Ptolus: The Legend of Longcoat

[Cthulhudrew]

Once he finishes copying the runes, Vanden will follow Maugra, still using Longcoat's scythe for support.

 

[Voadam]

"Bottle's there," Ada points to the empty one that contained the potion. "We can fill it with liquor if you like. Hells, I'll buy you one." She says, lifting up some of the coins, which she has been counting.

"So we're done here right?"

"Sounds good to me sweetie. Killing madmen's thirsty work."

 

[Whizbang Dustyboots]

As the group reenters the cellar, they're momentarily blinded by lanterns being pointed at them.

"Garn? I should have known we'd find you here!"

The silhouettes of watchmen begin to thump down the stairs toward the group.

 

[Trench]

Ada looks down to the giant chest she's carrying.

"Crap."

 

[Erekose13]

Maugra move to the front and answers the watch, "Good thing you are here. We have discovered the Longcoat's lair and laid the villain low. He'll not be troubling the docks any more." she says.

 

[Cthulhudrew]

Vanden shuffles forward to Maugra's side, nodding. "We left his remains below, in the unholy sanctum where he performed his gruesome rites, though sadly not before he claimed three more victims."

 

[Voadam]

As the group reenters the cellar, they're momentarily blinded by lanterns being pointed at them.

"Garn? I should have known we'd find you here!"

The silhouettes of watchmen begin to thump down the stairs toward the group.

"That'd make you a !@#$ing seer of Lothian wouldn't it." Garn snarls back, his good mood turning sour in an instant.

 

[Trollbabe]

"That'd make you a !@#$ing seer of Lothian wouldn't it." Garn snarls back, his good mood turning sour in an instant.

Garnet remains towards the rear of the group unsure how this is going to turn out. His spell compliment exhausted leaves him feeling vulnerable. Not that he would cast upon the watchmen! That would be insane!

"But you are insane..." says a voice in the back of his head. Garnet shakes his head at the voice that until now had been so silent. "You know what you have done... is that sane?" Garnet continues to shake his head while looking at the sandy floor of the cellar.

 

[Trench]

Ada remains silent, yet holdng the chest close to her own- waiting to see how the watchmen react.

 

[Whizbang Dustyboots]

"Kaleck, restrain the half-orc," barks a voice from near the top of the stairs. "Crippen, Armstrong, Bailey, Wechsler: Go check out their story."

As four watchmen bustle past the group, back toward Longcoat's lair, Watchman Kaleck's impressive silhouette suddenly appears before Garn.

"Get your hands up, you. No clever moves from you, no terrible accidents for you after."

The figure on the stairs thumps down a few more steps, and the remaining watchmen spread out, their lanterns no longer blinding the group. In the light, the commander is revealed to be Watch Captain Nurgrim Ironsole, the only dwarf captain in the watch. His dark beard is streaked white with salt, and he runs a hand over it as he considers the group.

"You lot Delvers? Vigilantes? Smugglers?"