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by waysoftheearth » Wed Apr 21, 2010 11:29 pm
waysoftheearth wrote:
All being now prepared, you take a last breath of fresh air and descend into the grim underworld...
The stone stair is scarcely 2ft wide and drops steeply some dozen yards into the cold, dark dunjon.
Taines bravely takes the lead, with Anwyn close behind, followed by Victor, Ulric, Dieter, Mads, Caine, Olaf and Rodrick. The file is a dozen yards long, so as Taines reaches the foot of the narrow stair, Rodrick is only just beginning the descent.
Down below, the dunjon is air is chill, silent and claustrophic. Ahead is a 3ft wide passageway hewn roughly from the earth. It is uneven, slanted, and shored-up by dubious stonework. The Dwarf leads on cautiously to the four stout timber doors -- the party members' boot crunching ominously in the dark behind him. As Taines passes the cells -- three of the low doors barred and the fourth hanging ajar -- Rodrick is at the foot of the stair and entering the dunjon proper.
By the dim yellow glow of Taines' and Ulric's lantern fires, you proceed. The Men find the passageway particularly cramped, with their heads almost touching the low ceiling. There is scarcely room to swing your arms, let alone a sword...
As Taines advance a further dozen yards to the intersection, Rodrick reaches the cell doors.
At the intersection, there is a door directly ahead. It is taller, and better made than the previous cell doors, and has a rusted, iron handle. It is not barred, nor does it have a peep-trap. To the left and right the narrow passage continues on into the dark. When Taines turns his head -- and thus the soft yellow beam of lantern light -- he spies another door at the end of a short passage to the right, and an open doorarch leading into gloomy chamber to the left. Anwyn points out a few dried blood drops on the ground a few paces down the passage to the left.
The air is stuffy and still all about, but Anwayn thinks she can barely hear a faint... trickle of water? over the breathing and fidgeting of the party.
"Something smells foul," mutters Taines to himself...
[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]
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