Zephys runs past the dead guard on the ground and the one near the doorway, swiftly getting out of the prison cell. The guard tried desperately to prevent him from advancing, having his sword connect on his side. Drawing a small amount of crimson that donned his now not so new clothes.
Eryan moves around the guard as he is distracted by Zephys. Moving to flank for the others. He gestures and calls out divine power against the guard.
Round 3
Vlad takes the sword 2 handed and swings hard at the guard..
But is a bit overzealous in his swing and goes wide..
The weapon within the guards hands grew hot. Hot as the pits of hell. He was too worried about the ever approaching mob of convicts to realize it right away. He smelt a familiar smell, a smell he had smelt before...Burning flesh. "ARHAG!" He screamed aloud in absolute agony. His sword dropped to his feet as he grabbed is twice burnt hand. He looked around in horror of what torture would become of him if he stayed. He looked for an exit...for help.
The guard then clamored around the current mob of people surrounding him and tried to climb down the stairs.
Vlad takes the swing..
And connects hard, taking the guards head from his shoulders.. After the body falls he pounces on the headless body and starts to drink blood.. Its been to many days for him withstand the urge..
Kharn runs after the guard, and tries to stab him once in the back.
"Come back and play Allan!"
As the dagger sinks into Allan's back Kharn grins.
Kharn picks up the dead guard's sword, and tosses the dagger to Eryan. He completely, and utterly ignores the vampire currently feeding on a guard.
"Well now's the time to get Grumblejack out, and somebody should help the wizard."
Kharn walks over to the unconscious guard, and holds the sword to his throat.
"Anybody need, or want this guy alive?"
His blood thirst sated, for now, Vlad begins striping the man of his armor and looks around for a set of keys..
"Ok so what now? I personally want Blackerly's head for this brand i have now.. We should kill everyone here.. Thoughts?" Not waiting for a response he dons the armor and picks up a shield..
He looks over to Kharn.. "Kill him.."
The room is silent, the last few tumbles of Allan's head eerily echo ever so slightly. All that remain are the corpses of one absolutely dead guard and the corpse of another one bleeding out.
A total list of what you will find:
- 2 Chain Shirts
- 2 Heavy Steel Shields
- 2 Longswords (One wielded by Vlad)
- 2 Leather Clubs
- 2 Longbows with 40 arrows in total
- 2 similar looking keys
The room you are in is pretty sparse for details, there are a flight of stairs leading down, along with a single table and two chairs. The guards must have spent their time here bored out of their mind, because of the lack of features. There is a door to the east, and a very large section of chimney to the south. You also notice a ring of keys hanging upon the wall.
Kharn picks up the chain shirt from the guard lying on the ground, unconscious, and then he smiles. Kharn walks over to a cell dragging the guard with him. He tries to open the door using one of the keys, and if it works he places the guard inside of the cell, and locks it. He then walks over, and tries to see if he can open the door to Grumblejack's cell using the same key.
When the second guard falls Eryan walks ovet under the floating horn and directs it to land in his hand then places it on the table. He takes the offered dagger with a nod and walks back into the other room.
"We need information from him first. Chain him up in the cell and we'll see what we can get out of him."
He looked at the fallen Zephys. He is still alive... for now...
"Well now lets get Grumblejack out and see whats he's made of.. Does anyone have the ability to heal Zephys.."
Kharn somehow manages to put things back the way their supposed to go?
Argan lets the kids take the spoil, but then he sees they need some coordination. He moves to the unconscious guard, finish him with a deeper cut on his throat, then takes the dagger and start making a fast cut onto the body's cheeks, and end's up with the body's jaw in his hand. He gives no explanation, but after Vladamir finishes his meal he asks him to do the same to the body.
"Vladamir, since you're using a shield you can't use the longsword in a two-handed grip, but I can, so I would like to use it." - He offers the dagger in his hand to the damphir in return.
"Kharn, please handle me those keys, we need to know what are they for."
