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<blockquote data-quote="Hairy Minotaur" data-source="post: 2545412" data-attributes="member: 11574"><p><strong>Way to pretty elf.</strong></p><p></p><p>The party retreated back to the door with the warning on it, and Gronar ripped the metal door from it's hinges. The room beyond yielded only a dark shaft containing a wooden ladder leading down. Gronar leads the way, followed by Finrod, Paquito, and finally Korg. </p><p></p><p>The ladder emerges at the end of a dark corridor, the ladder is attached to the wall as the corridor stretches out to the east from here. The party moves quickly up the hallway and after sixty feet a light can be seen from up ahead, slowing their pace the party stops just out of the direct light entering the corridor. </p><p></p><p>The room ahead is occupied by three passed out trolls, snoring loudly as their heads rest upon a large wooden table in the center of the room. The light in the room comes from something on the nearside wall and cannot be seen from the party's current vantage point. The light also illuminates several wine barrels stacked against the north wall, some of which have been overturned.</p><p></p><p>Gronar decides to strike while the cuttin's easy, and charges into the room. His primal scream awakens the nearest troll who raises his head in alarm, only to watch Gronar's blade slice three inches off his forehead and drive the rest of his head through the thick wooden table. </p><p></p><p>Finrod bounds into the room, running out from under Korg's legs. He charges the last remaining troll on the north side of the table, slicing into the beast's back. The troll screams in pain as he flails his arms in vain to keep Finrod at bay. The troll's sudden movement jars the final troll awake and he stands up to defend himself. Gronar sees this movement out of the corner of his eyes, and he lashes out with his spear on instinct. The thrust shoves the troll away from the table and it lands on it's back startled. </p><p></p><p>Paquito shoves Korg out of the way as he saunters into the room.</p><p></p><p>"Hey, why Pokey push Korg?" </p><p></p><p>"You make a fine door. No? Perhaps next time I am faced with such an obstacle I shall endeavor to pick the lock instead of seeing if it is first locked. No?" </p><p></p><p>Paquito spies a coal oven, which is giving off the light for the room, to the right of the entrance. Moving there, Paquito retrieves a burning piece of wood an a red hot lump of coal.</p><p></p><p>Gronar slams his blade through the shoulder of the troll Finrod attacked, sending it's arm flying across the room. It's body slumps into the wooden bench it had been sleeping on, Gronar pivots the blade as it reaches it high point, and drives the sear back down at the prone troll on the other side of the table. Gronar's first strike hits the floor next to the troll's head, his second jab merely grazes it's left calf. </p><p></p><p>The troll pushes itself to it's feet and starts to run down a southern exit from the room, Gronar rotates his hands and attempts to trip the troll. It almost succeeds as the troll hops for one step but regains it's balance before running into the darkness. Enraged at his failure, Gronar overturns the table and shoves it against the south exit.</p><p></p><p>Paquito advances towards the two slightly dismembered trolls.</p><p></p><p>"What do you intend to do with that?" Finrod asks</p><p></p><p>"Well, I have heard that frigidity in elves can be cured. No?"</p><p></p><p>"Stay back <em>Pokey</em> , go rut someplace else."</p><p></p><p>"Relax, I'm going to burn a hole through these two troll's heads. Don't want them sneaking back up on us. Keep your shorts on, you sound frustrated. We'll talk later. No?" Paquito replies as he gives Finrod a thumbs up.</p><p></p><p>Unnerved, Finrod turns towards the eastern wall and relays that there are two other exits from this room, one to the northeast and one to the southeast.</p><p></p><p>After assuring themselves that the trolls weren't going to regenerate, the giants barricade the southern exit with everything else in the room, including the coal burning oven. The party then decides to head northeast. </p><p></p><p>The corridor is straight for the first ten feet then curves northward, but only five feet wide, all but Finrod have to turn sideways and suck it in to pass through. Once emerging though, there is no mistake as to where the party find themselves now, as a ninety foot hallway extends east and is embraced by six cell doors on the north and south sides of the corridor.</p><p></p><p>"Great, what would a troll need to lock up?" Finrod mutters</p><p></p><p>"Oohh, perhaps they have locked up a nymph for quite some time. I bet she'd do anything to escape. Eh? We should save her first. No?"</p><p></p><p>Gronar moves to the first cell door, darkness pervades beyond the barred window near the top of the door. </p><p></p><p>"What do you see?" Finrod asks, expecting the giant to peer into the barred window. Instead Gronar seems riveted to the door's frame.</p><p></p><p>"Gronar see door with no handle."</p><p></p><p>"That's because you need keys to open it. Maybe one of the trolls we killed back there has them?"