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(036) The Remains of the Day
Posted: Wed Mar 07, 2012 12:41 am
by waysoftheearth
waysoftheearth wrote:
coffee wrote:
(Dieter has the glimmerings of a plan, but could use a current map to flesh it out more...)
I'll draw a mud-map for you tonight after work.
(036) The Remains of the Day
Posted: Wed Mar 07, 2012 2:48 am
by waysoftheearth
coffee wrote:
Thanks!
(036) The Remains of the Day
Posted: Wed Mar 07, 2012 2:59 am
by waysoftheearth
rleduc wrote:
Guntrum hands his torch back to Josiane, with a "Many thanks, m'Lady! Now, if we could just lob another about 20 feet forward..." He restores his shield and makes ready.
(036) The Remains of the Day
Posted: Wed Mar 07, 2012 3:06 am
by waysoftheearth
sulldawga wrote:
Dorgan shares Gustave's enthusiasm for the fight, having dealt a comparable blow to his own adversary, and takes one step to follow the fighter down the stairs...
Then he hears Josiane's voice falter.
Turning back immediately (and saving himself an unexpected shave from Gustave in the process), the dwarf rushes to Josiane's side.
"What is it, Miss? Why'd ya stop singing?"
(036) The Remains of the Day
Posted: Wed Mar 07, 2012 11:03 am
by waysoftheearth
heartless wrote:
waysoftheearth wrote:The Third Vault
Pelenwin (presently on but 1 hit point) and Wibert both fall to their knees before separate coffers of coin and start emptying the content into their treasure gatherer's sacks excitedly.
Wibert is still imagining all the exquisite sweets and pastries he will be able to afford when there comes a sudden, loud grinding of stone. Both of them look up just in time to see a great stone door drop into place, sealing them in with a resounding thud. They are trapped!
"Whooooo ailsssss mhhyyyy peeeacessss?" comes a terrible whisper like cold ashes crumbling into a forlorn autumn breeze.
The pair of them are afraid.
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Oh No Noooooo!" whispers Wilbert quietly bitting his lips. He drop the coins graps his dagger and torch. He stands the torch in a gap/crack and backs up to a wall keeping to the shadows, drawing his short sword in the other hand. Looking for the source of the voice.
(036) The Remains of the Day
Posted: Wed Mar 07, 2012 1:08 pm
by waysoftheearth
waysoftheearth wrote:
waysoftheearth wrote:
I'll draw a mud-map for you tonight after work.
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(036) The Remains of the Day
Posted: Wed Mar 07, 2012 1:58 pm
by waysoftheearth
doctorx wrote:
sulldawga wrote:Dorgan shares Gustave's enthusiasm for the fight, having dealt a comparable blow to his own adversary, and takes one step to follow the fighter down the stairs...
Then he hears Josiane's voice falter.
Turning back immediately (and saving himself an unexpected shave from Gustave in the process), the dwarf rushes to Josiane's side.
"What is it, Miss? Why'd ya stop singing?"
"Out of... breath!" gasps
Josiane, wiping the stinging sweat from her eyes. "The blessing.... can only be maintained so long without respite. A moment... and I shall attempt to re-kindle it."
She points back down the darkening corridor; "Enemy behind."
She will attempt to take her (I think next to last) torch from her backpack, fire it with the one she carries and hurl it as near to the distance
Guntrum requests as she can. Beyond that she tries to keep her sword-hand clear, ready to reach for oil, holy water, holy symbol or cold steel as circumstances dictate, her grey eyes darting anxiously from looming shadow to looming shadow.
(036) The Remains of the Day
Posted: Wed Mar 07, 2012 4:28 pm
by waysoftheearth
sulldawga wrote:
"Take a rest, Miss. You've earned it. Guntrum and I will watch your back. "
Dorgan will move to get between Josiane and the newly darkened corridor, figuring that Gustave has matters well in hand on the other side.
(036) The Remains of the Day
Posted: Wed Mar 07, 2012 6:43 pm
by waysoftheearth
rleduc wrote:
Guntrum makes space for Dorgan. "Are the others coming?" he asks. "It makes sense to hold this narrow passage if we can. But if we are to retreat, then we should go sooner, says I, rather than later."
(036) The Remains of the Day
Posted: Wed Mar 07, 2012 7:50 pm
by waysoftheearth
coffee wrote:
(OOC map questions
So, the stairs go down from one half of the party, fill up with undead, and then come back up to the other half? Is that it?
Also, what's this, in the upper right hand corner:
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?
Thanks!)