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<blockquote data-quote="Sic_Pixie" data-source="post: 5987902" data-attributes="member: 52403"><p><strong>Shock: Sayuri covered in horse poop</strong></p><p></p><p>Following morning they mount up with a full belly and a packed lunch from the inn’s kitchen and start heading south; Thushmoor is only a short day’s ride so they take it easy. Grembor and Sayuri stike up conversations with passing travelers; mainly merchants and farmers heading to town to either buy or sell produce. About mid morning they see a troop of guards traveling the road keeping the peace and supposedly to keep any curious creatures at bay; Pringle is very offensive to the troop in one of the obscure languages he is fluent in; they wave and carry onwards. For some unknown reason Pringle seems to have become less inclined to obey the local institution and more inclined to breaking the rules. Possibly arresting him and throwing him in jail was not the best thing the guards of Carrion Crown could have done.</p><p></p><p>Anyway Pringle’s abuse of the innocent guards who are just doing their hazardous job for very little pay aside; by mid afternoon they walk their horses and one pony along the cobbled streets of Thrushmoor. As they enter they ask around for a stable and are directed to one close to the road in from the north. Heeling their horses forward they thank the local and find the stable with little trouble; Grembor feeling loquacious tells the party to stay outside as he dismounts and walks inside. The stable master is currently trying in vain to lift up a wagon and slip on a new wheel; as Grembor enters he smiles up at him and asks his business. Grembor asks if he has seen any strange riders in the past few days; they might have been in a hurry and come from the north. Shaking his head he responds in the negative and asks if Grembor could help him with his wagon as its way too heavy for just one old man. Grembor ever the amicable soul agrees and bends to help with the wagon.</p><p></p><p>Thankfully the knife sliding into his back misses his vital organs as he noticed the sudden movement from the apparently slow old man an instant prior to the thrust and moved slightly to one side. The poison runs rampant through his system draining some of his vitality while the assassin twists the knife searching for the heart it missed by the smallest of margins. Grembor feels the bone blade scoring along his heart but he moved just in time to prevent it from impaling it. With a gurgling scream he slumps to one side and rolls to his feet whipping out his sword and striking at the old man who now appears to be not that old after all. He is a tall lean man who was hunched up underneath his cloak; he is now wearing a bone half mask and is wielding a vicious looking bone dagger which is dripping venom onto the floor. His sword scores a thin line along the assassin’s arm and he receives an evil crooked smile for his efforts. A pair of ghoul’s spring from the hay upon the cart and tumble past him blocking off his escape route and they each slash claws across his arms and shoulders. He feels the lethargy of their poison trying vainly to overcome him but he shakes it off mainly due to his Elven resistance to such things. </p><p></p><p>Our erstwhile assassin pulls another dagger from a hidden sheath and leaps for Grembor driving his knives before him like small deadly lances; Grembor feels the pain as the blades strike opening wounds along his ribs and another one close to his neck; he screams for help and Sayuri comes to his rescue. She reacts first of all the ones hanging around outside and she moves quickly to the entrance of the stables. Seeing the pair of Ghoul’s she casts a minor spell which should cause them damage but the spell misses. Pringle slips from his horse monkey in hand and makes his way to the opening. Standing behind Sayuri he casts a scorching bar of flame towards one of the undead which again misses and sets the cart of hay alight which starts billowing smoke. The ghouls strike out with tooth and claw and rip holes in Grembor’s clothing, armor and skin but the effects of the poison are not affecting him although the damage is taking its toll. Zordlan approaches and stands before Sayuri his movement limited by the heavy armor he is wearing while Nashkar ever a slow mover regardless of what he is wearing moves to stand beside Pringle and channels positive energy as he can tell the stink of undead from several hundred feet away. The power heals up Grembor slightly and damages the undead a little as the weak positive energy flows around him. He is unsure why his channeling is weaker here but the effects don’t seem as dramatic as usual.