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Duncan remains unconscious but is breathing normally.
Duncan feels the sting of the arrow that plunges deep into his arm. Growling in frustration Duncan swung his hammer at the Bandit in front of him (Red).
Duncan uses his last spell of the day to cast Bless on Himself, Orym and Rodalas.
I hear that! I too have noticed my drive to post is down because life is so much more hectic with the kids constantly around. Glad to see you back!
Me too, hope everyone is doing ok. :)
"Yes we should press on."
Happy Easter indeed everyone!
"Let's ensure this bandit does in fact leave and protect our flank." I moved Duncan to the beginning of the fog of war on that room, we follow the bandit and make sure he goes up the stairs.
”He has dropped his weapon, his fate now belongs to Procan. Begone from our sight bandit. If we see you again we will not be as forgiving.” Duncan added sternly.
"And where is he?"
Looking to Orym Duncan stated "I believe he means his own lil ones, Orym." Turning to the frightened bandit Duncan continued "Dont' worry, IF your little ones do exist you will see them again, as long as you keep talking. So where exactly is Sanbalet? Can he be reasoned with or will he only succumb to a show of force."
”Before we let you go we need some questions answered. Who else or what else is down here? What have you and your companions been doing under this house?”
Duncan follows Orym down the tunnel after the bandit. Suddenly they are both surrounded by darkness. "Well they already know we are here." Suddenly Duncan touched his helm and muttered an incantation.
Ya pretty crazy times. Oh well that means we will all be cooped up and able to post more right?? :p
I vote on pursue. Rodalas want to scout after him?
Duncan very abrasively offered the remaining bandit an ultimatum. ”Your friends are dead, surrender now and we will make your journey into Procan’s arms swift.”
Very cool
As the arrows continue to fly past Duncan he shouted his cry echoed in the halls."Procan has blessed me this day!"
Duncan wields his Warhammer and strikes the bandit close to him and yells "There are NO spirits in this house... YET!
Duncan whispers "Anyone see any signs of which way they might have gone?" If not, then Rodalas I suggest you pick a tunnel to scout.
"I do not like the idea of stumbling in the dark myself, however I can light the way for us but then anyone waiting to ambush us will see us coming. Why don't we try the lit path to the east first. Rodalas you can scout ahead again."
Duncan nods at Rodalas "Yes that's a good idea. Keep your eye out for over sized insects and rodents. Well that and those bandits."
Still groggy from the centipede poison Duncan flexed his joints. "Alright, Orym why don't you and Rodalas take the lead. I'll follow up behind and make sure nothing tries to surprise us.
Nodding to Orym, Duncan added "My friend here has a point, quit your over dramatic grovelling. We don't have time for prisoners. Procan looks favorably upon you today, leave this house now and never return. If the others are as weak as you, we need not worry ourselves." Duncan grabbed under the arm lifting up and immediately ushering him towards the stairs leading up. "If we seen you again we will not be so merciful." Duncan threatened. "Now Orym I can heal your wounds, but then my powers will be spent for the day."
"This of course means we should be extra cautious and the other two have gone and running off without us." Duncan rolled his eyes. "Let's see where they have gotten off to before it's too late and we are the one's begging for mercy."
Oh my. That’s terrible. All the best to you. Take whatever time you need, I can’t imagine what you are going through.
Duncan breathed heavily, his heart racing as the battle wound down. He scowled at the bandit "On yer knees boy! We will grant you your Mercy, but first you are going to tell us whom else that friend of yours is going to tell we are here?"
Raising his shield and wielding his warhammer Duncan moves to engage the bandit against the wall. (Blue)
Beginning of next round Duncan will cast Bane on the three Crossbow men. CHarisma saves DC 13.
Ha nice idea with the matress. Guess you would effectively have a tower shield. While you are holding a tower shield:
Putting his hand on Rodalas' shoulder Duncan says "You should go next, I will cover our backs. Don't be afraid, Procan will protect us." Once Rodalas is down the stairs Duncan will follow, closing the trap door above them.
Seeing the panic in Rodalas’ eyes Duncan grabbed him by the shoulders. “Get a hold of yourself! Procan will protect us! If you are now to afraid I will open this door myself.” Duncan knelt down and opened the trap door.
"Anyone want to try anything before I open this?"
“Right then. Let’s investigate the footprints. There are books for the scholar types here if anyone wants them.” Duncan leads the group t the room with the footprints.
Duncan looks at the hallway and decides to look into the two doors to the north and south that have been left open. To the north he sees the open desk and papers strewn about. Duncan moves south and rummages through the library. He finds himself quite on edge fearing something else will jump out at him. "Bloody centipedes..." he mumbled.
One whole HD to roll...
The dreams haunting Duncan as the poison coursed through his veins disrupted his attempts to get a decent sleep. His muscles burned as he struggled to get up on his own. "How long was I out?"
Feeling as though his ability to heal has diminished Duncan looks towards the ground through his open hands and utters I was bested by vermin... Procan is not happy with me." Looking at his surroundings Duncan said "So, you have managed to drag me to another room, did I miss anything?"
I check every day and would be posting if I was conscious :D. Bet I could do was make up a dream post even though it didn't add anything to the situation.
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I'm unconscious. Need you guys to pick a course of action while I am out.
The sea air blew cold and salty on Duncan's face. The waves crashing on the weathered hull of his mighty ship. He could feel the helm in his grip as he steered the ship cutting through the waves of a rough storm. "Procan's wrath is fierce today!" He yelled to his first mate over the thunderous sound of the waves hitting the ship. When his first mate did not respond or turn around, Duncan yelled "Samuel! How far to shore?". Again his first mate did not respond. He dared to let go of the helm to grab Samuel by the shoulder turning him around. Instantly Samuel's clothes fell from his body, almost melting away revealing a giant centipede that instantly wrapped itself around Duncan. As he struggled for breath the creature reared it's head and bit down, engulfing Duncan's head with a muffled scream. Everything went black...
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