You proceed down the opposite path as a group, again the trail narrows to
single-file and continues that way for about 1/4-mile. No persons are
evident but up ahead you hear rushing water.
The trail descends slightly and opens into another large clearing as the
source of the rushing water sound is made clear. You can see a stream
feeding a waterfall to the east (opposite you); the water falls onto a rock
ledge and then into a clear and deep pool of water. The pool (and ledge) is
about 20 feet below you and about the same distance in diameter. An
occasional fish can be seen darting around the pool. The way down is steep
and rocky on all sides. The rocks are moss-covered, wet with the rain or
spray from the waterfall, and appear slick. The path does not continue from
the clearing - only the stream leads away to the east.
"Hmm an impasse. Still, anyone who has been making camp in the area is
sure to have gone down this way either to fish or to gather fresh water. I
think it would be worth our while to carefully make our way down and look
for clues. Perhaps a bootprint or an item fallen from someone's pocket
might avail itself to us. I once heard a tale of a supernatural sleuth who
feigned his own death by hiding in a cave behind a waterfall! Hearsay most
likely, but this area most certainly deserves some investigation. Not to
mention, I would love a drink of some cold, fresh water!"
Xavward finds some faint tracks leading away from you along the edge, they
go up to the waterfall itself. They are most likely human-sized boot
prints.
TACKER: csanchez (Carlos Sanchez de La Lama)
SUBJECT: .. The Waterfall
DATE: 08-Jan-14 10:08:53
HOST: sdf
** Paidoboron, Fighter **
"I would like to check that waterfall. Whoever uses this path must have
gone somewhere from here, at least to the water level." Paidoboron readies
his harpoon, to keep on hand free to hold to whatever he can grip in case
he loses balance on the sloppy edge, and follows Xavward down the way.
"I will stay here, watching the way we came. If I see anything or any trouble
pops up, I'll let you know or come find you. The last thing we need is getting
surprised and ambushed from higher ground."
Cord draws his sword, turns to face back the way from which the group came,
and plants himself in a sentry-like position.
"Oh," he calls back to the group, "if the water is potable, please bring me
some."
Paidoboron follows Xavward down the slippery rocks. Halt brings up the
rear, but quickly scampers down the rock face and stands on a small patch
of dirt on the edge of the deep pool 20 feet below. The nimble Elf Xavward
stands next to Halt a few minutes later.
Paidoboron has a bit more difficulty, and about half way down he slips and
falls into the pool, his trident splashing in after him. He quickly sinks,
his ring armor, remaining weapons and pack weighing him down.
As if on cue, a spray of water erupts from the base of the waterfall, and a
giant toad leaps into the pool, diving towards Paidoboron. Paidoboron can
be seen below the clear water, struggling to swim to the surface.
Actions?
Status:
Paidoboron 6/7 HP, underwater
Halt, Xavward standing on edge of pool
Rest of party above
[Halt climb walls 85%, d% roll of 04%=success, Xavward roll equal or under
dex at -2 = 13-2=11, d20 roll of 9=success, Paidoboron 12-2=10, d20 roll of
19=fail]
On seeing Paidoboron struggling in the water and having no great desire
to join him, I'll get my grappling hook from my pack and attach my length of hemp rope.
Then I'll throw it into the water towards Paidoboron so he can grab
it and be hauled out...
TACKER: csanchez (Carlos Sanchez de La Lama)
SUBJECT: .. The Waterfall
DATE: 16-Jan-14 09:15:43
HOST: sdf
** Paidoboron, Fighter **
"Maybe I should have left those light-footed two go down there on their
own..." Paidoboron thinks an instant before loosing feet on the wet rocks.
As he starts falling towards the pool, he remembers the sea water back home
in the northern coast and just hopes this is not as cold.
Paidoboron will try to keep get to the surface and grab the line Xavward is
throwing him. He will try to keep his goods only if it seems possible.
Anything bothering his swimming efforts (and easy to get rid of, sack,
weapons...) will be dropped if he is unable to reach the surface while
carrying it.
Ach! Be careful tryin' ta climb down thar!" Fistbeard shouts from above.
