“Huh? I don’t get it … where’s this place? Through that door back there?”
"Yes. They've been in and out of there. Jag Doom...in there..."
She shows you this....
"They went to this big place."
If you scroll down the page, there's a side-to-side scroll near the bottom; it's kinda big.
“Hang on … isn’t that where Altai wandered off to? And the big bad’s in there too? Damn stupid wizard,” Beldan sighs. “Guess we better get in there after him…”
Got about 1,450 xp each; includes Altai.
Loot shortly....
Huzzah!
Loot...
spellbook...
3=fireball,fly
2=false life, invisibility, web
1=exped retreat, mage armor, ray enfeeb, mgc missile
Huzzaher!
Sweeeeeet.....hey, there's some groovy artwork on that main page--C. A. Smith inspired stuff;...
<Stig looks around for something to drink.>
Stiggy looks at the map; starts to remember dreams.....dreams he had forgotten...deja vou....
<Looking at the map.>
"Cognac."
<Stig looks around for something to drink.>
Stiggy sees a clay bottle; looks like this....
There's a hole in the head of the thing; smells like cognac.
<Looking at the map.>
"Cognac."
Dude. That's just freaking eerie. I was posting the same thing at the same time. I DID NOT look at your post.
Eff this. I'm not messing with Tsathoggua ever again.
<Takes a sip.>
"Aaahhhnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn. Aye."
Stiggy:
The dwarf swigs the cognac. When he takes a break he burps;...it sounds oddly froglike.
Altai's starting to relax as the Amber princeling talks about magical coolant and extraplanar recipes. "Recipe from another world? Fascinating! Would it be possible to talk to your chef? I could probably build a magical contraption that could cook this fabulous dish. I only need... Hmmmmm..... <blah blah>
ALTAI:
"Ah, yes; maybe it might be possible to give your complements to the chef..."
You're bailing tomorrow, right? Like about a week or so?
GAMER CRUISE!!!! Savage Tide!!! WOOT
nothing to see; move along now..
(I gotta crash)
<Takes another swig.>
"Aaaaayyyyyyyyyyyye,"
<Tucks it into his bag.>
"Humph!" She says to Riese, and shoots daggers at him with her eyes.
She smiles at Elgan though. "Keep the red stuff INSIDE, shiftyelf, not OUTSIDE."
Elgan grins back.
"Ah duz mah best Dahlin', But wit' dis crowd, it aint easy Chere'!"
Elgan looks at the others as they look at the map and discover that teh 'Big Bad' is through that same door that Altai took, for some unknown reason,...
"Yah, dat cain't be guud. Er mebbe it is? Least-wise we don' need tah go off serachin fer 'im, heck, he might even have it taken care of bah now! Right?!?" He asks hopefully.
< Looking at Stiggy >
“What – what the hell? Where did you find alcohol? And … are you alright?”
"Aaaayyyyyyyyyyyyye. Jest dandy."
Elgan raises a fine elvish eyebrow at Stig, and glances at Beldan.
"Be a firs' tahm fer evert'ing chere'." He says enigmatically, giving one last, worried glance at STiggy.
"Ah duz mah best Dahlin', But wit' dis crowd, it aint easy Chere'!"
She gives you a stern look; shaking her finger at you...
"Dootdootdootdootdoot! Try. Harder!"
"Ah duz mah best Dahlin', But wit' dis crowd, it aint easy Chere'!"She gives you a stern look; shaking her finger at you...
"Dootdootdootdootdoot! Try. Harder!"
Elgan looks momentarily abashed, at least as abashed as he can look with a big grin on his face. But he hangs his head and says softly,
"Yas Ma'am."
"Hmmph!" and then she's off to heal and scold the next unfortunate casualty.
"Ooooo! Much bigger in here than on outside. How they fit all this in here? Me no like this place, lots of bad magic. Me say we go and - oh, brandy, nice." <slurp>
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The fairy princess scolds you too; you notice she stays more than a five foot step away..
"Little bigbig! Shoosh your scary talk! You're not scared, you think this is funny. You might scare shifty elf though, you little big meany!!!"
Her left hand is on her hip, and her right hand is shaking that index finger at you so sternly it might fly off like a javelin from an atlatl.
“So, um, how did you get mixed up in this?” Beldan asks the fairy, seeing that none of his companions seem to have a pressing desire to go and rescue Altai.
"These mean bigthings," she motions toward the recently dispached hobgoblins, "they...killed....my nice bigthing friends. So they saw I could patch them up; and they decide I can patch them up too. So, I did so.
As long as I patched them up I was safe."
She looks sad, about to cry.
"I miss my friends."
<Stig looks for a place to sit down and relax as the warmth passes through him.>
Where is Altai, now? We must ensure his continued wellness! Let's find our stalwart companion, gentlemen.
Where is Altai, now? We must ensure his continued wellness! Let's find our stalwart companion, gentlemen.
Elgan shakes himself, as if awakening from a dream, and shifts into a wolf.
He gives the fairy princess a big canine thank you, then goes to the door that Altai exited through and sniffs around. He looks back at the others and nods,...
“Yeah, let’s go.” Beldan gathers up his various dropped weapons and the map from the fairy, and follows Elgan to the door.
It's a door, wood; like any other door at cursory inspection.
The handle is cool.
It opens into a courtyard, with brick groundwork. This place was not seen in the trailer park. This should not be at all.
A wide stair rises to a doorway; you are aligned as if on the left corner of a great and regal manse.
Green-tinged mist wallows at the low wall of the small courtyard.
Metal cagework fence is all that keeps the mist at bay.
The sun does not betray the time of day through the mist.
Elgan-turned-wolf looks around at the courtyard, the sun behind the misty air, and the odd green-tinged mist held back only by a metal fence and possibly wishful thinking. He sniffs, whines, and says,
"Rut-roh Raggy!"
With his wolfeyes he should be able to appreciate a sun of some kind.
He does not.
Gittik looks round. "Where this all before? Me no see in swamp. This bad magic. Me need more brandy."
He looks at the door. "What up there?"
"Rut-roh Raggy!"
"Ruh rusual rouble."
"Me need more brandy."
"Have a nip o' this laddy."
<Passes him the cognac.>
<Sniffs the air.>
"I can smell more inside."
<Stig pushes his way through the door.>
When Stiggy enters the door, his drunk immediately goes away.
Also, the aches from battle, the nicks and cuts and strains, all are gone. He can feel ozone in the wind.
“Whoa. That’s … weird,” says Beldan, looking around. He takes out the map. “So are we here?” he asks, stabbing his finger at the number 1 area.
She shows you this....
"They went to this big place."
If you scroll down the page, there's a side-to-side scroll near the bottom; it's kinda big.
Yeah; pretty much #1. Though I've apparently jacked around with the description a small bit.
...his drunk immediately goes away...
"Crap!"
<Stig grabs the cognac back from Gittik and take a couple of more pulls.>
It's warming in the wet chill that pervades the courtyard.
“Hmmm … I wonder if we can sell tickets to that doorway, once we’re done here,” muses Beldan. “Quick hangover cure… but anyway, we’re here for Altai now … I guess he woulda gone through that door?”
The young rogue shrugs and heads towards the door. Is it open? If not, he’ll begin searching it for traps, then see if its locked.
There don't appear to be any traps on the doorway. It is a massive double door, each board carved in an ornate flourished rococo, with a pair of massive gilded handles. In the center, divided by both doors, a large shielded coat of arms--extremely embellished and complex, the centerpiece is a knight on a rearing unicorn.