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Dwimmermount IC:

Binder Fred

3 rings to bind them all!
"Whoever did that good deed back there knows how ta close doors," points out Midgrim.

Probably not those four-armed skellies then...

Gargrim grumbles, "Books? Seriously, why? Nothing's in there ye can't learn by just doing things for yourself. At least that dar one has some nice pictures of humans stabbing each other."
"Yee want it, brother?" Gargrim has always been more martially-inclined than he is: give him a good cookbook any day! Or old legends, maybe, like his great-granddad used to tell...

Speaking of: "Let me have a look, scout."


OOC: Does Midgrim recognize the shape of the place on the map (maybe assuming the central city is the Dwimmermount?) or the nature of the script (does it look like the Thulian in the fencing manual or the script on the silver box they're carrying?). He'll pass it on to Climent afterwards, get his expert opinion on it.
 

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Leif

Adventurer
Klyman Sylar, human rogue

Klyman, having no 'dog' in the 'fight' will let Gargrim proceed to do whatever he was going to do anyway. Not like he could have stopped him....
 

Imperialus

Explorer
The script is totally unrecognizable. The characters look like strange and complex combinations of lines forming rectangles and triangles, all harsh angles and straight lines. As a point of comparison the Eldrich script is very flowing, with few angles and many whorls and tails embellishing the characters. The old Thulian writing uses mostly the same alphabet as the modern traders language of the city states, it's just the language you don't understand. As for landmarks, nothing on the map looks familiar. If the city in the center was indeed supposed to depict Dwimmermount, then the cartographer must have been terrible at his job as he seems to have left off the entirety of the mountain range that Dwimmermount is in. The ocean also appears to be to the south and east rather than the west, at least assuming that the rose does indeed point north. Upon passing the map to Climent he shakes his head. "Not a clue my friend, sorry. I've never seen such a script before. We might need to find a sage in Adamas to deduce the meaning behind this."

Climent also takes a look at the fencing manual. "Now this I can read. If you want I could translate it for you. I know you are both men of action, not words, but Tyrleth was one of the greatest swordsmen to have ever lived. His words were near as possible to gospel amongst Thulian soldiers and they did manage to conquer most the world using his techniques." he flips through the pages before turning the book back "Look! He even has written techniques depicting stratagems specifically for dwarves and I suppose humans when they find themselves fighting an opponent with a height advantage." The section he shows you has a depiction of a dwarf battling an ogre using his shorter stature to get within the ogres guard so that he can bring his axe to bear on his opponents hamstring.
 

Binder Fred

3 rings to bind them all!
"Someplace far away," concludes Midgrim concerning the map. He folds up the thing and hands it back to Klyman. "Might be some made-up place, or even the home of the Eld for all we know."

Although he hadn't imaged the red planet quite so... normal looking.

He waits for Gargrim's answer re the battle manual with a fraction of a smile, now that Climent had so sweetened the pot....
 

Deuce Traveler

Adventurer
Gargrim answers bashfully, "Errr... why yes. If someone would not mind reading it to me I'd enjoy hearing what's in that there book when we get a chance to relax. It'll be helpful to take along after that, too, in case we gets the runs and need extra paper."
 

Binder Fred

3 rings to bind them all!
"I'm thinking a translated book of Tyrleth's might'en just sell for'a bit more than the price of privy rags, brother, even after we've read it," grins Midgrim. Which sets the big-boned dwarf to briefly wondering just how much a scribe would charge for a full transcription...

But time enough for business ventures later! "You keep that one for now, Gar, and I'll carry along the wargame one for yee if'n yee don't mind, priest: yee've already got your hands pretty full, I'm thinking... Plus I'm sorta interested," he admits, in truth.

That strategy stuff certainly has been useful in their past few encounters...


OOC: Is everybody alright with that? If so, then door-opening SOP on the door to map's left, please Imperialus. From Pieter's map he's expecting some form of long east-west corridor, so peek both ways before stepping into this one.
 

Leif

Adventurer
Klyman Sylar, human rogue

"I'll wager that yer book will not fetch so great a price after some of its pages have wiped Gargrim's arse."
 

Imperialus

Explorer
Carefully opening the next door you indeed do enter into a long, twenty foot wide corridor. Several doors branch off to the North East and South, while to the West there is a statue of a human figure. You can't make out any details at this distance, and besides, your attention is quickly diverted to a lone Orc to the East. He seems just as startled as you, and although he is armed he seems wary, at the very least of the idea of tackling two dwarves alone. He drops into a combat stance, but slowly seems to be edging away, his beady eyes darting back and forth and his pig like snout twitching as he tries to catch your scent.

The state of his equipment is somewhat unusual. Most Orcs either find employ as mercenaries among warlords or petty strongmen, or survive as bandits and raiders, but his equipment suggests that his tribe is either incredibly down on their luck, or something more bizarre. He has a battleaxe, but it looks as though it is simply cut from a piece of scrap metal which is in turn strapped to a haft, and barring a loin cloth and a wide belt that holds several pouches he is completely naked.
 

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Binder Fred

3 rings to bind them all!
"We Goldhammers piss gold and pass diamonds, scout," explained Midgrim with a wry grin.

Then, as they entered the corridor and encountered their first orc: "Yee run and our mage'll cook yee down where yee stand," coldly informs Midgrim, letting the rest of the party step into the corridor behind he and his brother so they can be seen. (He could have mentioned Klyman and his arrows too, of course, but magic seems like a much better deterrent right now.)

