Story Interlude: Different priorities - Page 6

Humble Athena · #76 05-09-2012, 10:26 PM

Justine frowns in return, not liking the situation she'd been put into. She didn't have enough information to question him herself, the others had gone off and gotten into who knows what from the sound of it, and she had no reason to delay the man longer. So she nods to him and taps Bart's arm, leaving the room's doorway and heading down the hall towards the other two. She stops midway and looks at Bart, tapping next to her eyes and pointing towards the man's door. "Keep an eye out." she requests, before continuing on to Coenred and Lennart.

"What are you two doing?" she questions in a clipped whisper, getting closer to the coughing two, but leaving them room to move out of the dust they seem to be coated in.

zebedee · #77 05-10-2012, 08:08 AM

Coenred rolls on the floor of the hallway, Back to back natural ones on the saves probably isn't good, right?unable to draw breath. He feels his strength fading quickly. Through a haze of nausea, he vaguely hears Justine ask a question, but he can't quite figure out what she's asking.

Antebellum · #78 05-10-2012, 02:45 PM

Lennart looked too quickly at the locking mechanism and, despite seeing the exact same trap on the other door, overlooked its presence here. When he hastily tried the handle, the small globe of powder exploded, filling his and Ceonred's lungs with an airborne powder. Immediately he was hunched over and coughing, but it didn't help.

Within seconds Lennart was on his knees trying to get Bad idea having two people who suck at Fort standing next to each other

fresh air into his lungs, but he couldn't. He looked up to see Justine hurrying down the hall. She was whispering something to him, but he could barely hear anything over his wheezing. "Som-" he coughed. "Someone in t-" The rogue stopped trying to speak and just pointed at the door hurriedly.

Humble Athena · #79 05-10-2012, 03:05 PM

Justine just gives a shake of her head. Whomever was in the room wasn't going anywhere now, unless he (or she) climbed out of a window. Meanwhile, those two were clearly in trouble. "Try to move clear." She suggests as she puts an arm across her face and moves to Coenred's side, attempting to heft him up from the dust-coated floor. Selune, help these men. she prays silently. Their cause is just even if their methods are misguided.

Antebellum · #80 05-13-2012, 09:06 AM

Lennart lays on his knees and between gasping breaths shoos Justine away. "The door." he gasps and he tries to make his way to the door and open it.

idilippy · #81 05-13-2012, 02:43 PM

As the choking dust settles both Lennart and Coenred are overwhelmed by a horrendous, gut wrenching nausea. They may fight it as best they can and stagger along with shooting pains in their gut, or may empty those guts as the pain overwhelms them, but in either case the pain and nausea controls them, limiting their movement and ability to act.

As they stagger about, overwhelmed by the feelings, the sounds of motion increase within the room, followed by a shattering sound of glass and the clatter as the windows are shoved open with enough force to slam hard against the exterior wall of the inn.

**Admin Chuck** · #82 05-15-2012, 05:46 PM

Bart has been standing just inside the room looking uncertain for the past few minutes. The people who know what they want to ask this guy are currently having some sort of odd sounding party out in the hallway, leaving Bart to stand there looking like a big armed and armored idiot. The big man does his best to not actually look like an idiot, but his efforts to appear intimidating and perhaps like he is meant to be there result in only him shifting positions a bunch of times and making a lot of clanking noises.

During a momentary break in the clanks Bart hears the windows opening in the next room over. He takes a look at the well spoken fellow sitting at the table in the room, not trying to hide his suspicion. Still uncertain Bart tries to peek out into the hallway to see if any help is coming, but all he can see is a cloud of green and Justine's silver hair and well shaped backside. Even being in the middle of a crisis of decision-making Bart takes just an extra second to appreciate Justine's shape as she bends over a coughing form.

Bart snaps back to reality and straightens up in the room, looking again at the man at the desk. While he is not certain what exactly is going on here, it is obvious that slamming open windows can't be a good thing and that is certainly should be stopped. Bart tries to conjure up his best intimidating voice, hoping that somehow he can stop the folks from doing whatever they are doing in the other room without provoking a fight where he is the only combatant on one side, but what actually comes out is "Umm, I think you guys should stop that! There's no reason to be opening windows that forcefully. Err...you might break the glass. Uhh. Or something." If his face could be seen beneath his helmet Bart would be completely chagrined and embarrassed.

Antebellum · #83 05-15-2012, 07:58 PM

As the powder continued to affect him, Lennart's chest began to heave. He turned away from Justine who was trying to bring Coenred around and began making some horrible noises. Gagging sounds and retching was all that could be heard coming from Lennart's direction as the rogue tried to clear his stomach. Eventually his breakfast did come up. The rogue felt better for the moment as he wiped his mouth with his armored wrist. Gross.

