Something Else Is Out There

Ludo made his way over to Miklos, and checked his life signs, “He is ok. I suspect the paralysis will wear off shortly, the creatures bite was not too deep.” He placed Miklos’s backpack under his head and waited for him to regain consciousness. Sipping some water he pointed out to the rest, “I don’t think the ghouls left the heads. In my experience, they would just eat them. Something else is out there.”

Feldard was glad to hear that the mage was just temporarily paralyzed. It bothered him that they had be so easily surprised and wondered what other tricks lay ahead if even a ghoul could sneak upon them. Ludo’s suggestion that there was something else out there, was met with his usual scowl. The dwarf took a protective stance near to the mage and kept watch.

While Hasan and the others considered the source of the wailing, Stephan lit a brand and approached first the right tunnel and then the left…both with great caution. He watched to see if the flame was drawn in or not. Then, after seeing what he could, he threw the flaming brand into the opening of the right tunnel.

The rotating stick gave its own sort of scream through the air before landing with a thud in moist dirt. He thought he could hear something else besides the light crackle of his brand. A scurrying of some kind; not uncommon in a cave like this but he had just seen undead escape to this hole.

The dying fire briefly illuminated thick roots and moss covered rock. He took out his own lightstone and directed the illumination in to the void. Aside from some glistening, greenish gore gooped on a root, he saw no sign of the undead.

“Can’t see much,” Stephan said turning to the others. “It is a short tunnel, only 3-feet high. Looks like it goes way back. I can see some signs of their flight.”

“Now then, I tell you, the wails came from the left,” Hasan insisted. “Look that way, but let us go straight on. Whatever we face, it will come to us, but better we know it is coming than that we meet it in the place of it’s choosing. Go know, Feldard, lead us, these tunnels are your place, not mine. But into the tunnels we must go. Let us take the fight to them. Pick up Miklos, we dare not let them move ahead too far, for they will wait. Come, come!” The elf moved forward, beckoning frantically, his shield bobbing left and right, his sword a toy soldier’s frantic swipe.

Maruc leant over the mage. “Cold, clammy. No he is not dead, I agree he will recover shortly. My advice would be to wait until he recovers before venturing in,” he said disagreeing with the elf. “I personally would prefer having is incantations on hand. Have you forgotten the experience in the tunnels of the Gnomes? I would not want to blunder into another of those spiders whilst cleansing the world of the ghouls.” Maruc wiped his friends forehead with a cloth, a pink hue started to replace the while palour. “Good another minute or two and we’ll be ready to go.”

The group waited for five minutes, but the mage had still not waken. Finally, after a couple minutes more, he started to stir.

“Welcome back Miklos, Lying around whilst we fight for our lives is very poor show. Next time be more vigilant.” Maruc grinned.

The world swam into focus. Miklos blinked and the throbbing in his head subsided. He reached up and touched his shoulder, it was still numb. He felt that was a blessing. He nodded at the priest. “Eh? Well you seem to want all the fun.” he took a deep breath. “What kind of friend would I be if I kept it all to myself?” He smiled weakly.

He pulled himself up on his elbows. He fumbled for his waterskin and took a long draught. “I can see we have restrained Hasan and Stephan too long. I am well enough to continue. But these creatures came from behind. I suggest Feldard remains with us a rearguard. We mustn’t get blocked in. We may wish to retreat in a hurry.”

Feldard smiled briefly at the mage’s comment but shook his head. “Hasan is correct. The elf will guard you well in my stead as I lead us on. There may dangers ahead in the tunnels that he and the others would not recognize. I will guide us forward.” With that said the dwarf moved towards the front of the party and made his way towards the tunnel directly ahead. His pace was cautious, studying the structural soundness of the entrance way and wary of pitfalls.

The tunnel was short, only 3-feet high, even small for a dwarf. Combat would be a challenge, virtually impossible for those wielding long swords.

It wasn’t long before they found out what Stephan thought he had seen scurrying about. Four giant rats scampered out of the dark, their mouths dripping with drool at the prospect of a fresh meal.


