The Long Arm of Lauto:Broken Wards (DM:Ukingsken)

[RedBeardJim]

Morvannon closes his eyes as the priest's healing energy washes over the group. "Your former colleague is dead. As far as we can tell, whatever he was trying to do is undone. You may want to have someone with more expertise go and verify that."

 

[dimsdale]

Grakk glares at the hafling with the funny accent. Clenching his fist and stepping towards the hafling Grakk says "How about I pay you a..." Grakk then stops himself and says "no...this is not the time or place." He takes a few deep breaths and then turns his attention to the high priest who healed the group. "Thank you for healing our wounds. We fought hard and suffered greatly in order to return the scepter to you. I hope that the threat is now over for you"

 

[CaBaNa]

Kamotz kneels, and raises the scepter, offering it to Belingras.

 

[Oni]

Magnus had been content to study his new bauble on the way back through the catacombs that sprawled beneath the city. Upon seeing the high priest there to great them at the end of their trek he quickly tucked away the shiny thing, as though he feared his now acquisition would be taken away. When the priest's healing powers washed over them, Magnus winced like some who expected to be slapped. Nothing so traumatic happened, and he oped first one eye then, the other glancing around.

The bedraggled dwarf broke in after Morvannon's pronouncement of the demise of the rogue priest.

Dead...dead? No,no...dragged away...taken...claimed...

 

[ukingsken]

Taken? Belingras exclaimed. How? Where? By what? I am grateful that you have stopped that fool but I need more details. And no we will not bill them, they have done the church a service.

Reaching out a hand Belingras takes the scepter from Kamotz and motions for him to rise. Studying it carefully he looks up to all of you before speaking again.

The scepter itself is greatly diminished, but has survived intact. It would not have survived as it is much longer. Even now it will require many days to purify it. As for the other baubles Slardazial stole, you may keep them. I did not expect the scepter to be salvageable and for that I am thankful. Now tell me everything you can about Slardazial's departure.

Almost as an afterthought he motions to the halfling who begrudgingly draws the remaining three bags of gold forth and proffers them, making cramped notes in a ledger drawn from within his pocket.

[sblock=Award] With the quest officially complete thats a 200 xp quest award for each of you. I'll award the time xp once we finish out this last bit of RP. [/sblock]

 

[CaBaNa]

Zal... Zal'k... He was raving about some dark Patron. says Kamotz rising. Looking back and forth between Morvannon and Magnus expectantly, as if they knew all religious and arcane formula ever. Kamotz still wondered at the gloves he held.

 

[skotothalamos]

Vrrsk't stands proudly and quietly in this temple to death, proud of his own work in stopping the spread of darkness, but also certain of the fact that these purveyors of darkness set up the circumstances that allowed the half-orc necromancer to be such a danger. He decides that now is not the time for a debate on theology and ethics, so he stands and he watches.

 

[dimsdale]

Taken? Belingras exclaimed. How? Where? By what? I am grateful that you have stopped that fool but I need more details. And no we will not bill them, they have done the church a service.

Grakk thinks back on what happen when he delivered the killing blow and then tells Belingras "The fallen cleric stated thanked us for delivering himto hsi master. He then stated that he'd have vengance on all of us, threatening to gnaw at our bones (Grak smirks with bone coment, but continues on) What happened next was strange. Shadows formed around the fallen cleric's dismembered corpse and clawed hads came out of the floor, pulling his body through the floor, vanishing without at trace."

After a pause Grakk looks Belingras in the eye and states, "Can you tell us what evilness is at work here that has the power to pull corpses through the floor?"

 

[Oni]

Yes, yes...snatched away...property of...Zal, zal, zal, Zal'Ekthees

Magnus held up his hand where a small bit of shadow coalesced into a vague approximation of Slardy's final moments, then quickly snapped it shut with a grasping motion.

Eehehehe...stolen from death's own temple...

 

[RedBeardJim]

Morvannon shudders in remembrance. "Yes, that was....unnerving. Never heard of this 'Zal'ekthees' before, but whatever it is it's very powerful."