Dr. Si's Curse of the Crimson Throne - Beta Group

Edmond Deathwish

After finishing with hookshanks Edmond follows Thorson and Dj'ahn.

OOC: if there is convenient hook above shark infested waters Edmond hangs him there to further discourage escape attempt.
 

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Dj'hân applies some slight pressure to the door and then turns to pad quietly back over to the opening he'd descended with Thorson, motioning for the half-orc to follow so that the companions can discuss what he's found well out of earshot of the undercroft door and windows. Looking up through the hole, the streetwise urchin begins to whisper once more in the uncharacteristically clear and concise manner he'd used earlier in the alleyway. "There's a rickety door at the end of the walkway and two boarded up windows hanging up over the water to the right of it. Through a gap under the door I can see an empty room with wooden supports in its middle. I heard the sound of splashing from the other side like someone taking a bath, but couldn't see anything else from the door. There's some light coming from the windows though so that may be where the splashing is coming from. I might be able to peek through em if I can reach em." Suddenly the halfling boy's face lights up when he looks over at Edmond with his polearm. "Hey. You think if I hung on the end of that pole that you and Mr Giant could swing me over to the window quiet like for a look see?"

[sblock=Dr Simon]A few questions. Having given the door a gentle nudge, can Dj'hân have determined whether it was locked or bared? And, looking at the undercroft map, it seems that there's a plank suspended over two pilings that can reach both of the two nearest windows. If the big guys can swing him over to it, could Dj'hân shimmy along it to try and peak through the windows easily enough?[/sblock]
 





If you're willing to risk it then... we'll do it. Otherwise we'll just go in through the door. But those things have teeth larger than my tusks, and at least five hundred of them.
 

Dj'hân swallows nervously as the half-orc expounds on the jigsaw shark's dental prowess. "Well, I uh..." The Bear... gotta be strong like the Bear... The anxious boy suppresses the urge to tremble, sets his quivering lower lip in a firm little line and nods bravely at Thorson. "Just keep me high over the water... okay?"
 

Contingent on Edmond's presence and aid, Thorson helps swing the halfling out over the water to look through the window, all the while trying to keep him high and dry.
 

With Hookshanks taken care of Lynn went to follow the others down the makeshift ladder to the cramped crawlspace. That she managed to get down without tangling herself in the mess of chains and rope was a small miracle in itself while Edward bobbed around the opening quietly jabbering in that strange squawking voice about the superior nature of wings to hands. Lynn briefly wondered what would happen to her should she try to kill her own familiar.

Lynn wasn't tall by any stretch of the imagination, a fact that had often in the past annoyed her given how tall elves typically were, evidently whatever length she had inherited had gone to her ears. Still she had to stoop quite a bit to avoid the low ceiling. She glanced around the gloomy undercroft, her nose wrinkled in disgust as she noted the slime encrusted supports. Eew, she muttered quietly under her breath. She crept over to the others.
 

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