Cloud City [IC]

[BelGareth]

Chapter one: Stranger Things

The sunlight pushed its way slowly into your room, pushing aside the cold air that grew lazy from the nights darkness. It was a warm blanket, that threatened to heat up anything it touched, and it failed to stop, even when the curtains attempted to block its life giving light.

It eventually touched your face, waking you to the day in Cloud City. Either you were born here, lived here most of your life, or just arrived, it was another beautiful day in Cloud City, the jewel of the empire.

It felt good, and you let it linger on your face as you woke up, there was nothing of importance to be done, and a few minutes enjoying the warmth upon your skin was a good start.

But, as all things it had an ending. This one was a sound.

A large crash sounded outside your window, as if a thousand horses had suddenly stampeded through the cobble stone streets, you heard carts and wood break, snapping, and twisting, and then, an eery silence that was almost deafening, which was broken a heartbeat later by the most intense, loud explosion you have ever felt in your life. You felt it through the building, through the sheets, and into your bones. A layer of dust jumped up, everywhere you looked, as if the cities soul had been jerked out of its body.

Your ears are ringing, and you realize you cannot hear anything except a loud obnoxious ringing...that doesn't stop.

[Archemist]

Sarah had been sleeping in, of course. With the dwarven dignitaries arriving later in the day, her mother Meridda knew it'd be a late night for the kids. And even at nineteen, Sarah knew she was still a "kid" to her parents, though they'd put it down to the longevity of dwarves.

The crash, though, woke her right up. She jumped out of bed, and ran to the window. Perhaps not the smartest of ideas, but she figured that whatever just happened, it must be pretty impressive! Besides, if a building had collapsed or something, maybe she could go help anyone who was hurt.

If her parents would let her. Sigh.

[BelGareth]

You see a billowing column of smoke coming from what used to be the Tower of the Archmage. A betting man would place money on that being the source of the explosion. Looking out, you see the street is littered with bodies. But you don't see any wounds, no one is moving....


I'm going to place you on the outskirts of town, right next to the Dwarven embassy...which is going to be fun.

Also, when you inevitably run downstairs, don't assume anyone is where they should be. :P

[ScarletThief]

Rose would be finishing her morning meditations when the great sound would have roused her from it "Is there some battle starting up" she thought as she grabbed her healing belt and some potions into her bag before heading out to survay the situation

[BelGareth]

Rose rushes out of her room, almost leaving the door open, moving back to close it, she heads down the stairs to the common room.

No one was there.

Ignoring the strange sight, she heads out the front door into the sunlight of the morning.

The street is eerily quiet, people are lying on the street as far as you can see, no one is moving...

[ScarletThief]

Rose rushes over to the bodies looking them over "What caused this spell or beast she says quizzically as she begins to inspect for wounds
attempts heal check [roll0]

[drafterman]

Garreth almost instantly regretted entering the city. He wasn't fond of anything civilized beyond a small village and the sound of an explosion echoing through the streets gave him pause.

He was certain he was here for a reason (whether this incident was a part of it or not) and he bEgan to walk quickly toward the plume of smoke in the distance, occasionally looking down a side street or alley, keeping wary of any other surprises that might occur.

[drafterman]

As he approaches the site of the explosion the smell of smoke thickens and he frowns in disgust. He pauses when he reaches the first body, kneeling down to inspect it.

No wounds. Odd.

He didn't like the look, sound, or smell of this at all. Normally he'd find a spot to hide, his favored bow knocked. That didn't seem to be appropriate in these narrow, windy streets. He gripped his staff anxiously, using it to pull him back to his feet and readying it as a weapon, rather than walking stick.

He looks down the street littered with bodies, unable to see very far without the view being obscured by smoke. He hesitates for a second, considering leaving the city and its troubles behind, then trudges forward to the ruined tower.

[Archemist]

Disturbed by the lack of motion in the street, Sarah calls downstairs, "Mom? Dad?!?" She hurries down to check on her family, fearing the worst.

[Novabomb]

Saba was up early today. He had enacted most of the repairs to the tables, but than a few chairs needed fixing. It was a small price to pay for the fun of last night however. Sporting a small shiner on the edge of his right eye, he initially reacts with annoyance as the chair he was repairing breaks apart in his hands. After a moment, that shifts to curiosity, and a bit of excitement when he comes out of the builder's zone (State of Mind). He shout to the barkeep

I am go-ing to check dat (that) out. I'll be bahk (back).

and with that he exits through the front door and looks around.

[ScarletThief]

Noting what she found Rose then begins heading down the street in the direction of the sound looking across the skyline for clues.
I need to find someone to help figure this out she says to herself as she walks

[BelGareth]

~ Rose ~
You quickly realize that the person you inspect is sleeping. You can surmise that everyone else is as well, but you would need to inspect them. You think you can hear movement down the street.


You are hearing Garreth


~ Garreth ~
The tower is far off, residing in the center of the city, only those of power were able to live close to it. You pass down a street and see a sea of moveless people, as if the whole city had stopped at once.

~ Sarah ~
You call out to your parents, but hear nothing back. Hurriedly, you run downstairs and find it empty. Moving out into the street, you see a mass of people on cobblestones, further down the street, you see a petite brunette inspecting someone, she looks up and looks further down the street.


You are seeing Rose


~ Saba~
Yelling to anyone who will hear you, awake, dead, or alive, you leave the tavern in the dwarven district heading to the street. Row upon row of people are lying on the floor. You can't tell if they are asleep or dead, but you see no signs of struggle, or wounds.

[Archemist]

~ Sarah ~
You call out to your parents, but hear nothing back. Hurriedly, you run downstairs and find it empty. Moving out into the street, you see a mass of people on cobblestones, further down the street, you see a petite brunette inspecting someone, she looks up and looks further down the street.


You are seeing Rose


Sarah calls to the woman, distraught: "You there, human! What is going on? Are they all... dead?" She hesitates, not wanting to say that last word out loud, for fear it is true.

She goes over to the woman and continues, "Is someone bad attacking us? Should I get my armor?"

I'm not sure she'd recognize Rose as a Shifter and not just a plain-old Human. So, no offense meant. :smallwink:

Also, Sarah may not be exactly the person you were hoping to have help you figure this out.

[ScarletThief]

Rose looks at the woman who approached her unnerved abit by her sudden appearance "T-they seem to sleeping. Are you a specialist of some kind this tickles my intuition as magick I would appreciate the help. Armor might be a good idea no knowing if this is the work of some devil or warlock.
​. Gives a attempt at a friendly expression

[drafterman]

Garreth sorts out his mixed emotions. He feels at home in the sea of silence that he is used to, but can't help but feel that it is out of place in a city such as this. He is almost startled as he hears voices. Speeding his pace to a swift trot he stops as he sees the two women huddled over one of the bodies. He pauses and ducks to the wall of the nearest building.

He slings his quarterstaff along his back and pulls out his longbow, readying an arrow. He watches the two cautiously, almost suspiciously.

Everyone in the city is asleep or dead, yet these two are unaffected?

[Breitheamh]

Saul had been waiting in the pre-dawn hours for his client to return with payment. He wipes his sleep-deprived eyes and begins looking over the ledger he had recovered once more, squinting while his eyes adjust to the sunlight. He couldn't make any sense of it, but it was valuable to someone.

He should have been here by now, he thinks as the light stretches itself out across the floor of his apartment just north of the Market District. Just as he reaches the window to check outside, he hears the noise.

His reflexes, honed sharp by years in the slums, instinctually drop him to a crouch beneath his window. His heart races as he waits for the noise to subside. Once it dies down, he takes a deep, settling breath and peeks his head over the windowsill.

He raises an eyebrow at the strange sight of absolute stillness in a city usually teeming with life. The eerie quiet sets him on edge, and he opens his door quickly and loudly, hoping just to hear something.

Collapsed just outside his door he finds the pudgy merchant who was paying him to recover the ledger. He looks around at all the other bodies littering the ground, his heart beating a little quicker, but his mind reminding him that he cannot smell the stench of death, and he frowns at the oddity.

He notices on either side of his door, collapsed against the wall, two rather burly men with swords drawn. He frowns, confused, looking around at the situation, and then rolls his eyes and drops his head as he puts it all together.

I guess the ledger was even more important than I realized, he thinks as he checks them for pulse, finds them alive, then checks them for money, and finds nothing. He purses his lips and goes back inside, grabs the ledger, tucks it into the merchant's jacket, and draws a dagger.

He holds his dagger at the man's throat, debating for a moment whether or not to kill him. Finally he decides against it and slits all three of the men's hamstrings, then heads out into the city, keeping to the shadows, looking for any sign of life.

Hide checks [roll0]
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[Blinkbear]

Kara opens her eyes, awakened by the sound, emitting a shriek. Wha-? She presses her hands on her ringing ears, not able to really proceed what was happening, and stumbles out of her bedroom, into the living room towards the window that goes down to the main street. Wincing, she opens the curtains to get a glimpse at whatever had caused this sound. Her body hurts from last nights work - first performing with the acrobats, and then a few hours of waitressing - but right now, her ears hurt more.

She had lived in her apartment in the Art District for around a year now, her second apartment after moving out of her parents' house -- or as they would prefer to say: The house of her generous aunt and uncle who took in the poor soul that resulted from many bad choices. The houses in the Art District are as diversified as its inhabitants. Kara has rented the upper floor of a small bakery, her living room window going on the main street, her bedroom window to the back; her apartment consists of a small bedroom and a living room with a combined kitchen. Many of her neighbors are artists such as painters, perfomers, sculptors, authors - or simply people who enjoy living between them. Some of the inhabitants are richer, some poorer, some hard-working and others lazier -- and many prefer extravagant or eccentric lifestyles even if on a low standard. Money is simply not so much of a topic here. A good share of the inhabitants do drugs, some because they like it, others because they claim that it increases their creativity, and of course also those who like both or are addicted. Traditionally, only few are of noble or otherwise rich heritage, with the exception of some misfits who were practically outcast by their families. Lately however, also richer people have started to move here, attracted by the "artsy", "romantic" or simply "trendy" flair of the district. As a consequence, the prices for new house owners or tenants went up.

