(Casual D&D IV) A Knight for a Pawn

[Guest 11456]

Cylantro : Female Human

Oliver, meanwhile, finds what appears to be the insignia of the thing's maker low down on the knob Hiritus first noted. It is the shape of a "t", split with a line down the center and flanked by two diamond-shaped pock marks on each of the lower quadrants. It is not one that he recognizes. (I rolled Oli's knowledge: arcana check, but if anyone else has the skill, feel free to roll as well.)

Seeing Oliver examining the symbol on the metal man. So, she decides to land and see if she recognizes it.

OOC: Knowledge (arcana) 27

 

[dpdx]

As Hiritus continues to help the yellow-scarves with their somber deed, Fendric is in the midst of a hissy fit the likes of which the highest Diplomacy check would barely temper.

"May the Light Most Radiant, Sear It Into Your Feeble Brains Like a Roasted Rabbit upon an Open Spit, will everyone Please! go topside once the dead are ported! Unless someone with a particularly sharp axe would like to sever that... Metalman from its head and destructive limbs, I am NOT remaining down in this Pit Mine with this, this... thrice-cursed abomination of the Dwem most foul!"

Glowering and hurling epithets in Elven, Fendric starts the procession to the surface.

 

[Guilt Puppy]

Cylantro recognizes the insignia, but it's a bit of an esoteric one. It belongs to the renowned artificer Armot Thelen, who served the kingship of Tourne some 400 years ago.

 

[DrZombie]

Raven looks around, and seeing noone come to aid he shrugs and staggers to the metal man, chopping down with his sword with all his might, but stumbles and allmost slips, only now realising he is leaving a trail of red bootprints.

OOC : attack 13 dmg 10, attack 10 dmg 14

 

[Festy_Dog]

Nurthk brings up his axe.

"Hold up, Raven. You've done more than your share. Sit this one out," he says, stepping over and laying one of the axe heads into the machine.

[ooc: Attack Roll:
to hit - 18 ; damage - 6 slashing, 4 fire /ooc]

 

[Guilt Puppy]

It turns out to be a fairly trivial matter to send the thing back into its heap; but still it does remain moving, trying to form itself again.

Meanwhile, the scarves search the cave for more survivors, but find none. After a short time, though, one does come jogging back with news.

"There's a tunnel in the rock that I haven't seen before... I mean, a man-made one. Back there," he gestures, "just around the bend. It must have been sealed off, before the earthquake..."

(Also, XP:

Raven 1200
Nurthk 700
Cyl 550
Fendric 650
Oliver 650
Xiao 100)

 

[DrZombie]

When the thing stops moving, Raven takes a pickaxe to it, seperating it in several pieces, and throwing them in seperate places, a few in the sea, a few in a crevice, and he tosses a few in differen corners of the cave, rolling a few large stones on them.

"Whatever is in those caves, it'll have to wait till the morning. I don't know about the lot of you, but I don't fancy getting jumped in my sleep by one of those things, so I'll go camping outside."

Raven exits the cave, and finds a sheltered space a bit higher, somewhere where you can watch the surroundings should any of those walking nightmares return.

 

[Festy_Dog]

"If it's still raining you won't want to sleep outside with those injuries," Nurthk said after heping Raven dismantle the contruct, "See if Hiritus or... well, Fendric may not be in the mood to look at injuries at present. I'll check anyway."

Nurthk trots over to where Fendric is having his rant.

"Fendric, Raven needs looking to," he says.

After Fendric gets the message Nurthk goes outside, looking around to see if it's still raining and whether it would be too damp out to comfortably camp.

 

[dpdx]

[Fendric was actually having his rant inside the cave, where the most yellow-scarves could be chastised. But no matter. ]

Fendric looks up at Nurthk. "I am out of healing, and I have already treated that wound! Tell me he did not-"

The cleric notes that Nurthk is not in a position to argue on behalf of Raven's inability to leave grievous injuries unexacerbated.

"Very well."

He stands up, and follows Nurthk back down to where the metal man is twitching about. Seeing Raven, he walks up to where the woodsman has staked out his excellent vantage point.

[Another take 20 Heal check for Raven, which should be sufficient for Fendric to give him a stern talking-to, if he wanted to.]

"Is everything all right? Excellent. Now you must rest, and I too must rest, or I cannot HEAL anyone to full health in the morning. Do not reinjure yourself tonight. Hiritus and I both are out of healing."

This last sentence seems to remind him of something, and Fendric looks at Raven again.

"Thank you for forcibly deactivating the vexing metal man, and for taking the brunt of its punishment. I still do not understand how a group that seemed to have no problem accosting us would fail to defend itself against that infernal machine, but of such details are heroes made. You did very well."

 

[Festy_Dog]

(ooc: Oops, I'll fix that. )