As he started to feel the nauseating feeling beginning to take over his body and mind again, he turned to the door next to him. Lennart turned the knob and leaned into the door, hoping to open it with minimal effort.

Cloudpiroth · #84 05-16-2012, 01:25 PM

Damianos, who has been silent the whole time, finally decides to act. He pulls out his scimitar and points it at the man in the doorway. Damianos has never been one to intimidate anyone but now seems like a good time. "Move out of the way or my compatriot and I will have to force our way in, Damianos says in his most intimidating voice. We are in search of dangerous people and if you aren't going to help with the solution, you are a part of the problem. " Just then, an idea strikes Damianos. A sense of dirtiness seems to wash over Damianos at the mere thought of it, but now seems like a good time to play on his dark elf heritage. "You know of my people. How do you think a party of dark elves would take to you hindering in our search? I don't believe they will invite you for a chat." Damianos pauses for a moment, letting tension of the bluff build for a moment. "In fact, the only thing that they will probably give you is a dagger between your ribs." Damianos gives the man a quick look-over. "You seem like a survivalist. Move aside or I when I'm finished finding my current quarry, your name shall be added to the list."

zebedee · #85 05-18-2012, 02:27 PM

Coenred somehow staggers to his feet with Justine's assistance. As he stabilizes himself, he waves her on to follow Lennart, but is unable to stop coughing long enough to say anything out loud.

Humble Athena · #86 05-20-2012, 02:08 PM

Justine sighs, and shakes her head, but it didn't seem like the men were in mortal danger just yet. She'd be able to look them over later, if that was what they desired. She straightens. "It sounds like he'll try to escape out the window. If any of you are fast on your feet, I'd suggest cutting him off."

idilippy · #87 06-10-2012, 09:28 PM

As the two men gag and cramp with horrible pain in the next room a similar expression crosses the face of the man with the wand. "D..don't kill me, please I'll tell you anything!" He looks wildly around, "Keep the drow away from me and I'll tell you whatever you want, the bandits are nothing to me, I just pass them information from time to time!"

Meanwhile, by the time any of the group has recovered enough to make it outside anyone who leaped out the window is long gone, caught up in the bustle of an overcrowded small city during daylight hours. It takes a few minutes for Lennart and Coenred to recover, and even then they are still feeling slightly sick. The cowed man shrinks away from Damianos and waits to see what you do with him, terrified of the drow to the point where he doesn't even consider fighting back, dropping the forgotten wand with a clatter.

Antebellum · #88 06-11-2012, 09:53 AM

Lennart had no idea what was going on in the other room due to his retching and stomach cramps. By the time he got the door open, with no help from Justine, whoever was in there was long gone. He looked back to Coenred who was also recovering and gave a nod of thanks. The rogue then walked over to the window and peered out, sighing in disgust as the bustling city that held their target.

With a hand holding his side, Lennart limped over to the connecting door and opened it. He was surprised to see the man who had originally threatened them with the wand sitting on the bed staring and Damianos. "What happened here?" he asked. "Whoever was is this room," he added, indicating the room him and Coenred went to investigate, "is long gone now."

**Admin Chuck** · #89 06-11-2012, 11:00 AM

"I'll keep an eye on him." Bart says as he nods to their prisoner and steps up next to the drow, towering over his black skinned companion but not inspiring nearly as much fear as the elf. I need to work on that, maybe get myself a racial history of torture and murder.

Bart gets kicked from his reverie when he notices the wand on the floor. Bending his big frame to pick it up he nods to Damianos. "Think you can use this?" he says as he hands the stick over. "Why don't you go help them search the other room, this guy ain't going anywhere."

Cloudpiroth · #90 06-11-2012, 03:02 PM

Damianos stands silently and menacingly over the cowering man, a neutral expression on Damianos face. Never had Damianos used his heritage to cow anyone into anything and now that he had, all Damianos could feel was shame. Damianos had heard many of the stories about dark elves and their wicked ways but looking down at the man, Damianos realizes that the mere words of the stories could not convey the depth of horror, fear, and hatred for dark elves. Damianos's stomach turns a little as he reflects on the stories and how he had used them to cow the man into fear, something Damianos had never wanted to do.

Damianos hears as Bart steps up beside him but cannot convey how happy he feels about Bart volunteering to watch the man. Damianos turns to Bart, giving him a slight nod, before turning towards the door. Damianos pauses as Bart hands over the wand that the man had been holding and the guilt pressed into Damianos's conscious even harder. Damianos looks away from the wand a moment later and walks past Lennart into the connecting room, gently brushing by the rogue without a word of what had happened a few minutes ago.

As Damianos enters the room, he walks over to Coenred and hands the young man the wand. "Here," Damianos says, his voice slightly strained from the guilt gnawing at him. "The man in there was holding this before he dropped it. I don't have a use for it and I have no way of finding out what it can do without putting myself and others at undue risk while testing it."