing on Bollan. Painful pure white light fills the chamber, causing the party to cover their eyes for fear of blindness. A gale of wind accompanies the impossibly bright light, pushing away any and all sounds from within the ruin.

It persists for just a second, or perhaps two, before the light and wind die down to the smallest fraction of their previous levels. The two-headed orc stands, one of its heads lolling lifelessly while the other burns with rage. And in its hands it holds the sword. The previously black blade now pulses with light and wind, moving from jet black to pure white every second or so.

Clearly heavily disorientated by the unexpected brightness, the archer makes a feeble shot which sends the arrow fragmenting into nothingness against a way nowhere near any of the ruin explorers.


[ooc: Everbody is dazzled for the next round due to the light burst]

Initiative
Sevilin
Inyx
Archer 2
Bollan
Daison
The Guildsman
Cloaked Figure
Hargin
Two Headed Orc

Map
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[Thanos]

Still guarding his eyes with his free arm, wounded as it may be, Bollan does not give the Orc the chance to collect himself much further. Sliding in on his blind side, as it were, he reaches out with his gladius to find the weak flesh of the Orc.

[Standard attack normaly at +6]

[Dev]

Daison keeps his face hard and cold despite the dazzling light as he fires off the bolt he had readied against the orc. Again, he quickly reloads another.

[BigRedRod]

The gladius pushes flesh aside as it punches up to the hilt into the two headed orc. A red trickle pushes out from around the wound, bursting into a torrent of blood and gore as Bollan quickly pulls his blade free.

"Kunoq for..."
The last words of the two headed monstrosity are lost as the sword gives out another momentary burst of pure white light and wind. The party's eyes readjust but the creature is not to be seen, only the battered holy symbol, loincloth and sword rest on the ground where the creature once stood along with a few splatters of blood.

Reacting quickly to the lack of a nearby target, Daison changes his stance and fires a bolt into the depths of blackness surrounding the cloaked figure. The bolt buries itself in the shoulder of the arm which carries the large tome.

In response the creature raises its free hand, but no spell comes, instead it speaks in a high pitched yapping voice,
"Stop!. Please, no die. Talk now. We talk, yes?"


Initiative
Sevilin
Inyx
Archer 2
Bollan
Daison
The Guildsman
Cloaked Figure

Map
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[chalice]

Slipping a fresh bolt into place, Inyx points her crossbow unwaveringly in the voice's direction

"Show yourself plain," the slender cleric responds in Draconic, "then we may talk."

[COLOR=firebrick]"And put down the book."

Keeping her crossbow aimed, she waits to see what the rest of the group wishes to do.

[Tamarind]

Sevilin, about to lunge again grins triumphantly as Bollan skewers the two-headed monster. He glances suspiciously at the sword and holy symbol but decides to leave both where they lie for now.

Once Inyx has spoken he nods and steps forward, levelling his blade at the archer,

"And you, drop your weapons. Both of you step forward slowly, hands on your heads. Then we'll talk."

[BigRedRod]

A confused whining sound from the archer is cut short by a wave of the cloaked figure's arm and a flurry of words in a language spoken by none of the party. Stooping down, the figure carefully places the book upon the ground and steps forwards, raising its hands to its head.

The archer follows suit a second later, discarding its bow and following behind. Both come to a half on the far side of the fallen ogre,
"We surrender. With whatever you did to Gurun, done, we have no need for further violence"

Light still barely penetrates into the blackness of the room beyond, although with the keen eyes of the party it is unlikely they could attempt anything without being spotted.

[chalice]

"That's good," Inyx's voice is surprisingly gentle. "Now if you would be so kind - what has happened to our comrades outside this place?"

[BigRedRod]

In the darkness, the party can see the outline of the creature's inhuman features shift beneath the hood. For almost a minute it says nothing, Inyx is about to repeat the question when it suddenly pipes up in stunted Kinth,
"Know nothing. Please, no die. No die. Go?"

The disarmed archer's gaze darts from party member to party member, clearly attempting to determine how far it would get if it chose simply to flee.

[chalice]

Inyx looks rather helplessly at her fellow party members. If the prisoners need more 'robust' questioning, she clearly isn't going to be well-qualified to do it.

These sudden changes, she thinks. It's almost as if something else is speaking through the creature.

[Thanos]

Bollan uses his blade to sprinkled some of the blood on it over the dead that he killed. Following that he cleans it on the Ogre's clothing and goes off to find his much larger blade saying, "Sevilin please escort these two outside and bind them. Inyx would you be so kind as to make sure that the spell caster here is covered by your crossbow at all times. Hargin, your dwarving sight could be used in here to find whatever we might want to keep in less than a minute. Diason, please give us a report from the camp if you could. If you are unable we will be going their directly."

Once the massive blade is found he sheeths the first and hefts the second going off to helping Sevilin with the new prisoners

[chalice]

Inyx keeps her crossbow aimed as requested, though her eyes stray to the still form of Hargin.

[Tamarind]

Sevilin nods, on an impulse he reaches down and scoops up the fallen black blade, sheathing it through his belt, then recovers his own longsword and walks over to the prisoners, gesturing them towards the exit,

"Don't try to run - if you do you'll die. Don't say I didn't warn you."

[chalice]

"You might want to gag them," Inyx suggests, a little diffidently. "If they have companions outside we don't want any called warnings."

[Thanos]

Bollan does just that and once gagged he notices that Hargin is unconcious. Seeing that Inyx is needed elsewhere he puts his blade up to the spell caster and says, "OK Inyx I have him covered now, attend to Hargin as best you can and thanks for your timely aid earlier."

The bolt in my is starting to hurt, we will have to take care of that when we find out what is going on at the camp.

[chalice]

Thus relieved from crossbow-aiming duty, Inyx moves to kneel by the fallen Hargin, checking his condition.

