CanadienneBacon
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CanadienneBacon
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Korgrave rushes forward a bit and lets loose with a stone from his sling. Because of a poor angle into the pit, Korgrave's rock misses by a hair and sends a spray of stonework raining down upon the rat and Karl.
Kiaphas, surer of foot and aim, moves forward to the ten foot square just south of the pit. Drawing a practiced bead on the snarling rat, whose jaws drip with yellow foam mottled with red blood, Kiaphas looses a single arrow that drives deeply between the beast's shoulder blades. With a wretching growl, the rat falls prone at Karl's feet, its tail coiling to its hind quarters in a death throe.
Grotz, using his own height and Karl's combined, stretches out a hand toward Karl to lift his fellow half-orc from the pit. "Grab my hand Karl."
Hearing Karl's grunt of surprise and then the crash of the half-orc's fall, Elyan indomitably gasps, "Oh! What's happened? Is he all right? Rogue, guide." Rogue, the able guide dog to the blind wayfarer, leads Elyan to the brink of the pit where Karl now stands over both a decayed and heavily-chewed on goblin corpse and an oily-furred dead rat. The stench emanating from the pit is powerful.
End of initiative. Post at will. Karl is still down at the bottom of the 10-foot pit.
Kiaphas, surer of foot and aim, moves forward to the ten foot square just south of the pit. Drawing a practiced bead on the snarling rat, whose jaws drip with yellow foam mottled with red blood, Kiaphas looses a single arrow that drives deeply between the beast's shoulder blades. With a wretching growl, the rat falls prone at Karl's feet, its tail coiling to its hind quarters in a death throe.
Grotz, using his own height and Karl's combined, stretches out a hand toward Karl to lift his fellow half-orc from the pit. "Grab my hand Karl."
Hearing Karl's grunt of surprise and then the crash of the half-orc's fall, Elyan indomitably gasps, "Oh! What's happened? Is he all right? Rogue, guide." Rogue, the able guide dog to the blind wayfarer, leads Elyan to the brink of the pit where Karl now stands over both a decayed and heavily-chewed on goblin corpse and an oily-furred dead rat. The stench emanating from the pit is powerful.
End of initiative. Post at will. Karl is still down at the bottom of the 10-foot pit.
hafrogman
Adventurer
Karl looks up at Kiaphas and grins a little.
"Thanks."
Then he waves away Grotz's hand for a moment.
"Wait."
While he has the opportunity, he looks around the bottom of the pit trap. Poking at the rat to make sure it's dead, and then examining the goblin body, along with anything else of interest in the hole with him.
[ooc: search + 5]
"Thanks."
Then he waves away Grotz's hand for a moment.
"Wait."
While he has the opportunity, he looks around the bottom of the pit trap. Poking at the rat to make sure it's dead, and then examining the goblin body, along with anything else of interest in the hole with him.
[ooc: search + 5]
CanadienneBacon
Explorer
The rat, which does indeed appear to be thoroughly dead, sports a gnarled leather collar around its neck. Judging by the matted fur underneath and several red, raw open sores created by the leather, the collar looks to be a fairly recent adornment yet something worn long enough to injure the beast. Other than the collar, Karl finds nothing of interest on the rat. Searching the putrid goblin corpse, which sports breeches alone and a bare chest with the right side skin and connective tissue ripped through to show milky white bone underneath, yields 3 copper pennies from the breeches pocket. All three pennies bear a strange and crude insignia stamped on one side, while the opposite side is blank. A hide pouch strung about the goblin's neck reveals a surprising find. Karl finds 23 silver marks and 4 intact gold crowns inside the neck pouch. All the coins inside the neck pouch are of Velunian minting. A broken half-spear lies in three pieces along the pit's east side.
Re-iterating descriptive text: The narrow stairs empty into a small courtyard, apparently the top of what was once a crenellated battlement. The buried citadel has sunk so far into the earth that the battlement is now level with the surrounding cavern floor. The floor stretches away to the north and south, and is composed of a layer of treacherous crumbled masonry that reaches to an unknown depth. To the west looms the surviving structure of what must be the Citadel. A tower stands on the west side of the courtyard. The expanse of crumbled masonry surrounds the remains of the entire keep. Small rats can be seen fleeing from the light shed by Kiaphas's sunrod.
A stone door shod with iron bracers is inset into the west tower that darkly looms over Karl's pit.
Re-iterating descriptive text: The narrow stairs empty into a small courtyard, apparently the top of what was once a crenellated battlement. The buried citadel has sunk so far into the earth that the battlement is now level with the surrounding cavern floor. The floor stretches away to the north and south, and is composed of a layer of treacherous crumbled masonry that reaches to an unknown depth. To the west looms the surviving structure of what must be the Citadel. A tower stands on the west side of the courtyard. The expanse of crumbled masonry surrounds the remains of the entire keep. Small rats can be seen fleeing from the light shed by Kiaphas's sunrod.
A stone door shod with iron bracers is inset into the west tower that darkly looms over Karl's pit.
hafrogman
Adventurer
Grunting slightly as he gives a curious look over the copper pennies, Karl eventually shrugs to himself. He tosses the pouch up out of the pit, and then straightens up to his full height as he now takes Grotz's offered hand and pulls himself out of the pit. He dusts himself off as he look back over the pit from above, wincing slightly as he brushes over some of the worst bruises and scrapes from his fall.
He holds the copper coins out in the palm of one hand, with their strange symbols facing upwards.
"Look."
He holds the copper coins out in the palm of one hand, with their strange symbols facing upwards.
"Look."
Strahd_Von_Zarovich
First Post
Grotzkoshter, Half Orc Fighter
Grotz glance at the coins with a broad yellow teethed smile, not even paying attention to the strange symbols,
This is my first treasure … hmm, our treasure.