"I thought you said these tunnels were deserted?" he grumbles low towards Pieter without taking his eyes off their new guest -- or his guard down for that matter.

Back to the front: "How about a trade instead, friend? Yeer life for some information? That sound fair ta yee?"

From his garb this guy is a local, not one of the mercenaries, bodyguard or beggar orcs they're used to seeing outside... THESE have likely been living in here since the last closing of the Doors 200 years ago! And not faring too well at it either.
 
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Imperialus

Explorer
The orcs eyes widen at the sight of more people coming into the corridor. He grunts, snuffling at the air for a moment before lowering his weapon and says in broken common. "I no fear death. You killin me, Segur killin yous. I sworn sword in war with da wizard. If yous not killin me, Segur maybe helpin yous. What you wanna know?"

You know with near certainty that the first statement regarding his fear of death is almost certainly untrue. Orcs are notorious cowards when they feel that they are outmatched. Indeed that's one of the main reasons why the Eld later ended up breeding Hobgoblins and Gnolls. Orcs are fierce as hell when they feel they have an advantage, but like most bullies they are pretty cowardly when someone has the ability and willingness to stand up to them.
 

Leif

Adventurer
Klyman Sylar, human rogue

"Just who is this 'Segur' and what makes you think he would do any better against us than you would?"

"You think it's his mama or his nanny?" Klyman whispers to his friends.
 

Imperialus

Explorer
The Orc puffs up a little bit.

Segur gnoll slayer, ring giver, and chief of Bloodreign clan. He lead our mighty warriors in battle, and drinks from the skulls of foes. Rethar he thumps his chest leading you to assume Rethar is his name scout for Bloodreign and sworn axe of Segur. Bloodreign clan expanding from below, I scout here to find new great hall. Ask question. I answer as can. His eyes narrow cunningly Maybe, other stunties you seek? he asks gesturing at the dwarves.
 

Deuce Traveler

Adventurer
"Why should we do this ones dirty work? Do we have a beef with this wizard or something? And why would Segurs really care if he lost an orc. I'm sure it happens down here all the time. Gah! Talking to orcs make me head hurts!" Gargrim complains but let's the others with better brains do the talking.
 
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Imperialus

Explorer
Climent pipes in and says in a low voice. "He's probably blowing a fair bit of smoke when it comes to Segur, but I'm wondering about what he was saying about 'other dwarves'. Didn't you say there were supposed to be dwarven custodians in here?"
 


Binder Fred

3 rings to bind them all!
The rotund dwarf growls back at the Orc: "Respect, Rethar, unless you want us ta bring yee down below my level right quick?"

Seems 'stunties' stuck a bit deep in Midgrim's craw... and the axe in his right hand leaves no doubt as to his meaning.

Climent pipes in and says in a low voice. "He's probably blowing a fair bit of smoke when it comes to Segur, but I'm wondering about what he was saying about 'other dwarves'. Didn't you say there were supposed to be dwarven custodians in here?"
"Yes, thank yee Climent," the tressed dwarf replies, a bit drily.

Still, he's right: that is why they came in here in the first place... A steadying breath, getting his emotions back under fair control: "Alright, so who's this wizard yee're fighting and did he have anything ta do with the attack on the Custodians? The dwarven custodians," he specifies.

Rethar might be smart enough to pick up that whoever that is is going to bathe in the blood of his and Gargrim's bloody vengeance.
 

Binder Fred

3 rings to bind them all!
Ninja'd.

Does Klyman correct himself before he gets the full insult out, [MENTION=48762]Leif[/MENTION]? If not, he'll get an elbow jab to remind him. :)
 
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Leif

Adventurer
OOC: ACH! An elbow jab to the knee! Klyman doesn't see it as an insult, he's just using the word that the orc used. :p
 

Imperialus

Explorer
The Orc growls back, and puffs his chest out "I be talking wit respect stunty as soon as ya be doin da same. Orcs no be needin 'nannies' ta change our nappies like hummies do, we also not be blowin' smoke less it from burnin dead enemies... We's also gots good hearin. Sides, ifin ya be killin me ain't no one ta be tellin Segur dat da stunties we be hostin' mite be worth more dan a meal... Ya see, when dey attack our outpost... we take a couple of em alive. Yall best stop be puttin on airs actin' like you's betta dan me ifin you be interested in seein' dem again."

He pauses for a moment to let that sink in.

Da wizard is who what created us from da pool. Den he decide that he was gonna make gnolls instead and told da gnolls ta be killin us. Segur told us dat we is Orcs, and we must be fightin so we fight our way out. We been fightin da gnolls since. We still be needin weapons dough... I be thinking dat one stunty wort dis many good axes right? he holds up five fingers. We be havin 3 three of yous kin sittin tight in our fortress... dat be dis many axes. he opens and closes his hand three times.
 
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Binder Fred

3 rings to bind them all!
Fifteen gold pieces, is the number that instantly pops into Midgrim's head. Still, he wasn't born yesterday.

Glancing down significantly to Rethar's own crude 'axe': "If'n that's the best weapon the best warrior of the Bloodreign can manage right now... Three times three axes, and yee're robbing us blind." He points his own axe at the big Orc's chest: "BUT yee deliver the first of yer guests ta us right now, so we know yee have any of our kin at all." Now THAT could be worth a whole lot to them right now... "Deal?"


OOC: 'to the Knee'? The KNEE!? LOL. I'm pretty sure Midgrim can reach a certain spot about twice that high if need be, Leif. :)
 
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