(IC) Against the Giants PBP Group 1

[FitzTheRuke]

As Bible moved down the row of cells, other prisoners began to call to her. Cordit called out, "I knew ye'd come fer me! Didn't I tell ye, Zandor? Zandor's me neighbour, inna cell t'me right. I had no idea ye even knew I was here, an' yet still I knew ye'd come!"

A voice came from the nearby cell that said in a shaky voice, "She did say you'd come. I didn't think it was possible. I was sure we'd all be eaten."

 

[Hriston]

"Nah, you ain't gonna get eaten," Bible says confidently. "Not if I has anything to say about it." She starts trying keys to unlock the door to the cell from which she hears Cordit's voice coming.

 

[FitzTheRuke]

As Bible spoke of releasing Cordit (and Zandor) more voices began to call out from the cells saying, "Get me out too!"; "Please, help me!"; and "Ahaha! Free us all!"

From the south, the sound of hammering continued, hopefully covering the growing noise of the excited prisoner's calls.

OOC: Sorry for misspelling Cordit earlier, @Hriston. You copied me, and her name almost became Corbitt. It's what I get for not looking back.

 

[Lidgar]

~Did someone say chest?~

Seeing Bible and Quinn handling the prisoners, Jack made his way to the Keeper's room to join the mage and inspect the chest. "See any traps?" the thief whispered while pulling out his thieves' tools and giving the chest a brief inspection himself.

OOC: Investigate chest for traps: 1D20+7 = [2]+7 = 9

 

[Shadowedeyes]

After the apes fell, Valda retrieved her bow that she had dropped before joining with the others and keeping an eye out while they searched.

OOC: A Perception check just in case it's necessary Perception check: 1D20+5 = [12]+5 = 17

 

[Hriston]

"Pipe down, will all of ya," Bible says firmly but as quietly as she can while remaining audible to the prisoners as she continues to try to open the door to Cordit's cell, "or you'll get us all eaten by whatever's doin' that hammerin'!"

OOC: Charisma (Persuasion): 1D20+3 = [4]+3 = 7

 

[FitzTheRuke]

The cell door opened and Cordit bounded out and flew into Bible's arms. She was a particularly small halfling, of middle-years, with a button nose and rosy cheeks. To those who hadn't met her, she looked healthy enough, but Bible knew that she had been through a great ordeal.

She'd lost weight, and though she had kept up her usual good humour with the other prisoners, her mask dropped now and she burst into tears, saying, "Oh, Fistblood, 'twas horrible! They took away an' ate half of us that started! They'd have eat me too if I wasn't so small. I told 'em, I weren't nothin' but a morsel - couldn't fatten them one bit, not if there was five of me!"

The cell had nothing but a damp and lousy straw pallet.

 

[TerraDave]

~chest, desk, torches, keys~

Tenibor will examine the keys. Does one look more likely to open an oak bound chest, or at least stand out from what he assumes is the cell keys. He will remove it if he can, and give the rest to Bible.

He will head into the room and look carefully at the desk for any written matter--or anything else, including another key-hole.

With all that, he will then start to examine the chest.

now rolling...

(Investigation 25)

~Did someone say chest?~

Seeing Bible and Quinn handling the prisoners, Jack made his way to the Keeper's room to join the mage and inspect the chest. "See any traps?" the thief whispered while pulling out his thieves' tools and giving the chest a brief inspection himself.

OOC: Investigate chest for traps: 1D20+7 = [2]+7 = 9

 

[Hriston]

"Me sweet Cordit, it  is you!" exclaims Bible as she reunites with her former companion. "When I founds you on the streets o' Steelport, you was jus' an infink an' an orphink too, so that was two strikes againsk you besides bein' so small. But we brought you on our ship an' made you our mascot, an' now I ain't gonna let nothin' happen to you. We can't have any more strikes, so stay close, an' I'll get you outta here. An' for that, I'll need me strength."

Bible turns up her nose and squints her eyes as she takes one and then another small glass vial from her belt pouch and forces herself to let the thin streams of the dark green liquid pour into her mouth which involuntarily twists to the side in revulsion.

OOC: Potion of Greater Healing : 4D4+4 = [2, 2, 3, 1]+4 = 12 Potion of Greater Healing: 4D4+4 = [4, 4, 2, 4]+4 = 18

"&%!@ @*%&!$" she exclaims after swallowing her mouthful of potion. "That was almost as horrible as the fight I had that night I got my nickname. I'd tell you about it, Cordit, but it'd give you nightmares! ARF ARF ARF!"

 

[FitzTheRuke]

Tenibor had passed the cell keys to Bible, while taking a big iron key off the ring. He looked over the desk, but found nothing of interest. It appeared that the Keeper wrote very amateurish and somewhat confused poetry in his spare time.

He then carefully examined the chest, which was locked but didn't appear to be trapped. Jack joined him, and after listening at the chest with an ear-horn while tapping with a small mallet, he agreed that it was safe to try the key, which clicked safely in the lock. The two of them hauled the heavy lid open, and discovered three large sacks of various coins and gems, and an earthenware jug containing a green liquid that smelled like seaweed.

OOC: @Blue Eoghan want to do anything before we move on. Everyone okay with Bible continuing to let out all the prisoners, if that's what @Hriston she intends to do? I can work my way down the cellblock if we want to save some time.