[Archemist]

Rose looks at the woman who approached her unnerved abit by her sudden appearance "T-they seem to sleeping. Are you a specialist of some kind this tickles my intuition as magick I would appreciate the help. Armor might be a good idea no knowing if this is the work of some devil or warlock.
​. Gives a attempt at a friendly expression

Sarah smiles back warmly. But she gives a nervous laugh. "Specialist? Me? I don't know about that. I'll go get my stuff and be right back down, though. 'Plan a picnic, but bring your battleaxe', like my mom always says."

She goes and dresses, and then appears back on the street. Sarah is skinny, as dwarves go. She has ginger hair but definitely her most distinctive feature is her eyes, which instead of the usual blue or green color have metallic-looking rings, which glint in a similar way as her banded armor. Her (as advertised) axe is shiny and blue - a very traditional wedge shape, though with very intricate carvings. A brass dragon rampant adorns her wooden shield. She would look like any other fine knight, except that her face is still that of a rather shocked teen.

"What should we do? Should we go find a City Watch Captain?"


She sees a man approaching with a longbow and calls, "You there! Don't shoot! Unless... are you attacking us? Did you do this?"

[ScarletThief]

Sarah smiles back warmly. But she gives a nervous laugh. "Specialist? Me? I don't know about that. I'll go get my stuff and be right back down, though. 'Plan a picnic, but bring your battleaxe', like my mom always says."

She goes and dresses, and then appears back on the street. Sarah is skinny, as dwarves go. She has ginger hair but definitely her most distinctive feature is her eyes, which instead of the usual blue or green color have metallic-looking rings, which glint in a similar way as her banded armor. Her (as advertised) axe is shiny and blue - a very traditional wedge shape, though with very intricate carvings. A brass dragon rampant adorns her wooden shield. She would look like any other fine knight, except that her face is still that of a rather shocked teen.

"What should we do? Should we go find a City Watch Captain?"


She sees a man approaching with a longbow and calls, "You there! Don't shoot! Unless... are you attacking us? Did you do this?"
Immediately enters a defensive stance as she looks over to where the young dwarf was shouting A-are you allied with whatever did this, or looking for explanations " ponders internally over the strangeness of the situation then flits to thoughts of not having known the dwarf girls name perhaps potential friendship is on the horizon

[drafterman]

He narrows his eyes at the two. They were acting strangely...

"Don't shoot, unless you're going to attack?" What an odd thing to say...

He would have assumed that, if they were associated with this event (or otherwise hostile) they would be more defensive, more aggressive. Instead they seemed as confused and bewildered about the situation as he did. The shorter one seemed hardy, and armed and geared for battle. Yet she armed herself as an afterthought. He decided that these were not the actions of whoever was behind what was going on.

Slowly, he lowered his bow and unknocked the arrow, placing it back into its quiver and slinging the bow across his back. Silently he strode over toward the pair, looking between them, the bodies strewn about the ground, and the smoking tower before them.

[ScarletThief]

Broken from her thoughts by the movement she then looks over the new fellow with the bow before speaking so um anyone have an idea of where to head , b-besides the tower of course it seems to be the most obvious new change in the city she says somewhat hurriedly

[drafterman]

He strolls passed the two as Rose speaks, not responding at first. He then pauses and glances back slightly, as if as an afterthought he speaks.

"Yes."

He then continues on, unstrapping the staff from his back. The clack of the iron-bound end echoing as it taps against the bricked streets with each steps. He keeps his eyes and ears peeled for anything out of the ordinary... other than all of the motionless bodies, that is.

[drafterman]

Spot

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Listen

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[ScarletThief]

Turns to the young girl and asks Do you think we should head with this guy? Also what's your name I realized I am not aware of it yet and that would make speaking easier. she says slightly hushed so as to not offend the newcomers

[Archemist]

Turns to the young girl and asks Do you think we should head with this guy? Also what's your name I realized I am not aware of it yet and that would make speaking easier. she says slightly hushed so as to not offend the newcomers

"Oh, um... I'm Sarah. And you are?" She looks to each of the others to see if they will also introduce themselves. "My family lives over there except everyone is asleep, I guess. I would be too, still, if that big crash hadn't woken me up. Do you folks live here in the district?"

Sarah's voice is pleasant and she volunteers information pretty readily. A regular social butterfly, under more normal circumstances.

[drafterman]

Garreth is clad in a mish-mash of clothing and armor, most of it made of some sort of animal covering or another. Thick hide boots caked with mud, layered leather padding covering his legs and torso. Over it all was a hooded cloak, (hood not drawn). The edges of the cloak were dirty and worn from clear long-term use.

It would be evident that he clearly did not live in the city, though he gave no indication verbally, as he was not particularly used to conversation. He was not particularly paying attention as the others chattered and he moved on toward the tower.

[ScarletThief]

She gives Sarah a perhaps too toothy smile and responds My names Tillot But most people call me by my surname Rose , and I live close to here I just haven't been in the city for a while. Speaking to people feels a little alien still

Rose has a soft voice almost timid but sounding more reserved

[Archemist]

It would be evident that he clearly did not live in the city, though he gave no indication verbally, as he was not particularly used to conversation. He was not particularly paying attention as the others chattered and he moved on toward the tower.

"Nice to meet you, Rose. Hey - " to Garreth, as he walks by - "Mister, are you going to the tower? That's not a bad idea; maybe somebody there knows what's going on. Are you a hunter?"

She seems to have taken in his outfit, at least, though his lack of response leaves her kinda thinking, How rude! Sarah begins to tag along behind him and she motions Rose to follow. What's this guy's deal?

[drafterman]

Am I a hunter? Hm...

True, he has hunted. Did that make him a hunter? He has also killed, does that make him a killer? He wasn't a hunter in the sense they meant it - and he knew that - but he also lacked the words (or desire) to adequately describe what he "was." He opted for the middle ground:

"I hunt."

A factual statement, at the least. He wasn't sure what it mattered what they were called or what they did, especially in light of whatever it was that held this city hostage... and why some people inside were spared.

[Blinkbear]

"Oh no, oh no, oh no..." Kara whispers, slowly retreating from the window. She pinches her arm, her tail wiggling around like that of rat seeking balance. For a moment, she seems torn apart between going into shock and panicking, but then she collects herself. She quickly leaped to the door, opened it and shouted down "Hellooo?" Before running down, she remembers to hastily put on some clothes. On her way out, she grabs a broad-rimmed hat, and rushes downwards...

[ScarletThief]

Follows along behind them sticking closer to Sarah looking about as they walk in case there's anything important about

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[BelGareth]

As the three of you move down the street, you hear someone yell from a balcony.

"Hellooo?"

[drafterman]

He pauses, looking up toward where the sound was coming from. Normally, an unfamiliar sound from above meant some sort of tree-dwelling predator was about to pounce on you, but he felt that probably was not the case here.

[ScarletThief]

Looks about then up towards the balcony

[Blinkbear]

The building with the aforementioned balcony belongs to a small house. The ground floor houses a small bakery with the name of "Adrian's Pastries and Baked Goods" written in big letters over entry and shop window. Just as the others approach, the door flies open, letting a small bell ring.

Kara comes out to the street, and quickly looks into all directions. She wears a strange mix of clothes and just finishes to close her belt: A pair of simple short pants and likewise simple flat shoes/loafers without socks, a much more fashionable blouse, and a wide-brimmed hat. Besides some pouches, her belt holds a rapier with a crested, elaborate handle in a sheath of velvet-studded leather. She could be human, was it not for her tail which she apparently forgot to hide in her panic. Her face is half-covered by the hat, but her movements gives away her anxiety.

[ScarletThief]

H-hello? she says up towards the balcony not yet having seen the young woman enter the streets

[Novabomb]

Saba
If it were 1 or a few, he might try to bring these people to a healer, or the opposite way around, but this is way beyond him. Being careful not to step on anyone, he will head towards the smoke.

[BelGareth]

Saba heads out, and turns a corner seeing 3....no 4 people in the street talking, as if nothing was wrong.

[Novabomb]

Saba
Ho, what is going on?

[Archemist]

"Gosh, I'm so glad to see it wasn't everyone all knocked out at once. I don't know what I'd do if I were the only one awake! We're off to see the Wizard's Tower." This last answering Saba's question.

"Are you all unhurt? I'm Sarah - I know a little healing if something fell on you or whatever."

She frowns for a second, looking at the assembled group, from the near-giant Saba to Kara's tail. "Ohhhh... do you think maybe we weren't hurt because we're all... weird? No offense, since I'm obviously including myself... but I kinda get the feeling that you guys are... different... like me."

[ScarletThief]

Rose takes a deep breath before speaking If its because our differences then maybe we have someing in common

[Archemist]

Sarah relaxes a little, and says, "Indeed. We should look out for one another until we can figure out what's going on and fix this."

[drafterman]

Though weighted down with his gear, he kept a steady, brisk pace toward the tower, trying to not become too anxious at the growing number of people joining them. He was not really paying attention to them until he heard one of them speak about their differences. He stopped and turned to look at the gathered group, pondering...

Different. Different indeed.

At first he had just lumped them into the group of "city dwellers", not really taking the time to perceive them as individuals. This comment had stuck out in his mind, perhaps causing him to rethink his position. Even then, it would be a while before he would feel comfortable trusting them.

After a moments contemplation he turned toward the Tower and resumed his walk.

"Come. Others might be at the tower."

Others. Including whoever caused this.

[Novabomb]

Saba
Wierd? Ha Ha, not sure what you mean. But Papa always says, when there are wierd happenings, magic is often da source. Tha wizard tower sounds like the perfect place to start looking. Do ya mind if I join you? Ho ho

[Blinkbear]

While the others mentioned their theories, Kara had crouched down to check on the sleeping. She slowly shook her head when she got up again. My tail. Damnit. Well, too late now. And they don't even seem to mind. See, mom? Mom! Oh no."

"The tower... Maybe, yes... But I first have to check on my family. Have to see that they're alive. If being a freak is what helps you... They are no freaks, you know." She looks at each of the others again, trying to get a quick impression of their attitudes. She takes off her hat and slightly bows while introducing herself, with a warm and friendly smile. "My name's Kara... And looking at you, I feel a bit unprepared for this whole thing... Was waken up by this... whatever this is. But anyways, I should probably get some armor, right?" Well, that was smooth... Anger went through her mind because she behaved so fickle, and sat down with panic to have a nice little talk.

