Longtooth slams the big doors shut and looks about for something to bar them with.
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"Oh, crap."
Alia squeezes her way through the corridor and back to the guest room . "Well? Is there anything to see in there?" asks Longtooth.... Continuing on she finds a door blocking her way. Not the actual room's door but a thick tower shield of a door held by Alak Dool's huge mysterious bodyguard. Small, deep-set red eyes look down on Alia from around the barrier, challenging her. Beyond, inside the room somewhere, she can hear Dool inside muttering a spell. dice:
Alia: Behind her down the hall Alia notices that the illusion of the lich has disappeared.
Longtooth shakes his head at Illthir's words in resignation.
It looks fine Illithir from about 25 feet away and around the corner through a thick screen of heavily armored individuals. After hearing Illitir though, Matheus looks to Longtooth and suggests he go check things out. To which the indignant old rogue replies "After all the noise you lot made getting here? The dead were already awake. You didn't have to wake them more."
"You mean it'll demolish half the estate?" Illthir attempted a joke, but it felt a bit flat. Because there was probably a good chance that could *actually* happen. "Well, maybe, but look on the bright side. We might be in the other half." Longtooth says with a wink. With that he sets to work. Mother Vorst sighs and prays to Pharasama for guidance for the old rogue. dice:
And moments later there's a loud click and Longtooth smiles.
Durgan floats up the stair, while Alia calls in Longtooth. "Let's see what we have here... Hm. Hmm. Well that's pressure plate alright. You want me to disable it or let it slide. I would not recommend triggering it from a "safe distance," if you know what I mean." The undead wizard doesn't seem to take much notice of party.
"Third floor then. Carefully. And ready to throw a sheet over that darn skull." Illthir agrees. It seemed unlikely the host of the house would object to some minor vandalism at this point, so she borrows some curtains for the deed. "If I can manage the angle I might be able to hit it from our landing with a dagger."
"Maybe we should first take a look and see if that Ghoul is still there. Illusion it may be, but if something sustains it's magic, still, then a source must be close by. Plus we don't know what else is up there, and we're already here...finishing combing the building - for survivors or clues - before we search elsewhere would seem opportune." "It's still there. I've been keeping an eye off and on on it"
The door busts open behind Serena, but Longtooth seemingly prepared brings his sword up to the throat of the nearest of the two would-be ambushers. "You're Drelev's man, Terrion, aren't you? And the other is one of Varn's bodyguards." "Aye." says a nervous Terrion. "We retreated here to tend our wounds before heading off again to find our lords." "And who's this one with the door?" Longtooth asks nodding to the monstrous figure standing opposite. The two men indicate they haven't seen the hulk before. Then the brute says in a low growl "I am one of Lord Dool's Door Guard."
"Um. Longtooth." says Longtooth looking over to Serena and shrugging. He looks back at the cloaked giant holding the door now like a tower shield. "Nice trick. An illusion?" Perception 18: There the sound of footsteps behind the double doors just north of where Serena is standing.
"Maybe. But we're on the second floor and I don't remember seeing anything on outside while taking the tour. Plus, look at it. It looks more like the sort of door you would see in a dungeon rather than in a manor." Longtooth stealthily approaches the errant door. : The door isn't just a door! Impossibly there is 7-foot-tall humanoid in dark leather armor crouching behind it using it like a tower shield. It seemed like just a flat wooden door a moment ago.
He heads slowly stealthily off to the other hall. He gets to the corner and looks down the hallway before turning back and waving Serena forward. When Serena arrives: Longtooth shines the light of his blade into the hallway. "Do you notice anything strange about the arrangement of doorways down this hall?" whispers Longtooth nodding toward the single door on the southern wall.
"Follow me." says Longtooth pulling his glowing sword out of his sheath just enough to light the way a bit.
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Watches are drawn up by Lord Varn and Matheus and the night passes under a cloud of dread.
