Lamentation of Lolth - Chapter VIII

[Mimic]

Calenthang leaves the unconscious woman to lay on the hard wooden floor. Maybe the chest held some secrets that would better condemn the doppleganger.

"Becarefull," Broddy tells the Elven fighter, "it might be trapped somehow."

 

[Majin]

Sielwoodan's search around the perimeter turns up nothing special. The barn and silo loom over the hill, the only other places of interest in the immediate area.

For a moment, Laurent notices what might be a look of euphoria on the man's face at the notion of such a painful consequence, but then notion of actual death as a result must hit him as he appears to resign himself to a fate a bit further in the future. "She will kill me," he says, under his breath. "Lady Andress."

[sblock]Is Calenthang trying to open the chest?[/sblock]

 

[kirinke]

"Why would the lady Andreas kill you? She is a priestess of Illmater is she not? Why do you fear her so?" Teleri said, halfway afraid that she already knew the answer.

 

[hippocrachus]

Calenthang stares between those around the chest and those around the captive. Criminals always think they can buy mercy by selling their accomplices...

[sblock=OOC]Nope. That's a job for our Rogue; Calenthang wouldn't want to step on anyone's toes. Any one that's not a criminal that is. Wait... [/sblock]

 

[Wilphe]

"Well, if she will kill you there's not of negotiating you can do with her. We however, are still only at the stage of "maybe killing you". This gives us some room to reach an acceptable compromise does it not?"

 

[Velmont]

Sielwoodan look over his shoulder and see the other who are occupy by the chest and the two person. Sielwoodan slowly go toward the silo and barn, trying to see how often the innocpant have been travelling there, and if the barn is use for animals, ect...

 

[Dhes]

Leaving the chest with the others, Dunstand goes back to the bed room to attempt and brake open the armoire. ”I’ll be ride back, I just want to check out that fancy closet I found in the bedroom.”

 

[Majin]

Eleint 26, Mid-Morning

Sielwoodan creeps cautiously towards the barn and silo. When he nears the barn he notices bunches of grass torn up and overturned. Getting even closer he begins to be able to make out rough voices in a gutteral tongue, he recognizes as orcish.

Dunstand heads back into the bedroom and searches the wardrobe. Inside, among simple farmer's clothing he finds two red ceremonial robes with hoods, two suits of black studded leather armor and two scourges. On a shelf above the clothing is a coffer.

The "farmer" gives a throaty laugh at Teleri's naive comment. "Ilmater, bah. Ilmater is not the true god of suffering. Lady Andress knows this. Loviatar holds that title, and in her name do we worship."

 

[Velmont]

Quickly, Sielwoodan turns around and point every of his companions that he can see. A moment later, they can hear the whispering voice of Sielwoodan. "Orc speaking creature in the barn. Calenthang, Broddy, come here, and try to be quiet for teh moment. Don't do anything that would make the farmer warn these orcs, or gag them."

Slowly, Sielwoodan put his bow on his shoulder and draw Aiden's warhammer he is carrying. He weight the weapon and try to overhear the discussion, and as he can overhear it, he whispers it to his companions, in hope someone will be able to understand what they are speaking about.

 

[Dhes]

Dunstand slowly moves his hands over the exterior of the coffer, trying to detect of the little box is in any way rigged to shot poised darts in his face.
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