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<blockquote data-quote="Xaltar" data-source="post: 12017" data-attributes="member: 480"><p>-------------------------------------------</p><p>Session 8, Part 3: Awakened...</p><p>-------------------------------------------</p><p>Growing tired of the useless banter, Runtel drew his sword and trudged down the steps across the hall to the far door. “It’s safe already!” Runtel called back to the party impatiently.</p><p></p><p>Drexel and Ziona turned to look at Hunter who had brought Runtel into the party. Hunter, with a sideways smile responded, “What? It’s not like everyone else in the party doesn’t have their quirks.”</p><p></p><p>Holden sighed after hearing the conversation and moved up to explore the far door before Runtel found a trap. Meanwhile, Spiderfang checked out the door to the west that did not appear to be fully closed. As he moved it open, he noticed that the passageway had collapsed some time long ago and there was nothing to be found there without months of excavation.</p><p></p><p>After Holden assured the party that the door was not trapped, the rest of the party moved up, making sure to avoid the statues. Holden opened the door confidently and took a step forward into a small hallway. The hall was covered from floor to ceiling with finely crafted tapestries of various scenes or portrait angles, all containing a stern blonde elven warrior wearing armor that resembled a wolf’s face. However, a look of disgust formed on Holden’s face as he step on a pressure plate. *CLICK* An arrow shot him in the shoulder, but the damage to his body was minor compared to his damaged pride. He turned and pushed the party back into the hallway, while he stabbed the pressure plate repeatedly as several more arrows stuck harmlessly into the wall. “That should do it,” he said with a great matter-of-factness, and moved to search the next door. “Figures, why else would you put such a small hallway in a crypt unless you were going to trap it?”</p><p></p><p>As the party moved forward through the next untrapped door, the hallway opened up into a wide room containing a coffin that was carved with many depictions of wolves hunting, running, and playing. The party believed that they were bound to find some good treasure here, and figured that the lid to the coffin was undoubtedly trapped. Holden informed the party that it was indeed trapped, but it didn’t look as if there was anything that they could do to deactivate it. Hunter stepped up to the lid and said, “Everyone out of the room, this is a job for a VonLeer.”</p><p></p><p>More then happy to oblige, the party filed out of the room and let Hunter go to work. His muscles flexed as he lifted the stone lid from the coffin. As the seal was broken, he found himself being sprayed with a green gas. He dropped the lid on the ground, (cracking it into several pieces), and charged out of the room. After the coughing subsided, he told the party that he had been poisoned, but luckily Ziona’s healing prowess avoided the condition from worsening.</p><p></p><p>After the gas had cleared, the party returned to inspect the crypt. The entire group was appalled after Ziona infomed them that there was no magic to be found on the elven body. They search for nearly thirty minutes, but failed to find anything of reasonable value. </p><p></p><p>“Something’s not right,” Spiderfang concluded. “Why would someone go through this much effort to protect a tomb that has nothing in it?”</p><p></p><p>He charged back into the next room, and they all began searching the walls between the guardian statues. They searched for hours, but the persistent monk wasn’t satisfied until every area of the hallway had been searched in great detail. Finally, on the last segment of wall to be explored, Holden said, “I finally found it.”</p><p></p><p>Their spirits rose knowing that they hadn’t wasted the bulk of the day searching this tomb in vain. The wall opened inward, and was not trapped. Holden didn’t seem surprised since the door was already so well masked. As they stepped inside, the room had an odd musky odor that seemed to be coming from six large vats of a thick dark brown liquid. In the center of the room was an open sarcophagus, even more detailed then the last, containing a corpse that appeared to be well preserved and was covered by a gossamer sheet. On the side of the stone slab was elven script reading: “Honored Kesefehon, great warrior, exemplar of his race, we shall never forget him.”</p><p></p><p>Under the sheet, the man’s details were vague, but they could tell that he was wearing breastplate armor and held a longsword to his chest. Holden pulled the sheet off, revealing a body that appeared to be covered in open sores and wounds. Surrounding the coffin, the party waited in anticipation for the body to stir, surely no good could come of this!</p><p></p><p>Several long minutes past without any signs of movement, so Holden gritted his teeth and grabbed the sword from the corpse’s hand, and the dead elf’s eyes opened, burning with the fire of undeath.