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<blockquote data-quote="Hairy Minotaur" data-source="post: 3545063" data-attributes="member: 11574"><p><strong>What about Bob?</strong></p><p></p><p>Menthos gets dressed and joins the rest of the party who are eating breakfast, he grabs an empty chair and forces his way in-between Haimish and Kessen.</p><p></p><p>“What is your problem?” Kessen rattles off</p><p></p><p>Ignoring him Menthos whispers to Haimish, “We have a problem.”</p><p></p><p>“Yeah? You want to do this now? Can I get my shield and sword upstairs first or are you going to make me kick your ass barehanded?” Haimish responds softly</p><p></p><p>“What?” Menthos blurts, taken aback by the bard’s comment</p><p></p><p>“I’m just joking with you, you know? I’m a bard I tell jokes and juggle things for money, I’m no paladin.” Haimish answers</p><p></p><p>“Well, you might want to look into it; Xanthos is being hunted by the assassin’s guild.” Menthos lays it out for Haimish</p><p></p><p>“Pfft. Big surprise there, Lord Burghondy probably contracted the entire guild after him.” Haimish replied</p><p></p><p>Although Menthos hadn’t said it yet, Haimish’s mind had already worked out what Menthos replied with, “There is no collateral damage cap for that guild, if you’re with him when they strike, you’ll be killed as well.” Menthos retorted</p><p></p><p>“MM HMM, does he know?” Haimish inquires</p><p></p><p>“I don’t think so, but I do think they know where he is.” Menthos responds</p><p></p><p>“Wait, how do you know about this?” Haimish asks</p><p></p><p>“Helle told me.” Menthos answers</p><p></p><p>“How does he know?” Haimish asks, he voice getting louder with each reply</p><p></p><p>“Good question, however I really didn’t want to explore that line of questioning with him in light of recent events.” Menthos answers</p><p></p><p>Haimish stares into the teifling’s red coal eyes, hoping for an elaboration. When it becomes apparent none would be forthcoming, Haimish lowers his eyes and replies, “We’ll have to make a decision.”</p><p></p><p>“I’ve already made mine; you can form one on your own. I’m not living my life scared spitless inside this temple waiting for them to pick me off.” Menthos states</p><p></p><p>“You’re going to fight them then?” Haimish inquires, impressed with the warlock’s bravado</p><p></p><p>“Hell no, I’m getting out of this town.” Menthos answers then unseats himself and finds a washroom to clean himself up in.</p><p></p><p>Haimish stands up at the table and clears his throat to address the remaining party members, “Friends, acquaintances, people who I only know by smell, it has come to my attention that one of us has been marked for death. While some of you may or may not be surprised by that, I assure you that it’s probably not who you think it is.” Haimish says staring at Kessen</p><p></p><p>“If we leave here with the marked person, we’ll all be killed if we get in the way.” Haimish continues</p><p></p><p>“Uh, shouldn’t we be going to the Courts with this information?” Xanthos asks</p><p></p><p>“Why? If it’s a legal contract then the judge would have you executed while you stand in his courtroom and you would have only saved the guild the trouble of finding you.” Helle interjects</p><p></p><p>“What kind of justice is that? Seems heavy handed to me.” Turgar speaks</p><p></p><p>“Welcome to Maal.” Answers Helle</p><p></p><p>“Who is it? Who’s do I need to push Menthos in front of so he gets killed as well?” Kessen inquires</p><p></p><p>“Does it matter? We’ve all known each other long enough that I think we would not want something bad to happen to any one of us.” Haimish advises</p><p></p><p>“Well, if it’s Menthos, I’m all for alerting the guild of his exact bedroom location.” Kessen announces</p><p></p><p>“As do I, his friends leave a burning taste in the mouth.” Xanthos adds</p><p></p><p>“That’s surprising, considering it was Menthos who told me the guild was looking for you Xanthos.” Haimish gushes before his brain can get his mouth closed</p><p></p><p>“What! Me? Why would they be looking for me unless one of you has been backstabbing us all along?” Xanthos erupts from his chair and slams his fist to the table</p><p></p><p>“Are you serious? Who went and tried to talk to the platinum lord? Who’s been talking to the constables? Who tried to get a meeting set up with the thieves’ guild? Not