Engines & Empires I: Escape From the Dungeon
Jack Daniel
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Room 1 - Hour 1 - Turn 2
It is at this point that you all hear a door slam, somewhere in the hall outside your cell. The torchlight in the hall flickers and dances, and heavy footfalls echo off stone. Soon, a gangly-limbed and green-skinned monster appears at the cell door, escorting a bound and gagged human.
The creature, most definitely an orc, shows off yellow fangs with his grin. "All right, prisoners," he grunts, "I'm wise ta yer tricks, so ye'd best all back away, or I'll bash ye good!" To accentuate his point, he takes a cat-o'-nine-tails and snaps it at the bars.
With deft and clever hands, he qickly slaps a key into the door, turns the lock, and shoves the human through cell door. Before any of you can even hope to react, the door is shut and locked again, and the orc strolls away, laughing and jingling his key-ring.
The human prisoner, a scrawny fellow with long, sandy hair and blue eyes, looks up at you all pathetically. The gag and the ropes are too tight to struggle against, and he can do nothing more than lie on the filthy stone floor.
It is at this point that you all hear a door slam, somewhere in the hall outside your cell. The torchlight in the hall flickers and dances, and heavy footfalls echo off stone. Soon, a gangly-limbed and green-skinned monster appears at the cell door, escorting a bound and gagged human.
The creature, most definitely an orc, shows off yellow fangs with his grin. "All right, prisoners," he grunts, "I'm wise ta yer tricks, so ye'd best all back away, or I'll bash ye good!" To accentuate his point, he takes a cat-o'-nine-tails and snaps it at the bars.
With deft and clever hands, he qickly slaps a key into the door, turns the lock, and shoves the human through cell door. Before any of you can even hope to react, the door is shut and locked again, and the orc strolls away, laughing and jingling his key-ring.
The human prisoner, a scrawny fellow with long, sandy hair and blue eyes, looks up at you all pathetically. The gag and the ropes are too tight to struggle against, and he can do nothing more than lie on the filthy stone floor.
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Jack Daniel
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Room 1 - Hour 1 - Turn 2
Zajirlum makes quick work of the ropes and cloth. The human stands up, dusts himself off, and flashes an endearing grin. "Oy, thanks, mate! Can't tell ya jus' 'how grateful I am fer that. That bloody jailer... you know, the orcish fellow? I saw 'im takin' to some kobolds while I was bein' frog-marched in here, an' they called 'im 'George'... anyway, that bloody orc, George, 'e really roughed me up good before dumping me in here with all of you." The human gives a shudder and winces at the memory. "Anyway... the name's Axel. At yer service, gov'ner."
[DM's note: Axel rolls a 9 on a charisma check, a failure by a margin of -8.
The results of your wisdom checks are as follows:
Zajirlum, 8; failure by -9.
Lyhan, 7; failure by -10.
Dagon, 18; success by +1.
Kel Vorath, 17; exact success.
Harold Harrison, 12; failure by -5.]
The demi-humans, Zajirlum and Lyhan, seem quite taken with the charismatic human. The fighter and the two mages are both initially rather suspicious, detecting something... off... about his overly friendly manner.
Zajirlum makes quick work of the ropes and cloth. The human stands up, dusts himself off, and flashes an endearing grin. "Oy, thanks, mate! Can't tell ya jus' 'how grateful I am fer that. That bloody jailer... you know, the orcish fellow? I saw 'im takin' to some kobolds while I was bein' frog-marched in here, an' they called 'im 'George'... anyway, that bloody orc, George, 'e really roughed me up good before dumping me in here with all of you." The human gives a shudder and winces at the memory. "Anyway... the name's Axel. At yer service, gov'ner."
[DM's note: Axel rolls a 9 on a charisma check, a failure by a margin of -8.
The results of your wisdom checks are as follows:
Zajirlum, 8; failure by -9.
Lyhan, 7; failure by -10.
Dagon, 18; success by +1.
Kel Vorath, 17; exact success.
Harold Harrison, 12; failure by -5.]
The demi-humans, Zajirlum and Lyhan, seem quite taken with the charismatic human. The fighter and the two mages are both initially rather suspicious, detecting something... off... about his overly friendly manner.
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Voda Vosa
First Post
"Im Zajirlun, tha plasure is all yar" says the dwarf as he slaps the thin humans back with all his strenght. Slaping backs as hard as you can is an old tradition in Zajirluns town.