</p><p></p><p>"Really? Gronar think not need keys."</p><p></p><p>"What's inside the room? It is a nymph. No?"</p><p></p><p>"Gronar check." And instead of looking through the window, Gronar grabs the door frame and rips it out of the wooden walls it was attached to.</p><p></p><p>Gronar tosses the door down the corridor to the east, and waves off a cloud of dust that obscures sight and scent. </p><p></p><p>"Hey, Pokey want to know if ninfft in here!" Gronar shouts</p><p></p><p>"No, it's pronounced nymph. No?"</p><p></p><p>"Have you come to free me or kill me?" A melodious voice almost sings from the back of the cell.</p><p></p><p>"Uh.......... which one we doing Pokey?" Gronar asks</p><p></p><p>"That voice sounded elven! This is a glorious event." Finrod beams and dashes into the room</p><p></p><p>"Oh, nevermind Pokey, I guess we kill it." Gronar announces</p><p></p><p>"Wait! I have her." Finrod exclaims </p><p></p><p>"Her? Well, this little adventure just picked up. No?" </p><p></p><p>Finrod bursts through the fading cloud and lays the bruised form of an elf onto the dirt floor. </p><p></p><p>"Korg, a little help please." Finrod asks</p><p></p><p>"Elfy look like got body on floor by self ok." Korg answers shrugging his shoulders</p><p></p><p>"No, some healing assistance."</p><p></p><p>"Oh right, Korg help with that."</p><p></p><p>Finrod and Korg bandage, heal, and clean off the body. They then help the individual to their feet, while Paquito keeps jumping around looking for a better view.</p><p></p><p>"I thank you, there was no telling what kind of sick plans the trolls had in store for me. My name is Luciann, Protector of the Fifth." The elf bows to his freedom givers.</p><p></p><p>"Where are the other elves?" Finrod almost interrupts Luciann</p><p></p><p>"I know of no other elves, my entourage and I were attacked on our way to Fort Llmarielle. Do you know of this fort?"</p><p></p><p>"It may have burned down, we seek the elven prisoners taken by these trolls." Finrod responds</p><p></p><p>"You travel with odd friends." Luciann remarks</p><p></p><p>"Elfy know who is in charge." Gronar announces, pointing to himself</p><p></p><p>*meow* a small black cat runs from the room and leaps into the waiting arms of Luciann</p><p></p><p>"Whoa, two for the price of one. No?" </p><p></p><p>"What do you mean minotaur?"</p><p></p><p>"Nothing milady, just making the comment that two extra bodies in a fight are always preferred to one. No?"</p><p></p><p>"What makes you assume I am a lady? My surname surely prenounced my status as a male."</p><p></p><p>"Then why are you wearing lipstick?" Paquito asks</p><p></p><p>"This is not lipstick! It a coloring of status among my order it is a badge of privilege and I wear it proudly."</p><p></p><p>"Elfy, you got a purty mouth." Korg remarks</p><p></p><p>An awkward silence pervades, after a few moments, Finrod breaks it by introducing the party to Luciann. Luciann asks permission to help stand with the party in hopes of freeing the captive elves. Gronar reluctantly agrees after eyeballing the elves' weight and assuring himself that he could toss the fey a good sixty feat if he needed to.</p><p></p><p>The next two cells are empty, as the group approaches the fourth cell on the north wall, a slight jingling of metal is heard echoing through the cell block.</p><p></p><p>"Where noise come from?" Gronar asks </p><p></p><p>"I believe it is Luciann's chainmail bikini. No?"</p><p></p><p>"NO! It is not me! And for the twelfth time, I am not a woman!"</p><p></p><p>"Well, take it from me, they are more trouble than they're worth. Those things caused bad chaffing in Paquito's spaghetti and meatballs. No?"</p><p></p><p>Luciann turns around and slaps Paquito, "I will not be spoken to in this manner, my honor has been questioned and I shall avenge it."</p><p></p><p>"Keep your shirt on.... for now at least. Don't be getting all worked up, besides I know a few parlor tricks myself and you wouldn't want me to send you to the nearest kitchen and force you to make me a sandwich. No?"</p><p></p><p>"Your grasp of the common language is not unlike that of the roper's grasp on a spectre." Luciann answers</p><p></p><p>"Highly sticky?" Paquito replies</p><p></p><p>"No, useless." Luciann answers</p><p></p><p>The pair stop antagonizing each other when they both realize the party has moved near the end of the cell block. The both hurry to catch up.</p><p></p><p>"While Pokey and Elfy make out in prison, Gronar find breathing dwarf and gave to Korg." Gronar announces</p><p></p><p>"Hey, he/she/it started it. I had to defend myself. No?"</p><p></p><p>"Enough, I wish to pursue this avenue of depravity no longer." Luciann tells Paquito.</p><p></p><p>Once touched up by Korg, the dwarf relates to the party his harrowing escape from an attack of frost giants, only to walk right in the path of a trollish scouting party. Low on spells he stood his ground and was summarily beaten for his courage. He tells the party his name is Omar Forgewarden a burgeoning cleric within his temple. </p><p></p><p>Omar asks that the party allow him to travel with them as he wishes nothing more than to have the blood of a dozen trolls on his hammer by sunset. Gronar, impressed with the dwarf's bravado, heartily agrees and asks the dwarf to teach Finrod a few fightin' moves.