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<blockquote data-quote="Hairy Minotaur" data-source="post: 3574623" data-attributes="member: 11574"><p><strong>Nudge, nudge. Wink, wink.</strong></p><p></p><p>Bob reaches out and presses his hand into the wound on Doopa’s shoulder, Doopa quickly reaches up to shove the hand away however another assault by the orc assassin causes Doopa to deflect the battle axe blow instead. Warm healing magic pours into the wound and soon the shoulder is nearly healed. </p><p></p><p>Menthos launches another eldritch blast into the burly orc, giving the beast a clear burn mark in the middle of its abdomen just above the navel. Haimish advances to Xanthos and staunches the bleeding as best he can. </p><p></p><p>The drow shadow jumps to the rear of the party again and lashes at Menthos, but fails to connect. Haimish moves on to Turgar and tourniquets his shoulder and gives the ogre mouth to mouth trying to resuscitate the dragon shaman. Doopa feels his strength return in his damaged shoulder and switches on his internal rage-o-meter into high gear. His breaths come in greats heaves and he begins to foam at the mouth as his chest puffs up like a toad’s throat as it calls for his mate, so does the barbarian call for his – War.</p><p></p><p>Doopa begins swinging wildly across the corridor, catching the orc off guard. The assassin begins to back peddle and recognizing his vulnerability, using his knowledge of tender spots, Menthos slams another eldritch blast into the face of the orc this time. Temporarily blinding the assassin, that’s all the opening Doopa needed as the ogre soon reduces the orc to a bloody pool of pus. </p><p></p><p>“AAARRRGGGGHHHHH!!!!!!!!! Doopa is mightiest!!!!” The ogre shouts</p><p></p><p>Haimish and Menthos quickly search for the drow who seems for the moment to have retreated, they’ve also lost sight of Bob. Soon Xanthos is brought back to consciousness and he heals himself and then heals Turgar enough to bring him to the point where the dragon shaman can help himself.</p><p></p><p>“You guys should go on without me” Xanthos advises</p><p></p><p>“What do you mean? We just kicked their ass. I bet that drow is running back to it’s mommy right now. Reminds of that time I had two hands in the bush and didn’t know my feet were trampled.” Haimish replies</p><p></p><p>“I beg to differ, they’ll be back stronger and with more of them. None of us are safe, I agree with the tree humper he should stay behind so that the rest of us can live.” Menthos argues</p><p></p><p>“You’d sacrifice him?” Turgar asks in disbelief</p><p></p><p>“What? It’s win-win, they get their mark and we get to live, personally I see nothing wrong with cutting loose the corpse before it starts stinking.” Menthos answers</p><p></p><p>“You’re a heartless bastard.” Turgar responds</p><p></p><p>“So?” Menthos replies</p><p></p><p>“Somebody dead?” Doopa interjects</p><p></p><p>“No, nobody died. Xanthos you can’t just stay here and wait for death, you’ve already accomplished so much. Besides I don’t know how to write a good tragedy, so you’re going to have to stick around so I can give you a proper dirge.” Haimish explains</p><p></p><p>“How about we kill the warlock and then offer him up as Xanthos.” Kessen says notching an arrow at Menthos</p><p></p><p>“Bah! That would only prolong the inevitable and make me the tragic hero, and your feeble ego couldn’t take that.” Menthos advises</p><p></p><p>“I don’t want any of you to die because they want me. I only wish I could meet Lord Burghondy and roast him slowly over a candle for weeks on end.” Xanthos relates</p><p></p><p>“Well, now you’re speaking my language.” Menthos states</p><p></p><p>“What language is that, regret?” Kessen asks</p><p></p><p>“No, I say we conceal him and leave the orc here in the passage after we strip the beast, then we make our way back to the surface and burn down the assassin’s guild. Who’s with me!” Menthos rants</p><p></p><p>“I saw your ego flee about half an hour ago, and by the looks of it your pride is packing up for a similar trip.” Turgar says</p><p></p><p>“Doopa likes trips, Doopa took trip to Highcastle once.” The ogre announces</p><p></p><p>“You’re still here too.” Turgar advises him</p><p></p><p>“I don’t want to burden you if keeping me around is going to bring you certain death, if it means that much to you Menthos and I can find the last of the lost priests.” Xanthos offers</p><p></p><p>“Whoa, whoa, whoa there horsy. Unless you’re going to practice your female, hot, busty, dawn elf form, then I’m not interested in doing anything with the words you and ! in the title.” Menthos counters</p><p></p><p>“Well, whatever we decide to do, that’s decide quickly before that drow comes back, it had a nasty whip that I don’t want to feel on my skin.” Haimish advises</p><p></p><p>“Xanthos stay close to me I will protect you, on my word as the son of Gnashdrool the Shaky, you will not die today!” Turgar shouts</p><p></p><p>“Gnashdrool? Gnashdrool died after falling 4 miles off a cliff after slipping in own feces. Doopa tribe throw big party after that.” Doopa announces</p><p></p><p>Turgar slams his fist into Doopa’s face and their fight that started upstairs moves into round two.