</p><p></p><p>Our assassin tries vainly to impale Grembor’s kidneys but misses while Grembor backs away pulling out his bow; he fires a trio of arrows into our assassin’s chest; most are absorbed by the armor he is wearing and don’t do serious damage. Sayuri in a rare show of martial ability runs past the ghouls with a display of agility; avoiding the claws of the greedy beasts and finishes up next to our assassin and punches him in the jaw; he shakes his head to disperse the ringing and looks the newcomer up and down with a smile. One of the ghouls steps up behind Sayuri and with a vicious claw drives it into her back; its teeth manage to secure a hold on her shoulder and it shakes its head as it rips some skin free and gulps it down blood running down his face; the ghoul licks it’s lips and then starts sucking on one of his fingers coated in her blood. Sayuri staggers as the assault was not expected to be quite so vicious. The other Ghoul attacks Grembor causing some minor wounds. Zordlan seeing his ward is in danger runs into combat swinging his large sword; he connects to the ghoul who is still happily sucking Sayuri’s blood off his fingers and leaves a long gash along its back. The ghoul spins and bares its teeth at Zordlan hissing in anger as his moment of pleasure is interrupted by a sword swinging fool. Pringle fires off some force missiles which impact upon the ghoul attacking Sayuri; the missiles leave some bruises in their wake but he is still standing. Nashkar again channels some positive energy through the party and the ghouls; again this is not as powerful as it usually is and some of Sayuri’s wounds close and stop bleeding as do Grembor’s. The two ghouls take some damage but not enough to hinder them as they hiss at the pain of the energy’s aftermath.</p><p></p><p>Grinning the assassin sinks both of his daggers into Sayuri’s chest where they remain for a short while; Sayuri does not seem to be able to draw breath as blood wells up in her throat and bursts from her moth in a fountain of gore which renders the pale mask a more disturbing look as it’s now streaked with her blood. The pair of daggers are removed with a soft sucking sound as her lungs try to draw in air from the now open wounds in her chest as Sayuri slumps to the ground gasping her last breath. The ghouls now turn on Zordlan and Grembor; their claws and fangs trying vainly to rip through Zordlan’s full plate and having an easier time of it separating Grembor from his vitality as his light armor is no match for their steel hard claws. Zordlan unleashes a flurry of hits against the ghoul attacking him and leaves a pair of large slices in its diseased skin. Pringle sends another torrent of force missiles at the ghoul on Zordlan and it sinks to the floor happy as it remembers the last meal it had and it was good and bloody. Nashkar channels energy through the party again sending the ghoul squealing to the floor as its skin smokes and burns from Sarenrae’s power; this also has the added benefit of closing many of Sayuri’s wounds and she draws in a shuddering breath spitting out blood and bits of lung onto the floor. She feels very weak from the experience and lying on the floor in all the horse excrement is a novelty to her.</p><p></p><p>The Assassin leaps for Zordlan hoping to duplicate his attack from previously but his blows bounce off his solid armor; Sayuri remains on the floor spitting up blood while Grembor looses a trio of arrows into his side which is quickly followed by a pair of hits from Zordlan which cause him to stagger back collapsing to the floor as his life blood gushes out and joins the flow of horse piss into the street.</p><p></p><p>Zordlan in an uncharacteristic lack of regard for Sayuri pounces on the body and quickly strips it of anything remotely interesting to the amazement of Grembor and Pringle. He then approaches Sayuri and helps her to her feet while throwing a small portion of the loot to Grembor and Nashkar. They head off in search of an Inn to spend the night in. Luckily for them there is one across the street which seems to be acceptable; they stagger inside and order rooms, bath and food but not in that order. Sayrui quickly heads to the bath house while Grembor and Pringle remain outside in shock at the current turn of events as Nashkar picking up the pouch of money follows them inside to make himself comfortable.</p><p></p><p>Grembor does another search of the body while Pringle looks to the three bottles Sayuri left them; Grembor finds nothing more of interest. Apparently being a genius does not also deliver a dose of common sense as Pringle sips one of the bottles and has to fight off the powerful poison it contains and he vomits the contents of his stomach into the hay. Grembor grabs a bucket and douses the smoldering hay in the cart before it startles the horses any more. He then does a search of the stables finding a desk in the back with a ledger open lying upon it. Searching through the ledger he notices that the back page has been ripped out and that recently a pair of pale horses was exchanged for a pair of piebald mares each with the stables symbol upon them. Tucking away this information they walk to the Inn and question the barkeep regarding strangers hereabouts. After spending a vast amount of money on a poor bottle of wine they soon hear that a couple of dark riders came to the stables recently; one rode off down the bay to Illmarsh while the other rode off to an unknown destination. Sayuri returning from her bath buys everyone food and a nice bottle of wine and they sit down to eat an early dinner while they sort through the items they recoverd.