(045) Crags and Foothills

Post by **waysoftheearth** » Mon Jan 21, 2013 8:06 pm

danhem wrote:
Ulric tenses and the bell sounds again; this was indeed very wrong.

"Prepare for the worst," he says to those around him.

Post by **waysoftheearth** » Mon Jan 21, 2013 10:15 pm

waysoftheearth wrote:
The Long Way Around
(Highbough and Olaf)

It is early spring yet, and most of the trees are still preparing to bloom. A few have early buds just beginning to flower. There are no fruit as yet this season.

Meanwhile, the pair on the rise wait nervously while the gate group are largely out of sight, concealed behind the bulk of the abbey...

Post by **waysoftheearth** » Mon Jan 21, 2013 10:18 pm

waysoftheearth wrote:
The Camp
(Envongr, Guntram, Armando, Rufus, Garven, and Wen. And Murphy the mule)

heartless wrote: Rufus not wishing to miss out on any fun. Moves to the edge of the crag with Wen and he keeps a close watch on the main group. Ready to back them up if they need help. If Rufus looses sight of them he will move closer so he stays in eye contact.

rleduc wrote:Guntrum stays within sight of Wen but out of sight of the abbey, having no particular gift of stealth. Should Wen signal for the reserves, he'll come at the double.

Very well then.

(FWIW -- Guntram can be just as sneaky as the next Man. He would need to roll a 5+ on a six-sided die to perform any challenging deed of subterfuge).

Post by **waysoftheearth** » Mon Jan 21, 2013 10:28 pm

waysoftheearth wrote:
The Front Gate
(Torban, Dieter, Desmond/Mondes, Dorgan, Ulric, Josiane and Gustave)

At length, Josiane reaches out and gives the bell a firm jangle.

Jing-aliing-addiiiinga-diiinga-diiinngggggg

It seems a jarring sound in the otherwise still atmosphere; one which could not be ignored by anyone within, surely?

Time passes. A lark cries overhead as it drifts by on a gust of warming air...

Just as Josiane is about to speak again, there come a muffled thud from within. And then comes the barely audible shuffle of foot steps approaching the other side of the door.

"Who's there?" asks a woman's voice tersely, from behind the door.

Post by **waysoftheearth** » Mon Jan 21, 2013 11:09 pm

doctorx wrote:
"A weary knight in the service of Almighty Thuul and in need of your aid, good Sister," Josiane replies, noting the difference in greeting to that received at her visit to the cloister and the still firmly-closed shutter; "I do most humbly ask admittance."

The others in the party may well note that her hand is tight around the hilt of her sword and she is eyeing the closed door with the utmost suspicion, even as her voice strives to give no hint of it...

Post by **waysoftheearth** » Mon Jan 21, 2013 11:47 pm

doctorx wrote:
O.O.C: Did that thud sound like the door bar being removed by any chance?

Post by **waysoftheearth** » Tue Jan 22, 2013 2:16 am

sulldawga wrote:
OOC: Quick note - Dorgan is wielding Mads Cold Iron Axe one-handed, and has his shield on his other arm.

Post by **waysoftheearth** » Tue Jan 22, 2013 4:14 am

waysoftheearth wrote:
The Front Gate
(Torban, Dieter, Desmond/Mondes, Dorgan, Ulric, Josiane and Gustave)

A bolt is shot free behind the door, and the peep trap snaps open.

It is dim within, and difficult for those in the bright morning sun to see much more than a furtive, robed face within.

"You appear to be more than just a weary knight," says the voice skeptically. "Who are these others? And what aid are you in need of?"

doctorx wrote:O.O.C: Did that thud sound like the door bar being removed by any chance?

More likely some inner door opening or closing.

sulldawga wrote:OOC: Quick note - Dorgan is wielding Mads Cold Iron Axe one-handed, and has his shield on his other arm.

So noted.

Post by **waysoftheearth** » Tue Jan 22, 2013 3:12 pm

doctorx wrote:
These are my comrades-in-arms," says Josiane with all honesty; "To travel the Hinterlands without them would be folly."

"As to aid..." Her eyes fall on Desmond/Mondes and inspiration strikes!

"One of my companions is beset by an - unusual enchantment," she says; "I would seek the help of the Holy Sisters in determining its nature. I ask your leave to enter that I might discuss this further with the Mother Superior."

She silently begs the White Lady's pardon for this subterfuge and awaits the shadowy gatekeper's response.

Post by **waysoftheearth** » Tue Jan 22, 2013 3:38 pm

ehiker133 wrote:
Mondes hocks loudly and spits on the ground.

Desmond rolls his eyes.