Return to the Temple of Elemental Evil: ECL 4 Icelus RACE factotum 1, duskblade 1: Entry 2

Well this week nothing much happened except for the last part of this entry.

We slept A LOT We got disturbed A LOT by random outside animals that managed to find their way inside the dungeonous catacomb temple like thing we are investigating. after around 16 hours of rest and many breakfast in the gnolls room we did some exploring . Arguing about 10 mins as to what to do with the makeshift wall that seemed to block a side hallway.  We ventured down to the crypt which I altogether missed and possibly found the other half of the obelisk on a higher level in the subterranean dungeon(assumption).

Some weird never before found or known(even before my multitude of knowledge education I had) markings color coded with ceremonial instruments that i decided to take a hold of for the party. As we were doing this our half O. friend seemed to have become stiff as a stone(yeah that sounds wrong but i mean who else is reading this , right?) right before one of the big ass bugs, that supposedly spit acid, came out f the ground. Quickly knocked the fuck right back down whence it came from. I decided to haul my new acquaintance around and about the place until the cleric could muster up some spell in a safe place to be able to stop and cure him.  I one handedly carried him upstairs to the new area that was well hidden by 1 or two other chambers before it hooked back up to the destroyed moat house where we decided to rest again for the cleric and hopefully for the health of our big friend.

Sadly enough the foolish ranger had killed the troglodyte , which I had a plan to uncover the mysteries within the organization, but not all minds work like mine. yet still kept his fowl stench in the carriage instead of disposing him some where in the ruins or bushes. (sometimes I can't understand lower intelligence) Anyhow after a good rest and the clerics as well as the mage seemingly passing above and before their regular limitations, felt like tackling the wall downstairs. So they did, with much cautious exploration, we fell into a room where  a nest of a most vile creature(s) laid ,the cockatrice! These are just babies it seems but what I wonder is where are daddy and mommy cock and what other fowl beast infest this part of this evil place where it seemed it was purposely sealed off of the rest of the place. (hopefully no higher power will wish to send OP hordes of devilish cockatrices against  us or crazee ass fiends cough cough)May the Wombat protect this flesh and my mind against whatever follies may befall against them. And that i may bring it honor as I slay whatever horrors come against me in the mighty all knowing wombat's name.

Return to the Temple of Elemental Evil: ECL 4 Icelus RACE factotum 1, duskblade 3: Entry 1

Preparing for a meal after spending many a days down in the subterranean dungeon( for little the party knows of my intentions and love of knowledge/power) looking for treasures and secrets, after being brought out of a bind. I ended under a bed to better analyze the situation after I  started sipping on my fine bottle of my wine whisky Waterloo foreign forgotten realm Vintage 50 years(yeah I drink good stuff) the lights went out and I heard cackling(probably hyena men ) from multiple directions . I took proper cover to not be ambushed w/ proper position and protection. That's when I saw other adventurers seemingly whooping ass w/o much struggle (though it was 3 vs 1 prior to me joining) . I was expecting more hyenas since I found many of them prior to my resting/tactical relocation.

So.. after a quickly interrupted meal a hell hound howled then proceeded to  burst from the north corridor (random as hell / literally) sending the meekly mage cowering in the corner and scattering the supposedly brave ranger amok in a frenzy of fear. I'm like "fuck it's me and the priest  battling this husky warbeast" floating like 5-6feet total in the air. The half orc came in  to help us finish off the beast who was hard to swing at until it seemed to have bit it's own tooth off!( wasn't expecting such fierce hunting hell companion to be so ...sloppy.)When it tried to run we proceeded to bashing it's brains out ,after I fund out it couldn't understand abyssal and thus was useless to my studies /hunting aid from another plane.

Further down the hall the ranger brought 2 new unfriendly acquaintances ,which when the mage returned to her less cowardly senses brought them down quickly, with my mad arcane /lanceship flurry skills  of course. I deemed one of them unnecessary and finished his life off. However (since m also here to learn certain secrets) I convinced my new partners to spare one(troglodite who emitted a very strong stench of whatcha call it"shit". Once again the mage couldn't gut the stench nor the idea of "strongly urging it to respond to our question type of deal. Me and the half orc orc could see eyes to eyes on this one. After a quick inquisition, I mean strong suggestion of answering our questions we learned a few things about the town having  rats/leaders all throughout it as well what they were studying( to later be used to my advantages). We spared the pathetic draconian speaking soul and sent him upstairs to the ranger to be guarded with the parties wagon from what i understand.

Further venturing towards where the hound came from, after just doing a slight review of the obelisk room, we saw a flight of stairs going upwards and a supposed pen/ secret looking room where me and my new ally the half O. went to look into . Well damn thanks to my shoulder leaning skills I dodged the trap but the orc felt the brunch of it. didn't seem to have bothered him too much though looks like a healthy hefty fellow that can take a lota punishment. He IS an orc descent after all, he's bred for battle. After being stuck on the other side of the trap and lifting up the trap through the lever we went down a winding corridor that led us to a room full of doors similar to that of the prior room where the hound interrupted us . so with the mage and the cleric keeping eye on where we came from .Me and the half O.(once again, what do they think I am their slaves because of my darker skin complexion or it's just that I know how to handle D 'Angerous situations?) checked the three doors from afar with our polearms and of course they were all trapped.

After that thanks to the half O. perceptive ablities( a little paradoxical statement huh?) we saw some very unprepared hyiena man that we quickly put down. With very filthy habbits (fleas half eaten stuff adventureres bones, you know like dog... ha ha serves em right). We then proceeded to take a lng rest in that room with the orc and cleric on guard I believe and take shifts until ur spells and energy had recovered. 

Little do they know of my heritage or actually why I came here( aside from the love of knowledge/power as stated above) maybe they can help be useful to attain my ultimate goal , especially that orc not too brainy but he knows what he want more brawl. In essence more power = more people you can obliterate = battle experience that gives treasure and knowledge, rinse and repeat . I'll let him know what s up since he seems to understand what is primordially importan with a little help. However that mage... a little to squeamish for me in means to accomplish things and to handle situations( running away and feeling sickened by the troglodite and not wanting us to interrogate it) , but she is a mage nonetheless. I'll see where this goes after we hot the surface and meet this cults' people in person which i got my methods of doing things with them in my own manner. Mighta hit the bingo depending on what both parties can offer ha ha ha may the Wombat guide me in all i do and in my studies of the universe.