[BigRedRod]

At swordpoint the two captives make their way out through the massive doors. The goblin reacts badly to the sudden sunlight and quickly shifts his hands to cover his face leading Sevilin to almost decapitate him, the ranger's blade stops just short of the creature's neck. The robed figure follows wordlessly, although it is now obvious given the better lighting that the creature is no goblin. Reptillian features glower from under the hood, the mage is in a kobold. The guildsman looks dubiously at the captives but says nothing. The two are quickly gagged by Sevilin as Bollan maintains a watch over both.

Back within the neutral glow of the Jezrit strips surrounding the entryhall, Inyx stoops over Hargin and carefully attempts to determine where dwarf starts and armour ends. It doesn't take long to make the diagnosis, his injuries were severe and require immediate treatment, the dwarf died a mere matter of minutes ago.

[chalice]

Inyx draws back her hand from Hargin, kneeling suddenly very still, head bowed and shoulders slumped. Slowly, she reaches out again, to trace the symbols of her Goddess and the Blessing for the Departed on the dwarf's cold forehead.

She looks up at Bollan and Daisun and shakes her head. "I'm sorry," she says simply. "I was too late."

Silver hair swings forward to curtain her stricken face as she bows her head once more, lips moving in prayer.

[Dev]

Daison stares at the motionless form of the dwarf, his eyes slowly narrowing. His furrowing brow belies a building anger. The reddening gaze searches for a target to burn, first going after Sevilin, then quickling hopping over Bollan, until it lands squarely on the guildsman. There Daison keeps it as he readies his crossbow once more. He seemingly walks straight for the guildsman, but though it looks like he might have been about to attack, he forcefully shoves past him to help Sevilin keep the captives secure on their way out.

[Tamarind]

Sevilin's expression darkens as he hears Inyx' pronounce Hargin dead, with an effort he withholds the violence that wells up in response, instead he barks at the two prisoners

"On your knees, both of you. Now."

He firmly encourages them by pushing down on their shoulders with his off hand if they seem disinclined to do so.

Moving round in front of them he loosens the gag on the archer enough for him to speak and stares at him, his expression distant as he fights not to incinerate them both, release the rage and anguish within him. His voice when he speaks is tightly controlled, cold and distant,

"Now, I'm going to ask one question and I'm going to ask it just once. so I suggest you answer as fully as you can - How many attacked our camp?"

[BigRedRod]

The archer's eyes go wide in terror as Sevilin speaks, they dart briefly toward his gagged companion as if looking for help. Making no response, the creature instead shuts its eyes tightly, waiting for the killing blow.

[Thanos]

Bollan removes the gag from the only prisoner that might know, but keeps his blade on the beings shoulder...expectantly.

[Tamarind]

No. NO. I'm not a monster I'm a man...I don't have to kill them I'm stronger than this. I am.

Sevilin watches the two intently, Bollan's presence seeming to help bring a measure of greater control to the young man. As the primal rage begins to fade his rational mind gains sway and he reaches out, feeling for the link with his companion Re...

[BigRedRod]

Freed from the gag, the kobold speaks quickly,
"Don't. Please. He doesn't understand what you are asking of him. Two. It was only two we sent to scout out the encampment. When they died, Gurun and I agreed that we should just hurry. Get what we can and leave before you found us. We thought we'd have at least two days. So many rooms with all of their blockages and Ghola."

The kobold's head sags downwards,
"We should have known better, of course you would come for us. Even that abominable Leadbelcher couldn't protect us."

[chalice]

Back inside, Inyx finishes her prayers. Gently, as if trying not to wake him, she arranges Hargin's body neatly where it lies - it will take one of the larger party members to carry him out with any dignity.

Unwilling to just leave him lying in the dark, she takes a fresh candle from her pack and sets it to burn beside the body.

"I'm sorry, Hargin," she whispers.

With dragging steps a far cry from her usual smooth stride, the cleric comes to join the others. The half-elf looks pale and shaken, and one slender hand grips her holy symbol as if for comfort.

[Tamarind]

Sevilin, notably calmer now, glances at Bollan and shrugs,

"Could be lies, could be truth. Either way we need to get back to camp right now - we'll take them with us. Let's rebind their hands and gag them and get moving"

He looks over to Daison and Inyx, unable to find words that would help with Hargin's loss he chooses instead to move up to the wizard,

"Daison? We're heading back to the campsite, to find out what happened...I got less than you I think, Re can't tell me much more than feelings out here but it didn't sound good. Did you get anything more definite from your little cat?"

[Dev]

After silently watching the grovelling captives in some mixture of pity and contempt, Daison turns his hard stare upon Sevilin. For a moment, it seems as though he intends not to respond. Then comes a single, hissed syllable.

"Yes."

[chalice]

A gentle hand is placed on Daison's arm, and Inyx's amber-gold eyes regard him with a deep sympathy.

"Tell us?" she asks softly.

[Dev]

The mage's heart skips a beat when he feels the warmth from Inyx's touch. He swallows, considering all the impressive, bold plans of action he might put forth for those listening. But he falters under the golden gaze, and again is only able to spit out the bare truth.

"She's died."

[Tamarind]

Sevilin's mouth goes dry as he absorbs Daison's words. Involuntarily he shudders, imagining what it would have been like had he lost Re and for the first time he feels sympathy for the mage - to lose one so close, a part of oneself. His voice is hoarse as he struggles to speak,

"Died? Oh no...Daison, I'm so sorry..."

Never good at finding the right words to help someone, particularly at such a painful time, he falls back on what he can offer, his words becoming clearer,

"We'll find them, whoever they were they'll pay - I promise you my help in this."

[chalice]

"Oh, Daison." The sympathy in Inyx's soft voice is a balm in itself.