She obviously just got up from her bed; a pair of small horns poking through her tousled red hair. The horns, the tail, and a few patches of copper color at the hairline -- disregarding all that, she looks human. Well, the ears are also pointy, so maybe half-elf.

[drafterman]

As the group approaches the tower, Garreth looks for a building with rough wall, with suitable handholds and ledges for climbing. After finding such a building he walks up to the side. He sets his staff and pack on the floor at the base of the building (keeping his bow slung across his back) and carefully makes his way up the side of the building. Arriving at the top he scans across the skyline of the city, looking for anything notable (other than the smoking tower, of course).


Dropping the staff and backpack puts me back at a light load, so no check penalty to the climb, on which I Take 10 (for a result of 10). Against a suitably climbable wall, I hope this is ok.

Assuming I make it, the Spot roll to see anything noteworthy other than the tower:
[roll0]

[Autopsibiofeeder]

I am getting the impression that we're all split up, so I did not read the other posts in detail (yet). Poke me if I had better do so, Bel.

Fons

One of the main advantages of living and sleeping in the streets is you are more in-tune with the state of the city: Its (the peoples') moods, its vibe and what can be done where to help those in need. One of the main drawback is large-scale explosions. Luckily they normally don't occur, and luckily Fons found himself out of harms way on this unfortunate morning.

Highly alarmed by the ruckus and potential suffering that went along with it, Fons speeds out of the alley in search for clues as to what had happened, and in search for people in need of help.

[BelGareth]

As you move closer to the tower (and you are fair bit away), another awake person jets out of an alley.


Don't worry, I'm getting everyone situated, and then we'll mvoe onto the tower....well, kinda :smallwink:

[drafterman]

He snaps his head as he catches a glimpse of movement down the alley-way. Quickly (but not to quickly) he shinnies down the wall of the building and redons his pack and grabs his staff. He glances back at the group.

"Careful. There are others about. Others that don't want to be seen."


Take 10 on climb again to climb down (No modifiers)

[Archemist]

He snaps his head as he catches a glimpse of movement down the alley-way. Quickly (but not to quickly) he shinnies down the wall of the building and redons his pack and grabs his staff. He glances back at the group.

"Careful. There are others about. Others that don't want to be seen."


Take 10 on climb again to climb down (No modifiers)


"I mean, what, that guy there?" Sarah points at Fons, who seems as surprised to see them as they are to see him.

Sarah points at the bodies strewn around on the street, and addresses Fons this time, in the manner of many a teen caught off guard - "And don't blame us for this! My family's out just like everybody else's."

[ScarletThief]

Rose grabs some shuriken from he bag Do you think the may be part of this try into tail us or something. This whole situation makes me feel like some fights going to break out and I'll be stuck in the middle. She holds her shuriken close to her chest.

[BelGareth]

Saul can see the group gather in the street, met by another newcomer who just ran out of an alleyway.

Anyone in the group can attempt the following to see or hear Saul:

spot DC 41
listen DC 27

gl, haha

[drafterman]

As another stranger joins the group, Escor looks along the streets and alleys to see if any more are on their way.


Spot
[roll0]
Listen
[roll1]

[Archemist]

He snaps his head as he catches a glimpse of movement down the alley-way. Quickly (but not to quickly) he shinnies down the wall of the building and redons his pack and grabs his staff. He glances back at the group.

"Careful. There are others about. Others that don't want to be seen."

Having second thoughts after Rose's warning, too, Sarah goes quiet and looks around. To Garreth, she says, "Or, uh, did you mean someone else?" Her earlier defensiveness has quickly turned to nervousness.

Listen is the only one I have a chance with, to hear Saul approaching: [roll0]

[Breitheamh]

As Saul skulked through the streets, he found that in the unsettling quiet of the afflicted city, he could hear voices. He followed the sound through the Art District, toward the Tower of the....

Wait....

Where is the Tower? he thinks, confused. His eyes widen and his heart quickens at the realization that the entire Tower of the Archmage had collapsed. That explains the noise, he thinks dryly, trying to calm himself down.

He keeps moving with a new determination. Doesn't explain the unconscious people everywhere, though.

Finally, he catches up with the group of people who had been talking. He hides nearby and listens to their conversation as closely as he can. They don't seem like they could be responsible for whatever was going on, considering only half of them looked like they knew what they were doing. He'd seen a couple of them before from a distance, but for the most part they were all new to him.

Just then, Fons came running out of an alley, surprising the little group. He decided to wait and observe their interaction with the newcomer before approaching them.

[Blinkbear]

"Hey, are you okay?" Kara asks the newcomer. If the others have hidden, she has not. She is wearing now a fine-worked leather armor in gray color and a matching helmet, which substitutes her wide brimmed hat. Her tail is now hidden beneath a dark gray cloak. She also carries a quiver with a short bow and a few arrows on her back now. The rapier on her belt is still sheathed and her body language is rather inviting the newcomer over.

It took her a few minutes to change, I guess, but either you people waited or she found you; she knows the area quite well and is rather fleet of feet.

[Autopsibiofeeder]

People started to talk and assume I am "there", so I am going to assume the same. Maybe I am reading things wrong, and this all about someone else....that's quite possibly even, but that's the DM`s problem :smalltongue:

Fons

The rugged, unkempt, to be honest quite smelly figure darts straight forward into whatever remains of the group after his prescence got known. Unarmed, unarmored, dressed in a gown the typical commoner would be ashamed of Fons peers around and regards whatever moves sympathetically: "What happened? Is everyone all right?" He takes in the damage and the carnage and shakes his head. "Oh, my..." While it looks nervously, onlookers quickly notice that it is actually determined yet, hmmmm, "animalistically" (?), Fons darts around the area: Looking sniffing, growling (is he actually growling?), frowning. "What happened?" he asks again. You notice Fons is not afraid of anything, and not of you for sure. He does not hide himself, his curiousity and his drive to make whatever happened right.

[ScarletThief]

Rose takes interest in this mans animalistic movements I think I can safely say that this fellow is different than the norm she says this with more confidence than previously the shakyness leaving her voice .What's your name sir?

[Autopsibiofeeder]

Fons

Fons turns around swiftly and tilts his head. "Fons, milady." He is still much concerned with his surroundings. "What happened? Do you know?"

[ScarletThief]

She shifts awkwardly nobody has referred to her like that before
Unsure on the specifics. Running theory is that its related to the tower that went up in smoke.

[Autopsibiofeeder]

Fons

Fons looks in the general direction of the tower. "Ohh... Is there anything we can do to help?"

[Archemist]

Fons

Fons looks in the general direction of the tower. "Ohh... Is there anything we can do to help?"

Sarah shrieked as Fons initially ran around growling. On seeing him make more normal conversation, though, she relaxed and now adds, "I guess we'll find out? Eventually we gotta come across someone who is awake AND knows what happened, right?"

[Autopsibiofeeder]

Fons

Fons nods. "We must, if such a person exists...Perhaps good to stay on the move?"

[drafterman]

Fons

Fons nods. "We must, if such a person exists...Perhaps good to stay on the move?"

"Yes."

Succinct as always, Garreth really wasn't one for small talk. He adjusted his gear, making sure everything was secured, and resumed his trek toward the pillars of smoke in the distance.

[Archemist]

"Yes."

Succinct as always, Garreth really wasn't one for small talk. He adjusted his gear, making sure everything was secured, and resumed his trek toward the pillars of smoke in the distance.

Sarah says, mainly to Fons but also somewhat at Garreth, "I'm glad you're so interested in helping. What do you go by? I'm Sarah. I'm still kinda hoping this was all an accident and that everyone will wake up soon, but we should stick together just in case someone wants to hurt us."

She tags along with Garreth (and the group, presumably).

[Autopsibiofeeder]

Fons

Fons also starts moving. "Hello Sarah, my name is Fons. Let´s hope the damage is mostly material."

[ScarletThief]

Hopefully although iif there are injured I do have some curatives with me if they are needed she says feeling like she has found good company

[BelGareth]

As the lot of you talk amongst yourselves, you hear the groans and soft hushed whisperings of "why" and "what in the nine?" as people around you wake up, standing, some kneeling in bewilderment. No one seems to notice you were already standing, and are mostly concerned with why they awoke in the street.

[Archemist]

As the lot of you talk amongst yourselves, you hear the groans and soft hushed whisperings of "why" and "what in the nine?" as people around you wake up, standing, some kneeling in bewilderment. No one seems to notice you were already standing, and are mostly concerned with why they awoke in the street.

Sarah says, "See? Already they are awaking, hooray! Hardly nothing, of course... let's still head to the tower, I think, and see if everyone is all right, there, too. The collapsing building may have trapped or injured people."

[BelGareth]

If everyone agrees, let me know with a simple post, and I'll move this forward =)

[drafterman]

He looked around nervously as people started to rise and awaken. He had come into the city right as this event happened, so had no expectations about noise or the hustle and bustle. As the sleeping city slowly arose, and people's confused murmurs became excited (and sometimes hysterical) shouts and yells he gripped his staff a bit tighter.

He looked back to the group behind him. He was tempted to leave them behind; this was their city after all. It was returning to normal and they would return to their normal lives. He - however - was here for a reason and he was certain it had something to do with what just happened.

Then doesn't it have something to do with 'them'? Aren't they tied up with this thing just as you are?

He watches them for a bit. Sighing to himself he stepped back toward the group.

"We should keep going. If they're waking up, their troubles are over. Whatever happened there involves us somehow. We need to figure it out."

He wasn't an orator or a diplomat, just straight to the point. If it convinced them it did, if not, he'd keep going. Navigating around the now awake crowds of people - keeping his distance - he resumed the trek toward the tower.

I'm ready.

[ScarletThief]

Rose looks about see in the people rise You may have a point sir, or maybe I'm just catching the paranoia

I'm game

[Breitheamh]

Saul listens intently to the conversation held by the group. As the crowd begins to stir, he slinks into their midst, moving closer to those who seem unaffected by whatever had happened.

Trying to make a surprise entrance, he suddenly places himself in their presence, speaking up for the first time, "I too would like to know what happened, and what set us apart from the rest of the citizens."

He looks around at each of them, trying to catch eye contact with his dark, unsettling eyes.

[Novabomb]

Saba
Hohoho aren't you a sneaky one.

