"Define please!"
"Bandits, trolls, ogres, worgs, and worse.
Leave in da mornin'. Iffn ja wants ride, ja know price."
He takes out a red dragon scale and drops it on the deck. "Dangerous enuf fer ya?"
Elathras nods his head, and begins to put his boots back on, turning and asking Gruk and Beltin, "well not that is settled can we go to the Bristleback Inn? they have numby food! Elathras turns and heads to the inn, as he steps through the doorway he yells finding a seat at a table he orders a pint of ale and asks what the stew of the day is.
"That's an impressive trophy right there," Kaztor whistles in appreciation. "For a dragon slayer's boat, 8 gold sounds fair."
"See ya tomorrow with the gold. Or will you take this in trade?"
Beltin offers him an alchemists fire and thunderstone that would cost 50 gp to buy.
"Slay it? Har, damn thing stole a cow right off me deck! We barely managed to knock that scale off.
Stones and fire won't pay me bills lad. I need gold or silver."
"The price sounds fair. All things considered."
Elathras, after ordering the evening stew and pulling out his bag of shiny coppers to pay for it, settles down on a provided pallet by the fireplace and goes to sleep, dreaming of the upcoming morning boat ride; and puppies, he always dreams of puppies.
Wdrozgrúk, being cheap, decides to have a snooze near Elathras in another pallet. The fire makes him nod off. He likes fire, he does!
Kaz was out almost before he finished his last cup of grog. He liked next to the others, still having to count his gold. The expedition hadnt been quite as lucrative as he had hoped so far.
After collecting the fares the captain begins the journey east. It will take two days and nights so subtract two days rations also. You arrive just above the rapids on the south bank of the river. He tells you the coast road is about 8 miles to the east.
Beltin suggests buying rations. If they were going to get rich, they could afford to eat some iron rations a while. He puts the rations in the barbarian's pack.
Elathras gathers his gear from the bottom of the boat, rewrapping his scarf to cover his ugly nose, nodding to the boatman as he steps into the shallows and toward the bank. Turning he asks the ferryman "We follow the river," pointing east, then scratching his head, "for a while, once we get to the road do we turn left or right?"
"The river goes north, then east. Head due east to the road and then turn south."
Elathras continues looking at the river, then the sun then to his left and right hand, finally shrugging his shoulders he calls out to the boat man then turning to the team he asks "Shall we leave? When we get to the road we will figure out which direction to go." using his hammer as a staff Elathras heads out the direction he believes to be east.
upon arriving at Rappan Athuk, Elathras carefully walks around the large area clockwise, stopping at the western side of the location he shrugs his shoulders. "Its a big cemetery Gruk, a bunch of headstones a few mausoleums a statue and a well, I thought this was a battle field!" Slightly disappointed that there wasn't more to see Elathras, at the most westerly portion of the graveyard, drops to the level 5 ft down, asking the team, "Should we set stakes with rope incase we need to exit quickly?"
"Looks like we might be expected!"
Wdrozgrúk will cast detect magic on those graves.
'Gruk is smart, he will know why' Not being able to read himself, Elathras perks up when Gruk explains, smiling he asks "Gruk, do you think they heard about us from the monsters over at the "mouth"?
While he listens to Gruk's expelation, Elathras drives a stake into the ground and begins tying knots in a 50 ft length of rope to tie to the stake and throw down into the pit.
"Maybe."says Wdrozgrúk, as he follow Elathras to where he's lowering a rope into the pit.
Looking at the others, he adds: "Elathras here as picked as good a place as any to start. It isn't too far from our welcoming mat. Such that it is."
After securing the rope to the stake Elathras smiles "Look Gruk, I think it is ready, Who wants to go first." offering the rope to the team, then smiling and pulling it away he says, "I was just kidding, I want to go first, that's why I got out my rope!" Tossing the coiled rope as far as he can he then begins to descend the rope to the area with the steps to he nearest mausoleum.
he walks around the Mausoleum on the level above it looking carefully around and ask the team, "Shall we go in? Or do you want to look around more?"
"This does not bode well. We should be too insignificant to warent such a work. We should look around more!"
Kaz laughs, "That's merely a parlor trick! I wouldn't be worried by that at all. If Dwerfater calls me home, I won't care that some tricky mage had my naem on a tombstone. Might save my clan money for a burial stone," he laughs again.
Gruk will continue following Elathras to the one at G5. That seems as good a place as any to start.
Irenicus follows along, cautious for any unseen dangers. Detecting magic.
Beltin follows, trying to be quiet and unnoticed.
You make it to the door and it is a locked iron door.
Elathras turns to Beltin, "It's a locked iron door, Beltin!"
Gruk will detect magic on the door.
Beltin will quietly open and go in after getting mage armor cast.
Crawling in and around six broken coffins are a group of dire rats. Roll init:
looking over Beltins shoulder as he sneaks into the mausoleum Elathras shouts out happily "Look Betin! Just rats! not Ghosts!"
"Too bad they're too spread out!"
Elathras shrugs his shoulders, "This way we can chase them!" Elathras moves quickly to his left, swinging his Lucerne hammer over his head, he brings it crashing down at the nearest rat.
Wdrozgrúk will go in and attack the closest rat on his right, using his new greataxe.
"Our goblin weapon smith does a good job! This axe works fine!"