Squaring the Circle

Squaring the Circle

Saturday, January 16, 2016

RTEL ECL 6 Dusk 3, fact 1 , warblade 1, fighter 1, Entry 9

After a long lasting slaughtering of the dragon dream team it was time to butcher em for sum good meat . And trophies of course. We enlisted the help of the tavern keeper in this ragged beat down town to help us cut the beast apart .

After about 7 grueling hours we finally got all that we needed and the innkeeper who helped us let us sleep for free because of the ridiculous amount of dragon meat he just received. That night after stopping a few silly interuptions from some arachnids breaking through the inns windows and making it more frosty in the foyer for us to sleep in ,we forgot all about that . So we just chilled our asses till dawn! Well next morning we wanted to check on the owner prior to resuming on our quest to vanquish evil.Yup the fool was taken away, his room literred with spider webs and blood.

On our way to the mine me and the cleric had devised a scheme to trick em all. We've decided to wear the cultist's robes and pendant trying to be part of their group saying Master Dunrat had sent us  with the artifacts in hand to begin the ritual to free therizden. So once arrived at they asked for a damned password . So half guessing things we laid out what we had practiced on the way to the door, saying we were sent by master D as prodigees and to deliver the artifacts. The crew behind the murder holes starting whispering"they ours they are just confused". After a while we had an offer made that my gut feeling was just saying he wasn't lying about this shady deal."Throw down your weapon and we'll come and inspect you before we decide". So after a while and a brief quiz on theruzden and history we were brought in to see the sergeant. Then after the servant some cleric/ spellcaster of some sort who I tried to bullshit(which I thought I did a decent job at),but he wasn't buying it) So hardly after he called Guar....Urghgurg, I uppercut-ed his ass and flat he went with a bloody nose. After a thugish 2nd round of beatdown from me I snatched 1 of his swords and handed it over to the fighter and myself. Then we tore, exploded, brutalized and tore this front hall with daemons, ballista and legions of half breeds hyena and other vileness to the ground. Made it our bitch for the wombat. One last question remained for that 1 survivor sergeant Wyrm tongue ? What to ask him or how to trick him?

May the wombat guide us in this stronghold of Evil!

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