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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Capellan" data-source="post: 681359" data-attributes="member: 6294">"Hooberan's Stockade" by Wicht  - Part 13The next house - the last in the row - proves to hold nothing of interest, and so the group moves quickly to the third and final row of buildings."Not a bad sized place, this one." for a moment, Mantreus seems to have turned into a real estate agent, but then his real import becomes clear, "Easily the biggest since that one where we found all the money.  Keep your eyes open for loot."And with that heart-warming sentiment, the group enters through the front door.Inside, it quickly becomes apparent that this was the home of someone with a love for books, as there are shelves laden with them in most of the rooms the group enters.  It also appears that some kind of creature has rampaged through the house, as several of the shelves have been knocked to the floor, scattering their contents about."Hey - look at this." Mantreus crouches beside one of the fallen books and flips it open, revealing that the pages have been sealed together and then hollowed out.  Within the hiding place is a black velvet bag, filled with coins.Twinkle snatches up the bag, then hefts it experimentally, eyes a little unfocussed as she judges the weight."Sixty, maybe seventy gold." She says at last, tossing the bag to Stormstrider.  The elf ranger is so surprised he almost fumbles it, but eventually manages to clutch it against his chest."How do you know it's gold?" Mantreus grumps at being upstaged.Twinkle merely taps her nose, looking very pleased with herself as she does so.She's so pleased, in fact, that she forgets usual timidity and scampers up the stairs ahead of the rest of the company.  Still grinning, she turns on the top step and starts to call for the others to come up.Which is when the ghoul bursts out of a nearby room and leaps toward her.Releasing an appropriately girlish squeal of fright, the young gnome tumbles down the steps, landing sprawled - but unhurt - on the lower floor.  The ghoul is only just behind her, however, as it comes rushing down, claws outstretched.Mantreus shouts words of power, and a ray of pale energy flashes over the creature's shoulder, narrowly missing it.  The sorcerer curses: he obviously needs to do more work on his control of his powers.Stomrstrider leaps up the stairs to meet the ghoul, his sickle biting deep into its flesh.  The ghoul shoulders past him, however, claws digging into Twinkle's back.  The gnome cries out as she feels numbness spread from the wound.  Fighting it off, she manages to roll aside, stabbing blindly with her sword to fend off the ghoul."Back, fell beast!" the Padre invokes his god, but for once St Cuthbert is not with him. "In the name of Pelor, begone!" Sirdros strides forward, and his force of drives the quailing ghoul back up the stairs.  It tries to flee into one of the rooms, but neither Stormstrider or Elspeth will stand for that: the two elves, secure in their immunity to paralysis, race upstairs and quickly dispatch it.With the ghoul out of the way, and Twinkle's wounds attended to, the rest of the group joins the two elves on the top floor, and take a look through the rooms, there.  They find a couple of savaged corpses, but other than giving these unfortunate victims a few words to help speed them to their gods, there is little to make the adventurers pause in their sweep through the house.And then they reach the locked door at the end of the corridor.</blockquote>

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