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<blockquote data-quote="Colmarr" data-source="post: 5961864" data-attributes="member: 59182"><p><strong>Session 19: MacBannin's Manor (part 2)</strong></p><p></p><p><span style="color: darkorange">Session Summary (part 2):</span></p><p></p><p>[sblock]<span style="font-family: 'Tahoma'">Another casting of the Detect Planar Energy ritual that Gale had given them confirmed that the trail of energy – already fading and weak - ended abruptly beneath the 6th bridge of the Stanfield canal. RT3 checked to make sure they weren’t being observed and then set to work inspecting the bridge. The surface and sides of the structure seemed mundane, so their investigation turned to the underside of the bridge itself.</span></p><p></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Tahoma'">When the constables called from the canal bank to a puntsman travelling the river, they were surprised when he recognised them as “the constables who saved that docker from Kell”. Evidently word of their good deed was already spreading through the marine classes of the city. The puntsman was more than happy to help, taking his barge under the bridge and holding it steady while the constables inspected the structure above. They found three rusted iron bars, covered in runes of transformation, embedded in the mortar of the bridge, and removed them. </span></p><p></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Tahoma'">Tok noted where the bars had been found and in which order, then the puntsman returned RT3 to the bank. He refused compensation for his aid – and the crate of merchandise that had fallen overboard with Erik during the search – but RT3 insisted in handing him some coin for his trouble. After the puntsman moved off, the investigators made their way around the base of Cauldron Hill and started up toward’s MacBannin’s manor.</span></p><p></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Tahoma'">The guards on station at the manor’s impressive gates initially refused RT3 entrance, but Tok’s smooth words gave them pause, and when Xaresti grabbed one of them through the bars and smashed his face against the aged iron, any pretence of refusal faded away. The guards swung the gate open and admitted the investigators, advising that Mayor MacBannin was in his garden shed.</span></p><p></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Tahoma'">Tok and Xaresti immediately headed off to stall the Mayor, while the remainder of the squad headed into the manor to execute their search warrant. Although a curmudgeonly matron provided unco-operative, a kitchen boys was much more easily bribed and willingly led the investigators directly to Mr Creed’s quarters. Inside they found a stain on the bedclothes – a strange (but by now familiar) mix of oil and blood – and a rapier and sheathe at the end of the bed. </span></p><p></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Tahoma'">MacBannin emerged from his shed just as Tok and Xaresti arrived, and quickly shut the door before they could look inside. The changeling and the half-elf stalled as long as they could, but MacBannin was not to be delayed. The accomplished politician could tell that something was up. He arrived – with both investigators in tow – at Creed’s room just as RT3 were emerging from it. </span></p><p></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Tahoma'">MacBannin was at first incredulous and then furious. His verbal admonitions failed to sway Erik, and when MacBannin resisted the sergeant’s attempts to detain him (correctly pointing out that the warrant was to search his manor, not to arrest him) the Yerasol veteran clapped him in handcuffs. </span></p><p></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Tahoma'">At that exact moment, the ground beneath the manor began to rumble and the entire manor shook on its foundations. RT3 scrambled through the upper hallway and reached the landing just as the house split in half. The back half of the house surged several feat into the air, and RT3 hastily jumped down onto the stairway and scrambled out the front door just as the earth surged again and the ground beneath the rear half of the manor collapsed ten feet. The back of the structure creaked for a second and then collapsed completely. As RT3 and the mayor dusted themselves off, the hiss of fluid under pressure came from within the damaged structure, followed by the horrified screams of dozens of workers. A moment later the wretched stench of burnt oil wafted through the garden in a thin, visible fog, and flowers began to wilt.</span></p><p></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Tahoma'">MacBannin called to the gardeners and house-servants nearby, “Kill them! Kill them all!” and his staff responded willingly. RT3 found themselves besieged by a score of attackers wielding improvised weapons with practiced efficiency. MacBannin’s hands were cuffed behind his back and he was surrounded by constables, but even so the mayor managed to weave arcane wards around his allies; threatening to turn aside RT3’s blows. In return, RT3 focused their attention on Reed MacBannin himself. Even a long-standing mage such as the mayor could not withstand their assault, and soon he lay unconscious in the garden as the combat raged around him. </span></p><p></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Tahoma'">First Kuri and then Tok and Thornt suffered nasty gashes from hurled hoes and half-bricks, but as the earth continued to rumble and the constables whittled down their foes, the remaining staff’s morale broke and they fled through the gates down towards the nettles. The last opponent ran not for the gate but for the shed, but Xaresti caught him just as he was opening the door. The plate mail-burdened paladin slammed the man into the structure, and he sagged to the ground. </span></p><p></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Tahoma'">Xaresti pulled the door open. Inside the shed, planks had been removed from the wooden floor to reveal a rusted ring set into a seemingly solid floor of stone. A woman lay dead there, clutching an armful of amulets, her body half in the ground as though the stone itself has solidified around her. Her head had been was crushed by a falling piece of the ceiling.