"Should that calm our fears, or confirm them?
"I'm sorry, being quiet now, not talking at all any more."
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Hopefully at a crucial moment, mwhahahaaaa!
Did you see my d17 roll?
Thanks Roland. Its been fun.
Did anyone else get some spam PM from Capt Greg?
Gripping her flail as an indication of nervousness, Kay ascends the stairs with the small group.
Kay tilts her head slightly as she quickly walks under the gate. "What is it? What's out there?"
"I was thinking to do just that, Mr Bishop, but that I do not know, Mr Toruun if you could please do us the honour, the
Well, yes, Kay is mostly fearless - but I don't want to bring ruin and damnation on all the players...
But you're the evil gm who wants us to alert everyone...
I'm tempted to have Kay call out, to see who responds... what do you think?
"Yes, good tactics indeed. I just wish the dog could speak our language..."
”We follow the bulk of the people, across that bridge over there, I guess.”
" Luminescent mushrooms, Mr Toruun," Kay offered her theories in a quiet voice, "would they be needed by the dwarves to navigate their own halls? I think not. The mushrooms were used by others to pass through here, and I would suggest that these 'others' brought the mushrooms with them. So they are probably from swampy areas themselves, don't you think? Mr Bishop, does this theory fit with your observations?" "Now, I wonder what this hound would say about it all? the halfling ponders whilst looking at what the dog is looking at...
"Good idea Mr Bishop. Let me see..."
"Quiet lot..."
"Well, Mr Silas? Should we dig through as well?" Kay pulls out some of the rubble tentatively, checking to see that it doesn't collapse on her.
Not dead yet. ;) still here too. Why don't you aim for two gm posts each week and we will see who can keep up with that pace?
Kay is also keen to move further into the tunnel.
"Mr Toruun, can you tell us more about the hounds?"
"Yes, please do, Mr Bishop. I'm not very good at such things."
"I THINK I'LL KEEP CRAWLING THROUGH THIS TUNNEL. THE HOUND IS LEADING THE WAY. OH, HANG ON A MINUTE..." The echoes of the halfling's yell is replaced with her round behind reversing back out.
Kay sticks her head through the hole after the hound to have a look at what's inside.
"Mr Toruun," calls Kay loudly, "You need to come see this."
"I got a bad feeling about this... Still, come along Mr Bishop. There is nothing to do but to follow."
Kay assists Harbek as best she can. The dwarf probably knows this stuff well.
Kay goes snooping about for a doorbell, or a secret entrance...
"...could still be about?" Kay almost chokes on her food.
"Damn indeed, Mr Bishop. No tea!" Snooping through two houses (and picking at the food), Kay goes looking for some sign of where the people have headed off to, and perhaps even why.
"Mr Toruun, do you know were they may have retreated to?" she asks of her dwarf companion, with a mouth full of food, and mug in hand. "Should we just holler a Hello?" Kay suggests, between bites of a turkey leg. She hands the wolfhound some meat, her pack shifting awkwardly and heavily, soon sliding off her shoulder. "Oh dear. No, no. I'll just brush the dirt off, its still good. Besides, I've eaten roast potatoes much worse than these."
"Great news. My desire for a cup of tea has overwhelmed my sense of caution. Let's go meet these dwarves."
"Well spotted, Mr Bishop. Perhaps they are boiling some tea just for us, Mr Bishop. And with some luck, it will be the dwarves we are looking for. Do they look like dwarven fires, Mr Toruun?" Kay's little legs are pushed hard to pick up the pace. One final push is worth it, as she fears that which the rainfall has held back.
Kay finds it interesting that despite the rain, she can hear crickets chirping.
"Well, yes Mr Bishop, I too would prefer that. But it's best to make the most of what you've got, and to look for the positive in your current situation. No point always chasing the greenest grass when the paddock you're in is already green."
"See Mr Toruun, Mr Bishop, this is nice, right. The rain is actually cheery, if only because we know that She and her minions can't abide it. And the forest just seems more... natural, undisturbed here. Don't you think that it's nice?"
Kays smiles encouragingly at the dwarf, "Off to see your kinsmen are we, or do you not know the dwarves of High Krandon?"
Thanks for letting us know
Kay walks along with her round chin up. It is only her natural good spirits and optimism which keep her from slumping under a tree to sleep for a day or two. She has nicks and cuts and bruises all over, she has missed several meals, and the end of this situation doesn't seem to be near enough. It is a lot more than she expected, and probably more than what was expected of her, but she is still her cheery self. Even the wolfhound seems like a good omen, and clearly the rain is good for her and her companions even if it is uncomfortable.
"Possessed? Now, that doesn't sound good. How would we know, Mr Silas, if we were possessed?"
"Welcome back to the land if the wakeful. Don't get up quickly, Mr Atterleigh, you'll get dizzy and just fall down again. These people have been defending the city from our little plague problem."
Thanks Caveth. All updated.
I have to confess that I've lost track of hp. Trying to sort it out on the small screen of a phone isn't the best way to go about it.
"That sounds like a good plan, Roland. I wish you the best of luck, and gods' speed when you need it."
"Silas, are you certain of creating a cure? Because then, when it all boils down, we don't really need to defend the city, right? if we can cure the plague anyway. I mean, I don't want the city infected at all, not one bit, but if we miss the opportunity to create a cure, or even just delay it, that's a pretty bad outcome. On the other hand, not defending the city so that we can make a cure is, in the end, a well justified risk, I think." Kay will go with Silas.
An immediate problem with have is the need to make a decision with group consensus. That will always slow things down. I am very happy with the game. There have been times where I have been busy with work lately, and I've checked the game and thought 'there's nothing for Kay to add, so I'll see if I can post later' and haven't always found time later. When there is something for Kay to add I will make the effort to post. Ideally I try to post daily to keep things ticking over. That has been difficult with the game stalling at the moment.
Agreed on keeping the party together, I would send Kay with the majority.
"It is a good idea to leave the boat with the last line of defence."
Kay nods her agreement with Caveth.
Kay looks around, her hands out-spread with a look of did anyone see that? on her face. Basically exhausted by the tension of... everything, Kay sits with a splash in the mud, for about 4 seconds, "I'll give you a hand Caveth."
I just noticed I hadn't addressed this: fling it to his feet. I would guess the dishonour of being disarmed is enough.
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