City of Faith

[CountFalchiezVander]

The city amazes you, its alabaster walls reaching high into the sky, the grassy plains surrounding it, the wheat blowing in unison with the wind. The sky blue, with pastry like clouds accenting it. As you are ushered through the center gate, you see the glories that spirituality can build, even if some are not your glories. Temples dedicated to Races God reach almost as high as the walls, schools built from marble, the religious dialogue on the steps of the buildings, arguing and laughing.
When you get to the city square, you see the statue of the first priests of each race, each holding a tool, symboling their dedication to the good that the city was founded on. Let the outsiders have their philosophy you think to yourself, faith will break through all theories. As you move through the square, you see the marketplace has just opened for business today, the merchants calling their wares out to interested persons a like. The Dutiful, the cities elite guards are also on the look out for any scheming or wrong doing, their maces and morning stars strapped to their hips. To the right of the square you notice several large iron pillars, not a speck of rust on them, and figure they must be the Wizard's Keep, where the most potent magic is researched.
Just past the square, towards your final destination, is the HUB, which is where many of the goods are produced and stored. You see smithy's hammering away and fletcher's slowly applying their trade. Silk shops hang beautiful fabric to dry, and bakers and meat cutters craft the most delicious looking morsels.
At last you reach the City Hall, where you see each Deity represented on a golden emblem. There are two ebony doors, with silver handles, which are being held open by two dwarves in the garb of guardsmen. They nod as you all walk in. You all think to yourself why you were called here, and why so urgently that you had to leave in the middle of the night...

DM Note: I would like you to introduce yourselves first before I get going, but I wanted to give you a general idea of the city.

[CountFalchiezVander]

You are all ushered into the main audience chamber of the Hall, and before you you see the highest orders of priests for each of your faiths, each at a table that holds scriptures, a glass and a jug of water. They look at you and bow their heads. At the far end of the room sits a colossal being, it looks neither like elf, dwarf, gnome or halfling, and definitely looks nothing like an orc or kobold. The giant humanoid stands and speaks, his voice echoing in the room loudly.

"Greetings, I am Faroth, Governor of the City, Keeper of the Laws. You have been summoned to investigate a rather interesting discovery. One week ago, the mining town of Meresh, while delving for copper, found the ruins of what appears to be an ancient town or city. Many of the scholars have since tried to determine its origin and whom it belongs to, but to no avail, everything has been ransacked from the buildings; at least as far as we dared travel. There is also evidence of an ancient religion that might have taken root there, and it is our intention to discover what it was, how it worked, and whether it should be stored in the archives or dessimated from history. We know not how long this endeavor will take, but there is a fee of 10,000 gold pieces awarded to you should you succeed, 4,000 to you, and the remaining to your Church of practice, wherever it is. For those of you that accept, there is also a gift, something specific that each high priest has decided to bestow upon you in order to aid your quest. What say you?"

He folds his arms and awaits a response.

DM Note: You may start posting!

[eric]

"Pah HA ha ha, dessimated from history, you can't be serious, any information is good, its up to the people who use it to know what to do with it. I'll go so at least I know whats going on Governor Faroth." Pinvall

[Anaesthesia]

"I would be honored to take on such an endevor. For Yondalla, and my Church."

[shawnrc]

In a tone befitting an Orc I say, "Gummsh, will do this mission for Gruumsh. His power will be revealed through me and brought to others."

[mexal]

I bow deeply.

"Great honour indeed, I shall be willing to undertake this task in the name of Corellon Larethian, to his glory."

Dariat

[shawnrc]

"How glorious for us that an Elf is going to be joining us on this mission." I say with disdain. "Are you going to be telling us of the wonders of Corellon too?"

[eric]

"How glorious for us that an Elf is going to be joining us on this mission." I say with disdain. "Are you going to be telling us of the wonders of Corellon too?"[/b]
"Hey hey truce shorty." <smile> "Our deity's would not allow this to happen if they did not think it was worthwhile for us to work together. I don't want to fight you, and I don't think Gral or Kurtulmak does either."

[Anaesthesia]

<div class='quotemain'>"How glorious for us that an Elf is going to be joining us on this mission." I say with disdain. "Are you going to be telling us of the wonders of Corellon too?"[/b]
"Hey hey truce shorty." <smile> "Our deity's would not allow this to happen if they did not think it was worthwhile for us to work together. I don't want to fight you, and I don't think Gral or Kurtulmak does either."
[/b][/quote]


"I agree the gnome. I don't think Grummish or Corellon would mind much if both of you worked together just this once."

[magasark]

"I, Ak'iss, shall undertake this mission as well, in the name and honor of Kurtulmak," I say trying to look as large as I can for a person of such small stature.

[CountFalchiezVander]

Faroth looks to the group.

"The mining town is about a weeks ride from here, up in the mountains of Byssia. The road is traveled heavily, but there are... skirmishes every now and then. You may spend the day here preparing, then leave tomorrow morning. The Inn of the Flaming Dart has rooms reserved for you, free of cost, please get to know each other and may the Creators bless each of you..."

[magasark]

"Let's all go to the inn and get to know each other over a good hot meal and a mug of ale," I say in a cheerful voice to the group as I head for the door.

[shawnrc]

"A hot meal I can go for, also some ale would be fitting for a toast to Gruumsh. I will follow you and we can talk." I say to Ak'iss, "perhaps this will be more pleasant than I had first thought."

[magasark]

As the ogre and my self leave the temple area, I mount my mighty stead (my st. bernard) and say "Onward Vivex" as I ride beside my new, much larger friend as we head through town to the tavern.

[eric]

"Well I don't have a mount but I would drink some ale or mead."

[CountFalchiezVander]

As you take off for the inn, you notice that there is quite some excited chatter in the marketplace, the people looking at you and smiling, waving, a few cheers every now and then. The assorted races almost give you a mass commoners blessing as you head towards the inn.
The Inn of the Flaming Dart is easy to spot, some magic has been worked to show a dart in the sign on fire. As you enter, you see a rather large common room, where various elves, dwarves, gnomes and orcs are all drinking and chatting about current events, and there are haflings, kobolds and others playing dice in a side room, almost as large. The tables seem to be made of marble, and the chairs oak. Behind the bar stands an elven woman, blond hair, green eyes, very trim, and a rapier is strapped to her hip. To her right, at the admissions desk, is seated a rather robust looking dwarf, his beard a fiery red and a small axe propped off to the side. He wears the cloths of a business man, and his hair is neatly tied back as he reads over some papers, occasionally signing them. He looks up when the room goes silent as you all enter, he nods, then goes back to the papers. The music strikes up from a corner near the central hearth, and an orcish woman begins to sing, her voice deep, but soft and rather soothing. The conversations again pick up.

[mexal]

I do not respond to snide comments about elves or my deity, contenting myself with, "Preaching is most effective when the enquirer wishes to learn..."

Go along to the inn with the rest. Survey the room, locate a table with space for all of us and head for it.

Dariat.

[shawnrc]

Entering the rather large common room I look around taking in all the sites, suddenly I hear a majestic voice coming from the corner of the place looking to the others I say, "Now there is a beautiful sound, lets sit over near the hearth."

[eric]

Entering the rather large common room I look around taking in all the sites, suddenly I hear a majestic voice coming from the corner of the place looking to the others I say, "Now there is a beautiful sound, lets sit over near the hearth."[/b]
"Fine with me, lets test the generosity of the Governor."

Call the serving person over.

"The Governor and city is paying for our night, meal and drinks right? So I will have
your sunflower mead, a quart." Pinvadd

[magasark]

Upon entering the bar, I obtain the key to my room and take Vivex upstairs, I remove his saddle and the equipment that he has been carrying for me. I change into a much more comfrotable outfit from the armor I had been wearing and go back down stairs to meet the rest of the crew.

I come to the table just in time to hear Pinvadd order a drink for himself. "Aye that sounds good, drinks all around and a good hearty meal for us all as we have a long journey ahead," I say. At the mention of food, Vivex perks up his ears as he has ventured back downstairs and has curled up under the table.

[Anaesthesia]

Entering the rather large common room I look around taking in all the sites, suddenly I hear a majestic voice coming from the corner of the place looking to the others I say, "Now there is a beautiful sound, lets sit over near the hearth."
[/b]

Smiling as she enters, Lottie replies, "Yes, that looks like a good place."

