The Sceptre of Kings-A Heroic Dwarven Quest

[Erekose13]

"Everything has gone well so far. As you saw that one big one, Hroka was quite the worthy challenge. His room contained this treasure chest. Down amongst the cells we have found an old dwarf addled bu his time in prison, a human with no tongue, but who knows about the area, a fire mephit and some goblins. Prince Alembregh and the rest should be joining us here soon."

 

[Knight Otu]

Skezzketh takes the hand of Hollin and shakes it, careful not to hurt the weakened man. "Princce Alembregh is an honorable man. Maybe he will find a solution to thiss."

"Skezzketh, what's the news?"

Skezzketh tells Alembregh the story of Hollin, and recommends that two or three members of the group bring Hollin and Ghemdin to the portal and further to the tavern that is their headquarters.

All the time Skezzketh carefully eyes the mephit, who is far to chaotic for his liking.

(OOC: For simplicity, I assumed that Skezzketh either can read Common or asked Hollin to rewrite that note in a language he can read)

 

[Wilphe]

Elspeth looks at the goblin, "I speak to chief. Then he see. How they capture you and how long you been here?, she waits for a response then goes to see Alembregh. "Milord, the goblins seem eager to be released. Not that I would advocate trusting them in the long run, but for the moment they need us to get out of here. I would hate for us to teleport out of here and leave them to the mercy of the trolls. It is unlikely they deserve it that badly."

 

[Uriel]

Elspeth looks at the goblin, "I speak to chief. Then he see. How they capture you and how long you been here?, she waits for a response then goes to see Alembregh. "Milord, the goblins seem eager to be released. Not that I would advocate trusting them in the long run, but for the moment they need us to get out of here. I would hate for us to teleport out of here and leave them to the mercy of the trolls. It is unlikely they deserve it that badly."

OoCsst! While there are trolls here, it's orcs that run the show, as ar as you know

IC: The goblins tell that they hail from deeper in the mountains, and that the Orcs capture them all of the time, using several tribes as stock for their mning, as Goblins are the best...better than Orcs at Mining.

 

[silentspace]

Trapmaster Turlough opens his good eye wide, sticking his tongue out, and shakes his head vigorously for a moment. He looks quite crazy. Then he settles down again.

Hrrrm. Sorry about that. I feel better now.

OOC new player taking over

 

[Jarval]

Storí looks at Untryn, then smiles slightly to Elspeth, . "I think you may have gained an admirer lass.

"As for the goblins, I concur with your opinion. It's likely that they bear more resentment towards the orcs than ourselves at the current moment, and they might well relish the chance to get a little revenge on their captors. Then again, they are notoriously untrustworthy creatures, so we'd be advised to show caution in however we deal with them."


OOC: And hi silentspace, good to have you with us

 

[Uriel]

OoC:Backtrack for Trapmaster Turlough...

IC: Turlough looked in shock at the Sergeant.
'Gone, gone where?
Gurin Fordswright frowned. He had thought it rash for the group to run off without their Master Scout, but there had been no time to reach him, as he was off with the Svirfneblin looking into another possible Portal when the Prince left. Coughing, he said 'Well, I kin show you where they went, perhaps they haven't gotten too far along.

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A half an hour later, Turlough stood before the ancient Portal, with Clan Valkorim Dwarves all around, manning massive ballistae and flamethrowers. These weapons were all pointed at the Portal, should something less than savory attempt to cross through. Passing through alone, Turlough prepared for whatever awaited on the other side...

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The disorientation passing,Turlough looked about the Chamber. Moving through the door, he saw telltale signs of his Companions passage. To the north of the next room was a smaller room and tunnel beyond where a trap had recently gone off.To the south was another similar chamber. Turlough shook his head at the foolishness that the young prince sometimes showed. Having served Clan Temperlain as a Trapmaster for nigh on twenty years, he was damned if he was going to let that young Jackanapes get blowed up by some old defenses left untripped here in Cuvaghn. Turlough knew that many of them would still be lethal, even after five centuries, so great was the skill of their builders.

Passing through the next room, a large forge room, Turlough saw the signs of a massive battle. orc corpses littered the area, setting Turlough's panic senses alight. this seemed a large fight, with seevral dozen dead Orcs in evidence. Hurrying through the doors to the west, then down a short flight of stairs and another door, Turlough espied Mohgrym,Duranom and Rament, along with an unknown Clan Hurdrinn Dwarf all watching several passages to the West and north. There were more dead orcs here as well, sign that things had gone better than expected. Of the Prince or the others, however, there was no sign...

 

[silentspace]

Ahoy mates! Sorry about the delay! What the devil are you young uns doin’ settin’ off traps without me?! Well? What kinds have you found so far? Any of the exploding kind? Trapmaster Turlough rubs his hands together excitedly. And where’s the prince gone off to now? Is he alright then? Before anyone can answer, he goes and peers down the passageways everyone is looking down, stroking his beard thoughtfully. Aha! Just as I thought! These things here that you’ve found, they’re passageways! I’m gonna go scout them now, alright? That’s what you do with passageways, you know! Just peering down them like you young uns are doing doesn’t get you anywhere!

Unless someone stops Trapmaster Turlough, off he goes! Scouting down the passageway closest to him.

 

[Erekose13]

As Turlough heads down the south passageway, which happens to be the only one that is open, Mohgrym stops him to catch his friend up on what has happened. "Oy, Turlough, glad to have you here, I have been having to fill in for you and my skills are just not up to your skills with things mechanical. Indeed back near the portal room there was an exploding trap, I set it off from a distance allowing us to gain access to an ancient dwarven cache. Prince Alembregh headed down the passageway in front of you. He is currently seeing to a number of prisoners held by the orcs." Mohgrym pauses a moment to let Turlough catch up on the information he has given him, hoping that he answered his immediate questions.

 

[silentspace]

Oi Mohgrym! The prince is alright you say? That young un’s always running off and getting into trouble, he is! But he’s a good lad, and will make a fine king one day. What’s that? You triggered an exploding trap? WAS IT VERY LOUD? DON’T WORRY, YOUR HEARING WILL COME BACK IN A LITTLE BIT! IT USUALLY DOES, ANYWAY!