House Millithor in the City of the Spider Queen II

[Pyrex]

Carcelon Millithor, Second Daughter, Clr 11

After her check of the room, Carcelon settles onto the bed and into reverie.
After a couple of hours her eyes suddenly snap open.

"Narcelia, I have an idea, we must speak with mother. Come with me."

Hardly waiting for a response, Carcelon gathers her things and begins moving towards the door.

 

[Endur]

As he sleeps, Kilcif sweats in a fever and suffers from terrible dreams.

Alone in a black city. The city seemed more like the terrible Shadow Plane than a normal city of the Underdark.

Pursued by Leonon and two other laughing vampires.

No weapons, no way to fight, not even the silver coin the old Bugbear had given you.

Fleeing through the city, hiding, being found again, pursued by laughter.

Then, at last surrounded by the three laughing vampires.

A voice says "Its time to end this."

A great tentacle whips out of the darkness and the vampire Kiernan is gone, reduced to vapor.

Another great tentacle whips out of the darkness and Kiernan's brother is gone.

Only a nervous Leonon remains.

A bugbear leans out of an upper story window of a building in the deserted city and empties a stone chamber pot upon Leonon. Leonon is covered in a green liquid.

Before Leonon can injure the helpless Kilcif, Leonon's face and body melt under the green liquid and Leonon is reduced to vapors.

When Kilcif awakens, he is fully healed and restored.

A stone pot with an air-tight stone lid is next to his bed. The old bugbear claimes he knows nothing about the stone pot and says that Kilcif must have brought it with him.

 

[Dalamar]

Torrellan decides this is as good a time as any to get some beauty sleep and prepare the fashion miracle prestidigitation (OoC: Darn, I did have it prepared... twice).

After his trance, he goes on to change the color of his clothes to almost black, leaving them with a slightly reddish tint. Done with it, he goes out, hoping he will bump into one or the other of Zedar's lovely daughters.

 

[Brother Shatterstone]

Kilcif: Bugbear/Male (Barbarian/Ranger/Rogue)

Kilcif nods his head, Figures. and asks another question, “Gnarck, is their anyone in these chambers that has? If so I would like to speak with them?”

OOC: That was suppsoe to be for this morning, I was fighting a slow board most of it.

 

[Brother Shatterstone]

Kilcif: Bugbear/Male (Barbarian/Ranger/Rogue)

Kilcif looks at the pot trying to reason rather or not it’s the same one from his delirious dream. Talking to know on in particular, “I know I didn’t bring it with me…” Not wanting to break the seal he will pick it up gently but at the same time her will shake it gently trying to figure out what is in it by what kind of a sound is it making.

 

[Endur]

Kilcif's jar sloshes slowly. As if there was a liquid of something that wasn't very fluid-like inside.

 

[Endur]

After Torellen recuperates, he eats a meal with some of the other drow warriors in the male barracks. He then goes back to the level where he first saw Velasta and Velina. He passes by several of the skinless drow females, through the audience hall, and discovers that their rooms are near Carcelon and Narcelia's rooms.

Velasta and Velina each have two of the skinless drow females standing guard outside the doors to their quarters.

 

[Brother Shatterstone]

Kilcif: Bugbear/Male (Barbarian/Ranger/Rogue)

Kilcif raps on the side of the stone pot in an attempt to figure out how solid it’s construction is… He also speaks to the elder bugbear and tales him of his dream and the appearance that this pot has in it.

 

[Endur]

The old bugbear does not seem to have a clue as to what Kilcif's dreams mean.

The stone pot is pretty solid and heavy. At least 1 inch thick of stone.

 

[Brother Shatterstone]

Kilcif: Bugbear/Male (Barbarian/Ranger/Rogue)

Kilcif sighs and frowns at the stone pot, “Well I guess theirs only one thing left to do…” he leaves the rest of his thought to myself, I don’t want to depend on this…. Thing without knowing exactly what it is and how if functions. He moves closer to the pot, his head within inches of the pot as he looks at for the seal functions. “You might want to leave old man…”

OOC: I’ll check for traps and the such, but I want to see how it opens and what’s inside of it. If it’s not trapped and the smell isn’t toxic I’ll find a small animal bone, with meat if possible, and dip it in what ever is in the pot.