Crypts of Chaos

Korgan0 · Post by **Korgan0** » Mon Jul 09, 2012 1:34 pm

"Well, I'm sure he'll be fine. Anybody else want to try their luck?"

Ancient History · Post by **Ancient History** » Mon Jul 09, 2012 3:01 pm

The wall shifts back, rotates, and Cadwyn accompanies the wall as it shifts.

Ancient History · Post by **Ancient History** » Mon Jul 09, 2012 5:30 pm

The south wall shifts, rotates, and Cadwyn appears again. The levers reset. From the north hall comes an echoing growl and the sound of running feet as Cadwyn's hound bounds at his master in a bull rush.

Cadwyn gets an attack of opportunity.

Avoraciopoctules · Post by **Avoraciopoctules** » Mon Jul 09, 2012 5:35 pm

Not sure if he wants to get involved with such powerful and unpredictable magic, Olaf shouts congratulations down the hall and goes back to Searching the Northern hallway. He no longer bothers with stealth, assuming the noise involved in the monster's defeat must have been noticeable in adjacent rooms. Unless he finds something suspicious, he advances to the next room.

Whatever · Post by **Whatever** » Mon Jul 09, 2012 5:37 pm

Cadwyn calls out "Stay back! This is my fight!" and thrusts his longspear forward at the dog.

ooc: I don't suppose he has time to ready the spear against a charge?

Ancient History · Post by **Ancient History** » Mon Jul 09, 2012 5:48 pm

[It's not a charge, so no.]

The dog practically impales itself against the spear, yelping in pain as the weapon wedges in its chest, but the momentum carries it into Cadwyn and knocks him prone. Blood-flecked spittle dripping from his fangs, the dog clamps its jaws around it's master's head and tries to bite Cadwyn's face off. [Cadwyn takes 4 points of damage]

Avoraciopoctules · Post by **Avoraciopoctules** » Mon Jul 09, 2012 5:55 pm

{I have no idea whether the dog is going to attack someone else if it wins. If you do elect to stay out of the fight, you should still probably be prepared for trouble.}

Whatever · Post by **Whatever** » Mon Jul 09, 2012 5:55 pm

Cadwyn draws his new dagger from its sheath and attempts to stab Terrwyn from below.

Ancient History · Post by **Ancient History** » Mon Jul 09, 2012 6:02 pm

*Sliich* With a wet whimper, the dog's body tenses and then goes slack, life fleeing from it.

[Cadwyn gains enough XP to go up one level.]

Whatever · Post by **Whatever** » Mon Jul 09, 2012 6:11 pm

Cadwyn gets to his feet, and wipes off the dagger, his expression at once grim and resigned. Seeing the others staring, he says, "Do not run to learn your fate. The price is high, and the truth cannot be turned aside."

He extracts his spear from the carcass, and begins sorting through the saddlebags.

Prak · Post by **Prak** » Mon Jul 09, 2012 7:42 pm

The metal man steps towards Archibald, "What's the game?"

Whatever · Post by **Whatever** » Mon Jul 09, 2012 8:56 pm

"Game? Fortune plays no games, tin man." Cadwyn says, "And you mock her at your peril. But go, if you dare. Behind the wall. Draw your cards, and see if your fate is as black as mine."

Prak · Post by **Prak** » Mon Jul 09, 2012 9:05 pm

"Er... perhaps this is the point where I should remind you I'm not from around here and have no clue what a lot of this is..." Aracanis rolls his eyes and sighs, a surprising expression of frustration to come from a being with no lungs and glowing slits instead of ocular orbs, and walks over to the levers, "It was the right one, right?"

Ancient History · Post by **Ancient History** » Mon Jul 09, 2012 9:28 pm

Just a recap of where everyone is at: Kai is at the entrance to the north, Olaf is somewhere in the north corridor, Aracanis is by the south wall wit the levers, Cadwyn and Archibald are a little farther off, and everyone else is in or near the entrance eastern corridor.

