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<blockquote data-quote="Goonalan" data-source="post: 4170307" data-attributes="member: 16069"><p style="text-align: center">Dungeon Crawl Classic #3</p> <p style="text-align: center">The Mysterious Tower</p> <p style="text-align: center">Level 3-5</p><p></p><p>Turn 97: Back down the hole.</p><p></p><p>The Gang come awake several hours later, none of them feel up to it, Jim has been interspersing his restless snoozing with swigs of his Antitoxin brew, and yet the Violet Fungi’s poison continues to ravage him- he feels itchy on the inside, and as sick as a dog.</p><p></p><p>Cas and Ala, who were likewise poisoned by the terrible fungi, suffer no further hurts- it seems they’re made of sturdier stuff, or else their respective deities are smiling down upon them.</p><p></p><p>“My bloody clothes, just look at my bloody clothes…” Anya’s really not happy. “They’re ruined, do you know how much this cost to have made? It better be dead Bec, it better be, if I find it’s still alive, I’ll… I’ll kill it. Ruined. Bloody thing.”</p><p></p><p>Anya returns to her high-pitched mumbling, all the time pawing at her ruined garments.</p><p></p><p>“Bloody giant stick insect.”</p><p></p><p>“We should take the day off.” Ala states while reclining on her blanket.</p><p>“No, we should rest a while and then re-enter the cavern, Bec said he saw something down there.” Cas sits up.</p><p>“Whatever we do I suggest we do it together this time, I’m fed up having to nurse maid the lot of you, there’s only so much I can do.”</p><p>“Ala I think you’re over dramatising the situation…”</p><p>“What?”</p><p>“I think…”</p><p>“I heard what you said, I just didn’t believe it. You were lying on the floor burbling like a moron- you’re still not right now, Jim was badly injured- still is, Newt was out cold for a while- burnt and poisoned, I had taken considerable damage, Anya was burnt half-to-death, Bec was the only one in fair health… Over-dramatising the situation, you should hear yourself sometimes.”</p><p>“I…”</p><p>“Who do you think you are?”</p><p>“I…”</p><p>Ala is up on her feet looming over Cas.</p><p>“The truth is you think that we’re here to complete your Holy Quest, you get it in your head that your cause is right and then its sod the consequences we’re off.”</p><p>“Ala, I don’t think…”</p><p>“Exactly.”</p><p>“It was my idea to come here, I told Cas about Balthazhar…” Anya speaks up.</p><p>And is met with a cold hard stare.</p><p>“Exactly.” Ala hisses.</p><p></p><p>It takes a good few hours of silence for the air to clear, not that they get any silence, Scat has taken up the harmonica, not that the Otyugh has a harmonica- he improvises. He’s remarkably adept at the high notes.</p><p></p><p>Four hours later the Gang are back in the fungi chamber, their move silently skills much improved, particularly as many of them don’t seem to be talking to each other.</p><p></p><p>They gather around the rope, get ready before moving off, and their direction is clear, since they were last here an enormous swathe has been cut through the fungi, a second exit from the chamber has been found, the path of destruction is slimy.</p><p></p><p>“Something slithered, that way.” Jim points to the chamber in which Bec fought the Ankheg, the Goodman Gang creep forward to see what new horror awaits them.</p><p></p><p>It takes a moment for their eyes to adjust, and to discern why partially digested pieces of the Ankheg are seemingly floating in the air.</p><p></p><p>“There’s a big jelly thing.” Newt rightly observes.</p><p></p><p>The Gelatinous Cube munches on savouring the wreck of the Ankheg.</p><p></p><p>“Ready.” Jim states, “fire.”</p><p></p><p>“FLAME ON.”</p><p></p><p>Anya’s Wand of Burning Hands gets to work, the Gelatinous Cube squeals, which sounds like nails on a blackboard.</p><p></p><p>FWUNGx2</p><p></p><p>And is suddenly punctured by two crossbow bolts which leave ragged holes in the Cubes outer surface.</p><p></p><p>Ala, Jim, Bec and Cas leap into the fray, and in less than ten seconds the blancmange baddie is reduced to a pool of goo.</p><p></p><p>“Now that’s how it should be done.” Jim states.</p><p>Cas smiles at the Ranger.</p><p>“Good work Jim.” Ala rubs Jim’s shoulder.</p><p>Cas’ smile disappears.