Myrddyn Posted July 11, 2013 Posted July 11, 2013 Erik follows Moke. "Could one of you guys maybe seal Nessa?"
Palathadric Posted July 11, 2013 Posted July 11, 2013 "I'd really prefer to get this above board with the Baron before heading out. He will certainly wonder why it is taking us so long, but if you insist then we will follow you." "You're right, Erik." I cast sealing on Nessa. "You know I've been underground or in caves in almost all of my quests since rejoining Heroica, this has to be the first time that I've actually enjoyed being in the heart of the earth, though." Even as I say that, my mood darkens a bit. "I have fought my fair share of magnificent beasts in caves. It's sad that the evil ones leave more of an impression than the ones whom you help," I mutter. Snapping out of my reverie, I shake my head. "Let's get going."
Dannylonglegs Posted July 11, 2013 Posted July 11, 2013 (edited) "Let's go." Edited July 11, 2013 by Dannylonglegs
Palathadric Posted July 11, 2013 Posted July 11, 2013 I walk closer to Sylph and mutter so only he can hear me. "That baron said that Moke was a crafty devil. You don't think he may be pulling a fast one, do you?"
Myrddyn Posted July 11, 2013 Posted July 11, 2013 "I'd really prefer to get this above board with the Baron before heading out. He will certainly wonder why it is taking us so long, but if you insist then we will follow you." "I get the feeling Baron wants to demonise us a bit to stop his people from having any contact with the humans, and I dunno if that's right. I mean, sure, everyone's a lot safer down here, and I haven't seen anythin' like the hovels, but Heroica's a mostly good organisation, right? I mean, this party's probably at least 9/10 on the not-doing-evil-stuff scale. Hopefully takin' care of the threat posed by these wolfmen will convince 'im that contact with the overworld ain't always a bad thing."
Palathadric Posted July 11, 2013 Posted July 11, 2013 "I get the feeling Baron wants to demonise us a bit to stop his people from having any contact with the humans, and I dunno if that's right. I mean, sure, everyone's a lot safer down here, and I haven't seen anythin' like the hovels, but Heroica's a mostly good organisation, right? I mean, this party's probably at least 9/10 on the not-doing-evil-stuff scale. Hopefully takin' care of the threat posed by these wolfmen will convince 'im that contact with the overworld ain't always a bad thing." I'd put that at 8/10," I say, "or simply 4/5." I glance at Dreyrugr. "I suppose you may be right, but the Baron at present doesn't even know about the Wolfmen." I whisper to Erik, "You do realize that if something doesn't go quite right, it could have very bad repercussions on this little town..." I trail off thinking of the last time I had lost a fight, even though it had technically been a great victory.
Myrddyn Posted July 11, 2013 Posted July 11, 2013 "Yeah... We've got enough smoke bombs to make a run for it if we have to. We've got a couple'a essences, too. And Nessa's got those silver crossbow bolts. Should be manageable."
CMP Posted July 11, 2013 Author Posted July 11, 2013 Pretzel successfully seals Nessa. The party follows Moke as the gnome drags the huge chest out of the office and down the tunnel opposite the one the heroes cam in through. This passageway is clearly more recently built, the walls of a newer stone as the grime fresh - where there should be a sluice of sewer water, however, there is just a bone dry rut. Something's clearly blocking it. The stench starts to become unbearably. Moke gives a squeak once the party's gone quite the distance under Eubric. "Oh, n-n-no...it's him...." The next corner they turn reveals exactly who he's talking about, and causes the weak-willed gnome to faint right where he stands. "...Hi chuba da naga, kung? Kee chai chai cun kuta?" How will the party respond?
Dannylonglegs Posted July 12, 2013 Posted July 12, 2013 "How interesting." Stated Sylph, waiting for his party to talk to the thing before him.