The dwarf looks at his companions with a simle, but it turns to a dubitative face as he sees the suspicious looks in three of his comrades.
The dwarf looks at his companions with a simle, but it turns to a dubitative face as he sees the suspicious looks in three of his comrades.
Jemal
Adventurer
"Yes, Welcome to the party, man." Kel says, thumping the man on the back with as much force as the dwarf and exchanging a meaningful look with Rook, and a slight nod while 'Axel' recovers from the blow (meaning
lay along).
(OOC: I just checked and apparently Kel the black mage is our strongest party member)
lay along).(OOC: I just checked and apparently Kel the black mage is our strongest party member)
Lord_Raven88
First Post
Dagon smiles at the newcomer and stares intently at their new cell mate "So Axel, do you have any idea why we're being held against out will, or where exactly we are?"
Jack Daniel
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Room 1 - Hour 1 - Turn 2
After receiving two hearty thumps on the back, Axel stumbles forward, and then falls over. A little miffed, he scrambles to his feet and once again tries (in vain) to clean the filth of the dungeon floor off of his already shabby clothes.
[Dagon's Intimidation check with aid bonuses from Kel and Zajirlum: 20 Passes by +3.
Axel's wisdom save: 4. Fails by -10.]
"Ah, er, well... yes. I mean, I've heard rumors, that is. Can't be sure, o' course, since it's only hearsay. Word on the street, if you catch my meaning?" Axel gives a nervous laugh and coughs a couple of times. "I mean, we're in a dungeon, see? Well, that's obvious, I know -- I'm not tryin' ta sound stupid or anythin' here, but just, just hear me out, okay?" He's obviously nervous now, and it's making him babble. "There've been rumors, hear? Back in Betoüs, I mean, there were rumors floating around certain... sections of society that ain't called polite, if you catch my meaning? Well, the long and the short of it is, people 'ave been getting jacked-and-snatched by some magician or wizard or summ'at who lives up in the mountains, off the north pass. I'd guess we're in his dungeon." With that, Axel gives a forlorn groan and sinks to his knees. "We're gonners... I just know it!"
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[OOC: Yep, Jemal, looks like it. Given your "glass jaw" constitution, you're probably going to want to take advantage of that strength by using a composite bow or thrown weapons. When you eventually get ahold of weapons, that is. Hey, at least you've got the dexterity to be half-way decent with missile attacks, right?]
After receiving two hearty thumps on the back, Axel stumbles forward, and then falls over. A little miffed, he scrambles to his feet and once again tries (in vain) to clean the filth of the dungeon floor off of his already shabby clothes.
[Dagon's Intimidation check with aid bonuses from Kel and Zajirlum: 20 Passes by +3.
Axel's wisdom save: 4. Fails by -10.]
"Ah, er, well... yes. I mean, I've heard rumors, that is. Can't be sure, o' course, since it's only hearsay. Word on the street, if you catch my meaning?" Axel gives a nervous laugh and coughs a couple of times. "I mean, we're in a dungeon, see? Well, that's obvious, I know -- I'm not tryin' ta sound stupid or anythin' here, but just, just hear me out, okay?" He's obviously nervous now, and it's making him babble. "There've been rumors, hear? Back in Betoüs, I mean, there were rumors floating around certain... sections of society that ain't called polite, if you catch my meaning? Well, the long and the short of it is, people 'ave been getting jacked-and-snatched by some magician or wizard or summ'at who lives up in the mountains, off the north pass. I'd guess we're in his dungeon." With that, Axel gives a forlorn groan and sinks to his knees. "We're gonners... I just know it!"
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[OOC: Yep, Jemal, looks like it. Given your "glass jaw" constitution, you're probably going to want to take advantage of that strength by using a composite bow or thrown weapons. When you eventually get ahold of weapons, that is. Hey, at least you've got the dexterity to be half-way decent with missile attacks, right?]
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Voda Vosa
First Post
"Ya seems a little nervous dont ya?" says Zajirlum as he glances at his companions "Wont you be hidding something in that little and crunchable head of yars ah?" says the dwarf while he puts his heavy hand over Alex shoulder.
OOC: i think i dont need to sense he is hidding something don i? I will try another intimidation check on the poor guy
OOC: i think i dont need to sense he is hidding something don i? I will try another intimidation check on the poor guy
