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by waysoftheearth » Mon May 17, 2010 9:47 am
waysoftheearth wrote:
Rodrick and Crystin urge the party onward, taking the lead in resuming the search of the upper level. The "motley conga line" then files its way through the darkened passages, back to the fountain chamber, Crystin, Ulric, Taines and Victor having torches and lanterns by which to see the way.
As the forward guard approach the fountain chamber, the sound of the running water carries gently to them in the otherwise silent gloom...
When Rodrick and Crystin reach the lip of the fountain chamber, they immediately spy the awkward bulk of the serpent fountain ahead, as well as the deceased bodies of the two Hobgoblins who made it this far them previous night -- these having been recently searched and looted by Victor.
(1d6)
Before either templar crosses the threshold Crystin's sharp eyes detect a near invisible shape -- a fat, transparent tentacle of fluid -- that arches up over the fountain and quests toward the door arch, dripping in the darkness...
"Sssssoo, weee comessss agaaiin doessss weeee?" hisses a menacing voice, seemingly from out of thin air!
..............#..#
.............##..#######
. Closed --> ()......... --> Back toward cells,
.. door .....##..#######.... stair and surface
..............#.A#
..............#V.#
..............#.C#
..............#T.#
..............#.U#
..............#D.#
..............#O.#
..............#.M#
..............#K.#
.............#(.R)# <-- Open door arch
............##....##
...........##...x..##
........####...x....####
..............(.X)..... <-- Fountain room
........####........####
...........##......##
............##....##
.............#(..)# <-- Open door arch
..............#..#
Xx Tentacle
Neither side is surprised.
Rodrick, Crystin and Mads will be first into the room (if they so choose), the remainder of the party are backed up behind them in the passage.
Your intentions?
[f=32]
Golgildir the Elf Medium (MV 12", AC 9, HD 1, hp 1/1, AL N) great cloak,
lantern; spells: color spray; scrolls: sleep, sleep, charm person
Hirelings: Georges;
torch[/f]