Whatever · Post by **Whatever** » Mon Jul 09, 2012 9:30 pm

Cadwyn nods, "The right, yes. And we are all strangers here. Some more strange than others."

Prak · Post by **Prak** » Mon Jul 09, 2012 9:32 pm

"Do you know what a blaster pistol is? Antigrav lifters? Thermal Visioning lenses? If any of these are alien to you, imagine what is common to you that may be alien to me. That ooze, for instance!" Aracanis puts a hand on the right lever, "I'll be back." He pulls it.

Ancient History · Post by **Ancient History** » Mon Jul 09, 2012 9:49 pm

The wall retracts, rotates, and carried Aracanis out of sight.

Avoraciopoctules · Post by **Avoraciopoctules** » Tue Jul 10, 2012 12:05 am

Ancient History wrote:Just a recap of where everyone is at: Kai is at the entrance to the north, Olaf is somewhere in the north corridor, Aracanis is by the south wall wit the levers, Cadwyn and Archibald are a little farther off, and everyone else is in or near the entrance eastern corridor.

Olaf continues North until he notices something interesting.

EDIT: his lantern is lit.

Ancient History · Post by **Ancient History** » Tue Jul 10, 2012 12:18 am

The only thing interesting so far are the carvings on the walls [I'm assuming you're still proceeding slowly, checking for traps, let me know if you just want to saunter into the darkness with a manly devil-may-care swagger], which are growing progressively more hurried and darker of theme. There seems to be a preponderance of skulls and dying people of different races being pulled apart by formless claws from the shadows, bodies rent and broken by terrible and cruel mechanical traps, creatures crawling, dying from hunger and thirst... and the hallways goes on.

Whatever · Post by **Whatever** » Tue Jul 10, 2012 12:43 am

Cadwyn finishes sorting through the saddlebags. He hoists one over his left shoulder, and gestures to the other "There's a coil of rope in there, if anyone feels up to carrying it. And some dried meat and roasted grain for the dog. Now. You said something about a magic axe?" he asks Archibald. He doesn't seem concerned about Aracanis's fate.

Avoraciopoctules · Post by **Avoraciopoctules** » Tue Jul 10, 2012 12:59 am

Ancient History wrote:[I'm assuming you're still proceeding slowly, checking for traps]

Yes, for the time being.

Ancient History wrote:There seems to be a preponderance of skulls and dying people of different races being pulled apart by formless claws from the shadows, bodies rent and broken by terrible and cruel mechanical traps, creatures crawling, dying from hunger and thirst... and the hallways goes on.

Olaf continues, occasionally knocking on walls when the carvings get dense enough to easily conceal the cracks of a secret door.

Ancient History · Post by **Ancient History** » Tue Jul 10, 2012 1:09 am

In Room 00, the shadows coalesce once more in the center of the room, and as they flee they leave behind a new humanoid, who drops limply to the floor.

Prak · Post by **Prak** » Tue Jul 10, 2012 1:15 am

Kothre pushes herself up from the face down position angrily yelling "-and another thing, you god-blighted, bigoted shit! I-" Suddenly she stops yelling and looks around, her long reddish hair whipping around with her head, "ah fuck, and now I'm in Hell." She pushes herself the rest of the way to her thick booted feet, flexing her hand, the spiked gauntlet softly clinking. "Ok... so, what, are the torturers out for coffee and a smoke?"

Koumei · Post by **Koumei** » Tue Jul 10, 2012 1:32 am

Surprised at the lightning blast that stole her kill detonated the ooze for her, Dreiden remains "on fire" and heads on to catch up with the others - not expecting to hear about levers and rotating platforms and cards.

"Wait... what?"

Korgan0 · Post by **Korgan0** » Tue Jul 10, 2012 4:04 am

What? Eh? Who the devil are you? Oh, it's no matter. We're all going to die, anyways. I came out of that room a different person than therm who went in- it wasn't pleasant. Let's get out of this place.

Archibald follows Olaf, looking for something interesting. Is there anything that looks like writing?