That's sad to hear! I was really enjoying the campaign and the other players.
I hope life calms down for you. Perhaps instead of closing the campaign we could call a month hiatus and re-evaluate at that point?
Search Posts
Any updates DM? :)
Still here! Good to see you back Selena!
Mird hisses back "I think it's teleported or something magical. I don't see any footsteps...and those feathers should have covered anything in the area."
All, I will be unavailable starting tonight Friday, 8/9/2013, without internet or cell service until the evening Sunday, 8/11/2013.
Mird stands stunned for a second, then whips his head back and forth looking for any sign of the creature.
"Wait...something's not...WHAT THE?!?!?! BEHIND US!"
Mird takes a step to follow Thantos and Selena, then remembers what the mage said about traveling through the glass. He steps back and takes the shard in the rooms and smashes it on the ground, then takes up post next to Father Armand. He shoulders his bow and draws out his cold iron longsword.
"Dirk!!!" shouts Mird, taken off guard by the sudden attack. He squints an eye and looses an arrow at the thing. He glances back to Father Armand, and decides he would be safer if they killed the beast quicker rather than later.
Mird says nothing, keeping himself as alert and close to Father Armand as possible.
Mird jumps slightly as Thantos whispers to him. He shakes his head ruefully, "I can't be sure. It sounds like wind whistling through cracks in the stonework...but I can't be so sure with the kinds of things we've seen here."
Mird sidles up to the door on the left and listens as closely as he can to see if he can hear anything on the other side.
"What's one more floor?" Mird shrugs and takes up his post as they move towards the top of the tower.
Mird walks towards Selena and beckons for her to look at the mouse tracks to the crack in the floor. "Selena, do you think your butterfly, Theras, could look in there? Or would it be too dangerous if there's still mice?"
Mird swiftly nods at Selena's assertion. "Agreed. And more concerning is that fact that I can't find any blood spattered tracks, for as messy as the creature that did this was."
"Perhaps something or someone has set this puzzle to confound, and then to kill, whoever is unhappy enough to enter. Either that or the people who built this place had enemies who are trying to keep them from returning to here."
Mird keeps his eyes and ears open with an arrow readied.
"I don't know that I'm comfortable sleeping yet without checking the rest of the rooms."
Mird says nothing, but at the sound of Selena's minute gasp of pain, nocks an arrow and immediately starts looking around the room.
As he looks around, bow readied, he steps closer to Father Armand.
"We're a bit worse for the wear, aren't we Dirk? Heh." This unusual display of humor from Mird catches himself off guard and he smiles sheepishly for a moment, then he steps back as Selena looks at the mirror shard.
As Dirk steps in, breaking Mird's concentration, he shakes his head a moment and puts his hand on Dirk's shoulder. "I was wondering the same thing my friend."
I do not like to leave a place for an enemy to attack Father Armand from behind. I agree we should not leave them where they are, but I also agree it is not necessary to destroy them needlessly.
"I hope there weren't any other...more dangerous creatures than those baboons."
Mird shakes his head, "That is unlikely by normal means of tracking. Although, magically, you would have more expertise than I on the possibilities of finding one's prey."
"I hope that means we'll hear anything out of the ordinary with less noise from that storm." Mird looks at the doorways and says, "I suggest the door on our left."
I'll be gone tomorrow. RL group is meeting!
That's true...damn this curiosity of mine! EDIT BTW, Nice touch on the last post Selena. I enjoyed that :)
Maybe I'm too into stepping into another dimension!
"Should we attempt to...use the mirror? Father Armand, Thantos, or Selena, can any of you figure out if there is a command or some such that "opens" the mirror?"
"It is only unfortunate that now we may never know where they lead, or if we could have used them." Mird looks over to Father Armand and casually walks to where he can easily protect him.
Sorry to hear that, my thoughts and prayers.
"That was...anticlimactic." Mird states simply, shaking his head at the loss of an arrow.
Mird nods his head, taking the arrow he had just pulled out of the creature, nocks it, looks back to make sure all of his companions are out of the doorway, and looses the arrow directly at the shard.
Mird walks over to the dead creature, and pulls his arrow out, checking it to make sure it is still serviceable. He moves to wipe the blood off, but thinks better of it and holds it in his bow hand to use again.
Mird's arrow whistles through the air as he shoots at the baboon, focusing on a fleshy spot.
"Father Armand, behind me!" Mird quickly grabs another arrow and runs toward Armand to put himself between the baboon and the father.
"Look at all these goods. We can provision for months from this. Wait...what is that sound?!" Mird draws his bow and an arrow and tries to pinpoint the origin of the sound.
"I think we should take a moment to eat something and replenish our strength. I wonder if there are any arrows or bows in this lot..."
Mird stays by the door, trying to keep an eye on both the hallway, and the room interior with his bow and nocked arrow. He scans the ceiling of the new room to see if anything is up there. |