IG's Legend of The Ripper [IC]

[industrygothica]

The group spends an uneasy night in the abandoned building. Other than a few nervous rats and a couple of unexplained bumps-in-the-night, nothing eventful presents itself.

You awaken to a dreary morning, the sun blotted out by the dense fog. The cobblestones are slippery with the mist.

You can hear muffled voices outside in the alleyway. Through a crack in the caked-over glass you can see a group hovering around absently. It appears that someone has found one of the dead bodies from the night before.

 

[PhoenixAsh]

Xao follows the rest of the group into the shack. Wordless, and obviously exhausted, he begins trying to find someplace comfortable to sleep. His futile attempts are at first slightly comical, then slightly pathetic.

"Gah. I didn't expect to be roughing it either, Dacen. Well, if I can get to sleep here, I could use the rest."

He shifts uncomfortably.

"I've been thinking. If we come across a hostile spirit, we need a way to drive it off. I may be able to harm it with one of my spells. Any other ideas?"

Dacen squints a moment, considering, then nods. "I... don't know if I'd be able to turn it. I tried, she didn't even flinch. I don't think I'm really strong enough for that. But I have some blessings that could help... or at least help others harm it physically. That's kind of the crux of the problem, right? I mean, Rexy's blade just went right through it. Maybe if it were enchanted, it might have an effect."

Dacen looks over at Rexy, considering her for a moment. She seems like a fitting instrument of vengeance and justice. She certainly seems the most dedicated to this cause.

He lies down and beats his haversack until it approximates a pillow well enough and lies down on it, intending to make the best of what will surely be an uncomfortable night's rest.

 

[Schmoe]

Xao stretches his aching muscles, sore from the previous night. He takes out his spellbook and begins to study.

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Xao prepares the following:

1st - Elemental Burst, Sleep
0th - Mage Hand, Light, Acid Splash
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[Rhun]

You can hear muffled voices outside in the alleyway. Through a crack in the caked-over glass you can see a group hovering around absently. It appears that someone has found one of the dead bodies from the night before.

"We had better be on our way, and quickly," says Rexy, peeking out at the gathering. "The watch is probably already on their way. We should head back to the Ten Bells, and take care not to be seen."

 

[PhoenixAsh]

Dacen Athrin, Human Cleric of St. Cuthbert HP: 8/9

Dacen awakens with a stuff neck that just won't go away. Still he focuses himself for morning prayer. Afterwards he looks out the glass at the crowd and scoffs, "If the watch were doing its job, we wouldn't be here, I'm sure. Still, I'd rather avoid them if we can... the people we've run into here haven't exactly been all that friendly. Think there is a back way out of this building, Fen?"

OOC:[sblock]
Spells Prepared:
0 - Resistance, Guidance, Detect Magic
1 - Magic Weapon, Magic Stone, Enlarge Person (Domain Spell)[/sblock]

 

[industrygothica]

[sblock=Casters]Be sure to update your character sheets with your updated spell lists if you haven't already done so.[/sblock]

 

[Autumn]

"Well, I wonder..." Fen muses, climbing to his feet. Sit tight then. Won't be long."

With that he takes off towards the back of the building, looking for another exit. If he finds one then he'll take a stealthy look about and see if it seems clear of spectators.

 

[industrygothica]

Fen finds another exit. It's not exactly clear, but he reckons that if they move quickly and quietly they should be able to round the corner and hop out of sight before anyone notices.

ooc: w00t! skill checks! Move Silently and whatever else you feel might be relevant. Use invisible castle and include the results in your narrative please.

 

[Autumn]

Fen conveys his findings back to the group and then leads the way, loping around the corner with his boots padding noiselessly on the cobbles.

 

[Rhun]

Rexy follows after the quiet fen, trying to follow his lead. Unfortunately for the young swashbuckler, her boots seems to click off of every cobblestone that she steps on.