The Wednesday Knights
SESSION IV- Part 2.
Woodnesday 5th Jankers 2000
Year of the Dark
The Beetle Crushers… Aceeeeed, spray it again.
Dramatis Personae-
Felix Dwarven Deep Druid 1
Endrin Human Bard 1
Xeolus Human Monk 1
Bob Human Ranger 1
Mallaria Half-Elven Barbarian 1
The group heal themselves as best they can and after a brief chat and a fag break drag themselves on into the cave/mine itself- a ten foot high/wide cavern with a pair of rails for mine carts leading in. Ahead a large cavern, they soon spot a myriad of small lights on the walls and floor. Moving into the main chamber they find over a dozen small beetles each one a foot or so long, glow wands at the tail of each of their shiny carapaces, the light reflected on the beetle’s mirrored shell. The effect is quite settling and not in the least bit intimidating.
“Prit-eee.”
“Ahhh.”
They are just getting to like this natural wonder when the shuffling sound of a much larger creature approaching is heard- from the far side of the cavern, with a ponderous gate, comes a much, much, larger beetle. The Giant Beetle is around about seven feet long, four to five feet wide and four feet high- like an overturned lifeboat, the smaller fire beetles skitter out of the way. The group are unsure of exactly how to react- except for Mallaria who winks at Felix and then rushes the thing with her Two-handed sword waving overhead. Alas the cavern is not tall enough “THUNK” her weapon breaks on the low ceiling. The Beetle spits a long stream of Acid at the nearest party members Xeolus and Endrin (more Acid!). Endrin drops his torch into a puddle of the stuff and it ignites- Endrin does a brief impression of Torchy the human torch and then flumps to the floor. One down. Xeolus dives upon him and beats out the flames and in doing so slips into unconsciousness, later Xeolus will also be gnawed and crushed by the Beetle for good measure. Two down. For now the two of them lie there in a cold, but singed, embrace- it would be a touching moment if it wasn't for the chaos that surrounds them. The Beetle lurches forward into Felix, who has he hands out telling the beetle to “calm down.” Alas he is knocked down and trampled- he too hits the floor, and after a brief struggle is ground into unconsciosness. Three down.
“RUN”, shouts Bob… at Malaria the only other person standing- actually Malaria is thumping the beetles carapace with her now truncated weapon.
She waves her broken sword once or twice and screams in frustration at the beetle and then thinks better of it and scarpers.
Mallaria and Bob escape the Beetle by jumping down a hole in the rocky cavern floor, well actually Bob does, Mallaria in attempting the jump strikes her head on the side of the hole and is X-marks-the-spot on the floor. Four down. Every now and then Bob pops up and takes a pot shot at the creature. But after missing a couple of times decides better of it and climbs back out of the hole- while the beetle chews on Xeolus. He then uses what cover there is along with the Beetles slow turning ability to attack the creature from all angles, skipping around the lumbering beetle avoiding its attack. Twenty seconds later the creature is despatched.
Bob stands alone except for the reappearing twinkling lights of the Fire Beetles that scurry to take advantage of the plentiful carrion. He kicks them away and drags the unconscious forms of his fellow adventurers down into the hole he and Malaria found earlier. Malaria doesn’t have to far to go. Bob then sits on the pile and eats his sandwiches a mad glint in his eye, his hand never too far from his bow.
Half an hour later a group of Amberdale guards led by Rodney Dirt and Birinth himself appear outside of the cave and cautiously enter- the scene within is pure carnage- Bob is still wide eyed and set to kill.
“Who’s there? WHO’S THERE?”
“It’s us Bob… It’s us… Now, just put the bow down.”
The bowl and the body of Billy Purbeck are found down a side tunnel next to a rusted rail track, the boy is badly wounded but he will survive. The players are revived as best as possible and are taken, half-dragged half-carried, back to Amberdale.
As usual they are applauded as local heroes, or rather they will be once they have emerged from their respective comas and/or bottles.
Captain Jarrek fills in the details for Bob, while the remainder of the group rest up.
“It seems that Billy Purbeck had been receiving some magic lessons from a local Goblin Shaman.”
Bob nods.
“The payment you ask, a simple wooden bowl owned by the wizard, Birinth.”
Captain Jarrek smirks.
Bob nods.
“And you know which bowl that was, eh Bob.”
Bob nods.
“But little Billy’s curiosity got the better of him didn’t it.”
Bob nods.
“Waiting for the Goblins he couldn't resist taking a look inside the Old Mine. And there he met your old friend.”
Bob nods.
“He he… aye.”
The wily Captain nods and shuffles his feet.
Bob nods, “Felix?”
The Captain stares hard at the ranger, looking for any signs of recognition.
“You haven’t understood a word I’ve said have you, Bob?”
Bob smiles knowingly, and then nods.
Jarrek shakes his head and walks away.
This part of the scenario- the Magic/Super Bowl was half-inched from Citizen Games Adventure Pack Three a free download- don’t I just love them. It's entitled “Brinthal’s Treasury”- I forgot the wizards name, hence Birinth (nearly right, I had been drinking though). It was written by Gabriel Falcon and can be downloaded at www.citizengames.com as can many other fine works.
And so endeth the SESSION that is numbered 4.
Next time Into the Valley of the Kobolds.