</p><p></p><p>Anya unfurls a scroll, reads arcane words, she’s soon protected by a Mage Armour- spell. In a quiet moment she sidles over to Cas and rubs his shoulder, something approaching sympathy and concern, the Paladin fills out- suddenly looks much sturdier as her Endurance spell takes affect.</p><p></p><p>There’s a nest, of sorts, in the chamber, clearly the Ankheg’s lair- they wade through the goop and mush, winkle out money, gems and a few bits of equipment.</p><p></p><p></p><p>Courtesy of a Detect Magic spell from Anya they discover a ring, a chain shirt and a heavy mace, all magical- quite a horde.</p><p></p><p>“Don’t want it, dagger.” Bec is still refusing to trade in his magical dagger for the magical heavy mace.</p><p></p><p>“There’s something strange about that dagger.” Ala states.</p><p>And finds herself standing beside Anya, the Mage nods back.</p><p></p><p>Bec takes the chain shirt to replace his acid ravaged studded leather, Cas takes the heavy mace, a secondary weapon after his wooden sword, Jim grabs the ring, it offers some minor magical protection.</p><p></p><p>There’s a stone pillar in the chamber, on closer investigation, thanks Newt, it turns out to be a partially concealed staircase, up and down- the group head up, Newt sneaking forward to find the way.</p><p></p><p>There’s a small chamber up top, Newt soon opens the secret door and moves off into a larger chamber the 20-by-30 room has sat unused for many generations by the look of it. An inch-thick layer of dust covers the area, and the air is stale and parched. The room is filled with the tools of a torturer: manacles, hammers, wrenches, chains, a rack, and even an iron maiden lying in a corner.</p><p></p><p>“Torture chamber.” Newt muses.</p><p>“Disgusting.” Ala spits.</p><p></p><p>The Gang spread out, take a look around the wreck of the room.</p><p></p><p>Newt discovers two things, the first is a secret door in the northern wall, the stone panel slides aside, there’s a familiar looking chamber beyond.</p><p></p><p>The second thing he discovers is a set of thumbscrews; he discovers them in his pocket.</p><p></p><p>The secret door leads into the chamber between Scat and the Arugah’s, that’s Owlbears in old money.</p><p></p><p>“Down then.” Jim states, the crocodile of adventurer’s files away from the stairs, turns tail and heads back down, Newt leads them on again.</p><p></p><p>They descend quite a way.</p><p></p><p>“We’re deep.” Cas states.</p><p>“What’re you- a Dwarf?” Newt adds.</p><p>Ala smirks, doesn’t bother to hide her look when Cas turns back to spy her.</p><p></p><p>The spiral staircase descends more than 80 feet until it finally opens up into a 30-by-50 foot oval-shaped room with rounded corners and an exit through the north wall. A strange blue light pervades the chamber; it comes courtesy of the two force fields across the centre of the room- impeding further progress. There are also three levers on the walls.</p><p></p><p>The first lever is on the right-hand wall, only five feet from the stairs. Five feet beyond that is a transparent, shimmering blue force field, completely blocking the way forward.</p><p></p><p>Ten feet beyond this first force field there’s another lever on the left wall.</p><p></p><p>Ten feet beyond that is yet another shimmering blue force field, and finally there’s a third lever five feet beyond that on the right wall.</p><p></p><p>All the levers are in the up position.</p><p></p><p>“Bloody hell, it’s one of those intelligence tests thingies, I’m out.” Bec slumps to the floor and polishes his magical dagger.</p><p></p><p>“It’s obvious, it’s binary, each lever can either be up, one, or down, zero. We just need to work through the combinations- one-zero-zero, zero-one-zero, one-one-zero…”</p><p>“What are you talking about Cas?” Newt looks non-plussed.</p><p>“Well its binary isn’t it.” Cas shrugs.</p><p>“How many levers can you see?” Newt asks.</p><p>“One-two-three. Three.” Cas is fairly certain.</p><p>“Right, so do I.” Newt nods.</p><p>“Well..” Cas’ turn to look confused.</p><p>“So how many levers don’t you see?”</p><p>Anya and then Ala grin.</p><p>“How many levers don’t I see?” Cas parrots back, “What are you going on about?”</p><p>“Well, how many?”</p><p>“Don’t I see?”</p><p>“Yes.”</p><p>“None.”