Instinctively she wraps her arms around the mage in a supportive embrace, one cool little hand coming up to stroke Daisun's hair soothingly back from his pale face.

[Thanos]

Bollan's expression is hidden beneath the hellish visage of his helm. Well thats two then that are gone, we will have to become more united as a force if we are to survive.

[Tamarind]

Sevilin steps back, leaving Inyx to comfort the grief-stricken mage and looks about. Coming to a decision he ventures back into the ruin and carefully picks up the body of Hargin before returning outside and laying it down a little way from the entrance. Draping his cloak over the dwarf's lifeless form he stands silent for a moment then turns to the others,

"We should get moving back to the camp - they may yet need our help and we need to know what happened"

So we can hunt down those responsible and kill them

[Thanos]

"Agreed."

[chalice]

"Daisun?" Inyx asks softly. "Are you ready to go?"

[Dev]

Daison's eyes narrow at Sevilin, then to the exit of the ruin. The promise of vengeance dangles before him like some sour-smelling piece of meat; bait beckoning him forward but without promising no indigestion.

"Oh, I wasn't clear? I've been ready to leave for the past two days." He makes an attempt to smile sarcastically.

[chalice]

"Really?" Inyx widens her eyes at him, very gently teasing, delighted to see him attempt any kind of smile.

"We hadn't noticed, had we boys? You're too shy and retiring, that's your trouble, my dear. You have to stop holding back and say what you think sometimes."

[BigRedRod]

Even with his silk mask covering his face, the Guildsman is visibly worried about returning to the camp after hearing vague reports of some kind of attack and just having lost a member of his team to an eclectic mixture of goblins, a kobold, a two-headed orc and an ogre. An ogre! Ehb ruins were dangerous, everybody knew that but goblin tribes and the like usually had more sense to venture near them, normally the problem was Ghola, traps and whatever vermin had decided to infest the place.

Plodding along behind Bollan and Sevilin, the Guildsman keeps his focus on the two captives being held at swordpoint. Slowly moving out of the cover provided by the trees, the group find themselves in a region of oppressive heat and humidity which seems to have brought small flying insects out in force. The goblin makes a sound rather like a squeak in protest at the sunlight, but keeps his hands atop his head as he moves.

The air is quite still and the only sounds are that of the river and the local wildlife merrily going about their business. Rounding the edge of the cliff, the riverside camp comes back into view. From a distance nothing seems wrong aside from the continued circling of a solitary hawk above the cluster of tents. Sevilin feels a pang of relief at the sight of his familiar.

Drawing closer, the lack of any movement becomes unsettling. Given the goblins of the previous night, Artok and Yan were assigned to guard the camp and of either there is no sign. The same is true for Robin and Tak.

[Tamarind]

Sevilin scans the area, looking for any sign of movement or conflict...as he does so he holds out an arm and mentally calls Re to him

Come little one, come to me - it's safe now, come to me

[Tamarind]

Re circles once more then banks and swoops back towards the group, alighting moments later on Sevilin's gauntleted hand. He reaches up and gently strokes her feathered head with one finger, calming her, allowing her to appreciate the safety of his presence. Reaching into a pouch at his belt he pulls out a strip of meat and offers it to Re. The morsel is swiftly devoured and Sevilin smiles slightly as he senses a semblance of her normal calm returning. Satisfied that she is unhurt he turns to the others,

"This doesn't look good, there should be some sign of activity...can't even hear the horses. We need to get closer."

He glances at the prisoners

"I say we secure them here for now - bind them hand and foot, leave them gagged as they are now - then press forward ourselves."

Unless anyone objects he quickly makes the neccessary changes to their bonds then straightens up.

"Right. Let's go"

Unslinging his bow and nocking an arrow he starts to move forward, picking an angle that will bring the horse pen into view soonest if possible.

[chalice]

Pale and determind, Inyx slips another bolt into her crossbow and follows.

[Thanos]

Bollan soon takes up the lead, wanting to keep any would be ambushers from getting to close to the more range oriented people.

[BigRedRod]

Leaving two bundles of humanoid behind them, the party stalk forwards unhindered, eyes scanning the deserted camp for any sign of what might have happened.

Wheeling around the camp slightly as they draw closer, the makeshift animal pen eventually comes into clear view from behind one of the large dun tents. Squinting a little, all can clearly see the motionless shapes of the dead animals. The condition of the horses does little to put the group at ease. After a few seconds, the Guildsman opens his mouth but can only manage a hoarse whisper,
"This is not good. Not good a-"

His words are cut off suddenly triggering the rest of the group to turn in the direction the expressionless mask faces.

A figure, clad from head to toe in segmented steel armour of some kind has emerged from Inyx's tent, both hands wrapped around the ankles of what can only be the bloody remains of Artok the half-orc. Walking backwards, he doesn't look toward the party as he drags the body with surprising ease and a disturbingly casual nature. The armoured man is, as far as anybody can see, without any kind of weapon.

http://bits.bris.ac.uk/bigredrod/ORP/Maps/DT/Camp2.PNG

[ooc: You guys are in the general area of the black P. The red ? is the armoured figure, he's moving south]

[Dev]

"Who is it?"

The words are a barely audible whisper, but they continue to echo through Daison's head. Then, he makes a mental correction: what is it? While he hadn't been impressed with Sevilin's vengeful remarks earlier, the sentiments vibrate much more strongly with the nobleman now. What sort of man killed my cherished calico? In search of an answer, Daison whispers an incantation, traces half-circles above his eyes, then narrows the gaze at the imposing hulk of armor moving near.

[Casting detect magic, focused on the ?, continuing until noted otherwise, or in 2 min.]

