Monster Hill (Inactive)

Game Master lordzack

Scorn raises an eyebrow at Ranorel's actions but makes no comments on it. "So where to now?" she instead asks

[ooc]You know instead of going after the chest in the previous room you've been told is empty and know is trapped, you could check out the chest in this room?[ Sorry, if I didn't make it clear that there were two chests./ooc]

"Lan, why are you staring at the trapped chest? Oh did I ask you to? I'm sorry, I ment to ask if you would check to see if this chest is trapped too."

@Monster Master: I had no idea!

Ok, I'm just going to move things along here. In fact I was mistaken, there is actually more than one container in the room, not just one chest. Five chests contain many rolls of linen, 2 barrels are filled with salt, and a small chest is filled with 13 gp, 20 sp & 30 cp.

I'm going to bring some of the salt. as much salt as you'll allow.

O_o the salt... expecting slimes are we?

Onnam wasn't really sure the men they fought actually were bandits, but after finding the rolls of linen and barrels of salt his doubts were gone.
These surely were stolen goods, question was what they were supposed to do with them. Trying to find the owner or sell it off themselves. Onnam looked at the group. His guess would be the latter.

"Let's move on. More bandits are waiting for us!"

Indeed. Let us move on. These good will be nearly impossible to trace to their original owners, I would think.

The rogue whistles to himself as he waits for the group to move along.

Zaggle nudges the front line members forward and makes sure Honey is still on his person somewhere.

Moving right along then

Roakrak will take up his position again in the front before proceeding.

So, where are you proceeding to? There's a door in the room with the pit trap and chest and there's also a corridor branching off the one you entered through. Or you could go back and recruit Gark, perhaps equipping him with some of the bandit's arms and armor.

i would prefer the door, but before that I would like to attemt to recruit Gark

Everyone else want to recruit the orc? I'm ok with it and then indeed continue through the door here.

Fine with me.

Awesome!

You return to the chamber wherein Gark can be found. He says "I can see from the blood on some of you that you have been in battle. Have you sent my tormentors to the land of the dead, where he of the white hands silently watches over the shades of the fallen?"

Putting up his most serene look, Onnam smiles at the orc.

"I don't know about white hands, but I'm very sure Hades will see them to Tartaros for a very long time. That's not something to look forward to. We should all take decisions in this life to ensure Tartaros is not our final destination. Come with us and I'll tell you more about Tartaros."

He gestures Gark to come with them.

"In Tartaros there's torture, torment and neverending misery for those who end up there....." Onnam says as he walks away.

Lan waits patiently for this orc matter to finish. He seemed less than pleased they'd even consider going backward.

"Come brother, just don't mind Onnam, he's a little "eccentric" about this Hades fellow"

"Ha! Eccentric you may call me, but you'd be wise to at least listen to my advice. Eternal torture in Tartaros is something you would want to avoid. Ylldrom the Mad would be able to tell you that, were he not being plucked apart by a horde of infernal beetles, every second of his afterlife."

Gear from the bandits includes: studded leather x4, buckler x4, composite longbow (+1 Str) with 20 arrows x4, short sword x4, sap x4. In case you want to give any of this to Gark. He is only proficient with clubs however.

As they walk towards the room they came from, Onnam fiddles with one of the bows they found on the bandits. He looks around to see if anyone else is interested in them before he speaks.

"That's some nice bows those men carried. I would like to keep one for myself. Is that alright with you folks?"

After asking Onnam will continue to the other door in the room with the trapped chest. He puts his fingers to his lips as to sign the others to be very quiet and he tries to hear if there's anything behind the door.

Onnam hears nothing.

Gark responds to Zaggle'Bo, "I would not presume to mock another man's religion. Each has their own religious beliefs and ways to see the spirit world."

Roakrak whispers to Gark, after Onnam's gesture, "Good to hear. Everyone's got an opinion, and each is valid. Perhaps, when you get out of here, you'd like to join the force? I think I might be able to get you a spot with the town guard, if you're interested. You can keep guys like the ones who imprisoned you in their place."

Seeing the rest of group just standing there, Onnam grows somewhat restless.

"Well, shall we move on then?"he says to the group but instead of waiting for an asnwer he opens the door, morningstar in hand, ready to defend himself in case his ears missed something.

if nothing comes through the door I'll head inside and ready to attack anything hostile.

The rogue simply readied another arrow, falling in line behind the rest.

With my bardiche at the ready!

Scorn brings up the rear

You enter a small room, about one fourth the size of the previous. There is a door to the front and to the left. A image of a grinning imp can be seen on the ceiling.

Lowering his weapon, Onnam looks around in the room and wonders at meaning of the grinning imp on the ceiling.

"Well well, a grinning imp. Is he grinning at us?"

Onnam has a slightly worried look on his face as he stares at the painting.

"What say we see if it does anything."
Ranorel steps into the room half expecting the imp to attack as he listens at the door on the left.
Perception: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (13) + 9 = 22

Nothing happens.

The rogue chuckles, "Hurry now, we don't have all day!"

Feeling slightly uncomfortable because of the paiting, Onnam hesitates instead of moving towards one of the doors.

"Eh Lan, would you mind ensuring us that there's a trap in this room or on one of those doors?"

He shrugs, then haphazardly moves to complete Onnam's request.

I'll take the time to see if I can find any traps in room or on the doors.

No traps.

"Are you sure?" Onnam asks Lan as the man with the knives says there's no traps around. But before actually getting an answer, Onnam opens the door to the left.

The door opens into a room similar to the last, with doors too the left and right. There is a similar image of an imp on the ceiling.

lets go left again
Ranorel Pauses to listen at the door on the left
Perception 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (14) + 9 = 23

You don't hear anything.

Well then I suppose I'll open said door. Unless some one objects.

"Oh more grinning imps ahead I guess. Ranorel, you're good at keeping track of things right? You lead the way."

To keep things up to speed, objecting is a question of acting first! imho ;)

"Someone liked there imps."

You enter the room to see... another room the same size as the last two, with another image of a grinning imp. This one has a chest in it, however.

".....If I dident know better I would say the place is moking us."

"How Ominous!"

Zaggle says eyeing the chest with suspicion.

"Mocking us indeed."

Onnam tilts his head while looking around the room. No doors?

"This is no ordinary tomb or treasury. No, this definitely looks like a test. It will make no difference if Aeacus or Radamanthus judges us once we're out of this life. Letting ourselves be fooled is not a good thing."

Peering at the chest and the room Onnam can't help but still wonder what the chest is doing here.

Onnam waited for anyone to step up and check out the chest. Unfortunately no one did, so with a soft sigh he carefully examined the room again before moving for the chest himself.

"I hope this one isn't trapped too..."