</p><p></p><p>Reaching the end of the hallway, the party turns to head back west and check the southern side of the cell block, as the two elves pass the dead end, they both sense something amiss with the wall.</p><p></p><p>In unison they announce "Secret door."</p><p></p><p></p><p>I have also updated post # 8 with the 2 newest additions, there are 2 more that will be added in the next post. <img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite8" alt=":D" title="Big grin :D" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":D" /></p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Hairy Minotaur, post: 2545412, member: 11574"] [b]Way to pretty elf.[/b] The party retreated back to the door with the warning on it, and Gronar ripped the metal door from it's hinges. The room beyond yielded only a dark shaft containing a wooden ladder leading down. Gronar leads the way, followed by Finrod, Paquito, and finally Korg. The ladder emerges at the end of a dark corridor, the ladder is attached to the wall as the corridor stretches out to the east from here. The party moves quickly up the hallway and after sixty feet a light can be seen from up ahead, slowing their pace the party stops just out of the direct light entering the corridor. The room ahead is occupied by three passed out trolls, snoring loudly as their heads rest upon a large wooden table in the center of the room. The light in the room comes from something on the nearside wall and cannot be seen from the party's current vantage point. The light also illuminates several wine barrels stacked against the north wall, some of which have been overturned. Gronar decides to strike while the cuttin's easy, and charges into the room. His primal scream awakens the nearest troll who raises his head in alarm, only to watch Gronar's blade slice three inches off his forehead and drive the rest of his head through the thick wooden table. Finrod bounds into the room, running out from under Korg's legs. He charges the last remaining troll on the north side of the table, slicing into the beast's back. The troll screams in pain as he flails his arms in vain to keep Finrod at bay. The troll's sudden movement jars the final troll awake and he stands up to defend himself. Gronar sees this movement out of the corner of his eyes, and he lashes out with his spear on instinct. The thrust shoves the troll away from the table and it lands on it's back startled. Paquito shoves Korg out of the way as he saunters into the room. "Hey, why Pokey push Korg?" "You make a fine door. No? Perhaps next time I am faced with such an obstacle I shall endeavor to pick the lock instead of seeing if it is first locked. No?" Paquito spies a coal oven, which is giving off the light for the room, to the right of the entrance. Moving there, Paquito retrieves a burning piece of wood an a red hot lump of coal. Gronar slams his blade through the shoulder of the troll Finrod attacked, sending it's arm flying across the room. It's body slumps into the wooden bench it had been sleeping on, Gronar pivots the blade as it reaches it high point, and drives the sear back down at the prone troll on the other side of the table. Gronar's first strike hits the floor next to the troll's head, his second jab merely grazes it's left calf. The troll pushes itself to it's feet and starts to run down a southern exit from the room, Gronar rotates his hands and attempts to trip the troll. It almost succeeds as the troll hops for one step but regains it's balance before running into the darkness. Enraged at his failure, Gronar overturns the table and shoves it against the south exit. Paquito advances towards the two slightly dismembered trolls. "What do you intend to do with that?" Finrod asks "Well, I have heard that frigidity in elves can be cured. No?" "Stay back [I]Pokey[/I] , go rut someplace else." "Relax, I'm going to burn a hole through these two troll's heads. Don't want them sneaking back up on us. Keep your shorts on, you sound frustrated. We'll talk later. No?" Paquito replies as he gives Finrod a thumbs up. Unnerved, Finrod turns towards the eastern wall and relays that there are two other exits from this room, one to the northeast and one to the southeast. After assuring themselves that the trolls weren't going to regenerate, the giants barricade the southern exit with everything else in the room, including the coal burning oven. The party then decides to head northeast. The corridor is straight for the first ten feet then curves northward, but only five feet wide, all but Finrod have to turn sideways and suck it in to pass through. Once emerging though, there is no mistake as to where the party find themselves now, as a ninety foot hallway extends east and is embraced by six cell doors on the north and south sides of the corridor. "Great, what would a troll need to lock up?" Finrod mutters "Oohh, perhaps they have locked up a nymph for quite some time. I bet she'd do anything to escape. Eh? We should save her first. No?" Gronar moves to the first cell door, darkness pervades beyond the barred window near the top of the door. "What do you see?" Finrod asks, expecting the giant to peer into the barred window. Instead Gronar