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<blockquote data-quote="Hairy Minotaur" data-source="post: 2468290" data-attributes="member: 11574"><p><strong>Feeling a little down in the dumps</strong></p><p></p><p>Finrod convinces the giants that the party needs to investigate where the trolls were taking the captive. If it was an elf then he would be duty bound to attempt to bring as many back home as possible, and he would need all the help the giants could provide. Flattery got Finrod everywhere, and the giants agreed to help, Paquito came along as it was better than being alone and bored with a block of salt.</p><p></p><p>The party retraces their steps back to the edge of the woods where they attacked the troll outpost. They see no sign of bodies and assume they've lost the element of surprise. Paquito sends Chip towards the massive tree to scope out what is inside. An hour later the Chip reports back that:</p><p></p><p>a) The tree is real and alive, and not carved of stone.</p><p></p><p>b) There are three subterranean levels</p><p></p><p>c) There is an unguarded back entrance through a cistern into the first sub-level.</p><p></p><p>d) There were hundreds of voices, none however spoke the language of the earth and Chip could not reproduce any of the voices.</p><p></p><p>The party decides to tackle the back entrance, so they make a wide circle around the wood's edge and then enter a small drainage ditch that leads to the cistern.</p><p></p><p>"Ugh! Who up there needs to change their shorts? A stench like that is most assuredly caused by the gigantic evacuating bowel of a Largus Idoitous. No? Paquito comments</p><p></p><p>"Pokey pet rock not say anything about smell." Moans Gronar</p><p></p><p>"Chip does not possess olfactory senses, it would be impossible for him to detect even the slightest bit of dragon dung, let alone a rivulet of urine. No?" </p><p></p><p>"Well, I think we now know why the rear entrance is left unguarded." Finrod speaks up</p><p></p><p>"Speak for thyself, I for one always have my rear guarded. You get locked in a room with a rutting minotaur bull, you won't want to hear those words. No?"</p><p></p><p>"It's like you've taking training in breeder, and taxidermy. I can only imagine what life at sea was like with you. Adrift, no place to dock. Dozens of scurvy lice infested sailors, who only care where their next meal comes from. All of them having to put up with your crude jokes and innuendoes, it's a wonder any actual sailing got done at all."</p><p></p><p>"Well, when you're out of port for that long, it's always good to come prepared with a lot of seamen. No?"</p><p></p><p>Gronar hushed the rest of the party as they reached the rusted gate partially covering the cistern. Peering around looking for any sign of guards, the party moves out to observe as much ground as possible, while Gronar went about tearing the broken gate out from the damp stone around it.</p><p></p><p>A couple of grunts, and Gronar had freed the metal grate, tossing it aside, Gronar heads into the dark passage as his eyes quickly change to soak up the faintest bit of light in the passage. The rest of the party follows behind Gronar, who goes in approximately sixty feet before he sees faint light streaming in through a hole in the ceiling up ahead.</p><p></p><p>Finrod sneaks past Gronar and peaks his head out and up at the light coming in, it appears to Finrod to be a drain and he whispers back to the party his discovery. Gronar moves out under the shaft and stands up, the drain is covered in a slick moss and Gronar can hear shouting coming from somewhere in the room above. </p><p></p><p>A loud whip crack, sent a shiver down Finrod's spine as he imagined scores of elves being lashed by the trolls. </p><p></p><p>"I need to get up there." Finrod commanded</p><p></p><p>"Whoa, whoa, whoa Elfy need to keep loincloth on, what if hot trolls are up there?" Gronar asked</p><p></p><p>"I've never known a hot troll before, If you cut off their nose are they still considered hot? Or can they regenerate their hotness. That would be mighty impressive. No?"</p><p></p><p>Gronar gives the drain grate a preemptive shove to test it's sturdiness, satisfied that the whole drain will come off instead of breaking apart, Gronar forces the drain off of it's entombed spot on the floor. </p><p></p><p>Finrod clambers up the shaft and props himself up on Gronar's chest. "Ready?" He says while giving Gronar a nod</p><p></p><p>"Yes," Gronar answers, and grabs Finrod across the torso, pinning his arms to his sides, and then Gronar sticks Finrod up through the drain and into the room above. "Gronar remember Korg's plan from before."