Legacy Of The Deep (Pt. 1) - Escape From Zanzer's Dungeon

Raven

"Gentlemen, let's rock & roll. May I use your sword, Lucien, until further arms are located? Either way, Morn & Tanarel, gather here & let's bust this door open."
 

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Sydney Halehearth

"Rock & roll? Must be a Giantish phrase she picked up in Vaasa. Sounds neat, though, I'll have to remember it. Rock & roll...."
 

They most likely have it bared from the other side. Lets put our shoulders too it and bust it down.

Morn will move over to the door and be ready to aid in any action to break down the door.
 

Lucian

Lucian seems surprised to see his belongings. He goes off to change into the better clothes, looking much happier afterwards. "I feel much more myself now. Remarkable, the benefits of being properly attired."

He draws the sword and goes through a few simple passes with it. While he is clearly comfortable with it, he does not evince much skill; rather, he seems to be familiar with a highly stylized school of swordplay. He sighs. "Well, Raven, I am loathe to pass this blade on. It is a family heirloom, you understand. Still, needs must drive, I suppose. You may use it for now, but I plead with you to take care with it."

He looks down at the goblin. "As for our prisoner...do with him as you feel best, but I would ask that you not use my blade for such a purpose."
 

Raven

"Lucien, my friend. Again, you show yourself a wise man, despite your city upbringing. One day I will take you to the land of the Vaasa & show you the glory of the rugged hills. After drinking of the clear icy streams and falling asleep under the myriad stars, you will not want to return to the filth & treachery of the city.

"Thank you for the use of your fine blade. Of course, I will return it to you as soon as you request, or sooner, if I can find a more suitable weapon for a warrior."

She then takes Geramon by the arm & leads him to the fallen goblin. She squats with him at her side.

"My friend. You must learn to kill these beasts. For a reluctance to kill them can only lead to your own death. They are without pity or remorse & must be dealt with in the same manner.

She rolls the goblins head up to reveal its neck.

"Here is the aorta. Severing this is the best way to kill these abominations." She hands Geramon the knife. "Slay it, & be quick. We must keep moving."
 

Geramon looks horrified " But but I... my book and... and... but I couldn't... killing is not my style." Geramon takes the knife with obvious reluctance and tries some thrusts in mid air. As he makes a clumsy swing with it, it sails out of his hands and nearly hits the goblin. " By Mystra, I nearly hit him! I'm sorry I'm just not 'cut out' for this kind of ... of ... of savage killing. I was not raised to hurt people, and frankly I detest any form of destruction and killing. He deserves death, the treacherous beast, but not by my hands... Geramon looks at Raven pleading "Please don't make me kill him!

edit: stupid typo's
 
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Tanarel

Tanarel looks sternly at Raven. "This is not the time to test him. Not all of us were made to kill. He has shown his ability in other ares, now lets move on." Tanarel swiftly cuts the goblin across it's neck. "Geramon, you must learn at some point that you must extract just recompense from those that harm you or wrong you. If you do not, they never learn the wrongs of their ways and go on to commit yet more crimes. This is the way of Hoar."
 

Axel throws a potion at Sydney.

"The way of Hoar!" cheers Axel going back to the hallway to eat some more bread. He comes back with another loaf of dry bread (although tasty for someone who hasn't eatin much during the last few days) and grabs a torch from one of the crates. "Just in case," he says.

"I guess I will save this last potion," Axel says putting the red potion of cure minor wounds into his raggedy pockets. As he takes his hand out of his pocket everyone hears glass shatter near Axel's foot. A blank complexion is on Axel's face as he stares forward, putting his arm deeper and deeper in his pocket. Red liquid can be seen flowing down onto the ground from the inside of his pants near his tanned shoes.
 

Sydney Halehearth

After seeing Axel drop his bottle, Sydney looks at his new armor for a pocket. Not finding any, he takes the length of rope wrapped around his arm and secures the vial to his leg.

OOC:
Rope Use check: 9(roll) + 4(skill bonus) = 13


"Hope this holds..."

Sydney then looks at the now-deceased goblin and addresses the rest of the party:

"Now that that has been taken care of, could someone please open the door so we can continue?"
 
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