But then the excitement fades away as he recalls the abyssal flying soul sucking bat and he looks up nervously, when all are okay he lifts the basket and the keg and ready himself.
Grotz glance at the coins with a broad yellow teethed smile, not even paying attention to the strange symbols,
This is my first treasure … hmm, our treasure.
But then the excitement fades away as he recalls the abyssal flying soul sucking bat and he looks up nervously, when all are okay he lifts the basket and the keg and ready himself.
CanadienneBacon
Explorer
Elyan, hearing a hide pouch hit the stone and rubble near the pit and then hearing Karl say, "Look," comes over to do just that. Not realizing that Karl holds pennies with strange insignia in his palm for everyone to see, however, Elyan mistakenly heads for the hide pouch and instead inspects the contents of the pouch by tactile feel. Pleased at the feel of what is obviously a good amount of silver and a few gold crowns, Elyan hands the pouch back to Karl. "A right bonny take! You've done well to fall in that pit, Karl! These'll buy us a few nights of comfort back up top." The blond human smiles winsomely at Karl in compliment. "Where to next, gents?"
While Korgrave peers in interest at the iron-shod stone door inset into the dilapidated tower wall, Kiaphas steps toward Karl. Frowning in distraction at the strange pennies, the priest brushes aside the coins in favor of a look at Karl's injuries from the fall. "Should you wish it, I've healing grace to spare to mend what wounds you suffered from falling." Gesturing at a bruise blossoming a mottled red and ominous black on Karl's forearm, Kiaphas continues, "That blood welt, there, looks painful."
While Korgrave peers in interest at the iron-shod stone door inset into the dilapidated tower wall, Kiaphas steps toward Karl. Frowning in distraction at the strange pennies, the priest brushes aside the coins in favor of a look at Karl's injuries from the fall. "Should you wish it, I've healing grace to spare to mend what wounds you suffered from falling." Gesturing at a bruise blossoming a mottled red and ominous black on Karl's forearm, Kiaphas continues, "That blood welt, there, looks painful."
hafrogman
Adventurer
With a slight scowl that nobody seems at all interested in the strange coins, Karl grunts to himself and slips them into his pouch to look at them later. He does his best to hide his irritation when he looks to Kiaphas and nods in response to the cleric's question.
"Please."
After receiving his due ministrations, Karl returns his gaze to the pit and doorway.
[sblock=ooc]Is the pit blocking the path to the doorway? Right in front of it? If so, Karl will see if he can rig the trap shut.
Disable Device +7
Otherwise, he will make his way around the edge of the pit and examine the door.
Search +5[/sblock]
"Please."
After receiving his due ministrations, Karl returns his gaze to the pit and doorway.
[sblock=ooc]Is the pit blocking the path to the doorway? Right in front of it? If so, Karl will see if he can rig the trap shut.
Disable Device +7
Otherwise, he will make his way around the edge of the pit and examine the door.
Search +5[/sblock]
CanadienneBacon
Explorer
With slender fingers, Kiaphas gently probes at Karl's bruises. Breathing a delicate and prayerful incantation to Corellon in elvish, Kiaphas's palms radiate heat that, when placed upon Karl's injuries, bring a calming relief to the aches Karl suffered during the fall. The blood welt on Karl's forearm fades from an angry red, soon enough leaving behind only new clean flesh. Having finished his prayer, the priest backs away from Karl and turns his attention to the others. "I'm sorry I could not do more. I've little enough healing left to me this day, and Grotzkoshter is still looking peaked from where the furry bulbous-bodied flying beast sapped him of a barrel of blood. The ravine, the climb down, and this courtyard seem dangerous enough...I shall save my last healing prayer for an emergency. Let us pray we do not meet with more ill this day. Here, Grotz, let me tend to those wounds." Kiaphas strides over to Grotz and examines the puncture wound on Grotz's shoulder from the flying creature. Sharply inhaling a hiss of breath in dismay at sight of the ragged hole in Grotz's flesh, Kiaphas quickly intones a prayer of power to Corellon.
Kiaphas casts cure minor on Karl, for 1 point of healing. Kiaphas casts cure light on Grotz, for 9 points of healing. Tailspinner will take over rp of Kiaphas for the time being.
Focusing his attention and ministrations on the pit, Karl readily discovers that the pit door is set to close on its own and the trap will re-activate upon the door closing. The gearworks enabling this feature of the pit are, however, just beyond both reach and ken. Karl can see the gearworks but because they are bored seven feet into an inch-wide hole at the bottom of the pit, he is unable to reach the gears and thus can't seem to disable the trap. Re-focusing his attention on the door, Karl finds that the pit is indeed directly in front of the stone door but that one can easily enough skirt around the pit along a solid interface of stonework some 12 inches wide between the edge of the pit and the door jamb. The door itself does not appear to have any sort of locking device at all. The door is currently closed.
Kiaphas casts cure minor on Karl, for 1 point of healing. Kiaphas casts cure light on Grotz, for 9 points of healing. Tailspinner will take over rp of Kiaphas for the time being.
Focusing his attention and ministrations on the pit, Karl readily discovers that the pit door is set to close on its own and the trap will re-activate upon the door closing. The gearworks enabling this feature of the pit are, however, just beyond both reach and ken. Karl can see the gearworks but because they are bored seven feet into an inch-wide hole at the bottom of the pit, he is unable to reach the gears and thus can't seem to disable the trap. Re-focusing his attention on the door, Karl finds that the pit is indeed directly in front of the stone door but that one can easily enough skirt around the pit along a solid interface of stonework some 12 inches wide between the edge of the pit and the door jamb. The door itself does not appear to have any sort of locking device at all. The door is currently closed.
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