The Silent Tide - Continuation

[Totentanzen]

Molrim follows in suit with Skurvin "Probably best not to offend him." he mumbled. He took a drink and some food back to the railing. He continued to keep an eye out on the party and to also keep a grin on his face for the captain to see. Molrim began to eat the food for he was a bit hungry at this point, but he made a point to not actually drink the ale. Instead each time he did he would carefully put it back in the cup before bringing his mug down. He never trusted a drink on the house and he wasn't about to now.

 

Ooc Perception on the party/the captain: Dice Roll: 1d20+8 (18)+8 Total = 26 (26) Sense motive on the captain: Dice Roll: 1d20+6 (15)+6 Total = 21 (21) Spellcraft on the food and drink: Dice Roll: 1d20+8 (8)+8 Total = 16 (16)

[Geldar]

Under the Old Library Basement Purr... They say cats "purr" in many circumstances, not just exclusively when they're happy. It was perhaps with some concern, maybe as a way of calming himself, that our heroic feline makes such a sound presently. Looking down on the melee from the top of the stairs, Amolas is truly master of all he surveys. Not but a moment ago, Faunra had proposed moving back upstairs to evade the nasty ghouls. But now, it seems her companions had the proverbial jump on the competition. Why, even the half-elven chaperone whom Hestrem had dispatched with them was now coming downstairs to admire their progress. Even half-elves can be overcome by curiosity sometimes. Thus, Faunra once more goes on the offensive; partly out of excitement from being caught-up in the moment, and partly because...well...those are some really nice books they're fighting to keep. Our elven mage anxiously anticipates more mighty swings from Pogar's axe and Belros' hammer. Having not much to add offensively outside of hitting a ghoul with an airborne quarterstaff, she decides to go ahead and send her melee weapon forth upside the undead-head of the closest foe. Faunra takes a step back and sends her handy quarterstaff a'flying. Immediately thereafter, the weapon magically returns to her hand once again.   5' step, then Hands of the Apprentice at the closest ghoul still standing. 30' range. Dice Look out, incoming!: 1d20+6 (8)+6 Total = 14 Dice Damage if applicable: 1d4 3   AC 17. Touch 14, Flat-footed 13. HP 29.

[Belros]

Belros is once more impressed by the quick work of his dwarven companion. "Nicely done, Pogar!" he says through rapid breaths as he fights the ghoul before him. "Would I you be best served if I just got out of the way and let you have them all?"

Despite his words of jest the warrior-priest, more priest than warrior lately, turns his attention back to the gruesome threat before him. Praying that his hammer strikes true this time he renews his attack. "Where's that bard and his inspirational songs when he need him? Or to compose wonderful lyrics of our bravery and prowess!"

"Now that's more like it?!" Belros shouts as his hammer strikes hard into the body of the ghoul. Though not as final or bloody as the massive strikes of his dwarven friend, he is still happy to have finally struck one of the creatures. "Be sure that bard writes of that!" he says with a nod and grin toward Pogar.

Actions Dice Attack on Ghoul: 1d20+5 (16)+5 Total = 21 Dice Dmg if needed: 1d8+3 (2)+3 Total = 5

[doggius]

Pogar almost barks out in surprise as he see's the quarterstaff fly across his vision. The heavy thud of the warhammer crunching into the skull of the ghoul causes Pogar to flinch, internally at the gruesomeness of it all. Belros' excitement is somewhat infectious and Pogar smiles back at the priest. "Well done lad." he smiles, then turns his attention back to the dwindling mob in front of them.

Finding another enemy, Pogar

Dice attack:

1d20+7

(9)+7

Total = 16

continues his attack with a

Dice damage:

1d12+6

(2)+6

Total = 8

heafty swing at the closest ghoul.

[Totentanzen]

Inside the crimson coin Molrim notices Du'Moire's eagerness to have an audience and turns back to the group. Something itched at the back of his mind that the man could have some very valuable information."I feel like it might be a good idea to talk to the captain as well, if you do not mind maybe I will slip away and go talk to Du'Moire while we wait for Nessian.?" Trying to gauge the opinions of the party "Of course anyone is willing to come, I just don't want Nessian to think anythings up and if there is only two of us waiting here trouble could arise, but this may be our only chance to talk with the captain."

[Captain K]

Morton receives his gift of ale and boar with delight. He stands on his chair and shouts, "Where's our fine Captain Du'Moire? Cheers! I must speak to this gentleman!"

As he stands he toasts the naval officer, then hops off and dashes downstairs to meet the man. He stops halfway down the stairs, visible to all below, and spins his sword in a salute.

"Du'Moire!" he hollers, "Bloody generous of you, sir! If you are in the mood to give away bounty, I'll take one of those lasses off your hands!"

He grins, then trots downstairs.

OOC Cheerful buccaneer's greeting Dice Diplomacy: 1d20+10 (20)+10 Total = 30 BOOM.

[Totentanzen]

Molrim follows behind morton to go greet the captain.

[Geldar]

Under the Old Library Basement Come, Amolas. Now that the coast is clear and our heroes have once again taken care of business, the intrepid feline makes his way downstairs. Having dispatched of the nasty ghouls, Amolas’ elf waits for Amolas to come within arm's length of her and then searches the area for anything useful and meaningful. Dice Perception: 1d20+7 (7)+7 Total = 14 Dice Knowledge, Dungeoneering: 1d20+10 (8)+10 Total = 18

 

Searches the area.