[Tamarind]

Sevilin tenses as the figure comes into sight, drawing back a little further on the bow as he aims at the steel-clad warrior. he temptation to let fly is strong but before he releases the shaft he looks at the figure carefully, seeking any clue as to whether he is responsible for this slaughter - does he have a weapon? are there bloodstains on the armour?

[BigRedRod]

Moving closer to the figure and around the camp to stop their view being eclipsed by another of the tents, Daison and Sevilin do their best to remain unseen.

Sevilin's keen eyes pick out a few blood splatters across much of the figure and similar signs on patches of grass and smeared on a some of the tents' canvas. The plate covering the figure's shoulder offers further signs of violence, the entire region is networked with small bloody cracks. Somebody has struck fought back and landed a particularly powerful blow. Any weapons appear to have been set aside while the figure moves Artok's body.

The wizard Daison completes his spell allowing him to see both the figure's own faint aura and the lingering remnants of the path it has followed from the north of the camp. Focusing his study, Daison can see two distinct types of magic wrapped around the armoured figure: necromancy and transmutation.

All lose sight of the figure as it pulls Artok's body into one of the tents, although Daison can still see the aura of magic surrounding the armoured man through the canvas walls of the tent.


[ooc: ? is now inside tent #4]

[Tamarind]

Sevilin curses his hesitation for not firing before he lost sight of the figure.

Had to be sure...at least now I know. The stains prove it.

Covering the exit to the tent he stands poised to release the shaft as soon as the figure re-appears.

[Dev]

Daison frowns. A necromantic aura could only mean one of a handful of things; none of them particularly good. There's no time to debate this however, even with himself, as he automatically follows Sevilin closer to the tent. A mild regret comes when he sees the ranger ready his weapon, but he's too close now. The mage readies his crossbow as well, but stays back enough to stay out of line-of-sight of the tent entrance, while still able to aim at theoretical opponents in melee range of Sevilin.

[chalice]

Inyx, crossbow ready, has also followed Sevelin.

[BigRedRod]

Forming up around the tent, the party wait for several tense minutes. The only sounds are those coming from the tent containing the heavily armoured figure and the body of Artok. Daison's spell eventually fails, although the party are left with no doubt that the figure couldn't have escaped without digging a tunnel.

Hearing the sudden swish of canvas, Sevilin releases the arrow held in his bow towards the emerging figure. The steel head skips along the thick plating covering the figure's left shoulder rather than penetrating and causes the shaft to shatter uselessly.

[ooc: everybody gets a surprise round against him, remember it's standard actions only]

Initiative
Sevilin
Daison
Inyx
Bollan
Guildsman

Map
http://bits.bris.ac.uk/bigredrod/ORP/Maps/DT/DTCampCombatS.PNG

[Tamarind]

Sevilin glares as the arrow fails to find its mark, with a roar he gives the rage over the deaths of his comrades free rein, eyes glowing red as searing flames erupt from his mouth to envelop the armoured warrior.

[OOC: Draconic Breath, 2d6 damage in cone from Sevilin centred on the figure, probably covering quite a lot of the tents too...]

[Dev]

Daison reins in an expletive when he sees the pyrotechnics over by Sevilin, but quickly gets to his feet and ensures his bolt is still ready. Assuming that the loud, fiery display has gotten the mystery man's attention, he subtly hustles to a spot right behind Bollan, hoping to help the fighter flank their target and cut off his route of escape.

[Thanos]

[After Inyx]

Bollan waits just long enough for the flaming breath of death to subside before stepping up and wailing on the armored figure with his two-handed blade. "Time to pay for your friends misdeads!"

[5' step and Normal attack at +8]

[chalice]

[pre-Bollan]

Is that thing even mortal? Inyx wonders. Or something more akin to the ghola, some construct?

Nevertheless, she takes careful aim and sends a crossbow bolt in its direction.

[BigRedRod]

Bollan can feel the wave of heat upon him as Sevilin reveals his true nature to the armoured figure. A few inches closer and the fiery blast would've caught him as well. For a moment in time there is only fire. Just as suddenly the flames depart leaving behind the armoured figure, now in blackened armoured, stood between two blazing tents as the charred grass underfoot smoulders.

In a rare display of heroics, Daison actually moves closer to the battle, taking solstice in the fact that their quarry will have to get through Bollan in order to attack the noble-born wizard.

The familiar thunk of a crossbow has Inyx let a bolt loose toward the figure, the bolt strikes his chest squarely, exploding in the process, but also leaving behind a small, but visible, crack running along one of the metallic plates which make up his brittle segmented armour.

Wheeling around the burning tent, Bollan's boots make a crisp sound as they crush what remains of the grass beneath them. His blade follows the rest of his body a second later, colliding with the figure's already cracked shoulder plate. The force of the blow causes the armour to explode in a shower of fragments and exposes raw flesh beneath. Perhaps as a result of Sevilin's attack, the wearer of the armour seems to be missing his skin. Blood starts to trickle from the exposed flesh of his shoulder and the metal helmet, which hides the figure's face, fixes Bollan with a dead, expressionless stare.

The guildsman remains stationary, staring upwards through his silk mask at the twin plumes of black smoke spiralling upwards into the blue summer sky.

[ooc: Tents #4 and #5 are on fire, I couldn't find a suitable symbol or method of showing this on the map]

Initiative
Sevilin
Daison
Inyx
Armoured Figure
Bollan
Guildsman

Map
http://bits.bris.ac.uk/bigredrod/ORP/Maps/DT/DTCampCombat1.PNG

[Tamarind]

Sevilin's mind takes in the total silence of the figure, no screams or even cries of rage - nothing, even when Bollan's blade slams into it's arm. No sound, purposeful, focussed movements...

In one fluid motion his right hand grasps the hilt of the black blade he took from the two-headed orc, drawing it forth whilst his left sweeps across, leaving a shimmering arc of bluish energy hovering in the air before him. Face set in grim determination he steps forward, alert for the figure's move.

