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<blockquote data-quote="Scotley" data-source="post: 4002449" data-attributes="member: 11520">Where angels fear to tread...The discussion suddenly becomes moot. Geoffrey, displaying surprising rashness for one of a class normally known for wisdom, flings the door open and dives through the doorway. Radoon is near the top of the stairs. The party below can hear the clash of arms above and the sound of many feet moving about. You can just hear a strange wordless song as well as other more distant voices, but you can't make out what they are saying. OOC: I'll wait for the rest state your positions and actions. [sblock=Geoffrey]The room is good sized, filling the entire upper floor of the little building. It is also crammed full of people with vacant eyes who are unkempt in appearance and mostly dressed as servants and wait staff. Geoffrey's first instinct is that they are zombies, but upon closer examination he realizes that they are living, yet somehow lacking in self-will. Most of the people are unarmed, but a few close to the door in the floor have simple weapons. A club and a long spear are used against him, but neither finds its mark. Then he hears a strange voice begin to sing a haunting wordless tune that seems to tug upon some deep primal part of his mind and he feels a powerful urge to just let go and allow the sound to guide him. Will Save DC: 14 please. Vaguely from the back of the room he hears voices speaking the words of magic that indicate spells are being cast, but the song is making it hard to focus on that...[/sblock]</blockquote>

[QUOTE="Scotley, post: 4002449, member: 11520"] [b]Where angels fear to tread...[/b] The discussion suddenly becomes moot. Geoffrey, displaying surprising rashness for one of a class normally known for wisdom, flings the door open and dives through the doorway. Radoon is near the top of the stairs. The party below can hear the clash of arms above and the sound of many feet moving about. You can just hear a strange wordless song as well as other more distant voices, but you can't make out what they are saying. OOC: I'll wait for the rest state your positions and actions. [sblock=Geoffrey]The room is good sized, filling the entire upper floor of the little building. It is also crammed full of people with vacant eyes who are unkempt in appearance and mostly dressed as servants and wait staff. Geoffrey's first instinct is that they are zombies, but upon closer examination he realizes that they are living, yet somehow lacking in self-will. Most of the people are unarmed, but a few close to the door in the floor have simple weapons. A club and a long spear are used against him, but neither finds its mark. Then he hears a strange voice begin to sing a haunting wordless tune that seems to tug upon some deep primal part of his mind and he feels a powerful urge to just let go and allow the sound to guide him. Will Save DC: 14 please. Vaguely from the back of the room he hears voices speaking the words of magic that indicate spells are being cast, but the song is making it hard to focus on that...[/sblock] [/QUOTE]

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