D&D Act Two Scene II - Well met in Clayton

Fourier

ZharrKazad:

Digital Solitude wrote: »

"I can manage, is there water about first?"

I slowly creep after the physicians as they lead the way

Moy is lead into the council chambers where he is poured an expensive mix of fruits. The council stand before him.

"Cleric, your entire group seems to have disappeared and it seems cruel to keep you here on your own. And yet we have no certain way out of this storm. So we offer you the chance to take the old underground roads.

We adapted to surface dwelling two hundred years ago, we no longer take the tunnels and are unsure where they lead or how safe they are, but we offer them to you should you be interested?"

Banjo

Othegre sighs.
"Fine. Is that the game we're playing? Ok. Let's see it through...

Ash, go on in, see if they can point you to a nurse for your face.i hope you brought some coin, all mine exploded in Clayton. Find out who their God is, if maybe there's some accord we can come to to use their protection to get out of this sundering desert. Now if you'll excuse me, my public should not be kept waiting."
Othegre takes a confident step forward.

Ooc : and when the inevitable happens she will happily pratfall on her arse. I can't leave either can I. Son of a motherless goat!

Fourier

When Othegre enters the townfolk make a small cheer. The old woman pats the seat beside her.

"Say vampire, would you be a brave one?"

Banjo

Othegre looks behind her at the door way and takes a tentative step back to ensure she can still leave.

Fourier

She steps out into the desert sun, seems okay.

Banjo

Stepping back inside she replies "Show me a brave vampire I'll show you a fool that's one threshold and a poker away from clogging up a chimney. I'm fine here thanks. So.... Dare I ask.... How's the storm treating you?"

Digital Solitude

Fourier wrote: »

ZharrKazad:


Moy is lead into the council chambers where he is poured an expensive mix of fruits. The council stand before him.

"Cleric, your entire group seems to have disappeared and it seems cruel to keep you here on your own. And yet we have no certain way out of this storm. So we offer you the chance to take the old underground roads.

We adapted to surface dwelling two hundred years ago, we no longer take the tunnels and are unsure where they lead or how safe they are, but we offer them to you should you be interested?"

"My thanks" I say, graciously slurping some of the syrupy mix.

"200 years you say, ample time for any number of beasts to settle in, I would be wary of descending alone, I am but a holy man. Might the city be able to spare some warriors to aid my travels?"

OldGoat

Fourier wrote: »

The mansion:


"Return old boy? Quite rich, just try walking out that door. Won't turn out like you think I guarantee it.

So why not play a round? Or simply wander the house to your own content, you'll get bored eventually."

I spend some time exploring the rest of the house, looking for loot and secrets, especially the books. Eventually, bored, I check the broken window that we came in through, to see if I can get out through it.

Mollyb60

Fourier wrote: »

Bambois Mansion:


OOC: No you're grand, I roll for stealth, basically so you're not sure if it worked, i.e. you might fail and somebody will notice you but they won't say it right away or act at that moment.

Kal steps out into a hall with a red carpet and paintings of generations of the same family, Bambois, on the walls. To his North there is a single door.

Heading through the door to the North so.