"Looks like it be too steep, but I'll go down thar if all ye be goin. I got
tha rope tied up here. Ye guys okay?" Fistbeard calls and looks down at the
party members who climbed down. He then takes a quick look around - Who
else is here at the top the rope with him? If nobody, Fistbeard will
attempt to climb down the same rope and join the party. If he is with
members of the party on top, Fistbeard will remain at the top with that
portion of the group.
** Fistbeard, addendum **
OOC: after reading the OOC chat and finding that I hear the ongoing fight,
I would like Fistbeard to climb down and join the battle in case anyone
needs healing or help.
Upon hearing the commotion below, Cord calls down to the others,
"Hey, you guys alright down there? I'm trying to watch our backs, here, but you
lot just can't seem to stay out of trouble. Need some help down there?"
As Paidoboron struggles to remove gear and swim to the surface, the toad
swims towards him, gaining surprise and intent on a juicy morsel. His
tougue lashes out, but luckily misses the hapless fighter.
Meanwhile, Xavward prepares to throw his rope and grapnel into the water
and Halt fires off two arrows, one hitting solidly but the other missing as
the toad dives too deep. The toad stops his descent on the bottom of the
pool and turns to face the surface...
Fistbeard throws the rope over the side of the cliff face and yells for his
companions to hold their end. As Harick does so, he climbs down the rope to
join his companions at the pool.
The toad, feeling the arrow strike, surfaces with a single hop and comes to
rest in front of Halt and Xavward, it's body still half in the water. His
tongue is lightning fast as it wraps around Halt's neck and draws him in,
head first! Xavward hears a sickening crunch and Halt is motionless, his
feet hanging out of the Toad's mouth.
Xavward meanwhile, has thrown the grapple in the water and Paidoboron grabs
it. He pulls himself to the surafce, leaving his trident, backpack and
sword belt at the bottom of the pool.
The toad turns and hops into the base of the waterfall, disappearing behind
it, still carrying Halt in his mouth and with an arrow sticking from his
back.
Fistbeard makes it down the rope and joins Xavward at the pool.
*** status:
Halt: In a giant toad's mouth, unsure of status!
Paidoboron: 6/7 HP, now above water, but only armed with a handaxe.
Actions?
[DM rules toad has surprise, to-hit 1d20=8 = miss.
Initiative party = 3, toad =1, Halt gets off two arrows. 1d20x2 = 8, 19 =
one hit, 1d6 = 3 damage.
Xavward and Fistbeard use their round's actions climbing down or throwing
a rope.
Initiative for round two, party = 1, toad = 2, toad atatcks 1d6=6
(1-3=Xavward, 4-6=Halt) = Halt. 1d20 = 19 = hit, 1d8 damage = 6.
Xavward uses this round's action pulling Paidoboron out of the pool,
Fistbeard makes it down the rope]
As the toad is carrying poor Halt towards the waterfall, Aleph's dagger
strikes it from above. It sinks into the toad's back, but does not slow the
creature down as it disappears from view.
[to-hit 1d20=18, dmg = 1d4 = 4]
You have clearly wounded the toad, once with Halt's arrow and once with a
lucky dagger throw, but it has gone.
*** status:
Halt: In a giant toad's mouth, unsure of status!
Paidoboron: 6/7 HP, now above water, but only armed with a handaxe.
Aleph: Now lamenting the loss of his dagger.
Hearing all the comotion, Cord looks down in time to witness the battle with
the toad.
"Ach! If you want something done right, do it yourself!" he cries as he takes
one last look down the path from which the group came before he climbs down to
chase the toad into the waterfall. "Come on, lads! We've got a man down and we
can't afford to lose him!"
[OOC: unless otherwise stopped or stalled by anyone in the group, Cord will
follow the toad into the waterfall to try and rescue Halt.]
TACKER: csanchez (Carlos Sanchez de La Lama)
SUBJECT: .. The Waterfall
DATE: 27-Jan-14 10:17:12
HOST: sdf
** Paidoboron, Fighter **
"I guess I will have to recover my stuff later!" says Paidoboron as he
pulls himself out of the pool. "Thanks for that rope, Xavward. I agree with
Cord, we have to go after that frog and try to save Halt before it's too
late. I am one sword short, though. Does anyone have an spare blade?"
