(2705) TaliesinNYC: in the meantime, we now return you to Grinkle and
Amreth and company
(2705) TaliesinNYC: in the
meantime, we now return you to Grinkle and Amreth and company (2710) Zane: wow - from four to eight next week.
cool. (2775) Dakkas (exit): (2704) Amreth: Grinkle is going to end up
Amreth's bestest bud. Attempting to ENABLE moderation in the current
room... Server Administrator-> This channel is now moderated (2705) DM: ** (8) Olbernath smirks, "You
really grabbed the cream o' the crop." **
** Grinkle holds up both hands. **
** (1) Hile walks up with Vadania on his back **
** (3) Amreth waits a moment, wondering if that's the whole count he's going to
** Grinkle holds up nine more fingers. **
(3) Amreth: "Nineteen, huh."
(19) Grinkle: "Lotz." (nodding)
(6) Fildin: "That will keep us busy..." Fildin mutters.
** (8) Olbernath looks dubious of Grinkle's counting ability. **
(3) Amreth: "Hope that's accurate, for your sake. So, what's your
(19) Grinkle: Big cheez in da bed place.
(19) Grinkle: "Him Julla."
(19) Grinkle: Me Grinkle.
(1) Vadania: "You complain about me trying to save an animal and you are
going to let one of them go free?"
(3) Amreth: "Julla, that's good. Alright, Grinkle, you see this?" he
asks, picking another lion out of his pouch, "This is yours, too. No more
rat piss ale for Grinkle."
** (20) Ruth keeps watch outside the interrogation, listening quietly by the
(3) Amreth: "He's of no threat to us, the beast was."
(19) Grinkle: "Okay."
** Grinkle stares at the lion like a small child. **
** (3) Amreth places that coin, too, in Grinkle's hand, "Anyone got some
** (1) Vadania snorts but says nothing **
** (6) Fildin shakes his head no. **
(19) Grinkle: You tak me wid you?
(3) Amreth: "Well, cut that leather armor up, will you, and tie this
sucker up?" he tries to plug Grinkle's mouth with the gag again,
"Don't worry, big fella."
(19) Grinkle: Smut an' Cheff in da boo...da boo...da smartz place.
** (3) Amreth withdraws the gag, "Oh, one more thing, where's this bed
** Grinkle points back where you found him. **
(1) Vadania: "You willin to help us kill the others?"
(19) Grinkle: "Me nub gud killin. Me bedder at
** (29) Joryn narrows his eyes at the hobgoblin. "Books?"
** (3) Amreth cocks a brow at the hobgoblin, "Down the hall where you came
(19) Grinkle: "Yub. Da boo...da boo...da smartz place."
(19) Grinkle: "Um, near dere. Down dere."
(3) Amreth: "Well, we know what we need to, generally. Numbers and
locations of important kin of his," he says, stuffinf the gag back in his
mouth while he's speaking, "You stay quiet, and stay put, and I'll
personally treat you to roast boar once we're done here and we come back to set
you off on your own."
(6) Fildin: "Yep, a layout would definately have helped us..."
** (29) Joryn raises a brow at the others. "D'yeh
think these idiots would be able t' learn wizardry?" **
** (3) Amreth tries to help the hobber up first, "I doubt it, but
anything's possible I guess. Stupidity isn't universal among any of the
intelligent critters. Might be whoever this Smut is, isn't one of his
** (8) Olbernath grunts, "Be surprised if this one could tie his own
(6) Fildin: "Well, are we ready to go then? It appears we have a lot more
to remove." ** (29) Joryn growls. "Might be... we should be
careful anyway" **
** (3) Amreth lookds to Vadania, "And do you think he can be trusted to
comply? He's more likely to be emboldened in proximity to his more capable kin,
and set them on us." **
** (1) Vadania nods "Would be a fun game for him to play" **
(1) Vadania: "Grinkle do you like games?"
** (3) Amreth removes the gag for the moment. **
** (20) Ruth peeks in from the door to add, "If one of them is smart
enough to use wizardry, yet is not big cheez, Julla must be pretty capable as
** Grinkle nods. **
(19) Grinkle: Yub.
(3) Amreth: "How 'bout games that earn you a
whole heap of shinies?"
