stonegod's Expedition to Castle Ravenloft: Ch. III [IC] (Completed)
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Spawn of Khyber/LEB Judge
The picture is a mystery, and with little left to go one, the group decides to return back to the basement. Stepping over the disolving corpse of... whatever it was... Jarrith forces open the semi-stuck door to a large hallway.
The low ceiling of this long hall sags under heavy stone beams. A fog clings to the floor in thick patches, obscuring everything less than 3 feet above the floor. Several worn doors dot the wall opposite as well as a wide stair, with a larger double pair to the west. A figure, initially unaware of you, stands in the eastern end of the hall before a set of wrought iron bars, mumbling and giggling to himself.
As Avron sneezes from the dusty haze, the man quickly turns. What hair remains on his head is in disarray, his clothes a bedraggled mess of something perhaps once fine. Sunken eyes look at you with a look familiar to those who have spent time with the archivist... the look of the mad.
The man scrunches his face a moment as you enter, then declares with an accent somewhere between the thickness of Barovia and the hard vowels of Karnnath. You there! Yes, you. Why aren't you in your room in the South Tower? Master said that's where you were staying. You'd best retire there, or Cyrus will surely take blame! Back up, now, back! Turn around and up those four floors. Go!
OOC: You are the grey circle on the map.
The low ceiling of this long hall sags under heavy stone beams. A fog clings to the floor in thick patches, obscuring everything less than 3 feet above the floor. Several worn doors dot the wall opposite as well as a wide stair, with a larger double pair to the west. A figure, initially unaware of you, stands in the eastern end of the hall before a set of wrought iron bars, mumbling and giggling to himself.
As Avron sneezes from the dusty haze, the man quickly turns. What hair remains on his head is in disarray, his clothes a bedraggled mess of something perhaps once fine. Sunken eyes look at you with a look familiar to those who have spent time with the archivist... the look of the mad.
The man scrunches his face a moment as you enter, then declares with an accent somewhere between the thickness of Barovia and the hard vowels of Karnnath. You there! Yes, you. Why aren't you in your room in the South Tower? Master said that's where you were staying. You'd best retire there, or Cyrus will surely take blame! Back up, now, back! Turn around and up those four floors. Go!
OOC: You are the grey circle on the map.
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stonegod
Spawn of Khyber/LEB Judge
Cyrus squints his eyes a moment, stepping away from the metal bars. The Master? Not in days. Minutes? One of those. He is obviously confused. Could be anywhere.
EvolutionKB
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Avron shuffles closer to the man, hunched slightly, staring heavily. "Do you know where the master is?"
stonegod
Spawn of Khyber/LEB Judge
Cyrus shrugs and looks at his dirty fingernails. "Somewhere. Doing what Master does. Does not share with Cyrus. Cyrus cooks and cleans and..." He snaps his fingers as if recollecting something. "Something on the pot! Something on the pot!" and then races into the middle door in the north wall.
OOC: Assuming no one stops him, that is.
Jarrith watches the strange little man run through the door, and then reaches behind him to pull free a piton and hammer. "Shall I lock the door behind him so he doesn't hurt himself? Because I think it's fair to say we're moving forward with or without his approval."
Unless someone stops him, the Stalker will go to the door that Cyrus went through, close it, then bang a piton through it so it can't open again.
Unless someone stops him, the Stalker will go to the door that Cyrus went through, close it, then bang a piton through it so it can't open again.
s@squ@tch
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"What if there is some clue in the room that this Cyrus just ran into?"
With a quick "BAMF", Marot disappears from his spot near Jarrith, and appears through the door that Cyrus just ran.
Marot will continue to follow Cyrus from a short distance for a little while -- he is curious as to where the crazed lunatic has gone, but will not venture too far from the main group -- mainly a room or two in distance.
With a quick "BAMF", Marot disappears from his spot near Jarrith, and appears through the door that Cyrus just ran.
Marot will continue to follow Cyrus from a short distance for a little while -- he is curious as to where the crazed lunatic has gone, but will not venture too far from the main group -- mainly a room or two in distance.
EvolutionKB
First Post
Avron shrugs and looks over the room for anything valuable.
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