At Reya's little outburst, Archie has a lightbulb moment and digs through her pack pulling out a book that she had previously found in a dresser of an ill fated ship.
"Torm the True,
Patron of paladins and unswerving enemy of corruption and evil, serves the people of Faerûn by exemplifying the chivalric ideal. An ascended hero who lived his mortal life in service to a just sovereign, Torm eschews the pretense of his fellow deities, instead adopting a humble position that he exists to serve the common good and the rule of law as established by honorable mortal rulers. Though a true deity with awesome power at his disposal, the Loyal Fury is all too familiar with the failings of mortal men. Torm is a symbol of heroism, bravery and self-sacrifice.
Huh! If Thavius is a devout paladin then he gets his power from this Torm dude and should be pretty trustworthy by all accounts, but if he's broken oath and let corruption in we might be dealing with a problem, but like I said before there's no point in making assumptions until we find him... But you're all welcome for the lesson in divine beings" Archie snaps the book shit and looks around to see if anyone was actually paying any attention.
Reed slips through the crowd, pausing to rifle through cultist pocket before making his way to the doorway that the two special cultists came through. He takes a look on the other side to make sure there aren't more lying in wait.
The conversation between Archie and Reya catches Roo's attention, and he listens intently as Archie explains who Torm was. He starts to open his mouth and remind the young fellow, again, that heroes and priests are just as corruptible as anyone else, but decides he doesn't want to hold that conversation again. Instead, he shakes his head, his comb and wattle jiggling from side to side, before following Reed to the door to make sure he can help his friend if it comes to it.
Corlith follows Reed and Roo through the doorway to the next room.
"We have not come across any cells down here yet. Assuming Thavius is here against his will, it stands to reason he would be locked up. Let's keep moving and we will get our answers".
Virro finishes stuffing the last finger in his second pouch, cramming it in and pulling a drawstring tight. “RIght. We’ll see what he has to say. Lead on, Reed! See if those poor bastards are floating around and saying anything.” Virro makes ready to go, the spiritual sword glitters away and disappears into thin air.
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A wizard is never late, nor is he early, he arrives precisely when he means to.
Unfortunately the pockets of all these cultists are only full of cloak lint as Virro and Reed check them out.
Reya smiles at Archie, "Couldn't have said it better myself. I'm sure Thavius will settle all this once we find him." she notices Roo and his decision not to add to the conversation. She's about to ask him his opinion as she wants to continue with the group, but is afraid the Gallus will want to get rid of her no matter what they find in Elturel's High Overseer. As she hears the others start to move, she sighs and moves on.
As you walk into the corridor that the two cultists emerged from, you see two of the green lanterns hanging from the ceiling that barely lit the entire area. There is another door at the other end.
There is no noise to be heard beyond the other door in the corridor. As Reed opens it, he finds a smaller room that has four wooden wardrobes standing against the walls in this area. Nothing else is in the room, but it leads to another door along the east wall.
As Archie surveys the room and looks back to the rooms previous she has some kind of idea, "hey wouldn't these rooms make an effective choke point? Like if we made a lot of noise and drew attention we could pick off the remaining however many people are down here pretty much one at a time... I know we don't know how many there are and we're handling ourselves pretty well, but I'm getting pretty tired and it wouldn't take much more, numbers wise, than the last lot of cultist asswipes to overwhelm us entirely, especially if they had the jump on us... Just a thought."
Corlith considers Archie's strategy for a moment before giving his opinion.
"You are right it is a good choke point, and we could lead whatever cultists are left to here if we find them in large numbers. I think we carry on being stealthy for now, and keep listening at doors. If we hear a large group, let's draw them back here".
Reed swings open the wardrobe doors to show the others what they held: Four more sets of cultist robes and masks.
”Rest of the big people could disguise themselves with these and Roo and I could be the prisoners if we run into another group.”
Reed then moves over to the other door leading out of this room and peeks out into the hallway, looking up and down it for any sign of patrolling cultists.
Archie gives an appreciative nod to Corlith, her head follows him as he moves away.
Swing the robes and masks in the wardrobe Archie dins a set over her armour, it is ill fitting and her metal feet are still exposed but it should work from a distance, maybe.
Reya grabs one of the robes and mask and puts it on. She smiles as she watches Archie struggle with it and adjusts her robe to help cover as much of her armor as possible.
She then follows Corlith out the door. As they reach the intersection, there is a door in front of them and the corridor continues to the east and west of them, with the sewer running down the middle.
"There is no clucking way they don't know we're here now, right?" Roo says as he rides along. One of his hands are between Glory's ears, scritching and scratching his friend as they go. "How many featherless curs have we killed at this point? And all that noise we've made? Where the cluck are we? Does any of this look familiar? Were we here already? Buck buck buh."
At Reya's little outburst, Archie has a lightbulb moment and digs through her pack pulling out a book that she had previously found in a dresser of an ill fated ship.
"Torm the True,
Patron of paladins and unswerving enemy of corruption and evil, serves the people of Faerûn by exemplifying the chivalric ideal. An ascended hero who lived his mortal life in service to a just sovereign, Torm eschews the pretense of his fellow deities, instead adopting a humble position that he exists to serve the common good and the rule of law as established by honorable mortal rulers. Though a true deity with awesome power at his disposal, the Loyal Fury is all too familiar with the failings of mortal men. Torm is a symbol of heroism, bravery and self-sacrifice.
