Rhun's Greyhawk OMEGA Campaign (ToEE) - Continued

[Rhun]

This is the continuation of my OMEGA campaign...

[Rhun]

Unfortunately, your company was too thorough in slaying the ogres, and none are left breathing. It is probably for the best, since you're not sure how you would secure one of the giants anyway.

Zirat finds the wine to be drinkable, though certainly not of high quality. He fills his skin with wine, and then snacks on some of the dried fish. It is salty, but overall better than he expected it to be. Not as good as a nice grilled trout in butter to be sure, but it would certainly last a lot longer.

Deren checks the chest for traps, but finds not. Neither is the chest locked. Opening it, the halfling sees that it is full of human-sized weapons, though none look to be of any particular quality. 2 light maces, a heavy mace, 4 hand axes, a battleaxe, 3 morningstars, 2 shortswords and 2 longswords.

[Dire Lemming]

Shoon looks around at the corpses and sighs. Once again they would have to continue searching. With the others examining the room to the west, Shoon decides to take a look around the east.

[Voadam]

At the Prophet's remark about being out of healing Sir Merrick says "Remember the wand."

[Strahd_Von_Zarovich]

Nice collection of weapons
Say the champion as he tears a chunk of meat with his teeth.
He takes several weapons and checks their balance and their swing.
We should drag the Ogres from here, secure them in a room and bolt shut the door, we don't need others to know and bring new Ogres to reinforce this place.

[Rhun]

Zirat finds that the weapons are of ordinary quality; perfectly usable, but of no signifcant value.

[Rhun]

Post for Shoon will be up tonight.

[Rhun]

FOR SHOON

While his companions search the current area, Shoon wanders across the hall to the room where the armored ogre had come from. It appears to be a bedroom of sorts. The plastered walls are cracked and smoke-stained, and several couches and cushions have been pushed together in the northeast corner to form a huge bed. Several empty sacks litter the floor. A nearly full barrel of ale stands by the west door, and a large table and chair occupy the room's northwestern corner; a huge round of hard yellow cheese and several fat sausages lie atop the table, beside it an empty jug. There is a iron-bound chest under the table, and it appears to be locked.


- MAP -

[Dire Lemming]

Shoon looks around the room but decides against doing anything else until he's made the others aware of it. He calls across the hall. "There is another bedroom here. With a locked chest, and another door."

[Rhun]

BUMP

[InVinoVeritas]

Ciaran sniffs the air. "I smell sausage," he muses with interest.

[Dog Moon]

Deren frowns at the weapons in the chest. "Wait until little people rule the world," he muses to himself. "Then all the weapons will be too small for other people to wield. Ha!"

He steps aside as Zirat grabs some weapons, but then turns with interest as Shoon mentions a locked chest. "Locked chest, eh? Good, that should lead to some interesting stuff. I'm beginning to think my lockpicking still are starting to get rusty, such as they are."

OOC: Open Lock +10.

[Rhun]

The lock proves difficult, taking Deren a couple of minutes before he is finally able to release the latch. Within the chest are a dozen ermines pelts, certainly worth a few gold coins to a clothingmaker. Also, there is a small bag, containing one hundred and fifty six gold coins, and twenty seven platinum coins. There is a leather pouch containing a score of smooth, high quality agates (a collection of banded, eye and moss agates). And finally, there is a bag of dark, strong smelling beans, the likes of which most of you have never seen. Ciaran, though, with his wide knowledge of geography and nature, recognizes the beans as coffee, an import from the far southern lands, and on that is worth its weight in gold.



12 ermine pelts worth 4gp each
156gp
27pp
20 agates worth 15gp each
2 pounds coffee worth 25gp/pound

[Voadam]

"Throw the loot into a backpack. We can either hunker down and rest up or press on now for another sortie and hope we find someone we can interrogate. The Prophet is out of spells but we have the wand for immediate healing needs. Ciaran, how are you for magics?"

[InVinoVeritas]

Ciaran thinks a moment. "I have spent most of my single-target spells, but my blinding sparks and web are still available. I also have my magic detection... Which reminds me..."

He mutters a few words and looks over the loot, the weapons from the other room, and the ogres.

Spell List

Level 0: Ray of Frost (Domain), Mage Hand, Mage Hand, Detect Magic, Detect Magic
Level 1: Obscuring Mist (Domain), Magic Missile, Ray of Enfeeblement, Color Spray
Level 2: Gust of Wind (Domain), Glitterdust, Acid Arrow, Web

[Dichotomy]

Aeron nods at Sir Merrick. "While the wand is a boon, it is not very strong. While useful to heal wounds after fighting has died down, it will not be as effective in the midst of battle."

To suit his words, Aeron administers some healing to Sir Merrick via the wand.

OOC

I think I have utterly failed to keep track of the wand... Including how many charges have been used. My apologies.

[Rhun]

In short order, you have gathered and stowed your loot, and stand ready to continue on.


From what I can track down, the wand of lesser vigor has 47 charges left.

Where to next?

[InVinoVeritas]

OOC: Gah, didn't spell out that I cast Detect Magic and check the loot, weapons, and ogres... My fault.

[Rhun]

Actually, I knew you wanted to do that IVV, and I just spaced it! At any rate, nothing detects as magic.

[Rhun]

Bump.