Ptolus: The Legend of Longcoat

[Cthulhudrew]

"The chamber in the cellar is ready, my sweet. I feel my time is drawing near. Soon, we’ll be together, one way or another, and you’ll finally be free from your eternal torment."

Vanden recalls these chilling words from Henry Crofter's journal as he looks in horror at the room before him. That the candles are unlit- that the chamber has not been used recently- comforts him but little. He eases forward, slowly, cautiously making his way to the antechamber. The monk takes special care to avoid the pentagram.

 

[Trollbabe]

Downstairs, the replacement door opens to reveal a rectangular room with a recessed antechamber to the side. Etched into the stone floor is a crude pentagram surrounded by various sinister-looking arcane symbols. Tall candelabras line the outer portion of the room, but their tallow candles are cold and unlit.

"Hmm I expected something more gruesome or sinister..." Garnet enters the room and cautiously moves towards the recessed antechamber. Garnet's voices remain silent because they need not remind the boy what he did or how sinister he felt when he did it.

 

[Whizbang Dustyboots]

A second knife tears free of the table and goes whistling past Jarem, embedding itself in the doorframe.

"GET OUT!"

* * *

Garnet and Vanden move into the room, looking toward the antechamber.

The antechamber was obviously a laboratory and study. On a bench lie various jars, rolled parchments, a human skull, a ritualistic dagger, and bottles filled with discolored liquids. Lying slumped in a chair behind the bench, arms thrown over its face in terror and body twisted in obvious agony, is a skeletal figure. It's clear he died in a horrible fashion, probably many decades ago.

 

[Voadam]

Downstairs, the replacement door opens to reveal a rectangular room with a recessed antechamber to the side. Etched into the stone floor is a crude pentagram surrounded by various sinister-looking arcane symbols. Tall candelabras line the outer portion of the room, but their tallow candles are cold and unlit.

Garn walks in and spits on the pentagram. He scuffs at an arcane symbol or two with his boot in an attempt to deface them and eyes the cadelabra for possible fencing.

 

[Whizbang Dustyboots]

Icy cold shoots up Garn's leg and he gasps in pain.

((Garn takes 4 points of damage.))

As he backs up, he turns to hear the skeleton rising from his chair, icy blue pinpricks of light deep within its black eyesockets. It slashes at Garn with one hand, and the bony fingertips draw blood.

((Garn takes 1 point of damage.))

 

[Cthulhudrew]

Half-whispering, Vanden muses aloud, "Could this be Henry Crofter himself? His gruesome experiment gone awry?"

To Garnet, then, he suggests, "There must be some connection between this horror and those men in the inaccessible room, but what? How can we get to them?"

[sblock=ooc]I'm trying to get a sense of where we are relative to the room we were in. Here's how I am envisioning it thus far:

Us= X
Men in Room= Y
Cellar under inn = Z

                          --    -----       |X|
                         |Y|---| Z  |-------------- Red Glow
                          --    -----

Is that about right? If so, are there any signs of any other exits from this room, perhaps in the antechamber?

[/sblock]

 

[Whizbang Dustyboots]

[sblock=ooc]That's about right. There are no other visible exits.[/sblock]

 

[Voadam]

Icy cold shoots up Garn's leg and he gasps in pain.

((Garn takes 4 points of damage.))

"Ahh! Gods Dammit, they're active magic!"

As he backs up, he turns to hear the skeleton rising from his chair, icy blue pinpricks of light deep within its black eyesockets. It slashes at Garn with one hand, and the bony fingertips draw blood.

((Garn takes 1 point of damage.))

"Lothian's burning Hells! Die again you miserable pile of bones!"

Garn drops the wine bottle to grip and swing his morningstar in a two handed smash at the skeletal figure. He then takes a step back careful not to step again on the symbols.

ooc +4 1d8+6 bludgeoning

 

[Pitchwife]

A second knife tears free of the table and goes whistling past Jarem, embedding itself in the doorframe.

"GET OUT!"

Jarem stands his ground, but turns his head to look at Ada. "Did you do anything in here?"

 

[Whizbang Dustyboots]

Garn's morningstar shatters the skeleton, sending blackened and mildewed bones flying.

[sblock=XP!]Everyone downstairs gets 25 XP. I know, very exciting![/sblock]

* * *

Another knife flies at Jarem, striking the doorframe again.