"Come on then you undead scum - time to drop"

[OOC: Draw weapon as free action, standard action cast Shield, move up to the square to the northeast of the armoured figure (between it and the number "7" on the map]

[Dev]

Daison raises his crossbow and takes careful aim, having noticed where damage has exposed the creature's grotesque shoulder. He lets the bolt fly, hoping Bollan and Sevilin don't receive any rebounding shrapnel from their positions in melee. Then the mage finds his hands automatically retrieving and readying another bolt.

[chalice]

Remaining still, Inyx draws a couple of slow, deep breaths, shutting out the confusion of combat and grounding herself in the sure knowledge of peace that takes hold of her when in close communion with her Goddess.

Face unusually stern, she raises one hand to the silver symbol at her throat and stretches out the other to point at the armoured monstrosity.

"In the name of Lileth and the Realms of the Light," she calls, her voice ringing with an authority beyond mortal. "Get thee from this place, miscreation of evil!"


[Bonus to Turn Undead +3 +1 (Cha) +2 (Kn. Relig.)]

[BigRedRod]

Spell weaving as he walks, Sevilin comes around on the other side of the armoured figure just in time for the spell to complete, forming an invisible disc of force before him.

Daison's bolt strikes the mysterious, and possibly undead, figure square in the chin although rather than deal any damage the bolt simply shatters uselessly.

The words of the priestess are ignored by the metal-clad figure as it takes the opportunity to draw its own arms. In an instant, a shield of narrow wedge shaped pieces of metal spiral outwards from its left forearm, creating a shield which bears a startling resemblance to the shell of some kind of sea creature.

Weaponless, the figure brings its arm around toward Bollan as if it were swinging an invisible sword. As the arm travels however, silver liquid surges outward from between the segments of armour in the right arm and rushes down the length of the arm.

Bollan is taken by surprise as the liquid solidifies itself into a razor-sharp blade and as a result fails to parry the blow which cleaves easily through his armour and deep into the freed gladiator's side, just below his rib cage. For a moment the wound is almost painless and then Bollan to hit by a wave of agony as the figure pulls his weapon free of the wound bringing a shower of blood with it.

The gaze of the armoured helmet remains firmly upon Bollan as the creature slips into a more combat ready stance with its odd fan-like shield attached to one arm and the sword of liquid metal to the other.

Initiative
Sevilin
Daison
Inyx
Armoured Figure
Bollan
Guildsman

Map
http://bits.bris.ac.uk/bigredrod/ORP/Maps/DT/DTCampCombat1i.PNG

[Thanos]

"AAAAAaaaaarrrrgggggH!" is the scream that escapes Bollan's lips as his body fluids fill the air. Drops of blood hit the flaming tents and burn off as a dark smudge against the red and orange of the flames bringing Bollan out of his pain as he sees his Diety's symbol hanging before him.

Pulling himself together Bollan thinks, Must let the others do some damage against this thing, must stay standing...must...must. With careful respect for his wounded side Bollan thrusts out with his blade at the armored figure testing him and opening him up for a possible strike by Sevilin.

[Standard attack at +2, Combat Expertise +2 AC (-2 to hit), Fighting Defenseive +2 AC (-4 to hit)]

[BigRedRod]

Bleeding heavily, Bollan is aware of how fatal another blow could be and it shows in his change in stance and tactics. Still, the warrior still manages to heave his sword around towards his armoured opponent. Even as he starts swinging his blade Bollan realises the blow started too far back, sure enough his opponent reacts easily and raises his spiral shield to intercept the attack. With a loud clang the massive sword strikes the shield and is deflected upwards.

Realising that things are going badly and that without his group of explorers he is as good as dead, the Guildsman manages to summon up what little courage he can find and starts chanting arcane syllables and waving his arms through the air in practised gestures as he runs behind the two flaming tents. He comes to a halt with robe flapping as the spell completes and a jagged shard of arcane force flies unerring towards the blackened figure. The magic missile strikes true but it causes only the most minor of jolts to its target who remains focused as ever upon Bollan.


Initiative
Sevilin
Daison
Inyx
Armoured Figure
Bollan
Guildsman

Map

[Tamarind]

Sensing the need to land a telling blow Sevilin launches a ferocious assault, hoping to exploit the creatures apparent focus on Bollan he whirls the black blade around in a heavy double-handed stroke.

Strike true...

[ooc: Trying for a flank attack with the orc's magical blade, using a double-handed grip for extra damage]

[Dev]

Daison continues firing off crossbow bolts, however ineffective they appear, then reloading his weapon. Perhaps Sevilin's flanking maneuver will give him the opportunity he needs to land a shot...

[chalice]

A construct, then...

Inyx reloads calmly, takes cool aim and fires. The healer in her cries out to rush to Bollan's side, but she has only her mundane healer's kit to rely on now - she can best help the ex-gladiator stay alive by helping bring down the enemy and then tending him.

Lilleth, Goddess, let him live that long.

[BigRedRod]

The black blade leaves an impressive almost imperceptible trail of light blue light in its wake as it cleaves keenly through the air and down toward the armoured foe's exposed flank on a course for a crippling blow. As it comes to within an inch or so of landing the blow, Sevilin feels the sword jolt suddenly as if fighting his attempts to use it. Despite this the jet sword still collides with the side of the figure's torso sending another collection of armour fragments into the air and exposing quite clearly living, but raw, flesh beneath.

Displaying no sign of pain from Sevilin's attack, the figure deftly brings its shield around to deflect Daison's bolt as it spins through the air. Inyx's attack, however, is clearly not perceived and the bolt collides solidly with the kneecap of the creature, leaving a new network of cracks forming on the segmented armour protecting the mysterious assailant.