Paidoboron will wait half a minute to see if any of his companions can lend
him a better weapon, and then follow Cord into the waterfall.
"Hold, Cord, we should be cautious! We don't want to give that thing
another meal today!"
"We should move in together, quickly and see what if we can't stop it
but there may be another creature in the cave. Perhaps if we move in
in force as a group, fighers to the fore we can handle it."
I'll pack my rope and grapple then ready my spear and shield to move
in and rescure Halt with Cord and Paidoboron.
It knows not these though. This one will stay behind this rock.
The greenwood has many tall-ones but these always try to hurt Alhei'.
Slimy-long-tongued-one one eats one of these.
Alhei' is scared.
Alhei' too small to help. Village does not like these. Maybe
slimy-long-tongued one will eat all of them... Maybe slimy-long-tongued
one will eat this one!
Slimy-one did not find this one yet. This one steal the slimy-one's eggs.
Tasty slimy-one's eggs is.
This one prepare net trap and escape. Mayhap this one also help the eaten one...
Alhei' is not like the tall-ones heroes. This one will run.
** Fistbeard Cleric **
Fistbeard will quickly look over the party that is fighting the toad. "Any
of ye hurt?" Fistbeard asks as he wields his mace before joining the front
line. If any party members are seriously injured he will tend to wounds. If
not, Fistbeard will join in attacking/looking for the toad to attack.
Aleph and Squid climb down the rope while Harick holds it, then, with a
shrug, Harick climbs down the wet rocks to join his companions.
[Harick dex=14, roll d20 with -2 modifier (so must roll 12 or below),
1d20=12 just makes it]
The party cautiously enters the waterfall, weapons & shields at the ready.
As you pass through the falls, you stand at the mouth of a cave. Movement
and croaking sounds emanate from within its damp interior. The entrance is
narrow - about four feet across, but it quickly widens to the full cave
width of about 15 feet. The cave ceiling is just above you - Paidoboron can
touch it with his outstreched arm. A purplish moss grows in patches on the
walls and ceiling.
In the dim light you see a pile of rocks to your left. The cave itself
narrows at one point about 10 feet in front of you, it is at this part of
the cave that you see what appears to be a net, which has caught the giant
toad. It is squirming to free itself, poor Halt's legs still flopping from
the creatures mouth as it moves. It makes sickening croaking sounds.
"Slimy-long-tongued-one has one in its mouth! For shiny this one can help!
Tall-ones Must give the shiny to this one first though! Tall-ones always
promise the shiny but never give! This one knows things about the
waterfall. Things about the deep-ones.
Just a few shiny this one wants... And the slimy-long-tongued-ones eggs.
Eggs are for Alhei'... All of them.
This one gives a good deal to these tall-ones! Shinies for your friend?
Yes yes?"
I slowly creep out from the rock pile into the shadows and dart up on to
the ceiling hanging upside down behind the net.
"This one greets these. You promised shiny!" I shove out my small hand,
pointing to the center. "Shinies... Shinies please.
"
Having been the first headed that way, Cord is the first to enter. Upon seeing
the trapped toad, Cord calls out to the others,
"Oi! He's in here! The toad's still got him, but they're both trapped in a net!
I'm going to cut them down so we can hopefully get our mate back, but I need
all eyes and hands at the ready. We have no idea what this toad will do, nor
where those who laid the net are."
Cord walks up to the net and prepares to cut itdown, unless his party has other
suggestions.
TACKER: csanchez (Carlos Sanchez de La Lama)
SUBJECT: .. The Waterfall
DATE: 05-Feb-14 08:24:17
HOST: sdf
** Paidoboron, Fighter **
"Wait! Look at that strange creature! I think it might be it who set up
this net trap. It seems to be asking for gold. Why not giving it a couple
of coins? It probably can help us with the toad, and if he lives here he
might even know something about what happens in the forest."
If I still have my purse I will toss Alhei' a handful of coins. If the
purse went to the bottom of the pool I will curse those slippery rocks:
"Damn! I lost my gold when I fell, someone give some coins to it, it is a
cheap price if we got the help we need".
