Telgrothia: A Song of Savagery & Heroism (D&D 3.5)

[Red006]

OOC: 23 Search check for anything of value in the crates and barrels

 

[Aramalian]

OOC: Ali is at E-14 PS - LOVE the map! This feels like old-school DnD!

 

[jbproctor]

Alindia nods her head and says that she will lead the group to the storeroom where the weapons are kept. While Alindia and Ali discuss the layout of the ship Seamus wanders deeper into the room and begins rummaging through old decaying barrels and crates searching for anything of use. All he is able to find is dust, cobwebs, rats, bugs and bones.

Alindia motions towards the northern end of the room and says that the door on the right leads back up a level which is where the storeroom is located.

Shouts can be heard echoing down through the wooden chute the group just traveled through.

"The prisoners have escaped, sound the alarm and being a search, they couldn't have gone far!!"

Loud thuds and bangs can be heard echoing from the chute. The noises get louder and something seems to be approaching.

 

[Thorinshield]

we need to get to that storeroom! lead the way, elf!

 

[Aramalian]

Fly, you fools!

OOC: You knew it was coming.

 

[Thorinshield]

OOC: that is your awesome, Nick. Hattori runs to the door that the elf lady pointed to and makes a 16 listen check.

 

[Red006]

WHat are ya listin' for ya idgit!? snarls Seamus In there with weapons or out here without! Bust that door in you hunk'a'junk!!!!

 

[Thorinshield]

No man with such a disregard for honor will speak to me like that. Though i'll wait to resolve this until we've escaped this ship.

OOC: Hattori's eyes glow red as he looks at Seamus and then turns to the door and tries to kick down the door with a 19 strength check

 

[Red006]

OOC: Just because you are a samurai doesn't mean that every single thing you do, like Listening, is honorable... Also I remember you saying something about misplacing your honor somewhere and having to reclaim it??

 

[Aramalian]

Ali'cor sticks close to Alindia

OOC: adjacent square to hers, between her and the chute

and once again closes his fist completely around the glowing link of chain, so that his hand glows reddish from the light but very little escapes.

Girls, you'ŕe both pretty -- let's get out of here before the filth from above makes it down here?

And perhaps we might leave less of a trail for them? I mean, I know the boat has only so many places to hide, but we don't have to make it easy for them to find us, either.