[BelGareth]

As Saul makes his surprise entrance, you make your way down to the tower, only moving a street or to, the crowds were thick, and people were abuzz. What had happened, why was the Archmages tower smoking? and why had they awoken in the streets?

All questions you could here on almost everyone passing, or at the very least, see in their bestranged eyes.

But then something else happened, as if all of what had already happened wasn't enough.

You hear a scream, which echoes down the street. Soon after, a troop of watchmen run over towards where it came, the 5 of them clad in breastplates and spears, looked as confused as everyone else.


Do you follow and investigate, or skirt around them and head towards the tower?

[drafterman]

Soldiers.

Unmistakeable in any environment. Garreth did not have a particularly high opinion of them. Not that he suffered or witnessed extreme brutality or corruption at their hands, but rather his opinion was forged in the lack of witnessing. Wherever he traveled and saw people in need, commoners who could use the help of a sword or spear, they were nowhere to be found. Like his own doomed village, the poor were left alone to be trod upon by the uncaring troubles of the world.

It seemed to him that soldiers were reserved for the rich and powerful while the people who needed protection the most had to do without. Regardless, wherever that scream came from, the soldiers would be handling it - this did not seem to concern him.

He continued his way toward the tower.

[Novabomb]

Saba
Oh? What is this? He promptly makes for the source of the scream.

[Autopsibiofeeder]

Fons

Fons turns to look in the direction of the scream. Armed guards, good. There is nothing Fons can do that five well-trained men can´t do, so he decides to keep on heading for the tower.

[ScarletThief]

Rose heads in the direction of the scream moving quickly in case there is someone wounded or worse being attacked

[BelGareth]

The group moves in relatively the same direction, seeing as the tower was in the same direction as the scream.

As you approach the scene however, something else entirely plays out.


It starts with people running away from the guards, and you can now make out, through the crowd pushing against you, 3 guards down on the floor, spears dropped, and heavy breathing, 1 is kneeling, holding a bloody arm, while the 5th, most likely the sergeant is holding his spear leveled, and shouting at someone with blood dripping from her mouth.

She is staring vacantly at the guard, with hunger in her eyes as she is crouched down, tearing at one of the fallen guards.


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"STAY BACK, STAY BACK I TELL YOU, OR YOU SHALL BE RUN THROUGH!" he screams, his spear is steady, but his voice belies the truth of the matter, that this man is scared out of his mind.

[drafterman]

Well, that's a horse of a different color.

Garreth felt his level of anxiety increasing, but it wasn't just due to the increasing density of the crowds. There was a tenseness in the air and he could feel it, but not place it. It was not helped by the fact that they appeared to be going in the same direction as the guards, though he was relieved, slightly, as they hurried off ahead of them.

He was annoyed when the crowd became thick, making it harder to push through, but the shouts and screams made his stomach sink. As people began to flea, and he was able to see what the guards were surrounding, he froze. It took him a moment to gather his composure at the horrid sight. He kept his distance, letting his staff dropp to the ground as he readied and knocked his bow.


Here if you need them.

Initiative
[roll0]

If this creature is undead, do I recognize it as such?

[BelGareth]

To identify it as a zombie.

[drafterman]

To identify it as a zombie.


Hm. Thought so, That's trained, only, though, right?

[Archemist]

It starts with people running away from the guards, and you can now make out, through the crowd pushing against you, 3 guards down on the floor, spears dropped, and heavy breathing, 1 is kneeling, holding a bloody arm, while the 5th, most likely the sergeant is holding his spear leveled, and shouting at someone with blood dripping from her mouth.

She is staring vacantly at the guard, with hunger in her eyes as she is crouched down, tearing at one of the fallen guards.

"STAY BACK, STAY BACK I TELL YOU, OR YOU SHALL BE RUN THROUGH!" he screams, his spear is steady, but his voice belies the truth of the matter, that this man is scared out of his mind.

Sarah is frightened but concerned. She says to the others, "Goodness, I hope this accident hasn't made people crazy!"

To the woman: "What is wrong, Miss? Were you hit on the head?"

She does approach the wounded guard. "What happened? Maybe I can help your arm?"

[BelGareth]

He is shaken, considerably so, and barely manages to hear you, let alone look up at your bidding. As you move closer, you can see a bite mark, one of the fallen guards has a bloody mouth, while the others are lying face down.

"He...he.....he...bit me...." he mumbles. The wound doesn't look terribly bad, but something has upset this man to the point of breaking.

[drafterman]

As Sarah moves closer to the feral-appearing woman, Garreth steps infront of her slightly.

"I wouldn't get any closer..."

Something about this seemed eerily familiar, and he was trying to place it.

[roll0]

It finally clicks... the undead. He narrows his eyes. He steadies his hand, not wanting to start unleashing arrows among a crowd of people. He turns his head slightly to Sarah.

"We need to get everyone else out of here."

[Archemist]

As Sarah moves closer to the feral-appearing woman, Garreth steps infront of her slightly.

"I wouldn't get any closer..."

He turns his head slightly to Sarah.

"We need to get everyone else out of here."

"Wait, are you saying it might be... catching? Like Rabies or something?"

Sarah hesitates and looks around. If people are already kinda fleeing, she adds, "Should... should we go get more help? Do you know what to do?"

She says a small "Omm" to collect her wits and casts Resistance on herself.

[Breitheamh]

Saul had given a wry chuckle as the guards scampered off, probably going to rescue some rich damsel who'd awoken in the wrong part of town. He followed behind Garreth, smirking at the couple others of the little group who had turned away to play hero.

He reaches out to tap Garreth on the shoulder, hoping to make introductions. It was always a good idea to stick with the practical people you can hide behind when things get hairy. But just as he does so, the ranger tenses.

Saul pulls back his hand to rest on one of his darts as he notices the crowd growing hysterical. Trying to remain hidden, he creeps through the crowd to the source of the scream, sticking to shadows and keeping behind people's legs, drawing a dart as he does so.

Hide [roll0]
Move Silently [roll1]
Initiative [roll2]

[ScarletThief]

Rose is taken aback by the development T-this is bad maybe I can just go hold her until someone finds an authority no more bloodshed needed slowly inches toward the woman

[Autopsibiofeeder]

Fons

Fons frowns as he looks at the spectacle. "If this is some kind of affliction, this situation needs to be contained." He looks around. "Noone should leave this area until we can be sure they are not affected." He regards the guards and asks the captain: "What happened to your men? They looked fine a while ago. Did she do this to them?"

[Novabomb]

Saba frowning
You are not welcome here. he says as he charges the ?person?monster?
and attempts to shove it away from the guards.


Initiates Charging Minataur (Charging bullrush that does not provoke, and does not require to travel with the adversary)
Str Check
[roll0]
(If this beats the opponents check it does 2d6+str dmg)
[roll1]

[drafterman]

He was holding back, unwilling to just start firing arrows, hoping to clear the crowd first. The large human running passed him brought things to a head. He readied his arrow once more and waiting to see how this reckless attack panned out.

[BelGareth]

The guard is baffled as Saba launches himself at the girl, who, seeing someone come closer to her, instantly stands up and slams Saba in the chest, forcing him backwards.

Her eyes were no longer empty, a red lust filled them, and she lurched forward, attacking Saba with her hands!



Attack vs Saba
[roll0]
[roll1]

Everyone on initiative 17 and below can act
I have Garreth as delaying, so feel free to act


She hits with both her hands, tearing his chest open with her finger nails.

[drafterman]

Seeing the girl push back the hulking mam snaps.him out of his delayed response. He takes a moment to take aim and lets loose an arrow.

1d20+6
1d8+2

[Archemist]

Sarah rushes to help, heedless of the danger. "Hands off! What is your problem?" she yells at the girl. She readies her shield and runs to stand behind Saba. "I don't want to hurt you," she says to the red-eyed monster, trying for a menace that she doesn't really embody.

Going to move up and "Ready" an action to cast Cure Light Wounds on Saba if he gets hit again. (I know it'd be in Sarah's best interest to just attack but I'm not sure she's quite in that mode yet, character-wise.)

[drafterman]

[roll0]
[roll]1d8+2[roll]

[drafterman]

This is what I get for doing this on my phone. Sorry!
[roll0]

[BelGareth]

Garreth's aim is true, and he strikes the woman in the head with an arrow.

But it simply thuds home with a sickening crunch of bone, as it penetrates the soft part of both temples. She turns her head to look at Garreth, a feral grin splayed across her face with the arrow protruding from either side of her skull.


DR ate up that attack.

[Archemist]

"AAAaaaahh! You shot her in the head! ... Why didn't she die?!? WHAT IS EVEN HAPPENING TODAY?!!?!"

[Breitheamh]

Saul stares at the girl, sickened and terrified at the sight of her. Her eyes, like his own, were unnerving, to say the least. Devoid of living thought, yet so very much alive with bloodlust.

He chokes down the urge to vomit and looks at the tiny dart in his hand, mentally comparing it to the long-shafted arrow now protruding from the creature's head.

That's probably useless now, he thinks as he puts it away and draws a dagger from his belt. He studies the blade as he slinks deeper into the shadows of the buildings around them, moving slowly to a position behind the girl while she...it....is distracted.

This probably isn't much better, but I'm not going unarmed, he thinks.

Trying to move quietly around to the girl's back while the others hold her attention.
Hide [roll0]
Move Silently [roll1]

[ScarletThief]

Rose is frightened some by this strange abberation of human form before them and moves towards the creature making an attempt to try and calm things some .


Initiative :16. Attack:19 unarmed damage:8 grapple :21
She is attempting to grapple and detain the creature after a swift strike to its chest

[Novabomb]

Saba
If you weren't a monster I would compliment your attack
Take this. he says as he attempts to punch her in the face.


Attack: [roll0]
Dmg: [roll1]

ConfAttack: [roll2]
ConfDmg: [roll3]

[Autopsibiofeeder]

Fons

When the monstrous young lady lashes out for no apparent reason, it is clear to Fons that action is in order. This madness, whatever it is, needs to end. He calls upon the beast inside him and two razor sharp, hairy claws appear where his kind and caring hands used to be. Growling, he lashes out at the abomination.


