03-02-2017, 08:14 AM
(This post was last modified: 03-02-2017, 08:17 AM by DM Surranó.)
The armourer nods at Toot's offer on shaping stone but says,
"I appreciate your offer but we're almost done. Not to mention the antimagic field right here."
And indeed, the head of the golem appears atop the water's surface, next to the exit.
The hole on the roof is closed but the last thing those upstairs observed was a ray of bright white sunlight sweeping across the floor of the room. Regarding the sack once more you can see smoke filtering through the hemp weave.
OOC - rolled BK for Portho, just for kicks, and came up with...
Portho digs the deepest recesses of his lore but cannot tap to anything that would resonate with what he's just observed and heard.
Maul looks at the revelation of the jermlaine. He grunts something that could've been, like, "F*ck me," then shrugs.
"Whatever. Considering our current team of selected ugliness I guess none of the Council would falter or scream by your looks."
"You are a selected bunch indeed," Murkatos chuckles, and gives a hearty slap on the shoulder of the companion closest to him, happening to be Torin, then shakes and blows his sore fingers that met the adamantine fullplate just a bit too harsh for him.
"Then it's settled," Maul says and climbs down, taking the lead next to Toot, occasionally making a feeble attempt to ruffle the jermlaine's hair but then thinks better when Boo growls warily on the approach of his open palm.
Those following the stout human priest can see him retrieving the body of a pale elven lass, hair once golden, now broken and lost its shine. She wears the practical clothes of a travelling wizard or even bard, but her trinkets sell her to be well versed in the way of the warrior.
Those following the armourer can observe as the golem climbs out of the pit and crawls through the narrow corridor and across the cellar on all fours. At the exit it just pokes its head up and tears the trapdoor out to be able to climb upstairs. It can straighten up on the corridors of the mansion but needs to crawl through the few doors until finally outside the building, being able to rise to its full height again.
Maul, carrying Merri's body, is already there by that time, and they head straight towards the cylinder of light.
(...)
OOC - if someone has something more to add feel free to do so in a retrospective style... I will leave the thread open for this purpose but I will wrap up the chapter right here.
"Let me go ahead and see what's awaiting us on the far side," Maul says when all are gathered around the swirling rainbow-patterned cylinder of light.
With that, he bravely steps through and disappears. One by one, all follow until finally Murkatos steps through, followed by the guardian.
"I appreciate your offer but we're almost done. Not to mention the antimagic field right here."
And indeed, the head of the golem appears atop the water's surface, next to the exit.
The hole on the roof is closed but the last thing those upstairs observed was a ray of bright white sunlight sweeping across the floor of the room. Regarding the sack once more you can see smoke filtering through the hemp weave.
OOC - rolled BK for Portho, just for kicks, and came up with...
Portho digs the deepest recesses of his lore but cannot tap to anything that would resonate with what he's just observed and heard.
Maul looks at the revelation of the jermlaine. He grunts something that could've been, like, "F*ck me," then shrugs.
"Whatever. Considering our current team of selected ugliness I guess none of the Council would falter or scream by your looks."
"You are a selected bunch indeed," Murkatos chuckles, and gives a hearty slap on the shoulder of the companion closest to him, happening to be Torin, then shakes and blows his sore fingers that met the adamantine fullplate just a bit too harsh for him.
"Then it's settled," Maul says and climbs down, taking the lead next to Toot, occasionally making a feeble attempt to ruffle the jermlaine's hair but then thinks better when Boo growls warily on the approach of his open palm.
Those following the stout human priest can see him retrieving the body of a pale elven lass, hair once golden, now broken and lost its shine. She wears the practical clothes of a travelling wizard or even bard, but her trinkets sell her to be well versed in the way of the warrior.
Those following the armourer can observe as the golem climbs out of the pit and crawls through the narrow corridor and across the cellar on all fours. At the exit it just pokes its head up and tears the trapdoor out to be able to climb upstairs. It can straighten up on the corridors of the mansion but needs to crawl through the few doors until finally outside the building, being able to rise to its full height again.
Maul, carrying Merri's body, is already there by that time, and they head straight towards the cylinder of light.
(...)
OOC - if someone has something more to add feel free to do so in a retrospective style... I will leave the thread open for this purpose but I will wrap up the chapter right here.
"Let me go ahead and see what's awaiting us on the far side," Maul says when all are gathered around the swirling rainbow-patterned cylinder of light.
With that, he bravely steps through and disappears. One by one, all follow until finally Murkatos steps through, followed by the guardian.
