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

Cole · February 28, 2011, 12:42:32 PM

Quote from: Benoist;442903Ylarum tries to pry the plate up with a pickaxe. Roll 1d6.

DM: I assume Ulas was avoiding the pressure-plate trap this whole time and was around Ylarum and company to check on the north clutter from time to time.

Originally I thought Ulas was south of the plate to begin with. But I suppose I needed to move into the other chamber to really address the orc, so that positioning is fine.

thedungeondelver · February 28, 2011, 03:34:44 PM

For what it's worth I'm prying UP!

1d6=4

Benoist · February 28, 2011, 05:35:10 PM

Ylarum pulls the pickaxe's handle. At first, the round plate resists. Ylarum pulls harder, and finally the plate gives way, lifting itself up. Dust around the plate seems to be sucked in whatever lies under, as if to fill an air vacuum. The golden metal plate is now free, and Ylarum can do with it as he pleases, as he still exercises his strength on the handle.

thedungeondelver · February 28, 2011, 10:45:28 PM

(DM: How heavy is the plate and does it appear to be gold or gold plated?)

Benoist · March 01, 2011, 11:01:28 AM

Quote from: thedungeondelver;443002(DM: How heavy is the plate and does it appear to be gold or gold plated?)

The plate is too dark and dull to be gold, and is quite heavy - more than a hundred pounds, easily.

thedungeondelver · March 01, 2011, 01:31:44 PM

Quote from: Benoist;443086The plate is too dark and dull to be gold, and is quite heavy - more than a hundred pounds, easily.

(DM: Noted.)

Grabbing a torch, Ylarum will hold it so it illuminates the hole. What are the dimensions of the breach?

Benoist · March 01, 2011, 08:35:10 PM

Quote from: thedungeondelver;443122(DM: Noted.)

Grabbing a torch, Ylarum will hold it so it illuminates the hole. What are the dimensions of the breach?

The plate covered a perfectly round hole that plunges vertically into the dark. It is about thirty inches wide.

Cole · March 01, 2011, 08:48:36 PM

Quote from: Benoist;443212The plate covered a perfectly round hole that plunges vertically into the dark. It is about thirty inches wide.

Once the plate has been removed without any overt calamity, Ulas will slink into the room.

"Should we send down a light on a rope?"

thedungeondelver · March 01, 2011, 09:27:15 PM

Quote from: Cole;443215Once the plate has been removed without any overt calamity, Ulas will slink into the room.

"Should we send down a light on a rope?"

"'tis best; though I'd rather we have a mirror to peek into it with than sticking our heads over it. Ah, just the thing, here." (Ylarum takes a mirror from his belt pouch.) "Although, thinking on it, mahap a lantern. If there's scrolls, yellow mold, oil, or anything else that'd easily catch alight down there, that is."

skofflox · March 02, 2011, 12:07:27 AM

Nimten watches the exchange closely,listening to the Orcs tale for any clues to the nature of the slain tentacle beast.

Looking to those gathered during a pause..."There is a trap door in the secret room,locked and seemingly undisturbed for some time! Has anybody found any keys amongst the chests?"

Runch is content to listen to the others and the orc. He stands menacingly close fingering his dagger hilt.
During a break in the questioning "What'r ye called?" in Orcish dialect.

Sigmund · March 02, 2011, 09:35:33 AM

Tudd sits down with a heavy sigh and starts examining his morningstar, almost poking himself in the eye.

Benoist · March 02, 2011, 11:46:23 AM

Quote from: skofflox;443243Runch is content to listen to the others and the orc. He stands menacingly close fingering his dagger hilt.
During a break in the questioning "What'r ye called?" in Orcish dialect.

The Orc throws a suspicious look at Runch: "Why would you want to know that?" He strongly inhales before further answering, with a mildly resolute tone: "I will not reveal my name. I do not want the elf to steal my soul."

Quote from: Sigmund;443278Tudd sits down with a heavy sigh and starts examining his morningstar, almost poking himself in the eye.

Snave walks to Tudd. "Looks like ye need something to kill, friend. What do you say we leave the others at their talk and check on my Master Ylarum to see if he is in need of our help?"

Sigmund · March 02, 2011, 12:38:20 PM

Quote from: Benoist;443304The Orc throws a suspicious look at Runch: "Why would you want to know that?" He strongly inhales before further answering, with a mildly resolute tone: "I will not reveal my name. I do not want the elf to steal my soul."

Snave walks to Tudd. "Looks like ye need something to kill, friend. What do you say we leave the others at their talk and check on my Master Ylarum to see if he is in need of our help?"

Tudd bursts out laughing at the orc's fear of the elf's soul-stealing prowess and says in orcish, "Ha ha ha.... I don't think the elf needs your name to steal your soul.... , " at which point the half-orc looks mildly confused, then concerned as he starts patting down his belt pouch as if checking on something, looks relieved, then says, "My name is Tudd"

Looking up at Snave as the man approaches and asks his question, Tudd grins and says, "Sure... hey, ya might wanna make sure ya still have your soul..." as he climbs to his feet with a side-long glance in the direction of "the elf".

skofflox · March 05, 2011, 12:06:24 AM

Quote from: Benoist;443304The Orc throws a suspicious look at Runch: "Why would you want to know that?" He strongly inhales before further answering, with a mildly resolute tone: "I will not reveal my name. I do not want the elf to steal my soul."

smirking a bit and jerking a thumb at Tudds back as he and bug amble off to find action ..."I'm Runch,his brother. Just like ta know who I'm talk'n at. You may be my guest for some time sos maybe we culd be cordial like ol campainers huh? And I doubt the elf has any use for such a miserable soul as yours." as I indicate Nimten. "What else might we run inta down here?" as I sweep the area with my dagger point...

Benoist · March 05, 2011, 12:12:32 PM

The orc reacts to Tudd's mocking remarks with a mild, silent resignation.

Tudd and Snave start walking away from the dais area towards the north-western storage room (though they are still in the room at that point. Let me know if Tudd's doing something on his way to the area Ylarum and Cie are investigating).

Quote from: skofflox;443915"I'm Runch,his brother. Just like ta know who I'm talk'n at. You may be my guest for some time sos maybe we culd be cordial like ol campainers huh? And I doubt the elf has any use for such a miserable soul as yours." as I indicate Nimten. "What else might we run inta down here?" as I sweep the area with my dagger point...

The orc stares at Runch for a moment, as if something suddenly dawned on him. He answers dismissively: "I know not. Anything is possible in this wretched place. It is alive itself, I tell you. When we ran from the entrance to this area, and the explosion occurred, the whole place started to shift."

"But wait. You said I am your 'guest.'" The orc draws breath as if to let that word sink in. As if trying to understand its meaning. Runch then remembers that the orcish word for 'guest' is archaic indeed, and seldom used by these creatures whose whole lives are dedicated to slaughter their enemies, as well as each other. The orcs do not hold such feelings as compassion or deference as strengths, but weaknesses to be supressed or taken advantage of. The notion that a clan of orcs would increase its prestige by showing restraint and welcoming outsiders into its midst is a thought almost foreign to them.

This orc here seems to be struggling with these particular emotions, however.

"Does that mean I could serve you and your companions?"