Metropolis (The World in Waiting) - Chapter One

[Bront]

[sblock]Knowledge - local (DC 20) +16 - Failure
Knowledge - religion (DC 20) +17 - Failure

Seems like Taran knows very little on the topic...
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Taran continues to ask the cultist "Answer me. Why is he experimenting on children? What has he to gain from it?" Taran calls Twitchy over, the rat's mouth frothing slightly and blood gathered around his mouth a bit. He glares at the cultest, and then looks over with Twitchy, letting the cultist make some inferences.

 

[Festy_Dog]

"...temporal anomalies, which we shall cover later. As you can see the glands here, and here, are both receeding as the energies are drawn forth by the essence filter's cables. Though with keen eyes may have noticed that the wounds here, and here, have both healed significantly, mainly due to the reverse reality syndrome that the child suffers from. Interestingly enough, this same syndrome seems to have little effect on the body should we deliver a fatal wound..."

Some kind of lecture was going on beyond the door, assumably to a class of students, and Ba'aktar was in no mind to interupt their learning any time soon. He turned himself around and limped in the opposite direction. He wanted rest badly, but it wasn't an option until he had found food and a safe location.

 

[Phoenix]

Taran continues to ask the cultist "Answer me. Why is he experimenting on children? What has he to gain from it?" Taran calls Twitchy over, the rat's mouth frothing slightly and blood gathered around his mouth a bit. He glares at the cultest, and then looks over with Twitchy, letting the cultist make some inferences.

The cultist looks at the giant rat and shudders a little, remembering easily what the creature had done to his companions. "Temporal experiments, I dunno the gist of it all, all I know is that the children have some ability that can be tapped, I never really took a lot of notice in the lectures..."

 

[Phoenix]

Some kind of lecture was going on beyond the door, assumably to a class of students, and Ba'aktar was in no mind to interupt their learning any time soon. He turned himself around and limped in the opposite direction. He wanted rest badly, but it wasn't an option until he had found food and a safe location.

Following the other branch of the corridor, Ba'aktar and his ward eventually struggle towards what seems to be a large reinforced iron door. In the darkness (which Ba'aktar has no problem navigating in) there are flashes of light coming from the edges of the door, as if something in the next room was generating short bursts of light. There is a sizzling noise and the stench of burnt flesh permits the area, assailing Ba'aktar's nose with a horrid smell.

 

[Bront]

The cultist looks at the giant rat and shudders a little, remembering easily what the creature had done to his companions. "Temporal experiments, I dunno the gist of it all, all I know is that the children have some ability that can be tapped, I never really took a lot of notice in the lectures..."

Taran nods to Ghost, who knocks the cultist out. "I think stealth would be wise. Are you injured?"

 

[Festy_Dog]

Following the other branch of the corridor, Ba'aktar and his ward eventually struggle towards what seems to be a large reinforced iron door. In the darkness (which Ba'aktar has no problem navigating in) there are flashes of light coming from the edges of the door, as if something in the next room was generating short bursts of light. There is a sizzling noise and the stench of burnt flesh permits the area, assailing Ba'aktar's nose with a horrid smell.

Ba'aktar pulls his collar up over his nose, and tries to listen for any humanoid activity within the room. Should noone actually be inside the room, he could check it for other doors leading out.

 

[D20Dazza]

Ghost Hound Elf Bard

Taran nods to Ghost, who knocks the cultist out. "I think stealth would be wise. Are you injured?"

"No, I am fine my friend - let us take some sort of vengeance on these dastardly evil doers" Ghost steels himself for a fight and clutches his fist to his heart before giving Taran (and Twitchy) a nod. He then cautiously proceeds down the street, mace gripped tightly in his hand.

[sblock]Spot check (+2) to see if there may be gaurds[/sblock]

 

[Phoenix]

Ba'aktar pulls his collar up over his nose, and tries to listen for any humanoid activity within the room. Should noone actually be inside the room, he could check it for other doors leading out.

[sblock]Listen check (DC hidden) +12 - Partial Success
Intelligence check (DC 8) +12 - Success
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Ba'aktar's ear presses against the door and from within he can hear a crackling and sizzling noise that is all too familiar. The noise seems identicle to the machine that had stapped his, other self, to the child that he now carried. The half-orc's large hand tred the door.

Locked.

 

[Phoenix]

"No, I am fine my friend - let us take some sort of vengeance on these dastardly evil doers" Ghost steels himself for a fight and clutches his fist to his heart before giving Taran (and Twitchy) a nod. He then cautiously proceeds down the street, mace gripped tightly in his hand.

[sblock]Spot check (+2) to see if there may be gaurds[/sblock]

[sblock]Ghost Move Silently check +10
Ghost Hide check +22
Ghost Spot check (DC hidden) +15
Ghost Intelligence check (DC 8) +16 - Success
Taran Move Silently check +20
Taran Hide check +23
Taran Spot check (DC hidden) +13
Taran Intelligence check (DC 12) +6 - Failure
Twitchy Move Silently check +24
Twitchy Hide check +15
Twitchy Spot check (DC hidden) +24
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Leaving the unconscious cultist behind them, the group made their way into the shadows, with their keen eyes allowing them to navigate the shadows they should be able to avoid the human cultists for a little while.

Up ahead of them a large rock cavern wall bars any further travel, though a rusted metal door stand open towards them, allowing them easy access into the structure. Before they can make their move Twitchy begins to...snarl...at the shadows, his nose sniffing and his teeth bared in the direction of, something.

From the darkness there is a voice, a hauntingly familiar voice that Taran can't quite put his finger on. It calls softly: "Keep moving, here you'll need this." There is a thud in the dirt as a heavy iron key is thrown at the group's feet.

Ghost's Eyes Only
[sblock]Ghost however recognises the voice in the shadows, it is definately the voice of Taran. But the halfling was standing next to him, not...over there...?
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[Bront]

[sblock]Ghost Move Silently check +10
Ghost Hide check +22
Ghost Spot check (DC hidden) +15
Ghost Intelligence check (DC 8) +16 - Success
Taran Move Silently check +20
Taran Hide check +23
Taran Spot check (DC hidden) +13
Taran Intelligence check (DC 12) +6 - Failure
Twitchy Move Silently check +24
Twitchy Hide check +15
Twitchy Spot check (DC hidden) +24
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Leaving the unconscious cultist behind them, the group made their way into the shadows, with their keen eyes allowing them to navigate the shadows they should be able to avoid the human cultists for a little while.

Up ahead of them a large rock cavern wall bars any further travel, though a rusted metal door stand open towards them, allowing them easy access into the structure. Before they can make their move Twitchy begins to...snarl...at the shadows, his nose sniffing and his teeth bared in the direction of, something.

From the darkness there is a voice, a hauntingly familiar voice that Taran can't quite put his finger on. It calls softly: "Keep moving, here you'll need this." There is a thud in the dirt as a heavy iron key is thrown at the group's feet.

Taran tries to identify the voice, but baring that snatches the key up quietly and continues on. Who the voice is is realy not as important as stoping this fiend.