(19) Grinkle: Me nub inter...inter....lik shinies.
(19) Grinkle: Me lik fud.
(3) Amreth: "Yeah, and how's your kin feed ya? I bet they give you scraps,
(19) Grinkle: Yub. (frown)
(19) Grinkle: Oooo who dere?
** Grinkle looks this way and that. **
(19) Grinkle: Sumwun tak in hed.
** (3) Amreth waits for Vanadia to relay her idea to him. **
** (3) Amreth points to the hin druid, for his edification. **
** (1) Vadania smiles "Sorry Grinkle that was me. So would you be willing
to help us get rid of the others?" **
(19) Grinkle: Me wan fud. Me lik fud.Me hungry.
(19) Grinkle: Um okay.
(19) Grinkle: Me bedder foodin, nub killin.
(1) Vadania: "Do you think you could get the others to come down here one
at a time?"
** (3) Amreth chews his inner cheek a moment, then hides his dagger away, and
drops his pack to the floor, picking his way through its contents, and dropping
a bundle of salted pork and hardtack buscuits in his lap, "This'll have to
do for the moment." **
** (3) Amreth stands to his feet, and wanders over to where the guttered
hobgoblin lay to collect his other dager he'd forgotten about. **
** (1) Vadania waits quietly for Grinkle's response **
(19) Grinkle: Hm. Some onyuns, an leebs an....hm. (thinks)
(19) Grinkle: "Okay." ** (1) Vadania digs into her Herb pouch and pulls out some
Oregano, Asparagus Root, and Chives. "These may be good to cook
(19) Grinkle: "Yub." (takes the herbs)
(1) Vadania: "Ok now before you can do any cooking, We need you to get one
of the others down here without telling him we are down here"
(19) Grinkle: "Um, okay. But...but...you wan big cheez too?"
(1) Vadania: "Not right away, just one of his cornies for now"
(19) Grinkle: "Okay."
** Grinkle gets up shakily, then looks out the
doorway. "Me go gets Lucky now." **
** (3) Amreth retrieves his dagger, and walks back over to crouch next to
Grinkle, "Look, mate. I don't really care if you're goblin kin, or if
you're a dwarf. I don't want to kill you unless I have to. I'd personally
rather you go on livin' and eatin', since you're nub good at the killin'.
You've not harmed me, so I won't harm you. But if you cross us in this, that
changes the rules. You can die with your kin, or you can go on living and stuffing
your belly. Your choice." **
(19) Grinkle: "Huh?"
** Grinkle looks dumbly at Amreth. "Lotz...lotz...lotza
(1) Vadania: "Ok Grinkle, after you gets Lucky you can cook all of some
(3) Amreth: "Never mind, Grinkle. Just get to it, and don't cross us, will
(19) Grinkle: "Um, okay." (sets out the door
shakily then walks up the wooden stairs)
(3) Amreth: "This'll never work."
** (1) Vadania looks around the room for a place that Hile can hide **
(19) DM: ((LOL!!!)))
(3) Amreth: "Even if he's meaning to do what we ask, he's about to piss
(19) DM: ((oh god I'm dying here...))
(6) Fildin: "Then why send him off?" Fildin just shakes his head
** (3) Amreth shrugs, "Don't really feel like arguing, and it wasn't my
idea anyway. **
(1) Vadania: "Lets just setup the ambush"
(6) Fildin: "Spokes, rim, axles... spokes, rims axles..." he mutters
a few times.
** (1) Vadania mews to hile points to a dark corner **
** (3) Amreth shrugs, and positions himself near the door, back against the
wall, swords drawn, and whispers a quiet prayer to Tymora for heaping helping
of sheer, dumb luck. **
** (6) Fildin moves back across the pit to the relative safety of the far side.
** (1) Vadania quickly finds some place to hide and wait **
** (20) Ruth comes back to the room suppressing laughter, "I can hardly
wait to find out what he will bring back." **
** (6) Fildin tries to find something to hide behind over there, where he can
still watch what happens. **
(20) Ruth: "Julla probably would not believe him if he told the truth
** (3) Amreth frowns at her, "Hopefully not a whole host of his kin. I'd
hate to kill 'em. Far as hobgoblins go, he's a right nice fellow. An you know, he was cleanin'. You could have yourself your
first indentured servant, if he survives." **
** (20) Ruth crouches down in the southwest corner of the room to wait. **
(19) DM: You smell Grinkle way before he comes back.