If Paidoboron doesn't have his purse, I'll toss a few silver coins to
the creature hanging behind the toad.
I'll also be keeping my spear at the ready and a wary eye on both the
toad and the potential new ally. I will also be careful moving around
the cave incase there are more traps.
** Fistbeard, Cleric **
Fistbeard will be near the front-line fighters as they toss some coins
towards the creature. "Hopefally he don't try anything funny." Fistbeard
says while watching the net and creature while near his party members.
Fistbeard prepares for action in case he needs to act.
"This one thanks these for the shiny! Tall-ones are smart.
Secrets about this cave this one knows. This one can help
the tall-ones..."
Taking notice of the apprehension of the group
"These are afraid of this one? This one has more reason to
be afraid than these... This one netted the long-tongued one.
This one help saves the friend of these. This one warns of the
moss on the wall. This one smoked the moss and saw many of the
Other Touched ones. Careful with the moss this one says.
This one looks for the one that changed it. These can help.
See, this one warns these of the danger.
Shiny makes this one friendly! Are these ready for the
long-tongued one? Friend is almost swallowed whole...
These should not touch the moss. Moss shows these the realm
of the Other Touched ones."
At this point I will pocket the coins whilst still hanging
upside down and prepare to release the trap mechanism on
the net releasing the frog and friend.
"These should get ready. Long-tongue is very angry when this one
steal the eggs."
TACKER: csanchez (Carlos Sanchez de La Lama)
SUBJECT: .. The Waterfall
DATE: 11-Feb-14 07:45:51
HOST: sdf
** Paidoboron, Fighter **
Paidoboron wields his hand axe and prepares to fight the toad as soon as
this strange but friendly being releases it from the his trap.
The strange creature hanging from the ceiling pockets your silver and tugs
on what must be a hidden rope. The net falls outward, freeing the toad, who
at this point has almost completey swallowed Halt. Immediately it charges
at the group, but you are ready for it and it meets stiff resistance.
The toad's initial move is towards Fistbeard, as it charges the stout
Cleric deals it a solid blow with his mace. Xavward nicks it with his spear
but does not hurt it. Cord has better luck, dealing the frog a crippling
two-handed blow with his bastard sword. Paidoboron embeds his hand-axe in
the creature's skull, finishing it off. It twitches and lies still.
You set about cutting Halt out from the toad, it is gruesome work and in
the end you see that Halt is quite dead. The sole witness to the toad's
last meal was Xavward, he posits Halt's neck likely snapped when the toad
first drew him in, so it was a at least a merciful end for the rogue.
The cave now smells of toad innards, but continues into the darkness, past
the narrowing ahead of you.
status:
Halt: Deceased!
Paidoboron: 6/7 HP
Alhei'lsham: Hanging form the ceiling
The strange creature hanging from the ceiling pockets your silver and tugs
on what must be a hidden rope. The net falls outward, freeing the toad, who
at this point has almost completey swallowed Halt. Immediately it charges
at the group, but you are ready for it and it meets stiff resistance.
The toad's initial move is towards Fistbeard, as it charges the stout
Cleric deals it a solid blow with his mace. Xavward nicks it with his spear
but does not hurt it. Cord has better luck, dealing the frog a crippling
two-handed blow with his bastard sword. Paidoboron embeds his hand-axe in
the creature's skull, finishing it off. It twitches and lies still.
You set about cutting Halt out from the toad, it is gruesome work and in
the end you see that Halt is quite dead. The sole witness to the toad's
last meal was Xavward, he posits Halt's neck likely snapped when the toad
first drew him in, so it was a at least a merciful end for the rogue.
The cave now smells of toad innards, but continues into the darkness, past
the narrowing ahead of you.
status:
Halt: Deceased!
Paidoboron: 6/7 HP
Alhei'lsham: Hanging form the ceiling
** Fistbeard, Cleric **
"Ach. Poor Halt. I'll be here if anyone needs any consolin'." Fistbeard
puts away his mace and casts his gaze upwards towards Alhei. "Ay! You up
there! Ye doin'ok?" The rest of the party seems no worse for wear, and a
spot o' healing would be fair to give in return for the creature's help in
dealing with that toad.