[CountFalchiezVander]

Ak'iss:

Upon entering your room, you see a small envelop on your bed with your name and your holy symbol upon it. When you open it a ring falls out and bounces on the bed. There is no note...

You all find a table that has enough room for all, and seated there is a grizzled looking dwarf, slowly downing a tankard. He does not look up unless you approach. He seems to be appreciating the music of the orcish bard.

[magasark]

"This seems strange," I think to myself as I look at the ring. I think back to all my religious training to try and think of what this ring my be for.

OOC:
Knowledge (religion): 1d20+1=18+1=19
Appraise: 1d20+1=12+1=13

[CountFalchiezVander]

Magasark:

You realize that this seems an ordinary ring, worth a few gold coins, its blue crystal embedded in the center very finely cut.

PinVadd:

The serving lady, a halfling, smiles and brings you your order, as well as anything else the patrons of the table desire, and teh dwarf asks for another mug of mead, looking glumly into the fireplace.

[eric]

The serving lady, a halfling, smiles and brings you your order, as well as anything else the patrons of the table desire, and teh dwarf asks for another mug of mead, looking glumly into the fireplace.[/b]

Tell the Halfling. "Put his mead on the Governors tab. I'll take pulled pork, if thats what I smell."
Raise my mug to the Dwarf when he looks my way.

Pinvadd

[mexal]

Sit quietly and watch the others - who it seems are to become my travelling companions.

"A glass of red wine, please. And what is on the menu this evening?"

Dariat.

[CountFalchiezVander]

Dariat:

The Halfling tells you roast pork with seasoned potatoes, and salmon and garlic soup are the specials, and it is all covered by the City. She leans into Pinvadd and whispers in his ear.

"That dwarf's is already covered here...."

She smiles and goes off with the orders, taking everyone's once they arrive.

[eric]

"That dwarf's is already covered here...."[/b]
"Why is he so glum?" Pinvadd

[CountFalchiezVander]

Pinvadd:

You get no response from the halfling, as she has already wandered off to take the rest of the orders.

[mexal]

"Thank you, the pork would be lovely."

Sit back, sniff the air and look forward to how this inn's chef seasons his potatoes.

Look round the others.

"Has anyone heard ought of this ancient city? Or know of one in that area from history?"

Dariat.

[shawnrc]

"I come from an area pretty far away form here so I do not know much of the area." I say looking to the others. "Who lives near here that knows more of the area, and I wonder what it is that we are going to receive that will aid us on this mission."

[eric]

You get no response from the halfling, as she has already wandered off to take the rest of the orders.[/b]
I will ask her when she returns.

[CountFalchiezVander]

The halfling returns after about 10 minutes with each of your orders. The dwarf nods and continues to drink, looking into the fireplace.

[magasark]

OOC: Since nobody is going to try talking directly to the dwarf...


Looking at the sad dwarf drinking at the table, I finally muster up the courage to talk to him. "My fair dwarf, what brings you to this fine city? Surely it was not to dine at this table with us tonight?"

[CountFalchiezVander]

Ak'iis:

The dwarf slowly turns his head and glares at you a moment, then wipes his beard.

"You are late, I've been here since noon waiting. We have limited time and I am not going to wander about while you play get to know the other faith. Eat and rest, for tomorrow I will take you to the mining town, my home..."

The dwarf goes back to his mead.

[mexal]

"Whilst time may be limited, neighbour, any group functions better when its members are acquainted with one another. I am Dariat, a servant of Corellon. Who might you be?"

Dariat.

[eric]

"How nice, remind me not to eat what he's eating." Pinvadd

[shawnrc]

Snickering at what the halfling said I turn to Dariat and say, "I am Gummsh loyal servant to Gruumsh as you can see." Then turning to the dwarf, "Since this place we are going is your home then perhaps you can tell me about it."

[Anaesthesia]

Lottie snickers at the gnome. "Don't make me laugh while I'm eating! Do you come from a long line of bards?" (gets herself together, regards the dwarf others have been talking to) "The very least, you can tell us your name, or where you're taking us on the morrow. I am Lottie, loyal to Yondalla."

[CountFalchiezVander]

The dwarf sighs then turns to the group.

"I am Belthic Fireforge, and I am a cleric of Moradin. I was sent to escort you to my hometown and lead you into the mines as a guide. But make no mistake, I am more than able to handle myself in a battle. I will have much time to learn of you, and you of me, on the road ahead. So for now, let me enjoy the mead and the songs of the bard..."

He turns to the orc bard and listens.

When the food is all eaten, and the fires die down, you all retire to you separate rooms. Each is simple, a bed, basin, pitcher of water, your belongings, and a package with your name on it, and your holy symbol.

[shawnrc]

After the fires die out in the hearth I get up and head to my room. Opening the door I see that it is well furnished (for my standards) and looking upon the bed I see the symbol of my God. I fall to my knees and say a prayer then head over to the bed putting the holy symbol away and then I grab the package and begin to open it.

[mexal]

After putting my belongings away neatly, I sit on the bed and unwrap the package.

Dariat

[CountFalchiezVander]

DM Note: I am going to assume that you all follow suit, and I can post one narrative.

Each package has no letter inside, but a simple item.

Lottie:

You find in the wrappings a small backpack, looks nice, is empty, but seems like it has seen some use in the past....

Dariat:

You find underneath the wrappings a gray cloak, fairly well designed in its simplicity.

Gummsh:

You unwrap the parcel and find a small bone amulet, nothing carved upon it, but the chain is made of mithral.

[eric]

DM Note: I am going to assume that you all follow suit, and I can post one narrative.[/b]
Pinvadd must have fallen asleep on his. :)

[shawnrc]

As I unwrap the box I see a bone amulet on a mithril necklace, checking the strength of the chain I decide to see if it is magical (cast detect magic).

[CountFalchiezVander]

Pinvadd:

You open yours and see a rather beautifully carved gemstone, a light brown color.

DM Note: my apologies, little sleep....

[eric]

DM Note: my apologies, little sleep....
[/b]
No problem

You open yours and see a rather beautifully carved gemstone, a light brown color.[/b]
Any thing I can remember with my faith?
Kn reg (1d20 6=19) (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/1483659/)

[CountFalchiezVander]

Pinvadd:

You remember that many a fine gem is given to those who are traveling on perilous missions on behalf of Garl, and that these gems sometimes come in quite handy. Many a tale tells that a gem can save a life, or end another's with a single blow.

[Anaesthesia]

Lottie:
You find in the wrappings a small backpack, looks nice, is empty, but seems like it has seen some use in the past....
[/b]

Trying a Gather Info on the backpack: 1d20+2=13.

Will put the backpack with her other items and belongings.

[CountFalchiezVander]

DM Note: A gather information check isn't really used for that, but you could make a knowledge arcana check, or state you are going to gather the information from the nearest Halfling temple.

[Anaesthesia]

DM Note: A gather information check isn't really used for that, but you could make a knowledge arcana check, or state you are going to gather the information from the nearest Halfling temple.
[/b]


:ooc: My bad. I'll go with the Gather Info at the Halfling temple.

[CountFalchiezVander]

Lottie:

You heard towards the Halfling Temple, which is surrounded by a large and very beautiful garden. Its golden doors are open and there are people heading in and out, laughing and talking about various adventures they have had. When you enter, you see that much of the inside is simple, rustic, but with a sense of beauty. The seats, tables and alters are all made of fine maple, stained in light colors. The windows are plain, but the sills are decorated with the legends of the Halfling race. There is a priest looking through one of the windows, his hair white and he has a slight hunch to him from age.

[Anaesthesia]

Lottie smiles as she sees the priest, and approaches, backpack in hand. "Greetings. I hope I haven't disturbed you...I am seeking some information. Would you be able to direct me?"


(gather info check from before 1d20+2=13)

[CountFalchiezVander]

Lottie:

The aged cleric smiles to you and places a firm, yet gentle hand upon your shoulder.

"My child, this is a gift from someone high within our faith, and you must trust their faith in you..."

He looks over the backpack.

