Apr 17, 2017 10:34 am
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Anything good in the kitchen?1.3 Sanctuary - the Dungeon Town
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Apr 17, 2017 1:54 pm
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Could we fiat, Blackstar since he went to the kitchen figured out where the owner was going?
Apr 17, 2017 4:01 pm
Remnant says:
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Could we fiat, Blackstar since he went to the kitchen figured out where the owner was going?OOC:
What does fiat mean?Apr 17, 2017 4:06 pm
Jabes.plays.RPG says:
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Anything good in the kitchen?OOC:
To clarify, the kitchen and the rear cellar are not the same place. Blackstar won't have seen Harker flee. It's now been about 3 minutes since Harker fled and you heard the sound of stone grating on stone. He's getting away.
Apr 17, 2017 4:10 pm
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Fiat = Hand Wave.
Apr 18, 2017 1:30 am
Auskan glowers at the suddenly less enthusiastic mob, and heads down towards the cellar.
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Once we're at the top of the stairs, I'd like Auskan to stop and listen to see if he can hear the sounds of a potential ambush. I was thinking I could add my big game hunter bonus to my roll, or if you're being generous, my tracker bonus. What do you think?Apr 18, 2017 2:00 pm
As you head out of the back of the bar area, the path to the back cellar is clear. A hatch sits at an angle in the wall and it has been flung open with some force. Beyond it is a flight of stone slabbed stairs down into the cellar. You can see down into the cellar and it is filled with the kind of things you'd expect an Inn cellar to be filled with. Wine bottles, ale barrels and a number of empty crates. Intriguingly though, there is a paving slab in the cellar floor which has been lifter out of position and placed on it's nearest neighbour, leaving a small 5ft square black opening, from which a rope ladder appears to descend.
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Auskan - make your roll. And I am being generous :)Apr 19, 2017 2:05 am
Auskan stops at the top of the stairs and eyes the paving stone suspiciously. "We walked into one ambush on purpose," he growls. "No reason to do that again."[ooc]1d20+WIs Modifier+ Level + Tracker Bonus[/ooc]
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Rolls
Listen - (1d20+9)
(6) + 9 = 15
Apr 19, 2017 6:02 pm
Haguk picks up the first bottle he can find, he looks at the label before opening it with his teeth. After taking a big sip he smiles,
"Good vintage, a strong flavor of potato spirits. I approve."
"Good vintage, a strong flavor of potato spirits. I approve."
Apr 20, 2017 9:53 am
Auskan can hear little in the immediate vicinity of the entrance, however he can just about hear the panting exertions of a fast running, slightly overweight man fading into the distance with every second.
Apr 20, 2017 12:28 pm
"I think that pudgy bastard is getting away, but I don't think he's got anyone with him," he says to the group. As he heads down the stairs he shouts back over his shoulder, "grab me a bottle of something with some kick."
Apr 20, 2017 1:42 pm
"Got it, I go for the high proof myself, you never know when you'll need to set something or someone on fire..." Xanxus mused stowing a few bottles in his bag. With that he'll go to the opening and toss down a bit of stones or refuse and wait for the sound of it hitting the bottom, if it's a long way down he'll stow his weapon and shield for the trip down. "Now lets hunt some bartender..." Xanus states with a mischievous look on his face before checking the ladder and heads down.
Apr 20, 2017 3:27 pm
His outh full of mushrooms, Blackstar pops his head out of the kitchen. "What's going on?"
Apr 20, 2017 4:27 pm
"Guy who set up the ambush on us." Xanxus mutters shaking his head. Once down he'll pull his sword and shield and check around at the light situation.
Apr 21, 2017 4:07 am
Domitius descended into the cellar and stared down into the blackness of the pit beneath. Pulling his minion's bones from the bag, he let them clatter below where they formed up into a short humanoid figure. The head erupted into flame, casting the darkness away.
"I can't imagine Morthil could have set any traps in his haste, but if there are any, those bones should trigger them for us." Domitius climbed down the rope ladder and took a look around.
"I can't imagine Morthil could have set any traps in his haste, but if there are any, those bones should trigger them for us." Domitius climbed down the rope ladder and took a look around.
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May 2, 2017 2:23 pm
The passageway ahead quickly opens out into a hollowed out cavern before narrowing to another passageway. The cavern floor is soft mud and the trail of footprints from the cavern edge where you stand leads to a prone and cowering Morthil Harker who is pleading for mercy. However, you seem to be the least of his concerns as he is lying at the feet of four fairly bulky Drow, who appear to have emerged from the opposite passageway and immediately encountered Harker. He turns to you with begging eyes. "Help me for goodness sake. Don't leave me to these spawn of the earth!".
The frontmost Drow looks at Harker then at you. "It appears we have a common prey. We can either fight over him or we can cut him in half and each take our share. We'd prefer the top half if that's ok with you."
The frontmost Drow looks at Harker then at you. "It appears we have a common prey. We can either fight over him or we can cut him in half and each take our share. We'd prefer the top half if that's ok with you."
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