Resurrection City III: The Breconshire Horrors

[Andrew D. Gable]

Langan and the others make their way towards a door in the kitchen. Casting it open, Langan retrieves a lantern hung on a peg inside the doorway and makes his way down the steps. Once at the bottom, he casts the lantern this way and that. Occasionally, he lifts a dusty sheet.

"Old furniture and things, looks like," he says.

Make Search rolls to see if anyone finds anything.

 

[Old Fezziwig]

[Search check, roll of 4 on d20, +5 skilled, total 9]

Diggory frowns. "I've not found anything useful," he calls out from a corner of the cellar.

 

[Jarval]

(OoC: Search check (untrained): 8 (roll) + 2 (Int).)

 

[JimAde]

"Well, I've found plenty of dust," Walsingham observes.

[OOC: Search roll of 2! What furniture? ]

 

[Andrew D. Gable]

"Very well," Langan says, flipping a sheet up. He spins on his heel and heading towards the stairs. "There doesn't seem to be anything here of note." He creeps up the stairs, turning to make sure the others are following. He extinguishes the lantern and replaces it on the peg by the door. "I suppose we'd better get heading back to town, if we want to get rooms there." The men pass out through the front door, Langan locking it behind them. He inhales deeply and heads onto the trail back to Partrishow.

During the journey, Langan goes into a reverie a few times, staring out into the forest.

Give me some Intelligence checks...

 

[Old Fezziwig]

"Brilliant," Diggory says. "Let's head back then." Jamison meditates on the odd moments in some of Dickens's later novels as they ride back, particularly the spontaneous combustion scene in Bleak House. At the rate things were going, Diggory felt he was likely to see a human burst into flames spontaneously before his life was over and, maybe, even before the year was out. The strange turns one's life sometimes takes.

[Intelligence check, roll of 17 on d20, +1 Int, total 18]

 

[JimAde]

Trevor puff contentedly on a pipe as they make their way back to town. The prospect of a decent meal and a warm bed raising his spirits.

[OOC: Int check (7)+1=8. Yep, that's a mighty good pipe. ]

 

[Andrew D. Gable]

As Langan pauses, staring into the forest, he cocks his head slightly.

Kajamba and Jarval:

Spoiler

The hairs on the back of your necks rise as you get the all-too familiar sensation of someone watching you.

 

[Old Fezziwig]

Diggory looks around quickly to see if the others have noticed anything. He then pulls out his Bowie knife and peers around to see if he can spot whatever's watching the group.

OOC: Take 10 if possible.

[Spot check, take 10, +6 skilled, total 16] or, if not,
[Spot check, roll of 3 on d20, +6 skilled, total 9]

 

[Andrew D. Gable]

"Can't you hear them? They're speaking to each other," Langan whispers harshly. He looks almost as if he's in a trance of some sort. "Their voices, like the wind in the trees."

Diggory, hand on his knife, catches a quick glimpse of a stunted form in the forest off to the party's right. Its skin is a dirty, muddied yellowish color, like the sun through the leaves. He sees other quick movement as it runs by - is there more than one?