</p><p></p><p>Finrod observes a huge room one hundred feet long and half that wide, Finrod sees a rubble pile at the far end of the room, and an exit twenty feet up on the right wall. Finrod sees the two gangly trolls first, they lazily wander through about two dozen seated smaller creatures, some appear to be goblins and the others orcs. The smaller creatures labor in front of several buckets. They seem to be dipping something small into the buckets and then tossing whatever it is into another bucket nearby.</p><p></p><p>"Let me into the room." Finrod tells Gronar</p><p></p><p>Gronar obliges by tossing the elf up through the drain and then forward about twenty feet, landing a sword's breath away from a troll. Gronar pulls his spear from his pouch and manages to get the thing up and through the drain hole. Gronar uses the extended reach afforded him by his long arms and long spear, to skewer the nearest troll through the back. The troll dropped to the floor as Gronar tried to shake the troll loose of his spear. Finrod took this opportunity to slice into the troll's throat, as it's capacity for spoken communication has been brought to nil.</p><p></p><p>Gasps run through the smaller creatures as the other troll calls out, but upon hearing no response wades through the sitting creatures towards Finrod. Gronar follows up his strike by forcing himself to squeeze through the drain. Gronar skewers the charging troll, as Korg appears and jabs his spear into the face of the charging troll.</p><p></p><p>The party cuts down the second troll, they then behead them both and set them on fire. </p><p></p><p>The smaller creatures clap and shout when the last troll falls, The jingling of metal alerts the party that these are slaves as they are all chained together around the buckets. A closer look reveal the half of the slaves are goblins and the other half are orc. Gronar steps up and takes aim on a length of manacles, he is waived off by Finrod.</p><p></p><p>"We don't need to make that much noise, not when we're trying to be discreet."</p><p></p><p>Gronar nods his head off to one side, signaling to the slaves that they had best get moving if they valued their remaining life.</p><p></p><p>Paquito peaks around the corner to the left and covers his mouth in disgust, before whispering for Korg to come up to his location. </p><p></p><p>Gronar and Finrod kick over a bucket and watch as hundreds of brightly colored teeth cascade out of the bucket. Apparently the slaves were cleaning and dying these teeth and then they would dip them in colors and then separated by color.</p><p></p><p>"That's odd." Finrod says aloud</p><p></p><p>"Why? Where Elfy think ceremonial necklaces comes from? Necklace tree?" Gronar begins laughing at his thought, when Korg calls out for the other two party members to join them at the exit to this room.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Hairy Minotaur, post: 2468290, member: 11574"] [b]Feeling a little down in the dumps[/b] Finrod convinces the giants that the party needs to investigate where the trolls were taking the captive. If it was an elf then he would be duty bound to attempt to bring as many back home as possible, and he would need all the help the giants could provide. Flattery got Finrod everywhere, and the giants agreed to help, Paquito came along as it was better than being alone and bored with a block of salt. The party retraces their steps back to the edge of the woods where they attacked the troll outpost. They see no sign of bodies and assume they've lost the element of surprise. Paquito sends Chip towards the massive tree to scope out what is inside. An hour later the Chip reports back that: a) The tree is real and alive, and not carved of stone. b) There are three subterranean levels c) There is an unguarded back entrance through a cistern into the first sub-level. d) There were hundreds of voices, none however spoke the language of the earth and Chip could not reproduce any of the voices. The party decides to tackle the back entrance, so they make a wide circle around the wood's edge and then enter a small drainage ditch that leads to the cistern. "Ugh! Who up there needs to change their shorts? A stench like that is most assuredly caused by the gigantic evacuating bowel of a Largus Idoitous. No? Paquito comments "Pokey pet rock not say anything about smell." Moans Gronar "Chip does not possess olfactory senses, it would be impossible for him to detect even the slightest bit of dragon dung, let alone a rivulet of urine. No?" "Well, I think we now know why the rear entrance is left unguarded." Finrod speaks up "Speak for thyself, I for one always have my rear guarded. You get locked in a room with a rutting minotaur bull, you won't want to hear those words. No?" "It's like you've taking training in breeder, and taxidermy. I can only imagine what life at sea was like with you. Adrift, no place to dock. Dozens of scurvy lice infested sailors, who only care where their next meal comes from. All of them having to put up