(3) Amreth: ((hehe))
(20) Ruth: "My first indentured servant, hmm."
** (3) Amreth holds a finger to his lips. **
** Grinkle leads someone in tow. "Julla wan see you, okay? You
** (3) Amreth nods to the doorway. **
(19) Lucky: Me stink becuz me bring gud luck. Me nub wash. You knows dat, stoopid!
** (1) Vadania motions to Hile after Lucky is all the way in the room **
(19) Grinkle: Um, okay. Thru dere.
** Grinkle pushes a hobgoblin into the room. **
(19) DM: He's shorter than Grinkle and fouler smelling. And wearing a belt
filled with fingers.
** (3) Amreth lunges at Lucky as he passes through the door, and tries to wrap
his right hand over the goblin's mouth, and plunge his sword into his left rid
cage. [1d20+2] -> [8,2] = (10) -> [15,2] ->
(15, 2) = (17) **
(19) Lucky: HAY! You nub hobgoblins!!!
(19) DM: (hit)
(19) DM: (damage)
(3) Amreth: Damage: [2d6+2] -> [3,1,2] = (6) -> [4,3,2] -> (4, 3, 2) =
(19) DM: The hobgoblin coughs up blood, and drops dead.
** (3) Amreth arches a brow at the others, and then turns to Grinkle. **
** (1) Hile leaps out of his hiding spot just as the goblin drops dead **
** Grinkle throws his hands up to his face and peeks out of a raised finger. **
** (6) Fildin nods to himself where he is hidden. **
** (1) Vadania steps out of hiding "Gotta be faster next time Hile, it
isnt just you and I any more" **
** (3) Amreth curls a finger at Grinkle to \get him to come in, "Good
** Grinkle sighs with relief. "Okay, boss." **
(3) Amreth: "Damn good work. I'll cook you a whole half a cow on a spit
myself when we're done."
(1) Vadania: "Well I am hungry, could you cook us some food Grinkle, while
we remove this stench?"
** (3) Amreth wipes the blade on lucky's clothing, sheathes it, then drags the corpse over to the pit. **
(19) Grinkle: Erm...da kit...da kit...da fud place is thru dere. (points out the N door in area 14)
(3) Amreth: "Anyone in there?
(6) Fildin: (( where the voices had come from, yes? ))
(19) Grinkle: Backtalk be dere. Him nub here in da hed.
(points to his head)
(3) Amreth: ((Those were through the doro just below the 18))
(19) DM: (yes. through the door in 14, not 18.)
** (3) Amreth smirks at Grinkle, "Well, go fetch him, will you? Then you
can have the kitchen to yourself." **
(19) Grinkle: Er, me sc...me sc...fraid
(3) Amreth: "He the only one in there?"
(19) Grinkle: Yub.
(3) Amreth: "Then we'll go to him, eh?"
(19) Grinkle: "Okay."
(3) Amreth: "You just get in there and make sure he's got his back
(1) Vadania: "Tell him the monkey that was here is going crazy and you
need his help, maybe?"
(19) Grinkle: "Um, okay." (looks less sure
of himself now)
** (20) Ruth gives a calculating look at the pit in the middle of the room,
then nods to herself, "Good and wide, should all fit." **
(3) Amreth: Alrighty. (2718) Jess: ((Oops sorry was AFK. Give me a
minute.)) (2757) Spellaxe (enter): (2757) Spellaxe (exit): (2757) Spellaxe (enter): (2757) Spellaxe (exit): (2704) Amreth: Wish he'd decide whether he's
comin' or goin'. (2705) Grinkle: Er....me sc...me sc...fraid Backtalk. (2705) DM: ((you're in area 14 I think.)) (2705) DM: ((let me describe the room again)) (2710) Fildin: (( actually we were waiting out
in room 13, with the pit. )) (2710) Fildin: (( that's
where Amreth was having Gringle lead the others. )) (2705) DM: This is a moderate-sized corridor,
about 30' x 20' and has an open archway in the south wall. (ignore
the compass rose on the map) Beyond the archway can be seen a flight of wooden
stairs leading up. Wooden doors in the west and north wall are unlocked. There
are sconces in the walls for holding torches but these are empty. A dead
hobgoblin is here on the floor (slain by you). (2705) DM: ((ok)) (2704) Amreth: ((Well, poor UnLucky is in
the pit now.)) (2716) Bedeo: ((Bye all, ooc emergency so I
have to run)) (2716) Bedeo: Disconnecting
from server... (2716) Bedeo (exit): (2705) Grinkle: Um, yub want me get
oth...oth...hobs? Me hungry. ** (2710) Fildin makes himself more comfortable in
his hiding spot ((in room 13)), finding a spot where he can peek out and watch.
