CLOSED! Rhun's Greyhawk OMEGA Game (ToEE)

"Over here and then sit down on the floor next to those." Sir Merrick herds the prisoners together with the unconscious. "You surrendered. Those who didn't will hang. Continue to cooperate. How do you enter the temple? How many men in the woods, and how many in the temple?"
 

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Jinx starts out nodding at Ciaran's convoluted logic, then shakes his head as if to silently say "What the--?!" The gnome blinks at Ciaran and thinks, "Garl's gems, he's a mean one. Almost as tempermental as ol' Merrick!" The gnome eyes the archers with no small amount of trepidation, sure that the men will react to the jibe, and perhaps unfavorably. Jinx's hand strays to the hilt of his dagger. "Dagnabbit, where is that Shoon!" A small oath escapes Jinx's lips.
 

The iron box in the captain's room contains coin...a decent amount of each type. It looks as though it may be the payroll box with which the captain would pay his troops.

Although it takes a few minutes, Deren eventually finds a flagstone in the floor of the captain's chamber that pivots on one edge. Lifting it reveals a large bronze ring set in the floor. When Zirat grasps the ring and pulls, a trap door swings open. The whole seems to be a sophisticated affair of counterbalances, such that when closed the flagstone covers back over the top, again concealing the trapdoor.

Below the trapdoor is a shaft about three feet square, with sturdy bronze rungs set into the wall.


Loot
Pp: 70
Gp: 250
Sp: 400
Cp: 400
 

The archer glares at Ciaran, then ignores him to answer Merrick's questions. "You got to get into the Temple by the side doors. I think they're kept locked...I've not been in there, so I'm not sure. In the woods, there aren't many men at all. Perhaps six? In the Temple, though...them priests have recruited scores of men."
 

Zirat

Once downed to never comeback up
Snorts the big gladiator and turns to Aeron and Deren.
We are going to block this exit with the bed and the desk, the captain will stay down this cave to rot.
He then steps out of the room, eyes the brigands and address the others
Did they sang something valuable
 

Jinx nods and points. "Through the doors, that's where. Priests of elemental magic, with scores of brigands to protect them. At least according to this one here." Jinx points at the talkative archer. "Once these men are accounted for and bound, I'm for going through the door." Jinx turns to the archers. "Sir Merrick there," Jinx points at Merrick, "is both opinionated and forceful. You'll be wanting his mercy and there's no priest in this land, and I'd lay coin on this last, what as can spur him to mercy when he's ill inclined to grant it of his own accord. You lot look piteable and hungry. Your attack on us is misplaced. You're still strong fighting men; who are the priests inside this foul temple to tell you otherwise? Join us against these priests, vent your wrath on them. Raise yourselves up and recover some measure of pride! Mayhap in so doing Merrick will agree to your conditional release."

Diplomacy +1. Anyone want to help? :heh:
 

The talkative man shakes his head at Jinx, his eyes wide with fear. "No way. Send me to prison...or even hang me if that is my fate. But you don't know them priests. You go into the Temple, you'll likely end up gettin' fed to a demon. Tortured and tormented for all time."
 

Ciaran snorts. "That is just a children's fable. Once the demons rend and digest your soul, you cease to exist and stop suffering."

He blinks and looks around. "Er... not that it helps matters any."

Ciaran then turns to Jinx. "Do we need anything more from these people? I begin to think that binding them is superfluous. Undoubtedly the priests know to expect us, and if there is nothing more to gain with their incapacitation, we should simply carry on. Of course, I would not want these cowards to become nuisances later on. Unfortunately, I must ask: is there some compelling reason not to kill them? Where is Shoon, in any case? Is that all we miss right now?"
 


Shoon soon comes back into the tower, grumbling that the rain has started again. The monk is unharmed, and carrying with him several pair of manacles for the prisoners.
 

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