"Interesting... It seems very well suited for traveling, I think someone up high sees a great potential in you, and your skills... Other than that, I know nothing remarkable about the bag..."

[Anaesthesia]

Lottie:

The aged cleric smiles to you and places a firm, yet gentle hand upon your shoulder.

"My child, this is a gift from someone high within our faith, and you must trust their faith in you..."

He looks over the backpack.

"Interesting... It seems very well suited for traveling, I think someone up high sees a great potential in you, and your skills... Other than that, I know nothing remarkable about the bag..."
[/b]

Lottie thanks him, and will return to where she left the group.

[CountFalchiezVander]

DM Note: Does anyone else want to do anything before the dwarf leads you out towards the town?

[mexal]

Sleep! The cloak has been folded neatly with the rest of my kit for now.

Dariat

[eric]

Pack the gem in a piece of cloth on my belt pouch. Pinvadd

[shawnrc]

OOC: did my detect magic turn up with anything?

I am going to put the necklace around my neck.

[CountFalchiezVander]

As I unwrap the box I see a bone amulet on a mithril necklace, checking the strength of the chain I decide to see if it is magical (cast detect magic).
[/b]


Make a spell craft check.

[shawnrc]

Mulling over the bone for a moment I stare off thinking back, do I remember anything about something such as this in my studies..... 1d20+1=13 (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/1487688/)

[CountFalchiezVander]

Gummsh:

You know there something different about the amulet, it radiates a faint magical aura, but you cannot discern what it is.

[CountFalchiezVander]

The next morning, the dwarf leads you all onto the road leading towards the mountains, and the mining town. There is a dwarven merchant convoy joining you, so if you "forgot" to purchase anything in town, the merchants will more than likely have it handy.

[eric]

the merchants will more than likely have it handy.[/b]
OOC: With a transportation excise tax of course :)

Just amble on near the wagon chatting with the merchants.
Smiling at the Dwarf if he looks at me.
Pinvadd

[CountFalchiezVander]

OOC: If no one else wants to do business, then they press on talking amongst themselves.

After several days of steady traveling, you come to a small inn, the sign reads "The Steadfast Vigil"

It is early evening, and there is laughter and music coming from inside. The merchants all breakdown their caravan and set up a mini shop center, where patrons of the bar, drunk or sober, browse the items.

[shawnrc]

Riding along with the caravan, nothing much happens so I ask the others about their religions so as to pass the time and find out more about what makes them tick and how I may be able to convert them to Gruumsh.

[CountFalchiezVander]

Gummsh:

Most of the caravan is comprised of dwarves, and do not openly speak their faith to you, though they make mention of some of the glories Moradin has bestowed upon the world. You find a few halflings and elves as well, but they do not really speak to you at all. The only one who seems interested in what you preach is a gnome, with off color skin and grey eyes. He is fairly quiet, not telling you anything about himself, but pressing for information about your faith.

[mexal]

"Do you actually want to know about Corellon? I will tell you some of our lore if you wish, but do not wish to impose on ears that do not wish to hear."

Dariat

[eric]

Rush in to the Inn and gather rooms for us before the merchants do.

Then head to the bar and order 6 beers on a tray and bring them out to my frineds.

[CountFalchiezVander]

Pinvadd:

The rooms are a gold a piece, but have been paid for in advance by the mining town. The beer on the other, are a silver apiece, and you pay for those. A quick scan has several tables with elves and dwarves playing cards, and a halfling chatting in the corner to a kobold. There is an orc standing by the entrance, arms folded, looking much like security.

[eric]

Smile at everyone and take the beer out.

"First ones on me gents."

Pinvadd

[shawnrc]

"Thanks a lot Prinvadd, I sure could use a good drink, talking to them dwarves is like talking to a cavern wall." I take the beer from him and toss it back.

[CountFalchiezVander]

Outside one of the dwarves is beating a drum steadily, and you all see a slender, athletic halfling begin to dance, in her hands small cymbals which accompany the beat of the drums.

[Anaesthesia]

Lottie nods appreciation to Pinvadd, takes ahold of one of the mugs, and goes to volley a position to see the entertainment.

[mexal]

"Thank you, a drink is welcome after a dry road."

Sit and sip beer, watching the other people in the room.

Dariat

[eric]

"Thank you, a drink is welcome after a dry road."[/b]
"No problem.

Hand out other beer and bring tray back to bar.

Pinvadd

[CountFalchiezVander]

You all enjoy the merriment for a hour or so, and as the dancing and music reaches a climax you all hear a scream from behind the wagons of the caravan. Suddenly you see a dozen or more dwarf like creatures spew out of the light woods, cutting down the patrons outside with nasty looking axes.

A half dozen break off and try to circle the party.

~go to Battle Thread~

[CountFalchiezVander]

There is now silence as the smoke clears and the victors begin cleaning up the wounded and preparing the dead for funeral rites. The owner of the inn comes out of his establishment and sighs heavily. He heads over to you all and bows respectfully.

"Thank you all for aiding me. This is the first time my inn has ever been subject to anything other than a drunken bar brawl. For your actions, I will let you stay here for free anytime you wish, and here is a small bit of gold I have saved for such an occasion..."

He hands each of you a small bag which contains 50 gold coins.

"Now if you will excuse me, I must see to the injured and have a burial site built. Take care and thank you again..."

[shawnrc]

Taking the small bag from the owner, I thank him and say "it was the strength of Gruumsh that won over this day! I will continue to help out with the wounded."

[eric]

"Now if you will excuse me, I must see to the injured and have a burial site built. Take care and thank you again..."[/b]
"Of Course, if there is anything I or we can do, let us know."

Pinvadd will assist with the dead and injured as he can and also make sure the attackers get some service. Looking them over while moving them.

Pinvadd

[mexal]

"Accept, oh Lord Corellon, the souls of those who have passed away, guide them to suitable rest within your glades or direct them to other places..."

Dariat

[CountFalchiezVander]

Pinvadd:

You look over the strange creatures, and their uncanny resemblances to dwarves....
(Make a knowledge the Planes check)

The dwarven cleric comes over to you.

"You fought bravely, and smartly. I think the Gods chose you for this specific task indeed.... In the morning we will continue. I must make the funeral rites now. Sleep well. You may attend the funeral if you desire."

[eric]

You look over the strange creatures, and their uncanny resemblances to dwarves.... (Make a knowledge the Planes check)[/b]

Untrained KN: Planes (1d20 1=12) (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/1517149/)

The dwarven cleric comes over to you.

"You fought bravely, and smartly. I think the Gods chose you for this specific task indeed.... In the morning we will continue. I must make the funeral rites now. Sleep well. You may attend the funeral if you desire."[/b]
"Thank you, I would be happy to attend your funeral, is there anything else I can do to help." Pinvadd

[CountFalchiezVander]

DM Note: knowledge checks have to have ranks in them, so that is a no go Pinvadd, but no worries.

Pinvadd:

You look over the creatures, wondering how on Althalous a dwarf could look so demonic and feral at the same time, but you have no idea of what exactly it is.

[shawnrc]

My rage leaving me after killing off the last of the demonic little buggers I step inside the inn hoping to get a little rest.

[CountFalchiezVander]

The inn is tidied up a little after and the people bunk down for the evening. From your windows, you can notice the flames of pyres burning against the night sky, and they bring you a sense of peace as you all drift off. In the morning the caravan silently assembles, eats breakfast and continues on the journey. It will take four more days to reach Meresh.

[eric]

.... eats breakfast and continues on the journey. It will take four more days to reach Meresh.[/b]

Pinvadd will leave his 50 gold behind with a note; "For the families"

Pinvadd

[CountFalchiezVander]

On the third day of traveling, As you are approaching the midday, there is a scream from the front of the caravan, and the whole group stops. You can hear up ahead the sounds of a battle.

[eric]

You can hear up ahead the sounds of a battle.[/b]
Look around for other ambushers in the area waiting for us to run, then Bless those that are with me. Pinvadd

[shawnrc]

"Looks like to me that Gruumsh is going to be glorified on this day", I say to my comrades. I Begin moving to the front of the caravan and the scream ready for battle.

[CountFalchiezVander]

Gummsh and Pinvadd:

As you begin to move forward, you see coming out of the woods five rather bulky gnolls. they are brandishing what look like bizarre flails. The one in the lead speaks aloud to the others in broken common.