</p><p></p><p>“Guys, break it up or get a room. This touch fest is making me uncomfortable.” Menthos advises</p><p></p><p>“Those two are going to kill each other before long, see we need you to come along Xanthos, otherwise we lose most of our toe-to-toe offense.” Kessen reasons</p><p></p><p>“Pfft, who needs offense when you have my abilities, I want you to come along because every stand up guy needs a good straight man.” Menthos answers</p><p></p><p>“Hey, quit shoe horning your way into my act.” Haimish rebuts</p><p></p><p>“Come along with us at least until we try to get you out of this predicament.” Kessen pleads</p><p></p><p>Xanthos agrees and breaks apart the two battling ogres. The party soon finds the remnants of the last missing priests and leads them back to the surface. The Kadorians are overjoyed that they didn’t totally lose either group. Haimish tells Xanthos he wants to try something first and heads off to start his plan, meanwhile Menthos meets with Helle over the situation with Xanthos.</p><p></p><p>“So, you found out about the contract. How can he get out of it? The rest of the group wants to drag him along, probably because it annoys me, and constantly having to look over my shoulder for assassination attempts is going to give me a nasty crick in my neck.” Menthos advises</p><p></p><p>“You could buyout the contract, likely for ten thousand gold. Otherwise you’re going to need to give the guild something that the originator of the contract cannot.” Helle advises</p><p></p><p>“What would that be? We already know it’s got to be Lord Burghondy who wants Xanthos dead. What do I have that Lord Burghondy cannot give?” Menthos asks</p><p></p><p>“Your soul upon death.” Helle answers</p><p></p><p>“What? That’s a little steep there do you think?” Menthos replies</p><p></p><p>“When money can buy you any material possession, you have to give something money can’t buy.” Helle answers</p><p></p><p>“Well, it’s not going to be that or the ten thousand, and why would ten thousand work anyway?” Menthos inquires</p><p></p><p>“It would bribe an assassin to stage his death and deliver a mutilated head in place of the real mark. Assassins like it as they get all the money for doing none of the work, takes the danger out of it.” Helle replies</p><p></p><p>“I’ll have to see what everybody else’s monetary situation is like.” Menthos responds</p><p></p><p>“Sure, just don’t take too long.” Helle advises</p><p></p><p>Haimish makes his way quickly to the College of the Bard, he requests to speak with the Head Master and waits only a half hour before ushered back to meet with him.</p><p></p><p>Haimish spills the current situation to the Head Master replete with embellishes and exaggerations. </p><p></p><p>“That’s a mighty fine tale you tell, and I do have something that will help you. But it’s going to cost an awful lot, information like this in the right hands can sunder nations.” The Head Master tells</p><p></p><p>“How much will it be this time?” Haimish inquires</p><p></p><p>“Oh it’ll cost you nothing that you will miss. When you’re a bard, you get to see things and speak to people that wizards and faiths often ignore or bypass completely. There’s always a story to be told, a myth to weave, or a tradition to hand down. It is within these that the bard gains his power, each of us has a story to tell and some of us get to tell many stories.” The Master Bard explains</p><p></p><p>“I don’t follow.” Haimish replies</p><p></p><p>“Eh, to each his own, do you want the information or not? Secrets are only good until they become known, and this secret won’t stay buried with one man’s death or a thousand men’s deaths.” The Master Bard advises</p><p></p><p>“What do I have to pay?” Haimish asks</p><p></p><p>“Come my dear boy, sing me a song of tragic death or maybe a good joke that gets these olds rattling again.” The Head Master slaps Haimish on the back and leads him to the auditorium</p><p></p><p>Back at the temple, Menthos relates what Helle explained to him about the assassin options.</p><p></p><p>“Well, that settles it. I’m going to march out there and demand they show themselves and go down with a fight!” Xanthos exclaims</p><p></p><p>“Wait, Haimish hasn’t returned yet, maybe he’ll bring good news?” Kessen advises</p><p></p><p>“Doesn’t matter, I feel destined to die at the end of an assassin’s blade.” Xanthos bemoans</p><p></p><p>“Well, look on the bright side, most people go through life never knowing what their destiny is. You on the other hand know full well you’re going to die a horrible decapitated death at the hands of some filthy orc or drow or maybe even something far worse.” Menthos attempts to cheer up Xanthos </p><p></p><p>“You’re not helpful at all.” Xanthos replies</p><p></p><p>“If you were a woman, I could help you go out with a bang.” Menthos answers</p><p></p><p>“There’s got to be a spell to take care of that.” Turgar asks aloud to no one in particular</p><p></p><p>“No, but there is a belt of femininity. At least that would keep him preoccupied with himself instead of us.” Kessen answers laughing</p><p></p><p>“Vaudeville man back” Doopa shouts as Haimish returns</p><p></p><p>“Well?” Xanthos says barely able to contain his wonder</p><p></p><p>“I have the solution.” Haimish explains</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Hairy Minotaur, post: 3574623, member: 11574"] [b]Nudge, nudge. Wink, wink.