with your crude jokes and innuendoes, it's a wonder any actual sailing got done at all." "Well, when you're out of port for that long, it's always good to come prepared with a lot of seamen. No?" Gronar hushed the rest of the party as they reached the rusted gate partially covering the cistern. Peering around looking for any sign of guards, the party moves out to observe as much ground as possible, while Gronar went about tearing the broken gate out from the damp stone around it. A couple of grunts, and Gronar had freed the metal grate, tossing it aside, Gronar heads into the dark passage as his eyes quickly change to soak up the faintest bit of light in the passage. The rest of the party follows behind Gronar, who goes in approximately sixty feet before he sees faint light streaming in through a hole in the ceiling up ahead. Finrod sneaks past Gronar and peaks his head out and up at the light coming in, it appears to Finrod to be a drain and he whispers back to the party his discovery. Gronar moves out under the shaft and stands up, the drain is covered in a slick moss and Gronar can hear shouting coming from somewhere in the room above. A loud whip crack, sent a shiver down Finrod's spine as he imagined scores of elves being lashed by the trolls. "I need to get up there." Finrod commanded "Whoa, whoa, whoa Elfy need to keep loincloth on, what if hot trolls are up there?" Gronar asked "I've never known a hot troll before, If you cut off their nose are they still considered hot? Or can they regenerate their hotness. That would be mighty impressive. No?" Gronar gives the drain grate a preemptive shove to test it's sturdiness, satisfied that the whole drain will come off instead of breaking apart, Gronar forces the drain off of it's entombed spot on the floor. Finrod clambers up the shaft and props himself up on Gronar's chest. "Ready?" He says while giving Gronar a nod "Yes," Gronar answers, and grabs Finrod across the torso, pinning his arms to his sides, and then Gronar sticks Finrod up through the drain and into the room above. "Gronar remember Korg's plan from before." Finrod observes a huge room one hundred feet long and half that wide, Finrod sees a rubble pile at the far end of the room, and an exit twenty feet up on the right wall. Finrod sees the two gangly trolls first, they lazily wander through about two dozen seated smaller creatures, some appear to be goblins and the others orcs. The smaller creatures labor in front of several buckets. They seem to be dipping something small into the buckets and then tossing whatever it is into another bucket nearby. "Let me into the room." Finrod tells Gronar Gronar obliges by tossing the elf up through the drain and then forward about twenty feet, landing a sword's breath away from a troll. Gronar pulls his spear from his pouch and manages to get the thing up and through the drain hole. Gronar uses the extended reach afforded him by his long arms and long spear, to skewer the nearest troll through the back. The troll dropped to the floor as Gronar tried to shake the troll loose of his spear. Finrod took this opportunity to slice into the troll's throat, as it's capacity for spoken communication has been brought to nil. Gasps run through the smaller creatures as the other troll calls out, but upon hearing no response wades through the sitting creatures towards Finrod. Gronar follows up his strike by forcing himself to squeeze through the drain. Gronar skewers the charging troll, as Korg appears and jabs his spear into the face of the charging troll. The party cuts down the second troll, they then behead them both and set them on fire. The smaller creatures clap and shout when the last troll falls, The jingling of metal alerts the party that these are slaves as they are all chained together around the buckets. A closer look reveal the half of the slaves are goblins and the other half are orc. Gronar steps up and takes aim on a length of manacles, he is waived off by Finrod. "We don't need to make that much noise, not when we're trying to be discreet." Gronar nods his head off to one side, signaling to the slaves that they had best get moving if they valued their remaining life. Paquito peaks around the corner to the left and covers his mouth in disgust, before whispering for Korg to come up to his location. Gronar and Finrod kick over a bucket and watch as hundreds of brightly colored teeth cascade out of the bucket. Apparently the slaves were cleaning and dying these teeth and then they would dip them in colors and then separated by color. "That's odd." Finrod says aloud "Why? Where Elfy think ceremonial necklaces comes from? Necklace tree?" Gronar begins laughing at his thought, when Korg calls out for the other two party members to join them at the exit to this room. [/QUOTE]
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