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I'm going to have to go ahead and pull out of this campaign. I had hoped that my schedule would stabilize a bit as the big stuff got settled, but with summer coming and coworkers taking vactions, I don't see that happening, so I need to start phasing myself out of most of my pbps. With no clear seeable breaking point in this campaign, I am just going to cut everyone's losses so that you can find a good replacement and keep moving.
I'm back. The week was not fun, but at least it's finally over.
I'm moving apartments this week, so will likely be unable to post until some time next weekend. Feel free to DMPC me as needed; Crugold's goal is to knock her unconscious, not kill her, and end the battle without anyone else dying.
Crugold simply shrugs and shakes his head at the lass, "I tried; you refused to listen. Now we have to this the hard way." He waits to see if she backs down; if she doesn't, he steps up to strike her with a nonlethal blow
"Right, we do this the hard way." Crugold pushes up the ladder seemingly oblivious to the near fall he comes close to having, ignoring the goblins as he moves as close to the woman as possible, landing a punch if he has a chance. "Time to take your medicine lass; you can't say you weren't warned."
Crugold clambers up the ladder and frowns at the response. "We can't help you if you insist taking the hard road. Even a message for our employer so that she has something to work with would be of great help, and quite frankly, after the wild goose chase we've been on today, I don't recommend testing my dwarven patience anymore than necessary."
Crugold frowns at his inability to do anything as he moves close to the ladder while staying in a defensive posture.
Unable to do anything else, Crugold will stay full defensive until everyone else is up the ladder, not wanting to risk their ability to get up with his weight, at which point, he himself will climb up.
Crugold goes full defensive as he looks around himself, not having much else he can do.
I'm for doing it the old fashioned way.
Crugold does the same and waits for a clear shot.
Not able to do much, Crugold waits until the ladder is clear for him to climb up.
Crugold scrambles up as best he can, eager to find this girl and get on with other tasks.
Crugold goes over to this ladder and takes his time to look it over carefully. "If the person we seek is truly here, than one of these ladders must be in reasonably good shape. Even the lightest person in the world would need at least one reliable path up, and I doubt she went into the sewer tunnels."
Crugold follows behind as he shakes his head, "I've heard of no ceilings or roofs, but this the first time I've encountered anyone that thought that floors were unnecessary."
"Can't really tell; I study martial arts, not ladder making. Would probably hold one of the lighter members of the group better though."
Crugold assents and pushes through the hole again, awaiting the others on the other side by the ladder.
Crugold nods and shoves his way through the opening.
Sorry about the delay; busy week.
"I doubt most of us would comfortably; still it's good to know about. I would suggest that a few of us go through the door, and confirm that both lead to the same place, and if they run into trouble, I can squeeze through and hit them from behind."
"Got a nice crack in the wall here as well that might serve as an alternate, if uncomfortable, entrance to the rest of the building."
Crugold chuckles at the creature's vain attempt at a strike as he continues to pummel the goblin, making sure to go slow enough that the goblin can see everything that is happening just to play with the creature.
Crugold proceeds to pummel the goblins.
Getting annoyed, the dwarf runs into the room, and uses his momentum to leap across the open pit to land directly on top of the goblins (aiming for G4).
Crugold calmly loads another crossbow bolt and fires it past his party member into the far room, doubtful it would actually hit either of the goblins, but unable to do much else with several party members on the only path he had to the creatures.
Crugold continues to watch and wait.
Crugold continues to calmly load and fire his crossbow.
Crugold calmly loads a crossbow bolt and shoots the goblin out in the middle of the room.
Crugold watches the door on the far side of the room carefully, ready to cross over the board to deal with any trouble that issues from it if the need should arise.
With no else stepping up, Crugold does a quick examination of the door, opening it if he doesn't see anything suspicious.
"Anyone got some rope to tie this fool up? Don't need him chasing us down when we go inside. Speaking of which, who wants to check for traps so we can get on with our business?" Crugold straightens out his clothes as he watches the remains of the combat scene.
Crugold continues to try to bash the guy unconscious, though there is nothing in his manner to suggest anything less than lethal damage is incoming. unconscious[/ooc]
Waiting for the combat round to resolve itself.
"The last person who thought he was beating us didn't, and I doubt you want to end up like him. How the battle begins is ultimately not that important."
Crugold simply moves forward as he takes up his defensive stance and engages the fool attacking Alanthian.
"Yes, yes, I'm sure you have your precious backup hiding somewhere. Goons like you never travel is such small groups as pairs. Why don't you use a few of your remaining brain cells, and inform your mistress that we seek information rather than standing out here and playing with fire by threatening folks you don't know, and who skill levels you are unaware of?"
"Welcome to the nice part of town, being rough comes with the territory." Crugold replies to Pakak quietly. To the men, he speaks quietly, "We have business here, and have had way too many irritants today on our way here. I would suggest you get out of the way or introduce yourself properly before you become a punching bag for our frustrations."
Crugold also keys in on the shed being the place to start. Moving quietly up to it's boarded up window, he takes up a silent position to the side, and points to one of the others in the group to the loose boards.
Crugold watches the scene with the pathetic wretch with a look of pity on his face, clearly relieved to be moving on. Despite his own experiences, the sight of someone who so clearly embraced such pathos still made him uncomfortable.
"This conversation could take awhile. Do you not have even a parlor of sorts to receive visitors? I can't imagine you enjoy standing out in the streets for all of your conversations with people."
"Perhaps a bit larger of a 'gift' is required."
Crugold focuses on the surrounding area, watchful for trouble as they wait, this place both very similar, and very dissimilar at the same time, as his own original home.
The dwarf follows, ever watchful.
"I am unfamiliar with most of this city, so I shall be content to follow and bash things as necessary, as is becoming the usual course."
"What about the ones that weren't successfully found? Has there been any patterns to those that could be discerned? I ask only because if there are, than we if the person we seek is not in the gaols, than we would have a better understanding of where she might be by either supporting or eliminating the possibility of foul play."
"I wouldn't have minded some booze, personally, however useful the potion may be." Crugold replies as he leaves the building. At the guard tower, he listens and watches quietly, observing both the guard and the men that he was just dealing with, giving any help with the description of their target as he can.
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