From Citadel to Bastion: The Sunless Citadel
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GruTheWanderer
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Lamont brings on the beating! Khaira skillfully knocks the arms of the second skeleton down, allowing the fighter to shatter its skull, spine, and ribcage with an overhand swing.
Moon's dagger flicks out, attempting to strike the skeleton flanked by Ashrem and himself. This strike has as little luck as Ashrem's following strike with the spear. Farah has more luck however, drawing her quarterstaff and striking the same skeleton a solid blow to the chest (4 hp).
Quendros struggles mightily to channel positive energy at the undead, but his efforts are in vain.
The skeletons, for all their persistence, are unable to scratch any of the well-prepared party. The second skeleton falls apart after its attack (it was staggered by Farah's attack). The final skeleton moves out of the doorway, putting itself between Moon and Lamont.
Moon strikes again with the dagger, but is unable to do as much damage as he would to a living target in a similar situation (2 hp).
The team of Khaira and Lamont follow up with another beatdown, this time breaking through the creatures right arm and pelvis (14 hp).
As the dust settles, the party examines the fallen archers. Their clothing and crossbows have mostly disintegrated, but a single unblemished bolt remains in each quiver and a few coins remain in belt pouches (27 sp, 13 gp, and 3 +1 bolts).
The remainder of the room is featureless. The arrow slits are now buried below the heaped rubble field outside the fortress. Nothing has disturbed this pocket closet in a long time.
Moon's dagger flicks out, attempting to strike the skeleton flanked by Ashrem and himself. This strike has as little luck as Ashrem's following strike with the spear. Farah has more luck however, drawing her quarterstaff and striking the same skeleton a solid blow to the chest (4 hp).
Quendros struggles mightily to channel positive energy at the undead, but his efforts are in vain.
The skeletons, for all their persistence, are unable to scratch any of the well-prepared party. The second skeleton falls apart after its attack (it was staggered by Farah's attack). The final skeleton moves out of the doorway, putting itself between Moon and Lamont.
Moon strikes again with the dagger, but is unable to do as much damage as he would to a living target in a similar situation (2 hp).
The team of Khaira and Lamont follow up with another beatdown, this time breaking through the creatures right arm and pelvis (14 hp).
As the dust settles, the party examines the fallen archers. Their clothing and crossbows have mostly disintegrated, but a single unblemished bolt remains in each quiver and a few coins remain in belt pouches (27 sp, 13 gp, and 3 +1 bolts).
The remainder of the room is featureless. The arrow slits are now buried below the heaped rubble field outside the fortress. Nothing has disturbed this pocket closet in a long time.
MeepoTheMighty
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Lamont resists the urge to make a "skeletons in the closet" joke. He bends down and picks up the crossbow bolts, handing them to someone who uses a crossbow.
StalkingBlue
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While Lamont gathers the loot, Moon crouches, intently studying a set of pelvis bones and the base of a shattered skull. His hands keep wiping down the front of his leather armor, until with a start he collects himself and rises, glancing self-consciously up at his friends and away.
"No arteries, of course," he mutters, to no one in particular. "I wish ..."
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Ashrem Bayle
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Ashrem studied the fallen creatures in silence. He finally looked up and took one of the magical bolts and slid it into the bolt quiver at his hip.
"Vile sorcories at work here", he whispered with a grimmace.
He retrieved his crossbow from the floor, set an arrow, and cocked it.
"I do not like this place."
"Vile sorcories at work here", he whispered with a grimmace.
He retrieved his crossbow from the floor, set an arrow, and cocked it.
"I do not like this place."
"Ah, but the drab colors, the rotting fungus on the walls - why, with a few hundred years of scouring and cleaning, this place could show some real potential!" Khaira chuckles. "I know what you mean, Ashrem, I know what you mean."
"I wonder if the skeletons were animated by somebody and stored here, or if some inherent magic to the area made them? If it was the former, and not many know about this area, it would make a good base camp for us. How about we leave the gold scattered around, but visible - if somebody comes back, they'll take the gold, and that way we'll know if anybody knows about the secret door?"
"I wonder if the skeletons were animated by somebody and stored here, or if some inherent magic to the area made them? If it was the former, and not many know about this area, it would make a good base camp for us. How about we leave the gold scattered around, but visible - if somebody comes back, they'll take the gold, and that way we'll know if anybody knows about the secret door?"
GruTheWanderer
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The dust in the pocket closet suggests that nothing has entered this room in a hundred years or more. The skeletons were either in place before the collapse of the fortress or were created by its violent collapse.
Back in the tower chamber, doors lead to the northwest and southwest. Both are wooden and unlocked. No sounds can be heard in either direction.
Back in the tower chamber, doors lead to the northwest and southwest. Both are wooden and unlocked. No sounds can be heard in either direction.
StalkingBlue
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Moon nods reluctantly. He unwraps a bit of leather from his belt, which is seen to hold an array of odd-looking, slender tools. He selects a pair of pliers and proceeds to pull the needle out of the door, avoiding to touch it with his hands, then bends to drop it into a crack between the flagstones and rubs the pliers clean on a fragment of stone.
Rewrapping and stowing his tools with the greatest care, he steps into the pocket to make sure the door can be opened from the inside.
He draws his dagger and gets ready to sneak through whatever doorway the group decides to explore next.
"You know what I don't like?" he whispers. "Those goblins. Who did for them? I mean .. there could be more of these things in there." A crumbling shinbone is sent flying by his kick. "Or worse. - Right. Where next?"
Rewrapping and stowing his tools with the greatest care, he steps into the pocket to make sure the door can be opened from the inside.
He draws his dagger and gets ready to sneak through whatever doorway the group decides to explore next.
"You know what I don't like?" he whispers. "Those goblins. Who did for them? I mean .. there could be more of these things in there." A crumbling shinbone is sent flying by his kick. "Or worse. - Right. Where next?"
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Ashrem Bayle
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Ashrem stared at the two doors a moment then shrugged. "It does not matter. We know not what awaits us either way."
He hated not knowing..
He hated not knowing..
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