Picking up the black card, Talo says, “Continue on the same path… Aye?”
Talo looks expectantly to Kradorn for confirmation. On the route Talo casts a healing spell on Kradorn, Cynan, and Gordon in hopes of ensuring they are as near perfect health as possible.
Gildor says,”Oh we might be done on this level. Well how about going up a level? If there is a level up? If no upper level we can go down one level again. I’d say we clear 1/4 of a level left then come back here for rest breaks for safety then go back up and clear 1/4 right and come back again. And alternate until it’s clear. We can do this plan up or down. If no objections let’s go.”
Continue reading “91. Pod people”
Gildor says, “Let’s get Gordon to the first medicine room we used, as the robot things may know what is going on and might be able to help him. We can move in formation and with some haste but we don’t need to get involved in any scuffles along the way, unless it’s unavoidable, unless Kradorn needs us to do something else first or instead.”
Gildor gets his needler taken care of and tells Saphiria, “Come along Saphiria. Time to move along.”
Continue reading “90. The surgeon will see you now”
Talo is hovering close to the medical golem watching with rapt attention
at all of the alchemy and arcane mysteries as Kalam is being restored
when the dwarves come in. As quickly as his stumpy legs will carry him,
the cleric rushes to the side of the king and assesses if Thraim’s body
is still viable. Realizing the departed monarch, Talo hums a prayer to
Clanggedin to accompany his soul to the courts of the soul-forger.
war-priest then administers aid to the two remaining dwarves with
instruction about rest. He works hard to stay out of the way of the
Continue reading “84. Breaking & Entering”
The party head south, around the balcony and out of the smoke, searching
the floor for any sign of a trail. They pass an open doorway on their
left, the large room beyond filled with tables and chairs, some sort of
feasting room it appears. The tables are covered with vases, glasses and
cutlery and some have piles of what was presumably once food. There are
only two occupants, the first is a skeleton sat at one of the tables
and the other is a golem, its androgynous face an identical match for
the medical golem, though this one is coloured black with a thick white
stripe down its chest.
Continue reading “83. If you’d just like to take your seat sir”
Gordon points to a smear of blood on the floor
by the nearest table, it is heading south east. The golem takes a
moment to notice the party, before stepping forward, bowing to them and
then launching into a stream of friendly, though incomprehensible,
It walks up to Kradorn and takes him firmly (very firmly)
by the arm, talking all the time in its own cheerful tone. It takes two
steps away from Kradorn before realising he isn’t coming with it and
then pulls him along with its considerable (18/50) strength towards the
table with the skeleton and its plates of moldy and rotten food.
Kalam stopped in his tracks and strained his senses to see if he could gain some more information about the possibility of a predators near them, crossbow at the ready.
Continue reading “81. Medbots, Displacer Beasts & Phase Spiders”
Kalam tries but the dwarves around him are a bit noisy and he is in the middle of the party.
Gildor, hearing Kradorns signals, stops immediately and looks for movement or any sounds or signs of the beast and takes note of the smells as he makes sure he is positioned in the middle of the group.
Being in the middle of the group hampers Gildor’s senses somewhat but he’s sure he hears the padding of many feet off to the south, perhaps a group of vege-pygmies?
Gildor makes sure to look behind them also just to make sure nothing is sneaking up on them too.
He can’t see anything coming up behind them. The security golem is still at the far end of the eastern corridor watching impassively.