Crossed Paths, Part II

[Krilith]

~Dhormuim turns to Octar and asks for a moment~

"I think that we should try and not linger here for to long, we still have some light of the day left to us. It would be better spent on horseback, and not on an early meal. My dwarven eyes can help you find a suiteble place to set up camp if the night shrouds us.
So lets try and make haste with this roman, decide what to do with him and then move on."

~With those words spoken Dhormium turns walks over to the roman. He too was an archaeologist, escaped his faith from beasts that attacked him and comes too seek shelter behind our shields and swords.....so he can slip a knife between ribs that are unguarded perhaps? "Oh, hail. I come in peace. My party was sacked by orcs. I escaped.", those words echoing through his mind.

I want no more trickery and deceit, if it were only a battlefield. The difference between easilly distinguishable, just bash in the head of the person who walked under a 'strange' banner and was clad in foreign clothes or armor. I want clarity, I want answers and i shall have them!
Dhormium utters words to his dwarven deity, reaches for his symbol, and completes his spell, and walks to Tullius~

"Roman, Tullius, Tell us all you know. What happened when you where captured, by who, with how many where they. Speak your words true and complete for I will notice every lie you tell."

~Again, a whisper in his mind speaks words "My name is Sergious Crasus. I'm no longer a legionaire. I'm now affiliated with the University of Pisa. I'm an archeologist". Is there a connection, do they know each other? All those questions, I need answers~

"....and to what university did your party belong to?"


ooc: casted Zone of truth, DC 16, will negates. I don't have my phb with me now so i can't tell you how long it will last. The reason for clarity is pretty important for Dhormium now (not the he wish tullius a cold welcome)

 

[doghead]

Yes the dwarf has found his voice again, and for that I am glad. I am loath to trust so quickly after our encounter with Sergius, but it would be unfortunate to loose an ally out here.

 

[eoghanbt]

Tullius nods a bit, as, from several quarters, questions are quick and forthcoming. "We had been at the ruins for about a month when the diggers uncovered a tunnel entrance to a tomb. The archaeologists were excited, as they apparently were hoping to find the burial place of Meneleus, who was one of Alexander the Great's generals. We sent a rider to get word by sea to Gracchus Nervii, the senator who was the patron of the expedition. A beast with wings and a lion's head demanded tribute or swore to attack us, but Sergius,the assistant to Matriculus, who was the chief of the operation and whom I was charged to protect...Ah. but I lose the thread. Sergius gave the beast cheap bracelets, torcs, trade goods we had brought in case we had any troubles with the local tribesm, and it departed. The digging went well, and there were no other threats..Until suddenly without warning orcs set upon the camp. They were organized, and numerous. I fled into the swamp, then circled back, hoping to surprise them while they were looting the camp." He wipe his brow, flicking his hand to spatter drops of sweat upon the leaves and needles upon the ground.
"They had killed the workers we had hired, along with both of the other guards. Matriculus was allive, however...bound in their camp. They seemed to be settling in and waiting. The next morning they were attacked by these..." he scuffs his foot in the direction of one of the dog-men. "I charged in, thinking I could rescue Matriculus in the confusion. But I was struck by some foul sorcery...frozen...the orcs were killed in turn, and then these creatures stripped and divided my equipment, along with the rest of the contents of our camp. These two took me...the others killed their orcish prisoners, and then carried Matriculus into the tunnels.." He stops, his voice cracking once more.

 

[Thomas Hobbes]

Octar narrows his eyes. "Sergius? Tell me about Sergius."

 

[eoghanbt]

Tullius turns his head towards Octus, as he asks...

"Sergius...he was Matriculus' assistant. I met him on the voyage out from Rome. He supervised the workers during the dig and in the tunnel, while Matriculus examined the artifacts as they were brought up...He handled the Lion-beast quite deftly, and seemed to have boundless enthusiasm for the whole endeavor.."

 

[Thomas Hobbes]

Octar frowns. Perhaps they are not one in the same? "Describe this 'Sergius' to me," he says, his tone changing from suspicious to confused.

 

[Jarval]

"There may well be others out here looking for... secrets. My father said that we might well run into others with the same aim as ourselves." Brioc replies quietly to Ehldannis. "Did you find anything of importance with your spell?" The druid keeps his voice low, trying to keep it from the ears of all by Ehldannis.

"Tunnels? What tunnels? Could you lead us to them?" He asks Tullius. "If they have kept this Matriculus alive, we may yet be able to rescue him."

Not to mention the fact that a guide might save us time looking for the tomb. This is good, we're drawing closer, I can feel it.

 

[Manzanita]

DM is back

I'll email Inez the results of Ehldannis' spell. Please keep your emails up to date (mine changed recently - please don't use the AOL one anymore). If Ehldannis wishes to whisper a reply to Brioc, please send him an email. That applies to any intercharacter communication that you wish to keep private. Just please copy me, so I know what's going on & can expand upon the information if I choose. Dhormium's spell will last 4 minutes. Since I didn't log in in time to roll a save for Tullius, anyone interested in telling a lie in the next four minutes, make your own save roll, & i'll trust you to be honest about it. Assume Tullius is able to describe Sergius exactly as you knew him.

 

[eoghanbt]

Tullius describes Sergius...then..."I could lead you to them," he rasps. "These things held a straight course...and I had ranged over these woods quite a bit the past few weeks.."

 

[Thomas Hobbes]

"Did you know he was of orc blood?" asks Octar, suspicious again. But he glances at Brioc and hands back the silver eagle. Implied is do I also hand him the axe? In other words, Do we trust him?