</p><p></p><p>The night passes uneventfully and they have a good evening of sleep.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Sic_Pixie, post: 5987902, member: 52403"] [b]Shock: Sayuri covered in horse poop[/b] Following morning they mount up with a full belly and a packed lunch from the inn’s kitchen and start heading south; Thushmoor is only a short day’s ride so they take it easy. Grembor and Sayuri stike up conversations with passing travelers; mainly merchants and farmers heading to town to either buy or sell produce. About mid morning they see a troop of guards traveling the road keeping the peace and supposedly to keep any curious creatures at bay; Pringle is very offensive to the troop in one of the obscure languages he is fluent in; they wave and carry onwards. For some unknown reason Pringle seems to have become less inclined to obey the local institution and more inclined to breaking the rules. Possibly arresting him and throwing him in jail was not the best thing the guards of Carrion Crown could have done. Anyway Pringle’s abuse of the innocent guards who are just doing their hazardous job for very little pay aside; by mid afternoon they walk their horses and one pony along the cobbled streets of Thrushmoor. As they enter they ask around for a stable and are directed to one close to the road in from the north. Heeling their horses forward they thank the local and find the stable with little trouble; Grembor feeling loquacious tells the party to stay outside as he dismounts and walks inside. The stable master is currently trying in vain to lift up a wagon and slip on a new wheel; as Grembor enters he smiles up at him and asks his business. Grembor asks if he has seen any strange riders in the past few days; they might have been in a hurry and come from the north. Shaking his head he responds in the negative and asks if Grembor could help him with his wagon as its way too heavy for just one old man. Grembor ever the amicable soul agrees and bends to help with the wagon. Thankfully the knife sliding into his back misses his vital organs as he noticed the sudden movement from the apparently slow old man an instant prior to the thrust and moved slightly to one side. The poison runs rampant through his system draining some of his vitality while the assassin twists the knife searching for the heart it missed by the smallest of margins. Grembor feels the bone blade scoring along his heart but he moved just in time to prevent it from impaling it. With a gurgling scream he slumps to one side and rolls to his feet whipping out his sword and striking at the old man who now appears to be not that old after all. He is a tall lean man who was hunched up underneath his cloak; he is now wearing a bone half mask and is wielding a vicious looking bone dagger which is dripping venom onto the floor. His sword scores a thin line along the assassin’s arm and he receives an evil crooked smile for his efforts. A pair of ghoul’s spring from the hay upon the cart and tumble past him blocking off his escape route and they each slash claws across his arms and shoulders. He feels the lethargy of their poison trying vainly to overcome him but he shakes it off mainly due to his Elven resistance to such things. Our erstwhile assassin pulls another dagger from a hidden sheath and leaps for Grembor driving his knives before him like small deadly lances; Grembor feels the pain as the blades strike opening wounds along his ribs and another one close to his neck; he screams for help and Sayuri comes to his rescue. She reacts first of all the ones hanging around outside and she moves quickly to the entrance of the stables. Seeing the pair of Ghoul’s she casts a minor spell which should cause them damage but the spell misses. Pringle slips from his horse monkey in hand and makes his way to the opening. Standing behind Sayuri he casts a scorching bar of flame towards one of the undead which again misses and sets the cart of hay alight which starts billowing smoke. The ghouls strike out with tooth and claw and rip holes in Grembor’s clothing, armor and skin but the effects of the poison are not affecting him although the damage is taking its toll. Zordlan approaches and stands before Sayuri his movement limited by the heavy armor he is wearing while Nashkar ever a slow mover regardless of what he is wearing moves to stand beside Pringle and channels positive energy as he can tell the stink of undead from several hundred feet away. The power heals up Grembor slightly and damages the undead a little as the weak positive energy flows around him. He is unsure why his channeling is weaker here but the effects don’t seem as dramatic as usual. Our assassin tries vainly to impale Grembor’s kidneys but misses while Grembor backs away pulling out his bow; he fires a trio of arrows into our assassin’s chest; most are absorbed by the armor he is wearing and don’t do serious damage. Sayuri in a rare show of martial ability runs past the ghouls with a display of agility; avoiding the claws of the greedy beasts and finishes up next to our assassin and punches him in the jaw; he shakes his head to disperse the ringing and looks the newcomer up and down with a smile. One