D&D 5E (IC) Vault of the Dracolich (River Gang)

[Prickly Pear]

SnorLoska walks around and stands behind the wizard. His weapon is raised, ready to strike if the wizard would start to cast any spell.
She is very stunning from behind too and SnorLoska has trouble concentrating.
We need to get to the treasure vault then, SnorLoska says to Mord and Udit. She can show us the way.

 

[FitzTheRuke]

"The Vaults have guardians that I can't control. And beyond that, many wards and traps. Lastly, Dretchroyaster would probably know if you enter them and would very probably come himself to devour you." warned Zalena through gritted teeth.

"They've destroyed him already." insisted Dunmire.

"I've seen his skeleton collapse before." confessed Zalena, "And yet he was speaking to Silakul before the day was over."

That shut Dunmire up immediately. He looked at the faces of the group to see if they would seriously continue on after this knowledge.

 

[gargoyleking]

"We have no illusions that the beast has been killed. The bones you see are more likely a projection of it's will than anything. This is why we seek to reseal it into it's prison rather than fight it directly."

Mord stoops to pick up the items and stuffs them into his pack. "I will give these a more thorough inspection later. Perhaps there is a use for them. In the meantime, what shall we do with these reptillians?"

Squirrels are evil!

 

[River Song]

"What would they do if we left them to their devices?" Kurzon asked. The Paladin was sore, his whole body ached but he stood firm.

 

[FitzTheRuke]

"They are begrudgingly on loan from their Chief, Urbone. It is a bone of contention for the creatures. A tenuous alliance at best." explained Zalena. "Tell them 'go'. They will go."

At the word, the troglodytes looked up, unsure if it was really permission to leave.

 

[gargoyleking]

Mord looked to the creatures and nodded to them. "Go" then turning back to the woman he considered. "And what shall we do with you?"

Squirrels are evil!

 

[FitzTheRuke]

The troglodytes shuffled down the tunnel heading east chattering away in their guttural language. Their absence did nothing to improve their smell.

"I should like to live, even though I doubt I will ever walk properly again. Perhaps you could let me go - I will inform the others of your mercy, and you will have an easier time of it when you negotiate their surrender." suggested Zalena seriously, "Of course, I will need Dunmire to carry me back to the barracks."

 

[gargoyleking]

Mord sneered at the thought, his eyes pinning the woman in place and in an instant turning into the black pits that had so terrified Dunmire.

"And allow you to rejoin the ranks? Not to mention carry information to our enemies?"

OOC: Intimidation + Guidance: 1D20+5+1D4 = [5]+5+[4] = 14

Squirrels are evil!

 

[River Song]

Kurzon looked between the woman and Mord. "Clearly she is going no where soon." he rumbled. "Perhaps we leave Dunmire her to provide her protection while we move on? We should ensure we remove anything from her that may be a magical artifice of some kind. Perhaps one of our ladies would be as kind to conduct a search?"

 

[Ancalagon]

Udit speaks up

"She hardly told us anything! She knows the uh, layout of the place, where the traps are, how many of them there are, how to, uh, get around, and other stuff too. Spit it out lady..."