Clutches of Evil - IC: Chapter Two

[unleashed]

Keryth, Male Drakontos Cleric

“Assuming we are able to return and claim it of course. Though it won’t hurt if we don’t carry everything away, from time to time,” Keryth chuckles, as he proceeds to stack the armour and weapons behind the rock where the archer was standing. “So, shall we proceed to the office then?” he asks, taking several steps in its general direction as he waits for the others to decide.

 

[jkason]

Byntrou, roguishly sorcerous barbarian

“Assuming we are able to return and claim it of course. Though it won’t hurt if we don’t carry everything away, from time to time,” Keryth chuckles, as he proceeds to stack the armour and weapons behind the rock where the archer was standing. “So, shall we proceed to the office then?” he asks, taking several steps in its general direction as he waits for the others to decide.

Byn shrugs. "Life is risks, I suppose," he says in response to Keryth's concerns the arms and armour might be taken. "I'll take the gamble. Besides, their employer ought to have more, yes?"

With that, he, too, moves toward the office.

 

[unleashed]

Keryth, Male Drakontos Cleric

Keryth shakes his head as Byntrou misinterprets his statement. “I suppose they might, though I’m not concerned about that. I was just saying that we may not be able to return this way on our way out... though I suppose that depends how things go at the office.”

 

[Nonlethal Force]

Keryth, Byntrou:

Upon reaching the outside of the office, Keryth and Byntrou are able to to overhear two raised voices. The first voice is not that of the one who lowered the force field underground. His words are muffled. A response comes from the one who did lower the field underground. "I don't care what you think! They're on their way here and I doubt the lame guards that you hire can keep them in! Like it or not, we'll have to face them!"

"WE!?!" comes a startled response from the other man in the room. THis time his voice is loud enough and clear enough to hear through the office walls.

The door to the office is unguarded. Far down the road, Keryth and Byntrou can see the guards stations at the fence to leave the mining area. They look uninformed about anything going on in the main camp.

 

[unleashed]

Keryth, Male Drakontos Cleric

“Well, let’s get this over with, before the other guards get wind of anything,” Keryth whispers, before leading the group into the office.

 

[jkason]

Byntrou, roguishly sorcerous barbarian

“Well, let’s get this over with, before the other guards get wind of anything,” Keryth whispers, before leading the group into the office.

Byntrou nods, then nods to his herdmate. "Shall we try the direct approach? I can't remember the last time Bahruul got a chance to bash in a door."

[sblock=OOC]Go ahead and assume Byn agrees to whatever counter-plan Keryth might offer up, if we don't go for the bash in the door plan[/sblock]

 

[Nonlethal Force]

Varius, Eion:

After waiting a bit for a response from Eion, the waiter replies, "Indeed, sir. Another ale, then."

Byntrou, Keryth:

[Sblock=OOC Unleashed]Up to you, then ... lead the party in the normal way or allow Bahruul to bash in the door?[/Sblock]

 

[unleashed]

Keryth, Male Drakontos Cleric

Byntrou nods, then nods to his herdmate. "Shall we try the direct approach? I can't remember the last time Bahruul got a chance to bash in a door."

“Well, let’s just see if it’s locked first, as we don’t want to have the guards up there come running for no reason,” Keryth whispers, reaching to open the door and lead the group in. If he finds the door locked though, he motions for Bahruul to break it down.

 

[Nonlethal Force]

The door slides open quite easily. The unknown voice - the party can now see the owner standing behind an office desk - cries out. "What is going on here?"

The one in robes from the tunnels turns and points, "Now you have to deal with them!"

The owner behind the desk appears to be dwarven. His stout and sturdy body is considerably shorter than all but Destiny. His arms hint at the fact that he earned his way into position through hard work in the mines - not birthright.

 

[jkason]

Byntrou, roguishly sorcerous barbarian

The door slides open quite easily. The unknown voice - the party can now see the owner standing behind an office desk - cries out. "What is going on here?"

Whether due to inspiration or his capricious nature, Byntrou holds his attack. He points is scimitar accusingly at the man from the tunnels.

"Your man is a murderer," he declares. "He took the priests down into the mine, and when they failed to kill the innocent creatures below, he slaughtered them. He tried to do the same to us."

Raising an eyebrow, Byn adds, "I'm sure you had nothing to do with this, and are appalled at the discovery, yes?"