any of the rest of us.” Haimish answers</p><p></p><p>“Yeah, even Doopa know you don’t poke snake then blame it when you get bit. ‘Course Doopa smash snake after it bites, but not out of disbelief of its actions.” Doopa states</p><p></p><p>“When did you grow a brain?” Kessen says to Doopa, “Besides, you should all feel grateful that Xanthos had the courage to follow up on those leads. While you guys were all hawing over your kill, Xanthos was out there trying to find the why.” Kessen defends the shifter</p><p></p><p>Menthos however could not locate a washroom; he did however find a small tub of water on an altar in a priest’s room and washed his face and hands in that water. He then made his way back to the group and found them arguing amongst themselves.</p><p></p><p>“Who’s up for some more searches and rescues?” Menthos announces</p><p></p><p>Haimish acknowledges the warlock and leave the argument, soon followed by the rest of the party one by one. </p><p></p><p>“Where did you go this morning? Off to tell the assassin’s guild where Xanthos is?” Kessen accuses</p><p></p><p>Menthos stops in his tracks and turns on Kessen, “No, I had to wash my face, it took a while to find a basin of water, luckily some priest had a bowl up on his personal altar in his room.” </p><p></p><p>“You realize that was holy water you just ruined?” Turgar asks</p><p></p><p>“Really? I wondered why it tingled a little; I probably shouldn’t have rinsed my mouth out with the water then. Or used his raiment to wash some body parts clean.” Menthos admits</p><p></p><p>“You’re going to hell with open arms.” Kessen points out</p><p></p><p>“If it gives good hugs, I’m there!” Menthos admits</p><p></p><p>The party makes their way down to the cellars and locates two surviving members of one of the initial Kador search parties that were trapped by the flying snake creature. The party points out the way to the exit and continues onward, finally locating another set of stairs going further down. They traverse these stairs and come upon a twisting mass of catacombs that stretch out like impact fractures.</p><p></p><p>“This looks like a sewer system, smells like one too.” Kessen advises</p><p></p><p>“Are you sure this is under Kador control? This seems like a sewer just as Kessen states.” Xanthos adds</p><p></p><p>“Why would they lie? Besides I’m committed to finding the second group of priests anyway.” Menthos replies</p><p></p><p> The party lets Kessen, the scout, randomly pick a tunnel as the seepage has ruined any tracks he might have been able to find. Heading off in that direction the party passes up several intersections and causeways that give Xanthos a growing feeling of concern.</p><p></p><p>“Shouldn’t we be marking which tunnels we’re in so we don’t keep going in circles?” The shifter asks</p><p></p><p>“Why? Don’t trust the scout to know where he’s going?” Kessen lashes back</p><p></p><p>“It’s not that, just that all of these tunnels look alike, I can’t tell which way is north.” Xanthos admits</p><p></p><p>“You don’t need to know which way is north, only which way is up. That’s the most important.” Kessen advises</p><p></p><p>“Well, what if you want to know which way is out?” Turgar asks</p><p></p><p>“That’s back that way.” A strange voice announces</p><p></p><p>The party scrambles for defensive positioning as Menthos runs to the side of the party opposite from where the voice came from and Kessen draws two arrow and pulls back on the bowstring ready to let them fly. Xanthos shifts into a tiger ready to pounce on whatever moves. The two ogres both try to charge the voice, however their girths won’t fit in the tunnel simultaneously and they get stuck as a green skinned reptile eyed male steps forward.</p><p></p><p>“Do not be alarmed, I merely seek to leave this wretched place as well.” The stranger states</p><p></p><p>“We’re under orders, to whom are you affiliated with?” Menthos asks</p><p></p><p>“I own allegiance only to myself, perhaps we can find the way together?” the stranger says</p><p></p><p>“Who is it you know the way but can’t find it?” Haimish asks</p><p></p><p>“Ooh, good question Hammy.” Menthos says</p><p></p><p>“Your party seems lacking in the trap removal skill set, maybe we started out on the wrong foot? Hello, my name is Bob and I am a fellow traveler.” Bob offers his hand to shake</p><p></p><p>“Well, you seem trustworthy, join our cause.” Xanthos states</p><p></p><p>“Really?” Bob answers shockingly</p><p></p><p>“No. Kill the assassin!” Xanthos screams as a black whip cracks from behind the party, ripping into Haimish’s chain shirt and gouging out a trench in his back.