But he lets himself relax for now, letting Amreth take care of things. ** ** (2704) Amreth scratches at the stubble of his neck while he thinks a
moment, "Our plan is working thus far, don't see any reral need to change
what we're doing. Besides, what's there to be 'fraid of? Nothin'
Backtalk can do to you if he's dead, eh?" ** (2705) Grinkle: Um...he big. An
he has big knife. Lik chop ear. (holds his ear) (2704) Amreth: ((Kitchen is 16, right?)) (2704) Amreth: ((Or 17?)) (2705) Grinkle: Smut tol him to do dishes. (2705) DM: ((you don't know. :) )) (2704) Amreth: ((Lemme scroll up, I thought
I'd asked him..)) (2705) DM: ((I don't think you scouted that far
ahead and I'm not using fog on this server)) (2704) Amreth: ((Ah. Guess I remember
*planning to ask, not actually asking.)) ** (2704) Amreth chews the inside of his cheek a
moment, "Fine, if you're that scared of him, we'll just have to go to him.
You head out to the kitche, I'll follow you as you signal there ain't none of your mates around, and the rest will follow me. Once
we get to the kitchen, though, you get in there and keep his back turned to the
door, so he don't see me sneakin' up on him." ** (2705) Grinkle: Um, okay. (is
slightly more confident now) ** (2704) Amreth grins at Grinkle, and gives a nod towards
the door, "Don't fret none. We won't let that
sack of orc piss Backtalk hurt you." ** ** Grinkle heads out of the pit room and heads to the northern door.
** ** Grinkle opens it and slips inside. Loud cursing
can be heard from behind the now open door. ** ** (2704) Amreth cocks a brow, and backs up against
the wall near the door, grumbling at the verbosity of the cursing. ** (2745) Sir. Viktor
(exit): ** (2710) Fildin looks around to see if anyone else
is following Amreth or not. Seeing no movement, he decides he beeter go, just
in case. So he makes his way out and back over to the door to 14, peeking
around the door edge to the north, where Amreth went. ** ** (2725) Ruth follows a short way behind Amreth,
keeping her distance to avoid giving them away.(about
20 ft behind him.) ** (2705) Grinkle: The room beyond is a large
feasting and dining room. Piled high on a long wooden table and stacked on the
floor are heaps of dirty dishes, cups, spoons and leftovers from what seems to
have been a frenzied food fight. The room is littered with debris. A half-eaten
haunch of roast beef sitting in a pool of congealed grease greets you as you
A lone cursing hobgoblin is collecting dishes into a pile. A gruesome necklace
of fingers can be seen around his neck. He doesn't seem to see you (or Grinkle,
who gingerly steps over the haunch of meat). (2705) DM: (whoops lol) (2710) Fildin: (( so still in 13, just being
nearby in case Amreth needs help )) (2705) DM: There is a loud crash inside... ** Grinkle can be heard whimpering. A whoosh, followed by something smashing against a wall. ** (2700) Klaus (exit): (2705) Grinkle: HAY! Nub hurt me! Me hungry! ** (2704) Amreth cocks his head to peer around the
door frame into the kitchen, and bites his lip, whispering to himself, "..Don't go gettin' yourself hurt, damnit." ** (2705) Voice: Get owt, stoopid! Me busy! (smash) (2705) DM: A ceramic dish flies against one
wall and shatters into bits. ** (2710) Fildin looks over at Amreth from his spot
in the doorway, waiting for any sign from him to act. ** ** Grinkle is heading to the door at top speed,
carrying a leg of greasy lamb as he tries to avoid tripping on the haunch of
beef and avoid the angry hobgoblin behind him. ** (2705) DM: ((his back was turned for a second,
then he swiped a leg of lamb from the table, then Backtalk came after him and
started throwing dishes at Grinkle, so Grinkle is trying to flee the room)) ** (2704) Amreth presses his back against the wall