"We get goodies, we eat dwarves and others, burn wagons and take all!"

~Go to battle thread~

[shawnrc]

Coughing I try and get out of the smokey area so as I can see if there is anyone else to kill. Not see any, the smoke finally clears and there is no sight of the dead ones or the others, they are just gone. Roaring to Grummsh I say, "Run you cowards, you fear Guumsh and his spear." Then I look for the others to see if they are injured.

[CountFalchiezVander]

The merchants come from the front, most covered in blood, but not wounded. They raise a cheer as they see you all still intact, and distribute some blue potions, enough to heal anyone of their injuries. Belthic sighs after he finishes one of the potions.

"Well now, I wasn't expecting that to happen. The gnolls are getting rather brazen. Perhaps after this little mission we can make a side trip on the way back to the city to find out what is on the go with them.."

He spits on the ground and cleans off his weapon.

[shawnrc]

Looking to Belthic I nod my head, "You did fine job for a dwarf, perhaps you are not so bad. I know I will be coming back after our mission to kill more than a few of them dogs. You are more than welcome join me." Then speaking to everyone else, "We should continue on now that everyone is healed up, our quickness is apparently needed."

[CountFalchiezVander]

DM Note: The rest of you may either do something or state you continue on.

[eric]

OOC: Sorry busy at work, forgot

"I was sure they had us there for a while, when did they get magic like that?

Lets check to see if there is anyone needs more help. Lottie its ok to come out."

Pinvadd

[mexal]

"I'm more than eager to get on. Not interest in brawling in the slightest..."

Dariat

[CountFalchiezVander]

You all finish checking the other members out for injuries and healing what wounds were inflicted before carrying on. The rest of the journey goes by without incident, though there is a feeling of unease as you near the town.
Finally, you reach your destination: Meresh. It seems like the town jumped right out of a bard's story. A quiet central road with buildings on either side, the occasional resident walking silently from one side to another. There is a chill in the air, coming from the mountain top most likely. You can spot a large smithy at the far end of the town, with a steeple and the symbol of Moradin upon it. Belthic smiles a moment.

"It is midday, everyone is eating, let us go to the temple and make ourselves known. They may have some more information for us by now."

The dwarf heads along the road, nodding to people as he passes, and those people in turn look to you all with awe and fear, some a little disdain...

[shawnrc]

"It is midday, everyone is eating, let us go to the temple and make ourselves known. They may have some more information for us by now."

The dwarf heads along the road, nodding to people as he passes, and those people in turn look to you all with awe and fear, some a little disdain...
Looking around at the city, I think to myself, no wonder they need help.... People passing by staring at us all makes me a little uncomfortable. I try and show my lighter side by giving a tusky grin to some of them in return. I make my way to the temple poudly walking up the stairs leading to the entrance.

[eric]

Just smiling trying to be a good representative, head to the Temple with the others.

Pinvadd

[CountFalchiezVander]

You all head to the temple, and Belthic leads the way, so as to give an explanation to the high priest about the assorted group he has come with.

The temple is simple, and yet complex at the same time. The doors are made from wrought iron, with pictures of dwarves forging picks and axes, and behind that it seems that there is a thin layer of crystal which, when catching the light of the sun, gives the illusion that the dwarves eyes are sparkle with the colors of the rainbow. The smoke stack has atop it a steeple like montage, which could also serve as a lookout. The foundry to the right of the temple portion is loud with the sound of hammers and metal being forged, and if one were to look through the open windows, a plethora of weapons, enough for an army , can be seen neatly arranged along the walls, easily accessible.
As the doors open, you can see an elderly dwarf, whose beard is the purest white you have ever seen, standing over a forge, his tunic matted to him from sweat. He seems to be doing something to something, though from this vantage point it is impossible to tell. He doesn't seem to be aware of your appearance as he continues his work, every now and then wiping his hands on his tunic. From the front you can tell this man is no slouch when it comes to battle, he is broad and solid looking, the occasional muscle rippling beneath his clothes as he makes certain movements.
Belthic calls out.

"Fillias, I have returned, and I have the Councils' blessing here with me."

The old dwarf stops, then looks upwards, his eyes flashing in the fire of the small forge. He raises an axe in greeting.

"Hail Belthic, and hail to you....."

The priest looks them all over, then breathes deeply and walks over to you all.

"Well, this was not exactly what I had in mind, but if the council chose you, then welcome to Meresh, and hopefully you can aid us in this rather difficult plight we have...."

[shawnrc]

Looking at the 'older' dwarf I wonder to myself... by the looks of him I am sure he has seen much battle, I wonder how many of my 'kin' he has slayed? Stepping foward I say... "Fillias, the power of Grummsh has been asked for and I have answered the call to help you and yours. What is this plight that you speak of?"

[CountFalchiezVander]

The dwarf sighs and folds his arms across his chest.

"It all began about a month ago. The mining operation broke through a wall of granite in search of some diamonds or other precious gems, and found what appeared to be a road..... They followed it down for a mile or so, steeping upwards until they reached a plateau. From there they looked down and saw what appeared to be a city, or town or something, made entirely from obsidian. When the report was made to the foreman, he told Dreflin, and a group of explorers went down to investigate. Twenty went in, fully armed and with magical support, but only one made it out, an elf named Vex, he's now the town's drunkard, but we give him leeway cause he don't cause trouble, and whatever frightened him did one heck of a job..."

The cleric turns his back and continues.

" Now the mining operation is on a skeleton crew since the workers are frightened that whatever lay in that place will come out, and we are slowly losing resources without the income. If you can, we want you to go down there and find out what it is that killed our men, and bring back its corpse. The next shift down is tomorrow morning, so you have the rest of the day to prepare. Moradin shine his forge fire upon you all..."

He bows then returns to the forge, continuing his work.

Belthic looks to the group.

"I have some things to attend to, so please feel free to rest at the inn or check the shops. The town could honestly do with a bit of outside business."

He bows and wanders into the back of the temple.

[eric]

He bows and wanders into the back of the temple.
"Well we first find this Vex and sober him up and chat with him?" Pinvadd

[shawnrc]

Listening to the whole story I get the feeling that whoever went down into the area was less than worthy of the task at hand. The hearing about the only survivor being an elf I get the sneaky suspicion that if the party consisted of such 'adventurers; it is a no wonder why they didn't make it out alive.
"I think your idea should be first on our list, we need information. Even if we can't sober him up, perhaps his tongue will waggle with the spirits in his belly"

[Anaesthesia]

"I think your idea should be first on our list, we need information. Even if we can't sober him up, perhaps his tongue will waggle with the spirits in his belly"

"I agree-his drunken state can help us."

[eric]

"I agree-his drunken state can help us."
"Well lets go to a bar then." <smile> Pinvadd

[CountFalchiezVander]

You all noticed only one tavern when you walked into the town, known as the Hands Locked.

[shawnrc]

Remembering when I walked past a certian building there were a few people with tankards coming out of the building and it was pretty noisy. "I think I seen one back when we first came into town. Follow me."

[CountFalchiezVander]

You all head down to the Hands Locked tavern, and it seems like the name is appropriate. When you enter the place, you see in the center of the large room a wooden ring, complete with ropes and turnbuckles. It stands about two feet from the ground, and at the moment is unoccupied. There are chairs and tables surrounding it, about four to five feet away from the ring itself, seemingly as a safety precaution, as you notice the tables are bolted to the floor. There are few patrons, and the ones that are there are quiet, drinking somberly during the mid day. You see behind the counter a rather bulky dwarf shining several steel mugs. He looks to you all and grunts a greeting, continuing his polishing.

[mexal]

I hang back to the rear... doesn't really look my kind of place.

Dariat

[eric]

He looks to you all and grunts a greeting, continuing his polishing.
"Hello a few lagers please, is there a Vex here?" Pinvadd

[shawnrc]

Wondering exactly what the ring is for, I ask the barkeep.

[CountFalchiezVander]

Pinvadd:

The dwarf nods and sets the last of the cups he was polishing down, filling each one to the brim, then pushing them towards you.

"3 silver for the lot. As for Vex, he sleeps in the basement of the place, he should be about an hour or so to drag his carcass up here..."