</p><p>“Right, same here- and that’s the answer. Binary, my arse.”</p><p></p><p>It goes quiet for a while; Cas is counting on his fingers, mouthing numbers, in binary.</p><p></p><p>“I don’t think I understand.”</p><p>“Well to continue your analogy, you do not know how many levers you don’t see. With me so far?” Newt winks at Jim.</p><p>“Yeah.” Cas thinks about it some more.</p><p>“So how about I go and take a look for the levers you and me can’t see- if there’s zero, then we’re back to your binary whatsit, but if I’m right, and I think the answer’s one, then we’re out of here. You know what your problem is?”</p><p>Cas shakes his head.</p><p>“You’re too trusting, you need to take a page out of my book, don’t believe anything you see or hear- too trusting, it’s a failure common to all Paladins.”</p><p></p><p>Newt giggles, swigs a Potion of Spider Climbing and shins up the wall, still grinning.</p><p></p><p>Five minutes later, and with a little help from Ala, Newt declares the first third of the room has nothing hidden- there’s only one lever, he pulls it down.</p><p></p><p>FZZZZZIT</p><p></p><p>The first force field is down.</p><p></p><p>Newt grins back again and scuttles along the wall into the second third of the chamber.</p><p></p><p>And sets to work.</p><p></p><p>“Masta, get fasta… something, something, something- Master of Poppets, he’s a funny guy…” Newt mutters to himself as he searches.</p><p></p><p>“Right then, there are four nozzle type things, two on this wall, and…”, Newt leans away from the wall and twists half-round to face, almost, the opposite wall- it’s a neat trick, “and two more on that wall”, he nods at the other wall. “Guess what, there’s also a lever, at least I think that’s what it is- more of a catch really… but, I count one Paladin.”</p><p></p><p>Newt grins, repositions himself so he’s at the catch.</p><p></p><p>“So my guess is…”</p><p></p><p>PlinkFZZZIT. </p><p></p><p>The second force field is down, Newt climbs from the wall and bows at his audience.</p><p></p><p>“Binary, bloody binary- leave the thinking to those in the know, all that metal’s not good for you, you need air to the brain.”</p><p></p><p>Even Cas is forced to smile, sometimes the Gnome’s chiding can be cute, not so caustic.</p><p></p><p>“Come with me.”</p><p></p><p>Newt points at Anya, who’s a little surprised, if the truth be told.</p><p></p><p>“Me?”</p><p>“Aye, the brains trust.” Newt grins to show he’s only joking; gingerly Anya heads after the disappearing Rogue, who passes out of sight down the northern passage.</p><p></p><p>She turns and shrugs at her compatriots, still unsure why she has to follow the Rogue; the others are too full of bonhomie to care. Perhaps latter they will think it strange.</p><p></p><p>Anya’s the closest she’s ever been to the front of the party, she wipes her nose and looks down at her sleeve, checking she hasn’t got a nose-bleed; she’s very close to the action.</p><p></p><p></p><p>The pair follow the snaking corridor, perfectly formed by the way- obviously magic was involved in the excavating of these chambers, round to another long north-south room that measures 20 by 70 feet. The northernmost twenty-foot stretch of the east wall is filled with yet another shimmering blue force field, through which they can see a passage that winds to the southeast.</p><p></p><p>In the southern half of the room there are four simple holes in the floor, spaced about ten feet apart.</p><p></p><p>Newt crouches to take a look down one of them.</p><p></p><p>“Here’s the thing though Anya, there’s not much treasure in here is there?” Newt states.</p><p>Anya shakes her head unsure of where this conversation is going.</p><p>“Well I like money, I’ve never made a secret of it- avarice some people call it, others greed, whatever, they can call it what they like- I started with nothing, or at least not much, I want everything… Everything that’s coming to me.”</p><p>Anya nods her head again, still at sea.</p><p>“So what I suggest is we do a deal, if there’s anything to be had, well… we have it, I’m not leaving this place without a bag of goodies, or two… at least. I want paying and so far it’s bobbins. Do you get me?” Newt stops, turns and stares hard at Anya.</p><p>She thinks about it, then nods her head again, the fog lifted.</p><p></p><p>“They’re key holes.” Newt states.