"Also, well done everyone, but I need to speak with you before you do anything stupid. Have I told you all of us have a meeting after we leave this cursed place? If not, here's the deal. We cannot easily survive out there alone. There are people who will help us, and their goals seems to be the same as ours: Revenge. So, stick together, all five of us, but I'll get us a new friend." - he speaks this last sentence in a lower voice, to avoid the Ogre from hearing it, then he resumes - "Someone help Zephys to his feet. Heal him if you can, he may help us." Argan approaches the fallen man and retrieves his Silk. Then begins moving into the jail once again.
After being reminded that they needed all five of them to survive and reach this strange meeting place Eryan kneels near Zephys and attempts to heal him.
He hasn't proved very useful yet. Why waste your magic on such?
"Are you worried about ghosts?"
Eryan uses the dagger to cut off the remaining rags from his body and change into the new clothes provided for him by the strange benefactors.
"What else of use do we have on the veil?
"Ghosts? You're asking me? Don't be stupid. We still have a Window, yes gentleman, a window, and some rope."
"Just curious as to your reason for mutilating the guard."
Kharn smiles at Argan as he flips the keys towards him
"Sure, they don't work on Grumblejack's prison, but who knows what else they might unlock. And good job preventing any clerics from talking to the dead guards using spells to find out what they know."
Kharn walks over to Eryan, and offers him one of the heavy shields.
"You seem to be like a cleric, so this might help you out."
Kharn then picks up a longbow, and 20 arrows.
"We should maybe check outside first. I don't want to use the window if we happen to be in a basement, or if we happen to be 100 ft. up in a tower."
Argan looks astonished at Kharn, wondering if there was more than met the eye or if it was just beginner's luck. Of course he had thought of all that, but him? A scholar disguised as a savage? Could it be?
"I am no learned cleric. Just a lowly follower of Asmodeus. According to the spirits I am part of one of his prophecies, an oracle of things to come, directing the winds of change. In what way I have no idea. I thought it wasn't true but now that we are escaping... perhaps I am starting to believe it."
He takes the shield for now. It would help protect him if they came up against any more soldiers.
Kharn notices Argan's look.
"When you take slaves you learn pretty quick how to cover your tracks, and you learn just what a cleric can do. He was following us after we raided a farm, and I killed the farmer inside. He ended up catching our band as we were going away from a fresh camp site. Unfortunately for him the dead were as omniscient as he thought they were. Luckily for me, people pay well for a cleric to torture."
"Good for you. I can see why they could be interested in each one of us. First, there's the matter of the window. I know this window cannot be used more than once, so once we set it on place it's wasted. We're in the second floor of a building, but I think we should scout some more downstairs, get some more weapons and then try to escape."
Also, I believe most of the guards are human, the majority of the population. Thus they cannot see in the dark, and if we light the lantern we will be visible. Is any of you capable of guiding us through the corridors if they are not lit?" - he looks at the vampire and the drow.
Argan takes the two matching keys and the set on the wall and moves to the Ogre's cell. He will try to use all of the keys to open the cell, and if they do not work he will pick the lock. He believes the matching set is meant to release the Ogre, but is not sure.
You know from the same document as the one referencing the veil itself, referenced that once in place that the window could not be removed and reused. It fuses itself to the object it initially applied itself to.
If Kharn can he will head over, and try to climb up the chimney to get a look at the prison.
Argan tries the ring of keys after fiddling with the single keys that were on the guards. Finally after swinging through about five keys on the ring the door opened into the cage of the beastly ogre.
The ogre stood up at tall as he could while the chains contained him. "Grumblejack never doubted the little 'uns break out. Grumblejack little mad about having no one left to kill. Will little 'un let Grumblejack out? Grumblejack sees you have the ring of keys. Grumblejack promise not to hurt the funny looking little 'uns. Grumblejack wants revenge, and blood of stupid Blackerly" The ogre spat as he said the name.
Zephys nods weakly in thanks to Eryan as he regains consciousness. He tries to gather himself over the next few moments as the others plan. Hearing discussion about the window he thinks back to his studies.
"That window... You can only use it once. Once placed it cannot be removed. Perhaps we should save it until we need it."