Aleph does indeed find his dagger amidst the frog guts. He also finds a
leather pouch about 6 inches across and 10 inches deep, perhaps belonging
to a previous meal?
Oddly, the pouch appears to be much bigger on the inside than out. Aleph
almost dismisses it as empty, until, arms-deep into it, his fingers close
around a ring. Taking it out, he sees it is inscribed with strange runes he
is not able to decipher. The ring shines and appears to be of good quality.
"This one thanks the healing one for asking. This one is fine."
I say while crawling down the wall. As I reach the floor I will also
begin searching for the eggs of the toad and any treasure left behind
from other dead.
"Since the long-tongued one is dead this one will search for its eggs...
And more shinys..."
"The tall-ones should be wary of touching the..." My mind begins to wander
off as I notice Aleph put his entire arm into the pouch he has found.
"This one found something!" I exclaim darting up on to the ceiling again
directly over Aleph and eyeing the pouch.
"Is there shiny? How many shiny? Let this one put its arm inside and find
the shiny. This one wants to try to find the shiny! Let this one try!"
My eyes glaze over at the thought of being able to find something of
worth.
After having had a personal moment of silence for Halt, Cord checks back
towards the entrance for any perceiveable threats, then walks around his fellow
companion, whose arm is completely inside an impossible bag. He stops for only
a moment to ponder the bag before continuing his careful walk towards the back
of the cave.
"I'm going to look ahead a bit; not too far, though," he calls back to the
others. Sword still in heand, he makes his way slowly towards the unexplored.
"Aye, and keep an eye on that one," he says as he mostions toward the being on
the ceiling. "Nothing good can come from that much greed."
It is pitch black. You are likely to be eaten by a grue.
just kidding...
Cord lets his Dwarven eyes adjust to the dark, and proceeds slowly towards
the back of the cave. After the narrowing, it opens up again and about 20
feet back the cave ends. There is a large boulder about 4 feet wide and six
feet tall set away from the rear wall by about three feet. Off to Cord's
right is a greyish pile of something in a small pool of water, and of
course the purplish moss on the walls an ceilings.
** Xavward, Figher **
I bow my head in sadness at the loss of Halt, despite his...questionable
..activities then scan the cave for any obvious hidden entraces or traps.
Looking curiously at the bag, "It appears to be enchanted - a bag of
holding. I've heard stories of such amongst my people. It seems strange
to put so tiny an object in such a bag! Do not wear it until we know more!
I will follow Cord warily, leeting my eyes adjust to nightvision also.
I'll have my spear at the ready, just in case and move slowly towards
the pile off to the side.
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TACKER: csanchez (Carlos Sanchez de La Lama)
SUBJECT: .. The Waterfall
DATE: 26-Feb-14 16:13:44
HOST: sdf
** Paidoboron, Fighter **
"I will stay here, I can see hardly a thing already, my eyes are not as
good as yours in the dark" I shout to Cord and Xavward as they go depeer
into the cave.
I put my axe on my belt, and look around for anything worth examining. I
address the strange creature: "How do you know so much about this cave?
Been around for long? I can help you look for those eggs, if you want",
attempting to draw its attention from the ring Aleph just found.
Xavward and Cord approach the pile off to their right, at closer inspection
it appears to be a collection of greyish, spherical masses, each about the
size of a fist. They are mostly underwater in the small pool, which is
only about eight inches deep, extending a few feet from the wall. At this
angle, Cord's Dwarvish senses alert him to a dark opening in the cave floor
behind the boulder off to his left.
I whisper to Cord "I'll warrant that those strange objects there are
the eggs that creature spoke of", gesturing towards the pool of spherical
objects in the dark.
"Do we tell him we've found them? Perhpas they have some other
properties of which we are not yet aware that makes them so desirable?"
I'll then advance slowly towards the opening in the floor Cord has
discovered, spear at the ready.
"Cord - perhaps we should check this opening first. I do not wish to be
surprised from behind in here!"
Fistbeard nods, "Aye, thanks fer' helpin' with that toad business."
Fistbeard takes a moment of silence with the party, then looks over to
Cord, "Ye okay, Cord?", then to the elf "Ye, too, huh? Been rough for us.
