"Ahh the song of gifted brothers. So annointed must I be. Have we the day to dig away our worries? Clanking spades and the powder of earth stirs me to such glee. Alas we will be to Tian' Xia by the morn at this rate fine gents, let us unite our shovels and defeat this wicked mudhole, the will of Erastil speeds our burrowing!"
Seeing a potential conflict, Molasbar will take a break from hauling dirt to create another clearing about the same size as the first. In the earth he'll use Presdigitation to disturb the ground, forming a shape of a griffon, at least twice life size as seen from the air. Hopefully the bright animals will be able to tell they should land there, rather than in the circle he created for teleportation.
Seeing a potential conflict, Molasbar will take a break from hauling dirt to create another clearing about the same size as the first. In the earth he'll use Presdigitation to disturb the ground, forming a shape of a griffon, at least twice life size as seen from the air. Hopefully the bright animals will be able to tell they should land there, rather than in the circle he created for teleportation.
[oooooo nice idea. Didn't think of that.[/ooc]
"You know it may just be me but I think the Tomb got the GM."
Molasbar nods sagely. My conjuring powers only go so far as Summon Monster V. A GM, that is beyond even my abilities.
A couple of weeks at least. I understand swamped.
A couple of weeks is certainly fair. I'm in no rush. We are not in a moment of high drama or tension, so this is as good of a time for a delay as any. I've been involved in games that picked up after several weeks of lull to move on quite successfully.
Ah lads a couple of weeks sounds like a honorable time to wait.
Lord Meadowlark gazes deeply into the sky, "Blessed Old Deadeye, please send us an agent of your divine will to guide us through this maelstrom of chaos we call existence." With a smile, Cobbledarn turns to the others. "I'm sure he will answer my querry shortly, Erastil cannot let this dungeon go uncontested!"
He looks to the sky waiting for something to happen then replies to the Lord
"I surely hope so lad, cuz Im a brewer now not a digger hehe"
After he says that he pats his wineskin wondering if his stock pile of brews will last him beyond digging this hole.
Then he shrugs off these pondering questions and begins singing and digging again
"You dig a home, You dig a Life
You dig for drink and wife"
Faran gives a polite nod to Meadowlark's prayer, he may not be very religious, but he knows that every soldier seem to be a believer when on the battlefield and he's certainly not going to turn down a call for blessing.
When Keggan takes up singing again, he glances back towards him and gives a joking wince and shakes his head a bit. "I think you are just trying to convince me that I should take up your flask now."
Great! I am so glad you you are still interested in this and I am glad that you are taking a break when you need to. We will be here on June first.
If you can though try to drop the odd line here to let us know that plans haven't changed. We gamers are a cowardly and superstitious bunch and we thrive on attention. Nothing like a post, just a OOC note to let us know you are still there.
For our part we will also work to drop the odd line her so you can see that we are still invested in the game. I hope work finds a good balance.
See you soon.
Ahhhh.... Thank Erastil my prayers have been answered!
"Well, lads, it appears this dirt is proof against magical removal and we must dig it all up by hand. I'm reminded of a work song I learned from a dwarf a long time ago. Hi ho, hi ho, it's off to work we go..."
When the gnome begins singing as well, Faran hangs his head for a moment before seeming to double his effort to get the dirt cleared, eyeing between Love and Keggan. "Do you see what you've started?"
He does grin a bit towards Meadowlark, pausing to catch his breath. "I am sure it won't be uncontested. Though I'd rather have the contest with less blistered hands."
Oi, show up or we'll start singing again
Aye no one wants to here the two dwarves hit another high note! So you better show up hehe.
"Well gentelbeings it looks like our backers have called off this expidition." "It's a pity really but sometimes jobs fall through."
Love points to the sky. "Looks like there were nice enough to send our rides out for us. Save us a walk anyway."
Love repacks his gear. Taking care to clean the dirt off the tools before replacing them in the pack.
That done he walks to each of the others and clasps arms in farewell.[/b]
"Happy. I'm sure I'll be seeing you around."
"Mr. Brown, it's a joy to work with a real professional."
"Cobble. It is a real pity this fell through. Don't often get to mix with the gentry in my line of work."
"Arnie, It was a joy working with you."
"Bottle. Come on let's have a few for the road."
Yes, gentlemen. I believe there is nothing here after all.
Teleport.
"Well then in that case...."Keggan says as he starts digging out a few pony kegs from his bag of holding. He holds out 5 tankards of ale in his hands."Come on people lets at least celebrate the times we had outside the tomb, and since were heading away you all can now DRINK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!Bottle shouts with vigor. "Let us cheer for the good times we did have, and the party that showed its greatness without having to swing a sword, sling a spell, spring a trap, heal a wound, smite an evil, or throw a bomb. But it is great to finally share a drink with all of you." Bottle says with joy and sadness in his voice.
Keggan Sings,"drink the ale, by the pale, then fill the mug, and give your fellow a slug, when he hits the floor, dont look to the door, and thats the brewhammer!"
Faran winces a bit at the shout of his fellows, though he gives a polite nod to those who depart. "Just because we haven't walked into the mouth of danger doesn't mean we need to call out to see if it comes to us, hm?"
Still he finally takes one of the mugs and sips from it, carefully smoothing and cleaning his mustache after every drink. "It has truly been an honor to have worked with you each. I suspect that death in this outing may have been much more likely than on most battlefields, but you all were prepared to face that challenge with as much strength as I have seen in any soldier."