Immersive Ink

sulldawga wrote:
Dorgan grumbles at the relative inactivity of the party.

"We need ta get movin'. We're sittin' targets right here..."

waysoftheearth wrote:

waysoftheearth wrote:

flightcommander wrote: (OOC: I second the request for a quick sketch of the environs.)

I shall endeavour to provision you with one shortly...

Here it is (in it's second incarnation -- not sure what happened to the one I posted previously?)...


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.....Orchard......................................
..(100yds).__.....................______/..//.....
..........|\...............Prioress.<--...//......
............\....................----....//.......
...................................../..//........
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.................................../..//..........
................................../..//...........
................................./..//..Outer.....
.........................-------...//..Wall.......
......................../.........//..............
......................./.........//...............
....................../..Lobby..//................
...........-----------.........//.................
..............................//..........\.......
...........=============|HH|==/............\|.....
..N.....................Front..............--......
.W+E....................Gate............Campsite...
..S.....................................(120 yds)..

waysoftheearth wrote:
The Abbey

Everybody present is squeezed into the lobby.

Armando, begins to head down the unexplored passage to the left (of the front gate), which looks clean and spare, but only dimly lit from the lobby.

Wen sends his host of enchanted candle lights flitting down the passageway ahead, toward the corridore which the Prioress (and subsequently Sister Meena) headed.

What now?

mgtremaine wrote:
Wen remain aware of the distance between himself and his candles so as not to lose them, yet still keep them well in advance of the group. He would start down the corridor, hopefully in the company of the Desmond/Mondes & Torben.

Wen would encourage the small group to go as far as the corner, splitting the candles into two sets of two, one for each direction.

ehiker133 wrote:
Desmond looks to Torben and says, "I'll go first. If it comes to blows, you can always attack over me, as well."

He starts following Wen's lights. Once he gets to the intersection, he'll peer around the corner to see what awaits them.

tonneau wrote:
"Lead on my many-eyed champion, I have your back", whispers Gustave, drawing his sword and following Desmond/Mondes, "Let us see what form of distress it is that ails our comely hosts".

sulldawga wrote:
Dorgan will also follow Wen, et al, down the corridor where we last saw the Prioress.

doctorx wrote:
Josiane advances with Dorgan, hopefully with Dieter close by. She stands ready to cast The Righteous Evangelist on his blade should the situation demand it.

"Let some remain in the lobby to guard the exit," she whispers; "And to provide aid to Armando should he need it."

verhaden wrote:
Torben

ehiker133 wrote:Desmond looks to Torben and says, "I'll go first. If it comes to blows, you can always attack over me, as well."

He starts following Wen's lights. Once he gets to the intersection, he'll peer around the corner to see what awaits them.

Torben smirks. "Very kind of you," he says dryly. He stops as Desmond peers around the corner, perking up his ears.

((If the hallway is wide enough for two to walk abreast, Torben will do so, shield at the ready -- otherwise, second rank behind Desmond is fine.))

mushgnome wrote:
Does Highbough see or hear anything suspicious from his rooftop perch? Is it obvious which building his comrades who entered through the gate must be in?