Rhun's Greyhawk OMEGA Campaign (ToEE) - Continued

[Dire Lemming]

"Deren, what about this door?" Shoon approaches the door on the southern wall and examines it for a keyhole or anything else he might be able to peek through.

[Strahd_Von_Zarovich]

The champion guards the back while chewing on a piece of dried meat.

[Dog Moon]

Errr, sorry if you were waiting on me.

Deren will move over to the door and listen at the edge of it. Clutching a dagger in his right hand, he attempts to see if he can easily open it, attempting to be quiet if he hears any noise on the other side.

[Voadam]

"Thank you Prophet." the knight grunts as his wounds reknit into whole flesh. Sir Merrick will take a pair of hand axes to add to his javelins and then take up position to proceed into the southern room once Deren is done with the door.

[Rhun]

Originally Posted by Dog Moon

Errr, sorry if you were waiting on me.

Nope...I went out of town, and have just been catching up on things. Should have the next IC post up tonight.

[Rhun]

Not hearing any noise, Deren quietly opens the southern door. The smallish (considering the size of the temple) L-shaped chamber appears to be someone's quarters, but is currently empty. A large rock and brick fireplace occupies the western wall, and three battered old chairs are positioned near a like number of battered, lumpy pallets that must serve as beds. A small keg of beer lies on the floor, and several old, oft-patched cloaks hang from pegs on the wall.

[Dire Lemming]

Shoon sighs as he looks around another strangely placed unused room. He quickly moves to the new door and examines it.

[Strahd_Von_Zarovich]

It's not a temple, it is a bar.
The champion laughs to himself and drains the piece of meat with the beer in the keg.
It has been a while since I rest on pallets and beds, this could be a good resting point.

[Rhun]

Just a friendly reminder from your DM, but weren't you searching for the punks that had been shooting ballista bolts at you?

[Voadam]

Sir Merrick fingers the healed wound where the ballista-sized crossbow bolt punctured him. "This may be a good place to rest in here, but I want to hunt down a few more cultists. The armory did not hold ogre sized crossbows that I saw. That means the ones who shot me are still out there. Ones who saw the mass of us."

[Dire Lemming]

Shoon continues trying to examine the door to see if he can find a peep hole.

[Rhun]

Shoon does not find a peephole in the door, but he can hear what sounds like muted voices beyond the heavy wooden portal; he cannot make out what the voices are saying.

[Dire Lemming]

Shoon makes a shushing gesture as he hisses at his companions. "Quiet! There are voices beyond this door!" He presses his ear against the door in an attempt to hear better.

OOC: No keyhole even? Listen +6

[Rhun]

Shoon is disappointed to discover that although the door does have a keyhole, he is unable to peer through it into the room beyond. Listening carefully, he continues to hear only muted voices. They are low, and he can make out at least three seperate voices, but can't make out any of the words that are being said.

[Voadam]

Sir Merrick's muscles coil and his hands tighten upon his glaive, he readies to spring upon the foe as soon as the door is opened.

Ready a charge.

[Dire Lemming]

Shoon continues listening for a little bit longer and tries to determine whether the voices sound urgent or calm and whether any of them sound female and also if they sound more humanish or ogreish, or something else.

[Dog Moon]

Deren moves close to the door and readies a dagger in his hand. He waits intently for any mention or motion that the door is about to be opened. "Maybe we can leave one alive for questioning," he suggests. "No one attack the person farthest to the left. Unless, of course, they're bigger than the Gladiator," he adds on after a - very - brief consideration.

OOC: Readying an action to throw a dagger at any hostiles which become visible.

[Rhun]

The voices are definitely male, and while they sound gruff, they don't sound urgent. Shoon can't tell for sure, but they don't sound like they are speaking common.

[Dire Lemming]

Shoon glances at Derin quizzically and points at his fists, making a punching motion towards the door. Looking around the group he gets ready to open the door and then get out of Merrick's way once everyone is ready.

[Voadam]

Sir Merrick nods for Shoon to kick open the door. He rocks on his feet, intent, on edge, and ready to unleash furious violence upon the cultists.