Swift action: Claws of the beast
Move action: Move into position
Unsure how far I need to move and whether I can make one or two claw attacks. Feel free to ignore the second attack
Attacks:
Claw1 : [roll0], damage [roll1] slashing
Claw2 : [roll2], damage [roll3] slashing

[drafterman]

He had a momentary flashback to earlier days, when his hometown was destroyed by such beasts. Back then they overwhelmed the beasts with numbers, battering at them with whatever tools and weapons they had at hand. The death toll was high.

Steeling himself he silently vowed that this day would not end with any more deaths. He focused hard on the beast grinning at him, and took on a grim look. In quick succession he unleashed two arrows.


Attack1 (1d20+5+Masterwork+Pointblank-Rapid Shot)
[roll0]

Damage1 (1d8+Favored Enemy+Pointblank)
[roll1]

Attack2 (1d20+5+Masterwork+Pointblank-Rapid Shot)
[roll2]

Damage2 (1d8+Favored Enemy+Pointblank)
[roll3]

[drafterman]

After letting loose the arrows, he assumes a cautious defensive position, ready for any counter attack.


Use dodge to grant +1 AC against the zombie

[BelGareth]

As she pushes off the initial assault, the group goes at her and manages to defeat her in a timely manner. She crumples to the ground, the arrow in her head clattering on the cobblestone, the deathless stare that was once in her eyes is now vacant, replaced with the devoid lifeless stair of a corpse.

The Guard shakes, trembling visibly. "Thank...thank you." he stutters out.

But as he does, and the group is potentially relaxing from the ordeal, the 2 down guards, which had been quiet this whole time, started to moan. Another scream down the street echoes down to you, and the street suddenly becomes a frantic swarm of people running for their lives, you see the odd shuffled corpse moving slowly to the closest target.

Looking down the street, you see a dozen zombies either way, several of them are munching on victims who struggling to get free, but failing, no one is helping them as they run for their lives.

It is obvious the guards on the ground are infected, and will be much harder to deal with than normal civilian zombies.

Seeing his comrades rise from the floor, the lone guardsmen drops his spear and runs.

[drafterman]

Garreth groans inwardly. This was going to be a long day.

I left my village to escape these troubles. Why has fate brought me back to them?

Seeing the relative ineffectiveness of his bow he quickly slings it over his back with one hand, the other unholstering the axe from his belt. Normally used for chopping wood, he figured it would do just as well chopping at unliving flesh.

He grips the handle tightly and waits for the undead to make their move.

[Archemist]

The Guard shakes, trembling visibly. "Thank...thank you." he stutters out.

But as he does, and the group is potentially relaxing from the ordeal, the 2 down guards, which had been quiet this whole time, started to moan.

It is obvious the guards on the ground are infected, and will be much harder to deal with than normal civilian zombies.

Seeing his comrades rise from the floor, the lone guardsmen drops his spear and runs.

"Nooooo no no no nooooo."

Sarah looks shaken but relaxes from being ready to heal Saba (not actually casting the spell, since the dead-ish girl fell before striking him again). She readies her axe and shield and heads to the closest guard. "Mister, I'm really sorry, but whatever this is, you gotta stop and stay dead, okay?"

If there is no coherent response save moaning and bloodlust-y eyes, she swings at him with her axe. "None of that, now."


Edited to add, based on roll results: Sarah is still showing some trepidation, even in her attack, and it doesn't quite connect.


Attack: Dwarven waraxe: [roll0] for potentially [roll1] slashing damage.

[Autopsibiofeeder]

Fons

Fons looks around swiftly to take in the situation.

What I am wondering is: does this situation look hopelessly beyond what a hand full of budding adventurers can deal with right now? In other words, could this be a "run and live to fight another day" type of situation?

[BelGareth]

The situation at hand, (the zombie guards) might be something you can handle as a group.

But the whole street?
No.

[Novabomb]

Saba

Uh oh. I don't think I can take that many, at least not here. We need a building.

He starts looking around.

[ScarletThief]

what is this some plague? Rose moves too huddle close to her new associates defensive in posture

[Autopsibiofeeder]

Fons

Fons positions himself so that he can benefit from the guards´ inevitable lapse in defense when getting up and, for good measure, starts working towards relieving the guards from their sad fate.


Move: if this requires more than a 5-ft step, make it so that the guards getting up triggers an AoO from Fons.
Standard/full: One claw if I had to move, 2 claws if only 5 ft step was needed.

Claw 1: [roll0], damage [roll1]
Claw 2: [roll2], damage [roll3]
AoO, if at any point applicable, so you don´t have to roll it: [roll4], damage [roll5]

[drafterman]

He quickly strides up next to Fons and slashes at the same creature hoping their combined efforts can take it down.


Attack
[roll0]
Damage
[roll1]

[BelGareth]

You quickly and easily take the guards out of their undead fate, working as a team seems to come naturally to most of you, and its fast becoming apparent that you will need to, in order to survive this catastrophe.

Looking around, you see a smithy with the doors swinging (but otherwise unlocked), a bakery, with the doors left open, but not moving, most of of the other buildings are too far away, or barred shut.

[Archemist]

Saba

Uh oh. I don't think I can take that many, at least not here. We need a building.

He starts looking around.

"Maybe we should go into that bakery - it looks like we're surrounded in this street - we'll need to cut over to the next one over and see if we can get back to warn our families about the... plague, or whatever this is."

[Breitheamh]

Watching the others keep their heads and strike down the creatures, Saul stops trying to hide and dashes for the bakery that the dwarf had pointed out.

"Quickly! Come on!" he shouts to the group as he nervously escapes the carnage on the street.

[Autopsibiofeeder]

Fons

"Aye, we´re exposed. Let´s group in safety and discuss what to do." He also heads to the bakery.

[drafterman]

He nudges one of the bodies to ensure that it is no longer moving. After he is satisfied he walks over to where he dropped his staff and picks it up, cautiously scanning over the streets to see if there is any other danger.

This will get worse before it gets better...

With his staff in hand, he makes his way over to the bakery with the group.


Spot check to see if there is anything else that poses a threat.
[roll0]

[ScarletThief]

Retreating to safety sounds like a good plan heads along inside with the others

[Novabomb]

Saba dashes into the smithy, muttering to himself
Gonna need nails.

If there is more than 1 zombie inside, he will instead flee.
If there is 1 zombie inside, he will attempt to throw it in order to buy the time needed to grab the nails.
If there are 0 zombies inside he will quickly scan for the nail box.
If he manages to grab nails, he will drop some coins on the counter. (If no living occupants are there)

[BelGareth]

As the group assess the situation, seeing the bakery, they rush towards it, except Saba, who opens the smithies door, and finds 2 worker boys who turn around slowly, clearly zombies, one has an arm missing, and the other had been horribly burned, by coals or hot metal.

Both slowly regard you with blank eyes, and groan at your presence. Seeing them changes your mind, and you rush back out, to see several zombies coming down the street, shambling like the dead things they were. But to your surprise, you see something move much faster, and closer than you hoped.

The speeding creature was a local man, who was loping on all fours towards you, it was obviously undead, but moved with the speed you have never seen before!

Running to the door, you managed to grab it as the thing approaches, opening the door, everyone inside grabs and pulls you in, slamming the door shut just in time for the thing to arrive and reach out for....nothing.

Panting, you look at everyone inside the bakery with a sheepish grin.



The bakery is a two story building, with stairs that lead up, the bottom is still warm from the morning cooking, and rows of freshly baked goods, pasties, pastries, breads of all kinds, line the counters in the back. You find no one on the first floor, and it seems whoever owned this establishment had either ran to somewhere else, or is fallen outside.

(those of you who are hungry start to feel it)

[Archemist]

The bakery is a two story building, with stairs that lead up, the bottom is still warm from the morning cooking, and rows of freshly baked goods, pasties, pastries, breads of all kinds, line the counters in the back. You find no one on the first floor, and it seems whoever owned this establishment had either ran to somewhere else, or is fallen outside.

(those of you who are hungry start to feel it)

"Sorry, maybe I was thinking with my stomach just a bit. I'm gonna grab a Kachori or two for the road. Let's see if there's a back entrance, since I don't think we'll want to leave that way." She indicates the slammed front door.

[drafterman]

Garreth didn't eat much, and was used to going without meals, especially during times of stress. The sight of the baked goods were a distant memory to him, but it was undeniable that the smell was appetizing.

"If we continue to travel along the ground, we might find ourselves cornered or surrounded by those creatures. You may know the streets here, I do not. Would it not be possible to get on the roofs, and traveled that way?"

[ScarletThief]

Rose looks around the crowd of people gathered around I like the idea of moving where the beasts cannot reach us but would everyone be capable of keeping up? she says looking about the bakery making sure no dead hide around a corner
roll spot 16, listen 12

[BelGareth]

You find nothing moving in the bakery, dead or alive.

However, a quick search reveals a pantry door, hidden in the back, as well as the aforementioned stairs that lead up.

[Novabomb]

Saba was up early and already ate breakfast, but is tempted by the freshness.
We should check upstairs an assure the owners our intentions aren't bad.
Those things are definitely not natural.

If anything is knocking/scratching at the door, Saba will locate something to baracade the door.

[Autopsibiofeeder]

Fons

"I´ll go and check that pantry and check upstairs. I´d like one person with me, others should stay here and guard the door." He thinks a moment "I doubt everyone has the skills to traverse the city on roof tops, and I am afraid some of the workers in this city don´t have the skills to build roofs that hold a group of people."

[Archemist]

Fons
He thinks a moment "I doubt everyone has the skills to traverse the city on roof tops, and I am afraid some of the workers in this city don´t have the skills to build roofs that hold a group of people."

"Yeah, this armor is very helpful but not really designed for use while jumping from roof to roof. We're dwarves, we usually go undergr-" She pauses.

"Hey," Sarah addresses the dark halfling in particular, "You seem like you came out of nowhere earlier. What's your secret? Are there underground sewers or such that we could use to get around?"

[Breitheamh]

Saul gives the dwarf a sideways look. "Sewers? You really think I need to go underground to stay hidden? If we knew each other better, I might be insulted.

Anyway, I don't think there's an entrance to them in this bakery, and I'm not sure I'd know how to get anywhere anyway."

He laughs nervously, trying to relieve his own anxiety, but it doesn't help.

"I can keep myself hidden in the darkness easily enough, so maybe I could wait this whole thing out here," he looks around at all the food.

