Kulan: Knightfall's Heroes of Carnell Game [IC]

[Knightfall]

"Hold this" Lorien says as he flips the torch towards Caerth, followed by an ancient word of power which prevents the torch from tumbling down into the darkness. At the same time his other hand already draws a bow and arrow from his magical quiver. Before the torch has even began floating down, his arrow is already in the air...

The arrow sinks in to the rook, but the bird-beast does not fall. It flaps its way up higher into the chasm. It is soon beyond the light of the torch. Elven eyes can still see it, but any bowshot would have to be near perfect to hit it now.

 

[Scotley]

Saving his arrows for a more likely target Phar comments, "I think we should continue on quickly before that Rook can summon aid against us. Speed is our ally now."

 

[Voda Vosa]

"Agreed, lets push up my friends."Quinn agrees, and starts walking up the stairs, keeping a weary eye on the surroundings.

 

[Knightfall]

The stairs become less worn. It appears that someone/something has taken some care to maintain the path the higher you climb. You cannot see where the rook flew, but you can see a opening in the chasm. Light streams in from above. The storm has passed and the sun is out, although it isn't visible in the sky above. It is quiet, almost eerie.

 

[Voda Vosa]

"Hmm I don't like this eery silence. Have your missile weapons at the ready, and the plugs on the ears." Quinn advice, switching for his gladiator's net. He wouldn't want to loose the thing, it was a souvenir from his times at the arena, but if it kept him alive, he would gladly part from it. He still remembered the training lessons he took to learn how to even throw the damn thing without getting entangled in it himself

 

[Scotley]

Phar nods, bow in hand.

 

[Knightfall]

"Hmm I don't like this eery silence. Have your missile weapons at the ready, and the plugs on the ears." Quinn advice, switching for his gladiator's net. He wouldn't want to loose the thing, it was a souvenir from his times at the arena, but if it kept him alive, he would gladly part from it. He still remembered the training lessons he took to learn how to even throw the damn thing without getting entangled in it himself

As Quinn ascends the stairs with net in hand, he hears... something... ahead of him. He's not sure what it could be as he doesn't see anything on the stairs. His mind goes back to being in the arena and the sound of stone scraping across bone as dismembered gladiators were dragged across the stone floors of the pits. There isn't any sound of scraping flesh slippery with blood. It is just the sound of bone being dragged or, perhaps, dragging itself.

Then he hears the discernible sound a bow being pulled back.

 

[Knightfall]

Phar nods, bow in hand.

Following behind Quinn, Phar keeps his bow taut and ready to fire. He notes that Quinn stops and looks up ahead with concern. It's as if he hears something. Then Phar hears it too. There is the sound of bone being scraped on stone. He instinctively swings his bow in the direction ofthe sound but there is nothing there. The stairs are empty. Then Phar clearly hears a sound he knows well -- a bowstring being pulled back.

 

[Scotley]

"Either this place is playing tricks or there is a foe there." He points his weapon where he hears the bowstring and lets his own arrow (1d20+9=27) fly.

 

[Voda Vosa]

The portly warrior takes up a defensive stance, not wanting to rush ahead into a possible ambush.

OOC: Quinn will go total defense mode!