The blade composed of the strange liquid is now very much solid as Bollan can attest from his own wounds, another pair of sword strokes are somehow deflected by the hulking gladiator, either of which might have been enough to have felled him. Clearly aware of its unfortuitous position, the figure steps backward to place himself between the two flaming tents, both of which will be no more but charred skeletons in another few minutes.

Initiative
Sevilin
Daison
Inyx
Armoured Figure
Bollan
Guildsman

Map
http://bits.bris.ac.uk/bigredrod/ORP/Maps/DT/DTCampCombat3.PNG

[Thanos]

Must keep it contained and surrounded or it will be able to take us down one at a time.

Bollan does a little sidestep that he learned in the arena fighting animals past Diason and down to the northwest of the guildsman. Gritting his teeth he takes another swing at the creature hoping for a lucky shot.

[Move Action, Standard Attack at +2, Combat Exp for +2 AC -2 TH, Fighting Defensively for +2 AC -4 TH]

[BigRedRod]

The sound of burning wood and canvas crackles in Bollan's ears as he rejoins the party's strange foe between the remains of the two tents. Its spiral shield comes up just too high to deflect the gladiator's attack and Bollan's sword screams a metallic scream as it splinters through the armour segments protecting the figure's hip and waist and into the skinless flesh beneath. The sword moves easily for a few inches, parting muscle as if it were butter and then it stops with a grating judder as Bollan strikes bone.

Pulling his sword free, sending a torrent of blood pouring from the figure's side while the undamaged raw flesh continues to weep the dark red liquid at a more sedate pace. Now the figure looks much less like an armoured knight and more like something unspeakable from a nightmare.

Somewhere behind the battling pair, the guildsman decides that the melee has come too close for comfort and sprints away, stopping beside Inyx.


Initiative
Sevilin
Daison
Inyx
Armoured Figure
Bollan
Guildsman

Map
http://bits.bris.ac.uk/bigredrod/ORP/Maps/DT/DTCampCombat4.PNG

[Tamarind]

Sevilin starts as he feels the blade twist in his hands, dropping it he draws his own trusted blade as he moves forward to sandwich the figure between himself, Bollan and the burning tents. Sweeping the blade up and to the side he brings it scything down and round with all his strength against the figure's weakened knee joint

Drop you unholy fiend!

[Dev]

Daison drops a curse when the enemy moves backward, out of his line of sight. He barely glances at the guildsman passing behind him, then moves forward carefully around the tent until he finds the foe again. The crossbow rises and fires.

[Moving to two squares NW of the armored undead, firing diagonally with Point Blank Shot]

[chalice]

Inyx spares a cool glance for the panicking Guildsman.

"Anything in your records or research to tell us what this might be?" she asks calmly.

Then she takes a few steps forward [west] to reestablish line of sight with the armoured creation, aims and fires another bolt.

[BigRedRod]

Casting away Gurun, the two-headed orc's, black and gold sword away, Sevilin finds himself in a rather more favourable position. An enemy trying to fight off two opponents stood on opposite sides of him along with a more familiar blade.

The blade whistles through the air toward the figure's armour-less knee, a last minute dodge however sends it jangling against more of the segmented armour rather than cutting through raw flesh. Still, the blow penetrates and splinters the armour.

Daison carefully takes aim against the distracted foe and using his close range to his advantage fires a perfect shot which sends the bolt directly into the side of the bleeding semi-armoured figure's head. The armour around the wound is reduced to little more than a gust of powder. Disturbingly, the figure still battles on despite a head wound which would have instantly killed any mere mortal. Blood trickles around the shaft of the bolt, but still the figure moves.

"I... No.. Not at all."
While the Guildsman still attempts to answer, Inyx sends a bolt of her own whizzing past Daison and striking the figure firmly in the centre of the chest with a shot no less impressive than Daison's own. With entire sections of armour lying in fragments on the scorched earth around the figure and blood running freely from several major wounds the figure turns away from Bollan for a moment and locks its dead metal gaze onto Daison. For a moment it looks as if the figure is about to charge, but instead it collapses forwards onto the ground.

With its shield arm it paws at the earth, as if trying to drag itself closer to Daison. The weapon loses solid form briefly and then reforms into a rather less cohesive looking blade before collapsing entirely, leaving the figure sprawled upon the burnt grass. A pool of quicksilver spreads outwards from its sword arm ,the perfect liquid mirror speckled with drops of its own blood.

[ooc: given that it looks to be dead, we'll abandon combat order for now]
http://bits.bris.ac.uk/bigredrod/ORP/Maps/DT/DTCampCombatEnd.PNG

[chalice]

Almost as the creature collapses, Inyx is moving toward Bollan.

"Come out of the way a little and let me see what I can do to patch you up," she says firmly, her briskly practical tone belied by the concern in her golden eyes.

Assuming the wounded warrior cooperates, Inyx prays over his wounds devoutly, reciting what seems to be the same prayer four times over - the effect is songlike and oddly soothing.

[ooc: subsitute Cure Minor Wounds for her four 0-level spells and cast them one after the other. Each restores 1 HP]

[Thanos]

Bollan is all to happy to cooperate longing to feel the soothing touch of Inyx and her gods divine indulgence. He does however keep a wary eye on the body of the thing they defeated.

[Tamarind]

Sevilin grins in triumph as the monstrosity falls,

"Excellent shots!"

After a moment caution sets in (or is it paranoia?) and he takes his blade and beheads the creature with a double-handed stroke. That done he eyes the nearby fire speculatively...

"What do you say? Shall we burn the thing to be certain?"

[Thanos]

"I would say yes, but I know nothing about such things," says Bollan from between heavy breaths.

