Lightfingered Ludo

Ludo whispered to the group, “It’s quiet, too quiet. Hasan, cover me while I try and pick this lock”. The previous minutes had been full of excitement, so he took time to calm himself and slow his breathing.

Feldard peeled away the remaining sticky strands from his armour, watching as their new found rogue ‘friend’ begins to work on the lock.

Feldard looked then to Hasan, and also took up position. His place, however, was just beside the door, ready should more goblins come pouring out the soon to be open door. His palms itched slightly in anticipation. The abrupt and unsatisfying end to the last bout, had left him on edge.

Ludo’s slow and cautious approach was fine when needing to sneak about but with battle pitched just outside the door but moments ago, Feldard was sure that anyone within would be battle ready if capable.

Feldard ducked under the rogues’ arm and stepped forward—letting Ludo’s bulk block the parties light so his infravision could be of use here.

Hasan watched as the young scout gathered himself and then proved surprisingly adept at his handiwork. If it weren’t dealing with something as simple as goblin craft, he’d be rather impressed.

As Feldard took his customary place—no fool before him—Hasan readied his bow again and waited for the dwarf’s next move. “Somebody should watch the other door,” he hissed, “listen for their movements.” The elf, however, was too engrossed in the actions ahead to listen himself.

Stephan fell silent along with rest of the party as Ludo plied his skills. His bow still ready, he kept an eye on the far door through which the goblins had vacated.

“He seems skilled with his fingers,” Stephan thought while glancing to see Ludo’s progress. “I’ll have to keep an eye on my purse.”

As it became apparent that the door would soon open and battle would likely recommence, Stephan readied his sword, stowing the bow and arrows with practiced skill.

After a couple of anxious minutes Ludo heard that familiar click of the tumblers falling into alignment signaling success. “There, done, not a sophisticated lock, just badly put together, sorry it took so long. He slowly exhaled and cautiously pushed the door open . Peering into the room beyond, he saw a room with a large petrified tree in its center. To the right, a cell. Someone was imprisoned inside, huddled in the corner. Other than that the room appeared to be empty.

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6 responses to “Lightfingered Ludo

  1. Feldard: 10xp+10xp
    Hasan: 10xp+5xp
    Stephan: 10xp+5xp
    Ludo: 10xp+10xp+10xp

    TOTAL:
    Maruc: 20,390/24000
    Miklos: 20,495/40000
    Feldard: 20,520/34000
    Hasan: 19,710/32000
    Stephan: 19,485/32000
    Ludo: 19,045/20,000

  2. Hasan

    “What’s that? A prisoner,” Hasan leaped past Ludo and moved hastily to the cell. “Come now, come out, help is here,” the elf urged the ragged prisoner.

  3. Maruc

    Marucs eyes adjusted to the gloom within the guardroom. The elf had spied a captive and Maruc swiftly went to see if another poor, wayward soul had be tormented by the goblins. This one had not been so fortunate as Ludo.

  4. miklosdostevar

    Miklos eye’d the stranger suspiciously, rags or no. He could be in the employ of the goblins. Or perhaps the Yellow Robed Man in disguise? He turned to Ludo and quitely whispered out of earshot, “Do you know this man? Were you ever confined together? This all seems a little convenient if you have not. Perhaps hastily contrived? We’ve met the cunning artifice of goblins before.”

  5. Maruc

    The cleric knelt down next to the captive. “My friend Prince Hasan is right, you have nothing to fear from us. Let me cut you free.” Maruc produced the small sharp knife he used for preparing food and worked at the captives bonds. As he sawed at the rope he asked. “What is your name and how cam’st you here?”

  6. Feldard

    While the others looked to the prisoner, the dwarf kept an eye out from the doorway for goblins returning.

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