[ic] nameless III: lost and found

doghead said:
"I can't see any more," Cromwell grunts. He swings around, scanning the room. "But there are only three bodies. Where is the forth one? I lost track of it."

"Back down the crack. Sorry - couldn't get to it before it left."
 

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Under the hill fort ruins.

Fredar watches the dark gash in the wall for a moment, but nothing emerges.

Nate glaces around, but like Fredar can see no more of the creatures. He nudges on of the dead ones with the toe of his boot. It looks just like a centipede*, only he has never see one 5 foot long and thickness of his arm. Nate steps over to a spot clear of gore. Pulling off his boot, Nate finds his ankle badly bruised and bloodied.

From behind him, Hadarook whispers, "I don't like this. I think we should get out of here now. I can have a look at your ankle when we get out of here. It can't be too bad, or you wouldn't be walking around on it."

Cromwell rumbles his agreement. "Lets get out of here. Hadarook, you first. Stop fooling around Nate. Get your boot on and get up top too. Fredar and I will cover you."

When Nate and Hadarook are up, he orders Fredar up. Last of all Cromwell hauls himself up the rope.

"Right, pull that rope up and get the hatch down. Then lets get a camp set up."

ooc: * Sorry, I somehow managed to edit out the original desription I had, which would have made it fairly obvious. It wasn't ment to be mysterious - your characters have all see a centipede before I would assume.
 

Fool around? Fool around? It wasn't you who got his leg almost bitten off now was it?
"Sure sir, sorry 'bout that" Nate says as he gingerly reboots himself. He picks up a few more gleaming little metal thinghies, then scrambles up the ladder. Later at night he tries to see what exactly they are, if possible without his usual tools.
 

Fredar watches the crack in the wall, spear readied as everyone gets out. When everyone is out, he asks Cromwell, "So we've still got those questions about these ruins. Do we take her back to town and come back here later, or make another run at the path in the wall tomorrow?"
 

In the hill fort ruins

The last person climbs out of the darkness below into the falling darkness of above. The hatch closes over the entrance with a thud.

Cromwell considers Fredar's question for a moment as you all stand watching the hatch for any sign of movement from below. But all is still. Except for the goblins, who seem quite excited by what happened down below and badger you with questions. They are, however, rather coy about why they are so interested.

"Stay here and keep an eye on the hatch for a moment," Cromwell says to Nate and Hadarook. "Yell if anything moves. And find out whats going on Hadarook, why they are so excited."

But it is not Hadarook that gets the story, its Nate who puts it together. {1} Its the armour. Their armour has the same glistening black quality as that of the creatures below. Its not metal or leather at all. Its obvious once you look properly. Now that he does, he realises that some of the pieces, the breast shell in particular, came from bigger creatures than the ones you just fought.

{1} Craft (armour) check: 20+9 vs DC 20.

Cromwell indicates for Fredar to follow and he walks off towards the horse he rode in on.

"We don't know that there is a connection between the ruins and the traitor the shaman talks of," he says quietly. "We don't even know that there is a traitor. We get her back to town first thing tomorrow. I can't see any reason to do otherwise."

***

Camp is made quickly. Two camps really, as the two groups settle down under different sections of the roof. Two watchs are set as well. Neither party is willing to rely completely on the other. However, the night is peaceful and dawn arrives without incident.
 

"It's their armour, sir. It's made from the shell of giant centipedes like the one we squashed down below." Nate tells CCromwell when all has quieted down. "Maybe we aught to tell 'em they can have it if they want?"

Nate uses the evening to have another look at the metal objects he collected from the pile of bones. Is tehre enough to make a dagger from, or just some arrowheads maybe? Or some slingshots?
 

Fredar asks walks over to the two men. "So has she agreed to go back with us, or do we still need to convince her. When he hears Nate's proposal, he says, "Sounds good - maybe she'll go if we give her the shells."
 

In the hill fort

*before night fall*

Cromwell frowns at Fredar's question. The half orc is silent for a moment.

"She didn't say that she wasn't going to," he finally says. But its fairly obvious that he is realising that this is not the same thing as saying that she would.

He nods in response to Nate's observation and Fredar's suggestion. "Perhaps." But he doesn't sound reassured.

Get camp ready. We will keep a watch going through the night. I don't want them slipping away."

ooc: DrZ, can't remember how much there was. Its somewhere back in the earlier pages. I have a look tomorrow and get back to you. But it was somewhere in the vicinity of half a pound or so, IIRC.
 

"I'll take first watch. Can't sleep anyway, I'm too wound up from the fight." Nate says. "Do you mind if I go and have a talk with the Gobbo's for a sec? She said something to me earlier I want to discuss. I'll be back in a minute."

Nate cautiously approaches the goblins, carefull to keep his hands away from his weapons.
"Eeuuhrm, Lady? Could I have a word with you? You said something about controlling the Beast inside me.... What exactly did you mean?"
 


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