Ring of the Fey Lord (DM:Atanatotatos, Judge:Lord Sessadore)Up:Lorik, etc.


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Rhole abruptly seizes his jamming, leaving the wailing tones trailing off.

“Listen, Casper. We’re all tired, beat up, and eager to get this over with. My friends and I just want to get back to touring life on the edge, I’m sure you want to get back to welcoming guests with ominous greetings, and your lord really really really wants to get his ring back.”

“In fact, if you stop stalling we can all get exactly what we want, and you won’t have to explain to your lord why you kept us from helping him out – this close to his goal.”
Rhole stands on his toes and measures out the distance of the specter's nose.

“Trust me on this one; you’ll be doing yourself a service. Help me help you.”

The faint whispering voice of Rock can be heard close to Rhole’s ear.

“Oh yeah, and I’ll throw in an autograph as well.”

The spirit looks at the group and the spectre finally relents, it looks back to the door behind it, but doesn't open it.

"I'm afraid you are already too late for Lord Aramil has already left this place. He grew weary of your delay and decided to personally go and deal with the human who dared to take his ring. He was dragging a bound half-elf wearing scaled armor with him. Be wary for the Lord would likely travel with some of his more powerful servants. Lord Aramil can be found at the home of the human who had his ring." the spirit says
 

Ikni stares at the spectre, open-mouthed. "And you saw fit to withhold that information until now? Your hesitation and spineless dithering could cause irreparable harm. I will be sure to inform Lord Arnamil just how helpful and loyal you have been. In detail. Come, friends," she whirls. "Let's put an end to this foolish game."
 

Ironheart hesitates. "Or we could plunder his lair while he is absent..." he suggests, staring speculatively at the spectre. A few twigs near his shoulders rub together in anticipation. The glowing runes on the rod pulse bright red and purple, in time to a human heartbeat, throwing a ghastly light on the inside of his chest.
 

Rhole as well stares at the specter in disbelief.

“You… You not only wasted our time, but actually delayed us in order to cause a problem that we’re now being blamed for??”

The bard makes a facepalm, completely dumbstruck.

“Wow, Casper. You blow troll balls.”

Rhole turns and follows Ikni without another word, while Rock blows raspberries at the specter.
 

Haruka trembles with rage. She opens her mouth to speak, closes it, opens it again and makes an inarticulate sound of anger and exasperation before pacing away. As she passes Ironheart she grabs one of his limbs and drags* him along with her.


*Assuming Ironheart, who weighs 300 lbs, is willing to be moved.
 

"I had to be sure of your intentions. Can't be too careful in these parts" the spectre shouts to your departing figures.

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Marching order? I'm assuming going back to the blacksmith's home?
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Marching order? I'm assuming going back to the blacksmith's home?
I'd suggest Ironheart in front, Derien close behind (due to his keen sight), Rhole & Haruka, and Ikni covering our rear.

I assume Derien, Haruka, and Ikni have been there before? So they know the tactical layout in case we get into trouble? (and it sounds like trouble is what we'll find)[/sblock]
 

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Actually, I don't think they ever made it to the smith's home. Please correct me if I'm wrong, but it seems you were ambushed on the way? There was a ton of trees around the map in the first battle, but no building. It was on a hill, but not a very tall one, more a gently sloping one. I think.
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[sblock=ooc]No, we've been there. We arrived at Gord's house, and he was very vague and weepy. Then we went outside to where he found the ring, which is where we were attacked without provocation for the first, but certainly not last, time.[/sblock]
 

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