Jaden finds a good strong spot to put our new friend, and make sure he will not get eaten, and leave him tied up for the night, as we make camp in the temple to the dwarf god. It has the best door for to bar.
"If we are going to camp in the room with the anvil, can we knock it dead first?" With plans to smash it if it does, Hozs will attempt to put the gem in the anvil. In his simple logic, if the gem will animate the anvil, he can destroy the gem to destroy the anvil.
As Hozs places the gem into the depression in the anvil a wash of energy flows through the room, raising the parties spirits and alleviating their aches. Any repeated attempts to use the gem doesn't produce any effects. The anvil doesn't move.
[ I haven't totaled the loot or kept a running tab. I will need to run through the adventure and tally it up if no one kept track (and I thought I added some bonus stuff into the loot but I don't remember where/what.), this may take a few days....[/ooc]
When Jaden announces the plan to stay the night in the temple room, Effan agrees and hurries out to retreive Catharine. On his return, Effan splutters incoherently in alarm as Hozs slips the gem into the anvil. Then he relaxes as the healing aura washes over him. He grins a little sheepishly at the others, then scowls and opens his pack.
He breaks out the last of his rations. "Anyone care for a bite?"
Over dinner Effan stands to speak. "We've played pretty fast and loose with what we've found so far. I just kind of appropiated this wand, and others have taken what they can use. But now, we've a nice pile of money, and money brings trouble. It would be best to decide what we're going to do with it now, before anyone gets too attached to it."
Hozs will take a closer look at the wand and potion. "Maybe they too have nature secrets eh Miss Squeek?" Hozs has a good job and a lot of support from home, so money is not an issue for him. Not to mention he has no concept of economics. "Uhmmm... maybe Laural can use some to help the sick people though. Or I can get those new shoes for the Mr. Ferry Pony."
Hozs will take a closer look at the wand and potion. "Maybe they too have nature secrets eh Miss Squeek?" Hozs has a good job and a lot of support from home, so money is not an issue for him. Not to mention he has no concept of economics. "Uhmmm... maybe Laural can use some to help the sick people though. Or I can get those new shoes for the Mr. Ferry Pony."
"That's a fine idea, Hozs. I think giving a portion to Laurel would be a fine idea and second it. I'm sure there'll be some left over for horse shoes too."
Handing over the ruby to the big man, Faldor stands behind him with his rapier at the ready. A sigh of relief comes along with the cleansing feeling that washed out from the anvil. "I guess it was older then the dwarves 'torment' that they started."
Again Faldor picks up the gem, "Since I am unable to carry the money would it be okay if I kept this gem?" As he holds it up in his fingers he remembers the crossbow, "Oh and I did take this crossbow as well so I understand if not."
After everything is calm he walks out side and retrieves his fox and begins talking to her about the day the journey they've made and how best to make it into verse.
Still have a bit you could explore if you want, and an hour until sundown....
Updated map. The stairs in the wolf's room is blocked with a bunch of debris and unpassable without a ton of excavation.
Still have a bit you could explore if you want, and an hour until sundown....
Updated map. The stairs in the wolf's room is blocked with a bunch of debris and unpassable without a ton of excavation.
Jaden works the action on his crossbow, oiling the actions and keeping the strings tight and keeping them from breaking. He watches the door and the sleeping comrades for anything that might be arise.
Jaden had talked with the group at moveing double time back to the town, to get the cure back before it has been to long.
Jaden works the action on his crossbow, oiling the actions and keeping the strings tight and keeping them from breaking. He watches the door and the sleeping comrades for anything that might be arise.
Jaden had talked with the group at moveing double time back to the town, to get the cure back before it has been to long.
Hosz spends some time working his nature secrets but wants to stretch his legs before settling in for the night. The room next door, having no door, gets a peek.
Hosz spends some time working his nature secrets but wants to stretch his legs before settling in for the night. The room next door, having no door, gets a peek.
