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<blockquote data-quote="Altalazar" data-source="post: 3606143" data-attributes="member: 939"><p>Sir Cordozo – Chapter Two-Hundred Four – Shopping and Research</p><p></p><p> I was eager to get my Barony, but I had some business to attend to first. I started my research on my ultimate mind protection project. It probably will take two months worth of research, at least, before it will bear fruit, but I wanted to get started. I decided to only spend a week on it before investigating the Haunted Village in person. </p><p> Ee, Kyrnyn, and Morwen took the time to travel to the Capitol to shop for magic of various sorts. I could tell Kyrnyn was particularly proud of a blade dedicated to Hieroneous that he acquired there. </p><p> I also did some research on the Haunted Village. Apparently, only “professionals” go there during the day and only fools would go there at night. I suspect we are going to be following the “fools” path because it seems inevitable that the only way to solve anything is to go that route. It turned out that this was the only route available anyway. To facilitate our foolishness, I went to our resident map dealer and found he had a rough map of the village for a mere 5 gold pieces. So I paid him 10 and took the map. </p><p> I decided to ask the professor if there was any “Haunted Village” ettiqute we needed to learn, like for instance some special dance. I was tired of being unprepared for dances. He indicated that there was not any special “ghost dance.” He then offered that the village was a place for fools. Ee then offered his thoughts. </p><p> “Me afraid of ghosts.”</p><p> “It still speaks!” said the professor. “I thought you had that taken care of!”</p><p> I quickly ushered Ee away from the professor, and so the professor managed to keep his head for another day.</p><p> Oh,and I also learned that no one can teleport within the limits of the village or near it. This left us with several options. We chose to walk. Three days of walking through the forest just might be enjoyable. </p><p></p><p> Sir Cordozo – Chapter Two-Hundred Five – A Stroll Through the Woods</p><p></p><p> I was right. After traveling the planes, killing (and working for) demons, working for (and killing) demons, spying on treasonous Barons, saving the world, and dealing with rather boorish dinner parties, the walk through the woods really was relaxing. On the first day, we were beset on by orcs. Dozens of them. Vile, snarling creatures, they advanced on us menacingly. Now there are several dozen less orcs to trouble the world. </p><p> The first night went without incident. We were still far away from the village so we slept out under the stars. Larch hunted for us and Higgins prepared a four course meal out of it, serving us on fine silver that I had no idea he had carried with him (and still don’t see how he could have). </p><p> The second day, several dozen goblins ambushed us. Or rather, they tried to. They proved smarter, at least, than the orcs. Most of them ran away screaming before we removed them from our plane of existence. The second night was also without incident. </p><p> The third day, Larch could not find as much food as he could before, so Ee contributed, and then we all ate very well. We got within a quarter of an hour’s walk from the village. I decided it was prudent that we spend the night a bit further away, an hour’s walk from the village. Higgins was kind enough to set up his Leomund’s hut for us to sleep in. Morwen and Larch scouted ahead. </p><p> Morwen and Larch did not see much worth reporting. By the time they returned, it was nightfall. Then they saw quite a bit. As did we all in the hut. Lumbering zombies filled the woods, seeming to come from nowhere. None wandered our way, but many wandered by. Morwen was able to slip in while invisible. Larch was a bat, so was paid no mind. Ee almost smashed Larch as he flew into the hut.</p><p> “Oh, me sorry Larch, me thought you big bug!” </p><p>Then we retired for the night. As the sun came up in the sky in the morning, the zombies all slowly faded away. </p><p></p><p> Sir Cordozo – Chapter Two-Hundred Six – Nothing for Professionals to Do</p><p></p><p> The next morning, we went to the village. We discovered a lot of buildings that were nothing more than foundations. We found a rotting bridge over a small river. And we discovered lots and lots of footprints. But nothing much else. No signs of life. No signs of unlife, either. Beyond the footprints. I started to suspect that “professionals” had nothing much to do during the day here. We would have to come back at night. </p><p> One other thing we found was two freshly dug, then filled in tunnels through the ground. One led 300 feet to the north of the village, one led 500 feet to the south. Larch excavated both with earth elementals. We really did not learn much else. </p><p> Morwen discovered two labeled, but empty, sarcophaguses in what remained of a mausoleum. One was for Willington I, one was for Dartha Bennet. I never heard of either, though I did know a law partnership to include a Willington once. </p><p> We returned to our hut and rested for the rest of the day and most of the night. Then, two hours before dawn, we set out for the village in the dark. I mentally prepared myself for what lay ahead. Higgins handed me a warm towel and a cup of steaming hot coffee. Thank you, Higgins. </p><p></p><p> Sir Cordozo – Chapter Two-Hundred Seven – Wraiths. Dread Wraiths. And walkers of the night while we walk.