Rise of the Empire

ravos20

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As the lizardman finishes helping Hearon with is armor, you can see his agitation at the wasted time by his skin subtly changing color from dark browns to dark reds.

"Let us begin this flight"
 

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NarlethDrider

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The spiraling stair case finally ends in a large room (50ft X 50ft w/15ft high ceiling). Along the far wall a 5ft wide ramp runs up to a trap door in the ceiling. Other than several large beetles climbing on the walls, only an ancient weapons rack populates the room. Within the rack are several ancient weapons, a ‘care package’ left over from the war with the dalkyer.
Within the rack are the following all of ancient make (*=good or usable condition/ #=poor condition):
*Mighty composite short bow (+2 strength)
#Long bow
*(2)Masterwork bastardsword
*(20)masterwork arrows
#(20)arrows (shafts rotten/arrowheads still good)
#(5)spears
*(2)50ft rope
Rotten bag w/*(30)Caltrops
*(3)Med. Sized bags of an Unknown leather material (contents are dust & bits of unrecognizable stuff, though three vials of green liquid is mixed in w/the dust.)

The groups move towards the ramp as Yaggl speaks, “Once we get on top, I will signal for our ride…” A ghostly apparition appears beside Yaggl, “Ware! The tree is beseiged!” It then disappears. Yaggl addresses the group, “Up to the ‘roof’! You may take anything from the rack, the dead no longer need it.”

OOC: I dont mind the DM 'prods to action' :D , but do the prodding on the occ thread :p
 
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ravos20

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(sorrry, im new at this :) )

"Don't mind if i do"

Eqastra picks up a bag and stuffs the rope into it. After searching the bag, he looks curiously at the vial of green liquid.

"What is thiss?", he asks Yaggl. He takes the vail out of the bag and presents it before the white goblin.
 



Captain Tagon

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Jasek glances over at the rack of equipment and decides he doesn't need any of it. He then turns to face Yaggl.

"So where exactly are we heading?"
 

NarlethDrider

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The so called roof of the ancient tree is open to the night sky. A five-&-a-half-foot (twelve inch thick) wooden wall encircles the perimeter of the roof. Several wooden benches are spaced along the wall giving a ‘perch’ for those of shorter stature.

The night is filled with a mixture of sounds. The sound of goblinoids yelling mixed with the clash of steel. The crackle of fire intermixed with a strange clicking sound. Once you peek over the wall a disturbing vision meets your gaze. A mix of bugbears, goblins, & hobgoblins numbering over two score march on the tree. Two giant fire beetles, guided by their bugbear riders, spray burning liquid on the thorny growths that cover the ground; making room for the advancing horde. A small band from this group has engaged several skeletal hobgoblins that have emerged from the tree. None seem to notice the group on top of the tree.


Yaggl takes a small vial out of his robes’ the liquid within seems to be a mixture of red, orange, & magenta (all of a bright hue), “Once I break this, a flare will go to signal our ride. Of course, it will also draw unwanted attention to use. Someone check the wall to make sure there are no breechable areas.”
 


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