Old cobweb-covered racks and armor stands dominate much of this small chamber. It looks to have been a well-stocked armory but a quick glance turns up no arms or armor. Hozs spots a distinctive looking crack running down the eastern wall toward the northeast corner of the room that he thinks might be a secret door or old walled-up opening that may lead to another room...
Nothing moves in the room.
Effan will amble along with Hozs. No one should be alone.
Effan will amble along with Hozs. No one should be alone.
"Very interesting, Hozs. If it is a door, perhaps there's a trigger here somewhere to open it."
As you get closer you can see a fairly clear outline of a door, but you can't seem to locate a trigger to open it. Crossing the floor you notice a lot of debris is concealed beneath the dust, effecting your footing slightly....
As you get closer you can see a fairly clear outline of a door, but you can't seem to locate a trigger to open it. Crossing the floor you notice a lot of debris is concealed beneath the dust, effecting your footing slightly....
What kind of debris? If the door opened toward us would it sweep it away? That is, must the door push open?
As you get closer you can see a fairly clear outline of a door, but you can't seem to locate a trigger to open it. Crossing the floor you notice a lot of debris is concealed beneath the dust, effecting your footing slightly....What kind of debris? If the door opened toward us would it sweep it away? That is, must the door push open?
"Careful Effan." Hozs uses Miss Stick as a cane to help his balance keep as he looks around.
"Careful Effan." Hozs uses Miss Stick as a cane to help his balance keep as he looks around.
You notice that the crossbow bolt nearest to you looks new ever though it is coated with an age of dust, you seem to have some trouble finding more bolts though.....
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You notice that the crossbow bolt nearest to you looks new ever though it is coated with an age of dust, you seem to have some trouble finding more bolts though.....
"Hozs, why don't we scoop up that quarrel for Faldor? It would go well with his new crossbow. ... Here give me a hand with this..."
Effan picks up a piece of wood and tries to lever open the "alleged" door.
"Uhmm... OK." hozs grabs the bolt and attempts to with the door.
Keegan amuses himself for a while by finding deathwatch beetles in the rubble and stuffing them into the captured kobold's nostrils. Once he becomes bored with that, he starts mumbling numbers to himself.
"1. 1. 2. 3. 5. 8. 13. 21. ..."
As he does this, he searches in his pack for a piece of flint. Wolf hearts taste better cooked.
The Kobold keeps snorting out large wads of snot-encased beetles, trying to avoid allowing the vile creatures to penetrate his nasal cavity, or alternately sucking them up and munching them before spitting them out.
The Secret door is stuck tight. Someone with skill at searching for levers is gonna be needed unless you have some hammers, picks and crowbars.
The crossbow bolt seems to be of exceptional quality and untouched by the ravages of centuries lying on the floor.
[ooc]The Secret door is stuck tight. Someone with skill at searching for levers is gonna be needed unless you have some hammers, picks and crowbars.
The crossbow bolt seems to be of exceptional quality and untouched by the ravages of centuries lying on the floor.
After prying at the door for some time, Effan drops the wood. "Hozs, I don't think we're going to be able to open this alone. Let's head back to the others."
Keegan piles a few old rags together, along with bits of broken shelf, and uses his flint and dagger to ignite the mess. In short order, he has a bright, warm fire.
Pulling the bloody wolf heart from his pack, he splits it down the center. One half, he spits on a stick and begins roasting. He slices the other half into strips and lays them on a flat rock near the fire. Next, he removes the troll nose from its pouch, and with near reverence, spits that on a stick as well. he sits back to watch his meal cook.
The crossbow bolt has a slight shimmer to it, even when in pitch dark.
The crossbow bolt has a slight shimmer to it, even when in pitch dark.
Noticing the shimmer, Effan casts detect magic on the bolt.
Noticing the shimmer, Effan casts detect magic on the bolt.
The bolt radiates magic, stronger than any you've encountered thus far, of the evocation variety. On examination you notice the shaft is carved in a pattern of flames. Another four emanations alert you to the presence of 4 more bolts in the old armory.
Jaden wanting nothing more then to get going, is quick to tie the lizard up, and looks around for a good spot to watch Keegan cook his supper.