[/b] Bob reaches out and presses his hand into the wound on Doopa’s shoulder, Doopa quickly reaches up to shove the hand away however another assault by the orc assassin causes Doopa to deflect the battle axe blow instead. Warm healing magic pours into the wound and soon the shoulder is nearly healed. Menthos launches another eldritch blast into the burly orc, giving the beast a clear burn mark in the middle of its abdomen just above the navel. Haimish advances to Xanthos and staunches the bleeding as best he can. The drow shadow jumps to the rear of the party again and lashes at Menthos, but fails to connect. Haimish moves on to Turgar and tourniquets his shoulder and gives the ogre mouth to mouth trying to resuscitate the dragon shaman. Doopa feels his strength return in his damaged shoulder and switches on his internal rage-o-meter into high gear. His breaths come in greats heaves and he begins to foam at the mouth as his chest puffs up like a toad’s throat as it calls for his mate, so does the barbarian call for his – War. Doopa begins swinging wildly across the corridor, catching the orc off guard. The assassin begins to back peddle and recognizing his vulnerability, using his knowledge of tender spots, Menthos slams another eldritch blast into the face of the orc this time. Temporarily blinding the assassin, that’s all the opening Doopa needed as the ogre soon reduces the orc to a bloody pool of pus. “AAARRRGGGGHHHHH!!!!!!!!! Doopa is mightiest!!!!” The ogre shouts Haimish and Menthos quickly search for the drow who seems for the moment to have retreated, they’ve also lost sight of Bob. Soon Xanthos is brought back to consciousness and he heals himself and then heals Turgar enough to bring him to the point where the dragon shaman can help himself. “You guys should go on without me” Xanthos advises “What do you mean? We just kicked their ass. I bet that drow is running back to it’s mommy right now. Reminds of that time I had two hands in the bush and didn’t know my feet were trampled.” Haimish replies “I beg to differ, they’ll be back stronger and with more of them. None of us are safe, I agree with the tree humper he should stay behind so that the rest of us can live.” Menthos argues “You’d sacrifice him?” Turgar asks in disbelief “What? It’s win-win, they get their mark and we get to live, personally I see nothing wrong with cutting loose the corpse before it starts stinking.” Menthos answers “You’re a heartless bastard.” Turgar responds “So?” Menthos replies “Somebody dead?” Doopa interjects “No, nobody died. Xanthos you can’t just stay here and wait for death, you’ve already accomplished so much. Besides I don’t know how to write a good tragedy, so you’re going to have to stick around so I can give you a proper dirge.” Haimish explains “How about we kill the warlock and then offer him up as Xanthos.” Kessen says notching an arrow at Menthos “Bah! That would only prolong the inevitable and make me the tragic hero, and your feeble ego couldn’t take that.” Menthos advises “I don’t want any of you to die because they want me. I only wish I could meet Lord Burghondy and roast him slowly over a candle for weeks on end.” Xanthos relates “Well, now you’re speaking my language.” Menthos states “What language is that, regret?” Kessen asks “No, I say we conceal him and leave the orc here in the passage after we strip the beast, then we make our way back to the surface and burn down the assassin’s guild. Who’s with me!” Menthos rants “I saw your ego flee about half an hour ago, and by the looks of it your pride is packing up for a similar trip.” Turgar says “Doopa likes trips, Doopa took trip to Highcastle once.” The ogre announces “You’re still here too.” Turgar advises him “I don’t want to burden you if keeping me around is going to bring you certain death, if it means that much to you Menthos and I can find the last of the lost priests.” Xanthos offers “Whoa, whoa, whoa there horsy. Unless you’re going to practice your female, hot, busty, dawn elf form, then I’m not interested in doing anything with the words you and ! in the title.” Menthos counters “Well, whatever we decide to do, that’s decide quickly before that drow comes back, it had a nasty whip that I don’t want to feel on my skin.” Haimish advises “Xanthos stay close to me I will protect you, on my word as the son of Gnashdrool the Shaky, you will not die today!” Turgar shouts “Gnashdrool? Gnashdrool died after falling 4 miles off a