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Goonalan's 5th Ed Games- The Union in the Red Larch Adventure Session #72 to #75 (12/04/17)
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<blockquote data-quote="Goonalan" data-source="post: 6703554" data-attributes="member: 16069"><p><strong>Chapter 6: Two-hundred pounds of bad tempered muscle with an overwhelming desire to smash things.</strong></p><p></p><p>Hellwhip continued to make a low, rumbling guttural sound in the back of his throat, his right arm stretched out before him- his hand open and empty, slowly he shuffled forward in a low crouch. All the while his mind racing, thinking- I can do this, I can do this, repeating the mantra. The closest wolf snarled, just once, and then dragged the dried meat the ranger had previously thrown to it closer, the other two wolves hung back content to gnaw and chew on their prizes. Thirty seconds later the ranger had edged past the three emaciated beasts who were now entirely engaged in tearing and gnawing at the ranger's trail rations. Hellwhip yanked the three metal pegs out from the ground, each peg secured a chain that stretched to the collar of one of the three beasts. Gingerly, at first, he rose to stand his full height in the centre of the pack, the wolves as one stopped eating and turned to stare up at the newly arisen figure in their midst, as if seeing Hellwhip for the first time. The ranger signalled with a gentle wave to his companions- Zalt, Zyler and Grimm, the three ceased marvelling and quickly shuffled away from the entrance to the cavern. The wolves still transfixed, staring up at the ranger. Suddenly Hellwhip clapped his hands together, just once but very loudly, and the wolves were off and running straight out of the cave and across the clearing, disappearing in seconds into the scrub and vegetation.</p><p></p><p>Performance over Hellwhip whispered, as loudly as he dared, “it's safe”, moments later his three companions filtered back into the cavern.</p><p>“That was...” Zyler searched for the right word.</p><p>“Very impressive. Very impressive indeed.” Grimm nods along with his fine words, and then chucks the ranger on the arm.</p><p>Zalt only smiles, unsure of what he can add to the moment. Hellwhip grins back at his audience and then remembers himself and does his best to look stern.</p><p></p><p>The adventurers take a moment to nose around the newly vacated cavern- empty, no other exits save perhaps a narrow chimney, quite a climb, heading east and at least thirty feet up.</p><p>“We'll head over to the other opening, on the left, see what's over there.” Grimm states to nods all round.</p><p></p><p>Back out and alongside the fast flowing stream, the ten foot wide stone passage slopes upwards, accounting for the increased flow of the waterway, the adventurers cautiously head forwards. Barely ten paces on, Zyler barks a warning and points ahead. A roiling wave perhaps four feet high, a mini tsunami, surges and roars down the rough stone corridor, the adventurers- as one, bolt for cover. Zyler, Zalt and Grimm race into a side passage a little way ahead, the exit they were making for as it happens. Hellwhip, at the rear, turns and runs back into the chamber formerly occupied by the wolves. Miraculously all four companions outrun the thundering tide which spews and froths out of the cavern, flooding - momentarily - the grass and scrub around the entrance. Zyler, Zalt and Grimm quickly dash back to the ranger, they have intelligence they wish to share.</p><p></p><p>“The passage to the left is a climb, but there's a light at the top- probably torches or a camp fire, and creatures, I think.” Zyler, the priest of Tempus, states.</p><p>“What creatures?” Hellwhip snaps back.</p><p>“Goblins.” Zyler and Zalt state in unison, the former guessing- the latter certain.</p><p>“There's a bridge ahead, spanning the river passage- about twenty feet further forward, and maybe twenty feet above, I think there's a watcher up there. Another Goblin.” Zalt states, before Hellwhip can shape any further enquiry.</p><p>The adventurers take a moment to consider the situation.</p><p>“Did the goblins cause the flood?” Hellwhip puts the adventurers' thoughts into words.</p><p>“They can't have”, Grimm states, absolutely certain.</p><p>“Yes!” Zalt states simultaneously, and equally assured.</p><p>“Perhaps.” Zyler adds a moment later, looking from Grimm to Zalt and trying to figure out which one to believe.</p><p>The moment stretches.