[chalice]

"Could someone please check if there was anyone in those burning tents?" Inyx asks, looking drained as she raises her head from prayer. The cleric's usually rich voice is dragging and dull with fatigue.

And to Sevelin. "Yes, burn it. If it will burn."

[Tamarind]

With a grunt Sevilin rolls the figure into the flames, flinging it's head into the main fire for good measure.

He starts slightly at Inyx' request,

Good gods! They might not be dead...

Moving quickly he peeks into each of the burning tents, hoping against hope to find someone alive...

[Dev]

It takes several minutes for Daison to feel comfortable shouldering his crossbow. Frowning silently at the downed monstrosity, the noble seems tuned out from the rest of the goings-on. When he sees Sevilin move nearby, though, he decides to help him to search the camp as well. Already, before Daison even moves from his spot he can visualize the torn clumps of calico fur, and it makes him shudder.

[BigRedRod]

The headless body is heavy and it takes a fair bit of Sevilin's remaining energy to actually move the partially armoured remains toward one of the two nearby tents. The pool of liquid metal remains behind, gradually seeping into the earth upon which it landed.

A loud crack signals that the draconic warrior has rolled the heavy body onto one of the burning support posts and managed to crack it, gradually the tent that was home to Daison for a single night collapses down upon itself. The slight nudge being all it took after the work of Sevilin's breath.

The blazing remains of canvas fall downwards as the headless corpse is given one last shove. Satisifed that the body will suffer the same fate as the tent, Sevilin turns his attention to the head, which he tosses towards the other blazing tent. The one that he shared with Bollan and Artok what seems longer ago than the previous evening.

Inyx's voice signals for Daison and Sevilin to gingerly open the tent flaps to the still standing burning tent. Having seen how easily the other collapsed, neither was eager for a repeat while inside.

For a moment, the smell of cooking meat is welcome and then it becomes all too clear where the smell comes from. Artok. Yan. Robin. Tak. The Guildsman Superior. All lie neatly arranged on the ground, their arms crossing their chest in a dignified manner. It takes Daison less than a second to see his familiar among them, a mess of charred fur and gore lying beside Yan. Each of the corpses suffers from the same deep slash wounds.

A crack above signals that this tent too may only have a matter of seconds before it comes down.

[ooc: Tent #5 is now a collapsed smouldering heap, #4 is the one you saw the figure drag Artok into and has been used to store the rest]

[Tamarind]

As the smell of charred flesh and the row of dead bodies conjures another scene, all too familiar, Sevilin staggers backward his eyes wild, oblivious to Daison beside him as he backs quickly away from the tent and stumbles off to the side, breathing heavily.

I didn't kill them! It wasn't me - I'm NOT a monster!

[Thanos]

Bollin, having cought his breath, goes over to Sevilin and claps him on the shoulder. "You did well my friend! It has been a long time since I have fought along side someone as fearless and relentless."

[chalice]

Inyx sways for a moment as she surveys the bodies, paler than pale. Then, with visible effort, she forces her scholarly instincts into play. She pushes her glasses firmly up her nose.

"Was this something sent after us? Or something the other group found and somehow activated? Or - oh, gods - was that one of our company? Inside - I don't know - cursed armour? Sevelin - I think you shouldn't use that sword again until we learn more about it."

She reaches into a pouch at her belt and produces a small flask of heavy blue glass.

"Before I forget. This is a healing potion. If - if anything happens to me, use it where you think best."

[Tamarind]

Sevilin starts slightly at Bollin's touch, then recovers and faces his battered comrade, forcing a weak smile,

"Likewise my friend. Together we make a force to be reckoned with eh? Though I think our success here owes more to the fine shooting of Inyx and Daison..."

He glances over at Daison, unable to find words to console the grieving mage. He turns pale at Inyx' musings,

"Gods! You could be right...is anyone missing?"

Quickly he runs over the list of names, trying to picture them all around the fire and notching them off against the bodies piled in the tent before them...

Artok, Yan, Robin, Tak, the Guildsman...Leto! Leto's not there...

"Where's Leto!? I don't see his body here..."

On a sudden panic Sevilin dashes to the other tents, peering quickly within, seeking signs of the seasoned warrior...

[chalice]

"Sevelin...it's alright," Inyx says gently, speaking to the panicked warrior almost as she would a child. He's so cool in battle, but something about the bodies really has him freaked...

"Leto went with the other group, remember?"

Her voice darkens. "Though I wonder...if this thing came from inside or outside the ruin. Whether it was something they disturbed within..."

She shakes her head, briskly practical once more. "Whichever, we are in no shape to go after the other group at the moment. We need to rest, and heal. If we can find soemwhere safe to do so. And - we must decide what to do with the prisoners."

[Tamarind]

The wild-eyed look persists fbefore gradually fading as Inyx' tone, more than her words, restores calm.

"Yes. Of course. Stupid of me. You're right, we should rest, regain our strength, try and work out what happened here..."

As he speaks reason slowly reasserts itself and he visibly relaxes in sharp contrast to his earlier panic.

"I should cover the perimeter, see if I can tell whether it came from the direction they headed off in or somewhere else..."

He catches Inyx' gaze for a moment, a brief smile of gratitude flitting over his features before he turns and begins to examine the perimeter of the camp for traces of passage...

[Dev]

The noble has remained crouched before the burning tent (not too close, of course), just staring in disgust at the carnage. He glances over his shoulder as Sevilin heads away, then shifts towards Inyx and Bollan. There was something about the camaraderie he found distasteful, alienating.

"What if there are more? They'll come murder us in our sleep--the other group is probably already dead! We should forget it all and head back to Gomorrah." Already, he feels as though the others are being unreasonable in their lack of concern for their own survival.

Ironically, Daison hasn't noticed whether or not the wagons or the horses were spared.

