Feint Whispers: Unearthing the Past

[Krug]

Bhartus tosses aside the spent potion. "I still have a spell or two left but I want to save them up for later. There might be more than one exit out of here, but if you wish, then we can take some rest and finish what we have to the next day. Ten orcs isn't a bad score for a day's work," he says.

If we rest, Bhartus will use up his other slot to cast a Cure Light Wounds on Ardoss, and cast Cure Minor Wounds on Jericho three times.

 

[KaintheSeeker]

Whitney gives Jericho a blank look, but it's easy to see the blush starting to creep up from her ears as she puts her hood up.

 

[jasamcarl]

The party rests the night after consuming their rations, the penetrating silence of the cave contrasting with the accumulating stench of dead orc flesh.

Ardoss is at full health. Jericho regains four; three from Bhartus, one from rest. Should put him at nine.

 

[Mirth]

Tarowyn begins helping the others clear the doorway they had blocked for the night.

"Does anyone else find it strange that no one tried to gain entry here last night? I'd like to think we cleaned out the contigent of brigands already, but best to be prepared."

He readies his bow and steps back from the door.

"Ardoss, will you do the honors? Or perhaps you need someone else to take point for awhile?"

 

[Talindra]

Ardoss shrugs and shakes his head, opening the door, and glancing into the hallway.

 

[Krug]

Bhartus arms his crossbow. To Tarowyn's question he says, "Perhaps we have killed most of them, or they are afraid of us. We have done substantial carnage, or at least Jericho has."

 

[Mirth]

Bhartus says, "We have done substantial carnage, or at least Jericho has."

or at least Jericho has ... or at least Jericho has ... or at least Jericho has ...

The words ring in Tarowyn's head. What math skills are the priests of Moradin taught these days?

By my reckoning, the Fist of Duvik has brought down a total of 12 orcs (not 10) and a human mage. Of which I was responsible for 5 of the filthy beasts, the same as Jericho.

Must be because I'm an elf. Dwarves ... bah. Not that it matters.

"Let's hope you're right and he's already killed the majority of them, priest," Tarowyn says tersely. "Let's hope you're right."

Not that I believe that for a second, the elf thinks to himself.

 

[Tokiwong]

Jericho grabs his blade and smirks...

"Lets not get out of hand by my count... the elfy did as much damage as I... but I appreciate the vote of confidence... now lets go take some orc heads..."

Jericho falls into the standard formation...

 

[jasamcarl]

OOC: let me know what the party is doing. you have two choices, the barred door to your back or the lift in the room down the northern corridor.

Bhartus: you recognize the lift as a thing of dwarven design. One person of sufficient strength can guide the device downward at about 10ft/round, though there is enough room for another to assist.

 

[Krug]

Bhartus conveys the information about the lift to the others.
"I say we try the door. If we descend and some creature decides to cut the lift, we will be trapped down there. Let us make sure we have taken care of most every creature here," Bhartus says.