The Figure sits up eyes as wild as his hair. One hand extends towards the creature. "No mother I wil not go to school today!
If not I contemplate the coming withdrawl symptoms.
Hearing voices after days of fear, Larayn steps out of her hiding place and stumbles towards the group.
Trusting his instinct over Kend and Kathrine's alternate suggestions, Karth deftly steps into the things path and grabs it even as it attempts to dart between his legs.
"In any case, being stung certainly cannot help him."
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As Kathrine stands back to keep an eye on the corridor while the others secure the room and deal with the odd creature, the door not far to the east creaks open with a middle aged woman stumbling out. She doesn't appear to be injured, though she does look quite worn.
The woman comes into view just as the odd creature makes its move, zipping surprisingly quickly towards the man on the bed though Karth is suddenly beside it, snagging the small thing out of the air easily though it thrashes wildly.
All of the distraction seems to have kept the creature from the sleeping man just long enough for whatever kept him down to begin to wear off and Karth's grab keeps it from stopping him from coming to. As if waking from some nightmare he sits up upon the bed, his hand outstretched as a rush of water rises up from the cracks in the stones of the ground and washes over the wrestling pair, the wave powerful enough to rock the two though they hold their ground.
Creature
Karth
Larayn
Occa
Kathrine
Kend
Zeldin
Zeldin
Kathrine
Karth
Kend
Larayn
Occa
Creature
Errigal
Buckwell
With the reason of a trapped animal, Zeldin regards these 2 newcomers as foes, and crouches defensively. His nerves are clearly rattled and the sparks dripping from his fingertips give him away.
He does not seem to notice Karth's struggle with the animated fey potato fairy.
Kathrine's eye dart back and forth between the room and the woman who seems to step out of nowhere. She almost decides to ignore the woman and step into the room before Karth catches the small darting... thing, and keeps it under control. So she turns back to the strange woman and points her Fauchard at the girl.
"Stop right there! Who are you?"
Grapple check to maintain the hold (+5 circumstance bonus included)
Karth tightens his grip on the creature, giving it a great bear hug as he maneuvers the creature and his body to keep the stinger away from him. The sight is almost comical - the tall man clutching the tiny fairy almost as a small girl would clutch a doll to her chest.
The man in the blue striped sleeping robe leaps out of bed.
"Watch out for that sting!"
As he moves the robe opens for a moment and you see his body is covered with puncture wounds. Some are quite old.
"Here use this." The figure grabs a thick quilt from the bed and flings it over the struggling pair.
The figure probably did not intend to drape the two odd-sized combatants. But the poor man in blue is clearly unwell.
His legs collapse under him as he moves and he sprawls onto the floor.
To Katherine;Larayn, I have been trapped here 3 days, I am not looking to fight you. Let me help
Watching as Karth catches the flying potato Kend wonders if it is safe, but seeing Karth is managing for the moment Kend looks around for something to restrain the creature with. Just then he hears Katherine call out to someone, and he turns and heads for the door to see what is going on, confident Karth can handle the tiny creature.
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Die rolls
Zeldin
Kathrine
Karth
Kend*
Larayn
Occa
Creature
Errigal*
Buckwell**
Kend falls back to the entrance, investigating the sounds coming from that way as the struggle goes on behind him, ready for any combat.
The woman approaches a bit closer to Kathrine, though she keeps herself peaceful as she speaks.
Improvising, Occa wraps the cover around the little creature in Karth's arms, the thick material limiting its struggles somewhat, though the stinger is still long enough to poke through the blanket.
It thrashes more wildly for a moment, trying to escape from Karth's hold, but proves unable to even begin to get away.
Errigal advances on the creature, bringing out his whip as he does, readying to strike in case it gets free.
The figure clims unsteadly to his feet.
"Good man, hold that thing. It is a guardiann of this place, Serrestique the wizard left it here to defend and tidy this area."
The figure moves to the wardrobe and opens it.
"My name is Occa by the way. Now where did it put my clothes...."
Seeing that Larayn is blocked from the room by 2 capable combatants, Zeldin turns his attention to Occa. Wait! Zeldin says strongly. How did you get here?
Seeing that Larayn is blocked from the room by 2 capable combatants, Zeldin turns his attention to Occa. Wait! Zeldin says strongly. How did you get here?
Action: continue to search for my clothing and/or gear.
"Watch the stinger. It pulls you under faster than a rip tide."
"I came here same as you I expect. Piting my life and luck against the delve. Now either get in here and help or sush, my brain feels like mud and need to find ...."
The figure continues to search for his clothing and gear. If he finds his clothes he will step behind the bathing screen to change.
"I entered the Delve with a group calling itself 'Occam's raiders'. I had nothing to do with the name. It was a group of ne'er-do-well's led by a overconfident Gnome Archivist. He was looking for a library that is supposedly down here somewhere. The rest of the group was just looking for loot. I signed on to try to find a temple to a lost avatar of Gorzeh that was supposedly here long ago."
