Hewligan's Rise of the Runelords: The Skinsaw Murders

[frostrune]

Jokad looks up weakly unable to ignore the pulse of white light as Danth channels the power of his goddess to try and undue Jovik's prison of stone. The flow of light is mezmerizing and reassuraing but seems to have little effect until Jovik suddenly collapses; his flesh whole and normal once again!!

Danth rushes to his side and Jokad springs up from his knees; his wounds momentarily forgotten. The look of admiration and awe are evident as he exclaims, "You've done it!! By the Gods, you have done it!! Jovik lives!!"



OOC: noted on the hps. Should now 23/55. Time now to grab some loot (I want her spear) and check the room for further info. It would seem we have only peeled back another layer and there is yet another even Xanesha aswered to.

 

[Fenris]

Jovik gasped for breath, his lungs suddenly flesh again. That terrifying moment was worse than when the ghouls paralyzed him. he had felt his body freeze up and he had no recollection of time after his eyes turned to stone.

He whirled around in panic looking for Xanesha, but calmed down once he saw her body and his friends so exuberant. Jovik laid down on the floor, his arm over his eyes, breathing with new found joy. "I did not enjoy that" he mumbled.

After a few moments of recovery though, the ever resilient rogue did a flip up from the floor and with his trade mark smile said; "Well we live yet, let us see what coin this hag had with whcih to buy the life of our friend downstairs with." And with that Jovik begins to search the nest and the room.

 

[frostrune]

When Jovik jumps to his feet Jokad clasps him in a gory bearhug. "Good to have you back, my friend!"

As the brief but awkward moment passes and Jovik moves off to search the room, Jokad turns toward Danth. He is quite obviously at a loss for words but claps the cleric on the shoulder and looks him in the eye, "Thanks."



OOC: Help search the room and divy up any loot. We may want to wait on that raven in the next room. What if that is some type of messenger bird? Perhaps it can lead us right to Xanesha's boss?

Oooo, Oooo Jokad has a potion of speak with animals

 

[Rhun]

Danth nods at Jokad and smiles. "Yes, let us see if we can't find enough coin to raise our good friend Kael."

 

[hewligan]

OOC: Just an advance warning: On Friday morning I will be travelling to Scotland for a 2 day stag-do on the Isle of Arran, returning very late Sunday night. As such, there will be no game post on Friday through Sunday inclusive.

IC post to follow after I have my dinner ...

 

[Rhun]

OOC: Just an advance warning: On Friday morning I will be travelling to Scotland for a 2 day stag-do on the Isle of Arran, returning very late Sunday night. As such, there will be no game post on Friday through Sunday inclusive.

OOC: Can you ship me a nice bottle of Scotch?

 

[hewligan]

A thorough search of the room reveals an area at the far corner that sits atop one of the largest cogs that appears to be where this thing slept and made her 'nest'.

Jokad takes the spear (the Impaler of Thorns). She also had the mask (so far you have been ignoring the masks due to their seemingly evil connections, but you could probably sell it if you weren't too worried about where it may end up). She was wearing a fine snakeskin armour set, but this has been damaged. Still, even in its current state it is worth a fair bit of cash (Jovik estimates 300gp, as there is enough material to make a breastplate or similar). Scattered around the room, generally in pools of gristle and blood, are the following items:

Medallion with the star rune on it - and you know this is magical as you saw her use it early on.

A very ornate golden ring with a small shield emblem on it.

A bag of 53 platinum pieces.

In the middle of her nest you find a long scroll bearing an extensive list of names. Danth spots the name of the old priest who used to lead his order on there, scored out. Many of the other names have also been scored out (perhaps 25), but another 30-40 names remain. The list bears the rather worrying title 'Sihedron Sacrifices'. You recognise a few names - a gambler from Sandpoint that Jovik spent many an evening winning money from, etc., but the majority of people are from Magnimar and unknown to you. The most prominent name on the list is LORD MAYOR HALDMEER GROBARAS. It would seem that Xanesha has been taking some particular interest in him, for around his name you see notes of times he eats his meals, where his meals are prepared, when he goes on walks, what routes he takes, even the hours he sleeps.

The Lord Mayor of this very city was clearly a very important target for her.

OOC: If Jokad wants to speak with the raven - let me know.

 

[hewligan]

OOC: Can you ship me a nice bottle of Scotch?

First of all, we Scots do not called it Scotch, we call it Whisky (Whiskey with an 'e' is from Ireland)

Second of all, a nice bottle can cost a LOT of cash. I have a 1975 Ardbeg in the house, single cask, unopened, cost me $140 about 4 years ago. So I think I would need to know what your definition of 'nice' is.

I used to be a bit of a connoisseur, but nowadays I drink it less and less. I like lager and wine now - I think my sophistication levels are reducing as I get older.

 

[Rhun]

Danth frowns as he reads the list. "The plot continues to thicken," he says.


OOC: Hewligan...I'm a single malt fan, and I generally prefer Islays. At home I've got bottles of Bruichladdich, Laphroag, The Macallan, Talisker, Bowmore, Speyburn, and a couple of others I can't recall off the top of my head. The Bruichladdich was the most expenisve bottle...it was near $80 if I recall.

 

[Friadoc]

First of all, we Scots do not called it Scotch, we call it Whisky (Whiskey with an 'e' is from Ireland)

Second of all, a nice bottle can cost a LOT of cash. I have a 1975 Ardbeg in the house, single cask, unopened, cost me $140 about 4 years ago. So I think I would need to know what your definition of 'nice' is.

I used to be a bit of a connoisseur, but nowadays I drink it less and less. I like lager and wine now - I think my sophistication levels are reducing as I get older.

OOC

I plan on searching up a Glennfiddich from the year I was born, 1973, and turn it into an annual shot and see how long I can before I've got to crack a new one. *chuckles* I more than expect to spend an okay bit on it, since the 1996 that's almost empty in the kitchen cost me about $50, US, a few years ago...but, that's mostly just drinking hooch and not special occasion stuff.