Assemble

6/8/2014

Shaking his head, returning from a daze, Piker Silentall remembers his adventure and sprints back down the hallway to catch back up to his fellow adventurers.

Meanwhile, at the entrance to the vault, a shadow stirs. "Smell them, Lockjaw," she says. "Smell the fear, the bravado. Smell the stone and the blood already spilled. There is another party here. Let's find them."

One party breeches the threshold of the hallway - as the other rounds the corner of the entrance passage. In the flickering light of an approaching torch, the adventurers get their first glimpse of a party of followers sent by The Great University.

Round Ends: Wednesday, June 11 at 9 PM - Post your turns

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Ptolmek Skarab

6/9/2014 11:23:11 am

Ptolmek looks around cagily. He looks pleased to see his friends Blackbird, Morcant, and Piker. These three, he felt, had the right mettle for exploration.

Ahead he sees the new adventurers. He will (move 5) to the threshold of the 5x7 chamber and hail the new adventurers.

Ptolmek will brief Lisabelle and Gurin on their basic findings so far, mentioning the peg/lever on the wall in this room and the gearwork they had noticed to the south. And that there unfortunately might be Grimlock splatter in the map room.

Anyone else with you? Ah a couple more behind you.
Glad to have you.
Ptolmek will salute in the way of the mercenary to another freeman.

Miranda Chalix

6/9/2014 11:30:48 am

Miranda Chalix will move eight to the threshold of the next room and gather with the others. The little Halfling seems shy and keeps her hood firmly over her head and it's hard to get a look at her face. You think it might be scarred or something. You might also notice she is clad in leather from head to toe and has a whip and dagger at the ready. In spite of a pair of leather pouches bulging with equipment she moves very quietly with natural grace.

Piker Silentall

6/11/2014 06:46:33 am

"Well met, to all of you!" Piker's eyes scan the new arrivals. He takes a bow and remembers the days he used to play in front of the crowds of people the songs of his home in Palladia Glades. Most of the arrivals were taller than him, save a feral looking Gnome accompanied by a creature with a striped face.

Piker makes all his introductions and seconds Ptomlek's idea to back track into the room with the dowel and to check the other rooms for additional passages.

Piker Silentall

6/11/2014 07:07:15 am

MOVE with the Group to the Dowel Room or to the agreed upon location.

Lisabelle Hexfidget

6/11/2014 07:06:35 am

Lisabelle studies the group of adventurers before her. The taller warriors of the group are covered in gore and viscera from some past conflict, while the smaller Gnome directly in front of her smiles, as if thinking they could be allies since they share the same race.

It has been many years since Lisabelle was stuck in such close proximity with a group of total strangers. The narrow hall and the unfamiliar eyes are making her nervous. As if picking up on her anxiety, Lockjaw bares his teeth at her side and growls softly.

"Tell me where these rooms are or lead the way. We will follow you."

MOVE with the group to the aforementioned rooms
ACTION: tell Lockjaw to DEFEND

Morcant Gunnar AND Gurin Firebeard

6/11/2014 11:02:37 am

Upon seeing the new arrivals Morcant was overwhelmed by a completely new sensation with one of them. He had spent his life becoming adept at reading the moods of others via their extra sensory auras... but there was something unique about Gurin Firebeard. For one Morcant immediately knew his name, in fact as they exchanged greetings Gurin said: "Why hello I am ... " and Morcant cut him off with his own precise thoughts "... the ever cheerful Gurin Firebeard."

Morcant knew that he had never had this level of intimacy with a stranger. He did not know if the dwarf could read his thoughts as well.

Morcant tried to concentrate on the dowel in the room that they had gathered in, to test this connection.

Meanwhile Gurin had cheerfully greeted the rather gory looking crew. He was always a source of good cheer on adventures and looked forward to seeing if he could brighten the mood of his fellow adventurers.

When he met Morcant it was an unusual moment. This was not a cheery fellow but he seemed to speak very softly without moving his mouth. Gurin had a hard time hearing what Morcant was saying in this rather unusual method... something about a dowel. A dowel... this was an odd sensation indeed!

Gurin confidently glanced around the room. From his time designing complicated locking systems he immediately recognized a Halfendish's gambit. Walked over to the dowel, fiddled with it in just the right way and triggered an opening. This will be interesting, he thought to himself.

Blackbird McAllister

6/11/2014 11:56:02 am

Blackbird slunk to the back of the pack. He was uneasy about meeting anyone sent by the University who might edge in on his already diminished cut of the as-of-yet undiscovered treasure. Certainly they were on a commissioned venture to locate the Solid Quicksilver Miner's Pick of Legendary Dwarf Mason Glorgrim Morgyth. And certainly the University had to protect it's investment. But give their party a chance to delve into this mountain's side before sending reinforcements. What an embarrassment this would be at Drad Silor's Saloon...

Following the others into the Gatehouse, Blackbird has the sense that this small crew is about to flip the tables, and turn this expedition on it's head. But how can he be certain - these are only fears rolling about in his head. He'll do what comes naturally and brood in the corner, apart from the group. Perhaps his methods - silence and observation - will gain him more insight than gregarious insincerity.

Marlit Garkasten

6/11/2014 12:05:59 pm

Moving swiftly to catch up with the leading Gurin Firebeard, Marlit rounded the corner just in time to see the hood draped face of the ranger she was sent to accompany. Had he seen her? Had he recognized her face? Well, it wouldn't matter soon. In a few moments they would all be greeting one another and exchanging equipment, she was certain. Still, it made her uneasy.

The entire escapade had better be worth it, she thought silently. Pursing her lips, and tilting her head to drop her hood lower around her face, she sighed heavily. Had her pursuit of arcana really come to this? Running petty errands for small University departments in a bid to win favor of the Archmage of her order. It certainly seemed below the station she'd begun in life. But ever since... Well, she would do anything for her sister. Marlit just hoped this step was one closer to resolution, rather than the familiar two steps back.

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