ONE HUNDRED THIRTY SEVEN
(I/C)
Watching the portcullis for a bit longer, Brendon sighed, repressed a shiver, and whispered, “L-L-Let’s go back to the barracks, rest, regroup and discuss our next plan of action-n-n. I’ll t-t-take a double watch, unless anyone has an ob-b-b-jection, you guys need the rest more than m-m-me.”
Abraxas looked at Brendon sideways, shaking his head no. "Rest? We've only been exploring for Tres y media horas. The day is barely begun. We have new orcasas to worry about, slime, k800s, Guardians, Beekeeper, Butcher, a sorceress and who knows what else in there waiting for us? Resting now when we lose track of all of that is a bad idea. We need to at least tie up some loose ends before we rest up. That's my thoughts. We at least finish clearing out the southern part of the floor,” he snapped his fingers, “THEN we talk about rest, or meet up with the Bees, Meats, and Guardians."
"Good points have been made,” Lannis agreed, “I move that we nip this k800 and slime problem in the bud before we lose our chance. After that I would like to figure out where the hell that front door is, but I would be okay with dealing with the Bad Zombies."
Kovid tapped his forehead, giving Lannis a thumbs up and nodding.
Wyn took out his new sling and gave it a quick stretch. "We need to take out the known threats before de murderous shit-heel orcs come. Kob Zobs first.”
Sneaking a pair of fingers into her side pouch, Lyra popped a piece of hard tack into her mouth and chewed slowly and with Satisfaction. “I would also sleep better knowing those zombies are out of the way,” she said, swallowing her snack. “Oh! We still have the control undead potion - maybe we can get one Guardian zombie to turn against the others and do our dirty work? If you guys want to try to take them on physically ourselves first though we can do that.”
Brendon nodded, eyes lowered. “Sorry, s-s-seems the cold water has affected me more then I t-t-thought.”
Wyn smiled, clapping Brendon on the shoulder. “Ees alright, Monsieur Du Lac. We all together. Eef we're going to kill zee zombi k800s zhen we should go to zee door wit’ the Ball-Lihs-Da pointing down ze hall. Go in, close ze door, then go to the Warren wit’ Monsieur Dwarf and Monsieur Salazar leading the way.”
The party, aligned together on the plan, left their hiding area with slow care and made their way back east and south, following the walls of the Ispan’s Castle with care until they arrived back near the gazebo and then around to the secret entrance. After listening to make sure all was good, Brendon gave the door a quick opening and the party filed in, Kovid once again relighting his lantern (4 hours, 25 minutes of oil left at this moment).
“Hokay,” Wyn whispered. “First things first, we take zee long way ‘round and go take care of the zee zombis.”
(WMC: Red/Black 1, White/Blue 6 – Undead. HAHAHAHA – ok then!)
Brendon cocked his head to the side (<Hear Noise +20 bonus, Red 25) and looked down the long hall running north on the west side of the Sitting Room and then started chuckling.
“What’s so funny?” Lannis asked.
Brendon took out his bow and his sling, looking between the two of them. “Ask-k-k, and you shall receive.” And coming down the hall, shuffling towards the group, were the last two of Grilljax’ kobold zombie K800’s. “Let’s go people. Bring the noise.”
(Initiative: Party Steel 6, K800 Red/Black 5)
Time now is: Day 4, 11:19 AM
(OOC)
Dice did not want to wait. Ok! 2 zombies coming – tell me who is where and what the plan is.
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