Arnault comes out of the room which Feahus emerged from a book tucked under his arm and two scrolls in his hand. and the second one Ah I shall have to prepare my magic reading spell tomorrow" he thinks to himself. "Zere is anozer exit zrough zat room." he then introduces himself to Feahus. "Good day sir. I am Mr Schäfer, Zat was a handy entrance your made" (pointing at the ninja cut in two)
Initiative: +3 Perception: +3(+5 when near Mr Hugo)
Current AC: 18 (15 Flat-footed / 14 Touch) (+4 Mage Armor)
CMD: 11
Current HP: 7/7 remaining
Conditions in effect: Mage Armor (Dur:1hr),
Spells (0-level, DC 14, at will) Detect Magic, Ghost Sound, Prestidigitation; (1st level, DC 15, 2+1) Grease(cast), Mage Armor(cast), Burning Disarm (S)
Abilities: Telekinetic Fist: Atk: +3 Dmg: 1d4 Crit: x2 Range: 30ft Type: B(6/7, ranged touch attack)
Feahus puts the servant down, next to the ninja Nimue just tied up.
Well... I'm nee good with nodes... So if ye can...
Then he looked around, a little lost. He sighed a bit of relief when the German spoke to him. It took him a while to grasp the meaning of his words, but then he got it.
A handy... What? Ah... I get it. Hm. Well. Never anger a Scot I'd say. Or at least offer him some whisky while at it. Anyway. Feahus McDerry, pleased to meet. Used to be a swordsmith but had to close me shop. Now I get the jobs who're coming to me. Latest one didn't go well and I seem to have angered these midgets. One guy in particular, wearin' a red and golden dress. Left me with this small guy. I kinda like me' freedom so I pulled the chain out and gave him a punch. Then I figured enemies of me enemies could be friends. So I came lookin', hopin' I chopped the right one.
So... Ye know how to get out? Or point me directions? I don't like leavin' a job unfinished but me family won't get money if I'm dead either.
"Vwell, if you vwant to leave ze vway vwe came in, you go out zat door and turn left, and climb out ze hatch. You vwill be in ze theartre district. But I zink you should come vwiz (with) us. Vwe could use a man of your capabilities and I am sure vwe could organize you some pay..."
Feahus was a bit surprised at the question to join them. He looked at the others and said:
Comin' with ye? I dunnow... Would maybe get me job done... Are ye after these guys? And is this offer including pay? Don't exactly do charity nowadays, but if ye make sure I can send me family some money after this I'm in.
He looks at the stuff they're carrying with them.
Might wanna pass me the spear in that case, I could use something to throw. And asking questions, ye try the soft way or the hard way? Few dare lyin' when I ask.
He grinned a bit.
"Ach, thes is some raither nasty mince - as we micht hae expected, it's all poison -- mingin' as th' devil's own spit."
Alaisdair will analyse the various pieces found in the lab remains in an attempt to figure out what's been going on and what they were planning.
”I reckon, right, that this ninja guy ain’t gonna tell us nothing, seeing as the other one would, like, prefer to eat poison than be taken alive. So let’s question this servant first, but, like, with a visible threat.
"I learned this sort of thing from my brothers. And my father actually… it's how he dealt with some of his non-paying clients. Though he used a dummy.
“Anyway... Give us a hand with this one…?”
Nimue tries to drag the ninja that poisoned himself back to the main group.
She ties him up as well, his hands behind his back, then trails the rope off to the side. Then the girl uses her travelling scarf to blindfold him.
”Now, this servant, let’s have a look… yep, that’s good. He can, like, see the ninja from there, but not the rope. We can wake up the servant as we are ‘asking’ this dead one questions. When he doesn’t answer each question (which I hope he won’t), I’ll put an arrow into him, into his leg or arm, right? and one of you can, like, pull this rope here a little to make it look like he is reacting to the blow. Perhaps seeing that will encourage the servant to talk, right?
“And this way, you see, maybe no one actually gets hurt.”
Initiative: +5 Perception: +2
Current AC: 19 (14 Flat-footed / 16 Touch)
Current HP: 10/10 remaining
Current in Hand: Mighty Shortbow +8 (1d6+3 dmg), or +6/+6 at Point Blank Range.
Conditions in effect: n/a
Abilities: Point Blank Shot, Precise Shot, Rapid Shot
Arrows used /20: ***** *
Found in giant rat’s nest in sewer:
100 pounds and a strange piece of metal, about 6” long and thin like a pencil.
Found on the ninjas in the sewer lab:
6 throwing darts
2 small vials (look like brownish ink)
1 Nine Ring Broadsword
4 Daggers
1 Short Spear
4 poison pill rings/ 3 with a strange gelcap inside, 1 empty
1 bottle(black tint)
Arnault stashes the book and scrolls into his pack quite pleased with his find and planning to peruse the book later that evening.
Arnault gets into a position where he will be hidden from the view of the servant. He casts prestidigitation To give the corpse more colour and to colour the areas where Nimue hits with blood, also to control the ninjas mouth to make him grimace with pain etc. He readies an action to cast ghosts sound after Nimue hits with two or three arrows.
