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

sKeith · 06-01-2018 12:02AM

Ekbard retrieves the helm, "wonder what this does", he shows it to the others. Ekbard continues to search for eggs

Fourier · 06-01-2018 12:02AM

Four eggs lie in the nest.

Fourier · 06-01-2018 12:03AM

BandyLegs feels his strength return and his cheek reseal.

OOC: Restores 13 HP and CHAR back to normal.

Necro · 06-01-2018 12:03AM

sKeith wrote: »

Ekbard retrieves the helm, "wonder what this does, he shows it to the others". Ekbard continues to search for eggs

Bandylegs takes the helm and tries it on.

sKeith · 06-01-2018 12:04AM

Ekbard retrieves the four eggs and says to the others, "dont carry all the eggs in one basket, anyone want one of these?"

Tigger · 06-01-2018 12:04AM

sKeith wrote: »

Ekbard retrieves the four eggs and says to the others, "dont carry all the eggs in one basket, anyone want one of these?"

for what end

Necro · 06-01-2018 12:05AM

Tigger wrote: »

for what end

Bandylegs harrumphs.

'Breakfast! What else?'

sKeith · 06-01-2018 12:05AM

Tigger wrote: »

for what end

"up to you, nourishment or let them hatch"

Tigger · 06-01-2018 12:06AM

sKeith wrote: »

"up to you, nourishment or let them hatch"

you are such a townie Eckbard

Fourier · 06-01-2018 12:07AM

Necrominus wrote: »

Bandylegs takes the helm and tries it on.

BandyLegs becomes aware that with the helm on, he can teleport three times a day.

Necro · 06-01-2018 12:11AM

Bandylegs calls out:

'Stay here! I'll be back shortly with supplies. Ekbard, some coin in case they have no banks.'

sKeith · 06-01-2018 12:11AM

Ekbard gives bandylegs 477 gp

Necro · 06-01-2018 12:14AM

Bandylegs takes the coin and nods at the rest of the group.

'I shall return shortly.'

He talks now into the helmet:

'Take me to Dwarrowtown.'

Fourier · 06-01-2018 12:17AM

BandyLegs vanishes from the groups site as if he had imploded.

Fourier · 06-01-2018 12:20AM

BandyLegs reappears in the middle of a crisis. The walls of Dwarrowtown have collapsed. Pocket holes run across the cavern entrance and the clerics of Vergadain can be seen impaled next to the temple. A gigantic figure in terrifying armour sits atop a throne fashioned from some unusual metal.

He has not seen BandyLegs, nor has his undead army.

BandyLegs spots a supply shop yet unraided.

Necro · 06-01-2018 12:22AM

Bandylegs creeps into the supply shop and barricades the door shut, looking for supplies.

Fourier · 06-01-2018 12:25AM

Inside are enough rations to last the group two days, as well as water for one day and a sack to carry them

Looking out the window, he can see the old shop Goodie went to, the owner dead outside. His explosive arrows have been remade, thirty of them, as well as a mastercrafted bow.

He also spots four families making for the emergency tunnels, they won't escape without his help, but he only has time for one choice.

Fourier · 06-01-2018 12:28AM

The helm communes with BandyLegs, he understands its use now.

OOC:
See table on p.40

Necro · 06-01-2018 12:30AM

Bandylegs sighs and goes to help his kin escape.

He speaks in a hushed tone.

'If ye wish to leave, Bandylegs will help ye... but ye have to help me too. I need armour, banded mail if ye have any. And a bow of any description for me friend.'

Fourier · 06-01-2018 12:34AM

"STOP!!!!"

The undead halt throughout the passages and slaughtering stops. The gigantic figure on the throne as spoken.

"Let the dwarven families pass"

The families escape, but the wall of undead block BandyLegs.

"So you have shown yourself. I feared we would not meet."

Necro · 06-01-2018 12:37AM

Bandylegs faces the figure.

'Who be you? What have ye done to Dwarrowtown?'

