"There's passages across that bridge, or straight ahead. Either get my vote."
Walking to the storage crates, Yuri checks them for markings or any clues as to what they might contain. Lifting a prybar, he tests it for weight and decides it may come in handy, strapping it to his pack.
"There's passages across that bridge, or straight ahead. Either get my vote."
Walking to the storage crates, Yuri checks them for markings or any clues as to what they might contain. Lifting a prybar, he tests it for weight and decides it may come in handy, strapping it to his pack.
Nothing much of value lays in this room. Most of the provisions and goods here aren't valuable, but lying among them are thirty beaver pelts (which can be sold of later if you wish. 2gp each.)
"Let's hold to this side of the crevasse and continue through the northern exit. It appears to be the largest opening, and judging by the barrels entering through a supply room, seems as good a plan as any. I will tarry here no longer." Using the barrels as cover, with his axe at the ready, Vah'Lhorn continues northwards.
I can bear that noise and these fools' acceptance of that beast no longer... Breaking a deal with a devil is better done when the devil doesn't notice.
Looking back to the rest of the group Yuri shrugs his shoulders after looking around the room and finding nothing but crates and beaver pelts. Pointing across the bridge, he indicates that the party should head that way.
Looking back to the rest of the group Yuri shrugs his shoulders after looking around the room and finding nothing but crates and beaver pelts. Pointing across the bridge, he indicates that the party should head that way.
Throw me a perception check while you're in this store room.
Since you've seen secret doors before in this manor, you are able to locate 2 more in the store room. One is in the alcove (NE corner) and the other on the SW corner.
Walking out of the room, something catches the corner of Yuri's gaze. A fine line, similar to the one that brought them to this cavern, too straight to be natural within the stone, a secret door.
Stopping mid stride, he turns on his heel and beckons the others over, catching sight of another secret door as he does so. As the group converges, Yuri points to each of the corners of the room "More options, what do you think?"
"We have come from the east, so most likely the door in that alcove leads us back towards the rooms that we first met in. Though I like not to repeat myself or state the obvious, I shall do both as that direction most likely clears any enemies from our backs." Vah'Lhorn replies to Yuri.
I had forgotten the strain of working with others, of following a collective decision. This demon within ever drives me towards conflict, and for it to guide me here tells me that there is blood to be spilled beyond that bloody entrance-way. I had first thought it to be that creature they mentioned, but they seem all too content to abide by it's loathsome bargain. The thought of foul pacts always causes a sense of ironic humour to wash over Vah'Lhorn from deep inside him, for the pact that he once accepted is what now drives his detest for others who would offer the same.
Whilst there is a certain freedom to acting alone, I have been asked to aid these people not lead them. I shall follow their path until the time is right to part ways.
“Well, I agree with Vah’Lhorn, we should clear out anything behind us as we go. Can never be too careful, can we?” Looking at the place Yuri pointed out she asks the simple question, “Now, does anyone know how to open secret doors?”
Crossing to the door, Yuri pushes against it, hoping it will open.
"Let's just find Iarno and get out, we don't need to kill every Redbrand we meet down here."
Which door are you trying to get into to? The NE corner door facing east or SW corner door facing west? Pushing on either door does nothing. You assume the open in towards the room you are in.
"That is exactly what we need to do, Yuri!" A sudden ferocity sweeps through Vah'Lhorn, he turns to face the half-elf, his eyes afire from deep within, "Each of this red group, who would abuse their power, prey on the people who sought their protection, bring hurt those who needed aid, should be slain nine times over. They... do.. not... deserve... life!" His tone of voice changes to an icy calm, like steel tempered in fire, cooled to the hardest edge as the image of the red sea washes back through his mind, "Their souls shall drown in the sea of blood I leave in my wake!" The words are spoken with a conviction that leaves no doubt as to Vah'Lhorn's earnest feelings on the matter.
((OOC - @MoistBooks - This isn't an attempt to cause friction, just some genuine RP to see where it goes :-) ))
Yuri's eyes narrow as Vah'Lhorn speaks and his sword hand falls towards the hilt of his longsword. Clearly taken aback, Yuri is not sure whether he is more shocked by the fiery passion or the ice cold demeanor that followed.
"You are talking about killing for its own sake. The Redbrands are no better than thugs, but that does not entitle you to judge them and deliver the execution."
Yuri furrows his brow and continues.
"If attacked, I will defend myself, but I refuse to believe these people are not without some redemption. The town has been kept safe from goblins by their actions."
OOC - Yes, I meant to say the NE door as that was the way the party indicated. It's time for a prybar to make itself valuable.
"There's passages across that bridge, or straight ahead. Either get my vote."
