(Adventure) The Monestary of Saint Feragon <Judge:Macbeth>
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Uriel
Living EN World Judge
The dead Monk bears nothing save for the torn robes and a simple belt to hold them in place. Upon his chest is a brand not unlike that found on the Roadwarden.
Sir Ishmael senses no Evil in the immediate vicinity.
There are six doors (all closed) lining the wall opposite the windows, as well as the one set against the East wall. As well, the hallway continues along the to the West, disappearing around a corner.
Sir Ishmael senses no Evil in the immediate vicinity.
There are six doors (all closed) lining the wall opposite the windows, as well as the one set against the East wall. As well, the hallway continues along the to the West, disappearing around a corner.
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Guilt Puppy
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Sturm smiles and rushes to pat Rurik on the back.
"Good, clean kill that'n! By looks I've got'n 'urry 'n rush a bit jes to get a chance'n give a gash."
He ties his scythe back up, chuckling.
"No steam comin' out the ears o'er that, tho. Suits me rig 'n glinty."
"Good, clean kill that'n! By looks I've got'n 'urry 'n rush a bit jes to get a chance'n give a gash."
He ties his scythe back up, chuckling.
"No steam comin' out the ears o'er that, tho. Suits me rig 'n glinty."
Kahuna Burger
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Uriel said:
Kirin looks about and draws her sickle in one hand while touching her candle pendant with the other. "So, shall I open some doors and leave the more qualified folks ready to deal with what might be on the other side?" If this plan is accepted, she will crouch as low as possible while reaching the knob and push doors quickly open while someone more battleready prepares to smite anything that comes through...
dpdx
Explorer
Rurik notices the blood on Sturm's hand from patting him on the wound, and offers him the last unstained edge of the feral monk's robes to wipe it off. "Aye, thank ye, Sturm. Reckon I got lucky w' that 'un. Take 'em one beast a' a time, thank the Forgefather above, stay 'focused,' and whatnot."
As Kirin suggests investigating doors, Rurik nods his assent, and offers up Sturm as immediate backup, so he can get some swings in.
As Kirin suggests investigating doors, Rurik nods his assent, and offers up Sturm as immediate backup, so he can get some swings in.
nimisgod
LEW Judge
"There is no Evil in the vicinity thus far" He ends his concentration, and looks upon the monk in pity.
(What kind of force could turn a contemplative monk into a feral beast? There are far too many such powers of corruption to even count. 'A thousand poisons with no cure' the more pessimistic of his order would say. If this beast god Kroggoth were to turn me into one...)
(Nay) The halfling shook his head, with no one noticing his internal monologue. (I would rather die before falling to such a fate. My code is iron, even against a divine force)
Doubt remains in Sir Ishmael's mind, however. He guards the rear of the party against the assault, doing so with a little bit of trepidation. The knight knows that not all of them would fit in the front and his small stature and relatively mediocre strength would not down ravenous beasts easily. He was best as a shield against ambushers, at least, for now.
(What kind of force could turn a contemplative monk into a feral beast? There are far too many such powers of corruption to even count. 'A thousand poisons with no cure' the more pessimistic of his order would say. If this beast god Kroggoth were to turn me into one...)
(Nay) The halfling shook his head, with no one noticing his internal monologue. (I would rather die before falling to such a fate. My code is iron, even against a divine force)
Doubt remains in Sir Ishmael's mind, however. He guards the rear of the party against the assault, doing so with a little bit of trepidation. The knight knows that not all of them would fit in the front and his small stature and relatively mediocre strength would not down ravenous beasts easily. He was best as a shield against ambushers, at least, for now.
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Uriel
Living EN World Judge
With Kirin opening the nearest door, and Sturm and Rurik at the ready, the others take up positions on either side to guard against attac from either end of the Hall.
Opening the door (which is unlocked), the group observes a fairly large room (perhaps 20' by 40' wide) that must have served as a dormitory of sorts. There are perhaps 20 cots along the walls, as well as small chests and pegs along the walls holding cloaks and robes (light green and white mostly).
Within the room there is no sign of life.
Opening the door (which is unlocked), the group observes a fairly large room (perhaps 20' by 40' wide) that must have served as a dormitory of sorts. There are perhaps 20 cots along the walls, as well as small chests and pegs along the walls holding cloaks and robes (light green and white mostly).
Within the room there is no sign of life.
Aranel
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Aranel peeped inside and grinned. "I wonder..." She slipped through the door and picked a chest in the far corner of the room.
No one else here was going to need it...
She crouched down and studied it, trying to see if it were locked and would require practice or if she could just open it...
No one else here was going to need it...
She crouched down and studied it, trying to see if it were locked and would require practice or if she could just open it...
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