Strahd's "RttToEE" CLOSED

[Rhun]

Korbryn wrinkles his nose in disgust, but remains silent. He moves slowly to the exit, and stands vigilant, watching the party's back.

 

[s@squ@tch]

Lenuran

OOC: By "odd looking" beds, what exactly do you mean? Do these look like they would fit the body of a gnoll?

 

[Strahd_Von_Zarovich]

OOC: By "odd looking" beds, what exactly do you mean? Do these look like they would fit the body of a gnoll?

Inspecting the odd beds and remains of fur, Lenuran can say positively that Gnolls are the denizens of this chamber, thought, no Gnoll is present over here, and most of their remains lie on the upper floor where battle took part in the moathouse court yard.

 

[DEFCON 1]

Ithiken glances around and sighs... nothing they've seen thus far after returning has really answered any questions. He shrugs his shoulders and addresses the others.

"Guys... I know we really shouldn't leave before making sure everything is clear... but what exactly are we doing here anymore? Are we hoping to find something specific? If we still need to go deal with those priests at the behest of the guys in town who got us the 'stone to flesh' scroll... should we really bother still walking around here and finding nothing of importance?"

His look is expectant, like he assumes his question to be shot down immediately.

"Just askin'... is all."

 

[Rhun]

'Tis our duty t' clear the evil from this place," answers Korbryn from where he stands guard. "T'would not be well fer us t' leave the job unfinished. Once this place is cleared, we can worry about the 'obgoblins in the ruins."

 

[stonegod]

The Kid does a search of the bedding, a bit disdainfully, and answer the elf. "There also might be a link between the two, as there have been historically in the past. Maybe those papers might shed light on it. If not... we be doing our job of getting rid of any of those that put in with the Old One."

 

[Voadam]

Ithiken glances around and sighs... nothing they've seen thus far after returning has really answered any questions. He shrugs his shoulders and addresses the others.

"Guys... I know we really shouldn't leave before making sure everything is clear... but what exactly are we doing here anymore? Are we hoping to find something specific? If we still need to go deal with those priests at the behest of the guys in town who got us the 'stone to flesh' scroll... should we really bother still walking around here and finding nothing of importance?"

His look is expectant, like he assumes his question to be shot down immediately.

"Just askin'... is all."

"Remember, there were active cultists here. The cult priests may all be human but the gnolls are their minions. We must root them all out. You were in the chamber of the altar. This is a primal supernatural evil we are confronting. We must be thorough. I hope the journal tells us more, but for now there is danger here that must be faced."

 

[s@squ@tch]

Lenuran of Lortmills, Bard 4, Hp: 24/24

"Who knows if we have even scraped the surface of this evil's outpost! From dragons, to oozes, to gnolls, to cultists, to feathered turkey-snakes! This makes my head hurt." The little gnome shivers slightly.

He exhales slowly, gathers himself once more, then gives a sly smile,"But this will make an excellent entry into my journal -- by the way, do any of you know something that rhymes with turkey-snake?"

 

[DEFCON 1]

"By the way, do any of you know something that rhymes with turkey-snake?"

Without missing a beat, Ithiken rattles off a few.

"Murky lake... Jerky steak... Quirky rake..."

 

[stonegod]

Without missing a beat, Ithiken rattles off a few.

"Murky lake... Jerky steak... Quirky rake..."

"Elf bake" the Kid mutters quietly as he searches the room.