again as Grinkle sprints past him, and rolls his eyes, grumbling again,
"..Wonderful," he mutters to himself, waiting for his pursuer. ** (2705) TaliesinNYC: [1d20] ->  = (15) ** Grinkle hops over the haunch of beef and flees out
of the room whimpering. ** (2705) Backtalk: An stay owt! (throws a dish out of the room at Grinkle) whispering to TaliesinNYC, [1d20] ->  =
(2) (2705) DM: The platter flies to the right, wide
of Grinkle and shatters on the floor. ** (2704) Amreth counts to five, and peers into the
room again, hoping to find Backtalk's back to facing him. ** (2705) DM: ((yes, gathering dishes into a pile
and cursing.)) whispering to TaliesinNYC, [1d20+4] -> [16,4] = (20) ** Grinkle exits the entrance corridor and enters the
pit room (13). ** ** (2704) Amreth sets his jaw and slips through the
door slowly, eyeing the weapon and the hobgoblin's movements carefully as he
attempts to silently move himself into position to cut the big bastard's throat
from behind. ** (2705) TaliesinNYC: [1d20] ->  = (18) (2705) Backtalk: Whazzat? Yub beddernub be
back! (turns around) (2705) Backtalk: Yub nub hobgoblin! (pulls out a morningstar) (2705) DM: (init) (2725) Ruth: Initiative: [1d20+1] -> [10,1] = (11) ** (2704) Amreth doesn't give Backltalk a chance to
react, and hurls himself into a sprint, both blades poised to piece his over
large gut. ** (2710) Fildin: Initiative: [1d20+3] -> [15,3] = (18) whispering to TaliesinNYC, [1d20] ->  =
(11) (2704) Amreth: [1d20+4] -> [9,4] = (13) (2705) DM: (18, Amreth) (2704) Amreth: ((Damn, brb)) (2710) Fildin: (( you mean Fildin, right? :P )) (2705) DM: ((yes, sorry)) (2705) DM: ((13 is a miss)) (2705) DM: (13, Am) (2704) Amreth: ((? That was init)) (2705) DM: (oh forget it, lol. 18, Fil) ** (2710) Fildin hears the hobgoblin talking and
figures that Amreth's plan was ruined, so he moves into the next room (room 14)
to get a better view as he removes his sling from his belt and loads it,
preparing to fire it off. (done) ** (2705) DM: (13, Am) (2705) DM: (to Fil, all you can see is an open
door to 15, although you can hear the sound of combat from within. you also
hear "HAY! Yub nub hobgoblin!") ** (2704) Amreth lunges at the
hobgoblin, and stabs with both blades at the big bastard's gut. ** (2704) Amreth: [1d20+2] -> [5,2] = (7)
Right, and [1d20+2] -> [18,2] = (20) Left. (2705) DM: (20 is a hit) (2705) DM: (damage) (2704) Amreth: [1d6+1] -> [4,1] = (5)
Left-hand blade damage. ** Backtalk lets go of his morningstar and falls
over, dead. ** ** (2704) Amreth wrenches the blade free of the
hobgoblin's gut, "Don't wanna hear no more backtalk from ya, hear?" ** ** (2725) Ruth follows Amreth into the room, but sees
the fight is already over. ** (2705) Backtalk: Silence reigns over the
room... (2705) DM: (geesh) ** (2710) Fildin enters the room shortly after Ruth,
and sees the same sight. He just smiles at Amreth's work and puts his sling
away. "Guess you didn't need any help then after all." ** ** (2704) Amreth wipes the blade clean on Backtalk's
armor, and sheathes it, "This is going to end up earning me a nice little
profit," he says, turning to wink at Ruth, "Where'd that coward get
off to?" ** (2710) Fildin: "Hmm, good question, I was
concentrating on you when he ran out." ** (2725) Ruth smiles back, "Handled with the
expected expert efficiency, I see." ** ** (2704) Amreth glances back down at the corpse, and
then up again and around the room, "Don't much want to carry this hefty
fellow to the pit.." ** (2710) Fildin: "Then leave him here. If he do this right, no one else will come down here anyway." (2725) Ruth: "If we leave him, he will
give this place an even worse smell." (2705) DM: As noted before, the room is a mess.
