[GRIM TALES] Wulf Ratbane's SLAVELORDS of CYDONIA

"Lay on, MacDuff, And damned be him who first cries Hold! Enough!" intones Haskins itching to get to the bottom of these bizarre events.
 

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Brigitta

Brigitta holds her breath for a long moment. She knows she is impulsive and given to action before thought, but she also feels a creeping sense of dread as they approach the second set of doors.

'We aren't going to like whatever we find beyond these,' she whispers to herself.

She glances at Haskins. "Sergeant, before you proceed...perhaps we should ready ourselves. Teddy, help me with these crates."

Brigitta begins to struggle with the crates, trying to drag them to form a rough barricade about 15' from the doors.

"We should prepare behind the crates and send one or two forward to open the doors while we cover them from here..."

~ OO
 

The crates outside were little more than stools, but the two of them stacked together were sufficient cover for one man to crouch behind. Haskins knelt with his rifle at the ready and Bill stood over him with his Winchester.

Joshua grabbed the ancient, heavy doors and looked back at the group. Haskins and Bill nodded; Rawley, Brigitta, and Teddy stood ready, but with a look on their faces that clearly said, "Not sure what good we'll do, but we're ready..." They fumbled their own weapons into position.

Joshua steeled himself and gave the doors a mighty tug, throwing one wide while simultaneously spinning around to duck behind the other.

About 50 yards ahead, in the darkness of the vast chamber, stood the glowing blue archway.



Nothing happened.



Nothing continued to happen.



They were alone, facing the flickering, shimmering blue archway.
 

Joshua aggrees. He will help set up some cover.

"Its like to be best that I still get the door and let you shootists provide the cover."

Edit: bad timing on my post. :heh:
 

Brigitta

The release of tension following no immediate attack was so great that Brigitta almost wet herself.

She forces recurring visions of unspecific horrors from her thoughts and refocuses on the task.

"Right. We are still alive...splendid! Let us move forward, with care and search as we go...looking for signs and clues. Sergeant, perhaps you and Bill can cover us from the doorway."

She glances at Joshua and takes a deep breath. "Shall we?"

[OOC: Searching (Take 10=19) while moving at half-speed toward the arch.]

~ OO
 

"Well either we have another hungry beastie in there, or we have some missing blokes" says Haskins who stands up and slowly moves towards the entrance with his rifle at the ready.
 

BryonD said:
Joshua aggrees. He will help set up some cover.

"Its like to be best that I still get the door and let you shootists provide the cover."

Edit: bad timing on my post. :heh:

See how well I anticipate your every move?
 




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