Occa continues to search as he speaks.
"We got ourselves caught between some goblins and a pair of giant scorpions. We tried to run in here to let the goblins and the scorpions sort each other out. A good plan but there was a rune trap there."
Occa indicates the spot near the doors.
He pauses.
"I don't know if anyone else survived. I think I remember screams but everything gets murky."
“I remember that thing though.” He says pointing to the bundle in Karth’s arms. “One sting and it’s nothing but nightmares.”
Now with the thing half-swaddled like a newborn, Karth maintains an expression of mild exertion as he occasionally shifts to avoid the sting. "There is a rope in my pack if we wish to restrain it... Though I'm not sure how we would go about that."
With Occa's warning he struggles a little more diligently to keep the critter's pointy bits away from his flesh.
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Occa
You would find your own gear fairly easily stowed away beside the bed, your outer clothes seeming to have been cleaned and folded on top of your pack. If you do look inside the wardrobe, it is filled with various fine dresses and women's noble clothing, though it looks more than a few years out of style.
Occa finds his pack and clothing.
"Hold onto that thing. I'll just be a moment."
He steps behind the screen to dress.
He emerges a few moments later in traveling clothes and carrying a length of silk rope.
"This should hold the little demon. Unless you want to simply crush it of course."
On being told to shush, Zeldin makes a sour face, but he complies. He turns his back on the unpleasant man from the bed and gives his attention to Larayn. Guessing her to not be play acting, he moves past Kathrine towrds her and asks if she needs food or water. While he does this he keeps his eyes out for danger in the dark.
To Zeldin: I have been sustained blue man, I do require some rest after these many days and the company of good people. Good cannot be used to describe those I entered here with. Either they have been dispatched by their evil and greed or they may also lurk within these caverns.
Occa looks at the bundle of nightmare on the bed, "Ah that's better."
"Now please allow me to introduce myself properly." "As I said before my name is Occa I am a priest to the wind and waves. Sorry about the soaking earlier, but you are dry now so no harm done."
He offers his hand to Karth. "Friends?"
Kathrine allows Zeldin to step past her and tend to the new woman as she looks between her and the man in the room, confusion writ all over her face as she puts up her Fauchard. Listening to Larayn's story she asks the most obvious question that pops into her mind.
"Why would you venture in the Delve in the company of evil men Larayn?"
To Katherine: I was interested in exploring the dark parts of the Delve to see if anything could be redeemed to light. These men professed to the same ideals, but after we enetered I realised their only goal was to slay even the weakest of creatures and plunder them. When I separated from them the godess would keep me safe, but I would need others to meet the dark, and now I have found you.
To Larayn: My name is Zeldin Tarr, and I think we would all be safer if you would join is that room there. Zeldin gestures to the fey potato fairy room, I am not certain that we dispatched all the crawlers that kept you trapped.
Zeldin moves back toward the fpf room.
He says loudly, to all but clear means only the newcomers to answer, How did you come? Do you have maps of the way you took to get here?
Karth hesitates a moment before gripping Occa's hand a giving it a firm shake. "Karth," he replies. After another moment, realizing the priest had given more than his name, he adds (unhelpfully) "I'm with them. A tracker," gesturing to the rest of the group.
To Larayn: My name is Zeldin Tarr, and I think we would all be safer if you would join is that room there. Zeldin gestures to the fey potato fairy room, I am not certain that we dispatched all the crawlers that kept you trapped.
Zeldin moves back toward the fpf room.
He says loudly, to all but clear means only the newcomers to answer, How did you come? Do you have maps of the way you took to get here?
Well met Mr. Tarr. I am afraid I was not the map-keeper of our doomed band. Occam the archivist took that duty himself. Whatever maps we had either burned or escaped with him. We had not been long in the delve before the running battle with the goblins started. It's pretty blurry but I think I remember a room with a fountain....
Karth hesitates a moment before gripping Occa's hand a giving it a firm shake. "Karth," he replies. After another moment, realizing the priest had given more than his name, he adds (unhelpfully) "I'm with them. A tracker," gesturing to the rest of the group.
"A most timely meeting Karth. Are you tracking anything in particular at the moment? The delve is a magnet to beasts and evil men so I well understand why you trail has led you here."
Zeldin smiles widely at Occa calling him "Mister Tarr". You can call me Zeldin. He is thinking his initial impression had been a bit off and he is inclined to give the chatty man the benefit of the doubt.
Zeldin freely shares a brief synopsis of their adventures so far. In his tale he is rather useless but each of the others shines brightly like a hero of the old tales. He seems to relish telling the tale.
When he is finished, he begins a careful inventory of the room, searching everywhere.
Karth shakes his head in response to Occa's question. "We are merely exploring, hoping to find fortune." He's relieved when Zeldin explains the recent happenings.
He goes through the room more carefully, looking in each item now that its guardian has been restrained.