A wooden door to the north in the far right corner of the room is open. (2704) Amreth: "We'll just have to
clean him up afterwards. Hopefully this won't take too long," he says,
turning to leave the room, "See what's in the other room, I'm gonna
backtrack and see if I can't find out 'friend.'" (2710) Fildin: "It's your place Ruth. Just offering an idea." (2725) Ruth: "I will just have to remember
to haul it out before the evening." ** (2704) Amreth strides out of the room, and back
the way they'd come. ** ** (2704) Amreth glances through the door to the
hallway, then through the door to the room with the pit. ** ** (2710) Fildin nods to Ruth and moves to the back room (room 16) to
check it out. He moves to the open door and peers in, expecting anyone
there to have heard things, but being slightly cautious still. ** ** (2725) Ruth follows Fildin to the indicated door,
stepping carefully over the mess in the kitchen. ** (2704) Amreth: "Grinkle," he
hisses through clenched teeth, barely at a whisper, "The hell'd you get
off to?" ** Grinkle is gnawing on a greasy leg of lamb. ** (2705) DM: (in a corner of the room) ** (2704) Amreth slides the other blade home and
steps into the pit room, "Thought you'd gone and made a run for it. Guess
you're keen on holdin' me to that promise, eh?" ** (2710) Fildin: (( anything about room 16? )) ** (2704) Amreth gestures for Grinkle to follow him,
"Backtalk's dead. Come. Let's go back and finds the others." ** (2705) DM: This appears to be a well-stocked
(if incredibly messy) kitchen. (2705) DM: In the fireplace is a considerable
amount of ash. An iron door in the west wall stands closed. (2705) DM: It seems to be somewhat damp. ** Grinkle looks up from his meal and mumbles,
"Oshay." ** ** (2710) Fildin enters the kitchen and locates some
dry food that works for rationesque food. Once finding some, he holds it up to
Ruth, "May I?" ** (2725) Ruth: "Certainly." ** (2704) Amreth leads him back to the kitchen,
"As promised, kitchen's yours to do with what you will. Help yourself," he says, gesturing broadly at the great mess
in the room. ** (2710) Fildin: "Thanks." He takes a
bite and muches on it, while putting a little more into a pocket - to save for
later. He then makes his way to the iron door, which he listens against. whispering to Zane, its quite cold to the touch whispering to Zane, you hear nothing, or so it
seems (2710) Fildin: "Awfully cold." he
comments, almost shivering as he steps away from the door. ** Grinkle helps himself to a piece of elderberry pie
and a slice of jack cheese. ** (2718) Jess:
Disconnecting from server... (2718) Jess (exit): ** (2704) Amreth shuts the door (to 17) behind
Grinkle, and heads after the others in the room next door. ** (2705) DM: (door to 17 was closed to begin
with.) (2704) Amreth: ((err, to 15 then)) (2705) DM: (ok) (2710) Fildin: (( huh? Fildin is at 17, I
thought you found him in 13, with the pit. )) (2704) Amreth: ((Lead him back to the
kitchen)) (2710) Fildin: (( lol - ok, makes more sense. )) ** (2710) Fildin tries to open the iron door (to 17)
** (2705) DM: (yes, or so I thought. I take it
you're dragging Backtalk's body here as well?) (2705) DM: It opens begrudgingly. The interior
is an iron-cast chamber within which you can see various animal carcasses
hanging from the ceiling on iron hooks. The temperature is below freezing. (2704) Amreth: ((No, just leaving his body
where it is for the moment.)) (2705) DM: ((ok. stopping in 8 minutes simply
because we have less than 4 active PCs.)) ** (2710) Fildin shivers from the chamber. "Wow,
that's interesting." ** ** (2725) Abarma picks at scraps around the mess
hall. The raven still keeps some distance away from the hobgoblin Grinkle. ** (2704) Amreth: "Huh." (2706) Cyprias (exit): (2725) Ruth: "That is a bit chilly." (2710) Fildin: "I'd imagine that the
extreme cold keeps the meet from going bad. Although I would
like to see how they keep it so cold." ** (2710) Fildin shuts the door, having had enough of
