Serpenteye
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"Perhaps, mistress, it would be a good idea to pull the boats ashore. They would be somewhat safer there."
[UaVS] The Silver Door IC
- Thread starter Uriel
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KitanaVorr
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"Very well," Enraela agreed, her eyes upon the stair the the encroaching end to her quest. "Pull the boat ashore, but be quick about it. Others are before us, and I want to make sure they are dead." When the boat touches the dock, she'll clamor off the boat, glancing around the platform carefully.
Serpenteye
First Post
ooc: pull boat, snack on Kuo-Toa, look around.
Uriel
Living EN World Judge
Brogark stands, motioning for Enraela to wait beforte disembarking. Her Mother chose well, as the Hobgoblin would sooner take any foul ambush upon himself rather than have Enraela injured. Stepping from the Boat, massive Waraxe in hand, Brogark signals that all seems safe, for the moment...
Grolvus follows Arngen ashore, pulling the Boats up behind him.
Gentaria clearly sees signs of a large party having recently gone up the stairs, most prevalent the soft-soled boots of Drow House-Guard.
There also seems to be some indication that whoever they were,they were chased in haste up the Stairs, as their pace became frantic after a few dozen steps, whereas it seemed cautious prior to that.
That Platform spans a distance of roughly 50 feet wide, while it goes a mere 20' deep before the stairs begin winding up into the Rock-Wall. The ceiling is tall enough for the Hqalf-Troll and Jikull, though at times, they must duck a bit. The stairs are some 8 feet wide, and these covered with ancient encrustments of limestone, this dripping from the walls.
Some 20 feet further up, Gentaria spotsd a discarded Helm, with the clear Bat Motif of House Cessuli...
Near the water still, Jikull's skin comes alive with overloading sensation. With a sickening feeling of Dread, the massive Half-Ogre turns to the water, seeing dozens of Spectral forms rising from the water behind the Group.
Fully half of these look vaguely like Dwarves, though several bear a resemblance to Kuo-Toa,Orcs and most notably, 3 very Drow-like Beings.
It takes no Master of Planer Travel to realize that these are Undead.
One Being whispers in barely audible Duergar 'Uvarug al Urgurta ean eill Grevek reu Frenthella...'
From his position next to Enraela,Brogark yells 'For your trespass, our Hunger you will feed...Mistress! We must fly up ther Stairs!' .
Jikull is nearest the Water, 20' or so. Enraela,Wesellu,Brogark and Verthrak are next,at a further 20' in, with Arngen,Grolvus and Gentaria at the stairs (Gentaria is actually on the stairs).
Grolvus follows Arngen ashore, pulling the Boats up behind him.
Gentaria clearly sees signs of a large party having recently gone up the stairs, most prevalent the soft-soled boots of Drow House-Guard.
There also seems to be some indication that whoever they were,they were chased in haste up the Stairs, as their pace became frantic after a few dozen steps, whereas it seemed cautious prior to that.
That Platform spans a distance of roughly 50 feet wide, while it goes a mere 20' deep before the stairs begin winding up into the Rock-Wall. The ceiling is tall enough for the Hqalf-Troll and Jikull, though at times, they must duck a bit. The stairs are some 8 feet wide, and these covered with ancient encrustments of limestone, this dripping from the walls.
Some 20 feet further up, Gentaria spotsd a discarded Helm, with the clear Bat Motif of House Cessuli...
Near the water still, Jikull's skin comes alive with overloading sensation. With a sickening feeling of Dread, the massive Half-Ogre turns to the water, seeing dozens of Spectral forms rising from the water behind the Group.
Fully half of these look vaguely like Dwarves, though several bear a resemblance to Kuo-Toa,Orcs and most notably, 3 very Drow-like Beings.
It takes no Master of Planer Travel to realize that these are Undead.
One Being whispers in barely audible Duergar 'Uvarug al Urgurta ean eill Grevek reu Frenthella...'
From his position next to Enraela,Brogark yells 'For your trespass, our Hunger you will feed...Mistress! We must fly up ther Stairs!' .
Jikull is nearest the Water, 20' or so. Enraela,Wesellu,Brogark and Verthrak are next,at a further 20' in, with Arngen,Grolvus and Gentaria at the stairs (Gentaria is actually on the stairs).
Serpenteye
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Nurthrak stands beside Arngren, looking at the spectres warily and speaking to noone in particular. "I don't know your capabilities, but I doubt you could defeat these foes without severe casualites. We would do well to leave this place with the greatest possible haste. If I had an enchanted weapon" he glances at Enraela "I could defend our retreat. I should be able to withstand their attacks better than most of you. (ooc: high Fort.)"
"Bloody spectres! I don't know if we can hold this many!"
Incanting a few words of power, and gesturing towards the spectres, Wesellu quickly tosses a Fireball towards them before heading up the stairs.
If those two want to give their lives to save his, so be it.
OOC: Fireball to catch as many spectres as possible, without roasting the party or the boats.
Incanting a few words of power, and gesturing towards the spectres, Wesellu quickly tosses a Fireball towards them before heading up the stairs.
If those two want to give their lives to save his, so be it.
OOC: Fireball to catch as many spectres as possible, without roasting the party or the boats.
KitanaVorr
First Post
Enraela didn't respond to any of the others, her lavender eyes half closed as she stretched out her arms toward the ghostly forms. Her voice with its luxurious undertones drift out over the group - those of Ferach recognizing her priestly demeanor along with the breathy accents of the drow language. "You dare threaten a priestess! Begone you from my sight! May your countenance trouble me and friends of the goddess no more!"
OOC: Rebuke undead and lets hope it works
OOC: Rebuke undead and lets hope it works