seems riveted to the door's frame. "Gronar see door with no handle." "That's because you need keys to open it. Maybe one of the trolls we killed back there has them?" "Really? Gronar think not need keys." "What's inside the room? It is a nymph. No?" "Gronar check." And instead of looking through the window, Gronar grabs the door frame and rips it out of the wooden walls it was attached to. Gronar tosses the door down the corridor to the east, and waves off a cloud of dust that obscures sight and scent. "Hey, Pokey want to know if ninfft in here!" Gronar shouts "No, it's pronounced nymph. No?" "Have you come to free me or kill me?" A melodious voice almost sings from the back of the cell. "Uh.......... which one we doing Pokey?" Gronar asks "That voice sounded elven! This is a glorious event." Finrod beams and dashes into the room "Oh, nevermind Pokey, I guess we kill it." Gronar announces "Wait! I have her." Finrod exclaims "Her? Well, this little adventure just picked up. No?" Finrod bursts through the fading cloud and lays the bruised form of an elf onto the dirt floor. "Korg, a little help please." Finrod asks "Elfy look like got body on floor by self ok." Korg answers shrugging his shoulders "No, some healing assistance." "Oh right, Korg help with that." Finrod and Korg bandage, heal, and clean off the body. They then help the individual to their feet, while Paquito keeps jumping around looking for a better view. "I thank you, there was no telling what kind of sick plans the trolls had in store for me. My name is Luciann, Protector of the Fifth." The elf bows to his freedom givers. "Where are the other elves?" Finrod almost interrupts Luciann "I know of no other elves, my entourage and I were attacked on our way to Fort Llmarielle. Do you know of this fort?" "It may have burned down, we seek the elven prisoners taken by these trolls." Finrod responds "You travel with odd friends." Luciann remarks "Elfy know who is in charge." Gronar announces, pointing to himself *meow* a small black cat runs from the room and leaps into the waiting arms of Luciann "Whoa, two for the price of one. No?" "What do you mean minotaur?" "Nothing milady, just making the comment that two extra bodies in a fight are always preferred to one. No?" "What makes you assume I am a lady? My surname surely prenounced my status as a male." "Then why are you wearing lipstick?" Paquito asks "This is not lipstick! It a coloring of status among my order it is a badge of privilege and I wear it proudly." "Elfy, you got a purty mouth." Korg remarks An awkward silence pervades, after a few moments, Finrod breaks it by introducing the party to Luciann. Luciann asks permission to help stand with the party in hopes of freeing the captive elves. Gronar reluctantly agrees after eyeballing the elves' weight and assuring himself that he could toss the fey a good sixty feat if he needed to. The next two cells are empty, as the group approaches the fourth cell on the north wall, a slight jingling of metal is heard echoing through the cell block. "Where noise come from?" Gronar asks "I believe it is Luciann's chainmail bikini. No?" "NO! It is not me! And for the twelfth time, I am not a woman!" "Well, take it from me, they are more trouble than they're worth. Those things caused bad chaffing in Paquito's spaghetti and meatballs. No?" Luciann turns around and slaps Paquito, "I will not be spoken to in this manner, my honor has been questioned and I shall avenge it." "Keep your shirt on.... for now at least. Don't be getting all worked up, besides I know a few parlor tricks myself and you wouldn't want me to send you to the nearest kitchen and force you to make me a sandwich. No?" "Your grasp of the common language is not unlike that of the roper's grasp on a spectre." Luciann answers "Highly sticky?" Paquito replies "No, useless." Luciann answers The pair stop antagonizing each other when they both realize the party has moved near the end of the cell block. The both hurry to catch up. "While Pokey and Elfy make out in prison, Gronar find breathing dwarf and gave to Korg." Gronar announces "Hey, he/she/it started it. I had to defend myself. No?" "Enough, I wish to pursue this avenue of depravity no longer." Luciann tells Paquito. Once touched up by Korg, the dwarf relates to the party his harrowing escape from an attack of frost giants, only to walk right in the path of a trollish scouting party. Low on spells he stood his ground and was summarily beaten for his courage. He tells the party his name is Omar Forgewarden a burgeoning cleric within his temple. Omar asks that the party allow him to travel with them as he wishes nothing more than to have the blood of a dozen trolls on his hammer by sunset. Gronar, impressed with the dwarf's bravado, heartily agrees and asks the dwarf to teach Finrod a few fightin' moves. Reaching the end of the hallway, the party turns to head back west and check the southern side of the cell block, as the two elves pass the dead end, they both sense something amiss with the wall. In unison they announce "Secret door." I have also updated post # 8 with the 2 newest additions, there are 2 more that will be added in the next post. :D [/QUOTE]
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