of the ghouls steps up behind Sayuri and with a vicious claw drives it into her back; its teeth manage to secure a hold on her shoulder and it shakes its head as it rips some skin free and gulps it down blood running down his face; the ghoul licks it’s lips and then starts sucking on one of his fingers coated in her blood. Sayuri staggers as the assault was not expected to be quite so vicious. The other Ghoul attacks Grembor causing some minor wounds. Zordlan seeing his ward is in danger runs into combat swinging his large sword; he connects to the ghoul who is still happily sucking Sayuri’s blood off his fingers and leaves a long gash along its back. The ghoul spins and bares its teeth at Zordlan hissing in anger as his moment of pleasure is interrupted by a sword swinging fool. Pringle fires off some force missiles which impact upon the ghoul attacking Sayuri; the missiles leave some bruises in their wake but he is still standing. Nashkar again channels some positive energy through the party and the ghouls; again this is not as powerful as it usually is and some of Sayuri’s wounds close and stop bleeding as do Grembor’s. The two ghouls take some damage but not enough to hinder them as they hiss at the pain of the energy’s aftermath. Grinning the assassin sinks both of his daggers into Sayuri’s chest where they remain for a short while; Sayuri does not seem to be able to draw breath as blood wells up in her throat and bursts from her moth in a fountain of gore which renders the pale mask a more disturbing look as it’s now streaked with her blood. The pair of daggers are removed with a soft sucking sound as her lungs try to draw in air from the now open wounds in her chest as Sayuri slumps to the ground gasping her last breath. The ghouls now turn on Zordlan and Grembor; their claws and fangs trying vainly to rip through Zordlan’s full plate and having an easier time of it separating Grembor from his vitality as his light armor is no match for their steel hard claws. Zordlan unleashes a flurry of hits against the ghoul attacking him and leaves a pair of large slices in its diseased skin. Pringle sends another torrent of force missiles at the ghoul on Zordlan and it sinks to the floor happy as it remembers the last meal it had and it was good and bloody. Nashkar channels energy through the party again sending the ghoul squealing to the floor as its skin smokes and burns from Sarenrae’s power; this also has the added benefit of closing many of Sayuri’s wounds and she draws in a shuddering breath spitting out blood and bits of lung onto the floor. She feels very weak from the experience and lying on the floor in all the horse excrement is a novelty to her. The Assassin leaps for Zordlan hoping to duplicate his attack from previously but his blows bounce off his solid armor; Sayuri remains on the floor spitting up blood while Grembor looses a trio of arrows into his side which is quickly followed by a pair of hits from Zordlan which cause him to stagger back collapsing to the floor as his life blood gushes out and joins the flow of horse piss into the street. Zordlan in an uncharacteristic lack of regard for Sayuri pounces on the body and quickly strips it of anything remotely interesting to the amazement of Grembor and Pringle. He then approaches Sayuri and helps her to her feet while throwing a small portion of the loot to Grembor and Nashkar. They head off in search of an Inn to spend the night in. Luckily for them there is one across the street which seems to be acceptable; they stagger inside and order rooms, bath and food but not in that order. Sayrui quickly heads to the bath house while Grembor and Pringle remain outside in shock at the current turn of events as Nashkar picking up the pouch of money follows them inside to make himself comfortable. Grembor does another search of the body while Pringle looks to the three bottles Sayuri left them; Grembor finds nothing more of interest. Apparently being a genius does not also deliver a dose of common sense as Pringle sips one of the bottles and has to fight off the powerful poison it contains and he vomits the contents of his stomach into the hay. Grembor grabs a bucket and douses the smoldering hay in the cart before it startles the horses any more. He then does a search of the stables finding a desk in the back with a ledger open lying upon it. Searching through the ledger he notices that the back page has been ripped out and that recently a pair of pale horses was exchanged for a pair of piebald mares each with the stables symbol upon them. Tucking away this information they walk to the Inn and question the barkeep regarding strangers hereabouts. After spending a vast amount of money on a poor bottle of wine they soon hear that a couple of dark riders came to the stables recently; one rode off down the bay to Illmarsh while the other rode off to an unknown destination. Sayuri returning from her bath buys everyone food and a nice bottle of wine and they sit down to eat an early dinner while they sort through the items they recoverd. The night passes uneventfully and they have a good evening of sleep. [/QUOTE]
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