</p><p></p><p> We did not walk far before ghostly hands reached up from within the ground and tried to grasp at us. There was one hand for each of us, and Higgins narrowly avoided being grasped. My own protections made them have extreme difficulty touching me. Higgins quickly sped all of us up and the battle was joined. </p><p> Marcus held aloft his holy symbol and began to turn the foul creatures to wispy dust, one by one. I crushed the ego of the one on Higgins. Ee, Morwen, and Krynyn made quick work of the rest. Ee’s axe would often pass right through them, but Morwen’s and Krynyn’s blades never failed to strike true. Both seemed to have a ghostly glow about them. I guess they made sure they came prepared for this village. </p><p> Not wanting to get caught from the ground again, we took to the air and headed toward the village, which lay now only 250 or so feet away. Higgins quickly healed himself and Morwen of the horrible, draining touch of the wraiths. Still moving unnaturally fast, we traveled almost half of the distance to the village when two huge humanoid creatures appeared in front of us and behind us, sending forth lots of evil, foul magic against us. Fortunatley, none of it had any immediate effect that I noticed, but I was somewhat distracted. </p><p> Kyrnyn charged forward against the one in front. Before he could close, the creature grabbed his new blade from his hand and then crushed it to dust. I could hear Kyrnyn’s mental scream, a scream that I would have expected from Ee had Ee lost his axe (yet again). Kyrnyn whipped out his stoneblade and attacked the undead beast, seeming not to care now if he lived or died. Reading his thoughts, I could see that he thought he had failed his god, and now wished to redeem himself. I saw images of an Ettin swimming around in his single head. </p><p> Ee fared better at our rear. He kept his hold on his axe, and managed to strike a few blows on the creature to our rear. Morwen joined Krynyn at the front, and the battle was joined. </p><p> Higgins blessed one of his two shields and then enchanted it for Morwen. It flew to cover her, leaving her hands free for the fight. Higgins then turned his attention to the beast in front. He weaved his magic and then sent forth a wave of energy. It struck the front beast’s hide. The hide itself began to peel and crack, become as brittle as frozen glass, sharp shards sticking out every which way. Each blow against the beast now seemed to slice these shards deeply into its flesh, wounding it grieviously. </p><p> “Use your silver!” Higgins shouted.</p><p> I thought of my silver dagger, then felt better of it. I send forth a ray of disintegration against the beast to the rear. He shrugged it off, but not before losing the proverbial pound of flesh. I hit him with it once more as he sent an attack of his own my way. I easily shrugged off his magic, though I was curious what it was I just avoided. </p><p> Higgins noted that both beasts were hard to find purchase with axes and swords, and so he prepared his curse to help. Despite there being only an hour left until dawn, it was clear it was going to be a long night.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Altalazar, post: 3606143, member: 939"] Sir Cordozo – Chapter Two-Hundred Four – Shopping and Research I was eager to get my Barony, but I had some business to attend to first. I started my research on my ultimate mind protection project. It probably will take two months worth of research, at least, before it will bear fruit, but I wanted to get started. I decided to only spend a week on it before investigating the Haunted Village in person. Ee, Kyrnyn, and Morwen took the time to travel to the Capitol to shop for magic of various sorts. I could tell Kyrnyn was particularly proud of a blade dedicated to Hieroneous that he acquired there. I also did some research on the Haunted Village. Apparently, only “professionals” go there during the day and only fools would go there at night. I suspect we are going to be following the “fools” path because it seems inevitable that the only way to solve anything is to go that route. It turned out that this was the only route available anyway. To facilitate our foolishness, I went to our resident map dealer and found he had a rough map of the village for a mere 5 gold pieces. So I paid him 10 and took the map. I decided to ask the professor if there was any “Haunted Village” ettiqute we needed to learn, like for instance some special dance. I was tired of being unprepared for dances. He indicated that there was not any special “ghost dance.” He then offered that the village was a place for fools. Ee then offered his thoughts. “Me afraid of ghosts.” “It still speaks!” said the professor. “I thought you had that taken care of!” I quickly ushered Ee away from the professor, and so the professor managed to keep his head for another day. Oh,and I also learned that no one can teleport within the limits of the village or near it. This left us with several options. We chose to walk. Three days of walking through the forest just might be enjoyable. Sir Cordozo – Chapter Two-Hundred Five – A Stroll Through the Woods I was right. After traveling the planes, killing (and working for) demons, working for (and killing) demons, spying on treasonous Barons, saving the world, and dealing with rather boorish dinner parties, the walk through the woods really was relaxing. On the first day, we were beset on by orcs. Dozens of them. Vile, snarling creatures, they advanced on us menacingly. Now there are several dozen less orcs to trouble the world. The first night went without incident. We were still far away from the village so we slept out under the stars. Larch hunted for us and Higgins prepared a four course meal out of it, serving us on fine silver that I had no idea he had carried with him (and still