[ic] nameless III: lost and found

[doghead]

beneath the hill fort ruins

ooc: Humm. I think you're right. Darkvision allows you to see in complete darkness. So there would be no shadows, if there is no light. But if there is some light ... to confusion for this little brain. Lets just say you can see an opening in the southern wall. Its partially obscured from the point of view of the hatchway but ...

Its easy enough to find something to tie the rope off on, and between you you manage a knot that seems secure enough. It holds when you give it a few tugs.

Cromwell clambers down the rope and takes up position to on side. Getting over the edge is the hardest part, and Cromwell manages to bump himself a couple of times before getting clear of the hatch. From the bottom he can see that the opening, a narrow crack in the wall really, goes some way back before winding around to the left. It also appears to drop away.

Hadarook appears at the edge of the hatch with a burning torch.

"See anything? No? Well alright then I'm coming if you are sure. Can you take this for me, Cromwell? I don't have your eyes."

If Cromwell agrees, Hadarook drops the burning brand to him and begins to clamber down the rope.

 

[DrZombie]

Nate nervously fastens his shield to his back as he prepares to climb down. He keeps a weary eye out for the skeletons, afraid they might crawl back to life, as did the wolves.

 

[doghead]

beneath the hill fort ruins

Hadarook clambers down the rope. At the bottom he takes the torch from Cromwell and swings it through a slow arc around the room. Nate reaches the bottom as he comes to the end of his sweep.

The floor is covered not so much with skeletons as skulls, although there are a number of other bones lying around as well. As Nate pulls his shield off his back, Hadarook bends down for a closer look. He reaches out and picks one up.

"This one wasn't human," he says holding it up. It has the distinctive jawline and canines of an orc. "Looks like a fair number of them weren't human."

 

[Maerdwyn]

Fredar climbs down too, and examines the bones. "So was it just that the skulls and a few bones were thrown down here, or were there once whole bodies since eaten or otherwise destroyed?" He looks around in the dirt, for anything besides the bones - tracks, bits of clothing or other belongings, etc.

 

[doghead]

under the hill fort ruins

Fredar does a bit of a tally of the bones lying around. Most of the bones are skulls. There are other bones but not enough to make more than a couple of full skeletons. The are some odd scratches in the dust, but no sign of human or animal footprints.

Nate notices an odd looking clasp and picks it up. Its not, he decides after some careful inspection, locally made. Odds are its not even human made. He give it a rub and a bit of a shine appears through the grim. Its remarkably light. He scans the room again, noticing other pieces that look ... unusual.

The room seems quiet enough, and none of the bones appear inclinded to get up and get medieval on you.

 

[DrZombie]

Mmmh, Nice. Wish I was good enough to make one of these. Look, another one. Nate stoops over and starts picking up the shiny thinghies.
Huh, look at me, more pagpie than human. Oooh Noooo, Its Nate the terible were-magpie. Nate chockles quitly to himself.

 

[Maerdwyn]

Fredar notces what nate has found, and looks for other uch peices too, until Nate seems satisfied that he's found all he can. If the shaman is down here as well, he asks her, somewhat hesitantly, "How do we address you, er, Madam? I am Fredar." Too late he thinks it might no be such a good idea for a goblin witch to know his name. Oh well.

 

[doghead]

Hadarook, male halfling Scout

Slowly the flickering light in the room dims. Looking up, you discover Hadarook has wondered over to the crack in the wall and has thrust the torch into it.

"Humph. I was right. There is a slight draft coming out of here. And looks like a bit of rough path has been made. Bit narrow though."

He squats down for a closer look. "Hasn't been used in a while I would say. But hard to be sure. The ground is fairly hard."

 

[doghead]

under the hill fort ruins

ooc: DrZ - you are mad.

Nate has a flash of insight. Mithril? At least some of could be. A couple of taps confirm its nothing else he has seen before, and its harder than it should be for its weight.

But the other pieces? There is some mundane iron and silver definately. But a few of the pieces ring with a hardness that is like nothing he has ever seen before. Dwarf Iron? Mountain Iron?* Never having seen either before, its hard to say for sure without a bit more investigation, and a forge.

ooc: * common names for Adamantine and Cold iron.

From the othe side of the room Hadarook hisses, "Shhhuush!"

He couches motionless for a moment, then suddenly staightens up and begins backing off, switching the torch to his off hand and pulling his daggar.

"Something is coming. Sounds scratchy like."

Around the room the shadows jump and twist in the flickering torch light. The chamber suddenly seems fillled with movement everywhere and all the shadows filled with menace. Of course, its all just in your imagination ...

 

[Maerdwyn]

Fredar hikes up his shield, an readies his spear for whatever comes out of that crack. So I'm jumping at shadows again...I was right last time.... "Should we flank the opening?" he asks Cromwell.