Feint Whispers Chapter #4: The Hallowed Hills

[Tokiwong]

"Ugh," the elf grunts as he grasps the rope and pulls himself up. "Thanks for the help you two," he says to Norri and Jericho once he's safe on the other side. "Jericho, should we put our shoulders with the priest's and try to move this rock?"

Jericho smirks, and moves to try and move the rock with his great strength, "Alright, I can give that a try! Lets go elfy, lets move this rock!"

 

[KaintheSeeker]

Whitney uses the rope to get across, taking a hard time of it. "So much easier if I could have found a copy of a shape changing spell." gasps windedly as she finishes the crossing over.

 

[Festy_Dog]

[ooc: no probs, this way it can be available if ever needed another time ]

Norri takes a quick look around the boulder before the others get to work.

"Hold up, just gotta make sure they haven't set anything up to go off if we tries to help our friend within," he explains.

Once Norri is satisfied he gives the others a hand, if it'll help, in moving the boulder.

 

[jasamcarl]

Norri: you do not discern any signs of a trap.

Jericho, Tarowyn, and Norri are able to slowly force the boulder, inch by inch, to the side. A couple of minutes later, and the passage southward lies clear.

Though slightly muffled, everyone can now hear a cry emenating from the newly revealed tunnel, "Help!! Have mercy!!"


Jericho: You recognize the voice as that of Brother Durham.

 

[Tokiwong]

Jericho rushes in, glancing about, "Brother Durham? Brother Durham, where are you, are you well..." his blade still in hand, "if they have hurt you! They will pay!"

 

[Krug]

Bhartus follows behind, crossbow cocked and ready. He'll stay away from Melee combat now and move to the 2nd row of the party.

 

[Festy_Dog]

Norri moves up alongside Bhartus, his own crossbow ready.

 

[jasamcarl]

The Fists rush into the darkened tunnel which goes on for some 30ft. The tunnel opens into a small cavern with a ceiling about 8 feet high. A large pile of coins spills from a few burlap sacks lying at the eastern end of the cave. Bodies litter the ground, but only one of them, a blonde-haired man dressed in armor and the shredded remnants of brown robes, is moving. Though bound and partially gagged, he manages to shout a muffled greeting at your arrival. "Thank you, All-Father, thank you." His eyes set on Jericho, traveling from his black armor up to his face. "By the gods, Jericho, is that you?"

 

[Mirth]

Ever suspicous, Tarowyn lets Jericho and Bhartus tend to the monk as he scouts the cavern for other attackers.

 

[Tokiwong]

"The very same, Brother Durham," Jericho grins, helping the priest up, and untying him, by cutting his bonds, "I told you I would repay your kindness, one day, and I always keep my word..."

"Good to see you well, friend, considering the situation..."