Walking to the storage crates, Yuri checks them for markings or any clues as to what they might contain. Lifting a prybar, he tests it for weight and decides it may come in handy, strapping it to his pack.
All the exits are open. There are no doors you can see.
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OOC Fixed my previous post
Nothing much of value lays in this room. Most of the provisions and goods here aren't valuable, but lying among them are thirty beaver pelts (which can be sold of later if you wish. 2gp each.)
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"Let's hold to this side of the crevasse and continue through the northern exit. It appears to be the largest opening, and judging by the barrels entering through a supply room, seems as good a plan as any. I will tarry here no longer." Using the barrels as cover, with his axe at the ready, Vah'Lhorn continues northwards.
I can bear that noise and these fools' acceptance of that beast no longer... Breaking a deal with a devil is better done when the devil doesn't notice.
Bring out your inner chatacter class...
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((OOC - Ah, ok, so we were already in that room? Is that a door in the top right?))
Bring out your inner chatacter class...
Sounded like Yuri entered the room.
Its a small alcove in the room.
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Looking back to the rest of the group Yuri shrugs his shoulders after looking around the room and finding nothing but crates and beaver pelts. Pointing across the bridge, he indicates that the party should head that way.
Throw me a perception check while you're in this store room.
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Perception: 11
To Yuri, Vah'Lhorn shrugs.
Bring out your inner chatacter class...
Store room perception 22
Since you've seen secret doors before in this manor, you are able to locate 2 more in the store room. One is in the alcove (NE corner) and the other on the SW corner.
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Walking out of the room, something catches the corner of Yuri's gaze. A fine line, similar to the one that brought them to this cavern, too straight to be natural within the stone, a secret door.
Stopping mid stride, he turns on his heel and beckons the others over, catching sight of another secret door as he does so. As the group converges, Yuri points to each of the corners of the room "More options, what do you think?"
"We have come from the east, so most likely the door in that alcove leads us back towards the rooms that we first met in. Though I like not to repeat myself or state the obvious, I shall do both as that direction most likely clears any enemies from our backs." Vah'Lhorn replies to Yuri.
I had forgotten the strain of working with others, of following a collective decision. This demon within ever drives me towards conflict, and for it to guide me here tells me that there is blood to be spilled beyond that bloody entrance-way. I had first thought it to be that creature they mentioned, but they seem all too content to abide by it's loathsome bargain. The thought of foul pacts always causes a sense of ironic humour to wash over Vah'Lhorn from deep inside him, for the pact that he once accepted is what now drives his detest for others who would offer the same.
Whilst there is a certain freedom to acting alone, I have been asked to aid these people not lead them. I shall follow their path until the time is right to part ways.
Bring out your inner chatacter class...
Gramgran
“Well, I agree with Vah’Lhorn, we should clear out anything behind us as we go. Can never be too careful, can we?” Looking at the place Yuri pointed out she asks the simple question, “Now, does anyone know how to open secret doors?”
Crossing to the door, Yuri pushes against it, hoping it will open.
"Let's just find Iarno and get out, we don't need to kill every Redbrand we meet down here."
Which door are you trying to get into to? The NE corner door facing east or SW corner door facing west? Pushing on either door does nothing. You assume the open in towards the room you are in.
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"That is exactly what we need to do, Yuri!" A sudden ferocity sweeps through Vah'Lhorn, he turns to face the half-elf, his eyes afire from deep within, "Each of this red group, who would abuse their power, prey on the people who sought their protection, bring hurt those who needed aid, should be slain nine times over. They... do.. not... deserve... life!" His tone of voice changes to an icy calm, like steel tempered in fire, cooled to the hardest edge as the image of the red sea washes back through his mind, "Their souls shall drown in the sea of blood I leave in my wake!" The words are spoken with a conviction that leaves no doubt as to Vah'Lhorn's earnest feelings on the matter.
((OOC - @MoistBooks - This isn't an attempt to cause friction, just some genuine RP to see where it goes :-) ))
Bring out your inner chatacter class...
Yuri's eyes narrow as Vah'Lhorn speaks and his sword hand falls towards the hilt of his longsword. Clearly taken aback, Yuri is not sure whether he is more shocked by the fiery passion or the ice cold demeanor that followed.
"You are talking about killing for its own sake. The Redbrands are no better than thugs, but that does not entitle you to judge them and deliver the execution."
Yuri furrows his brow and continues.
"If attacked, I will defend myself, but I refuse to believe these people are not without some redemption. The town has been kept safe from goblins by their actions."
OOC - Yes, I meant to say the NE door as that was the way the party indicated. It's time for a prybar to make itself valuable.