Dungeon Master Heathy's Carrion Crown
Game Master Heathansson

"I suspect you are correct Rholf. However, we can hope that they will be understanding in light of the circumstances." Edwin says without a trace of irony or sarcasm. The look o his face tells that he doesn't believe that himself.

"Judging by the time it took to get here in the first place, take the time it will take our guide to return, gather his fellows, and return here, subtract time for their extra energy due to the excitement of the situation,... I think we have enough time to exhume these graves, but we'll need to hurry." Edwin says decisively.

Per: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (6) + 12 = 18

Good for another +2 at least :)

BTW all, I'm heading to New Orleans for the weekend, gonna attend Mechacon and play some games! :)

Unfortunately this means I will not have internet access till Sunday at the earliest. And I'll probably be too tired to even think about catching up till Monday. :)

Have a nice Weekend! :D

Enjoy!

Have fun!

"So, who brought a shovel?"

Y'all found a shovel, in the boat.

You.......dig down 6 foot on the first grave and hit coffin.
The villagers still aren't back yet.

Do you open the coffin?

Huzzah!

"What are we expecting to find?"

Before we open the coffin, Larissa will say a prayer to Pharasma.

Do you open it? Who opens it?

Um,.....up to two can be in the hole.

Castle will climb down. He mutters, "My lady, forgive us if disturb an innocent for no good purpose."

He will wait to know the others' intentions before proceeding. Larissa shakes her head and moves back a step when he looks around inquiringly.

Right on.

looks on with baited breath

Dungeonmaster Rule #452: every time a coffin is opened, it must be played to the max for suspense......

milk run. back in an hour.

Huzzzah!

Huzzzzah!

"What are we expecting to find?"

"Answers my dear. Only answers." Edwin replies calmly, offhandedly making the sign of Pharasma's blessing as he watches intently.

See you in a few days! :)

A cool wind blows. The swamp grows silent.

And mist seems to curl about the trees in the murky mire.

nitey nite!

Rholf climbs down into the hole to help Castiel open the coffin.

Castiel heaves the coffin lid off. It heaves with an awesome creaking and snapping as he frees the nails from the lid to the coffin;.....there's a cloud of dust.

The interior of the coffin smeared with blood perhaps, body fluids on the floor of the coffin; but bereft of a corpse.

Huzzzzah!!!

Huzzzzzah!

off to the bookstore......back in a couple hours.

Huzzahr!

What next?

Huzzah!

The swamp grows noisy again, with bullfrogs announcing their presence all about.

football time....huzzah!

Rholf suggests making some quick notes about the condition of the grave, then split into two groups, one of which digs on the next grave while the other group works on filling it back in.

Right on.

The second grave, about 20 minutes later,......empty as well.

Halftime...huzzzah!

GO GATORS!!! HUZZAH!

back in a couple hours.

Move on to the next grave, Mr. DM...

You guys start digging; ten minutes later the bullfrogs shush. You hear many people talking excitedly, and can see a small flotilla of swampboats headed your way. The swampers approach nigh.....

"We go get some EATS!!!"

Huzzah!!!!!!

nitey nite!!!!!

Huzzzah!!!

"Hey! Wut are ya'll doing?"

Huzzzahhhh!!

Huzzzarr!

back in 2-3 hours

Huzzah!!!!!!!

Rholf looks at Edwin, panting... "You're up, sir. You have the rapport with them." He grins.

They start disembarking on the western shore of the island. About 25 villagers.

The "star witness," Big Daddy, comes up on the party with four men; the others head for the gator and start carving.

"They's diggin up th' cemetary! That's ruder than all gitout!"

"The prolly got their reasons...."

Big Daddy scowls.

"Wut th hell's goin on there!"

Nitey nite!

Alinya stands on the edge of a swampy grave and explains, as if to small children, "We saw that the graves had been disturbed. Fearing the worst we checked one of the coffins, and found that the body has been removed. Do you know who might have desecrated these graves?"

You imagine that she doesn't spend much time with small children.

She tries to send Edwin a telepathic hint: Translate!

Edwin awakens from the stupor of his player being absent,...

"We wuz checkin' deh rest o' deh areuh, an saw sum graves wuz opin! We wuz startin' teh fill 'em back in an' pay ur reespec's, an' we foun' dat deh bodees ur missin! Anee ideer who wuuld dew sech a t'ing?"

"Besides you and yours here;.....nope." says one of the guys with Big Daddy.

"Aw, cmon; wut the hell would these guys want with our dearly departed? It don't make no sense," says another one.

"Ferr some f@&*in reason I trust you lot. Go ahead on, do what you need to do here.

Feel free to not tell me anything. I don't cotton to the notion of gettin this here trial tainted like."

He turns to his peeps;

"Yall leave these here boys alone. They done gave you the biggest damn gator feast you ever had; you let them do their work. Yall got a big bull gator to see to butcherin, and I'm hungry as all getout!"

They all kinda see to the gator at that point.....

then to Edwin;
"Lemme know if y'all need anything."

And Big Daddy walks over to the gator, unless you all need something....