Completed Play-by-Post: In Search of the Sorcerer

[nikolokolus]

The Pict listens to Borric in only a half-distracted manner, purses his lips angrily, and shakes his head before looking away.

 

[Grimgravy]

"You have been cooperative. Perhaps Brule will allow you to choose the manner of your death. How many of your afflicted brethren are unaccounted for?"

 

[nikolokolus]

The man looks at Rhenmyr flatly, "'Brethren?' Only Uvan and Rashid that I know of. As for death, I choose quickly. I grow weary of talk."

 

[nikolokolus]

Brule stands a short distance away listening intently.

 

[Grimgravy]

"Does anyone want to ask anything further?"

 

[ERYFKRAD]

"Does anyone want to ask anything further?"

"What answers would we get? Let us find aught we can of the slaver and his slave cur instead."

 

[Siveon]

"Indeed, I believe this man told us everything he knows, and now we shall let his former people decide what to do with him. We've a traitor to find."

 

[nikolokolus]

Spoiler

been really busy this weekend. I'll post something tomorrow.

 

[nikolokolus]

With the interrogation over, the three men are dragged into the center of the greathall and two more ropes are thrown over the beam in the ceiling. The villagers and Brule make no ceremony of the grim business -- their guilt is assured and their fates are sealed. The men kick their feet reflexively as they are hoisted into the air and the lights go out in their eyes one-by-one.

Ymae totters back up the hill and arrives just after the last man has expired. She huffs a bit, "Oh dear?" she exclaims. "Brule! You dolt, had questions for those three! Blast your haste."

Brule recoils a little abashed, "They were questioned and they spoke their piece. The one called Rashid, Uvan's lap-dog, was here the other night and Syelle sent him back out into the wilds." He points at Rhenmyr, "Maybe you should be talking with that one? He said he received visions when we were in the fens . . . my niece and brother." He finishes, letting his words hang in the air.

Ymae waves her hands and shakes her head, "No! Not that! One of them might have known the changelings true name, I could have used that precious bit of information to figure out how it overcame Syelle and where it came from. There hasn't been a changeling in the highlands for two generations."

Meanwhile, Cormac and Urash carefully inspect the door to Syelle Ru's personal chambers on the third floor and ponder how it might be breached. Urash senses no magic about it, so it is unlikely to be warded or glyphed . . . at least from the outside.

 

[Grimgravy]

"Maybe there are clues in Ru's room. If not, we'll have to pull the information Ymae seeks from Uvan or rashid. I'll be happy to recount the visions for the good lady after we complete the search." Rhenmyr joins Cormac and Urash.

 

[Llywelyn ap Gruffydd]

"Rhenmyr, Urash and I have been trying to figure out how to open this door. We have hadn o luck so far. Why don't you take a look? I know the old crone blasted the main doors down, but I don't trust her enough to ask for help. We might all end up with a deal we don't want to make."

 

[Wayward Son]

Mab edges out of the witch's sight, fearful of her wrath.

 

[ERYFKRAD]

"Ha, few are the doors that stand stout against a Crowbar." Says Borric, drawing his crowbar from his pack.

 

[L'ennui]

Spoiler

Back from hunting trip. No moose this year.

"Be our guest!"

Urash motions the barbarian over to the door. Tellingly, he also takes several steps back and winces nervously as Borric approaches the door.

 

[Grimgravy]

"Is there, perhaps, a window?" Rhenmyr gets ready for any surprises Borric may unleash.

 

[Llywelyn ap Gruffydd]

Spoiler

Sounds like most of my hunting trips, but I still enjoyed it when I did hunt. Haven't had the time in years and I move too much to learn the land.

Spoiler

Back from hunting trip. No moose this year.

 

[ERYFKRAD]

Spoiler

Roll for crowbar?

 

[nikolokolus]

Borric tries to wedge his prybar into the door jamb, and discovers that there is no give, in fact you doubt you could fit a fingernail between it.

 

[L'ennui]

"Hmm... perhaps a window would be of use, indeed."

Urash heads outside to check if there are windows that seem like they might lead to the room beyond the uncooperative door.

 

[nikolokolus]

The great-hall is windowless, although on the gabled ends there are shuttered portals that are battened down.

The structure is roofed with dense thatch that steeply slopes from the pitch of its roof 30' high almost down to the ground. The door to Syelle's room appears to be made of thick oak with bronze strap-hinges; it is un-reinforced by all appearances.

 

[Grimgravy]

"When in doubt, smack it with a giant hammer!"

 

[L'ennui]

"No such luck as a window, I'm afraid." Says Urash as he comes back from his survey of the exterior.

 

[Helly]

Ker starts snoring.

 

[nikolokolus]

While Borric fumbles around with the prybar, Rhenmyr glances down at the mighty maul propped up against the door frame and raises an eyebrow.

 

[nikolokolus]

So ... is anybody doing anything?