After a moment of silence, he sighs and continues "But I know I can't do that. Much as I try to pretend otherwise, I have people I care about here too." Suddenly, his face brightens (from a grayish pale to a slightly whiter pale). "I could scout a path for us through the city, find places where the creatures haven't appeared yet, safe places to hide out, what do you say?"

[ScarletThief]

I have some acrobatic training I wouldn't be terribly opposed to a bit of rooftop travel Rose says feeling as though she may be able to help at least keep these few people safe

[Novabomb]

Saba
I know how to jump good also, if it comes to that.

Im just going to relax a bit, do not be worried. he says as he moves off to the side and starts a kata.



Saba is going to spend 5 min changing his readied manuvers

[Blinkbear]

"I'd also be happy to get out of here." She actually sounds as if the thought of staying here trapped is really terrifying her.

[drafterman]

"This is not my normal environment, but I can listen and keep a watch out well enough. I still think we should make our way to the tower regardless. I don't find these strange occurrences to be isolated coincidences."

[BelGareth]

The pantry creaks open with dust and dirt spilling over the edges, even with your attempts to sweep it clean before hand. Down below is dark and you can tell this pantry is rarely used. You see a small step ladder, and after poking your head with a makeshift torch, you can see this is the storage larder for the bakery. Huge bags of flour, oats, and massive jugs of honey. It's particularly cold, and well kept, and you don't find anything else.

Going upstairs finds similar results. The stairs are creaky, and anything, or anyone who was up there would have known before you arrived, thankfully, nothing is awaiting your arrival, except for a well kept bedroom. There is a hatch on the ceiling, and opening that, you manage to get out onto the roof, which expands to allow you to see the street.

All the buildings in this street are connected, and you think you could make your way across them, most are balcony type roofs, with railings. However, others are slanted tile and slate roofs.

Looking out to the street, you can see a few meandering people, slowly wandering around...they look like zombies, and this is confirmed when a cat zooms past one, and it lurches at it, but is too slow.

[Autopsibiofeeder]

Fons

Fons walks down and announces what he found out: "The building is empty, save for us. We can reach the roof and see the streets. There´s these monsters shuffling about here and there, so we may want to traverse the city across the roofs and balconies. Is anyone uncomfortable with that? It will require some physical flexibility, of course."

[drafterman]

He removes is pack, placing any extra gear inside of it, leaving himself with just his weapons and armor. He was otherwise not equipped for speed and agility, and would have to leave some of his gear behind if he wanted to move about on the rooftops. He finds an empty (or mostly empty) cabinet in the pantry of the shop and stows his gear there. He ensures his weapons and armor are secured, with the staff in his hands. Looking down at Fons he gives a slight nod.

"I'm willing and ready. Splitting up might not be a bad idea either. That way we have multiple vantage points and we cannot all be felled by a single accident."

[Novabomb]

Saba
Dose (Those) things awh (are) pretty tough, maybe it be not so good to split up. Im ready.

[Archemist]

Saba
Dose (Those) things awh (are) pretty tough, maybe it be not so good to split up. Im ready.

Sarah nods. "Me too. I'll try the roof since it's kinda the only way out. But you may have to be patient with me if there's tricky spots."

[Blinkbear]

Kara smiles st Sarah trying to encourage her. "I'll help you where I can, promised."

[BelGareth]

Where are you heading?

[Autopsibiofeeder]

Fons

"How about we use the rooftops to get closer to the tower?"

[Archemist]

Fons

"How about we use the rooftops to get closer to the tower?"

"Don't you think these... sick(?)... dead(?)... people might be coming from there? I'm not sure we want to get closer. But maybe you're right. Maybe we could figure out what went wrong. I know we're surrounded now, so it probably doesn't matter which way we head. But if we can't find anything, though, I kinda want to just get to my family and go back to the dwarven lands, and leave this place." Sarah shudders.

[Breitheamh]

Saul smiles wryly at his new companions. The situation is just too absurd, and he says to the others, "Without going toward the tower, we really don't have any purpose just wandering around. We need answers."

[Novabomb]

Saba

Lets be going den (then)

[drafterman]

"The situation isn't going to get any better by us just sitting here. Do what you must, but those of us that are going should go now."

[Blinkbear]

Kara nods. "My pa..family has guards, if they can't protect them, I can't. So I say: It's better to get behind this sorcery as soon as possible." She also sounds very excited right now.

[ScarletThief]

Perhaps there are uninfected whom could help, although that seems unlikely Rose ponders some internally ah yes let's go I think inspecting the tower should help greatly she says her mind catching talk of leaving

[BelGareth]

As you all gather on the roof after storing any unwanted gear, you look towards the Tower, smoke still billowing from its once pristine stump. A part of you sinks as you recall the majesty that the tower bought to the city. It was once the jewel of the realm, over looking the nation, with a stern but caring eye. Archmage Harandel, was a kind man, but he kept the peace. And this....this could not mean anything good.

But he was an archmage, if anyone could survive such a thing, it would be him.

As you all prepare to jump roofs towards it, a massive, thundering booms reverberates through the city. Unlike a sound any of you have heard, its echoes shake your bones, and you get instant flashbacks of the explosion that awoke you this morning. But this was different, it kept coming.

BOOOOOM

BOOOOM!

BOOOOOOOOOM!!

You can quickly discern, that it's coming from the Dwarven embassy, which, is not too far from you.

BOOOOOM

BOOOOM!

[drafterman]

At the sound of the explosions he drops down instinctively, dodging any possible debris. After the noise subsides he looks up cautiously in the direction of the sound.

"I think our problems have just gotten worse."

[BelGareth]

The banging does not stop, and you quickly realize they are not explosions, merely something very loud smashing against something.

Looking towards the embassy, you can see golden ripples in the air, like a pond, coming from the ground spreading out upwards and outwards.

[Autopsibiofeeder]

Fons

"Maybe the Dwarves are doing something good...against this plague? Don´t they have a strong tie to their just deity?"

[BelGareth]

The sound of the front door smashing in follows on of the booms, and you can hear the scraping, shuffling of feet below.

[Archemist]

The sound of the front door smashing in follows on of the booms, and you can hear the scraping, shuffling of feet below.

"Noooo, my family! They must be under attack or something! Can we please head that way instead to see what is happening?"

[Novabomb]

Saba

Ok, I will go with you.

[Autopsibiofeeder]

Fons

"Sure," Fons mumbles, "Any place seems good at this point. Who knows where we had best go?"

[drafterman]

"I'm beginning to think that any place is better than here. I am unfamiliar with this city, so I must follow one of you."

[Breitheamh]

Saul looks around nervously as they discuss their next move.

"I'm thinking we'd rather go there than stick around to find out what's coming up the stairs. Now, come on!" He jumps out onto the roof and begins running toward the sound of the booms.

[Archemist]

Saul looks around nervously as they discuss their next move.

"I'm thinking we'd rather go there than stick around to find out what's coming up the stairs. Now, come on!" He jumps out onto the roof and begins running toward the sound of the booms.

Sarah looks very relieved that the others are on board with this backtrack. She joins Saul (though she may still not know his name) in heading to the roof and finding a route towards the sound.

[Blinkbear]

"A promise's a promise." She says, smiling friendly. Kara of course also joins the others then in their way to the Dwarven embassy (this is where we're heading now, right?)

[Autopsibiofeeder]

Fons

Fons follows his new friends.

[BelGareth]

Having been ready to move one direction, and then hearing the movement below and the large pounding booms that still reverberate the air, you all decide to change direction, moving to the other side of the roof, you all manage to scarper up and over the railing just in time before several zombies stumble up the stairwell.

Moving across the first roof was treacherous at best, but with some teamwork, and coordination, you managed to get over to the next area. It takes time, but you manage to work your way across several roofs and gardens to a building at the end of the block, the Booming sounds still coming from the dwarven embassy. Once their, you are thankful that the owner has a nice trellis setup with vines in his rooftop garden, allowing you to peer through and witness a strange sight.

Across the square, which is the transition from the city to the Dwarven embassy, and thus the threshold to the Rubilaer Dwarf kingdom that stretches into the tunnel severl hundred feet past the square and into the Greyback mountains that overlook the city. You can see a stout dwarf, pounding on the air...? the golden ripples are emanating from where his mighty hammer is smacking what could only be some form of magical wall.

Behind him are several dozen dwarves and few non dwarves, watching and waiting, some with forlorn looks, and others crying.

It is obvious, and as many of you find out, your heads look up and then keep going as the ripples curve over the city, as if a large domelike wall of force covered it.

There do not seem to be anything moving on the other side.

[Archemist]

Across the square, which is the transition from the city to the Dwarven embassy, and thus the threshold to the Rubilaer Dwarf kingdom that stretches into the tunnel several hundred feet past the square and into the Greyback mountains that overlook the city. You can see a stout dwarf, pounding on the air...? the golden ripples are emanating from where his mighty hammer is smacking what could only be some form of magical wall.

"DAD!" Sarah stands (she's still not super tall, though) and waves both hands at him. She looks around the square for signs of life (or un-death, perhaps). "Maybe we can make it over to them and ask if they know what's going on? Or help him break the... wait... are we trapped in here with all the dead people?!?"

[Breitheamh]

Saul's eyes dart wildly around him, panicking, realizing he has become a caged animal.

He starts pacing, "No, no, no, no no no no..."

He looks at his new companions, fear obvious in his eyes. "What the hell do we do? What are we gonna do?"

Finally, he sits down and hugs his knees, rocking back and forth.

[drafterman]

Garreth stands, dumbfounded. Even he recognized that this was a strange, alien site to see in the city. He had a hard time processing exactly what was going on. After a few moments staring out dumbly he gathers his composure and looks over at the group, shouting over the din:

"We should get down and see if we can assist!"

He begins to look for a way to climb down to the street level.

[Blinkbear]

For a long moment, Kara just seems to have to swallow what she witnesses. Then, a nigh inaudible "No" comes from her throat, more a sigh than a word. I thought I was finally free... No...

"No! Not again!" Her voice sounds terrified and angry at once, while she is climbing down as well.

[BelGareth]

You find a roof door, which is angled much like a larder door is, unfortunately it is locked.


Anyone got a lockpick or do you want to break it?

