IG's "Those Left Behind" Chapter 2

[industrygothica]

Talishia thumbs through the book as Rogash searches the door and works on its lock. It's largely uninteresting, but a few of the later entries catch her attention.


[Excerpt 1]
What a wonderful specimen he is! A rather angry fellow, but he should be secure enough. He is enormous! And the wingspan, my goodness! He’ll make a marvelous addition.

He did manage to give a name, albeit in the midst of a threat. “Alchor will tear you apart!” he said. Well, I suppose he’ll have to be breaking free of my bindings to do that now, won’t he? The threat of the chaos beast seems to quell him a bit. Wants no part of that one he does! I’ve linked their cages now; so in the unlikely even Alchor ever does escape, his friend will be right there with him. He seems much less hostile now. Ha!


[Excerpt 2]
A wretched little devil this one. A pixie of all things! Who ever heard? Such a dainty creature, and so much evil! I’ve got just the place for her in my collection. And that staff of hers, it’s incredible! I shall have to do some research on that one, for it’s sure to be a valuable piece. Summoning undead… miraculous! She won’t be getting her hands back on that one, that’s for sure!


[Excerpt 3]
Kobolds! I heard them digging and shuffling around in the sewers, and whatever for? Of course I investigated under cover of a scroll of invisibility to see what they were up to, and wouldn’t you know that vile man Duran had something to do with it; I suppose he’s taking his operation underground now. I only pray that they don’t find their way here, or it’ll be the death of me just as surely as it will that barkeep. I wonder what they’re doing with him. Regardless, I have things set up for a quick exit just in case, but what of those left behind? If my pets get loose…

 

[Leif]

Uulark Simental, Cleric7, AC18,FF15,T13, HP35/35

"So what's in there, Tal'?? Anything good?"

 

[Shayuri]

"No," Talashia says quietly, absorbed in the pages as she seeks out the salient passages. "No...I wouldn't say good."

She waves Uulark over to show him the paragraphs she thinks are most important, each one at a time.

"I think his lab was under the city, hidden. This Duran fellow and his kobolds either kidnapped him or made him flee...but the creatures he had in the lab escaped. The chaos beast and the pixie...and this 'Alcor,' whom we haven't met yet."

The sorceress looks up from the journal to meet Uulark's eyes. There's no trace of anger or even irritation. On the contrary she looks a bit concerned.

"Which means there's at least one more danger down there."

A greedy glint light behind her eyes.

"And a wizard's secret lab..."

 

[Leif]

Uulark Simental, Cleric7, AC18,FF15,T13, HP35/35

"Yes, there is much to fear around here," says Uulark, who also has a look of calm determination about him that matches Talashia's. "I think we have already seen the work of this pixie, if not the pixie itself. Haven't we been alarmed at the sudden appearance of creatures around here? I suspect that we have had an invisible spy among us," apparently Uulark is not thiniking clearly and does not recall the recent battle wherein the party dispatched the pixie.

 

[Shayuri]

Talashia blinks and gives Uulark an odd look.

"The pixie is dead," she says, and taps the necromantic staff meaningfully. "That's where we got this."

She looks back at the journal.

"I'd like to know more about this Duran and what he's doing in the sewers with kobolds," she muses. "We should also follow up on any barkeeps who have vanished or been found dead recently."

"How's that door coming, Rogash?

 

[Leif]

Uulark Simental, Cleric7, AC18,FF15,T13, HP35/35

Of course! What was I thinking? Do you have a plan for locating reports on missing and/or murdered barkeeps, says a very chagrined Uulark?

 

[Scotley]

Rogash

Having been distracted by the discussion of the journal, Rogash returns his attention to getting the door open.

 

[industrygothica]

The door opens into a workshop of sorts, with bits of parchment and half-empty bottles of ink on a large island table in the center of the room. Your torchlight glimmers off the wrought-iron railing of a spiral staircase disappearing into the floor in the far corner of the room.

 

[Scott DeWar]

Caerwyn has been quietly standing guard at the door, his sword at the ready. while he listens to the conversation he finally speaks up. " hey sis, uh, you know how you learned to read an al? well, uh, i , uh , ahem.... well, could you tell me what the book says? Please?

]ooc[ i am guessing Caerwyn was a barbarian at first level and so therefore is illiterate ]/ooc[

 

[Leif]

Uulark Simental, Cleric7, AC18,FF15,T13, HP35/35

"You smart folk check out the parchment, whilst I stand guard at the head of these stairs." Uulark will proceed to take up the most advantageous position available at the head of the stairs, hopefully, one that gives him cover from anyone descending while still affording a clear field of vision as far down the stairs as possible.