Fourier · 06-01-2018 12:40AM

"My mother gave me a name....men's mouths can longer make it, so I shall not speak it. You may call me by my function, the Judge and I grant unto thee the right to treat with me."

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Z9dNrmGD7mU

Necro · 06-01-2018 12:43AM

'The Judge? The feller on the mountain top? Me friends killed The Butcher. He ripped off me arms... but as ye can see... they grew back.

What are ye proposin' lad? I only came here to get supplies fer me party. But... why... why have you done this to the city?'

Fourier · 06-01-2018 12:46AM

Necrominus wrote: »

What are ye proposin' lad? I only came here to get supplies fer me party. But... why... why have you done this to the city?'

"It is deserved, for crimes unremembered. Your friends...."

He pulls the body of a cleric from a spike.

"...they remembered, yet they did not repent. And so the punishment...."

He gestures at hundreds of dead dwarves and tosses the body of the Cleric at BandyLegs's feet.

"...the highest in dwarven society, broken like a toy."

He smirks.

"But I do have a proposal for you."

Necro · 06-01-2018 12:49AM

Fourier wrote: »

"It is deserved, for crimes unremembered. Your friends...."

He pulls the body of a cleric from a spike.

"...the remembered, yet they did not repent. And so the punishment...."

He gestures at hundreds of dead dwarves and tosses the body of the Cleric at BandyLegs's feet.

"...the highest in dwarven society, broken like a toy."

He smirks.

"But I do have a proposal for you."

Bandylegs clenches his fists in anger and tries to suppress his rage.

'I'll listen to yer proposal... Judge. I know in me heart of hearts at THIS moment, I am ne'er match fer ya. But mark me words... ye will pay for yer crimes here.'

Fourier · 06-01-2018 12:53AM

Necrominus wrote: »

Bandylegs clenches his fists in anger and tries to suppress his rage.

'I'll listen to yer proposal... Judge. I know in me heart of hearts at THIS moment, I am ne'er match fer ya. But mark me words... ye will pay for yer crimes here.'

"I have rebalanced the crimes here, the guilty have paid already.

My proposal, ensure the vampire reaches Dwacatra and visits the pit of eternity there. It has been foretold that she would.

And when the time comes, kill the Nerosian or the representative of Nír.

Do this and I won't slaughter everyone here and kill you where you stand."

Tigger · 06-01-2018 12:56AM

ook

lol

Necro · 06-01-2018 12:57AM

Fourier wrote: »

"I have rebalanced the crimes here, the guilty have paid already.

My proposal, ensure the vampire reaches Dwacatra and visits the pit of eternity there. It has been foretold that she would.

And when the time comes, kill the Nerosian or the representative of Nír.

Do this and I won't slaughter everyone here and kill you where you stand."

Bandylegs shakes his head, aghast.

'I plan on goin to Dwacatra meself. I can fulfill that part of yer bargain. But ter kill me own group? Men I have travelled with fer months on end? Ye cannae be serious. Ye be mad!'

Fourier · 06-01-2018 01:00AM

Necrominus wrote: »

Bandylegs shakes his head, aghast.

'I plan on goin to Dwacatra meself. I can fulfill that part of yer bargain. But ter kill me own group? Men I have travelled with fer months on end? Ye cannae be serious. Ye be mad!'

He raises his hand and the undead put blades to the throats of hundreds of families across the city.

"You would weigh one life against thousands?"

He stands from the throne, he is at least 40' tall.

"And they say I am heartless"

Necro · 06-01-2018 01:05AM

Fourier wrote: »

He raises his hand and the undead put blades to the throats of hundreds of families across the city.

"You would weigh one life against thousands?"

He stands from the throne, he is at least 40' tall.

"And they say I am heartless"

Bandylegs stands tall.

'I weigh me own life. Not theirs. If ye dinnae like it.... then me own life is forfeit. That was what ye said.'

He readies himself for his end.

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

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