Gummsh:

The thick dwarf looks to you and then to the ring.

"That is the entertainment venue here, wrestling. The miners like to let off steam after a hard day, so the others make and take bets, hoping to win a few extra silver and gold..."

[shawnrc]

Grabbing the glass I take a drink and then ask in return, "and when does this entertainment take place? Are outsiders allowed to participate?

[CountFalchiezVander]

The bartender looks to the orc and nods.

"Well, all you have to do is sign yer name here on this sheet of paper, and step into the ring, then one of the locals will join you and the match will begin. First to the ground loses."

[eric]

Pinvadd:"3 silver for the lot. As for Vex, he sleeps in the basement of the place, he should be about an hour or so to drag his carcass up here..."
Pay the man.
"After our trip I would rather wait and relax for a hour or so."
Find a table and sit and relax and wait a hour. Pinvadd

[shawnrc]

Thinking about it for only a second I down my drink and move towards the ring. Looking around I climb up into the ring....and wait.

[CountFalchiezVander]

Gummsh:

The barkeep has you sign your name, then you step into the ring and await. After about thirty or so seconds, a small dwarf enters the rings, thick skinned and wearing no armor, he nods silently to you and begins to stretch, while the few people who are in the bar are placing bets. A small dwarf bolts out the door and after a minute or two, several more dwarfs come into the place, brandishing bags of what sounds like coinage. Belthic is with them, and he looks to the ring and shakes his head, sitting next to Pinvadd.

~this will take place in the combat forum~

[eric]

Gummsh:Belthic is with them, and he looks to the ring and shakes his head, sitting next to Pinvadd.
"ringer?" Pinvadd

[CountFalchiezVander]

Belthic looks to Pinvadd:

"Nope. Former adventurer raised by bears.... we don't ask and he don't tell..."

[shawnrc]

As the dwarf is stretching I begin taking off my armor and stretching a little also. Noting all the people coming into the bar I begin to get a little excited that I will be able to show the power of Grummsh to others.
Kneeling I begin praying to Grummsh for strength and wisdom to win the battle.

[shawnrc]

Having lost the wrestling match, I climb out of the ring and move to my friends. "I think I need a drink, that was one tough little bugger."

[eric]

"On you or in you or both?" Pinvadd is ready to throw a Lager on him, smiling.

OOC: Hey its that kind of place....

Pinvadd

[CountFalchiezVander]

The small dwarf steps out of the ring and walks over to the table, standing next to the orc.

"Well, I must admit, you got some spirit, and if you ever need a hand, let me know. Just bring this to the barkeep and he will get me in an instant...."

The monk pulls an elongated tooth from his mouth and cleans the blood off it, then hands it to Gummsh. He then turns and walks towards the barkeep and gets a bowl of rice....

A few moments later a disheveled looking elf staggers into the bar from what appears to be the basement, his eyes blood shot and his hair mangled. He looks around wild eyed for a moment, then takes in a deep breath, rubbing his hands on his rather grimy tunic, then grabs a conveniently placed bottle of wine and slouches into a corner, popping the stopper with his teeth and beginning to drink....

[shawnrc]

ooc: a monk oh that figures lol no wonder why I lost hehehe

Still a little discouraged after losing I try and give a toothy grin and take the tooth from the dwarf. "Thank you for the complement may I ask what your name is? Mine is Gummsh loyal follower to the One Eye himself Gruumsh."

[CountFalchiezVander]

The dwarf thinks a moment, then responds.

" A name is given to those you feel the need to encase in limitations. I for one do not believe in such restrictions, but I am known to answer to Uwer, which is merely an expression of sound and thus not a hindrance upon me..."

[shawnrc]

"Perhaps I will learn a little more and come back and challenge you again one day Uwer. You have taught me much today." With that I turn back to my companions.

[eric]

A then grabs a conveniently placed bottle of wine and slouches into a corner, popping the stopper with his teeth and beginning to drink....
"Theres our buddy, let get him now, while hes still hung over."
Stand up and urge everyone else to follow.

Sit at his table and watch him. Pinvadd

[CountFalchiezVander]

DM Note: He is actually slouched in a corner of the building, no tables or chairs nearby, it looks as if this space was made for him to be alone and out of everyone's way.

[eric]

DM Note: He is actually slouched in a corner of the building, no tables or chairs nearby, it looks as if this space was made for him to be alone and out of everyone's way.
Then lets stand in front of him covering his 'retreat' :)

[CountFalchiezVander]

The elf looks up to you and belches loudly.

"What be yer ~hic~ busssiness here wit meeeee?? I be just a drunker...."

[eric]

"What be yer ~hic~ busssiness here wit meeeee?? I be just a drunker...."
"Your drunk and you just woke up, thats amazing, we need to talk.
First lets see if this helps." Cast a cure light wounds.

"Now your a veteran of the cave and we are next so your telling us you know so we don't end up with you for the end of our days, or would you prefer sharing a bed with him?" Point my thumb at the Orc.. <Laugh> PInvadd

[CountFalchiezVander]

The elf, his eyes slowly lessening in the bloodshotness, looks to the orc and then to Pinvadd, his breathing a little more controlled now.

"If you can explain yourselves, I will tell you what I know, but until then, let me be..."

[shawnrc]

I stand there with my arms crossed looking formidable intimidate (1d20+1=3) (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/1586643/)
ooc: or perhaps not so LOL

[eric]

"If you can explain yourselves, I will tell you what I know, but until then, let me be..."
"We are going where you came from, sent by our gods, so they could use your help." Pinvadd

[shawnrc]

"It all began about a month ago. The mining operation broke through a wall of granite in search of some diamonds or other precious gems, and found what appeared to be a road..... They followed it down for a mile or so, steeping upwards until they reached a plateau. From there they looked down and saw what appeared to be a city, or town or something, made entirely from obsidian. When the report was made to the foreman, he told Dreflin, and a group of explorers went down to investigate. Twenty went in, fully armed and with magical support, but only one made it out, an elf named Vex, he's now the town's drunkard, but we give him leeway cause he don't cause trouble, and whatever frightened him did one heck of a job..."


"You are Vex correct? We were sent to Meresh by the council's blessing to see about this city and what happened down there. We understand that it is a dangerous mission our gods have sent us on. This is why we need all the information yu have to aid us." I stand waiting for an answer..

[CountFalchiezVander]

Vex looks to Gummsh, then slowly rises to his feet, dropping the bottle, the red liquid forming a slowly enlarging pool around his weathered boots. He looks to the two individuals and furrows his eyes.

"You want to know what is in that city? Think of the darkest time of your life, when the pain was most pure, and the hatred and rage was what made you feel complete. Think of the greatest sorrow you have felt, when you believed you would be torn asunder from the anguish and grief. When you go down there, when you find what you are looking for, you will beg to your gods for those feelings once more, for they will be a paradise compared to what is instore for you....."

[shawnrc]

Listening to his story of no answers to my question irritates me some, I puff out my chest and say, "That is all a fine story Vex but, it does not answer my question Elf" I then move a step to him and continue, "Details will do, and if they serve us you will be taken care of." Kicking the draining bottle on the floor. "With more of that."

[CountFalchiezVander]

The elf laughs, loud and rather maliciously, and looks to them once more.

"You think you can take care of this husk of a shell eh? I am amused.... Still, I will give you what I can recall and then you'd best be on your way, I have memories to drown...."

He sets his jaw and rolls his neck around, and you hear a rather hollow cracking noise. He sighs and begins.

"From the entrance of the mine to the most recent excavation is about a mile, nothing spectacular there. From there you walk onto a plateau, and from that vantage you can see the city, about two or three miles away, and vast. There are dangers on that road down to the city, so be watchful, for they will no be kind to you... Once within the city, well, that is all I care to remember, but I will say this, the center leads downwards, and if you were smart, you would cover it and bury the place in rubble for eternity...."

[shawnrc]

Still hovering over the wild looking Elf, "These dangers you speak of, what are they?"

[eric]

"Yes we need more than that. Give it up." Pinvadd

[CountFalchiezVander]

The elf looks to you and smiles rather wickedly...

"You really want to know, picture this and then imagine it a thousandfold worse...."