[Blinkbear]

Kara retrieves a set of lockpicks from a pocket of her cloak. "Let's see if this works..." She sounds impatient.


Open lock is at +5.
If it looks routine, take 10.
Otherwise, here goes: [roll0]

[BelGareth]

Kara takes a look a the lock, and squints, it was a run of the mill lock, nothing fancy. Given some time, she could make the lock sing if she had wanted.

It popped open with a click.

Opening the doors revealed a stairwell to a landing and another door, testing it gently, to avoid sound, reveals it to be unlocked.

You pull it open gingerly, and see no one, the room is dark, shades are covering the windows, but the rest of the house seems deathly quiet, a quick careful search later reveals that to be true.

The door on the ground floor leads to the street, which is facing away to the right of the dwarf pounding on the wall.

[Novabomb]

Saba

To Kara
Easy lass, we'll not let harm come to ya.

[Blinkbear]

Kara turns to Saba, trying a smile. "That's a nice thing to say. I'm just... I just can't stand the idea that we're trapped under this big dome in the city."

[Archemist]

Kara turns to Saba, trying a smile. "That's a nice thing to say. I'm just... I just can't stand the idea that we're trapped under this big dome in the city."

"It's unthinkable, for sure. Maybe we'll yet wake up from the nightmare. But I'm not sure how we could be sleeping through that booming noise. Let's head down to the square, at least. Maybe my dad has answers."

[Novabomb]

Saba

Lets get down there then.

[Blinkbear]

Kara nods, collecting herself.

[Autopsibiofeeder]

Fons

Fons follows, sunken in thought. Usually it is clear to him what to do. But now...so much chaos, confusion and mayhem...where to begin?

[drafterman]

Garreth climbs down with the rest of the group. He tries to concentrate amid the loud noises. He readies his axe in his hand, not forgetting about the undead beasts that had assaulted them earlier. He cautiously approaches the dwarf.

[Breitheamh]

Saul

While he hyperventilates, Saul takes a look around at the others, standing tall, being brave, choosing to rise above their own fear.

He takes a deep breath, and closes his eyes. You can do this, he tells himself. If you want to make it out of this alive, you're going to need these people, and you cannot panic.

After a long couple of minutes, he gets up and follows the others down to the square, mumbling an apology to his new companions for his weakness.

[BelGareth]

You all make your way downstairs, and then, being careful, you pull the door open slowly.

Nothing, no movement either way.

And so, again, slowly, you make your way across the street, as slow as possible. With some amount of skill, even for those who are not used to it.

The pounding stops abruptly, as the dwarf sees you all, and he starts yelling something, but nothing can be heard. Whatever the sphere of force that covered the city was, it blocked sound as well.

You manage to get right next to the dwarf, and after a small amount of time you manage to figure out what he is saying. Which is emphasized upon seeing his daughter, he drops his hammer, and seems to go to hug her, but realizes he cannot do anything, and so it ends into an awkward pose.

[Blinkbear]

Kara gulps, forgetting her own concerns while confronted with this tragedy. She slowly approaches Sarah to gently put a comforting hand on her shoulder.

"Maybe we could... write stuff on paper to communicate?"

[Archemist]

"Maybe we could... write stuff on paper to communicate?"

"That's a great idea! Dad!" Sarah smiles at her dad's kinda awkward attempt to hug. She motions to her bag, and then reaches in and takes out a sheet of paper and pen. She writes, "How can we be of help? What hath happened?" in big dwarven runes. (You may have heard that Dwarven is a somewhat clunky language.) She holds it up for him to see.

[BelGareth]

Sarahs father nods as he reads her writing, he yells back at another dwarf who comes forward in a rush, who then scrambles to get a pen and paper out, dropping almost half his satchel onto the floor. You recognize the dwarf as one of your fathers aides, he was a friendly dwarf, but managed to fumble things a lot.

Your father spoke and he wrote it down, then displaying it for you to read.

"I don't know, I don't think we can break through, but I've sent for my Nuncle Brenesteir, if anyone can, its him. You wait until he gets here, ok?"

You recall your great Nuncle Brenesteir, he is the Clan Paragon and chief IronHammer, if your father was calling him, things were in dire straights, but you know your Great Nuncle is capable of amazing deeds, and so his arrival may be the end of this, if anyone could break this damnable dome, it was him.

You begin to write, but the reactions of all the dwarfs on the other side start to change to startled and worried, with a few silent screams intermixed.

Turning around, you can all see a group of undead people shuffling towards you.


Map (https://docs.google.com/spreadsheets/d/1nQLMYKwALir0cR5TrkcTNZr0qShG3ADrihG0Yf4eCuo/edit?usp=sharing)

[Blinkbear]

Kara vigorously motions at the dwarf on the other side of the force field, first pointing at him, then she signals walking with her middle and index finger and points to her right (the dwarf's left). As the last act of her mime show, she gestures to bash a hammer against the force field repeatedly. She will then repeat this hoping that Sarah's father gets it, and whispers to the others: "Hope this keeps them busy. Let's get inside again." then she turns to move towards the houses again, with the ultimate goal of getting from the street as quickly as possible. While moving, she draws her shortbow.


My basic assumption is that the noise before came from the dwarf striking down on the force field. If this is wrong, I need to repost.

I think that the gesturing is enough to fill a standard action, she really tries to get her point through (the dwarf shall please walk over to the right side and make some sound). Then talking as a free action, moving as a move action (20 ft, silently) and finally drawing her bow during movement as a free action.

[Archemist]

You begin to write, but the reactions of all the dwarfs on the other side start to change to startled and worried, with a few silent screams intermixed.

Turning around, you can all see a group of undead people shuffling towards you.

"Oh no! They may get between us and the house! Fight through if we have to - maybe if we make these go away the others will know to leave us alone!

"Be right back, Dad!"

Sarah draws her axe, ready this time. She begins moving back towards the building slowly, casting her resistance spell on herself as she goes.

[Novabomb]

Saba

Moves swiftly, but fluidly to the edge of the street, preparing to hold if the others cannot make the house in time.

Double move to Y20

[Breitheamh]

Saul starts shaking in fear, but manages to get himself over toward the house and hides behind Saba's legs, drawing his dagger nervously and trying to hold his hand steady.

Hide [roll0]

My guess is that a big dude's legs may be partial cover, but there will probably be a few penalties tacked onto that Hide check.

[BelGareth]

Initiative

Kassandra 21
Z's 16
Rose 18
Saul 14
Sarah 11
Saba 8
AZ 8
Fons 7
Garreth 6


Map (https://docs.google.com/spreadsheets/d/1nQLMYKwALir0cR5TrkcTNZr0qShG3ADrihG0Yf4eCuo/edit?usp=sharing)


Kassandra can get an action before the zombies move up for dinner...er, combat.

[Archemist]

Sarah is sticking with her earlier action to sidle slowly towards the building.

[Novabomb]

Saba

Moves swiftly, but fluidly to the edge of the street, preparing to hold if the others cannot make the house in time.

Double move to Y20

If any of the zombies charge him, he will initiate counter charge.

[Blinkbear]

(re-declaration)

Kara vigorously motions at the dwarf on the other side of the force field, first pointing at him, then she signals walking with her middle and index finger and points to her right (the dwarf's left). As the last act of her mime show, she gestures to bash a hammer against the force field repeatedly. She will then repeat this hoping that Sarah's father gets it, and whispers to the others: "Hope this keeps them busy. Let's get inside again." then she turns to move towards the houses again, with the ultimate goal of getting from the street as quickly as possible. While moving, she draws her shortbow.


My basic assumption is that the noise before came from the dwarf striking down on the force field. If this is wrong, I need to repost.

I think that the gesturing is enough to fill a standard action, she really tries to get her point through (the dwarf shall please walk over to the right side and make some sound). Then talking as a free action, moving as a move action (20 ft, silently) and finally drawing her bow during movement as a free action.

[Breitheamh]

Saul starts shaking in fear, but manages to get himself over toward the house and hides behind Saba's legs, drawing his dagger nervously and trying to hold his hand steady.

Hide checks [roll0]

[Autopsibiofeeder]

Fons

Fons agrees that moving back to the house might be wise. He moves so that he is one of the last to enter the house, so he can shield the others. If it looks like they won´t make it inside in time, he will activate his Base energy node in preparation for battle.

Base centre: +2 Str, Dex and Con for 1 hour. I am assuming my Claws are still active (last 2 hours).

[BelGareth]

Initiative

Kassandra 21
Rose 18
Saul 14
Sarah 11
AZ 8
Fons 7
Garreth 6

The group splits up, most heading to the houses again, while the zombies shuffle closer still. It is obvious, one of the group of zombies looks different, as if he had a hunger behind his undead eyes.


https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/3a/e6/c7/3ae6c7ddee222a217a156f5759ca898c.jpg


Map (https://docs.google.com/spreadsheets/d/1nQLMYKwALir0cR5TrkcTNZr0qShG3ADrihG0Yf4eCuo/edit?usp=sharing)

[Autopsibiofeeder]

Fons

"To the western door. Hurry!" Fons moves southwards (W20) while urgung his new friends to safety. He keeps a keen eye on Jeff, who seems to have skipped breakfast this morning. When his comrades indeed move towards the western door, he will use his standard action to move westwards as well, keeping himself between the undead and the living.

Do we recognize him as Jeff, the guy from the horse-cart repair shop? :smallwink: :smalltongue:

[Blinkbear]

Kara

"My thoughts exactly!" she shouts while darting towards the door (and possibly into the house).


Run action for up to 160ft = 32 squares. From my current position, I think I can even make it to the western door.

[Breitheamh]

Still trembling in fear, Saul follows the lead of the braver looking warriors he's fallen in with and runs toward the western door.

Using Run action to move 120 feet or 24 squares to G29.

[Archemist]

Sarah follows the others. She knows she should get inside with the others, but leaving her dad is difficult. Plus, her shorter legs have to work twice as hard.

Running, but keeping a wary eye behind for speedy zombies.

[BelGareth]

You all manage to get into the doorway of the closest house, while Garreth and Tillot charge the undead shambling towards them!

They scream as they do, getting of a few arrows, and felling one zombie before you duck into the house, you hear screams and shouting, but not for long. Things die down, and the streets are quiet again.

The four of you share a knowing glance, and look around the room you entered for the first time.

