(Adventure) The Island of Varras'zul (Manzanita Judging) (Concluded)
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nimisgod
LEW Judge
Entrance into the level below was done slowly and cautiously. Moving in pairs, the party descended the steps and then let the next pair know when they were at the stairs' base. Mona swept the lantern's beam across the room and six pillars casted long shadows unto the flagstone floor.
When Rillian and Rasereit reached the stair's base as the first pair, a voice called out in the darkness in the Common tongue. It sounded like it formed words by crushing gravel together. Mona shone the light upon where she thought was the source of the voice.
"Who dares tresspass Golgol's domain without Golgol's permission?"
Coming gracelessly and clumsily out of the northeastern room was a humanoid that looked like a stony, hunchbacked, hairless dwarf except that it had a set of bat-like wings upon its stooped back. The halfling cleric kept the light upon its ill-formed and assymetrical figure.
"Fleshies? Hmm... Fleshies have shinies!" It licked its lips, revealing sharpened teeth. Clawed hands rubbed together greedily. "Give Golgol shinies!"
Golgol approached Rillian and Rasereit coveteously, limping according to its oddly paired legs. It looked up and smiled even wider as it saw the rest of the party in the above the stairs.
When Rillian and Rasereit reached the stair's base as the first pair, a voice called out in the darkness in the Common tongue. It sounded like it formed words by crushing gravel together. Mona shone the light upon where she thought was the source of the voice.
"Who dares tresspass Golgol's domain without Golgol's permission?"
Coming gracelessly and clumsily out of the northeastern room was a humanoid that looked like a stony, hunchbacked, hairless dwarf except that it had a set of bat-like wings upon its stooped back. The halfling cleric kept the light upon its ill-formed and assymetrical figure.
"Fleshies? Hmm... Fleshies have shinies!" It licked its lips, revealing sharpened teeth. Clawed hands rubbed together greedily. "Give Golgol shinies!"
Golgol approached Rillian and Rasereit coveteously, limping according to its oddly paired legs. It looked up and smiled even wider as it saw the rest of the party in the above the stairs.
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Rae ArdGaoth
Explorer
"Nah stop tha', brother! Look 'ere, we're mostly the same, you and Ah, surely we can work out some kinda deal, neh? We don't have to resort to violence, not when none is needed, right mate? Nah what d'ye say to that?" Razh talks in his usual gruff voice, though it has a bit of a soothing, earthy gravel to it, giving off a peaceable feeling. Despite his words, Rasereit's muscles are tense, his fists tight around his axes, as he waits for the misshapen Golgol to make a false move.
nimisgod
LEW Judge
Golgol looked at Rasereit, guile in its searching eyes. Crude though its speech may be, it seemed like it was reading the dwarf.
"Not the same as Golgol!" It taunted, affixing the dwarf with a haughty glare. "Golgol gooder than Fleshie! Fleshies weak! Weak serve strong!"
The hunchbacked figure hopped up excitably. Its wings flapped and brought it higher than such a jump would allow. "Give shinies now and maybe Golgol let go without hurt!" It declared confidently as it landed on its feet.
"Not the same as Golgol!" It taunted, affixing the dwarf with a haughty glare. "Golgol gooder than Fleshie! Fleshies weak! Weak serve strong!"
The hunchbacked figure hopped up excitably. Its wings flapped and brought it higher than such a jump would allow. "Give shinies now and maybe Golgol let go without hurt!" It declared confidently as it landed on its feet.
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rln
Explorer
Ogrin whispers to Mona, Nezrak and Scun behind him, "Perhaps he might settle for a share of what we find further inside?"
Ogrin ponders a little bit and lowers his voice even further when approaching Nezrak. "Or perhaps we can fool it... Can you conjure some kind of illusory baubles, Nezrak?"
Ogrin ponders a little bit and lowers his voice even further when approaching Nezrak. "Or perhaps we can fool it... Can you conjure some kind of illusory baubles, Nezrak?"
Xael
First Post
"Illusions aren't really my specialty. And I slightly doubt that this creature agrees to peaceful solution with terms that we can accept. But I can make on of us giant-sized again. Scun would probably benefit the most of it.", Nezrak whispers back and prepares for the worst.
OOC: Nezrak prepares to step forward (5ft step?) and cast Color Spray at the creature if it attacks, if he can cast it without hitting his comrades with it. He'll try to not get too close to the creature though.
OOC: Nezrak prepares to step forward (5ft step?) and cast Color Spray at the creature if it attacks, if he can cast it without hitting his comrades with it. He'll try to not get too close to the creature though.
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Rillian, carefully watching the creature, pulls out 4 silver pieces. Allowing the light from the lantern to play over them, he shows them to Golgol. "I shall give you these shinies now, and more when we return, if you allow us to pass unhindered, Golgol. If you can tell us of what lies within, I will give you even more shinies."
/ooc Just looked at the map. For the above to work Rillain has to step to J7.
/ooc Just looked at the map. For the above to work Rillain has to step to J7.
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nimisgod
LEW Judge
Golgol looked over Rillian's offering. It spit gravel into the human's hand.
"Golgol no want silvers!" it spoke with all the grace of a spoiled child. It held out its misshapen hands, extending all ten claws in front of it. "Golgol want golds! This much for each fleshie that pass!"
"Golgol no want silvers!" it spoke with all the grace of a spoiled child. It held out its misshapen hands, extending all ten claws in front of it. "Golgol want golds! This much for each fleshie that pass!"
