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I wasn't planning on starting any new games until October, and then I have committed to GMing an ongoing campaign that is currently on hold while I sort myself out. I'm in unknown territory here, and I fear that I may not get back to normal until the new year. So please don't wait on my account, it may be far too long.
Well that was an interesting couple of weeks... I am now in my new digs and once again have an internet connection. Yay! Unfortunately, until I get a handle on all my new responsibilities, I don't think I should be signing up for any new games yet. It's a bummer, but I think Eadric will have to take a sabbatical while his Bros, Sis, and Cyph go off on more exciting adventures without him. Maybe he'll go to SheildCon and geek out at all the fancy armour? I really appreciate y'all waiting for me though, and I hope you have fun in your games together.
Just a reminder, that was my last post for a while as I will be without internet (or just way too busy) during the move. I dare say the game will be finished by the time I'm settled in my new digs and my internet returned, so I wanted to thank y'all for a fun game, and that I can't wait to see what happens. :)
Eadric does indeed start to turn bright red as Cypher starts giving the greased up acolyte some suggestions on what he and the Aspis can do together. He had no idea how far their plan was going to go, although he perhaps shouldn't be quite so surprised, and can only watch as the poor guy is sent off to embarrass not only himself, but his boss too. However surprised he is by the current scene, Eadric still has enough wits about him to get ready to run when advised to, planning to stay just behind Cypher the whole way to make sure they are protected from any reprisals the wanton spellcraft might cause.
"What!?" Eadric exclaims incredulously, he doesn't even have to act, so used is he to Cypher getting their own way. However, he recovers his wits soon enough to add. "Us... Wait? Do you know WHO we are?" The big man scowls and starts cracking his knuckles. "Boss, you sure I can't brake him, like, just a little bit?"
Eadric frowns deeper, folds his arms once more, and shakes his head, making it very clear what his 'boss' will make of such insolence. "You want me to break his arms, boss?" He asks, threatening to step in front of 'Shadowtongue' and into the acolytes personal space in a slightly less pleasant way than Cypher already has.
Eadric folds his arms and puffs out his chest as the young acolyte approaches. "Hurumph!" He growls, glowering down at the poor man about to face Cypher from his position just behind and to the right of them. All in all, he does his best to look like some kind of mindless goon, Shadowtongue's muscle, should they need it. However, the sights and sounds of this place are a little overwhelming and he finds that his eyes wander from time to time to the action below. These guys are, like, totally crazy!
"Whoa! Seriously?" Eadric asks, slowly edging away from the door. "So that thing... Umm, Lissala's war aspect, is like, totally alive?" He scratches his head and sidles up beside Tenibri, looking up at the statue. "You're, like, a total expert on all this cultist stuff, Bro. Would you say those things Cyph stole from the skinless guys would do the trick? There's only three of them, though."
Eadric puffs out his chest and strides into the room after Cypher, puffing out his chest, ready to back them up with a show of force. "Oh!" He exclaim, looking around at the embarrassingly empty room, "Yeah, totally a rehearsal... It'll look, like, way more impressive when I kick those bad boys in, anyway." He strides past the impressive looking statue, over to the cage-like doors and gives them his mightiest of kicks.
Eadric is positively beaming as he enters the eastern room, since being called clever once was pretty awesome, but twice in one day is practically unheard of. He's also particularly pleased with how happy his suggestion seemed to make Cypher. "What is it with these guys and smelly rooms?" He wonders, waving his hand in front of his face in an attempt to blow away the incense and the underlying smell. "I mean, like, is it part of their cultish self torture rubbish?"
"Totally, Cyph!" He looks at the wand dubiously as he stuffs it in his bag and makes for more fragrant ground, but something Cypher says makes him think twice. "Wait a minute... I have a most excellent idea!" He looks back at the spigot dripping foul water into the barrel and then at the pipe above the beds. "What if we, like, rip out the pipes or something? It'll totally wreck the place and make it way harder to get drinking water if they can't repair it properly..." He gives a smile, ready to yank on a pipe if given the go ahead.
Eadric enters the alcove first, covering his nose as he gestures for Cypher and the others to follow. "Huh... It's just water!" He says with surprise and relief that quickly turns to disgust once he notices the basins. "No way..." He looks back to the others in horror. "Do they actually, like, wash in that stuff? Gagh, that's most foul."
"Ugh! Smells like goblin farts in here..." Eadric says, screwing up his face as he enters the room. "I don't think these cultists are, like, totally hygienic." He's about to head into the east alcove to find the source, half afraid it'll end up being a load of dead cats hanging from the ceiling, when something catches his eye. "Hey, what's that?" He steps up to one of the chests where, wrapped around a magical wand, a letter juts out. Pulling it out, he gives the letter a quick read and then passes it, and the wand, onto anyone else who's interested. "The letter's just gibberish, but like, wands are always most interesting! What do you think it does?"
Just a heads up. I'll be moving home (and country) from the 31st of July and not only will I be unavailable during all the time spent travelling, I won't be able to post until I have managed to get the internet connected to my new house. I had hoped we'd be finished before then, but it looking less likely. As such, I'm happy for anyone to take over the reigns and bot Eadric when the time comes. There are rough botting instructions in his profile.
"Well... That's a bust." Eadric says as he searches through the supplies, "Bet it's not even worth stealing." He shrugs and looks to Kazu, "What do you say, Bro? You feel like sneaking into the room we passed back there?" They saw the doorway to the south a few times as they entered and exited the scarification chamber, and Eadric really wants to get a good lay of the land before confronting the chanting cultists to the north.