He reaches down and picks up a club from the fallen guard and hefts it.
Inside the cell Argan spends a while fiddling with the ring of keys, as if looking for the correct one, but he is just gaining time so the Ogre could answer his question.
"I said I would free you, so I will. But tell me Grumblejack, how did you get captured?"
Grumblejack shifts in discomfort, he then says in a low tone "Grumblejack got careless. Grumblejack got taken to prison for being Highway Orge. Grumblejack didn't want to go to prison, so Grumblejack killed the first three little 'uns that wanted to take Grumblejack to prison. Grumblejack thought he was free, then more little 'uns came, almost a dozen. Grumblejack not strong enough for a dozen. So Grumblejack saw black, next thing Grumblejack know Grumblejack in prison. Grumblejack thought he would be dead by now, but Grumblejack still alive. Grumblejack not know why. Grumblejack don't care, Grumblejack embarrassed that Grumblejack got captured by little 'uns. Grumblejack want to kill the little 'uns that kept hurting him." With that statement he shakes any emotion away and you see a calming fury wash over his eyes. "Grumblejack want to squish Blackerly."
Vladamir looks to Argan.. "You are correct, i cannot wield this 2 handed and use a shield, but i did not plan too.. Sword and shield is my main fighting style.." He then looks away, not handing over the longsword..
"I say we keep our element of surprise and try to stay stealthy heading downstairs.. I can see in the dark just fine, as im sure Eryan can.. With that in mind leave the lantern of for now.."
Listening to Kharn.. "Wall all the way around you say? Figures.. Why not save the window to get out of the wall easily? Although if I have my way everyone will be dead and we can simply walk outa here.."
Kharn jumps back down and tells the others about the layout.
"Or find a way that doesn't require the use of the window. That way if our 'benefactor' tries to hide something from us we have a way in. I also want to go to that tower to pay a nice 'visit' to the warden."
"Ah yes.. The warden deff needs to be paid a visit.."
"We all want to squish Blackerly's head. He has been very mean, he has hurt all of us, and we will get our revenge." He gets one step closer, lowering his voice even more, as if telling him a secret. "But you know they are dangerous when there is a pack. If we fight one or two at a time we can kill all the guards of this place, but if we make a wrong move they will come like ants, swarming over us, and then we're doomed! You're a smart big'un, so you know that better than I do. We will need to keep to the shadows and make no noise at all, I know how they work, so maybe I'll ask you to do something you may not agree, but you must control your rage and do as I say, so we can get a sweeter vengeance. Will you follow me, my friend?"
Argan waits for his answer, and if he doesn't consider the Ogre an imminent threat he will try to free him. While he's working on the locks he asks:
"How long have you been here, by the way?"
"I like option two. We already have two bows, and we have people that can see in the dark. We have an advantage over the guards here, and I think we should use it. In either case let's make sure to destroy any more corpses we create before leaving this place."
Kharn drags the bodies into the interrigation room, and shuts the door. He doesn't worry too much about the bloodstains since Vladamir stopped the only major one in the room from even forming.
Vlad responds to Agnar.. "Pretty sure the guards are all familiar with one another in this place, but its a good idea.. Ill give it a try.. If we can't catch em off guard than let me try and talk em closer to us before attacking with the bows.. Lets go.. Eryan, up front with me plz.." With that Vlad heads down the stairs, slowly and quietly as possible..
Grumblejack continues his conversation in a quite tone, well as quiet as an ogre can go. Which is near low growl.
"Grumblejack understand, as long as Grumblejasck only bash little 'uns when you's say. Grumblejack is not the best at sneaking but Grumblejack will do his best.|
You also notice several gashes upon Grumblejack that seem superficial at best, not enough to take down the ogre but enough to cause considerable pain.
"Just pay attention Big'un, if I raise a closed fist like this" - he shows it to the Ogre - "try not to move, I'll change the sign when we can proceed. You're a smart one, by the way."
"I'm for option two, as well. These cretins need to be shown the error of their ways."