[Belros]

Under the Old Libary Basement "Well done Pogar and Faunra," Belros says with a hearty grin and clap to the back of his dwarven companion. "And you as well, Amolas," he offers as the cat comes scampering about. "I wnat to be sure and check this place out before we head back upstairs to collect the books. I have no desire for more surprises this day. Can't stand these ghouls..." he says with a shiver. Wiping some of the rotting flesh of the creature from the head of his warhammer he turns his attention to the room. Seeing Faunra already looking at one section he moves to an opposite area of the room, careful to avoid the grease stain, and he searches himself. The priest keeps hammer and shield at the ready in case other trouble arises.   Dice Perception Check: 1d20+6 (12)+6 Total = 18 Belros will walk about the room to get a look at it. He'll first make sure there are no other threats before searching for anything else of interest. He also wants to try and find any other exits from the room.

[doggius]

Under the Old Library Basement After taking a mighty swing at a shadowed figure he thought was another ghoul, he grunts with mild surprise at how easily his axe had swung through the enemy, until he realized that none was there. He smiles and nods. "Bah, them beasties were a bit 'o fun, lad." Pogar says enthusiastically. "Is a great way ta be wak'n in tha morn, eh?" he continues before moving off to another section of the basement, Dice perception: 1d20+2 (19)+2 Total = 21 searching for any clues and or hidden doors.

 

Pogar will go around the room, as well, searching for anything out of the ordinary. Stonecunning +2 to perception for stone anomalies. Not sure if there is any stone around them or not, but figured I'd throw that out there as well.

[Totentanzen]

Molgrim whispers to morton "What a great show you put on! We are sure to get something off of him! Keep it up. I will be behind you to cover your back. Even the best of conversations can go sour in a second." As they walk down Molgrim double checks his equipment to make sure it is all in the proper spaces. Along with this he continue to scour the area to watch for trouble. After the short time of being with him Molgrim knew that Morton has a very loud mouth, while it was fantastic, it was also grandeous and was bound to tick somebody off in the future. Molgrim looked to go hide amongst the crowd while keeping an eye on his friend. Being unseen is just as good if not better as being right in the action. While he is amply hidden he looks towards Du'moire to make sure his intention is still that of a friend.

Ooc Perception: Dice Roll: 1d20+8 (18)+8 Total = 26 (26) Stealth: Dice Roll: 1d20+11 (4)+11 Total = 15 (15) Sense Motive: Dice Roll: 1d20+6 (15)+6 Total = 21 (21) Sorry forgot my favored enemy bonus so I get +2 to perception and sense motive

[Geldar]

Under the Old Library Basement The power trio of Pogar, Belros and Faunra complete their search of the dreaded subterranean area. And, they notice what appears to be a secret lever of some sort! But alas, those perhaps more-qualified to throw the switch without fear of setting-off a trap were off galavanting and partying at the Crimson Coin. It figures. So, our elven wizard thinks for a moment. Eventually, she addresses her companions with a potential way past their current problem. Do either of you have rope? Perhaps we can tie rope to the lever, leave the immediate area and pull the switch from reasonably-afar. I could use my ball of string pulls a 50' ball of string out and holds it up - perhaps like she has to prove she has it, in case no one believes someone actually packs-around such an itemhere, but I just don't think that it'd work as well. So we can try that. That is, unless either if you want to be more ambitious... Her words trail off, implying that she really didn't want to be the one possibly springing a trap.

 

Proposes some half-baked idea of tying rope to the secret lever in order to throw the switch from a distance.

[Belros]

Under the Old Library Basement "Wait," says Belros as Faunra mentions her plan and then produces the string. "I've got a proper rope here somewhere that should do the trick. Fifty feet as well. We can tie to the lever and see what happens." The priest unslings his backpack and sets it on the ground before rummaging around and producing the thin but durable rope. "I'm not that great with knots, however, never really got the hang of it," he says with a look to Pogar and Faunra. The priest holds out the rope for whichever of them feels more comfortable tying a good knot. Once the rope is handed off, Belros will make his way out of the immediate area and will take a position up where he can help protect whoever pulls the rope/lever.

[Togot]

Inside the crimson coin Skurvin remains seated where he is while allowing his companions to play their hand with the captain. He would have preferred having the extra muscle for when Nessian showed up, but then Kria had always bee more than enough for him.

[Geldar]

Under the Old Library Basement Faunra takes the rope from her clerical companion. She reached her DEX 16 fwiwnimble hand into the onyx outcropping. Okay. Let's see...if I can get this tied off... She then steps back. Those who hadn't seen closely would think she'd already tied-off the rope to the lever; but such wasn't yet the case. She looks at Pogar and Belros. Um, maybe you two should go ahead and stand-back, way back. You know...in case I slip. I'll tie it off, hopefully, and join you back at the head of the stairs shortly. It's at that particular moment that a realization hits her. Well you stupid elf, if you slip up and this thing blows up, it'll be the last slip-up you ever do! Here, Belros. Rrray-r. She hands the cleric her beloved cat for safe-keeping. Amolas lets out a meow and then silently acquiesces himself for Belros to carry him back to the stairway. When all is clear, our wizardly elf prepares the knot and proceeds with her plan.

 

Hands over his cat to Belros and waits for his party to move back before tying-off a length of rope to the lever, moving back into position and performing the strength check.