A Plate In The Coffin

Nicolai stalked back to the corpse. He kicked it over not showing any of the emotion, or sign, of his earlier flight. Grabbing his shortsword he wrenched it out of its back noting with satisfaction the perfect split in its chainmail and the positioning of the blow. If only it had had a heart.

With the undead dealt with, Feldard turned his axe blade down and leaned his tired weight on the handle of it.

The colour returned to the young mage’s face as the healing power of the priest coursed through him. “Thank you old boy.” he said. “You’re not a bad old stick.”

Maruc turned back the the mage after being transfixed with the swordplay of the demi-humans. He was thankful for their skill and bravery. “What?” he said.

“I was thanking you.”

“Ahh, you’re welcome. Anytime.” the priest replied.

“Are we quite done with reading aloud enchantments that bring the dead to life?” Feldard regarded the mage unsure if the near death experience had been enough to teach young Miklos caution when it came to dealing with things involving the written word.

Miklos pondered the Dwarf’s words. Normally you would give a brief metallic taste in the mouth at the release of the spell but there was not warning with the scroll. Still curse or not it was undone he glaced down at the blooded scroll. He reread it in silence this time.

“A second chance is seldom found,
to revenge those beneath the ground.
On ye this fate I do intone,
that you may feel the strength of bone”

“How very apt, a tomb-robbers trap. Created by the Sisters no doubt. They must be expecting some very tenacious people. There is of course the chance that the scroll may reanimate it. Unlikely though. Still this gives a measure of the capabilities of the Sisters. They may throw more of these at us before the end. The Stone Guardian made no mention of these things, so our expectation shall be the unexpected. Lets take a look at that sword a moment. It might be enchanted and we need all the help we can get.”

The dwarf waved off the priests efforts to help and instead enlisted the aid of the Saeth to bind his wounds. As she did so, Feldard watched the others pick through the remains of their foe. No doubt the sword would go to Hasan—it likely being some Elyan relic.

Miklos made a brief examination of the sword. He saw no mage-sigils or other telltales of enchantment. Its appearance was that of a brittle relic that would be of little use in combat, but the skeleton had somehow managed to wield it quite well.

Meanwhile, Nicolai leaned back over to the coffin and fished around inside for anything useful. Though there were no trinkets to be found, the reformed thief did see something of interest. Underneath where the skeleton had laid in rest, there was a square metal plate, about a foot wide, recessed in the stone of the coffin.



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12 responses to “A Plate In The Coffin

  1. Feldard (Dwf 4)

    (ignore the last post in the No Ordinary Skeleton. I’ll continue from here)

    With his wounds tended the dwarf was impatient to move on, as much so as the Siswa who was already waiting at the door to leave. “Everyone ready to go?”
    But a last glance about showed the rogue peering intently into the skeleton’s coffin with interest. What now?!
    “You find something Nicolai?”

  2. Nicolai (T4)

    Nicolai’s eyes swiveled to the dwarf then back again to the plate. He carefully examined it looking for subtle hinges, then for etchings on the worn surface. “Oh patient one.” he said to Feldard mimicing Maruc’s voice (quiet successfully he thought) “If you can bear to stand still long enough I could use your advice. Take a look at this.” He waved the dwarf over and showed him the plate.

  3. Miklos (Mu 3)

    “Well I didn’t mean straight away.” grumbled Miklos at the dwarf’s back (making sure he couldn’t hear him). His head ached at the lack of blood but the ministrations of the cleric had made him feel much better. ‘Well while they are climbing into coffins, I can do something constructive’ he thought. He cleared his mind and opened his book and started to read….

    given time Miklos will revise his sleep spells to Magic Missile

  4. Maruc (Clr 4)

    Maruc ignored the frustrations of the dwarf. He was just as keen to move on, but Miklos was right. They couldn’t face the Sisters unprepared. He knelt and began his ‘rites to the Incarnate’ preparation meditations that allowed the priest to commune with the trusted servants of his deity….

    Maruc will revise two Cures….

  5. Hasan

    Hasan took the blade from Miklos. “Enchanted or not, this blade is hardly common, and one I should like very much to take, if for memory’s sake only.” He took the blade and turned back toward the door, idly testing the weapon’s balance. Seeing the humans collapse into meditation brought his own feelings of fatigue to the fore. But he walked on anyway. ” A rest at this time seems a luxury we can hardly afford, but if rest we must, I shall not do so here in this accursed burial chamber. Not when there is art of such importance to my people in the room next door.” He passed through the door and slid against the opposite wall (or is there a door – if there’s a door he’ll close it and rest against that). He stared at the display of his clan’s ancient days, pondering the events of then and now. He tried fitfully to remember the words and gestures necessay to summon a magic missle again. Soon, against his intent, the elf’s head nodded, and his eyes shut.

  6. Feldard (Dwf 4)

    With a look of annoyance at the rogues wit, the dwarf tromped his way over to peer inside the coffin. The metal plate however, took the edge off his sourness. That it was a trigger mechanism for something was obvious…but for what? Secret compartment, another passageway or a trap. The dwarf stroked his beard as he studied the plate. “I’ll trigger it, if you’re too afraid to. It might open up a missed passageway.”

  7. Nicolai (T4)

    If the dwarf wanted to trigger the plate Nicolai wasn’t about to stop him. He stood back a way’s.

  8. Saeth Tegau

    Saeth, though impressed with Feldard’s daring, was not similarly impressed with his plan, and stepped back alongside Nicholai.

    If spells are being revised, Saeth will join the studious few… but in truth, she would rather press onward as Feldard counsels.

  9. Feldard (Dwf 4)

    With everyone backed out of the immediate vicinity, the dwarf gave himself a mental pep-talk, hand reaching out to apply pressure to the metal plate. Even if it were a trap – poison, magic or such; the past has proven that his dwarven constitution was more than a match for it. With a nod towards the others, he applied force to the metal plate.. first pushing, then twisting if nothing came of that, and finally both hands in there to pull if need be to trigger whatever the plate was meant to trigger.

  10. Is Feldard waiting for the crew to do their spell-thing, or is he going for it?

  11. Hasan

    (go for it, baby! would be out of character for Feldard to do anything but!)

  12. Sinthija

    (LOL @ Hasan’s comment. I see you’ve figured Feldard out already.. : ) Given that the spell-thing takes hours as I recall.. he’s just going for it as soon as they are out of the immediate area. One minute delay time at most)

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