"Faldor, you seem to be lesstalkaive then normal, you ok?"
Stretching his neck and working a sore muscle that has developed somewhere along the line. "I've just been thinking about the sick people back in the village. They have all been to my show at some point and I was just getting to like the town for all it's problems. It has been an adventure just telling stories but now that I've had this adventure I don't know if I can continue just telling stories..." After a long pause Faldor looks around, "But not even really sure I'm actually cut out for these kind of adventures either. I'm not exactly the strongest specimen and don't know how much I can continue acting like it." Faldor rubs the ears of his fox as he frowns and contimplates.
The bolt radiates magic, stronger than any you've encountered thus far, of the evocation variety. On examination you notice the shaft is carved in a pattern of flames. Another four emanations alert you to the presence of 4 more bolts in the old armory.
"Hey, Hozs, the quarrel is enchanted! ANd there's four more around here someplace. Look over there. I'll look here."
The bolt radiates magic, stronger than any you've encountered thus far, of the evocation variety. On examination you notice the shaft is carved in a pattern of flames. Another four emanations alert you to the presence of 4 more bolts in the old armory.
"Hey, Hozs, the quarrel is enchanted! ANd there's four more around here someplace. Look over there. I'll look here."
"Magics? Ooohhh...."
Following the emanations you track down all the magical bolts. Two have an icy appearance, another one looks like the first one with the pattern of flames and the last one has stylized lightning running down the shaft.
"Nice, Hozs! Let's get these back to Faldor."
"Nice, Hozs! Let's get these back to Faldor."
"Uhmmm... OK. And maybe one of them can get this door open." Hozs makes onomatopoeias for the bolts flying through the air.
"Uhmmm... OK. And maybe one of them can get this door open." Hozs makes onomatopoeias for the bolts flying through the air.
Effan misunderstands the druid. "Jaden or Raph might be able to get it open. Let's head back." The gnome leads the way back to the anvil-altar room, waving his staff with a light spell on the end in celebration.
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Back in the anvil-altar room, Effan exclaims, "Faldor! Check this out!" He places the first bolt in front of the bard. "Hozs and I found four more! They're enchanted, pretty strongly. I could make some guesses how based on the carvings, but thought maybe you would have some ideas."
"Looks like you two have been busy. Let me have a look and may'hap I can find the secrets that these bolts hold." Turning them over Faldor searches for the telling flow of energy that will unlock the secrets that the bolts hold over their purpose.
1d20+7=16
Don't know the DC I was aiming for on these."Looks like you two have been busy. Let me have a look and may'hap I can find the secrets that these bolts hold." Turning them over Faldor searches for the telling flow of energy that will unlock the secrets that the bolts hold over their purpose.
You get the impression that these are magical bolts enchanted to do extra damage of their respective elemental type. (+1 flaming, +1 cold, and +1 acid)
Effan misunderstands the druid. ...
Effan takes a swig from his waterskin and leans back against his pack and bedroll.
Finally looking up from the bolts, "I believe that they all have the power of the corresponding element of power to each bolt. I also believe they are deadlier then a normal bolt atop the element affect they hold."
Once completed Faldor puts them in the middle of the group for dibs since he is already beginning to feel a bit greedy.
Finally looking up from the bolts, "I believe that they all have the power of the corresponding element of power to each bolt. I also believe they are deadlier then a normal bolt atop the element affect they hold."
Effan nods. "That's what I thought. Although I knew they were enchanted, I was merely guessing how based on the markings."
He watches Faldor place the bolts with the other loot. "does anyone want to talk about what we're going to do with all this? Hozs and I both believe some of the coin could be used by Laurel to benefit the town."
Hozs volunteers for third watch. "Miss Squeaker, wake us up if you hear anything.
Faldor stays awake with Effan during his watch and then stays awake for second watch before waking Hoz for third watch.
"Are you worried about Mary? I've begun to wonder if we have taken to long. But then I pray we are soon enough and think of the happy faces that may arise from this cure."