</p><p></p><p>-------------------------------------------</p><p>Still more to come…</p><p>-------------------------------------------</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Xaltar, post: 12017, member: 480"] ------------------------------------------- Session 8, Part 3: Awakened... ------------------------------------------- Growing tired of the useless banter, Runtel drew his sword and trudged down the steps across the hall to the far door. “It’s safe already!” Runtel called back to the party impatiently. Drexel and Ziona turned to look at Hunter who had brought Runtel into the party. Hunter, with a sideways smile responded, “What? It’s not like everyone else in the party doesn’t have their quirks.” Holden sighed after hearing the conversation and moved up to explore the far door before Runtel found a trap. Meanwhile, Spiderfang checked out the door to the west that did not appear to be fully closed. As he moved it open, he noticed that the passageway had collapsed some time long ago and there was nothing to be found there without months of excavation. After Holden assured the party that the door was not trapped, the rest of the party moved up, making sure to avoid the statues. Holden opened the door confidently and took a step forward into a small hallway. The hall was covered from floor to ceiling with finely crafted tapestries of various scenes or portrait angles, all containing a stern blonde elven warrior wearing armor that resembled a wolf’s face. However, a look of disgust formed on Holden’s face as he step on a pressure plate. *CLICK* An arrow shot him in the shoulder, but the damage to his body was minor compared to his damaged pride. He turned and pushed the party back into the hallway, while he stabbed the pressure plate repeatedly as several more arrows stuck harmlessly into the wall. “That should do it,” he said with a great matter-of-factness, and moved to search the next door. “Figures, why else would you put such a small hallway in a crypt unless you were going to trap it?” As the party moved forward through the next untrapped door, the hallway opened up into a wide room containing a coffin that was carved with many depictions of wolves hunting, running, and playing. The party believed that they were bound to find some good treasure here, and figured that the lid to the coffin was undoubtedly trapped. Holden informed the party that it was indeed trapped, but it didn’t look as if there was anything that they could do to deactivate it. Hunter stepped up to the lid and said, “Everyone out of the room, this is a job for a VonLeer.” More then happy to oblige, the party filed out of the room and let Hunter go to work. His muscles flexed as he lifted the stone lid from the coffin. As the seal was broken, he found himself being sprayed with a green gas. He dropped the lid on the ground, (cracking it into several pieces), and charged out of the room. After the coughing subsided, he told the party that he had been poisoned, but luckily Ziona’s healing prowess avoided the condition from worsening. After the gas had cleared, the party returned to inspect the crypt. The entire group was appalled after Ziona infomed them that there was no magic to be found on the elven body. They search for nearly thirty minutes, but failed to find anything of reasonable value. “Something’s not right,” Spiderfang concluded. “Why would someone go through this much effort to protect a tomb that has nothing in it?” He charged back into the next room, and they all began searching the walls between the guardian statues. They searched for hours, but the persistent monk wasn’t satisfied until every area of the hallway had been searched in great detail. Finally, on the last segment of wall to be explored, Holden said, “I finally found it.” Their spirits rose knowing that they hadn’t wasted the bulk of the day searching this tomb in vain. The wall opened inward, and was not trapped. Holden didn’t seem surprised since the door was already so well masked. As they stepped inside, the room had an odd musky odor that seemed to be coming from six large vats of a thick dark brown liquid. In the center of the room was an open sarcophagus, even more detailed then the last, containing a corpse that appeared to be well preserved and was covered by a gossamer sheet. On the side of the stone slab was elven script reading: “Honored Kesefehon, great warrior, exemplar of his race, we shall never forget him.” Under the sheet, the man’s details were vague, but they could tell that he was wearing breastplate armor and held a longsword to his chest. Holden pulled the sheet off, revealing a body that appeared to be covered in open sores and wounds. Surrounding the coffin, the party waited in anticipation for the body to stir, surely no good could come of this! Several long minutes past without any signs of movement, so Holden gritted his teeth and grabbed the sword from the corpse’s hand, and the dead elf’s eyes opened, burning with the fire of undeath. ------------------------------------------- Still more to come… ------------------------------------------- [/QUOTE]
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