We escaped Five Fingers and fled into the forest. Most of this is a blur to me right now, I simply cannot recall what happened, I just remember being attacked by monsters, and then chasing some down to their den. I shall write up what happened when I can remember what happened.
We were hunting these small monsters in their tunnels, so I sat on top of the hill while others chased them out so I could shoot them.
I crawled into the main den, and found a corpse clutching a bag... and found 3 bars of gold stamped with a Royal symbol... Let's just say that the other members of the party don't have any of these... I also found 100 gold pieces, which I managed to fit into my loot.
We made our way along until we found a mansion. Everything seemed so pristine, there was eerie feeling to the place. We went inside, and the doors locked. Everyone looked around, and I saw the ghost of the child that was killed in Five Fingers sitting in a chair, laughing. As soon as I got near, it disappeared in a flash, and the chair was knocked over. Barda had disappeared and Vernon was in a room, but it was locked now....
I touched the warm bath water in one room, and it drained itself.... O.o
After going back downstairs I found that Oz had found a series of levers and it could open and lock the doors. Barda had simply gone to see Vernon, and got locked in with him. CRASH!
A Lightening Strike.
And the rain came down.
"Well it seems we're staying the night" said Vernon. I was on edge, but Oz seemed comfortable enough. I mediated in the same room as another person, and awoke 4 hours later. As I was taking watch with [Nick], I went to the stairs, and looked down. THUD. THUD-THUD. I heard this pounding moving from the basement, so I readied my rifle. THUD. My arm shook slightly as I heard - THUD- it draw closer to the door on the right. THUDTHUD. I could hear it on the other side of the door THUD THUD THUD. And then THUd, THud, Thud, thud. I heard it move back to where it came from. [Nick] had gone and woken everyone up. We went to the basement stairs, and Oz had grabbed the door before it locked. the walls were roughly hewn, and the stairs were worn in a slightly beveled shaped right down the middle, as though some large had dragged itself up and down the stairs...
We ventured into the blackness, bringing a light with us. There were two doors, one to either side of us, but what caught our eyes, was what was in the middle of the room. To the left, a table with "medical" supplies. Right in front of us, was a torture table, with bands on it, and it was stained a gruesome red... But worst of all, was the Tall, liquid filled cylindar, that glowed with a faint green light to the right. There was a lid on top, but it was slightly ajar...
~Zylamar
// Novemember 2nd, My house. Jordan, Nick, Kieran, Myself. House model.
Sunday, November 2, 2008
Fukai Mori, and the House that Lay Within...
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