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Post by Mahungee on Feb 17, 2005 11:48:01 GMT -5
Plab stands over the smoking corpse of Arley the weaver as the last of Wyvlu's pesky fireballs falls to earth. Through the hole in the second floor wall Chuku, Durkon and Marthok watch on. The noise from downstairs has quieted significantly (the destroyed wall is on the opposite side of the building to the entrance).
Downstairs WIlf and Elld stand amongst fleeing patrons composing themselves after their short but intense battle with the black suited humans. The Owner of the Six Coppers is busy trying to calm the situation whilst simultaneously tending to the wounds of one of the bargirls. Except for the injured the room will soon be emptied.
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Post by Svizac on Feb 17, 2005 20:22:55 GMT -5
Durkon:
Well we won't be seeing that pesky ogre mage again! Do you know why it attacked us Marthok? This was not an random attack I tell you, someone is after us...
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Post by Macabrevity on Feb 18, 2005 4:32:18 GMT -5
Plab takes one last look at the burnt body at his feet. "Hmmm, not much chance of salvaging anything of value from that, is there......"
He cocks an eyebrow, and then cracks a smile, "Anyway, my carpets always come back from the upholsterer with the tassles unraveling and the colors bleeding through, so i guess thats one less weaver to worry about, isn't it? Seriously though, I think Durkon has a handle on it.....someone knows we're here...... You know, ever since we got this commission I've had the feeling like we are being set up for a fall....but by whom exactly?"
"Unless we were betrayed by the very wizard who sent us, I'd say its almost impossible for anyone to know we're here. Period......unless of course its Marthok they're watching?"
Looks at Marthok for a minute....."I wonder....... if they had an eye on you, they might not think you were a threat, what with your injuries and all, but once they see us come into the mix, well, thats another story."
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Post by Mahungee on Feb 18, 2005 8:46:26 GMT -5
Marthok: "Aye me lads, I think ol' Arley down there thought he'd come on out and finish off the last o' me band,,,,be damned if I know how they knew I'd come back to tha inn though"
leans over the edge and spits on the body,,,picks up and his walking stick and heads for the exit
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Post by Azaghal on Feb 18, 2005 11:03:41 GMT -5
Wilf looks confused at the carnage around him... "not much glory in all those dead innocent people... I think I'll just leave that detail out of my ballad on this victorious battle."
Wilf looks up at his comrades "Where to now, lads?"
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Post by Svizac on Feb 18, 2005 15:23:51 GMT -5
Durkon, scratching his beard "Well I think we should go to the castle, thats why we're here after all. Perhaps we could find out who sent this beast our way." But first lets grab something to drink, I've grown tired of so much spellcasting. Perhaps a pint of dwarven ale if this taver has some.
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Post by TheFlyingBuddha on Feb 18, 2005 20:13:49 GMT -5
Chuku scuttles about in his plate armor, hefting his sword. He paces, apparently thinking (rather hard to tell under all that metal. He finally stops and lifts his visor...
"So... we go get Baddies now? Chuku has much smiting to do yet."
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Post by Mahungee on Feb 19, 2005 4:50:12 GMT -5
Matrhok chuckles at Chuku's display as he trundels out of the room "A goblin paladin,,what a world I live in" (possibily passing Wilf who seems to have come upstairs?)
He makes his way down the stairs and gives a nod to the shellshocked Elld and then sets about using healing magic upon the injured staff and patrons
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Post by Macabrevity on Feb 19, 2005 5:42:51 GMT -5
Plab motions for Elld to lend a helping 'holy' hand to Marthok
in healing the injured by-standers.
"Marthok, could it be that you triggered some kind of spell when you entered the foul place? Or perhaps in leaving? Either that or this dark wizard was able to trace some of the treasure looted back to you....assuming you and your group did a lttle looting, eh? Hey, I'm not judging, believe me, picking up a few shiny objects every now and then just comes naturally......"
Plab then puts his hand on his hip and looks at Marthok waiting for an answer.
"At any rate, if its not what you carried out of the castle, then its YOU he's watching...in which case, I think we should consider parting ways, if we're to be effective where your group failed."
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Post by Mahungee on Feb 19, 2005 11:36:47 GMT -5
(plab obviously comes down stairs)
Looks up from his work,,"Bit busy for chatterwallin' little lad, everything we did is in the journel,,didnt take nothin' but that fancy cup, could be that I spose', though they took a good wait to come get it back " (scratchs head) and goes back to work
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Post by Macabrevity on Feb 20, 2005 6:12:14 GMT -5
Plab continues his way down the stairs, and walks out amongst the wreckage of the barroom with his hands folded behind his back, and a shrewd look on his face.
"Say Durkon, why don't you have a look at that cup, and see if you can make heads or tails of it."
"I'd rather our every move wasn't known in advance....although there won't be any element of surprise in this operation, I'd still hate to have everything we do, and maybe even say, be monitored."
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Post by Svizac on Feb 20, 2005 19:50:03 GMT -5
"The cup you say eh? You're pretty smart for a go...advanturer Plab. Maybe some day I'll you will become my apprentice heh.
"Now lets have a look at that cup Marthok, I'll cast some divination spells on it and try to find something out. Why don't the rest of you, my friends, tend to the wounded while I work my big magic eh?"
Durkon casts detect magic and looks at the "cup" heh.
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