CLOSED! Rhun's Greyhawk ALPHA Game (ToEE)

[Leif]

Trevor Champlaign

Grateful for Kurt's assertiveness and definite direction, Trevor stops, does an abrupt about face, and is ready to follow Kurt.

"Do you know the way home?" Trevor asks with a grin.

 

[Rhun]

Scotley, please add the two flasks of alchemist fire to Verdis' character sheet when you get a moment...


Your company quickly moves out to investigate the two doors that Kurt spied a little while ago. Again, you are disappointed to find a pair of unoccupied rooms. The twenty foot square chamber to the east appears to be a storage chamber for dried goods: there are sacks of roots, tubers, wheat and grain; barrels of salt pork and other dried and cured meats; pouches of pemmican; boxes of hardtack and stale biscuits, and even a few wheels of hard cheese.

The chamber to the west is apparently used to store drink for the inhabitants of this place. There are barrels, casks and kegs of all sizes, most containing either cheap beer or poor quality wine.

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[Leif]

Trevor Champlaign

"Is there any area of this level that we have yet to explore, or is it time for us to delve deeper?"

 

[Legildur]

Kurt waits patiently for one of the other more established members to retake control. "I know there are unexplored areas here, but you would know better than I where they would be," he says. "Do you think they have abandonded this place?" he asks.

 

[Rhun]

Ragnok tugs at his beard as he considers. "There still be area t' the north, methinks."

 

[Leif]

Trevor Champlaign

"No, I don't think the place has been abandoned, because we are finding too many things in here that are signs of habitation. I think that they would have taken their bedding with them if they were leaving permanently. No, I think that all or most of them are gathered together in here somewhere. Since this is supposedly a temple, maybe they are worshipping in a large sanctuary, perhaps down below us?" Trevor shudders at the thought of the unholy rite that could possbily be occurring even at this very moment.

"Well, if there is an area to explore on this level, lead on, please! Maybe we'll find something other than water barrels and bedsheets."

 

[Rhun]

"That's good thinkin', lad," says Ragnok to Trevor. Then the dwarf turns and leads the way back through the dungeons northward, his ancestral axe held at the ready. "Let us be findin' some foe t' kill."

 

[Leif]

Trevor Champlaign

"Thanks. I just hope that, if I'm right, we don't walk in on their gathering. You say you want to kill something, and I share your feeling, but if we took on every inhabitant of this whole place at once, we would be in deep trouble!"

 

[Rhun]

"Bah," growls the dwarf, leading the way, "Throw me int' a mob o' crazy cultists, and I'll be cuttin' 'em all down."

 

[Scotley]

Verdis

Listening to the conversation the warlock once again silently gives thanks for having such stalwart meat shields between him and the opposition. A small smile on his lips he says, "Yes, let's at them. Lead on."