Iron Master's The Raiders of Galath's Roost [IC]

[Tenser42]

[OOC: Assuming no further clues are found in the area: ]

"That seems like a good idea to me, but I think we should find a more ... discrete vantage point. If there is a portal up there", Kelwan points up at the hill, "whoever is using it might see us down here the moment they come through it."

 

[Erudite]

"Of course," Sparrowhawk agrees. "I think that we should take a careful look at that pile of stones over there" he indicates with a thrust of his chin. "Rumor has it that the place is crawling with traps, so perhaps you could scout ahead of the rest of us, Liksa? It might make an ideal vantage for setting watch if whoever uses the portal knows of the traps as well. They will steer clear of it!"

 

[Ferrix]

"Be careful..." the large northerner says, he wrinkles his brow in a moment of concentration but deems the suggestions quite worthwhile. "Whatever did a number of drow in isn't something we should tangle with unless we know more about it than it does about us. If we get in a fight with whatever it is, we do it on our terms."

 

[Erudite]

"Excellently said." Sparrowhawk continues, "Our mission is to gain information, which at this juncture is more precious than ending a few lives."

He starts to walk back north the way they came, quietly, leading the others to the main gate of the keep. He will not enter, or even go near it, until Liksa gives the word.

 

[Ironmaster]

Ooc

[OOC: Hi guys, I've been waiting for Krug to post regarding Liksa]

Krug, I would like to hear from you regarding your level of interest in playing in this particular PbP. It has been a week since your last post, and your frequency has declined in the last two and a half weeks. If this game is something you just don't find to be compelling, please let me know so that I can rectify the situation, or if you feel as if you would rather drop out, find a replacement. I'd rather keep you around, if you wish, but the party has been waiting on Liksa to do her thing for quite a while.

 

[Krug]

Liksa goes ahead to scout for traps, moving gingerly forward.

Sorry about that. When I try to logon EN World is down or there's something wrong with my connection. Am definitely interested in the game.

 

[Ironmaster]

Krug,

Good to hear that you are still interested, but sorry about the comp trouble.

Please forgive me, I have had a few busy days! I will get to post tomorrow, as I will have time then.

 

[Ironmaster]

As the group makes their way back to the northern face of the keep, Liksa leading, followed by Stor, then Kelwan, and with Sparrowhawk taking rear guard, they see that time has not been kind to the keep, with the increasingly bright sunlight of the late morning falling upon it's worn stones like the broken teeth of a fallen giant. It truly looks like the haunted ruins of tales, as related by Sparrowhawk. The songs of birds are less raucus than earlier, with the occasional flute-like trill of a warbler filling the winds.

"Ffftt!"

An arrow sprouts about ten feet from Liksa, like a strange flower among the weeds, the yellow and gray fletching quivering.

"Putta! Llie na mellon ri’goth." a mellodious voice calls from the trees.

Stor and Sparrowhawk can look in the spoiler below:
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The language is elven, with a dialect that Sparrowhawk recognizes as local to Cormanthor. It translates into "Halt! Identify yourselves as friends or foes."
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Kelwan makes out the faint sillouette of a Man-sized figure in the rusty folliage of the trees.

 

[Erudite]

Sparrowhawk tries to recognize the fletching on the arrow.[identify fletching (1d20+4=13)]

He calls out, bow still in hand, drawn, but facing the turf, "Nalye mellonie, tuulo' en harwa taure, Mistledale, ma’a ten’tele gwaith en lye."

[OOC Ironmaster, I'm glad you found both translation sites useful. I like to use consistent language in PbP, adds to the flavor. Ferrix, the URL is http://www.grey-company.org/Circle/language/search/languagebase.htm, so you can use it to write up 'Elven' phrases, too. You don't have to, but I warned Ironmaster about my prediliction weeks ago! . BRW, there are no silent 'e's in elven! Now I just have to find a decent Celestial translator. I know I have an Enochian link about somewhere...]

 

[Krug]

Liksa arms her sling, ready to fire back, until Sparrowhawk speaks. She then holds her fire, hoping that this is not another combat.