Vex deftly sidesteps away from you and drives a small dagger produced from seemingly nowhere up into his stomach and manages to rend it about two inches from his throat. Blood spurts from the wound and his mouth, then spills onto the ground at an accelerated rate, most likely due to thinning because of alcohol. He continues to grin as he falls back, his eyes glazed over before he hits the wooden floor, and a small disc rolls from his tunic to settle at the feet of Gummsh.

[eric]

Blood spurts from the wound and his mouth, then spills onto the ground at an accelerated rate, most likely due to thinning because of alcohol.
IMMEDIATELY Cure light wounds

Heal (1d8 2=7) (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/1587610/)

And again..

Heal (1d8 2=5) (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/1587611/)

If he is still in danger I will pull out that gem, hold it over his neck and pray.

Pinvadd

[shawnrc]

Watching the blood spray from his chest does nothing to my demeanor. Still angered that the foolish little Elf can't just answer a question. As he begins to fall backwards I cast a cure light wounds on him, not wanting him to die. healing (2d8+9=17) (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/1588022/)

[CountFalchiezVander]

As you both cast the spells, you feel intense agony and fear emanating from the elf, and the curative magics flow back into you both, as if they were never cast at all ~you don't lose the spells, they simply ebb forth, then pull back in~

Pinvadd:

You whip out the gem and begin to pray over it, and you sense there is something inside, a presence, and it is drawing forth something from outside the gem, towards it.

DM Note: Make a knowledge arcana check if you have ranks in it.

[eric]

DM Note: Make a knowledge arcana check if you have ranks in it.
---

I do not

[CountFalchiezVander]

Pinvadd:

You watch as the skin pales on the dead elf, and his eyes seem to glaze over as if they were made of glass.

The barkeep comes over and squats down over the body.

"I knew he was heading this way. At least his nightmare is over. I'll send for Belthic to prepare a funeral. I suggest the rest of you get some sleep, it may be the last you get for some time if any of what he ranted about is true..."

The dwarf hangs his head and slowly saunters out to fetch Belthic.

[Anaesthesia]

Lottie who was watching the events unfold from the background, says a short prayer to Yondalla

[eric]

You whip out the gem and begin to pray over it, and you sense there is something inside, a presence, and it is drawing forth something from outside the gem, towards it..
Drop it and put it away. " I have heard this is a healing gem, it appears that it is not." Pack it away, and pray for Vex. Pinvadd

[shawnrc]

Watching the poor wretch die infront of me is a bit weird as I could do nothing to help him. Taking the advice of the barkeep I say, "I am going to head to bed and think about what just transpired and pray to Grummsh for guidance in this mission." I move off to my room.

[CountFalchiezVander]

OOC: You can each do something before the morning comes.

[shawnrc]

ooc: I am not doing anything besides sleeping and saying my prayers.

[eric]

OOC: Thought I posted already Sorry

I want to make sure the body is taken care of and cleaned and
put in good clothing for the progress of the shell and the soul to the
next life. Pinvadd

[CountFalchiezVander]

DM Note: since the rest have yet to post, they all go to bed and rest.

The following morning you awake to find your meals delivered to your bedrooms with a small envelope with Moradin's symbol upon it. After a hearty breakfast and a nice cup of tea, you open the envelope and read what is inside.

"Dear friends,

This is Belthic. It seems that we are going to be in for some interesting surprises in the depths of that ruined city. The high priest has communed with the spirit of Vex, and he hasn't stopped crying since the stars came out. Whatever is in that place is evil, in a pure form. Let us pray to our creators for the strength needed to defeat it. Then meet me in front of the mine entrance at noon."

[eric]

Be sure to be there in plenty of time. Pinvadd

[shawnrc]

Reading the letter Gummsh, sits down and begins to pray to Grummsh for power to defeat the evil that is lurking in the ruined city. Once finished he goes and meets the others at the entrance to the mine.

[CountFalchiezVander]

You all arrive at the mining entrance at the appointed time. Belthic is waiting for you with some torches and a solemn expression on his face.

"It seems that the elf could not even help us in death I am afraid. But we must press on none the less. I have seen the others yet, but they will have to catch up. One of the town's children went missing last night, and the tracks indicate something dragged him in here...."

Belthic takes a moment to pray, then heads on into the darkness..

[eric]

Belthic takes a moment to pray, then heads on into the darkness..
Join him in prayer, activate my earth sense and follow.

[shawnrc]

ooc: what is this thanks button???

Gummsh joins in a little prayer and then heads into the mine ready fora cleansing.

[CountFalchiezVander]

OOC: No idea as to the thanks button.

As you head down the long dark tunnel, Belthic begins to speak.

"IT seems that the miners are all keeping their distance from their "discovery". We have a few hours travel, and hopefully it will be quiet, but since they shut down operations, things have been reported popping in and out of the shadows."

The trail is rocky, the silence broken by only the occasional rock falling along the walls. After about an hour and a half, you all hear a strange trickling noise, almost like water trickling down the wall. Belthic stops and holds a hand up.

"There is no water in here, never has been...."

[shawnrc]

Staying ever alert to the sounds around him, Gummsh doesn't think much of the running water until Belthic tells him that there is no water source . Suddenly Gummsh whips his spear into motion standing ready to thrust it through somethings heart. "No water? We better check this out."

[eric]

Prepare to cast Bless. Pinvadd

[CountFalchiezVander]

Belthic moves towards the shadow, and holds up his torch. What is illuminated can only be described as horrific. A small boy is crucified unto the wall itself, rock shards holding him in place by the wrists. The trickling is that of blood coming from a small incision in his right leg, not near an artery, but close enough that he would bleed out before it healed....

Belthic curses and stares a moment, as if trying to figure out whether he should take the boy down or deal with the blood flow first...

[eric]

Belthic curses and stares a moment, as if trying to figure out whether he should take the boy down or deal with the blood flow first...
"Dont move him."
Change spells and CLW on him to stop the bleeding and
then look about taking him down.


clw (1d8+2=6) (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/1611016/)

[shawnrc]

Hoping that the heal staunches the blood, I see if he needs another and if he doesn't I will begin looking at a way to bring the boy down safely.

[CountFalchiezVander]

The blood flows stops, and you hear a murmur from the child as he begins to breath a little more deeply.

you all notice that the rock formations holding his wrist in place can be removed by shifting a few other rocks around.

[shawnrc]

Finding a way to remove the boy from the rock I lower him down to the ground and get something that he can lay on to make him more comfortable. "Do you need any more healing child?"

[CountFalchiezVander]

As you remove the rocks and help the boy down, he simply shivers from the blood loss and does not speak. Belthic throws a blanket from his backpack over him and thinks a moment. You all hear from the ceiling a clicking noise, almost as if the rocks were speaking. Looking up you see something that looks like a deformed halfling, with tentacle arms and black eyes. five feet away is another one, and they stare down, and strike.

~ combat thread~

[shawnrc]

Getting the tentacle from around Belthic's neck is Gummsh first concern. He then looks about while asking, "Belthic, are you okay little dwarf? I think we got rid of the nasty little things. Any idea what those things were?"

[eric]

Clean off spear and look up and around. Pinvadd

[CountFalchiezVander]

Pinvadd:

You look around, and among the bloodied creatures corpses, you spot a medallion around the ankle of the larger creature. It appears to be made of silver. Other than that you notice that you are about a hundred yards from the discovered road that leads to the strange place.

[eric]

Pinvadd: you spot a medallion around the ankle of the larger creature.
Take the medallion and show it around.

"Anyone recongize this?" Pinvadd

[mexal]

"May I have a look?"

Dariat.

[shawnrc]

Looking at the Medallion as Dariat looks at it I try to remember if I know anything of it.

[CountFalchiezVander]

DM Note: Those of you with knowledge religion may make a check on the medallion.

[shawnrc]

After taking a look at it I say ooooooo pretty medallion. 1d20+7=8 (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/1642322/)

[eric]

Kn:Reg (1d20+6=10) (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/1642605/)

[shawnrc]

ooc; that is funny lol If Dariat can't figure it out we need to carry on.

[mexal]

OOC: Better find a d20 then.... 19 do ya?

[CountFalchiezVander]

DM Note: 19 will do it, 10 Xp to ya!

