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

[Chauzu]

The wolf, very slowly and very cautiously, approaches Tanarel's givings. Every tiny movement that he makes causes the wolf to pause. The canine eventually, with quick movement, grabs the meat and moves back to where it was.

The wolf eats the meat, but doesn't even appear to blink its eyes as it concentrates on the fighter. When the wolf is done eating the meat, Tanarel offers a bit of healing potion cupped in his hands. The wolf glances at its water dish and Tanarel's hand in a conflicting manner and does not budge.

 

[Dungannon]

Sydney Halehearth

"Tanarel, maybe you should try removing my dagger from its flank before trying to heal it," Sydney quietly mentions to the soldier.

 

[Sullaf]

Geramon

Geramon will look inside the room and will evaluate the situation. He is little puzzled as to why Morn has an arrow in his back instead of the front "Odd warfare tactics, fighting with your back to the enemy. Then again what do I know about warfare. I should read into it someday..."

He realizes he can contribute nothing at the moment and decides to sit down in the doorway, leaning against a door post, meanwhile following Tanarel's action to befriend the wolf with mild interest. Then he notices the goblin body, and quickly looks away, while grabbing his stomach. He moves outside the room and sits down in front of the doorway while grabbing the next book containig shield. He tries to study this book to ease his stomach and keep his mind from forming a mental picture of a goblin with his neck bitten to pulp with body fluids slowly dripping out of, until the rest has found a way out.

The Arcane language brings back memories of the Academy, and the effort it took him to create his first spellbook. The sudden realization that one of his precious spells had been lost, one which took so much hard work, fills the frail man with bitter grief and an utter hatred against his captor. He whispers a small prayer to Oghma and filled with sadness continues his study.

[roll] Spellcraft 13(roll) + 7(skill) = 20 [/roll]

 

[Q-Ball]

Tanarel Whitehart

"I would if I could Sydney But the fact still remains that it doesnt trust me so I cant take it out." Tanarel says in a quiet voice to sydney.

He then makes one more tiny step towards the wolf in a soothing voice he says:"I will not harm you. I'll get you better but please let me help you. You are among friends." He then stares the beast straight into his eyes and tries to reflect sorrow. [Maybe even producing a tear] The sorrow he tries to reflect is the one from his memory that he too lost everything and got dismissed from his country only to find himself in the presence of strangers.

He then refills his hand with a little bit more from his potion. He does this cautious so that he doesnt scare the wolf.after he filled it he will once again stretch his arm towards the wolf in the hope that he will accept now. While stretching out his hand Tanarel says:"I know what your going through. But you have no other choice. I dont wanna kill you so In Hoars name Let me save you, Noble creature." He then closes his eyes and chants a small soothing prayer.

OOC: Though roleplaying rules ... its moments like this you long for the handle animal skill

 

[Ravellion]

Morn

"No... that's alright. I should have seen that coming. A flaw in my awareness. I shall have to focus more from now on." Morn says to Raven, absolutely serious. Remembering that he still has a potion, he takes it out of its wrapping and drinks it.

OOC: Roll them bones ... your dice are Roll 1: 8. YES! 9/13

edit: Grammatical mistake

 

[Zhure]

Aaman

Now that Morn is stabilized, Aaman will try to assist Tanarel, moving the others back, trying to get the prisoners to lower their weapons and appear less aggressive.

OOC: Aid Another, Animal Empathy +5

 

[Wippit Guud]

Celpher

Not much to do, just waiting to see what happens.

 

[Chauzu]

The wolf also stares into the eyes of Tanarel. The wolf pants and moves forward a few inches, but then stops as Tanarel puts his hands forward to offer some potion again. The wolf looks unsure whether to accept the offering or to resist.

With aid from Aaman, the canine again moves forward a bit. It is only a couple feet from Tanarel now, when it hears the smoothing prayer. As if it knew it, the wolf moves right in front of the warrior, panting loudly. The wolf sniffs Tanarel's hand for a while before trying to lick the liquid. The wolf gives in, and takes a few licks.

With good taste (to the wolf) and the feeling of increased stamina, the wolf finishes the potion from Tanarel's hand then backs up a bit. The animal makes a great howl into the dungeon halls.

Meanwhile, Geramon studies the shield book that he had found. From his studies, he has learned that shield creates an invisible, mobile disk of force that hovers in front of the user. It negates magic missile attacks directed at the user, and intercepts attacks.

*Ahem* "I said I need a potion!" yells Axel as he crawls towards the last one.

 

[Manzanita]

Raven shakes her head. "Out of healing potions again already. Good job with the wolf Tanarel. See if you can lead him away from the door, so we can get in there 7ynhook his chain. Maybe there's another door in there."

 

[Dungannon]

Sydney Halehearth

"Good work with the wolf, guys. Tanarel, about that sword. It appears to be of normal, if very good quality, make. I didn't notice anything out of the ordinary about it."