IG's Legend of The Ripper [IC]

[Autumn]

Fen steps up to take point. "I've got a lamp. Here." He digs in his pack and hands Ray a bullseye lantern, a flask of oil, and a tindertwig. "Get that lit, and keep it pointed out in front of me. Place like this, I'm gonna wanna see where I'm steppin'."

[sblock=OOC]Fen will take the lead, making Search checks.[/sblock]

 

[PhoenixAsh]

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

Dacen takes up the the third spot in the order, in from of Ray, but allowing Rexy to stand behind Fen. He holds his shield up and nothing else.

 

[Isida Kep'Tukari]

Ray lights the lantern and grips it carefully, holding it high so those in front can see what they're doing.

"What..." she pauses for a moment and swallows. "What's down here? What are we looking for exactly?"

 

[industrygothica]

Fen, Rexy, Dacen and Rayel slip quietlky down the creaking stairs, their shadows bouncing around ominously from the young girl's shaking hand. Fen makes a quick check of each step before he puts his full weight on it.

Finally the stairs empty out into an old cellar, buried beneath the weight of the structure above. The air is cool and damp, and the smell of wet earth rushes up to greet you. Barrels are stacked against one wall, while another is occupied by a wine-rack sagging under the weight of age. Heavy footprints, each much larger than that of a human, can be seen in the wet earthen floor leading away from the staircase. The footprints are obviously that of someone, or something, that has been this way before... and quite recently, by the looks of it.

 

[Rhun]

Rexy points to the prints with her slender blade. "I don't like the look of those," she whispers to her companions."

 

[PhoenixAsh]

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

Dacen glances back at Ray and responds quietly, "Good question. The woman you saw in white, she's Mari Kell, we think. We found a corpse that looked dug up in a bedroom upstairs, in a wedding gown. We also found a journal that hinted some poor mad soul was going to try and... do something with her spirit. Like he wanted to marry her or something. So we're looking for signs of her grave, and what dug her out of it."

Dacen turns back forward, following Rexy's blade with his gaze, "Something like that, maybe."

He leans forward, "Fen, if your going to be taking point, I'm going to place a ward on you once more. Can't be too careful."

Dacen concentrates a moment in prayer than taps the scout on the shoulder, establishing a protective ward upon him.

OOC: +1 Resistance Bonus on next Saving Throw, Lasts 1 hour or until used

 

[Isida Kep'Tukari]

Sounds like someone lost his life to love. He won't even let the dead rest! she thought with a chill.

"So then, we're more looking for a crazy person than anything else?" she asks softly.

 

[industrygothica]

OOC: Merry Christmas to everyone! I'll check back in a few days to see if everyone's ready to go again.


-IG

 

[Rhun]

Rexy takes up a position next to Fen, ready to defend her companions against attack.

 

[industrygothica]

So what do we want to do from here? We've got a wine rack and some footprints. And some barrels.