It was a strange house, a table with four chairs, with a living room in the back, that was dark. An oil lamp sits on the table, and a crate of apples on the floor, half full. Cards litter the table, left seemingly in the middle of a game. The shutters in the front were strange, and made to dampen any light if closed.

If you had to guess, this was a smuggling den.

[Blinkbear]

Kara quickly closes the door. "Why didn't they run?" she winces. "Is, is there another entry?" She asks, while looking around, and stepping towards the shutters to cautiously close them too. "Where... Where do we go?"

[Autopsibiofeeder]

Fons

Being the last one to enter the building and hearing Kara´s plea, Fons slams the door shut. BAM!

"Hey!" Fons does not mean to be nasty, but he does mean to slam his friends out of the panic attack. "Take it easy..." his voice is soft and soothing now: "remember, we have the merciful and just Gods on our side." He smiles. "Have faith. We will manage this." He looks around and starts thinking. "Let´s all take some of these apples. We may need them as nourishment soon." Fons pockets a couple of apples, assured it can not violate his vow under these conditions.

"You have seen I am a warrior, I need to know what you think you are. We´ll have to work together and learn to know each other." Fons moves to find objects to bar the door. "It is us versus them...let´s show why the Gods have chosen us to survive!"

[Archemist]

Sarah just makes it inside as the door slams shut. "I just can't even right now, okay, ...Fons, was it? I can't believe those two would just charge the zombies instead of coming with us. Now what are we going to do?" She looks shaken by all this, but calms herself, breathing slowly a couple times. "We have to find a way out, to turn off that barrier or go under it or something."

"Scavenging food may be what it's come to, though. Who knows how long we'll be trapped in here." Her voice starts to crack again a little. "No. We have to survive. Let's be warriors, as you say."

[Blinkbear]

Kara

"I am not exactly a warrior, I guess. I know how to fence, I know how to shoot a bow. But you have seen how they react to such attacks.
I don't even know where to aim my arrows at. Normally I know where it hurts. But those creatures...
She pauses shortly to shrug off the memory of the lack of impression she made to it by piercing one of the creatures' main artery. "I know how to run though. And I know the city. My place is on the floor of a bakery. There is also a well not far away. And maybe you guys could teach me some, you know, more blunt techniques."

[Breitheamh]

Saul listens to the others as he tries to calm his breathing in a corner.

"I'm not much of a fighter," he finally says. "Matter of fact, I'm damn good at avoiding them, but I don't think that's much help with these things. All I'm good at is hiding, and..."

He hangs his head, ashamed, thinking of the two others who had almost certainly died giving them enough time to get to safety. "I don't know what I'm supposed to do." He takes a mournful bite out of a smaller apple.

[Autopsibiofeeder]

Fons

Fons smiles. "I am sure we´ll make one hell of a team," he says while continuing to barricade the door. "Let´s take this one step at a time. First survive this. If anyone has ranged weapons, maybe we can take them on from higher ground...a window upstairs or the roof." He keeps looking around for useful things.

[BelGareth]

Looking around, you see a stairwell, with a set of stairs that lead down, and up.

[Autopsibiofeeder]

Fons

"Maybe a team of two can check out what´s upstairs and downstairs? I´ll stay near the door to fend off what comes through." He listens for any indication what the undead are up to.

[Blinkbear]

Kara:

"I can go. I need to know where those stairs are going. I can also see quite nice in the dark." She smiles broadly, apparantly finally getting a hang of the situation again, focussing on her curiosity instead of the impending doom. "Someone wanna come downstairs? Sarah?"

[Archemist]

Kara:

"I can go. I need to know where those stairs are going. I can also see quite nice in the dark." She smiles broadly, apparantly finally getting a hang of the situation again, focussing on her curiosity instead of the impending doom. "Someone wanna come downstairs? Sarah?"

"Dark's fine with me. Sure. Nell seems to be headed that way already anyhow."

[BelGareth]

Upstairs

Moving upstairs, you find it opens to the whole floor, which is littered in rags of bedding, pillows, feathers and detritus of living are strewn about at what seems to be the sleeping quarters for a dozen people or so.

It's completely abandoned, and feels like everyone ran in a hurry.

Among the littered stuff, you find [roll0] silver pieces, [roll1] copper, and 1 gold coin. As well as several fine cigars in a box in the corner, a worn golden wedding band, a very nice knife, and a small black key.

Downstairs
The stairs lead down into the murky basement, which in and of itself is strange. Only rich folk, or taverns have basements. This one emptied into a large cellar like room, the floor is obvious with wear, and a big double door blocks any further progress. It seems to be locked.

[Archemist]

Upstairs

Moving upstairs, you find it opens to the whole floor, which is littered in rags of bedding, pillows, feathers and detritus of living are strewn about at what seems to be the sleeping quarters for a dozen people or so.

It's completely abandoned, and feels like everyone ran in a hurry.

Among the littered stuff, you find [roll0] silver pieces, [roll1] copper, and 1 gold coin. As well as several fine cigars in a box in the corner, a worn golden wedding band, a very nice knife, and a small black key.

Downstairs
The stairs lead down into the murky basement, which in and of itself is strange. Only rich folk, or taverns have basements. This one emptied into a large cellar like room, the floor is obvious with wear, and a big double door blocks any further progress. It seems to be locked.

Sarah knocks at the basement door. If there is no response, she tries again with her axe. She examines the door to see whether it might be able to just be broken open. "Thoughts?" she queries to Kara.

[Blinkbear]

Kara grins and puts a finger on her mouth, as if gesturing her to hush or to keep it a secret. She then nestles around in her pack to retrieve a small pack of tools wrapped in a piece of leather. She crouches in front of the door, further studying the closing mechanisms. Assuming she finds nothing unusual, she will try to pick the lock.


Take 20 on search for traps or other hidden mechanisms. -> 28

Then, she tries to open the lock. First three tries, if not successful, take 20 (hits DC 25).

[roll0]
[roll1]
[roll2]

[BelGareth]

You don't find anything on the lock that may be untoward, or out of place and attempt to unlock it with your picks. But fail to do so, it's just...out of your skill range.

If only there was a key somewhere?

Auto is on vacation for a bit, so its just you 3
don't worry nothing you guys cannot handle.

[Blinkbear]

Kara shrugs and looks very disappointed. "Sorry." She put together her tools again and then goes up the stairs again. "Maybe the others have found something upstairs."

Upon meeting the others again, she says: "There's a locked door downstairs, and I'd really like to know what's behind. The doors look solid, could also be a good bunker. You folks found something?"

Once someone has shown her the key she goes downstairs again to see if the key could match. Before she tries it out however, she first holds her ear against the door to see if she hears something behind it. If not, she tries out the key.

[BelGareth]

You hear....the trickle of water, but much less so a trickle, and more of a gentle lapping. As if...you try the key, the lock opens with a snap, no other sound comes from behind, and slowly edging the door open....you find an underground canal.

Water slaps against the sides of a stone jetty lazily in the dark, a single boat sites tied to one of the moorings, and a gang plank rests in its upright position, obviously used to haul cargo to and from the boats.


DING DING DING
Level up

[Blinkbear]

Kara grins, carefully closes the door again, secures the key on a piece of string and goes upstairs again.

Still grinning as if she had just won the lottery, she announces: "You'll never guess what I found!"

[Autopsibiofeeder]

Fons

Fons, still focused on the door and whatever may be going on outside, turns around and eyes kara quizzically. "A well of holy water? The high priest of Pelor with nothing else to do?" He sounds a bit cynical, but the expression on his face makes clear that he is making fun. An odd thing in itself: the wolf-man must have a lot of faith in the quality of his own fate. He peers outside a second and then turns to Kara with big, round eyes: "Honey-cakes?"

[Archemist]

Fons

Fons, still focused on the door and whatever may be going on outside, turns around and eyes kara quizzically. "A well of holy water? The high priest of Pelor with nothing else to do?" He sounds a bit cynical, but the expression on his face makes clear that he is making fun. An odd thing in itself: the wolf-man must have a lot of faith in the quality of his own fate. He peers outside a second and then turns to Kara with big, round eyes: "Honey-cakes?"

"I'm kinda hoping for honey-cakes, myself," Sarah adds.

[Breitheamh]

Saul mumbles, "I guess I'll go search upstairs, then," as the others head down to the basement.

He cautiously searches through everything, pocketing everything useful, and heads back downstairs.

He gives Kara a quizzical look when she mentions the locked door. "You think this might fit?" he asks, producing the small black key and grinning slightly, the first thing resembling a smile that he's given all day.

[Blinkbear]

Seeing all the expectant faces, Kara suddenly feels a bit bad for having built up their hopes about sweets. "Not quite," she starts her explanation, "Not as sweet maybe, but more exciting instead. The door downstairs leads to some underground canal!"

[Autopsibiofeeder]

Fons

"Oh, nice, that might be our way out of here." Fons looks at his new companions: "Anyone know where the canal leads?"

[Blinkbear]

Kara

"No idea. I didn't even know there were underground canals... Probably smugglers used it... So, what would be logical... Hmmm.... She thinks for a moment. Why don't we just walk down and see where it leads? Kara suddenly looks slightly startled. That had not been her thought. Or had it?


Using Knowledge (Local) and (Geography) to find out what would be a reasonable place this canals could lead to.
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[Blinkbear]

"Probably they lead to the pirate dens at the docks in the south." Kara concludes.

[Autopsibiofeeder]

Fons

"Allright. I guess that makes sense." Guessing is what he is doing indeed, he has no clue and that is quite obvious. "Good job, Kara." He looks around and asks with genuine concern: "Is everyone still allright?" He skewers an apple on his right claw and starts munching it. "We´ll be fine." He is hoping that a display of physical prowess and mental calm may rub off on the others, calming everyone down a bit. "It´s just heaps of rotting muscle we face. If we use our heads, we may be able to save our friends and family."

[Archemist]

"Was anyone wounded by them before we closed the door?" Sarah checks, just in case, sounding concerned.

"Having seen them a few times now, I think we need to resolve to hurt them if we must. I don't like it, but I can't believe those shambling people could kill our friends if they had any shred of their senses left."

[BelGareth]

Chapter 2: New Friends (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showthread.php?511269-Cloud-City-IC-Chapter-2)