Rhun's Weekend Game - Dwellers of the Forbidden City - IC Thread

[Shayuri]

Talshia nods, glancing nervously at Horan's compound.

"Agreed...but let's keep a low profile, at least until we've some distance from Horan. He may send out more patrols for a time once that bugbear reports."

 

[Kobold Stew]

"Talshia, this is your exercise. It was you who decided on this approach -- hunting out these mongrelmen and recruiting their assistance. You must lead us. If we cannot make progress at a crossroads... *sigh* If no one will take us to them, then I suggest we go back and attack."

 

[Shayuri]

Talshia nods. "As you wish. We go north. The blackscales to the east means the mongrelmen are most likely to the north and west. We'll start by going north, then turn west, and that way map the extent of this place."

Without further comment, she proceeds to start up the north passage.

 

[Rhun]

Your group continues up the avenue to the north, searching for the mongrelman. You soon find the road narrowing into an alley, and soon after that find yourselves in a section of city that appears to be extremely rundown. There is more rubble than elsewhere, piled higher than your heads. Trails weave through the rubble and buildings, and your entry is greeted by a number of mournful animal calls...they sound as though they are perhaps some type of birdcall, though know one in the party (not even Sandor) can say exactly what is making them.

 

[Kobold Stew]

Sandor holds his spear firmly in one hand, his wolf trotting beside him.

 

[Voidrazor]

"Call me paranoid, but I think we've been noticed. Perhaps we should wait here for a minute to see if they come out to us. Less intrusive that way."

 

[Rhun]

You don't have to wait long to be greeted. A group of four humanoid creatures approaches you from around a pile of rubble ahead. They all stand roughly the size of a human, with muscular builds beneath the layers of dirty rags they seem to be dressed in. They wear cowls and hoods, concealing their faces.Although they to carry crude cudgels in hand, they are not brandishing them in a threatening manner.

Looking back, you note that two more of the creatures, completely silently, have moved up behind you.

 

[industrygothica]

"Hail fellow," Abel says with a smile. "Or fellows," he adds upon seeing the others arrive behind them. "Well met."

 

[Rhun]

The four humanoids in front of you break into a discussion at Abel's words, their language seemingly consisting of yips, growls, and other animal-like sounds. After several seconds of this, one points a scaly, bent finger toward you. He speaks broken common, his voice thick and animalistic. "Who you? Why come here?"

 

[Shayuri]

Talshia nods at Abel, holding her hands out to keep them visible.

"We have come to speak to you...we have heard you are the enemies of the wizard Horan. We oppose him too. It is our hope that those of us who share enemies..." she motions towards the men, and then towards herself, "...could become friends."