The Dragon's Jaw Inn

[Northman]

Alrek moves over to the doors and begins to examin the floor. After a few minutes he says, "There's enough dirt and dust in here to leave marks. Someone has definitely gone through this door recently. And I would bet they were in a hurry. It's hard to be sure, but it looks like it."

He stands up.

"Not sure if that makes sense though. That thing was on us as soon as we came in here. If it was Gareth.. how'd he get past it?"

 

[Aguirre]

Walfilbalf smiles through his obvious pain, pleased that Gareth might still be alive, "Could be lots o' reasons... maybe da thing was sleepin', er maybe he... jus' ran faster den it could..."

He manages to shrug slightly, "Don' matter much, does it? Long as 'e made it. Maybe 'e blocked da doors... an' 'at t'ing couldn't folla."

Walf looks up to Eroria and smiles warmly, "Don' worry 'bout me. Ain't so bad. Ye got spells ya need to throw 'round, get to it." He starts to chuckle, then winces, grinds his teeth, and looks down at the bone-littered floor.

 

[Eroria]

Eroria stares very hard at the scroll once she's gotten it out of it's case.

She draws a breath to read and then thinks the better of it. "Umm.. where should I place it?" Her voice is soft as she scuffs her foot on the ground.

 

[Northman]

Alrek looks at Walf.

"Rachelle, how about some healing for our big friend here."

(( Lets assume she pops one or two healing spells in Walf. We can roll for that next game.))

Alrek scratches his beard and spits on the ground.

"So what kind of treasure do you see there, Jorum?"

((Make sure to see my post on News and Views))

 

[Aguirre]

Walfilbalf winces as Rachelle's healing touch closes his grievous wounds. Then he rubs his freshly healed belly and sighs, "Ahh... My thanks, Shelly. 'At sure does feel good, I don' 'ave ta tell ya." He sighs again, continuing to rub his closed wounds and lean against the cave wall as he observes his surroundings with newly curious eyes.

"Well... I hate ta dally, but I guess it won' 'urt ta take a bit of a breather, 'fore we move on ta find Gareth. I sure hope dere ain' no more o' these things runnin' roun' 'ere."

 

[skywise23]

Rachelle jumps as if surprised and quickly walks over to Walf. She places a hand on his forearm and whispers a quiet prayer, eyes closed as she speaks. The wounds on Walf's body start close and she opens her eyes.

"My appologies for being slow. I was so startled by that... thing." She gestures towards the dead creature. She takes a deep breath and her usual serenity returns. "Does anyone else require attention?"

(( What is the convention for casting spells over a post? Do I roll dice? etc? ))

 

[Aguirre]

Walfilbalf shakes his head as he lifts himself to his feet with a groan, "Nope. I guess Lizzy dere didn't look like good eatin'. He pauses, and smirks, "Can't say's I can argue. Everbody else was back in da tunnel."

He walks over to retrieve a piece of his armor that was ripped off during the fight, observing the dead creature as he bends over to pick it up. "Ya think it' s some kinda demon or sumpin'? Ain' never seen nothin' like it."

 

[Northman]

Alrek says, "Why don't we loot the tresure? If we're gonna rest here we might as well spend the time to see if there's anything useful in that pile..."

Alrek walks into the nook, his boots crunching on silver and gold coins. He bends down a picks up a dwarven waraxe. "Now that's a fine weapon..."

 

[Aguirre]

Walf winces as Alrek walks onto the treasure, unable to forget what happened the only other time he saw someone walking on a bed of coins. "Well, if ye find rest by diggin' through coins an' such, suit yerself. But don' forget why it is we're 'ere. Gareth got through those doors somehow, an' dat's where we've gotta go, soon 'nuff."

(You said it was a greataxe in the treasure pile at the end of last session. Or is this a different weapon? You can understand my interest. *g* )

 

[skywise23]

Rachelle seems more concerned with the group's recent kill. She pokes it a little bit with her toe and eventually kicks it over onto its back. She frowns with a carefully controlled mixture of fear and curiousity. "What is it?"

"Alrek, have you ever seen anything like this before?"