Myrddyn Posted July 12, 2013 Posted July 12, 2013 (edited) Erik bows diplomatically to the Huttese gangster. "Nice hat, sir." His next comment is directed at both the party and the Hutt. "We came here to talk to some wolfmen? They don't seem to be here, and the gnome didn't mention you beforehand, so I guess we'll carry him away?" Edit: bolded Edited July 12, 2013 by Myrddyn
Palathadric Posted July 12, 2013 Posted July 12, 2013 (edited) "How interesting." Stated Sylph, waiting for his party to talk to the thing before him. "Druid, if anyone is talking to those glob it's you or Nessa here. He doesn't seem ready to speak any common language. But I see no reason to speak to such a vile creation. He is clearly a threat to whomever may pass this way. There is no reason to reason with someone who clearly has only his own interests at heart. I say kill him now." Edited July 12, 2013 by Palathadric
Palathadric Posted July 12, 2013 Posted July 12, 2013 (edited) I squirm uneasily. The last time I met an object close to this size in an underground passage things did not turn out well... But we won't let it survive. We destroyed the last menace to society and we will destroy this one too, even if it brings down another of our party it is worth it if we can prevent him from being a terror to humanity at large. At least we have a lifegiver on our side, even if he seems less than adept at restoring life to anyone. Eh? Why didn't it merge? Edited July 12, 2013 by Palathadric
Dannylonglegs Posted July 12, 2013 Posted July 12, 2013 "Druid, if anyone is talking to those glob it's you or Nessa here. He doesn't seem ready to speak any common language. But I see no reason to speak to such a vile creation. He is clearly a threat to whomever may pass this way. There is no reason to reason with someone who clearly has only his own interests at heart. I say kill him now." "I'd be fine with that, but let's see if he speaks animal." Sylph stated silently to Pretzel. "Hey, you? Do you speak Common?" "<Excuse me. Do you speak animal?>"
Myrddyn Posted July 12, 2013 Posted July 12, 2013 "...He is clearly a threat to whomever may pass this way. There is no reason to reason with someone who clearly has only his own interests at heart. I say kill him now." "Yeah, you could be right, but I'd prefer to be certain before we kill him, which is hard if we haven't spoken to him."
Palathadric Posted July 12, 2013 Posted July 12, 2013 "This is ridiculous. Arguing with some glob. Just the pollution he emits is enough to cause the death of animals, humans, and plants alike, surely Sylvania would not stand by such an abomination!" "Do none of the rest of you have a problem with the stench?"
Dannylonglegs Posted July 12, 2013 Posted July 12, 2013 "This is ridiculous. Arguing with some glob. Just the pollution he emits is enough to cause the death of animals, humans, and plants alike, surely Sylvania would not stand by such an abomination!" "Sssh. Sylvania stands for Nature, as do I. My actions are only those that advance Nature's cause. Do not Question my judgement. If he speaks, we will here what he says, and then kill him."
CMP Posted July 12, 2013 Author Posted July 12, 2013 (edited) The enormous slug looks between all the heroes for a moment, then calls out in a low, booming voice. "REUGA! Boska, koochoo kung wata nee choo!" The party has no time to react as darkened figures start shifting forward from the darkness of the sewers. The frontmost shape - the largest humanoid one - seems to have glittering golden teeth grinning out at them. It picks up a limp Moke by the back of the shirt, shakes its head, and casually flings him behind the chest he brought. The group is now mostly in view. The heroes have a sneaking suspicion these aren't the Wolves they were looking for. Their leader (supposedly) smirks at the heroes from under his helmet, teeth glimmering a polished gold. "Ain't this some surprise? Not only intruders, but intruders working with our stunted little friends..." "I remember these guys! Word is they're looking for some sort of killer. Well, you won't find any down here, nu-uh. I've been very good at leaving marks unharmed, right, Daddy?" "Of course, Sweetheart, I'm very proud of you - but I think we'd best leave these fellows to Reg, they seem to be quite well-armed." "CAN I HIT THEM?! I WANNA HIT THEM!!" "For gods' sake, Feldorin, I told you not to get all hyped up when we're meeting people!" growled Reg towards the elf, before turning back to the heroes with a charismatic smile. "Now, can we help you?" Edited July 12, 2013 by CallMePie
Palathadric Posted July 12, 2013 Posted July 12, 2013 "What a pleasant surprise," I grin sarcastically. I turn the female. "And how pleasant to meet you once again. You are right that we are looking for a murderer. You wouldn't happen to be the person we seek, would you? Although it certainly is a pleasure to meet you all, I must ask why you treat our halfling friend in such a despicable manner? Have you something against the short folk? Furthermore, what are you all doing here and what's the glob behind you? Your daddy?"
