Dark Deeds On White Mountain--Game Thread

[Gray Shade]

Ulruss and Penny eagerly let Lars take a mug from each of them. They then continue to watch him as he backs away, but are distracted by Haakon. They gasp a bit at the mention of Lars' wounds, but forget him for the moment when his shyness forces him to back up to the far side of the dragon. Ulruss watches the scene for a moment, then drinks the other ale herself and says to Haakon, "You will be able to sing quite a story of this adventure! Now that the spirit is vanquished, Hazel is again safe. There will be much celebrating!"

Meanwhile Penny, unable to keep from smiling at Dentmus' antics, gives him a broad, toothy grin and her other ale.

Both Dentmus and The Padre aren't sure about one of the dragon's wings, obviously broken in well over a dozen places and shredded and bloody between the bones, but overall, the creature will live.

Haakon can feel its hot breath on his hands and thighs and feel the muscles in its thick, ropy neck. Unable to resist, he touches its face, which is smoother than he expected, the scales of the dragon are still soft in its young age. Its beard is thin but long, matted in spittle and dirt. Haakon, Dentmus, The Padre, and Kah can tell that some scales seem to be scraped off of the dragon, and it's mottled with dirt that is thick with grit and bits of stone.

The Padre, too, can't help but examine the dragon closer and gets a good sense of its beauty, even through all its cuts and bruises. He sees that Lars knocked a couple of its teeth out when he smacked it the first time (the teeth are lying on the ground nearby, wrapped in a length of vine that's not so active as it was just a moment before). With an incantation, The Padre heals the dragon. Its wounds close enough to stop bleeding, and its muscles flex as it slowly begins to regain consciousness.

Several miners come up with chains and ropes, but when they see what's happened, they somberly back away, dropping the instruments. Several other miners, however, pay no heed to the dragon and move to collect their friends from inside the cave.

These miners move up next to Mist, five of them total. They carry axes and shields, ready for combat now and spread out, following on Mist's flanks. They are quiet and sober. At about 40 feet in, the sunlight is just a blurry disk of light, while in the other direction, torches every 30 feet along the wall make the path lit but shadowy and dark. The mine continues forward, forking off in several places. Mist takes her time, concentrating and looking about, but she sees no signs of trouble, and detects only that the spirit they just fought has, indeed, come this way, but is not here now. It seems to have continued down the main passage.

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Krug: It's up to you whether you use your *choke* wand. The creature will live and is beginning to stir from The Padre's spell, so it doesn't REQUIRE any more healing, but like I said, it's up to you.

 

[Gray Shade]

You all see the Mayor approaching cautiously from the town. He stays back a good 30 or 40 feet and listens and watches, but says nothing. He still looks pale and scared.

 

[Krug]

Dentmus takes the offered beer and downs it. "Thank you. And now we must save the poor misguided dragon." The druid says, dragging the boar behind while wiping the foam off his mouth.
Inspecting the dragon, Dentmus sees that the Padre has healed it sufficiently. "So what does one do with this dragon? Not quite a housepet is it? Quiet Grunt, of I shall have to offer you as a wakeup snack to the poor wyrm," says Dentmus. He says to the miners, "Now kind donations to us hard working adventurers who have saved your lifes would be appreciated. Payment in alcohol is also accepted," remaks the druid.

Dentmus will save his wand for later.. the wand of CLW, of course.

 

[Gray Shade]

The miners assembled give Dentmus a mean look when when he mentions reward. One of them says angrily, "We've still got two Men and two Dwarves in that cave. I didn't see you save them!"

After a loud and uncomfortable clearing of his throat, the Mayor chimes in from a distance: "Now, now! One problem at a time, there, Roruk. These people are doing their best, and stopping a rampaging dragon isn't such a bad start."

 

[Deuce Traveler]

Lars notices Mist and the miners walking cautiously into the mine and decides that's probably the easiest direction away from those strange women folk. He moves to catch up with them, careful not to spill his ale as he rests his axe against his shoulder.

He finally catches up to the dwarves behind Mist and takes a loud sip of his ale followed by a hearty "BBBrrrUUUUUUURRRP!"