As you turn the medallion over in your fingers, you realize that the figure depicted on the front is that of the God of Slaughter, and that his cult following supposedly vanished several centuries ago, after a dwarven group of adventurer's laid waste to his fortress. Yet this medallion looks newly minted, at least in the last century...

[mexal]

"Interesting... it looks like it was made recently but the symbol is that of Erythnul... and the cult died out centuries ago after some dwarves turned over the last fortress held by the god of slaughter's followers...."

Take a look at the other side.

Dariat.

[CountFalchiezVander]

The other side looks to be molded to fit into something, like a key of some sort...

[mexal]

Hold the medallion out, showing the moulding to the others.

"This may be used as some kind of key or access device to open something... a door... a chest... Might be worth us hanging on to it. What do you reckon?"

Dariat.

[shawnrc]

"Great find Dariat, I guess not all elves are that bad..." Gummsh says winking with his one eye a great reminder of whom he serves loyally. "we just need to keep on ghe look out for something that matches the mold now. I say we press on as long as Belthic is ready."

[eric]

"HHhhmmm."

[CountFalchiezVander]

Belthic nods in agreement.

"I think it will take about an hour or two to walk there, so be on your guard.."

You begin traveling down the road and about an hour and a half of quiet traveling, you come to the construction site, where it seems like quite a battle took place. The broken scaffolding and smashed tools littered about show that it was quick and brutal. Before you is a set of open doors, reaching into the cave ceiling about forty feet up. There is no sound coming other than the running streams from both stalagmites and stalactites.

[shawnrc]

Looking at all the destruction around the opening Gummsh keeps a weary eye. Peering into the doorway Gummsh tries to see if he can spot anything inside.

[eric]

Be sure to look at the overhead specifically. Pinvadd

[CountFalchiezVander]

What you see before you widens your eyes.

The road widens to accommodate carts as well as travelers, and the buildings still stand in pristine condition, the rock and wood looking as if it had never been touched by a single element. You can tell that this might be the market section, by the way the road leads into a rather open area where there are many wagons lying around. There is no sound, no smell, not a single thing out of place, save for that there is no one there... It is as if in a single moment, every being was plucked into nothingness from their routine. There is no debris, no signs of a battle. Nothing... Overhead is the mountain top, the stone icicles hanging silently, watching...

[mexal]

Marketplace? Is there merchantise laid out? (Particularly thinking of perishable items like fruit and veg...)

Dariat

[CountFalchiezVander]

Dariat:

From the distance you are to the open area it is difficult to tell what is on the cart, you would have to walk in a ways to get the specifics.

[shawnrc]

If the coast is clear Gummsh looks to the others and asks "shall we head in seems safe enough so far."

[eric]

Walk in on guard with the others.... Pinvadd

[mexal]

I shall walk in a ways, then.

Dariat

[CountFalchiezVander]

I will need a marching order, Belthic is at the rear. Plus I will need Will Saves

~mwahahahahahahaha~

[shawnrc]

OOC: LOL

Gummsh will lead the way my will save is 1d20+6=19 (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/1652404/)

[mexal]

Think I'm in the lead.

Dariat

OOC: Dice... where are my dice... um... 11 total (ouch!)

[eric]

will (1d20+7=15) (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/1653482/)

[CountFalchiezVander]

Gummsh, Pinvadd and Belthic:

A wave of uneasiness passes over you as you walk through the doors, like someone just skirted walking on your graves.

Dariat:

You feel like an icy had has clutched your heart. Terror grips you as you walk into the city, and really have the inclination to turn and walk away, and by walk, I mean run screaming into the dark

What you see before you is not what you saw a moment ago. You are indeed in a market square, and there is horror all around you. Bodies of women and children brutally butchered lie in the carts and wagons. Merchants missing limbs and heads are hanging over their wares. The sign post in the center has several bodies hanging from it, their legs missing. Almost everything there is destroyed save for a small stand that has several objects shining in the torchlight. Standing near it is a tiny flying thing, its wings leathery and a barbed tail. On the ground next to it is a mass of rotted flesh which pulsates. It has a humanoid head, what once might have been elven. They do not seem to notice you, though you can tell the flying thing is looking rather anxious.

[mexal]

Stop in my tracks trying not to gibber.

"E...evil... Corellion protect me."

(Make the equivalent religious gesture to crossing myself.)

Pull myself together and continue into the area. I don't like this one little bit...

Dariat

[shawnrc]

What you see before you is not what you saw a moment ago. You are indeed in a market square, and there is horror all around you. Bodies of women and children brutally butchered lie in the carts and wagons. Merchants missing limbs and heads are hanging over their wares. The sign post in the center has several bodies hanging from it, their legs missing. Almost everything there is destroyed save for a small stand that has several objects shining in the torchlight. Standing near it is a tiny flying thing, its wings leathery and a barbed tail. On the ground next to it is a mass of rotted flesh which pulsates. It has a humanoid head, what once might have been elven. They do not seem to notice you, though you can tell the flying thing is looking rather anxious.
ooc: Is this what we all see?

[CountFalchiezVander]

You can also see several streets that veer off from the market square, and the slaughter is abundant there as well.

[shawnrc]

ooc: ughhhh nasty!!!

Looking down the marketplace Grummsh sees the massacre that is before him. For the first time anyone looking upon his face would see disgust. I can't beleive such disaster could be possible. If the others seen this sight then no wonder why they went running! Seeing the flying creature above the pile of pulsating flesh Grummsh stops the others and points to them what he sees and whispers what it is incase they are unable to see. "There is a winged creature over there looking like it wants to cause a little more death. There is also something below it that if not for the head I would say is a pile of flesh from someone."

ooc: How far away are they?

[CountFalchiezVander]

DM Note: The creatures are forty feet away.

[shawnrc]

OOC: I totally missed your response here lol

Hunching down to speak quitely Gummsh says, "I say we take them by suprise, either of you have any ranged spells at your disposal?"

ooc: I am assuming it is an evil outsider so correct me if I am wrong.

[CountFalchiezVander]

DM Note: you can make a knowledge the planes check to see if you know anything at all about them...

[Deacon]

Seeing the others already entering the marketplace Thibbledorf knows from past experiences inside the market that something bad is going to happen. He hurries down and into the area spotting the others off to the side looking at something down the street. Moving with as much stealth that is possible for someone armored as he is he makes his way to the others.

Hearing them whisper something about spells he whispers as loud as he can without projecting his voice too much, "I am sorry I am late, Belthic is always in quite a hurry. So what we looking at?" Taking a glance out Thibbledorf sees the creatures and scratches his beard. "Doesn't look like anything I know, best we just kill it, it looks evil enough."

[CountFalchiezVander]

Belthic smiles to the young dwarf.

"Bout time, didn't your father ever teach you punctuality?"

He smiles touches his shoulder, nodding at his own joke.

[shawnrc]

Grummsh looks to the new dwarf and grins at the armor this dwarf has. Don't think I'd like to grapple with this dwarf. He then whispers what do you have for those. With that Grummsh points to the flying creature and blob of flesh 40ft away. "I have a ray that will help us as an initial attack. I say we rush them in suprise."

[Deacon]

Thibbledorf looks at himself and then back upto Grummsh and says, ''I can summon up a creature of my own or bless us and then just do my best by jumping into them and tearing them apart.''

[shawnrc]

Grummsh gives an eerie looking grin then says, "Summon your creature right next to them 2 things and i will cast my spell also. Belthic, Dariat, and Prinvadd you do your best to cause havoc too. We are going to hit them hard and fast." With that Grummsh begins a low chant and then calls light into existance. It envelopes his hand and as he points to the winged creature and 2 rays comes shooting forth. Ranged touch attack (1d20+4=24) (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/1688101/) ranged touch confirm crit (1d20+4=10) (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/1690615/) Watching as the rays hit the creature doing damage no save! (4d6=20) (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/1688111/) evil outsider damage no save (4d6=12) (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/1690620/)

[Deacon]

Deciding to summon up some of his favorite creatures Thibbledorf begins speaking a weird language and grabbing things from a pouch and tossing them to the ground. As he finishes he looks up and sees Grummsh's hands looking golden with light and 2 rays spring forth streaking towards the winged creature. With his spell finished 3 celestial badgers pop up next to the blob and winged creature bearing their teeth and ready to do their masters bidding.