</p><p></p><p>“Ambush!” Haimish gets out as a greataxe wielding, silver haired orc rushes the two ogres. The orc slams the weapon into the shoulder of Turgar and the dragon shaman is forcibly dislodged from his stuck position next to Doopa. </p><p></p><p>“Protect Xanthos!” Kessen calls out and lets his arrows fly towards the orc. The beast swats them aside with his axe.</p><p></p><p>Bob casts <em>light</em> and illuminates the passageway, revealing the wielder of the whip as a drow dressed in all black. The drow covers his eyes from the glow and shadow jumps next to Xanthos and jabs a dripping dagger into the shifter’s ribs. The world spins as the poison takes hold and Xanthos passes out.</p><p></p><p>Turgar grasps his shoulder and activates his healing aura, long enough to get slow the blood flow before the orc brings his axe to bear upon Turgar’s shoulder again, this time cutting all the way to the bone and rendering Turgar’s right arm useless.</p><p></p><p>Doopa sets up to meet the orc threat, “Hey, silverback. I got a banana for you.” Doopa’s club slams into the left knee of the orc and bounces off in a sick thud. Doopa could almost imagine the bruise forming from the internal bleeding and a prideful smile broke out upon his face. Until the drow shadow jumped again into the back of Doopa with another dagger, Doopa tried to wrench the blade from his back but couldn’t quite reach it.</p><p></p><p>This of course caused his attentions to turn away from the orc and his massive cutting tool that it used to plow a row through Doopa’s abdomen. Doopa tried to double over in pain, but the placement of the dagger caused him to tear through back muscles as he bent over, sending pain up through his back and forcing him to stand straight up again and pump even more blood from his stomach wound.</p><p></p><p>Menthos fired off an eldritch blast into the orc, as Kessen launched two more arrows, both hit this time. Haimish charged the drow and managed to whack it’s face with his shield, causing the assassin to shadow jump back behind the orc and crack it’s whip into the shoulder of the upright Doopa, the whip was fashioned with barbs, glass, small razors, and thorns and tore off flesh as it retreated back to the drow. Doopa slumped against the near wall as the he felt the strength drain away from his back and stomach and now his shoulder burned hot with the open wound caused by the whip.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Hairy Minotaur, post: 3545063, member: 11574"] [b]What about Bob?[/b] Menthos gets dressed and joins the rest of the party who are eating breakfast, he grabs an empty chair and forces his way in-between Haimish and Kessen. “What is your problem?” Kessen rattles off Ignoring him Menthos whispers to Haimish, “We have a problem.” “Yeah? You want to do this now? Can I get my shield and sword upstairs first or are you going to make me kick your ass barehanded?” Haimish responds softly “What?” Menthos blurts, taken aback by the bard’s comment “I’m just joking with you, you know? I’m a bard I tell jokes and juggle things for money, I’m no paladin.” Haimish answers “Well, you might want to look into it; Xanthos is being hunted by the assassin’s guild.” Menthos lays it out for Haimish “Pfft. Big surprise there, Lord Burghondy probably contracted the entire guild after him.” Haimish replied Although Menthos hadn’t said it yet, Haimish’s mind had already worked out what Menthos replied with, “There is no collateral damage cap for that guild, if you’re with him when they strike, you’ll be killed as well.” Menthos retorted “MM HMM, does he know?” Haimish inquires “I don’t think so, but I do think they know where he is.” Menthos responds “Wait, how do you know about this?” Haimish asks “Helle told me.” Menthos answers “How does he know?” Haimish asks, he voice getting louder with each reply “Good question, however I really didn’t want to explore that line of questioning with him in light of recent events.” Menthos answers Haimish stares into the teifling’s red coal eyes, hoping for an elaboration. When it becomes apparent none would be forthcoming, Haimish lowers