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Friday, June 26, 2020

PBEM, Episode 66 - Mosaic Spa, Rod, Collapse

SIXTY SIX

(I/C)
Lyra went to help Brendon to his feet, but Abraxas got there first, wiping the dust off of him. “Not bad enough you get hurt and your pride gets hurt. They take your money too? Not cool,” she said. Looking at the rod that Lannis was taking off the pedestal, the object growing heavy in his hands, she added, “They had that thing on lock down pretty tight... wonder if it’ll be needed to get the crown? We shouldn’t use up the entire thing.”

"I knew being in there would be a bad idea,” Lannis said, eyes shining. “Lady Lyra, please leave the rod to the professionals, hmm? Plus, I’d like to find a target to see what my new Rod of Thundercock can do?”

“What?!”

“What?”

“What did you say?!”

The Magic User frowned. “You are acting strange Lyra. Must be the time of the month for your hysteria. Try not to bleed all your Aine issues all over the place, ok?”

“You little,” Lyra stepped towards Lannis, hand on her club, but Kovid stepped in front of her and shook his head.

“He’s not worth it, lass.” He chuckled. “Part of his enjoyment is getting a rise out of you. Just ignore him and he’ll grow bored quickly.”

“Ugh.”

Meanwhile after getting situated by Abraxas, Brendon and the Fighter went off to the pool room to wash their hands, the scout getting a stout clap on the back.  "Maybe you could use glasses for those traps you're not finding Señor. Now we're equals in the trap game."

Brendon shrugged good naturedly. “Thank you Doc for the lift up. By Thor’s Ejaculating Shaft that fucking hurt. Wasn’t enough to shove electricity thru me but my coins? Why take my coins?”

Eyebrows raised in appreciation, the dwarf reholstered his hammer and gave Brendon a nod. “Thor’s shocking shaft... literally! You alright? Looks like you have a large hole in your pocket. Haw Haw Haw! Let’s see if we can’t find ourselves some treasure to make up for it. After all you owe me and Wyn an ale.”

“Gods be fickle and mysterious, Monsieur du Lac. I am sorry dis happened to you,” Wyn also clapped the Scout on the shoulder. “I would give you 'alf if my coin now, but dis may not be de only time dis 'appen to non-elves. If you are up for scouting, let us continue on. I be dere wit you.”

The group, as ready as they were going to be, made their way out of the Pool room, through the cabinet room, and out the door back into the cavern itself, stepping around the now dead Albino Ape. Getting a tap from Lyra and pointing to the hall the primate was guarding, Brendon led the way, Wyn and Kovid right behind, then the Cleric with her sling, and Lannis and Abraxas sword out bringing up the rear. Kovid shook the lantern and whispered, “Less than an hour of light left – then I gotta fill it with another flask. I have 2 left.”

The group took the dwarf’s warning to heart and pressed on. The passage led back to where the Ape had been chained up, the 25’ length of chain had been snapped at the weak link. Old hay and assorted bones and smears of blood and meat littered the floor. They proceeded past and followed the cave as it went south, a faint breeze blowing towards them as they walked. “Fresh breeze,” Kovid noted, Wyn nodded in agreement.

Walking slowly and with care, the scout was walking gingerly, his many wounds were obviously still aching, Brendon searched the area (=Find, Red 25) as he walked along. “Loose stones, mixed with wet dirt,” he noted. “Some scrapes, like someone walked in here and back a forth a bunch.”

“Someone who?” Abraxas asked from the rear.

“Booted. Hobgoblin would be my guess.”

“Robert. Si!”

The passage continued south and then slowly turned to the west, the walls of the cave getting progressively narrower, the lower walls and floor had more wet dirt on it. After some 25 paces the passage was narrower still and turned to the north for another 20 slow paces and then…ended.

“Huh?” Brendon looked around. The walls and ceiling had been caved in here, tons of broken rocks and soil had rained down and blocked the hall from this point on. “I don’t get it?”

Kovid (<Detect Secret Doors +1 bonus, Yellow 2) and Wyn (<Detect Secret Doors +1 bonus, Orange 2) both looked the area over. Through the broken rocks and mounded earth, through the small cracks and spaces, they could feel the breeze coming through here. “Cave in,” the dwarf said.

“Oui,” Wyn bent down and picked up the bent and broken remains of a pick. “And done dee-lib-bur-ate-lee, no?”

Sniffing, Kovid growled, shining the lantern at a spot on the wall. “True. And done by greenskins,” he touched the flaky red stain on the wall. “At least one of them was caught in the cave in.”

“So, no getting out this way?”

Kovid shook his head. “No. Not unless you have a way of removing a metric shit ton of wet earth and soil from this area.”

“And do it wizzout burying us again.”

“Hmm,” Brendon scratched his chin and turned back to the group. “Ok then, where to?”

Time now is 10:36

(OOC)
Xp: Explore 3 area (mosaic, steam, pedestal): 15 per.
Wyn and Brendon: Add 50 xp
Everyone else: Add 45.

Cave meanders, narrows, and ends. No way through. Where to now?

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