</p><p>“What?”</p><p>“Key holes- four of them.” Newt nods at the holes in the floor.</p><p>“Oh.” The Mage wanders over.</p><p>“Probably lower the force field, you got four keys?”</p><p>Anya shakes her head.</p><p>“Thought as much, looks like we’re going round again- this place sucks, no money, a whole bunch of traps, no money, the monsters are ferocious and… no money- did I mention that? Let’s go and get the others.”</p><p>Anya nods some more.</p><p>“And Anya, keep our little secret safe.” Newt nods once and strides off leaving the Mage to think about things- like what she’s just agreed too.</p><p></p><p>Next Turn: Things that go bump in the night.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Goonalan, post: 4170307, member: 16069"] [CENTER]Dungeon Crawl Classic #3 The Mysterious Tower Level 3-5[/CENTER] Turn 97: Back down the hole. The Gang come awake several hours later, none of them feel up to it, Jim has been interspersing his restless snoozing with swigs of his Antitoxin brew, and yet the Violet Fungi’s poison continues to ravage him- he feels itchy on the inside, and as sick as a dog. Cas and Ala, who were likewise poisoned by the terrible fungi, suffer no further hurts- it seems they’re made of sturdier stuff, or else their respective deities are smiling down upon them. “My bloody clothes, just look at my bloody clothes…” Anya’s really not happy. “They’re ruined, do you know how much this cost to have made? It better be dead Bec, it better be, if I find it’s still alive, I’ll… I’ll kill it. Ruined. Bloody thing.” Anya returns to her high-pitched mumbling, all the time pawing at her ruined garments. “Bloody giant stick insect.” “We should take the day off.” Ala states while reclining on her blanket. “No, we should rest a while and then re-enter the cavern, Bec said he saw something down there.” Cas sits up. “Whatever we do I suggest we do it together this time, I’m fed up having to nurse maid the lot of you, there’s only so much I can do.” “Ala I think you’re over dramatising the situation…” “What?” “I think…” “I heard what you said, I just didn’t believe it. You were lying on the floor burbling like a moron- you’re still not right now, Jim was badly injured- still is, Newt was out cold for a while- burnt and poisoned, I had taken considerable damage, Anya was burnt half-to-death, Bec was the only one in fair health… Over-dramatising the situation, you should hear yourself sometimes.” “I…” “Who do you think you are?” “I…” Ala is up on her feet looming over Cas. “The truth is you think that we’re here to complete your Holy Quest, you get it in your head that your cause is right and then its sod the consequences we’re off.” “Ala, I don’t think…” “Exactly.” “It was my idea to come here, I told Cas about Balthazhar…” Anya speaks up. And is met with a cold hard stare. “Exactly.” Ala hisses. It takes a good few hours of silence for the air to clear, not that they get any silence, Scat has taken up the harmonica, not that the Otyugh has a harmonica- he improvises. He’s remarkably adept at the high notes. Four hours later the Gang are back in the fungi chamber, their move silently skills much improved, particularly as many of them don’t seem to be talking to each other. They gather around the rope, get ready before moving off, and their direction is clear, since they were last here an enormous swathe has been cut through the fungi, a second exit from the chamber has been found, the path of destruction is slimy. “Something slithered, that way.” Jim points to the chamber in which Bec fought the Ankheg, the Goodman Gang creep forward to see what new horror awaits them. It takes a moment for their eyes to adjust, and to discern why partially digested pieces of the Ankheg are seemingly floating in the air. “There’s a big jelly thing.” Newt rightly observes. The Gelatinous Cube munches on savouring the wreck of the Ankheg. “Ready.” Jim states, “fire.” “FLAME ON.” Anya’s Wand of Burning Hands gets to work, the Gelatinous Cube squeals, which sounds like nails on a blackboard. FWUNGx2 And is suddenly punctured by two crossbow bolts which leave ragged holes in the Cubes outer surface. Ala, Jim, Bec and Cas leap into the fray, and in less than ten seconds the blancmange baddie is reduced to a pool of goo. “Now