"Remind me never to cross you, Nimue," Jeffrey muses.
"Oh, Jeffrey. Friends Forever, right?"
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The Servant wakes up frightened.
Feahus nodded to Nimue, as a sign he had understood what was about to happen. He stepped forward towards the servant and gave him a menacious glare.
We can do this two ways, me friend. Either ye tell us nicely what we want to know, either ye make me mad again. Remember me pulling the chain out the wall and punching ye? That's me when I'm mad. See that friend of ye over there? That's when I'm mad and when I have a sword. This sword in me hand now. Want to make me mad again?
Just prior to waking the assassin the woman looks to the others, "Please note that I will have a limited time, ten minutes, to understand this man. After that, the gift I ask for will be lost until I can rest."
Rohara calls upon the power of her god, "Durga grant me the ability to understand this being that we discover what he may know..."
"Evil you say? Why we are the ones stopping you and your companions from killing others here in London. Come now, you must know something. Perhaps it is best to tell us what you do know and then maybe we can talk of what will happen to you. A better end then your companion there." She motions to the form of dead man the others brought within, "We can start with this Master you speak of, who is he?" Rohara starts...
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"Revived Weng Chiang you say." The Indian woman nods, "That is a rather impressive claim. Have you seen this yourself, or is it a claim by one of your brethren?
"Come now, there is no need for insults. As we are assured our deaths, perhaps you could share why London of all places? Why have you and your brethren come here first? What is so important, here?" Rohara asks quite genuinely interested in the man's answer.
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She looks to her companions and translates, "He says that he and his brethren had come here to retrieve an item known as a Time Cabinet. The Doctor had killed their god Weng Chiang, but their Master has revived him, and now plans to take all the Black Scorpions to their promised land of Gal of Frey."
She turns back to the assassin, "When is your god to take you to this Gal of Frey? This Master, who is he? He must have some power to revive a god, yes?"
If ye'd like to do me a favour... Ask if this "Weng Chiang" man was the one with me before and if not, who that was. Might help ye after with some details.
Alasdair will try to think if any of this sounds familiar, especially Gal of Frey.
Yah ze time cabinet. Zat vwas ze professors puzzle box... But vwhere is zis Gal of Frey?
"I think it is in Ireland."
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In very broken english the servant says We werll be going to Gal of Frey soon, and when with we the powers of time you will all be servings of the Black Scorpions! Then he screams as sand runs from out of every one of his orifices.
Jeffrey jumps back when he sees the servant's state. "What are we dealing with here?!" he asks incredulously.
Rohara backs away form the man... "It would appear that some, thing, does not want the man to reveal any more."
"We 'need' to find this Time Cabinet." she sighs, "To be of much use, though, resting would be in order as well. I have used all of the gifts allowed to me this day."
"Perhaps we should spend the evening, like, looking up Gal of Frey and stuff. There's that little rod to explore, and Alasdair, do you think we could use those potions and things?"
Jeffrey jumps back when he sees the servant's state. "What are we dealing with here?!" he asks incredulously.
Yah, zat vwas disturbing
I also could use ze chance to rest and read zis book I found.
Alasdair shakes his head, "Only if we want tae kill oorselves -- fur th' most part, they're aw poisons an' venoms, thocht some ay it coods be used tae jeekit a weapon, I suppose."
He pauses a moment, and then adds, "An' I believe I hae heard ay thes Galifrey afair - I recaa a tale ay a visitur frae thes place in th' pest dealing with da Vinci -- Frae what I min', I believe it micht be anither warld - loch the realms a' Faerie. I'd certainly nae object tae spendin' some time in a library tae learn mair -- but did we nae hae anither gonnae-no we waur supposed tae gie tae and swatch aroond while the trail still be fraish?
Feahus cursed after the servant went up in sand. What has he gotten himself into? Magics, gods, people turning in sand before his eyes. He stepped back, slowly, and looked at the others.
Aight... I hope siding with ye gives me a better chance of avoiding that sand stuff. Me' Scottish collegue is right. This man's boss left that way, if we hurry I might pickup his trail. So... Follow me I suppose.
With a heavy feeling Feahus walked towards the door in the room where he was held captive. He grabbed his hammer just to be sure, and opened the door. He checked if everything was safe, then looked for signs of the masked figure's passing.
Aight... I hope siding with ye gives me a better chance of avoiding that sand stuff. Me' Scottish collegue is right. This man's boss left that way, if we hurry I might pickup his trail. So... Follow me I suppose
It seems to have been a rune spell triggered by ze mans vwords or somzing. Vwe could follow zis trail, but if vwe run into more trouble I suggest retreat, Lady Rohara vwill not be able to heal us zis time.
but did we nae hae anither gonnae-no we waur supposed tae gie tae and swatch aroond while the trail still be fraish?