[mexal]

"Right."

Deep breath. Cast protection from evil as I run forward yelling like a banshee...

Dariat

[CountFalchiezVander]

DM Note: So I don't have to do the math, the creatures are evil outsiders, and ranged touch attacks can indeed crit. Have fun.

You hear a scream from both Dariat and the winged creature... It hits the ground and looks up, then screeches once more, and both start towards the group, fiery eyes blazing towards you.

~Battle Thread~

[shawnrc]

ooc: now that was a long battle!!!!

Twisting his spearhead one last time in the fleshy mass Gummsh pulls it out with the gore still attached. "Let us pray that not all the creatures are as difficult to kill in here as this one was. You fight well oh pointy one. Grummsh loves warriors and you have the look of one. Anyone get too injured in that scrape?"

[mexal]

"Who, me? Just don't like evil things... and whatever it was got in the way of our investigation. I.. oh, well, thank you."

Dariat, looking a bit flustered at being complimented on something I actually don't like doing very much!

[CountFalchiezVander]

As you all try to figure out what is going on in this place, you manage to find the following items amongst the bodies and demonic things:

200 gp, a gold ring that is inlaid with silver, a small vial with the symbol of Moradin, the hammer, which you realize is made of pure silver, and a longsword also made of silver.

You can decide where to go as the two dwarves contemplate the vial.

[eric]

"We need to head what ever direction that will take us down I bet."

Is there a tallish building that I can climb to look around?

<OOC> is this the same day as we found the child and I used my
spell then? As I would like to CLW myself and know where I am.

Pinvadd

[Deacon]

"What do ye have there?" Thibbledorf looks at the vial of fluid. Spotting the symbol of Moradin it catches his eyes. "Let me have a look at that." Thibbledorf goes into a low rumble of praying and cassts detect magic. ooc: want me to roll something to check it out?

[CountFalchiezVander]

OOC: knowledge arcana check will suffice for identifying the vial. Also, one could stand on one of the ancient stalls and see a fair distance down several of the avenues the branch from the square.

Also you may use a CLW if needed there Pinvadd.

[mexal]

"Is anyone able to use a hammer... I mean, properly. Because I don't know how so I'd better give it to someone who does."

Dariat.

[CountFalchiezVander]

Belthic nods to Dariat's inquiry, and speaks up.

"I am familiar with using the hammer my dear elf, both as a tool and a weapon. If it is alright with you, perhaps we can make some kind of arrangement. Which weapon does Corellion feel you are suited for?"

[eric]

Also, one could stand on one of the ancient stalls and see a fair distance down several of the avenues the branch from the square.

After curing himself

Also you may use a CLW if needed there Pinvadd.
clw (1d8+2=5) (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/1731842/)

Pinvadd will climb up and look around.

Pinvadd

[Deacon]

Thibbledorf looks again at the vial thinking back to his studies. 1d20+7=27 (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/1732359/) Knowledge Arcana check. A little light goes off in his head. "I think I know what this is." He says exhuberantly to Belthic.

[CountFalchiezVander]

OOC: that is 10 Xp for the check and you know it is a potion of protection from Evil.

Looking around, you can see two of the avenues lead off to housing districts, while a third leads to what could either be a temple or city hall, the structure not being the most intact.

[mexal]

"Here you go..." Give the hammer to Belthic.

"As for me, my best weapon blessed by Corellion is the one between my ears. I'm not really a fighter at heart. There is no need for formal trading - we are all in this together and must use our combined resources as appropriate."

Dariat

[Deacon]

ooc: was anything else magical? Thx for the xp :)

"Dariat, perhaps this sword will better suit and elf." Thibbledorf hands him the silver sword. "I be using my hammer, it seemed to do damage when I put me mind to it."

[eric]

Looking around, you can see two of the avenues lead off to housing districts, while a third leads to what could either be a temple or city hall, the structure not being the most intact.
"Temples that way lets go."
Climb down and head that way.

Pinvadd

[shawnrc]

Hearing that there is a temple down there Gummsh's ears perk up some and tries to see what they are talking about. Just then Prinvadd bounces down from his perch and heads down the hill. "Wait up little one, don't be getting yourself into trouble before someone can help you out."

[eric]

"Wait up little one, don't be getting yourself into trouble before someone can help you out."
"I figgered you all would follow, come on, it might be a city administration building instead don't get your senses in a uproar." Pinvadd

[CountFalchiezVander]

Belthic nods and looks to the group.

"Whatever it is, it will at least give us some cover and hopefully some information on at least what this place was, if not what happened to it."

He moves to follow Pinvadd.

[mexal]

Follow along, looking at the silver longsword.

Dariat.

[CountFalchiezVander]

You all walk along the street, astonished at amount of violence that must have occurred in this city. Bodies are strewn about and weapons rusting with age. What you can't seem to find is any evidence of what killed them, the weapons and seem to be in the people only. Many look as if they had been gnawed upon.
you finally come to the building, and realize that it must be a library of some sorts, books torn and molding lying about the steps leading up. The iron doors are open, rusted with age and the silence is unsettling.

[eric]

The iron doors are open, rusted with age and the silence is unsettling.
In what language isthe books we can read if any? Pinvadd

[shawnrc]

Gummsh will keep his eye looking for things that may be out of place or other dangers.

[CountFalchiezVander]

It appears that from what is still legible, the books are in an ancient dialect of dwarven still taught in the schools, but not spoken as the common tongue. You gets pieces of the history of the city, their culture, some blueprints for weapon and armor smithing, and some famous names. It is dark inside the building, so you will have to enter to get a better grip on what it looks like.

[eric]

Wait for everyone to arrive and ask:

"So how are we going in?"

Pinvadd

[mexal]

"There are BOOKS in there..."

I sound a bit surprised that anyone might not want to go.

Dariat

[CountFalchiezVander]

Belthic looks to Dariat.

"Going in would be a good enough idea, but we must be careful, whatever did this might be inside as well, lurking in the shadows or behind the shelves."

The dwarf goes up to the door and peers inside as cautiously as possible.

[Deacon]

With a hrrrumph Thibbledorf goes up alongside Belthic and says, "there may very well be something inside but, that ain't stopping us. It'll be fun splatting another bad guy and make it so we can make this place ours again!"

[mexal]

Walk in and have a look around.

Dariat.

[eric]

Walk in with Dariat. Pinvadd

[CountFalchiezVander]

Walking into the building in this order: Dariat, Pinvadd, Thibbledorf and Belthic.

As you enter the husk of a building, you can see that this was indeed a library, but not just any library, this was a temple to Boccob, from your studies you know him as the God of knowledge, one of the few deities that was allowed minor access to Althalous. However, this place has seen better days. Many of the shelves are overturned, the books scattered about, torn and moldy. Tables are cracked and chairs are thrown about. The only thing intact seems to be the central counter where one would ask for assistance from the librarians or priests, as the case may be. You look up and see this goes on for several floors, and there are several doors you can see once your vision adjusts, one right on ahead of you, two on the left and another on the right. Stairs are on either side of the circulation desk.

DM Note: For mapping purposes, condiser this one large room measuring 60 feet by 60 feet, the desk and stairs are 15 feet in, everything else is behind that

[shawnrc]

Gummsh watching as the others enter the building decides it best if he were to follow. Upon seeing the place in its disarray Gummsh wonders if anything in this whole city is still intact. "So we going to look around?" Gummsh says in a loud voice not caring if anything is listening.

[shawnrc]

ooc: we still good here?

[eric]

OOC: Waiting for others to post
Poke around at the books looking for interesting items, checking for recent
activity. Pinvadd

[CountFalchiezVander]

Pinvadd, as you scour about the books and overturned furnishings, you get the odd feeling you are not completely alone in here. You turn and see Belthic looking at you, and his eyes inform you he has the same feeling. You find most of the items are covered in mold or dust, but there is a table that seems right side up in the furthest corner back, with several books upon it.

DM Note: Which languages do you read?

[eric]

DM Note: Which languages do you read?
Gnome, Common, Orc

Head for the table.

Pinvadd

[mexal]

I too am poking about to see what's there.

Dariat