(004) The Dunjon Door
Posted: Mon Apr 19, 2010 11:14 pm
waysoftheearth wrote:
Ulric heads cautiously out into the evening drizzle to collect what dry kindling and wood he can find. With the intermittent rain, most of that which he comes across in the courtyard and its immediate surrounds is wet, but he eventually returns with a small bundle of twigs and sticks that are merely damp and will likely keep a small fire burning for half the night.
When he returns he find that the others have barricaded the top of the stair with the charred long-table turned on its side. Taines has chopped up the remains of the burned chairs to supplement the firewood, and it looks like there will be fuel good for the whole night.
The windows are shuttered, and as evening deepens toward night, a small fire and several torches are lit. The torches are placed in brackets on the wall which appear to have been designed for exactly this purpose and soon everyone settles in to consume their very modest evening fare.
All are impressed by the glamour of the modest treasures won from the spider, and so despite the wounds suffered by Olaf and Dieter, you are in agreement that your luck has held thus far.
As the first pair of torches begin to burn low, Taines and Rodrick prepare to take the first watch. The others abandon their armour, pull out their bedrolls and blankets and settle in to get what rest they can...
Ulric heads cautiously out into the evening drizzle to collect what dry kindling and wood he can find. With the intermittent rain, most of that which he comes across in the courtyard and its immediate surrounds is wet, but he eventually returns with a small bundle of twigs and sticks that are merely damp and will likely keep a small fire burning for half the night.
When he returns he find that the others have barricaded the top of the stair with the charred long-table turned on its side. Taines has chopped up the remains of the burned chairs to supplement the firewood, and it looks like there will be fuel good for the whole night.
The windows are shuttered, and as evening deepens toward night, a small fire and several torches are lit. The torches are placed in brackets on the wall which appear to have been designed for exactly this purpose and soon everyone settles in to consume their very modest evening fare.
All are impressed by the glamour of the modest treasures won from the spider, and so despite the wounds suffered by Olaf and Dieter, you are in agreement that your luck has held thus far.
As the first pair of torches begin to burn low, Taines and Rodrick prepare to take the first watch. The others abandon their armour, pull out their bedrolls and blankets and settle in to get what rest they can...