Blue enjoys the banter among the team and thanks Nic for his gastronomical efforts. He checks the fletching on the new arrows, packs them into the quill and prepares to head out.
"Thanks to that gobbler - not you Copperscale - we know the way below the complex, and our quarry probably knows we're on to 'er. Should we clear the complex first anyway so that nothing 'inders a 'asty retreat?"
"A cautious but smart course of action, i'm in favor of that."
"Me too."
Lets go. We have some followers of Lamasthu to beat.
Alright! Let's goooo!
Eloviel runs ahead, rejuvenated, crossing the bridge. When she get's back at the entrance of the fort, she opens the door slightly and peeks inside.
He-hello?
"Hey wait up!"
Copper will listen for any activity inside.
Strangely, you return to find Thistletop as quiet as you left it.
Copper will start exploring the place then!
Copper will check for traps before letting someone else open the door.
Once the others have cleared their makeshift camp, Blue will remove or obscure the evidence of they're having stayed there and follow behind. When he catches up to Rohan and the other stragglers, he asks,
"Don't y'all think it would be smart to 'eal up before we go chargin' back in there? Vanea's still got that nasty cut but Rohan, you look 'alf-ready to fall back down! Copperscale didn't look so great either before 'e rushed off."
"Well I did suggest going back to town for supplies. More healing supplies would be helpful. I can heal Copper if need be. But I have a potion I can drink. I can give Vanea the other one. Though she may take it the wrong way."
Well, I can heal people too, and most of us at the same time.. keep your potions, Rohan, they may be handy later. Just keep close to me, as close as you dare...
With a mischevious grin, Vanea concentrates and let off a wave of invigorating energy on her comrades when they are ready and close enough
Copperscale glances over the door but finds nothing of interest.
Nic will follow behind the others, watching as a rear guard. He scans the area to and fro, holding off on activating his Mage Armor until they are ready to enter an area they have not previously explored.
Are you being seeing anything ahead, neh? I have an eye towards what may be to coming from outside the fort.
Rohan will open the door.
Vanea plays with her whip. She tries to hide it, but she seems nervous
I hope to get my revenge on Lamashtu's followers...
If everyone is ready, let's go in. But with caution.
"By no means is a tactical retreat a shame, i prefer to be alive or see friends alive, over foolhardy bravery leading to death."
What is "shame"?
Vanea smiles and winks at Natalia
>.>....*sigh*...."As much as i feel to explain, it's you the question's coming from, 'red'." ;)
Blue looks at the now trampled ground in front of the complex and sighs, wondering how many signs might have been trampled by his eager cohorts. Did the solitary goblin leave, join others, go below? Did others come looking for them? At least Vanea's work on the bridge has ensured that no one could weaken it.
He brushes off the dirt from crawling through the briar and draws his bow, ready to enter.
An open flight of wooden stairs winds up to a trap door in the cieling, thirty feet above.
Copper will check the next door for traps before Rohan opens it.
I don't like this silence... not to the point that I would ask Eloviel to sing something, but I just find this lack of noise disturbing
Vanea tries to make herself as discret as possible, in case anything attack
But it's hard not to see her. Usually, she does everything to be sure people not only see but watch her, and part of her must be reluctant to the concept of stealthiness
"Vanea, tugging the wall isn't exactly stealthy, the iron in the armor is kinda scraping."
She chuckles, "Or is it that the intent? Follow the trace to a pretty face?" ^^
Vanea laughs at Natalia's joke, ruining any attempt at stealthiness
Thank you for the unexpected kind words, dear..
Eloviel waits last in line with a nocked arrow on her longbow. The discussion among her companions drift back to her "You want singing?... e-ehem!" she says as she clears her throat.
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Nic will hang back to cover Eloviel, taking the time to cast Mage Armor on himself.
Once more into the breach, ja
How strange, Nic: that's what I say to all my lovers to encourage them if they seems a little exhausted...
Vanea's wicked smile would make Calistria proud
Staying back with Blue and rohan, the redhead says
You heard the Mustache, boys....
Quicker than a teenage boy getting laid for the first time, Vanea nearly shout, as her hands darts into the men's trousers before they can react
once more into the breeches!
Joke beside, we got to hurry unless we want our foe to die of old age.
And yes, unless Rohan or Blue move her hands, she keep them where they are...
"They might need their blood in the 'other muscles' and brains, to fight off the demoness.", she chuckles.
So talented was Vanea's sleight of hand that Blue appears to be unaware of what she's doing. He just assumes it's the friction against the soft calfskin of his britches. Consequently he's confused about the girls' comments and the jokes go over his head.
"Without someone fooli- valiant like our fighter, we'll need a different tactic. Obviously, complete stealth is out of the question. Vanea, maybe you could make yourself..." he pauses, glancing at the chatterbox Vanea and realizing for the first time that her hand is... down his britches.
"Danger turns you on, doesn't it?" If you're 'oping to announce our presence to the 'ole complex, jess keep doin' what yure doin'."
Eloviel moves next to Nic, What are they doing? It looks like Vanea is trying to wrestle Blue.
Rohan is unable to stop the molestation yet again. However after a few moments he turns beet red and faints.
Looking sidelong to Eloviel, It would be seeming Vanea misheard my comments, neh. She is attempting I think to be greeting the boys as any good Calistrian priestess would, ja.
Nic looks around, listening for anything over or other than the groups own sounds.
He then whispers to the group, Vanea, perhaps they should be to handling their own "weapons" for now, your support for them is to be needed too soon though I am thinking.
This large courtyard is open to the sky. Tenacious clumps of partially trampled grass grow fitfully here and there in the hard-packed earth, in places stained with blood or scratched with furrows. To the north, what appears to be two dead goblins lie slumped at the entrance to an outbuilding.
Copper will check the door for traps before opening it.
"Did someone kill those goblins when I wasn't looking?"
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"Are those gobbers really dead?" Blue steps over and puts an arrow through their eye to be certain.
That's odd.Maybe i should check on the goblin corpses to see what killed them? Be watchful.
Vanea waits until Blue sticked some arrows in the goblins, and then cautiously approach the bodies
If nothing happens, she checks the goblins for any visible cause of death
Copper finds a short hallway, while Vanea finds that the goblins are indeed dead, bludgeoned to death by something powerful.
Copper will try the door west of him.
Vanea carefully walks back to the group
Blue, could you try to see if you find any tracks around the dead goblins? I can't find what killed them, only that they suffered bludgeonings wounds. We need to know what attacked them, and where it came from.
Eloviel tails Copper, her bow at the ready and pointed over his head. She carefully watches for anything weird.
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Blue nods to Vanea and first listens at the door to the outbuilding near the dead goblins. He then checks their wounds for signs and the grounds around the for tracks (particularly indications of whether they were dragged here after being pummeled or were killed on the spot here, perhaps while guarding the outbuilding).
"Let's hope it's not a golem, i hear their fists deal a mean punch. Then again Vanea, you like em rock-hard don't you?"
Natalia grins.
Nauthy Nat. I like that.Let's hope a golem won't spank you...
Nic listens to the group's discussions, watching their actions. Golems sound to be not too likely, a bit too much for the too little I am thinking.
Nic looks over the area, seeking signs of a golem's passing, namely scuff marks along the floor, turned stones, scraps of paint or similar marks of what passed this way.
Tracks are many, in fact, to many to track. Countless goblin and goblin dog tracks overlap eachother. Vanea and Blue also both spot some horse tracks.
Aren't goblins supposed to be afraid of horses?
says Vanea after seeing some horse tracks
"Yes, at the least they don't like them."