Perception
Occa retrieves his chain mail and begins the process of putting it on.
'There were just dresses in the wardrobe when I glanced through ealier. Nice but a bit out of date. I think the little nightmare on the bed has been alone for some time.'
'That is quite the tale Zeldin. It sounds like you have explored more that my doomed companions were able to. Tell me did you find any bodies, or any sign of the Raiders? Occam tended to leave a runic R to mark the paths we took.'
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The gnome and half-elf each give a nod to the newcomers as well, adding their own introductions as they too begin to help in the search of the room. "My name is Buckwell. I have the blessing of fire and some skill in healing." The half-elf flashes a charming smile and touches the barbed whip at his belt. "Errigal. I have skill in a fight and good eyes."
He pauses then and gives a small grin, reaching out to touch the western pillar lightly before giving it a small tap. He looks it over more closely before turning towards the rest of the group. "Something hidden here, the pillar is hollow and there is some sort of hatch on it. Doesn't look trapped, but I don't see a lock either." He tilts his head a bit as he inspects it. "Its round, might be able to spin it.
Looking around the rest of the room doesn't reveal anything overly shocking, though everything is of very fine make, from the drapes to the rugs, the bed and the tub. The clothes in the wardrobes are extremely well made and of fine fabrics, though as reported by Occa they are far enough out of fashion its unlikely that any nobles would likely be interested in purchasing them.
As you search through things in the room the odd little creature starts thrashing more wildly on the bed, obviously angered by this, but it doesn't look like it has any real chance of getting out of the ropes.
Rolls
** spoiler omitted **The gnome and half-elf each give a nod to the newcomers as well, adding their own introductions as they too begin to help in the search of the room. "My name is Buckwell. I have the blessing of fire and some skill in healing." The half-elf flashes a charming smile and touches the barbed whip at his belt. "Errigal. I have skill in a fight and good eyes."
He pauses then and gives a small grin, reaching out to touch the western pillar lightly before giving it a small tap. He looks it over more closely before turning towards the rest of the group. "Something hidden here, the pillar is hollow and there is some sort of hatch on it. Doesn't look trapped, but I don't see a lock either." He tilts his head a bit as he inspects it. "Its round, might be able to spin it.
Looking around the rest of the room doesn't reveal anything overly shocking, though everything is of very fine make, from the drapes to the rugs, the bed and the tub. The clothes in the wardrobes are extremely well made and of fine fabrics, though as reported by Occa they are far enough out of fashion its unlikely that any nobles would likely be interested in purchasing them.
As you search through things in the room the odd little creature starts thrashing more wildly on the bed, obviously angered by this, but it doesn't look like it has any real chance of getting out of the ropes.
"A hollow pillar? Would this not weaken the ceiling? Odd. Well odd is why we are here, so let's try it." Occa moves to help the Half-elf turn the pillar.
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When Occa approaches the pillar, its clear that the half elf's eyes must have been top of their game to spot the secret compartment as even knowing it is there the outline is difficult to follow. Still, with a little push and twist the hatch slowly rotates about 90 degrees clockwise before a click is heard, releasing the internal latch and leaving it to swing open outwards.
On the inside of the door, arcane runes are scribed indicating some sort of warding spell though it has obviously been spent and not refreshed.
Inside it appears to be a storage space of some sort, two(different) potions sit on top along with a scroll and key. Beneath is a large pile of neatly stacked papers.
Potion 1
Spellcraft DC 20 or Perception DC 18(if sampled)
Potion 2
Spellcraft DC 18 or Perception DC 17(if sampled)
If you hit Spellcraft DC 23 on Potion 2
Scroll
Spellcraft DC 18 or Read Magic cast
Among the papers(someone speaks all applicable languages) is:
-[common]A description of a strange steel door with the word 'Desitam' written upon it.
-[draconic]A description of a room with a pit that leads to lower levels surrounded by a wall of force. It explicitly details a secret door in the south west corner and a loose stone which will open it.
-[mix of common and draconic]The remaining pages look to be an impressive amount of varied mundane notes. Many of these include "to do" lists, potion ingredients, spell component lists, and so on. With at least a quick skim it appears the pages above are the only ones of any real interest.
"Hmmmm Desitam or is it DesITam...."
Occa will bbak the key and some of the common notes. I really hope someone can ID the magic.
Curious about the found items, Zeldin comes to investigate. He has had some limited training for times like this. Sadly as he looks item to item, he realizes that he has not had enough training. I hope they are useful, but I have no idea what they are. he says to no one in particular.
Karth, shall we go back to the original plan?
** spoiler omitted **
Curious about the found items, Zeldin comes to investigate. He has had some limited training for times like this. Sadly as he looks item to item, he realizes that he has not had enough training. I hope they are useful, but I have no idea what they are. he says to no one in particular.
Karth, shall we go back to the original plan?
** spoiler omitted **
'What was your plan?' 'Have you found this door?'
Occa is holding up the illustration.