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Tahoma'">RT3 regrouped away from the precariously tilted manorhouse, and pondered their next move. Most were keen to move back down Cauldron Hill lest the whole area collapse in the earthquake. When Erik asked Thorn’t opinion of the danger, the druid confirmed the risk but also pointed out that if RT3 wished to investigate the shed and what MacBannin had been up to, this might be their only chance. Erik glanced wordlessly around his constables. Each seemed to be in agreement. As one, RT3 moved into the shed<span style="color: white">.</span></span>[/sblock]</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Colmarr, post: 5961864, member: 59182"] [b]Session 19: MacBannin's Manor (part 2)[/b] [COLOR=darkorange]Session Summary (part 2):[/COLOR] [sblock][FONT=Tahoma]Another casting of the Detect Planar Energy ritual that Gale had given them confirmed that the trail of energy – already fading and weak - ended abruptly beneath the 6th bridge of the Stanfield canal. RT3 checked to make sure they weren’t being observed and then set to work inspecting the bridge. The surface and sides of the structure seemed mundane, so their investigation turned to the underside of the bridge itself.[/FONT] [FONT=Tahoma]When the constables called from the canal bank to a puntsman travelling the river, they were surprised when he recognised them as “the constables who saved that docker from Kell”. Evidently word of their good deed was already spreading through the marine classes of the city. The puntsman was more than happy to help, taking his barge under the bridge and holding it steady while the constables inspected the structure above. They found three rusted iron bars, covered in runes of transformation, embedded in the mortar of the bridge, and removed them. [/FONT] [FONT=Tahoma]Tok noted where the bars had been found and in which order, then the puntsman returned RT3 to the bank. He refused compensation for his aid – and the crate of merchandise that had fallen overboard with Erik during the search – but RT3 insisted in handing him some coin for his trouble. After the puntsman moved off, the investigators made their way around the base of Cauldron Hill and started up toward’s MacBannin’s manor.[/FONT] [FONT=Tahoma]The guards on station at the manor’s impressive gates initially refused RT3 entrance, but Tok’s smooth words gave them pause, and when Xaresti grabbed one of them through the bars and smashed his face against the aged iron, any pretence of refusal faded away. The guards swung the gate open and admitted the investigators, advising that Mayor MacBannin was in his garden shed.[/FONT] [FONT=Tahoma]Tok and Xaresti immediately headed off to stall the Mayor, while the remainder of the squad headed into the manor to execute their search warrant. Although a curmudgeonly matron provided unco-operative, a kitchen boys was much more easily bribed and willingly led the investigators directly to Mr Creed’s quarters. Inside they found a stain on the bedclothes – a strange (but by now familiar) mix of oil and blood – and a rapier and sheathe at the end of the bed. [/FONT] [FONT=Tahoma]MacBannin emerged from his shed just as Tok and Xaresti arrived, and quickly shut the door before they could look inside. The changeling and the half-elf stalled as long as they could, but MacBannin was not to be delayed. The accomplished politician could tell that something was up. He arrived – with both investigators in tow – at Creed’s room just as RT3 were emerging from it. [/FONT] [FONT=Tahoma]MacBannin was at first incredulous and then furious. His verbal admonitions failed to sway Erik, and when MacBannin resisted the sergeant’s attempts to detain him (correctly pointing out that the warrant was to search his manor, not to arrest him) the Yerasol veteran clapped him in handcuffs. [/FONT] [FONT=Tahoma]At that exact moment, the ground beneath the manor began to rumble and the entire manor shook on its foundations. RT3 scrambled through the upper hallway and reached the landing just as the house split in half. The back half of the house surged several feat into the air, and RT3 hastily jumped down onto the stairway and scrambled out the front door just as the earth surged again and the ground beneath the rear half of the manor collapsed ten feet. The back of the structure creaked for a second and then collapsed completely. As RT3 and the mayor dusted themselves off, the hiss of fluid under pressure came from within the damaged structure, followed by the horrified screams of dozens of workers. A moment later the wretched stench of burnt oil wafted through the garden in a thin, visible fog, and flowers began to wilt.[/FONT] [FONT=Tahoma]MacBannin called to the gardeners and house-servants nearby, “Kill them! Kill them all!” and his staff responded willingly. RT3 found themselves besieged by a score of attackers wielding improvised weapons with practiced efficiency. MacBannin’s hands were cuffed behind his back and he was surrounded by constables, but even so the mayor managed to weave arcane wards around his allies; threatening to turn aside RT3’s blows. In return, RT3 focused their attention on Reed MacBannin himself. Even a long-standing mage such as the mayor could not withstand their assault, and soon he lay unconscious in the garden as the combat raged around him. [/FONT] [FONT=Tahoma]First Kuri and then Tok and Thornt suffered nasty gashes from hurled hoes and half-bricks, but as the earth continued to rumble and the constables whittled down their foes, the remaining staff’s morale broke and they fled through the gates down towards the nettles. The last opponent ran not for the gate but for the shed, but Xaresti caught him just as he was opening the door. The plate mail-burdened paladin slammed the man into the structure, and he sagged to the ground. [/FONT] [FONT=Tahoma]Xaresti pulled the door open. Inside the shed, planks had been removed from the wooden floor to reveal a rusted ring set into a seemingly solid floor of stone. A woman lay dead there, clutching an armful of amulets, her body half in the ground as though the stone itself has solidified around her. Her head had been was crushed by a falling piece of the ceiling.[/FONT] [FONT=Tahoma]RT3 regrouped away from the precariously tilted manorhouse, and pondered their next move. Most were keen to move back down Cauldron Hill lest the whole area collapse in the earthquake. When Erik asked Thorn’t opinion of the danger, the druid confirmed the risk but also pointed out that if RT3 wished to investigate the shed and what MacBannin had been up to, this might be their only chance. Erik glanced wordlessly around his constables. Each seemed to be in agreement. As one, RT3 moved into the shed[COLOR=white].[/COLOR][/FONT][/sblock] [/QUOTE]
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