</p><p>“Should I take a look up there?” Zalt breaks the silence and points towards the dark chimney they located earlier at the back of the cave.</p><p></p><p>Moments later the cavern is bathed in a warm bluish light courtesy of the priest of Tempus, whose shield now glows and shimmers, Hellwhip leans in to look up the chimney as Zalt scrambles upwards. The warlock's ascent doesn't last long, the half-elf comes tumbling back down, sprawls for a moment on the rough cavern floor, and then is helped back to his feet by Grimm.</p><p>“It can't be climbed” Zalt simply states, and wipes his bleeding hands on his clothes.</p><p></p><p>“Tempus guide me.” Zyler growls and then pushes Zalt aside, the priest of Tempus passes his glowing shield to Grimm and then flings himself up the chimney. His method of climbing is unconventional. The heavily armoured holy warrior uses his strength to surge up the hollow space, showers of pebbles, dust and loose rocks signal his progress. Hellwhip ducks back into the chamber to avoid the rockfalls.</p><p></p><p>Twenty seconds later Zyler pops his head out of a hole and into another chamber. The priest is happily wedged in place. Two large stalagmites block his view of the newly revealed cavern, they also greatly reduce his chances of being seen by the creatures laired there. A huge goblin, scratch that - a bugbear - lurches momentarily into sight; that's not good the priest of Tempus thinks. That's great- he finishes the thought, and grins to himself. Moments later there's a low growl, it seems there's another wolf in here the priest thinks- that's bad, and that's enough information. He descends at speed accompanied, as previously, by a shower of dust and debris. Safely at the bottom, and still grinning, Zyler shares his discovery with his companions.</p><p></p><p>“A bugbear!” Zalt gulps.</p><p>“A bugbear.” Zyler agrees, and then bumps fists with a smiling Grimm- the pair are seemingly delighted.</p><p>“Two-hundred pounds of bad tempered muscle with an overwhelming desire to smash things.” Grimm concludes, grinning still. “Can't wait”, the paladin of Tymora adds.</p><p>Zalt is not sure who Grimm is talking about- possibly himself. Although the description would suit all three of his companions.</p><p>Hellwhip shrugs, “the bigger they are the harder they fall”, he mutters and then grips tight his sword. </p><p>“A bugbear.” Zalt whispers to himself, and then he too smiles.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Goonalan, post: 6703554, member: 16069"] [B]Chapter 6: Two-hundred pounds of bad tempered muscle with an overwhelming desire to smash things.[/B] Hellwhip continued to make a low, rumbling guttural sound in the back of his throat, his right arm stretched out before him- his hand open and empty, slowly he shuffled forward in a low crouch. All the while his mind racing, thinking- I can do this, I can do this, repeating the mantra. The closest wolf snarled, just once, and then dragged the dried meat the ranger had previously thrown to it closer, the other two wolves hung back content to gnaw and chew on their prizes. Thirty seconds later the ranger had edged past the three emaciated beasts who were now entirely engaged in tearing and gnawing at the ranger's trail rations. Hellwhip yanked the three metal pegs out from the ground, each peg secured a chain that stretched to the collar of one of the three beasts. Gingerly, at first, he rose to stand his full height in the centre of the pack, the wolves as one stopped eating and turned to stare up at the newly arisen figure in their midst, as if seeing Hellwhip for the first time. The ranger signalled with a gentle wave to his companions- Zalt, Zyler and Grimm, the three ceased marvelling and quickly shuffled away from the entrance to the cavern. The wolves still transfixed, staring up at the ranger. Suddenly Hellwhip clapped his hands together, just once but very loudly, and the wolves were off and running straight out of the cave and across the clearing, disappearing in seconds into the scrub and vegetation. Performance over Hellwhip whispered, as loudly as he dared, “it's safe”, moments later his three companions filtered back into the cavern. “That was...” Zyler searched for the right word. “Very impressive. Very impressive indeed.” Grimm nods along with his fine words, and then chucks the ranger on the arm. Zalt only smiles, unsure of what he can add to the moment. Hellwhip grins back at his audience and then remembers