the cold air for a while. ** (2704) Amreth: "An enchantment of some
sort'd be my guess. Can't be that difficult." (2710) Fildin: "Maybe not, but it would
have to be replenished after so long I'd imagine. But, that is not why we are
here." (2704) Amreth: "Not my area of
expertise, mate." (2725) Ruth: "There will not be a
hobgoblin hiding in that chill. Where to next?" (2710) Fildin: "Either the stairs up, or
that other door." (to hallway 18) ** (2704) Amreth jerks a thumb over his shoulder,
"Back the way we came. Few others rooms down the hall back there across the that room with a pit, and there's the second floor. Your choice." ** (2704) Amreth: ((across from*)) (2710) Fildin: "I can't imagine it being
good to leave this floor unchecked, and possibly allow some hobgoblins to come
up from behind us." (2725) Ruth: "I agree; though I wonder if
this is the ground floor or actually the basement." (2710) Fildin: "If we find stairs down,
it's the ground floor." Fildin says with a biog smile. (2710) Fildin: (( *big
)) (2705) Grinkle: Dis be de um bas...bas...floor
b'low grownd. (2704) Amreth: "Question answered. So
what, we going to finish down here, or head on up? You
got more your kin down here, Grink?" (2710) Fildin: "Let's finish down
here." ** (2725) Ruth heads for the door, "I suppose I
shall lead the way." ** ** (2725) Ruth mumbles something afterwards that
sounds a lot like, "Costs me less, anyway." ** ** (2710) Fildin looks to Amreth, to see if he is
going to drag Grink around or not. ** ** (2704) Amreth snorts, "This isn't exactly the
time to be frugal. Not when you've got at least a dozen or more of this one's
kin ready to dent that pretty face of yours." ** (2725) Ruth: "I am just trying to keep up
the pace." (2704) Amreth: "Right, 'sides, I'm not
exactly chargin' you an arm and a leg, anyway, considering the nature of the
job I took." ** (2704) Amreth glances back at Grinkle, "Come
on with us. You can eat while you walk." ** ** Grinkle munches some more. "Welp, da boo...da
boo...da smartz place iz near here." ** ** Grinkle follows you out to where you found him
(18). ** (2725) Ruth: "Good enough place to check
next. Which way?" ** (2704) Amreth bends a knee and snatches up
Backtalk's weapon, "Show us then, eh? But you'd best take this. Your kin
see you walkin' around with us, I doubt they'll think twice about bustin' your teeth
in, and I can't promise I'll be takin' a blow to the head to save yoyr hide, so
your best bet's to look after yourself as best you can. Hear?" ** ** (2710) Fildin follows the others as they go, his
mind wandering to song since he is not able to play out loud. ** ** Grinkle is somewhat ashamed. "Um, me nub kno
dis. Me bedder foodin den killin." ** ** (2725) Ruth makes sure to have her crossbow loaded
and ready before getting too far. ** ** Grinkle takes the morningstar anyway and gives it
a halfhearted swing." ** (2704) Amreth: "Now's as good a time as
any to learn. And 'sides, you're not just gonna let someone hack you down
without a fight, are you? Just take it, and hope you don't have to use
it." (2705) Grinkle: "Um, me bedder wid a knife
or pick. You kno, to open door wid." ** (2704) Amreth shrugs, and slips a dagger from his
glove, offering it to him, "Fine. Take this then, but I'll be wanting it back after we get you one of your own." ** (2705) Grinkle: Dat door dere (points to the
door down the west end of 18), dat be de bed place. Da boo...da boo...da smartz
place be down dere. (to 20) ** Grinkle drops the morningstar happily and takes
the dagger, sticking it in a boot. ** (2710) Fildin: (( isn't 20 to the north of 18?
:p )) (2705) DM: ((I said to ignore the compass rose
earlier)) (2705) DM: ((eep. ok, caught me. south end of
18. lol.)) ** (2704) Amreth shakes his head at the hob, and
moves to check the door to 'de bed place.' ** (2705) DM: (ok. stopping here.) Attempting to DISABLE moderation in the current