that’s how it should be done.” Jim states. Cas smiles at the Ranger. “Good work Jim.” Ala rubs Jim’s shoulder. Cas’ smile disappears. Anya unfurls a scroll, reads arcane words, she’s soon protected by a Mage Armour- spell. In a quiet moment she sidles over to Cas and rubs his shoulder, something approaching sympathy and concern, the Paladin fills out- suddenly looks much sturdier as her Endurance spell takes affect. There’s a nest, of sorts, in the chamber, clearly the Ankheg’s lair- they wade through the goop and mush, winkle out money, gems and a few bits of equipment. Courtesy of a Detect Magic spell from Anya they discover a ring, a chain shirt and a heavy mace, all magical- quite a horde. “Don’t want it, dagger.” Bec is still refusing to trade in his magical dagger for the magical heavy mace. “There’s something strange about that dagger.” Ala states. And finds herself standing beside Anya, the Mage nods back. Bec takes the chain shirt to replace his acid ravaged studded leather, Cas takes the heavy mace, a secondary weapon after his wooden sword, Jim grabs the ring, it offers some minor magical protection. There’s a stone pillar in the chamber, on closer investigation, thanks Newt, it turns out to be a partially concealed staircase, up and down- the group head up, Newt sneaking forward to find the way. There’s a small chamber up top, Newt soon opens the secret door and moves off into a larger chamber the 20-by-30 room has sat unused for many generations by the look of it. An inch-thick layer of dust covers the area, and the air is stale and parched. The room is filled with the tools of a torturer: manacles, hammers, wrenches, chains, a rack, and even an iron maiden lying in a corner. “Torture chamber.” Newt muses. “Disgusting.” Ala spits. The Gang spread out, take a look around the wreck of the room. Newt discovers two things, the first is a secret door in the northern wall, the stone panel slides aside, there’s a familiar looking chamber beyond. The second thing he discovers is a set of thumbscrews; he discovers them in his pocket. The secret door leads into the chamber between Scat and the Arugah’s, that’s Owlbears in old money. “Down then.” Jim states, the crocodile of adventurer’s files away from the stairs, turns tail and heads back down, Newt leads them on again. They descend quite a way. “We’re deep.” Cas states. “What’re you- a Dwarf?” Newt adds. Ala smirks, doesn’t bother to hide her look when Cas turns back to spy her. The spiral staircase descends more than 80 feet until it finally opens up into a 30-by-50 foot oval-shaped room with rounded corners and an exit through the north wall. A strange blue light pervades the chamber; it comes courtesy of the two force fields across the centre of the room- impeding further progress. There are also three levers on the walls. The first lever is on the right-hand wall, only five feet from the stairs. Five feet beyond that is a transparent, shimmering blue force field, completely blocking the way forward. Ten feet beyond this first force field there’s another lever on the left wall. Ten feet beyond that is yet another shimmering blue force field, and finally there’s a third lever five feet beyond that on the right wall. All the levers are in the up position. “Bloody hell, it’s one of those intelligence tests thingies, I’m out.” Bec slumps to the floor and polishes his magical dagger. “It’s obvious, it’s binary, each lever can either be up, one, or down, zero. We just need to work through the combinations- one-zero-zero, zero-one-zero, one-one-zero…” “What are you talking about Cas?” Newt looks non-plussed. “Well its binary isn’t it.” Cas shrugs. “How many levers can you see?” Newt asks. “One-two-three. Three.” Cas is fairly certain. “Right, so do I.” Newt nods. “Well..” Cas’ turn to look confused. “So how many levers don’t you see?” Anya and then Ala grin. “How many levers don’t I see?” Cas parrots back, “What are you going on about?” “Well, how many?” “Don’t I see?” “Yes.” “None.” “Right, same here- and that’s the answer. Binary, my arse.” It goes quiet for a while; Cas is counting on his fingers, mouthing numbers, in binary. “I don’t think I understand.” “Well to continue your analogy, you do not know how many levers you don’t see. With me so far?” Newt winks