SESSION IV- Part 2.
Woodnesday 5th Jankers 2000
Year of the Dark
The Beetle Crushers… Aceeeeed, spray it again.
Dramatis Personae-
Felix Dwarven Deep Druid 1
Endrin Human Bard 1
Xeolus Human Monk 1
Bob Human Ranger 1
Mallaria Half-Elven Barbarian 1
The group heal themselves as best they can and after a brief chat and a fag break drag themselves on into the cave/mine itself- a ten foot high/wide cavern with a pair of rails for mine carts leading in. Ahead a large cavern, they soon spot a myriad of small lights on the walls and floor. Moving into the main chamber they find over a dozen small beetles each one a foot or so long, glow wands at the tail of each of their shiny carapaces, the light reflected on the beetle’s mirrored shell. The effect is quite settling and not in the least bit intimidating.
“Prit-eee.”
“Ahhh.”
They are just getting to like this natural wonder when the shuffling sound of a much larger creature approaching is heard- from the far side of the cavern, with a ponderous gate, comes a much, much, larger beetle. The Giant Beetle is around about seven feet long, four to five feet wide and four feet high- like an overturned lifeboat, the smaller fire beetles skitter out of the way. The group are unsure of exactly how to react- except for Mallaria who winks at Felix and then rushes the thing with her Two-handed sword waving overhead. Alas the cavern is not tall enough “THUNK” her weapon breaks on the low ceiling. The Beetle spits a long stream of Acid at the nearest party members Xeolus and Endrin (more Acid!). Endrin drops his torch into a puddle of the stuff and it ignites- Endrin does a brief impression of Torchy the human torch and then flumps to the floor. One down. Xeolus dives upon him and beats out the flames and in doing so slips into unconsciousness, later Xeolus will also be gnawed and crushed by the Beetle for good measure. Two down. For now the two of them lie there in a cold, but singed, embrace- it would be a touching moment if it wasn't for the chaos that surrounds them. The Beetle lurches forward into Felix, who has he hands out telling the beetle to “calm down.” Alas he is knocked down and trampled- he too hits the floor, and after a brief struggle is ground into unconsciosness. Three down.
“RUN”, shouts Bob… at Malaria the only other person standing- actually Malaria is thumping the beetles carapace with her now truncated weapon.
She waves her broken sword once or twice and screams in frustration at the beetle and then thinks better of it and scarpers.
Mallaria and Bob escape the Beetle by jumping down a hole in the rocky cavern floor, well actually Bob does, Mallaria in attempting the jump strikes her head on the side of the hole and is X-marks-the-spot on the floor. Four down. Every now and then Bob pops up and takes a pot shot at the creature. But after missing a couple of times decides better of it and climbs back out of the hole- while the beetle chews on Xeolus. He then uses what cover there is along with the Beetles slow turning ability to attack the creature from all angles, skipping around the lumbering beetle avoiding its attack. Twenty seconds later the creature is despatched.
Bob stands alone except for the reappearing twinkling lights of the Fire Beetles that scurry to take advantage of the plentiful carrion. He kicks them away and drags the unconscious forms of his fellow adventurers down into the hole he and Malaria found earlier. Malaria doesn’t have to far to go. Bob then sits on the pile and eats his sandwiches a mad glint in his eye, his hand never too far from his bow.
Half an hour later a group of Amberdale guards led by Rodney Dirt and Birinth himself appear outside of the cave and cautiously enter- the scene within is pure carnage- Bob is still wide eyed and set to kill.
“Who’s there? WHO’S THERE?”
“It’s us Bob… It’s us… Now, just put the bow down.”
The bowl and the body of Billy Purbeck are found down a side tunnel next to a rusted rail track, the boy is badly wounded but he will survive. The players are revived as best as possible and are taken, half-dragged half-carried, back to Amberdale.
As usual they are applauded as local heroes, or rather they will be once they have emerged from their respective comas and/or bottles.
Captain Jarrek fills in the details for Bob, while the remainder of the group rest up.
“It seems that Billy Purbeck had been receiving some magic lessons from a local Goblin Shaman.”
Bob nods.
“The payment you ask, a simple wooden bowl owned by the wizard, Birinth.”
Captain Jarrek smirks.
Bob nods.
“And you know which bowl that was, eh Bob.”
Bob nods.
“But little Billy’s curiosity got the better of him didn’t it.”
Bob nods.
“Waiting for the Goblins he couldn't resist taking a look inside the Old Mine. And there he met your old friend.”
Bob nods.
“He he… aye.”
The wily Captain nods and shuffles his feet.
Bob nods, “Felix?”
The Captain stares hard at the ranger, looking for any signs of recognition.
“You haven’t understood a word I’ve said have you, Bob?”
Bob smiles knowingly, and then nods.
Jarrek shakes his head and walks away.
This part of the scenario- the Magic/Super Bowl was half-inched from Citizen Games Adventure Pack Three a free download- don’t I just love them. It's entitled “Brinthal’s Treasury”- I forgot the wizards name, hence Birinth (nearly right, I had been drinking though). It was written by Gabriel Falcon and can be downloaded at www.citizengames.com as can many other fine works.
And so endeth the SESSION that is numbered 4.
Next time Into the Valley of the Kobolds.