"Yeah...," Nimue trails off, a vague look upon her face. "Oh. Right. I get it. 'Another place to go while the trail is still fresh.' Yes - the warehouse. We need to look at the warehouse too, and the sooner the better as Alasdair (might of) said. Maybe that is where this trail that Mr. Feahus McDerry will lead us to, anyway.
"Feahus, don't rush off too quickly. Let me, like, tell you about the Police Station, and Mr Holmes, and The Doctor and stuff." Nimue will explain to Feahus what has passed recently, in her excited manner, probably all in one long sentence.
When Nimue starts explaining everything that has been going on, Feahus frowns.
If that's what you go trough in a day... Bah, where have I gotten meself into... Aight... I see no traces anyway, just stairs going up. Anyone got a plan to avoid surprises if we decide to stay here?
"Well, we may continue through and if you can track this Master or whomever then lets... But if there is nothing more to be found here, I would prefer to rest some." the Indian woman states. "We have had a busy day already with the two encounters with these assassins and then the rather large rat."
I see nee tracks, and I know nee where that stairs lead. Aye, to a trapdoor, but no idea what could be above. So if ye want to rest, fine, let me just move that table in front of the door to avoid surprises. Aye?
"But," with curiosity getting the better of her, "shouldn't we at least have a look. I mean, it is probably a trap door that is to the surface, like into a building somewhere."
If vwe are going to try and rest here let's remove zese bodies, yah. Also it vwould be nice to know vwhat is on ze ozer side of zat trap door so vwe can know if vwe should be expecting ze surprises from zere.
"You want to rest... here? If we need to recover our strength, I daresay I'd rather do it in my own bed. I don't want one of those overgrown vermin sniffing around for its late-night pudding."
Vwell vwhere ever vwe rest vwe should stay togezer I zink. Zese easterners may have identified us and if vwe split up zey may pick us off one by one.
"I agree 'at we shoods bide together. These wee bastards in black ur quite tiresome an' I woods pure raither nae be killed... at leest nae tonecht. I wonder if dear Mr. Holmes coods point us tae a safe hoose?"
"I do agree, we need to rest. But not here. We are in London and I would rather either return to my own apartments or our base of operations to do so. Let us proceed to the street, return what we had to Torchwood, and see from there. Is that satisfactory to all?" Rohara comments to all present.
Aight... Lead on, and when ye need to break stuff ye call me.
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You wake up in the morning, still a bit sore from the work out with the chinese assassins. Mr Holmes' assitant a Dr. Watson wakes you up with some breakfast.
Good morning. After you have eatten and done your daily rituals I will need to see you in the meeting hall for a debriefing and to reveal what those at the 'yard have found.
*This morning you wake up and feel stronger than before, you gain a level.(I know a few of you missed some of the fights, but I will not penalize you for this. I do my levels in PbP basicly every three meaningfull encounters, which you have accomplished, and after a full nights sleep.
Arnault has a long stretch. Grabs a sausage and eating the sausage absentmindedly with one hand he begins the day by flicking through his Spellbook muttering to himself weighing the pros and cons of the different spells... After his hour long preparation he asks Dr Watson Are zere new leads that ze 'yard has uncovered?
Initiative: +3, Perception: +3(+5 when near Mr Hugo)
Current AC: 14 (15 Flat-footed / 14 Touch)
CMD: 12
Current HP: 14/14 remaining
Conditions in effect:
Spells (0-level, DC 14, at will) Detect Magic, Ghost Sound, Prestidigitation, Read Magic; (1st level, DC 15, 2+1) Grease, Colour Spray, Mage Armour, Touch of Gracelessness (S)
Abilities: Telekinetic Fist: Atk: +4 Dmg: 1d4+1 Crit: x2 Range: 30ft Type: B(7/7, ranged touch attack)
Also is it ok that I've put the two free spells wizards receive each level into my spell book? Doesn't seem to make sense RP wise as there hasn't been enough time to study and write them in... But I also don't want to limit my characters progression.
Nimue sleeps like a log, even if it is in this commoner's cot, and she wakes up spritely and positively bouncing.
"G'morning to you, Dr. Watson. How are you today? How's the weather outside?"
She bounds about as she tidies her cot and her gear. She lays out all the items that were found and recovered yesterday on a table.
"G'morning Mr. Cinàed. Can you, like, tell me again what these little pots are filled with?"
Found in giant rat’s nest in sewer:
100 pounds and a strange piece of metal, about 6” long and thin like a pencil.
Found on the ninjas in the sewer lab:
6 throwing darts
2 small vials (look like brownish ink)
1 Nine Ring Broadsword
4 Daggers
1 Short Spear
4 poison pill rings/ 3 with a strange gelcap inside, 1 empty
1 bottle(black tint)
Initiative: +5 Perception: +2
Current AC: 19 (14 Flat-footed / 16 Touch)
Current HP: 20 / 20 remaining
Current in Hand: Mwk Mighty Shortbow +9 (1d6+3 dmg), or +7/+7 at Point Blank Range.
Conditions in effect: n/a
Abilities: Point Blank Shot, Precise Shot, Rapid Shot, Deadly Aim
Arrows used /40: ***** *