at Jim. “Yeah.” Cas thinks about it some more. “So how about I go and take a look for the levers you and me can’t see- if there’s zero, then we’re back to your binary whatsit, but if I’m right, and I think the answer’s one, then we’re out of here. You know what your problem is?” Cas shakes his head. “You’re too trusting, you need to take a page out of my book, don’t believe anything you see or hear- too trusting, it’s a failure common to all Paladins.” Newt giggles, swigs a Potion of Spider Climbing and shins up the wall, still grinning. Five minutes later, and with a little help from Ala, Newt declares the first third of the room has nothing hidden- there’s only one lever, he pulls it down. FZZZZZIT The first force field is down. Newt grins back again and scuttles along the wall into the second third of the chamber. And sets to work. “Masta, get fasta… something, something, something- Master of Poppets, he’s a funny guy…” Newt mutters to himself as he searches. “Right then, there are four nozzle type things, two on this wall, and…”, Newt leans away from the wall and twists half-round to face, almost, the opposite wall- it’s a neat trick, “and two more on that wall”, he nods at the other wall. “Guess what, there’s also a lever, at least I think that’s what it is- more of a catch really… but, I count one Paladin.” Newt grins, repositions himself so he’s at the catch. “So my guess is…” PlinkFZZZIT. The second force field is down, Newt climbs from the wall and bows at his audience. “Binary, bloody binary- leave the thinking to those in the know, all that metal’s not good for you, you need air to the brain.” Even Cas is forced to smile, sometimes the Gnome’s chiding can be cute, not so caustic. “Come with me.” Newt points at Anya, who’s a little surprised, if the truth be told. “Me?” “Aye, the brains trust.” Newt grins to show he’s only joking; gingerly Anya heads after the disappearing Rogue, who passes out of sight down the northern passage. She turns and shrugs at her compatriots, still unsure why she has to follow the Rogue; the others are too full of bonhomie to care. Perhaps latter they will think it strange. Anya’s the closest she’s ever been to the front of the party, she wipes her nose and looks down at her sleeve, checking she hasn’t got a nose-bleed; she’s very close to the action. The pair follow the snaking corridor, perfectly formed by the way- obviously magic was involved in the excavating of these chambers, round to another long north-south room that measures 20 by 70 feet. The northernmost twenty-foot stretch of the east wall is filled with yet another shimmering blue force field, through which they can see a passage that winds to the southeast. In the southern half of the room there are four simple holes in the floor, spaced about ten feet apart. Newt crouches to take a look down one of them. “Here’s the thing though Anya, there’s not much treasure in here is there?” Newt states. Anya shakes her head unsure of where this conversation is going. “Well I like money, I’ve never made a secret of it- avarice some people call it, others greed, whatever, they can call it what they like- I started with nothing, or at least not much, I want everything… Everything that’s coming to me.” Anya nods her head again, still at sea. “So what I suggest is we do a deal, if there’s anything to be had, well… we have it, I’m not leaving this place without a bag of goodies, or two… at least. I want paying and so far it’s bobbins. Do you get me?” Newt stops, turns and stares hard at Anya. She thinks about it, then nods her head again, the fog lifted. “They’re key holes.” Newt states. “What?” “Key holes- four of them.” Newt nods at the holes in the floor. “Oh.” The Mage wanders over. “Probably lower the force field, you got four keys?” Anya shakes her head. “Thought as much, looks like we’re going round again- this place sucks, no money, a whole bunch of traps, no money, the monsters are ferocious and… no money- did I mention that? Let’s go and get the others.” Anya nods some more. “And Anya, keep our little secret safe.” Newt nods once and strides off leaving the Mage to think about things- like what she’s just agreed too. Next Turn: Things that go bump in the night. [/QUOTE]
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