Ye need ta talk?" Fistbeard asks after Cord and Xavward takes their moment
of silence for the fallen party member. The stout cleric sticks close to
his fellow dwarf, allowing his eyes to adjust to the dark as well as he
proceeds forward. "Think we can meybbe push that boulder so we can check
that opening?" Fistbeard asks Cord and Xaward.
The noise from the waterfall fades to the background as you converge
towards the back of the cave. It is mostly quiet here, with an occasional,
echoing drip of water heard from somewhere. The smell of the frog
overpowers any other scents that might be in the air.
As Xavward approaches the hole in the floor, he notices that it appears to
be a tunnel entrance, sloping down and away under the back cave wall and
appearing just wide enough for one person to fit through. He can't see much
else, even his keen Elvish vision has limits in the dark.
Fistbeard, once he gets closer to the back of the cave, doesn't think
moving the boulder will be necessary.
Cord whispers back, "I don't see any reason to fuss about these eggs, if
that's what they are. The creature wants 'em? It can have 'em."
As Cord and the party approach, Cord second guesses this decision. "Fellows,
has anyone noticed that the creature hasn't followed us this far? Maybe, I'm
thinking, we should leave this alone and get back outside. Something isn't
right, here."
Looking at the boulder, he continues. "Does anyone else think that, maybe,
this boulder was sealing off this hole?"
"*buuuurrp* WAAAAAAIT! *grblgrup* WAAAIT FOR THIS ONE!" I shout wiping my
mouth of the viscous fluid from the toad eggs I was devouring.
"The deep is not a safe place for this one. This one found the eggs
here and the slimy-long-tongued ones before. The deep ones can hear and
smell us already. This one has seen the deep ones... The tall-ones should
be careful.
This one wants to know, why are these in the waterfall? Where are these
going?
This one can sneaky-sneak with the pointy-eared one and see things the
short-fat-bearded one and the tall-brawny-one cannot. I will go ahead and
see if there is any danger for the tall ones!"
Aleph does not let the strange imp take the ring, but offers him several
gold pieces instead. The unique bag and the ring are intriguing, but Aleph
senses that a cold, dank cave is no place to examine souvenirs. Aleph puts
the ring back in the bag and the bag in his pack. Hurridly, he re-equips
his dagger and rushes to catch up with the others.
If not already out, I retrieve my sword and wield it.
Staying at Cord and Xavward's backs, I shuffle off to the right to
get my own back close to the cave wall, careful to not brush
against the moss.
Keeping my eyes on the hole in the floor, I ask the party, "Blast
it, does anyone have a light handy? Because I for one, am not
getting closer to that pit without one."
TACKER: csanchez (Carlos Sanchez de La Lama)
SUBJECT: .. The Waterfall
DATE: 13-Mar-14 12:43:06
HOST: sdf
** Paidoboron, Fighter **
"Squid! Where are you? You should have some torches, good for us they were
not in my sack."
Squid approaches his master, carefully keeping the distance from the
strange egg-devouring creature. He takes one torch out of his back-pack and
tries to lit it up, which is not easy in the humid atmosphere of the cave.
Squid lights some torches, and Xavward takes one, getting close enough to
the hole to toss it in. He does so - the torch illuminates the hole and a
steep, rocky tunnel wide enough for one person to descend at a time. It is
almost vertical, but angled slightly away from you, so as to go out of
sight under the back cave wall.
You hear the torch hit the tunnel floor a few times on the way down, then
it sputters and goes out as it comes to rest a second or two later. You
hear scurrying from below in the distance, and the ever-present drip of
water.
"I thought that we may run into a situation like this. In my travels I
once came across a peddler of potions and intoxicants who gave me this 50
foot section of hemp rope. He said that he had been tricked into buying
it, that he had been promised a "legal buzz." The edges are singed, but
other than that this has helped me out many a time."
I remove the rope from my pack and offer it to the group. In doing so, as
I bend my head, I whisper to my comrades:
"This critter seems quite eager to be of assistance. What if its motives
are not monetary? I happen to know a spell that may charm him and make his
actions more favorable for us. Unless anyone objects, I think I am going
to cast it on him."
