[Ptolus/AD&D] IC Thread #2 - Underground (part 1)

[Drohem]

Rissthil sheaths his sword and picks up the chain connected to the severed red lantern.  He swings it a few times to get some momentum and then throws the red lantern onto the pressure plate on the floor between the two crystals.

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OOC: Next round intentions.

[thedungeondelver]

(DM: Are we still in combat rounds?)

[Benoist]

(DM: Are we still in combat rounds?)

In terms of time, yes. In terms of me waiting for absolutely everyone to post, no, because we're not in combat per se.
See there for explanation.

You guys can interact with each other, tell me what you intend to do like in a combat round.

[skofflox]

*snip*"However, that was my experience.  We could always see if Runch could shine the sight o' Charlathan on them and see if we have different results."

After finishing with the orc I approach Orthos..."Whats this now...? sight o' Charlathan ya say,'prahps it will have an effect,willing to try!" as I raise my hand to the zemi of Charlathan around my kneck.

Loudly "What brave souls will stand with us (as I indicate Tudd!) against this creeping evil!?" I start to stride to the armory door...murmmering a prayer as I sheath my longsword and sling my shield upon my back, the power of Charlathan swelling my breast with hope...

[Imperator]

Gareth will follow exactly Smead's instructions, eyes and ears peeled.

[Sigmund]

Tudd strides after Runch, with as much dignity as he can muster, grinning broadly, "Gonna get to hit somethin.... come on Bug!"

[winkingbishop]

Motivated by the momentum of some of the others, Othos decides to see what is keeping the others.  He struts west towards Rissthil, trying to see what all the commotion is about.

[Benoist]

Runch walks toward the door south of his position, Tudd following him closely. He stops there, and watches as the horde of dripping melted flesh things walk behind the dead orc with one of Ulas's arrows firmly lodged in its skull.

Othos walks past the western door to the red lantern's area just as Rissthil is throwing it on the pressure plate by the enormous crystals embedded in the walls. They see the same orange blobs of light fire from the orange crystal to the violet, and then feel a subtle shockwave as the lantern is ejected from the plate back at you! It misses the dwarfs head on its way down by a few inches and slams into the clutter of wood beams and rocks behind him. Once again, it does not seem particularly damaged, and still shines with its characteristic red hue.

Meanwhile, Gareth and Smeads progress towards the south-western door from their position (the smell in the room is actually quite awful, indicating without a doubt that these bodies have been stored here for a few days at least). Smeads takes a peek: shelves on the western side of the room beyond, with jars, glass bottles, all sorts of containers of various sizes, a few of them on the floor as well. Three pillars aligned along the curve of the eastern wall. This area seems just as dead and silent as the others.

Both he and Gareth listen intently. The chant has not ceased. But it now comes... from the east? Through the wall?

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[Drohem]

Rissthil hustles to catch up to Gareth and Smeads through the west door.  

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OOC: Next round intentions.

[Imperator]

Meanwhile, Gareth and Smeads progress towards the south-western door from their position (the smell in the room is actually quite awful, indicating without a doubt that these bodies have been stored here for a few days at least). Smeads takes a peek: shelves on the western side of the room beyond, with jars, glass bottles, all sorts of containers of various sizes, a few of them on the floor as well. Three pillars aligned along the curve of the eastern wall. This area seems just as dead and silent as the others.

Both he and Gareth listen intently. The chant has not ceased. But it now comes... from the east? Through the wall?

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Gareth starts looking for secret doors in that wall, listening and looking for air blows, and the like. They must be inside the wall, maybe in some secret vault with peepholes to spy on us. Gareth will avoid knocking on the wall looking for empty spaces, as these could alert them of his intent.

He gestures Smeads to do the same.

[Lilaxe]

Smeads will also start examining the southern/eastern curved wall of the room.

[skofflox]

Runch walks toward the door south of his position, Tudd following him closely. He stops there, and watches as the horde of dripping melted flesh things walk behind the dead orc with one of Ulas's arrows firmly lodged in its skull.
 

Muttering to the hirelings by the door..."Keep this door clear case we need to hurry back!"

Looking to Tudd and striking his chest lightly with my fist before I close my eyes for a moment to calm myself further, letting images of Charlathans glory play in my mindseye.

I walk confidently out the door a  stride as I intone my God for aide,left hand closed on the charm around my kneck, my right an open palm with index and pinky fingers bent towards palm with thumb tucked,leaving 2 middle fingers fully verticle...focusing on the lead figure...

With a steady voice "Charlathan move through me and protect us from these abomonations and lost souls. By your grace and power via your humble servant let this be done."

roll = 14...http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/2803056/

[Sigmund]

Tudd moves beside his brother, shield at the ready, morningstar back and ready to be brought to bear on any foe that moves within range of either Tudd or Runch, "Hold on Bug, we gotta protect brudder."

[Benoist]

Rissthil (and I'm assuming Othos as well, since he was checking on Rissthil in the first place) catch up with Smeads and Gareth as they are investigating the south-western wall of the room they are in right now.

(DM rolls a bunch of dice) There doesn't seem to be any secret door or concealed passage at this particular location.

Runch gets out of the room north of the Armoury. He pauses there, Tudd at his side, looks inward, reaches for his liege's presence there, and extands his hand towards the group of creatures slowly progressing towards their position. "Charlathan move through me and protect us from these abominations and lost souls. By your grace and power via your humble servant let this be done."

Something... interesting, occurs. The humanoid fleshlike creatures seem unaffected, but the orc stops dead in its tracks. Dead eyes set on Runch as he prays to Charlathan, the orc opens its mouth and visibly tries to walk forward, but cannot, as if its own stiff muscles were betraying its intent. Its demi-shapeless troops stop by its side, unsure what to do, as if they were following the orc itself, rather than their own collective impulse.

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[skofflox]

Runch gets out of the room north of the Armoury. He pauses there, Tudd at his side, looks inward, reaches for his liege's presence there, and extands his hand towards the group of creatures slowly progressing towards their position. "Charlathan move through me and protect us from these abominations and lost souls. By your grace and power via your humble servant let this be done."

Something... interesting, occurs. The humanoid fleshlike creatures seem unaffected, but the dead orc stops dead in its tracks. Dead eyes set on Runch as he prays to Charlathan, the orc opens its mouth and visibly tries to walk forward, but cannot, as if its own stiff muscles were betraying its intent. Its demi-shapeless troops stop by its side, unsure what to do, as if they were following the orc itself, rather than their own collective impulse.
 

stepping forward with confidence in my Gods power... "Get ye back from here spawn!"