his eyes and replies, “We’ll have to make a decision.” “I’ve already made mine; you can form one on your own. I’m not living my life scared spitless inside this temple waiting for them to pick me off.” Menthos states “You’re going to fight them then?” Haimish inquires, impressed with the warlock’s bravado “Hell no, I’m getting out of this town.” Menthos answers then unseats himself and finds a washroom to clean himself up in. Haimish stands up at the table and clears his throat to address the remaining party members, “Friends, acquaintances, people who I only know by smell, it has come to my attention that one of us has been marked for death. While some of you may or may not be surprised by that, I assure you that it’s probably not who you think it is.” Haimish says staring at Kessen “If we leave here with the marked person, we’ll all be killed if we get in the way.” Haimish continues “Uh, shouldn’t we be going to the Courts with this information?” Xanthos asks “Why? If it’s a legal contract then the judge would have you executed while you stand in his courtroom and you would have only saved the guild the trouble of finding you.” Helle interjects “What kind of justice is that? Seems heavy handed to me.” Turgar speaks “Welcome to Maal.” Answers Helle “Who is it? Who’s do I need to push Menthos in front of so he gets killed as well?” Kessen inquires “Does it matter? We’ve all known each other long enough that I think we would not want something bad to happen to any one of us.” Haimish advises “Well, if it’s Menthos, I’m all for alerting the guild of his exact bedroom location.” Kessen announces “As do I, his friends leave a burning taste in the mouth.” Xanthos adds “That’s surprising, considering it was Menthos who told me the guild was looking for you Xanthos.” Haimish gushes before his brain can get his mouth closed “What! Me? Why would they be looking for me unless one of you has been backstabbing us all along?” Xanthos erupts from his chair and slams his fist to the table “Are you serious? Who went and tried to talk to the platinum lord? Who’s been talking to the constables? Who tried to get a meeting set up with the thieves’ guild? Not any of the rest of us.” Haimish answers “Yeah, even Doopa know you don’t poke snake then blame it when you get bit. ‘Course Doopa smash snake after it bites, but not out of disbelief of its actions.” Doopa states “When did you grow a brain?” Kessen says to Doopa, “Besides, you should all feel grateful that Xanthos had the courage to follow up on those leads. While you guys were all hawing over your kill, Xanthos was out there trying to find the why.” Kessen defends the shifter Menthos however could not locate a washroom; he did however find a small tub of water on an altar in a priest’s room and washed his face and hands in that water. He then made his way back to the group and found them arguing amongst themselves. “Who’s up for some more searches and rescues?” Menthos announces Haimish acknowledges the warlock and leave the argument, soon followed by the rest of the party one by one. “Where did you go this morning? Off to tell the assassin’s guild where Xanthos is?” Kessen accuses Menthos stops in his tracks and turns on Kessen, “No, I had to wash my face, it took a while to find a basin of water, luckily some priest had a bowl up on his personal altar in his room.” “You realize that was holy water you just ruined?” Turgar asks “Really? I wondered why it tingled a little; I probably shouldn’t have rinsed my mouth out with the water then. Or used his raiment to wash some body parts clean.” Menthos admits “You’re going to hell with open arms.” Kessen points out “If it gives good hugs, I’m there!” Menthos admits The party makes their way down to the cellars and locates two surviving members of one of the initial Kador search parties that were trapped by the flying snake creature. The party points out the way to the exit and continues onward, finally locating another set of stairs going further down. They traverse these stairs and come upon a twisting mass of catacombs that stretch out like impact fractures. “This looks like a sewer system, smells like one too.” Kessen advises “Are you sure this is under Kador control? This seems like a sewer just as Kessen states.” Xanthos adds “Why would they lie? Besides I’m committed to finding the second group of priests anyway.” Menthos