Constables of the 14th Ward

[Scotley]

OOC: now IC hates us again.

OOC: It surprisingly easy for a couple of DM's to bribe a website owner on a shoestring budget to adjust the code for a handful of users. Oh, that was intended for Leif only...

OOC: You'll be happy to discover that I rolled some of the treasure for this encounter on IC and it was very kind to you.

 

[xedr]

Darius resists the urge to join in on Wally's dancing. Instead, he scans the surroundings for threats or other points of interest. It occurs to him that a giant might have a lot of treasure, and he begins scouting around.

 

[Leif]

Darius finds a corner of the cavern where there are the remains of a cook-fire, a few mis-matched pots that look like they missed their date with the scrap heap long ago, all mended in several places each with various soft metals (no gold, though. Not even ogres and giants are that stupid, yet). There are also two relatively flat places that are big enough for giant-sized creatures to sleep. In the larger of the two flat spots are a pile of ratty, moth-eaten blankets, and what looks like a big pile of burlap. There is also a man-sized cage nearby, where there are three emaciated, unwashed humans, who are huddled together in the furthest corner and looking over their shoulders fearfully.

 

[Lou]

Raul

As the party slowly moves again, Raul will recover his dropped light source and scout out the limits of the cave, moving counter-clockwise from where the party entered.

 

[Helfdan]

Alarion of Tovarre

On seeing the prisoners by the light Darius carries/wears, Alarion joins the former soldier, and studies the cage, trying to release them.

 

[Leif]

Alarion finds the cage to be locked with an old, rusty, but still effective lock. No key is immediately evident.

 

[Leif]

Raul's Growing Concentric Search

On about his third circuit outward, Raul sees a metallic glint near a still growing column in the living cavern. Investigating the glint further, he finds a large wooden box. As soon as he sees the box, he notices that there is another, smaller, lock on its hasp.

 

[jkason]

Moru Sen, human conjurer

Moru shrugs his shoulders as he receives extra healing. "That's a little better. Thanks," he says.

As the others begin their search, he pulls a bit of tortoise shell from his spell pouch. A few muttered phrases and a hand gesture that looks vaguely obscene, and the air around him shimmers slightly for a moment before returning to normal.

Apparently happy with the results, Moru returns the shell to his pouch.

"Last thing I need is another sneak attack like that last one," he says by way of explanation.

[sblock=OOC]Moru's casting his Protection from Arrows spell. For the next 5 hours, he has DR 10/magic vs. ranged weapons. Wouldn't have saved him entirely from the boulder, but it probably wouldn't have hurt so much if he'd had the good sense to activate it when he cast Mage Armor.[/sblock]

 

[xedr]

Darius offers some trail rations to the prisoners and tries to strike up a conversation. [highlight](To Alarion) "Maybe we should search the giant and his guys for the key to this cell." (To the prisoners)"You guys look like you're starving! Have some food while we try to figure out how to get y'all out of here. How long have you guys been in here?"[/highlight][sblock=ooc]Diplomacy roll (1d20 2=19)[/sblock]

 

[Leif]

Darius is at least LOOKING very diplomatic today ( ), so the people in the cage decide that they have nothing to lose and accept his proffered rations. "We've been here for awhile now, I can't say how long. It's so hard to judge the passage of time when you can't ever see the sun. We've been in a state of total torment. There were 15 of us in this cage, you see. The others were all eaten, one by one."