[BigRedRod]

Having stood near motionless since the threat of the strange armoured warrior was finally removed, the guildsman finally manages to make a sound which is more a quiet murmur that any actual words. Turning on his heel, he heads towards the guild wagon at the north of the camp and vanishes inside.

Sevilin finds the ground around the camp a trampled mess of boot prints. It takes him several minutes to find the deep, flat prints leading towards the burning tent containing the bodies of those unlucky enough to be in the camp when the attack happened. Following them around, it would seem the figure came from the north, across the river somewhere. Although, there are too many prints just for one such armoured warrior, at least five of the things originally arrived at the camp.

From the signs left around the area, small spatters of blood and armour shards it looks like the five things managed to surprise those in the camp and make short work of them before continuing south leaving only one of their number behind to gather the bodies.

[Tamarind]

"There were more of them - about five I think. They came from the north, entering the camp over there"

he gestures to the heavy footprints and signs of brief struggle, he pauses, lost for appropriate words to describe the carnage that followed,

"...afterwards one of them stayed here but the other four headed south."

He shakes his head,

"We can't just abandon the others - we have to find them."

He sags, leaning on his blade for support,

"But Inyx is right, we're not in any condition to fight four of these things without a chance to heal our wounds first. We have to rest - Bollan and I can take turns to watch for any of them coming back whilst you and Inyx prepare."

He softens his tone,

"It's the safest plan we have, without rest we wouldn't get far even if we did head back - and at least here we can see them coming if they do."

[Thanos]

Bollan nods towards Sevilin and says, "I agree."

He heads to his cart to see if he can find a blanket or two to make into makeshift tents.

[Tamarind]

Sevilin looks over to the south, considering, then adds,

"I could move down their trail a little first though, find out if they went to the ruin or not...I should be able to do that without being seen and then at least we'd know if the others were in imminent danger"

[Thanos]

Bollan returns with a blanket and equipment to bring his blades to 100% after the harsh fighting of the day. "A good idea, but should we move the encampment somewhere else...as they are likely to return to see if anybody else has come...perhaps just leave it all here and sleep somewhere else tonight?"

[Tamarind]

"Good thought. We could camp on the bluff where we stood watch from last night"

[Tamarind]

Coming to a decision Sevilin releases Re to fly free overhead,

Stay with them my friend, and stay safe

"I don't plan to be more than about half an hour at most - I'll rejoin you at the new campsite"

That said he heads off, treading softly as he follows the signs of the four figures' passage, alert for dry twigs or loose stones that could give away his presence...

[Thanos]

Bollan starts packing up some stuff for the move, but not enough to make it seem like they had left the campsite...incase the other things decided to try and follow them.

[BigRedRod]

Leaving the surviving members of the expedition behind, Sevilin moves southwards at a slow and careful pace. His eyes dart between the clear trail at his feet and the landscape around him for any hidden foes. As the ranger speculated the tracks bend around toward the steep slope which leads to the expedition’s point of entry for the ruin.

Standing over the small gap in the earth which marks a fallen section of the ruin's roof, Sevilin is left in no doubt that figures much like the one currently smouldering back at the remains of the camp chose the ruin as their next port of call.

The new camp was a good distance along the river back and shielded from all but the most perceptive of passer-by by a convenient copse of trees and a wall of reeds. Daison, Inyx and Bollan loiter glumly in the shade watching the guild campsite and the dwindling thin columns of black smoke drifting lazily upwards while the guildsman crouches beside a large brown leather book bag he managed to salvage from the wagon before leaving. Sevilin casts one last glance behind him for any potential spies before joining his friends around the single improvised tent. A tent which was little more than a groundsheet with a v-shaped canvas roof strung between tree trunks. The dark canvas sheet almost certainly wouldn't be missed unless the figures happened to take an inventory of the campsite after the slaughter before they moved on.

[Tamarind]

Sevilin looks around their small group his expression downcast,

"The other four of those horrors headed into the ruins as we'd feared but there's precious little we can do about it now. Once we're rested I suggest we head after them and try and help the others but for now we need to sleep and recuperate - Bollan and I can split staying on watch."

He turns to the powerful gladiator, trying to force a smile,

"I'll take first watch if you like - looks like I'm marginally less pummelled than you"

[chalice]

"You both need to rest," Inyx says firmly. "I'll watch first. Then afterwards I'll try for the rest I need to replenish my miracles. Can't do that if I take a middle watch."

[BigRedRod]

Inyx stands between two of the trees looking out toward the earth covered ruin, reflecting upon the strange tint to the blue sky and the rising wind which pushes thick black clouds through the sky.

A sudden boom has the cleric's heart skipping a beat and the storm begins. The black clouds which have transformed the sky from a deep summer's blue to a mixture of greytones with the occasional striking blue gap open and pour down rain.

The rain is as heavy as it was sudden, sending Inyx to retreat backwards a way to take shelter near her no longer sleeping companions. A few exchanged words and the others do their best to rest despite the adverse conditions that send occasional sheets of rain almost horizontally through the air and into the makeshift tent. The guildsman remains with his legs pushed into his chest, clearly deeply miserable at the unfolding situation, storm or no storm.

After twenty minutes or so, Inyx faces the reality that being on watch means getting drenched. Moving quickly to take shelter under one of the more leafy trees, the cleric is granted what would be a promising view of the land between the ruin and the party's camp if the rain wasn't managing to dramatically reduce visibility.

The occasional flash of lightning (closely followed by loud roars of thunder) provide brief clarity, and thankfully nothing seems to be approaching.

After what feels like a good many hours in which Inyx seems little except the disappearance of the blue patches between the clouds, she ends her watch and wakes Bollan.


-=Chapter End=-

[BigRedRod]

Daison
1191

Bollan
1403

Sevillin
1524

Inyx
1272