 

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11 responses to “Something Else Is Out There

  1. 2:45pm, Nytdain, the 9th of Flaurmont, 1001AC
    Cloudy, cool.

    Maruc: 10xp
    Miklos: 10xp
    Feldard: 10xp+5xp
    Hasan: 10xp
    Stephan: 10xp+5xp+10xp
    Ludo: 10xp+10xp

    TOTAL:
    Maruc: 27,420/48000
    Miklos: 27,310/40000
    Feldard: 27,815/34000
    Hasan: 26,910/32000
    Stephan: 26,905/32000
    Ludo: 26,525/40,000

  2. Feldard

    (how wide is the tunnel? Can the rats get past Feldard to attack those behind?)

    In the confined space of the low ceiling’d tunnel, Feldard had opted to have his crossbow loaded and at the ready. Seeing the rats scurrying forward, the dwarf let loose a bolt towards the forward most rodent, grimacing when despite the squeal of pain that issued the creature did not fall or turn aside. He quickly reloaded and then fired off a second at nearly point blank before the first rat was upon him.

    There was no room to pull out his axe much less use it properly, the best the dwarf could do was poke and strike at the the giant rat with the heavy wooden crossbow he held between him and it. “Someone light a torch! Try burning them!” he called out as he near wrestled with the rat trying to keep those slavering teeth well away from limbs and torso.

    There were definate disadvantages to using mage lit stones as opposed to torches – now was such a time.
    (if someone does still have a torch lit.. delete this last comment)

  3. The space is tight, but there is enough room for the rats to get around Feldard

  4. Maruc

    “Retreat into the open Feldard, we can all help then!” cried Maruc as he backed away from the tight cave mouth. He readied his mace and shield just in time as swift evil looking rodent squirmed between the dwarfs legs. It was big for a rat, but Maruc wasn’t about to be daunted by its unnatural size. He pulled back quickly to give himself room the swing, thankful that they had not ventured too far in.

    His first swing went wide but the back stroke caught it as it tried to gnaw through the plate of his left greave. Stunned it skittered a few feet away but Maruc swiftly stood on it and ended its life with a final blow. He looked around for more.

  5. Maruc

    Glad to have the elf beside him, Miklos said, “Area of effect magic I have but this is poor planning, I cannot use any here lest I confound friend and foe alike! Still there may be others about attracted by this noise. I shall not be caught out a second time.”

    DM: Miklos will prepare his web spell for 2 eventualities: 1. The party is attacked from behind. or 2 the party is overwhelmed by rats and need a safe retreat.

  6. Stephan

    Dropping his sword and shield, Stephan leaped to Feldard’s aid, thunking his helmet against a thick root. Drawing his hunting knife, he jabbed it at the stinking rat that clung to the dwarf’s beard.

    The hide of the rat was thick and Stephan had to push especially hard to puncture through. Blood spurted from the wound onto Stephan and Feldard. The rat continued to twist and bite while Stephan plied the knife in a gouging motion, trying to finally kill it. In doing so, part of the blade sliced through a small part of the dwarf’s beard and despite the immediacy of the situation, Stephan nearly gasped at what he’d done. He only hoped Feldard would understand.

    The rat did not stop twitching but finally loosed its grip and thudded to the dirt. Stephan started to make a retreat; partly because he hated fighting in these confines but mostly to put space between him and Feldard.

  7. Ludo

    That is so funny, well done!!!! 🙂

  8. Ludo

    Ludo scrambled through his back pack and grabbed his flint and a tourch, in the confused melee happening in front of him he cursed as he accidently dropped his flint. “Miklos he yelled get me a flint”!

  9. miklosdostevar

    Miklos, in utter defiance of his natural bad luck when it comes to things dexterous, kicked a splintered flint from the ground onto his foot. he reached out and flicked the splinter into his hand which negligently flicked in Ludo’s direction.

    He didn’t break his concentration once. It was a shame no one was watching.

  10. Hasan

    Hasan backed out of the tunnel he had just entered. There was nothing he could do to help the friends who had gone before him. The elf found an apple in his pocket, and crunched into it. Sweet juice dribbled onto his tattered travel clothes. “What would my Rahasia think of me now?” the elf mused.

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