[KAUAI]The Rod of Seven Parts: Of Hexes and Gems
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CanadienneBacon
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The jagged glass along the top third of the window resembles canines, the window an open maw. Someone has smoothed out the rest of the window frame, however, for what glass there might once have been there is missing entirely and entering this way proves little threat to the intruder. Voadam climbs through, calling out after going in. From inside the office across the way, the sound of wood can be heard scraping across the warehouse's floor. Three-quarters of the way across the interior of the old flax exchange, a loud thud reverates, rattling the glass in the building's old bubbled windows.
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SlagMortar
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Brakkus stays mounted and outside the warehouse so that he more easily chase down Rancid should he escape. If Voadam calls for help, he will dismount and enter the building through the window.
CanadienneBacon
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With Brakkus and Maelicent outside covering the exits, Voadam and H.Lewit enter via the broken window. Upon hearing the thud, Voadam rushes to the office door. Finding the door unlocked, Voadam flings it open to find Rancid lying on his backside on top of a desk that has been drug underneath a trap door in the office's ceiling. A knotted rope hanging from an iron rail on the roof tells the story. Rancid had been trying to climb up the rope when he must've lost his footing and fell. The man lies sprawled flat on his back, murmuring in pain but eyeing Voadam with fear.
Voadam
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Voadam starts talking to the writhing man. "I'm not here to kill you or hurt you. The spider demons who were after you for your wand are dead now. By my hands and by those with me. Traven the bouncer who attacked and dweomered you was also a demon after your wand. I put my fist through his skull. He's dead now too. I dispersed the thugs who were waiting to rob you of the wand in the Cockatrice. I . . . talked with them and they won't come after you. You are safe for the moment. I am Voadam the Green Wizard of Althora, I hunt demons. I know the demon lord who sent Traven after your wand. He is powerful and evil. I need you to tell me everything you can about the wand. What it is, what it does, where you got it. Ask Lewitt if you can trust me and if what I say is true and then lets see if we can get some magical healing for you."
Lewit utters in a cold voice to Racid while staring just as coldly at Voadam, "You can't trust him..."
He waits a few seconds then drops his cold attitude and breaks into a small smile facing Racid.
"I am joking. This fella here, he is a nice guy. He knows all about the scary spidery folk. A lot more than me and I think a lot more than you. You are in good hands now Racid. We will make sure you are safe, but we need some answers, that is all. Are you okay?". Lewit puts away his rapier and tries to assist Racid in getting up.
He waits a few seconds then drops his cold attitude and breaks into a small smile facing Racid.
"I am joking. This fella here, he is a nice guy. He knows all about the scary spidery folk. A lot more than me and I think a lot more than you. You are in good hands now Racid. We will make sure you are safe, but we need some answers, that is all. Are you okay?". Lewit puts away his rapier and tries to assist Racid in getting up.
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Strahd_Von_Zarovich
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Gamad
"Meanwhile in the Sniffing pig …"
Here you go … old lad
Says the albino dwarf and pets Hamor on the back.
It seems we got something on our itchy back, you got hay and I got a new wand.
He grins to himself, begin to cough loudly and spits a big sticky mucous on the ground.
Bah… darn with this sickness, the bloody dwarfs and their curse
He mutters for himself, makes his way to main lounge and finds a shadowy spot in the inn to wait for the others.
"Meanwhile in the Sniffing pig …"
Here you go … old lad
Says the albino dwarf and pets Hamor on the back.
It seems we got something on our itchy back, you got hay and I got a new wand.
He grins to himself, begin to cough loudly and spits a big sticky mucous on the ground.
Bah… darn with this sickness, the bloody dwarfs and their curse
He mutters for himself, makes his way to main lounge and finds a shadowy spot in the inn to wait for the others.
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