Huh! If Thavius is a devout paladin then he gets his power from this Torm dude and should be pretty trustworthy by all accounts, but if he's broken oath and let corruption in we might be dealing with a problem, but like I said before there's no point in making assumptions until we find him... But you're all welcome for the lesson in divine beings" Archie snaps the book shit and looks around to see if anyone was actually paying any attention.
Reed slips through the crowd, pausing to rifle through cultist pocket before making his way to the doorway that the two special cultists came through. He takes a look on the other side to make sure there aren't more lying in wait.
The conversation between Archie and Reya catches Roo's attention, and he listens intently as Archie explains who Torm was. He starts to open his mouth and remind the young fellow, again, that heroes and priests are just as corruptible as anyone else, but decides he doesn't want to hold that conversation again. Instead, he shakes his head, his comb and wattle jiggling from side to side, before following Reed to the door to make sure he can help his friend if it comes to it.
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Corlith follows Reed and Roo through the doorway to the next room.
"We have not come across any cells down here yet. Assuming Thavius is here against his will, it stands to reason he would be locked up. Let's keep moving and we will get our answers".
Virro finishes stuffing the last finger in his second pouch, cramming it in and pulling a drawstring tight. “RIght. We’ll see what he has to say. Lead on, Reed! See if those poor bastards are floating around and saying anything.” Virro makes ready to go, the spiritual sword glitters away and disappears into thin air.
A wizard is never late, nor is he early, he arrives precisely when he means to.
Unfortunately the pockets of all these cultists are only full of cloak lint as Virro and Reed check them out.
Reya smiles at Archie, "Couldn't have said it better myself. I'm sure Thavius will settle all this once we find him." she notices Roo and his decision not to add to the conversation. She's about to ask him his opinion as she wants to continue with the group, but is afraid the Gallus will want to get rid of her no matter what they find in Elturel's High Overseer. As she hears the others start to move, she sighs and moves on.
As you walk into the corridor that the two cultists emerged from, you see two of the green lanterns hanging from the ceiling that barely lit the entire area. There is another door at the other end.
Reed waves his hand at the air around his head.
"No, this lot and just going on about how it's all not fair and that they were promised great things," Reed says. "Just a whole lot of whining."
He makes his way down to the next door and gives it a listen first (Perception: 6+7=13)
If there's no noise, he'll open it and continue on.
Corlith follows Reed to the next door, waiting as he checks all is safe.
”What did you find in that other room, the one you went in before the fight?”, he whispers to the others whilst he waits.
"It was just a bedroom with some ugly tapestries," Reed says. "Did find a nice little silver pendant that should fetch a nice bit of coin."
There is no noise to be heard beyond the other door in the corridor. As Reed opens it, he finds a smaller room that has four wooden wardrobes standing against the walls in this area. Nothing else is in the room, but it leads to another door along the east wall.
As Archie surveys the room and looks back to the rooms previous she has some kind of idea, "hey wouldn't these rooms make an effective choke point? Like if we made a lot of noise and drew attention we could pick off the remaining however many people are down here pretty much one at a time... I know we don't know how many there are and we're handling ourselves pretty well, but I'm getting pretty tired and it wouldn't take much more, numbers wise, than the last lot of cultist asswipes to overwhelm us entirely, especially if they had the jump on us... Just a thought."
Reed looks around and nods as Archie speaks but then frowns.
"We might just get all the cannon fodder sent our way while Kreeg escapes," Reed says, then looks at Reya. "Or gets dragged away."
He looks through the wardrobes while they discuss what to do next.
Roo cocks his head from side to side and then bobs it like a nod.
"Escapes. That's an apt description."
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Corlith considers Archie's strategy for a moment before giving his opinion.
"You are right it is a good choke point, and we could lead whatever cultists are left to here if we find them in large numbers. I think we carry on being stealthy for now, and keep listening at doors. If we hear a large group, let's draw them back here".
Reed swings open the wardrobe doors to show the others what they held: Four more sets of cultist robes and masks.
”Rest of the big people could disguise themselves with these and Roo and I could be the prisoners if we run into another group.”
Reed then moves over to the other door leading out of this room and peeks out into the hallway, looking up and down it for any sign of patrolling cultists.
Reed pops his head back in.
”Coast is clear.”
Corlith takes Reed at his word and heads out, moving to the South to check out the intersection, hoping his disguise will once again hold up.
Archie gives an appreciative nod to Corlith, her head follows him as he moves away.
Swing the robes and masks in the wardrobe Archie dins a set over her armour, it is ill fitting and her metal feet are still exposed but it should work from a distance, maybe.
Reya grabs one of the robes and mask and puts it on. She smiles as she watches Archie struggle with it and adjusts her robe to help cover as much of her armor as possible.
She then follows Corlith out the door. As they reach the intersection, there is a door in front of them and the corridor continues to the east and west of them, with the sewer running down the middle.
"There is no clucking way they don't know we're here now, right?" Roo says as he rides along. One of his hands are between Glory's ears, scritching and scratching his friend as they go. "How many featherless curs have we killed at this point? And all that noise we've made? Where the cluck are we? Does any of this look familiar? Were we here already? Buck buck buh."
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