Dark Deeds On White Mountain--Game Thread

[Gray Shade]

The only response is a low moaning noise and the scrape and shuffle of feet struggling to walk.

 

[Krug]

Dentmus is uncomfortable walking into the mine. He feels all hemmed in and the lack of oxygen is making him dizzy. Control yourself... control. He brings out his sling, and strikes a pose for the benefit of the adventurers in the group.

 

[Lazlow]

In a low whisper, the Padre asks, "Mist? Do you detect anything? Most likely it's a wounded miner, but 'tis better to be safe."

 

[Deuce Traveler]

"Easy does it, boyo... you got friends here!"

Lars zips forward in case it is one of his miner bretheren. He closes the 40 foot gap quickly, then moves to pin the man´s arms to his sides in case he tries to use a weapon or is possessed like the dragon.

OOC: I have now moved into my new place, but still don´t have internet access. Gotta love the German beaurocracy. Miss the states.

 

[Gray Shade]

Lars moves quickly up to the figure, and catches him just as he collapses forward. Indeed, it is one of the wounded miners.

As the party moves up, Krodo gasps, "Tis Gundar! He yet lives!"

Dentmus and The Padre make quick work of examining the human. He is wounded, but a few bandages stop the bleeding. He points back the way he came, deeper into the mine. "The creature struck me as it passed. Have you slain it? Is the village safe?"

 

[Fenris]

"Yes, my friend the village is safe. We are now on our way to ensure it stays safe."

 

[Gray Shade]

Gundar looks relieved. "I had almost given up hope. I've hit my head and can't track how long has passed. It seems almost like years, and I've seen no one else, so I was growing to despair. Thank Woden for the hope and protection you all bring."

Two of the miners following the party get on either side of him and help him limp his way toward town. "We'll help him out of here."

 

[Lazlow]

"Have you seen sign of anyone else? Or... Anything else, brother?"

 

[Krug]

Dentmus considers following the miner out, to ensure that he's safe, but guess he better sticks with his companions for now. "Do not forget us, or to buy us some beer to properly thank Woden for your good fortune," the druid says.

 

[Gray Shade]

"No, no, Padre, I saw nothing else. I'm sorry, but like I said, I was beginning to think there was not even a village for me to crawl back to." He looks at Dentmus and says, "Aye! I'll not forget ye! My home will always welcome any of you with all the ale you can drink."

Once he is safely on his way back toward Hazel, the party continues. Mist's detections pick up that the spirit is still following the path that Heimel is leading them down.

Deeper, deeper, deeper, you all go into White Mountain.

After walking about another mile, you come upon the scene Heimel had described: A vein of ore runs slivery-red in the wall, mining gear is strewn about, a crack in the wall swallows torchlight and two humans and a dwarf lie on the floor. The Padre and Dentmus examine them and discover that one of the human's, who is cut greivously and unconscious, is still alive. "Ham-Fist!" Heimel says and hugs him close.

The other two miners are not so lucky, and The Padre and Dentmus quickly decide that it is as Heimel had said earlier, the dragon snuffed their lives with one slash each. Heimel points to the ragged, 2-foot wide slit running up the side of the wall and says, “That’s where it came through.”

Mist concentrates and realizes that whence it came, so, too, it went--the foul spirit has retreated down the crack in the wall.