"Fellows, that looks awful steep. Now, I'm not one to back down from a
challenge, but is it really worth going down there? What are we hoping to gain?
I propose we just forget about this place and leave. There's something not
right in the air."
He turns his attention to the creature.
"And what, exactly, do you want out of all of these business? I'll be honest,
I don't trust you. You might have helped us, but I'm not convinced that wasn't
a selfish move or even a fluke."
"The warring one does not trust Alhei... This one understands.
Yes it does!
This one wants to remember how it came to be here...
This one has dreams of once being a tall-one.
This one cannot remember how it got here. Now it eats
the slimy-ones eggs, traps the deep-ones and hides in the cave.
The dreams led this one here.
This one does not know what it wants yet.
This one does not even know what this one is..."
To everyone
"Give this one the firey-stick. This one can climb through
the hole to the deep-ones along the ceiling and looky-look.
The deep ones have many treasures but they do not like this one."
With that I will wait to get a torch and just crawl down through the hole
crawling along the ceiling to get a better view of what is happening
down the hole.
I toss my pack down and turn to the party, arms outstretched.
"We have spare torches, plenty of questionable rope, my legs are
tired, and we even have a willing subject! Give the bugger a torch
and let him scout it out."
"Do not forget my spear will be here right behind you should you try
to doublecross us!"
I indicate to the dwarves that we should follow the creature down the
tunnel.
"I think the rest of you should hold here for a moment. Harick is right,
we are tired and have suffered losses. For another, I for one do not
fancy leaving the top of this rope unguarded. All it would take is one
sneak with a knife to drop us who knows where!"
TACKER: csanchez (Carlos Sanchez de La Lama)
SUBJECT: .. The Waterfall
DATE: 21-Mar-14 07:42:30
HOST: sdf
** Paidoboron, Fighter **
"Right, we can guard this end of the rope. Just be careful, I do not like
what the creature says about those 'deep ones'."
Paidoboron will sit on the floor, careful not to rest his back on the moss
covering the walls, and trying to find a place where he can keep sight of
both the hole and the entry from the waterfall.
OOC: How far is the pool from here? I am thinking on going there and try to
recover my stuff while the rest are down the hole, but only if it is near
enough to be reasonably sure of hearing anyone or anything moving within
the chamber where the hole is.
"This one will be right back!" I say, pulling the rope out of the hole
and tossing it to the group. "This one doesn't need a rope. The deep ones
might see it and ambush the tall-ones."
Taking the torch handed to me I crawl across the ground and
disappear down the hole and on to the ceiling inside the hole.
Staying in the shadows and ensuring that I am not noticed I will make my
way to the lower outpost, pathing on the ceiling and get a count of any
guards and quietly set an appropriate number of traps. I will also look for
any contraptions that the deep-ones use as alarm systems and do the same
for any other caverns that might be easily spotted from the path.
"Well, while those _brave souls_ scour the caves, I think I'm
going to go grab a drink of water and take a look around. Anyone
want to partner up and come along?"
Regardless if anyone comes with me, I'll leave my pack in the
cave and take my dagger with me out to the water.
[OOC: Unless Cord wants to, no way I'm going to brave those slick
rocks after last time. Speaking of...]
After getting a drink, I turn to Cord, "I know that we got rid of
that one toad, but I can't shake this bad feeling. Didn't that
creature say something? About, uh...the slimy ones, or something?"
"Maybe we should scout around a little bit; if there was one
outside the cave, there could be more coming back."
"I didn't get the feeling there'd be more coming. There's something... else. I
can't quite put my finger on it."
Cord walks to the pool, crouches down and splashes his face with water. He sits
there a moment, contemplating.
"I was going to have a look around, anyway, just to scout out the edges of this
clearing. Maybe even a bit deeper. There's no reason not to be on the lookout
for anything hostile, slimy or not."
[OOC: I assume that Coord and I can handle helping each other
down the rope; also that this will be split over as many turns as
is needed.]
I rush back to the cave, gather my things and equip my sword as I
go down into the hole, calling out to the party, "Watch your
backs, I'm coming down!"
