Indeed, I hope he makes it back to us at some point.
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Nope not in better than a week, something pretty big must have happened. I hope he makes it back to us soon or we might have to call it...
Not a problem, Seamus seems to be encountering some problems of his own. Hopefully he'll be back among us sometime tomorrow.
No worries! You're back now. For simplicities sake, Albion or Coyote should check the other two remaining doors while we're at it. Save us some time in future.
The half-giant offers a similar smile, "You should have more respect for sand. It is so often all that endures of truly great wonders."
Delum lets out a low chuckle, "Is there anything you don't consider a wonder, young one?"
That's probably not a bad idea. At the very least we should probably set up a list of basic operations once we enter a room without any immediate threats. Like have Coyote/Albion check each door in turn, some perception checks, that sort of thing and have Seamus roll it up as soon as we enter. It will give us all something to work with immediately. What do you guys think?
That's one for sure, thought the rest of us have lots we can be doing. Albion could search the doors for one. The more we leave Seamus to arbitrate when he checks in the faster we can get stuff done :)
Are people generally just busy IRL or are we unsure of what to do next?
Delum takes up a position near to the large double doors, motioning either Albion or Coyote forward to search them for traps of any sort.
Delum returns to the others, his brow furrowed, "I think that door leads back to the entrance. It would seem the reinforcements came from the outside. I wonder how we missed them coming in? Perhaps they were just leaving on a raid?" "Either way, we should be safe enough to work backwards now. Shall we return to the fountain?"
Delum returns from checking the guard room, "Those who come after are free to tie themselves to whatever entities they choose...but if you insist. We will keep this place in mind and see if a solution can be found?" The warrior moves to the door at the far west end of room 5 and peeks his head around the corner to take a look.
Oh, just took a look at the overview map, While I'm glad we took a look at 5a, I had actually meant to check through the door at the other end of room 5? The one where all the reinforcements entered from.
Delum shrugs and hands the box over to Coyote, "I doubt these idiots would have kept a trapped box in their quarters. Someone would have triggered it...
Delum call over his shoulder, "It's just the one room, lets see if they had anything of use." Delum makes a sweep of the room looking for anything of interest.
Once finished he picks up the wooden box and checks for a lock. If unlocked, he will pry the lid off and take a look at it's contents.
Delum shakes his head, he looks across the room to where the reinforcements entered from, "We should search the quarters of the throned ones followers before continuing. I can only imagine they are a self contained area. Check for any who might be hiding within and see what treasures they have collected during their time here?" Delum moves across the room and peers into the still open door.
The half-giant turns his glower on the kasatha for a moment before shaking his head, "You're right, I tire of this god. Leave him to his tiny sanctuary." Delum sweeps from the room and back to the sight of the recent battle. Once out of the altar room, he seems to relax visibly. His breathing slows and he looks around him at the bodies as though remembering something. Returning his shield to his back, Delum takes his axe in his off hand and draws the dagger from his belt. He moves to the corpse of the throned leader, crouching he dips the dagger in the congealing blood on the throne and uses it to mark five red notches in the haft of his axe. He wipes the dagger off in the throned one's leggings before sheathing the dagger and rising. Looking over the gear Xaeken has collected, he selects the heavy chainmail armor and swaps out his own chain shirt before rolling it up and stuffing it in his backpack with his other possessions. Strapping his shield to his arm once more, Delum looks to the door adjacent to the one leading to the beast god's altar, "Shall we?"
Provided no one attempts to hinder him, Delum strides towards the goblin and brings his axe down on the miserable creature.
Delum considers the fallen form of the goblin for a moment, clearly struggling with the power filling this room. His eyes blaze as they consider his companions, as is searching for a challenge.
Sadly enough eidolons are incapable of wearing armor, however awesome it would be...
Delum looks at the partially filled container of blood for a long moment, a war raging behind the warriors eyes. Eventually he shakes his head, "Perhaps you're right, our strength is our own. I'll weave my tale of blood without this godlings help." He turns then to the recently kicked goblin, hefting his battleaxe, "You destroy the altar, this one's death has been delayed far long enough..."
That's the idea, not to mention that my reach helps offset the slower movement. Very well, chainmail it is!
Provided it will fit me, I would be happy to take the chainmail if Harrigan doesn't want it?
