(Adventure) Dwarven Golems and Old Ruins (GaryH Judging)

[Argent Silvermage]

I say we keep going. Thank you for the help Friend Jef. Shariff says. He continues to fiddle with the contraption in his hands.

 

[Argent Silvermage]

ooc: Just updated Shariff in the Living Enworld Character thread.

 

[Creamsteak]

Gur chimes in, "Well, how is everyone's health? Will we have to leave anyone behind?"

 

[Dungannon]

Devlin

"Well, I could use some light healing, but I it's nothing that will slow me down."

 

[Creamsteak]

Gur looks over everyone, then to Jef, "You coming with us or something?" to which Jef replies, "Let the thief lead you in, I'm going home." He waits for a moment before lifting himself up and making his slow troll away.

Gur then looks at Sullivan and asks, "So are you going to lead us there now? It looks like it's just me, silvercat, Devlin, Shariff, and Gregorian from here on out. If we see any more of those machines with their blades, let's just get the hell past them before they attack. We may be lucky we didn't lose anyone."

Gur waits for acknowledgement from some of the others before he hoists his packs up and gets ready to begin the search. "You know guys, now that he's away, anyone got any idea what that dwarf was?"

 

[Dungannon]

Devlin

"Ugly?" Devlin quips as he stands up and readies his crossbow.

 

[Uriel]

Shrugging his shoulders as to the origin of the dwarf, Silvercat awaits Sullivan's lead,although he hardly trusts the old man at this oint. AT least the Dwarf/Ogre seemed an honest sort.

 

[Creamsteak]

Gur and Sullivan begin leadin the way along the lefthand wall of the wide corridor into the deeper cavern. A strange smell seeps into the air, though not familiar, it could remind a person of ale left to go bad for an extremely long time. The corridor is long, longer than one could even imagine. After a few thousand feet, the group comes upon an exit to the left, a small tunnel, just big enough for the tallest dwarf to run through unimpeded, but certainly not one the size of Jef. Perhaps crawling through this gap wouldn't be comfortable for one his size. After 150 feet of creeping into this tiny tunnel, the smell of rancid ale has become too intense for many. There are thirty barrels stacked 2 barrels high along the left side of the hallway, making it difficult for medium sized characters to move by without flatening themselves against the wall. The ground around the barrels appears quite moist, and with lighting, the ground appears to be covered in green, and man barrels are seeping green out of leaks and cracks in their once perfect bodies.

 

[Dungannon]

Devlin

"Ugh! I though Dwarven Ale was supposed to last forever. I doubt even Tiggle could make use of this swill."

Devlin crinkles his nose as he squeezes his way past the barrels, trying his best to keep the mold & mildew off his boots & clothes.

 

[Creamsteak]

My description above doesn't read too well, sorry if anyone was confused.

Your in a 5-foot wide passageway meant for foot traffic, and the scent of yeast and other such smells proliferate the hallway. There are 15 stacks of 2 barrels lined up along the walls on the left side. You can barely slide by the barrels if your a medium sized character, whereas a small character can quickly move up and down the gap.