Eadric shakes the excess Kyton off his shield, straps it back on, and looks up in time to see Cypher cut free and stow away the cultists' holy symbols. He completely missed the vandalisation of ritual scars, and the cold look in Cypher's eyes as they did it, but their uncharacteristic disposition is easy to see. "Gee, thanks, Cyph!" Eadric says, blushing a little at the peck on the cheek, "Well, like, the brain is a muscle too, right?.. So that means I'm totally covered in brains!" He jokes, giving Cypher a big goofy grin as he flexes his considerable muscles, hoping to lighten the mood, "Must be smarter than any long-bearded wizard I ever met!" He then conducts a haphazard search of the room, going for more speed then precision.
"Sure thing, Cyph!" Eadric says as he unstraps his shield. "I'm totally on it." He looks down at the torturer with disdain and proceeds to whack the everlasting snot out of the devil, repeatedly bringing his shield down two-handed on its head. Once all that's left of the friend's noggin is a pulpy mess, Eadric unclips the Aspis badge from his belt and stuffs it in the Kyton's hand, as if he ripped it free in the struggle.
The possibility that the cultists are voluntarily undergoing torture takes Eadric by surprise, his knowledge is Lissalans being somewhat limited. The thought doesn't change his opinion any on the Kyton, it just makes him feel even more pity for the three poor, potentially brainwashed cultists. He continues through the doorway, shield at the ready and fists clenched.
Eadric narrows his eyes and nods, "Extreme prejudice! Got it, Cyph." He clenches his fist tightly and stalks towards the door, eyes filled with a look of determination and hatred that is unusual for the big goofball. After all, from what little Cypher has told him of their life in Nidal, the self-appointed guardian, feeling much like an older brother, is very eager to show the Kyton just what he thinks of him and his contemporaries. However, before doing anything rash, he takes Cypher's advice and tries to be as quiet as possible, hoping to catch the devil by surprise.
Eadric was happily carving a goofy grin in one of the dolls when Kazu approached, his tongue sticking out in concentration. "What..." He exclaims in a low voice of his own, immediately dropping his doll back into the crate and unslinging his shield. "I know we're supposed to, like, mess with these guys and stuff, but we can't just let them get tortured by devils! We totally have to help them..." He looks towards the door Kazu just returned from and gets ready to storm the place.
Eadric smiles at the idea of giving the dolls smiles. "What if we try burning mouths into them? We could totally paint smiles with some lantern oil, and like, whoosh, stick a tindertwig to them until they look happy?" He takes another quick glance at the crate, feeling much better about thievery or vandalism now that he knows children aren't involved. "It might look most interesting when done, and like, totally quicker than carving."
"So... Umm, should we, like, take these dolls?" Eadric wonders as he takes one out of the crate and looks at it closely. "I know we're trying to be most annoying to these guys, but it seems totally wrong to steal from children." He takes a quick look around the room as Kazu does a more thorough inspection for potential danger, and pockets one of the dolls anyway. "The cultists must be real busy or something, with all that chanting and stuff. We should totally take advantage and take look around for stuff to..." He quickly glances back over his shoulder, just in case, and whispers conspiratorially, "Do?"
"Totally, Sis! I guess we're not invited after all..." Eadric replies to Helme. "We're just, like, dropping in with a few gifts and an apology. If I were an Aspis- I mean, as a totally legit Aspis agent, I'm, like, most upset our bosses didn't mention that this might happen." He maintains his defensive stance, eyes shut tight, waiting for the others to walk safely by. "Sounds like a plan, Boss."
"Huh!?" Eadric turns toward the shouts, growing more confused by the moment. He had felt a strange tingling sensation in the pit of his stomach when he met the creature's eyes from across the room, but is fairly sure it wasn't because of love at first sight... Or was it? Before he has time to search his feelings properly, he realises what Tenibri said and shuts his eyes tight, trusting in his companions as he waits.
"Well then..." Eadric says, slinging his shield and opting instead to go for his spear, readying himself for a nasty battle, "I guess we'll just have to see what this gnarly lizard can do. Get back guys, I've totally got this!" He gives everyone a smile and a confident wink, "When it's done surprising us, you guys can totally surprise it." Once everybody is safely hidden, the self appointed bodyguard lowers his stance, ready to strike, and takes a deliberate step to the right to break the plane of the glyph.
Eadric lowers his shield and turns around to watch everyone stare at a blank wall instead of heading for cover. "So, umm... Am I doing this or not?" He asks after thanking Garr for the backup. "I mean, like, what's the worst a disappearing wall can do to me? If there're bouncers behind there, they would have totally attacked us by now. So, like, how could this even be considered a trap?" He wonders, scratching his head. "It's most confusing! I'd still totally prefer it if you guys were hiding behind that wall over there when I do it though."
"Should I touch it?" Eadric asks, secretly hoping it is a trap and not the entrance to another brothel as Garr suggested. "If everyone, like, stands way back, I think I can totally set it off safely..." He says as he edges past Cypher, inches closer to the runes, and unslings his shield - apparently, he takes his role as bodyguard very seriously. "I have most excellent reflexes." He adds with a reassuring smile.
That all depends on what we find down there. If we find out they love dancing, Eadric will be first to get a cèilidh going, 'accidently' stepping on toes, breaking relics, and breaking noses with stray elbows. I imagine as that's going on, Cypher will seduce the high priest's favourite son or daughter, and Garr will drink all the liquor and then throw up all over the altar. :)
I'm not sure if there's anything we can do about the relics (eg. give 'em fakes) yet since we need to get through the front door, but maybe Kazu can put his roguish skills to good use? I'm hoping that once we're in and get to look around, we'll be able to find some way to sow chaos and ruin anything the Lissalans might be planning or doing. I can't remember much about what they get up to, but there must be something that we could steal to ruin their rituals. :) |