The big warrior snorts, his hand flexing on his axe, "All the might of a small scaly corpse? So be it, show us your god's power little one..."
Delum's breathing is heavy, his eyes alight with the barely contained emotion as he steps within the room, "There is a great power here...this is but a taste." He looks at the goblin dragging the corpse, "You mean to make a sacrifice? Why would the dead appease such a god?"
No worries, focus on feeling better. We'll keep things moving along just fine.
Delum nods to the others, "Fair enough, lets see this altar for ourselves." Provided Albion hasn't uncovered any traps, Delum strides forward and opens the door slowly. The lights from his eyes sweep over the room within as he looks about.
Delum merely shrugs his broad shoulders at Harrigan's declaration, "Power is an unaligned force by itself, the more feral this beast god the less likely it will care what one does with it's blessing." He turns back to the goblin, "What exactly did you see? Be specific! Who did this god bless? Did his gifts fade after a time?"
Delum turns his fiery gaze on the goblin once more, "Why would your beast god bestow blessing on us? He obviously left you and your companions to fend for yourselves."
Delum nods his thanks to the priest as strength returns to him. He rolls his shoulder, testing the mostly healed wound and seeming satisfied.
Delum glares at the goblin for another moment before lowering his weapon. The warrior takes a step back from the others. He closes his eyes and takes a deep breath. As he breaths out, Delum seems to deflate, shinking gradually back to his original, still rather large size. He seems to sway for a moment after this, the bloodloss of multiple wounds taking their toll. Recovering quickly he growls at the goblin, "Very well, you will show us this altar."
The half-giants's fingers flex as he shifts his grip on the blood covered battleaxe, "This secret failed to bring you or your dead campanions a great deal of strength small one..."
Delum's eyes blaze as he looms over the goblin, breathing heavily, his voice full of barely restrained anger, "You were given the chance for life, you threw it in my face..."
Delum bellows in a mix of rage and triumph as he downs an opponent but is further wounded in the process. He brings his axe in a wide arc upon the head of the remaining human, looking for all the world as if he's trying to cleave the man in two.
Delum slashes savagely at the woman as she attempts to retreat.
Delum's wounds seem to drive the towering warrior into a frenzy. He surges forward, past Coyote to meet the wall of reinforcements. He screams at them, red eyes blazing, "No mere scavengers shall make my end!"
Huh, somehow I've never really thought about this. How does difficult terrain (In this case a goblin corpse) affect movement now that I'm large? Do I really have to suffer difficult terrain costs twice just to move past? By RAW I think that's how it works but it seems wrong that an obstacle becomes more of a hinderance when you increase in size...
Delum ignores the aasimar. The massive warrior roars and charges the throne. His eyes flash a bright fiery red and his axe seems to trail wisps of red as it streaks towards the Throned One.
Delum turns to the reinforcements, his voice a roaring furnace, "Yield! Kneel and your lives will be spared! By my honor I swear!"
Delum curses as the reinforcements approach from the far end of the hall. He swings his massive head towards the throned one, he growls at Deylar, "Out of the way priest, I tire of this!"
What has become of our dear summoner?
Hearing the throned one call for aid, Delum cast a searching glance to the other doors in the room. He shouts to Xaeken and Harrigan, "Hold them here!" Delum then strides back to stand between the two nearest doors, "Ancestors give me strength..." As the words are spoken, a strange scent emanates from the half-giant. It fills the air around him, reminding all those who smell it of old memories thought long forgotten. It is then that Delum begins to grow. The already hulking warrior nearly doubling in size. He towers over the others in the room, holding a battleaxe now larger than any of his companions, he readies himself to attack any that might pass though the doors that flank him.
With Harrigan somewhat predisposed this weekend I'd imagine it prudent to say he 5ft stepped to U4 beside Xaeken before attacking? I doubt he means to continue assaulting a downed opponent.
I'm curious, is the block initiative just to help keep track of things? Or is it first come, first serve within your block as I have seen done elsewhere?
"Then you shall fall nameless and be forgotten..." Delum covers the distance in two long strides to stand alongside Harrigan and answer the young warrior's wound.
The half-gaint watches the four figures warily, "I am Delum Thord, I'll have your names now."
Delum quietly pulls the release and opens the door, his eyes quickly searching the room beyond.
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