“Lets just tie him up and move on.” Nicolai moves forward.

“I agree with Nicolai.” said the Mage, “Until I can find some way of countering this charm we shall get very little information from him.”

As usual Miklos tried to fit the information into some kind of logical order. “Still, we might be able to guess at the nature of the Sisters Three and consider ways that we might confound them? This charm is a clue and the professions of the Rahib and Dentiata are another. We also have Dread Sevastian and we need to find out the properties of the Black Opal Eye, one of with is its ability to ‘charm’ its owner, although that could be natural greed. Although I suspect Maruc would have a better idea when it come to creatures from beyond the grave.. bah! I am forgetting the time frame. Hasan, how long ago did Elyas dwell in these halls? Would it be concievible that the Sisters Three are still alive? I have been told the elves may live for thousands of years.”

“Bah … you dream like an old elf remembering springs past, Lihrien. Come now. if you truly wish to trust the Rahib against me, your own kinsman, then you shall stay here as I did before you. I give you one last chance to journey with us or warn our kinsman.” Hasan turned to the Miklos. “The time of Elyas was generations past. We have long since moved on.”

Motioning the others forward, Hasan seized the uncooperative, captive elf. With a brusque sorry, he begins to grab his arms and bring them together to be bound.

With no acquiescence to his final command to the fallen elf, Hasan bounnd the elf, and then urge the others to quickly move on toward the deeps below.

* * * * *

Feldard’s head swam, the blood loss was starting to affect his ability to think. His heart was pounding wildly to keep what little blood there was left in him useful. The cold was creeping into his fingers and the perspiration dripped from his scarred brow into his eyes. he tried to pulling himself to his feet but all he could manage was a squirming crawl to somewhere less obvious. He glanced back at the pathetic distance he had covered and the smear of blood the trailed to him and he felt the amusement of the situation lighten his spirits a little. One day, he thought, I’m going to look back on this a laugh. A dizziness took him suddenly and he stopped and took a few deep breaths. Little did he realise at this point any ordinary man would have fainted by now, but a low anger at his weakness kept him awake and to some degree alert. In some respects he was glad that the others had left him, despite being stuck in this god forsaken elfhole, at least he had the privacy to suffer in peace. His mouth was dry, probably due to bloodloss he guessed, so with some effort he scrabbled for his canteen, uncorked it and let the sweet water dribble down his throat. Well, that old elf guardian still hasn’t gotten one over on this dwarf! He glanced down at his armour, It’d need some work on it when he got back to Specularum but it was worth every gold sovereign he patted the breast plate companionably and allowed himself a smile, as no one was about. Then the temple door swung open.

A rush of adrenelin brought the dwarf axe to his hand and he struggled for purchase to stand.

“Right.” Maruc said very firmly, “We can do this with good grace and we shall don these robes and return to the others or,” Maruc paused for effect “I render you unconscious for your own good, wrap you in a robe like a child and carry you. Whats it to be? Halav knows what Saeth would say if I arrived carrying you.”

The Dwarf angrily bit back rude retort, he struggled to his feet and ignored the light headed feeling. In a low menacing tone said, “And what makes you think you can take me eh? I told them and I’m telling you, no one makes me wear an elfrobe.” He felt his knee buckle but his arm shot out against the wall and steadied him. All that passed his face was a flicker of annoyance, nothing more.

The priests face became expessionless, almost sad, “Like a child you shall be carried then.” He marched purposely toward the stubborn dwarf and clenched his fist to deliver a blow.

Feldard looked at the priest and read the determination. The dwarf had no real desire to fight, indeed the last thing he wanted was to be punched into unconsciousness by a bible wielding cleric. The thought brought a smile to his face.

This unsettled the priest as he came within striking distance, trying to maintain his anger, which was hard because Maruc was never naturally agressive, he demanded, “Whats so funny?”

“You know,” seeing the priest pause the dwarf said conversationally, “I won’t floor you because I like you, I also trust you to keep a secret.” He turned and leant his back on the wall and slowly slid down to a sitted position and an uncharacteristic triedness entered his voice. “I’ll put on your elfridden costume if you promise not to mention it to the ‘fairies’. I lose it before I go downstairs.”

Maruc shook his head and passed the cloak to the dwarf. “You get healing when I get a chance to perform my meditations. I swear one day Master Feldard you’ll be the death of me. Can you walk?”

“Of course I can walk.” snapped the dwarf who put on the robe then took two steps and collided with the priest. The two companions made their way back through the chamber beneath the gaze of the guardian to the top of the stairs. Feldard shrugged of the cloak and staggered down the stairs feeling very tired.

Maruc followed the dwarf briefly acknowedged the others, ignored the new elf then sat down and resumed his meditiations. It was pointless going further without rest and healing.

Saeth, seeing Hasan moving into action, does similarly, seizing the Elf’s legs and moving to bind them. “The sooner this one is bound, the faster we can be done with this Dwarf-built place. Miklos, have you anything to gag him?”

“There’s plenty of Siswa robe he’s wearing to gag and bind him with Mistress Saeth” said the mage as he also moved in to help.

And so the still-charmed elf was bound and the group was again reunited. The priest continued to pray to Halav as the others debated whether to continue on at once, or wait for Maruc to lay hands on their very wounded dwarven companion.



Filed under D&D, Dungeons & Dragons, rpg

6 responses to “Reunited

  1. Maruc (Clr 4)

    DM: According to our rules Maruc can pray for one 1st level spell in 1/2 hour therefore he would like to pray for 1 hour then cast 2 cure light wounds on Feldard then pray for a further hour cast 1 cure light wounds upon himself and keep one in reserve.

    Maruc again humbled himself before the might of Halav and spent his energies concentrating on restoring the dwarf to full health. This he knew would take some time but he didn’t allow himself to be distracted, even by his impatient patient.

  2. Hasan

    Hasan moved to the door opposite the one holding the now-bound Siswa. He listened quickly and said, “Come, let’s quickly see what’s in here, and then move on a bit into the bloody room those skeletons came from.”

  3. Miklos (Mu 3)

    Miklos looked at the bound elf. They had some time on their hands and this elf obviously knew something about who they were facing, not only that, he might also be able to lead them to the Sisters Three. As he was found down here he might have a better knowledge of the surrounding rooms and their occupants. At the least he could provide intelligence on how Elrond had fallen.

    He turned to the priest who was preparing his ministrations. “How long do you need?”

  4. Maruc (Clr 4)

    “About two hours if left undisturbed. Feldard needs urgent attention.” Maruc replied.

  5. Miklos (Mu 3)

    “Although as has been proven before I cannot break the charm I can place my own Geas on him.” Miklos guestured back to the bound elf. “He might know something of value to us. Give me half an hour to prepare myself and I will see what we can glean from him.”

    DM: Miklos does not have a charm person memorised so he will replace one of his spells with it in the next 1/2 hour and plans to cast it on the captive and question him.

    If you could let me know if this is successful I can write up an interrogation post before the next update.

  6. Saeth:
    Maruc: 10xp+10xp+10xp
    Miklos: 10xp+10xp
    Hasan: 10xp+10xp

    Saeth: 8155/16000
    Maruc: 8420/12000
    Miklos: 8400/10000
    Nicolai: 7770/9600
    Feldard: 8345/8800
    Hasan: 7760/8000

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