replies The party lets Kessen, the scout, randomly pick a tunnel as the seepage has ruined any tracks he might have been able to find. Heading off in that direction the party passes up several intersections and causeways that give Xanthos a growing feeling of concern. “Shouldn’t we be marking which tunnels we’re in so we don’t keep going in circles?” The shifter asks “Why? Don’t trust the scout to know where he’s going?” Kessen lashes back “It’s not that, just that all of these tunnels look alike, I can’t tell which way is north.” Xanthos admits “You don’t need to know which way is north, only which way is up. That’s the most important.” Kessen advises “Well, what if you want to know which way is out?” Turgar asks “That’s back that way.” A strange voice announces The party scrambles for defensive positioning as Menthos runs to the side of the party opposite from where the voice came from and Kessen draws two arrow and pulls back on the bowstring ready to let them fly. Xanthos shifts into a tiger ready to pounce on whatever moves. The two ogres both try to charge the voice, however their girths won’t fit in the tunnel simultaneously and they get stuck as a green skinned reptile eyed male steps forward. “Do not be alarmed, I merely seek to leave this wretched place as well.” The stranger states “We’re under orders, to whom are you affiliated with?” Menthos asks “I own allegiance only to myself, perhaps we can find the way together?” the stranger says “Who is it you know the way but can’t find it?” Haimish asks “Ooh, good question Hammy.” Menthos says “Your party seems lacking in the trap removal skill set, maybe we started out on the wrong foot? Hello, my name is Bob and I am a fellow traveler.” Bob offers his hand to shake “Well, you seem trustworthy, join our cause.” Xanthos states “Really?” Bob answers shockingly “No. Kill the assassin!” Xanthos screams as a black whip cracks from behind the party, ripping into Haimish’s chain shirt and gouging out a trench in his back. “Ambush!” Haimish gets out as a greataxe wielding, silver haired orc rushes the two ogres. The orc slams the weapon into the shoulder of Turgar and the dragon shaman is forcibly dislodged from his stuck position next to Doopa. “Protect Xanthos!” Kessen calls out and lets his arrows fly towards the orc. The beast swats them aside with his axe. Bob casts [I]light[/I] and illuminates the passageway, revealing the wielder of the whip as a drow dressed in all black. The drow covers his eyes from the glow and shadow jumps next to Xanthos and jabs a dripping dagger into the shifter’s ribs. The world spins as the poison takes hold and Xanthos passes out. Turgar grasps his shoulder and activates his healing aura, long enough to get slow the blood flow before the orc brings his axe to bear upon Turgar’s shoulder again, this time cutting all the way to the bone and rendering Turgar’s right arm useless. Doopa sets up to meet the orc threat, “Hey, silverback. I got a banana for you.” Doopa’s club slams into the left knee of the orc and bounces off in a sick thud. Doopa could almost imagine the bruise forming from the internal bleeding and a prideful smile broke out upon his face. Until the drow shadow jumped again into the back of Doopa with another dagger, Doopa tried to wrench the blade from his back but couldn’t quite reach it. This of course caused his attentions to turn away from the orc and his massive cutting tool that it used to plow a row through Doopa’s abdomen. Doopa tried to double over in pain, but the placement of the dagger caused him to tear through back muscles as he bent over, sending pain up through his back and forcing him to stand straight up again and pump even more blood from his stomach wound. Menthos fired off an eldritch blast into the orc, as Kessen launched two more arrows, both hit this time. Haimish charged the drow and managed to whack it’s face with his shield, causing the assassin to shadow jump back behind the orc and crack it’s whip into the shoulder of the upright Doopa, the whip was fashioned with barbs, glass, small razors, and thorns and tore off flesh as it retreated back to the drow. Doopa slumped against the near wall as the he felt the strength drain away from his back and stomach and now his shoulder burned hot with the open wound caused by the whip. [/QUOTE]
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