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

[Dungannon]

Devlin]

Finished making his notes, Devlin packs his quill & parchment away again. Looking around, he notices Gur's worry, Silvercat's introspection, and Sullivan's nervousness. He judges that some sort of action is needed to get the group focused back on their task.

"So, Sullivan. Which way exactly do we go to reach this large sphere?"

 

[Creamsteak]

Sullivan points down the hall further, "Last leg of the walk. Just around that corner we should enter into one of the larger public areas of the old Dwarven keep. The sphere should be located in the middle of an area my crew had been working with for a long time. Once we get there, I imagine were going to have to disable the device, and hope that's enough..."

Sullivan still seems perpetually nervous, and he keeps his back away from the group...

Gur looks at Jef, "I'm not fond of giants, not normally. I've studied many different varieties before, but this one is definitely different from the other ogres I've seen before. I wish I could ease his pain, but since we have no anti-toxins, he's going to die. Let's get to this device, and disable it. And if we come across any more of these dark elf bastards, let's break their spines, right?"

 

[Uriel]

Moving to the front of the group, Silvercat Stalks off down the corridor.
<Spot,Listen,MS,Hide,Search as needed>

 

[Dungannon]

Devlin

Devlin makes sure his crossbow is ready and, after a last look at Jef, "Sorry, pal, wish there was more we could do..." heads off after Silvercat.

OOC: Listen, Spot, Search, Move Silently, Hide as needed

 

[Creamsteak]

As the group moves forwards, through the main tunnel, you edge along a wall when Sullivan quietly summons everyone. "The next chamber is just around that corner, on the left. Their is a large water reservoir on one side of the chamber, and in the other corner there is a small passageway leading to the sphere."

Silvercat, Gur, Shariff, and Devlin can all hear someone walking around in squeeking shoes around said corner. Silvercat, Gur, and Devlin can all make out that there is some sort of mumbling going on. Silvercat and Devlin can tell that the mumbling is in the drow dialect of elven, though the words are unclear.

 

[Creamsteak]

Also, I need conformation that this is accurate:

Hit points
Gregorian (Hp 3) (Autopilot unless Mith chooses to post)
Shariff (Hp 6)
Devlin (Hp 8)
Silvercat (Hp 9)
Gur (Hp 10)

 

[Argent Silvermage]

Also, I need conformation that this is accurate:

Hit points
Shariff (Hp 6)

ooc: Nope. Shariff has 8 hits.
IC: Shariff will move ahead of the group by 29 feet and use his search for traps and anything nasty along the way.
Before he leaves he says to Silvercat. Maybe some one should "put him out of pain". I know I'd rather die quick then die from a painful slow acting poisen.

 

[Uriel]

OoC:Silvercat has 13 HP. I went Fighter at Level 2 (Rogue max 6+3/4 D10{7}=13).

I'm not sure if I am injured...

 

[Creamsteak]

(This is including injuries from the fight with the constructs and possibly the earlier encounter with the tiny skeletons above-ground. You've all healed 2 hit-points since then, plus your new hit dice).

 

[Creamsteak]

Assuming Gur overhears Shariff saying that to Silvercat, "I'm not fond of that idea. Mercy killing is something, but I could always be wrong. I'll go back one last time to check on him, and grab a couple of those arrows if you want... but I don't think it's right to just kill him outright."