"We should go have a look." Longtooth says to Serena before turning to Lord Renault and saying "You stay here Sammy and wake the others if there's any trouble." For his part Samuel Renault does not balk at the over-familiarity.
Longtooth sets to work on the lock. dice:
And a moment later there is an audible click. He gives the door a tug. It resists at first before swinging open upon a vault chamber filled with prone humanoids.
"And the door?" Longtooth says hitching a thumb toward the room's locked door. "That thing was guarding something. My nose is sure of it."
With his sword held aloft it is hard to see Longtooth smile in the shadows.
Even slowed the golem manages to turn quick enough to provide a too narrow target for most of the old rogue's blows to land squarely.
Longtooth hurls himself from around a bookcase and onto the golem's flank, avoiding a giant, jagged, glass elbow to the nose by a hair's breadth. His iron sword, glowing with an eerie ghost light, bursts through one of the panes forming the glass giant's leg, causing glass to fly.
Longtooth goes on the defensive, narrowly avoiding the glass giant's glass sword.
The thing advances through the darkness. "What is that thing?" says Longtooth, the words coming out in a breathless gasp.
"I have a bad feeling about this...."
"Lemme have a look." says Longtooth getting closer.
"Hm? Looks fine to me. Go ahead, Matheus."
"It's a real shame you know." says Longtooth looking down at the insensate Zokon.
"The Lord Mayor." adds Longtooth. He turns and looks at Kozen who looks deep in his own thoughs.
"Well that's a bit of a scrum." Longtooth comments to Vorst and Serena far back from the battle. He looks about the maze for a way around crowded junction.
Longtooth races around the corner and out of sight of Serena only appear behind Durgan's foe delivering it a deathblow with his sword.
Then Longtooth stabs the monster from behind.
Longtooth's sword suddenly appears in his hand. He dodges around behind the monster attacking Mother Vorst, barely avoiding a bite. His first swipe back doesn't connect and puts the beast on it's guard.
And if that doesn't work... "Does anyone have Enlarge Person prepared? Or a scroll or potion?" The merchant looks distracted when Longtooth grabs him roughly by the collar, looks him in the face and says "And what about you wizard? Got anything useful on your person?"
Wherever she is Serena is only aware of the impenetrable dark, and the cold, and the slow passage of time--time she remembers not having, but she can't remember why.... Then she remembers and sits up. She was on hard-packed earth in a cave--an ossuary that had recently seen a fire. A group of four Kozens, and one Longtooth are looking down at her. "Wakey wakey." says the older man with a wink and smile. And puts an empty glass vial back into his belt pouch. "What would the Dawnflower say if she were to see you laying down on job, aye?" Laying nearby is the body Balthur Mistbreather, and the little porcupine man--a tiny spiky island in spreading pool of blood.
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Unseen by all, Longtooth sneaks up on skeleton outside of the blast radius and ends it with a dagger to the base of the spine.
"I've got a bad feeling about this."
Serena pauses momentarily to lay hands on herself , healing 1d6 damage, and raises her holy symbol, calling on the power of Sarenrae. All three skeletons collapse into heaps and several skulls clatter to the floor. The remaining skulls snap their jaws angrily at Serena. Kozen produces a scroll of vellum, Longtooth a large vial of something. "GET OUT OF THE WAY!" shouts Longtooth. dice:
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"HEY! I was gonna knacker that one! Think tactically, woman! This isn't some game after all!" complains the old scoundrel. "By the way where's the dwarf?" As he speaks he rolls under the guard of the other skeleton beside Serena and shatters it with a low blow from a small truncheon that suddenly appears in his hand.
"Well that's one way to get down quick."
Serena begins her descent, acutely aware that she is not dressed for climbing. The rope slides through her hands and it is only her gauntlets that prevent her from suffering rope burn.
"Oh brother." mutters Longtooth.
"I've got that covered. Get climbing."
With a minute's worth of prep time, they sort out the ropes, and Longtooth prepares to spring trapped floor and then quickly jam it open so they don't find themselves trapped below with Kozen and Balthur Mistbreather--assuming they are still alive. "If the floor closes again it is likely to snap the rope." explains the old rogue while he works.