himself and does his best to look stern. The adventurers take a moment to nose around the newly vacated cavern- empty, no other exits save perhaps a narrow chimney, quite a climb, heading east and at least thirty feet up. “We'll head over to the other opening, on the left, see what's over there.” Grimm states to nods all round. Back out and alongside the fast flowing stream, the ten foot wide stone passage slopes upwards, accounting for the increased flow of the waterway, the adventurers cautiously head forwards. Barely ten paces on, Zyler barks a warning and points ahead. A roiling wave perhaps four feet high, a mini tsunami, surges and roars down the rough stone corridor, the adventurers- as one, bolt for cover. Zyler, Zalt and Grimm race into a side passage a little way ahead, the exit they were making for as it happens. Hellwhip, at the rear, turns and runs back into the chamber formerly occupied by the wolves. Miraculously all four companions outrun the thundering tide which spews and froths out of the cavern, flooding - momentarily - the grass and scrub around the entrance. Zyler, Zalt and Grimm quickly dash back to the ranger, they have intelligence they wish to share. “The passage to the left is a climb, but there's a light at the top- probably torches or a camp fire, and creatures, I think.” Zyler, the priest of Tempus, states. “What creatures?” Hellwhip snaps back. “Goblins.” Zyler and Zalt state in unison, the former guessing- the latter certain. “There's a bridge ahead, spanning the river passage- about twenty feet further forward, and maybe twenty feet above, I think there's a watcher up there. Another Goblin.” Zalt states, before Hellwhip can shape any further enquiry. The adventurers take a moment to consider the situation. “Did the goblins cause the flood?” Hellwhip puts the adventurers' thoughts into words. “They can't have”, Grimm states, absolutely certain. “Yes!” Zalt states simultaneously, and equally assured. “Perhaps.” Zyler adds a moment later, looking from Grimm to Zalt and trying to figure out which one to believe. The moment stretches. “Should I take a look up there?” Zalt breaks the silence and points towards the dark chimney they located earlier at the back of the cave. Moments later the cavern is bathed in a warm bluish light courtesy of the priest of Tempus, whose shield now glows and shimmers, Hellwhip leans in to look up the chimney as Zalt scrambles upwards. The warlock's ascent doesn't last long, the half-elf comes tumbling back down, sprawls for a moment on the rough cavern floor, and then is helped back to his feet by Grimm. “It can't be climbed” Zalt simply states, and wipes his bleeding hands on his clothes. “Tempus guide me.” Zyler growls and then pushes Zalt aside, the priest of Tempus passes his glowing shield to Grimm and then flings himself up the chimney. His method of climbing is unconventional. The heavily armoured holy warrior uses his strength to surge up the hollow space, showers of pebbles, dust and loose rocks signal his progress. Hellwhip ducks back into the chamber to avoid the rockfalls. Twenty seconds later Zyler pops his head out of a hole and into another chamber. The priest is happily wedged in place. Two large stalagmites block his view of the newly revealed cavern, they also greatly reduce his chances of being seen by the creatures laired there. A huge goblin, scratch that - a bugbear - lurches momentarily into sight; that's not good the priest of Tempus thinks. That's great- he finishes the thought, and grins to himself. Moments later there's a low growl, it seems there's another wolf in here the priest thinks- that's bad, and that's enough information. He descends at speed accompanied, as previously, by a shower of dust and debris. Safely at the bottom, and still grinning, Zyler shares his discovery with his companions. “A bugbear!” Zalt gulps. “A bugbear.” Zyler agrees, and then bumps fists with a smiling Grimm- the pair are seemingly delighted. “Two-hundred pounds of bad tempered muscle with an overwhelming desire to smash things.” Grimm concludes, grinning still. “Can't wait”, the paladin of Tymora adds. Zalt is not sure who Grimm is talking about- possibly himself. Although the description would suit all three of his companions. Hellwhip shrugs, “the bigger they are the harder they fall”, he mutters and then grips tight his sword. “A bugbear.” Zalt whispers to himself, and then he too smiles. [/QUOTE]
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