cliff after slipping in own feces. Doopa tribe throw big party after that.” Doopa announces Turgar slams his fist into Doopa’s face and their fight that started upstairs moves into round two. “Guys, break it up or get a room. This touch fest is making me uncomfortable.” Menthos advises “Those two are going to kill each other before long, see we need you to come along Xanthos, otherwise we lose most of our toe-to-toe offense.” Kessen reasons “Pfft, who needs offense when you have my abilities, I want you to come along because every stand up guy needs a good straight man.” Menthos answers “Hey, quit shoe horning your way into my act.” Haimish rebuts “Come along with us at least until we try to get you out of this predicament.” Kessen pleads Xanthos agrees and breaks apart the two battling ogres. The party soon finds the remnants of the last missing priests and leads them back to the surface. The Kadorians are overjoyed that they didn’t totally lose either group. Haimish tells Xanthos he wants to try something first and heads off to start his plan, meanwhile Menthos meets with Helle over the situation with Xanthos. “So, you found out about the contract. How can he get out of it? The rest of the group wants to drag him along, probably because it annoys me, and constantly having to look over my shoulder for assassination attempts is going to give me a nasty crick in my neck.” Menthos advises “You could buyout the contract, likely for ten thousand gold. Otherwise you’re going to need to give the guild something that the originator of the contract cannot.” Helle advises “What would that be? We already know it’s got to be Lord Burghondy who wants Xanthos dead. What do I have that Lord Burghondy cannot give?” Menthos asks “Your soul upon death.” Helle answers “What? That’s a little steep there do you think?” Menthos replies “When money can buy you any material possession, you have to give something money can’t buy.” Helle answers “Well, it’s not going to be that or the ten thousand, and why would ten thousand work anyway?” Menthos inquires “It would bribe an assassin to stage his death and deliver a mutilated head in place of the real mark. Assassins like it as they get all the money for doing none of the work, takes the danger out of it.” Helle replies “I’ll have to see what everybody else’s monetary situation is like.” Menthos responds “Sure, just don’t take too long.” Helle advises Haimish makes his way quickly to the College of the Bard, he requests to speak with the Head Master and waits only a half hour before ushered back to meet with him. Haimish spills the current situation to the Head Master replete with embellishes and exaggerations. “That’s a mighty fine tale you tell, and I do have something that will help you. But it’s going to cost an awful lot, information like this in the right hands can sunder nations.” The Head Master tells “How much will it be this time?” Haimish inquires “Oh it’ll cost you nothing that you will miss. When you’re a bard, you get to see things and speak to people that wizards and faiths often ignore or bypass completely. There’s always a story to be told, a myth to weave, or a tradition to hand down. It is within these that the bard gains his power, each of us has a story to tell and some of us get to tell many stories.” The Master Bard explains “I don’t follow.” Haimish replies “Eh, to each his own, do you want the information or not? Secrets are only good until they become known, and this secret won’t stay buried with one man’s death or a thousand men’s deaths.” The Master Bard advises “What do I have to pay?” Haimish asks “Come my dear boy, sing me a song of tragic death or maybe a good joke that gets these olds rattling again.” The Head Master slaps Haimish on the back and leads him to the auditorium Back at the temple, Menthos relates what Helle explained to him about the assassin options. “Well, that settles it. I’m going to march out there and demand they show themselves and go down with a fight!” Xanthos exclaims “Wait, Haimish hasn’t returned yet, maybe he’ll bring good news?” Kessen advises “Doesn’t matter, I feel destined to die at the end of an assassin’s blade.” Xanthos bemoans “Well, look on the bright side, most people go through life never knowing what their destiny is. You on the other hand know full well you’re going to die a horrible decapitated death at the hands of some filthy orc or drow or maybe even something far worse.” Menthos attempts to cheer up Xanthos “You’re not helpful at all.” Xanthos replies “If you were a woman, I could help you go out with a bang.” Menthos answers “There’s got to be a spell to take care of that.” Turgar asks aloud to no one in particular “No, but there is a belt of femininity. At least that would keep him preoccupied with himself instead of us.” Kessen answers laughing “Vaudeville man back” Doopa shouts as Haimish returns “Well?” Xanthos says barely able to contain his wonder “I have the solution.” Haimish explains [/QUOTE]
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