D&D Act One Scene IV - In the shadow of Sanderjarn

Fourier

OOC: Mechanically two points, from attribute to attribute.

Fourier

BandyLegs, Xanthea and Saeros become solid again.

OldGoat

EDIT: I type too slow.
Another plane...again. I might have to start mapping these.

Necro

Bandylegs looks around frantically for anyone who is still moving.

'Saeros! Moy! Xanthea! Ekbard! O....Othegre even?'

robyntmorton

Xanthea replies “I’m here Bandy, or at least I think I am”

Tigger

Fourier wrote: »

OOC: Mechanically two points, from attribute to attribute.

ook just once
?

Necro

robyntmorton wrote: »

Xanthea replies “I’m here Bandy, or at least I think I am”

'What happened? Where are the others?'

sKeith

ooc: can i see, hear, feel, smell, taste anything in my new dust form?

OldGoat

We have been teleported elsewhere. The portal atop the mountain seems to have a long reach. It was selective though, why us 3 and not the others?

Fourier

Tigger wrote: »

ook just once
?

OOC: The scroll would indicate just once for a human being. No info on a halfling.

Fourier

Looking around Saeros, Xanthea and BandyLegs can see a cabin in the distance, all else is pure snow.

Banjo

Ooc. It's sweet how you think we're still alive. Dust in the wind, dude!

Necro

Fourier wrote: »

Looking around Saeros, Xanthea and BandyLegs can see a cabin in the distance, all else is pure snow.

Bandylegs looks to the others.

'We must head for the cabin or freeze to death out here.'

Bandylegs heads towards the cabin, checking the area in front of him for any peril.

OldGoat

I look at the other two, shrug and start walking towards the cabin, drawing my sword as I go.

Fourier

Othegre and Moy reintegrate in a plain of snow. Next to them is a vent emitting a low humming sound. In front of the vent is a large set of wooden statues of old men. Hundreds.

Ekbard reintegrates in a coffin next to a dead woman.

Banjo

Othegre shakes her fist at the sky and screams "TEASE!"

Fourier

The Cabin:
The cabin is quite large. Upon approach it is in fact a lodge. The front door is almost completely frozen solid and the roof is bent under the weight of the snow.

Two short pieces flag each side of the door in an ancient elven script. There are also windows and a back door.

Banjo

Othegre looks around.
"Well well well. Alone at last....."

Necro

OOC: Have I loaded my spells yet :P

Bandylegs checks the area for traps.

Fourier

Necrominus wrote: »

OOC: Have I loaded my spells yet :P

Bandylegs checks the area for traps.

OOC: No, you would need to sleep.

robyntmorton

Saeros, can ye read the script, or do we need to put the door in?

OldGoat

I read and translate the elvish signs for the others.

Tigger

ook this is much better than ww

sKeith

Fourier wrote: »

Othegre and Moy reintegrate in a plain of snow. Next to them is a vent emitting a low humming sound. In front of the vent is a large set of wooden statues of old men. Hundreds.

Ekbard reintegrates in a coffin next to a dead woman.

Ekbard checks the woman for items.

Fourier

Cabin Door:

The scripts are disturbing. One references powerful lords with bombastic names, "the Splitter, the Twins, the Judge" and how they are laid to rest in this area.

The other the souls of the dead used in the service of the cult in some way, to make a potion of some kind. Further along there are references to a bound god.

Overall the language is too poetic to be easily understood. However it is very rare for a human to have elvish this good.

Tigger

Fourier wrote: »

Cabin Door:

The scripts are disturbing. One references powerful lords with bombastic names, "the Splitter, the Twins, the Judge" and how they are laid to rest in this area.

The other the souls of the dead used in the service of the cult in some way, to make a potion of some kind. Further along there are references to a bound god.

Overall the language is too poetic to be easily understood. However it is very rare for a human to have elvish this good.

Ook I found one of them

Tigger

I get the dead people to keep the fire toasty
I’m half sleeping with my ssword in one hand and an unlit torch in the other ready to light it from the fire and killnstuff

Necro

Bandylegs looks at Xanthea.

'Shall we attempt to force the door or check around the back. Yer choice, lassie.'

Fourier

sKeith wrote: »

Ekbard checks the woman for items.

Just a small prayer sheet and a picture of her husband.

Sewn into her shirt is "#4567 Eba Ekkan"

Tigger

Necrominus wrote: »

Bandylegs looks at Xanthea.

'Shall we attempt to force the door or check around the back. Yer choice, lassie.'

Ook knock the snow off the roof