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Longtooth triggers the trapped floor.
Serena winces. "If there is any chance that they survived and could be rescued, then yes, I owe them that much. And it seems likely that Kozen, at least, survived the fall. I don't suppose that you're packing a couple of feather fall spells?" Longtooth laughs. Do you honestly think if I were a wizard that I would have have to use lockpicks to open the door? He smiles good-naturedly and shakes his head. "No my lady. I'm afraid all I have is simple, old-fashioned rope." He looks around at the kitchen you both have found yourselves in. There are three exits not counting the pantry. The one directly behind Longtooth seems to lead outside as their is sunlight coming in through the window set in it. Longtooth begins pulling a coil of fine silk rope from under his cloak.
"I suppose being a paladin, and all you will want to go after them won't you?" says Longtooth with a sort of hopeless smile.
"I think I've got it!" crows Longtooth. "I've got it!" The walls stop moving and the old rogue smiles and pulls the door open. At the moment the door becomes perpendicular with the wall, there's a loud crack and floor drops out from underneath everyone. "I don't got it!" screams Longtooth. As the floor begins to fall away he dives through the doorway.
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"Right there. Perfect." Longtooth says producing a lock pick from his belt. "Uh oh...." says Longtooth. "'Uh oh', what?" asks Kozen. "It's rigged. This is quality stuff." says Longtooth leaning in and maneuvering the tip of Serena's blade into a better position to see the lock. As he ponders the mechanism behind the keyhole he goes quiet and everyone notices the floor lower a hair's breath.... "It's not the only thing trapped." says Balthur indicating the east and west walls. They appear to slowly moving inwards shoving the panty items before them. "Right. No pressure then." says Longtooth looking back at Serena. "At least--not yet." The old man smiles and then sets to work.
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"No. Bring it over here, so I can inspect this lock." says Longtooth from behind Serena and next to the room's only door.
"You can introduce me then." Longtooth says and smiles in delight.
he adopts a smile at Longtooths words "Well the tales of our adventures arenone to match yours Lord Longtooth, we have had a few, we had to earn our piece of the lands we are to govern. Each of my companions has toiled long and hard at this endeavour, none have lagged and so we will probably be very deserving of a good tale or two at the end of it all." "You are too modest my friend it is not everyone who can escape the wrath of Raston Selline, the finest swordsman and (thereby by default) the Lord Mayor of Mivon. We have the time and are not at the business of parley yet. You can indulge an old man. I must know, how was it done?" Some of the other attendees notice the enthusiasm in the old man's voice, and turn to look. Longtooth looks abashed but still eager.
"The man plays his cards close to his chest. No doubt he is watching us as much as we are watching him." says Longtooth of Iannuchi, to no one in particular. His eyes glance between the many servants in and around the hall. "Sorry." the older man says as if just realizing he had spoken aloud. He smiles a toothy grin. "I am Longtooth from Varisia in the west. And you are Zokon last of your party that departed Restov earlier this year for the Greenbelt. A pleasure to meet such a dedicated explorer. I'm sure you could spin some tales of your travels."
Knowledge (local) DC 13:
If he is the Longtooth, then he is the Ulfen ne'er do well folk hero known for his quick fingers and cleverness. Funny, you thought he would be younger. Knowledge (local) DC 15:
There are a number of tales throughout the northern lands of Longtooth overcoming, evil giants, dragons, and other seemingly insurmountable opposition and danger through quick wits and daring. Knowledge (local) DC 24:
Many of these tales you believe were created by Longtooth himself to smooth over the reality that he is in fact a ruthless and calculating underworld kingpin.
"Indeed" seconds the old rascal, Longtooth.
"'Longtooth' will do." Interrupts the man, smiling a warm, gap-toothed smile. "Thank you, Igor." He offers a knotty old pianist's hand, and shakes any given in return.
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