don’t see how he could have). The second day, several dozen goblins ambushed us. Or rather, they tried to. They proved smarter, at least, than the orcs. Most of them ran away screaming before we removed them from our plane of existence. The second night was also without incident. The third day, Larch could not find as much food as he could before, so Ee contributed, and then we all ate very well. We got within a quarter of an hour’s walk from the village. I decided it was prudent that we spend the night a bit further away, an hour’s walk from the village. Higgins was kind enough to set up his Leomund’s hut for us to sleep in. Morwen and Larch scouted ahead. Morwen and Larch did not see much worth reporting. By the time they returned, it was nightfall. Then they saw quite a bit. As did we all in the hut. Lumbering zombies filled the woods, seeming to come from nowhere. None wandered our way, but many wandered by. Morwen was able to slip in while invisible. Larch was a bat, so was paid no mind. Ee almost smashed Larch as he flew into the hut. “Oh, me sorry Larch, me thought you big bug!” Then we retired for the night. As the sun came up in the sky in the morning, the zombies all slowly faded away. Sir Cordozo – Chapter Two-Hundred Six – Nothing for Professionals to Do The next morning, we went to the village. We discovered a lot of buildings that were nothing more than foundations. We found a rotting bridge over a small river. And we discovered lots and lots of footprints. But nothing much else. No signs of life. No signs of unlife, either. Beyond the footprints. I started to suspect that “professionals” had nothing much to do during the day here. We would have to come back at night. One other thing we found was two freshly dug, then filled in tunnels through the ground. One led 300 feet to the north of the village, one led 500 feet to the south. Larch excavated both with earth elementals. We really did not learn much else. Morwen discovered two labeled, but empty, sarcophaguses in what remained of a mausoleum. One was for Willington I, one was for Dartha Bennet. I never heard of either, though I did know a law partnership to include a Willington once. We returned to our hut and rested for the rest of the day and most of the night. Then, two hours before dawn, we set out for the village in the dark. I mentally prepared myself for what lay ahead. Higgins handed me a warm towel and a cup of steaming hot coffee. Thank you, Higgins. Sir Cordozo – Chapter Two-Hundred Seven – Wraiths. Dread Wraiths. And walkers of the night while we walk. We did not walk far before ghostly hands reached up from within the ground and tried to grasp at us. There was one hand for each of us, and Higgins narrowly avoided being grasped. My own protections made them have extreme difficulty touching me. Higgins quickly sped all of us up and the battle was joined. Marcus held aloft his holy symbol and began to turn the foul creatures to wispy dust, one by one. I crushed the ego of the one on Higgins. Ee, Morwen, and Krynyn made quick work of the rest. Ee’s axe would often pass right through them, but Morwen’s and Krynyn’s blades never failed to strike true. Both seemed to have a ghostly glow about them. I guess they made sure they came prepared for this village. Not wanting to get caught from the ground again, we took to the air and headed toward the village, which lay now only 250 or so feet away. Higgins quickly healed himself and Morwen of the horrible, draining touch of the wraiths. Still moving unnaturally fast, we traveled almost half of the distance to the village when two huge humanoid creatures appeared in front of us and behind us, sending forth lots of evil, foul magic against us. Fortunatley, none of it had any immediate effect that I noticed, but I was somewhat distracted. Kyrnyn charged forward against the one in front. Before he could close, the creature grabbed his new blade from his hand and then crushed it to dust. I could hear Kyrnyn’s mental scream, a scream that I would have expected from Ee had Ee lost his axe (yet again). Kyrnyn whipped out his stoneblade and attacked the undead beast, seeming not to care now if he lived or died. Reading his thoughts, I could see that he thought he had failed his god, and now wished to redeem himself. I saw images of an Ettin swimming around in his single head. Ee fared better at our rear. He kept his hold on his axe, and managed to strike a few blows on the creature to our rear. Morwen joined Krynyn at the front, and the battle was joined. Higgins blessed one of his two shields and then enchanted it for Morwen. It flew to cover her, leaving her hands free for the fight. Higgins then turned his attention to the beast in front. He weaved his magic and then sent forth a wave of energy. It struck the front beast’s hide. The hide itself began to peel and crack, become as brittle as frozen glass, sharp shards sticking out every which way. Each blow against the beast now seemed to slice these shards deeply into its flesh, wounding it grieviously. “Use your silver!” Higgins shouted. I thought of my silver dagger, then felt better of it. I send forth a ray of disintegration against the beast to the rear. He shrugged it off, but not before losing the proverbial pound of flesh. I hit him with it once more as he sent an attack of his own my way. I easily shrugged off his magic, though I was curious what it was I just avoided. Higgins noted that both beasts were hard to find purchase with axes and swords, and so he prepared his curse to help. Despite there being only an hour left until dawn, it was clear it was going to be a long night. [/QUOTE]
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