Myrddyn Posted July 13, 2013 Posted July 13, 2013 Diplomatically. "So, gentlemen, that gnome there asked us for some help in dealing with some wolfmen. You guys don't look like wolfmen, but maybe you've seen them somewhere? What are you guys doing down here, anyway?" He whispers to the rest of the party: "I hardly think we'd be making the world a worse place by bashing this lot, 'least the elf, anyway. He seems completely psychotic."
Palathadric Posted July 13, 2013 Posted July 13, 2013 I grumble out of the corner of my mouth. "Recognize the girl? She was at the inn. She could very well be one of the ones behind the murder from what we could tell. I believe Nessa had a less than positive impression of her."
Myrddyn Posted July 13, 2013 Posted July 13, 2013 "She just said she leaves her marks unharmed. I'm guessing she's a stealer of coins, not lives."
Palathadric Posted July 13, 2013 Posted July 13, 2013 (edited) "You know, there may be more to that than meets the eye. Perhaps she could be referring to the marks on Rorik's body." Edited July 13, 2013 by Palathadric
Dannylonglegs Posted July 13, 2013 Posted July 13, 2013 Sylph stood in the back, unimpressed by the newcomers. "Did you lot have anything to do with the death of a merchant named Rorik?" Sylph asked bluntly.
CMP Posted July 13, 2013 Author Posted July 13, 2013 "What a pleasant surprise," I grin sarcastically. I turn the female. "And how pleasant to meet you once again. You are right that we are looking for a murderer. You wouldn't happen to be the person we seek, would you? Although it certainly is a pleasure to meet you all, I must ask why you treat our halfling friend in such a despicable manner? Have you something against the short folk? Furthermore, what are you all doing here and what's the glob behind you? Your daddy?" "Glob?!?" sputters the girl, suddenly raising her gold-encrusted dagger, but she's quickly cut off by Reg. "Forgive Little Red, she's our least experienced member, but quite the rogue, you see. And they're gnomes, my good man, not halflings, they're quite particular about being mistaken for other races of short stature...I have nothing against them. In fact, in exchange for a reasonable sum-" he waves his gauntlet-ed hand at the chest of coins. "-we protect them from trespassers, thugs, and other vagrant types that like to wander the sewers." Diplomatically. "So, gentlemen, that gnome there asked us for some help in dealing with some wolfmen. You guys don't look like wolfmen, but maybe you've seen them somewhere? What are you guys doing down here, anyway?" He whispers to the rest of the party: "I hardly think we'd be making the world a worse place by bashing this lot, 'least the elf, anyway. He seems completely psychotic." Reg grins his widest, a trace of a threat behind his immense pride and charisma. "There's but one Wolf under Eubric, my friend. You speak to one of his finest units." He raises his hands. "We are his Sewer Wolves, guardians of ancient holes, protectors of tunnels, and their....smaller residents. " Sylph stood in the back, unimpressed by the newcomers. "Did you lot have anything to do with the death of a merchant named Rorik?" Sylph asked bluntly. The armored dwarf grunted, gripping his axe tightly. Reg clapped him on the shoulder. "Relax Difur, they don't dare accuse of us of any wrongdoing. My mossy friend, we're not assassins, nor are merchants sewer-dwellers. If we kill, it's only in the defense of our home."
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