The dwarf in the very rear gives a loud yelp and looks angrily at Lars. Lars looks a little embarrassed and asks in dwarven, "What? Uh... sorry?"

OOC: Is it ok that Lars can speak basic dwarven since I have in his history that he was raised by a dwarven clan?

 

[Gray Shade]

OOC: Yeah, Lars should be proficient in Dwarven. All the "locals" got it as a free language since it is so prevalent in the village. If it's not on Lars sheet, then that's only because we missed it! It's on the copy of his sheet that I have, if it's not on yours go ahead and add it.

 

[Krug]

"Well we can't save everyone at one time... and be more grateful that the Gods have seen fit to spare the lot of you!" says Dentmus, scowling at the miners. He follows Mist and The Padre deeper into the mine.

 

[Bloodweaver1]

Mist slowly raises her head and opens her eyes as she ends her concentration. Her gifted divinations revealing to her all there is to know. “You can run... but you can’t hide...” she says softly as she looks deeper into the darkness of the cavern. Letting her guard relax for a bit she is just about to face the other miners when she is suddenly greeted by Lars’ resounding battle cry reverberating down the mineshaft. With her bright green eyes she stares straight at Lars, giving him a hard look, before returning her attention back to the miners. “How many miners are still unaccounted for?” She says in her classic military tone.

She listens to the miners and then nods her head. Continuing in her commanding tone she says, “Alright, we need to know what we are dealing with before we can mount a successful rescue operation.” She slightly raises her hand to fend off any counter arguments as she continues on. “I understand that your friends are still down there, however,” She states as her voice takes a tougher edge to it, “Good people have already been lost today. I don’t want to loose anymore due to piss poor planning. Lets head back to surface, help with the wounded and formulate a strong plan.” She pauses for a few seconds before continuing, “The Padre has already awakened the Dragon by now. I want to ask it a few questions... Find out more about this spirit...” She takes a longer pause this time. Looking back into the depth of the mine, “...and how we can send it back into the abyss...” she says in cold and hard voice.

With that she takes the lead and heads back out of the cave. Once she emerges, she takes a few moments to sheath her sword and to direct some of the miners that went with her to assist with the wounded. Afterwards, she heads over to where the Dragon is beginning to regain consciousness. “How bad is it?” She asks The Padre as she watches the Dragon regain its bearings.

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OOC-> This is my first PbP. So I apologize if I over stepped by bounds here, just trying to get a feel for everything.

-Blood

 

[Gray Shade]

"Well we can't save everyone at one time... and be more grateful that the Gods have seen fit to spare the lot of you!"

The miners huff, but lower their eyes and step away to help investigate the mine. This particular group do not meet Dentmus' look again for a long time. The mayor also lowers his eyes.

“How many miners are still unaccounted for?”

A confident looking Dwarf with a heavy, regal gray beard steps forward and answers. "The sad beast killed Hilik and Ren outright. As we made our escape, Gundar and Ham-Fist must have been separated. They are the only ones still unaccounted for. I can lead the way."

“Alright, we need to know what we are dealing with before we can mount a successful rescue operation.”

The Dwarf looks quizically at Mist. "But it was the dragon. You've incapacitated it, yes?"

“Good people have already been lost today. I don’t want to lose anymore due to piss poor planning. Lets head back to surface, help with the wounded and formulate a strong plan.”

He nods in agreement, and all the miners make their way back out to the sunlight.

Once she emerges, she takes a few moments to sheath her sword and to direct some of the miners that went with her to assist with the wounded.

"Krodo, you stay with me," the head miner says to another. The others he sends off to help in the village and with the wounded. The head miner and Krodo both stand close as Mist talks to The Padre.

“How bad is it?”

The Padre looks up and says, "It will live. It's coming around--could probably use some water to help it speak."

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Bloodweaver: No, no. You're doing fine, Blood. Mist is a well-played (and obvious) Paladin, and if something happens to interupt what you say she's doing, don't worry, you'll find out on my next post! Heh heh!

 

[Krug]

"Might beer not be better? But then again, a drunken dragon... yes, water then..." says Dentmus. He volunteers his waterskin and hands it to The Padre. "I'm not going anywhere near those jaws."